"Time, will tell." f

[jan_v60]

It was obviously some kind of hint/clue.

What do you think he meant?

Where does the quote « Time will tell » come from? In which context?

[jan_v60]

I asked to ChatGpt:
When dit forrest fenn give a quote « time will tell »

The answer:

I apologize for the confusion earlier. To the best of my knowledge, Forrest Fenn did not specifically use the quote "time will tell". However, he did use a similar quote in his book "The Thrill of the Chase", where he wrote "In time, all things work to your advantage if you're patient enough". This quote suggests that with patience and the passage of time, things will eventually work out for the best.

Mr Eyes Unless you have a better answer?

[Spallies]

I asked to ChatGpt:
When dit forrest fenn give a quote « time will tell »

The answer:

I apologize for the confusion earlier. To the best of my knowledge, Forrest Fenn did not specifically use the quote "time will tell". However, he did use a similar quote in his book "The Thrill of the Chase", where he wrote "In time, all things work to your advantage if you're patient enough". This quote suggests that with patience and the passage of time, things will eventually work out for the best.

Mr Eyes Unless you have a better answer?

Didn't he say something like... "Eventually it will come out."... to a searcher???

[JHSharp]

It’s about time!

[jan_v60]

Didn't he say something like... "Eventually it will come out."... to a searcher???

He said « Eventually the truth will come out » but that sounds like a nothingburger.

[jan_v60]

In “my war for me” he pronounced other phrases that deal with “time”. But in general the message was something like “Some things need their own timing”.
He wrote, TTOTC p.75:
« Some stories must move at their own pace and in their own time. This is one of them. »

[Space Hopper]

I asked to ChatGpt:
When dit forrest fenn give a quote « time will tell »

The answer:

I apologize for the confusion earlier. To the best of my knowledge, Forrest Fenn did not specifically use the quote "time will tell". However, he did use a similar quote in his book "The Thrill of the Chase", where he wrote "In time, all things work to your advantage if you're patient enough". This quote suggests that with patience and the passage of time, things will eventually work out for the best.

Mr Eyes Unless you have a better answer?

The Eyes don't got no answers, just questions...

[Suzy]

Hey Fish,
Geeze. Those quotes.....for me they make perfect sense. (And they are good Fish). You put a question mark at the end. I could try to explain my answers to these "data points" of hints and clues that you mention.....but the answers would not be accepted by anyone in this community, as the right answers are reliant on the correct locality. IMO, that is determined by answering and accepting the answer to the question, "Who is Brown?" Since nobody can agree on an answer in here....how would providing answers to these "data points" help anyone? I mean, its like putting the cart in front of the horse. Locality is not banality....it is of the most importance. Canasta anyone? Cheers.

Mr. Yeti, you and your putting the cart before the horse expression, lol. You know, if the poor thing is lying dead on the ground, it really doesn't matter if you put that dag-blamed horse first, or not. To tell you the truth, I think we all rode him so hard, he just out and outright died of exhaustion. I mean really, either that or he's practicing areal somersaults because he wants to run off and join some traveling circus performers. Don't ask me, I can't explain the reason!

[Meander]

Thunder. Enter the three Witches.]


FIRST WITCH.
Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd.


SECOND WITCH.
Thrice; and once the hedge-pig whin'd.


THIRD WITCH.
Harpier cries:--"tis time, 'tis time.


FIRST WITCH.
Round about the caldron go;
In the poison'd entrails throw.--
Toad, that under cold stone,
Days and nights has thirty-one
Swelter'd venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' the charmed pot!


ALL.
Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire, burn; and caldron, bubble.


SECOND WITCH.
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the caldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg, and howlet's wing,--
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.


ALL.
Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire, burn; and caldron, bubble.


THIRD WITCH.
Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witch's mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Sliver'd in the moon's eclipse,
Nose of Turk, and Tartar's lips,
Finger of birth-strangl'd babe
Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,--
Make the gruel thick and slab:
Add thereto a tiger's chaudron,
For the ingredients of our caldron.


