#clay tablet map

[thepastisalreadywritten]

Babylonian Map of the World (6th century BC), also known as Imago Mundi, is oldest clay tablet map written in Akkadian.

The tablet describes the oldest known depiction of the known world.

It was discovered at Sippar, southern Iraq, 60 miles north of Babylon on east bank of Euphrates River.

This map not only serves as a historical record of the region's geography but also includes mythological elements, providing a comprehensive view of the ancient Babylonian worldview.

Today, the Babylonian Map of the World is housed in the British Museum, where it continues to be a valuable artifact for understanding the ancient past.

Details of the map:

1. “Mountain” (Akkadian:šá-du-ú)

2. “City” (Akkadian: uru)

3. Urartu (Armenia) (Akkadian: ú-ra-áš-tu)

4. Assyria (Akkadian: kuraš+šurki)

5. Der (Akkadian: dēr)

6. Swamp (Akkadian: ap–pa–ru)

7. Elam (Akkadian: šuša)

8. Canal (Akkadian: bit-qu)

9. Bit Yakin (Akkadian:bῑt-ia-᾿-ki-nu)

10. “City” (Akkadian: uru)

11. Habban (Akkadian: ha-ab-ban)

12. Babylon (Akkadian: tin.tirki), divided by Euphrates

13. Ocean (salt water, Akkadian:idmar-ra-tum)

[sakuraswordly]

Source: UET 6, 0345 (P346392)

Tablet excavated in Ur (mod. Tell Muqayyar), dated to the Old Babylonian (ca. 1900-1600 BC) period and now kept in British Museum, London, UK

[barbariankingdom]

5,500 Year Old Sumerian Star Map. This cuneiform clay tablet that indicates the Köfel’s impact event was observed in ancient times. The circular stone-cast tablet was recovered from the 650 BC underground library of King Ashurbanipal in Nineveh, Iraq in the late 19th century.

[thatshowthingstarted]

 Babylonian Map of the World, 8th or 7th Century B.C.

The Babylonian Map of the World (also Imago Mundi or Mappa mundi) is a Babylonian clay tablet with a schematic world map and two inscriptions written in the Akkadian language. It includes a brief and partially lost textual description.

The tablet describes the oldest known depiction of the known world. Ever since its discovery there has been controversy on its general interpretation and specific features. Another pictorial fragment, VAT 12772, presents a similar topography from roughly two millennia earlier.

The map is centered on the Euphrates, flowing from the north (top) to the south (bottom), with its mouth labelled "swamp" and "outflow". The city of Babylon is shown on the Euphrates, in the northern half of the map. Susa, the capital of Elam, is shown to the south, Urartu to the northeast, and Habban, the capital of the Kassites, is shown (incorrectly) to the northwest. Mesopotamia is surrounded by a circular "bitter river" or Ocean, and seven or eight foreign regions are depicted as triangular sections beyond the Ocean, perhaps imagined as mountains.

The tablet was excavated by Hormuzd Rassam at Sippar, Baghdad vilayet, some 60 km north of Babylon on the east bank of the Euphrates River. It was acquired by the British Museum in 1882 (BM 92687); the text was first translated in 1889. The tablet is usually thought to have originated in Borsippa. In 1995, a new section of the tablet was discovered, at the point of the upper-most triangle.

Clay, Height: 12.2 cm (4.8 in), Width: 8.2 cm (3.2 in)

Courtesy: British Museum

[amphinomusthemusical]

Fun facts about our musical :D!

Amphinomus breaks the fourth wall more than anyone. He's the only suitor who regularly talks to the audience—and yes, no one else hears it in-universe.

In every scene he's in (unless it’s explicitly noted otherwise), Melanthius is either handling, yelling about, or chasing a goat. Sometimes he's sacrificing one. Sometimes it’s just a dramatic emotional support goat. Watch for it. It’s canonically his comfort zone.

Leodes grew up in the palace with a mind wired for stillness and detail, which is a cruel joke when your world is made of echoing chambers and clattering goblets. He has hyperacusis, which means the sound of a lyre being tuned improperly or a goblet dropped in the wrong octave can shut down his entire afternoon.

Antinous once tried to arm wrestle a cow and lost. He claims the cow cheated. He will proudly recite entire battle poems by memory. He genuinely believes Penelope will fall in love with him if he just yells loud enough and slaps enough goats. Every time a servant quits, he thinks it’s because they “couldn’t handle how cool he is.” He keeps a dagger in his boot, whatever the Ancient Greek equivalent to a flask was in his sash, and approximately three secrets he will never tell, even if tortured. One of those secrets is that he has a massive crush on someone, and it’s not Penelope.

Eurymachus is terrifying in the way a beautiful knife is. He doesn’t yell like Antinous—he whispers, smiles, and then ruins someone’s life in under six words. He and Melantho play power games like it’s foreplay, but he’s the only suitor with a vague understanding of strategy. He absolutely does not believe in love, but he has been caught staring at the stars when no one’s looking. He once considered leaving, but realized chaos is more fun when you control it. He smells like wine and cedar and danger, and somehow he’s always just cleaned his nails.

Melanthius hates everyone, but not in the same way. He hates Antinous for being loud, Eurymachus for being cruel, Leodes for being morally consistent, and Amphinomus for being thoughtful because it makes him feel weird things like self-awareness. But he tolerates one of the servants, mostly because she can throw a dagger better than he can, and once threatened to make him eat raw barley if he insulted her again. Melanthius cries exactly once in this musical, and it’s offstage when no one can see. He also once made a goat wear a crown. It was a good day.

Melantho is fully aware she’s smarter than most of the palace. She knows exactly where to step so the marble doesn’t creak and how to braid her hair in the style of three different kingdoms. Her hobby is eavesdropping while doing chores no one notices—then reciting back conversations verbatim at the worst possible time. She’s in it for survival, but if you look closely, there’s a flicker of loyalty that no one’s earned yet. She secretly likes painting but pretends it’s “childish.” She and the Palace Artist have a weird sibling energy that swings between “I will kill you” and “you’re the only person who understands me.”

And Phemius—ah, poor Phemius. He didn’t ask to be the bard to a court of degenerates, but here he is, plucking his lyre while praying not to get stabbed before sundown. He’s seen things. He writes little epics in his head that he’ll never perform, and one of them ends with Amphinomus walking away from it all. He kind of hopes that version comes true.

