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Lake Titicaca: The Lost Origins of the Sun, the Moon, the Stars, and Mankind

So Spake Mo…
Alright, go ahead, get it out. Breathe… Worst playground  joke ever. Yes, this is probably the reason we never learned about the place in school. How exactly would the teacher introduce it? No one knows the origin of the name either, so translating it to English as “Rock Puma” (the lake being in the shape of a puma chasing a rabbit) or “Crag of Lead” is not academically sound.
 
But that’s a shame, because this lake so high up in the Andes along the Peru/Bolivia border has a fascin...

Lake Titicaca: The Lost Origins of the Sun, the Moon, the Stars, and Mankind

So Spake Mo…
Alright, go ahead, get it out. Breathe… Worst playground joke ever. Yes, this is probably the reason we never learned about the place inschool. How exactly would the teacher introduce it? No one knows the origin ofthe name either, so translating it to English as “Rock Puma” (the lake being inthe shape of a puma chasing a rabbit) or “Crag of Lead” is not academicallysound.

But that’s a shame, because this lake so high up in theAndes along the Peru/Bolivia border has afascinating he...

Lost Places: Time and Progress Erode the Landscape of Collective Memory

So Spake Mo…
Through an expanse of years, shattering a divide of incredibledistance, I listened to words of Michael Wood last night. He served as my guidewe traced over the British and French landscape, as we traced back into thelegend of Arthur, the Once and Future King. photo credit: neilalderney123 Let us begin with Merlin, the blonde-haired boy with no father whomKing Vortigern ordered sacrificed in order that the king’s tower might finallystand. I know this tale well. It sits on th...

Lost Places: Time and Progress Erode the Landscape of Collective Memory

So Spake Mo…
Through an expanse of years, shattering a divide of incredibledistance, I listened to words of Michael Wood last night. He served as my guidewe traced over the British and French landscape, as we traced back into thelegend of Arthur, the Once and Future King. photo credit: neilalderney123 Let us begin with Merlin, the blonde-haired boy with no father whomKing Vortigern ordered sacrificed in order that the king’s tower might finallystand. I know this tale well. It sits on th...

Life in a Small Town...Or a Deserted Island...Or Long-Distance Space Voyager

So Spake Mo...
Far away, on the island of Floreana on the outer edge of the  Galapagos, two lovers came to settle, to build their hermitage and live out their philosophy. Everything in their grand experiment from the shape of their garden, to their meatless diet (carefully reinforced by the removal of their teeth before they departed Germany), to their nudist lifestyle  followed Dr. Friedrich Ritter’s mystical re-interpretation of Nietzschean and Taoist philosophy. His mistress Dore Strauch-Ko...

Life in a Small Town...Or a Deserted Island...Or Long-Distance Space Voyager

So Spake Mo...
Far away, on the island of Floreana on the outer edge of the Galapagos, two lovers came to settle, to build their hermitage and live outtheir philosophy. Everything in their grand experiment from the shape of theirgarden, to their meatless diet (carefully reinforced by the removal of theirteeth before they departed Germany), to their nudist lifestyle followed Dr. Friedrich Ritter’s mystical re-interpretation of Nietzschean andTaoist philosophy. His mistress Dore Strauch-Koerwin...

A Little Trip to Cincinnati, A Little Slip Through Time

So Spake Mo…
I wasn’t sure what I would see on the shuttle ride from the airport tothe conference hotel for the Lori Foster Reader & Author Get Together.Cincinnati, Ohio.

Averdant landscape blurred past, punctuated with the occasional building: lovely
historic brick, industrial painted cinderblock. Familiar. Too familiar to be
awe-inspiring on its own. So I leaned forward and asked the driver, “So what’s
interesting about your state?” (c) Existential Crisis Factory He rattled off info...

The Evolution of Our Humanity: The Magic of Fire

So Spake Mo...

Perhaps it has happened once to you. Perhaps you
sat once amongst the stones in solitude and felt
something, a wavering sense of the ancient, a feeling
thatsomething significant had happened right here
where you sat.

There is a place in the world where that is more true than any other,where the residue of ancient lives is thicker, richer in the dense, dry soilthan anywhere else on earth.

WonderwerkCave.

At the edge of the Kalahari Desert, thiscave extends nearly a mile into the...

The Bridge of the Gods: Listen My Little Love, That���s the Rush of the Wind

So Spake Mo…
Before an expanse of metal filament spanned the waters of the Columbia from her Oregonto her Washington shores, an ancient landslide servedthe First Peoples as a bridge from one side of the awesome gorge to theother.

Decade after decade the Columbia strained against this entrapment,slowly wearing away at the underbelly of The Great Crossover. The tribes of theFirst People knew it was fragile. They had their rules for its use to protectthe many against its inevitable fall.

And many...

The Bridge of the Gods: Listen My Little Love, That’s the Rush of the Wind

So Spake Mo…
Before an expanse of metal filament spanned the waters of the Columbia from her Oregonto her Washington shores, an ancient landslide servedthe First Peoples as a bridge from one side of the awesome gorge to theother.

Decade after decade the Columbia strained against this entrapment,slowly wearing away at the underbelly of The Great Crossover. The tribes of theFirst People knew it was fragile. They had their rules for its use to protectthe many against its inevitable fall.

And many...