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The Ancients Knew Atlantis
Pliny the Elder (1st c. AD) — "The whole of this country was called Aetheria, then Atlantia, and last of all Aethiopia." — Natural History 6.35
Marcellus, Ethiopian Histories (quoted by Proclus, 5th c. AD) — A lost book on Ethiopia, cited as the source that kept the memory of a vast island called Atlantis and the islands it once ruled. — Proclus, On the Timaeus, Book I
Diodorus Siculus (1st c. BC) — The Ethiopians were the first of all men, and Egypt was their colony; the Atlantians, on the ocean shore of Africa, the people among whom the gods were born. — Library 3.2–3; 3.56–57
Herodotus (5th c. BC) — The Atlantes, a people of Africa, take their name from the mountain of Atlas. — Histories 4.184
Homer (8th c. BC) — The gods leave Olympus to feast with the blameless Ethiopians by the stream of Ocean; Atlas holds the pillars at the ends of the earth. — Iliad 1.423; Odyssey 1.52
#Atlantis
L’ordre cosmologique de l’Égypte arriva dans la vallée du Nil complet. Quelqu’un le porta vers le nord. Les Textes des Pyramides encodent des positions stellaires de milliers d’années antérieures à leur inscription, la Douat cartographie un bassin que la vallée du Nil n’a jamais contenu, et l’itinéraire en douze stations du culte funéraire suit un fleuve que les Égyptiens ne virent jamais.
Les Textes des Pyramides ne furent pas composés à l’Ancien Empire. Ils y furent inscrits : mis par écrit dans la pierre au moment où la lignée reconnut que la transmission orale et rituelle approchait des limites de sa fiabilité.
Ce que le culte funéraire préserva à travers ces sept millénaires n’était pas une mythologie, et pas une théologie au sens doctrinal. C’était une carte : une cartographie géographiquement spécifique, navigationnellement fonctionnelle, du bassin par lequel l’âme retournait à sa source, maintenue dans le travail quotidien du temple avec la même fiabilité que l’observatoire en terrasses du dôme avait maintenue pour son travail stellaire.
Les morts reçurent une carte. La carte était le fleuve. La carte était les mémoires de l’Awash, mises en miroir le long du Nil.
#Égypte #Atlantis #Pyramides #Douat
The term Aethiopia was first coined by Homer himself.
Odysseus' voyage tells of a real expedition to the Afar Depression in Ethiopia.
Although the geographical knowledge at the time of Homer was quite limited, the area's features are so intrinsically bizarre that they made it to the Odyssey.
#Homer #Iliad #Odyssey
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My theory is fully falsifiable and does not need aliens or motherships. It stands on its own even if briefly discussing the well established science of concomitant human evolution in the Afar with older species of Homo interacting with Sapiens.
First and foremost, I can be proven wrong in one day of field testing and this is what science is all about: you are always the one most likely to fool yourself. So going in and seeing what is there is non-negotiable.
Atlantis cannot, and will not, exist outside a scientific endeavour. Stay tuned!
#Atlantis #AncientMysteries #Science
The legend of Alexander begins with an egg.
And ends at an island.
#AlexanderTheGreat #AncientHistory
Three arms, one island
The Celts swore their oaths by three things: unless the sky falls, unless the sea breaks its bounds, unless the earth opens beneath us. Three realms, held together by a promise.
Their sign for it turns: the triskele, three arms spinning from one centre. On the Isle of Man it is still the flag, and legend says it is the sea god Manannán himself, rolling across the mist on three legs. An island in the middle of the sea, wearing three arms.
And their Otherworld was always an island across the water. The Isle of Apples. The Land of Youth. Hy-Brasil, seen once in seven years. The kingdom under the wave. Ys, Lyonesse, the drowned lands their bards would not forget.
Inside Newgrange, older than any Celt, the triple spiral is cut in the dark. The Celts inherited it and made the mound a home of gods.
In Ethiopia that sign is a landscape.
The upper water: the springs and lakes of the highland plateau, 2,500 metres up, where the river is born. The heavens’ water, falling and gathered.
The middle water: the Awash, descending through its valley, twelve stations from the plateau to the plain. The living river, the water that walks.
The lower water: the salt. The depression sinks below the level of the sea, and there the river never reaches the ocean. It dies into the terminal lakes, into brine, into the underworld laid bare.
Three waters, three worlds, stacked one above the other in rock and air. And where do they meet?
At one point only: the island in the terminal lake, where the waters of the plateau arrive by the river and stand still above the salt.
The centre the three arms turn around, a centre that held everything around it. The triskelion is the same idea drawn in one line: three worlds, one hub.
#Atlantis #CelticMythology #Triskelion
2,500 years ago the coins of Lycia, on the coast of Anatolia, were struck with the triskeles: three arms turning around a point. The sign was old long before the Celts carried it west. 🌀
#Anatolia #Triskelion
Galicia keeps the Celtic triskel too, and its own drowned city: beneath the old Lagoa de Antela, legend says, lies Antioquía, swallowed by the waters for its sins. On a still day, they said, you could hear its bells. 🌀
#Galicia #Triskelion
9,000 years ago at Lepenski Vir, on the Danube in Serbia, people carved fish-faced figures beside a great whirlpool: the vir that gave the place its name. The river people at the turning water. Today their village lies under a dam lake. 🌀
#LepenskiVir #Serbia
Sicily wears the same sign. The trinacria: three legs turning around a Gorgon’s face, on an island Homer called Thrinakia, where the cattle of the Sun grazed. Another island at the centre of three arms. 🌀
#Triskelion #Sicily
Egypt didn’t build along the Nile at random.
Aswan to Luxor: the upper world, the pole’s reach.
Luxor to Memphis: twelve houses of the sky laid on the earth.
Memphis to the sea: the lower world, with Giza at its core.
One river, three worlds. A sacred map. Of something far older.
(To be continued)
#Egypt #Ancientmysteries #Atlantis
In a 1968 film astronauts crash on a planet of rock and dust and salt, a landscape so strange it can only be another world — the Forbidden Zone. At the end the astronaut rides down a beach and finds a ruin half-buried in the sand and understands he has been home the whole time.
The alien planet was Earth. The ruin was ours. The strangeness was the past.
Now here is a thing every guidebook to the Horn of Africa will tell you: that the Forbidden Zone was filmed at Lake Abbe among the limestone chimneys. It wasn't. But the myth will not die.
The astronaut on the beach got the direction backwards. He thought he'd found the future. He'd found the origin.
#Atlantis #Afar #Ethiopia
St. Peter’s cathedral, Christianity’s most important sanctuary, was built upon the ruins of a previous temple dedicated to the Atlantean smith god Vulcan.
The original temple included a hippodrome, as one of the favourite distractions of Atlanteans and Romans alike, was in fact horseracing.
Plato was telling the truth.
For two and a half millennia, the story of Atlantis has been dismissed as allegory or pursued as legend across every ocean basin on earth.
The Egyptian priests who transmitted the account to Solon were doing exactly what they said — preserving a geographical record of a real civilisation in a real landscape that had ceased to exist in its original form.
#Atlantis #Plato #AncientMysteries #mythology