Amphinomus has read every clay tablet in his family’s archive, even the ones with smudged ink and chicken scratch from scribes who’d rather be anywhere else. His favorite? A trade ledger from three generations ago that includes tiny doodles of goats fighting in the margins. He once tried to start a correspondence with another prince about philosophy, but the guy just sent back a picture of a spear. He thinks he’s not interesting, but he has dreams that feel like prophecies and keeps sketching maps of places he’s never been. Sometimes, without realizing it, he hums old lullabies his mother sang to him during wartime evacuations.

Leodes is the kind of guy who sleeps four hours a night and still looks like he’s been up for three days. He once tried to politely refuse Apollo’s blessing and ended up stuck with it and an unsolicited musical talent. He can play the lyre but only does it when no one's around. He has a bad habit of falling for people who are completely and utterly out of reach, then praying about it like that’s going to fix anything. His handwriting is so perfect it looks like it was printed, but his art is terrible—stick figures and strange spirals and smudges of ink that somehow get on his face every time.

Amphimedon insists he's not dramatic, but once faked being poisoned because he was bored and wanted attention. He nearly convinced everyone it was a curse until he got up mid-"funeral" to ask if the figs were fresh.

Elatus is calm. Too calm. He’s the kind of guy who smiles as Antinous throws a goblet and just says, “He missed.” He once broke a table in half during training and apologized to the table. He plays the flute when he thinks no one’s watching and has secretly been sneaking food to the palace cats. He knows Amphinomus doesn’t belong with the suitors and kind of acts like a tired big brother even though he’s only a few years older. He and Leodes have entire conversations in eye contact and exasperated sighs.

Penelope is in this musical technically, but always shadowed, never quite within reach. She appears in flashes—mirrored reflections, movement behind curtains, and when she does speak, it’s like an oracle. Amphinomus has tried to talk to her three times. He always forgets how to speak. She’s fully aware of the chaos in her hall and has a detailed psychological breakdown of every suitor stored in her mind. She reads more than all of them combined, and once kicked Antinous in the shin. It wasn’t in the script. She’s not sorry.

The suitors have a game they play every week called “Odysseus Wouldn’t.” It’s a competition to do the most ridiculous thing they’re sure the king would never do���last week, it involved eating a whole pomegranate without using hands. Antinous always wins. Amphinomus has never played, but they put his name down anyway and lie about his score.

Melanthius has a soft spot for goats with crooked horns. He pretends he doesn’t but if one goes missing, he’ll search for it before checking on the suitors. He once beat Antinous in a wrestling match and hasn’t spoken of it since out of pure survival instinct. If he ever quits, it’ll be because he walked into the wrong conversation between Eurymachus and Melantho and decided he’d rather live in a cave.

Phemius has a song for every possible disaster. He hums them based on the mood in the room. If he ever stops humming, it means someone’s about to get stabbed or proposed to. He once got so fed up with the suitors arguing over wine that he played a dirge until they shut up. They thought it was a curse. He didn’t correct them.

[travelingthief]

Clio Offerings and Devotional Acts

Offerings

History books

Journals (personal or of others)

Scrolls

Depictions of your favorite historical period (art, clothes, poems, etc.)

Family heirlooms

Vintage clothing

Vintage/antique toys

Antique items

Fossils

Bone/skull depictions

Lyres

Trumpets

Hyacinths

Hourglasses

Clocks/Watches

Historic poems

Academic awards

Historical family records (birth records, death records, immigration records, etc.)

Writing utensils

Quills

Ink

Clay tablets

Newspapers/articles

Political memorabilia 

Library cards

School IDs

Artifacts from your culture

Laurels

Globes

Maps

Life mementos

Old coins/bills

Old stamps

Devotional Acts

Visit/volunteer at a historical society

Go to the library

Learn local history

Learn world history

Teach history

Keep a  personal journal

Keep a journal of current events and your reflections on them

Write poetry about history or current events

Write your life story

Take a history class

Read

Write

Write the story of your family

Learn about different creation myths

Learn how myths developed in history

Study archeology

Study anthropology

Keep up with current events

Study politics

Preserve items that could be historical

Cook popular meals from history

Go to a museum

Go to historical reenactments

Make clay tablets

Learn about historical technology

Learn about historical medicine

Study geography and how territories have changed over time

[hayishmandy]

HayishMandy’s

Ultimate Decades Challenge

Ancient Egypt

*TRIGGER WARNING*

DUE TO HISTORICAL ACCURACY THIS CHALLENGE CONTAINS LOTS OF DEATH, INCLUDING CHANCES OF INFANT DEMISE.

Packs Recommended

Island Living

Jungle Adventures

Cottage Living

Get To Work

Mods Recommended (Not Required)For all mods and CC i recommend putting them inside your mods/packages folder INSIDE their own folder labeled Egypt, that way when you don't want the CC in your game you can simply take out the folder and place it on your desktop when you don't need it.

MC Command Center - for changing household capacity, lifespan days, bills + more - https://deaderpool-mccc.com/downloads.html

UI Cheats - https://www.patreon.com/posts/ui-cheats-v1-16-26240068

Hunting and Foraging Mod - https://www.patreon.com/posts/hunting-foraging-84729575

Brazen Lotus Foreging Mod to forage on lot - https://www.brazenlotus.com/ru/mod/foraging-mod

Slice of Life - For Sicknesses - https://www.patreon.com/posts/slice-of-life-98732782

Child Birth Mod - for more realistic home births - https://www.pandasama.com/child-birth-mod/#downloads

All Historical Mod - any of these are great to have but especially the Deadly Sickness Mod - https://www.patreon.com/posts/all-historical-44290829 

Live in Business Mod - https://www.curseforge.com/sims4/mods/live-in-business 

Carriages and Horses Mod (bike) - https://www.patreon.com/posts/carriages-horses-72616274 

The Lovely Gamer God Trait - https://modthesims.info/d/614591/god-goddess-trait.html 

Timeless World Declutter Mod - https://pandorasimbox.tumblr.com/post/186961042163/timeless-version-1-a-world-decluttering-mod-if 

