This journey began last year when I attended a lecture given by Semir Osmanagich at the Megalithomania conference in Glastonbury. The information presented was authoritative. His findings spoke to me as much as any lecture exploring antiquity. Trusting my instinct, I set aside a fortnight to visit the Visoko Valley in Bosnia; and participate in the most extensive archeological excavation anywhere. Once I’d made my decision there was no turning back, and what I experienced was beyond the scope of general preparedness.
Visoko is a town nestled in the belly of a beautiful valley north of Sarajevo, in mid-Bosnia & Herzegovina. Until the 1990s this region had an unsung record of peace for nine hundred years minorities persecuted elsewhere found sanctuary within the modern precincts of Bosnia. Persecuted Jews lived alongside Catholics and Orthodox Christians; Muslims chanted their prayers openly in the knowledge of mutual tolerance and respect. Today Bosnia is renowned for the atrocities it suffered under the direction of last generation’s political classes.
Visoko town suffered disproportionally during the conflict. Its position flanked by steep walls made it an easy target for intruding aggressors. Today the mark of warfare hangs heavy. Middle-aged survivors carry terrible scars, many ruined buildings are still left abandoned, and seemingly innocuous fields are littered with mines. Capping it all, on the first day of every month a siren reverberates throughout the town and exert a merciless reminder of traumas suffered by the good people of Visoko.
It gave me reason to be encouraged when the taxi driver, who eagerly picked me up at Sarajevo airport, gave a personal monologue alluding to the hopeful discovery of five pyramids, and what a turn in fortune it is for the nation as a whole. We approached Visoko at unsafe speeds, and I indulged his boyish need to race other cars when all at once the tallest of the pyramids – known as the Pyramid of the Sun –could be seen from the dual carriageway. Even at a distance, it was impossible not to be awestruck.
What do we know about the Pyramid of the Sun? It is 220m high, surpassing the Great Pyramid of Giza by at least 72m. And, just like the Great Pyramid of Giza, the Pyramid of the Sun is correctly orientated toward the cardinal points. And, according to the Geodetic Institute of Bosnia, with heightened accurately – Giza: zero degrees and three minutes of arc toward the cosmic north, Visoko: zero degrees, zero minutes and twelve seconds of absolute alignment. There must’ve been powerful motives to ensure such a meticulous orientation, and, by modern standards, unfathomable skill. There are a pair of aquifers directly beneath the Pyramid of the Sun, but before we study other details, it’s worth taking a step back.
There is an exciting interrelationship between three of the pyramids within the valley. Specifically between the Pyramid of the Sun, Moon and Dragon. They form the corner-points of an equilateral triangle. Spaced precisely 2.2km apart, ie ten times the height of the Sun Pyramid. When one extends and wraps a circle around the triangle (the ancient symbol of the universal spirit principle) the outer rim touches the entrances to the numerous tunnels. Positions mapped with a mighty eye appreciative of sacred geometry. A further triangle is formed by the other two pyramids, Earth and Love, and the River Fojnica.
Zooming out, one notices that yet another equilateral triangle is formed between Visoko, Giza, and Lugansk. Lugansk is a Ukrainian city near the Russian border. Six years ago, Ukrainian archaeologists announced that an ancient structure had been discovered near the city with foundations resembling Mesoamerican pyramids (see Valery Uvarov).
If you’re looking for only one answer, you’ll never arrive at the right conclusion. With matters of this degree of repercussive magnitude, one must be prepared to look holistically and find a picture given by overlaying a host of unsatisfied revelations.
There has been one question that I have been asked more than any other. Is this, as is claimed, the biggest pyramid on Earth? The proper response is: probably not. The largest might be in Greenland (pictured above). And every month there is more noise surrounding Antarctica’s history-defying giant pyramids.
These structures might account as one of a dozen hair-raising reasons Russian’s are seeking to domineer the North Sea Passage and its adjacent seas – typically the argument is reduced to crude economics, and one can understand why especially after Russia ‘bailed out’ Icelandic unfunded liabilities in exchange for shipping rights. But then there is Antarctica and the unseen reason why, at great expense, the British defied Argentina to retain their Antarctic launch-pad, which privateer engineering and construction companies are using today to send exploratory staff south.
