Speyer Cathedral - Inside Domnapf - Maximilian Street - Palatine - Germany
Speyer Cathedral - Domnapf - Cathedral Bowl - Palatine - Germany
Inside the Domnapf - Cathedral Bowl, which is located at the Sqare in the West of the Cathedral towards the Maximilian Street.
You see the Western Main Portal of the Speyer Cathedral
To the South you can see the Palatine Historian Museum showing an Exposition about Egypt in Summer 2012.
The Bowl named Domnapf formerly marked the boundry between the episcopal and municipal territories in the middle ages. Every new Bishop on his election had to fill the Bowl with Wine for the Citicens of Speyer who emptied the Bowl to his health. Between 1930 and 2011 the Domnapf was filled 11 times with Wine. The last time 2011 for the Celebration of the 950 Anniversary of the Cathedral.
To the left of the Portal of the Cathedral you see the archaeologic excavation due to the cinstruction of the new foundation for the Christmas Tree. The Tree will be fixed by a concrete fondation for a better stand. One of the Archaeologist luckily working in their jobs - those jobs are rare in Germany - told me that they already had found some coins and clay sherds from medieval pots.
The big park around the big cathedral in Speyer.Maximilianstrasse in Speyer, at the axis of the large...
Germany? Before the beginning there was Ginnungagap, an empty space of nothingness, filled with pure creative power. (Sort of like the inside of my head.)
And it ends with Ragnarok, the twilight of the Gods. In between is much fighting, betrayal and romance. Just as a good Godly story should be.
Heroes have their own graveyard called Valhalla. Unfortunately we cannot show you a panorama of it at this time, nor of the lovely Valkyries who are its escort service.
Hail Odin, wandering God wielding wisdom and wand! Hail Freya, hail Tyr, hail Thor!
But it is to the mighty Thor that the Hammering Man gives service.
Between the time of the Nordic old ones and that of modern Frankfort there may have been a T.Rex or two on the scene. At least some mastodons for sure came through for lunch, then fell into tar pits to become fossils for us to find.
And there we must leave you, O my most pure and holy children.
Text by Steve Smith.