## Ash Bunsee

# My Struggle-Teaser

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## Table of contents

  * My Struggle
  * Review: My Struggle
  * The story behind the story
  *  Prologue
  * My Struggle
  * The Dream
  * The Apocalypse
  * The Secret Rise of Pure Evil
  * Is This The Hidden Purpose Behind Secret Societies?
  * India
  * Mysterious Prelude
  * Midnight Moves
  * The Mysterious Temple
  * The Trek
  * The Mysterious Cave
  * The Dream
  * Another New Day
  * The Space Ship Made From Cloud.
  * The First Age
  * The Cradle of Civilization and Pharaoh
  * The lost city
  * The Chosen Ones
  * The Fingerprints Of Deceptive gods.
  * Ashmodeus and the Prophet
  * The Invisable Demon
  * And Somewhere In Time...
  * Confusion On The Ground.
  * The Wanderers in the Jungle
  * The Fascinating Wanderer
  * The Village in the Jungle
  * -The End of Book 1-
  * The secret connection
  * The Demonising Of Man
  * The Theft of the Soul
  * The Fall
  * The Metamorphosis of the Mind
  * Magic in Motion
  * UFO from the centre of earth
  * Lucy in the Sky
  * Area 51
  * Inside Area 51
  * Nature and the Show
  * Puppet Masters Inc
  * The City of Flowers
  * The Centre of the Earth
  * Making My Way Back
  * In The Beginning
  * Bonus chapter.
  * Eastward bound
  * Is This How The world Ends?
  * Author's comment

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#  My Struggle

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**An epic story about the Illuminati**

Union Square Publications

Published in 2020

Author: Ash Bunsee

Copyright Ash Bunsee

ashbunsee@gmail.com

this eBook is an abridged teaser adaptation of the book titled "My Struggle"

It is presented to you free of charge and never sold. 

#  Review: My Struggle

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This book titled  _My Struggle_ is a three part Illuminati expose. Although branded as a work of fiction, its classification does not lay easy into a specific  _litery genre_ because of the vast array of subjects that it covers.

The burning question is, is " _My Struggle"_ which is based on an encyclopedia range of topics... "Is it non - fiction disguised tongue in cheek as a work of fiction?" you be the judge!

I like the way the author smoothly folds everyday pragmatic life issues into surreal and fascinating subjects like ufology, Egyptology, philosophy, economic, politics, science, secret societies, mystery schools,  _Luciferism,_ and a bit of history.

Reading  _My Struggle_ has answered my longstanding curiosity about conspiracy theories, mystery schools, secret societies and the deep dark secrets about the Illuminati.

In fact if I may boldly state that by reading  _My Struggle_ the information gleaned from it has reversed my  _eyes wide shut syndrome_ thus curing me from my  _conspiracy theory addiction_

Aside from the above listed range of topics,  _My Struggle_ ties in nicely with dozens of other different diverse subjects from  _predatory global corporations_ to  _celebrities, dark arts, shamanism, Buddahism, Area 51, Artificial Intelligence, rule by secracy_ to  _paranormal activities_ and to  _eastern arcane disciplines_ .

Does  _My Struggle_ deal with complex subject matter? "a resounding yes," Does it make for boring reading... no, never!

Whilst I was riveted to this delicious otherworldly read, I was struck by an epiphany!

I realized that it was the book that I wanted to read for a large part of my young adult life and now here it is firmly within my grip!

At its core is a fascinating and powerfully told story about the illusive and complex secret society that is loosely known to us as the Illuminati.

The author has skillfully taken complete control of this dauntingly complex subject and masterfully reduces it by using multiple and varied methodologies to an  _object de art_ of simple reading in easy words...  _but alas!_ most importantly that writer keeps the dynamism of the subject matter intact to a frame of simple, concise and easy yet intriguing reading...all this whilst exploring a backdrop of natural mysteries and worldly wonders!

This is a story that has completely held me spellbound and wonderfully fried my mind in the process,  _oh yeah!_

The dynamic well thought out tempo and the author's unique style held me awe struck and mesmerized over the four days that I allowed for this book to unravel my mind.

I must confess that the deep meaning and excitement of my reading experience still lingers on long after the deed has been done. In this here book I got more than my monies worth...  _for sure!_

I was only able to grasp the true brilliantly hidden meaning embedded in the prologue only when I completed reading the entire book.

This spine tingling dynamite is a must read for those who will allow for their minds to enter into the secret world that is hidden in plain sight of the Illuminati global control.

The Illuminati plagues us all and the story also tellingly perfectly fits into those, whose minds are in search of answers... answers to fantastic mind boggling questions about this world... otherwise in the abscense of this story, I opine that many of these answers that I speak of may not be easily found elsewhere if ever!

_Was the original manuscript of this book really stolen by a venerable global technological institute as asserted?_

Read this book now and allow for a powerful  _metamorphosis of your mind to the upside!_

_If you thought that you walk a lonely road, "well now is your chance for you to discover where your road leads to!_

_This book is more a library than a simple book but hugely enjoyable non the less!_

_Be sure that I will definitely reread this baby!_

_Kudos_ to the author as I rate his work of art accordingly!

Reviewed by  Rose Rhomberg

#  The story behind the story

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This new eBook teaser version of "My Struggle " by Ash Bunsee has been made freely available because we believe that the book proper and its text contains novel ideas and fantastic unique concepts that has the power in this troubled world to transform people's lives.

We sincerely hope that you will afford yourself the great opportunity to read the book "My Struggle" as we remain convinced that its text will help you to begin YOUR journey into discovering the dormant riches that lies within you as a true individual in the truest sense of the word.

The author have taken great effort to ensure that the message and text although a much abridged version remains close to the original 235 000 odd worded text that has been stolen by one of the planets largest technological institutions as fingered by one of its own employees who has acted out as a whistleblower in relation to this grand theft via Cyber Attack.

In order to release to you this free version teaser eBook and the new abridged version of Mt Struggle, took several months of preparation under very difficult circumstances where the author has to endure continued technological censorship and even endure a death threat and an attack on his life.

The text of the new manuscript was continuously Cyber Attacked and entire paragraphs made garbled! The words in the text and the grammar and style of writing were constantly changed to the downside.

The author has painstakingly spent a great deal of time sourcing the content and rebuilding the new manuscript mainly from memory whilst proofing, formatting, checking and re-checking the material. And every time the author would complete the task only to find out much later that the text have been made incorrect via another Cyber Attack where little things or maybe not so little things like commas and full-stops would be removed and misplaced which goes a long way in ensuring proper emphasis of the text is not conveyed. This problem had to be corrected over and over again.

The author has experienced an uphill battle in publishing the book in the various eBook stores as his accounts and the link to the eBook was also Cyber Attacked in order to restrict his efforts.

If you enjoy this eBook teaser and feel it would be useful to someone you know, please send the link to them which helps to create an awareness of "My Struggle" 

#  Prologue

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**1976**

I first met the dapper Jung Bahadur back in the city of Jakarta, the capital city of Indonesia on a pre-planned city tour. The seating arrangements of the tour company called for us to sit next to each other in a luxury motor coach.

The Bahadur and I struck up an immediate friendship and at the end of the tour; he invited me to join him for lunch at his hotel, which was at the storied Hotel Indonesia.

A few days later we spent the night at a lively smoke filled pub downstairs quaffing copious amounts of Bintang draft beer on tap and taking in the great music of a live five-piece band.

"  Drank too much last night!" I awoke the next morning with a hangover and spent the day lounging at the pool – side, after enjoying a spicy vegan style nasi goreng for breakfast. I washed down my breakfast with a copious amount of Perrier water laced with fresh lemon juice.

It was upon my first sip of pink gin and tonic at the pool - side that I felt my eyes explode as I became larger than life. I took in the Indonesian morning in slow motion and watched the world sail by in a haze of carefree light-headedness. I felt not a care in the world in my imagined invincible state of mind. I celebrated life, lost in the Indonesian minute!

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After midday, it was to be a quick refreshing cold shower and then I slipped into light cream coloured cotton Brooks Brother's style business suit, as the heat of the day was oppressive.

I stepped out to face the world and it was business as usual.

The day proved to be a hectic Monday of business meetings. It was late in the afternoon when I called up the Bahadur at his hotel and invited him out for an evening meal and drinks at the trendy Tanamur nightclub

Amid lively conversation, we wined, dined, and smoked cigarillos and sorbranes as we danced the night away with a few of the other trendy girls that we befriended at the glitzy nightclub.

