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'In Search of Standing Stones'
-'In Search of Standing Stones'
Not in a particularly knowledgeable way, and not being superstitious either, we seem to be fascinated by the feeling of the atmosphere that surrounds standing stones or rock carvings from many years ago, when man could almost be described as another wild animal compared to our sophisticated over-elaborate way of life today. Perhaps the very fascination lies in that difference, one suddenly stand's gaping and without any prejudices, for what is there to be prejudiced against?
We do not know why these stones were set up, one stands as if in a moving religious ceremony wondering what the mystery of it is. We see again another dimension, almost forgotten in our comfortable organised world, where little threatens us compared to the hunting man. The air is peaceful (here in the north) where the stones in the centre of an ordinary meadow, lean as they have done for 1000's of years, but it was not necessarily peaceful when they were erected.
It's this not knowing which has such creative power in us, man's mind in such a vacuum can be inspired to form its own shapes of thought, as when one meets a new form of art expression the mind can freely function, a relief from seeing a well known painting where no more can be said.
At Stone Henge, in Britain, the mud created by 8 million visitors a year, was recently covered with turfs and a fence erected around the site, but this did not belittle the splendour of those enormous megaliths, an unmoving circle on the undulating, boulder-less plains of Salisbury; people were like ants juxtaposed against this 'cathedral,' silent like the silence after a great Bach fugue on the greatest organ in existence, the sound dying with a mysterious inexplicable power.
There are many theories about these great stone monuments but we can only imagine, and create ideas with the help of dating, or knowing in what environment was they were set up. The human minds that created these edifices are beyond our imagination's power so they remain an enigma, as little understood as the many and various gods of the religions.
Critiques
Pamela A. Lamppa
16 years 4 months ago
I love the humbling way you
Nordic cloud
16 years 4 months ago
First a warm thank you for reading my screed,
Pamela A. Lamppa
16 years 4 months ago
It does indeed
Nordic cloud
16 years 4 months ago
'Tajos del las figuras'