Rosicrucian Beacon Magazine - 2012-09 - AMORC

Thales of Míletus and theGenesis of Scientific Enquiryby Bill Anderson, FRCNow how I long for truth in the light of day and on the banks of anunseen river of no return; even if only there is hope without tears andstrange messages from all the places we would never expect…This Moment Now by Abe Akinwunmi, FRCt WAS a HOT summer’s afternoon, when allsensible people stay indoors and rest. But, I’vealways done my own thing and this time was nodifferent. Hot, sunny afternoon, to me, meantfewer tourists to disturb my musings. Anyway, Ihad a hat, backpack and plenty of water with me.I Feel a PresenceI was on holiday near Ephesus on the Aegean coast ofTurkey (in Anatolia, from the Greek word meaning‘east’ or ‘sunrise’) and had driven south and inland tothe site of the ancient city of Priéne (Πριήνη in Greek).It had been, at one time, on the coast, built overlookingthe sea, on steep slopes and terraces extending from sealevel to a height of some 380 metres (1,250 feet.) So hereI was, sitting in the ruins of the Bouleuterion or CouncilHouse staring out across the fields towards the fabledcity of Míletus (Μίλητος.) Once, all those fields had beenunder water, until gradually, down through the ages, thesilt brought down river by the river Maeander (yes, theone where we get the word ‘meander’ from) deposited somuch silt that the land gradually extended out into thesea, leaving both Priéne and Míletus landlocked.8The Rosicrucian Beacon -- September 2012