The Bahadur had to attend a conference in Singapore, so we left the club a bit early... at dawn, "wearing happy smiles!"

Come Monday we rode up to Singapore International Airport together as the Bahadur caught an earlier Air Garuda Indonesian flight light back to Jakarta for a day and then to his home in Bombay and I boarded a Boeing 747 home to New York City.

Over the course of three months, I did not hear from him at all! Until one day, unexpectedly whilst busy in my store I received a surprise call from the Bahadur. After exchanging customary pleasantries, the Bahadur surprised me by inviting me to his home in Bombay, and I agreed.

The Bahadur lived in a splendid bungalow in the Malabar district. The plants and trees in the Bahadur's garden are planted in such a manner that it gave off a soothing Zen like effect on one's mind upon its vision. There was a liberal sprinkling of fruit trees and other exotic plants.

His expansive garage housed two pale blue Rolls Royce's and three gleaming Mercedes Benz cars. I spent many nights at the Bahadur's bungalow and I had the great opportunity of meeting his beautiful princess, a drop-dead gorgeous girlfriend of whom I noticed first hand, how they shared a wonderful passionate but somewhat balanced relationship.

It was over a simple vegan dinner that the Bahadur had prepared by himself, the Bahadur finally brought me up to speed on the new developments in his life. He carefully with a select choice of words told me that five years ago he had a life threatening motor vehicle accident that made him re-evaluate and to question his life and his sole purpose here on the earth!

He told me that he took a well thought out decision to renounce all forms of materialism and to become a sannyasi!

"  I have abandoned all claims to social and family standing." "That is to say that I have chosen to live in a world without the intoxication of money, power and prestige." "As I am sure that you are aware that a sannyasi cannot be the head of a household although there are some known exceptions." He continued that for almost five years he had engaged an ascetic teacher that taught him how to renounce all forms of worldly deceptions and got him ready to enter into the wilderness in order for him to live with nature.

Then he dropped the bombshell! By stating that, "The Bahadur that I once knew had died!"

"  What!" "I could not believe my ears!" "He went on to say that he was not the same person that I once knew. He informed me that he had become a completely new purer entity" He looked at me in the eye as he told me with deep emotion that "in the morning when dawn arrives he would don a simple pure cotton hand-woven loincloth and then head into the jungle never to return into this civilization!"

All I could do was to look at him as I felt a sense of blank take over and numb my mind.

It was to be within the crack of dawn when we rode down with the Bahadur to the edge of the urban sprawl. This is where the smog and neon lights turned to wood. He carefully removed and then slowly handed to his Princess the signet 18-karat gold ring that he wore on his pinkie finger. Then, with a faraway look in his eyes, he just as carefully removed his custom-made Blaken style diamond encrusted Rolex Perpetual Oyster watch from his wrist and handed it to me.

We stood transfixed in the chill of that smog-filled morning, each consumed with our own thoughts I guess. I thought deeply about this complex world and my struggle, which is a struggle to understand this world as we know to be with it's every meaning and facet.

The great one without saying a word, he slowly turned around and cut through the smog and heavy silence that hung in the air...without saying any goodbyes.

The Bahadur slowly walked away from us never looking back...

We watched him walk away with a proud stature as he took confident long but slow strides, walking into the jungle that stood there in all her mysteriously glory and elegance.

The timeless jungle like the ocean was there waiting ever so patiently for him? And who knows...? "Perhaps someday she awaits the entire world!" Watching this scene play out brought a burning nostalgic craving for de-urbanisation that consumed me like fire!

He allowed the endless jungle to swallow up his lonesome self! I may not have realized it back then but my struggle for deep answers to my many complex questions had just began! 

#  My Struggle

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"  This is a dumb book for smart people!"

It's a lifelong struggle from childhood to understand this purposely designed fiendish complex world, its meaning and the reason and purpose of us being here. I have dedicated virtually my entire life in my quest to find the hidden answers and truth in the secret worlds. It's a long, long winding seemingly never ending journey. I walk down this road still, strewn with its trials and tribulations that has much roadblocks and hardship.

I have wined and dined with the wise wizards who claim to be completely on my side whilst they secretly hold the hand of the Devil.

My struggle to understand this complex world is winding down! Yes dear readers it's coming to an end because I finally understand that this all complex world as we know it to be, is nothing but a hollow illusion and a simple one at that! This illusion is only complex if you believe it to be so!

#  The Dream

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Dreaming is beautiful! It keeps your mind alive when you sleep because our bodies cannot survive without the mind!

Dreaming is a whole new world that allows for us to transcend and experience the soft yet powerful world of light.

This brings us to the great question..."Are dreaming a tool for us to use in order to allow our subconscious mind to tap in at will into otherworldly dimensions? 

#  The Apocalypse

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Now the word apocalypse is widely used. It is understood by many to mean Armageddon.

Armageddon is the idea of the destruction of the world. This idea is the most accepted definition but it is not the only one.

The word Apocalypse also translates into the unveiling of hidden knowledge!

Apocalypse is the secret sacred information that lies as the basis of the Luciferic mystery schools ability to control this realm! This secret knowledge is one of Illuminati's most powerful tools! Without this, they the Illuminati lose total control over us!

This is because if enough people hear about "secret knowledge" and most importantly, "if enough people believe it" then their thousand-year gig will be up and their deception where the "emperor has no clothes" are made revealed for all of us to see!

This revelation in effect making their rule by secrecy revealed and thus made ended by a revolution of minds!

This Apocalypse or Armageddon is one of their greatest secrets that are guarded by the mainly millionaire and billionaire members of the Illuminati aligned secret societies with their very lives.

It is this lie that allows Lucifer to rule the world of deception!

It is these lies that rains confusion on the ground which creates the perfect chaotic environment for the elites and royalty to live in their bubble world of wealth, privilege, power over us, whilst their every word is glamorized by their Illuminati beast mass media! They do as whatever they please in a world where the Law applies only to us, "the little people!"

And so they have devised an elaborate system to do to us what the giant Illuminati controlled food corporations do to our food, "Like the defective products that they sell in supermarkets disguised as food! Therefore humans too are systematically turned into defective products by the Illuminati created establishments! 

#  The Secret Rise of Pure Evil

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This world was set up and is ruled by a race of pure evil! Yes, they are here and they walk amongst us many of them masquerading as honest Joe Soap, bankers, clergymen, gurus, politicians, statesmen, royalty, celebrities and the likes. And they are on the rise... you better believe it!

It was about a thousand years ago that a race of bloodthirsty vampires with the Devil as its head has set up this illusive world as we know it to be.

They rule it by deception and controlled chaos. These days this entity are more commonly known collectively as the Illuminati. In order to understand who what or how theIlluminati functions one has to look at it from all angles!

"  The Illuminati's evil actions in this worldly realm that is under Lucifer's control veils us from the righteous and the real in effect making many of us wear our eyes" "wide shut!"

"  And since our one thousand year incarceration by Illuminati forces on this Illuminati created Prison Planet , What do you think is the greatest threat that the human race?"  _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

This thing called Civilization is a control mechanism that works by enticing us to engage in ever increasing needless material consumption.

This culture of needless consumption is the Devils invention designed with the sole purpose of destroying the human race and Earth through this great civilization deception.

There are many of us who have grown to love, embrace and swear to protect at the loss of life or limb the Devil's invention of civilization!" How genius is that on the Part of the Devil? 

#  Is This The Hidden Purpose Behind Secret Societies?

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"  Many of these secret society members who make up much of the global elites who are unclean dead spirited criminally minded sociopaths, psychopaths, vampires, rapists, looters dark magicians, visual illusionists and cannibals!"

"  Shockingly the vast majority of society members own and control the largest multinational corporations on this planet!

These corporations dominate in the fields of energy (with its secret emphasis on harnessing human energy to power Artificial Intelligence)

Then there are the telecommunications corporations (which has a hidden agenda to map, read, bleach, distort and control the human mind by using Artificial Mental Telepathy).

These predatory corporation's controls extends into the field of electronics, medicine, big pharmaceuticals (much of which is placebo), mining corporations, (which has little to do with wealth extraction, its main agenda is an Illuminati covert search for the entrance to the fantastic underworld) agriculture corporations (aggravating-culture), technology, manufacturing, land owning, media and entertainment.

Secret society members also occupy select powerful government positions in effect making this combination of corporations (business) and politics (governments) the single most powerful "hidden in plain sight" secret criminal enterprise on this planet!"

