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From some ancient myths and chronicles that have reached us, it follows that there was an era on Earth when the Moon was not in the sky above it. He wrote about this in the 5th century BC. e. Greek philosopher and astronomer Anaxagoras of Klazomen, who used sources that have not reached us, where it was argued that the Moon appeared in the sky later than the appearance of the Earth.

In II! century BC he was supported by the Greek philosopher and poet, chief curator of the Library of Alexandria, Apollonius of Rhodes. In his essay “Argonautics,” he quotes the words of another philosopher, Aristotle, who a century earlier mentioned in one of his works about the ancient inhabitants of the mountainous regions of Arcadia (a region on the Peloponnese peninsula), who “ate on acorns, and this was in those days when there were still there was no moon."

The writer and historian Plutarch, who lived at the turn of the 1st-11th centuries AD, speaks of one of the rulers of Arcadia named Proselenos, which means “below the moon,” his subjects, the Proselenites, the first inhabitants of Arcadia.

Modern scientists do not deny the possibility of a “moonless” stage in human history and give various explanations for this. According to one of them, the Moon was once one of the planets of the solar system, but then, due to some kind of cosmic catastrophe, it left its orbit and turned into a satellite of our planet.

In the north of Bolivia, in the Andean region, on the Altiplano plain, surrounded by the snow-capped ridges of the Cordillera, not far from the shores of the alpine lake Titi-caca, there are the ruins of the city of Tiahuanaco. They lie at an altitude of almost 4000 meters, where the vegetation is very sparse and the terrain is unsuitable for human habitation.

Why is Tiahuanaco in such a place? Who built it and when? These were the questions that the first Europeans who found themselves in the ancient city asked themselves and those around them. The Indians who lived in these parts at the time of the invasion of the Spanish conquistadors believed that such a large city could not be built by ordinary people, that it was built once upon a time by a long-extinct tribe of giants. The Europeans who visited Tiahuanaco did not believe in giants, but they attributed the city a very ancient origin. Thus, the Bolivian researcher Arthur Poznansky, who devoted half his life to the study of Tiahuanaco, argued that the city was founded at least 12-17 thousand years ago. And, according to archaeologist Dr. H.S. Bellamy, the age of the city is 250 thousand years. However, even such an unimaginable antiquity of Tiahuanaco does not correspond to the results of modern archaeological and geodetic research.

As already mentioned, Tiahuanaco lies above Lake Titicaca in a basin surrounded by mountains. On their slopes there are traces of the ancient shores of the lake. By connecting the former opposite banks with a straight line, we will see that the ancient water mirror was located obliquely in relation to the present one. Moreover, at a distance of 620 km the deviation is more than 300 meters. If we transfer these data to isohypses (geodesic horizontal lines) of the Earth’s surface in this area of ​​South America, it turns out that the Andes in the vicinity of Tiahuanaco were an island in the ocean, the level of which reached the level of Lake Titicaca, that is, it was then almost 4000 meters higher! In addition, Lake Titicaca is salty.

From the above it follows that Tiahuanaco was built on the shore of the sea or a body of water connected to it, which is confirmed by the ruins of port facilities, shells and remains of fossil sea animals, and images of flying fish found on its territory. And such a port city could only exist before the rise of the Andes. But the rise of the Andes and the decrease in the water level of the World Ocean are attributed by geologists to the Tertiary period (60-70 million years ago), that is, to the time when, according to modern science, there were no people on Earth. However, some findings give reason to challenge this assertion.

In the early 30s of the 20th century, 20 kilometers southeast of the city of Boerne, Kentucky, USA, professor of geology, Dr. Wilbur Burrow and his colleague William Finnel discovered human (or very similar to human) feet. Twelve footprints, 23 centimeters long and 15 centimeters wide in the area of ​​the “spread” fingers, looked as if someone had walked barefoot on wet sand, which subsequently froze and petrified. And it petrified, by all geological standards, no later than 250 million years ago.

In 1988, the Soviet magazine “Around the World” published a report that in the Kurgatan Nature Reserve, located in the Chardzhou region of Turkmenistan, similar prints were discovered, most reminiscent of the footprints of a bare foot of a person or some kind of anthropoid creature. The length of the print is 26 centimeters. The age of the traces, according to scientists, is at least 150 million years.

Similar discoveries have occurred in other regions, in particular in Slovakia. It should be emphasized that in no case were traces of “hands” found next to the traces of “legs”.