ALL.
Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire, burn; and caldron, bubble.


SECOND WITCH.
Cool it with a baboon's blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.


[Enter Hecate.]


HECATE.
O, well done! I commend your pains;
And everyone shall share i' the gains.
And now about the cauldron sing,
Like elves and fairies in a ring,
Enchanting all that you put in.

[trueyeti]

Mr. Yeti, you and your putting the cart before the horse expression, lol. You know, if the poor thing is lying dead on the ground, it really doesn't matter if you put that dag-blamed horse first, or not. To tell you the truth, I think we all rode him so hard, he just out and outright died of exhaustion. I mean really, either that or he's practicing areal somersaults because he wants to run off and join some traveling circus performers. Don't ask me, I can't explain the reason!

Hey Suzy,
You don't need a horse...you have jet engines to fly you where you need to go. From JAWS, "What's the point. Hook and lines?" what's the point?" My point is, (now back to JAWS), "You're gonna need a bigger boat."

That "boat"......is "Brown" and that is the point.....people worrying about rainbows and ciphers and the clocks are worrying about "Hooks and lines". Rainbows....smaimebows.....the question is "Who is Brown?" That's the boat.....and not the "hooks and lines." Gotta have a boat (Brown), like I gotta have more cowbell....around the neck of a fawn colored animal that gives milk. (Named Bessie).

You want to know something? IMO, Forrest tricked the heck out of the world. In his chapter "Bessie and Me" he described her color as "fawn-colored animal," however, had he written instead that Bessie was a "brown-colored animal," then the entire trajectory of the current state of the chase.....would be derailed. (Rainbows?) Ever heard the expression, "How now brown cow?" The color fawn....is a shade of brown. Fawn=Brown. Brown=brown. Fawn=brown. But that's Forrest for you, a trickster magician. It's like saying Wyoming and meaning New Mexico. That's his mode of Standard Operating Procedures (tricks/smoke/mirror/magician). He does that, that's what he does. Salesmanship combined with tricks, Forrest could have sold plastic ice to an Eskimo.... Ocean front property in Arizona much? Been there, done that....I have fallen for a lot of tricks. Wolf of Wallstreet: "Sell me this pen."

He sold art forgeries....gleefully....Someone once said, "there's one born every minute." Sure, I'm selling you my pen, but that is what we all do now isn't it? "Brush your teeth, and go to bed," is something that every mom and dad sells.....to their children. Gawww.......

Remember me asking you, if you asked me for a stick of bubble gum, and you were expecting to be able to blow bubbles, but I gave you a stick of Dentine and not Bubble gum, how let down you might be? Well, fawn and brown (and Brown), are like Dentine and Bubblicious. Who knows....if I had given you the Bubblicious and not Dentine....the trajectory of your entire day might have changed.....Think about it, you could have been sitting in a boat named Brown (not fawn, because they are the same thing after all), chewing Bubblicious, all day long....while doing inventory on all of Forrest's loot in that chest.

Ah well, I suppose old horses do die, but that's okay. So do we. Fly, fly, fly, Clarice. Fly, fly, fly. hehehe (Silence of the Lambs). Fly with those jet engines (Gamera, The Giant Monster)....Cheers

[Walker]

Thunder. Enter the three Witches.]


FIRST WITCH.
Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd.


SECOND WITCH.
Thrice; and once the hedge-pig whin'd.


THIRD WITCH.
Harpier cries:--"tis time, 'tis time.


FIRST WITCH.
Round about the caldron go;
In the poison'd entrails throw.--
Toad, that under cold stone,
Days and nights has thirty-one
Swelter'd venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' the charmed pot!


ALL.
Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire, burn; and caldron, bubble.


SECOND WITCH.
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the caldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg, and howlet's wing,--
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.


ALL.
Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire, burn; and caldron, bubble.


