Roman Empire grows to York at 53.9° in Britain



York (Eboracum, Britannia) (lat/lon 53.962, -1.080) was founded in 71 AD. It was the northwest corner of the Roman Empire when the Seven Sages of Greece mosaic was buried in the Mt. Vesuvius eruption of 79 AD. At that time the Roman legions were moving up the island of Britannia and by 122 AD were building Hadrian’s wall eighty miles north of modern York.

A map of the Roman Empire 54 AD.

This map of The Roman Empire is for 54 AD, 25 years before Mt. Vesuvius erupted, with the sites inside of color-coded circles.

York is in the top left of the map above and the green area of Britannia is where the Romans were in control in 54 AD.

7 Sages of Greece mosaic point to York

York, England, with the Seven Sages of Greece mosaic indicating with yellow lines a latitude of 53.8°

Below is the Seven Sages mosaic picture with the image removed, leaving only the lines at 53.8° and the radiant lines from the sundial showing the hot spots of multiple crossovers for easier visualization of the relationships. Click the pictures for bigger images.

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The 53.8° lines for York with the spots of multiple overlapping of the lines.

Note that the vertical center line for the mosaic departs from the top center gargoyle’s nose downward through the top sage’s eye, onto the center of the whole picture where the horizontal dividing line is met, down to the sage’s foot at a point that is a hot spot for other site line crossings; on to another foot that is also a site for other multiple line crossings and down to the bottom gargoyle’s nose.

The Seven Sages mosaic must have been created between the founding of Eboracum in 71 AD and the eruption of Vesuvius in 79 AD.

Burned my hand badly

Housekeeping … Dudley’s bookstore writers group April 24, 2017. We now are committed to publishing a book named Clockwork Purple and we are in our final stages of preparation. All finished date is July 4, 2017.

Today’s prompt was randomly created from a random book picked by J Michael. It turned out to be Beautiful Losers by Leonard Cohen. Then a random page was chosen by Joanna; it was page 63 – and then a line was chosen randomly by Aingeal; it was line 5. And so our random prompt turned out to be … (set timer to 45 minutes GO!)

“Burned my hand badly while holding a red and green fire cone.”

Where to begin telling the problems that erupted that dark and stormy night? We had ascended a cliff on Mt Boring to near a small flat area we had spotted from below and where we intended to set up our overnight camp. It was a perfect day for climbing and camping when we left our cars at a wide place in the dirt road a couple of miles below, but the trail became more difficult than expected and we had wasted an hour on a wrong turn on a confusing fork in the trail. We chose the trail less used but it appeared to be pointed up the direction we were intending to go. It ended up an hour later at a large hole in the ground where some crazy miner probably thought there was something worth digging for and he wasted a month. We only wasted an hour on that detour, but it was an hour that later became critical and brought on our crisis.

Let me mention at this point that if you find this bottle I survived. At least I survived hanging off the cliff long enough to write this essay. You see, we were stuck right here all night while lightning intermittently exposed our perilous situation and pounding wind peeled my friends off the cliff and into the oblivion below. At least while I write this it looks like oblivion. I can see nothing but swirling fog. Perhaps if you find this on a perfectly clear day, like the one we were having such a wonderful time enjoying only a few hours ago, you will see how beautiful Mother Nature can be. However, if you notice piles of human remains below you might get a deeper appreciation of how dangerous our universal mother can be and how her beauty can suddenly turn into your personal ugliness and horror.

I am functionally tied to this crack in the cliff face by my improvised support made of the shoulder straps of my pack wrapped around my thermos bottle and jammed into the crack. I hang here! I’m filled with guilt for leading my friends into this absurd situation and hearing them curse me as they fell from the cliff below – one by one. But what could I do? What can I do now? In a last desperate effort to summon help, while my remaining friends were clinging to the cliff face below, I wiggled out the rescue flare. It was a flare to be used when lost and a rescue party or search airplane was overhead, but here in the wind and fog, it was useless. All the same, they called from below in their desperation for me to do something! Anything! With an impossible twisting about while hanging there in my improvised straightjacket that Houdini would have respected, I succeeded in lighting the flare.

I burned my hand badly while holding the red and green fire cone. I was waving it wildly and screaming at the top of my soon raw voice. There wasn’t any reasonable hope of a savior even hearing me, or any of us; we had all screamed our life out into the fog from a mountain named Boring in the middle of a place on our map named Nowhere.

She wanted the couple to be comfortable



Ahonu and Aingeal’s writing group, March 6th 2017, Bend, Oregon

The 45-minute prompt comes from The Reincarnation of Columbus chosen by Ahonu, random page 92, random line 7

She wanted this couple to be comfortable but more importantly, she wanted them to stay long enough for us to get all the answers we needed so desperately.

