Book II: The Scrolls of Lemuria
Chapter 4: The Lamentations of Lyra
My favorite part of The Scrolls of Lemuria involves the ‘Lamentations of Lyra.’ I don’t quite remember if Lyra was a real person or if the ancients among the Mu Men made her up out of whole cloth like the shams of so many of your human religious ‘prophets’, but regardless let me tell you who Lyra supposedly was in the Mylar culture and why her lamentations made me so happy.
Lyra was said to be the original custodian of the Crystal Towers of Lemuria and was there from their earliest design.
If you’ll recall, the Crystal Towers grew in prominence and size and eventually became centers of healing and wisdom that were (and still are) some of the most important architecture ever made by the Children of Mu. The Scrolls of Lemuria attest that the genesis of the towers came from Lyra’s mind and that she was the central figure responsible for successfully harmonizing the quartz stones of the towers with the various energies emitted from Gaia’s core. The various frequencies that could then be ‘tapped’ into by Lyra and the other priests of the tower enabled them to cure ailments of all kinds and restore their people’s energy balance.
To be clear, it wasn’t any of this that thrilled me. Oh, I was intrigued by Lyra’s work, but her success didn’t lead her to lamentations. Instead I played a part in bringing her to sadness.
You see, in spite of all my prior failures, eventually I scored a big (literally BIG!) win – when I successfully created a group of giants out of stone. I showed them to the first man Adam and he ran off screaming. (Don’t worry I didn’t let the giants hurt old Adam – I still needed the man to create Mankind).
I called my giants The Brutz, but you’d probably know them as trolls or ogres. They were humongous creatures made entirely of stone and oh how they were lovely. I also released a few of them into the water and was quite the proud papa to see them morph over time into leviathans that ruled the oceans.
It’s true that neither the land or sea creatures were all that smart, and once again I’d failed to produce a mortal into which I could place a soul, but the reason I deemed this experiment a success is because…
This was the first time I had create a living species entirely on my own!
That’s gotta count for something, right?
Meanwhile, my little pretties paid me a side benefit – because they had a mean streak by nature, they regularly clashed with the Mylars, Atlanteans, and Amorosi. They also nearly wiped out the witless Hyperboreans. But among all their ‘prey,’ The Brutz were especially fond of the little people.
And while I was a bit disappointed to see that Mu men and their friends always (eventually) defeated my creatures, more often than not they all paid a heavy price in the process — so much so that within a few centuries the Children of Mu started receding into the farther corners of the world so they didn’t have to fight.
This was the trigger for the first of Lyra’s Lamentations in the Scrolls of Lemuria and it marked the beginning of the Mylar’s ‘recession’ from the world abroad. So troubling was this event to their friends, that the Amorosi historians recorded this period as the end of the ‘First Age’ of the world. [Although I laughed that their system of time was so absurdly short, even still I was happy to ceremoniously mark the occasion with them – raising a glass in toast to celebrate the dawn of a new era].
Things happened quickly from there – relatively speaking. Within ten centuries more, I had added to the Mylar’s troubles — and gave Lyra a bunch more reasons to record her lamentations — when I created a species of flying blood sucking creatures by warping the genes of some of the little people I’d captured on my travels around the flat plane that was your world. I was a bit perhaps over aggressive in my genetic experiment here and looking back I have to admit that the result was a bit comical – I’d blended the genes of the mylars with some bats and a few canines and I ended up with a pitiful little reptilian-like dog that had scales all over its body and tiny spikes down its back, along with an amazingly effective pair of leathery wings that somehow allowed it to fly.
You’d probably think my little bat dogs were ugly, but I found them rather beautiful – especially since these little guys were extremely aggressive [Think piranhas of the air and you’ll get the idea]. I called them my Gupz but they’ve been known by other names over the years. [Sadly, not many of my Gupz are left nowadays but a few still exist, I believe you currently call them Chupacabras].
In any case, when the Children of Mu started getting tormented by my Gupz, that pretty much sent those who were still living in the main lands over the edge – the few that were left “in the open” quickly followed the rest of their clan mates into the hidden wilds of the world and that’s about the last time Mylars been seen on Terra.
Oh Mylars still exist, yes even to this day, but I doubt they’d allow themselves to be seen by you, even if you knew where to look – or how to get to where most of them are. Remember how I told you Pan’s children were incredible builders and that they were responsible for the pyramids, giant stone monuments, and other miscellanea you people remained awed by to this day? As it turns out, over the course of a millennia, those little buggers engaged in a massive terraforming operation the likes of which you’ll never believe – building a planet-encircling wall of ice that pretty much cut them off from the rest of the world!
I was so enthralled by their handiwork once I saw them get going that, rather than destroy it, I let them continue their project to see what they had in mind.
In the end the Children of Mu divided the world into two halves – taking the outer ring of the plane-it for themselves and walling everyone else inside their icy barrier.
[You Flat Earthers might be thinking ‘oh this must be Antarctica, right? But you’d be wrong. Don’t worry, you’re on the right track, but you’re just jumping the gun a bit. Hold your horses a bit and I think you’ll be happy soon enough].
As for the ‘security’ of the Mylars wall – while it did serve their purpose to keep the ‘trash’ races of the world away from them, the fact is that their ice barrier wasn’t 100% secure. In fact there were/are many ways inside the wall – if you know where to look. [I doubt you’ll ever find a way inside and I know the current rulers of the planet wouldn’t let you even if you wanted to].
As for me, I didn’t need any tricks to bypass the Mylar’s barrier – as a god, I always had the ability to teleport wherever I wanted to, as did my lumenarc friends. We could have continued to torture Pan’s children if we’d wanted to, but Pan grew rather fond of his offspring and decided to protect them. It wasn’t worth the hassle of dealing with an angry Pan, so for the most part I left the Mylar’s to themselves.
[BTW, a few of the Mu men remained in the mainland – in fact one small clan lives among your kind even to this day. Wanna know where? Here’s a hint: Ireland is a good place to start – they’ll hate me for telling you, but that’s nothing new].
And so the era of The Children of Mu’s reign was completed.
Next up – Atlantis…
The Apocrypha of Azazel 