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June 29, 2004 Advance: before we get into this short story, it might be of interest to the reader, I know it was for me, that the Polar Ice Cap, at the North Pole has not been explored for the most apart, due to the Cold War that of course ended more than a decade ago. Now having said that let me say: biodiversity of species were always known to decline in numbers when going into colder areas, which to the scientist seemed reasonable. But again, I need to remind you, humanoids have not researched this area much, in fear of conflict with other nations, thus comes into view my story. I was in the Arctic, in l996, Barrow, Alaska when the hotel, front desk clerk, told me fragments of a story - her husband would tell me the rest. Her husband was a pilot for an oil company up there, and they actually brought me back some sea shells one afternoon, having told Jackie the night before I wondered how they'd look, meaning, were they the same in the Arctic as in the lower parts of the world. It was amazing to see the diversity of these shells. But let me not stray off the premise too much, of this short and peculiar story - yet diversity is a key word. The Story As I was about to say, I was introduced to a creature beyond my imagination, I call it [for lack of a better name other than squid or octopus], "The Arctic Cephalopoda Queen." Jackie, being a Oceanographer - when not a clerk at the hotel, and her husband being a Zoologist [Henry] - in his spare time, also a pilot, and myself being a Licensed Counselor, and part time Tourist Archeologist, I became quite interested in what they had to say and show. But before I go too far, they had been working on an archeological site, some three-hundred miles from barrow, finding skulls, and bones of the tribal people of that area for sometime. I got to look at the pictures, but they would not let me go to the site in fear I might open it up to other tourist. That was a while ago: and the newspapers confirmed they did find the site, and so this story they told me, gave it more credence for me. As far fetched as this may sound, I will try with heart and soul to tell it as it came to me, one night while sitting at the Top of the World Hotel [incidentally, the North Slope paper, published one of my articles in their newspaper back then, you can check it out if you wish, and even check out the site I had mentioned, of the skull and bones, for they put them all back - buried them as they had been for thousands of years]. And I must add to this narrative before I go any further, I have written about Giants, in the past, and found footprints of them, and have pictures, of which I sent recently to a curious soul who emailed me. But this time I did not get a picture, but I did get to draw a picture of one, for I drew it from memory of their picture, of which they showed me in haste. So here is how they explained the happening, or organs of the creature, and its description [I will give the description, they will give me the story to give to you]. Now I do not know that much about astrology, or the planet system, I only know what I saw: said Henry to me, with a cautious voice, as if he should or shouldn't show me the picture, and then tell me the story, yet he did pull out the picture, and started with the story (putting the picture back in his pocket ((as I have already mentioned)) for same keeping): he said: "It came from Saturn's outermost moon, that being Phoebe, when it collided, prior to its being captured by Saturn's pull - eons ago. In the process, before Phoebe entered Saturn's orbit, fragments with no gravity, broke off within the solar system, Phoebe being at the far end of the system, some of these fragments landed on earth. Henceforward, particles of this matter ended up in the frozen waters of the Arctic, the Ice Cap. During this catastrophe, it has been said [so he explains to me], still other parts that originally landed on the largest moon of Saturn [Titan, which harbors an atmosphere], first gave life to these organisms that were cast off the racing meteorite that formed out of Phoebe. Again, I want to repeat myself [he said: he being Henry talking to me], Titan gave, triggered something in these organisms to give it real active life; and when these other elements were cast off Titan they ended on Earth, allowing the new formed creatures to grow in there isolated habitat, that has just been discovered recently: after millions of years." Now this all made quite an interesting story to/for me, but I thought it simply easier to say, "Maybe you discovered a new species, that has always been here on earth, in the deep waters of the Arctic, why not, it made life easier, but he insisted it happened in some mysterious way as I have just told you - take or give a few misunderstandings, it came about in a similar manner. Now let me describe it for you. Description It seemed to have a height of about two feet, tentacles [between seven to ten]; I call it, its hair, in lack of a better portrayal. Anyhow, its hair like tentacles was attached to the top of its head. It had two huge dark iris',--the eyes filled up three-forths its frontal-face, of which it had a very small mouth, and forehead, but a long string like nose, with a tip to it. The torso was like a fat, half hot-dog, as its bottom section shaped into a cone type feature; between these two sections, was a tunic like apron - possible better put, like a see-through blouse, or jellyfish, it was equal to a short dress. Its skin texture was that of blotches, like circles, big circles - cellular looking circles all over its body: I want to say scales, but it was not really scales. The Zoologist, said they lived in the deepest and coldest waters of the Arctic, under the Ice Cap. They were armless, legless, and looked harmless. And again I paraphrase, my forgotten friend, for I have not kept pace with his whereabouts, or his wife's, other than one letter after I left Barrow, and telling her of my article in the Arctic paper, which I guess they had already seen; for I got a postcard the following Christmas, and I never did send one back. Reproduction But let me go on, supposedly [maybe by autopsy or whatever], I was told they did not have to have a male to pregnant them to give birth, and the female species could not reproduce until it reached the age of twenty or more years. And so at this juncture, I asked the question, just like a man would I suppose: "What good was the man for this species," thinking everyone has to have a function. And he had already explained, the species that looked more human than fish, and more squid like than animal, did have a function, not or for reproduction, although before the female had children, the male did do some kind of ritual, I call it dancing from side to side, and then staring in each other's faces, not even touching; thus, stimulating, but not to the point of the male having an erection or ejaculating, or even if he did, it was not used for reproduction [with all respect intended I say that. And so at this point, I was really curious of knowing more of this creature, and asked to go on his next venture: he had said he would take me, but it would coast, just to tag along, and no pictures, he'd keep them. The cost back then he said would be $10,000, which is about $15,000 I suppose in today's money market: and that only paid for seeing one close up, he'd find one, bring it to me, and allow it to be returned to its habitat. Wishful Thinking I knew I couldn't afford it at the time, and left well enough alone, but asked about the males function again: and he said, "I got sick one day, very, very sick - you see Dennis [he said to me], the male is sharply lowered to protect the female, and its potential predators: for the female has no way of combating an enemy. So what happens is this - and I witnessed it come about: when an adversary approaches, and the male notices him getting within an uncomfortable zone for him and his mate, it releases a toxic chemical, it is as powerful as hemlock you might say, if not stronger: a strong poison; so strong I was sick for a week, and was far beyond what I would call their comfort zone, but the ugly looking predator died within minutes. Thus, the secret is in finding the female alone." Incidentally, he said the water around that area where the two creatures lived, was polluted for several hours. Nothing, not a thing could go in that area without suffering biological or genetic damage. My guess was these were undisturbed waters for eons, and therefore, the chemicals and its residue, just resided in and around that domain. And so this was my story, I can not prove it, nor shall I try, but as people go searching within those waters they will find out these new species that haunt our imagination, are pretty much real. ------------ About the author: Mr. Siluk is a world traveler, a lover of the mysteries around the world, and has visit many World Heritage Sites, the most recent being Easter Island and the Galapagos. His most recent book: "After Eve," and his 26th book thus far, can be seen on/at Barns and Nobel.com, Amazon.com, Walmart and several other sites. He spends his time between Lima, Peru and St. Paul, Minnesota, and is wroking on two more books: "Stay Down, Old Abram," and "Curse of the Abyss Worm," the second being a suspensful mystery. Visit http://dennissiluk.tripod.com Email: dlsiluk@msn.com Tell a friend about this site! ------------ |
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