"Atlantis: The Autobiography of a Search" was just that. My take on this was two rich guys with time on their hands decided to see if they would be the ones to discover the mythical lost city of Atlantis. Inspired by their dreams, a fortune teller's reading, and the psychic predictions of one Edgar Cayce, these two young men, along with various friends along the way, set off on their quest.
Published in 1970, a time in my life when pot, the paranormal, astral projection, Atlantis, BigFoot, the Bermuda Triangle, and UFOs and such were all in vogue in some circles, my interest was sparked. To be honest, I just wanted to see if they really had anything new to add to the mystery. Yes and no. While they aroused some interest at the time, it deflated as fast as a whoopie cushion.
There was a good quote from the book. It went as follows. "All the journals that I have seen have had the total indiscrimination of daily life. They see everything as potentially important, valuable, worth saving, worth writing down. For a serious writer, this can be insidious. All things, all events, all pretty sunsets and dramatic dawns, are not important, are not symbolic, and will not make a difference in his life as an artist." Ironically, that is just how I felt about this book! I couldn't wait to finish it.
Although I found it interesting to read about their adventure of traveling on a fair sized pleasure boat, far too much of their documentary was boring. They seemed to be very hung up on themselves.
Back in the 70's I would have given this at least a 3 star or maybe even a 4 star rating. Sadly, I can only now give it a 2.
Since the first read was nearly 20 years ago, I decided to read this book again before writing a review on a distant memory.
So, with a fresh read on my mind, here's the scoop.
The story is reported to be true. Witches in Italy. Dream interpretations. Fortune tellers. Guidance from the written seances of Edgar Cayce. A powerboat to take from New Jersey to Bimini. The writing was straight forward, but my credibility meter was going "Beep", "Beep", and "BEEP".
The two writers are certainly loaded with whimsy. Apparently, the means to follow up supports them.
It is a weird book, no doubt about it. Don't neglect the option to read something different.
On February 27, 2016 a group of 5 assembled on Bimini to dive the Bimini/Atlantis Road/Wall. On December 21, 2012 at the dawn of B'ak'tun 13 of the Maya calendar, on Tikal's Pyramid of the Sun we consulted Morton's List, which gave us the Quest "Lost Atlantis" charging us with investigating the lost continent. Our Quest lead us to Bimini, following in the footsteps of this book's authors 47 years later to the day. Thus, the account of their journey was of primary interest to us and this book invaluable. It is meant, I feel, more for the enthusiast than the casual reader. May it inspire your Quests!