The Proclamation – Mark The Pilot – Father Of Icculus

At the moment in Gamehendge when the head elder would grow paranoid and power hungry, my father hovered over the home of the elder in his ship (cloaked in the tempest) and started to speak to that which had turned dark in spirit. “The musicians will come and they will mark this spiritual journey in the new land,” he proclaimed, “because my son is the key to universal contact!” These words scared the head elder and he began to shoot his cannon into the sky. This would have no effect on the craft. The machine is what I would later refer to when I would say, “My home has come on a storm.  Mark will prepare the great landing and will bring light to the nefarious king who has yet to appear.”

Mark’s ship was made of a foreign material that was unknown to the members of Gamehendge.  The members of his home land relied on him to act as the person that would ease the Lizard People into the trials and tribulations that would soon follow their race. The prophecy had proclaimed everything that would happen and it had been accurate up to this point.  I was probably the most shocked out of everyone.  However, I kept on writing.  It hurt Mark to have to be so close to me without actually having face to face contact. It was at this time when many of the Lizards would start to let curiosity take over and venture to the mountain for themselves. The majority of elders soon came to the proper conclusion that the head Lizard was plotting against them thanks to the clue given by Mark and it came to be known that he had plans to kill me so that he could maintain control over the land.

When Mark learned of this he said to the head Lizard in the cloaked storm, “You cannot stop the coming visitation. When he first arrived you proclaimed Icculus as a gift and now you plot against him. Your peers will see through you. Icculus will give them a sign.” At this very moment I began to once again draw in the dirt on the top of the mountain. This time I drew a goblet with a Lizard buried underneath the earth. The Lizards that were guarding me were completely baffled. How did this foreign being know that Lizards were buried in the ground with goblets upon death? They dropped to their knees and honored me.  This made me very nervous. They begged and pleaded for me to elaborate, and in the ground I spelled out the name, in the traditional Lotuk language, Pintas…the name of the head mystic.  I was very uncomfortable when they wanted to worship me instead of The Great Mystery.

Pintas began to make his way toward the mountain with his cannon. He began shooting all Lizards that he would see upon his trek. The storm followed Pintas all the way to the mountain. As the storm followed, a blissful sound came from the clouds from four great musicians. This was the first time that a mention of the preachers is made in the text. A great massacre ensued and many Lizard People would be killed by the cannon of Pintas.

The head Lizard was finally at the foot of the mountain preparing to do whatever he needed to do to kill me. The guards became aware of what was happening and put me in the center of the shelter that had been built. They watched as Pintas tried to climb the mountain with his cannon. Mark then proclaimed from the sky, “You cannot get in the way of progress. Your faith has been tested and you have failed. Did you not at one time ponder what resided beyond your land? You were once a mystic and now you have turned into an evil murderer. I will mark you with the sign to prove to the Lzard People that their time has come to embrace the mysteries of the universe and that your end is near. The message we have given Icculus is the light and the stargate and will be the one that brings the Lizard People together in harmony. He has your answers and yet you have turned cold and dark.”  Just then a giant crack appeared in the ground and split the land in two.

Pintas fell into the hole and was never heard of or seen again by anyone. The Lizards that were at the top of the mountain watched all of this in amazement and once again fell to their knees. Then, I dropped to my knees and began to bow down to the Lizards. It would appear that harmony between us had begun to be achieved at some level.  The storm vanished and many days of glorious sunshine would follow while the great shelter was finished.

Mark First Mentions Cannabis

I began to draw in the dirt a great leaf with a giant water way behind it that appeared to be a river. The Lizard People were aware of one river in their land that stretched for miles and miles and had used it to irrigate their crops. Many wild plants grew along the riverside and this leaf was not uncommon. However, they did not know what a plant like this was for and just tossed it away to make way for other foods. It is at this time when the ignorance of the Lizards at this moment is shown in great detail.  Mark arrived with the storm and led them down with me in hand towards the river. After spending thirty nights on top of the mountain, I began to smile profusely.  The Lizards got to the river and I became extremely elated. Then, Mark hovered over in a cloud and said “It is your time to unlock the power of the great plant…Icculus. Take this plant and spread the seed all over the land. When you have reached the age you will know what to do.”  The Lizards were shocked by this order but out of respect came to the conclusion that they should not destroy this wild herb. They took a pot and one of the plants and placed it inside. I ran to it. I hugged and played with it for hours.  I had a special connection with this plant because it was so highly regarded in my homeland as a sacred medicine and spiritual sacrament.  I began to feel extremely connected to my home even though it was still foreign to me.  It was a very hard time.

The Lizards were still confused because they didn’t know exactly what was so special about what they had come to know as a wild problem. Mark said, “The prophecy says that all Lizard People will unlock the magic of this plant in time. Lizards must know now that this plant is regarded as sacred in the universe and is here to help you in better understanding the aesthetic throughout the lacuna.”  Just then I grew in great size and strength and took on the features of an older person…and then I began to speak in the traditional Lotuk language. The lizards were astounded. I answered to my father, “We can live in peace with each other. We must learn to harvest this plant in great numbers and take in the flame.”

They followed the storm back to the mountain and I climbed it all by myself. The Lizards followed in suit all the way to the top and I proclaimed that this was where we would create the sacred space. They took the potted plant and set it next to me. I began to water and sing to the plant. There was no storm at this time…just a single cloud that Mark and his craft hid inside.  The sun was shining very brightly and the Lizards prepared a giant festival and feast for this miracle of growth. Mark wept because a new age had begun in this land. Mark proceeded to light his plant and ingest the sacred smoke in the name of his homeland that he missed so much. It would be a while before I would be old enough to ingest the plant on my own through this way. This was the time of a great transition in the land and would lead to a giant harvest of a plant that would lend itself to a multitude of uses.  I was able to translate these words without ever speaking face to face in the traditional way with my Father.

I stopped dancing for a moment and dropped to my knees and shouted, “A new age has begun.  A man will come and will use this plant against us. We must prepare for the time when I will not be able to leave this mountain. I will be trapped and my fellow Lizard brothers and sisters will not be able to visit me. There will be a very dark time and this time will be marked by the evil King.  Then, I proclaimed, “This is the time to prepare. I have seen the prophecy and it says praise the land and worship those that have given their lives in the name of conserving your sacred space. We will work in their name!”

Those That Worship the Water continued to linger in my mind. My native family knew of these people and their powerful understanding of the elements. The Lizard People had mixed signals based on the previous conflict between the two cultures. However, I noticed that there was a new generation of younger Lizard People who appeared to be more open to the idea of learning more about the culture that resided beyond the borders of their villages. Gamehendge was a vast area and I could sense that the Lizard People were in a period of establishing themselves as a community in a new way. There was worry in their eyes and this was mixed with a curiosity and genuine sense of hope for the future. We were at a cross roads. We would soon establish the farm and many eyes would be open to the much needed relaxation and ascending qualities of this sacred plant.

And the four shall play…

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