Fuente Magna Bowl: Ancient Sumerians in America?



For a very long time, I thought the Fuente Magna Bowl was a hoax. Why? Well, if you brought a good artifact to the local archeologists and they gave you good money for it, would you be tempted to make a few fakes to sell?  For instance, I think it has been pretty well established that some of what is known as the Crespi Collection is real from some cache found in the mountains, and that some of it is fake. So I always wonder about such things.

But, having looked into it again for this blog, I think the Fuente Magna is real–not a fake.  There are several reasons why.

Its Discovery:

While the discovery near Lake Titicaca about 75-80 km from the city of La Paz, Bolivia was accidentally uncovered by a worker on the property. Other artifacts have been discovered in the area. Archeologists learned of the discovery in about 1958. It would appear that the person(s) who found the bowl did not try to make money from it.

The script is obscure:

The script on the bowl is Proto-Sumerian, identical (according the Dr. Winters who deciphered it) to one used by the Proto-Elamites. This dates the bowl to about 2000-3000 BCE. (That makes it older than the Chief Joseph Tablet and other artifact mentioned in previous blogs.) Furthermore, there is no evidence anyone initially involved with this bowl would have known this particular script.

Here is a picture of the script:


The translation works:

This is the translation done by Dr. Clyde A. Winters. It is about purity and an oracle.

Right side of bowl:

“(1) Girls take an oath to act justly (this) place. (2) (This is) a favorable oracle of the people. (3) Send forth a just divine decree. (4) The charm (the Fuente Magna) (is) full of Good. (5) The (Goddess) Nia is pure. (6) Take an oath (to her). (7) The Diviner. (8) The divine decree of Nia (is) , (9) to surround the people with Goodness/Gladness. (10) Value the people’s oracle. (11) The soul (to), (12) appear as a witness to the [Good that comes from faith in the Goddess Nia before] all mankind.”

Left side of bowl:

” (1) Make a libation (this) place for water (seminal fluid?) and seek virtue. (2a) (This is) a great amulet/charm, (2b) (this) place of the people is a phenomenal area of the deity [Nia’s] power. (3) The soul (or breath of life). (4) Much incense, (5) to justly, (6) make the pure libation. (7) Capture the pure libation (/or Appear (here) as a witness to the pure libation). (8) Divine good in this phenomenal proximity of the deity’s power.”


Goddess Worship

Was this an area of Goddess worship? It would seem so.  Here is a picture of another side of the bowl.

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Compare it to the Sheela Na Gig from Ireland. This one is probably 12th century, but it seems to be an archetypal image.

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Elamite History:

According to Wikipedia:

“The Proto-Elamite period ends with the establishment of the Awan dynasty. The earliest known historical figure connected with Elam is the king Enmebaragesi of Kish (c. 2650 BC?), who subdued it, according to the Sumerian king list.” (Emphasis mine.)

That is reason enough in my mind for a group of intrepid colonists to leave Elam and establish a new home somewhere far away, like America.

There is a similar site nearby:

The Pokotia Monolith is also located close to Tiwanaku in Bolivia. It is quite clearly a site where the men worshiped.



The text on this monument looks different. It is Proto-Sumerian but not Proto-Elamite.  (Same region, but 1000 years earlier.)

potoki2.jpg                                       http://www.bibliotecapleyades.net/arqueologia/potokia01.htm


Compare the script on the monolith to writing on this clay tablet dated about 4500BCE:

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This is the translation of the Pokotia Monolith. Like the Fuente Magna bowl it refers to an Oracle and speaks to character. This translation also seems to have been done by Dr. Clyde A Winters:

” The oracle Putaki conducts man to truth. (This) esteemed (and) precious oracle to sprout esteem, (now) witness (its) escape”.

“Proclaim the establishment of character. The strong father (Putaki) to send forth the devination. Strong wisdom (in this) phenomenal area of the deity’s power. Capture the speech (of the oracle) . (The oracle is ) very strong to benefit (and) nourish the sprouting (of) character. Tell human being(s) (the oracle’s) benefit. The oracle to open (up) much (benefit for all).”