The mainstream accepts that there are pyramids in Bolivia, Guatemala, Honduras, El Salvador, Canary Islands, Mauritus and Sudan. There are bigger complexes in Egypt, Mexico, Peru, and China (above). The Chinese have made a concerted effort to camouflage their pyramids with trees (see Hartwig Hausdorf). These bigger complexes correlate with the cradles of indigenous civilisations that spread out across continents. Hence, it would be a surprise not to find pyramids in Europe.
In 2005 the intrepid Dr Semir Osmanagich disclosed the significance of the Visoko Valley. Since then, there has been a steady effort to understand the historical implications with excavations across multiple sites. Early findings supported the authenticity of these artificial structures.
On top of the Pyramid of the Sun, there is a layer of sediment, which has sheltered the naked shell of the pyramid from untrained eyes – in the same manner as the ones hidden and rediscovered in central America. A relatively recent discovery, and highly impressive, is in Mirador, Guatemala which was camouflaged by the forest. During the 1980s, the local authority in Visoko planted trees on the Visoko pyramids for the reason of ‘aesthetics.’
Where the layer of topsoil sediment is shallower, it is possible to see up close that the trees’ roos haven’t penetrated the pyramid and have only spread laterally. Anyone with a tree in their garden will know, roots can devastate structures with ease and quickly by secreting an acid that burns a tinny burrow in the hardest of materials. Once the attritional holes are forged, hair-sized roots penetrate and grow, expanding like water-to-ice and breaking the compound inside out. At that point a tree’s will dominates. However, on the pyramid of the Sun, the trees have only been able to root themselves in the superficial surface.
Slabs that layer the pyramid are composed of hard concrete. The Assyrians and Babylonians used clay as a bonding substance. The Egyptians used lime and gypsum cement. In 1756, British engineer, John Smeaton made the first modern concrete (hydraulic cement) by adding the coarse aggregate of pebbles and mixing powdered brick into the cement. Cement with similar aggregate characteristics but harder is what’s found on the Pyramid of the Sun. The surface seems to be two thick layers bonded with a layer of Babylonian-esque clay. Some sections appear to be formal blocks, and other sections look poured.
Dr Joseph Davidovits (founder of French Institute of Polymers, author of fifty patents and ten books on the construction of the pyramids and holder of French Medal of Merit) has called the blocks “geopolymer cemented concrete.” His research and finding were complemented by analysis from the Department of Chemistry at the Institute of Turin, which specialises in material science.
If the sediment layer was uncovered and the Pyramid’s skin exposed, the reason would be revealed by the details of its design.
At exactly one third and two-thirds level, there is a concentrated ribbon of magnetite – the most magnetic of all the naturally occurring minerals. In the first days of scratching the surface of this monument, I soon realised that I was not only embarking on a journey of material archeology but also a journey of reverse-engineering advanced processes.
On my first visit to the main excavation sites, I recognised why unpoliticised Egyptologists spoke so enthusiastically about Visoko. Dr Nabil Swelim (a leading Egyptologist) asserted that “the Bosnian Pyramid of the Sun is the largest pyramid in the world.” His sentiment was echoed by many other prominent Egypologists: Dr Mona Haggag, Dr Soliman Hamed, Dr Ali Barakat, Dr Alaa Shaheen, Dr Hassan El-Saddy, Dr Mostafa El-Abbadi etc.
The reason some of these individuals have since recoiled their enthusiasm is a fascinating case study of fear-based sociology. Fear of losing provision, fear of isolation, and, perhaps, a fear of confronting a disconcerting history.
Academic Egyptology has long been dead to lively research. The crazy notion that the Giza Pyramids were built as tombs floods a forest of Egyptian truth like acidic waters trapped behind a dam. In trivialising the mystery those who asserted themselves as ‘the establishment’ – who possibly only sought to draw on hoarded capital –have gotten embroiled in more than they bargained for, and tread the same path as remorseless Inquisitors and covert Nazi expeditions.
Let’s remember the pyramids of Egypt cannot be dated because radiocarbon dating methods can’t be applied to stone, but that the hydro erosion on the Sphinx implies a pre-10,000BC date. On a side note, it remains an amusing flaw of Egyptologist that they interpret the pyramid complex’s stone irrigation channels as anomalies superfluous to its story.
