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@HunterBiden Great post. Respect.

Every one of these species had walked this region during the wet phases when the lake was high. Every one of them had stood, at some version of this gorge, and watched the river make its commitment to the terminal lake. The site I was reading was not new to human eyes. It was the landscape that had been shaping human eyes for three million years. When I say the record that Plato transmitted is older than Homo sapiens, I am not speaking loosely. I mean it literally.

The place I was looking at was not merely ancient in the geological sense. It was ancient in the human sense: the deepest possible human sense. The Afar Depression is one of the primary sites of hominin evolution on earth. Australopithecus afarensis, whose most complete skeleton was recovered forty kilometres south of this gorge in 1974, walked the margins of these basins three million years ago. Homo habilis, Homo erectus, and the archaic human species that palaeoanthropologists variously classify as H. heidelbergensis or late H. erectus followed across the next two million years, leaving their tools in the sediments of the rift valley’s successive lake margins.

A geographical argument, built from geological measurement, palaeoclimatological reconstruction, comparative textual analysis, and architectural correspondence, for the proposition that the landscape Plato describes in the Timaeus and Critias is the Afar Depression of Ethiopia during the wet phase, and that the island at its centre is Dama Ali, a volcanic shield whose physical dimensions, spring hydrology, concentric terrace structure, and catastrophic fate all correspond to Plato’s text with the exactness of a geological survey rather than the approximation of a literary parallel.

At the Gorge-Mouth, at the mouth of the rivers I was named. Gilgamesh, Tablet XI The things preserved here are said to be the oldest. Plato, Timaeus 22e This book began at a gorge. Not at a library or a seminar, not with a reading of Plato or a survey of Egyptological literature, but at the edge of a basalt escarpment in the Afar Depression of Ethiopia, in the early morning before the heat made the salt plain below impassable, standing at the eastern threshold of Lake Abhe Bad where the Gobaad graben’s fault scarp opens through the basin’s rim toward the Lake Assal corridor. The forty-metre gap in the dark basalt is dry now, a wind-scoured passage above an exposed salt flat, the calcium carbonate towers of the chimney field still rising from the lake margin below it. But at the freshwater-period highstand, ten thousand years ago, this was the spillway: the threshold at which the accumulated drainage of the entire Ethiopian rift, delivered into the basin by the Awash from the northwest, made its last commitment and was forced out eastward toward the marine corridor beyond. Nothing of that overflow reaches the sea today. The lake has long since dropped below the threshold; what the Awash now delivers to the basin from the northwest evaporates into the sky. But the spillway is still there, and the gorge it cut is still measurable. I had come because of three words in Akkadian. They appear in the eleventh tablet of the Epic of Gilgamesh, at the moment when the god Ea instructs Utnapishtim, the Babylonian flood survivor, keeper of immortality, on the location of his island home. The phrase is ina pi narati. Translators have rendered it as “at the mouth of the rivers,” or “where the rivers flow together,” or occasionally “at the world’s edge.” These translations are not strictly wrong, but they are insufficiently geographical. The Akkadian naru means river, but it also carries the sense of a gorge, a cut through rock. Pi means mouth, but also opening, threshold, the point at which a confined thing releases itself into a larger body. The phrase, read geographically rather than cosmologically, describes a geographical feature: the gorge-mouth, the constriction through which an elevated river forces its way into a terminal basin. The place where the water makes its last commitment.

@VandreaXinc Hi there. Happy to discuss with people who share this passion. I am afraid I dont quite understand your question...America is not a topic in my book. Other than denying all american hypothesis!My Atlantis is in East Africa. I will gladly explain you the details. Best

@pfitzart Hi there. Great. I have vol 2 and 3 ready. In the meantime many more published if you want to take a look. Your question about paradise implies that you believe in a paradise...but why?

You did not find the island. The island found you. #Atlantis

@digijordan Religion is not stupid. Its just misunderstood. War is stupid. And the price we all pay for misunderstanding.

@stephenRB4 Hi

@katherineveritt Now start a book where the Timaeus is fully vindicated.

@4gottnHistory Because the zodiacal Leo anchors terrestrial kingship. Its a power status message.

@gtlpguanthwei @forallcurious I dont get it...she was expelled from the Addis plateau. And had her children not far from the Garden, near present day Adama down in the valley. No contradiction whatsoever.

@robbertleusink This is a distortion of the truth. The Church persecuted all forms of gnosis. The Renaissance happened when they failed to contain the Cathar families that sought refuge in northern Italy. Vengeance was due. And it began to be served. Psy-ops go a long way.

@sciencegirl This is boring...and in need of some boring...maybe shift focus to the real thing?

@DeDunkingPast The truth can be a bit more complex. What if a previous species of Homo had a subtype of white-skinned individuals? African of course. Check my pinned post.

@OMApproach I have a theory on an atlantean root of the zodiac. A geomorphic zodiac. Check it out.

@InterstellarUAP What...? Levitating stones with chants? Oh no...