But even more mysterious prints are known. In 1976, Thomas Andrews' book We Are Not the First was published in London. In it, the author reports that in 1968, a certain William Meister saw in Utah, USA, at the site of a rock fracture, two clear prints... of shoe soles. At the same time, the back part of the print with the heel mark is deeper, as it should be in accordance with the distribution of weight when walking. Geologists who examined the discovery site confirmed that at the time when the impression was formed, the formation was on the surface and only later was buried under layers of other rocks. The rock where the footprint appeared at the fracture site dates back to the Cambrian period, which began 570 million years ago and ended 80 million years later.

In the summer of 1998, an expedition from the MAI-Cosmopoisk Center searched for meteorite fragments in the southwest of the Kaluga region. On a former collective farm field near the abandoned village of Znamya, one of the expedition members picked up from the ground a stone fragment that seemed unusual to him, wiped off the dirt from it, and... everyone saw on a chip of a layered flint stone a bolt about a centimeter long with a nut at the end located inside it. “bolt” to get inside the stone?

Since it was embedded inside the stone, this could only mean one thing: the bolt ended up there when the stone was not yet a stone, but was sedimentary rock, bottom clay. This clay was fossilized, as determined by geologists and paleontologists who studied the find, 300-320 million years ago.

Scientists at the Geology Department of the University of Tennessee, located in Chattanooga, have been in a state of complete bewilderment for decades after examining a rock fragment about 300 million years old in 1979. This weighty piece of stone was found by Dan Jones on the banks of the Tellico River while he was hunting for trout with a fishing rod in his hands. It turned out that a fishing reel of the type used by modern amateur fishermen was tightly embedded in this fragment of mountain crystalline shale. University geologists still cannot explain the origin of this find.

Now let’s ask ourselves: what process could cause the Andes to rise (that is, lower the sea level) by four kilometers and maintain it that way until our times? And could such a global transformation be connected with the appearance of the Moon in our sky?

It gives an answer to these questions and, moreover, combines all the events and phenomena mentioned above, one of the “anti-scientific” hypotheses. According to it, hundreds of millions, and maybe billions of years ago, a giant spaceship with numerous representatives of some highly developed alien civilization appeared in near-Earth space. It entered geostationary orbit and hovered motionless over the Western Hemisphere of the Earth at an altitude of 36,000 kilometers. This is how the Moon appeared above our planet.

Under the influence of its gravity, which was then more than ten times closer to our planet than it is now, the shape of the Earth became pear-shaped or egg-shaped, and huge masses of water were concentrated on its “sublunar” surface.

For representatives of space civilization, who traveled enormous distances in the Universe in search of a suitable planet, the Earth opened up rich opportunities for active intervention in the development of life on it. And they began intensive work on improving living beings living on Earth. As a result, over time, the same civilization arose on the planet, whose “pointed” traces modern people, as described above, occasionally find in layers of the earth’s crust, the age of which is estimated at hundreds of millions of years. Judging by some finds, that civilization was much superior to our current one in terms of technical development.

And then on Earth and in the space closest to it, a certain event occurred that entailed terrible and irreversible consequences. This is the story of the ancient Indian epic Mahabharata, which, among other things, tells about three cities in space and the war of the gods that led to the death of these cities:

“When these three cities appeared in the sky, the god Mahadeva struck them with a terrible ray in the form of three beams... When the cities began to burn, Parvati hurried there to see this spectacle.”

Translating this into modern language, we can assume that then a certain cataclysm occurred in space, which caused the Moon to leave its geostationary orbit and begin its accelerating rotation around the Earth. After this, our planet began to take a long and painful time to acquire the current appearance we know, and to redistribute the waters of the World Ocean. These processes caused powerful earthquakes and gigantic floods. Memories of this nightmare have survived to this day. If we assume that it was reflected in the description of the Flood (Bible, Genesis, chapters 7, 8), then the “rebirth” lasted approximately 375 days.

And in Greek mythology there is a story about Phaeton, the son of the sun god Helios, who, driving his father’s chariot, could not hold back the fire-breathing horses, and they, approaching the Earth, almost burned it down. To prevent a catastrophe, Zeus struck Phaeton with a lightning strike, and he fell into the river, blazing. As a result of such a global catastrophe, traces of the previous civilization were destroyed on Earth, and the handful of surviving people, gradually degrading, turned into cave dwellers of the Stone Age.

