Por GP Vaca
There are seven very extensive archaeological
sites in Ecuador that I have discovered. The first is in Northern Ecuador which is always ignored by the government due to the different economic interests of several groups of people. But I am here to present evidence to the contrary.
I have a great story to tell and something to reveal, and yet once again it will simply be ignored. However, the facts are there, and no matter how long it takes the truth remains among the ruins buried under the fertile ground of the Imbabura mountains. The evidence is all around, the entire region of Ecuador and the names of every single place have been telling us the truth, and yet Ecuadorians, historians, and governments simply disregard the facts and the history. In great part because history will need to be rewritten when these facts are known.
We cannot expect or even hope that the establishment would correct the issue. They have been lying and teaching that the languages of the Kitus (Quitus) Kichwa, Kichua, and Kechua, are the language of the Incas. It was not. The Incas spoke Puquina. But if they were to admit that fact, then the whole castle of lies would crumble.
I came to learn these facts on the day of my first communion. It has been 52 years since then and I have been conducting research in silence. I needed to learn the facts and gather enough evidence for what I was about to reveal.
I was only a seven-year-old child back in 1970, so I did not realize back then, the meaning and the importance of what happened the day of my first communion. Furthermore, I had all intentions to disregard and ignore what I was being told by my grandmother. As a matter of fact, I thought she was totally insane but, for some reason, I kept silent about what she had told me.
The day of my first communion
I must first tell you I did not have a very good relationship with my father and even less with my grandmother. So, on the day of my first communion, I was shocked that she attended the ceremony at the church. Even more, shocked when she showed up at my house later to celebrate.
Earlier that year we had celebrated her birthday, and my grandmother had spoken badly of my mother. I was already angry that my brothers and I had not been invited to the main table but had been served the food on a block of concrete on their patio where they washed the clothes. I dared to go before the entire family and tell them that if I was not going to be treated with respect and I was being forced to listen to absurd lies about my mother, then they could take their food and shove it where the sun does not shine. Afterward, my cousins who were much older and much stronger than me started getting up the table and my father was going straight for his belt. I left running like a soul getting out of hell. So, the only thing I could think of on the day of my first communion seeing my paternal grandmother was. Why is my grandmother doing here?
Then, once we were at the celebration is my house, my grandmother called me and told me that she wanted me to come with her. She took my hand, and we walked about a mile away from my house. We reached a small waterfall, and she stepped inside behind the waterfall, and she pulled me rather forcefully to follow her, as expected there was nothing but a massive rock, although there was a small space behind. But my grandmother introduced her hand somewhere among the rocks and suddenly the whole back rock moved and led to a small chamber where a stairway went down to a larger chamber. We went downstairs and there was a small stone table with four cups of refined clay or java, but they were shiny. The cups were on each side of the table and a larger cup was in the center. There was a stream of water running on the side and a small canal where the water streamed my grandmother picked up water and left it in one of the cups, and then she picked up soil stored in a clay jar at the corner of the chamber, then she took some oil from another clay jar and poured that oil on another cup on the table. She then lighted up a match and set fire to the oil on the other cup, in the next cup she blew on the cup several times, and then the cup in the center lighted up. As soon as that happened another larger wall at the end of the chamber and opposite the stairwell opened up. There was a large room. I am not sure how deep and how big, there were all kinds of things, some seemed to be of gold, and there were things stored in baskets of carrizo straws. She went inside and took out a strange object. It had a strange shape, it looked like something made out of twisted roots as if intertwined, and on one end became a pointed lance, and on the other, it bulged almost into a spherical shape at the tip, she blew on it and there came sounds that had a particular frequency because I had to cover my ears, although there was barely any sound. Then my grandmother claimed she was the last living descendant of Atahualpa. She told me that her full name was Carmen Erazo Atabalipa on her identification card, but that had been done to protect herself, but her real name was Carmen Atabalipa. She told me that her name was the true name of Atahualpa, that the royal name would die with her as there were no other true descendants but us, but to protect them, she had kept that fact secret. Then after some chants in a language, I did not know. I had no knowledge until that day that we even had any native blood. I had no clue she was indigenous. Maybe she was speaking in Kiwa or Quichua, and then she told me she was naming me the "bearer of the scepter" and heir of the kingdom of the Karaenki which meant "followers of Enki", the lord of the Earth, creator of humanity. It was 1970, long before any of the Sumerian tablets and long before any such discoveries may have been published, so there was no way for her to know what scientists have discovered since then. She then told me the following story, to the best of my recollection.