"  Are these the reasons why the Law cannot apply to them?" hint, the Clintons, Jeffery Epstein a Zionist Jew, Zionist Jewess Ghislaine Maxwell, the criminal Zionist Bush family, the war criminal ex British president Tony Blair a Zionist Jew. The obscured Nazi and Zionist Jewish house of Windsor and its Queen and Prince Andrew to name a few out of tens of thousands of these so called elites and royalty. These paedophiles and pedovores blatently escape justice time after time because the criminal justice system does not apply to them!

"  The majority of chosen people behind these powerful organizations that functions as a single cohesive unit are involved in much criminality including genocide, human, opioid trafficking, illegal arms dealing, magic and eugenics!" "Paedophilia, genocide, cannibalism, magic and eugenics are the glue that binds all of these satin worshipping organizations together!"

"  These elites are mainly woman hating, lesbian, gay loving, androgynous celebrity, millionaire, billionaire families that controls most Gog governments with it's Magog Deep State apparatus"

"  These secret society members comprise the foot soldiers of the Devil. These members are custodians of great evil who are in effect the masters behind the controls of the Military Industrial complex...  _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

#  India

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❝ When the truth fills your very soul, you may never be the same ever again, this may perhaps make you feel like a stranger in world that you thought you once knew ❞

❝ A nd so this expedition by the body for the mind continues...

I was tired and weary and I used my hand to mop the sweat from my brow that I worked up from walking the long and winding journey through the vast jungles of Hindustan. We slowly but enthusiastically made our way from India towards the borders of Nepal. I noticed that both of my guides, whom agreed to accompany and guide me to the midpoint of this vast seemingly endless jungle, seemed to be well acclimatised to what I found to be adverse weather conditions.

As I walked on, my mind sailed back to the time when I first outlined my plans to these two very amicable and friendly young men. I carefully outlined to them my intention to trek to the borders of Nepal.

My request caused for both of them to look instantaneously at each other with a sense of alarm! I found them to be overall polite maybe because they did not say a word at first. The look on their slender faces spoke volumes. I gleaned from the look on their faces that both of them did not agree with my plans, because it must have appeared to routrageous.

The eldest of the two, carefully explained to me speaking in a reasonable conciliatory tone that they did not think that it was both possible and safe for me to undertake such a trip on foot.

They reckoned that "in their opinion," it was much too dangerous a trip to make in its entirety, they stated that the best they were prepared to do for me was to guide me to a halfway point into the jungle.

Then I caste my mind back to the smog filled morning on the outskirts of Mumbai when we bade the sannyasi good bye, yes so many memories.... I snapped back to my interaction with the guides "My mind guided by my sixth sense had been made up from the outset, and as much as I respected their expertise and views on the matter at hand, I took into account that their views was not a thumb suck, but rather it would have been based on their considerable experience acting out as guides on their various other expeditions into the vast jungles.

It was my very friendly hotel owner and a man of whom I observed to be of a very honest disposition who recommended these two as highly seasoned Expeditors. I sipped on my chai as I rolled over in my mind their advice and deep concerns. I asked them to give me the reasons for their concerns. They unhesitatingly and unanimously told me that the jungles at around the halfway point become incredibly dense. They also claimed to have had heard of many accounts of strange occurrences that occurred particularly in those areas just past the dense midpoint of the jungle!

They informed me that there were other people and their guides who ventured into certain uncharted parts of the jungle who had actually disappeared without any trace!

I looked at them intently and whispered under my breath "The Illuminati Decoded!"

They shot a startled looked at me, confused, perhaps? Thinking that I had taken leave of my senses... then the younger guide asked me to explain "who or what are the Illuminati?"... he went on to say he did come across some information concerning this subject but it was not very enlightening and it left him with more questions than answers!

This bit of the conversation felt like déjà vu because it reminded me of my interaction with the Bahadur in the coach in Jakarta wherein we also spoke at length about the Illuminati. My immediate response to the guides was that, this type of confusion amongst most people is common, because the essence of most secret societies is to fly under the radar! All secret societies are affiliated to the mother of

secret societies which is the "Secret Society Illuminati!"

It is their concealment of operations and secret control of their, "this here' illusionary world which is designed to give rise to much conspiracy theories!

This is one of the main functions of the Illuminati controlled fake news mainstream or mass media! Most people do not realize it but the majority of governments actually operate as a chain of secret societies under the iron fisted control of the Illuminati umbrella! The Illuminati endgame is to create an environment of chaos and madness in an age where nothing will make sense, this is how Artificial Intelligence will be brought in to dominate us, as we are made to become transhumanized.

Many do not realize that humans are comprised of over 60 billion volts of pure energy that science cannot duplicate and this that the energy that the Illuminati whitecoats who control the giant energy multinational corporations in time covertly intend to steal in order to power and run their Artificial Intelligent machines! And these machines will eventually destroy us!

Governments and other non-govmental fringe secret societies are aligned with them. These organizations rely on selective psychological concealment to sanitize the evil manipulation of us who are "the so called masses" by using underhanded means...that includes an agreed set of lies that they masquerade as the truth of which they use to control the past, present and future, remember "he who controls the past controls the future!"Everything that we know and been told by the system is one big giant lie! There are many amongst us who will do everything in their power to shield themselves from the truth and this is because "there are those people amongst us who cannot handle the truth!" they actually believe it or not prefer to wallow in a stream of make belief and lies!

The Illuminati deceptive world manipulates everything, they manipulate our foods, history, religion, the mass media, the entertainment industry, our medicine... everything is manipulated and everything is a lie.

It is because of this giant Illuminati cunning conspiracy, they have deliberately turned us all into conspiracy theorists where we engage in endless speculation without us reaching any firm conclusions...for most this is until the end of their time! "Imagine that, what an utter waste of one's time, effort and human endeavor"

Now understand this... The majority of books and literature are fake including ancient scriptures and artifacts! They have done this in order to fool us and to divide and rule us by placing us into different believe systems!

The Illuminati's fear is if ever we discovered our true godlike potential and their pure evil secret rule by deception, they fear that we will revolt against all their governments, rules and systems. They fear us collectively wiping them off the face of the earth!

"  I continued... If we look back into what happened when President John F Kennedy declared war on the secret societies in the 60's. "In an electrically charged speech," "he promised the people that he would break up the secret societies, to quote the President of the United States, "the word "secrecy" is repugnant in a free and open society and we are as a people inherently and historically opposed to secret societies, to secret oaths and secret proceedings"

In this speech, President Kennedy promised to disband and scatter these secret societies (including one of America's greatest secret societies, which are the Central Intelligence Agency, (CIA) to the four winds. I paused and inquired for effect! Did President Kennedy sign his own death warrant...  _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

#  Mysterious Prelude

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The oppressive heat of the day was letting up. My second wind revitalized me and I stepped on the proverbial gas! I continued with my enlightenment of the guides as they hung on to my every word" "My friends I said, think of the The Illuminati as being a pure evil body with a shining celebrity Hollywood face that is very active in Hollywood, Bollywood and the other "me too" global movie lands whose names end in the adjective "wood"

"  I stated as a matter of fact that this is why, it's important for us to research the past of worldly events or better still disregard it totally without the fear of being labelled as ignorant.

Our captors constantly attack us and trick us by reverting to the false narrative of the past because they control this narrative as they do all other narratives! "Forget not the quotation "he who controls the past controls the future?

I paused for a while lost in thought... I reverted to my conversation but changed the subject by stating... "I must confess that I am a man with a keen interest in paranormal activities of all sorts. This did not deter me from making this journey, if anything. It excited me just to think of what kind of paranormal mysterious activities that I would encounter "Disappeared people without a trace!" Wow!

I figured that it could not have been the work of animals or some remains of those persons ought to have been discovered by now? Perhaps not in all cases, but at least, in one or two of them! My racing mind looked for possible everyday day explanations for this mystery, but I could think of none. The best that I could come up with was that there are paranormal activities at play! When I considered, what they had told me way back then! This information was an inspiration, as it was the single most deciding factor to reinforce my plans to proceed with this journey, whatever the outcome or cost! I realized then that the risk was a price that I found to be affordable then and now, given the unlimited options of paranormal close encounters within the dense jungle.

I remembered when I testily asked them to enlighten me about the strange occurrences that they spoke of, that occurred in the jungle. I carefully observed them. They moved about uneasy in their seats. I detected by the display of their uneasy disposition, that it was not a subject matter, which they preferred not to discuss with me.. I thought to myself, why was this so... _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

#  Midnight Moves

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I slowly and carefully followed the guides in lock step sequence moving across the vast jungle lost in my thoughts. I fondly pictured the start of this here overland trip of never really knowing where I was going but I was going....

