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Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Time UnTimed

5,125 years ago, an advanced humanoid race of species went exploring the universe.  In their journey, they visited the planet Earth.  They found the planet inhabited by a primitive species of humans and so they hide their superior technology and mingled with the humans.

This alien group was led by the 2nd son of their ruler.  While on Earth, the 2nd son fell in love with one of the native girls.  However, the chieftain’s son and heir to the tribe also desired this girl.  The tribe’s custom was such that the Chieftain’s son should have his pick of brides from among all the women.  Incensed that the girl he wanted loved another, he had her killed rather than let another have her.

This in turned, angered the 2nd son.  He and his men left only to return with all their technology and power.  They appeared as gods to the primitive tribe.   As payment for the girl’s life, the 2nd son demanded the life of the chieftain’s son.  Despairing of losing their next leader, all the tribe begged and pleaded for forgiveness and mercy.

The 2nd son agreed to spare the chieftain’s son provided that someone else, of their own free will, volunteered to take his place.  After 7 day’s time, no one had come forward to take the chieftain’s son place.  Having seen the true nature of these humans, the 2nd son destroyed them all but spared the chieftain’s son.

The 2nd son told the chieftain’s son that the death of his people was payment for the girl’s life he had taken.  He would spare his own life, but the debt of one other person’s life, offer of their own free will, was yet to be paid.  The 2nd son said he would return 5,125 years from this day (one year for for each day the girl had lived) to collect the debt owed.

Fear in his heart, the now lone chieftain’s son wandered to a neighboring tribe and told his story: of gods from a far off planet, his destroyed tribe, and the end of time 5,125 years from now.  The chieftain’s son soon was known for being crazy and was laughed at by all who heard him.  As time passed, people forgot about the crazy chieftain’s son but, somehow, from generation to generation, the end of time,  5,125 years hence, continued forward.  And so it was that the Mesoamerican Long Count calendar listed the time untimed 5,125 years hence on December 21, 2012.

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