Earthquakes and Volcanoes routinely emit flashing, transparent and colourful Plasmoids emerging like giant bubbles out of the ground! These chaotic electromagnetic formations come in many shapes and colours and can travel at supersonic speed whilst seamlessly passing through or, alternatively, boring through obstructions! Plasmoids reek fire and destruction and according to Egan Bach, they have burnt down cities and tunnelled through mountains!
In great fear the ancients called these ground emerging destroyers “Gorgons”. The Greek historian, Hesiod, highlights their power to petrify! It would seem that the Gorgons may have been active in Australian Aboriginal mythology. Verbal records and dance traditions recorded these demonic Plasmoids at many sites and in various forms. Their “Rainbow Serpent” was responsible for carving river systems (Lichtenberg scars) on the face of the Earth and even held responsible for building mountains and forming lakes. Fantasy you may ask?
I was fascinated to talk to Louis Hissink, a former “Diamond” geologist with DeBeers! He enlightened me on his escape from the confines of classical geological theory! The epiphany came when confronted with Aboriginal mythology that explained recent diamond formation in the Australian Kimberley!?
Extinct Giant Marsupials would be found on Australia’s Mornington Peninsula was a prediction I made two years ago ! Recently an elephant sized Wombat (the Marsupial Diprotodon) was discovered off Sorrento, Victoria. It was concretised in a limestone beach deposit. But why was I so certain? Along the entire Victorian coastline from Inverloch(Dinosaur beach) through to South Australia (Naracoorte limestone caves) is evidence of a vast extinction! From remnants of shellfish, trees and mega fauna there is evidence of electrical petrification on a vast scale (life forms transmuting to rock). As close by as inland Lancefield massive bolus shaped graves of these very animals, from giant Kangaroos to huge Wombats, abound. They inevitably occur in tangled heaps of destruction. In other continents, from the U.S. to Russia, similar mass mega fauna destruction sites occur.
Google a map of Australia and Indonesia! Between Indonesia’s Bali and neighbouring island Lombok is a slim ten mile sea channel! This is the start of the thousands mile long Wallace line. It is not only a dividing geological etching beneath the sea. It is also a biological division! On one side roam bouncing Kangaroos and Platypus! On the other man eating Tigers!
South is Australia. North the Philippines and India. Remarkably, this extends to both plant, fish and animal species. From sulphur crested Cockatoo on one side of the Wallace line, to Indonesian finches just across the sea channel. From fire prone Gum trees to exotic tropical rain forest Teak and Ebony. Even beneath the sea, in an area separated by a mere ten miles, this incredible separation of fish life stares you in the face! From Australasia to the Antarctic lies a unique zone of flora and fauna !
No doubt about it Georgiana McCrae was a high maintenance babe. But let’s leave that for awhile and splash into her history. She was the out of wedlock daughter of the Duke of Gordon, a real Scottish icon with a castle and the whole nobility bit. Unfortunately for Georgiana it was not the right century, ‘to be born on the wrong side of the blanket” as society put it. I mean imagine Prince Charles having to explain that sort of thing.
Georgiana was raised at the end of the terrible Napoleonic wars, when the only hope for an ambitious girl of fire was to go to the colonies. And Australia was the toughest colony of all. Particularly the newly formed Port Phillip settlement.
Yes, none of today’s nannied society. Lets cast the scene in 1840, the decade she came to Melbourne. In the late 1830’s its population was only a tad over 300. It was just prior to the chaotic gold rush era of the 1850s. Adventurers intent on quick money had not descended on the land of plenty. Instead a hardy lot of ambitious pioneers, mainly in search of independence and cheap land, came with a determination to forge ahead. The later ‘Gold rush’ was to radically change Melbourne and the McCrae’s thinking. But in the 1840s they had ‘smelly’ sanitation, roughshod buildings and a decided lack of refinement. Early Melbourne was a rough diamond and to Georgiana, bringing up 5 children, it was tough going. A lass in search of a future had only the prospect of cheap land and a hard working husband to brighten their fortunes. No rich middle class to sell stocks, bonds and real estate investments to.
