MAYAN ADVENTURE

MAYAN ADVENTURE
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Spirits that appear

          From the Airport I rented a car to explore the Yucatan centrally located between the Gulf of Mexico and the Caribbean Sea in Mexico. I wanted to see the Temple of the Drawf, El Castillo pyramid and Chechen Itza that includes Maya structures. Considering I am not an archeologist and know very little Spanish I had to rely on my book to look up words. A website recently peaked my interest, concerning the hypothesis that Maya were visited from the “Shadow Planet” as provided by the Web Master. Given the advanced scientific methods the Maya used to construct the Seven Triangles of the Sun circa 100 AD, with geometry and trigonometry that was not discovered or predated the Egyptians use only of geometry!
          After checking into my hotel I preceded to El Castillo the most magnificent structure easily known by tourists, the Golden Pyramid as I called it! Other names for this fascinating pyramid are: "The Castle", "The Pyramid of Kukulkan", or the "Pyramid of Quetzalcoatl". The Northern stairs have the large stone heads of Kukulkan at the base.
          Everybody climbs the steps to the top if they don’t have respiratory or heart problems. Luckily I exercise so that I started to climb! The front view provides the nine tiers, split by the stairway to give 18 smaller tier sections, the same as the number of months in the Mayan calendar. It shows the twenty-six rectangular panels on either side of the stairway (about three or four per tier). Adding to fifty-two panels, the same as the number of years in a Mayan cycle. There are ninety-one steps on each of the four stairways leading up to the top of the structure with a common step at the top to all four sides, leading to a total of three-hundred-and-sixty-five steps equivalent to our year. An overhead view of the structure shows that it is skewed exactly 18 degrees, same as the number of months in the calendar.
          I climbed thinking of the Maya design of the pyramid with advanced mathematics. The Seven Triangles of the Sun provided the site of the Sun relative to the position of the pyramid. Given the Sunlight sites the design of the pyramid with geometry and trigonometry provided the provision for a calendar!
          I noticed a woman who breathed heavily.
          “May I help you?”
          She bent over with her head almost touching the stairs. Her butt was projecting upward.
          “Thank you sir. Please let me catch my breath. Then lift by arms up!”
          I watched as she hyperventilated and almost passed out!
          “Breath normally.”
          She breathed with short breaths, almost as if she had asthma.
          “Wheeze…wheeze…gulp…haaa…wheeze…gulp..haaaaaa.”
          She sounded strange, as if she was wheezing and laughing, but that was the fact she could breathe out not in!
          “Here take this paper bag from my lunch. I finished it and did not want to litter. Take deep breaths.”
          “Thank…you…” She sucked in air and the bag deflated. Breathing out as the bag inflated. She gradually appeared to breathe with more gradual inhales and exhales.
          “How do you feel now?”
          “Like a dead pig. I ate too much today and I haven’t digested my lunch.”
          As I helped her up turning toward her, “You look better!”
          “I feel better. My indigestion was from eating spicy Mexican food!”
          She appeared to return to normal complexion from her recent pallor. I was surprised by her dark brown hair and almost childlike face. Her body was thin but shapely. What surprised me was she appeared young!
          “You must drink water in this hot climate!”
          She gave me a Mona Lisa smile. “I forgot to take water!”
          I offered a drink from my flask. “Take a few sips. Don’t drink too much!”
          She sipped the water and smiled. “I appreciate your help. I was overcome by dehydration. Given I worked as a health care worker, I should have been more careful.”
          Her dark hair fell down her back to her hips. She wore no makeup, but her lips had lipstick. This looked strange again, since she only had lipstick!
          “You must be a tourist.”
          She frowned slightly. “I am not an ugly American. Ha.”
          She then laughed! She snapped a picture of me with her spy camera.
          “What type of camera is that?”
          “My CIA camera! I use this to spy on people who display infidelity.”
          “I am not married!”
          She tilted her head to the side, something I associate with predatory animal behavior.
          “You protest too much. Ha.”
          I stared at her mocking mouth. “What about you. Are you cheating on your better half?”
          She laughed again and moved her hips to appear sexy. “My husband and I are separated. He likes the city and I like adventure!”
          An adventurous woman, I thought. I did not want to mix business and pleasure, but she was attractive. I scanned her body quickly, not trying to be obvious. I noticed her hourglass figure and long legs. I guess I am a legman.
          “Why don’t we check out the pyramid inside,” I suggested.
          She smiled as she grabbed my arm. “Let’s blow this and head for the entrance!”
          As I turned to climb the steps to the entrance of Palace of the Governor, she shouted, “Noo…Something is behind you…”
          I looked behind me. “Huh…” At the middle of the pyramid I saw a shadowy image that moved away from us! Then disappeared into the stairs!
          Shaking visibility she whispered. “What was that?”
          I felt a cool wind blow by us! “I … wish…I…knew.”
