(20) THE WAY OF THE SEED: HUMAN FORGETS EARTH REMEMBERS

Mother Earth recalls. When my last generation child of the Earth first emerged, the trees and the turtles offered more than the gift of the knowledge of time. Guided by spirit tree and magic turtle, all of the turtles and trees offered themselves as sacrifice to the humans. If human needed wood for fire or building shelter, tree was ready for the sacrifice. If human was hungry, turtle offered flesh to eat. Turtle's shell became a musical instrument, a sounding box to beat, to scrape with a stick or to turn into a rattle.

Tree and turtle remained even among the followers of the way of the seed. Turtle's cosmic power, tree's sacred endurance were long remembered and honored. But tree and turtle also witnessed how the followers of the way of the seed entered the forgetting of time, creating instead the false time.

This is how it happened, the entrance into the forgetting of time.

There, in a place between the rivers, the elders of the people's of the way of the seed met. They spoke among each and said: Our following of the seed has given us much. We have created irrigation and farming. We have spread our techniques over a great land that stretches between the mountains and the sea. Our people have grown in number. Our armies have secured more land. Truly we are strong and powerful over the Earth. To rule our land, we have created taxes. Through taxes, everyone's land remains in our control, and we receive the wealth to maintain our kingdom.

But there are other people far away. They too have conquered the land and created a power among themselves. These people are clever and they have a knowledge of number and space.

They say we live in space, and that our space looks like a great circle. This circle is known by a twelve count. This is an easy count. A twelve count is easier than thirteen because it can be divided by so many numbers. This is exactly what we need to create a schedule for our taxes.

Instead of thirteen moons we will create a year of twelve months. With this twelve-month year we will have an easy schedule for our tax collection. Along with the twelve count we will also have a ten count. A ten count is simpler and easier than a 20 count. All of our taxes will no be based on a ten count, all of our time on a twelve count.

The council of the elders of the land between the rivers ended.

The people of the seed had already strayed from the sacred ways. This is why it was easy to substitute twelve for thirteen as the cosmic number of time. But this substitution was an error in time that spread and was followed by all the people of the ay of the seed. Forsaking the sacred thirteen and 20 counts for the twelve and ten counts, the people of the seed began to weave a strange and troublesome pattern into my biospheric web.

From this disturbing new patter, a strange shadow began to cast itself across my biospheric web, the shadow of false time.

The circle is flat, time is round like a sphere. Based on the circle, the time of the twelve-count is flat time, false time. It is not round like the thirteen moons. It is not round like the Earth and the sun.

The flat time of twelve months was never a harmony like the thirteen moons. In the flat time of twelve months, the number of days to the months is uneven and irregular. In the round time of thirteen moons, each moon has exactly 28 days.

An error in time can be a fatal error. While my biospheric web continues to pulse to thirteen moons, the shadow of the false time is cast by a pattern that eats away at the biosphere.

The pattern of the followers of the way of the seed came to be called civilization. Great are the wonders and glories of human civilization. But beneath it all is the relentless pattern of false time. An easy schedule for tax collection, an easy tax base to acquire wealth for the rulers of the land.

The civilization of the twelve-count established itself in many different forms and styles in great land masses that human knows as the old world. Wave after wave of civilization had come and gone. Still the tax bases needed to expand. More land needed to come under control of civilization.

The civilization of the twelve-count inevitably came to the new world, to the continents known as the Americas. Here the people of the turtle and tree remained strong. Here the memory of the sacred thirteen and 20 counts had been kept. As in the old world, some of these people, too, had chosen the way of the seed. But in the new world, civilization developed that was rooted in the thirteen and 20 counts.

Among the tree and turtle people of the new world, no one kept the thirteen and 20 counts better than my children, the Maya. Even though the Maya grew into decadence, they still remembered the thirteen and 20 counts. Their memory of time was complete. They followed a sacred calendar called the tzolkin. Here the thirteen count of the moon and the 20 count of the sun were woven together in a wonderful pattern of 260 (13 times 20) days. This sacred moon-sun pattern they wove together with another calendar which counted the 365 days of the earth's orbit. Every 52 years the solar calendar and sacred calendars match perfectly.

The civilization of thirteen came to an end when the civilization of twelve arrive in the New World. Everything that could be destroyed of the civilization of thirteen was destroyed. Swiftly the shadow of the false time spread across the rest of the planet. Every ocean was navigated, every island mapped and charted. The biosphere had been converted into a resource base for human cleverness.

Then came the completion of the act of the forgetting of time, the invention of the mechanical clock. Like the twelve-month calendar, the mechanical clock is based on the twelve count. The flat time of the calendar of twelve which spread the irregular pattern of civilization throughout the biosphere developed a bizarre twist.

Humans now ran by the clock. Faster and faster the human child ran. The faster the human ran, the more humans there were. The more humans there were, the faster they ran. Running fast to dig up the Earth for more machines to make into the things that make life go even faster! Running fast to stay ahead, to stay ahead of what?

Within the spreading shadow of the false time everything the human child did was run by the clock. All human's habits became conditioned by the clock. Everything run by the clock was converted into money value. Human labor was converted into money. Earth's land and resources were converted into money values. The clock ran the humans, the humans ran after the money, the money bought power to transform the biosphere.

Child of the Earth here you are today. The shadow of the false time has spread throughout the entire biosphere. Forests and animal life of all kinds are disappearing. Everywhere streams, oceans and airways are polluted. Your species is now so dominant that it exists at the expense of the other species in my biosphere. The web of my biosphere is tattered. The biosphere constant is threatened by my last generation of children, now spinning out of control!

In the roar and the din of the machine, and from within the speed of the clock, who can hear the quiet message of turtle and tree?

The flat circle of false time
flattens time into a single line
running into infinity

in a flat time
on a flat line
where is the time for you and me?

on a speeding fast line
in a speeding flat time
does anyone even know
about turtle and tree?

O last generation of children
of the last generation of the Earth
is the forgetting so complete
or is there something that can arouse you
to the round of time
that still contains you?

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