by Allen D. Furford
PROLOGUE
The President of the United States hung up the phone
and inwardly groaned as he glanced at the clock. The only people
who could disrupt his very regimented routine were close relatives
and he had just finished speaking to one of them; a very demanding
one at that. He pushed his private secretary's button and spoke
into the speaker by moving close to it, something he really did
not need to do...
"I am going to have a guest arriving and will be meeting with him after he clears security. Make sure all the proper paperwork is done to facillitate this matter."
"Mr. President, your schedule for the evening does not allow for this! You are supposed to be briefed by NASA regarding some late breaking time released data from their computer archives."
"If it has to do with the paper just delivered on my desk, just gather the rest of the associated paperwork and I will skim through it first, then they can brief me, possibly tomarrow if time allows for it. When will you people learn that I am not some kind of monkey on a stick and have a reelection to consider..." He cleared the intercom device and walked back to his desk and glanced down. Now just what the hell is this all about, he silently asked himself....
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SECRET! SECRET! RESTRICTED! RELEASED
PRESIDENTIAL
NEED TO KNOW FILE
ATTENTION: President of the United States of America
TRIGGER RELEASE: NASA Astronomical Data Banks
ORIGINAL FILE LOCATION: Camp David Archives
DIRECTORY: Treaty Data Banks
AUTHORIZED SYSTEM CREATOR: Dwight David Eisenhower
CONTENT: New Mesopotamian Translations (UPDATE)
ORIGINAL SECRECY LEVEL: BLACK
(Please sign here:__________________________________________)
Code Name: MOBIUS PROJECT
TRANSLATION AS FOLLOWS:
Oh ye shall
heed the Men of Fame!
The Old Ones, the Ancient Ones;
Ones That Came Before;
Heroes to the gods they saved...
Heed these transcripts well.
Listen to me for I,
The Last Appointed king shall ascend;
I shall be called by many names.
Atra-Hasis, Zuisudra, Utnapishtim;
With another to be most well known;
My cycle, the greatest of them all.
Tell your children's children well,
of the trials still to come;
Watch the Heavens Deeds for warning,
Prepare thy kingdoms' kings.
From the endpoint of the Heavens;
Earth shall shaken out of place
When the Lord of Hosts be crossing,
On the day of his burning wrath.
Then shall come the rains;
Floods and fires from the Earth,
With flares from Bloated Sun;
Seas shall wash the land...
