Truly random systems cannot reveal patterns but only coincidences which humans mistake for patterns (Knuth, 1969; Tezuka, 1995). When real patterns are revealed then chaos is said to be present. Chaos, the apparent state of disorder or irregularity, is in fact a state in which strict determinism reigns but the flow of the patterns is formidably hard to predict owing to the primitive nature of contemporary mathematical models and computer technology.
If there is only one reality which we all share on this planet, in the present, here and now, which then becomes the past, which gradually becomes more distant, and becomes what we call history, then how is it possible to have very many versions of the past ?
You know, even for the very recent past, last week, we get contested versions of what really happened. And as we all know, the Americans won the Second World War. Or was it the British ? Actually, it was the Russians. Although the Ukrainians deny this, and say it was them.
Nobody can agree what happened within living memory, at a time when we have more records than at any other period.
So this is a problem.
Whose past are we talking about ? Whose history is it ?
Adam will have had his view of what happened in the Garden of Eden.
Eve had her perspective, the Serpent a third, the Tree sees things differently, everything in the Garden has its own angle on events, so which viewpoint are we going to consider, where do we place the camera, the God’s Eye view ?
I mean, being human, we are anthropocentric, it takes conscious effort to see things the way the hawk and mouse, the spider, the fly, see them…
You can disregard the stones and the invisible air, but without them, this ball of rotating rock, this envelope of gas, we would not be here….
Events occur, processes happen, all kinds of changes, and they leave results, traces, and time moves on. This is all very very strange, but this is the nature of the world, the Universe, as we find it to be.
So, regarding the past, especially the distant past, we face these traces, and ponder, what do they mean ?
What happened ? What sort of events occurred that might have produced these sort of marks, these traces ?
So it is a bit like a detective at a crime scene, and there is the dead body in the armchair and the pistol laying on the carpet, and you’ve got to figure out, was it murder or suicide, or maybe something quite different that does not fit the classic pattern.
But in the distant past, when there have been many, many changes and much disturbance, there might not even be any body or armchair, just the impression left by the pressure of the chair legs, and the pistol has rusted away, leaving merely a shadow of metallic ore. So then, there is so much left blank, that anyone can fill in the spaces with any interpretation that their imagination can conjure up.
So this is another problem.
Do we just give up, or do we stay with the few clues we have, which say almost nothing, or do we go with the conjecture and speculation and flights of fancy ?
For some, the anguish of not knowing seems too much to bear, so they fill in with fantasies. But I do not like that. I would like to get as close as possible to the ‘one thing’, that conceptual notion, that there is, and was, only one real true reality at any given time.
Is that a justifiable and sustainable philosophical stance ? Hahaha
I’m not 100% certain. I could probably shred it, if someone else proposed it, but it sounds good to me for the moment…
You see, this is awfully near to the Cartesian Enlightenment paradigm that I am forever attacking.
The basis of the scientific project, that begins with Francis Bacon, mostly, opening Pandora’s Box…
The idea that there is a fixed objective observer, who can measure all of that fixed objective ‘stuff’ out there, and get a handle on it, and by this means we can wrest Mother Nature’s secrets from her bosom.
And after four hundred years or so, of remarkable progress in applying that methodology, not only has it lead us to catastrophic disaster, just as we were warned that opening the Box would do, (because we lack restraint, judgement, wisdom) but that the fundamental premise was incorrect.
There is no objective separate neutral observer, who can measure the material ‘stuff’. We now find, the pinnacle of the journey, the jewel at the heart of the project of science, the greatest theory that we have managed to come up with, telling us that everything that we assumed was WRONG….
Observing the stuff changes it. The Quantum Zeno Effect. The statues that do not move while you are watching them. But as soon as you turn your back…
Well, yes, for sure, this is at extreme conditions close to absolute zero, etc, and some will say not relevant at our macro scale. But we heard all that before. And it turned out to be nonsense, quantum effects are widespread in the warm, wet world of biological systems, and appear to be a means of stored information in the genome, relevant to epigenetics, and much more besides. And the more that is discovered the weirder it gets.
I’m not nearly as confident in the ‘one reality’ as I once was.
I think our conceptual notions regarding ‘reality’, arising from the Cartesian paradigm, are crude, primitive, inadequate.
Do I have some alternative, some replacement, to offer ? Not at the moment. It’s simply much too difficult, much too complicated, much too demanding.
And much too scary.
