Chapter two-
Mission Accomplished- Or Is It?
MMM Psychic Discovery-5-17-03
by
BJ Pemberton
The mystical forest whispered from long, long ago, as I made my way through, the dense thicket of underbrush, of what Charles Teague named, The Missouri Mystery Mound. Charles and his band of Merry Men, had been here many times before I stumbled in, but no one had yet to discover the entrance to this mysterious Mound. I am a psychic relic hunter, discoverer of long, lost historical data, and have come to understand that I have a gift, that allows me to travel through time. As I slip off into 'Dream Time,' I can travel to any point in history, or any place on Earth, and 'see' the Living Movie of Human history. If it is there to be seen, I can see it. I am a Dream Walker who had come to solve the mystery of the Mound and I would accomplish my mission.
I had come to the conclusion that this was a site of an ancient civilization, that has come to be known as the Mound Builders of the Mississippi Valley. Even though it had yet to be announced as a new find, this site had all the markings of a once thriving, community. Once accessible by the river, I could see through time, as the natives gathered, sang, danced, cooked, and raised families. This had been a community of trade, worship, and temple sacrifice. A fertile land protected by the hills and valleys that the Ancients once called home. Through the mist still lay stone carvings of Reptilian Guardians, who had long since fallen from their entrance posts. Burial caves could still be seen, from certain high places upon this mound, and most had been closed off with fallen rock. Some had been emptied years ago, yet some caves still had the ceiling carvings, in bright beautiful color! How could this site have been hidden for all this time, I wondered? How many other places like this, lost in time, would eventually call my name?
Months earlier, I had been introduced to Charles Teague, an outdoorsman, with unblemished curiosity, and the drive of an Explorer. Adventure shown from his eyes and a resolve as sturdy as his build. With his brother and sidekick Freddie, and a motley crew of teenage volunteers, he had been over this Mound with a fine tooth comb, but one thing had eluded him. He had never found the entrance that he had come to believe, was hidden, leading to an ancient Hall of Records. Through his research of the area, Charles knew that even Fernando Desoto had never found this fabled entrance, spoken of in secret by past generations of Native Americans. www.missourimysterymound.com
I had heard the story of a man named Ghost Wolf, who had years ago, been blindfolded by a tribe of Natives, and had been taken inside the bowels of the Mound. It had been rumored that Ghost Wolf himself, could never find his way back, and the entrance location was buried with the men that had taken him there. This area was home to six of the worlds venomous snakes, and the brier patches were fierce! The steep, rocky, slopes, seemed to rise straight into the sky, and it seemed no one in their right mind would attempt the climb, if they knew what a challenge it would be! I was about to, once again, attempt the impossible, along with Adam Edmeier, Nicole Bures, and Gary Dixon, of Eden's Eve PSI Team. Through Rain, Water, Rocks, Snakes, Lizards, Frogs, Turtles, and thick, dark, forest, we climbed.
According to our pedometer readings, we had hiked nearly 25 miles in one and one half days, doing a dangerous upward climb. At anytime, one could slip on the wet mossy slopes, and land on the jagged rocks below. Only the steady resolve of our group, would keep us safe, and the knowledge that I was being lead, even guided by an Unseen Force. This force would come from my chest area, like a rope that had been tied around me, pulling my body into the direction, of the destination! Until I landed upon my destination, the fire inside my chest, would not be put out! I had to keep going, keep moving, or this energy, would begin to make me sick to my stomach. I knew no one could interfere with my mission now. I had to be sure that no other faction would cloud my judgment, so I ask Gary Dixon to stay behind for awhile, so I could be true to my own psychic navigation. Only in this way, would I know that I was not picking up Gary's dowsing ability and energies. I had already become familiar with Adam and Nicole's human energies, so they decided to come with me, as I traveled along the invisible line, leading me to my destination.
As I cut my arms upon the briers, I stopped, holding my head saying,' I wish I did not have to keep going! I wish I could simply stop, but I know I can't!' We pushed on! I kept searching and searching ahead for any signs that we were getting closer; closer to what, I had no idea, but closer, nevertheless. Then I felt it; The tension rise in my chest to anticipation! I knew just around the next corner, I would be upon my find! Like an ecstasy burst I was released! There I stood and the tension subsided. As I looked down, I couldn't believe my eyes! How could everyone have missed this? I had been directed to this very spot on my first visit to the Mound, yet something seemed different, now. I then noticed what it was! The dirt had been washed away in the rain! I could now see why I had been directed, once again, to this sacred space.
I quickly called out to see if Gary Dixon would be able to hear my calls. Gary is a dowser and can be directed to certain locations with his dowsing rods. He has a special talent for this and I wished to get his readings, at the spot where I stood. Gary's dowsing rods crossed farther than he had ever before seen! This was a spot of great energy! This was unusual even for Gary, and he later told me that he had seen two hooded entities, ghostlike in appearance, standing there, as if waiting to observe our actions. As I later told Charles, I could have been left anywhere upon the Missouri Mystery Mound, not knowing in which direction I stood, and every time, I would be lead to this same spot. My mission has been accomplished, as I have now reported to Charles Teague. What I had been asked to find, by the Charles Teague Group, had been found on the morning of May 17th, 2003 at 11 AM Central standard time, witnessed by Gary Dixon, Adam Edmeier, and Nicole Bures. What Charles Teague will do with this information is up to him, and it is to him I leave my find. I was sent seemingly, by an Unseen Force as old as Time to find the long lost mysteries of Earth's history. Through patience and an ability to trust his instincts about people, Charles Teague gave me the opportunity to prove, once again, why I was granted this special talent. This time the Force within me, by the grace of God, was manifest for Charles Teague. Was this all that would be expected from me of this strange and hidden place?
Sooner, rather than later, I am called back to the Mysterious Missouri Mystery Mound, for there are other grand mysteries awaiting me there!
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