I read an article a friend linked to about a place in Arizona, a location where time is altered, the guy claims.
It all began during a two-year adventure into Southern Arizona in search of lost mines and hidden Spanish treasures. High among the rugged terrain bordering Mexico, my brother Chuck and I discovered a location where time itself is altered. This natural freak of nature lies deep within a region seldom visited by modern man.
The reason I’m bringing this tale to light after all this time is because something in the works might effect this interesting place. Tucson Electric Power Company plans on building a 345,000-watt high-voltage transmission line from Tucson to Nogales. The line could come quite close to this site.
When this line becomes active, what, if anything, will this enormous voltage do to this delicate location? Enhance the natural energy already lurking within it, or nothing? Only time will tell.
I don’t know if you’re seeing yet, but . . . Yes, it’s giving me ideas for another story. One that, quite nicely, to tell the truth, already fits in with an existing universe. Oh, the convenience of it all. :p
Chuck and I were relaxing at camp one evening. Towards the south, the craggy peaks of the Tumacacori Mountains were silhouetted against the darkening sky.
Our attention was directed toward two large balls of blue-green lights slowly descending behind the mountains several miles away. They were not flares, as no sound of aircraft broke the silence of the night. Both vanished within minutes.
The following night at precisely the same time, 8:05 p.m., the lights appeared once again near the identical location. These also disappeared behind the peaks.
After describing the odd lights we had seen, he smiled, saying he and others have spotted them since 1939 in the same location. Over the months, we saw them several more times.
Well, this isn’t even getting to the good stuff, yet. It’s just setting it up.
John told us about a mysterious stone archway. Roy told him we came across such a formation south of camp. John’s first words were, "Did you walk through its opening?"
Walt answered, "No. We noticed it while descending a slope, but paid little attention to the oddity."
John told us around the 1800s, three Indians were hunting and upon returning to their village, discovered a stone archway. Being in a jubilant mood, they began chasing one another through the opening in a playful manner.
Moments later, one jumped through but never emerged from the opposite side. Fearing they had entered some sacred ground of the gods, the remaining two fled the scene. Arriving at the village, they told the medicine man how their friend had vanished before their eyes.
As the story spread, others journeyed to the high plateau to gaze upon the stone structure. Rocks and other items were tossed through, but nothing occurred–until an elderly woman approached. Tossing in a live rabbit, it suddenly vanished. The Indians backed off in fear and spread the story of this "Doorway to the Gods," as it came to be known.
Hmm. Yep, could fit in very nicely.
John himself has been to the site on many occasions. The only time he witnessed anything strange was around 1948. A big storm had blown in, and the sky was filled with dark clouds in all directions. As he rode past the archway, he noticed the sky through its opening was blue–no clouds were visible. Dismounting, he walked cautiously toward the formation and peered through. The mountains on the other side hadn’t changed, but the sky was clear. Looking around the corner of the structure, the sky was once again covered with dark clouds. Fear gripped him and he rode off.
This mysterious area is covered with windswept rock formations that dot the landscape. Searching further, we discovered an enormous deposit of geodes. The ground was littered with them. Some had broken open, revealing their crystal-lined interiors.
As we approached the archway, the structure took on a menacing appearance. It stood beside a rocky slope, and was perhaps 7 feet high by 5 feet in width. Its columns measured approximately 15 inches in diameter and were made of andesite.
Chuck jokingly tossed several rocks through, but nothing happened.
(Before continuing, I’d like to set forth a theory told to us by a party well-versed in the field of the strange and paranormal: Perhaps an enormous deposit of geodes beneath the surface might be effecting time in some mysterious manner. When all the natural elements –the vibration of the crystals, the electricity in the atmosphere and the magnetic fields in the earth–come together at the precise moment, laws of nature are turned topsy-turvy, and things occur beyond our understanding. It could be like dropping a stone into a pool of calm water–the archway being the stone and the waves expanding outward could be the natural forces. These might reach anywhere from several yards to a mile. Depending upon the activation, everything within this radiating circle could be thrown into a different period of time. When it fades, things return to normal.)
It seemed each time we visited this twilight zone, we’d discover another geological oddity, and this time was no different. While descending the hill, I found an outcropping of thunder eggs–a cryo-crystalline variety of quartz found in egg-shaped nodules. We had searched this area before, and I couldn’t understand how we missed seeing them. After gathering several, I continued on.
Bill discovered a hollow geode large enough to sit in. It’s odd we didn’t find this large geode while exploring, as I’ve been there perhaps 10 times.
Like I’ve mentioned, it’s a real odd place. You see something one time and it’s gone the next. Could these large geodes be the main source that activates the natural energy within the area, or just more wild unfounded speculation?
There’s a lot of conjecture in the story, but no solid facts. Interesting stories, though. Are they real? I have no idea. Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction.
But with ideas like this, even fiction can be interesting. 🙂