Saturday, February 27, 2016

MUMMYMANIA! (Ian Potter Museum of Art, University of Melbourne)

Unusual to see shabtis with traces of mummy wrappings

Mummy movie hall of fame- schlock and awe 
Female mask with Egyptian Greek influences  (Late period)
The whistling mummy?
Handsome wooden house of eternity

(No, it's not exactly in the exhibition, but in the spirit of Mummymania - here's my mummy novel on AMAZON KINDLE)

*Exhibition ends Sunday 17 Apr 2016 

Friday, February 26, 2016

Wednesday, February 24, 2016

A short sharp shock from ancient Egypt "SHABTI, The Egyptian Souls Slave Mystery"

How is it that a man wakes up to find his midriff tattooed with texts like an Egyptian SHABTI servant statue?

AMAZON KINDLE short story

Monday, February 22, 2016

Treasure now reported behind Tut's Tomb?


What lies behind? Wonderful things?


Too good to be true?

Are the reports true about treasure in the chamber behind Tutankhamun's tomb? (link)


"THE RETRONAUTS: Egypt Jump" Sci-Fi time-travel action adventure novella

Amazon Kindle NEW EDITION

A pair of time-travellers makes the greatest leap of faith in history, to save history and all that we believe in.

Sci-fi, ancient history and time-travel novella with a startling twist and revelation.

Drones... assassins… time-travel attackers with assault weapons search the ancient Nile… their target an Egyptian boy king.

At stake, the future of civilization and the belief systems of the world.

Standing in their way, two retronauts, Salome and Callen.

They must stop an abduction that could affect billions of lives.

But who is the mysterious boy king in ancient Egypt… and why have the enemy raiders targeted him?

Wednesday, February 17, 2016

8 PEOPLE were running through a dusty landscape. They moved in twilight between cliffs in a rocky desert valley, in the first hour of the ancient Egyptian underworld night.

Mysterious adventure that hits the ground running.













They were totally immersed inside a new virtual reality simulator called ‘Virtual Egypt’, built by mysterious tech organization, The Sirius Research Corporation.

Each person, invited under the strictest secrecy, bore a tag – Sage, Robber, Scribe, Prophetess, Gamer, Soldier, Priest, and Neophyte.

Sage ran at the head of the party. She’d been assigned the title ‘Sage’ or ‘wise one’ as an associate professor of Egyptology specializing in mythology and funerary beliefs, despite her youth.

One of the party ran past the others to catch up to her. It was Gamer, a compact young Korean-born game designer.

“This place is unreal, huh?” he said.

“It’s real enough for me.”

“That’s what I’m talking about. It’s so real… it is unreal. I always wanted to design an ancient Egyptian VR game, but this, hey, I can’t fathom it out. One hundred percent immersive. Three sixty-degree landscape. Perfect resolution. No lag. All sensory input and inner-ear thing of real movement. Forces on body, real muscle sense. Even sweat and fatigue.” He gave the Egyptologist a quizzical look. “You have the inside story? What is this place all about? Is this a role-playing game, or just an ancient Egyptian environment? What are we supposed to do here?”

“Just experience it and survive,” Sage said. A tall woman, Sage wore a dark blue T-shirt and light khaki trousers and archaeology boots and she cut a lithe figure, running nimbly and easily. “You heard the announcement like a god’s voice cracking over our heads at the start. We’ve got twelve hours to reach the end of the underworld before dawn, surviving the dangerous guardians, gateways and demons of the journey along the way, or we die. Virtually die, one hopes.”

“That is the beauty of game worlds,” Gamer said. “Nobody dies. You just keep coming back for more. Over and over again. You learn from your experience.”

“That’s reassuring. But in this dead and dry landscape, dying seems as real as living.”



Tuesday, February 16, 2016

Was Egypt's afterworld a physical place? Or a virtual world created by a civilization’s collective unconscious? THE SMITING TEXTS




An early visit to a tomb that was to feature in my novel THE SMITING TEXTS (paperback and Amazon Kindle)

Was Mereruka’s afterworld a physical place? Or just a different reality, a sort of virtual world created by a civilization’s collective unconscious and sustained by its religion? Mereruka did not question its existence.

‘Do I believe in survival after death?’ archaeologist Anson Hunter asked himself. ‘Perhaps not, when I think about it. But what about when I don’t think about it, but merely feel it, at a deeper level?’

