The Giza Enigma

Miles Augustus Navarr

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There are many mysteries about ancient Egypt. But perhaps the most enigmatic puzzle is the Great Pyramid. Established Egyptologists insist with fervor and uncommon zeal that it was built as a tomb by Khufu or Cheops, the fourth dynasty pharaoh who reigned about forty-five hundred years ago. No mummy has ever been found in any of the one hundred or so Egyptian pyramids so far discovered, particularly the Great Pyramid. There are no funerary hieroglyphics or paintings in the Great Pyramid. In-fact there is not a single hieroglyph or painting within or without the whole structure. The mathematical and geometrical skills as well as advance precision engineering attest to an erudite company with capabilities far beyond what was available to ancient Egyptians.
Giza Enigma is an attempt to highlight the discrepancies and inconsistencies inherent in the assertion by the mainline Egyptologists who have, for the past century, vehemently maintained the “Tomb Theory”.
Despite being a fictional tale, our protagonist, Dr. Sebastian Crane, an independent Egyptologist, dares to challenge a team of conformists Egyptologists in a public debate.
Furnishing well documented facts and detail evidence, he manages to deliver a credible and convincing argument against the “Tomb Theory”.
But this is just the beginning. Dr. Crane is enticed to investigate a recently discovered clay disc that may give him the physical proof he needs to validate his unconventional hypothesis. Eventually, his quest leads him to Egypt and the underground halls of Giza, where he encounters codes and cyphers, steering him to a discovery more sensational than he ever envisaged. A discovery with potential to change the course of human civilization, for better or worse.

Sujets

• Detective
• Mystery
• Fiction

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• Publié par: Xlibris UK
• Date de parution: 17 octobre 2022
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781664118188
• Langue: English

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THE GIZA ENIGMA


Riddles Under the Sand









Miles Augustus Navarr



Copyright © 2022 by Miles Augustus Navarr.
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2022917141
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978-1-6641-1820-1
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978-1-6641-1819-5
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Rev. date: 10/07/2022







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CONTENTS
Chapter 1 Commencement
Chapter 2 The Debate
Chapter 3 Col. Richard Howard Vyse
Chapter 4 Debate (The Arithmetic)
Chapter 5 End Of Debate
Chapter 6 The Adventure Begins
Chapter 7 Sydney, Australia
Chapter 8 Discs
Chapter 9 Cairo
Chapter 10 Documentary
Chapter 11 The Opening
Chapter 12 Chambers
Chapter 13 The Mus
Chapter 14 Sarcophagus
Chapter 15 The Key
Chapter 16 Men In Black
Chapter 17 Museum
Chapter 18 The Ring
Chapter 19 Ramanujan-Vijayakumar
Chapter 20 Leri
Chapter 21 Revealment
Chapter 22 Queen’s Chamber And Fibonacci Series
Chapter 23 The Interview
Chapter 24 The Second Gate

