The Feathered Serpents
by: Carolyn GriffithsCh 2. Cloud
In the tech room Nathan busied himself with a new program intended for a top secret military project currently in operation at an undisclosed location. Nathan worked at yet another, undisclosed location. He was a design engineer and being a design engineer meant that you knew just about everything about everything. If you were to ask him unofficially, he either knew or didn't know. Either way, he was neither denying nor confirming.
The program was for a high tech tracking device that NASA was requesting. That was the official word he received. No one was talking. No one ever did concerning these types of projects. Strictly on a need to know basis. You only knew if you need to know and sometimes it was best you didn't.
In this particular case he suspected NASA would be utilizing the tracking device for monitoring the orbital patterns of a newly discovered planet referred to as Planet X. Newly discovered meaning, when they decided to go public again with knowledge deemed worthy of sharing. In truth it had been discovered 25 years ago and counting. Nathan had known about Planet X since 1983 when he read an article posted by the Washington Post.
Thinking again about the article, he leaned over and snatched the newspaper from underneath the four foot high stack of manuals leaning against a gray metal cabinet that
stood left of his desk. Brushing dust from the edge he opened it to read,
Dec 31, 1983 Washington Post :
"A heavenly body possibly ... so close to Earth that it would be part of this solar system has been found in the direction of the
constellation Orion by an orbiting telescope aboard the U.S. infrared astronomical satellite. So mysterious is the object that astronomers do not know if it is a planet ... so
close in fact that it would be the nearest heavenly body to Earth beyond the outermost planet Pluto."
He pondered the article for a brief moment and placed it back under the stack, remembering that there were several other articles printed around the same time frame referring to the discovery as a hoax. A hoax? He thought. "I think not" he said aloud. Which was not unusual by the way, to talk out loud to ones self, considering the amount of time spent alone.
Nathan was well aware of how government and military officials shared information with the public at large. "You have to keep your eyes peeled and know where to look" he would tell people.
There were methods and protocols to be followed concerning public disclosure of sensitive and highly classified information. Basically it is scattered and leaked out gradually over time, typically over several years along with an assortment of articles of misinformation thrown in for good measure just to keep things confusing and unbelievable.
As one of the governments best kept secrets, Nathan was intensely working on getting this project completed. Nibiru, aka , Planet X had been kept from the public eye for far too long in his opinion. It was just a question of how long it would be kept secret. How many people would die untold and unprepared? Heck, half the known scientists and academics were still arguing and debating with one another on the validity and details involved. Expecting them to come clean on the whole issue seemed a long shot. How do you explain to the citizens of the world that the life they have come to cherish and love will eventually turn into impending doom and disaster?
His own personal research had taught him many names used to describe what he now seriously suspected to be NASA's target of interest. Nibiru, (planet of the crossing) Marduk, Wormwood, the Destroyer, the Red Star, and lately Planet X. The ancient Sumerians had termed it the 12th Planet as they counted also the Sun and Earth's Moon.
Long before he had become involved in the project, he was already privy to information concerning cuneiform's found in Sumeria that detail Nibiru and a group of alien visitors referred to as the Annunaki that call it home. Officially not all of the Sumerian cuneiforms have been shared and or deciphered. Unofficially there was a lot more they weren't saying.
According to the Sumerians, Planet X was said to travel through our solar system and complete its orbit around our earth every 3600 years. Considering this to be fact would mean that the next visit from our dear departed friends would have them returning in the year 2012, a little over two years from now. All great and dandy except one small thing. This is one galactic traveler who doesn't travel alone. Can someone say incoming?
Incoming is a combined total of 7 objects that include a planet, star and several moons. To break it down that would be Planet X (Nibiru), the brown dwarf, its ugly twin and the moon family of 5 moons that singularly orbit around it. Each having its own distinct orbital pattern. In addition, this is no small secret to NASA, the military or the government. It would seem everyone knows about Planet X. Even the Pope knows about it. Everyone knows that is, except the general public. Not many folks have a clue about Planet X and friends or what it means for the populations of the world once they come knocking.
In short, it isn't pretty. He frequently read between lines, figured things out , always putting two and two together. Little did they know and they didn't need to, that their best kept secret was keeping secrets of his own. Sure they offered him a ticket to the "safe" place but he knew better than to fall for accepting empty offers. He had far too much knowledge about things to ever consider himself completely "safe".
Nathan had been working on possible solutions for the up and coming dilemma. Preparing his own family for what he saw as the direst of cataclysmic happenings yet to unfold. Military wise, they didn't know about his personal research on the subject. They would choose to keep him in the dark as much as possible, he knew that already. It was that "need to know" clause again. He was fortunately for himself and all involved smarter than that.
If one had to define Nathan with one word, that word would be introspective. He was definitely not one for conversation unless he was teaching you something. His companion and best friend was known as the handy dandy computer and quality time with his best friend lately had been non existent. If the top brass's definition of intimacy was breathing hot and heavy down ones neck then they were indeed getting too familiar he thought, absently reaching up and massaging his neck muscles.
