Number 126: The Non Axe
Number 126: The Non Axe
By Steven & Evan Strong
We sincerely doubt that there is another rock like this anywhere. Not just in Australia, but the whole planet. More to the point, I do not particularly like this rock and I have no doubt it feels no differently towards me. And that description of our current impasse really doesn’t describe the depth of this conflict between rock and flesh, the real truth is that this rock was not only given a catalogue number, but most likely has mine. With other sacred rocks, when seeking some sort of mystical force or inner energy, it is a contrived effort in that I set aside many sessions just holding the rock under investigation while in quiet contemplation. Meant to be subtle and often requiring considerable patience, this time around the rock hit the overdrive button on first contact and never relented.
For two days it went well and I felt we had established a warm amicable relationship, then everything flew off the rails, so much so I was literally chilled to the bone at the time of parting. Until that point of separation and rapid thawing of our contact, I felt this rock was an open book as the information was pouring out. So much was given, and even more respect was returned as I began to sense the depth of gravitas and power stored within, then everything came to an unexpected full stop.
Local Climate Change
About five minutes after our first failed session, the longest finger-tip on my right hand literally froze in mid-beat without any prior sensation. Such was force of this icy localised blast, it was not only quite painful, but seemingly very deep-set. Vigorous rubbing, holding the affected digit next to the heater, running it under a hot tap, whatever I tried it just didn’t make one degree of difference. To begin with, there was no association made between my sudden chilling and the huge shaped rock with an enormous blade, just that something of a less than encouraging medical nature was taking place and no blood was circulating in one extremity. For all intents and purposes this was analogous to severe frost bite. The only unfortunate addition to that alarming prognosis is that the first rule of thumb is to warm the affected digit and allow the blood to revitalise and aerate, that wasn’t happening in one half of one finger, and twenty minutes on it was still chilled to the bone.
At the same time I did begin to fear something quite serious was amiss within, the blood began to flow and the finger lost its chill and soon after the whole stoppage in circulation to one location was forgotten. The next day, as I sat outside with rock in hands, it was the left hand this time that reacted. The little finger was snap-frozen without warning and was no easier to warm. To say that once bitten twice shy applied in this case is an understatement, and to begin with I was still none the wiser as to the cause/rock culprit and tried all the measures that failed earlier. About fifteen minutes after the second onset of cold blood, it dawned on me that it was possible this totally unique rock could be the cause of my internal blockage.
With nothing to lose and the finger still without blood and chilled to freezing point, I conceded defeat and promised the examination was complete and the only time I would touch the rock was to move it, not to pry within. Obviously such a reactive strategy is positioned well outside of any mainstream branch of medical science, but that unpardonable transgression in academic protocol made no difference as the offer was accepted and within one minute of waving the white flag, my little finger came back to life. From that point in the cessation of hostilities, the bizarre chill that appeared from nowhere seems to have gone somewhere else. The rock will allow me to touch and move it with haste, but never to look deeper. For all intents and purposes this sacred rock has been neglected for so long and knew it was in safe hands and gave up its heart and soul for two days, then ‘closed up shop’ and will decide at its leisure when the door will be reopened.
A Momentary Lapse in Reason
We should apologise for wandering off with the rocks and fairies, it sounds ridiculous to even suggest that I have a relationship with a slab of rock that ebbs between friendship and the ‘cold finger,’ followed by two bouts of physical punishment for my unintentional transgressions in rock etiquette. It would seem that we are proposing that this rock is both consciously aware and able to create and transmit energy at its choosing. Such a proposition is outrageous, utterly unscientific and absolutely true. That prognosis is only reinforced by the medical fact that since agreeing to the Rock’s request to stay at arms-length, my circulation is fine and no finger, thumb or appendage has been chilled to the bone. I am, at the time of writing this, sitting outside in what has been declared the coldest day of the year, wearing a t-shirt and my hands are warm and fingers functioning normally.
