History as alabai

European history as begun by Herodotus is often but an Arabian Nights gross exaggeration of reality, filled with misdirection and deceit. Herodotus may not have realized his own complicity in deception, although it is doubtful that even he himself would have denied a tendency to slant fact in favor of the in-group of writer and intended reader. The inspirational story of Thermopolae, where he reports a few thousand Greeks fought off over a thousand times as many Persians, is a fine example. The Persians could not have fed so many, and the topology of the battle site is not as Herodotus depicted it. We can accept that there was an important battle there at the time claimed, but what seems miraculous would have been, had it been. Similarly, it's claimed that Alexander of Macedon conquored the known world, 'though he didn't conquor Rome, the Scythians, the Illyrians or all that much on the African continent. That he didn't even touch most of the Indian subcontinent is excused as it wasn't part of the "known world", but that's like saying Columbus discovered America. At any rate, to suggest that he didn't know of Rome is absurd. These narrations are glorifications. All that matters to much of "history" is to make palatable that which is not true, usually a sense of one's own personal superiority, significance and importance above others. Amazing, really, how easily we tend to fall for that illusion, and how cheap the conceit.
Two later examples of accepted gross exaggeration are Sir Richard Burton and T.E. Lawrence ("of Arabia"), British intelligence agency spies who lied as part of their job, but are honored as heroes. Both had problems keeping any sense of proportion, and both were made suspect by their secrets. With both, truth (as so often happens in history) fell before a perceived need for enhanced image. For them, a "native guide" was in no way important, a leader or even significant to success - but rather, simply disposable. Burton didn't need to study falconry to write about it, he merely needed to transcribe what he was told by "natives". That wouldn't have worked in the USA, where he traveled gathering information on the impending split between the states, for use by British intelligence, but if he could have, he'd likely have written like Karl May, the German who wrote adventure stories of Red Indians he had no real personal experience of.
That T.E. Lawrence adjusted his self-presentation to suit his advantage is hardly strange; he'd have succeeded at nothing had he not done so. Yet it takes little to see through the self-glorification, as he occasionally contradicted himself in his writings, as about never sleeping on the way to attack Aqaba, or about receiving a prayer rug as a gift rather than having participated in the looting of a railroad train. Arabs have given little indication of ever actually falling for his posture of working at least as much for their advantage as for his own. They would never have accepted that as even possible, as, indeed, it wasn't. The book title, "The Seven Pillars of Wisdom", doesn't have anything to do with it's contents, and its presentation was only found acceptable through a perceived need for heroes.
Burton is said to have attained fluency in about 30 languages, a preposterous claim as it would mean learning most of them at a rate of about one per year. Margaret Mead claimed to know 40, and also to have attained understanding of Samoan culture in a matter of a couple months. To accept these claims is either to simply not know what it takes to truly learn something, or to be entirely gullible. The claims are exaggerations, useful towards attaining credibility in regards to other claims of whatever merit, some, perhaps, deserved. If something seems amazing and unlikely, there's reason for it. There may be reason for patting oneself on the back, looking for praise and asserting oneself, but egotism has a tendency to not only alienate others, but blind one to one's own failings, making for pitfalls and pratfalls which can prove quite costly, much as the creation of "empire" has always been costly to all concerned.

Nats of the Celestial Tao

There are different kinds of collecting, as there are different ways of appreciating, and enjoying, art and artistry.
Often, things are of quite differing aspect to different people: flags to which soldiers about to die once rallied are now often but fashion accessories.
Here in Thailand, images of Che Geuvara and Serpico (Al Pacino), attached to pick-up trucks, have become much the same thing.
As a kid, I liked stuffed animals. I collected stamps, coins, and later, comic books.
Then in 1986 I became intriqued by Hopi Katchina "dolls". About the significance to actual Hopis of many of the Katchinas, I still have but little real knowledge, although they often did seem to have a real message.
I bought and sold African carvings, finding myself particularly attracted to some Dogon ones.
I grew to love stories of Dogons and Hopis yanking the chains of anthropologists, missionaries and "art dealers".
Then I discovered the amazing Burmese Nat.
I am very moved by the concept of Nat. It is mythology at its best, and I love mythology.
For years now I have also pursued interest in Yao Ceremonial Paintings.
I love them as art. What religious meaning they have had for those from who's culture they arose, is vague at best to me. But I find them fantastic, stimulating to imagination, curiosity and even the intellect.
Today I made this list:
Yao Pantheon
Above all are the Three Pure Ones, associated with the "Orion's Belt" stellar constellation; they are:
To Ta, Heavenly Worthy of the Virtue of Tao,
Yen Si (Leng Si), Promordial Heavenly Worthy, or Original Beginning, who holds the Pill of Immortality, and Leng Pu, Sacred Jewel.
These three are, above all, above all, and so do nothing.
The Supreme Jade Emperor on High Yu-huang Shang-Ti (or Nyut Hung), and his earthly alter ego who roves our mundane world,
Seng Tsiu Master of the Saints, can be considered supreme, being the highest active authority.
Celestial Master Marshal Teng (or Tang), Tsiou Yun-suei, the blue warrior, representing wealth and power, is also of high position, but not quite as high.
Other Celestial Masters are Marshals Chao, Ma and Chang.
T'ai Sui is the God of Time and an Intermediate Tribune in charge of yearly cycles.
Lei T'in Sai, the Li Celestial Master (depicted with a sword held in front of him) is another of highest authority. Chia Fin and Tsiep Tin Ling Hung, Lords of 10 Infernal Tribunals (or 10 Tribunals of Hades) are family forebearers.
You Tin K'o Chiem is the Palace of the Right's Treasurer
Tzou Tin K'o Chien is the Palace of the Left's Treasurer
Tin Fo Tei Fo, the Governor of the Skies and Underworld is depicted with a variety of little helpers facing left
Tom Tong Hoi Fan, who eats a red triangle (representing a red-hot plowshare), is also considered a major deity.
Tsong Tan or Heng Fei is the Administration, the "Whole Altar", a group
Yang Kin Sui Fo, depicted with a variety of little helpers facing right, is Governor of this World and the Waters. His Liason Officer rides a white horse in the clouds.
Tsiang T'in, or Master Chang, like Lei T'in Sai, holds a magical sword in front of himself (but tends to have muttonchops not a fu-manchu).
He's God of the Spirits and Essences, often with a white crane symbol of immortality on his left shoulder.
Tai Wai, High Constable Shang Yuan, Hoi Fan Ton, Nyut Hung, Heng Fai and Tsiang T'in Sai are also of the 17, and perhaps the two Treasurers are not...
Then there are Kiem Keng, Tzu Tsong and others

Chinese Tao divinities include the Master of the Stars of the Central Heavens, The Jade Maidens, the Immortal Masters of Magic, the Treasurers of Wealth and Salaries, the Third Lady Empress Chao (a real empress of the Tang Dynasty), the Castigator of Diseases, and others

Right now, aspects of ancient but still-living cultures are hardly high fashion, but I don't care. That there should be one Treasurer for the Right, and another for the Left,
somehow seems right to me...