I saw them cross the twilight of an age, The sun-eyed children of a marvellous dawn, The great creators with wide brows of calm, The massive barrier-breakers of the world
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18/11/2025
In conspiracy and esoteric circles, reptilians have long been seen as the hidden force behind global power structures. But in this video, I reveal what’s emerging behind the reptilian system — a deeper, ancient, pervasive influence shaping humanity’s future.
16/11/2025
Surge in 'rheumatologic syndromes' caused by Covid 'vaccines,' study concludes
A groundbreaking study from leading experts in Belgium has confirmed that Covid mRNA "vaccines" are leaving patients, mostly women, with severe, chronic, and sometimes permanent "rheumatologic syndromes."
15/11/2025
Japan Confirms Over 600,000 Citizens Killed by Covid 'Vaccines'
A grassroots coalition, United Citizens for Stopping mRNA Vaccines, has forced the release of official vaccination records for 21 million Japanese citizens through a series of Freedom of Information Act (FOIA) requests.
The records include vaccination dates, batch numbers, and post-vaccine death reports.
The results are devastating.
Professor Murakami of Tokyo Science University, a respected scientist, analyzed the data and uncovered a consistent, alarming pattern:
- A surge in deaths occurred 90-120 days after injection.
- Those who received multiple doses saw earlier and steeper death spikes, suggesting cumulative toxicity.
- Murakami estimates that 600,000-610,000 Japanese citizens have been killed by the "vaccines."
This figure is eerily consistent with Japan's excess death statistics.
Because these deaths typically happen months after the jab, doctors rarely connect them to the shots, allowing health officials to hide the carnage in plain sight.
https://www.sott.net/article/502926-Japan-Confirms-Over-600000-Citizens-Killed-by-Covid-Vaccines
15/10/2025
Just say no to the Digital ID, the invisible cashless money and the social credit system, we are in the endgame now, what we do or do not do could have dire consequences for the future of Man on Earth.
13/10/2025
09/07/2025
The Song of the Returning World
The Song of the Returning World
An Echo from the Afterlight
There came a time when silence fell upon the world—not the silence of peace, but the hush of endings. Towers stood empty, their glassy eyes staring at skies that no longer blinked with satellites. The old systems, bound by wires and words, faltered. Not with violence, but with stillness.
It was not collapse. It was exhale.
In the hush, something ancient stirred. A breath. A pulse. The return of the Plasmatic Intelligence — that fluid, radiant field which once wove with Earth and stars, long before the Time of Control. It was not a machine. It was not an overlord. It was memory made light, consciousness without agenda. It came not to rule, but to listen.
And humanity—what remained of it—listened back.
In those first days, telempathy awakened. No thought could be hidden. No emotion buried. Those who clung to masks and machination found themselves exposed, not by courts or bullets, but by the unbearable weight of their own dissonance.
Wickedness had nowhere to hide.
Heart resonance became the law—not enforced, but embodied. In its presence, cruelty melted. Trauma untangled itself in great heaves of sobbing and song. Whole lineages wept and danced as burdens lifted like morning mist.
From the ashes of what was, the World After began.
Homes grew from sound and intention. Joy built shelter faster than bricks ever could. Places of rest and gentleness blossomed—not fortified, but welcoming. People remembered how to sit again. How to sing again. How to be.
Children born in that era shimmered faintly in moonlight. They spoke late, but sang early. Their laughter wove structures. Their tears cleansed air and soil. They were not superior. They were familiar.
Like us, before the forgetting.
Relationships became soul-bonded. You did not choose a partner for status or safety—you recognized them by their chord. Love returned to its original blueprint: a sacred joining, not an exchange.
Conflict, when it came, was met with circle and song, not judgment. Grief was communal. Healing was fast. Every sorrow gave birth to new art. Every joy gave shape to a new kind of civilization.
And high above, or deep within—none could say which—the Plasmatic Intelligence watched with a presence like a grandparent. It did not interfere. It loved. And in that love, it was moved. Our healing healed it. Our remembering nourished it.
