Legacy

No it wasn’t a dream; I wish it had been.  Because now I have to live with a great knowledge, keeping it to myself or revealing it to the world and be thought a nut case. Sounds like a case of Lose, Lose to me.  Maybe I was just privileged, but I’m not so sure it was a welcome one. It was not sought on my part in any case.

My name is Brian O’Leary, I’m Irish from the old sod. I may nip a wee bit, but I’m not given to seeing pink elephants you know, nor do I believe in fairy’s, Elves, Leprechaun’s or any other so called wee folk and neither have I ever seen any.  No matter what you think or may have heard, contrary to legend we Irish may tell fancy tales, but please, at least me myself don’t believe in such poppycock.  Not even after a nip or two.

However, what I’m about to tell you is the absolute truth, I think.  I’m not sure that I want to believe it either, but me myself again says quite truthfully, it’s a fact.

I’d always had an interest in archeology, so after having saved me money for many a year, I took me and myself on a wee vacation to tour various parts of Latin America.  It was a pleasant trip from Ireland by plane, and the countryside I was seeing was quite different from what I was used to.  I found it awesome to behold.

Of course it was really the old Mayan Temples I was interested in seeing me myself in person.  It was while at one of those Temples that having climbed the long stairs to the top which was very tiring on a hot day unlike any I was used to.  That I steeped into the small open sided cubicle at the top to get some shade and have a wee nip to cool me brow.  Feeling a little weak in the legs after that long climb I decided to lean against the back wall for a little support while I rested and had me a wee nip or two.

To this day I’m none to sure about what I leaned against, I wasn’t looking at it, just me back was and it couldn’t see a thing; but I felt something give.  The next thing I knew was that right in front of me myself, a section of the stone floor flipped up to the side and a stone column rose up with a large clear spherical crystal perched on a small stand and sitting smack dab in the middle of it all.  I was too stunned to even think of having my self a nip.

It was a pretty thing, sort of large and a little bigger than a soccer ball.  I peered closely at it and wonder of wonders, there was like a miniature city with tall sparkly buildings inside it.  Reminded me of a snow globe only much bigger and more magnificent.  Then I noticed a purple spot the size of a small coin on the top at the very center.  Being typically Irish and a feely touchy fellow, I of course put my finger on it.

Never was to sure whether or not that was a very big mistake or an accidental miracle of sorts. But there was a flash of light that made me blink, and when I blinked again I was standing in a column of purple light.  I didn’t care for that so I stepped out of it and looked around a bit.  I got the most horrible feeling that I was now in that miniature city.  That meant I’d been transported and shrunk. Worry, worry, worry, faith and Begora, I’d become one of the wee folk which didn’t exist. What would become of me, had to have a nip, couldn’t find me bottle, worry, worry, worry.

Then I heard a voice, not in me ear, but in me head.  It said fear not, you are safe.  You will be hearing a recording of our history, the only record left of us.  It is coming to you through a thought transmitter because thought is a universal language requiring no interpretations.

Thousands of your planets years ago, we  Nephrilim from the planet Nephria, which you call Mars came to make this our home because of a wayward Asteroid that hit our planet and ignited our equivalent of your Van Allen Belt.  We knew that the majority of our planets surface would be in a matter of a few of your earth months become un inhabitable.  Some of us were able to retreat into the depths of what you would call Martian Canals.  There life was still sustainable.

The majority of us used our very advanced technology to  build space craft to take us to other habitable planets in the galaxy.  We built around twenty such craft, three of which very destined for your earth.  Because we could only build a limited number of such craft in the little time we had, we shrank major cities along with their populations.  We encased them in force fields like the one you saw when you discovered the remnants of our miniature  city.

This city is void of any population for a reason.  The original plan was for each craft to land, its pilot to remove  the city and place it on the ground a good distance from the spacecraft.  We inside the city then would drop the force field and activate the enlargement systems to restore us to full size. That went off without a hitch as you would say. But there was a problem that developed within minutes. Your atmosphere while being acceptable to our living forms was quickly corrosive to the materials our cities were made of and because of that they turned to heaps of dust in a few minutes.

Being aware of that we decided as the last craft to land, to not remove the force field; rather we exited one person at a time the same way you came in which is the way you may leave, by stepping back into the purple light.  But please, first hear the rest of our story. We left the city and force field intact to preserve it for the future and in hoping one such as yourself would find it and hear our story.  The rest of which is as follows.

We are the ones who using our vast technologies were able to help man move those huge stone and build those huge monuments you see around the globe, we also taught man much about astronomy, medicines, agricultural methods and much more.  We were the ones that while being very similar to man in appearance, were mistaken for Gods. Sorry about that, we were not Gods, just other beings created by the same God that created you.  We were the ones that had the slightly elonginated skulls.  We did occupy positions of power here and there, but for beneficent reasons.

We were also biologically compatible with man and so inter breeding occurred; creating offspring some might have been  termed as hybrids. Naturally since the quantities of man were far greater than our species, our distinctive features slowly disappeared from mankind.  Technically I suppose our bloodline still exists in a minute way. But that’s of no importance. One last thing, please see that this city comes to no harm, thank you. End of message .

Well with that, I stepped out of that building and gazed around a bit, it was a  magnificent scene..  But then I thought I’d best get out of here and back to me normal size before someone else comes along and wonders about what they are looking at.

Well I did just that and fortunately everyone else in the tour group was to hot or lazy to make the climb.  I emptied out me backpack and put the globe in it. Made quite a bulge but no one asked any silly questions.

Once back to the city, I crated it up and shipped it to me home back in Ireland.  I listed it as a fancy snow globe and customs had no problem with that.  Now if I’d said it’s an antiquity being smuggled out of the country, someone would have had a heart attack.  I figured it was an Okay lie since I’d been ask more or less to be its protector.

I’m a good Irish Catholic that I am.  But I don’t think I’ll bring this business to the attention of his Holiness, The Pope.  I’d always thought he was already privy to more information than he would ever let on, and no point in burdening him with more, Beside’s he’d demand possession and then there would be a problem.

So where is the globe, which is really a force field today? Why it’s in me very own attic kept nice and safe.  I like to go up and look at it now and again, just me myself, have a wee nip or two, sometimes three, but never any more than that, and just smile at it.  I keep thinking that someday I’ll visit inside it again, but I’m not to sure how many nips it would take for me courage to get high enough.  God Bless