He was stiff from too much sitting and not enough sleep. His ashtray was filled with cigarette butts and his coffee was once again cold. He hated cold coffee and was fixing to be out of cigarettes. Those two combos would NOT be good for anyone remotely connected or within a 2 block vicinity. He would have to send a gofer for another carton if he wasn't able to leave the base. At that thought his stomach let out a long low growl. He was starving.
Man, he could really use some R and R. He sat back in the chair momentarily and entertained thoughts of his favorite snack, Queso and chips. Ahhhhh Velveeta cheese \baby with a nice big family size bag of corn tortilla chips. Combine those with what he considered good reading material, which inferred a technical/programming manual and that my friend, is what Nathan referred to as R and R.
Realizing his daydream was only making him hungrier by the minute he quickly busied himself once again on the last set of calculations. Almost there, just a few more and
he would finally have this project completed and could go home. Home, there was no place like home he thought as he continued writing: aprstlm -sat PCSAT2 -aprs localhost 10152 -pr...
He jerked as the door slammed open and an airman abruptly burst into the room.
"Sir" the airman shouted.
"Geez" Nathan responded, startled, "Cut the Sir crap, I work for a livin... whats up Airman?"
He continued, annoyed at the sudden intrusion. Nathan wasn't much into the military protocol stuff since his tour of duty had expired. He worked now as a civilian consultant and was the only one on base who was allowed to wear regular clothes. Jeans, T-shirt, sneakers and a long red pony tail. Yup. Typical computer geek attire and highly unsuspecting. Though typical was no way in which to describe Nathan and geek didn't really apply either. But such is what it is. A rose by any other name is still considered a rose.
As the airman saw his opportunity to relax he dropped the salute him and continued, "Sir, I mean, The General is requesting your status report concerning the programming."
A little peeved for being interrupted, though he hid it well except for the now reddened glow to his cheeks, responded with a strained but controlled tone that was slow and deliberate to outwardly show patience.
"Please tell the General, that providing I have no more interruptions I will have them completed hopefully today."
"Respectfully of course," he added with a feigned smile.
"Very good Sir," the airman exclaimed and promptly left.
If it weren't for the occasional annoyance Nathan was a joy to work with. At times he could be viewed as difficult, even down right strict. Only one pet peeve did he possess, only one. His disdain for stupidity. His two favorite sayings?
"Yeah well, try explaining that to the other 6.83 billion monkeys on this planet."
"Like the initials....no comment".
People just don't think," he'd often conclude.
When considering the daily hours of mindless television programming currently training the major majority of the general populous mind , he had a valid point. In these last days, on average, people would rather be entertained than educated. A scary thought if the fate of the world might possibly fall in the hands of those concerned only with things like the latest episode of "Lori Slowrich" and "Terry Swinger". Two melodramatic, and popular television programs whose main agenda is to display and defame.
Headed towards our Earth is an object that is approximately 8.4 times the size of this one. Problem is, not many will survive the catastrophic consequences. People don't build storm cellars in Texas and Kansas because they're simply paranoid. Hindsight is twenty twenty and knowledge is power. If you fail to recognize and heed ample warnings of an approaching storm, it very well could be your last. Ask anyone who has lived through such calamity.
The Mayan people and other ancient civilizations have been warning us for centuries of an approaching catastrophic cosmic storm.
Question is... have we, as a whole, been listening? Survivability will ultimately depend upon two factors; what we know, and how much we prepare. At present, we have two years, maybe less, to get ready.
At present, the clock is still ticking.
Nathan, at this point, was more than ready to go home. It took only fifteen minutes more and the project was now complete. He tidied up his desk grabbing his briefcase as he headed out the door. First stop on the way was to get smokes, after that, rest and relaxation had officially begun.
Once home, he undressed and got comfortable, turned on the computer and started the coffee pot.
"Hello Sisters," he said to his computer, twin sister towers, better known as "the twins". He had time as he waited for them to get warmed up and ready. He made his way back to the kitchen, poured a hot cup of java and lit up a cigarette. There had been a series of earthquakes and volcanic activity brewing at Yellowstone over the last month, and Nathan was eager to check on the area to see if any new developments had taken place while away at the base.
Yellowstone has been documented with up to 300 earthquakes in one month. On average, most only registered a range from an M1+, to an M 2+, which stands for a magnitude of 1.0 or 2.0 and greater. The area concerning Yellowstone lately had been experiencing M2.0 , and M2.5. Pressures and gases build up under volcanoes, and monitoring earthquake and magma activity, is the best way to keep an eye on what mother nature has in store for the crustal plates our planet rests on.
To further explain how crustal plates work, think of Earth like an apple pie. You have a crusty shell (crustal plates) with a bubbly center (magma). Heat the pie, (Earth) add a little pressure to the crust, and the filling(magma) rises to the top. While earthquake activity in itself is not always indicative of a volcano, keep in mind that magma has to go somewhere, and Yellowstone is what is referred to as a super volcano.