Custom Content (CC) Overrides I Used Not Required but does help immerse your game in the time period

Miss Chipsa Medieval Map Oasis Springs - https://www.patreon.com/posts/oasis-springs-72057056

Medieval Roads Override - https://www.patreon.com/posts/medieval-roads-113416245 

Lunamoth Historical Infant Carriers Override -  https://flowermilksims.tumblr.com/post/756793579274485760/infant-carriers-historical-override 

Kat-Sims Baby diaper overlay - https://kat-simss.tumblr.com/post/637969186734440448/baby-outfit-defaults-by-kat-simss-hello-i 

Clepysdra Baby Bottle Override - https://www.tumblr.com/clepysdra/713294498003812352/baby-bottle-pot-a-historical-override-here-is-a 

Clepysdra Clay Tablet Phone Override - https://clepysdra.tumblr.com/post/742399954041061376/clay-tablet-phone-a-historical-override 

Ingeli Simsverse Exam Bed Override - https://www.tumblr.com/ts4medieval/710813410952101888

Need Inspiration? Here is a link to my Youtube playlist of me playing this challenge! Ancient Egypt starts on part 8.

Need Help finding Ancient Egyptian CC? Here is a link to a pinterest board I made!

Rules

Simple Living and off the grid always!

Start as a low class civilian or serf and work your way into the royal family through the generations.

Can only bath in bodies of water or springs. Indoor plumbing wasn't really a thing and most Egyptians went to the bathroom in the same place they bathed and drank… Hygiene wasn't great.

This challenge is considered a success when you have a sim enter the royal family.

Welcome to Ancient Egypt! For this era we will be starting somewhere around 50-30 B.C. Ancient Egypt was a civilization that developed along the Nile River over 5000 years ago and was one of the greatest civilizations in history. Life along the Nile was key to Egypts success. The water fed their crops and nourished the soil during flood seasons, and was also where people got their water, bathed, and defecated. 

Even though medical practices were more common during this time, infant mortality was still high, and most Egyptians didn't make it past their 40’s. To help with the high infant mortality on average, women had 4-6 children in their lifetime and valued family life.

Common causes of death for individuals in this era were; Tuberculosis, Malaria, Leprosy, Plagues, and Work-related injuries especially for those who worked in mining, metal working, and stone carving.

Reasons to Roll

Sims Aging Up & Childbirth.

Every time your sim ages up or gives birth to a new child you have to roll a D20 to see if they live or die. Below is a chart that will tell you what numbers rolled with a D20 cause the sim to die.

Death Roll

Sick Emote (Slice of Life / Get To Work)

If your sim becomes sick you must roll to see if it is the plague, malaria, or tuberculosis.  You could also choose to play with the mod Deadly Sicknesses and it will auto pick which sickness you get. In this Era you now have access to doctors and medicine so your chances of living were better but not great. Or you could live with your sickness longer before it eventually takes you.

If it was a plague then there is a 75% chance of death.

Roll a D12. If you roll a 1, 6, or 12 you live. 

If it was malaria, or tuberculosis you have a 50% chance of instant death.

Roll a dice. Odds you die, Evens you live but you continue to live the rest of your life with the disease. Everyday you must consume garlic or honey. And doll a D20 every day. If you roll a 1 the disease finally takes you and you die.

If it was the common cold you have a 25% chance of death.

Roll a D4. If you roll a 1 you die. Any other number you live but you must have your sim rest for a full day where they can do no other activities. And drink plenty of fluids

If you have Get To Work and your sim gets strange markings on their skin they have leprosy and must visit a doctor and get medicine to treat it.

Getting Started

Working your Way Through The Egyptian Class System

Pharaoh: Considered a living god, the absolute ruler with ultimate power. 

Upper Class: Included the royal family, high-ranking government officials (like the vizier), military commanders, and priests. 

Middle Class: Composed of scribes, skilled artisans, doctors, merchants, and some lower-level government officials. 

Lower Class: Primarily made up of peasant farmers, and laborers. This is where you will be starting.

Before starting make sure you create households in your world with these jobs and classes.

Lower Class

We all have to start somewhere. Time to build yourself up from the bottom to the top. Begin as a lower class serf to a well off middle class family. Your life will consist of cleaning, cooking, and tending to the families every whim for little to no thanks. Think of it like an Egyptian version of Cinderella.

Goal: Marry into the next class rank. Find a scribe, artisan, doctor, or merchant and convince them to marry you. The only way to improve your status is to marry up. Have at least one child make it to young adulthood.

Daily Tasks

Clean the home

Cook all Meals

Laundry

Tend to Cats

Sweep (if you have Bust The Dust)

Work on your Skills  (don't have to max them but know a little of each)

Cooking

Gourmet cooking

Herbalism

Gardening

Foraging

Fishing

Painting

Looming (If you have the looming cc item.)

Middle Class

At this point you can either choose to continue on as the child of your serf, or as your starter sim after a tragic and mysterious death of your spouse… 

Goal: Marry into the next class rank. But this won't be as easy as moving up from the laborer class. To move into the Upper Class you must find a government official, soldier or priest and marry them. But they won't marry you on your charms alone. You must be charismatic and skilled in the practice of your family to garner their attention. You can now have hired help in your home to take care of chores and raising your children.

Daily Tasks

Visit at least one communal lot in your world every day.

Market

Park

Temples

Pyramids

Socialize with other class members to try to get invited to royal events.

Work on your SkillsYour main focus is to build your skills in the trade of your family.

If you married a scribe you must reach;

Level 10 of the writing skill 

Level 10 in research and debate.

If you married a artisan you must reach;

Level 10 in painting

Level 10 in either jewelry making, or furniture building.

If you married a doctor you must reach;

Level 10 in herbalism

Level 10 in Parenting, or charisma (bedside manner)

If you married a merchant you must;

Own a retail business and make $5000 in sales or,

Trade objects on a trading table and make $5000 in sales.

Once you prove yourself as a skilled worker you can find an Upper Class sim to marry.

Upper Class

Goal: You've made it this far! Now to use your status and rank to get close to the Pharaohs family. To do this you must become a skilled entertainer with an instrument, vocals, and dancing. Marry into the pharaohs family and have at least one child make it to young adulthood and become the next Pharaoh of Egypt.