You know, human beings, fragile little ants in all this immense vastness, clinging on. We need our stories to make sense of what is happening. If they dissolve, then that is a frightening, terrifying experience to face.
Consider the position of people in 19th C England (and elsewhere since) who were deeply religious since childhood, going to church and being faithful and seriously devoted to the biblical teachings, being told that what they trusted was all wrong, that God had not made the world as it said in Genesis, but it was all geology and biology and evolution and so forth, according to Darwin. I mean, this is a horrifying thing to hear, and they were naturally hostile and appalled.
But now what has happened, the ardent followers of science have become every bit as bogged down in dogma and faith and blind ideology, they are just as scared of ‘the new’ that will turn their belief system upside down and inside out.
That’s what I call scientism. The sort of ludicrous Disney World Lego Land American Pop version of science, that makes it into info-tainment, where there is a crass mechanistic Cartesian materialist view, promoted to fit the corporate agenda of Big Chem and Big Ag and Big Pharma and the rest of them. It’s ugly and ghastly and deceitful, because it is about money, exploitation and power, not about truth.
Nevermind, I have my own interesting avenues to pursue. What we have now is the post modern stewpot, where all the myriad stories wrangle and fight…
MANY PEOPLE ACCEPT AS TRUE, or at least partially true, numerous assertions that seem laughable or absurd to critics. A Harris poll a few years back reported that only 47 percent of adult Americans accepted the reality of evolution: more than half the population still denies the basic lynchpin of scientific biology. Meanwhile, 42 percent accept the reality of ghosts, 29 percent put their faith in astrology, and a quarter of the population think they’ll be reincarnated in another body. Others think they’ll go to heaven or perhaps suffer eternal punishment in hell.
What of the paranormal? Popular acceptance of telepathy (fetching knowledge directly from somebody else’s mind), remote viewing (detecting data from afar), precognition (accurately foretelling the future), and psychokinesis (moving stuff by wishing it) has been clocked at 41 percent and above.
It turns out that paranormal believers are right to accept the reality of at least some anomalous phenomena. This review examines two formidable books presenting evidence and preliminary theory for psi (the catch-all term for such apparent impossibilities). One comes in two hefty volumes, while the other is a monstrous paperback.
What happens to you, as an individual person, when you have many of these different worldviews, belief systems, or ideological positions, coexisting in your head simultaneously ? Can you be a fascist and a liberal and a communist and a catholic and buddhist and a scientist and a mystic and a …… all at the same time ? Or take turns expressing those stances ? Or do you have to sort through them and choose ? Or can you take a sort of meta position, that hovers above them all ?
I mean, if I sat you down for five minutes and gave you a severe interrogation on this, you’d be in melt down, a nervous breakdown. That’s because I know how to do it. Because I am very good at this stuff. Because I have been through it myself.
I know which belief is incompatible and irreconcilable with which other belief. If you try to hold both at the same time,you are going to be in trouble. It’s not difficult to understand. There’s videos, a raccoon I think, that tries to pick up two melons at once. It is impossible. It’s greed. Rather than be happy and run off with one, it stays there and keeps dropping the two it cannot manage.
Jesus said it. You cannot serve God and Mammon. Either your top priority is the sacred, the good, serving all that is holy, continually purifying yourself as you go from moment to moment, devoted to the divine. Or you chase after making money, getting rich, which means doing whatever it takes to get one over on the other guy so that you make a profit on the deal. It just is not possible to do both, because you’ll mess up, they are not half measure sort of tasks, they need all your commitment.
If you are the one, it never crosses your mind to steal the other guy’s wallet, if he loses it, you help him search, if you see him drop it, you run after him ‘Hey, you dropped this, mate’.
If you are the other, you spend all your time plotting and scheming how you can separate the other guy from his wallet, because how else are you going to get richer, except by taking from others ? I mean, you can get rich by what others give you,of their own volition, but that’s not nearly as easy. They have to like and approve and need what you offer. And those pesky market forces. It’s very hard work, slow. Much easier to grab what another has, and climb over piles of bodies, no ?
Capitalists like Social Darwinism, it eases their conscience.
I guess almost all of us, everyone who reads this blog, will be in the postmodern stewpot sort of condition, unless you subscribe 100% to some particular belief. There are people who have arrived at a very strong commitment to the alien invasion hypothesis, for example, who maintain that alien beings introduced their DNA around the time of early Sumer, I think.
And there are people who are devout Hindu, or Russian Orthodox or Quaker or whatever.
It’s not for me to tell anyone what they should or shouldn’t believe, is it. I have my own opinions and preferences.