'  I remembered that it was at midnight when we rendezvoused outside my accommodation the Chanda Hotel. Although somewhat cold, it was a lovely evening. The guides informed me that they had a discussion amongst themselves and were curious to know more about our previous discussion about the Illuminati.

"  I obliged by asking and then answering my own question, who are the Illuminati? I answered..."The shadowy Illuminati are both a mystery school and as mentioned a secret society whose members worship their God in secret and of recent not so secretly. They worship their God and gods who is the Devil, Lucifer and the Devil's androgynous daughter that is known as the Lady in Red! "I immediately thought of the lady in red that I had befriended in Jakarta and the fun times with the Bahadur'

I snapped out of my nostalgic thoughts and continued with my narration, "The Illuminati's lady in Red is representative of the hijra transgender goddess of the Illuminati and this is one of the reasons why Hollywood, the music and fashion industry are so fixated with the Lady in Red' The Lady in Red is made even more popular by the singer Chris De Burgh's song by that name!

The Illuminati has various pitfalls. One of their pitfalls are that the Devil and his followers are morally bankrupt unclean spirits. The Illuminati have declared war against our Devine Great Creator in Creators pure natural world including his clean spirited children and woman, yes real woman! This is why Hollywood and Bollywood are deliberately based on a model of moral degradation because the filthy, morally and spiritually imposters known as stars can visit our homes and businesses via the black glass of television to attack our clean spirits! This is how they keep us connected to their coven of unholy spirits of the celebrities in the dark church that is Hollywood!

In these regards, the Devil and Lucifer have developed a very elaborate secret agenda in order to insult and rebel against our Great Creator by striving to cause maximum chaos in his world. They group warlike and organize within their evil Illuminati lodges including other institutions. Understand this, I said... "Since the dawn of time they, the Illuminati have declared all out war on us and it rages like never before to this very day!"

I savoured the crisp air as I continued..." "The Devil's plans call for the development of an Artificial World that is ruled by Artificial Intelligence." This is where all the Luciferic tech corporations like Apple, Face book, Google, Twitter, Instagram, International Business Machines (IBM) Netflix slot into their evil demonic role.

They are slowly "unlocking the Mysterious Illuminati Red Door" and leading us through the Fifth Gate into this Artificial World of the Devil, Lucifer, and the Lady in Red who install themselves as the God and goddess's through these deceptions. You see...Their false world are controlled by science, technology and the false narrative created by the Word!

I believe that technology will advance itself back to the Stone Age that is to say that it will render itself permanently obsolete!

In the Illuminati's quest for our genocide, they also strive for the destruction of the male and female genders by replacing it with a third man made gender called transgender, transgenderism you see is unable to procreate! This is just one of the ways of killing off us off as a race and making us extinct! And this is but one of the reasons why the genderless Lady in Red is worshipped by them as a symbol of this!

In these Illuminati, upside down world of science and chaos, they strive to create a false computer generated realties that they paint as real. This has turned this into a cruel world where lies are made to become the new truth and everything real that we think and do will be turned into lies that is regulated and controlled by Artificial Intelligence.

Then there are... the giant Illuminati controlled food corporations who are riding on the backs of the new cosmic awakening of true veganism! These corporations are slowly attempting to steal this real cosmic awakening by slowly moving us to the culinary gimmick of eating fake industrialized meat!

They are destroying the family unit through the lesbian, gay, bi-sexual, transgender (LGBT) movement, which will render the husband and wife team obsolete and guess what? Thereafter same sex couples can shop for their family online by relying on science and their test tube baby producing factories.

I paused and looked at the guides and said, "Don't wait for the great judgement day as religions are nothing more than Illuminati constructs and you better learn this lesson well and fast"

I studied the faces of the guides in the pale light and I could see that they were fully engrossed with this information as I continued!

The Devil has sent his son Lucifer to colonize this realm that we now call Earth. Lucifer did this as mentioned by using pure evil deception spinning a world that is an illusion, which today still stands as the greatest lie, and human deception ever. Why is this so?

"  It has been said that nations will cease to exist without deception!"

Many of us have bought "Satan's illusions..." because our minds have become colonized!

We have become killers...we kill other species and consume them and we even kill other humans too!

In so many ways, we are a partner in helping Satan in maintaining this illusion!

Themoney system exploits us, we work for money and the elite Illuminists do not!

In our quest for money and false power, we have abandoned clean spirituality!

One have become lost and worship Lucifer unknowingly through the false church, the false religion and seemingly endless stream of false Eastern philosophies.

These days we are taught to worship more of a lifestyle than spirituality in the luxurious modern glass and steel churches that are springing up all around us in a sea of poverty.

There is a battle raging in pockets of the world between the forces of good and evil. This battle is unseen by many of the ignorant sleeple amongst us.

The great web of illusion as spun by the Illuminati is to drain our pure souls of its unique energy and replace it with the energy of pure evil,

The Illuminati also secretly use's a different form of currency amongst themselves! They trade with little children!

Did the traitorous President Woodrow Wilson who was the 28th President of the United States refer to the Illuminati when he stated this?

"  Since I entered politics I have chiefly had men's views confided to me privately.

Some of the biggest men in the United States in the field of commerce and manufacture, are afraid of somebody, are afraid of something.

They know that there is a power somewhere, so organized, so subtle, so watchful, so interlocked, so complete, so pervasive, that they better not speak above their breath when they speak in condemnation of it."

Suddenly we heard a sound! Out of the morning gray, we saw one appear up ahead in the distance...  _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

#  The Mysterious Temple

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The guides were quite able to find their bearings without the use of a compass by using the Sun and the stars at night as guides in order to keep us on track. I thought to myself that this was going to be a long trip. We marched on, we stumbled upon a temple whose entrance, we discovered, was about 300 feet below ground level!

We carefully ventured into this subterranean temple; the entire structure of the temple was skilfully chiselled "artisan like" out of solid stone that formed its superstructure, that is to say, its pillars, walls and the huge overhanging dome entrance was formed from one solid piece of rock.

Inside the cave were statues of strange looking creatures with human like features whose faces wore a 35-degree facial angle. I studied the sculptures closely and they contained much detail. They had straight hair and very large, almost oval shaped inky dark eyes, with a protruding jaw line with narrow lips. These creatures depicted in these large sculptures were foreign and whose race was totally unknown to us. I immediately got out my dog-eared dairy and spent at least an hour, making serious notes of these unusual statues to include in a book that was being written called "The Illuminati Decoded." "We exited the place sobered by what we saw." A little voice in me told me that, "these were not some sort of random carvings." These statues resembled otherworldly beings...

There was very little that seemed to faze the guides as they moved with steady resilience, navigating nature in a perfectly respectful manner, as they quietly chewed betel. The Sun dipped into the horizon, as we came into a clearing that lay in-between a row of low-rise mountains. The guides courteously advised me that it was advisable to spend the night here because we were about to experience darkness, adding that this may not be the safest of areas as it was also home to many wild animals. I enquired how they knew about that. The younger of the guides smiled at me as he lifted up his head slightly closed his eyes and sniffed the air around him! I smiled thinking it was easy for a five senses urban idiot like me to forget the extraordinary extra sensory perceptive capabilities of those that coexist with nature.

We climbed up a low mountain because we figured the height would offer us an additional bit of protection from would be predators. Once upon the flat, we placed our sleeping bags deliberately in selected positions on the flattest part that nature had carved into a tiny plateau. A fire were lit and enough wooden fuel was gathered and kept aside in order to keep the fires going throughout the night to ward off the wild animals. I understand that some of these animals are known to be quite territorial by their natural instinct, hmmm, I opined rightfully so too! We enjoyed a meal of dried fruit washed down with our excellent blend of Ceylon chai.

The fireside setting was cosy and beautiful as I continued exposing the Illuminati deception silhouetted by the smouldering embers... "The Illuminati is also a religion that is fashioned on the fallen Satan or Lucifer as its god. This secret Illuminati religion has built up over hundreds of years a large following of satanic or Luciferic worshippers amongst us here on Earth.

It is safe to say that virtually every person of real fame, fortune and power most often than not belong to some sort of secret society and are disciples of Lucifer. Many of these persons behind the cloak of mainstream religion and other "uber" protected minority race groups. These Satanists have formed or penetrated every form of culture, tradition, religion and institution that you care to think of.

