Perhaps it is opportune, on the eve of the proximity of the most magical night of the year - that which determines the summer solstice and in which Jano, the two-faced god, liberates, through the Jauna Coeli, a whole varied range of spooky delicacies that for generations have formed a more or less active and essential part of the great myths of the collective memory of the peoples- to take hold of the memories and looking back, towards those infinite Castilian llanadas, to make the imagination, dear reader , I transport you, from wherever you are sitting comfortably in front of your computer screen, to a place whose name, Sasamón, should already give you a warning - whether or not a person given to let you be dazzled, or at least influenced by the fatal appeal of the mythology - subtly taking you to that curious world of aphorisms of an extrapeninsular nature, which are part of those protohistoric roots to which, generally, the historiogr official affair prefers to avoid, fearful, doubtless, to accept conclusions that may shake the golden foundations of a History that is shown more and more surprising each time new discoveries are made.
If indeed, you have noticed early on that the word contains the name of an almighty god of the Egyptian pantheon -Ammon, whose priests led to the fall of Amenhotep IV, Akhenaten, a thousand years before the famous battle of the Milvian bridge, following of which, Constantine proclaimed Christianity as the official religion of the Empire - I do not think you are surprised, or at least, not too much, if contemplating this magnificent but unfortunate cover, I encourage you to let yourself go by the rivers of tradition and think in it as the ill-fated rest of a church, that of San Miguel, which once belonged to the Order of the Temple, and a small village, also disappeared, which was named Mazarreros, another name that, curiously, already in its root contains, likewise, another surprising reference to that semi-divinity with which formerly blacksmiths were considered, especially if they were lame, like Hephaestus, to whom he also related to alchemy, it is not only possessed the power to dominate the fire, but also to know the secrets of metals and the action of transforming them (1).
On the other hand, and despite the fact that the deterioration caused by time or by the indiscriminate action of some men who probably used both the church and the uninhabited quarry -some remains, today make up the magnificent church of Sasamón, which occupies a pre-eminent place in the town square, next to the street of the Knights - it is possible that, if you have occasion to walk through the countryside located outside of this town, not far from the cemetery and the stone cruises that I recommend you observe with Attention, you will see that, although you find it difficult to guess the original message of some capitals that every day seem to degrade and fuse a little more, like the wax of the candles on the night of the dead, you may discover, not what could probably have been a descent and a psychostasis as the most relevant elements among the typical foliaceous references and facing lions so characteristic of the Romanesque style, but At least you can clearly see two marks of stonework, which will make you think that, after all, chance may not exist and, as one admired Master and friend said: when the river of tradition sounds, it is that water historical takes: the eight-pointed star and the leg of goose.
Of what there is no doubt, is that time, after all, does not stop being the most just of the stylists, contributed to the lonely ruin an unforgettable romantic scene: if you have occasion to walk by there at night, do not will surprise, at all, the title of the present entry and you will agree, after all, that this ill-fated cover is, after all, an authentic door to the stars.
Although in advance: Happy Solstice.
Notes:
(1) To anyone who wants to delve deeper into such an exciting subject, I recommend the magnificent work of Mircea Eliade, entitled 'Blacksmiths and Alchemists', Taurus Ediciones, S.A., Madrid, 1959 or the version of Alianza Editorial, Madrid, 1974.
NOTICE: originally published on my blog LA ESPAÑA DE LOS TEMPLARIOS. Both the text and the photographs are my exclusive intellectual property. The original entry, where you can check the authorship of juancar347, can be found at the following address: https://juancarlosmenendez.blogspot.com.es/2015/06/sasamon-una-puerta-las-estrellas.html
