Sunday, June 21, 2009

What the eyes can't see 3

What an amazing place! even at the entrance there was evidence of the immense time span from the beginning until now, here right before my eyes was a section of a tree that had turned to stone. Everyone gasped in disbelief; the initial silence was deafening, and then came all the questions. How? Why? When? Where? Only to be reassured with what we already knew, the affirmative answer “millions of years.”

The building in front of me was itself a picture of years gone by, suitably adorned to house its contents. Upon entering through the arched portals, into the triple volume main hall, you are met with a melting pot of synergies to prick the senses. Musty aromas, so tart they could be tasted; exhibits of awe inspiring magnitude, and the silence of a death long forgotten. Initially all one could do was stand in silence and allow the body to totally absorb the aura. It was almost as if I had stepped through Lewis Carol’s looking-glass and been transported back in time.

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