Back in the 1990s, I read Zecharia Sitchin.  He died a few years ago. His work was a little dense but I loved it.  Recently and for no apparent reason, I’ve been thirsting for his writings.  So I have indulged, going back to old and reading a few new things.

Sitchin has been debunked by a lot of people.  They may be right.  Who knows.  What I find compelling about him is that he is meticulous in documenting his sources and doesn’t go into a lot of speculation.  He is just a scientist, an archeologist, trying to make sense of what he thinks he’s reading in ancient relics.

An expert in ancient Middle East archeology, he has “read and deciphered” thousands of clay tablets unearthed throughout the Middle East, Egypt and more and representing thousands of years of records from kings, priests and others.  There’s also a fair amount of writing arguably authored by “them”.  A fascinating and kinda comprehensive one is “The Lost Book of Enki”.

Recently, a dear friend of mine lost her partner to leukemia.  She is devastated.  Being a fully present and centered person in her daily life, she is in crumbles today.  “Why?  Why?  Why?  How could something so horrific and painful happen to such a beautiful person?”  “What am I supposed to do with my life now?”  “What does this all mean?”

After reading a lot of Sitchin and related topics recently, I have been trying to figure out “what it all means” myself.  Particularly, in light of my liberal cultural philosophies I have laid out in this blog and the firm belief in our ancestry as the tribal hunter gatherer determining our basic nature, I am now at a little bit of a loss.

To summarize Sitchin, he has made sense of the myth of creationism and has reconciled it with evolution.  Quite a feat.  If what he says is true, and that’s a big if, then it all makes sense.  That’s why I “almost” want it to be true.  But if it is, it is also a sad conclusion and one that leads us to the inevitable place that says “Why?  Just because”.  “What am I supposed to do now?  Nothing new.  Just live day by day because there is no purpose and nothing makes sense”.  Pretty existentialist.  Should we all march down despair lane towards an inevitable spiritual and emotional death?  The choice is yours, ours.  For now, I stick to my plan to be the best Doctor Conde I can be every day.  Channel light and love just because selfishly it feels good to me and I revel in seeing others being filled with light and love as well.

The “Anunnaki” landed on Earth 450,000 years ago.  A homo-sapiens race from a distant planet called Nibiru.  They came to exploit gold.  Technologically advanced, ethically and emotionally lacking.  Spiritual??  No clue other than their belief in a “Creator of All”.

Enki, the chief scientist of the mission, crafted “primitive man” by genetically manipulating African primates (Homo Erectus?  Neanderthal Man?) to become bipedal slave workers with sufficient intellect to follow directions and fingers suitable for fine motor skills.  This worked for the most part.

But then Enki, seemingly one of the “good guys with a heart” among the mostly ruthless bunch, also seemed to have quite a sexual appetite.  One day he decided to impregnate two different “primitive girls” and voila, Adam and Eve, “civilized man”.  Many of the Anunnaki followed suit.

So this is the perfect recipe for current racism.  How much Anunnaki blood do we really have vs. “primitive man”?  Hmmm.  This could turn into a disaster.

In preparation for the upcoming biblical deluge, which happened 13,000 years ago, Enki advised his son Noah (yep, another Earthly fling for our father Enki) what to do and gave him the plans for a “submarine”.  The other Anunnaki thought it was the greatest opportunity to let humanity die out since we had become so numerous and pesky (“too loud”).  But Enki saved Noah, saved us…

After the deluge, the Anunnaki changed venues to America for their gold mining operations.  Seems like a more gentle and tender side (or faction) of them came here.  In the old Middle East, they decided to give the “civilized man” an actual “civilization”.  And voila, Sumer, Egypt and all the subsequent kingdoms of antiquity.  The Anunnaki then became “the gods”.  Quite an ego.  A lot of exploitation.  What during hundreds of thousands of years had been slavery to exploit natural resources now became slavery to go to war on behalf of the horribly infighting Anunnaki.

Following military debacle, disunity, wars of succession, nuclear blasting, the Anunnaki decided to leave in 500BC and poof, gone they were just as they had come.

And how about Jesus?  Any Anunnaki connection?  Some writers seem to want to believe that.  It would round up the scene nicely.  But not Sitchin.  He doesn’t believe in it.  To him, Jesus was part of the hysteria arising from the expectation that “our gods would come back”.

Quite a story.  Syncs up with the bible nicely.  Would be “an explanation” that jives with at least part of the archeological record.  Also jives with the “ancient astronaut” theory that explains so many things from antiquity (anyone seen the perfectly carved huge rocks in Peru?).  Is it true?  That, dear reader, is for you to decide for yourself.  I doubt we will have an actual Anunnaki show up on NBC nightly news any time soon.  But who knows.  But if it is, the consequences would be enormously profound, wouldn’t they?

That’s all for today, my “civilized man/woman” brothers and sisters.  Something to ponder for today…