PONCE DE LEON’S SEARCH

Note: This partial book was found on the edges of a burn pile. The title and date of the book are unknown.  It contained the following story…

PONCE DE LEON’S SEARCH

(From The Companions of Columbus.)

By WASHINGTON IRVING.

JUAN PONCE DE LEON resigned the command of Porto Rico with tolerable grace.  The loss of one wild island and wild government was of little moment, when there was a new world to be shared out, where a bold solder like himself, with sword and buckler, might readily carve out new fortunes for himself.  Beside, he had now amassed wealth to assist him in his plans, and, like many of the early discoverers, his brain was teeming with the most romantic enterprises.  He had conceived the idea that there was yet a third world to be discovered, and he hoped to be the first to reach its shores, and thus to secure a renown equal to that of Columbus.

While cogitating these things, and considering which way he should strike forth in the unexplored regions around him, he met with some old Indians, who gave him tidings of a country which promised, not merely to satisfy cravings of his ambition, but to realize the fondest dreams of the poets.  They assure that, far to the north, there existed a land abounding in gold and in all manner of delights; but, above all, possessing a river of such wonderful virtue, that whoever bathed in it would be restored to youth!  They added, that in time of past, before the arrival of the Spaniards, a large party of the natives of Cuba had departed northward in search of happy land and concluded that they were flourishing in renovated youth, detained by the pleasures of that enchanting country.

Here was the dream of the alchymist realized! One had but to find this gifted land and revel in the enjoyment of boundless riches and perennial youth!  Nay, some of the ancient Indians declared that it was not necessary to go so far in quest of these rejuvenating waters, for that, in a certain island of the Bahama group, called Bimini, which lay far out in the ocean, there was a fountain possessing the same marvelous and inestimable qualities.

Juan Ponce de Leon listened to these tales with fond credulity.  He was advancing in life, and the ordinary term of existence seemed insufficient for his mighty plans.  Could he but plunge into this marvelous fountain or gifted river, and come out with his battered, war-worn body restored to the strength and freshness and suppleness of youth, and his head still retaining the wisdom and knowledge of age, what enterprises might he not accomplish in the additional vigorous years insured to him!

It may seem incredible, at the present day, that a man of years and experience could yield any faith to a story which resembles the wild fiction of an Arabian tale; but the wonders and novelties breaking upon the world in that age of discovery almost realized the illusions of fable, and the imaginations of the Spanish voyagers had become so heated that they were capable of any stretch of credulity.

So fully persuaded was the worthy old cavalier of the existence of the region described to him, that he fitted out three ships at his own expense to prosecute the discovery, nor had he any difficulty in finding adventurers in abundance ready to cruise with him in quest of this fairyland.

It was on the 3d of March, 1512, that Juan Ponce sailed with his three ships from the Port of St. Germain in the island of Porto Rico.  He kept for some distance along the coast of Hispaniola, and then, stretching away to the northward, made for the Bahama islands, and soon fell in with the first of the group.  He was favored with propitious weather and tranquil seas, and glided smoothly with wind and current along that verdant archipelago, visiting one island after another, until, on the fourteenth of the month, he arrived at Guanahani, or St. Salvador’s, where Christopher Columbus had first put his foot on the shores of the New World.  His inquiries for the island of Bimini were all in vain; and as to the fountain of youth, he may have drunk of every fountain, and river, and lake in the archipelago, even to the salt pools of Turk’s Island, without being a whit the younger.

Still he was not discouraged; but, having repaired his ships, he again put to sea and shaped his course to the north-west.  On Sunday, the 27th of March, he came in sight of what he supposed to be an island, but was prevented from landing by adverse weather.  He continued hovering about it for several days, buffeted by the elements, until, in the night of the second of April, he succeeded in coming to anchor under the land, in 30* 8′ of latitude.  The whole country was in the fresh bloom of spring; the trees were gay with blossoms, and the fields covered with flowers; from which circumstance, as well as from having discovered it on Palm Sunday (Pascua Florida), he gave it the name of Florida, which it retains to the present day.  The Indian name of the country was Cautio.

Juan Ponce landed, and took possession of the country in the name of Castilian Sovereigns.  He afterwards continued for several weeks ranging the coasts of this flowery land, and struggling against the gulfstream and the various currents which sweep it.  He doubled Cape Canaveral, and reconnoitered the southern and eastern shores without suspecting that this was a part of Terra Firma.  In all his attempts to explore the country, he met with resolute and implacable hostility on the part of the natives, who appeared to be a fierce and warlike race.  He was disappointed also in his hopes of finding gold, nor did any of the rivers or fountains, which he examined, possess the rejuvenating virtue.  Convinced, therefore, that this was not the promised land of Indian tradition, he turned his prow homeward on the fourteenth of June, with the intention, in the way, of making one more attempt to find the island of Bimini.

