No one,
and I mean no one, had ever seen the likes of the inscription before. It had
lain undiscovered in a small cave on the north shore until Roman times.
There were those who thought that it was written by the ancients –
whoever they were meant to be. The curious and the deluded, would beat paths to
the cave to declare it a work of gods, or for some – that it was from Atlantis.
It was only in the early 21st century, that a programmer from Tennessee created software intended to break the code. He ran the decipher for almost three years until it had translated the first five of the six lines – it said:
“We were here, we stood here,
We lived here, and we grew here,
But we made a return to the stars,
From whence we came,
Yet we had to leave them behind…”
There were many attempts to suggest what, or who had been left behind. Competitions were run, prizes offered. But still, the cipher ran for another five years; long after the Tennessee man had gone to meet his maker.
Then one cold, grey Tuesday afternoon, as a young intern kept an eye on the software, the final line was revealed….
“..Our beloved pets: the humanoids.”
It was only in the early 21st century, that a programmer from Tennessee created software intended to break the code. He ran the decipher for almost three years until it had translated the first five of the six lines – it said:
“We were here, we stood here,
We lived here, and we grew here,
But we made a return to the stars,
From whence we came,
Yet we had to leave them behind…”
There were many attempts to suggest what, or who had been left behind. Competitions were run, prizes offered. But still, the cipher ran for another five years; long after the Tennessee man had gone to meet his maker.
Then one cold, grey Tuesday afternoon, as a young intern kept an eye on the software, the final line was revealed….
“..Our beloved pets: the humanoids.”
bobby stevenson 2020
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