THIRD WITCH.
Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witch's mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Sliver'd in the moon's eclipse,
Nose of Turk, and Tartar's lips,
Finger of birth-strangl'd babe
Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,--
Make the gruel thick and slab:
Add thereto a tiger's chaudron,
For the ingredients of our caldron.


ALL.
Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire, burn; and caldron, bubble.


SECOND WITCH.
Cool it with a baboon's blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.


[Enter Hecate.]


HECATE.
O, well done! I commend your pains;
And everyone shall share i' the gains.
And now about the cauldron sing,
Like elves and fairies in a ring,
Enchanting all that you put in.

"By the pricking of my thumbs,
something wicked this way comes."

Not really, just daydreaming.

[Suzy]

Hey Suzy,
You don't need a horse...you have jet engines to fly you where you need to go. From JAWS, "What's the point. Hook and lines?" what's the point?" My point is, (now back to JAWS), "You're gonna need a bigger boat."

That "boat"......is "Brown" and that is the point.....people worrying about rainbows and ciphers and the clocks are worrying about "Hooks and lines". Rainbows....smaimebows.....the question is "Who is Brown?" That's the boat.....and not the "hooks and lines." Gotta have a boat (Brown), like I gotta have more cowbell....around the neck of a fawn colored animal that gives milk. (Named Bessie).

You want to know something? IMO, Forrest tricked the heck out of the world. In his chapter "Bessie and Me" he described her color as "fawn-colored animal," however, had he written instead that Bessie was a "brown-colored animal," then the entire trajectory of the current state of the chase.....would be derailed. (Rainbows?) Ever heard the expression, "How now brown cow?" The color fawn....is a shade of brown. Fawn=Brown. Brown=brown. Fawn=brown. But that's Forrest for you, a trickster magician. It's like saying Wyoming and meaning New Mexico. That's his mode of Standard Operating Procedures (tricks/smoke/mirror/magician). He does that, that's what he does. Salesmanship combined with tricks, Forrest could have sold plastic ice to an Eskimo.... Ocean front property in Arizona much? Been there, done that....I have fallen for a lot of tricks. Wolf of Wallstreet: "Sell me this pen."

He sold art forgeries....gleefully....Someone once said, "there's one born every minute." Sure, I'm selling you my pen, but that is what we all do now isn't it? "Brush your teeth, and go to bed," is something that every mom and dad sells.....to their children. Gawww.......

Remember me asking you, if you asked me for a stick of bubble gum, and you were expecting to be able to blow bubbles, but I gave you a stick of Dentine and not Bubble gum, how let down you might be? Well, fawn and brown (and Brown), are like Dentine and Bubblicious. Who knows....if I had given you the Bubblicious and not Dentine....the trajectory of your entire day might have changed.....Think about it, you could have been sitting in a boat named Brown (not fawn, because they are the same thing after all), chewing Bubblicious, all day long....while doing inventory on all of Forrest's loot in that chest.

Ah well, I suppose old horses do die, but that's okay. So do we. Fly, fly, fly, Clarice. Fly, fly, fly. hehehe (Silence of the Lambs). Fly with those jet engines (Gamera, The Giant Monster)....Cheers