Talk about feeding our many critics manna from heaven, there is no doubt this belated leap forward into sacred rock research will be received with sniggers, scorn and contempt, and that will be as good as it gets. There are so many sensible reasons to walk away from this esoteric path, barely a week earlier I remember reading a comment made on our web site pleading that we cease and desist in pursuing this nebulous tilt at windmills, reminding us that all the rigour and scientific principles we adhere to will be sacrificed on the altar of New Age fiction. And the tragic part of this well intentioned advice is that he was correct and common sense demands we should do as suggested.
The problem is, if we did as recommended that omission is a lie, by ignoring the truth as given to us through the Spirits and choosing not to record what we were shown in good faith, we then break an Original contract given during ceremony where I promised to tell the Original ancient narrative as is, without additions or deletions. That means if we hold our tongue and avoid the considerable collateral damage, we have no right to continue as our contract was bound by ceremony and enforced through the Spirit’s consent, and would have to be cancelled in perpetuity if we censored or repackaged. No, for better or worse, we are obliged to tell the whole Original truth, there can be no picking and choosing to suit other mortals while the Spirits have the podium.
Our momentary lapse in reason is not just a stunning Pink Floyd album, it must now become another path that we have been instructed to walk down. Where it leads is still a mystery, but it is there waiting for each soul on the planet to not only recognise, but to incorporate into every second of our daily lives. In the meantime, until that happens, all we can do is allow our intuition a voice and the spirits of the land a forum to air their truths and insights, then let each person deal with their own consequences.
Back in the Here and Now
In beginning our scientific investigation into the material features of this sacred rock, we must initiate proceedings by dismissing the only paperwork that accompanied this authenticated rock of Original origin. The only unchallenged finding we can present relates to the claim that a rock weighing almost nearly five kilograms is simply a big heavy axe. Measuring 24 cms x 20 cms x 8.5 cms and needing a very thick and heavy handle of over one metre to securely attach to, such a large bulky tool stands in direct opposition to a country that subscribed unreservedly to a hunter-gatherer lifestyle. The sheer size and weight of the stone alone requires two hands just to pick the object up, let alone carry for kilometres each day.
Moreover, being nomadic and therefore constructing temporary structures and dwellings, where is the need to construct an axe with a blade that measures 19 cms? Reputedly lacking in permanent buildings, boats that can sail the ocean, monuments or bridges to build there is no need to fell trees that have girths measured in metres, so why create an axe of these massive dimensions and weight?
Chopping down any tree with a massive girth measured in metres will require extensive recutting until thin enough to be used effectively to make a lean-to, bark canoe or sharpened stick, while a tree one tenth the diameter would be more than ample and require one tenth the effort and time. What this object necessitates, if it is indeed an axe-head, is making a very simple task more energy-sapping, time-wasting and inefficient.
Too big, heavy and awkward to carry for long distances, moreover on the remote illogical chance it was used as an axe, where and how is the very thick and sturdy piece of wood shaped into a handle attached? Being just under five kilograms in weight, wherever this piece of wood was theoretically positioned, it had to be very securely fastened or wedged into the rock. There is no depression or grove, nor is there, as is the case with a colleague and cousin that accompanied this artefact in the post, an imprint or feint line of the binding of kangaroo ligament or some other twine that could fasten rock to wood. The surface and sheen of this heavier rock is entirely smooth and free of any sign of abrasion, rubbing or attachment marks to this temperamental time-capsule.
Of even greater significance when assigning a role is the current state of the blade, it is completely untouched and in mint condition. Not one impact point or hint of a percussion bulb can be seen on the 19 cms crest or either of the two 3.5 cms curved sides that mark the spread of this assumed blade. The entire section of 19 cms x 7 cms which equals 133 square centimetres, is in pristine condition and bears witness to a supposed blade that has never been attached to a handle and nor has it chopped down a tree, twig or blade of grass.
The overriding problem the conventional version of events creates is if this is actually an axe, is why spend so much time, technology and labour in construction and even more effort and sweat lost in transportation all over the countryside, then never use to the object, once? If this did happen they are the actions of a very dull people who did not realise how much time, effort and energy was wasted, when the simpler tool would achieve the same results in far less time.