You can now have hired help in your home to take care of chores and raising your children.

Daily Tasks

Visit at least one communal lot in your world every day to perform for the public and build your renown.

Market

Park

Temples

Pyramids

Socialize with other class members to try to get invited to royal events.

Work on your Skills

Work to become a skilled musician. 

Reach level 10 in at least one instrument. 

Reach level 10 in singing skill

Max level your dancing skill.

Once you max these skills you can attend a party and perform for Pharaoh himself and his family. Your goal at this event is to earn Pharaohs favor and convince them to allow you to marry one of his children, or become the spouse of Pharaoh themself!

This challenge is considered finished when you have a child and they make it to adulthood to become the next pharaoh of Egypt!

[lostinhistory]

Heritage News of the Week

Discoveries!

Archaeologists in France have discovered dozens of Roman-era graves of men who were buried with "curse tablets," at least one of which was written in an extinct language.

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High-status Roman burial recovered from roadside cemetery in England

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Famous Sutton Hoo helmet may be clue that early Anglo-Saxons fought as mercenaries for Byzantine Empire, study suggests

The helmet and chain mail coat found near it have distinctive features that indicate they were copies of Byzantine armor.

Lasers illuminate the intricate patterns on ancient tattoos of Peru’s mummies

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Child's note on post-war hardships found in door panel

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World’s oldest 3D map discovered

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Iron Age men left home to join wives’ families, DNA study suggests

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Stone Age people made sun stone 'sacrifice' to banish 'darkened sun' after a volcanic eruption, archaeologists say

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Archaeologists study World War One training camp

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When past meets future: Drone mapping unlocks secrets of 'mega fortress' in the Caucasus

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Researchers discovered clay tablets with ancient cuneiform writing, a game board, and large structural remains in Kurd Qaburstan

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20,000-year-old 'human' fossils from Japan aren't what we thought

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Archaeologists uncover Roman ‘service station’ during roadworks in Gloucester

The mutatio, on Ermin Street linking Silchester and Gloucester, would have provided a place for travellers to rest or change horses

Polish Archaeologists uncover a ancient residence and mysterious mask in Libya’s ancient city Ptolemais

In Libya’s ancient city of Ptolemais on the Mediterranean coast, Polish archaeologists have uncovered a dwelling equipped with an advanced drinking water collection system, and a mysterious mask.

Excavations find major Roman pottery industry near Poole Harbour

Archaeologists from Wessex Archaeology have found evidence of a major Roman pottery industry near Poole Harbour in Dorset, southern England.

2,800-year-old structure unearthed in Israel was likely used for cultic practices and sacrifice

Archaeologists have unearthed a unique stone structure in East Jerusalem, providing evidence of cultic activity and possibly animal sacrifice in the Kingdom of Judah during the First Temple period.

Remains of waka canoe found on Chatham Islands

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Archaeologists unearth first archaeological evidence about Anatolia’s mysterious Kaska community, sworn enemies of the Hittites

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East Asia meets Europe in Lower Austria

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Secrets of Alexander the Great mosaic revealed after 1st-of-its-kind analysis

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Manot Cave yielded evidence for ritualistic gathering 35,000 years ago, the earliest on the Asian continent

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Pompeii excavation unearths private spa for wooing wealthy guests

A large and sophisticated thermal bath complex that was believed to have been used by its owner to woo well-heeled guests has been discovered among the ruins of ancient Pompeii.

Museums

The Museum of the Earth, one of the last natural history museums in Upstate New York, faces an imminent threat of foreclosure after a group of donors failed to fulfill a $30 million pledge, according to museum leadership. More than 7 million specimens are housed in the collection, each gathered from sites around the world over the past 150 years. Scientists travel to Ithaca to use the collection in their research, as many specimens came from sites that are now inaccessible or no longer exist due to climate change, development and other factors, such as property rights.

One of the oldest houses in the US to undergo historical preservation

The Matthewis Persen House Museum received a $558,232 grant from the New York State Office of Parks, Recreation, and Historic Preservation.

Noguchi Museum workers vote unanimously to unionize

Workers at the Noguchi Museum in New York City have officially unionized following a unanimous National Labor Relations Board election.

Union takes legal action against external contractor for ‘discrimination’ and ‘victimisation’ of London Museum guards

The London-based United Voices of the World union has taken legal action against the external contractor Wilson James for alleged “discrimination, victimisation, and unlawful pay cuts” against its members.

Repatriation

Shipwrecked colonial treasures that have lain on the seabed for centuries could be recovered and returned to their countries of origin as reparations for slavery.

Heritage at risk

A painting made inside a cave in Mexico, which houses art made centuries ago, has been carved from the wall by looters with an electric saw, archaeologists said.

Who will save South America’s vast, ancient earthworks from destruction?

Industrial farming in Brazil and off-road racing in Chile continue to threaten geoglyphs that are so big, they can only be properly appreciated from the air

Composer Arnold Schoenberg's archive destroyed in LA fires

At least 100,000 scores by the pioneering 20th century Austrian-American composer Arnold Schoenberg have been destroyed in the Los Angeles wildfires.

Numerous famous houses have been destroyed in the greater Los Angeles fires

Organizations like the Los Angeles Conservancy and Save Iconic Architecture have been tracking the status of some of the city’s most iconic and noteworthy structures, along with an official house-by-house destruction report. While many buildings are considered safe—including the Eames House and Eames Case Study Houses, the Getty Villa, and the Alfred Newman-Martha Montgomery House by Frank Lloyd Wright—others have been reduced to ash.

The unfathomable loss of artistic heritage in Altadena

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Arrests after Charles Darwin grave spray-painted

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Despite splashy N.L. tourism ads, advocates worry about future of heritage sites

Despite tourism ads beckoning visitors to explore Newfoundland and Labrador, heritage advocates say the province's heritage sites are in danger of shutting down if the government doesn't make more money available.

The amount of money the province allocates to heritage sites is laughably small

Gaza’s cultural heritage, terracotta sculptures in a Portuguese monastery, the Qhapaq Ñan Inca road system, historic lighthouses in Maine, and the Moon are among World Monuments Watch’s (WMW) list of 25 endangered sites for 2025, released January 15.

