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Jerimiah 51: 37.
And Babylon shall become heaps, a dwellingplace for dragons, an astonishment, and an hissing, without an inhabitant. KJV
The cataclysmic meeting of three giants and the forces of creation have produced a few real mystical places. Somewhere near the center of the confluence of the Colorado Plateau, the Great Basin, and the Mojave Desert lies the heart of Babylon. I don't know what Babylonian imagery possesed our pioneer ancestors to name this place. There were silver mines here in the early days. Perhaps it reflected King Nebuchadrezzar's monetary policy in ancient Babylonia--the silver standard. More likely, it was Mormon Prophet, Brigham Young's distaste for precious metal mining and the godless roughians that generally came with it that earned Babylon its name. Bawdy mining camp culture was abrasive to orderly Mormon life in St George and represented the wordly evils Mormons eschew.
The silver mines are just a memory now. The verse in Jerimiah 51 mutters a more modern interpretation for this Babylon touching the Virgin River. Astonishing heaps of Sandstone peirce the cactus and yucca strewn desert floor as if they were punched through from beneath by some great blow of force. It is the dwelling place for the mighty dragon, Desert Tortoise, who now owns Babylon. Today, we dared enter his lair.