Everyone knew that the Egyptians were preoccupied with the afterlife, but they took it even more seriously than many imagined. Humans, they said, were the only creatures that must live life with the knowledge that one day they’re going to die and our culture was the world of distraction we create around ourselves to shield us from this knowledge. But the Egyptians’ culture did not serve as a mere distraction to the pitiless cruelty of death. Instead their culture came to grips with death in an attempt to overcome its tyranny. This doorway and statue, the glowing underworlds of the tombs, the Books of Coming Forth By Day, or the Book of the Dead as they called these religious texts - were the results of government-funded research into the ‘first mystery’- death and the afterlife. The early pyramids were like nationally financed space-shots designed to launch the god-king pharaoh into the hereafter. The Egyptians even had maps showing the routes to the underworld painted on the bases of coffins.

The unconscious psyche believes in life after death Carl Jung asserted.

Anson recalled that the doctor and founder of analytical psychology had written of a near-death experience after a heart attack and had reported a spiritual existence outside of his body.

The images of the afterlife carved on the tomb walls around him urged Anson to believe.

But the veil of mystery remained.

Perhaps we were not meant to know the truth so that we could endure this life...

Begin reading THE SMITING TEXTS on Amazon Kindle.
First novel in an archaeology adventure series.

An Australian outback escape novel, an RV motorhome, a world apocalypse - "THE HERO VIRUS"

This time the mystery isn't ancient Egypt, but the Australian outback (the nearest thing to outer space...)

On Amazon Kindle (click here to sample)





it was amazing

Hero Virus

GOODREADS: "THE HERO VIRUS" “5 stars for being so different from other apocalypse books."

“What an interesting story. Reading their blogs and each viewpoint was unique. I felt like I was with them on their journey.”

 

Fear spreads like a disease, but what if heroism swept the population like a contagious virus that eliminated caution, the basic survival switch in the amygdala of the brain?

The contagion began with the arrival of meteorites that flashed down around the globe, spreading clouds of dust and a mysterious agent.

Those infected rise up and challenge the law and the system. They run suicide gauntlets across busy highways, stand high on ledges and tops of buildings, front enemies they once feared, spark reprisals, conflict and bloodshed in the streets - and raise the threat of reckless wars between nations.

The ‘Hero Virus.’

One man – a rarity – is unaffected. He is a frightened man, an anxiety sufferer and returned Afghanistan war hero recovering from serious post-traumatic stress disorder. He decides to flee crazy civilization in an RV motorhome, along with his wife and children, and journey across the rugged wilderness of Australia to find a safe haven - a sanctuary, where people shelter in dug out dwellings beneath the ground. He keeps a secret Treatment Journal and photos of how he is traveling with his condition.

Can a frightened former hero save his loved ones in a world where the brave end up dead? And will the world find an answer to the ‘hero virus’ from space?
NEW on AMAZON KINDLE



Monday, February 15, 2016

THE HERO VIRUS "5 stars for being so different from other apocalypse books." GOODREADS

This one is a non-ancient Egypt excursion into the mystery of the Australian outback...

GOODREADS Feb 14, 2016 Cherye elliott rated it it was amazing
Hero Virus


"What an interesting story. Reading their blogs and each viewpoint was unique. I felt like I was with them on their journey.

5 stars for being so different from other apocalypse books.
" - Goodreads.

NEW ON AMAZON KINDLE

‘Those whom the gods wish to destroy, they first make mad...’
Madly brave.

Fear spreads like a disease, but what if heroism swept the population like a contagious virus that eliminated caution, the basic survival switch in the amygdala of the brain?
The contagion began with the arrival of meteorites that flashed down around the globe, spreading clouds of dust and a mysterious agent.

Those infected rise up and challenge the law and the system. They run suicide gauntlets across busy highways, stand high on ledges and tops of buildings, front enemies they once feared, spark reprisals, conflict and bloodshed in the streets - and raise the threat of reckless wars between nations.
The ‘Hero Virus.’

One man – a rarity – is unaffected. He is a frightened man, an anxiety sufferer and returned Afghanistan war hero recovering from serious post traumatic stress syndrome. He decides to flee crazy civilization in an RV motorhome, along with his wife and children, and journey across the rugged wilderness of Australia to find a safe haven - a sanctuary, where people shelter in dug out dwellings beneath the ground. He keeps a secret Treatment Journal and photos of how he is traveling with his condition.

Can a frightened former hero save his loved ones in a world where the brave end up dead? And will the world find an answer to the ‘hero virus’ from space? 