Thus, the existing order in the world was disrupted, the end came to the Golden Age of humanity, when the “gods” (that is, space aliens) lived among people, and the sky was full of vimanas - aircraft flying between space cities and the Earth with passengers on board : both people and gods.

After the War of the Gods, what survived, in addition to the Moon, was one of those space stations that were located in the space between the Earth and the Moon and, perhaps, served as “transshipment bases.” To save the surviving station and its inhabitants, there was only one way left: to send it to Earth, especially since in conditions when the Moon began to gradually move away from our planet, the station had to land anyway due to a change in the ratio of the forces acting on it.

It was decided to float down into the water, as this reduced the risk of an accident. In general, the splashdown was successful, despite the fact that the station, after passing through the atmosphere and hitting the water, received serious damage. To prevent it from sinking, it had to be placed on solid ground. The surviving vimanas conducted aerial reconnaissance and found a group of islands that surrounded a fairly deep bay, open to the south. The station was sent there so that when the water level dropped, it would settle to the bottom and eventually end up on land. It was this space object that later became the capital of Atlantis, and its crew - the Atlanteans.

It is appropriate to recall here that the average diameter of the Moon is now over 3,400 kilometers. So the dimensions of the surviving space station were apparently appropriate, and could well correspond to the dimensions of Atlantis (according to Plato): a diameter of more than 2000 meters, a height of about 180 meters.

After the space around the station turned into a vast valley surrounded by mountains, the Atlanteans began to explore the surface of the Earth. They searched for surviving people and engaged in their training and development, instilled in them activity and independence, and also carried out work on their genetic improvement. The result was the emergence of Neanderthals, Cro-Magnons and, apparently, those people whose cranial volume was up to 2300 cm3 (in modern humans, it usually does not exceed 1400 cm3). And these “brainy guys” lived, judging by the finds of their remains in Morocco and Algeria, about 12,000 years ago, that is, just during the last period of the existence of Atlantis, and then, like it, they disappeared forever from the surface of the earth.

The Atlanteans became teachers, mentors and educators for the surviving inhabitants of the Earth; they laid the foundations of a new civilization. Well, people revered them as gods and perceived them as their saviors. It was as the deities of the founders of the state and culture that they remained in the collective memory of peoples - in Sumer, Ancient Egypt, among the primitive inhabitants of the American continent.

Well, what about the modern Moon - is it really just a dead celestial body, devoid of water and atmosphere? It seems that this is not entirely true. The fact is that almost three centuries ago, when regular observations of the Moon began, astronomers began to notice strange phenomena on its surface. These were appearing and disappearing glimpses of light and light rays, “lights” flying in different directions, spontaneously appearing and disappearing relief elements, some of which bore obvious signs of artificial origin. “Moon mysteries” continue to this day.

When, during the flight of the American expedition to the Moon on Apollo 13 in April 1970, the third stage of the ship’s launch vehicle was separated and fell on the Moon, its entire surface to a depth of 40 kilometers fluctuated for almost three and a half hours! According to one NASA scientist, the Moon behaved like a huge hollow gong. (It is appropriate to recall here that due to technical problems, the astronauts did not land on the Moon; the ship only circled it, and only thanks to the courage and resourcefulness of the crew was able to return safely to Earth).

In April 1972, the crew of Apollo 16, measuring from orbit the strength of the Moon's magnetic field (which, in general, is almost a hundred thousand times weaker than the Earth's), discovered that it was very uneven and had a pronounced increased value in seven different regions of the lunar surface. ball. Another amazing discovery was made: under the lunar surface, at a depth of about one hundred kilometers, there are two belts of some ferromagnetic substances, each more than a thousand kilometers long, as if someone had laid two giant steel support beams in the bowels of the Moon.

It has long been believed that there is no water on the Moon. And it never was. But the instruments installed on it by the Apollo crews refuted this “immutable” truth. They recorded accumulations of water vapor extending over the lunar surface for hundreds of kilometers. Analyzing these sensational data, John Freeman from Rice University came to an even more sensational conclusion. In his opinion, instrument readings indicate that water vapor seeps to the surface from the depths of the lunar interior! Thus, it turns out that the presented hypothesis about the origin of the Moon and its connection with Tiwanaku and Atlantis is not devoid of common sense and is not so “crazy”...