Mr. Yeti, we seem to be on contrasting wavelengths and talking a different language. Jumping in a boat to go fly fishing is fine, but if we’re throwing out multiple lines, them lines are eventually gonna cross. And if they cross, and it's useless to go fishing, then what’s the sense of fishing at all? Is it just to just lead us to the HOB? Perhaps the gold isn’t the gold at all, but a cow pie plastered in our face as we hit the ground running and trip over a barb wire fence. Hey, who knows. Maybe that cow pie is as good as a brown paper sack lunch with a sardine sandwich. But honestly, if the Home of Brown were part of the poem’s continual solution, then Cody, Wyoming could be the solve . . . but only if a person did a 180 at the last off ramp. Maybe this is why Forrest hesitated when asked if the poem reversed back on itself, in that he didn’t want to admit that it changed directions. The other thing to consider is, whether a hard knot is a general area, or a very specific target. Forrest talked about the treasure location in great detail, but finding an exact target is impossible unless he mentioned it directly. The same applies to the HOB. Sure we might be inclined to look beneath the HOB, but, like the rest of the puzzle, this cannot reveal the specific solve area as it is only a generalized heading. But what can I say. Here again, we’re tripping over barbed wire fences, when we need a correct solve. On a positive note, if we’re gonna trip over barbed wire, we might as well ask Santa for a kiss on his scratchy beard come Christmas. If we’re not entitled to an expensive Dragon Coat Bracelet, the least he could do is plaster a big one on us for all our Chase troubles. On a further note down that rabbit hole of life, if you’re ever handing out plane tickets to Cody, I’ll take Two . . . and a Fox Sable also. Hey, I figure it like this. If you’re gonna try to impress a girl, you might as well hit her where it counts, smack dab in the left eye. Goodness to Bessie, I forgot to tell you. My right eye is covered with a patch and I can only use my left. Thank God, I can still see plain with that one. Yep, you guessed it. I'm throwing away them gold eagle coins and flying by the seat of my pants again. That brown slide launched me into the air at the last moment, and now I'm just horsing around.

[Suzy]

Thunder. Enter the three Witches.]


FIRST WITCH.
Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd.


SECOND WITCH.
Thrice; and once the hedge-pig whin'd.


THIRD WITCH.
Harpier cries:--"tis time, 'tis time.


FIRST WITCH.
Round about the caldron go;
In the poison'd entrails throw.--
Toad, that under cold stone,
Days and nights has thirty-one
Swelter'd venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' the charmed pot!


ALL.
Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire, burn; and caldron, bubble.


SECOND WITCH.
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the caldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg, and howlet's wing,--
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.


ALL.
Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire, burn; and caldron, bubble.


THIRD WITCH.
Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witch's mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Sliver'd in the moon's eclipse,
Nose of Turk, and Tartar's lips,
Finger of birth-strangl'd babe
Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,--
Make the gruel thick and slab:
Add thereto a tiger's chaudron,
For the ingredients of our caldron.


ALL.
Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire, burn; and caldron, bubble.


SECOND WITCH.
Cool it with a baboon's blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.


[Enter Hecate.]


HECATE.
O, well done! I commend your pains;
And everyone shall share i' the gains.
And now about the cauldron sing,
Like elves and fairies in a ring,
Enchanting all that you put in.

[jan_v60]

trueyeti
Probably I am creating a useless response by posting this, but I take the risk.
You said: That "boat"......is "Brown" and that is the point.....people worrying about rainbows and ciphers and the clocks are worrying about "Hooks and lines". Rainbows....smaimebows.....the question is "Who is Brown?" That's the boat.....and not the "hooks and lines." Gotta have a boat (Brown), like I gotta have more cowbell....around the neck of a fawn colored animal that gives milk. (Named Bessie).

You have your very “your” home of Brown. Many searchers have another home of Brown. But what was Forrest Fenn’s undeniable home of Brown?
The most 100% undeniable “home of Brown” are those words themselves in the poem. What can we do with those words? Forrest explained it in the poem. You should put in below “the home of Brown”…..Do make an underscore of those words in the poem and draw this line further to the right to put in into the map and performing a marriage between the poem and the map. You will see to which area this leads you.

