Call me uptight, call me prim, call me whatever you want, but I thought the movie 2012 was not only bad science, it was bad religion, bad psychology, bad morality, bad art, bad human values and worst of all, bad eschatology. Can you have all that and be a good movie? A lot of critics seem to think so because the genre “disaster movie” gets away with murder. It can be bad at everything movies are supposed to be good at and be good only because computer artists can blow our minds with destruction scenes beyond our wildest imagination. Big deal. No one is ever going to take a DVD of 2012 on the last boat out of here when the world is destroyed. I think I’m not supposed to take disaster movies seriously, but I took 2012themovie seriously because 2012 the year is real and something will be happening then but you don’t know what it is do you, Mr. Hollywood?
The movie just gives lip service to source of the whole 2012 phenomenon—and it is a phenomenon by now—the Mayan calendar which says: End of Cycle at December 21, 2012. Somewhere in the beginning the young scientist says, “Isn’t it amazing that some Mayans knew this was going to happen 500 years ago?” End of Mayans, on to various silly plots as predictable Christmas decorations in the mall by Thanksgiving.
The bad science has been pointed out on the topic of neutrinos from solar flares heating up the Earth’s core. No less than Scientific American gave it a shot, as did the science editor of the San Francisco Chronicle. If neutrinos really did turn bad, they would destroy the Earth’s surface long before they heated up the core. But the science that knows that solar flares and coronal mass ejections of a certain magnitude do pose a threat to life as we know it was not in the movie and more or less dismissed in the science articles.
Here’s the real science: Solar activity is cyclical and we are due for a solar max phase in and around 2012. It has started late and we have had a very long quiet sun cycle. Solar storms that generate these explosions of subatomic particles and rays have sometimes been very, very strong, but not lately. A really big one happened in 1859. Look it up: The Carrington Event, also known as the Solar Superstorm. Telegraph transmissions all over the world were totally disrupted. Fast forward: 2012ish. Same scale of CME (Coronal Mass Ejection—get used to saying that, it’s fun) under the same conditions would wipe out for starters all the satellites on the way to the Earth where it would then blow out a whole lot of the power grid. So that scene on the ark at the end of 2012 when all those guys are staring at computer screens figuring out what is going on around the earth and where the new land is, is all bullshit science. There would be no communication satellites. They’d have to wait for a dove.
NASA actually commissioned a study on the possible effects on Earth of a solar superstorm like Carrington’s Event. It came out in the spring of 2009. You can read it on the Internet. Originally they talked about the solar cycle (solarcycle 24) peaking around 2012 since the cycles are 11 years and the last max was 2001. Then they also came out with an update a few months later saying things were starting slowly and probably it wouldn’t be until spring 2013 and maybe not so big after all. Like they really know! Superstorms are events that are the creation of a variety of synchronicities (the favorite phrase now is “perfect storm”) that open the floodgates, so to speak, for maximum impact. None of the threads that weave into the perfect storm scenario are in themselves radically out of order, but it’s their timing that sets up the magnification of the effects. Timing. Important word to bear in mind as we roll our big wheels toward the 2012 date highlighted by the Mayans, time masters beyond measure in the history of people on this planet.
Science wants to say pooh-pooh to the synchronicities that could produce a big fat disturbance from a highly active solar season. (Where did that phrase “lull before the storm” come from anyway? Could this be folk language for a deep human knowing that big dips precede big waves?) Establishment science has a responsibility to respond to hysteria with knowledge, and I am glad of it. But it is always interesting to see where science fears to tread when it comes to dealing with anomalies, words they use to categorize the stuff that doesn’t fit their projections or their definitions of reality. They can’t handle how a calendar from 1500 years ago could be about something NOW. They won’t consider that some people on our planet could be advanced beings from other dimensions who incarnate among us to guide us. Impossible, they scoff. And meanwhile extraordinary human beings exhibiting wizard-like powers continue to pop up everywhere on the planet and always have. And then there are crop circles…don’t get me started on crop circles and the straight scientists who won’t even go look at them. Because they aren’t real!
I digress. Back to solar science. No one knows what the sun’s pattern will be in a few years and whether it will be extraordinary or ordinary. We do know that a solar storm in March 1989, the solar max before 2001, knocked out power all over Canada and Alaska. This was before the computer age. Solar flares emit rays that can affect computer chips. That should give you pause. No one can predict what will happen but there is plenty of data out there on what could happen, based on science. There will be more and more hyperbole on the subject, that I can predict, and 2012 the movie made a big contribution to that.
The Mayan Calendar has been at the heart of the buzz whether it’s scientific talk or not. What’s the story here? It’s true that the Mayan calendar doesn’t “predict the end of the world.” There is no “end of the calendar,” because the Mayan calendar doesn’t end. But it is also true that one count, named the long count, clearly delineates a very precise cycle, based on highly comprehensible mathematics we now understand, with a beginning point (8-14-3114 BC) and an endpoint (12-21-2012). The Mayans, cosmic beings perhaps, would know that there is no such thing as the end of everything, but they were very interested in teaching us how they measured cycles of Earth years. Basically, the end date of the calendar everyone is paying attention to announces the beginning of the Fifth Sun. It’s like the odometer of your car rolling over when it gets to all 9’s. It is not the end of your car, but in this case, it is the end of a cycle—in fact many concurrent cycles—that carries meaning, according to the way the Mayans looked at time itself.