Postscript



ONE
Commencement
I could not believe my eyes as I stepped out of the taxi in front of the Old City Hall in King’s Road. The scene in front of me resembled a labour unrest rather than the venue of an old-fashioned academic debate. Some other event must be taking place here, an exhibition, a fair, or maybe a Saturday bazaar , I thought as I got out of the taxi.
As I began to walk towards the building with my eyes fixed on the crowd and my mind muddled by the scene around me, the voice of the taxi driver brought me back to my senses. ‘Pardon me, sir. It’s £17.50.’
‘Oh yes, of course. I am sorry, sir.’ I turned back, took a £20 note from my wallet, and gave it to the driver.
‘What’s going on here? Some sort of protest?’ he asked as he fumbled around to give back my change.
‘I don’t rightly know. It was supposed to be an academic debate but doesn’t look like it, does it?’
‘Why not? Anything is possible these days,’ he said, giving me the £2.50 change.
‘Keep the change and thank you.’
I stood at the edge of the pavement, looking at the scene in front. There were at least 200 people standing outside the building, muttering, whispering, and complaining. I slung the heavy briefcase over my shoulder and ploughed my way through the crowd, apologising as I was forced to push some of the people to the side to reach the steps. As I climbed the first of half a dozen steps leading to the main gate, somewhere amongst the crowd, a voice shouted, ‘It’s him! Sebastian Crane!’
I froze between the first and the second steps upon hearing my name. I slowly turned around to see if I could recognise the owner of the voice, but to my amazement, I realised that I had become the hub of attention, the focus of hundreds of eyes all converging on me. The moment seemed surreal, as if time had slowed down, making the movements and gestures dreamlike.
Someone patted me on the shoulder, bringing time and space back to their proper dimension. ‘I have read your books and articles. All of us here are with you.’
‘ Nooo , he is a sinner! He is preaching against the Word of God and the Good Book. Do not be fooled by his gentle manner or looks. The disciples of Antichrist use beautiful words and fine manners to lure their victims. Listen to the prophecies of Daniel: “And the king shall do according to his will; and he shall exalt himself, and magnify himself above every god and shall speak marvellous things against the God of gods, and shall prosper till the indignation be accomplished.”’
A roar of protest rose from the crowd. ‘Oh, shut up!’
‘Be quiet!’
‘Hush up, you idiot!’
I continued climbing the stairs, still somehow dazed from all the commotions around me. The huge wooden doors to the city hall building were shut, and I had to knock a couple of times before the great, massive doors were slightly opened, and a bald head popped out, bearing an expression somewhere between irritated and infuriated.
‘I am Sebastian Crane. I am a participant in the debate taking place at ten o’clock this morning,’ I said, not knowing what to expect.
‘Of course, Dr Crane. Please come in. I am Mr Hendricks, event organiser for the city hall,’ said the bald-headed man, glancing suspiciously at the crowd outside. He pulled open the door wide enough for a man to pass through.
Once inside with the door shut behind me, I was faced with a middle-aged man dressed in grey flannel suit wearing a striped tie and matching pocket kerchief, someone from a bygone age. ‘We almost had a riot on our hands. Quite unexpected, you know. Who could have guessed so many people would want to turn up to a debate about ancient Egypt?’ he asked as he walked ahead.
‘I certainly didn’t, but I am happy people are interested,’ I replied as I followed the man to the gallery specially prepared for the debate.
The debate was arranged a few months ago after a little known monthly specialising in paranormal and unsolved mysteries had published one of my articles in which I had re-examined unresolved questions about the Great Pyramid of Egypt and the age of Egyptian civilisation. This coincided with the exhibition of Egyptian artefacts at the British Museum. For reasons still unknown to me, a journalist from BBC, while reporting the exhibition, had also mentioned various unorthodox opinions and views about the origin and history of Egyptian civilisation, including segments of my article. A day later, two dozen people had gathered in front of the British Museum carrying placards declaring,
‘Tell the world the truth.’
‘No more lies about the pyramids.’
‘Is it 4,500 or 45,000?’
‘Who did actually build the Great Pyramid?’
This rally or protest was also reported on the BBC’s ten o’clock news. It was after this event that I received a most bizarre, if not atypical, call from the public relation manager of the British Museum.
‘Is this Dr Sebastian Crane?’
‘This is he.’
‘I am Lizbeth Rankin of the British Museum. I am sure you are aware of the recent reports by the BBC about the Egyptian exhibition we are displaying at the museum and some minor demonstrations outside the museum.’
‘Yes, I do watch the television.’
‘The museum directors thought it would be beneficial both for the public as well as professionals to hold a public debate on the subject. Your name came up as a possible candidate representing those academics and researchers who believe in a far more ancient Egyptian civilisation than what is accepted by the established archaeologists and main line historians.’
‘Are you really prepared to hold a public debate on the subject? I didn’t think you would dare such a challenge.’
‘We know your opinion on the subject matter, and we do not consider it a challenge. On the contrary, with so much evidence and expert opinion substantiating the proven and accepted history of Egypt, the challenge, if there is any, is squarely on your shoulders.’
‘Will the debate be televised?’
‘We cannot confirm that. It will depend on the BBC and their programming schedule. However, it will be recorded on film.’
‘May I ask who will take part in the debate?’
‘Our own Dr Richardson, head of Egyptian department, will, of course, be there. In addition, we have asked several prominent Egyptologists to take part. Professors Jane Westin of Chicago University and Abdul Hamid Hatef from the Cairo Museum have already accepted our invitation. Dr Zahi Hawass of the Egyptian antiquity department will either attend in person or send a representative. We have dispatched a few more invitations to notable academic establishments, to which we have not yet received a reply.’
‘And who will be on the opposite panel?’
‘As your name was recently mentioned in the national media, we thought it would be a great opportunity for you to present your ideas against such an august panel.’
‘You mean I will be facing four or five Egyptologists all by myself? Don’t you think it will work against your status in the public eye?’
‘We do not believe so, not after the debate is over. You should not concern yourself about our status.’
‘You mean you are so confident of your total victory that such an unbalance in the number of participants will not matter at the end?’
It is not the first time vanity will cause the great to fall , I thought.
‘Of course, if you think that your evidence and skills are not adequate for the debate or the panel against you, we can always ask one of your colleagues to take your place. There are quite a few of you in the UK and United States w