<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262054</id><updated>2009-07-19T12:11:24.930+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tora-Bora Manuscripts</title><subtitle type='html'>A journalist discovers ancient manuscripts in a cave in Afghanistan that unveil future events on...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torabora.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262054/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torabora.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mario Persona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04653491946737163988</uri><email>mariopersona@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262054.post-8392077</id><published>2002-01-04T05:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T18:06:50.830+03:00</updated><title type='text'># 007</title><summary type='text'>THE IMAGE OF THE SOLDIER'S LETTER was on my notebook's screen, defying me to read characters written by the trembling hand of a dying man. I opened a notepad in another window, so I could take notes while reading it. Actually, it seemed to be part of a letter, perhaps one of the last pages. I hadn't noticed other pages on the body when I was in the cave. They were probably covered by dust or had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262054/posts/default/8392077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262054/posts/default/8392077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torabora.blogspot.com/2002/01/007.html' title='# 007'/><author><name>Mario Persona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04653491946737163988</uri><email>mariopersona@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17321232898207420977'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262054.post-8456813</id><published>2002-01-06T18:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T18:06:13.056+03:00</updated><title type='text'># 008</title><summary type='text'>IN MY LAST POSTING I told you about the events that made me publish this blog on the Internet. While in Islamabad, I read many parts of the manuscript, enough to make me think about lots of things. It seems to be Bishr Ibn Al Sirri comments on a series of books of what today is called the Bible – he treats them as different books. I am not used to the Bible and could not identify which part was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262054/posts/default/8456813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262054/posts/default/8456813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torabora.blogspot.com/2002/01/008.html' title='# 008'/><author><name>Mario Persona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04653491946737163988</uri><email>mariopersona@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17321232898207420977'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262054.post-8809063</id><published>2002-01-18T11:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T18:05:49.606+03:00</updated><title type='text'># 009</title><summary type='text'>This has been a month of lots of work for me. And excitement too, as I read what I’ve found in Tora-Bora’s manuscripts. It starts with some kind of explanation about the reason Bishr Ibn Al Sirri wrote it. I will try to translate it the best I can, but you must be aware that it was written many years ago, and I am not the best person to do this job.Many of what he wrote seems to be texts taken </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262054/posts/default/8809063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262054/posts/default/8809063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torabora.blogspot.com/2002/01/009.html' title='# 009'/><author><name>Mario Persona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04653491946737163988</uri><email>mariopersona@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17321232898207420977'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262054.post-8304224</id><published>2001-12-31T23:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T18:05:22.766+03:00</updated><title type='text'># 002</title><summary type='text'>NO, IT WAS NOT ALI BABBA's CAVE, I am not Alladin and the cave was not large enough to hold forty thieves. And it was not filled with gold and precious stones. On the other hand, there were not those traps you see in the movies and I was not wearing Harrison "Indiana Jones" Ford's hat. There was a man laying there, with his head resting on a kind of metal box the size of a computer CPU, if I can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262054/posts/default/8304224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262054/posts/default/8304224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torabora.blogspot.com/2001/12/002.html' title='# 002'/><author><name>Mario Persona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04653491946737163988</uri><email>mariopersona@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17321232898207420977'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262054.post-8304183</id><published>2001-12-31T23:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T18:03:51.296+03:00</updated><title type='text'># 001</title><summary type='text'>MY NAME IS ALI KILABAH and I am a journalist from a Middle East country. Ok, it is not my real name, but I had to adopt it for safety reasons. I don't expect you to believe in what you are going to read. It is hard for me to believe in the events and the things I've been studying during the last days. I know many will not think this could be true -- my story, the manuscripts, its words or my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262054/posts/default/8304183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262054/posts/default/8304183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torabora.blogspot.com/2001/12/001.html' title='# 001'/><author><name>Mario Persona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04653491946737163988</uri><email>mariopersona@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17321232898207420977'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262054.post-8361730</id><published>2002-01-03T05:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T23:07:57.303+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'># 006 Click here to read from the beginning. The postings are in a reverse chronological order."WE WILL KILL EVERY AMERICAN!" After last night's "Wonderful World" by Louis Armstrong, these were the first and harsh words waking me up in that not yet sunny morning in Islamabad. I was sure it was not Louis Armstrong's voice, nor they were part of the original song. The shout came through the open </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262054/posts/default/8361730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262054/posts/default/8361730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torabora.blogspot.com/2002/01/006-click-here-to-read-from-beginning.html' title=''/><author><name>Mario Persona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04653491946737163988</uri><email>mariopersona@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17321232898207420977'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262054.post-8304237</id><published>2001-12-31T23:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-01-05T01:51:00.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'># 003 Click here to read from the beginning. The postings are in a reverse chronological order.First published on December 29, 2001HAVE YOU EVER TRIED TO FIND ANYTHING in a dark cave in Tora-Bora, Afghanistan? Neither I did before. Touching the ground, I found dust, stones and bones before I could feel the flashlight back in my hand. Fortunately it was not broken and I had light again. But I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262054/posts/default/8304237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262054/posts/default/8304237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torabora.blogspot.com/2001/12/003-click-here-to-read-from-beginning.html' title=''/><author><name>Mario Persona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04653491946737163988</uri><email>mariopersona@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17321232898207420977'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262054.post-8304244</id><published>2001-12-31T23:18:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2002-01-05T01:50:23.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'># 004 Click here to read from the beginning. The postings are in a reverse chronological order.First published on December 31, 2001THERE WAS THIS OTHER GROUP of Afghan tribesman armed with Russian guns and three photographers with them, two of  them working for a NY newspaper and the other one for a news agency in Tokyo. When I arrived they were trying not to give them his discs containing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262054/posts/default/8304244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262054/posts/default/8304244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torabora.blogspot.com/2001/12/004-click-here-to-read-from-beginning.html' title=''/><author><name>Mario Persona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04653491946737163988</uri><email>mariopersona@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17321232898207420977'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262054.post-8304259</id><published>2001-12-31T23:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2002-01-05T01:44:38.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'># 005 Click here to read from the beginning. The postings are in a reverse chronological order.IF IT WERE NOT FOR THE SOLDIERS who came back to that kindergarten battlefield, by now I would be history. After being responsible for starting the first civil war in the post-war era in Afghanistan. But the incident was good enough to give us time to leave that area. I lost my GPS, that vanished in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262054/posts/default/8304259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262054/posts/default/8304259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torabora.blogspot.com/2001/12/005-click-here-to-read-from-beginning.html' title=''/><author><name>Mario Persona</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04653491946737163988</uri><email>mariopersona@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17321232898207420977'/></author></entry></feed>