The sun, a sullen crimson disk, slowly sank into the monotony of the rocky desert that stretched for countless miles behind him. Countless and, probably, untrodden - except that the hooves of his horse left a mark on them.

The lifeless plain had sucked up the last drops of heat long before dusk, so that now in its dying hour the sun was no more warm than the moon, which had just appeared above the horizon. Its disk, swelling with red light - as if in mockery of the dying sun - stubbornly climbed upward, insolent, like an impatient heir who paces back and forth in predatory greed near the deathbed of his benefactor. For a while, in the vastness of the deepening darkness, two equally bloody luminaries hung over the edge of the world, one opposite the other, so that Kane chuckled to himself: was he, after all, in some twilight region, where two ancient suns are forever smoldering? between dead earth and lifeless sky. There was something otherworldly in this cold abandoned plain, where every stone with a gray shadow was surrounded by an aura of mystery and mystery.

In leaving Kersaltial, Kane had no other goal than to get away from this city. Evil tongues claimed that Kane was taken away by force; that a certain sorcerer, jealous of his unfading glory and alarmed by how high Kane had risen on the ladder of power, finally managed to break the will of the hero and exile him to another century. Kane himself considered his departure more or less voluntary, justifying himself by the fact that if he really wanted to, he could easily repel this blow from his old rivals - moreover, without binding himself to any vow. Rather, everything was explained by the fact that the greatest city of all times and peoples had been stewing in its own juice for the last century. That spirit of youth, spring and rebirth, which once brought him to the still-under-construction Kersaltial, has now completely disappeared, and Boredom - Kane's eternal nemesis - began to overcome him again. He was increasingly drawn away from the city, to distant and unknown lands that had not yet tasted the presence of man. All the surprise and haste of his return to the life of a wanderer was expressed only in a more than modest amount of belongings this time: some supplies, several bags of gold, a fast horse and a sword of the famous Kersaltial steel. Those who wanted to find out whether Kane had so little strength left, as they say, could safely write a will...

With the onset of darkness, the wind rose - a cold, piercing breath of the mountains, whose peaks were still burning in the last rays of sunset. Kane shrugged his shoulders chillily and pulled his brown, mahogany-colored cloak tighter, regretting the furs left in Kersaltial. Geratlonai was a lifeless and cold valley. The nights here were often cold. Wearing a simple green wool shirt and pants and a dark leather jacket, Kane was easy prey to the cold night wind.

The previous day he had eaten the last handful of dried fruit and a slice of dried meat he had saved for the rainy day, although he had been stretching the supplies as best he could and had been eating almost nothing for the last week. Luckily, there was still quite a bit of water left. Just before the desert, he filled all the bottles, and from time to time along the road there were springs... Although, perhaps, it could not be called a road. The endless desert, many days' journey southeast of Kersaltial, was reputed to be the border of one of the kingdoms of long-gone times.

Many legends told of cities of untold antiquity buried beneath rocky hills. Therefore, Kane believed, or at least hoped, that he was following the same ancient road that led through the wilderness to the legendary mountains of the Eastern Continent. Kane decided to stick to these almost inconspicuous remnants of the ancient path, and from time to time he happened to pick up individual stones that clearly preserved the marks of a chisel, dotted with strange signs that could be a half-erased echo of the writing, fragments of which were found in the books of ancient knowledge - or could be a whimsical pattern - the creation of wind and ice.

Apart from these debris, the monotony of the landscape was broken only by sparse thickets of dry bushes and even rarer black towers of trees with lush crowns and patterned bark. There was plenty of grass, although short, for the horse; Kane himself didn’t even get himself a lizard. Indeed, such a trip into the very heart of the desert, the opposite border of which not a single mortal had reached, could be called only recklessness. But, firstly, the circumstances developed this way, and secondly, many years of adventures never weaned Kane from indulging his whims. As befits a true philosopher, he congratulated himself on having chosen a path that no enemy would dare follow.

When for the first time, in the uncertain morning haze, mountains appeared on the horizon, looking like a row of huge yellowed teeth, Kane visibly perked up. At least this meant the end of the wasteland. But the hope for quick changes noticeably faded on the same day when, already towards evening, the rocky slopes of the hills under the hooves of his horse began to rise higher and steeper - still remaining deserted and lifeless. The thorny, dry bushes that occasionally appeared in the ravines did not count.