An apples to apples comparison to Mt. Vesuvius, would be like comparing an apple to one of its seeds. When this puppy goes, all hell will literally break lose. If it were to erupt, and truthfully it would be more accurate to say "when" it erupts as science knows, Yellowstone is due and in the early signs of labor. By itself it would be enough to contend with, but unfortunately, it isn't the only place on the planet recently experiencing volcanic activity. Volcanic activity is happening all over the world, daily. When a super volcano erupts it would more than likely trigger several other volcanoes from the pressure forced within the magma chambers.
Nathan logged in and checked the USGS sites for the latest earthquake news. Activity, in the last few days registered no dramatic changes, so there was really nothing new that warranted a mental note, or worse case, panic, at least for now.
Relaxing a bit, he logged into MySpace to read new topics in the group, Planet X. He had been co-moderator of this special group for over a year now, and recently within the last few weeks, had welcomed two new members. At present there were, including the two newest, a total of 7 members. Nathan, aka Red, the co-moderator, Trev, an officer who was the moderator and originator of the group, Martin, a microbiologist, who referred to himself as "Buggers", a writer named Cleo, and a doctor who called himself Jesse James. The two newest members were archeologists, one hot babe known in group as Digit and her male com padre' Bones.
Planet X was considered an active group, meaning all members frequently posted. They were known to discuss a variety of topics, mostly centered around the Mayans, Egyptians, Aztecs, Sumerians and a few others. Other topics included ancient and modern technology, as well as the 2012 phenomenon.
Controversial subject matter was always welcomed and discussed in great detail and all had a common thread of belief that tied all members together. Not only was it their belief that the earth had been through at least four other major cataclysms, but that most ancient civilizations had written detailed records of that fact as well. It was observed, after many discussions, that history had shown ancient tribes were also connected by a common thread. That thread, being the worship of reptilian, snake like, bird men with wings also known as feathered serpents.
Now, people on occasion, may experience strange dreams with perhaps an odd creature or two, but a snake/bird man, with wings? Everyone dreams. You dream a dream and then you wake up, no biggie. But these entities were not fabricated from dreams. They were worshiped because they existed and instilled a sense of reverence and quite possibly a tad of fear, in those that met them.
Skeptics are noted for saying "well those were primitive people back then, that didn't know any better". Yet, in truth, people are no different today, than people were then. We all experience emotions, we all think with reason, and we all know the difference between a bird, a man, and a snake. The appearance of these types of entities have been documented in various advanced cultures all around the world. Myths, they call them, yet many of these so called myths have produced cold, hard remnants that are now on display in famous museums around the globe, or tucked away in some eclectics pricey and exclusive, home art collection.
In 1973, though not widely publicized, underwater pyramidal structures were found that housed high technological apparatuses that utilized crystals for communications, energy transfers, and various other devices potentially linked to the supposed mythical lost city of Atlantis. How mythical could this city be when Mayan and Aztec's tribes have directly related themselves by their own records and histories claiming they are direct descendents who come from the sunken cities of Atlantis and Lemuria (Mu).
What becomes even more astounding is that Ancient Egypt shares ties with Atlantis through the Egyptian god revered as Thoth, who has also been traced and compared to the Aztec god Quetzalcoatl. There is controversy that brings up the question as to whether these gods are all one in the same person who traveled to different countries spreading the same knowledge and wisdom that is shared in various recorded histories.
No one in the group could have foreseen the fateful day when their destinies would suddenly change. Life was about to throw each of them the biggest curve ball ever. With knowledge comes power and with power responsibility. Sometimes being in the right place at the right time, changes everything. There is naivety in innocence, as each member would soon discover. For some, ignorance really is bliss.
As innocence slept, one of the groups newest members had discovered an ancient technology, of unknown origin while digging under the temple of Kukulcan in Chichen Itza. The temple was resting on top of two older temples and it was where Rachel had focused most of her attention. She had already been on the site for some time and had been routinely digging when she struck upon the tip of what sounded like a metal object. She painstakingly brushed dust and debris from the area, eventually revealing the partial edge of something metallic. Knowing it would take far too long to unearth the object completely in only a few days, she kept the discovery secret until she was able to dig it free, cast a mold and remove the entire thing. This was a most exciting and stunning discovery.
Rachel had been mulling it over all week about whether to involve Adam. She and Adam had a long history but had broken off their engagement suddenly and she had not personally spoken to him in over two years. She wondered if he would even speak to her again, considering, but due to the enormity of the current project it was definitely worth a shot. It would take a few days for the object to make its way through customs before reaching the states and to her lab.
She would wait to discuss details concerning the inscriptions found carved into the side of the cylinder, odd, unknown symbols not resembling any known language on record. Tests needed to be completed before answers could be found. Answers, to questions, that the world at large was not yet asking.....
Soon perhaps....just not yet. Eventually there would no doubt and plenty of questions. She just hoped they could provide the answers.
Chapter 3. Rachel
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