Let’s also remember that the media-friendly Mummies were found in the Valley of the Kings, not inside any pyramids. This valley certainly raises the hackles of orthodox Egyptologists, who are still hiding in the muddied waters trodden by the looters transcending all social classes.
There’s a guide rope, frayed in places, that presents hints to those seeking understanding. Tunnels. El-Rassul disclosed years that tunnels connect all the tombs beneath the Valley of the Kings. A network that mirrors those on the plateau connecting the Great Library of Alexandria (as outlined by Herodotus). The valley tunnel network was how machiavellian Carter operated invisibly, winning the sponsorship of Carnarvon and stun the world with a Tut’ankh’amun-shaped magic trick.
In the Bosnian valley, there is no looting or honour sought. No overriding thrill of higher social status or guarantee of dynastical wealth. Only a journey into an antediluvian past.
If we are to evolve as a flower turns toward the light, then we must acknowledge our pre-history. Ultimately, strategic efforts by institutions to erase cultural history and confiscate keys that would awaken memory will be rendered futile by the sword of time. Self-certified learned individuals who turn to feast on overflowing troughs of ignorance will wilt under the rays of Ma’at. Withholding knowledge comes with a counter-balance that eats away at the gaoler and consumes him this lifetime or in the next.
In Visoko, the format of the archeology is self-organising. The excavations are led by professional archeologists and moderated by physicists, geologists, and anthropologist representing most corner of the globe. The bedrock is a stream of volunteers working during the Spring and Summer months and numbering fifty to seventy individuals at any one time.
Visoko’s Ravne tunnel network extends fifty kilometers. There are parts still preserved and other sections that are blocked with smoothed pebbles of irregular size. Some have postulated that the tunnels were blocked by an intermediary civilisation, either inside-out or even vice versa! However, it seems to me that the enigmatic pebble rubble being excavated are akin to river bedrock. It would make a whole lot more sense, therefore, to deduce that these tunnels were flooded.
The ceilings of the inverted V-shaped tunnels vary in height like a wave, and the pattern stimulates airflow. Throughout the tunnels, the air is mint fresh. Counterintuitively, the air seems more abundant the further one walks in. It’s a remarkable ventilation! Peer-regulated scientific tests have been performed within the tunnels. They confirm the zero radiation effect found in subterranean grottos, for instance. Earlier in the year, there was a 4.5 earthquake nearby that was undetected within the tunnel network.
Inside, one is constantly confronted with an ancient feeling – as if wandering through the arteries of a celestial beast. A feeling that can’t be measured. But the impact on a person’s aura can. Janez Pelko used technology developed by Russians to measure aura. Pelko’s statistics demonstrated that 85% of people who visit the tunnels leave with improved auras – likely fueled by the negative ion concentration.
Inside the tunnels there are some artifacts including big ceramics. There’s one weighing eight tons. Others bear runic style inscription. The one above reads “Pay attention (/ beware of) wag.” …I do not know what “wag” is.
During my time in Visoko the stone photographed below projected an enigmatic blue light, recorded by Jolanda Klassen.
Here’s the video:
Water that doesn’t seem to settle at the level of the water table livens the tunnels. Its dynamic closely related to those extrapolated by Schauberger physics. When measured using the Antoine Bovis scale – measuring the energy in nature, ie water, the reading surpassed those of the well of Fatima, supposedly the highest concentration found in Europe, but didn’t match strength of the water Klaus Dona found in La Mana, Ecuador which was 1,000x stronger than Fatima at 1.5million Bovis, with colloidal gold and silver content. Nonetheless, the Ravne waters are hugely exciting, and I am in no doubt positively branded with startling water memory.
During his visit to the tunnels last year, Pedro Cruz Garcia, a venerable Mayan elder, gave an informal speech sharing his thoughts on Ravne and other pearls of wisdom (click here).
The Ravne tunnels are located at the foot of the Pyramid of the Sun. There is a direct tunnel that runs over two kilometres to the Pyramid, and this is the tunnel being excavated.
The current state of the Visoko valley and the Ravne tunnels tell a story of a time where all but the most robust monuments were washed away by a cataclysmic flood. Visko is one of the thousands of sites that echo the same message. The Bay of Cambay in India (below) is one that has been brought into focus by the marine archaeologist SR Rao, whose team has retrieved thousands of artifacts from the submerged artificial structures.
