If you took the most Cronenbergian episodes of The Magic School Bus, blended them in a cosmic meat smoothie with the avanc from China Miéville’s The Scar, and then sprinkled in some good ol’ American tourist trap schlock, you still might not approach the eldritch delights of Mystery Flesh Pit National Park, located just south of Odessa, Texas, off Highway 20.
As the name suggests, it’s a giant flesh tunnel opening through the Earth’s epidermis, dermis, hypodermis, and more, revealing colossal esophagi and leviathan spleen. As you descend, you may encounter “spasm fits” and “gastric ejecta” or feel your bodily moisture being “leeched.” Deviate from the marked trails and you risk digestion, lethal entanglement with “Macrobacteria” and “Abyssal Copepods,” or a splattering of “amniotic secretions.”
Feast your eyes upon it, O mortal.
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Mystery Flesh Pit National Park began as a much-loved exercise on r/Worldbuilding. The brainchild of Redditor u/StrangeVehicles, aka designer, illustrator, and writer Trevor Roberts, it has since evolved into a series of imaginary NPS effluvia showcasing the monstrous attraction.
Roberts describes the MFPNP as such:
The Mystery Flesh Pit is the name given to a bizarre natural geobiological feature discovered in the permian basin region of west texas in the early 1970s. The pit is characterized as an enormous subterranean organism of indeterminate size and origin embedded deep within the earth, displaying a vast array of highly unusual and often disturbing phenomena within its vast internal anatomy.
Following its initial discovery and subsequent survey exploration missions, the surface orifice of the Mystery Flesh Pit was enlarged and internal sections were slowly reinforced and developed by the Anodyne Deep Earth Mining corporation who opened the Pit as a tourist attraction in 1976. In the early 1980s, the site was absorbed into the National Park System which operated and maintained the Mystery Flesh Pit until its sudden closure in 2007.
There’s a brochure…
Mystery Flesh Pit National Park – Park Overview Brochure
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…enticing posters…
Tourism poster for “Mystery Flesh Pit” National Park, a series I’m working on.
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…useful signage…
Mystery Flesh Pit National Park – Park Signage Evolution and Timeline
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…and even job opportunities:
Mystery Flesh Pit National Park – Park Trail Engineer
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Mystery Flesh Pit National Park – Park Ranger
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Roberts describes the project as ongoing, with new material to be released, “at minimum, twice a month.” An art book is tentatively in the making, although no solid plans have been unveiled as of yet. In the meantime, you can traverse the Mystery Flesh Pit on Reddit, where Roberts releases fun supplemental Easter Eggs in the comments, as well as the project’s blog.
If this were real it’d would be on my bucket list.
And if I had a bucket list.
Sounds icky
They had me at “geotectonic carnal moans”
They had ME at macrobacteria, ha.
But seriously, I love this :)
So that second poster is from an edited photo of Kimberly’s old diamond mine here in South Africa. South African mining site’s are regularly used as disaster/post apocalyptic areas movies in American and British media.
Spasms resulting from pulling the entrance open? I can’t help but wince. Has this artist, or anyone else here, read that Doyle story “When the World Screamed”? For extra credit, take on Reza Negarestani’s “Cyclonopedia.”
Ground-penetrating radar, I think that is what it is called, could less invasively show us the depth and structure of this thing, which reminds me of a kimberlite shaft, just as in the silkscreened-looking poster. I look forward to further revelations from Roberts.
THAT is what America would do if we discovered a Sarlacc in Yellowstone.
why does it give me vagina vibes
I was thinking anus myself.
One’s ears, when assaulted by medical personnel who stick that funnel thing in there too damn hard. The next idiot who doesn’t listen, or be gentle in the first place, is going to wish they had explored a cosmic-horror site instead.
Further reading: “The Night Sea-Maid went down”, in The Burrowers Beneath, by Brian Lumley. For my money it’s one of the few things in that Titus Crow series that doesn’t majorly suck.
How kimberlite pipes come to be in the first place is pretty darn scary, from what I’ve read. Those sparkly little things that you or someone you know might be wearing have quite a story, even before they got stained with blood.