They believed that time was a measure of circulating, radiating energy patterns that pulse from some grand mystic central point called Hunab Ku—“one giver of movement and measure”—and that we all bow into that synchronic order. Our bodies keep this time, our Earth turns in this time, our solar system turns in this time and our galaxy spirals in this time. It seemed important to the Mayans of the 400-900 AD years of the classic civilization that we be informed via stone carvings and many inscriptions in hidden chambers of mysterious pyramids that we on Earth were part of something far bigger than our little Earthling comings and goings, squabbles and victories. It seemed damned important because they created a scientific laboratory of fifth dimensional mathematics to accomplish this built as pyramids in the middle of the jungle on the Yucatan Peninsula. They incarnated among Indians steeped in a shamanic love affair with psychedelic mushrooms. They fit right in. That’s the Mayan backstory.
Let’s look at some of the other bad elements of 2012 the movie. Bad religion. I read somewhere that Roland Emmerich didn’t dare show an Islamic mosque crashing on thousands of prayerful people because some Muslim’s don’t take kindly to mockery of their religion. So we had all the Catholics rolled to death by St. Peter’s dome instead, and the implication that the same fate was in store for the faithful at Mecca. But what really pissed me off was the bad Tibetan Buddhism way in the beginning. We have wise old Lama Rinpoche listening to the young boy monk all agitated about what’s coming to pass because his brother works on one of the ships being built for survivors. The lama commences to pour an overflowing cup of yak tea and tells the kid that the mind needs to be empty before you fill it up with all these wild ideas. Then he gives the kid the keys to the truck so he can go run off, get his grandparents, and get on the damn ark before it’s too late. I thought the message was that he should go empty his mind, but no, it’s run along, kid, join all those folks who want to get out while the getting is good and let everyone else die too bad for them. I expected something better from Lama Rinpoche sitting on the top of a Himalayan mountaintop. If he knows it’s coming and it’s all over for billions of incarnations, he would have said something much more interesting—these wise Tibetans always do. And chuckle. You ask the Dalai Lama, you’ll see.
Only in the scene where the tidal wave is about to engulf all of India, including the family of the scientist who started the whole awareness of the melting Earth crust—bummer, they didn’t get picked up and taken to the escape ark—only here do we have a spiritual moment with any soul in it. Husband, wife and child all know they are about to die and they sit facing each other in a state of transcendent surrender. They are our hero’s the good guy friends who get sacrificed in our story. They probably got to Nirvana a lot faster than most of the ones who got on the ark. But even there our attention is diverted by the mountain of water rising up behind them and then, uh oh, it’s all over for that religion and that country. The people who will survive this debacle have no religion, even though they say OMG a lot.
Moving on to bad psychology, let’s look at the people that drive the human plot. Once again a spaced-out underachieving writer has married a debutante type who clearly wants nice things and a stable home environment. So now they’re divorced. Why do these divorce stories always feature Dads who are off in the ethers and Moms who wouldn’t offer a Bohemian a crust of bread if he came to the back door? Why don’t writers marry fellow artists who get that being up in the clouds is part of the package and give them the space they need to be who they are? Then at least they’d have creativity to bond them. No, in these yarns the artist is pretty much a loser who neither is famous nor rich and probably absent-minded and late all the time. (How many times have you heard the line coming from Mrs. Uptight as she transfers their children: “For once, could you try to be on time?”) In our movie, it is inevitable from take one that we’re going to get this couple back together, jettisoning her boyfriend, even though he did manage to pilot the planes that made it all possible. I mean, this is not Jules et Jim and there isn’t enough love to go around. The brave new world that supposedly is coming in year 0000 doesn’t include the possibility she could love them both and everyone would live happily ever after the way it would be in heaven. It’s the same old world with relationship tension and conventionality at its center.
Speaking of relationship tension, I almost gagged at the intimate exchange that took place between the two exes in a quiet moment between numerous harrowing life and death experiences. She asks him intently: “Do you think you have changed?” (As in grown up and become responsible.) Talk about a loaded question. You can tell he is reaching for the answer she wants to hear. No soul searching required from either party. No speaking from the heart. It’s back to Goddess Hera’s behavior modification school for the wayward artist if he wants to worm his way back into the family nest. What’s the point of this new world it it’s the same old world?
The point is that nothing about 2012 the movie addresses the real meaning of December 21, 2012, the 18.104.22.168.0. date (4 Ahau or 4 Sun) on the Mayan long count. The real meaning is the initiation of a new era, an evolutionary quantum shift from one level of consciousness to another. Jose Arguelles, the first person to give out the Dec. 21, 2012 date in his book Mayan Factor in 1987 in conjunction with the Harmonic Convergence, refers to the era we will leave behind on that day as “The Cycle of History.” In the cycle of history, we brought a false notion of time to the forefront of human consciousness. We launched (in Babylon) a 12 month calendar, overriding the natural timing frequency of 13:20—one that unifies all creation in a “synchronic order”—and we launched civilization after civilization based on erroneous principles of energy: warfare, slavery, taxation, colonization, capitalism, exploitation, industrialization, class and sectarian rivalries, ethnic hatreds and terrorism, to name a few.
Arguelles emphasizes that only by restoring the natural timing frequency of 13:20 can we truly break free of the limitations of the false time. By joining the 13 Moon 28-day calendar we entrain into the cosmic pulse that regulates the physical plane. We discover ourselves to be cosmic beings with vast capabilities. We become wizards. We have telepathy among ourselves. Mechanical technology no longer defines and imprisons us. We enter an unimaginable new era of humanity as we achieve Galactic Synchronization seven Moons after December 21, 2012. We can begin this now by learning to live the 13 Moon Calendar way of life. That’s what Jose Arguelles teaches about the meaning of 2012. It’s not a disaster movie. It’s the birth of a new creation.
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