Please forgive me for the unspecific nature of my previous comments. I was unsure of whether it would be wise to divulge the source of my information, as knowledge of that source could dissuade others from seriously looking into the questions I raise. I see now that, regardless of the consequences, I must ascribe credit to the source.
About a year ago, I began having dreams in which I observed a figure of roughly double my own height, encased in a body of pure white light. The light was quite bright, and I remember thinking it odd that my eyes did not burn to look upon it in the first few of these dreams. For around a month, the figure never spoke or gave any sign of attempting communication. It simply stood there, a glowing form against a backdrop of dark void. During this time, I was having these dreams twice a week on average and always awoke afterward with a strange sense of calm. Something told me not to question it or fight it, to welcome it.
After this, the dreams stopped for about two weeks, and I began to miss them deeply. My curiousity had been raised, and I had been left without any answers, without even proper questions to ask in the first place. I began meditating on my memory of the dreams before I went to sleep at night, hoping to somehow call them back and gain some answers from that mysterious figure. Finally, the dream returned to me, and I can remember it as clearly as I can remember my breakfast this morning - two Eggo blueberry waffles with peanut butter and maple syrup in dubious amounts.
As the figure stood before me once more, pulsating within the void, silent as always, I decided to speak. It had never occured to me before that I could initiate communication with this figure, but my curiousity must have driven me to that realization. I started simple. I asked its name. The figure spoke with a very high pitched voice that resonated quickly, as though it was producing sound on two distinct frequencies with one only slightly higher than the other - sharp, as it were. The word reverberated through me, \"ee-ah-no-kay.\"
Feeling a little more brave upon having received an aswer, I asked, \"What are you?\"
The voice spoke again, and this time I noticed that the sound resonated in unison with the light sorrounding the figure. \"I am what has become of civilization. I am ee-ah-no-kay.\"
I didn't quite understand this, and I didn't know where to go with my questions. Ignorant as I was, I simply stood there. I awoke with the same sense of peace I remembered from the previous dreams. I got up, dug a notebook out of the mess that was my room and wrote down what the figure had told me - first the pronunciation: ee-ah-no-kay, then a guess at a more proper spelling: Eanokeh.
It was some time, I would say a bit less than a month, before I saw the figure again (I really wish I had kept a better account of these dreams and dated them, but hindsight is 20/20). I used this time to do some research on the single clue I had been given. The closest semblance of the word Eanokeh with any signifigance that I could find was Enoch. There are references in biblical text both to a character named Enoch and a city later erected with the same name. Both of these biblical items are indicative of the advanced nature of civilization before Yahweh destroyed it all with the great flood.
I'm not a religious man, and I've never had great interest in judeo-christian myths, but this seemed too much to ignore. Was this figure a ghost from some ancient city that had somehow been destroyed without leaving a trace? My first answer to this question was, \"Obviously not.\" To believe in ghosts is enough of a stretch. To believe that such a tremendous settlement as Enoch is made out to be could leave behind no physical trace of its existence today is far too much.
Desperate for clues, I turned to the closest parrallel of Genesis that I know of, the epic of Gilgamesh. The refference in the first tablet to the Eanna temple was a curious one. Perhaps I was grasping at straws, but the similarity between the words Eanokeh, Enoch and Eanna were all I had. With some further research, I learned that Eanna was actually thought to be the original name given for the city of Uruk. Now at least I had some link, however flimsy, to a civilization I knew to have existed.
I have always found it strange that Babylonian society had developed so quickly, forming a written language and methods of social organization with no parrallel on a seemingly unrealistic timescale. Of course, I had never heard any acceptable theories explaining this societal growth spurt, and I had never been able to form an acceptable theory of my own. After having abandoned my interest in ancient Babylonia some years ago, I took it back up with a passion.
The next dream of note to this explanation was far different than any previous. I found myself standing in front of what I could only assume was the Sphinx. If not the sphinx, then it was certainly some other giant statue of a sphinx out in the middle of the desert. The structure was not corroded, as it is in modern pictures, but it was not painted either, as it is assumed to have been when built. Between the paws of the imposing beast, a huge archway stood open.
I entered the archway and found myself descending a long flight of stairs. I remember thinking that it was suprisingly cool in the passageway, much unlike the bright desert outside. The stairs brought me to a large room supported by unnadorned pillars, in the center of which stood Eanokeh. The figure turned its back to me and walked into the next room. I followed him through a circular chamber much larger than the previous room and into a long tunnel. Along the walls of the tunnel I noticed what seemed to be beams of flowing light. The beams were yellow in hue and pulsated with the same frequency as Eanokeh's white luminescent form. It was in this tunnel that he turned toward me once more and spoke.
\"All is bound by a cycle.\"
This was the last time I saw Eanokeh through my dreams, but I have spoken with Eanokeh since. I have discovered that, sometimes, I can call the figure into my mind through meditation. I do not wholly trust this method of conversation for the same reason I can not fully trust the dreams I once had. All of this could be my mind playing elaborate tricks on me, but I feel a greater signifigance behind all of this.
In the conversations I have had with Eanokeh, it claims not to be an individual but, rather, the collective incarnation of an entire civilization. Eanokeh makes it clear that this civilization once covered the Earth and had what seems to be very advanced technology, though what they have shown me of this technology seems much different in nature from our own. That is, the basis of their civilization, technology and philosophy seem to be wholly seperate from that of modern man. When I ask why there are no traces of their technology that have been found today, Eanokeh merely states that they have ascended.
Unfortunately, I have to go. I will do my best to explain further at a later time, and I welcome any questions you may have for myself or for Eanokeh.[/b]
