I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks

Sunday, June 14, 2020

And speaking of languages I don't understand...

I've been pleasantly surprised to find a lot of interesting pictures of Wadi Rum I'd never processed -- I'll post some of them this week.

I'm fascinated by these petroglyphs. I see a symbol for the moon, I think, and a stick figure that's probably a man, but that's all I can understand.  Some of the rock art in Wadi Rum is more than 5000 years old, and the people who wrote the message, and the people it was meant for, are long gone. But they considered it important enough to justify the time necessary to incise it into bare rock, and that makes me wish I could read it, even a little bit.

There was a man. He would have lived in the desert, surrounded by mountains. A crescent moon rose in the black sky. 

That's all I can tell you, of a much longer story that no one now remembers.

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