This is similar to what has been found by technical divers in Sidi Gaber (Alexandria) and the Yonaguni Monuments (Japan). The Yonaguni megaliths (below) were embarrassingly unrecognised by orthodox archaeologists, who are now confronted by the insuppressible eye-witness reports from regular peoples who saw the flooded city landscape, including the stepped amphitheater, when the waters receded preceding the 2011 tsunami.
Massaaki Kimura, the lead authority on Yonaguni has endured many issues with other seemingly intelligent academics who cannot deal with the weight of mounting evidence. Even the graphically documented colosseum-esque monument, which they are claiming is natural. Time for some discernment? Maybe humility and grace also. Attributes we assume are common, but we rarely witness.
** time for a Bosnian coffee break **
By the time I arrived in late August, the extreme temperatures had settled from their peak of forty degrees to low thirties. Upon arriving at the motel, I was overwhelmed with the thought, “What am I doing here?” In a town that operated on sponteneity.
To quell any hesitations fuelled by fatigue, I set my sights on visiting one of the sites. So I walked twenty minutes to the foot of the Pyramid of the Sun and climbed it. Despite the moderated heat, walking up the zig-zagging path was sweltering. There’s a single lane that runs most of the way to the top, after which one scrambles. By the time I reached the summit, my reservations were gone, and I was encouraged by a rejuvenating urge to discover more, much more.
I was one of fifty volunteers participating in the year’s seventh shift. In total, about five hundred volunteers from fifty-two countries will have made the journey to during 2012 alone – an impressive rance of volunteers that represents as many professions as countries. The shift I was a member of was a group with tremendous energy and a decent will toward the betterment of our society. Before we were allocated roles, we had a substantive briefing that covered the history of the excavations, archeological methodology, and the approach aspired to – specifically working in an open-sourced style.
At the time, there were twelve ongoing excavations. I was delighted to learn of my assignment to a small team working a specialist site on the Pyramid of the Sun. The site was in the middle of one side of the pyramid and designated 12-B, identified as by ground penetrating georadar to be over a shaft entrance. Here’s a video of the out-of-place artifacts curator Klaus Dona at 12-B last year, click here.
Four meters below a deep section of sediment, we found what looked like a fracture, presenting a cavity between the two layers of concrete.
The second layer’s crack was wide enough to send a camera down to investigate and verify the information gathered by the georadar. The camera confirmed a walled shaft that descended 70 meters into a chamber. The footage was shown at the ‘Hidden History’ conference that coincided with my last weekend in Visoko.
During the first week, I worked in a team of five, led by a Mardrilenos structural engineer called Octavio. Our physical exertions tidied the cavity’s entrance using the least destructive methods possible.
There is great significance in confirming this chamber, especially when set against the King’s and Queen’s chambers in Giza. Georadar alludes to the Pyramid of the Sun having chambers that spiral from top to bottom. So, if one chamber can be accessed, we might be able to determine the relationship between pyramidal stone structures – with their hollows – to the magnetic fields of the Earth.
It’s evident that Nikola Tesla derived many of his extraordinary findings from his study of pyramids. A century ago, he was able to demonstrate that pyramids can generate power and might have been power stations.
Our dig turned up many inconsistencies and exciting finds. Pictured above is a slice of organic matter that can be used to date the layer we were penetrating. Similar examples have returned from radiocarbon dating labs at the University Uppsala (Sweden), University of Kiel (Germany), Silesia University of Technology (Poland) with results that range 25,000-40,000 years. Obviously, these dates are younger than the original structure upon which they have settled.
We found seams of white quartz crystal in the concrete with eye-catching regularity. A stone that makes an easy connection with the pulsation, the heartbeat of the Earth, and compounding the idea that this pyramid was once designed to be a machine that harnessed nature’s ambient energies.
During the second week, our team watched the dowser Larry Bird at work. It was fascinating to see first-hand just how he read subterranean details. As he worked, his unbroken narrative was like a man reading from braille script. Larry is a man of seventy-one years who would show up most men with his stamina and intellect. His visit to 12-B coincided with the interest of an Austrian film crew in the process of recording for a documentary.