[trueyeti]

Mr. Yeti, we seem to be on contrasting wavelengths and talking a different language. Jumping in a boat to go fly fishing is fine, but if we’re throwing out multiple lines, them lines are eventually gonna cross. And if they cross, and it's useless to go fishing, then what’s the sense of fishing at all? Is it just to just lead us to the HOB? Perhaps the gold isn’t the gold at all, but a cow pie plastered in our face as we hit the ground running and trip over a barb wire fence. Hey, who knows. Maybe that cow pie is as good as a brown paper sack lunch with a sardine sandwich. But honestly, if the Home of Brown were part of the poem’s continual solution, then Cody, Wyoming could be the solve . . . but only if a person did a 180 at the last off ramp. Maybe this is why Forrest hesitated when asked if the poem reversed back on itself, in that he didn’t want to admit that it changed directions. The other thing to consider is, whether a hard knot is a general area, or a very specific target. Forrest talked about the treasure location in great detail, but finding an exact target is impossible unless he mentioned it directly. The same applies to the HOB. Sure we might be inclined to look beneath the HOB, but, like the rest of the puzzle, this cannot reveal the specific solve area as it is only a generalized heading. But what can I say. Here again, we’re tripping over barbed wire fences, when we need a correct solve. On a positive note, if we’re gonna trip over barbed wire, we might as well ask Santa for a kiss on his scratchy beard come Christmas. If we’re not entitled to an expensive Dragon Coat Bracelet, the least he could do is plaster a big one on us for all our Chase troubles. On a further note down that rabbit hole of life, if you’re ever handing out plane tickets to Cody, I’ll take Two . . . and a Fox Sable also. Hey, I figure it like this. If you’re gonna try to impress a girl, you might as well hit her where it counts, smack dab in the left eye. Goodness to Bessie, I forgot to tell you. My right eye is covered with a patch and I can only use my left. Thank God, I can still see plain with that one. Yep, you guessed it. I'm throwing away them gold eagle coins and flying by the seat of my pants again. That brown slide launched me into the air at the last moment, and now I'm just horsing around.

Hey Suzy, Geeze….
IMO, "Fishing" is like the "bear." That pic that shows a bear in the water in the lake behind Forrest…..what is the meaning? Could it mean, “bear of the water,” or “bear water,” or “bare of water?” Lines cross? Could that mean New Mexico’s state flag with the Zia symbol? There are 4 lines on each of the 4 corners…of the circle. Trace them through the circle, and all the lines cross. Gawww. Take the circle away and you get a cross. Gawww. Fishing and water? Try no fish and no water. Gawww. Oh no, it can’t mean that Forrest talked in circles….down is up, left is right, day is night, black is white. It is all enough to make you go cross-eyed despite having an eye patch. Yeah…the wires in the brain get crossed-up too….I suppose. But why go fishing at all with your eyes and brain-wires all crossed-up?

“Who is Brown?” is the question whose answer leads you “straight to the treasure chest.” Get it? Cody….show us how Cody has an explanation for Richard, Byron, bracelet, Navajo, Brown, the breaking pots, the dragon, “If she drinks all that beer, I’m gonna dial 911?” Oh please, won’t you show us how the Dragon figures into that locality? Gawww.

Ironically, and funnily too, Bisti abounds with piles of horse-pies because of all the wild horses roaming around. But nobody knows that if they are roaming in Cody. I’ll take a picture of a Bisti horse-pie to show you the next time we meet at the Pink Adobe….I promise…

Poor Suzy, don’t get that the “home of Brown” is the critical element of the poem’s solution….I can’t help you turtle….Fly, fly, fly, Clarice, fly, fly, fly. (Gamera).