The heart-shaped rock did not chop down one tree and nor was it carried anywhere. It has an entirely different role to play and possesses a power within that is as clear and present, as it is dangerous. In trying to understand how this rock functions, the very first step is to determine the correct way the rock must be held. Finding the prescribed position of either the right or left hand with the thumb leading the way was a mandatory practise, until now.
It seems that every time we make an assumption about feature or commonality belonging to these sacred rocks, we almost immediately find an exception. To begin with, we had mistakenly assumed that all sacred rocks were to be held in the right hand, soon after that thought was aired the first of three left handed rocks appeared on our scene. The thumb’s customary leading position was another feature that through sheer mass of appearances without contradiction convinced us that this time we had an absolute. Very soon after reaching that conclusion we first made acquaintance with a grey cylcon shaped like a giant index finger, the same one that once my index finger was connected to the clycon tip, it began to pulsate. Throughout this evolving interaction the thumb did no more than make up the numbers.
Laying Hands and Multiples of Five Across the Surface
This rock demands an extension in the number of thumbs and fingers required, with an unprecedented two thumbed positioning needed with room made for both hands. However, this is not a balanced arrangement between equal partners, as the right hand chasm is quite stark and rugged thereby facilitating a more intimate contact with the rock, while the depression on the left is less prominent and much shallower. It seems that the left hand has been extended an invitation to attend, but has been delegated a supporting role. That would explain why it is that beneath the right thumb station are three lines cut vertically into the surface. This is where the fingers have to be placed so the heavy load is evenly spread.
So rough and seemingly in contrast to the presentation of this very smooth rock is the right thumb station, which by the way is very much standard practise for all star-rocks, some may suspect that this fracture is unintentional and due to random impact sometime after it was made. However, for that to be true the numbers and angles just do not add up.
The gap between the two thumbs when correctly positioned is 13.5 cms. That length seems to be of no significance, but the next four measurements are very much a part of a sequence seen on many ‘magic rocks.’ The angle between these two thumb points is a perfectly level 180 degrees, what is even more intriguing is that this imaginary horizontal line is 10 cms from the rock tip and 10 cms to the beginning of the axe blade. If we were to add a second line from the tip to the start of the blade so that it bisects the bottom edge equally into two 10 cms sections, it also splits the line aligning both thumb resting stations into two identical lengths of 6.75 cms. In total these two lines break this rock into four exactly equal quadrants of 10 cms x 10 cms.
Knowing that so many cylcons and ‘magic rocks’ measure either 15, 20 or 25 cms, and every length on width of this rock bar one measurement is in multiples of five, it would seem that there is a deliberate pattern arising that could be a mathematical signature of many rocks that can interact with humans.
Side by Side
Dispensing with the balance and mathematical ratios, there are other markings and spaces that are far less precise. Not only is the right thumb meditation post an untidy piece of work, there is a series of three interconnected ridges and depressions that are just as crude in presentation.
The largest of the three runs along the blade line and takes up nearly half of the lower section of this side and measures 8 cms x 3 cms, but unlike the surrounding balance and symmetry, this excavations pays scant regard for any geometric principle. The ridge is quite jagged and made up of no less than twenty one individual chisel or peck marks. The five faces combine in making a coarse semi-circle, and it would seem the entire platform was chipped out and left unfinished. The resulting ledge in front of this wall is untouched and untreated, and because of this is in stark contrast to the buffed and manicured ‘facial’ given to every other grain of rock on the bottom side.
One centimetre to the right of the largest excavation is an artificial cut line on the rock and points to the largest cutting, then runs around the edge and joins the first of two smaller co-joined missing sections of rock (5 cms and 2 cms in length). These cuttings also run parallel to the fringe of the blade.
As with the largest wall and missing section of rock, once the two smaller pieces were removed, there were no further improvements or attempts to at least tidy up the floor. The problem with the positioning of these three extractions is that if they are not the result of a human hand and metal blade, and just part and parcel of the normal wear and tear of an axe, they are in the wrong place. The three rougher chipped sections ought to be closer to the edge, either at the bottom or top edge of the blade, not further down where impact is rarer and the rock thicker. Any visible fracturing should begin at the thinnest point, not the thickest. In combination, when trying to determine how and what it means, while conceding any musing without Original guidance is conditional, it is possible these three ridges represent land-forms.