          She started hopping down the steps. “I’m getting out of here.”
          I slowly took each step at a time, periodically looking over my shoulder. “Watch out or you'll slip.”
          Jumping the last couple of stairs, she leaped toward the serpent guarding the pyramid. Staring at the serpent she screamed, “The serpent is moving. It is opening its mouth.”
          Looking at her pallid face, my vision moved toward the serpent. I thought I noticed a slight crumbling of the serpent. “Your imagination. I don’t…” More tiny pebbles. “Must be the wind.”
          “The ground is shaking,” she shouted.
          “Tremor…this area is prone to Earthquakes.”
          She leaped back from the serpent as it broke loose from its base. “It’s after me.”
          I felt the ground shifting. “Just an earthquake.” I tried to reassure her and myself.
          Was this a mutual induced hallucination? I read some psychology, which provided evidence for hallucinations that spread from one person to another, by autosuggestion as if they suffered from group hypnotism. I tried to regain my senses and shake off this hallucination. I shut my eyes for a minute and breathed slowly through my nose. I closed off her screams and concentrated on a calm mountain scene. I projected myself to Machu Pitchu and Inca villages.
          I breathed slowly and viewed the startling panorama. Muffled cries in the background faded. I was now gliding over the village. I escaped.
Was this an outer body experience? I floated in the mountain breezes watching the birds fly below. How could I fly above the birds? Suddenly, I felt a magnetic effect as I was drawn toward the village. Below a woman in a native costume reached out to me as I floated down toward her. She had a smile that warmed my face. As I approached she blew me a kiss.
          “Where were you?”
          I was being shaken from a deep altered state of consciousness. “I was…some…else…”
          Laughing. “Bad trip?”
          I glanced around and we were standing on the same location on the pyramid. “I thought we were at the base of the pyramid.”
          She smirked. “Have you smoked peyote?”
          “No.”
          “I tried some.”
          “When?”
          “In the village!”
          “How long have we been here?”
          “About an hour. I slept on the stairs as you looked around.”
          I felt myself fading from the present. I saw here on the steps next to someone else. I floated above them as I flew upward. I was now above the cliff.
          Diving toward the villages of the Incas I noticed another Inca waving to me. She was a pretty lady with an Inca hat. My view of here faded from view.
          “What happened to you?”
          Confused by these events, “I had an OOB experience.”
          “OOBE. You went to a gynecologist?”
          “No. Outer Body Experience!”
          “Like Dorothy McClaine?”
          “But, she was there. I never was there. Only in pictures.”
          “I confess I was smoking some pot as you looked around.”
          “Pot? It is a mild hallucinogenic.”
          “Sounds like you had some LSD.”
          “Never tried LSD.”
          “I spiked the pot with some LSD.”
          “You sneaky bitch!”
          “Now you are losing it.”
          “Given its illegal, I could arrest you, since I am a detective with the Phoenix Police Department.”
          She shook violently. “A cop. You never told me. Are you DEA?”
          I smiled. “No DEA is federal. I’m city.”
          “Will you arrest me here or wait till we return to the US?”
          “No. Only if you cooperate, and not use drugs!”
          “What is your idea of cooperation?”
          “Let’s decide later.”
          I watched her go down the stairs to the base of the pyramid. I hesitated, and then followed her. As we arrived at the base of the pyramid, she began to act strangely, as if she was dazed. Then she vaporized!
          Running from the pyramid I fled to the Chichén Itzá the most significant city of the Maya. Crunching through the grass and sand I must have ran for about 200 yards. I was out of breath and almost collapsing from respiratory failure, I felt my heart pounding. Chichen Itza was likely the most important city in the Yucatán from the 10th to the 12th centuries A.D. Evidence indicates that the site was first settled as early as the fifth century A.D. but was apparently abandoned thereafter. Then, in 964, the Itzás, a Maya-speaking people from the Petén rain forest around Tikal, moved into the city. Archeologists have fully explored only about 20 or 30 of several hundred buildings on the four-square-mile site. El Castillo (The Castle), a 98-foot-tall pyramid, dominates the city, while the Temple of the Warriors features murals of battle scenes and village life.
          Behind one of the ruin cylinders I noticed the dark spirit drifting in a vortex that was amorphous. Another amorphous form appeared near the Temple that looked like one on Temple Warriors. He held a weapon in one hand that he swung in a vertical movement. The other form approached the second warrior and rotated a long spear in his hand and through the spear at the second warrior. The spear pierced the second warrior who howled! Merging together the two warriors headed toward me. I pulled out my Glock and fired at the form that exploded!
          “Don’t mess with Phoenix police,” I bellowed with bravado.
          The mass split apart and vanished.
          I felt something grasping my neck and turned to see the elusive woman who disappeared. “What the hell…”
          She laughed and kissed my neck. “Ha. Just joking.”
          “Why did you sneak up like that?”
