the Mystery of DIA

Today is the 25th Anniversary of the commemoration of Denver International Airport. It is a day I reflect back upon with fond memories, as I was there, on Day 1, to help open the world's second largest airport. Working for a ground transportation company based in Vail, Colorado, that had a dispatch office at the terminal, it would be a place I would frequent daily as a part of my employment, but also a place that would stir a growing curiosity within me over the past quarter century.

I have sat in front of its strange murals for hours waiting for flights since I first worked there, wondering about their dark symbolism and what was behind it.

The marker pictured was set above a time capsule at the airport's dedication 25 years ago. Its contents were not to be unsealed for one hundred years by decree of the New World Airport Commission, an overseeing body that somehow never existed. On wonders what contents future Denverites will witness when the capsule is opened in 2094.

The airport covers 53 square miles of sprawling, what was virtually empty land. As you approach it by car, you notice two things. The first are the large, rolling hills that surround the airport. But, in fact, they are not hills. The area was fairly flat before the airport was built. The hills are actually mounds that formed when the area was excavated during construction.

Over 110 million cubic yards of earth were removed from the ground (enough to cover 32 city blocks to a depth of one-quarter mile if dumped into a single pile) in order to build the tunnels and the concourses. That amount of earth far exceeds the size of the airport's construction.

Conspiracy theories abound, but the fact remains: all that unearthed dirt had to come from somewhere beneath the airport. Whistleblowers report a bunker the size of a city beneath the airport complex. It was built to be a place of retreat for the elite powers that be at the time of some future planned catastrophic event. Some say the CIA used it for data storage; some say the military is involved; and some say it was destroyed by forces counter to the power elite.

Perhaps we will never know, but something mysterious is hidden there, right out in the open. From the demon blue stallion statue named Blucifer that greets you as you approach the airport - to the dark murals painted within - to the airport's design from above in the shape of a swastika, a clandestine message awaits our description.