The Maya of the Mayab knows that before them, long before them, other men populated their land and made it beautiful and powerful.

They were holy men, full of wisdom. Each of them had known the Yuumstilo'ob. They did not come from any of the land or sea directions. Here they went, because here was made by the One whose name is said sighing. They were beautiful and brave men and they gave love and mercy. Lord Zamná, the Father of all, was among them; his hand, the worker of the wonders of the world, rose high to lead and command them. And he cured them of the ills of their body, and gave them heat from the sun to ignite their spirits, which were thus always in the clear sky. They made the high and shining temples where men near and far come to worship the one who has no name and is above. They erected the great white houses in which the Masters taught Wisdom. They built with holy stones the Ancient Cities where the gods lived with men. They made ltzmal, Muútul, T'-ho and Chichen-ltzá, and around them three hundred and seven cities.

Yaax-chilam and Palenke were named those in which the powerful sages of the South dwelt. Uxmal, the one that was made, but was not seen, was the city of the spirits that live in the air and on the earth.

One day, this great city of Uxmal rose visible to the eyes of men and was wonderful and superb; but from that day the times of the Mayab changed. And this is counted when it is convenient.

The first city of all the cities was ltzmal, that of the temples in which there were no gods carved out of gold, wood, stone, or clay, because in those days the hearts of men were clean of iniquity, and they saw the gods within themselves and around them, and they did not need to represent them with images.

The last of the cities was Maní. .. Mani! iMani. ..! The Indian cries when he says this name, which means that everything happened.

How Maní was and how it had to end is a sad relationship that is only told when it is necessary. He who knows the Mayab and has wept his tears knows how it was.

Those wise men of ancient times, who were pure and sweet to Him who is lovingly everywhere, wrote all the truths in great books, which were the lives of those who possessed them and of all who were near. When men no longer deserved to own the Books of their fathers, nor was there anyone who knew how to read, the Books disappeared and it is not known where they are. But the Truths have not disappeared and are in the bosom of those who have known how to be pure yet.

Sometimes you, stranger, will hear an old man saying simple things that you do not understand and beautiful things that will make you feel crazy or crazy. That old man is in the Mayab a just man and an ancient soul he has, who is speaking of Truth. Therefore, stranger, when you are in the Mayab, pay attention to the elderly and children. These are the ones that are out of the pollution. In them the spirit of our parents lives again, who heard the gods speak and contemplated them among themselves.

The Mayab has had two lives. The one that was before Mani and the one that is after Mani. He who knows the Mayab understands this. The roof of the earth is blue, so that the eyes that rise high rest on it.

Four giants, one at each wind, support the sky with their great arms. These are the bacabes, which you hear them name. One is painted white and it is the North one, whose server is the strong wind that encourages warriors in battles and transports things above. Its sign is a spear. Another one is red in color, and it is from the East, which sends the perfumed wind that gives life and attracts great good rains and makes the seeds bloom in the belly of the earth and ignites love in lovers. Its sign is the sunflower. Another is that of the South, which is yellow as the color of good and has with it the wind that the gods send to soften the forces of the world and lift prayer in the spirit and in the mouth of man. Its sign is the scented smoky cauldron. The fourth Bacab, it is bad and black and governs the sharp west wind, which brings night and sickness. Its sign is the owl. The four bacabes dispute among themselves for the government the days that are left in every four years. And according to the one who commands, so the days are bad and of death and drought, or they are good and of life and abundance.

This was said before in the Mayab and it is something that must be understood. The red man achieved many assets when he lived on land that no longer exists. He owned to command all the forces that are seen and those that do not see. The four worlds within this world obeyed him and he was King of water and air, fire and earth. It was given great flavor and power, which he later lost.

And he lost it because he turned away from the light, that it was full above, to go down inside his body of deafened and deafened mud and straw, which asked for everything for him. When the man descended inside his body, the light that the Sun had lit in his soul was gradually extinguished.

His wisdom was stunned in the dark and his knowledge was twisted in the shadow. And took the path on the left. This is how the punishment of water is represented, which is the end of the last age of time from before and the beginning of the first age of time from now, in this world. Voice of parents to children comes from knowledge and says: that in the land of the red men, which was great and amazing, iniquity could no longer fit, which was great and moved under intelligence. And at that time there lived an old man, named Giagia, with his two children, one named Giayalael and the other Halal.