MOBILE MYSTERY OF EGYPT thrillers on Kindle

Move your imagination

For your Kindle, Pad or Smartphone...
Available now on AMAZON KINDLE

Sunday, February 14, 2016

"AND THE TRUMP SHALL SOUND..." would a Donald US presidency really be the end of the world?

 Perturbing synchronicity?(Photo: Wikipedia)
  • “In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump: for the trump(et) shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed.”  
  • 1 Corinthians 15:52 (KJV) – The Rapture. (Maybe those who say it will be the end of the world if 'The Donald' gets into power, aren't kidding!)
  • A blurring of the line between fiction and fact?
  • "I hope Pond's books aren't prophecy" - a reader's comment.
    My archaeological fiction hero Anson Hunter investigates conspiracies, including plans to trigger an apocalypse (beginning with 'THE SMITING TEXTS'). Who is behind them? Neo-religionists, Torchbearers with a dangerous New Age agenda, Christian dispensationalists who are eager to bring on the 'end times' or radical Islamists with a hatred of the West?

    Discover hidden dangers involving the ancient past in the ROY LESTER POND fiction collection at AMAZON KINDLE

"AT THE LAST TRUMP..." You don't need to be a bible scholar to be perturbed by today's US political synchronicities...

Wikipedia
  • “In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump: for the trump(et) shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed.” 1 Corinthians 15:52 (KJV) – The Rapture (Oh no, would 'The Donald's' success really be the end of the world?)
  • A blurring of the line between fiction and fact?



    "I hope Pond's books aren't prophecy" - a reader's comment.

    My archaeological fiction hero Anson Hunter investigates conspiracies that take their impetus from ancient Egypt, including plans to trigger an apocalypse. Who is behind them? Neo-religionists, Torchbearers with a dangerous New Age agenda, Christian dispensationalists who are eager to bring on the 'end times' or radical Islamists with a hatred of the West?

    Discover hidden dangers involving the ancient past in the ROY LESTER POND fiction collection at AMAZON KINDLE

     

Friday, February 5, 2016

How Boy King Tutanhkamun may have looked grown to a man

Tut, the boy, grown to a man. A little imagining on my part, using photoshop

Thursday, February 4, 2016

The Case of THE EGYPTIAN MYTHOLOGY MURDERS

Mummy case (Neues Museum, Berlin)
Open up a mystery on Amazon Kindle.

Followed by THE OBELISK PROPHECY

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

'It shut down the fear response in the amygdala region of the brain'. THE HERO VIRUS

NEW fiction on Amazon Kindle


It swept through the population in the form of a contagion that destroyed ‘caution’, the basic survival switch in the amygdala, a pair of almond sized regions deep in the brain.

Was it a prelude to some attack?

I’d wondered why, if an unknown assailant lay behind the viral outbreak, they would choose to spread courage rather than fear among the population.

But the reason became evident.

Those whom the gods wish to destroy they first make mad.

Madly brave.

Fired with courage without the caution of fear they fronted enemies they once feared, sparked reprisals, conflict and bloodshed in the streets - and raised the threat of reckless wars between nations. And for those that remained after the carnage? History had shown that it was harder to kill a shadowy enemy, the terrorist, the guerilla, the coward, those who shrank into the cracks like spiders.

Bring them out into the open instead.
In this new world of courage, the brave ended up dead.

‘Those whom the gods wish to destroy, they first make mad...’ Madly brave.

Deadly heroism sweeps the population like a virus - one family escapes


Fear spreads like a disease, but what if heroism swept the population like a contagious virus that eliminated caution, the basic survival switch in the amygdala of the brain?
The contagion began with the arrival of meteorites that flashed down around the globe, spreading clouds of dust and a mysterious agent.

Those infected rise up and challenge the law and the system. They run suicide gauntlets across busy highways, stand high on ledges and tops of buildings, front enemies they once feared, spark reprisals, conflict and bloodshed in the streets - and raise the threat of reckless wars between nations.

The ‘Hero Virus.’

One man – a rarity – is unaffected. He is a frightened man, an anxiety sufferer and returned Afghanistan war hero recovering from serious post-traumatic stress disorder. He decides to flee crazy civilization in an RV motorhome, along with his wife and children, and journey across the rugged wilderness of Australia to find a safe haven - a sanctuary, where people shelter in dug out dwellings beneath the ground. He keeps a secret Treatment Journal and photos of how he is traveling with his condition.

