Driving around Los Angeles, I can’t help but wonder what archaeologists of the distant future would make of the cryptic tags of today’s graffiti artists.
And I have always snickered inside at all the modern day scholars writing dissertations on the meaning of ancient petroglyphs which may in fact just be the scribblings of prehistoric taggers.
So, were the Jornada Mogollon trying to communicate with their intricate drawings near our site at Three Rivers Campground in New Mexico? Or were they just partying on peyote while scratching on the rocks?
And here’s another thing? If they were communicating, with whom? Perhaps it was the aliens from the spaceships they represent with all their concentric circle drawings. Tell me that goggle-eyed figure isn’t some bug-eyed space man! Some scholars argue it’s Tlaloc the Mexican Rain God? I’m sure …
Special thanks to Blues Mama Raven for her original flute composition that I pilfered for my petroglyph movie.