The vast majority of millionaires and billionaires that you see paraded in Forbes or the Fortune magazine is Luciferic Satanists. For one, there's a multi - billion dollar telecommunications corporation called Lucent Technologies that was bought by Nokia and its stock symbol is "ALU" pretty telling is it not?

One of the deepest and darkest secrets of the Illuminti Satanic Luciferic cult is that they are vampires and ghouls, meaning, " these people eat human flesh and slake their thirst with pure human blood...

The guides added more fuel to the fire and the flames sprung up. I took this opportunity to read a book. More heavy darkness fell across the jungle. The night wore on and on, on its journey to meet the morning! I heard in the not too distant surroundings the roar of lions and the fierce shrieking howls of jackals that resounded through the vast jungle.

I slept lightly as I observed in my awakened moments the silhouetted outlines of the guides moving about in the semi - darkness, framed against the firelight, as they carefully continued to add more fuel to the fire.

It was a new morning and we enjoyed a light breakfast of wild fruit...I further discussed the Illuminati...

You must apply logic... We are a blip that lives within this universe, so quite frankly speaking, there are infinite races and species that exist here and beyond. There are thousands of newer alien species that are created every year in our endless universe and many of these 'so called" aliens are of this world. These aliens are here and armed with super natural powers.

"  I stopped the narration, stood up and braced for the new day's hot and cold fluctuations in daily temperature. We move slowly but surely, moving...moving... moving steadily towards mysterious Nepal!" 

#  The Trek

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"  This was my maiden journey to the out skirted jungle that embraced that mysterious city Nepal. This was a trip filled with great purpose. I had set out to visit my old dear friend, who had many years ago, decided to become a sannyasi initiate. His decision was taken for other than religious reasons, that is to say that a sannyasi is a person who has renounced all worldly material possessions and taken the vow of a life of monastic chastity. I knew not exactly where he lived. It is fact that there is really no way of him forwarding me with his physical address He lived in the midst of a jungle! No road names, no street numbers, no telephone, no coordinates, just pure bliss!

It was under the blazing Sun that we must have covered in total about seventy miles of this interesting jungle. We mainly slept out in the open and we burnt numerous small fires throughout the nights, to scare away predatory animals.

I used my sleeping bag for comfort from the rough earthen floor. I never stopped learning how to quickly acclimatize myself from the see \- saw like rise and fall of the extreme temperatures of the land. After a few days of roughing it out in this great jungle, I felt a bit homesick and longed for something a little homely. I longed for something with a little bit more creature comfort that reminded me of my secluded comfortable apartment back home in vibrant New York City, which was famously known around the world as that insomniac city that never sleeps!

I desperately looked around the forest for something, anything! Perhaps an enclave or something similar, just a place to rest with a bit more protection from the vagrancies of the nights with its fluctuating temperatures, that sometimes changed with extreme fluctuations reaching as high as 40 degrees Celsius during the day and mainly dropping to very cold temperatures at night!

I kept my eyes peeled... then, there was something that caught my eye...!

#  The Mysterious Cave

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I enjoyed my paranormal experience in the mysterious cave... "being bathed with the blissful newfound otherworldly, sensation that seemed to exist in the cave. It made me feel like a newborn baby all over again. I was in this state of deep relaxation and felt unthreatened by that infamous "urban disease" I speak of that scourge of humankind that we call "stress" which is that uncomfortable continuous nagging and disharmonious calling of one's soft inner voice. That voice that is silently made broadcast from the forbidden mouth of that beast of the "Matrix of Illusion!" This thing, the Matrix of Illusion is found everywhere, it is like a shadow, a shadow that is constantly by ones side, you can feel it, but you cannot easily explain it. It stubbornly enforces its world of deception and rules upon us!

The Matrix of Illusion forces us into a frustrating race against a narrow confined and restrictive frame of time. The Matrix of Illusion is one of Lucifer's ultimate tools that facilitates and runs the "deception' which is a conglomerate of systems.

Here I was, far away from its evil grip. I felt unshackled and free! I was free indeed! I threw up my hands in glee and yelled out with unrestrained joy, a kind of a joy with an intensity that I had last experienced when I was a naïve teenager. This was in a time when I believed in the ridiculous notion that I was born free into a global free world as an individual with unique choices! How naive and downright stupid is that? However, such is the folly of generational youth and the insidious power of the Matrix of Illusion that it has over generations, especially when we allow ourselves to remain plugged into its illusive machinery.

I relaxed and it was without warning that a new sense of "otherworldly realisation" grasped at my mind. My eyelids got heavy with drowsiness and a tingling sense rushed through my entire body...  _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

#  The Dream

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I had a dream unlike any other as it was able to transport me into another dimension... I felt light of head as I travelled through space,I had no itinerary for both the journey and its destination. My intuition told me that a super intelligent, powerful, invisible force was in control of my journey that flung into the unknown! Be amazed because I was the vehicle, the journey and the destination all rolled neatly into a single entity!

It appeared to me as if I was having an out of body experience. I was able to feel and experience my very own sense of consciousness but somehow miraculously I was able to view myself from a distance.

I looked out into the worlds that lay beyond the concept of manmade limits. I could see deeply into the infinite space beyond the false concept of time. Time as we know it is a thief, for time is nothing more than Illuminati wizardry and a thief of our reality.

"  It was I the earthling who was an alien in my foray into these worlds!"

I was awestruck to see people live on a planet that was devoid of oxygen and breathed nitrogen instead of air to survive.

I was still busy fascinated and enthralled by what I had just witnessed whilst on other planets. I saw the thirst less people blissfully live on a planet that was devoid of water!

I saw the Vulcan people happily residing within the flaming Sun.

The marvellous sights that presented themselves to me dumbfounded me. I witnessed the shadow people that is to say those persons that are devoid of flesh or bone, who roamed silently and freely with a powerful and forceful movement on their planet.

On many of the other planets, I observed people who were composed purely of bright light and energy. These Orbs people were able to travel at will freely into the rock solid surfaces of their planet and effortlessly move out again!

I turned and gazed at the whole of the Moon as she turned her face to reveal her beautiful other side...  _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

This is a fundamental reason why the soul lives on forever because the universe is timeless and so too is the soul!

#  Another New Day

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I went out for the day. And upon my return, I examined the cave and there was nothing that appeared out of place. I slunk into my sleeping bag to rest my tired limbs. I lay in my sleeping bag, and my mind became consumed by thoughts concerning my dreams. I do not know the real reasons to the why and how's of my curious dream. I asked myself "where this really just dreams that I was experiencing or an out of body experience?

Are dreams our awakened daily consciousness? Is this our real reality? I was wondering to myself as I concluded, yes, if this is the case, of course, that would make it real. During my stay in the jungle, I was blessed with a series of dreams. These dreams revealed to me the great overwhelming secrets of this worldly fiction of our Illuminati prison planet which where...?

#  The Space Ship Made From Cloud.

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On this night, I was once again transported to the soft luminous world of dreams... I observed the big blue-sky change to shades of grey. "I sailed further into the vast complex land of dreams" Meanwhile, seemingly out of nowhere appeared a speck on the horizon. The natural protective mechanisms that forms a part of my sense's, drew my attention to this tiny speck in the sky as it grew larger, very much larger as it approached Earth. This was a vast white cloudy mist. I knew it to be a misty vehicle from an unknown source. Its sudden appearance invaded the surrounding serenity with a sense of intrusion that agitated everything around it. It emitted a strong emotion of unease infused with a sense of great evil. This energy seemed to emanate from within this vehicle of mist and vapour. There was something sinister about this cloud. It captivated my attention and focus. The sinister cloud had slowly descended upon the mountain with the slow motion and stealth of falling mist.

It was to be all of the sudden, I heard a soft voice spoken within my mind, where it came from I could not say, as this sudden "thought spark" was precisely implanted from an unknown source into the eye of my mind. The thought was coupled with a vision. The voice informed me more about the events that were unfolding by also using telepathic images. This message must have emanated from an unknown living precise and pure source.

The thought told me that this was "The Cloud" which was actually being used as a space ship. This space ship carried great evil entities that possessed the deception of "time," the "Book of Death," that is to say, a book written with the compilation of false wilfully misleading theories written in the form of a series of complicated games disguised as religions.

These religions are not what you think they are but more about this later!