“The divine decree to become visible and glisten (from the oracle’s own) mouth. Open up the divination. Agitate the oracle (to) send forth (now) wisdom and character. Open (the oracle) to distribute the divine decree (for all it is) lawful and righteous Good. Send forth the sustenance of the pure oracle. Stand upright (Oh oracle) to appear as a witness speaking purity. The oracle (of Putaki) to open (up and) send forth gladness and character”.

” The ideal norm (is the) oracle (of Putaki). (This) oracle is (in) a phenomenal area of the deity’s power”. Distribute to all humanity (the divine decree). Snare a portion (of the) pure voice. (The oracle to) send forth gladness. Agitate the mouth (of the oracle), to send forth the divination. The diviner speaks good.”

But are the bowl and monolith related?

The subject of both artifacts relates to an oracle and that is something worth saving from invaders bent on subduing the established culture, I am sure.

It is possible the 6.5 foot tall monolith was brought over much later than 4500 BCE (the date it may have been carved)–maybe even with the Elamites and the Magna Fuente bowl.  Unfortunately we do not have the ability to test such a theory–so it remains a mystery.






Book of Knowings

There have been many crossing to the New World by those seeking refuge. And there have been many Arks–boxes to hold strong secrets. The following is the Prologue to a novel I wrote but is not yet published:


She sat staring at the flame, as had her mother before her, and her grandmother and their mothers and grandmothers for countless generations before them. Each flame was different and she wondered what this one would bring. Her eyes softened their vision and she reached out to cup her hands around the candle itself. Cool, it was, cool and smooth, like precious white stone, only softer. The flame flickered then flared and dipped to the right, calling her attention back. As she stared, the flame grew more intense, expanding its light now until the corona filled the entire cave. Ah, yes, it was happening, that old familiar floating sensation. She allowed her eyes to grow softer still and then she saw it, the dark tunnel that brought the Visions.


I, Ainan, Chief Guardian of the Ark, watched as Kyann, my priestess-wife, stared into the candle flame. “M’Lady, what do you see?”

“Our enemies have been blown off course,” she replied. “But the storm comes our way. We must prepare.” She stood with a stately grace and shook back her long auburn hair. “Get me the Ark. We need a weather-working.”

There were eight of us in the small below-deck cabin of the ship. Fear was heavy upon us, and I watched Yonos put his muscular arms around his wife Miryan before kissing her head gently. Gryffud reached for the hand of his wife to move closer. Ka’morion stood alone, deeply saddened for having lost his wife in our escape. Only tall lanky Oron, barely old enough to shave, stood apart staring at the floor.

I retrieved the Ark from under the small bed that served my priestess-wife and I.

As I set it gently on the small table, Oron spoke, tears rolling down his face. “M’Lady, it will not work.”

Kyann stared at her brother. “What do you mean?”

“I have used the Ark to bring the storm to our enemy. Now it cannot be used to stop it. I am sorry, I only wanted to send our enemy far from us.” Never looking up, he staggered up the steps toward the deck.

“How could you make magic that would hurt another?” Ka’morion shouted after Oron, pounding his beefy fist onto the small table. “You know it only comes back in kind! You know there is always a price to pay!”

But Oron was gone.

Our small ship started to jerk roughly. The pounding waves were mounting more of their fury against us now. One hit broadside as Kyann grabbed the table for support. Whether from shock at what her younger brother had done, from the fury of the waves, or whether from fear, I could not tell.

Then even stronger waves smashed into the ship. The boards creaked and groaned. Water splashing upon the bow trickled down into the cabin.

“I did not tell you all I saw,” Kyann then admitted. “There is more disaster to come.”

She told us she had seen us paddling our coracles—our life boats—on the open sea, our pursuers not far behind. With her voice rising, she shouted over the sound of the raging sea. “Our ship will be crushed. We must prepare for the worst.”