Can a frightened former hero save his loved ones in a world where the brave end up dead? And will the world find an answer to the ‘hero virus’ from space?



SEE 'THE HERO VIRUS" ON KINDLE

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

LIONESS, then LOVER... "HUNTING HATHOR"

'Hunting Hathor' on Amazon Kindle

They ate. She ate lustily, like one fighting to regain her strength. He wondered if she brought the same amiable appetite to all her pleasures. She drained her cup twice and refilled it and filled it again. She drank that too and offered him more, but he covered the mouth of his cup.

 She looked disappointed.

“Does the good bowman not unstring his bow at night to relax it?”

“I must stay alert,” he said.

“Do you hunt at night?”

“Sometimes. But I must always take care I am not the hunted one.”

“What is it that you hunt, beautiful man? Other than poor helpless girls in the reeds who cannot hide their nakedness."

“I'm hunting for the cat of destruction,” he said. “I am here to end her rampage.”

“You - hunting a goddess?” She was astonished. “With a bow and arrow? You come to hunt a goddess and you ended up bagging me. Don't be disappointed though. Maybe you found her after all. Maybe I am the goddess. Who knows what she looks like? Who has seen her and lived?” She gave a playful growl, pretending to be Sekhmet Hathor.

She was tiddly, strong beer acting on an empty stomach, he guessed.

“Don't joke about the cat of destruction.”


(Extract - from a tale with a novel in 'The Smiting Texts'. Also published as a stand-alone novella in 'Hunting Hathor')

Monday, February 1, 2016

Opening scene "THE HERO VIRUS' - an apocalyptic on the road adventure


Chapter 1

Three armed looters stood in front of our silver RV motorhome, unafraid that the engine was running.

“They want our van,” my wife Belinda said.

“I’ll talk to them.”

A soft answer turneth away wrath, my father used to say.

But would it be enough to save my family?

“You can’t reason with them. Just run them over. Quickly, before they come around and stick guns in our faces.”

Belinda did not need to be infected with courage. It was the high tensile core of her nature.

But that didn’t make her wrong.

Courage agreed with her and said I should do what she said.

Mow down these looters.

But fear… fear whispered something else.

Fear said ‘stay alive. Seek safety.’ Fear revved the muscles for flight, keyed up hearing, sight, smell, reasoning - and the drive for survival.

And I was one of the very few who still had fear. An anxiety sufferer and so-called Afghanistan war hero suffering PTSD, I’d been hiding from the world with my family and now I was out in the open after buying supplies in town, trying to flee with them to a safer place where we could bury ourselves, literally... in an opal mining town in the outback of Australia where the people lived in dwellings dug underground, a place of sanctuary called Coober Pedy.

The looters were expressionless.

Their confrontation reminded me of a fire-fight in Afghanistan, where a pair of insiders, Afghan soldiers, coolly turned their weapons on my comrades, blowing away four in front of my eyes.

After a moment of paralysis, I squeezed the trigger that killed the turncoats with barely a twitch of fear, but later, when there was no reason to be afraid any more, a quake zone took the place where my courage used to be and it moved incessantly setting up weakening tremors night and day.

The quake now brought on a tsunami of nauseating adrenalin.

The looter on the right hand side of the windscreen lazily waved his gun barrel to tell me to get out of the vehicle. No fear in the face. As wooden as a bored traffic cop’s.

Petty thieves had grown to become daredevil criminals.

I thought: ‘what will we do if they take away our escape machine?’

The contagion of the population began with the arrival of meteorites that hit the ground in sites around the globe, flashing to the ground, spreading clouds of dust.

They brought something else…

The spread of a reckless new mood.

Unalloyed courage.

It swept through the population in the form of a contagion that destroyed ‘caution’, the basic survival switch in the amygdala, a pair of almond sized regions deep in the brain.

Was it a prelude to some attack?

I’d wondered why, if an unknown assailant lay behind the viral outbreak, they would choose to spread courage rather than fear among the population.

But the reason became evident.

Those whom the gods wish to destroy they first make mad.

Madly brave.

Fired with courage without the caution of fear they fronted enemies they once feared, sparked reprisals, conflict and bloodshed in the streets - and raised the threat of reckless wars between nations. And for those that remained after the carnage? History had shown that it was harder to kill a shadowy enemy, the terrorist, the guerilla, the coward, those who shrank into the cracks like spiders.

Bring them out into the open instead.

In this new world of courage, the brave ended up dead...