Charles LeRoy Scamahorn’s feeble effort.

Charles asked, what is the real question behind the question, “What is it that you need to know and do to help another person be comfortable?” Everyone often says they are seeking happiness and comfort, and many of them go to hear an off-the-cave-wall reply from some guy with long hair pulled into a ponytail, or perhaps left to grow and flow and get horribly tangled, or perhaps wearing some really weird clothes, or perhaps sitting near naked conspicuously situated in the middle of the marketplace, or sometimes living in a barrel, sometimes on a tall column, sometimes standing on a box with a hangman’s noose around his neck in Hyde park in London. All of those gurus are giving us their truths, giving us their ultimate realizations spoken from a place more extreme than a normal person’s moment of personal desperation.

The wild words come from those who not only know they are going to die in the long run, in the abstract distant future, but now. These are the people speaking from the edge of oblivion and they know it’s their time to vanish into the void of eternity and for them, it’s now.  Right NOW. Their end will come right at the moment they finish this sentence, perhaps even before they finish it, perhaps this very inst … !

Are these desperate folks at the moment of their death giving us the answers we need for living our daily lives?

And yet … what do they know that is going to be helpful to us, to me? Probably I’m not going to die in this very instant. After all, I’m in good health and statistically, I have maybe ten years to live, and if I act on the advice these desperate people are offering me in their last moment of life, most of my future life is going to be miserable. If I live every instant for instant gratification all my money will soon be gone and I may be living in a barrel being rolled around the town square, or if I satisfy my instant desire for candy or sex or other people’s fancy stuff I will soon find myself about to be killed for my moment of instant self-gratification for violating someone else’s rights and the local laws.

The answers we will probably find most helpful are not the ones spoken by those people living at their extreme moments, but from those people who have found the way to sustain comfortable lives. Thus it appears more reasonable to turn away from those with considerable experience in desperation and seek out those living in tranquility and humor. To talk with mild mannered people in coffee shops about the things they enjoy doing, and not spend much time with the guy hung over a liquor bar, or living in a barrel, or standing on an executioner’s box. Oh, yes, we can occasionally listen for a few minutes but then walk away and go to our garden and grow some vegetables and flowers. Or go to a social gathering where people are working on a public works project, building a new highway, or fixing potholes in the old highway. That is, to seek out and find people who are doing something that they enjoy doing for the whole community’s good and something that everyone can participate in with helpful actions. That is, they are not fretting about various personal resentments and social injustices, but are treating their fellow human being better than they treat themselves. They are making everyone’s world a better place by their actions. Perhaps those actions need to be motivated by kind thoughts, but it is the external actions that have the meaning. Thoughts and feelings that are not expressed in actions go to the grave if the actions are not completed.

Seeking and getting the pleasure of instant gratification, while exerting no personal effort, may work for an instant, but that instant will soon pass and be followed by difficulty and the confusion of trying to bring on another moment of unearned pleasure.

Experiencing unearned pleasure is the path to permanent pain.

Mysterious and Wondrous Ways


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The Monday morning writing group at Dudley’s bookstore, Bend, Oregon, 2016 October 31

Prompt – Mysterious ways in which libraries and animals enrich humanity.

I stood in awe in front of the big desk in one of the biggest library reading rooms in the United States. The University of California Berkeley Doe Library is enormous, and the designers back in 1911 spared no expense in making it a clarion call to scholars all over the world that this is where they should spend their academic lives.

To make my astonishment and awe deeper and even more humbling was the young woman behind the counter. She was so beautiful it made my toes tingle, and when she spoke her obvious intelligence let me know instantly I was in the right place. She was so interested in helping me get what I wanted that I soon forgot my own anxieties and followed her over to the exact book I was searching for. That book was a few years before a common book in some places, but now it was rare and only available in a research library. Probably the Library of Congress would have it, but that was several thousand miles away. I came back to that shelf of books several times and a week later I asked that librarian if she would have a coffee with me at the local coffee shop. She said she couldn’t. She was a graduate student at the UC library school and next week was final exams, and she didn’t have time.

A few days later I was running through campus coming back from the top of Grizzly Peak where I ran to from my home twice a week. It was a nine-mile run with 1662 feet of elevation gain, and I had run that route about 500 times. I was in great physical shape and I was even running marathon races occasionally. That’s when it happened.

She was sitting on a park bench as I ran by on my way home, more or less at my top speed—I always pushed myself when running—and after some fifty steps more, I thought I should go back and ask her if she would have coffee with me after she had finished her finals. As it happened she was going to give a verbal presentation in about ten minutes, and she was obviously terrified. Speaking before an audience is one of the most stressful things there is for most people, and speaking before your professors for your final exam has got to be at the top of the anxiety scale.

