"Khnum is my Protector"
7/11 ≈ π/2
July 11 = 192nd Day
365 – 192 = 173
√3 = 1.73…
Our calendar bears the imprint of an ancient riddle concerning the nature of Time – obscured by a ‘confusion of tongues’, yet hidden in plain sight. It has been distilled through the ages, rectified & adjusted, fine-tuned to more readily help us gauge a metric upon an intangible. For though we may grasp it as a concept, witness its cyclical turn of seasons, or measure it by a music of the spheres - sun, moon, stars & planets - there is no ‘thing’ of Time we might grab hold of. It waits for no one.
Thus, a calendar is more than just a day-planner of practical use for a world of busy-bodies, it is an attempt to wrestle with that age old question: How can something come from nothing?
Days like today retain a signature of how the ancients used their alphabets symbolically to see an answer to this question by rendering it geometrically. Thus, that which eluded their literal grasp nonetheless took form in recognizable shapes deemed sacred – like shadows cast upon creation by a ‘divine light’. Through their craft of allegory and play on numbers they hoped to preserve hints and clues as to how one pieces that puzzle together. Yet, as with Time, they allude one’s grasp if taken too literally. And, in that respect, it helps to know the ‘measure-of-the-fish’.http://en.wikipedia.org/
But, if you can read the punchline in this paradigm, we might share a chuckle in finding that the Pyramid may not have ever had a Point. Or does it?
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