Georgiana had married Andrew McCrae in Scotland in 1930 and we get the feeling, from her diary, that he never came up to her romantic childhood dreams. She refers to him always as Mr. McCrae and one can glean an aloofness from him which we suspect grew over the years . He is rarely praised. Still even today it is near impossible to get a praising wife and just quietly (shhh) a diary is a nice place to air your complaints without the vitriol of direct confrontation. I might start one myself.
Andrew and Georgiana came to Australia in 1839 (Sydney) and soon realized their fortunes lay in Melbourne or Port Phillip as it was known . We learn from her dairies she was a finicky soul, often complaining of headaches (when Andrew was around). Nevertheless, she was a highly talented artist and relentless domestic manager. Not one built ,perhaps, for the pioneering life but game enough regardless. They lived in Melbourne for a few years then in 1845 decided to build a series of shacks in what was to become our beloved McCrae.
This is where her real life’s adventure begins. Georgiana McCrae packed up in the ship “Midge” and sailed to Arthur’s seat whilst Andrew roughed it along the coastal tracks by horse. Andrew had by this time half built the original shacks which you can inspect to this day. They are well worth the visit despite being ritzed up for the tourists. Included in the outhouses are what she calls her “University of Arthur’s Seat”. Here she dutifully taught the children a remarkable spectrum of skills from languages, Greek and Roman history, to maths and of course her beloved art.
And this is where a fascinating part of the tale begins. She befriended members of the local Bunurong tribe who numbered some 300. Amongst them she sported a few very close mates. In particular was Ben-Benjie who she often went spear fishing with around the rocks and beaches . They even gathered wild raspberries together. The local Bunurong were frequent visitors and there is even a picture drawn by her son of a Corroboree held at their house. Many of her sketches featured these brethren of the bush. We learn such fascinating gems as the Bunurong’s fondness for possum meat as against Kangaroo.
But of course Georgiana McCrae could not but help but getting involved in their local love trysts and she even hid one of the young Bunurong girls who had run away from her husband for a more suitable lover. Nothing much changes. An endearing trait was the universal appeal of her piano playing and the local Bunurong would often gather around to hear her play. Her famous piano still lives in the house for all to witness.
We must never forget Georgiana’s reigning passion for art. By the time she left Scotland she had a fine reputation as a painter of miniatures. At one stage she even entertained the idea of making a living from her craft. Ah! but the family forbade it as undignified and Georgiana acquiesced. I can’t quite imagine Janine Daddo succumbing so easily. There would of been hell to pay. But these were different times.
“walk dry foot from our side of the bay to Geelong”. It was a Kangaroo grazing ground. He quotes that,”long ago, in a night of great tempests, the trees blew down and a great sea rushed in through the heads at Portsea. The land sank under earthquakes and the water became deep and void, just as it is today”
She notes Governor Batman also added the aboriginal tradition that the Yarra once flowed along the Carrum swamps and came out in Westernport bay. What a great catastrophic event this must of been . Thanks Georgiana for your fascinating diaries.
Imagine giant wombats the size of a Rhinoceros (Diprotodon) roaming the Peninsula. Worse massive man eating kangaroos (Procptodon) sending you scuttling in terror as they roamed the countryside in packs. Or the lone marsupial lion (Thylacoleo carnifex) carrying off your newborn baby. Aboriginal mythology is rich in such stories and tells of a time when they shared Australia with these savage predators. One such legend from the Murrumbidgee River tells how, the cunning hunter Wirroowaa, with the help of the great white spirit, had defeated these giant Kangaroos that had slaughtered many of his tribe.
