Started out somewhat interesting but it really focuses more on Pepi Papakosta than the actual tomb, Alexandria and their findings (or lack thereof). It was interesting to revisit ancient Alexandria but the documentary as a whole not completely satisfying or something I would recommend. A rare Nat Geo miss in my opinion.
Lost Tomb Torrent
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Whilst this is about the lost tomb of Alexander The Great, there is no break through or significant discovery regarding his tomb.It is however a very interesting look at the excavation work being done around the old royal quarter of ancient Alexandria, and some interesting finds are made.
The site gained attention globally with the release of this controversial 2007 documentary, The Lost Tomb of Jesus, directed by Simcha Jacobovici and with Academy Award-winning director James Cameron serving as the executive producer. The film covers the initial discovery of the tomb by those involved in a construction project and asserts that it was the family tomb of Jesus, it talks about there once being ten ossuaries in the tomb but claims that one was stolen by artefact dealers. The film was released in conjunction with a book about the subject, The Jesus Family Tomb, which was co-authored by Jacobovici.
In the novel, Wu Xie is the owner of an antique store but in the series, he is an overseas returnee who studied at a German University and returned to China to return an antique to the country. The rest of the team also became "protectors of the antique" instead of a "tomb-raiding team".[15]
Also coinciding with the anniversary of the discovery, an Egyptology professor now claims that British archaeologist Howard Carter, who led the original excavation into King Tut's tomb, may have stolen jewelry that belonged to the boy pharaoh.
Professor Marc Gabolde of Paul-Valéry University of Montpellier in France used photos taken when King Tut's tomb was originally discovered to show that parts of a collar worn by the pharaoh matched those up for auction and in museums, according to Live Science. Parts of the collar are now on display at a museum in Kansas City, Mo., while beads from Tutankhamun's tomb are now at a St. Louis museum.
And while the discovery of his tomb remains a monumental find, Egyptian officials have spent decades convinced there was more to uncover. A controversial theory that his tomb first belonged to a relative, Queen Nefertiti, ended after researchers concluded four years ago that there were no hidden chambers or tombs at the same site.
You are an adventure seeker who travels the world in search of forgotten & lost treasures. Search for hidden objects and circumvent unique puzzle traps to recover the most sought after treasures the world has ever known.
You are an adventure seeker who travels the world in search of forgotten & lost treasures and Egypt is your next stop! Search for hidden objects and circumvent unique puzzle traps to recover the most sought after treasures the world has ever known.
Upon Cypress' command, Eclipse Admin Tyler powers up the portal structure that they assembled, causing the Bronze Brick necklace to be ripped off from player's neck and fly towards the portal, unlocking the Evil Djinn's tomb. Cypress throws the Prison Bottle handed by Eclipse Admin Harry through the portal, breaking it and summoning Hoopa Unbound!
without reservations.Other poets crossed those rainy afternoonsfrom the portico of Saint-Merry to Place Dauphine.We heard the phrasing of the final droplets,although the torrent seemed to hide itselfbeneath the rocks,opening cracks into the underworld.With the gesture of the missing eyesand the face lost behind the veil,the Sibyl indicated another dark interval.
At a little village (Ozumba) near the base of Popocatapetl, where we purposed to commence the ascent, we procured guides and two pack mules with forage for our horses. High up on the mountain there was a deserted house of one room, called the Vaqueria, which had been occupied years before by men in charge of cattle ranging on the mountain. The pasturage up there was very fine when we saw it, and there were still some cattle, descendants of the former domestic herd, which had now become wild. It was possible to go on horseback as far as the Vaqueria, though the road was somewhat hazardous in places. Sometimes it was very narrow with a yawning precipice on one side, hundreds of feet down to a roaring mountain torrent below, and almost perpendicular walls on the other side. At one of these places one of our mules loaded with two sacks of barley, one on each side, the two about as big as he was, struck his load against the mountain-side and was precipitated to the bottom. The descent was steep but not perpendicular. The mule rolled over and over until the bottom was reached, and we supposed of course the poor animal was dashed to pieces. What was our surprise, not long after we had gone into bivouac, to see the lost mule, cargo and owner coming up the ascent. The load had protected the animal from serious injury; and his owner had gone after him and found a way back to the path leading up to the hut where we were to stay.
The night at the Vaqueria was one of the most unpleasant I ever knew. It was very cold and the rain fell in torrents. A little higher up the rain ceased and snow began. The wind blew with great velocity. The log-cabin we were in had lost the roof entirely on one side, and on the other it was hardly better then a sieve. There was little or no sleep that night. As soon as it was light the next morning, we started to make the ascent to the summit. The wind continued to blow with violence and the weather was still cloudy, but there was neither rain nor snow. The clouds, however, concealed from our view the country below us, except at times a momentary glimpse could be got through a clear space between them. The wind carried the loose snow around the mountain-sides in such volumes as to make it almost impossible to stand up against it. We labored on and on, until it became evident that the top could not be reached before night, if at all in such a storm, and we concluded to return. The descent was easy and rapid, though dangerous, until we got below the snow line. At the cabin we mounted our horses, and by night were at Ozumba.
On a hill overlooking this town stands the tomb of an ancient king; and it was understood that the inhabitants venerated this tomb very highly, as well as the memory of the ruler who was supposed to be buried in it. We ascended the mountain and surveyed the tomb; but it showed no particular marks of architectural taste, mechanical skill or advanced civilization. The next day we went into Cuernavaca.
