How I Found the Lost Continent of Atlantis, the Source of All Civilization

Grandson of Dr. Heinrich Schliemann,
New York American, October 20, 1912

This article and the accompanying illustrations, produced from a photocopy provided by the New York Public Library, are republished for the first time in over ninety years.

Dr. Paul Schliemann, the distinguished grandson of the late Dr. Heinrich Schliemann, finder of ancient Troy and one of the world’s greatest archaeologists, presents here one of the most remarkable and fascinating narratives of discovery every published.

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Dream 3 June 2014: Atlantis

This is what I saw in my dream, a partial scene of the houses that I saw around me. Please click on the picture for a bigger view.

This is what I saw in my dream, a partial scene of the houses that I saw around me. Please click on the picture for a bigger view.

Copyrighted by Liesbeth Swenne

Just before I went to sleep I asked my guides to show me a bit of Atlantis and got following dream:

I am walking in what it seems an open concept of houses without windows or doors that locks. The pillars, the walls looks like they are from sandstone. I look out of the window (without window glass) and see a green scenery before me and I see the, same housings around me. The feeling of the environment is a tropical feeling. In the house itself I see on my left an elevated floor that seems carpeted with flowers pattern. It is divided by a glass wall and on the other side I see a clear blue swimming pool and I thought ” Cool a swimming pool in my bedroom“. There is a bed and I see a white dog running around, it seems to be my dog.  My dog wants to go up to the elevated floor but then a woman walks in and runs to the dog and picks him up. As I look at her in question she showed me why she did this. The touches the carpet, but it isn’t a carpet, it seems to be an enormous bath filled with flowers as she  waves around with her hand in the water. That part of the room is a bit dark and poorly lit. (probably to make it more romantic)

The dream changes and I am somewhere in jungle with a lot of dangerous things happening (can’t remember exactly what happened only that I remember I had to find my back to the city again, where my house was) and I am trying to go with my canoe through this wilderness river but I been caught up with snakes on an overhanging tree trunk. I left my canoe and I am going on foot hoping that I am not too late as I knew something bad was going on in the city and I was needed there to help.

Finally I reach my house that seems to  look over a round courtyard and a man who looks sick (I had the feeling it was an epidemic sickness going on) comes towards me. I had the feeling that I was the healer in town and that people come by to me to get some healing.