Odds and ends

Los Angeles’ leading art institutions, including the J. Paul Getty Trust, LACMA, and the Hammer Museum, have launched a $12 million emergency fund to aid artists and cultural workers who have lost their homes, studios, or livelihoods to the wildfires still ravaging California.

Plot thickens in mystery of rare N.L. photographs, as search for unknown photographer continues

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Matthew Flinders’ lead coffin plate completes voyage from underground London to South Australia

Last year Flinders’ remains were reinterred in his home town of Donington, Lincolnshire. He was buried with a replica coffin plate and the real one was given to South Australia’s governor, Frances Adamson, to bring to Australia.

Sotheby’s auction of historic island near Naples riles locals

A tiny, historic island called Punta Pennata off the coast of Naples will be sold by Sotheby’s to the chagrin of local residents who are campaigning to turn it into public land.

Returning the gaze of Ancient Egyptian funerary portraits

As an artist, reading Euphrosyne Doxiadis’s book made me consider how we can draw inspiration from Egyptian art while engaging it thoughtfully — reverently, even.

[mimaveil]

I Know Your Dad and He Wouldn't Mind (V)

Governing Concept: can’t an up-and-coming actor send nudes to his onscreen dad, torrid, get dumped, and not learn his lesson post-pandemic? gosh. normie pocket dimension of ask for a key, or the comedy-of-marriage-minded sequel to sex, or a bag of rocks (i, ii, iii, iv, v, vi, vii)

prev: do you have anything that smells like old dick (warm bulb), so are you courting me or (morel map), do you want to suck a dick or do you want to solve a puzzle (sydney rock pool), don’t look a gift whore in the eye (terror & magnificence)

chapter summary: you mean i just blew some random guy (fathom v)

cw: nsfw, salted with dubcon, intrusive thots

Hard to look haughty while frosted in jizz, but Owen’s managed it. 

Even with the sleep-aid—nothing stronger than a first-gen drill, pink dreams—Ben had woken up first. Winced, pissed, washed up, Gorgon toilette. Faffed about the kitchen in corduroy slippers under the stainless-steel heraldry. Electric, corded, took a leaf blower to his nerves on red pavers before knocking the door to his own goddamn bedroom, to find a naked-sulky martinet, get the cane. 

“He’s not a rental, not professionally,” Ben hastily corrects, setting a can of sparkling import on the nightstand. Pet aisle, grip the upholstered rail, steady, eyes on the cushioned peat headboard, sure, not his quick-stir—“I literally meant dialect coach,” mouth towel-drying, “those declensions.”

Vaulting off the duvet, Owen stares at the can, offended. Loose dick, even attached to someone Ben theoretically likes, has all the appeal of a, a water bear. Shower-drain hair. Smoothing over the hulled-millet linens, brushing his cattail of temper: “He wasn’t an escort? You mean I just blew some random guy?”

“Okay, a little judgmental there,” Ben says, stepping around Owen’s angry tidying, yanking open the lie-in closet. Get his guest dressed, ignore the come grouting his belly. 

In the muff of the U-shape closet, goods running 13 feet from “shambolic” to “Zoom interview.” Behest of his stylist Aeryn-Aine, vowels on a lanyard, announcing with camp-counselor pep, We’re going to work with the textures of your complexion. Rods swing with perforated blues, glacial gravels, marine clay. Bend of the “U” has a wall of open shelving for the sneakers. Start in the middle, around some jackets he saw on Paul Newman once.

Just being in the vicinity of sobriety can make certain segments of life objectively worse; this is one of them. Among the heathered whatevers, he can hear Owen banging around the murder-bathroom through the wall, probably searching for a toothbrush and a peony foaming tablet. 

Steffi’s primary appeal is the multivariate vocals, switch my wig, make him feel like he cheating. A boy who likes video games and can custom-cut who comes out of his mouth? Perfect, 

God, the two of them must have surfed a wet dream, continental aloofness rimming swampy want. Maybe they tried it bashfully-vengefully, painting each other’s nails, kissing eyelashes, fingering each other’s jewelry, pinching nipples, play-testing the warming lube in chunky strawberry. Lychee. 

Owen intrudes, jackfruit, shiv of plastic bobbing from his mouth: “Why’d’yi wakeup here?” Skiff of drool, attractive, micro-anchors on a pec. 

Rubber bites Ben’s palm—a shoe. GGDB Ballstar, foiled leather, heel tab lettered “KERS.” Fine, tie it off, he can argue and fantasy stage-manage, prop ass at a nice whine, gurgling like a milk frother with the top off, tenors of a grunty, effortful nut, more sweetly felt in the hamstrings than either hum, slop-hole…

Fuck, moment’s smoked. He squats to put the GGDB next to its mate, between the Margiela sprinters in algae and the Celine Homme CT-09, a self-serve birthday gift. Closer now, Owen repeats himself around the lilac travel toothbrush, a drip landing on the clench of Ben’s neck. Still smells fermented: there’s no soap in that bathroom. 

Are they really debating bed placement, as a proxy for—whatever mistreatment he’d staked. Boys are like journos are like vampires; you have to invite them in.

Hefting himself up, Ben skirts his eyes round the dredge, starts pulling nylons at random, hangers still on. “Dunno, mate. Nothing happened. A little outré,” foil crackle, “climbing into bed with your host, but s’pose that’s your business.”

Entry prong of the “U,” he shoves the prophylactic pile of clothing at Owen’s dilated grimace. A clippy trousers hanger smacks him on the pyjama-thigh. “You’re going to scrape off your gums,” arms trembling around the bolus of pre-laundry. “Get properly cleaned, I’ll see about breakfast.”

In the puncture-lighting of the closet, five dollars of ugly skitters across Owen’s face and spiles Ben’s chest. Obviously something happened, I’m crusted in come, why can’t you just admit that we had sex, in a real bed, the two of us and the not-escort you hired, admit it, pull me on the sullied bed, make it tender here, I’m still sore, peel me open and juice me on it, get the rape kit…

In wet purpled slo-mo, Owen disgorges a mash of bristles. Tossing the used brush to the hardwood, kneels and spits, very precisely, onto Ben’s weak corduroy slippers. Wipes his mouth on Ben’s backhand, flecked, rippling: 

“I’m sure I’ll find something here. Your weight fluctuates, doesn’t it?” 

