Showing posts with label Keys (the Bhubezi Mythology). Show all posts
Showing posts with label Keys (the Bhubezi Mythology). Show all posts

Friday, 3 May 2019

MORE keys!

Its been a REALLY long time since anyone has heard anything from the Bhubezi Women. So long in fact, do you even remember they exist?  Quite a lot happened after the Traveller, the Red Giraffe and Lammassu entered the Lion Gate - the main entrance of the Bronze Age Citadel of Mycenaean. There had been just a slight fhhoop sound and suddenly they were confronted with a row of French ultramarine/Prussian blue glass vases. A weird voice said “Choose only one and choose wisely”.  Cross pollination was already happening at the Borders of Between and SO MUCH TIME HAD ELAPSED! Plus, no one had noticed that a Scorplio had travelled with them, but he seemed quite calm and more curious than anything. 
The Authentic Massacre of the Innocent Image
Cut-Up Painting # 111.
2m X .60cm

Tuesday, 2 May 2017

Where things fall apart, but don't, they cant...


Image collaborated with first year DUT students.
@ The Lion Gate
So, we left the Traveller, the Red Giraffe and Lammassu at the Gate of all Nations, with a key in hand. The creatures from between were anxious and Lammassu knew it was just a matter of time before the pollination process needed to keep the Bhubezi genetic stock clean would die.
That would create a problem in finding the third last key. Luckily, their next stop was the Lion Gate - the main entrance of the Bronze Age citadel of Mycenae, erected during the 13th century BC in the northwest side of the acropolis.

Historians believe this to be the sole surviving monumental piece of Mycenaean sculpture, as well as the largest sculpture in the prehistoric Aegean.  It is the only monument of Bronze Age Greece to bear an iconographic motif that survived without being buried underground, and the only relief image which was described in the literature of classical antiquity, such that it was well known prior to modern archaeology blah blaah blaaalh. Homer mentions Mycenae, and well he should (or is it he?) [Bearing in mind its possible that ‘Homer’ could represent a group of poets, or the imaginary author of a traditional body of oral myths].

{If Homer is to be considered a mythical character, the legendary founder of a guild of rhapsodes (professional performers of epic poetry) called the Homeridae, then "Homer" means the works attributed to the rhapsodes of the guild, who might have composed primarily in a single century or over a period of centuries}.

Where was I, I lost my train of thought (Lyrehc here) {sorry, one thought} - [The time gap in the chain is bridged by the scholia or notes, on the existing manuscripts, which indicate that the original had been published by Aristarchus in the 2nd century BCE. Librarian of the Alexandrian Library, he had noticed a wide divergence in the works attributed to Homer, and was trying to restore a more authentic copy. He had collected several manuscripts, which he named: the Sinopic, the Massiliotic, etc. The one he selected for correction was The Koine].

The Koine is NOT just the common language of the Greeks from the close of the classical period to the Byzantine era or a common language shared by various peoples; a lingua franca, it is a set of books, which was penned by myself well before the bridges were problematic. They are guarded by 8 Scorplio - quite shy creatures, nocturnal and highly dangerous. They were first bred in Africa, close to the river Zambezi by She. Initial stock came from the mountains along the Indus River.

Purported Scroll of She - part of the ‘Koine Books’




Friday, 9 September 2016

Further happenings at The Gate of All Nations with Lamassu.



Remember this part of the story?
“”Lamassu, for those sufficiently interested was actually the name of Hypatia’s guardian (of COURSE she existed before the Alexandrian library).  He protected her like a lion from her beginnings and THAT is where the iconography of his speed and strength occurs.  There were a succession of dapper, lion-like men with the strength of bulls who protected the Bhubezi Women, but that’s part of another story”.

Anyway:


When we left him last he was surreptitiously pulling a piece of Erichs map out his Saville row suit pocket, and one glyph in the corner was glowing.  Worse, if he had to leave in a hurry, the two Finders were still missing.

The Moor minions were also looking hugely suspicious and all this attention was causing his Man-Face to slip to his older self - the one who tackled the Barbarians who mistreated Hypatia.
How much more…
and suddenly
The Red Giraffe and Traveller   were at his elbow, pulling him back to sanity.
“GET A GRIP”!
“We have the key”!