As on Top so Below
The reason we are prepared to air an opinion in advance of Original consultation, that the ridges and depressions are mountains or headlands, is contextual. We are confident we have identified a somewhat camouflaged star map on the top side. There are nine circular pecks, of which three are of a moderate size and six are barely visible. We believe that they could mark out a significant constellation, perhaps the home-base of the exalted Sky-Heroes chronicled in so many Dreaming stories. Or it could be the result of a weakness in the integrity of the thin surface that led to the circular cracking of the top coat.
With a star map on one side, the chances that there are maps elsewhere on the rock do increase. Knowing how the oft repeated Original proclamation of ‘as on top so below’ is seminal cornerstone of Original existence, it is seems logical to expect if there is a star map on this rock, harmony could only be maintained if there was also a corresponding Earth map.
Even if we are in error and too adventurous in our assumptions, which we do not accept, but for the sake of balance, even if we were to concede there is no map of the stars, may we suggest those who question our conclusion look ever so carefully at what sits at the bottom of each peck/natural fracture. There within is what looks like grains of white sand.
Down by the Beach
The same sandy undercoat can be seen in the three excavations, as it runs along the bottom of the base it somewhat ironically, or perhaps this is intentional, resembles a beach ringing the bottom of a cliff face. Irrespective of what it may depict, a base rock made of large white particles of sand is not a natural companion to the thin upper layer of brown silicon. The colours and geology is a mismatch, the thin hard grains of brown silica do not belong on top of this white sandy foundation rock, and only came about after the silicon was melted, and while molten attached. There are traces in the thin crust of a very deep brown, similar to the colouring of Ros’ Rock 1, patches of a slightly less intense brown and elsewhere a lighter shade of the same colour. And just below the surface it all transforms into a white sandy beach.
What is fascinating, is that with a surface area of around 450 square cms, this silicon coat is the largest yet seen and also the only one displaying this mottling of different shades of brown. Could this mean that although in almost pristine condition and leading a sheltered life, it is actually the oldest of the coated sacred rocks yet found?
A Mid-Term Report on the Faux Axehead-
A list of twenty firsts worthy of serious consideration.
- Nudging the scales at nearly five kilograms, it is the heaviest rock artefact in the collection.
- Measuring 20 cms across, this is the widest rock in the collection.
- With a width of 6 cms, this is the thickest rock in the collection
- Obviously this is the longest blade we have either seen or are aware of.
- Equally, as it never struck a blade of grass in anger, this is the only mint condition blade yet seen.
- This is the only blade, weapon, tool or stone object that needs two hands when held.
- A perfect prop for the stoning scene in “The Life of Brian,” this is the only non-weapon that has the weight and size to kill if it was accidentally (or intentionally) dropped on an animal, or persons’, head.
- This is only rock with two thumb positions for the right and left hand.
- This rock has the largest application of chert/silicon of all sacred rocks.
- The three excavations are linked and create the largest combined length (15 cms) of marking on any rock.
- On the right side is the deepest thumb depression yet seen or measured.
- This volatile cylcon is the only rock with a catalogue number of 126 still attached near the tip.
- The base rock is the only coarse-grained sandy rock in the collection.
- We only have one officially categorised axe-head that is untouched, unused, too heavy and awkward, needs a wooden handle over a metre in length and could not be carried by any nomadic tribe.
- The only coat that shows three shades of brown.
- The longest and widest smooth polished coat.
- This is the only sacred rock we know of that is made to look like, but never function as, a tool.
- This rock is the largest representative of the right and left hand grips.
- It is the only rock that actually scares me, and is most definitely the only rock that can actually cause pain.
- This rock has shades of many, but stands alone in a category of one, which we sincerely doubt will increase in number.
The rock has nothing to compare against, is unique twenty times over, can be extremely communicative and has the potential to hurt and perhaps much more. At this stage of proceedings, all we can declare with absolute certainty is that it is not an axe and is most probably a …………..