And that evening the cold mountain air brought from somewhere a new, long-forgotten smell - the smell of smoke. The smell of an ordinary night fire is something as incredible as it is desirable in this wilderness. Kane smoothed his terribly tangled beard, like a blackberry bush, tucked stray strands of red hair under a leather bandage embroidered with azure beads, and once again, not believing his own nose, breathed in the night air. His horse walked forward more cheerfully; everything around him was quickly getting dark. And suddenly, somewhere in the distance, at the very foot of the mountains, the light of a fire appeared. “No,” Kane corrected himself. - Just a light for now. Don't delude yourself. However, if you can see it from afar, it must be a fire.”

Kane steered his horse straight towards it, moving carefully through the hills in the ghostly moonlight. A gust of wind blew in his face again - and Kane’s stomach began to growl: he smelled something hot. This argument outweighed all others. Holding his horse and standing up in the saddle, Kane began to peer into the darkness from afar, trying to determine whose camp it might be. There were no signs of housing nearby, and there could not have been any in such an unsuitable place. Not that it seemed more likely, but it seemed Kane had been lucky enough to come across a wanderer like himself. But who could it be... Kane was at a loss. No one knew anything about the inhabitants (if there were any) of the northwestern edge of the Great Southern Continent, curved like a giant bow. At the dawn of the world, the earth was inhabited not only by people.

Whoever the wanderer was who lit this fire, he was now feasting on fried meat and, at least for this reason, was not completely alien to the human race. Based on the height of the fire, Kane determined that, most likely, this was a small detachment of nomads or savages who had come from somewhere on the other side of the mountains. But the fried meat resolved his doubts. Licking his dry lips, Kane took the sword from the saddle and hung it behind his back so that the comfortable hilt was just above his right shoulder. Using extreme caution, Kane approached the fire.

Chapter 2. TWO AT THE CAMPFIRE

Kane's keen sense of smell caught the acrid smell of the animal - so strong that even the smell of smoke and roast could not overcome it. And immediately the crackling fire was obscured by someone's figure, so Kane held his horse until he was sure that he had not imagined it. Then Kane's face brightened.

There was only one man sitting hunched over the fire - if a giant can be called a man.

In his travels, Kane met and even spoke with giants, although as the world grew older, he met them less and less. They were a proud, silently aloof people. There were few of them and, disdaining the achievements of human civilization, they lived in semi-barbaric settlements far from cities. It happened, however, that Kane heard frightening stories about how this or that giant ravaged huge villages and stole babies, but such crazy giants most often turned out to be outcasts - or, as often happened, half-breed monsters.

Let's see what important events from the mythology of the peoples of Central America and Mexico in the time range (24-17 million years ago) find analogies with Indian and Iranian legends.

This is, first of all, the spinning of the firmament by the god Tlaloc (according to other versions, Mixcoatl, Xipe or Tezcatlipoca) “in the second year after the flood” that completed the Fourth Age, around a cosmic axis passing through the center of the world - Mount Colhuacan - like a drill. According to Aztec legends, this was done in order to get the first fire.

The version, of course, is very interesting - perhaps the gods really did not know any other way to produce fire. However, it still seems more likely to me that the rotation of the firmament was nothing more than the rotation of the Earth around its own axis. Indeed, as a result of the catastrophe that occurred at the turn of the Oligocene and Miocene, the planet began to rotate very slowly and, apparently, ceased to be properly protected by the electromagnetic field (perhaps this happened at the end of the early Miocene - during the time immediately preceding the spin-up, and before that the rotation of the Earth kept slowing down).

The method of spinning up the Earth was quite simple. All that was required was to break off a large piece from it, which would begin to revolve around the planet and accelerate it. Such a piece was supposed to be the Moon, which at the end of the early Miocene was still part of the Earth.

As a result of the joint efforts of the united inhabitants of the Earth (and they all possessed knowledge incomprehensible to us), the Moon was eventually torn off *. At first, the newly formed satellite was a swarm of stone blocks and “drops” of hot magma of different sizes moving away from the planet, which experienced melting under the influence of colossal gravity from the Earth. Scattered pieces of the future Moon were fused into one body, which, under the influence of gravity, took on a rounded shape. Soon it began to resemble the Sun.

Some time after the Earth began to rotate faster, the real Sun appeared (Central and South America were previously in the dark half of the Earth). For quite a long time, two “suns” rose alternately or shone simultaneously over the surface of the Earth.

