Global warming, Mid-East nukes and economic distress? No worries! It’s only the end of the world as we know it, in Roland Emmerich’s third disaster movie. This time, it gets spiritual
BY SOUL’S CODE — When Spanish adventurers, centuries after the Conquest, stumbled upon Mayan ruins in the jungles of present-day Mexico, they surmised that the monuments were created by Mediterranean transplants — survivors of Noah’s flood, or perhaps trans-Atlantic commuters who sailed between ancient Egypt or Rome and meso-America.
When archeologists completed the decryption of Mayan hieroglyphs after World War II, they proved beyond a doubt that the lost civilization was indigenous, and that the region’s Indian tribes were its descendants.
The Mayan mystique was born: their biggest pyramids are essentially giant sundials and calendars. The inscriptions accurately forecast solar eclipses to this day, and document the orbits of Mercury, Mars and Venus.