- I here by swear before Almighty God this is the original prologue, my
own work,before Christopher
Date: Thu, 27 Oct 2005 19:26:00 -0400
Subject: re-write Of Atlantis prologue From Dawn to Dusk
I am Archamedes, high priest of Atlantis. I was born to a life of
spirituality, power, and magic. Me, being high priest of Atlantis,
omly I had the privaledge of knowing the secret to eternal life and
how to change my appearance at will. I have lived for many centuries
and for many life times. I sustain my life, by drinking an elixer
known as Nector From The God. For all the years, I have lived, I have
been able to find all the ingrediants needed for the nectar to
sustain my life, until now.
I have never let my true identity be known, until now. I will
tell you everything, the only person I consider to be a confidant,
you. I can no longer find all the ingredients for my life sustaining
nector.So. like any other mortal man, now I, Archamedes, face the
inevitable for the first time. So, I feel it is important to tell
someone of my triumphs and my sins I want to bear my soul. So, get
comfortable and I will take you on a journey, that would be thought
to be unattainable, by a regular mortal man. But I, Archamedes, am
more than a human man. The best thing to do is start from the
A high priest of Atlantis was am awesome honor bestowed on
anyone from Atlantis. The destiny of a high priest of Atlantis was
planned from conception. At the time my existence was planned, the
high priest that was before me, was killed in an awful accident. So,
while I was still in my mother's womb, another was chosen to fill
these shoes, until I was old enough, to take on the great honor
bestowed upon me.
The high council of Atlantis, consisted of those known as the
others, including my father. The high council, choose my father,
Manta, because out of all the others, he was the most knowledgeable.
The high priest, that was before me, also had the secret to eternal
life, but he made himself vulnerable to an accident. Even though he
had the secret to eternal life, he had to be careful, not to get into
a situation that would cause his blood to flow red, just like any
other mortal man, and this man was far from human.
The seed of my father, Manta, was not of this world. So, that
is why my father was considered to be different. Atlantis, was kind
of like an outpost for the others. We had many modern conveniences,
that modern man has today. My father was tied to my mother about
twenty years before I was conceived. My mother, my sweet sweet
mother, was known as Malotia. My mother, her dark hair, her alabaster
skin, and big blue eyes, made her one of the most beautiful women of
Atlantis. My father and mother were so much in love. My mother was
unable to have children, until the high council stepped in. They had
the power to help my mother conceive, and I was the result.
Being the seed of my father, my destiny was preordained.
Everything my father knew, all his knowledge, I genetically
inherited. I would obtain all his knowledge, from speaking several
different languages, to knowing the secret of eternal life and
changing my appearance at will. When I was conceived, for my parents,
it was a dream come true. My parents were ecstatic over the thought
of my birth.
After my birth, our lives in Atlantis, was very good. My
father's house had electric lights, running water, and we could heat
or cool the house. Just some of the extraordinary things we had for
the calendar date. The year that Atlantis was destroyed was about
4000 B.C.E. I can remember my childhood, as far back as the age of
four. Being an only child, my parents could teach me more and spend
more time with me. But as a child, I had to spend three months out of
the year in the temple. Here the high council and the elders, would
teach me many things. From how to pray to the supreme being, to how
to listen to others so I could pray for them. When I would get to
stay home, I was like any other child. We had a terrace outside our
home, here I used to play and watch the ships as they left or entered
the Bay of Atlantis. When I would watch the ships in the bay, I
would always wonder what great adventure they were going too or
coming from. A young slave girl, named Vanna, that took care of me
when I was a child.
I remember one time, when I was about six, I went to the
temple with my father, to attend one of the many ceremonies that was
conducted here. In this particular one, I was to be forever branded
by the mark of the high priest. I was branded with a tattoo of fire,
on my left hand. This tattoo was to signify my power and strength and
to show, I was a high priest of Atlantis. I would carry this tattoo,
no matter how many times I would change my appearance or no matter
how long I lived.
Sometimes I would go into the city with my mother, as
we went to market. On the cobblestone streets, there were venders
everywhere, seeking their goods, in order to feed their families.
Then in the horizon, we could see the looming temple. On a hill,
towering over the city, was the temple being in the three sided shape
of a pyramid. The pyramid was to signify father, son, and holy ghost
of the supreme being.
I obtained my education from the members of the high
council. I would become very skilled in science, astrology, and
architecture. For three months out of every year until I was twenty,
I would spend with the high council. The others would teach me
things, mortal men just could not conceive. When I was twenty-one,
the job of high priest was mine. At this time I met the love of the
life, as of now, her name was Almose. After I started to reside in
the temple, Almose, would come every day, to make sure I was fed and
wanted for nothing. After a while I fell in love with Almose, as I
would many times through out history.
One day at dusk, Almose brought me my evening meal,
and I asked her to join me on the terrace of the villa adjoining the
temple. As we looked at the twinkling stars, in the night sky, I
asked Almose to spend the rest of her life with me. With tears in her
eyes, she agreed. Now we are going to have a joining. Under Atlantean
law, if a man and woman were tied, property and all was divided fifty-
fifty, much like the laws of modern man.
The day of the ceremony, the temple was beautiful,
flowers and plants were everywhere. My father stood by my side, and
on the other side stood my bride, Almose. We would drink from the cup
of eternity, forever joining our lives and our souls. My life as of
now, could not have been any better. We would live in the villa
adjoining the temple. The people of Atlantis were free and if they
were considered a slave, they were paid for their duties, and lived
totally free, usually on the property of those they served.
One day, Almose was sitting on the terrace of the
villa, that overlooked the beautiful Bay of Atlantis, just watching
the beauty of this place. We had several servants that worked for us.