There she was all anxiety ridden and studying her notes, and there I was all sweaty and panty from having run to the top of Grizzly Peak. It was a strange situation.

Yes. – Tomorrow at noon.

That was how I met Debbie thirty-one years ago.

Yes, libraries have been mysterious places for me and my animal nature.

Roman Empire grows to Purpuraires 31.5° on the Atlantic Ocean


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Purpuraires was at the southwest corner of the Roman Empire when the Seven Sages of Greece mosaic was buried in the Mt. Vesuvius eruption of 79 AD.
Some rare snails lived in the water off the tiny islands just off shore. They were the source of purple dyes. The Royal blue dye was a very intense purple-blue color and only the royalty was permitted to use this purple for dying their clothing.

A map of the Roman Empire 54 AD.

This map of The Roman Empire is for 54 AD, 25 years before Mt. Vesuvius erupted with the sites inside of colored coded circles.

Purpuraires’ location is slightly off the map dated to 54 AD, but it is accurately indicated by the purple circle. There are Roman stone structures from that time still visible near there.

Purpuraires Africa indicated in the 7 Sages of Greece mosaic

Purpuraires with the Seven Sages of Greece mosaic indicating with purple lines a latitude of 31.5°

Below is the same picture but with the mosaic removed so the sundial’s white radiant lines and the 31.5° Purpuraires latitude lines may be seen and compared more easily.

Purpuraires and Seven Sages of Greece related.

The 31.5° lines for Purpuraires with hot spots circled on the sundial radiant lines of the Seven Sages of Greece mosaic.

Note that at the top circle four white sundial lines go through the top left sage’s eye and two flipped Purpuraires purple lines go through that eye too. Each of these lines was through interesting previously delineated locations on the mosaic. Observe also that the top line through the sage’s eye on our left goes through the top sage’s eye and on through the gargoyle’s eye too.

That line was precisely duplicated at 31.5° and searched across the rest of the mosaic for multiple crossings of places of interest. That 31.5° line was then copied and flipped horizontally and was then searched for hot spots across the picture creating new hotspots. There are ten spots that have three or more independent lines going through them and the spot at the top sage’s eye has six lines. The gargoyle’s eyes are not hot spotted with a circle because it’s difficult to get four independent lines to go through a point near a corner.

All of these picky details point to one thing. There is an intelligence behind the precise locations of these lines. It appears that the lines indicate the most remote sites controlled by the Roman Empire shortly before Mt. Vesuvius erupted.

This analysis points to the borders of the Roman Empire the year Mt. Vesuvius erupted. 

Roman Empire grows to Apsaros 41.6° on the Black Sea


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A map of the Roman Empire 54 AD.

This map of The Roman Empire is for 54 AD, 25 years before Mt. Vesuvius erupted with the sites inside of colored coded circles.

Apsaros at latitude 41.6° (lat/lon 41.573, 41.573) is at the easternmost point on the Black Sea. It had a Roman fort at that location and was the furthest east the Empire extended at that time.

Apsaros at 41.6 a Roman fort.

Apsaros at 41.6 is revealed in the multiple hot spots found here.

The Seven Sages mosaic with lines drawn at 41.6 degrees latitude from the left and right that intersect with lines projected from the sundial.

Apsaros lines over Seven Sages mosaic

Apsaros hot spots shown where there are multiple intersections of predefined lines.

Pliny the Elder wrote of the Apsaros fortress in his book on Natural History. It is a possibility that he was responsible for creating the Seven Sages mosaic which is the stimulus for these inquiries. He was a wealthy man, a prolific author and as knowledgeable as any Roman of geography at that time. 

The Seven Sages mosaic has an astonishing number of multiple overlaps of key points in not just this location but at several other important sites.


A call for biographies from the authors of Clockwork Purple


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I have been asked to write a two hundred fifty word autobiography for inclusion in our Bend writers group’s soon-to-be finalized book Clockwork Purple. As usual, I have nothing to say but will say something anyway. The World Population Clock hit seven and a half billion today.

I asked my garden gnome Samumpsycle, “What should I say about my life?” He implied, with his always inscrutable smile, “That’s your problem, but never lie!” Hmm …

I’m nearly eighty-two percent of the way through my hoped-for century of years, and I’ve lived a quiet uneventful life of always seeking to find low-stress ways to relate to the world. To avoid stress and expense during college years I hitchhiked across the US several times and before graduating had crossed Joe McCarthy’s hit list. I chose a quiet career as a pilot in the US Air Force, but they disagreed with my decision as a B-47 pilot not to drop H-bombs on people and they, with some warning statements about ten years in prison, showed me the road and I found Berkeley. I lived there quietly for fifty years, always avoiding the riot police truncheons by inches and slipping their grasp as I exited third story windows. Governor Ronald Reagan aimed a teargas-laden helicopter at me but I quietly walked a hundred feet away from the spot where his gas hit. I helped found the Berkeley Barb with Max Scherr and sold the first bundle of Barbs off the press on the 2400 block of Telegraph Avenue. At ten cents a copy it was a hard sell for an unknown radical paper. Most people find me boring, a few the most interesting man in the world. I’m working on buffing my boring with these short stories.