          “I noticed you fired your Glock. I work undercover here from L.A.P.D.”
          “What the hell…you’re curious like I am!”
          “Strange happenings!”
          “I saw you vanish!”
          “I used Ninja techniques from Japan. I studied with a Master.”
          “My name is Shawn Alexander. What is your name?”
          “Naomi Watts.”
          I then noticed her honey brown skin indicated she was a fair skinned African American. “You used some makeup before!”
          “I had to cover my tracks at the Airport. I removed the makeup here. You don’t have anything against black woman?”
          “Not at all. I love black women! They are always so open and natural!”
          “I haven’t had a natural in a long time.” Her short brown hair and blue eyes confirmed her statements.”
          “What was the indigestion act?”
          “Had to cover my butt. I played the coarse white woman for you!”
          “What about the pot and LSD tale?”
          She frowned, “I had nothing to do with that!”
          “I had an OOBE!”
          “That happened to me this morning! I thought I flew above Cenote.”
          A mist flowed above the Temple area covering Naomi and I as walked together. We hugged in friendship and kissed.
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          Was this schizophrenic mimetic spreading from one person to another with Outer Body Experiences? Did this imply we were delusional? Why hallucinate about Cenote? Why did I hallucinate concerning the Incas? Maya and the Incas did not have direct contact. Or did they? Sometimes history books are written to hide facts rather than the truth. Did someone drug us? I ate at a restaurant miles from the hotel! Why did she mention peyote and LSD?
          “Why did you mention peyote?”
          “Indians used peyote for their visions.”
          “We were having visions. I ate at the Maya Restaurant. Did you eat there?”
          “I also ate there this morning.”
          “Our food was spiced with peyote!”
          “Your vision was Inca, mine was Maya!”
          “The Indians were attempting to connect the two!”
          She had a smile on her face. “Nuts. How could peyote cause different visions?”
          “Your vision was based on this place. My vision was based upon my interest in Incas.”
          “Were those warriors real or imaginary?”
          She looks frightened. “Recently, someone captured a ghost on video at Henry VIII castle. I have the picture with me!”
          I felt a cold breathe on my face as I looked at the picture. Standing in the doorway was a pallid face with Kingly robes closing the castle entrance. Behind her I noticed an apparition of the Warrior now wearing wearing long robes! The figure approached Naomi as I froze from fear. I could not warn her. “Na…look...a..”
          Spinning around she screamed, “What the hell…what is that?”
          I grabbed her arm and tried to move her. She was like a statue. I couldn’t move her! The apparition engulphed her in a mist. Her image moved around toward me. Her face was white with a frozen scream. Her mouth was open wide with a silent scream. I took out my Glock and the spirit then came toward me. It covered my weapon with a cold form. Its hand grabbed my weapon. I could not fire my weapon. The gun fragmented into particles that dispersed in a cloud of dust. The dust blew away with a cold breathe from the ghostly robed warrior.
          I turned toward Naomi who looked like a pillar of salt. Biblical theme? Or another hallucination? Touching Naomi she began to melt as if ice formed and I applied heat! Her mouth closed as her body warmed up. I held her closely as the apparition watched from a distance, as if he was interested in our relationship. Did I notice a smile on the apparition’s face or was that a sense of longing for a love from the apparitions past existence? Along side the apparition another image appeared of a Mayan princess with headdress as the apparitions embraced in some strange love affair!
          Naomi and I watched the Mayan princess and the warrior make love as their clothes fell off! Their tender embrace entranced us. We were graced with their ancient love. Were they showing us what love could be? Did this imply the ancients knew of love?
          Naomi and I began to touch and embrace as we consummated our love together with the ancients! We made love regardless of anyone that may have spotted us! We were hallucinating or taking part in some ancient ceremony that may have occurred millions of times through history! Did the Maya’s have ceremonies like this? Or were we the descendants from Maya civilization that represented the Indian influence of love of the land and the Great Spirit. Did we lose this spirit of the land when we destroyed our wilderness for profit? We destroyed wetlands to build concrete slabs. Satisfy the need to accumulate goods that we believed we needed! Or did we require material goods to fill the emptiness of the loss of the land! We hide from the land. We hide from the Great Spirit in the water, the mountains, the land and true people, the Indians!
          We could learn from the people. We could learn how to live without destroying the wetlands, the forests for greed, and the air and water pollution. Global warming, greenhouse gases and destruction of the rain forests foretells of the future of our existence! Oil companies hide what they have done with destruction of fish, birds and natural environment in Alaska. The blackness covers our planet as starvation and disease spreads through Africa. People in China die from giving blood to survive while the rich grow richer. Outsourcing to China and India benefits only the few while the many starve in those countries. What benefits the major corporations does not benefit the people. We destroy ourselves for profit without considering the generations to follow if they will survive. Instead of the Great Spirit the devil has ridden rough shod over the landscape!

The End

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