Sunday, on the east tip of Crete, this is a water color of a pot in a small alley. A small woman dressed in all black is walking very slowly, she has think glasses and a cane, her face, is like the curves of the Samarian gorge. I say ya soo (hey) and she says in an old way “yas” then she stops looks for a moment and says Orayyo Or- Ray-yo

I don’t know, what this means, so I said “parlacalo” (thank you) and she moves on.

May 18-

Hiked the Samaria gorge- took about 9 hours

It was the most beautiful display of mountains I have ever seen.

There were wild goats spread threw out the hills.

At the bottom we ended up at the sea, which was clear and blue- in a town that was very small and poor, with ruins and olive trees 1000s of years old.

Prehistoric Ancient Greek mythology had no dogmatic view. (No text that had a cosmology, and cosmogony, that could be taken abstractly, like the bible.)

We walked threw the Minoan palace that is from about 5-6000 BCE. The society had no currency. There is beautiful agriculture- rows, and rows of olive trees, King Minus him self probably ate of the same olive trees I look at.

May 23

Lato, Knossos

Origin of the story of labyrinth and the Minotaur bull. They had a source of pipe water 3500 years ago.

Bull

All of the Minoan forms seem to celebrate women and animals

The society shows a very animistic and matrilineal society. Although they were not a matriarchy, The are starting a very traditional western concept that women are from the earth like animals, and that men are from a divine creation. The bull’s eyes are very interesting they do not represent bulls eyes like the rest of the bulls figure strongly resembles a bull, there is something very sentient going on with the eyes.

May 31

Sanctuary of Apollo, Deios

Island dedicated to the gods, Whole Island is sacred to Apollo no one can be born, here nor die here. Hole island is uninhabited, last inhabitants were in war world II. Only Scorpions, poisonous snakes, and lizards live here now. Apollo was a lizard god.

88-BCE Roman king sends a fleet to destroy Deios in 88 BCE there is a destruction layer in the island.

The lost bag

May 26

Santorini

Before I left the United States my mother, father, aunt, uncle, and, est... said Do Not Loose your pass port! You will not return home, and I said “I am not an ignoramus, I will not loose it. However my head could be used as a percussion instrument, for I don’t have much in side. Further more my brain was getting little oxygen due to excessive drinking. On every sight we would visit I would tote along a black duffle bag. The context of this bag held a sketch book, in which I drew, and wrote, some water, some disposable cameras, and my pass port. We all left the building and went to the buss station and we were told that the bus would not come for about an hour so I went off and explored the town. I came back to the bus stop and set my bag down, ate a tomato, got on the bus, and left. Well after about fifteen minutes of exploring the beautiful country side, of the island, a realized that my bag was no longer with me, but I did not panic, I simply stopped the bus, got of and started to walk back the long, long way in the Mediterranean summer heat, back to the green bench where I left my life. Well after a long time a came upon a little Greek man, he was probably in his thirties, he had not shaven in about a week, and he wore a dirty black jacket, He was missing some teeth, and where a tooth would be, in it’s place dangled a cigarette. He approached me, and after about five minute conversation, in Greek, and English, (I speak no Greek, and he spoke no English) there was a conclusion to the communication. He wanted me to drive his motorcycle, with windows that he had fastened on the back of his motor cycle with some sketchy yellow twine. Well I have not really ever driven a motorcycle, and I thought I would die. I was tired of walking and he trusted that I new where to drop the widows, but I made it clear that I would not drive his motor cycle, and he shrugged his shoulders and drove to town. I continued to walk, when I got to the bench I saw an empty bench and a Greek bus driver that looked like he did not want to deal with any questions. Still I asked all desks and what not, “Have you seen a black bag?” I went allover the town retracing my steps, all over, back every place I had been, I must have walked in panic for a good two hours. Then made it back to the hotel room, wondering how I would get home, emotionally tired, I fell on my bed and went to sleep. Then I hear a knock on the door, “Aaron, Aaron Dr Bauslaugh has you bag.” It turned out that Dr Bauslaugh had herd about my bag gotten off the bus, rented a car driven back, passing me on the way and picked up my bag.