The rotting values of our Dear Leader
After months examining microscopic samples, the team concluded in January that the Shroud of Turin is centuries older than its carbon date. Dr. Garza said the shroud's fibers are coated with bacteria and fungi that have grown for centuries. Carbon dating, he said, had sampled the contaminants as well as the fibers' cellulose.http://www.uthscsa.edu/mission/spring96/shroud.htm
Haunting imageThe Shroud of Turin, as seen by the naked eye, is a negative image of a man with his hands folded. The linen is 14 feet, 3 inches long and 3 feet, 7 inches wide. The shroud is wrapped in red silk and kept in a silver chest in the Chapel of the Holy Shroud in the Cathedral of St. John the Baptist in Turin, Italy.
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I have always wondered about the skinny hippy in those Catholic churches was he malnourished because of the Roman dungeon. He was a a working stiff, there were no power tools, seems like he would have had better muscle definition.
I have had only one dream that i woke up from and thought that it was Jesus I had dreamt about. He was a black man, an Afro American to judge by his accent. A nice guy, one of those people it just feels good to hang out with. Don't you just love dreams; cheap entertainment.
I have never heard the voice of G-d But I do believe I have heard the still small voice in the silence, not even a whisper, more like a presence. Maybe it was Jimmy Cricket, the voice of my conscience
Dam you perezoso you and that Hollywood post of yours I been looking at all those images I got stored up from movies. The one that comes to mind when I think of bears is the last scene in Legends Of The Fall. A good death. Of the animals I worked with in that circus the bear was the spookiest. He rode an old Harley Davidson vintage 1930's after the show all these people would come back stage and try to get that Harley, they would offer brand new motorcycles in exchange but the trainer could not do it. He would have to retrain the bear.*************
That shroud may not be a miracle. But so far it has been inexplicable. If that is the right word.
I have seen some pretty graphics of NMR scans of the brain showing what happens when a "religious" experience is happening. Had to do with a kid who had seizures where he would have mystical visions. I think it was on NOVA
I think that there is a local area in the human brain that gives rise to all these religious feelings, and non religious feeling, rationality and irrationality are not isolated in different areas. The Minsky Meat machine brain. kind of digital, on/off, god/no god. It seems kind of like Zen
I think that, but I don't know jack shit about Zen. I just want to do it not learn a new vocabulary.
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That is one of my favorite religions. They hunted and worshipped bears, standing over fifteen feet tall. There were stacks of bear skuls arranged in ceremonial piles. A worth while religion . I can't find the link yet, I am working from memory of a anthropology course from thirty years ago. Before that Clan of The Cave Bear novel was written. I like the part about not minding the smell of hyaena shit.
Chapter 11 provides Aldhouse-Green's final interpretation of the site, an overview of human occupation and a very useful summary of the evidence for Early Upper Palaeolithic burials throughout Europe. Green sees the site as mainly being used by carnivores until 29k, essentially hyenas, but their decline around this time led to an increase in bears and subsequently modern humans. The first modern humans to visit carried an Aurignacian tool kit, their entry into Britain late in European terms and probably reflecting Britain's liminal position in the UP world, followed by a series of periodic Gravettian visits (including the burial at 26 kya). He sees humans using the cave as a sacred place visited only on ritual occasion, replete with magic wands, shamanistic ceremony and bear-worship. Neanderthals had a limited presence prior to 30kya, and unlike modern humans were apparently not deterred by the presence of hyaena shit in the cave. The final chapter is intended to provide some perspective on the previous one, being a review of social & ritual life among Australian hunter-gatherers. It is an interesting and useful chapter, but its inclusion as the final chapter of this book might raise a few eyebrows.
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now you can go shit in your hat for all I care.
Seventh Revision