Roman Empire growing East at Antioch, latitude 36.2°



All the sites marked below in the Roman Empire map of 79 AD are indicated on the Seven Sages of Greece mosaic. They are identified by the latitude lines revealed by the relationship to the angle of the sun. Those sites’ latitudes are found by finding intersecting hot spots on the radiations coming from the sundial at the top of the mosaic linked to that angle. The sundial plays a key role in indicating the height of the sun and thus the latitude of the physical locations of the sites within the Roman Empire.

A map of the Roman Empire 54 AD.

This map of The Roman Empire is for 54 AD, 25 years before Mt. Vesuvius erupted with the sites inside of colored coded circles.

Antioch was a large fortified Roman city located at the far eastern end of the Mediterranean Sea. It was used as a staging area for an intended conquest down the Euphrates river of the Parthian empire. The Romans sent a large army down the Euphrates in 53 BC but met with a crushing defeat.Antioch spots sundial mo 7 Sages 01Antioch with 7 Sages of Greece indicating a latitude of 36.2°

A modern painting of ancient Antioch

Antioch depicted in Roman times by kayhankaplan (

Note the similarity of the city depicted in the background of the Seven Sages mosaic to this depiction of Roman Antioch. There is a river in the foreground with a defensive wall and another defensive wall high above the city. Also, there is a large black area at the base of the hill and an area that seems to symbolize a building.Antioch spots sundial 7 Sages 01

The 36.2° lines for Antioch with hot spot circled on the sundial lines of the Seven Sages of Greece mosaic.

Note the top line is projected through three of the sages’ eyes and the upper right, a gargoyle’s eye and what appears to be a ball held in the guy on our left’s hand. This alignment of five key items is unlikely to have happened randomly.

Whoever created this mosaic was familiar with the latitude of Antioch and the sphericity of the Earth.

How do I get the lines for the Seven Sages Mosaic analysis?



Last week I posted the Kom Ombo and the Alexandria analysis lines and since then have had several opportunities to explain them to friends. Some people readily agree that the lines clearly form alignments that were obviously created by the artist of the mosaic. Others see only a blizzard of nonsense lines and think I am making up the alignments. Anyone can draw lines between any two points, so what’s the fuss? They say, even if a few spots sometimes do line up, that doesn’t mean anything beyond the fact that an artist lined up a few things for an unknown artistic effect.

What I must demonstrate is that each and every line for every one of the geographic locations identified has a minimum of three points of interest accurately forming the line. In fact I have insisted that there be at least three parallel lines and horizontally flipped lines too. Each of these original lines must be meaningfully aligned while standing alone before they are related to anything else that can be linked to them.

In the two posted analyses all those alignments were shown, but they were shown while in relation to many other lines. Before these alignments can be appreciated by a person new to them there must be an unambiguous demonstration of their precision. What I did show with the Kom Ombo and the Alexandria lines on the mosaic, already posted, is that the latitudes indicated in the mosaic were within six miles of the locations of those places important to the Romans in the year 79 AD.

Unfortunately, those alignments on a modern geographic map mean nothing to someone who doesn’t accept the precision of the original alignments on the Seven Sages of Greece mosaic or the necessity of those positions being carefully located on the mosaic for this analysis to work.

The Seven Sages of Greece mosaic.

Why are the seven sages of Greece interested in a globe?

All the lines in all of the analysis charts are as accurate as is the white line descending from the sundial at the top of the column. That white line is perfectly vertical; it descends exactly from the tip of the sundial. It goes exactly through the eye of the sage wearing the brown shirt. It goes precisely to the tip of the pointing stick, and it goes precisely to the tip of the toe of the sage holding the pointing stick.

At this time I don’t assert anything other than these four points line up over a distance that is more than halfway across the mosaic. So what? That doesn’t mean anything! True enough. Standing alone it only indicates a particular alignment of four points. All I am asking a viewer to do at this time is to agree that those four points line up. If a person is unwilling to admit that those points line up then there is no reason to progress further because this whole analysis is based on the alignment of points on this mosaic.

Some people prefer to believe that extraterrestrials created ancient things rather than humans.