"200,000 years ago, Kain the grandson of the creator, whose name was Enki, a powerful Elohim who had created humans. Kain had been exiled to the heart of the mountains of the Mountainland for killing his brother Abael. All the names of our mountains are in the language of the creator. So pay attention for that is the key to the truth so it can never be stolen. The names are in the language of the creator. Imbabura means land of the harvest and the lakes. ABA is lakes, BURA is land of Harvest. Yanaurco is in reality Iannakurco- Kurco in bounty, abudance of gold, they are all mountains filled with gold. Chin-Bora-Azo Means the supreme mountain that leaves you speechless. Kain is our ancestor, all the tribes of the Kiwa, Kichua, Kichwa, Kichua, and Kechua language are his descendants. That was how their father lord ENKI had decreed. He had come from Heaven and he had altered humans. In a Pyramid of sound in La Mana he had altered more to make us stronger. He he had been the lord creator of men, and Kain had established one of his many kingdoms in Imbabura. My grandmother told me that every name all around the province has been left to bring back his name.
Imbabura forever will be known as the land of harvest and the lakes, that is unchangeable for it is in the language of the creator. Chachimbiro means factory of gold and copper. It is a lake, sealing a great volcano of lava and where gold never stops being produced.
Urcuqui is Urkuki, it means city of the burial mounts. 50 of the children of Kain are buried there. They are resting there. means the city of the domes and many of the descendants of Enki are buried in the domes.
Yuracruz means the joint of the mountains,
Karaenki means followers of Enki
Kiwa means the language of Earth established by the race of Enki and the roots are similar to those from the Garden of Eden, for Kain's father was the son of the creator and the daughter of the creator. Adapa and Titi were their names, and the mother of all of us was also a granddaughter of the creator, Awan was her name. She is the mother of all the races of the brotherhood of the Andes."
My grandmother said that all that was needed was a test of the blood and people would find out the truth. It is the blood that speaks of our history. "Our blood is the unchangeable history of our past. Every ancestor is written in that record. All the way to Kain and Awan, all the way to the father creator Enki. We are descendants, you have the strongest power, and you have inherited the genes. I am afraid my other grandchildren are weak. You have the strength of a thousand of them. I have chosen to be the one to bring out the truth. That is your legacy, that is your responsibility" and she went on and I could not believe anything she was telling me. "We have the same blood of men and women in the garden of Eden.". I believe she meant the same as people in the Euphrates River and in Iraq. She said the language spoken in the Andes was the language of the Karaenkies. "although the Incas came and brought the Otawalos, which were brought from the south and spoke the Aymara language, (that was the tribe of a daughter of Kain, and they were the ones who "praise the glory of Ninurta" the protector of Kain. They had created a city named in the honours of Mother Titi, and mother Awan. Lake Titicaca was named in honor of the mother of Kain. Titiwanaco is the names of Mother Titi and Mother Awan combined." The same is here, the cities of Imbabura were different tribes that followed the customs and traditions established by Enki. Each city had to do something specific. The people of Angochahua were the farmers, the people of Urcuqui were the builders of the tombs. The people of Atuntaqui, means warriors clothed in red, protectors of the earth" they were the warriors and protectors of the other towns, and the people of Imbayas were the collectors of contributions of the other tribes. All the pyramids and all the large structures were buried by Rumiñahui a direct descendant of the man creator Enki. He buried seven cities, they had all our history, they are here, you must remember and bring them out to show the world when the time comes. They were the lords of the lands; they had wisdom and strength like no other men. The large treasure of the Karankies was over one hundred tons of gold, silver, copper, and metals that were hidden in the Cave of the Jaguar. She revealed to me where the place was, and I have confirmed the existence of said place, but I will not reveal the location. I was told that my duty was to bring out the history of "our people" and that everything would reveal itself. That was pretty much everything I was told. At the time I did not believe one single word she had told me.
Something I found fascinating was that a painting of Tupac Yupanki has a strange similarity to my grandmother. It was undeniable the genes.
The real Kito in reality had been in a city that was buried and hidden south of Cuzco. There was a main city called Kico, and that city is buried under hacienda Zuleta. There are 148 structures and 13 possible pyramids with ramps. Having explored the
site and visited three times. I have taken pictures and have determined that
the site is exactly under one of the most important ley lines in the world. The
energy is so powerful that you can feel it in such a way that people reported being able to see better and it was as if people were watching you. I have reconstructed what I believe is how the city looked.
Considering the amount of land
that covers these pyramids, I think the tallest pyramid has at least 125 meters
on each side and is around 37 meters in height. Indicating exact measurements
itself and implies knowledge of mathematics.
I have taken the trouble to make initially an "artistic rendering" of the pyramids and later reconstruct them to the best of my abilities I believe that is the way several pyramids looked. I believe I am right in
my assessment due to historical knowledge, the location of other sites, and water availability,
and even today you can sense the energy of what could have been a fairly well-developed city. Another very clear indication is that the birthplace of
Atahualpa is not that far away.
For many years I had to do everything at my own expense as I never received any donations or any assistance from anyone. I am working on developing the technology using LIdar and GPS to map out exactly everything I have claimed since 2013.
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