In the outset of his return he discovered a group of islets abounding with sea-fowl and marine animals.  On one of them, his sailors, in the course of a single night, caught one hundred and seventy turtles, and might have taken many more, had they been so inclined.  They likewise took fourteen sea wolves, and killed a vast quantity of pelicans and other birds.  To this group Juan Ponce gave the name of the Tortugas, or Turtles, which they still retain.

Proceeding in his cruise, he touched at another group of islets near the Lucayos, to which he gave the name of La Vieja, or the Old Woman group, because he found no inhabitant there but one old Indian woman.  This ancient sibyl he took on board his ship to give him information about the labyrinth of islands into which he was entering, and perhaps he could not have had a more suitable guide in the eccentric quest he was making.  Notwithstanding her pilotage, however, he was exceedingly baffled and perplexed in his return voyage among the Bahama islands, for he was forcing his way as it were against the course of nature, and encountering the currents which sweep westward along these islands, and the trade-wind which accompanies them.  For a long time he struggled with all kinds of difficulties and dangers; and was obliged to remain upwards of a month in one of the islands, to repair the damages which his ship had suffered in a storm.

Disheartened at length by the perils and trials with which nature seemed to have beset the approach to Bimini, as to some fairy island in romance, he gave up the quest in person, and send in his place a trusty captain, Juan Perez de Ortubia, who departed in one of the other ships, guided by the experienced old woman of the isles, and by another Indian.  As to Juan Ponce, he made the best of his way back to Porto Rico, where he arrived infinitely poorer in purse and wrinkled in brow, by this cruise after inexhaustible riches and perpetual youth.

He had not been long in port when his trust envoy, Juan Perez, likewise arrived.  Guided by the sage old woman, he had succeeded in finding the long-sought-for Bimini.  He described it as being large, verdant, and covered with beautiful groves.  There were crystal springs and limpid streams in abundance, which kept the island in perpetual verdure, but none that could restore to an old man the vernal greenness of his youth.

Thus ended the romantic expedition of Juan Ponce de Leon.  Like many other pursuits of a chimera, it terminated in the acquisition of a substantial good.  Though he had failed in finding the fairy fountain of youth, he had discovered in place of it the important country of Florida.

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FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH PAINTING

The supposedly lost Fountain of Youth. Notice how the people are sick and infirm on the left side of the painting, and as they move through the waters and emerge on the right side, they become healthy and full of life/light.

Poor Ponce, he just kept looking and looking, but alas, the mythical fairy Fountain was nowhere to be found.  If only he had realized the fountain was with him all along.  No, dear friends, it is not lost…

THE “LOST” FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH IS A MYTH!

They want you to think it’s “lost” so you’ll believe it can only be found buried deep in the woods somewhere. When all along it’s your own fountain. There’s not just one fountain of youth on the planet, there are 7 BILLION and counting!

Everybody comes with their own built-in water fountain!

You would not be here without the complete ability to take care of yourself.

This explains why you see cherubs and babies peeing into water fountains all over the planet. This is nothing less than a clever pictogram for the fountain of youth.

HOLY GRAIL

A holy grail. This one is fancy, but any ol’ cup will do.

When people fast for 20-30 days on just orin and water, not only do they vaporize WHATEVER illness they had, by the time they are finished, they lose 20-30 years in appearance!!! Multiple books printed worldwide on the subject contain over 1000 case histories of miraculous cures accompanied by amazing rejuvenations. Without fail, this is what happens when one dips a cup into his or her fountain of youth.

SPEAKING OF DIPPING YOUR CUP,  …THE HOLY GRAIL IS A MYTH ALSO!

Those who study the esoteric schools know that hidden in myths are core truths.

The secrets of Orin Therapy are hidden in the mythical stories of the holy grail.

No one needs to look any further for “THE” holy grail.

Questers for the Grail seek long life, full health, and spiritual power. Those are the EXACT benefits of drinking Orin!!! The hidden joke is that it’s not the cup that’s magical, it’s whats in the cup! You can never find “THE” holy grail because ANY cup, vessel, or grail can become “A” holy grail if you start dipping it into the “FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH!!!!!” So there is no such singular item as “THE” holy grail.

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