BOOK OF VELES
The Book of Veles is a literary forgery purporting to be a text of ancient Slavic religion and history supposedly written on wooden planks. It contains religious. Arthurovich Isenbeck is said to have discovered The Book of Veles in a run-down castle in the Ukraine around the beginning of the 20 th. Why the study of “Veles Book” can lead to the loss of reputation of a scientist? Why is “Veles book” banned as well as earlier banned “Bible”? Why the “Veles.
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Ellen Lloyd - ppti.info - The Book of Veles is so controversial that it has been banned in Russia. This old document contains. The Book of Veles claims to contain evidence of genesis, evolution and migration of Slavs. The book comprises history of Slavs since 7th. The Book of Veles claimed to be a text of ancient Slavic religion and history purportedly written on wooden planks. It contains religious passages and accounts.
In , the book was included in the high school program in Ukraine as a genuine literary and historical piece. The truth is we still do not know whether the Book of Veles is genuine or not and it remains one of many unexplained ancient mysteries that surround us the world of science. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed in whole or part without the express written permission of AncientPages. Ancient Places Apr 26, Darabgerd: Now Trending: Early Harappan Cultures Texas Revolution — A C Reconstruction Of Five-S Archaeology News Dec 4, Archaeology News Dec 29, Ancient History Facts Oct 1, Celtic Mythology Apr 30, Ancient Places Apr 26, Slavs eventually emerged victorious.
The period of 5th to 9th centuries is described briefly; Khazars and Bulgars are mentioned. So I hope those who are able to read Cyrillic and understand Slavic languages are willing to take part in this thread.
I for one would be very interested to hear their opinions, but foremost, their translations into English of this manuscript. For some reason, upon reasoning that I imagined people enslaved by a dinosaur.
The book was allegedly discovered in and lost in It is widely held by scholars to be a forgery made in the s—s or, which is less likely, in the early 19th century. The main decisive evidence is the language of the text which is a mixture of different modern Slavic languages with erroneous and invented forms and no regular grammar.
Seriously, here is what it says on the same Wiki page you linked, it appears to be some sort of English translation So we could. And with that living water he nourishes.
And to god Perun, the thunderer, god of battle and fight we say: Puzz, "Part of it says "We are Rus" , that appears to be a wrong translation, according to someone in one of the other links I posted.
I have serached for quite some time, but every online text of that book is in Slavic language Russian. So unless no one speaking Russian or Slavic, and is able to read Cyrillic, shows up, this thread will die soon. I thought, "What the hell?? The concept of Russia ["Rossiya"] did not exist in the protoSlavic time of the alleged creation of the document.
This analysis leads us to a definite conclusion: Another thing: The only mention of Svarog comes from the Hypatian Codex, a 15th-century compilation of several much older documents from the Ipatiev Monastery in Russia. It contains a Slavic translation of an original Greek manuscript of John Malalas from the 6th century. The complete passage, reconstructed from several manuscripts, translates as follows: In the Greek text, the names of gods are Hephaestus and Helios.
Apparently, the unknown Russian translator tried to re-tell the entire story set in Egypt by replacing the names of classical deities with those that were better known to his readers. Furthermore, this passage has raised quite a few theories about family relations between Slavic gods.
The Egyptians knew him as Svarog and he introduced one on one marriage and this must relate to his name - I can see swear maybe in it, like to swear an oath in marriage but I won't bog down in words here, I know you're hoping some else comes to the party. He was Hephaestus, so he may have been Ptah too and the father of the Athenians. Svarog's son who ruled is the Sun. His name was Sun tsar - doesn't that sound like sun star to you?
Apparently , the unknown Russian translator tried to re-tell the entire story set in Egypt by replacing the names of classical deities with those that were better known to his readers.
I thought Svarog might be swear as in oath of marriage because it sounds like it and the word would be paramount to what the bind is all about -. The Egyptians termed him this name which means 'swear - an oath' - it possibly should be what Ptah really means. During his rule, from the Heavens fell the smith's prongs and weapons were forged for the first time.
Before that people fought with clubs and stones. Rashi interprets the name to mean "he who spices the craft of Cain. It is not clear why he has a double-barrelled name. Gordon Wenham suggests that the name "Cain" means "smith" which would anticipate the remarks about his metal-working skill , or that he is called "Tubal Cain" in order to distinguish him from the other Tubal, the son of Japheth.
Henry Morris suggests that etymologically, his name is "the progenitor of the name of the Roman God Vulcan. This could hold true since the Greek Olympic Gods are full of marriages but Hephaestus himself is married, to Aphrodite, the quintessential woman. During his time a Pheathon event occurred and from the sky fell the requirements to then forge metal. It might have been the iron itself in the meteorites and the accompanying fire too, maybe they saw melted iron or something and realised what they could do with it.
