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Graham Hancock – FINGERPRINTS OF THE GODS



                      an immense furnace. Flames spurted from fissures in the rocks; everywhere there
                      was the hissing of steam. All living things, all plant life, were blotted out. Only the
                      naked soil remained, but like the sky itself the earth was no more than cracks and
                      crevasses.

                      And now all the rivers, all the seas, rose and overflowed. From every side waves
                      lashed against waves.  They swelled and boiled slowly over  all  things. The earth
                      sank beneath the sea ...

                      Yet not all men perished in the great catastrophe. Enclosed in the wood itself of
                      the ash tree Yggdrasil—which the devouring flames of the universal conflagration
                      had been unable to consume—the ancestors of a future race of men had escaped
                      death. In  this asylum they had found  that  their  only nourishment had been  the
                      morning dew.

                      Thus it was that from the wreckage of the ancient world a new world was born.
                      Slowly the earth emerged from the waves. Mountains rose again and from them
                      streamed cataracts of singing waters.
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                   The new world this Teutonic myth announces is our own. Needless to say,
                   like the Fifth Sun of the Aztecs and the Maya, it was created long ago and
                   is new no longer. Can it be a coincidence that one of the many Central
                   American flood myths about the fourth epoch, 4 Atl  (‘water’), does not
                   install the Noah couple in an ark but places them instead in a great tree
                   just like Yggdrasil?  ‘4  Atl  was ended by floods.  The mountains
                   disappeared ... Two persons survived because they were ordered by one
                   of the gods to bore a hole in the trunk of a very large tree and to crawl
                   inside when the skies fell. The pair entered and survived. Their offspring
                   repopulated the world.’
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                     Isn’t it odd that the same symbolic language keeps cropping up in
                   ancient traditions from so many widely scattered regions of the world?
                   How can this be explained? Are we talking about some vast, subconscious
                   wave of intercultural telepathy, or  could elements of these remarkable
                   universal myths have been engineered,  long ages ago, by clever and
                   purposeful people? Which of these improbable propositions is the more
                   likely to be true? Or are there other possible explanations for the enigma
                   of the myths?
                     We shall return to these questions in due course. Meanwhile, what are
                   we to conclude about the apocalyptic visions of fire  and ice, floods,
                   volcanism and earthquakes, which the myths contain? They have  about
                   them a haunting and familiar realism. Could this be because they speak
                   to us of a past we suspect to be our own but can neither remember
                   clearly nor forget completely?



                     New Larousse Encyclopaedia of Mythology, pp. 275-7.
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                   28  Maya History and Religion, p. 332.







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