As Plato has Protagoras say, ” The way things appear to me, in that way do they exist for me. The way things appear to you, in that way do they exist for you. “
Plato did not like Protagoras’s doctrine.
Plato responded, ” If the way that things appear to me, in that way do they exist for me, and the way that things appear to you, in that way do they exist for you, it appears to me that your whole doctrine is false “.
So Plato wins ?
But Plato could only avoid Protagoras’s relativism by appealing to an absolute as a
foundation for his philosophy, which he called ‘ the Good ‘.
Which is really just another way of saying the ‘ God ‘, – be it any one of
the range of those Absolutes or Noumena on choice ( all of which only differ by name,
cultural context, or other human idiosyncrasy )
– and, seeing that nobody can agree what the Good, or the God, actually is, ( not even the philosophers, theologians, gurus, or other great minds, let alone the common people, let some 2,500 years of history be my witness on that ) nor does there seem to be any likelihood of such agreement, ever, then, the way that it appears to me, is that the victory stands with dear old Protagoras, bless him.
But maybe we can all agree, approximately, on what is the Bad ? Probably not.
My personal solution was to take the path of zen buddhism, after having been brought up being indoctrinated with several different beliefs. My view of zen buddhism is that it is a unique school, because the aim is to get free from all beliefs and ideologies, including, ultimately, zen buddhism.
” My mind in the flash of a trembling glance came to Absolute Being – That Which Is..”
But then what ? I mean, it is an extremely demanding path to follow.
Look where it has lead me. Hahahaha
Am I really the only person, the only person in Britain, the only person in the world who sees this ?
That stone with the wavy edge, that I think is the same sign as the Phoenician symbol for water ?
The symbol written as WWY, or something like, because they had to use straight lines in their script, no curves. But if you pronounce the sound that it makes, in English, it makes ‘why’ and if you translate that, as a word, into Welsh, well, it is the name of a river. Wye.
And the scholars say that the name comes from the Welsh name for the river, which is Gwy, which they say means crooked, winding, bendy. As in the stone circle called Meini Gwyr, which they translate as The Crooked Stones.
However, that is modern Welsh, and if you check ancient obsolete Welsh, you’ll get a better insight into what the word means. The root is WY which means WATER.
The same meaning as that symbol had in Phoenician.
And then, you see how the undulating sign for water, gets to mean ‘winding, bendy, crooked’
So the stone is saying, plain as the day, that there is water, a river, a channel, an estuary ahead….
Hahaha. This is quite odd, no ? Do I imagine this, am I all alone, the only one ?
How come three centuries of thousands of antiquaries, archaeology professors with fat salaries and teams of graduates, hordes of hippies and earth mystery fanatics, nobody has noticed ? How is that possible ? What’s the matter with you all ?
” There is no logical impossibility in the supposition that the whole of life is a dream, in which we ourselves create all the objects that come before us.”
Scientists love this buzz, they chase it, to be the first to discover, the first ever to see some new and unknown thing. But I am not a scientist. Not at all. I just live here. And look.
Will others see it ? Can others see it ? Do others see it ? Should others see it ?
If what I am saying above is true, it has enormous repercussions. There are hundreds of millions of people walking around today who believe that unless you accept Jesus as God, you are headed straight for eternal damnation. Most of these people also believe in the literal truth of the New Testament. What will they do when they learn that the New Testament itself doesn’t teach that Jesus is God?
This might be a liberating experience for some, but it’s just as likely to be a dispiriting and disorienting one. To have the bedrock of your faith crumble away under you is no small thing. It takes away the sole support that many people have.
This may be why most of the things in this article, while reflecting mainstream scholarship, remain virtually unknown. The clergy — at least in mainstream Protestantism and Catholicism — learned most of these things in seminary; it is not news to them. But they are reluctant or afraid to reveal them. Neither their education nor their denominations have prepared them to do so.
Eventually the truth will come out. What will happen when it does? I’m reminded of a passage in The Tree of Life Oracle, a fortune-telling deck based on the Kabbalistic Tree of Life by Quest contributor Cherry Gilchrist and Gila Zur. There is a card called “The Veil.” Here is the interpretation:
When the veil descended, men revered what it covered. And as time went on it seemed to hide more and more and was revered more and more. Then, when it was heavy with age, young men fresh and arrogant demanded the removal of the veil and demanded to see what was hidden. For they said that whatever is hidden from the people cannot be for the common good. In the thunder and lightning of indignation, the veil was torn down. Nothing lay beyond. At first the young men were startled, but then they laughed jubilantly at the absurd fraud they thought they had uncovered. And the old men grieved, cursing the young men because they had destroyed the veil. (Gilchrist and Zur, 108)
What he has to say there about the Logos is extraordinarily interesting, I have written about that before, and am tempted to do more now, but will save for another time.
