![]() Like Raleigh, I know what El Dorado really is. He made it halfway there in 1595, and saw a “mountain of crystal” on the horizon. I call it to mind now I see Raleigh’s Lake crawling like a giant centipede across the bottom of the Orinoco basin, 32 rivers skittering off it like long legs, with a round island at its heart. Better safe than sorry, and I do love looking at the map when I can. However, there’s always the chance that the map bears a concealed enchantment, to reveal more truths under this tropical sun or in the rays of the eclipse. I have it memorized anyway, and I suppose stealing it from the British Library was gilding the lily. I could unfold his map from my jacket, but it’s not worth the risk - although nobody in Caracas is likely to recognize it, I don’t need another investigation to delay me now. A blank spot on the map, even in 2005, a place so remote that even the RAF Tactical Pilotage Chart marks as “Relief Data Incompatible.” But I’m on the right track: it’s the same spot on Sir Walter Raleigh’s map where he drew the Lake of Manoa, the Lake of Gold ringing the Island of El Dorado. My calculations have narrowed it down somewhat, but I will have to shoot the sun from the ground to pinpoint it precisely. The path of the eclipse ends somewhere in the Venezuelan interior. And around it will shine a circle of sunlight, a ring of gold for me to step through. The moon will cross the face of the red sun, the Marriage of Red and White, of Rubedo and Albedo, and it will become black in shadow, fulfilling the Nigredo. on 8 April, and I need to be there at zero point. The timing is too close the annular eclipse ends at sunset, 6:17 P.M. 00498850 Ģ3 March 2005 4:39 P.M., Caracas - The Labyrinth twists slowly, but I finally received my permits for the interior today. TITLE PAGE Surveyor’s Notebook/Cook’s Stationers, Georgetown, Guyana/Reg. Fred Espenak, NASA Goddard Space Flight Center (2005) Contents of the Sherborne Anomaly, as decoded from the Left-Hand Script by Juana Guilfoyle, fifth-degree mystagogue, on May 8, 2005, with Charon and Mercury trine in Auriga. After crossing Panama and Colombia, the central path ends in Venezuela where a 33 second annular eclipse will occur at sunset. By the time the shadow reaches the coast of Costa Rica, the annular phase will already be 12 seconds and growing. The path becomes annular again about 800 km west of Costa Rica. Unfortunately, the total portion of the track never crosses land. At maximum eclipse, the duration of totality is 45 seconds. ![]() ![]() The path of this event begins as an annular eclipse, but it changes to total about 2200 km south of Tahiti. Sir Walter Raleigh, The Discoverie of Guiana (1596) On Friday, 2005 April 08, a hybrid eclipse of the Sun will be visible from within a narrow corridor which traverses the far Southern Hemisphere. ![]() Berreo told me that there were diamonds and other precious stones on it, and that they shined very far off but what it hath I know not, neither durst he or any of his men ascend to the top of the said mountain. I think there is not in the world so strange an overfall, nor so wonderful to behold. There falleth over it a mighty river which toucheth no part of the side of the mountain, but rusheth over the top of it, and falleth to the ground with so terrible a noise and clamour, as if a thousand great bells were knocked one against another. We saw it afar off and it appeared like a white church-tower of an exceeding height. When it grew towards sunset, we entered a branch of a river that fell into the Orinoco, called Winicapora where I was informed of the mountain of crystal, to which in truth for the length of the way, and the evil season of the year, I was not able to march, nor abide any longer upon the journey. The secret Atlantean “temples” of Astral Space.Temple guardians, enchanted items, and all manner of creatures found near Atlantean ruins.The legends of Atlantis throughout the ages, including many forgotten versions of the myth of the Awakened City.But I have a map, and I know certain secrets. In some of these places, the guardians charged with their protection still wait, ready to destroy interlopers. The lords of these storehouses are long gone, but their enchantments remain, enigmas to confound us, their heirs in magic. The ancients hoarded their magic and sealed it in secret redoubts, hidden from Sleepers and the debased spells of our age.
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