It was a hot summer in Cairo, Egypt and I, Investigator Casey, U.S. Intelligence Agent, was on a Top-secret Mission along with my Investigative Photographer Tyra. We were there undercover working alongside other National Scientific Officers on official assignment involving a Chamber Find (of questionable artifacts), found underneath the paws of the Egyptian Sphinx.
An ancient star-map had indicated: Location of the Dig was a promising site for discovery. The Bethlehem Star was first seen shining in the sky directly underneath the left paw of the Star Constellation Leo that seemed to be guarding a secret that would intrigue humanity.
Classified information had revealed the star to be a combination of two planets: Jupiter and Saturn. Their alignment was first noted on April 17, 6 BC. Further progress of this phenomenon showed Jupiter moving into position underneath the right paw of Leo/Sphinx, and finally, the two planets crossed once again, more brilliant than ever, and appeared under Leo's body. The first recorded incidents would be the guide for Archaeologists to follow, as indicated by the Papyrus Stellar Chart that had been coveted by Egyptian Royals for a time, much like the Book of Osiris and the Dark-Rite until Mankind was ready to learn the truth of Origin. A Child's Star would lead us forward...still unveiling miracles.
A pure vein of Elder' Gold ran through the Heart of Cairo and it's very essence lay buried deep within the Earth under a tirade of political pressure. Recent preliminary excavation had unearthed an ancient chamber none of us were yet to see with our own eyes. However, American Scientists were unavoidable, in that we held the technological key to unraveling the mystery that they were about to come face to face with. U.S. Satellite Communications had verified the existence of the tomb well before digging ever proceeded.
A sleeping dream was about to awaken the world...a dream of one great philosopher: Edgar Cayce, who predicted a find of ancient records concerning the Origin of Mankind to be located under the paws of the Sphinx in Egypt. (And so it came to pass, a trica tomb and tunneled passages later found to be the Tomb of Osiris.)
Now that the facts were laid upon the table, there was fiery debate over who was to be the authoritative head of the final excavation. The dig was not allowed to proceed, nor acknowledgements to the global networks, until the childs play ended, possibly never. All of this negative excitement trickled down onto the shoulders of the less fortunate, unaware persons such as myself, supposedly only there as a Scientific Officer to observe and report back.
I, being the inquisitive investigator slithering in from the other side of the world, was one of the more irritating guests. I was there to get the facts alright, but there was a destiny awaiting me instead, as I informed Tyra that I felt there was more than the possibility of a treasure filled tomb and decayed remains. This particular location had to have strategic meaning to be located in a place where even angels fear to tread...under the watchful stare of a mother-lioness, as if watching over her own children. I was determined to get the full meaning for this discovery and share it's revelation with the world.
Rumor was already flourishing over the archaeological camp that all of us would have to return home to America, our technology tucked away and undermined. Because of an inability to come to alliance over the excavation underneath the Sphinx, we would have to pull out...leaving this country in an awful predicament, which was the inability to properly investigate a probable discovery while at the burning edge.
My personal aim was to unravel the mystery at the bottom of this obscure project. It was a project that had everyone running about aimlessly. What had caused such chaotic emotion? I could plainly see how we all really do lose when only one of us wins. We needed one another to grasp the full meaning of what lay hidden just beyond our vision today.
This day of days was to end in much the same way as the ones gone before...Spoils was what the entire project had been reduced to. An honorable beginning was about to be snuffed out and left in the ashes.
I kept hearing the words: Find Me.. Tossing and turning, I lay restless in a sweating frenzy of sleepless nights. Staring for hours at the finely woven mosquito netting wound tightly round my form, much like the well kept secret bound up in the linen wrappings of Egypt's Pharaohic Royalty.
Wait just a darn minute. I finally surmised of the whole fiasco; After all, we did initially provide proof of the chamber's existence from our space-age technology. My fight had returned, predictable right on cue. I wanted to keep a flame of communication alive and burning for every individual who had the honest right to share in the glory of all discoveries.
Getting a little testy, are we? Tyra was gently reminding me of my forceful drive and temperament. Her job as Agent Investigative Photographer on all of my assignments allowed her to try to interpret my feelings. Tyra and I were professionally joined at the hip and a good sidekick always knows her friends best and worst attributes. The sister I never had, Tyra shared the huge Victorian mansion Lady Kathryn (my Grandmother) had left to me, in the state of Texas. It afforded me the company of a wise and loving friend, and her...a family atmosphere that she too had been denied since birth.
Tyra (Ty) appreciated my well-meaning side and trusted in my professional judgment. Nevertheless, she also knew too well about my over-zealous ability to get us both into some scary situations. Ever grappling over simple vs. complex, at least we were always on each other's side when it came down to an overall goal. Tonight we were debating the issue at hand. In whose hands should the project be? Moreover, frankly, what was it about an all but forgotten chamber-space that had these two countries in such political upheaval?
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