Consider this though, re the Zeno Effect. We, the observer, are also chemicals, atoms, and must also be subject to the same laws as the observed….
Amidst the immense turmoil of it all, it is necessary to be still. Absolutely still. To fix time and space and all that exist and freeze, it in the now. I have explained how one can do this, elsewhere, already.
Because, otherwise, if you get pulled out, from that still centre, right at the middle, the axis of the wheel where nothing turns, where there is no rotation, then you start to spin, and the further away you get, the more dizzy, everything is swirling, and nausea and confusion, and craziness.
“In 1273, Marco Polo visited Alamut, and brought back the story of how hashish was used to attract potential killers…After, Dante was the first to use the word “assassin” in the 19th Canto of The Inferno in his Divine Comedy. The word “assassin” remained in various European languages, right through to Dan Brown, author of the Da Vinci Code, who mentions the Assassins in his book, Angels and Demons. But there are a few reasons why the hashish-assassin myth is almost certainly wrong….If hashish is given in a large enough dose to cause unconsciousness, it will first cause nausea and hallucinations – which are usually very scary and unpleasant to the unsuspecting user.”
Thinking of Marco Polo reminded me….
He passed through the vast wilderness of the Gobi Desert. It took him a month
to cross it.
His narrative recalls that when a man is riding through the desert at night and gets separated from his companions, he hears spirit voices talking to him, as if they were his real companions, sometimes even speaking to him by name. He says that even during the day one can hear these spirit voices, and often hear music from instruments and drums, and the sound of the clash of weapons. Often these voices would lure men away from the path, to become hopelessly lost, and never to find it again. He says that many travellers died because of this phenomenon.
A person comes in to your clinic—any clinic—and says “I am a voice-hearer”. What do they mean? Auditory verbal hallucinations have been clinically defined as auditory perceptions in the absence of an appropriate external stimulus. This definition seems fairly neutral, even benign: it is simply hearing a sound when no sound is present, hearing a voice when there is no-one speaking. However, far more powerful, and at times pernicious, is the idea that hearing voices is first and foremost a feature of severe mental illness, and therefore that it must necessarily involve hearing loud commanding, abusive, or commentating voices.
People do report such experiences but they are by no means the whole story. In fact, people hear voices in a wide range of circumstances: for some it is an unremarkable feature of everyday experience, for others it is part of religious and spiritual devotion, an aspect of bereavement, or a source of intense creativity. Studies have shown that voice-hearing in the general population is more common than is usually thought and that up to 13% of people will hear voices at some point during their adult lives. People can hear voices during extreme states of physical exertion or sensory deprivation, and in the context of various neurological and physiological disorders, as well as in a range of psychiatric diagnoses.
Like having a fast heart rate, then, hearing voices can occur in a range of contexts and in states which may or may not be regarded clinically as pathological. People who have tachycardia may be exercising feverishly, smoking heavily, or experiencing intense anxiety in response to a social stimulus, but common to all is a resting heart rate of more than 100 beats per minute. By contrast, and even in the absence of any definitive biomarkers for auditory verbal hallucinations, first-person testimonies and phenomenological studies of voice-hearing repeatedly highlight the heterogeneity of these experiences. Indeed, these accounts call into question the very terms “voice” and “hearing”: some people report hearing non-verbal cries, rustling or buzzing, some describe experiences of “shouting thoughts” and “soundless voices”, others are in communication with alters or other aspects of the self.
Gurdjieff was also out in the Gobi. He described an expedition he made in 1898, with some companions from the Brotherhood of Seekers of Truth, into the desert in search of lost cities.
One of the difficulties they faced was the impenetrable sandstorms which made any
movement impossible. They overcame this seemingly insurmountable obstacle by
devising twenty-foot-high stilts, which allowed the wearer to get above the layer
of blowing sand and to travel with relative ease, because the upper surface of the sand
storm corresponded to the irregular contours of the hidden dunes below.
