Places that no longer Exist: Georgia Guidestones

Date Visited: July 2008

Making our way through Georgia on the way back to Florida from Tennesse in the year 2008, we stopped by a place known to many conspiracy theorists and tin hat wearers around the globe. Yes, I’m talking about the Georgia Guidestones, otherwise known as “America’s Stonehenge”.

Sadly, at 4 a.m. on July 6th someone else decided for the rest of the world that this structure did not fit in with their ideology. Or perhaps they were just bored and felt like blowing something up. Whatever the reasoning, the sculpture was damaged to the point that the remaining structure needed to be brought down for public safety reasons.

Wow, that cute little guy, our son, is now 26 years old! Time flies!

There was a time, when we were much younger, that conspiracies like those surrounding the Georgia Guidestones would give us the creeps. After all, there are some pretty dystopian sounding suggestions made on these stones.

  • Maintain humanity under 500,000,000 in perpetual balance with nature (Yikes!)
  • Guide reproduction wisely – improving fitness and diversity (Eugenics)
  • Unite humanity with a living new language (The stuff of the book of Revelation)
  • Rule passion – faith – tradition – and all things with tempered reason (actually good advice)
  • Protect people and nations with fair laws and just courts (define fair and just)
  • Let all nations rule internally resolving external disputes in a world court (mixed emotions here)
  • Avoid petty laws and useless officials (GOOD ADVICE!)
  • Balance personal rights with social duties (define what constitutes duty)
  • Prize truth – beauty – love – seeking harmony with the infinite (subjective)
  • Be not a cancer on the earth -Leave room for nature -Leave room for nature (Yup!)

And if you’re really into the whole planet Nibiru thing, or the tall whites (or grays) – the ruling class of satanic alien invaders playing puppeteer with our elected officials – then the astronomical significance of this site just adds a whole lot of fuel to this fire. However…

The purpose of this story is not to determine whether the suggestions made on these stones are really some secret societies outline to total world domination, or just the local quarry trying to bring tourism to an otherwise middle-of-the-road Georgia Town, it’s to pay homage to the things that are lost and only remain in our memories, or through pictures, or printed books, or even chiseled tablets.

Personally, I like reading about the speculations and imaginations of others. I’ve always been a science fiction and fantasy writing fan. I’m a bibliophile – I love books and old stories, whether written on paper or engraved on ancient stone tablets. It’s fun to let your mind play in the relm of “what if” scenarios and imagine the age-old battle of evil against good that threads its way from the most ancient of literature to today’s block buster movies. This battle, or disguised discussion on moral conduct, served to developed – through the art of story – the basis of accepted moral norms. Now, whether those notions continue to hold up under today’s social climate is likely debatable, and with that said, I will attest that I’ve stayed out of politics since finding my way to a peaceful existence, so we’ll leave that discussion off the table.

So, back to the Guidestones.

Probably what I lament the most when I hear a story like the destruction of this site, is the idea that maybe by these very means so much has been erased from history that we will never really get to the truth of who we are as a species. Imagine what was lost forever when the Libraries of Alexandrea were burned to the ground, or the destruction of the temple in Jerusalem, or even when the Tibetan monasteries were destroyed. How do you recreate what you don’t know you’ve lost? How do you research the origin of truth when every path leads you to a dead end?

In reflection, I suppose that what I’m trying to say, is that what once started as just a quirky little roadside stop on a fun summer vacation, has now been forever transformed in my mind to something akin to a symbol of truth martyred.

It’s interesting how time changes perspective. Two days ago, I had almost forgotten about these stone slabs, but after yesterday I never will.

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