How I came to Hawai'i

I was first brought to Hawai'i by a Kahuna, an elder and healer of the Hawai'ian people. Together, our two families lived in a little house in Volcano village, on the peak of Kilauea volcano, the most active volcano on the planet. When I arrived, the lava flows were adding acre after acre of the newest land on earth. This new land would form in shelves, floating on the sea, and then sometimes dozens of acres at a time would break off and crash into the waters of the Pacific. The little village of Kalapana was replaced by ribbons of shimmering irridescent lava. The black sand beach was being covered, yet new beaches were forming overnight by the creative power of the mineral kingdom. The last house on the road along the old beachfront to be spared is that of Uncle Robert, a full-blooded and noble Hawaiian man whose immense stature is only surpassed by the size of his heart. Uncle Robert, who caretakes garments worn by Hawai'i's first saint, Blessed Damien of Molokai (but first of the island of Hawai'i), had placed blessed scapulars made of wool atop the stone walls that mark the boundary of his little farm. As the lava flowed around the property on three sides, it filled in the sea in front of his house until it was higher than than the stone wall itself. The heat burnt the bushes growing between the rocks. Yet the scapulars remained, and to this day the lava is piled up at the boundary, but never breaches the vessel where both the temporal and spiritual kingdoms meet.

Likewise, when I arrived in Hawai'i, the traditional heiau of my Kahuna's family line had been outlined on all sides by fresh lava, forming a kipuka, like a belly button, a navel, in the sea of fresh mineral wealth poured forth upon the garden. From that vantage point, looking over the flow toward Uncle Robert's village of Kalapana, one could still see what is buried completely today, the twisted steel I-beams of the old visitors center for the Volcanoes National Park. That heiau ruled spiritually over the district of the volcano itself, the modern home of Pele, guardian angel of the volcano. The day my Kahuna first moved to Volcano in 1959, having been raised by her grandparents on Oahu, Pele greeted her with the most spectacular lava fountain of our age: 550 meters in the air from the base of the 120 foot deep sacred Kilauea Iki crater. The area covered in ash and scoria can be seen from what is now called Devastation Trail. But even back in 1866, when Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens) arrived on the steamship Ajax, he called the Kilauea caldiera, which was a bubbling lake of molten lava at the time, "the Kingdom of Desolation." It is truely a moon-scape, as is Pele's other haunt atop 13,777 foot Mauna Loa, which is now inflating, filling with the red flower of fire which has constructed these islands, which that same world traveller Mark Twain called ''The loveliest fleet of islands that lies anchored in any ocean.'' This fleet of islands, with Hawai'i as the flagship is actually an archipelago which extends its mark on the Pacific plate all the way to the Aleutian trench in Alaska. As a nation, the Kingdom of Hawai'i was the 6th member of the family of nations and still enjoys full rights of sovereignty by the Law of Nations. Because it is the most isolated landmass on the planet, it is also the only nation with historically unambiguous borders. For this reason, it has become the first nation on Earth to have a constitution written that makes it a noun, a place qualifying as a nation in the Truth, a Kingdom as a fact, even as this age of fiction begins its final grasp at playing the Evil Empire in worship of its unholy trinity GOD: Gold, Oil and Drugs.

This massive ‘shield’ volcano we live on here is the largest natural orgone energy accumulator on earth. It is composed of alternating layers of insulating lava and conductive soil. It is a capacitor for energy. This is why Hawai’i was and is still known as the Healing Island. It is the remnant of the garden. It is nearing the time for Eden to be restored. Out from Hawai'i flows the healing gift of love, aloha (breath) and the mineral angels that animate all creation. Please join us in this, our feast of thanksgiving.

Hawai'i may soon reign over all of 'Lemuria' (the land beneath the Pacific Ocean) once more, as prophecies and visions, including my own which preceded my knowledge of any others, see a coming age of a new heavens and new earth with no oceans. In my lucid vision, the ocean was vaporized from East to West leaving dry land as the wall of water rapidly receded. This is reminiscent of the parting of the waters for Moses, but it is planetary. Will the waters be parted for us? The near instantaneous dryness of the land is also reminiscent of the miracle of the sun at Fatima, Portugal, witnessed by 70,000 and reported in the media world-wide. Despite the pronouncement of the Vatican that the third prophecy of Fatima has been fulfilled, millions still await the Truth. What the Vatican revealed in 2001 was one of two documents relating to the third secret. The one they are still hiding, which our Queen asked to be made public by 1960 lest dire consequences befall both the Church and the world, will come true within the lifetime of the third visionary of Fatima, Lucy, who is now 94 years of age. If there were no further secret of Fatima, there would be no reason for Lucy to be the only Carmelite nun in the whole Catholic Church who is not permitted to see even a bishop without special permission from the Holy Father in Rome. According to those few who have read the third secret, it prophecies that the Pope (John Paul II) will be shot dead. There will likely be an Anti-Pope and/or false Jewish Messiah who will be hailed by the world for promoting an illusion of world peace, and the temple will likely be rebuilt in Jerusalem, where such plans and even the collection of the stones for the massive project are well underway. The Dome of the Rock would stand right next to the New Temple, if it is located as it was before on the Temple Mount, however, the true Temple must have the Ark of the Covenant and the other sacred fixtures in place to be fulfilled, and these may rest in a cave beneath Golgotha (Calvary; the Skull) where Christ's blood dripped down upon it through the crack in the earth opened by the earthquake when he gave up his ghost. This sealed the new covenant, at the same moment the cloth was torn in the temple revealing the emptyness of the Holy of Holies.

