The kicking sands of desert time have their corrosive ways of burying temples, tombs and palaces.  Beneath the rolling mounds, gathered by wind and time, archeologists and stumblers have found history lessons that predate 3000 BCE. The title temple, the mortuary temple of Ramesses III at Medinet Habu, was built around 1187 BCE.

The Samsonesque columns and the stone gardens punctuate a landscape where only sand and stone survive. I could with some references to notes, tickets and pictures try summarize eight temples, however that would be very boring.  A bit like European tours of churches and museums.  Yet in each of these temples the way to the inner sanctuary (the holy of holies) was both a cascading path and a lowering ceiling.  Only the King and High Priest were permitted to enter the inner sanctuary.  The shared stories of religious experience are rooted in history and the transition of oral tradition to hieroglyphics.

The perspective of Lotus bud versus flower becomes a time of day question.  It is possible that time and tradition have a way of effecting the mythology that stories your life.