The existence of these huge creatures is testified to by the giant fossilized bones of these extinct mega fauna. From Lake Eyre, the Menindee lakes on the Darling River, Lake Mungo near Mildura, Cuddie springs along the Queensland border, the Narracort caves near Mount Gambia, at Keilor and Romsey near Melbourne their bones are to be found in abundance. I have no doubt that somewhere on the Mornington Peninsula hides a fossilized outcrop waiting to be discovered. These remains generally seem to be found near river beds and springs which is a similar position to the discoveries of extinct mastodons (elephants) in the United States along the Mississippi river.
But what happened to the Australian Megafauna? Again we return to Aboriginal mythology but also cleverly combine it with the latest scientific revelations and find ourselves coming to startling conclusions.
This lucky country doesn’t know what it’s like to live in constant terror! But in other eras few large towns were built near the vulnerable coast for fear of murderous, ravaging, brutalised pirates. Every old coastal town had its nest of armoury and fortifications ready to defend against marauding pirates and raiders.
The forts of Port Phillip’s Point Nepean and Sydney’s North Head are fine Victorian era samples. Earlier, the Vikings were but one of a veritable horde who through the ages have raped, pillaged and destroyed whenever driven by desperate or greedy circumstance! The Vikings pitilessly raided the English, Irish and Mediterranean coastlines in search of women and plunder.
Siberia, Alaska, Malta! Three mass slaughter sites! Sites littered with carcasses and skeletons captured in violent death throes. Some are petrified as rocks(Malta), some are preserved in ice(Siberia), some are surrounded and invaded by limestone(Hot Springs – Dakota). Others entombed in Bitumen(La Brea-L.A.) and peat Bogs(Snowmass- Colorado). Many are impeccably preserved whilst the bulk are shattered, dismembered and rolled(Gibraltar) by forces so violent and unseen today that we are naive to their mysterious powers!
These extinct species met with an instantaneous and horrific death. Although man was in at the death his hand was rarely involved. The modern theory of overhunting, careless burn offs, starvation and plague were never more than a trifle in this overwhelming picture of the mass destruction of species both large and small. And the last extinction occurred not so long ago and it is etched in modern mans mythology!
Imagine the yachts of Mornington harbour locked up in meters of thick ice.
Picture our pride and joy, maxi yacht Wild Thing, with its tackle caked in icicles and skipper Grant Warrington clad in fur skins. Imagine yourself down at the Portsea headlands, looking across at the ice blocking the passage of massive container ships trying to get into the once thriving Melbourne Docklands.
‘Impossible!’ you say, but research has shown that just such a scenario probably occurred in Victoria and only a few short centuries ago. What happened?
You’ve never heard of Sodom and Gomorrah? These were two cities of ancient Israel that God’s wrath devastated and buried under the murky salt of today’s Dead Sea. The citizen’s indulged in gambling, drinking and sexual excess. These ancient cities of around 3000 BC were hit with fire and brimstone. In their escape the biblical Lot’s wife was fossilised and turned into a pillar of salt simply because she disobeyed her husband. With her insatiable feminine curiosity she had merely turned to view the city’s annihilation. Are you Cynical? Did this actually occur?
Well today they have actually rediscovered these lost cities under the Dead Sea. But what if I said similar destructions had occurred in Australia? What if I told you that along the Murray near Mildura lies a certain Lake Victoria where the fossilized skeletons of fifteen thousand humans lie scattered? All this happening around the time scale of the unfortunate Sodom and Gomorrah. Where is the truth?
Lake Mungo and Lake Victoria fossils and skeletons
Situated about 100 kilometers west of Sydney in an area called the Wollangambie Wilderness, is what looks like a regular meteor impact crater. Cone shaped, it is roughly 2 kilometers across with a crater in the centre. The walls are around 80 meters high. It is on the local survey maps. Many people hike into the area to see it.
But assumptions can be misleading.
An assumption is basically a best guess in relation to the facts that are available at the time.
Let’s have a look at the facts. For one it is a crater but with a channel cut thru the rampart. It is not volcanic as the cone material is only sandstone with no signs of the basalt, etc. normally associated with magma. While the cone is overgrown you can still see large and small sandstone blocks scattered everywhere.