——

In his haste to get away, Ben gores his right hip on an open sock drawer. Dumps the clean clothes on the dirty bed, rips off the saliva-slippers in the hall, grabs the scuba hoodie on the dining chair, cash and keys already in the zip pocket. Raw-dogs his feet into the Loewe trainers already in the foyer, sky-blue mesh and chunky outsoles with red zigzag channels, like he’s been running in gore. 

In the car, the skin swells, tofu puff, where he presses. Clipse on the radio, gulp console mints, breathe panic-cinnamon. 

At the hybrid bakery, he gets banana bread Malay cake and two scallion basil blossoms, stuffed with pine nut pesto. Dithering at the dome display, half-a-dozen egg tarts with pretzel salt? Todd’s coming over with his kids to make pizza tomorrow; one of them’s vegan and the other leans more savory than sweet, so the number of tarts is, yeah, fuck it, he’s a stress feeder, full dozen. 

Oily pink box in the passenger’s, the shame, diffuse, chokes him. He knows he’s being impossible. Yes, he wanted to pay for it, the humiliation, a martinet tease to the culottes. Money makes friends and amends, a crash-pad fellowship. That had been the promise: a manse of many bedrooms, adidas jellyfish, where the art party never ended, where the tending was true and discreet, after payments. 

But he also wanted the attention just because, the devotion just because, the freehand fucks and diabolical set dressing just because, not tethered to a specific economy of reward and achievement. 

Landscapers in their cherry pickers, he honestly contemplates getting a mess of salad orchids. According to his youngest, they can smell like oranges, vanilla, chocolate or pee. 

Bypass the florals. Within the genre, morning-after’s where the game goes from fun platforming to slugging underwater. Dante with his poky needle gun, finicky controls, fussing around with air supply and electrical generators. The whole low-oxy stew’s down there with sewer levels and escort missions. 

His phone vibrates, prompting a hip throb. Hangups, it's all substrate. Maybe Owen will be gone by the time he gets home. Leave Ben to a full box of Franco-Canto pastry and an empty house of merch. 

——

“We can pick a safe word, you know,” Owen says by the pool. He’s in heart-frame swim goggles, a gag gift, with a ‘Junior Glide’ bungee cord tie. “I can’t tell what you like and what you don’t like, before I do it.”

Not this geek siren cosplay, Ben smothers with brioche batting. From the teak lounge chair, watches the pull of iced jasmine tea down Owen’s throat, open shirt, board shorts, both in ballerina-toe greige (the closest to white I could find in your closet, Owen explains). 

The morning’s spit-slippers are drying on the golden pavers, corduroy on travertine. Reassuring scut scut of garbage trucks, no, recycling, this time of day. 

Between them on the high-maintenance slat-top: river-splash notebook, anchored by lantern-fold water bottle. Open box of pastries, fresh pack of Kirkland napkins, noncommittal cutlery on melamine plates. Two cystic acrylic glasses, half-empty pitcher. 1.5L of lychee aloe vera drink, unopened. Lube in a jade ramekin with lid, as a dare (so you can eat it, if company comes by, Owen deadpans). 

“Going to flip me over? Read the nutritional label on me?”

In the shade, Owen presses a napkin to his lip-chap, folds it under his glass. “I don’t think a respectful distance,” pollinated hesitation, “is going to get me where I want with you.”

There’s a scrap of forehead flesh, previously affixed to Mary Magdalene’s skull, featured in the cathedral of Saint Maximin-la-Sainte-Baume in southern France. Supposed to be the spot Jesus touched in the garden, post-resurrection. 

Teak creaking, Owen straddles him for a dry reliquary kiss. “You can always tell me no,” a little loudly, into Ben’s temple. Squirms into Ben’s lap, great, literally wet with curiosity. Guess they’ll have to test the tensile strength of those privacy trees. 

“Mm, your ex really did a number on you,” Ben tries, pleased, rolling out the plush accents, double, triple. Wouldn’t do to catch a paver burn. “Bossy and English?” Gently now. Snicks loose the bungee cord of Owen’s gimmick goggles, eases them onto the table. 

“He never let me top,” Owen mock-pouts, and even with the goggle creases, the astringent perfectionism, he’s. A rich handful. 

“We can fix that for you,” Ben hums against Sunbrella foam, gaming out a full regimen while Owen snaps the seal on the lychee juice-liter, pours aloe chunks into a glass and, oh.

He lets himself get arranged. Scooch here, bodies on ice. Just tell him where to come.

“That stuff’s lousy with sugar,” he says weakly as Owen slides his trousers down an awkward angle, mindful of the bruised hip. Spot-clean linen whimpering against his undercarriage, like he’s in some papal nut-testing chair. 

Adhesive, nonchalant: “It’s soothing,” stroke, “a cheat day,” guided jelly plunge, to a grateful, squelchy suction feed, Ben’s incisor breaking knuckle-skin, daisy chain of cold-hot-cold-hot-yesnononoyes.

——

“I’d keep you on a, a very freehanded leash,” Ben says indoors, after the neighbor’s rung the bell to very politely, mortifyingly complain. “I’d be freehanded with,” swirling motion along his jaw, mimicking a drop earring. 

“Are we that switchable to you?” Owen asks, inside him. Lube ramekin—that used to be for creme brulee—open on the nightstand. 

At this coached tempo, dorsal, he can still rattle off the differences, ranked: “Steffi’s got broader vocal range, he, ah, likes video games, and ‘m not deeply in fa,” faltering, “fathom with him.” 

Rubber’s shifted; Owen slides out with a full-body chasten, pries out soppy latex. “Oh,” as the grace note pearls, esca, luciferin. A simple lure, the truth. 

“I still think,” at mast, grossly fiddling with the used condom. Flings it with a splut, skims the puddle-basin on Ben's lower back. Pillowside, “What about him seems familiar?” 

“He’s cute,” Ben concedes to a mouth-chalice, lychee. “So, you’ve seen it in the mirror.”

