THE 35TH DAY T MINUS ONE FOUR: THE EIGHT ELEVEN GALLERY OF THE FALLS FROM THE START TO THE PRESENT, HERE TO THE SEA THE WEST WALL OF INFAMY

Incan temple view to the eyes playful entrance on right upper view twice, the dark, dark get into the west side of the place, at right above to the continuing falls and left center to a wall rampart that is seen as was meant to be seen above, here below, climb on top and join us for the adventure of all time,

Certainly not the provenance of any trail club or parks association, these are features of the mountain that are indeed Native American in the extreme, and take one to the ledge of the cliff at left and up to wherever the wild west side takes us, below the steeple up to the next falls, at right in the panorama and here we are, next level below,

Do we have a name or a number, not exactly, just one of the in-betweens, and note, these are very different, very different, from the Rickett’s Glenn falls which we did examine for contrast and did not find the ruins of antiquity so present as we do here at the Glen Onoko Run, who are you mystery man walking long ago,

For scale, the Titanic megalithic trio that is the hallmark of the Falls makes itself known right away, you are in the sacred grove of the ancients, do not mess around, the gallery above is unsound except for the scroll and read captions for thumbnails apprehend technical difficulties, the internet at its end, as above, so below,

Top left above was indeed the Zealand-esque fall staircase on dry day and wet day alike, and between Chameleon Falls and the upper, upper truly last falls seen below,

We find something like six or seven Falls truly numbered five by the DCNR and the topology of the valley here that is in a gorge encapsulated by many human works along the east and west ridges, we are reminded this is the Lehigh Valley Gorge, part of it in the extreme a small part of of, and overall part of the Lehigh Valley, the Wyoming Valley apart has many similar structures but there are none as tiered and as faceted at each place as the Glen Onoko Run, do Chameloeon Falls below for the biggest of the lot,

Where our scale went, we don’t know, there was a person who once stood around for scale but that picture seems to have gone away, why, we don’t know, we’ll find it if we can, until then we repeat the top of the Falls below seen above Falls The Chameleon so named,

Just a slight trickle of water like the tip top falls top seen below,

Note, the false cave is the hallmark feature of top falls, scale female below mark the entrance point to West Wall structures that are along a cliff that is one of many cliffs along the cliffs of the big west face of the canyon, two below,

Onwards Christian Soldier, the cliff of all time is many, many stone trails deep and staircases do end at places that are not connected to any further point, disappoint in the extreme but the nature of a necropolis it would seem,

It’s a literal canyon my man, like with facets of human handiwork all along, rather amazing. We are concerned with the narrow band at the top of the cliff face above and the adjacent regions that are several hundred meters wide and already are known to host lithic mounds, walls and other abnormal formations of extreme interest following from the chambered mounds down below, concerning ourselves with waterflow next,



The entire water flow of the Glen Onoko Run is borne through the narrow channel seen above near the top of the Falls complex and just before plateau, as above so small and so slight and so many plates of this kind throughout these runs that we suggest most obviously the megalithic nature of water maintenance and irrigation at origin and such more advanced than living memory can conceive and indeed a tap, a tap, a tap like a tap for oil but for water and the rest falls into place, thank you much,



Third sight like the chambers makes one very curious,


On topic of height and falls and mortality, mortality, mortals and morality,


Look up and see many lithic features that are indeed manmade, natural formations and tricks of the eye, but do recall this is The West Wall, and look down from here, the scape of the run in the canyon just before the Lehigh River meets the trickles at the bend down below that rolls up to foot level at the trio of megaliths in the Run and provides navigable stone walkway between East and West Bank of the flow as we see, first look down,



This a few hundred feet from bottom to top, how many exactly we don’t know, save the known nine-hundred and fifty foot vertical ascent top to bottom, that is our estimate of the height from river level, seen nearest down below up above, to the top of the west canyon face which runs approximately level to the plateau at the top, indeed, with many small trails of stone and handiwork of man all throughout the complex, the west is wild and lithic moreso than the East which is rock solid and less overblown with verdure making movement either side trail bound, and repeat, these are not recently made trails, they are part of the landscape and were there in centuries before which is very much why the place was so fascinating to Americans in the nineteenth century when Glen Onoko enters the historical record, as in emerges fully formed the complex of all time in these woods many secrets but this the problem with the recent closure of no good for the solitary government of State PA to make unilateral decisions on history based on history in absentia the rest of the population who still know and cares and thankfully does not much care for the banned notice and closure in only name as the place is still packed but less safe apparently, or more, depending on how you the Jim Thorpe ems cain alert of all time.



