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KellyPrettyBear
I still stand with my god-making observation.. but perhaps the god-making was related to harvesting a little god for subcomponents.
I know this sounds gruesome in the extreme.. and I'm really surprised that you either don't know this or haven't said it.. but you know there is another way to obtain that black flame of yours.. by processing "black sludge"; the aftermath of the forced decomposition of certain classes of beings.
Clark Ashton Smith, Ubbo-Sathla
Through aeons of anterior sensation, of crude lust and hunger, of aboriginal terror and madness, there was someone—or something—that went ever backward in time. Death became birth, and birth was death. In a slow vision of reverse change, the earth appeared to melt away, and sloughed off the hills and mountains of its latter strata. Always the sun grew larger and hotter above the fuming swamps that teemed with a crasser life, with a more fulsome vegetation. And the thing that had been Paul Tregardis, that had been Zon Mezzamalech, was a part of all the monstrous devolution. It flew with the claw-tipped wings of a pterodactyl, it swam in tepid seas with the vast, winding bulk of an ichthyosaurus, it bellowed uncouthly with the armored throat of some forgotten behemoth to the huge moon that burned through primordial mists.
At length, after aeons of immemorial brutehood, it became one of the lost serpent-men who reared their cities of black gneiss and fought their venomous wars in the world's first continent. It walked undulously in ante-human streets, in strange crooked vaults; it peered at primeval stars from high, Babelian towers; it bowed with hissing litanies to great serpent-idols. Through years and ages of the ophidian era it returned, and was a thing that crawled in the ooze, that had not yet learned to think and dream and build. And the time came when there was no longer a continent, but only a vast, chaotic marsh, a sea of slime, without limit or horizon, without shore or elevation, that seethed with a blind writhing of amorphous vapors.
There, in the grey beginning of Earth, the formless mass that was Ubbo-Sathla reposed amid the slime and the vapors. Headless, without organs or members, it sloughed from its oozy sides, in a slow, ceaseless wave, the amoebic forms that were the archetypes of earthly life. Horrible it was, if there had been aught to apprehend the horror; and loathsome, if there had been any to feel loathing. About it, prone or tilted in the mire, there lay the mighty tablets of star-quarried stone that were writ with the inconceivable wisdom of the pre-mundane gods.
And there, to the goal of a forgotten search, was drawn the thing that had been—or would sometime be—Paul Tregardis and Zon Mezzamalech. Becoming a shapeless eft of the prime, it crawled sluggishly and obliviously across the fallen tablets of the gods, and fought and ravened blindly with the other spawn of Ubbo-Sathla.
KellyPrettyBear
This is all particle physics of course.. I don't believe in any new age crap.
Lurker1
Excuse me if this has been posted already. I haven't read the entire thread yet.
Is it possible the pyramids are just giant sensory deprivation chambers? Does anyone know if there are signs of water and/or salt within the "sarchophagus" in the King's Chamber of the Great Pyramid?
There is a story, unsubstantiated, that Napoleon slept in the King's Chamber overnight and emerged shaken. This would be consistent with a deprivation experience.
KellyPrettyBear
Limestone has electrical properties... And granite which was used for the 'kings chamber' is
generally radioactive.. sometimes markedly so.. sometimes enough to cause a health risk.
KellyPrettyBear
Now we just need a breathing mask and diving bell oxygen mover
maquino
KellyPrettyBear
Limestone has electrical properties... And granite which was used for the 'kings chamber' is
generally radioactive.. sometimes markedly so.. sometimes enough to cause a health risk.
I wasn't aware of either of these facts; thanks for the info. Two more clicks of the Rubik's Cube, methinks.
maquino
KellyPrettyBear
Now we just need a breathing mask and diving bell oxygen mover
Another good consideration. I've always wondered how anyone could breathe deep within the GP for any amount of time without passing out for lack of oxygen.
By themselves, the "air shafts" in the KC chamber wouldn't suffice, although I understand that today a power fan has been hooked up to one of them to force air through. Even so, the interior air quality of the GP sucks. One more indication that this was not a structure designed or intended for humans.
My heart [but not my nose] goes out to all those Victorian explorers who spent long hours/days inside the GP when it was completely filled with bat poop!
Winged Pharaoh was followed by other historical fantasies, or as Grant called them, "Far Memory books," or "previous life autobiographies".
This book was initially accepted as a novel; Grant's first husband was a barrister and Egyptologist who spent many years prior to World War II working on excavations in Egypt, and as Joan accompanied him on some of these expeditions she was quite aware of many facets of Egyptian history.
"Winged Pharaoh" was claimed by some to in fact be a re-incarnationist autobiography. Historians claimed that the calendar used in the book had never existed and also that there was no evidence whatsoever for the existence of an avenue of trees referred to in the book. After World War II a text was found which when translated proved to be the calendar referred to by Grant in the 1937 book.
Bybyots
Hey you two,
Did you know that that was how Joan Grant did it in her book Winged Pharaoh?
The character Sekeeta undergoes an initiation ceremony that includes being sealed and isolated within a pyramid (if I remember that correctly). When she emerges she is called Sekhet-Ra and she rules Aegypt with a just hand.
Winged Pharaoh was followed by other historical fantasies, or as Grant called them, "Far Memory books," or "previous life autobiographies".
This book was initially accepted as a novel; Grant's first husband was a barrister and Egyptologist who spent many years prior to World War II working on excavations in Egypt, and as Joan accompanied him on some of these expeditions she was quite aware of many facets of Egyptian history.
"Winged Pharaoh" was claimed by some to in fact be a re-incarnationist autobiography. Historians claimed that the calendar used in the book had never existed and also that there was no evidence whatsoever for the existence of an avenue of trees referred to in the book. After World War II a text was found which when translated proved to be the calendar referred to by Grant in the 1937 book.
Great book. Have either of you read it?
Happy Sunday,
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