NAZCA LINES & a night under the stars

The Nazca Lines are a series of ancient geoglyphs located in the Nazca Desert in southern Peru. The high, arid plateau stretches more than 80 kilometers between the towns of Nazca and Palpa on the Pampas de Jumana about 400 km south of Lima. Scholars believe the Nazca Lines were created by the Nazca culture between 400 and 650 AD. The hundreds of individual figures range from simple lines to stylized hummingbirds, spiders, monkeys, fish, sharks, orcas, and lizards.

The Monkey

A little known Northern Hemispheric occurance of this type of phenomenon are the Norris Lines.

As the host of these lines I have been studying the mythic usage of the NAZCA desert and how these lines and shapes and, you know, just what happened there.

You may have seen these lines on any number of TV shows that talk about Aliens from other worlds, unlike the aliens we already have on this world. The other planetary aliens come to visit us and use these lines as a method of aerial positioning, sort of like an extra terrestrial landing guidance system. (Aliens already here can be found at Walmart, just to say...)

We won't go into the logic of Alien space travel because it would seem that if we, or any other life in the universe could build a space ship to travel here or there, we would already have thought about a landing system that could get us on the ground that might be a bit more sophisticated than the scratched earth images of hummingbirds or monkeys. But, there it is.

I look down at my chest and study the NORRIS LINES and wonder if Aliens, because I was asleep during the operation that created these lines, didn't map out on me a new landing zone for their coming. I am highly suspect that we humans could not do such a thing, because we seem so unable to accomplish other basic tasks, so Aliens must be with us and guiding the more complex endeavors we undertake.

So, the other night while my wife slept, I went outside and lay half naked (top half, I did have my shorts on) in the street in front of my house, under a street light so the NORRIS LINES could be adequately seen from say, a light year away by any Alien looking for a place to touch down on earth. The NORRIS LINES, go this way and that, straight up, and straight across, with a few punctuated marks in the middle, and seem to be a written language in a script unknown on this world.

As the stars moved slowly overheard, I wondered about Annie, my Bouvier, and if once the Aliens came and landed on my chest, which has as many zig-zags and notches in it as the Nazca desert, and if once the Aliens took me away, if Annie, suffering as she does with living under the mantel of Dog years, would be able to transport through space with me.

You know, the whole Dog Light Year thing. Touchy ground there for space travel and I understand that NASA is still trying to figure that out. I don't know anyone at NASA, but with such an Einsteinen type of theory to be reckoned with, you just have to figure they are working on it.

So as Annie sat at the door watching me, and probably wondering in her dog mind just what was it I was up to, I remember the Emerson quote, "If a man would be alone, let him look at the stars."