08 - Houston - Shhh! The Secret Podcast

Fortress north Cold as glass
Friendship south
Take your task
To the number Nine eight two
Through the wood
No lion fears
In the sky the water veers
Small of scale
Step across
Perspective should not be lost
In the center of four alike
Small, split,
Three winged and slight
What we take to be
Our strongest tower of delight
Falls gently
In December night
Looking back from treasure ground
There’s the spout! A whistle sounds.

At the place where jewels abound
Fifteen rows down to the ground
In the middle of twenty-one
From end to end
Only three stand watch
As the sound of friends
Fills the afternoon hours
Here is a sovereign people
Who build palaces to shelter
Their heads for a night!
Gnomes admire
Fays delight
The namesakes meeting
Near this site.

If Thucydides is
North of Xenophon
Take five steps
In the area of his direction
A green tower of lights
In the middle section
Near those
Who pass the coliseum
With metal walls
Face the water
Your back to the stairs
Feel at home
All the letters
Are here to see
Eighteenth day
Twelfth hour
Lit by lamplight
In truth, be free.
Beneath two countries
As the road curves
In a rectangular plot
Beneath the tenth stone
From right to left
Beneath the ninth row from the top
Of the wall including small bricks
Seven steps up you can hop
From the bottom level
Socrates, Pindar, Apelles
Free speech, couplet, birch
To find casques destination
Seek the columns
For the search.
Two twenty two
You’ll see an arc of lights
Weight and roots extended
Together saved the site
Of granite walls
Wind swept halls
Citadel in the night
A wingless bird ascended
Born of ancient dreams of flight
Beneath the only standing member
Of a forest
To the south
White stone closest
At twelve paces
From the west side
Get permission To dig out.
Of all the romance retold
Men of tales and tunes
Cruel and bold
Seen here
By eyes of old
Stand and listen to the birds
Hear the cool, clear song of water
Harken to the words:
Freedom at the birth of a century
Or May 1913
Edwin and Edwina named after him
Or on the eighth a scene
Where law defended
Between two arms extended
Below the bar that binds
Beside the long palm’s shadow
Embedded in the sand
Waits the Fair remuneration
White house close at hand.
At stone wall’s door
The air smells sweet
Not far away
High posts are three
Education and Justice
For all to see
Sounds from the sky
Near ace is high
Running north, but first across
In jewel’s direction
Is an object
Of Twain’s attention
Giant pole
Giant step
To the place
The casque is kept.
View the three stories of Mitchell
As you walk the beating of the world
At a distance in time
From three who lived there
At a distance in space
From woman, with harpsichord
Silently playing
Step on nature
Cast in copper
Ascend the 92 steps
After climbing the grand 200
Pass the compass and reach
The foot of the culvert
Below the bridge
Walk 100 paces
Southeast over rock and soil
To the first young birch
Pass three, staying west
You’ll see a letter from the country
Of wonderstone’s hearth
On a proud, tall fifth
At its southern foot
The treasure waits.
The first chapter
Written in water
Near men
With wind rose
Behind bending branches
And a green picket fence
At the base of a tall tree
You can still hear the honking
Shell, limestone, silver, salt
Stars move by day
Sails pass by night
Even in darkness
Like moonlight in teardrops
Over the tall grass
Years pass, rain falls.
In the shadow
Of the grey giant
Find the arm that
Extends over the slender path
In summer
You’ll often hear a whirring sound
Cars abound
Although the sign
Nearby Speaks of Indies native
The natives still speak
Of him of Hard word in 3 Vols.
Take twice as many east steps as the hour
Or more
From the middle of one branch Of the v
Look down
And see simple roots
In rhapsodic mans soil
Or gaze north
Toward the isle of B.
Pass two friends of octave
In December
Ride the man of oz
To the land near the window
There’s a road that leads to
Dark forest
Where white is in color
With two maps
After circle and square
In July and August
A path beckons
To mica and driftwood
Under that
Which may be last touched
Or first seen standing
Look north at the wing
And dig
To achieve
By dauntless and inconquerable
Your goal.
Where M and B are set in stone
And to Congress, R is known
L sits and left
Beyond his shoulder
Is the Fair Folks’
Treasure holder
The end of ten by thirteen Is your clue
Fence and fixture
Central too
For finding jewel casque
Seek the sounds
Of rumble
Brush and music



    I have cracked the code but need help retrieving the treasure……can anyone be of assistance ?

    • Roxana

      Hey, we’re in the area. Can we help?

    • Will Aldridge

      I have cracked it too. How can I reach you

    • Sean

      So what happened? Have you all found it?

  2. gmantexas

    I’m within driving distance of Houston.

  3. Jackie G

    Listening to the Houston podcast; Byron Priess was pissed. Pissed because no one read the fucking book. It has been thirty years and no one bothers to read the book. You telling everyone fuck the story in the book it has nothing to do with the hunt.
    He wrote the book to teach about people, events and movements that made America. The Presidents, democracy, explorers, Native Americans, the abolitionists, the suffragists, writers, the wars, but Fuck that; do bather to figure out the puzzle.
    Get a shovel and dig up a zoo because there is a camel in the picture. By the way, the camel is a reference to the United States Camel Corps of Arizona
    He was pissed
    Hell! I am pissed at you.
    Telling people to get a shovel and start digging!
    You are not even in the right state!
    I can’t listen to any more of your podcast

    • James D Morrow

      Jackie G
      You have at least one hunter in agreement, I believe Byron was so tired of being harassed he simply told that individual what they wanted to hear to cease the harassment and also agree with the contest connection to discovery/exploration/settlement of North America. I have reviewed the so called coordinate theory and from its beginnings it had major issues/failings in several instances, several pairings and locations are incorrect but no one wants to admit any of it, the majority don’t even want to put a casque in Canada even though he stated clearly in many news print articles that he went there. That is enough in itself to show the close minded approach being used.

    • JC


      1) The Camel Corps was in Texas briefly too. It was not just in Arizona. A little research goes a long way.
      2) You yourself committed a huge error and ignored a chunk the book. Preiss wrote this about the ruby: “The Ruby out of Araby:
      Scarlet of desert sky at dawn.” Houston has a very large population of Iranian immigrants (Iran used to be Persia). The Camel could very well be a reference to James Joyce’s short story “Araby” and thus a literary allusion to the fact that Houston has a significant Persian, and Arabian immigrant population. So, you bitching about others not reading the whole book, then ignoring part of the book yourself comes off either as completely ignorant, or at least intellectually dishonest. Again, a little research goes a long way.

  4. Kirby

    Also in houston, also i believe I’m close to approximate location, but I do not know who with the cirt to speak to about permission to probe and possibly dig. Willing to join up with any other groups to divide and conquer


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