One of our servant girls was brushing Almose's long blond hair, when
Almose suggests that I join her on the terrace, after a usual day in
the temple. Our terrace was made of marble, and the chairs we sat in
were made of wrought iron. So, I sit down beside my beautiful wife.
On this note, Almose takes my hand, and tells me our God has blessed
us, she is with child. I just couldn't believe what I was hearing. I,
Archamedes, was going to be a father. Our God, is a merciful God, he
has chosen me, to experience the miracle of father hood. I deem
parenthood to be a miracle, because my parents had such a hard time
conceiving me. The pregnancy of my wife, Almose, was most difficult.
She could not do any physical activity, the last couple of months of
her pregnancy, Almose was confined to bedrest. This she did not mind,
because she really wanted our child.
On a moonless night, Almose, wakes me up and she is
in excruciating pain, known as labor. Our child is ready to come
forth. Vanna, my nanny, still serves our household., so I tell her to
go find the midwife. After a while, Vanna returns, saying she looked
every where for the midwife, but she couldn't find her. The
contractions, Almose is feeling are only a couple of minutes apart,
so I must help her. I have studied to be a physician, so I know what
to do. I help Almose to the birthing circle in our home. I give her a
leather strap to bite down on, when the pain becomes really intense.
Unlike modern day women, that lie down to give birth, Almose stands
up in the birthing circle. All of a sudden, Almose has a very severe
pain, I tell her to push very hard. She does this and brings forth a
son. I pick him up and he cries after I smack his bottom. Here I
stand holding my son. I shall call him Pytheus. As I am holding our
son, Almose cries out again in intense pain, and then in the birthing
circle, she brings forth a daughter.
Twins, I have twins. I pick up my daughter and
she cries after I smack her bottom. I will call her Plyah. My
children, both alive, well, and beautiful. The next day Almose is
treated by the acting physician. He tells her to take it easy for a
few days, but she can never have any more children. He is scared she
would endanger her own life, since she had such a hard time with this
pregnancy. The supreme being really blessed us by giving us a boy
and a girl. He knew Almose would never be able to bear any more
As time goes by, I watch my twins grow with
pride. Just as my father had done with me, Pytheus, is trained at the
temple three months out of the year. My son will precede me as high
priest of Atlantis. Plyah, spends the day with her mother, learning
things, that will one day make her a good wife. Life is so good. We
have advanced so very far. We have conquered just about everything
thrown at us. We still pay homage to the supreme being, but not like
we did when I was a child. We have become too arrogant. Our arrogance
would cause our imminent down fall.
One day my son and I were in the temple as usual,
when all of a sudden we feel the earth violently move. Statues and
pictures in the temple, start falling all around us. I grab Pytheus
by the hand and try to get to the adjoining villa, so I can get to
the rest of my family, but the falling debris makes this impossible.
One of the duties of being high priest of Atlantis, was to protect a
small wooden chest containing the secrets of life. So, knowing my
obligation, I quickly grab the wooden chest. With chest in hand and
Pytheusby my side, I make an escape for the bay. Luckily my son and
I, and a handful of others are able to board a ship. We stand on the
deck of the ship, as we unknowingly take one last look at our home.
Below, there seems to be steam coming off the ocean, like it is very
very hot. Pytheus is crying wanting to know about his grandparents,
mother, and sister. Soon, I would not have to explain anything as his
young eyes would see for his self.
We are probably a couple of miles from the shore,
we can still see land, when we notice the ocean is receding. Our ship
is really rocking back and forth. Then we see a massive wall of
water, as it totally engulfs our home. Everything as far as the eye
can see, is swallowed by the Atlantic. If I understand maps from
modern day, Atlantis was engulfed and sunk into the sea, in the
middle of what is known today as the Bermuda Triangle
Pytheus, looks up at me with a tear stained
face, saying," Father, they are all dead? Right?" All I can do is
agree with my son. I feel a feeling of sadness and loliness, as I
know, our family, our home, everything would now be a memory. This
ship would save our lives, at least most of us. A couple of months
after being on the ship, Pytheus, becomes violently ill. And there is
nothing I can do for my son of five, but make him comfortable until
the end. When he dies, we bury his body at sea. With my son alive, at
least I had something that had survived Atlantis, but now I have
nothing. But, my parents raised me to face problems head on. No
matter how much it hurts, I will survive in honor of my parents. They
would have wanted it this way.
One day, while sitting on deck, of the ship, we
see land, not really knowing where we are. We decide though we will
head for land. When we hit land, I feel like I could actually kiss
the earth. The supreme being lead us here, after teaching the few
survivors, a lesson for our arrogance. We know we have to start a new
life from nothing. So, we all decide to go in different directions,
to fulfill this major directive. The survivors and I will start new
lives in a primitive land, with all our knowledge from Atlantis. We
have even devised a way to keep in contact with each other.
I, being the high priest, I and only I possess
the secret to eternal life. Others would die, but I would remain in
contact with their off spring. For many years I would choose to
remain dormant in the primitive life I was forced to assume. One day
though, I would choose to come forth and introduce primitive man to
many new things. As long as I could ingest the Nectar from the God, I
use to sustain my life, until one day, one of the ingredients was out
of my reach. Now for the first time in thousands of years, I am
facing the inevitable, just like any other mortal man. I want to be
with the supreme being after my life ends. This is why I feel I must
bear my soul. This is why I feel I must tell someone of the seeds I
have sewn and the places I have seen. I will tell you of the
identities, that I adopted through out history. So, come with me on a
trip, that mortal men only dream about.
Christopher told me it would not be wise to use this one
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