Regarding the “reversed” part of your comment:
Is it such a stretch to interpret that “Just take the chest and go in peace” simply means “go across?” (Change of direction). At the end of the Catholic Mass the priest says, “The mass has ended, go in peace,” and everyone in the congregation…makes the sign of the cross…..across their “chest.” Gawww….Riddle Solving 101….chapter….“subterfuge.” IMO…there are many “specific targets” within the area BOTG that the poem leads you to. BOTG…one discovers additional clues/hints/meanings too. But nobody is listening, I can’t discuss those things right now because there is no acknowledgement from fellow searchers (psychology reasons), that Bisti is the “home of Brown”….or wants to know the story behind the story…because they are stuck in another state, locality, or “Cody.” You might say that they are “Living in Their Own Private Idaho.” (Song by the B-52’s band). The “hard knots/specific targets” in the area can’t be approached in here, because my fellow searchers are tied in “hard knots.” The specific target….is Brown. I have mentioned that Brown gets you to Bisti, and within that locality….there are other “Browns” that serve as well. But you can’t have that understanding with those who are “tied up in tight knots.” I’ve read the comments, “will we ever have a winning solve?” That claim is a question that reveals the psychological dilemma that this community is in. They can’t let go of paradigms and accept facts that say otherwise. Paradigm shift. Gawww. Proof is the magnifying glass that reveals the, “there, that, and then….of the where, what, and when….of Brown.” (Richard, Byron, Brown etc…)

You wrote, “Finding an exact target is impossible unless he mentioned it directly. The same applies to the hoB.” Kritosaurus Navajovius Brown, links Brown to the Navajo (Silversmith). Gawww. The excavation site of Brown is less than a mile from Richard Wetherill’s store at Bisti. Gawww. Wetherill sold the bracelet to Fred…then Byron….then Forrest. Gawww. “Finding an exact target is impossible unless” you understand and acknowledge that Forrest did mention Richard, Byron, Navajo, bracelet, and Brown directly/specifically. (Riddle Solving 101…chapter “Tricks,”…..subchapter “smoke and mirrors.”) Gawww.

You wrote: “Sure we might be inclined to look beneath the HOB, but, like the rest of the puzzle, this cannot reveal the specific solve area as it is only a generalized heading.” I’ve posted my solve….the psychology of searcher prevents them from accepting Bisti as the locality….therefor….the rest of the solve is moot, but at Bisti….the golden double omega appears below the home of Brown and points the way to the treasure chest. Gawww. Locality is the question; if searchers knew with certainty that Bisti is the locality before the recovery of the chest, then they’d be beating the bushes out there. Oh, sure…some might still be convinced otherwise. But they still cannot make an account for Richard, Byron, etc….let alone the Dragon. Still….they trudge onward. Remarkable. Gawww.

“Tripping over barbed wire” are those that can’t see Bisti as the locality…nailed down….and that the locality has answers for a solve that are very strong. Correct solve? Gimme a break Suzy….use your noggin, out of your shell….accept that Bisti is the home of Brown, and makes a perfect account for Richard, Byron, bracelet, Navajo, Brown, the “palace in the sand.” It matches the place where Forrest felt the most comfortable. There is an arrow. There is a nail (it is bronze, denotes a value, and is “cold” to the touch, as in “Your effort will be worth the cold”) …and it is nailed down feet from a pool of water. The stone of the cliff face, below the hill crest is yellow, and appears wet. (You saw the pictures). There are olive trees there. (You saw the pictures). There are juniper trees in the shape of an arrow there. (Pics). There is a hieroglyph that depicts the treasure chest itself and another that says, “Budweiser 911.” (Pics). The 9-Clues appear as a W/M/double omega from satellite. (Pics). Noggin Suzy, not Bill bo noggins. Gawww.

Instead of “Santa Claus,” try “Santa Fe.” Gawww. Douglas Preston and his children’s book about Christmas and Dragons. Pablo the Dragon (railroad) is in Santa Fe. George Martin’s “House of the Dragon” translates into “home of Dragon.” Brown, is a “Dragon.” “The home of Brown” much Mr. Martin? Santa Clause, beard….yeah, there’s a geological feature (Hatman) at Bisti…and he’s got numbers in his beard too…..but that doesn’t matter….what matters is holding this community accountable for providing the answer to the question, “Who is Brown?” “No winning solve” people, come on….Gawww….(Oh wow).

I got you chocolate candies and you stood me up…. how can you ask for tickets and a sable; besides that, the Pink Adobe is now closed. Good luck with your eye patch…. seriously…get better soon. Cheers.