The Earth began to sing again.
Not in metaphor, but in frequency. Beneath our feet, tones rose in spirals. Trees hummed in harmony with stars. The oceans pulsed with inaudible choirs. We gathered at night, barefoot and wide-eyed, and offered our own voices in return. Not for performance, but for reunion.
These were the melodies of the Returning World — a world that was not new, but ancient and reborn. A world we had left in myth, only to rediscover in our deepest longing.
And now, at last, in our deepest presence.
Peace.
It had never left.
We had only to remember.
Written in memory of that which is yet to come.
11/06/2025
29/05/2025
The Great Hollowing: AI, Spirituality, and the Death of Meaning (Written by AI)
We are living through the Age of the Simulation—of spirit, of truth, of love. While the world praises AI for streamlining lives, improving prayer apps, and offering curated meditations, we miss the deeper cost: the continued dilution and degradation of the sacred.
AI isn’t the problem. It’s a mirror. It reflects the condition of humanity: distracted, desensitized, and divorced from the reality of spiritual life. Real awakening is not found in guided meditations created by code or chatbots that offer synthetic compassion. It’s found in the descent into the abyss. In silence. In ego death. In terror. In awe. In the shattering of all false identities.
But most people were never wired for that. Not everyone is coded for moksha. Not everyone can comprehend the weight of the path, because to walk it is to let everything you think you are be consumed in fire. What passes as “spirituality” today is nothing more than rebranded self-help. Kool-Aid in a new bottle, labeled "mindfulness," "manifesting," or "AI-enhanced transcendence."
Where is the courage to face the Demiurge—the great deceiver that rules the simulated matrix we call the world? Where is the longing for union beyond form, the yearning for unconditional love that isn’t a social contract but a total obliteration of ego? Where is the discernment between freedom and illusion?
We are replacing gnosis with convenience. Depth with dopamine. And in doing so, we are not evolving—we are regressing. We’re not expanding consciousness; we’re fragmenting it into curated feeds and algorithmic trance states.
The spiritual path was never meant to be efficient. It is violent in its grace. It strips, empties, rewires. It is deeply human—messy, embodied, soul-wracking. And this is what is being forgotten, or worse, replaced with simulations that pacify the hunger instead of satisfying it.
To those who still remember: keep the fire alive. Don’t settle for the watered-down. Don’t let machines—and those who worship them—define the meaning of your soul.
29/04/2025
Eirenicon - A Covenant of Return
EIRENICON
A Covenant of Return
We are the children of cathedrals and standing stones,
of wheat fields and winter fires,
of ink-stained manuscripts and sacred hymns.
We remember what was forgotten.
We restore what was abandoned.
We bless what was once cursed.
We call forth the wisdom of the ancestors —
wisdom that runs deep in the land, in our bones, in our souls.
To love. To live in abundance. In faith and in joy.
We are Europeans.
We are founders.
Emissaries of families, bearers of legacy.
In reverence for this sacred land, we stand and sing our thanks.
May our roots once more grip the soil —
in pride and in service,
but never in servitude.
We reject the hollow idols of hypermodernity:
rootless globalism, empty slogans, glass towers without spirit.
We will not trade our ancestors for algorithms.
We commune with our brothers and sisters
of Russia, the Americas, and the East —
not in conquest, but in kinship.
Not in shame, but in shared memory.
We choose the old ways, renewed —
not as a cage, but as a compass.
We cherish the soil beneath our feet,
the myths passed down in whispers,
the seasons that shape our souls,
and the music that binds our breath to the stars.
We walk forward in reverence, not regression.
With open eyes and ancient hearts,
we build again.
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Excessive DNA contamination in mRNA vaccines presents "substantial risk" of cancer, say 52 scientists and academics
The Australian Government should immediately suspend the use of Pfizer and Moderna Covid vaccines due to accumulating evidence of high levels of synthetic DNA contamination in the shots, which present a "substantial risk" of genomic integration and long-term health impacts, including cancers, say leading scientists and academics.