Ptah as creator is this kind, the same as Hephaestus and why the Athenians and Saites are the same - they both have this history of father Vulcan and Gaia. Dabog or Daboh is mentioned in the Primary Chronicle, a history of early Kievan Rus' as one of seven gods whose statues Prince Vladimir the Great erected in front of his palace in Kiev in , when he came to the throne. Earlier on I noticed a discrepency in Helios, that is, this God is made out generally in Greek myth to be male.
I pondered this and just read this while thinking more on the above as well. This is in fact a Slavic translation of an original Greek manuscript of Malalin from 6th century. In Greek text, the names of gods are Hephaestus and Helios.
In all Slavic languages, the word for Sun, Sunce, is of neutral or feminine gender, never masculine. Also, in Baltic mythology, which is most akin to Slavic, Sun is a female deity, Saule, while the Moon is a male one. The same pattern can be observed in folklore of many Slavic nations, where the Sun is most often identified with mother or a bride, and Moon with father or husband, their children being the stars.
Where exactly this leaves Dabog as a possible male solar deity of Slavic pantheon remains questionable. Dazbog might mot be the Sun, he might be the Sun star, a possible reference to the Pole Star or a male orientated people made the Sun a male or at a very early time the Sun was male in myth.
Never-ending turning of the circle and the lead to path - it conjures an image of the labyrinth in my head, always relative to Troy. Trizna was a funeral feast which, as a part of Slavic religion, was made for distinguished members of society before their cremation.
In villages in Bosnia, name trzan or trzna is used for a place in the middle of a village more rarely near a crossroad used for gatherings, which is considered to be derived from trizna. A long shot but certainly custom was made to feast for days before cremation at Troy. They even stop the fighting to do this for Patroclus. I think it would be wise if we first read up on Slavic mythology, and here is a nice blog about it:.
Punjab - the land of five rivers - lies in North West India. Around BC they would have been enslaved by Nabonassar if Nabsur is him. This would have thrown them right in the middle of Babylon.
It produces wild barley, chickpea, and sesame, and even, in its marshlands, edible roots, called gongai. These roots are the equal of barley in nutrition. The land also produces dates, apples, and all sorts of other fruit, as well as fish and birds, field birds as well as waterfowl.
So great is the fertility of the grain fields that they normally produce crops of two-hundredfold, and in an exceptional year as much as three-hundredfold. The blades of wheat and barley are at least three inches wide.
Askold put his armies on board ships and went on to take away from others by force. We are not Varjags who did great evil to Russians and their glory. Rurik is not Russian because he storms across steppe killing traders who trust him.
We walk in the old graveyards and there where our ancestors lie under green grass, we think. The answer we ask from them, what are our deeds to be like and our path. Kij went to fathers and ancestors who are dead. And when Kij left us misery appeared and great disagreement among Russians who fought to death in division and divided. Men had no faith and in battles they only defended themselves. With Kij, the night before the battle the story about victory would begin.
They were singing about campaigns of fathers and how Ruskolanj fell under beastly deeds of Goths and Huns. We know of two lands — one of Vends another of Goths. These Goths were coming to us and they grew strong, while Vends got weaker. And around was land Litva and they called themselves Iljmi, but we call them Ilmeri.
And we call ourselves with glorious name and prove glory on enemy iron when we go on their swords. This is why Russians are proud and greet with bread, while Greeks take it away from others by force.
About that glory eagles cry on all sides because Russians are free and mighty in steppe. Their leaders were at war against us and they were dividing us. From morning to morning we watched the evil done to Russians. And we waited for hour when better times will arrive. We realized we must join our forces and follow footsteps of our ancestors and listen to the words they meant for us.
Let us go to our steppes and fight for lives like soldiers, not like mindless cattle. Every of her feathers shone with different colour. And night became day because she sang about past battles.
She reminds us of battles of enemies against our fathers who watch us from the grey sky and smile at us. And so we are not alone because they are always with us. We remember Perun and look, messenger on white horse darts across the sky. And he raises sword up to the heavens, cuts clouds open and thunders.
Is The Book of Veles a great Slavic text or a charlatan’s forgery?
And to us living water starts to pour, which we drink because Svarog gives the source of all life on earth. Shines the only way of Prav that we wish to follow. Glorious descendants carry Russia in their hearts, which is and will be our land. And like dying evening takes over shadow, letting night take its place. And by night Veles walks Svarga, down the heavenly trail of milk, to his castle and opens door of his temple to us in the dawn. And we, waiting for him to take us in the shiny temple, sing songs and celebrate Veles through centuries, clean like lambs.