From the top lip of the excavation cool air rushed out of the shaft’s crack, demonstrating the strong air circulation that exists within the pyramid. A cool breath appreciated on hotter days.
Larry’s Native American nose led him a little toward the east side of 12-B and an ancillary entrance that fed into the main one at 12-B. There was a mirror ancillary doorway on the west-side and a further pair above; the five points in the shape of an M. Larry’s dowsing was exciting, and his skill encouraged us to turn up our efforts.
So the team was now reduced to a trio including Bjorn (Norwegian) and Staffan (Swedish). Our cheerleader was Immortal Technique sounding through an iPhone. Our motivation was to reach the memory of a civilisation that thrived in the Visoko valley before the global cleanse.
Of course, there will be plenty of scornful rebuttals, including by those entrenched in an archeological establishment. It’s no wonder because once they hint at an endorsement, they would simultaneously undermine their academic sand castles. From the perspective of them holding onto illusion, one can partially forgive their futile resistance to an antediluvian narrative.
There are many different groups interested in the Visoko valley. Not all are savory characters; indeed, there are representatives party to all extremes. The story is a fractal of much that’s playing out world-wide.
Earlier, I made mention of Nikola Tesla and his study of pyramids and subsequent inventions. Making inventions only for them to be mothballed or used in angst by others. A Tesla revelation was one of the most important I’d take with me from Bosnia. That his Wardenclyffe Tower used exactly the same principles we were uncovering in Visoko – only two hundred kilometers from Tesla’s birthplace.
Specifically, the use of magnetite at thirds and at the top to stimulate and project the most energetic magnetic field. Vast waters beneath. Spiraling chambers as transponders. It would seem that Tesla reverse-engineered the pyramid technology, and here in Visoko, I was standing atop a manmade monument that was a work of impressive technology.
It is remarkable how much can be perceived by only scratching the surface of one site. It seemed to me that in asking the right questions, the pyramid amplified them and returned resounding answers, and often ones least expected.
There was one episode in particular during which I experienced an amplified personal communication from 1,500 kilometers away. Will we be offered a chance to redevelop abilities of super-sensitivity?
At the end of a six-hour shift, we would usually walk up the side of the pyramid. It was always a great feeling to climb it and admire its angle and road cut into its side. In Egypt, it has been illegal to climb the Giza pyramids since 1983.
At the summit, there is a restored Medieval settlement that reminded me of Old Sarum, Wiltshire, UK, where there are the remains of a castle once used by a ruling monarch, positioned on a former druidic site.
Between April and June 2010, physicists detected strong electromagnetic radiation emanating from the top. Specifically a beam four and a half meters in diameter that resonates at ultrasound; confirmed by physicist Slobodan Mizdrak (Zagreb) Dr Harry Oldfield (UK.) Its strength is magnified by altitude, in contradiction of conventionally accepted physics. Although, it would be even more challenging to accept that the beam comes down from above.
The electromagnetic beam also hints at Tesla’s wireless energy conducting tower…
With my feet hanging off a summit’s wall, facing South, it occurred to me that although we were digging toward an entrance, perhaps we ought to be digging on the other side. After all, it is on this side where we find a plateau similar to those found on the faces of Central American pyramids.
But these thoughts gave way to higher ones. Could the pyramid have been used to tune people – a priestly class? Since pyramids enhance life-force, do they also augment mental abilities? Or act as conduits to access parallel dimensions of Earth and time. Could one contact one’s past to be the guide through trials for which experiential sacrifices have already been made?
Can a double helix of time be biologically balanced by a pyramid? Mechanically, not symbolically. So this is what it is to have ‘a view from the top.’ Over a land unbounded by tamed beauty to which I said “thank you,” for the lessons I have learnt of myself and those lessons I have learnt of others.
There is a flag pole at the highest point of the pyramid, too slippery to scale, so we fastened the flag of Bosnia and Herzegovina to the base before Americans thought it was looking bare.
We sow complications by seeking alignment with every other and in so doing, forget to listen to the current within. The present is your homecoming. You lose nothing by being there but can steer through experience in a manner you couldn’t have imagined without arriving.
The full moon loomed before the big party of free flowing music and jollity.
A celebration of the Pyramid’s will to bring us together on this apex before being dispersed like coals being warmed in the furnace of Visoko’s history.
Spirits presented themselves as well.