The serpent of the falls above, perhaps one of many, and more or less not the best photograph of the profile effigies, however curious enough to be on the order of Serpent Mound in our opinion, this place is certainty the Great Serpent in mind,


Eight minutes early for the apparition of the female, if you see anything let us know, the morning clouds were far more impressive as apparitions go, no better than here the best ever, here again for that reason, Hermes Trismegistus down below,

We journey to the west side, and find one ledge able to carry the weight of at least two adult males to some rather interesting cave art, carvings, pseudo-tombs or the first of at least three jaunts to the west canyon face that can be found along the falls edge, west wall looks like this from the bottom, see below,

However, the narrow strip of canyon top that we are interested in was far, far more manicured than expected or conceivable for state game lands that furthermore are not on trail maps that are known and furthermore are still were accessed from the again manicured trail between James and Jeans Run that has some bird feeders or whatever right before and quite suddenly leads to a labyrinth of trails that bifurcate over and over again, see below for reference to where we are concerned with,

We find effigy faces among the canyon grotto structures,

Furthermore, we find grottoes and caves themselves higher up on the west canyon face than one would expect, as the left of frame is about several hundred vertical descent to the stream below and indeed one perceive this location withheld mostly exactly except for like, on the wall,

The best of all, we found glyphs following one path,

There may be more Ogham here than one can comprehend, but these are unique and we are at the terminus of a west wall path, note another cliff ledge right above by some ten to twenty feet may hold another layer of similar cave, grotto, glyph, ledge, cliff, and then the next, and then the next, and then the next, until the top where we know some hundreds of yards or meters or some trivial distance from the west edge is to be found another lithic mound complex, with all that stands in between, we wonder what if any is navigable by man today without climbing gear in standard boots or sneakers and along the paths that are already made and not on top exclusively, the answer is none, because they are hidden, so we are told, because the LIDAR does show many start and go along the cliff face, but none appear to lead all the way to the top, unfortunately for this way is accessible from the many Falls, but each has a terminus with another cliff face accessible only by climbing that in light of sheer vertical descent makes jump to next level dangerous for inability or severely impaired ability to return to the previous cliff face and whereby one may become stuck rather bad, almost had to take a leap of faith or two already to get the Wall of the Ancients as we call, above and below,

With an effigy face and a cube, also note many tool marks on the rock here and there for reconnoiter the rock itself is the mother rock for many, many, many tools found all over the region and indeed many questions in the twentieth century Native American literatures on the lost quarries of the Lenape, Lenapehoking here we find no less than three tribes, three tribes named in the literature so far, excluding sub-divisions of the Lenape, we have first obvious the Lenape, second Algonquin, and third Mohican, the last of that tribe indeed truly here in the vicinity the end of the French and Indian War would find many absent tribes in Pennsylvania gone where the French would take them and gone many by war itself, this does include many European settlements on neither French nor British etiology whereby the Germans and the Czechs, specifically the Moravians, made many in ways to the wild lands of Pennsylvia man still wild as hell, indeed, wild as hell the true way this here got this way because all the things that get way, that get in the way of simple language are real and obscenely unbelievable, but it is the mound complex which makes us angry at the railroad cut so close by which say DCNR query say, “did you build these mounds,” say yea, no, who would ask two almost one point five centuries later after all the business that took place whereby the mines took the lives of how many, how many look below,

This above from the County Carbon prison musea wall, very strange series of words, indeed the time period describing the death of how many miners where is not seven years and we are left befuddled at the number of deceased miners and specifically in the context of this very small town is an obscenely large number and in fact where are these anthracite mines in relation the Pisgah Slope, are they open pit, no, they are classic trench pit mines just like the mines that came before, comma, just a note from the jail below,