The bile ran strong into my throat, but I could show no fear, I knew that. Instead I asked, “Do we destroy the Ark, M’Lady?”

“No, I have a different plan.”

Kyann held the Ark gently in her hands. As designated Keeper of the Ark, she removed the two wings from the kneeling forms. “Miryan, you take these. Without them the Ark cannot be opened. You and Yonos take the smaller coracle and try to make your way south. We are not far from land, maybe two days. The rest of us will take the other coracle and go north if we can. Our only hope of saving the magic within this Ark is to separate the keys from it.”

At that point, tears streamed from Miryan’s eyes. “Kyann, I cannot leave you. Yonos and I are sworn as your Guardians.”

“You are the Ark’s guardians. Not mine.” Kyann kept her voice steady and calm. “And you have a duty. We will meet on shore when it is safe. But if I am captured, run and hide the wings. Do not try to save me. Do you understand your duty?”

“Certainly, M’Lady.”

I could see Miryan’s vexation as she silently wrapped the two wings into a dark silk cloth and tucked them in her ample bosom.

“Yonos, I charge you as Miryan’s Guardian. She is a Keeper until wings and Ark can be re-united. Do you understand your duty?”

“I do, M’Lady.”

I will not lie. Though we kept our manner and bearing strong, there was fear and dread in all our hearts. Had we come this far only to lose the magic of the Elementals to our enemy—an enemy that would use it for selfish means?

Moments later a huge wave smashed into our small ship tilting it sideways and knocking us all about. Then the groaning boards snapped and torrents of water poured in from above.

“Hurry,” Kyann said as she rose and shoved the Ark into its ebony box. “Let us save what we can of this day. Miryan, have no fear. If we do not find one another on the shore, the Great Mother will reunite wings and Ark again one day.” Then she added, “Tell your children that.”

With that, Kyann placed the Ark in a pack and strapped it to her back.

As we struggled up the steps toward the deck and into the pounding storm, waves continued crashing into our small ship and we desperately held on, calling out all the while to Oron, but he never answered.

With the help of Ka’morion, Gryffud, and Yonos, I managed to untie the coracles and just as we all started to climb in, another monstrous wave hit. How we were not crushed by our ship, I do not know. Instead we found ourselves in the raging sea trying to get to the wildly bobbing coracles. Yonos managed to push Miryan into one before climbing in himself. The rest of us somehow reached the second coracle. I took the helm, allowing our small boat to ride the waves rather than fight them, praying all the while that we would survive.

We never saw Miryan, nor Yonos, nor the wings again.

And now as the sun sets on our aging forms, we and our children continue to pray that they are alive and somewhere safe. What happened to them, we do not know.

Signed: Ainan, Chief Guardian- Book of Knowings,

12000 years before present

Assyrians in Central and South America

This is the third installment of what was to be a three part blog on the Assyrians in the Americas, but next week I will add a fourth on the controversial Fuente Magna bowl–an artifact that may well be a forgery, but is still worth considering just in case…..

So onto something more certain, the Gallery of Dancers.

The Gallery of Dancers at Monte Albán

The Monte Albán historical site located in Oaxaca, southern Mexico is reported to be of Zapotec origin dating about 300 BCE to as late as 1000 CE.  But the valley has been inhabited from as early as 8000 BCE, the beginning of what is termed the Archaic period that ended 2000 BCE.

Within the Monte Albán historical site of pyramids, ball courts, and palaces is a curious area known as the Gallery of Dancers:

1280px-Monte_Alban_-_The_Dancers.jpg CC BY-SA 3.0 Wikipedia: User:Gengiskanhg –

What you see here are reproductions of the originals from that Gallery. But note the negroid features on the second relief. Many are like that. It is the third relief I wish to talk about here. Note the beard:

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Here is another bearded one. This one is an original, so also note the aged look to the stone. Indeed, the reproductions were done because the originals had weathered and aged to the point of being lost.