STORY IV. Bayazid and his impious sayings when beside himself.The holy saint Bayazid before his death predicted the birth of the saintAbul-Hasan Khirqani, and specified all the peculiar qualities which would beseen in him. And after his death it came to pass as he had predicted, andAbul-Hasan, hearing what Bayazid had said, used to frequent his tomb. One dayhe visited the tomb as usual, and found it covered with snow, and a voice washeard saying, "The world is fleeting as snow. I am calling thee! Follow meand forsake the world!"How Bayazid cried out, when beside himself, "Glory be to me!" and howhis disciples were scandalized at this saying, and how Bayazid answered them.
Once that famous saint Bayazid came to his disciples,Saying, "Lo, I myself am God Almighty."That man of spiritual gifts being visibly beside himself;Said, "There is no God beside me; worship me!"Next morning, when his ecstatic state had passed,They said, "You said so and so, which was impious."He answered, "If I do so again,Straightway slay me with your knives!God is independent of me; I am in the body.If I say that again you must kill me!"When that holy person had given this injunction,Each of his disciples made ready his knife.Again that overflowing cup became beside himself,And his recent injunctions passed from his mind.Alienation came upon him, reason went astray,The dawn shone forth and his lamp paled at its light.Reason is like an officer when the king appears;The officer then loses his power and hides himself.Reason is God's shadow; God is the sun.What power has the shadow before the sun?When a man is possessed by an evil spiritThe qualities of humanity are lost in him.Whatever he says is really said by that spirit,Though it seems to proceed from the man's mouth.When the spirit has this rule and dominance over him,The agent is the property of the spirit, and not himself;His self is departed, and he has become the spirit.The Turk without instruction speaks Arabic; 1When he returns to himself he knows not a word of it. Seeing God is lord of spirits and of man, How can He be inferior in power to a spirit?When the eagle of alienation from self took wing, Bayazid began to utter similar speeches; The torrent of madness bore away his reason, And he spoke more impiously than before. "Within my vesture is naught but God, Whether you seek Him on earth or in heaven." His disciples all became mad with horror, And struck with their knives at his holy body. Each one, like the assassins of Kardkoh, 2 Without fear aimed at the body of his chief. Each who aimed at the body of the Shaikh, His stroke was reversed and wounded the striker. No stroke took effect on that man of spiritual gifts, But the disciples were wounded and drowned in blood. Each who had aimed a blow at his neck, Saw his own throat cut, and gave up the ghost; He who had struck at his breast Had cleft his own breast and killed himself. They who knew better that lord of felicity, Who had not courage enough to strike a deadly blow, Their half-knowledge held their hands back; They saved their lives but slightly wounded themselves. On the morrow those disciples, diminished in number, Raised lamentations in their houses. They went to Bayazid, thousands of men and women, Saying, "The two worlds are hidden in thy vesture; If this body of thine were that of a man, It would have perished of sword-wounds, like a man's." The man in his senses fought with him 'beside himself, And thrust the thorn into his own eyes."Ah! you who smite with your sword him beside himself, You smite yourself therewith; Beware! For he that is beside himself is annihilated and safe; Yea, he dwells in security forever. His form is vanished, he is a mere mirror; Nothing is seen in him but the reflection of another. If you spit at it, you spit at your own face, And if you hit that mirror, you hit yourself; And if you see an ugly face in it, 'tis your own, And if you see an 'Isa there, you are its mother Mary. He is neither this nor that he is void of form; 'Tis your own form which is reflected back to you.But when the discourse reaches this point, lip is closed; When pen reaches this point, it is split in twain. Close then your lips, though eloquence be possible. Keep silence; God knows the right way!This is followed by an anecdote of the Prophet appointing an Hudhaili youth tobe captain of a band of warriors amongst whom were many older and moreexperienced soldiers, and of the objections made to this appointment, and ofthe Prophet's answer to the objectors.Why the Prophet promoted the youth to command his seniors.The Prophet said, "O ye who regard only the outside, Regard him not as a youth void of talents. Many are they whose beards are black yet are old, Many too have white beards and hearts like pitch. I have made trial of his wisdom often and often, And that youth has shown himself old in his actions. Age consists in maturity of wisdom, O son, Not, in whiteness of the beard and hair. How can any one be older than Iblis? Yet, if he has no wisdom, he is naught. Suppose him an infant, if he has 'Isa's soul, He is pure from pride and from carnal lust. That whiteness of the hair is a sign of maturityOnly to purblind eyes whose vision is limited. Since that shortsighted one judges by outward signs, He seeks the right course by outward tokens. For his sake I said that if ye desire counsel Ye ought to make choice of an old man. He who has emerged from the veil of blind belief Beholds by the light of God all things that exist. His pure light, without signs or tokens, Cleaves for him the rind and brings him to the kernel. To the regarder of externals, genuine and base coin are alike. How can he know what is inside the basket? Many are the gold coins made black with smoke, So that they elude the clutches of greedy thieves; Many are the copper coins gilded with gold, And sold as gold to men of slender wits. We who regard the inside of the world, We look at the heart and disregard the outside. The judges who confine their view to externals And base their decisions on outward appearances, As they testify and make outward show of faith, 3 Are straightway dubbed faithful by men of externals. Therefore these heretics, who regard only externals, Have secretly shed the blood of many true believers. Strive then to be old in wisdom and in faith, That, like Universal Reason, you may see within." 4: 2ff7e9595c
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