The building blocks of the Pyramid of the Moon (below), which is situated on the other side of the valley.
Assembled artifacts tell a compelling story. Below a small collection of stone and ceramics, pre-dating documented culture rescued from The Temple of Earth where shallower layers tell tales of Greek influence, they built upon the Neolithic age.
A series of six palm-sized ceramic pyramids were discovered in 2008 by students from the University of Kiel (Germany). They share similarities with scaled-down models found in Egypt and have since been confiscated from the foundation by the archaeological team from the National Museum of Bosnia & Herzegovina.
Below’s a sculpture found in the Pyramid of the Dragon. Superficially it appears to have a free-form but commands attention in its presence. With no pottery function, this seems to be purely sculpture and nods to artistic expression. Without glaze, colour, or metallic finishes, but this does not mean that a layer of luster has not been lost in time. I can only speculate to the object’s use. Decorative, ritualistic or another function lost in time.
A stone panel found on the access plateau of the Pyramid of the Sun is a carved map of Visoko’s pyramid layout.
Contributing to the evidence that there was a global civilisation wiped out 12,500 years ago.
Above, Larry Bird dedicated time to dowsing the stone panel and inscribed its code on paper placed atop of it.
In a town of approximately 20,000 there is a disproportional presence of supranational and mercenary services. Puma helicopters fly regular rounds across the valley each day; monitoring and waiting.
In the final days of my voyage, I caught wind of an enchanted place nearby called Ginje. Ginje is part of modern folklore since it was the location of at least one summer retreat organised periopheral members of the Third Reich’s Thule society.
On this specific site emanates a strong spiralling energy vortex – again Tesla coil characteristics.
It makes one ponder why there have been such atrocities in Bosnia – motivated by a war on Terra? To let the poison of deadly fear seep into the Earth’s ley line nervous system? (wait for the publication of “The Transition” for more)
So I accompanied Bjorn and Staffan, with other colleagues who had already visited this site, we climbed a hill and on it leveling off my passiveness was suddenly superseded by an all-consuming transfixion. It was as if something beyond my five senses was pleading for my attention.
Unbeknown to me, I was standing on the very location of the energy vortex. I know to be respectful of the sensation, and I patrolled the perimeter of the hill as others prayed.
The Sun was setting, but there was something more than a light incongruity in the distant landscape. Hills and Pyramids seemed to be swaying, like sheets on a washing line moving against each other.
I had a strong sense that the world was telling me that it only exists when it is observed, and the observation can’t tell the whole story until its decoded by a proper does of time.
As I ventured toward the centre of the Ginje hill, I could feel the intersection of energy sources being pulled in from every corner of the valley. Only two days later I learnt that at every 9 degrees from the center-point of Ginje lies a significant monument and that the longest tunnel detected by ground penetrating radar runs from the Sun Pyramid (pictured ^^) to this hill, an ancient burial mound. A mound big enough to bury giants.
So the significance of this modest-looking hill was quickly coming into focus. If its sacred might could be harnessed, it could also be abused. It was about now that I began to see sporadic white balls of light rush across the landscape surrounding the hill. At first, only one every thirty seconds or so. The balls would leave a trail etched on the scenery. The best way I could describe it is by drawing a parallel with the Raiders of the Lost Ark scene when the Ark of the Covenant is lifted, and pallid spirits emerge.
It was a firm and adamant experience. A spiritual experience that I did not abuse by choosing to leave within only twenty minutes of arriving. I recognise it as a privilege and felt the presence of our ancestors flow through me, from behind, through, up and out of my physical body. I will return.
These years mark a time to remember who we are – who we are. Our ancestors cry at our serfdom. They cry at our isolation from that which we are akin – each other. It’s time to recognise the sanctity of life.
There is an unceasing intent to for us to passively accept the grossest misallocations of capital while an armada gathers off the shores of Persia – precipitating what has the hallmarks of the biggest overt terrestrial war ever. Let us choose to create positive modern novelty; let it originate from the depth of our common ancestry.
There’s much for us to rediscover and reconnect. Here’s to a generation of young voyagers, who are assembling the knowledge of good potentiality – that which is beautiful and meaningful. It is nearly time to shift from conceptuality to reality, to reunite thinking and experience, determinism and intuition.