“We can only imagine the horrors and evil which prevailed in this dark dungeon.“ Its like, oh. We can only imagine, we can only imagine, we can only imagine? Why can’t we know? These are very much like child scribbles on the wall that make one uneasy in this place of hell, like, declared hell on earth confirmed and then some. Again, where are the mines for the historical record where all this went down? We don’t know and it’s certainly not on offer as tourist destination, any information, the historical society mum and the jail is real the only hint of that period at all save a tavern here or two with the name Molly Maguire, which as such is to be avoided by proper folk skepticism of the whole thing for these very reasons and suspected terror in the heart of Wolf for these reasons the government of Pennsylvania went off the rails and declared American treasure closed forever, why now and why then only reasons we are my friend not joking when we say it was Hiram of Tyre and he upon hereupon not at all but the only thing that scared the man half to death, Mother Rock, the Mother Lodge and the Mother Hodge all three together influence of heather woven into meaning higher than it seems, seams of the place opened and made for big fat disgrace of what goes on in the mines this day and these lines gettin back to the point of why this all is force majeure and does not disappoint with the story of Golden Glory what is written on the rock and what is written on the rock is written here sometimes in maybe other lines of who and what sees what they know is the megalithic technology that does glow alive or something close for whom and when say they seen a ghost and the woman she at falls here would be the analogy for the Powers that would be manifest in Glory all up the sky and the story of all time last place for a word here and then of photographs on the internet not the best friend of anyone who dares makes this West Wall or who cares the secrets of the mines are the secrets of these lines and so much before to read and write again it’s where let us narrow to six hundred below the ground and their wives who were executed and all named the same for inquires and protest bees about how and where the Irish went to die around here we still cheer the cross energy is still near in the historical society big and gold who are you traveler get gone and shoo from all towns there around with something off big and off mostly big PROMIS big that we say now exploration of that place as logically following from these facts in stone and word here are not possible without conflict with the State of Pennsylvania whose prison around the road is small but features in between the capital West and where it leads down around Nesquehoning in the back of town that look at that ridge right there many trails to be fair are old and scary as hell of there own accord literally haunted woods locals say indeed is true and experience does belie something off, real, real off in the woods of anthracite, all of a sudden seams not right and all of a sudden a friendly apparition does appear, say stay in sight and close be near to the reasons for the marked in stone correct path door, that is comma land for haunted woods and haunted land, who are you, cave of fools and rib number two, all around crazy town for reason they don’t have a frown, cause we think they don’t read at all, but we may have a hit on the avenue of the dead below little Swiss village that leads to the old anthracite mines where the Irish went down to mine, indeed good question, locals say government is hard to play, and court and church have a lock crypt and hearse, and indeed this is classic why all the roads lead to BAETYL by what is all the fuss about, what is all the archive, shout like the archive and how we got here, the planes of Armageddon and what down below, here is one that they know is criss-crosses like Swiss cheese and maybe why little Swiss village got its name, hardy-har, not why the name is and was changed to Olympic great, Native American legend Jim Thorpe, on a vote one day after the town flooded or allegedly why it would be no longer Mauch Chunk, because the history stunk, that would be Molly Maguire and why executions would be necessary still not clear, still not clear, not clear where the iron and coal police museum would be or all the mines and equipment activity, the only ruin left is the railroad which goes nowhere but to where there may or may not be an abandoned town or where the mining village would be, unclear who would be there right now but high danger of underground still with wealth now resounds all the underground archaeological activity ultrasounds below the grounds make us all nervous now that that is how it’s done and one trip down a run maybe last by virtue gun hunting lands gone wild and sometimes locals way to trigger happy especially by accident, it’s that rifle range wink wink nod nod, and then the pick-up truck with the carbon county marks suddenly appear during a walk cut short down to the other way round along the fill road mile from hell on the feet that does lead to the James-Jean run in-between and does cost about a mile of hiking from the mountain road with the only other edifice or entity nearby the carbon county prison down the road, as before, from Sinister Forces, we take the lead prison equals mound complex to very true indeed hit of all time, why, do ponder, the path of souls, the scratch paths, the mines, the organs, and these all time notes places on the earth where prisons go seems to be where mounds go to for reasons energies of kinds mounds would do and perhaps prisons would undo, gonna be woo woo, yes indeed, like Mississippi, like waveland on tv, caution casinos as well, like Ocean City, we mean Mother Lodge, the form of earth as the keeper, the lodge, by the form, nicknamed the hodge, the rock and the earth therefrom of special virgin quality, the virgin Maryland and the party of tea, for a land made to do things with infinity, all the places of high disgraces very close by to be coincidence not really, as the focus on Israeli like Holy Land travesty for reason we say Wee Bee comin’ down all creation for the sound of devastation when last rock does not have another sound hit the earth and hit the ground, too much bad energy, keeper of the waves takin’ us down,

The serpent energy the megalithic technology, from the Creator would in blue and yellow serpent form make the world in beauty be all the land up from the sea, of green and blue, like a nest lieutenant do, make a world for prophesy under the foundations megalithic be, before the sun shined on the earth, set in stone, the Spaniard’s curse, they do not know how the earliest came by, water man gonna sink it dry, yes that would be the little guy,

The master of the basin of water turns it: abundant fluid submerges the land.

Ahah also being king,

The king of the basin floods us all throughout the land for misbehaviors out of hand.