You may want to pray again after reading this .
Dateline Aug. 18th 1986
Location : Organ Mountains New Mexico
Site : Cavern in the center of the Range
Event : Paranormal Activity with a Ethereal Being
Synopsis : One can imagine,,, that WHAT,, one can imagine,,, is nothing
compared to,,, what one,,, can't imagine .
Huge Boulder the size of a one car Garage
Ancient Carved Symbols on the side above a Flat Tear drop
shaped stone standing and leaning against it .
Phoenician characters as the symbols
On top of the Boulder standing ,,,
casting a Shadow in the Morning Sun , a Stone,, conical shaped ,,,
monument to the Goddess Tanit .
I'm 31 years of age , a Street smart L.A. Tuff guy with an I.Q.
high enough to melt Lead .
A Gun packing ,,,confident man ,,,, with an achiever attitude .
This is a Known site to my linage , Ancestors are said to have
deposited Treasure beneath this Boulder .
I am admonished and directed to enter beneath it and retrieve some
of the Artifacts within .
Walking up to the Flat Stone , I push it from the left side,, and it rocks
to the right,,, revealing a low door way and stone steps descending
into and under the Boulder .
Crouching down , I switch on my flashlight into the darkness .
A Tunnel runs back for about 20 feet and curves to the left ,
the end of which, I cannot see,,, because of the curve .
Standing , I turn a bit left to look back the way i just came ,,
no one in sight but Dad , I'd hate to have been followed by anyone
who may push the stone back in place , which would trap me
inside the tunnel .
Crouching again after pulling off my day pack , I toss the day pack
down the steps ,,, no rattle of snakes , good sign .
I set down on the ground and with feet forward, descend onto the steps
and down into the tunnel,,,
which is just high enough for me to crab crawl through and
along ,, picking up the day pack , i throw it further down the tunnel
and wait for the Rattle ,,,, which does not come .
No snakes,,, cool,, I run the beam of the light over the ceiling
of the tunnel looking for spiders and centipedes,,
or other insects ,
or possibly a bat , whom,,,
if he should have rabies and pisses in the air,
I could breath it in and die before i can get out of the Cavern .
Caution negates fear , for it's safe if one has allowed themselves
to be aptly cautious from the beginning .
Hunched and walking,,,
the floor descends and soon , within 15 feet
I can stand in the tunnel and walk with my head a bit lowered .
I come to the turn and the tunnel opens to a room .
I step down a few flag stone steps laid on the hard dirt floor ,,,
and step into the room .
I scan the room and notice off to my right is another doorway
heading into another tunnel .
before that door and against a wall of the cavern are Gold Shields
20 inches in diameter 2 inches thick ,,,woo hoo wee hee I'm, RICH !
But hang on kiddo's, this is just the entrance of this cavern ,
this is the small stuff ,,, the big stuff is further back in and down
that tunnel on my right .
I walk over and attempt to pick up one of the shields,
it's seventy pounds , and ,, has leather straps for a mans forearm
to hold it .
Awesome base relief carved into it ,, as all of them have .
I look up and forward,
there in a niche are a stack of four white stocked French Muskets circa 1860's
Curious those , they are belated as to the deposits time frame .
Someone has been in here since the initial deposit .
400 years after the initial deposit in fact .
I return to the entrance and call out to my dad: Dad, come here
he looks over from his observation post and asked : Is it there ?
( meaning the Treasure )
I answer him with the affirmation and he comes over and into the cavern
with me .
Dad sits on the bottom step of the second set of steps,,
and watches as I fondle,,,
Antelope skin Bags of gold nuggets and coins .
I turn to ask him : " Ok, who did you say put this in here dad ?
Dad : " the Knights Templar Son "
me again : " You said that , but these Muskets , these are not Templar "
Dad looks where I point : Carlotta's Royal Body Guard , they were Slaughtered by Ex Confederates ,,
and Her wealth stolen by them , they in turn
ran into an Apache attacked right out there in the Flat to the East .
and they were then slaughtered , with exception of one wounded
and one unscathed , who lived to tell the tale .
Dad after a second of thought : " Apaches put those in here Son "
" GET OUT ! "
I spin forward and right
and my gun is out of the Holster pointed at a Figment .
Standing at the next set of steps in the far right doorway,,,,,
is a Figment of a man , I can see through him ,,, only from just above his
knees can I see , for he seems to be floating there in midair,,,
without his lower legs ....
and that sight was too strange , especially in the fact that he could speak
and be heard .
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