the atlanteans and the law

Didn’t you always wonder how the old somnambulistic-clairvoyant Atlanteans took care of legal matters? Well, turns out they didn’t.

‘We should first explain that what we are accustomed to name “mankind” is only the product of the so-called fifth root-race. This was preceded by another human race, the fourth root-race, which lived on a continent that should be thought of as lying between present-day Europe and America. This continent was Atlantis. Here our ancestors had quite a different form and an entirely different civilisation. The ancient Atlantean did not possess a developed intellect and mind, but he was equipped with fine somnambulistic-clairvoyant forces. Logical power, a combining intellect, science and art, such as they exist now, did not exist in ancient Atlantis, for man’s faculties of thought and feeling were quite different. At that time, he could not have combined thoughts, nor could he have reckoned, counted, or read; as men do now; yet certain somnambulistic-clairvoyant spiritual forces lived in him. He could understand the language of Nature and could hear God speak to him in the murmuring waves; he could understand the rolling thunder, the rustling forest, the delicate aromas of the flowers; he could understand this language of Nature and was in the whole of Nature. At that time, no law or jurisprudence were needed to come to an understanding with one’s neighbour; the Atlantean just went out and listened to the sounds of the trees and of the wind and these told him what he had to do.’

(Steiner, March 7, 1907.)

4 thoughts on “the atlanteans and the law

  1. At that time, no law or jurisprudence were needed to come to an understanding with one’s neighbour; the Atlantean just went out and listened to the sounds of the trees and of the wind and these told him what he had to do.’

    Yes, let me tell you a story. Once upon a time in Atlantis, there were 2 neighbors living in adjacent tree-houses who had a territorial dispute. One neighbor named Tlapion went out on his deck and his big old tree got his attention by dropping a dozen seedlings onto Tlapion’s head: “Pssst, Tlapion!” said the tree, ” See all those seedlings I just dropped on your head?”

    Yeah, said Tlapion, puzzled.

    “Pick them all up and put them into a basket. Here’s the deal. I want you to go out into the woods and plant all of my new seedlings thus making a whole new grove of me, and then, in return, when the next big storm comes up, I’ll fall over on your neighbor Bwahapa and crush him in his bed.”

    “Great, but wait! You’ll be just as dead as Bwahapa. I don’t want that on my sleeping conscience.”

    “No, you don’t understand. It’s really win-win for us both. Yes, I’ll be as dead as Bwahapa, but when you plant those seedlings, I’ll be reincarnating in that new grove.”

    “All right! It’s a deal! When can you talk to the storm gods? I can’t wait!”

    Right at that moment, dark clouds began to coalesce just above the horizon.

    “Is that rolling thunder I hear?” marveled Tlapion

    “Your every wish is my command now.” said the tree. “But remember nothing will happen while you’re awake. You really need to sleep on this one.”

    “I love you, Big Tree. May I give you a hug?”

    “OK, but please don’t pick my bark.”

    Tlapion hugged the tree then went inside and quickly fell off into his normal somnolent state. The rest, as they say, is history. . . . OK would you believe mythology? (Ah, whatever! It still gets taught in Waldorf schools!)

    THE END

    Moral: And that’s why all those present-day environmentally-aware green eco-fascists got to be known as “tree-huggers.”

  2. is that your interpretation though, Tom? Excellent.

    On the other hand Poseidon says none of it is true and they simply clubbed each other to death.

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