I have always loved reading about adventures and explorations, since I first learned to read, as a small boy. The books I was reading would spill over and pre-occupy my imagination. Wilfred Thesiger in the Empty Quarter… I adored anything like that. So I loved Marco Polo and Gurdjieff, and to learn this sort of thing, some science report I just found on an file from 1998
Stone Stumps Are Clues To Inca Astronomy —
Archaeologists have unearthed artifacts in South America that shed light on how the Inca organized their sun-worship rituals and how they physically kept track of the sun’s movements. The discovery also reveals a subtle strategy the Inca employed to maintain plebeian awe of the Inca elite.
According to University of Illinois at Chicago archaeologist Brian Bauer, “many scholars of Latin American antiquity believe that the Inca built large stone pillars to record the sun’s horizon location at the June and December solstices, but archaeologists had not found physical evidence of the pillars and there had been no detailed investigation into the organization of the solstice rituals.”
During a survey of pre-Hispanic sites on the Island of the Sun, in Lake Titicaca, Bauer and colleagues David Dearborn of Lawrence Livermore National Laboratory and graduate student Matthew Seddon of the University of Chicago discovered the remains of two stone pillars. They also found a large platform area just outside the walls of a sanctuary on the island. Archaeological and astronomical research, which the team presents in the Sept. 24 issue of Latin American Antiquity, suggests the Inca used the site to support the elites’ claim to power through elaborate solar rituals, perhaps using “two-tiered worship.”
In the early 15th century, the Inca empire — the largest state to develop in the Americas — expanded into the Lake Titicaca region in modern-day Peru and Bolivia and usurped the Island of the Sun from local control. The island and a sacred rock, which locals believed was the birthplace of the sun, had been the focus of worship for centuries, said Bauer.
Under the Inca it became one of the most important pilgrimage centers in South America. “The Inca nobility, as well as members of the general populace, journeyed to the island to worship and make offerings in a sanctuary plaza next to the sacred rock,” said Bauer.
The team’s research indicates that, on the June solstice, the Inca king and high priests of the empire assembled in a small plaza beside the sacred rock to witness the dramatic setting of the sun between the stone pillars. Their findings also indicate that, as the elite paid homage to the sun from within the sanctuary, lower-class pilgrims observed the event from a second platform outside the sanctuary wall.
From the perspective of the lower-class pilgrims, the sun set between the stone pillars — and directly over the ruling elite, who called themselves the children of the sun. “We’re proposing that the platform outside the sanctuary walls represents a segregation of the elite and non-elite classes of sun worship,” said Bauer. “This adds a new dimension to the practice of the solar cult that was not distinctly recorded in accounts of similar state rituals in the imperial capital, Cusco.
“While both groups participated in solar worship, the non-elites simultaneously offered respect to the sun and the children of that deity. This physical segregation emphasized that the Inca alone had direct access to the powers of the sun,” he said. The two stone pillars were erected on a natural ridge 600 meters to the northwest of the sacred rock. The plaza adjacent to the sacred rock was rectangular in shape, roughly 80 meters long and 35 meters wide, with the long axis pointing in the direction of the June solstice sunset. A sanctuary wall to the south and east blocked access to the site, which could only be reached through a gate. The secondary plaza, accessible to all pilgrims, was just outside the sanctuary wall and about 250 meters southeast of the sacred rock plaza.
Bauer said the remnants of stone pillars are similar to pillars around Cusco which were described by several Spanish chroniclers of the 16th century. Those pillars were large enough to be seen against the setting sun at a distance of 15 kilometers. One such set of pillars marked where the sun sets at the June solstice, the northernmost point at which the sun crosses the horizon. Unfortunately, said Bauer, a combination of post-conquest looting and recent urban growth in the Cusco valley has destroyed the area where the Cusco pillars once stood. Bauer and Dearborn’s research on the Island of the Sun is a continuation of their long-standing joint research on Inca astronomy.
They are the authors of Astronomy and Empire in the Ancient Andes (University of Texas Press), which examines the origins and organization of Inca astronomy in Cusco. Bauer declared that the findings from the Island of the Sun are “the first discovery and documentation of similar pillars outside the imperial capital of the Inca.” 25-Sep-1998 More Science Coverage: UniSci Science and Research News
And now Gurdjieff again, returning us to the standing stones….
Gurdjieff describes something like this in Meetings with Remarkable Men, in his account of a journey to a secret monastery in Turkestan.
In Turkestan there are many of these monuments, which are very cleverly placed; without them, we travelers would have no possibility of orienting ourselves in this chaotic, roadless region. They are usually erected on some elevated spot so that, if one knows the general plan of their placement, they can be seen a long way off, sometimes even from a score of miles. They are nothing more than single high blocks of stone or simply long poles driven into the ground.
