A crop cirle made of multiple circles- what would be called a fractal- appeared in the fields in the UK on 7-7-07. It took awhile for someone to see it, but it resembles what is to the left of this page, very closely.
There was also another glyph found that day that was a yin-yang- the ancient Chinese symbol from the I Ching for balance and harmony.
Irony of all ironies, that same day was the next step in what is supposed to be a progression of the human species on the moleular level.
I leave the reader with some links, things to think about in our little world. I suspect those of you open-minded enough to read this blog in the first place will find more to chew on than you may have expected.
Change is coming. Will you be prepared? I am not walking the streets in a sandwich board, proclaiming the end of the world. I am warning only that things cannot remain the same.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)
THE SECOND COMING
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all convictions, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming!
Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
(knowing that it can't always be serious- a bit of humour: Yeats was talking about the automobile!)