Russia, which is once again a nation, will finally be consecrated (for real) as requested by the Blessed Virgin Mary at Fatima who promises that Russia will be converted. Today, the average life expectancy of Russian men is 48 years because of the persecution there by the premeditated New-World-Order plan. The only church today which is prohibited from repairing or building any structures is the Catholic Church. As in China, much of the real spiritual activity is happening 'underground', out in the open fields. Things are definitely speeding up and heating up here on planet Earth. The coming chastisement is said to be one of fire. Are we as a people dragging our feet against the Divine Will, and is this the friction that will ultimately ignite radical change in 2012? Is global warming from burning Bush's oil from Hell? Are we releasing demons from the underworld as we greedily consume the last years of oozing black souls of lifeless, long-dead plants and giant reptilian beasts? Are the families that rule this game, like the Bushes, bin Ladens, Rockefellers and Rothchilds infested with spiritual parasites from a past age condemned for eternity to the geological carbon cycle? If so, what is called for is fasting and prayer. We must fast from using their oil, their fiat money which chains us in debt slavery, their banks or their drugs. Just say no to drugs: petrochemical pharmaceuticals and CIA-pushed narcotics. We must begin making complete, informed choices. Buying what is shown on media owned by a war machine like GE is buying war. We have no time to be distracted by the new Roman Coliseum, the Devil's Tabernacle (television). We need to tell a vision of hope, of life, liberty and the persuit of holiness.We need to shout the good news from the housetops. THE WAR IS OVER. GOD WINS! Light shines on darkness, and darkness is no more. Our bodies heal themselves. We live forever. We let go of our bodies' form and it is regenerated in its perfection. We are 33 in perfect health forever. A good friend once showed me after she left. She is a very beautiful soul. I always knew that.

Queen Mary has also promised to take care of converting our Moslem brothers and sisters. Though they do not yet call her their Queen, she is the most revered of all women, even above Mohammed's beloved daughter, whose name by no mere chance is Fatima.

Where I grew up in New York, the Empire State, there is a major geological fault line running north from ground zero, the capital of the new financial Empire, and the first capital of the American experiment. That fault nearly opened as the present Atlantic Ocean, as did the Connecticut River valley, which leads to the north woods where I attended Dartmouth College. The failed rift zone in New York, however, has a longer history. In a past age, there had been an ocean there, and this fault marks the suture of two continents. Along that fault line is a very special hill shaped like a snake. It is even called Snake Hill. Toward the peak of that hill it becomes a ridge with cliffs to East and West affording spectacular views of the Hudson and Mohawk River valleys, the Catskill and Adirondack Mountains, and rising above the banks of the Hudson, the Empire State Plaza office tower built by Governor Nelson Aldrich Rockefeller as the second largest government complex in the nation. In 1981 I visited a wildlife sanctuary on Long Island that afforded a similar dramatic view of the World Trade Center's Twin Towers. An angel in dapper New York style complete with a trenchcoat, hat, scarf and sunglasses let me in on the clue that when those towers were no longer visible it would be the beginning of the end. Three days before the towers fell, I launched this website. That was also the end of the ancient Egyptian calendar. 11 years later, marked symbolically by the buildings themselves, the Mayan calendar would end. The difference between the reckoning of the Eastern and Western pyramid builders may be not so much a question of temporal accuracy as one of spatial perspective. The old Empire is centered in the Atlantean ocean: Time and Space are reckoned from Greenwich, Value and Power from London. The 'new' Empire would center its Value (Wall Street) and Power (United Nations) in the New York, the Empire State, the first capitol and the capital capitol of the American Experiment. But the real shift for which we prepare our beings, body, mind and spirit is perhaps in 2012 with a global resonance shift into the planetary space of God's Will as we align with the Milky Way's galactic plane. This is a fulfillment of Christ's prayer: "Thy Will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven." What better way to celebrate the second millenial anniversary of His first teaching in His Father's House in Jerusalem (Jeru = New; Salem = Peace). Where will the new true capitol be? Will New Jerusalem come down on old Jerusalem? on Rome? on Kuwait? on Hawai'i?

At the absolute head of Snake Hill is an outcropping of quartz rock surrounded by cliffs on three sides. The rock itslef, scoured by the last glacier, forms the exact shape of a snake's head, jaw open. In an indentation of that head, like a crushed skull, stands a statue of Mary crushing the serpent's head. Like my brother Jesus, I leave her in my brother John's care.

Writing 11/22/2002

G.M. Swartwout, O.D., D.N.

Hawaii-Noni