Their cargo also included various other sundry "tools" of their illusive "evil trade," In other words, they had brought with them from the realm of the damned, unnatural magic from their dying world that would form the basis of their Matrix of Illusion right here on Earth. Think of this illusion as being the Devils franchise here on Earth and many of us as the Devils loyal customers.

I remember the cloud approach Earth, and I remembered the night as she suddenly grew darker and all the stars in the sky went out except for one that stood not too far away from the Moon.

The lone star stood out as a singular powerful star that shone brightly giving off a cool white luminance that intermingled with the silver light of the Moon.

That bright star followed the cloud as it approached closer and closer until the cloud made contact with land. In the dim light I discerned a figure of what looked like a man emerge from the vehicle cloud. I carefully observed this pot bellied figure dressed in a dark suite emerge from within it. Then I noticed that there were twelve other figures attired in dark hooded robes. They quickly emerged and stood around the potbellied one. The hooded ones resembled Biblical characters as described in the "Hudite Bible" which was a predecessor to the ancient Aramaic Bible," that is to say those characters who featured in the "bible" that was in use before Jesus Christ was supposedly born. This bible would have been just one of the "bibles" that "Jesus Christ" himself would have read, in his life here on Earth.

It was in a sense of "Déjà vu," "that I knew and understood the game plan that was unfolding before my very eyes" I cannot explain the reason as to why I presciently knew and understood the game plan. I knew that the pot-bellied figure in the dark suite was Lucifer!

My eyes accustomed themselves to the darkness. I noticed that Lucifer had a thin and long elfin like face with dark coloured hair. I felt the temperature around me drop and heard the sound of rolling thunder overhead in the distant skies. The various hues of small jagged flashes of lightening was followed by a powerful flash of blue lightning, that brightly lit up the dark night, momentarily turning it into a bright day. In the bright flash, I caught sight of the dark soulless eyes of Lucifer set in his sunken sockets and his elfin face was wrapped with mottled skin that concealed an under surface of bubbling toxic poisons instead of healthy blood flow.

The lightning itself seemed to sense and understand, the intention of this great evil. The powerful lightning angrily sent out other larger flashes of bright light that went flashing out across the expanse of the skies, like electric infused whips cracking in anger before the great retribution.

The rolling drums of thunder reverberated in sequence to the lightning flashes as if warning these entities of the great day of reckoning that would surely follow their evil reign. Then the sky opened up letting out torrential rain, which came cutting across the landscape travelling at great speed like liquid glass in luminous sheets. In this entire electric storm, the evil entities remained unscathed by the extreme weather conditions and remained dry!

This was because the pure rain and the winds refused to touch these forbears of evil!

I concentrated on the unfolding scene. I was much surprised to see Lucifer, was accompanied by a woman who possessed striking and immense beauty. Her exceptional feminine features, that seemed to complement the silk haute couture long blood red dress, that lay perfectly draped, over her well-proportioned body. Her slender feet wore red leather pumps. I could tell that this "lady in red" was of great importance, as Lucifer and the other twelve ancient Angeles seemed to attend and communicate with her in a kind of a worshipping manner. The exit drill seemed well choreographed as, two of the newly arrived ancients retreated into the cloud, and shortly re alighted, carrying with them, the tools for the formation of time. The lively breeze I observed lifted the cloaks of these entities to reveal that their body structure was devoid of flesh and exclusively composed of bones. "Lucifer and his Angels," the ancient Bone People looked familiar to me, my collective consciousness, told me that this was the self same conjurers who were to be the avatars of the religious world!

These avatars were the ones that would act out as the foundation of all the gods that would be responsible in weaving themselves into the bloody tapestry of their dangerously ruthless system of religions and Eastern philosophies!

"  These false religions and false Eastern philosophies that would hold the children of this planet in a cold steely vice grip... _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

#  The First Age

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Upon this new day, I was awakened by the sound of rolling thunder. I arose and stepped outside... I looked up at the grey skies that decorated itself with flashes of lightning.

The guides had a small fire going whilst they brewed chickpea Egyptian coffee. I bellowed a hearty good morning as I sat down on the ground and joined them for coffee! I recounted my dream to them by breaking into a new discourse about the secretive Illuminati that went like this... "This was the beginning of the first age..." "The aim of this mission by the occupants within the cloud was and still is to disrupt the peaceful life, and the ways on this divine world which is actually a space ship that Illuminati named Earth. ' we are all really astronauts on this earthly space that travels on a never ending journey"

One of the Illuminatis greatest hidden agendas is to kill us off by at first making us worship their god of Artificial Intelligence that they have already programmed to annihilate us as a race and then they will take full control of our unique space ship called Earth, but more about this later"

Their secondary weapons to Artificial Intelligence are toxic poisons. The Illuminati continue to poison the air, water and the soil with plastic, chemicals and eventually when we truly understand and rise up against this Illuminati evil they hope to have a race of Artificial Intelligent robots under their control in order for these machines to kill us off.

This was planned a long, long time ago. It is advised that we should take note. This is why the elites conduct secret meetings within meetings like the "Bilderberg gatherings"

Just remember that our world and our people have absolutely no need for any machine of any kind...

I paused and looked up at the sky just as light rain began to fall and we huddled closer to the fire as I continued with my narration. The guides were truly sons of the soil because the thunder, lightning and rain did not distract them from paying close attention to me as I continued... "Let us now refocus on my observation of Lucifer and party as I witnessed them in my dreams"..."I carefully observed these forerunners to "The Matrix of Illusion" I witnessed these forerunners to the Illuminati astoundingly float through the air and move through physical objects effortlessly.

The beautiful Lady in Red turned to face me. She was indeed beautiful, with flowing dark hair that cascaded over her slender shoulders. She had beautiful almond shaped piercingly dark pupils that perfectly studded the white pools of her eyes. Her smooth olive complexioned skin was flawless unblemished enhanced further by a sensual mouth with pouting lips.

I was thinking to myself such beauty against a backdrop of the macabre Bone People! When I heard her speak to her brother and husband the sound of her voice was alluring and mesmerizingly all so beautiful, that it seemed to have a certain enchanting powerful ring to it. It reminded me of one who speaks in the language of the silver bullet.

The language of the silver bullet refers to one who has been initiated into the magic vibration of words. It is by this, I mean, one who is able to speak smoothly and sweetly but within that, seductive voice is emitted the secret vibratory sound. This sound which is known as the "word" which is the vibration that is quite able to easily kill a person by using no physical weapon, but, by just a single utterance of the "this word!"

Then in an instant, I witnessed something about her that shocked me to the core! She shape shifted into a transgender man! His eyes turned into flaming red pools of gelatine like substances. I saw death in his pus filled eyes as I stared into them. His face turned as white as the bones of some forlorn dead skeleton and his grotesque features was that of a thousand year old demon. She now he summarily slipped into a frenzy as he stuck out his serpentine like forked tongue into the air as if he was sensing the atmosphere for who knows what, as he let out a short alien guttural sound that reverberated in the vast expanse of the valley. A sudden gust of winds shot by that lifted his dress revealing her penis and virgina of this androgynous god...!  _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

❝ We live, love, eat, and breathe this Illuminati lie! "Quite simply put the Illuminati created the fable God and killed him with the "Word' I asked the guides to pay close attention to the "Word" scam!

It is by using the "Word" to control the false narrative the religion's on the one hand would preach goodness and unite humankind in groups but in the same instance; it would secretly serve to cause divisions by strife, and with this divide came conflict and wars!

❝ The weather had cleared up and the Sun came out to warm us with his love. I continued with my story to the guides..."Thus, this tiny circus of evil Illuminati prophets made their way across our natural world, effectively planting the seeds of the Matrix of Illusion across the expanse of the world in effect turning the natural world into a world of illusion and deception! A raven flew by and I thought that I could discern in her harsh grating sound that she was asking me the question "what is the great secret of the Word?" 

#  The Cradle of Civilization and Pharaoh

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We spent the day slowly making our way across the jungle. The mysterious light of twilight time heightened the spiritual energies within us and we revelled with the joy of this natural intoxication.

The night found us sitting around a campfire with me continuing to enlighten the guides about the Illuminati created false world. On this night I spoke in a firm voice for added effect...' The entire ancient Egyptian history were carried from the cradle of the Illuminati created civilization... India" It is to this very day the majority of India socially, religiously, economically are still controlled and run by the Illuminati Arya Brahmin cult whose rule spans over hundreds of years!

The civilizations within India were collapsing. In terms of the esoteric stanzas that lay within the Book of Death, the civilisations of India was to be rekindled in Egypt and reborn in Europe via the olive skinned people of Greece.

