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There lies buried beneath countless layers of Egyptian antiquity a lost legend. A legend so powerful, that even the slightest embrace of its meaning opens inner pathways into the far reaches of time and space. The legend is of old from the period of human beginnings. We sense something of supreme mystery, and strain at the cloak that shrouds the message. Something happened, something that was once known, but now is lost. Perhaps it has to do with who we were, or where we came from, or where we are going? Its powerful truth was tarnished by time and it warped into strange and incomprehensible mythologies. Yet, the magnetic attraction, still resonating, mystifies the world to this day. Nonetheless, the power of the legend /oracle became diminished until it remained as a faint flicker of light barely distinguishable in the dark night of bygone ages. The Great Pyramid is a mighty oracle set in stone. Hidden away in its many chambers and vaults is a secret esoteric knowledge, and while the prophets of old spoke of it as an altar unto the Lord of host’s men have denigrated its purpose to that of a tomb. Yet the wealth of its posterity has been kept for future generations to discover. The truth is, the truth lies in repose waiting for the moment when some brave soul cries out “the emperor has no clothes.” But as long as the world persists in calling the Great Pyramid the tomb of Cheops, the startling and awesome reality for what the oracle has to say remains buried and muted in its gigantic sarcophagus of stone. But Hallelujah, substantiated revelation is on the horizon, because the day-star of eternal light is shinning on new unearthed facts bringing cause for joyous celebration. But there is no doubt those intrepid souls laying in the weeds of tradition, which have made their living in the school of historical correctness and will not go away quietly, but adversarially portend a battle royal in the making. There has always been those who come late to the party, and this time will be no different. After all, at all costs the truth must be suppressed, because if the truth be known it would bring ruination to those who claim to be in the know. But the vib, the tone, the music, will be heard. The lost meaning laying in wait for thousand of years cannot be shut out. Over time even those who try to suppress the sound will be mesmerized but the melodic harmony of the song of the rocks.