Externally, the sanctuary looked like a real fortress on the high Bank of the Desna: a deep moat, a high horseshoe-shaped rampart and wooden walls (fence?) on the upper edge of the platform. The diameter of the rounded (now triangular) site was about 60 m, i.e. it was equal to the diameter of medium-sized marsh settlements.
The inner structure of the courtyard of the sanctuary-fortress was as follows: along the entire rampart, close to it was built in the Western part of the site a long, curved structure with a width of 6 m. its Length (including the collapsed part) should have been about 60 m. Continue reading
Since the time of the ancient Greeks, this mystery has been haunting mystery lovers. The eternal question is already two and a half thousand years old. The first to write about Atlantis was the great ancient Greek philosopher Plato, on whose writings today’s researchers and seekers of the sunken island are based. All that Plato knew about the mysterious Atlantis is told in his two dialogues “Critias”and ” Timaeus”. In them, Plato’s ancestor Critias recalls conversations between the ancient Greek sage Solon and an unnamed Egyptian priest. The conversation took place in the VI century BC. The Egyptian told, referring to the sacred Egyptian texts,that there was a great country of Atlantis, which lay behind the pillars of Hercules, which perished in a terrible catastrophe. . “…There was an island lying in front of that Strait which is called in your language the pillars of Hercules. This island was larger than Libya and Asia combined. Continue reading
Divine Atlantis! Beautiful are your mountains and valleys, the voices of your nymphs.
Virgin are your dances, white fonts. Here the all-perfect goddesses bathe, hiding from mortals the mysterious beauty of the celestials, who are blissfully rejoicing in the Kingdom of kingdoms.
Here, on the Solar Throne, sits Hera, Queen of Theogamy. The pinnacle of wisdom of the Atlantic white elders.
Staritsa (in direct translation) Hera-the fat mountain, the Lord’s mountain, the House of God’s mountain, the Blessed mountain. Still an unattainable peak on the way to the Atlantic Olympus to the Christian Kingdom. Continue reading