The travelling circus of the evil ones brought a newer version of civilization into the land of the mysterious pyramids and Pharaohs of Egypt. Strangely, the so-called holy Bible makes many reference to the Pharaoh's but it does not state who they where! As many are aware, the Pharaoh's were the kings and queens of ancient Egypt.

Most of the Egyptian Pharaohs were transgendered men but there were exceptions like the more famous Nefertiti and Cleopatra (the last queen of Egypt) the word Pharaoh is derived from the Greek language. It is worth noting at all important junctures that history is most often than not rewritten by the victors of war much to the great detriment of the defeated.

It is also clear for all to see that much of history is either pure fable that is bastardized and deliberately made to be distorted. "I stopped for a few seconds to admire the beauty of a crystal clear lake and then continued with the story'

"  The ancient Egyptians in fact did not refer to their king as Pharaoh; it was the Greeks and Jews who used the term Pharaoh in reference to the Egyptian king." Narmer is believed to be the first Pharaoh who ruled over Memphis the first capital of Egypt.

It is the collective systems from the Law to religion that keeps in rigid conformity to the Illuminati scripted movie were we are and it never be overstated all actors. The question is in a world where nothing is new can the Illuminati hold our attention indefinitely? I opine not! This is the reason why they have to continuously create new characters based on the ancient Illuminati movie script like Elvis Presley who was... _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

#  The lost city

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The morning had broken and in this morning, we set out with renewed vigour. The pure air in the jungle was as invigorating as can be. The guides wore a welcome philosophic look on their smooth brown complexioned faces and by observing them I knew that we had truly bonded as a team and even it was to be a temporary thing,! I recounted a part of my dream to them. The guides proved themselves to me to be simple men but with much wisdom. I suspected that my passion and goal of all things paranormal become theirs as well. These experienced ones knew the jungle better than most, but it seemed that something in them had changed. They walked about with added purpose and seemed to pay a keen interest to the mysterious and paranormal ways of the world, especially after I recounted the other intriguing aspects of my dream.

We proceeded weaving in between the heavily grown foliage and were graced suddenly by the appearance of a man of striking handsomeness who was flanked by two large stripped tigers!

This person was completely dressed in a soft garment intricately woven from grass and he wore a pair of wooden sandals constructed from wood and vine. This person of immense striking handsomeness that would put the Greek gods to shame was a Sadhu. The strikingly elegant looking tigers posed no threat to us as they looked at us with an intelligent look in their glossy soft yellow tinged eyes. I was amazed to experience for want of a better word the domesticated state of these tigers.

The Sadhu's unlike many of the other sects in India, do not wear ashes on their body or paint their faces with various coloured pigments, neither do they worship idols. They are firm believers of Parabramha or Paramathma. It were almost as if the Sadhu could read my mind and the fantastic tales that lay within, when he politely enquired if I had an interest in paranormal activities.

I did booth, shook my head and replied yes, when a thought darted across my mind that Sadhus are believed to be adepts of the discipline of Raj Yoga, Raj Yoga literally translates into the highest form of purely psychic yoga amongst all its yogic forms. Raj Yogis hold within themselves the ability to understand and speak all languages, the ability to remote view, read other peoples thoughts, heal all diseases, witnessing at their choosing events that occur thousands of miles from them. They also possess the ability to keep up their youthful appearance over incredibly long periods. If this is not enough then they also have the means to leave their bodies and enter other people's frames. It is by using the secret disciplines of Vashitva, which is the ability to kill or tame any wild animals with their eyes and the ability to hypnotize anybody at will. The provocative question is...are Raj Yogi Adepts, demons, or holy men.

If I consider all of these powers of those that belong to fellowship of Raj – Yogis. I ask myself the question, will these powers not make all Raj – Yogis gods? When held against our worldly definition of "god" I do not believe that they, the Raj Yogis, are gods, but in this world of Illuminati deception, they could just as easily portray themselves as such. The Sadhu briskly led us down a steep pathway and after about the 100 meters mark, I could see the remains of what might have been towns and villages of antiquity, all of them literally built one on top of each other's compressed remains. We must have proceeded about a steep 700 meters down the winding path and he only stopped once we reach a huge entrance with a huge carved pillar on the one side and I noticed a similar pillar laying broken on the earthen floor a few feet away from an upright pillar.

We entered under the dome shaped roof and came into a courtyard, which must have been the size of seven villages. We walked across the courtyard and I noticed roads that were fashioned out of crushed white stones, which were smoothly, plastered into meticulous strips of single car width roadways much of which the trees and shrubs were slowly reclaiming. The Sadhu led us into a hall that was situated close by a large oak tree.

Upon entering, I was amazed by the sight that greeted my eyes. I witnessed statues of Buddha's of different shapes and sizes. Along the large faded wall stood three large statues of Buddha whose features were those of Negroid dark skinned, complete with flat noses, thick lips, curly hair, and forty-five degree facial angle.

All of them stood with their hands extended and their fingers pointing with what I assumed by the accusing expression chiselled into their faces to another large statue that stood at the far end of the cavernous hall. Upon close inspection, it closely resembled the statue of Gautama Buddha! I looked around and saw another slender Buddha who was chiselled out of red stone with a cold revengeful deathly look chiselled in his eyes. This Buddha wore a red robe with a cold deathly look in his eyes that I have never seen in any other statue of Buddha, as the red robed one hatefully stared down at the medium sized Gautama Buddha!

The Sadhu abruptly turned to the entrance and unceremoniously said chalo!" it was as if he was revolted by the message as depicted in this setting of Buddha's...As true believers, Sadhus manly belong to a school of simplicity and shun all worldly materialism. Between the Sadhus and the majority of Shudras tribes of India, that is to say, Shudra means the knee bowers who are predominantly idol worshipers, the very concept of which is antagonistic to the Sadhu class of people.

This difference between the Sadhu class and Shudra idol worshipers is as clearly marked as night and day or as the dualism between the "Moon people and Krishna and the Sun people and Ram." We trudged along the white roadways until we came to yet another entrance whose ornate wrought gate was torn by time and lay curiously dangling held in a precarious angle by just a single rusted bolt. We walked past this gate and continued along the streets as I heard the scurrying of various creatures moving into safety from our perceived threat. The Sadhu informed us that the secret Illuminati Hindu Rajas occupied this town hundreds of years ago. It is believed that secret society member Pengala who invented "profit" which is that dark and evil slave-building concept of "profit" from what many believe to be documented in a book written by the Devil. Pengala who was an astute Sanskrit sage who lived in this town and authored many other religious works as well.

This town in its so called glory days was known simply as Vindhya and is believed to be the birthplace of civilization in the first age that was made to spread into Kashi and then into all other parts of India and in many other distant lands stretching across the vast oceans. There was no cement used in the building of the huge and opulent city whose walls and buildings consisted of well cut square stones that locked so tightly together that a razor blade would not be inserted between them.

This city is one hundred square miles and the white crushed stone roads were laid out in a gridiron fashion. The road was lined with ornate bungalows of every shape and description interspersed with two and three story palaces built from a multitude of pastel coloured square cut stone complete with marble pillars many of which lay strewn on the floor like matchsticks, its once polished and gleaming surfaces was weather beaten, discoloured and stained. The intricately cast iron balustrades and dry water vessel that served to pipe water into these homes lay empty, dry, and abandoned all around, like Picasso, or Rodin abstract iron sculptures in a junkyard.

We came across a huge bathhouse complete with farrows and giant white granite troughs that now served as huge containers for the various plants that made it their home. So rich and opulent was a city that the merchants of Venice and the other hubs of commerce sought out this place hundreds of years before the arrival of the British Raj. The British Raj was no more or less a special arm of the Illuminati mystery schools and their murderous occupation of India at the centre of which lay well-organised rings of human traffickers that provided eunucks, little boy sex slaves to the so-called elite empire builders beholden to their dark forces.

The Sadhu walked us to a section of the city that was the resting place of the king of the city, when he had reached the pinnacle of his temporal power and glory. The Kings silverish and white marble mausoleum was riddled with ornate gold designs amidst Sanskrit inscription, its plaques, marble steps and pillars are now strewn on the ground half covered with earth and creepers as his sarcophagus lays strewn on its side with no trace of his skeletal remains!