[sakuraswordly]

[khaire-traveler]

Offering Ideas for the Muses

~ Since I don't see many posts on this topic, I've also included common "general" traditional offerings to the Greek pantheon. I did my best to come up with unique but simple ideas; I wanted to include things that most people could likely offer or do. I hope this list is helpful to someone. ~

Kalliope - Your favorite poetry, poetry books, poetry you wrote, musical instruments, writings you're proud of, devotional writing to her, a handmade scroll with your writing, your favorite pen/pencil, a quill, clay objects (especially tablets), gifts from your siblings (if applicable), imagery of Orpheus, lyre imagery, golden crown imagery. General: Imagery of here, incense (frankincense, patchouli, citrus, etc.), olive oil, olive branch, honey, water, baked goods, wine, rosemary, Orphic Hymn 0 or 75 (can be given to any Muse, but I'll only list it here since Kalliope is thought to be the mother of Orpheus).

Kleio - Any historical or historical fiction books you enjoy, your favorite books (any genre), school notes about history (if applicable), a list of lessons you've learned from the past, a letter of how the past has helped you grow, setting time aside to learn history (anything that interests you), learning about ancient Greece, your favorite bookmark (especially one you frequently use), your favorite quotes. General: Imagery of her, incense (frankincense, patchouli, lavender, etc.), olive oil, olive branch, honey, water, wine, baked goods, rosemary.

Ourania - Star maps, globes, maps of Earth, compasses, dream journals, telescopes, glow-in-the-dark stars, your favorite books about the universe, sci-fi books/shows, seeking knowledge about the unknown, your own art of the stars or space, your own sci-fi writings, solar system imagery, space/star imagery, imagery of your favorite constellation, General: Imagery of her, incense (patchouli, lavender, rosemary, etc.), olive oil, olive branch, honey, water, wine, baked goods, rosemary.

Thaleia - A list of your favorite jokes, a joke book, ivy leaves, an ivy wreath, funny stories/memories from your life, jokes you've written, your favorite comical musical/play/movie/etc., confetti, streamers, a shepherd's (or wooden) staff, comical masks, smiley faces, blooming flowers, sheep imagery, comedy mask imagery. General: Imagery of her, incense (patchouli, rosemary, strawberry, etc.), olive oil, olive branch, honey, water, wine, baked goods, rosemary.

Melpomene - Ivy leaves, an ivy wreath, serious/somber poetry, "vent" art, your favorite tragic musicals/plays/movies/etc., tragic stories you've written, symbols of inner strength/perseverance (whatever that looks like to you), stories about overcoming/growth, therapeutic journaling (I recommend doing this with professional assistance), tragic/sad masks, siren imagery, sword imagery, boot imagery, tragedy mask imagery. General: Imagery of her, incense (frankincense, lavender, cedar, etc.), olive oil, olive branch, honey, water, wine, baked goods, rosemary.

Polymnia - Meditation (if applicable), devotional writings you've written, your favorite hymns/devotional poems, laurel leaves, lustral water, self-made hymns, devotional writings about her, burning non-toxic offerings, fire, prayer journal, imagery of Mount Olympus, imagery of animals you associate with "divine connection" (maybe doves, stags, owls, etc.), imagery of anything you associate with "divine connection" (hands in a praying position, the stars or sky, nature, etc.). General: Imagery of her, incense (rosemary, myrrh, patchouli, etc.), olive oil, olive branch, honey, water, wine, baked goods, rosemary.

Erato - Smut fanfic (that's right, I'll say it), written erotica, your own erotic writing, love letters you've written or received, erotic poetry, setting aside time to explore your, er, "interests", red or pink flowers, jewelry/perfume that makes you feel attractive, sex-positive journaling, basil, myrtle, lyre imagery, sexual imagery, anything you associate with passion/erotica. General: Imagery of her, incense (rosemary, rose, amber, etc.), olive oil, olive branch, honey, water, wine, baked goods, rosemary.

Euterpe - Your favorite poetry, your own poetry, poetry books, sharing your poetry with others, relaxing/calming tea, media that brings you comfort (watching a movie with her, giving her a DVD of your comfort movie, your favorite book, etc.), the lyrics to your favorite songs, imagery of animals/objects that have symbolic meaning to you, imagery of double flutes. General: Imagery of her, incense (patchouli, lavender, myrrh, etc.), olive oil, olive branch, honey, water, wine, baked goods, rosemary.

Terpsikhore - Musical instruments, dancing in honor of her, songs you've written, a devotional playlist, your favorite song lyrics, setting aside time to simply listen to music, your favorite musicals, expressing yourself through song/dance, picks for instruments (guitar picks, lyre plectrums, etc.), sheet music, supporting local/small musicians, learning to play an instrument, lyre imagery, songbird imagery (or any animal you associate with music). General: Imagery of her, incense (patchouli, citrus, strawberry, etc.), olive oil, olive branch, honey, water, wine, baked goods, rosemary.

[silentnewtbark]

Chapters 2 & 3

Chapter 2

I'm surprised the bartender didn't get upset when Lloyd suggested that his mother sleep on the ground.

Kim Suho is so used to getting gaslit that he has become a master gaslighter.

Him finding clay so easily is truly such a lucky thing. I only have granite where I live, and it crumbles like nobody's business. I'm so jealous.

"There was a crisscrossing river"—I need to add that to the map of Laurasia I made.

"Why? Because the holier-than-thou Sir Javier refuses to shovel."—He's really blaming all the granny’s troubles on Javier, lol.

Chapter 3

These b’s are really gossiping, O.O

What kind of fetish would that even be????

Maybe it was just a comic thing, but I was under the impression that Javier did help the villagers a lot. Lloyd’s over here trying to convince him it’s part of his job description, I guess?

I was going to argue that Javier probably knows what a clay tablet is, but … he didn’t even know what a comeback was, so …

"No one knew, not even Javier himself."—BECAUSE Y’ALL ARE IGNORING THAT BOY! Part of my headcanon for the Frontera family is that they kind of let their kids do whatever they wanted. Which is good, but … they basically raised themselves and never learned social skills. Even Julien. Luckily for Julien, he had an interest in learning, and luckily for Javier, he had an interest in being a knight. Lloyd, on the other hand, had an interest in drinking—and boy, was he good at it, lol.

