 HESE ARE THE legends of
The Healer. This is the drama of Mahnt-Azoma, or Tl-Acoma, The Mighty sometimes
called Kate-Zahl, the Prophet. The backdrop is not the land as we know it,
for the action moves through many climates changed hy the passage of two
millennia through mines long buried under a forest cover; through valleys
once fertile and rich in commerce which have long returned to barren desert;
down highways now covered by the strangling jungle or lost in the silt of
other ages; through cities whose legendary beauty is still whispered by the
story tellers of a hundred nations. The sequence of these fire-light legends
particularly vivid among the wild tribes, form one by one a curious pattern.
It is the story of a saintly white teacher, whose hands performed miracles
of healing, and whose strange eyes, grey-green as the ocean, looked down
the vistas of the future. His symbol is woven into blankets; carved upon
the walls of canyons; burned into pottery; danced in dances. His name is
given to rushing rivers; tall white mountains; sacred forests springs of
never ending water. Strong is this tale of the Ancient Americas, but broken
like a chain of gems long-scatterod. Running it backward, as one must to
find the beginning, the seeker finds himsclf in Pacha-ca-mac, once queen
of the peruvian shoreline, now long returned to rubble and ruin. Hero He
stares across the wide Pacific – for it was from thence He came; He
who always asked the people to name Him and one of whose names, among many
others was The Lord-Of-Wind-And-Water, Tah-co-mah or Kate-Zahl, The Prophet.
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