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May 29, 2005 Quetzalcóatl the Great No one knew his true name, so they Called him Quetzalcóatl—feather Serpent He and his crew of nineteen: faces Strange faces, images of a prince, a lord: King of the Yucatan in the year 986 AD He was a tall man; long cloths, sandals; White as day, with a long beard, black hair. Some say red: some don’t say… But they called him priest, Lord, king Amongst many things: god!... Quetzalcóatl’s Life Quetzalcóatl, warrior of the Maya, God-king of the Asteca—flanked By serpents; feared by kings; The god of the comet—bearer Possessor of the wooden cross … Serpent of the Yucatan, chief of The Tula; wizard—conquered by A wizard; fled to Cholulla! Twenty Years he nurtured his disciples: “The sons of the sun,” then… Then, those who loved vice and evil, Followed him…restrained his name, Planted evil seeds; castrated his Virtues…; pronounced him warlock: The drunken-witch of Cholulla! And so it was… Quetzalcóatl-Cortes War, iron, swords, white chalky faces Yellow hair, beards—long beards They came to Mexico, these Spaniards Hernán Cortés—for treasures [1519 AD] Treasures of Motecuhzoma … These chalky face-ed-men with beards Had gunpowder, cannons, crossbows, Cavalry, steel swords and a lust for gold, Gold from Motecuhzoma in Tenochtitlán The Ancient City of the God’s Off the coast appeared the ship of Juan de Grijalva; so spoke the commoner Of this floating mountain in the sea—; With disbelief, Motecuhzoma sent two Of his best men: officials to investigate In dismay, Motecuhzoma of Tenochtitlán Had little to say, of the nearing towers— As he peered from a hill looking down Down and out into the green naked sea; Now the gifts were laid at Quetzalcóatl feet As the fleet of Cortés appeared—: ‘Who were these strangers,’ bellowed Motecuhzoma, thinking it was the great God Quetzalcóatl returning as predicted (in the Nahua year ce acatl ((1-Reed)). Thus came a comet falling from the sky As Motecuhzoma watched it from his Palace in Tenochtitlán, mumbled that ‘This is a sign, of Quetzalcóatl the divine.’ This was war, or submission to fate. Motecuhzoma gave them gifts of food, Gold, bribes: so the ships would leave, Go away, never to return to this humid Mosquito-ridden Aztec coast…; Thus, out of his gluttony-greed for gold Cortes burned his ships, his mate’s hope …then marched and reached Jalapa Pulling cannons all the way—across The Tlaxcala frontier, a nation-state Independent of Motecuhzoma— Hence, Cortes offered them peace. An ally was secured for Cortes, the Greedy Spaniards: and the Talxcaltecas; Thus, soon to follow was destruction of The great city of Tenochtitlán… City of the Gods, City of the Dead!! ‘Who are these white cruel gods?’ Asked the stirring Nahuas— ‘These corrupted gods from the sea?’ Quetzalcóatl’s decedents, perhaps? More corrupt than Motecuhzoma Moving to Cholulla, the ancient city Of Quetzalcóatl, they had a feast The long-beards and the Nahuas; Thus, the Nahuas were deceived… Unarmed, and butchered like rat meat. And so the journey of Cortes continued Towards Tenochtitlán, past the Great Volcano, to its causeway, to the city— Down the Street of the Dead--- Decedents of Quetzalcóatl Cortes’ men, “Decedents of Quetzalcóatl” So the great ruler Motecuhzoma believed: Allowed him to be captured by the foe, The Ambassadors of the cruel, for the sake Of prophecy…and so it was…! Now a prisoner and a puppet of Cortes Controlled by Spanish strings… Quetzalcóatl-Cortes bestowed many Cruelties on the city Tenochtitlán— And on the dying Aztec king Motecuhzoma died by a grieving stone, Of his people; some say, by Cortes’ knife—; Expelled by the Aztecs at Tenochtitlán Shattered in defeat, the Spaniards left— But only to return another day… . ------------ About the author: Mr. Siluk is a world traveler, a lover of the mysteries around the world, and has visit many World Heritage Sites, his most recent being Easter Island, the Galapagos and Mesa Verde. His books can be seen on/at Barns and Noble.com, Amazon.com, Wal-Mart, Abe.com Alibis, Boarders and several other sites and book stores. Many of his books can be purchased through the English Bookdealers. He spends his time between Lima, Peru and St. Paul, Minnesota, and has just finished working on two new books: "The Macabre Poems,” and “Perhaps it’s Love,” and continues to work on "Curse of the Abyss Worm,” a suspenseful mystery, and “Cold Kindness,” a tragic love affair. Visit http://dennissiluk.tripod.com Email: dlsiluk@msn.com Tell a friend about this site! ------------ All articles are EXCLUSIVE to Useless-Knowledge.com and are not allowed to be posted on other websites. ARTICLE THIEVES WILL BE PROSECUTED! |
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