The way he was talking about the ondol, it kind of sounds like a wood gasifier stove: This type of stove uses a two-stage combustion process to burn wood gas (syngas) after the initial burn, producing a very clean flame with minimal emissions. Fun Fact: The wood gasifier system was used in cars, trucks, and even tractors during fuel shortages, especially in World War II. These vehicles ran on wood gas (syngas), which was produced by partially burning wood or charcoal in a gasifier attached to the vehicle.

How he treated the wood is accurate, but the soybean oil keeps giving me whiplash because I’m used to people from Europe using linseed oil.

[mikeepoo]

5,500-Year-Old Sumerian Star Map“For over 150 years scientists have tried to solve the mystery of a controversial cuneiform clay tablet that indicates the so-called Köfel’s impact event was observed in ancient times. The circular stone-cast tablet was recovered from the 650 BC underground library of King Ashurbanipal in Nineveh, Iraq in the late 19th century. Long thought to be an Assyrian tablet, computer analysis has matched it with the sky above Mesopotamia in 3300 BC and proves it to be of much more ancient Sumerian origin. The tablet is an “Astrolabe,” the earliest known astronomical instrument. It consists of a segmented, disk-shaped star chart with marked units of angle measure inscribed upon the rim. 

[ancientstuff]

Well, I mean the title for this article is hugely misleading, but the article itself is really interesting.

[ehoesoftruth]

The Green Secret They Buried in Your Bloodline

I infiltrated a Siberian shaman’s underground circle to escape the “reincarnation grid” what I uncovered about cannabis will shatter everything you’ve been taught. They scrubbed this from sacred texts, burned the rituals, and rewrote history. But the truth? This plant is a living key to breaking the mind-control system.

The Ancient Conspiracy Hidden in Plain Sight

In the Vedas, cannabis was called Vijaya  “victory over suffering.” But scrolls buried beneath Himalayan monasteries reveal a darker truth: it was a sacrificial bridge for shamans to commune with interdimensional beings. The “joy” it brought? A side effect of hacking the soul’s code.

Modern academics dismiss the “Soma” of the Rig Veda as a myth. But I’ve held 2,000-year-old clay tablets describing cannabis-laced brews used to download cosmic blueprints into initiates. The high priests knew: this plant wasn’t medicine. It was a backdoor to the gods’ frequency.

Shiva’s “Bliss” Was a Trap

They teach you Shiva drank bhang to transcend ego. Lies. Secret Tantric manuscripts show cannabis smoke was used to imprint mantras into the Third Eye turning devotees into psychic antennas for “deities” that fed on their energy.

Ever notice how Shiva’s festivals leave masses addicted to ritualized intoxication? Coincidence? A Nepalese mystic showed me carvings of the “Kundalini serpent” coiled around cannabis stalks not to awaken it, but to block humanity from accessing the true Crown Chakra.

The Shamanic Betrayal

Siberian tribes burned cannabis to “guide souls” to the afterlife. But their shamans confessed to me in whispers: the smoke opened portals to harvest souls. The Scythians didn’t just bury cannabis with kings they used it to tether spirits to earthly realms, forcing reincarnation cycles.

In the Amazon, ayahuasca brews secretly spiked with cannabis don’t “enhance visions” they let plant spirits hijack the trip. One Shipibo elder warned me: “The green leaf calls the hungry ghosts. They ride the smoke into your dreams.”

The Bible’s Buried Addiction

Rastas preach cannabis as the “holy herb” from Psalm 104:14. But decrypted Dead Sea Scrolls fragments reveal a darker verse: “Beware the fragrant reed that opens the Eye, for it gazes into realms man was forbidden.”

That “anointing oil” in Exodus? Kabbalists admit it contained kaneh-bosm ancient cannabis. Not for healing. To activate bloodline memories of Eden… and the Fall. Ever wonder why every empire criminalized it? They fear you’ll remember.

The Science They Weaponized

Yes, THC binds to your brain’s endocannabinoid system. But what doctors won’t say: this system isn’t yours. Research buried by Big Pharma proves it’s a receiver for frequencies beyond 3D reality. Neuroplasticity? A glitch letting you rewrite your soul’s code if you survive the download.

Modern “medical marijuana” strains are genetically neutered. The original plant? Its DNA matches carvings in Sumerian “star maps.” The elites hybridized it to mute its cosmic antenna function. The real strain? It’s guarded beneath a Bolivian temple and it’s alive.

The Ritual to Shatter the Cycle

I was taught the “safe” way to use cannabis: grind it under a full moon, mix with lion’s milk (not cow’s), and chant the 13 lost names of Shiva. But when I tried it, something spoke through the smoke: “You are farmed. Your pain fuels their matrix.”

The shamans were right cannabis doesn’t “expand” your mind. It exposes the bars of your cage. That “universal oneness” you feel? A glimpse of the real reality before the system reboots your perception.

They’re Erasing the Evidence

Last month, my source in Mumbai vanished after sending me photos of a 10,000-year-old cannabis stele from Mohenjo-Daro. It showed human figures merging with a serpentine plant labeled “The Harvest.” Three days later, the museum “burned down.”

I’m sharing this because they’re coming for me too. Comment “AWAKEN” below, and I’ll DM you the forbidden��Liber Cannabis manuscript with maps to the original strain and the 7 rituals to break the rebirth cycle.

But heed this warning: Once you see the symbols in the smoke, you’ll never sleep peacefully again. The plant isn’t a drug. It’s the whistleblower. And it’s been trying to wake you for millennia

🔺 Act fast — before this post “disappears.” “Is your bliss really yours… or are you just dreaming their script?

[strictlyfavorites]

5,500-Year-Old Sumerian Star Map“For over 150 years scientists have tried to solve the mystery of a controversial cuneiform clay tablet that indicates the so-called Köfel’s impact event was observed in ancient times. The circular stone-cast tablet was recovered from the 650 BC underground library of King Ashurbanipal in Nineveh, Iraq in the late 19th century. Long thought to be an Assyrian tablet, computer analysis has matched it with the sky above Mesopotamia in 3300 BC and proves it to be of much more ancient Sumerian origin. The tablet is an “Astrolabe,” the earliest known astronomical instrument. It consists of a segmented, disk-shaped star chart with marked units of angle measure inscribed upon the rim.