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I am wondering–is that a panther foot on him and what does that signify? But back to the subject–Assyrians.

Compare the hand positions on the Monte Albán Dancers to the bearded Apkallu, Guardians of Assyrian palaces:

A_pair_of_protective_spirits,_Apkallu,_from_Nimrud..JPG CC BY-SA 4.0 Wikipedia  Osama Shukir Muhammed Amin FRCP(Glasg) – Own work


So rather than tortured individuals as some historians state, is it possible that these “Dancers” are really Guardian figures, assuming tortured faces to ward off evil?

And as to the dating, it is done by examination of the organic materials present at a site, materials that indicate habitation, not origination. As suggested from the evidence of aging, these reliefs could be from an earlier period, even 4000 years ago dating it to the time of the Assyrian cuneiform tablets found in the United States.

Indeed, cuneiform can be found on the controversial Fuente Magna Bowl which was discovered at Lake Titicaca. The bowl may date to 3000 to 3500 years ago. (But this is the subject for our next blog.)

Mayan math and astronomy

I looked for other evidence of Assyrians in South to Central America and was not disappointed. Although alone the following could be evidence of independent invention or more likely in my opinion, evidence of a common ancestral heritage in some long forgotten past. I am talking about similarities between the Mayan astrology and mathematics and that of the Assyrians and Babylonians.

According to Constance Irwin (1963), both these groups used the zero and had an ability to use infinitely large numbers, something not shared with other cultures in the Americas.

Irwin (1963) also reports the Mayans tracked Venus–perhaps not so surprising until you realize that Venus  was once thought to be two stars, Lucifer and Hesperus. This is because Venus travels below the horizon and is hidden for part of its annual journey. Yet, this was known by the Mayans and by those in Mesopotamia including the Assyrians, Babylonians and Phoenicians.

Now look at the early Mayan god, Itzamna.  Note the upraised crooked arm, this time holding a pesky purse.



Searching further, I found this information in the Sino-Platonic Papers: Scientific Evidence of Pre-Columbian Transoceanic Voyages. 

Pineapples originated in Brazil yet they seem to show up all over the world including islands in the  Pacific, in Indian temples, and in Assyria. Indeed, fossilized pineapples have been reported in Switzerland.  To quote the Sino-Platonic Papers:

Layard (1849) and Rawlinson both describe stone carvings at Nineveh that show food served at a banquet, one of which both writers list as representing a pineapple. Rawlinson stated: “The representation is so exact that I can scarcely doubt the pineapple being intended.” Layard also doubted that the Assyrians knew the fruit, but “the leaves sprouting from the top proved that it was not the cone of a pine tree or fir.”


I was unable to find a picture of pineapples at Assyrian banquets. The Sino-Platonic paper does have one photo of a pineapple at a temple cave in Udaiguri, India. It is dated to the 5th century CE. It is thought the east Indians received the pineapple by way of Assyrian and other middle eastern explorers.

Information found in this blog is from:

Irwin, Constance (1963). Fair Gods and Stone Faces: Ancient Seafarers and the New World’s Most Intriguing Riddle. New York: St Martin’s Press.

Sorenson, John L. and Johannessen, Carl L. (2004). Sino-Platonic Papers: Scientific Evidence of Pre-Columbian Transoceanic Voyages.  FromVictor H. Mair, Editor, Sino-Platonic Papers, Department of East Asian Languages and Civilizations University of Pennsylvania. retrieved 3/16 from: http://www.sino-platonic.org

These are the references within the Sino-Platonic Papers:

Collins, J. L. 1948. “Pineapples in ancient America,” The Scientific Monthly 67: 372-7. (Published also, with slight modifications, as University of Hawaii Pineapple Research Institute, Miscellaneous Paper No. 46, 1951.)

Layard, Austen H. 1849. Nineveh and its Remains. 2 vols. London.