The personal blog of Daryle Dickens

(This is part four of the story. Use these links for Part One, Part Two, and Part Three.)

“You’re the first of your kind to arrive.” The strange man said, “We did not know when it would start but it has. Which means the time is short.”

As odd as it all was it was starting to make sense to me and something in me was accepting the experience. What ever was burning in those pots, some sort of entheogen, was taking away my doubt and disbelief that this was really happening and bringing me into the moment. I just nodded at his words.

“I am a Mayan Chilan and a messenger of Ah Puch. It is with great effort and sacrifice that I am here right now so I must be fast.” He said. “You were chosen many years ago and you have a job to do. Which I suspect you have already started.”

“What job?” I asked, “What are you talking about?”

“You are a craftsman and you are to make what you call amulets.” He said. “You have been drawn to skulls have you not?”

“Yes, yes, all my life.” I said.

“Then the ancient text is correct and you will know what to do. You only need to be concerned with making these, no other details are important to you right now.”

“Making what?” I asked.

“The Skull Boxes.” He said.

“Skull boxes? What are you talking about? I don’t even know what a skull box is.” I replied.

“You will know. And when you do know and it does come you must make them. Make as many as you can and keep making them. But, and this is very important, after you’ve made them you must not keep them. You must find people who want them, who desire them, for they are meant to have them.

This is very important. You are just a maker, they do not belong to you and you must do what ever you need to do to get them out to people.”

“Wait, wait, I still don’t even know what exactly you’re talking about. Why must I do this and why must people have these?” I asked.

“I must go know. You will know what to do when you are ready. But know the time is short and must begin your work when you find it. The world will be changing soon and you have a job to do. Once you begin you’ll find yourself back amongst the Mayans and more knowledge will come. Now go. As you leave us you’ll be given a gift, a gift that will guide you on this new path.

To be concluded…

Quickly after waking up I rekindled the fire and brewed some coffee. The morning air was chilly but already hinted at the heat the day’s sun would bring. As my head began to emerge from my grogginess I noticed a mountain in the distance. A beautiful form rising to a majestic peak silhouetted against the [...]

(This is part four of the story. Use these links for Part One, Part Two, and Part Three.)
“You’re the first of your kind to arrive.” The strange man said, “We did not know when it would start but it has. Which means the time is short.”
As odd as it all was it was starting to [...]

Please be sure you have read the beginning of  the story first. You can find it here.
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Please be sure you have read part one first. You can find it here.

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