Among the mountain folk there exist various beliefs concerning these monuments, such as the following: that at this spot some saint was either buried or taken up to heaven, that he killed the ‘seven-headed dragon’ there, or that something else extraordinary happened to him in that place. Usually the saint in whose name the monument was erected is considered the protector of the entire surrounding countryside, and when a traveler has successfully overcome any difficulty natural to the region–that is, escaped an attack by brigands or wild beasts, or has safely crossed a mountain or river, or surmounted any other danger–it is all attributed to the protection of this saint.
And so any merchant, pilgrim or other traveler who has passed through these dangers brings to the monument some kind of offering in gratitude. It became an established custom to bring as an offering something which, as is believed there, would mechanically remind the saint of the prayers of the person who brought the offering. Accordingly, they bring gifts such as a piece of cloth, the tail of an animal or something else of the kind, so that, with one end tied or fastened to the monument, the other end can flutter freely in the wind.
These things, moving in the wind, make the spot where the monument is placed visible to us travelers from a great distance. Whoever knows approximately the arrangement of these monuments can locate one of them from some elevated spot and make his way in its direction, and from it to the next, and so on. Without knowing the general pattern of their arrangement it is almost impossible to travel through these regions.
There are no well-defined roads or footpaths and, if some paths do form themselves, then, owing to the sudden changes of weather and the ensuing snowstorms, they very quickly change or are totally effaced. So if these landmarks were not there, a traveller trying to find suitable paths would become so confused that even the most delicate compass would be of no help to him.
It is possible to pass through these regions only by establishing the direction from monument to monument.. In this remarkable fusion of geography and allegory, Gurdjieff describes what Chatwin might have considered the origin of the fall–attributable less to human sin than to the restive demons of geology who created mountains, the first of the striated spaces; for in the mountains, the subtlety of the desert’s immanence and the precision of the walkabout becomes the drama of quest, transcendence and abstract monumentality.
The markers are memorials to beings who have negotiated terrific ordeals and who can be mechanically induced to protect travelers who are essentially aliens wandering in the mountainous void. No singers, no songs, no step-for-step tracing and recreation of the path. Here the path is contingent, no compass can help, only the marker-monuments flapping in the wind on the promontories can guide the traveler.
Gurdjieff’s own spiritual journey is congruent with his physical one. The monastery is the reward for an arduous and mysterious journey. The utopian home must be earned, by quest and ordeal.
And I realise that all those stories that I have enjoyed in my life, wild exotic romantic adventures, and fascinating details about far off cultures, have all been rather safe, because so removed by time and space, so distant.
And now I have these stones, upon my own doorstep, so to speak, and that is all rather unsettling, and the adventure is not ‘out there’, it never ever really was ‘out there’,it has always been an exploration ‘in here’, through me, through whatever it is that being me, is.
These stones that I have been following are pathways, trackways, through my own existence…
You know… the Grail Quest…
This insight… sets me back somewhat…
Nevermind. I am a man of courage and valour, I shall proceed undaunted… 🙂
I see I have reached my 5000 word mark, where I usually try to stop for the sake of my poor readers, who drop by the wayside and die in the ditches, unless the paramedics can save them in time with comforting salutations and stimulants, not that I care…
Walking on moss, mud, eggshells or trampling over dead men’s skulls, what difference does it make, I am still ulvfugl, I have no option, just have to carry on….
So one more important thing…
Many years ago I read some amazing stuff, concerning Sanchuniathon, but it was in some weird alternative underground zine, and I was told by a respectable academic to disregard it because it was all forgeries and inventions and rubbish.
But it seems not so !
So we must look at it again. From the ancient Phoenicians…
The supposed Sanchuniathon claimed to have based his work on “collections of secret writings of the Ammouneis discovered in the shrines”, sacred lore deciphered from mystic inscriptions on the pillars which stood in the Phoenician temples, lore which exposed the truth—later covered up by invented allegories and myths……
…..much of what has been preserved in this writing, despite the euhemeristic interpretation given it, turned out to be supported by the Ugaritic mythological texts excavated at Ras Shamra (ancient Ugarit) in Syria since 1929; Otto Eissfeldt demonstrated in 1952 that it does incorporate genuine Semitic elements that can now be related to the Ugaritic texts, some of which is shown in our versions of Sanchuniathon, remained unchanged since the second millennium BC.