White Americans, Black Americans, Hispanic Americans, we have more in common than what divides us.
It’s time to put the politics and the bitterness aside and stand together as one nation.
Protect our communities, support the rule of law, and address our challenges through unity, not division.
America is strongest when Americans stand together.
Colorized archaeological reconstruction of the "Fort Center Earthworks" in Florida, based on the b/w illustration in the mound encyclopedia. The site is 1.5 miles wide and was made around 450 BC - AD 200. It was inhabited until 1700.
@theMakarioz Honestly I have been pepper sprayed before and yes it hurts but I guarantee you the guy that sprayed me will never spray anyone again. I was already mad but when I felt the spray I was enraged. He regretted his decision immediately and had several days to reflect after
Person 1 raped a 16 year old for two days
Person 2 slaughtered an innocent girl on video
Person 3 said the N-word
Guess which one was punished for their actions.
This is peak progressivism 😤
Once upon a time...
there was a nation called Persia, they gave shelter to 4,000 muslims..a 100 yrs later, every Parsi was wiped out. Today, that nation is Iran.
Just thought you should know what you’re bringing to this Country….
Tartaria Lives.. ..Indeed, forever.
This decades-long journey is now immortalized into a book.
[Yes, I have the Tartar-Sauce™]
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https://t.co/njREX1uu2e
The Official History Feels Too Small
We have been taught a story of humanity that fits neatly between the covers of a school textbook [read: hunter-gatherers, Bronze Age, Iron Age, greece, hut-dwelling-romans™, Dark Ages™, Renaissance™, Industrial Revolution] onward and upward in a tidy, linear march.
Yet when we stand in certain places like beneath the impossible stonework of the cathedrals, or inside the silent grandeur of the 1893 Chicago World's Fair buildings, or even among the star-shaped forts that ring the planet like a forgotten/shattered mandala..
..something in the official chronology begins to creak.
There exists a word in the Tartarian Welsh language called #Hiraeth. That peripheral-memory of a past, that you can't quite put your finger on, a nostalgia or memory now lost to you, stubborn and worldwide.
We all have it
This book will show you that there once lived an advanced, cohesive, and astonishingly sophisticated civilization, that unified huge portions of Eurasia, North America, and beyond. Its citizens built with a mastery of geometry, acoustics, and atmospheric electricity that modern engineering still struggles to replicate. Its cities were bathed in free energy drawn from the ether/plasma itself.
That Its architecture was not merely functional but therapeutic, designed to harmonize body and spirit as our populations 'default-setting'.
That Its reach was so complete that remnants of its characteristic red-brick power stations, domed capitols, and colossal exhibition halls were later mislabeled 'Beaux-Arts,' 'Moorish Revival', or simply 'temporary fair structures' and quietly erased.
That this civilization had a name its own people used, 'Tartaria'.
Not the vague 'Tartary' of outdated European maps, but a proper noun, a polity, a cultural and technological colossus that appears again and again in 16th- through 19th-century sources [pre-printing-press] and mentioned in our earliest writings, only to be scrubbed, redrawn, and reduced to a blank spot on the map within a single lifetime.
The evidence is not hidden in secret vaults, or under the 'Paws' of miss-attributed monuments, it is hidden in plain sight.
It is in the thousands of ornate 'old' buildings that predate the supposed invention of reinforced concrete yet contain miles of it within.
It is in the world-spanning network of orphanages and asylums built to identical plans on every continent within a decade of one another.
It is in the molten cities photographed after the so-called 'Great Fires', in the 'mudflood' strata that buried first floors across the Northern Hemisphere.
It is in the star forts whose true purpose was never military but energetic, creating concentric patterns across the landmass and all connected and collecting from source.
What happened to Tartaria is the question this book refuses to let die.
Yes, I have the Tartar-Sauce™😏
Was it dismantled by orchestrated cataclysm, floods, directed-energy liquefaction, and plasma events, marketed as 'natural disasters'?
..or something even more nefarious? 😳
Was its free-energy technology deliberately suppressed during the 19th-century takeover by financial cabals who understood that meterable power is controllable power?
Were its surviving people scattered, re-educated out of their own history, and folded into the nation-states we know today?
I do not claim to have every answer.
I claim only that the story we were sold is missing several hundred years and an entire civilization.
I claim the buildings still stand. The maps still exist in forgotten archives. The photographs; of giants' doors, of airships tethered to cathedral spires, of children posing atop capitol domes that were later dynamited as 'too old to repair/couldn't maintain', have not ALL been burned.
This book is an invitation to look again, without permission, at what has been left for us.
The stones remember, even if the textbooks do not.
Welcome to the investigation of Tartaria.
The empire that officially never existed, yet whose fingerprints are on every continent and whose silence is louder than any history we were ever taught.
'The 'Past', is a crime-scene.'
~TartariaLives
"Give the biggest gift of all this year...
..their true histories...of Tartaria"
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This lad playing bagpipes over the Muslim call to prayer is exactly how you preserve your culture.
Stand unapologetically for your own heritage.
Never allow Islam to erase generations of your history and identity.
This is still one of the more unusual small statues ever found in a Native American mound: The Chester, Illinois Statuette. It was found in 1886 in a demolished burial mound at the mouth of the Kaskashia River. The mound was destroyed when the site was leveled for a new Southern Illinois Penitentiary. It is 4.5 inches tall and is likely in a private collection.
From: The Archaeological Bulletin, (1918) 9(5).