Veles gifted knowledge to our ancestors how to plough earth and sow grass and reap wheat in fertile fields, to put bundle in the house and honour it like heavenly father. Glory to our fathers and mothers who taught us to honour gods and showed us the way of Prav which we follow and sing glory to gods and we are Slaveni. Staying there they were observing our land. Many young people they sent who built houses and cities and traded.
And soldiers with swords and armours showed up and soon they took our land into their hands and made their games firm. Then we saw Greeks are feasting while Slavs work for them and land that was ours for four centuries became Greek, and we became dogs that are banished by stones dogs at which stones are thrown.
Today we fight for it again and soak it in our blood, so we can live peacefully like before, out of our work. Perunica flies across the sky and carries the horn of glory which we drink to the bottom. And there were ten times more knights among us than among our enemies. And Perunica said: How did you, Russians, lose your fields. From today you must fight for them. And Surija said: Go, Russians, and do so. It could be that we will die today, but we have no other way out in life.
Slave never feels good under despot, even when he favours him. We listen to our counts and defend our country. And Indra helps us keep our strength and remain strong. So our knights on battle field resist with power of gods which leads us in victory. Enemy will be disintegrated into dust and blood. We will have strength to breach the siege because on the other side there are Greeks, like old wives. Greeks tell us that they gave us their writing, and that we lost ours by receiving it.
He also said that we will destroy hostile Horsunj too. Our state will be great and in it counts, cities, countless iron and numerous offspring. And there will be less Greek than there are us. And they will stand before us with their heads bowed down. There will be many horrors and troubles but two will become one and united.
We will win and fortify our land.
Gods will grant us eternal glory and nothing will stop us from fighting like lions for each other and listening to our count. And Perun will remain on our side until victory. Glory to our gods forever and ever. May Russia be blessed, the land of our ancestors and may the will of gods be fulfilled. These enemies carried horns on their foreheads. With mighty cavalry and numerous warriors Jazgs then attacked us too from Tanais. And darkness after darkness was coming and approaching, and we had only help of gods.
Gods would magnify our strength by ten times before the attack.
Bjelobog led our warriors and cavalry and shamans in forests took swords and went to war. We saw wizards do great miracles. How heavenly warriors were coming out of their hands outstretched towards Svarga. They charged at enemy and buried it. And we saw great birds flying to us. And Mother Sva rushed down on enemy, striking with her wings, and she was crying to us to defend our land.
Charge our brothers, tribe with tribe and kin with kin and strike the enemy on our land because it belongs only to us. Do not come back defeated.
Book of Veles
And Mother Sva was saying that our future is glorious. And we leave into death like into feasting.
We were told that we, once upon a lot of time, while we still had temples in Carpathians, used to trade with Arabs and others. Newcomers respected Radgost and we took taxes in fair fashion, because we honour gods like it was trusted to us. They said to us not to take unreliable faith which is what honours our fathers and not to approach trees with no will. And here, smoke rises all the way to sky, what was the great sorrow of fathers, children and our mothers. It is time of wars.
And let us say no more. Only that. Varjags arrived to Nepra, conquered our land and took men away. Do not take men away.
Take Rurik out of our land and return him to where he came from.
Our borders were laid waste and our land was looted. We are at war only to defend our land. And with that living water he waters and gives life to us until we reach meadows of paradise, blessed. And to god Perun, the thunderer, god of battle and strife we say: You make us alive by unstopping revolving of the circle and lead us on path of Prav through battles to Velika Trizna. To god Svetovid we elevate glory because he is the god of Prav and Jav and to him we sing the song because he is the light through which we see the world.
We look and in Jav we survive, and he protects us from the Nav and therefore we sing thanks to him. We sing and dance to him and we summon our god to sustain earth, sun and stars steadily in light.
All glory to Svetovid, our god that opens our hearts to admit our wrongdoings and turn to good. May he embrace us like children because it is firmly like this: That what was created — with half-worth mind cannot be seen. Because the great mystery is, how Svarog is at the same time Perun and Svetovid. Two entities in heavens contained, Bjelobog and Crnobog are, and Svarog holds and commands them both. This is the essence of Triglav because everyone comes from him and into him return.
And there is wonderful Irij and there river Ra flows dividing Svarga from Jav, and Cislobog counts our days and reports his counts to god: when is heavenly day and when night. And he divides days into days of Jav which are days of gods and night in which is only god our Did — Dub — Snop. Glory to Perun — Ognjebog who sends arrows at enemies and loyally leads on path that is honour and the judgement of a soldier. He — golden-fur, merciful and just. We offer only fruits of fields and our work as sacrifice: millet, butter from milk and also on day of Kolada we add a lamb, as we do on day of Rusalja in spring and Crvena Gora.