“Soon one of the gods exclaimed: “Look! Look! Everyone turned their heads to the east, to where this god was pointing. The sky was red like flame, and the Sun shone brightly in the light of its golden rays. No one could look at it, it was so bright and hot. Its rays penetrated everywhere. It became light and warm on the ground.
But when the Sun had made its way, to the great surprise of the gods, a second Sun rose. It was Tecusiztecatl, who threw himself into the fire after Nanahuatzin. This second Sun did not shine as brightly as the first, but still gave a lot of light. There was no more night on earth” (A.N. Fantalov “History and Mythology of Mesoamerica”).

The movement of the “two suns” across the sky did not follow any pattern. I hope everyone understands why. The Moon was steadily moving away from the Earth and, fused into one body from the many fragments accompanying it, becoming larger and more compact. The earth accelerated more and more every day. Therefore, both the Moon and the Sun rose at different times, and most likely in different places.

The appearance of two “suns” at the beginning of the Fifth World Epoch is a brilliant example of the correspondence of the myths of the peoples of Central America and Mexico with Indian, Sumerian, Chinese, Egyptian and many other legends.

They even managed to extinguish the Second Sun by throwing a rabbit at it, after which it became the Moon. But, you see, the hot Moon should have cooled down and turned into an ordinary “cold” Moon when it was sufficiently distant from the Earth - even if no one had thrown a rabbit at it. Therefore, there is no serious reason to assert that the Aztec legends about the two suns differ from the Indian legends about the separation of the Moon from the Earth in that the latter do not mention a rabbit.

A.V. Koltypin, 2010

Ever since man consciously looked at the world, he began to wonder: how did life arise on Earth? Even in ancient times, people realized that nothing could arise on its own, so they looked around in search of God, who gave them this life. It is not surprising that many primitive peoples gave this role to the brightest celestial body - the Sun, because human life was closely connected with the cycles of solar activity.

After all, if the Sun becomes angry with people and begins to scorch the crops with merciless rays, there will be drought and famine. Or it will disappear behind the rain clouds - then don’t expect a harvest either. You couldn’t point a finger at him, stand with your back to him, or spit in the direction of the luminary.

The light of the Sun was identified with purity and divine origin. Many peoples called the Sun God by name. The Slavs called him Svarog (Horse, Dazhbog), the ancient Egyptians called him Ra (often depicted as a falcon), and the ancient Greeks called him Helios. However, in the most ancient literary sources there is a mention of another, the so-called “black Sun,” which may be the original center of our Galaxy, and perhaps the Milky Way.

Images of the “black sun” are found in the cultures of the ancient Sumerians and Babylonians. For example, the “Illustrated Encyclopedia of Symbols” contains an image of the Naram-Sina Stele, on which two suns can be seen. A bas-relief from Babylon, dating from the 9th century, also has carved images of the common Sun, Moon and Black Sun.

Greek mythology mentions Hyperion, who was considered the father of Helios (sun), Selene (Moon) and Eos (Dawn). Hyperion is the oldest, central, true first sun - the sun that is behind our planet, and therefore it is not possible to see it. The “black matter” of the Sun was personified with creative energy, and only a select few were given the opportunity to see and feel its power.

Ancient chronicles mention a country that once existed - sunny Hyperborea, which was inhabited by people with paranormal abilities - the Hyperboreans. Instead of blood, the energy of the Black Sun flowed in their veins, and the Third Eye was their visual organ. Representatives of this “superior race” lived on the territory of the North Pole, where the “other”, the Central Sun, rose.”

However, over time, it lost its power, began to fade and turned into the Black Sun. Hyperborea began to disappear under water and become covered with a layer of ice, and its inhabitants left in a hurry to settle throughout the entire earth. The light of the Black Sun no longer illuminated the once great Hyperborea with bright light, and in the black rays of the fading first sun this country became invisible.

However, to this day, some continue to believe that a “blue island” - a Center for the revival of life - is hidden in the ice of the Arctic. The Nazi organization Ahnenerbe, which paid great attention to the occult, was also actively searching for this Center.

Until now, the activities and successes of this organization are classified, but the following is known: fascist intelligence agents intensively searched for people with paranormal abilities: telepaths, clairvoyants, psychics, in order to then use their power to carry out their plans. It is quite possible that such people are the descendants of the legendary Hyperboreans, and contain particles of “black fire”.