Old Giaia went up one day with his son Giayalael to the top of a hill, to see his field that he thought would split equally between his two sons, so that there would be no quarrel after his death. Giaia was a fair man. When he was with his son at the top of the mountain, he showed him the field and said: "Of all this, half will be for you." Giayalael was tainted with the evil of his time and was indolent and greedy, and burned with ambition. And when he heard what old Giaia said, he thought that the whole field should be his alone, and he threw himself on his father and killed him. The mountain was stained with the blood of the good man. Giyalael was afraid and hid his father's bones inside a large head, and it was hidden at the top of the hill. And he went down to the valley and looked for his brother and told him that old Giaia had fallen into a cave. He took the entire field to himself and put his brother to work on it. When a year had passed, Gialael took his brother up the hill to see his father's bones. He took the pumpkin he had locked them in, and Hala! he wanted it for himself and took it from him. Then the pumpkin fell from the children's hands and hit the ground and fell to pieces. And it was full of water, which began to run from the top of the hill over the valleys and fields. First it was a small lake and then a river and then many rivers, and then a great sea that swallowed up the land of the red men with all its cities and wonders. he wanted it for himself and took it from him. Then the pumpkin fell from the children's hands and hit the ground and fell to pieces. And it was full of water, which began to run from the top of the hill over the valleys and fields. First it was a small lake and then a river and then many rivers, and then a great sea that swallowed up the land of the red men with all its cities and wonders. he wanted it for himself and took it from him. Then the pumpkin fell from the children's hands and hit the ground and fell to pieces. And it was full of water, which began to run from the top of the hill over the valleys and fields. First it was a small lake and then a river and then many rivers, and then a great sea that swallowed up the land of the red men with all its cities and wonders.

Here it is said that the red man perished because he was made of clay and was destroyed by water.

And this happened in the place named Haiti, whose name means: "the water that came to him."

Then the very great and famous Tol-lán, which had seven solid gold doors, sank under the might of the waters. Thus one thousand three hundred and more cities of that empire sank with it, of which not even the memory remained.

Behold, the Mayab already existed; but the Mayab was good and was forgiven. The righteous men lived there, they were few. That's why they said the high land where our Mayab parents were born, which means: "there were not many." Because they were reserved by the will of above. Everything sank under punishment except the Mayab. The waters reached him and stopped. New lands rose next to him. The Mayab remained as it was and the pure men of that time remained alive on its land. The light and happy deer ran along its wide plains, and in the sun the golden-feathered pheasant shone.

They were already the holy cities of ltzmal and Chichénltzá, and others that were daughters of these. They were not given to evil, and were still saved. Then their time came, when the times of the Mayab changed.

Other red men from the great land who suffered punishment could be saved, because they were worthy, and they took refuge in the new lands, and others fled to other worlds, taking their wisdom. They went up and down from one part to another and some came to the Mayab and found their brothers and recognized them. From then on it was the arrival of people and nations from outside these places, some for good and others for evil. When the Mayab was greater by its light, it taught many other lands. But what happened in the great world passed over him, and he fell into punishment. So it was written in the dark.

Let's say now, singing, the great things that were. 'Listen, son of the Mayab, and listen to you, foreigner, if you want to know.

Lord Zamná, who was a reflection of the light from Above, came one day and raised the blood and spirit of the first men who walked and spoke on this earth, but they did not know. Elles taught. He taught them the name of all things that they did not know and taught them to know Him who cannot be named. He marked all the land, measured it and gave it to his own who were his children, so that they could have it for themselves, as a holy land. The waters of the great punishment, which ate the earth, did not go beyond the marks that Lord Zamná had put. So the Mayab remained, for him to live life. Lord Zamná took his own with him and went with them walking and teaching, and pointing the ways and the seat of the cities.

Thus it is said that the holy city of ltzmal was made, in the great days of the red men, by our very old parents, who were the ltzaes, which means: holy men. We will know and understand what was written in the books and on the stones of the time that passed.