We do that in remembrance of Carpathian mountains. In that time our kin was called Karpeni, and when we took refuge and dwelled in woods, they called us by the name Drevici, and in the fields they called us Poljani.
We have different customs. And also on that day we played games before old men eyes: heroes showed strength, fast walking, sang and danced. On that day villagers went hunting and brought wild game to old people who shared it then with others.
And shamans shared sacrifice with gods as sign of gratitude and elevated the glory. In time of Goths and arrival of Varjags a count was elected among leaders and that one led young men into cruel battles. And Romans observed us, plotting evil against us.
And they came on us with their chariots with steel weapons and attacked us. We defended us from them for a long time to keep..?.. Soaking the land blood he licked flew out of him. Then came mighty man and cut dragon in half and there were two then that he cut again and there were four. And then man cried for help from gods. And they rushed from Svarga on horses to kill the dragon, because his strength was not from humans or gods, but it was black.
And that dragon, those are enemies that come from the south. Those are warriors from Bospor with whom our granddads were at war. And that dragon is our suffering. We will fight and lay our lives for her that spreads from us to Poljani and Drevici and Rusi.
And reaches the seas and mountains and steppes of the south. And that is Russia. And only from her we receive help because we are grandchildren of Dajbog.
We pray God to send flame so Mother Sva would carry the glory on her wings to our ancestors. And that land we left and now in other land we fight for survival. In the past we had Golunj and in it cities, villages and fireplaces. We wash our bodies and souls in desire to Golunj remains holy Russian, in which enemies feared our ancestors. From sheep pastures spreads the land on one day of travel from us..?.. Enemies threaten us and cruel day ahead of us is thirsty of blood.
And we will shed it for Russian land..?.. And stone of land taken away by force cries for us and we will fight until death..?.. Respect my son who died for her..?.. And we had to protect what was left and build sanctuaries for our gods. We built walls out of oak, and often double and there we kept images of our gods. We had many sanctuaries in Novgorod, on river Volhova. We had them in Kijev-city and in forests that belong to gods.
Our clothing was ragged like tramps who drag around by night through woods and tear their clothing into rags. So were Russians wearing rags, caring not about it. They wished to celebrate gods that accept no sacrifices in sanctuaries, because they were angry for their laziness. And bird Mother Sva was talking to us about the glory and begged us to regain the glory of our fathers. But we had no courage to go to war and take our land by sword and purge it from the enemy. And for thousand and three hundred years already we hide our holies and our wives tell us that we are stupid, that we have lost our minds for we stand before them like lambs.
That we dare not to go to defend and scatter our enemies by sword. And Kupalo tells us we must be an army of clean bodies and souls. And so we start to follow footsteps of him, who is our protector in justified combat. And then we stand in front of image of Svarog. Leaving to battle we praise gods like we do in days of peace too.
And Kupalo tells us we will live the time and be respected for our glory. And meet our ancestors again. And it quenched the thirst that was killing us. And gods rejoiced us in Radgost. We were dancing and throwing wreaths up to the sky and sang elevating the glory to gods.
Kvasura was mighty man and favoured by gods. And Lada came to him and told him to put honey in water and osuri expose to heat it in the sun. So Sura made it so that it turns into surica. And that we drink in the glory of gods. In centuries before Kij, that man was favourite of gods and he passed secret to father Bogumir. And he was taught by Svarog how to make kvasura which we call surina. And that was in our Radgost. And when autumn days come we finish the harvest and it rejoice us.
And if then someone swerves off the way and starts talking mindlessly, that is from Crnobog. And other becomes happy and that is from Bjelobog. And so we have both friends and enemies..?.. Forging swords against enemy forces we defeat them on both sides. And that Bogomir started to prepare sura when glory was foretold to him. And he said thanks to gods..?.. They had kins from that kin like Svarog is the father, and then his sons.
And we obey like it is when one obeys a parent, because he is the father of the kin. And that kin are the warriors from Kij to counts of Kijev. And they are also Russians, who elected their counts from their own kin. Kins from every tribe gave each its count, and counts elected leading count. That one was the leader in wars. SO we lived in that land, until Greeks attacked us and settled our land, caring not for Russians.
Therefore Russians took swords and drove Greeks away from their sea shores. And Greeks were fighting wars protected by steel armours. It was great smiting, crows were flying over scattered human bodies and their cawing was spreading across field among total chaos. Then sun went to war with moon over that land. And sky protected them from falling under disgrace of Jelins. Mothers mourned sons who shed blood on battlefield and that field became Russian.
Novojars settled that land until today, because it belongs to us on grounds of our blood spilled by swords.A map: We built walls out of oak, and often double and there we kept images of our gods. And Romans observed us, plotting evil against us. We survived one darkness and begun to build cities and villages everywhere. And they came back to tell their father about beauty of that land.