‘Mythological Visions of the Nature of Time’ (William Irwin Thompson)
by Steven McCabe
In the post-Pleistocene period the glaciers retreated,
the seashore rose 300 feet,
the tundra turned to forest,
and the great herds disappeared
from Western Europe.
And gone with the animals
was the great ‘high culture’
of Ice Age humanity.
It is not hyperbole
to speak of the high culture
of these hunters and gatherers,
for cave paintings like Lascaux
are complex works that speak rather eloquently
for the abundant leisure
and rich cosmology
of their creators.
Primitive humanity devoted
most of its spare time
to matters of ritual and art.
As a contemplative people with time on their hands,
they gave much thought to menstruation and the moon,
constructed a calendar,
and painted hundreds of thousands
on the walls
of the caves.
As the Sistine Chapel expresses
the flowering of the culture
of the Renaissance,
so Lascaux expresses the flowering
of the culture
of the Magdalenians.
In more ways than one,
the two great murals have much in common,
for they are not mere decoration;
they are mythological visions
of the nature of time.
‘The Time Falling Bodies Take To Light: Mythology, Sexuality & the Origins of Culture’ – William Irwin Thompson
Wow. Love the images you’ve used and the way they refer and relate to each other. What a marvelous juxtaposition! This sounds like a book I need to read!
Thank you Jeanie. I’m glad you enjoy the juxtapositions. And yes! You would more than enjoy this book! It’s quite a treasure trove.
Fantastic juxtaposition, Steven!
Thanks a lot Richard. Funny how it all evolved together.
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Thank you Bostjan.
You’ve brought alive the people of Lascaux.
Thank you Nar. I’ll credit William Irwin Thompson as well as the Orca and DeSoto. Thompson’s book made a lot come alive for me also.
Cheers, Steven. Please call me Nel, Nell or Nelly. Nar reminds me vaguely of a planet from a distant galaxy 🙂
Okay Nel! Sorry. It does sound somewhat planetary come to think of it. :- ) I once had an art student still getting the hang of English who called me ‘Stove.’ Whenever he spoke my ‘name’ I pictured thin, black, metal pipes fit together carrying smoke and disappearing into the ceiling, or wall, in some pioneer setting. :- )
“A contemplative people”… “Ritual and art”. I finally had a chance to read this, Steven. Thank you for sharing and interpreting. I am filled with the concept of the high culture of the ancient folk and their Magdellene lifestyle. To hunt and gather provision from ALL corners.
Thank you Jack. The idea of the corners, ALL corners, is interesting. Now I’m picturing various sizes and shapes of corners reaching into the All.