We then walked further down the streets and entered a palace whose ornate interior was slowly succumbing to the will of nature. Adjacent to this palace was a huge library with shelves of books that extended three floors up with a centre well incorporated into the super structure. I walked up to one of the shelf's to examine some of the hard covered books, but like the cement-less blocks that was used in the construction of the city, these books could not be pried apart neither for love or money. I observed that many of these books just disintegrated into damp powder at the slightest of pressure from my gripping hands!

We decided to spend the night in this city of the dead. We found a clearing amongst what is now reduced to a city of junk. We busied ourselves laying out our sleeping bags. We were tired hungry and thirsty, we would take some small supper this day with our new guests, as I turned around to look for the Sadhu and the tigers, they had vanished.

I asked the guides where the Sadhu went to without saying goodbye. The guides looked at each other knowingly without saying a word. I picked their curious look that said it all... and I said no more, I understood!

After supper, I lay down close to the fire and noted the events of the day in my dairy. I thought of the Sadhu as I do not really know why but I equated him to a plant called the Welwitschia mirabilis that flourishes in the Nahamib Dessert in Africa whose long leaves that protects many creatures from the searing heat of the Sun and yet it grows half-dead and half alive! This plant lives for up to one thousand five hundred years!

This led me to contemplate the ability of one living in a walking, talking world and at will, being able to turn into spirit form. Please do not misunderstand me, I am not insinuating anything! It was just a strange thought that crossed my mind. I turned my head and I looked at the silhouette of what was an opulent city of great splendour and much luxury and thought to myself...in the coin of luxury, the flipside of that coin is squalor and oozing misery, which is the shadow of luxury.

I opined that if the latter is a given, as is evidenced here and around the worlds, then "luxury "surely must be seriously reconsidered by us, "the people" on a more simplified but seriously contemplated level! Such is the futility of fake wealth and the worldly fake power, as we know it. I felt saddened by operates incessant greed for the accumulation of fake physical objects as a sign of his fake status his fake wealth and fake power. In addition, more than anything else I felt pity for the unwarranted abuse of nature in operates greedy mindless pursuit of the fiction that rains down from the Illuminati tower of Babel that caused great chaos and confusion on the ground.

It was to be this night; I lay my head down and allowed myself to fade into a field of white luminous energetic light... 

#  The Chosen Ones

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I remembered the words of Mr Fagan in my dream, which went like this... "Let me stress a prime feature of the Illuminati, when and if their plans for global control are discovered, they will wipe out all of the Jews from the face of the earth. This will be done in order to divert suspicion from themselves. And bear in mind that they let Hitler who was financed by the crooked Warburg and Rothschilds (both born Jews) to incinerate Jews.

The creation of the State of Israel using stolen Palestinian land by the Rothschild is a very dangerous move. This places millions of non-Zionist and other orthodox Jews like the Neturei Karta at risk of genocide for the actions and the secret agenda of the Zionists Talmudic arm of the Illuminati Jewish cult. In any case the creation of the state of Israel has Illuminati fingerprints and it is not the creation by the Messiah!

We the people have taken to the word of the complex fiction as being the gospel truth that the Devil had written down in a book... the Book of Death that inspired the Christian Bible!

I dreamt of jumping back in time... I saw all of those false inventions by the Devil that were carefully scribed and ordained in the Book of Death. And from that single book it as a source and gave rise to the libraries (lie-buries) of the entire Iluminati based civilised world. And from this mere book of make believe, perhaps an ancient version of Pulp Fiction that gave life to the symbolic Godlike chair of power that sits atop the imaginary pyramid. It is this imaginary chair of power that runs every board and institution that makes up the fable that that draws on our human currency to power its Matrix of Illusion.

This Zionist Talmudic Jewish Cult has joined with Lucifer and has secretly adopted the Devil's Book of Death as their own through the Talmud. It is the teachings in this Book of Death that is also hidden within the Jewish kabala, cabbala or cabbala (it all means the same, just different spelling to confuse us) This cabal of Zionist Talmudic Jews, are answerable to no one on this planet Earth,

❝ The Zionist Jews are answerable to no law, as its leaders all stand above each form of law.

They stand above every other human being on this Earth as our masters. They are the people force and the people power on this planet! Virtually behind every discipline of economic, science, psychology, law, conspiracy, fashion, music, acting, religion, Zionism, think tank, arts, technological including mechanical inventions, conspiracy theories, stands a Zionist Talmudic Jew at its helm and as its grandmaster. 'This is fact!"

Likewise, behind virtually every porn and sex industry and human trafficking network stands a Zionist Talmudic Jew at its helm and as its grandmaster, as is paedophile Jeffrey Epstein a cog in a very large wheel. In a seemingly endless list, virtually every industrial design concept and chic style of urbanized living stands a Zionist Talmudic Jew as its inventor and grandmaster. Behind every classical and operatic lyric and its commercial production stands the Zionist Talmudic Jew as its director, producer and grandmaster. The Zionist Talmudic Jew is the few that control the many. And even right up until this day, coming down for hundreds of years which at the time of writing this book in this so called twenty first century, in this so called age of liberation, the Zionist Talmudic Jewish cult stands as our paymaster and us as their chattel slaves!

#  The Fingerprints Of Deceptive gods.

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❝ I awoke and analysed my dream further...In most cases we have unwittingly become joined with Lucifer in his hidden cult of death by accepting its religions, paganism and traditions.

The God and gods really has no concrete meaning. Religion just uses powerful words to influence its disciples to unknowingly react in a manner that is pleasing to Lucifer.

It can easily be said that Lucifer and his Angeles are using the power and hidden meaning of the "Word" to cast a spell on you. 

#  Ashmodeus and the Prophet

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The sannyasi continued to communicate to me in my "dream state"

Sannyasi came into my dream... he showed me how the economic world of greed and avarice would end as he slowly reached out and lightly touched the penal gland on my forehead with his forefinger.

His actions caused me to go into a state of transmutation and enter into a circular tunnel of light that radiated a strong energy that which consumed my physical body and turned it into light energy.

The next thing I knew was that I was I was exiting from a large psychedelic tube as I witnessed shimmering and pixel like pieces emanate from the air and form itself into a scenery of a landscape in a dark night in which a large solid gothic style mansion materialised and took centre stage!

The portal fully opened completely with the sound of howling winds that swished pass me travelling at speeds that was deflected into a multitude of air streams by the tall surrounding trees. The winds used the trees as a kind of a musical wind instrument giving off a musical tune as it barrelled passes the trees.

The mournful chilling sound of that tune seemed to portend the terrible ritual that I was to witness on the inside of that lonesome building that emanated a negative field of energy as it stood macabre like foreshadowed by the strange unusual Blue Moonlight! There I was, trying to stand steady in the strong winds. It was on this fateful windswept night, in a dark secluded island called "Skull" a barrier island, not far off from the State of Georgia.

This island witnessed a secret brotherhood of megalomaniac members of a "death cult" who masqueraded as worldly elite bankers; gather stealthily in the silence of the night. These twelve adepts of the mystery schools, who rule by secrecy, the masses through the "secret religion of money," a creation and instrument of the demon king "Asmodeus, king of the demons"

There were twelve, just twelve members in total, which congregated within the cavernous basement of a very large stone gothic style mansion. He fellowship of twelve, wield enormous temporal power, in the material world, acting out as money masters to the billions of people who are their debt slaves. It is ironical that these so called powerful people, within the death cult, who live fearful lives, whilst executing the secret agenda of their hidden Demon.

It is within this order that the ancient assassins, stand as the hidden custodians protecting the Lucuferian fable. These souls of, the eternal shadow people, who stand behind the veil of secrecy, in a state of readiness, almost like hawks at the flanks of this secret "Demonic Order" ready at the drop of a hat, to bring death on wings to those that deviated from the fiendish master plan of this death cult.

The twelve wasted no time, in adorning themselves with a black hooded robe, complete with red silk lining. They quickly assumed their respective places by stepping within a large circle carved into the hewn black - stone floor of the basement. The "ciocca" - wrought iron candle chandelier, that dangled squarely overhead, projected eerie shadows onto the uneven stone walls of the basement, flickering its dancing dull yellow luminance, that gave off an eerie animation to a large ancient looking map, that depicted the Earth, not as a globe but as rather as being..."oh!" "So flat!"

The initiated head of the brotherhood was called the "PROFIT" or known simply as the "Prophet" to the common man, Adepts of the ancient mystery schools know that the word "profit" as used in its present form is, in fact, a generic meaning for the original and "true meaning of the word "PROPHET"

According to the extremely ancient secret religion of money" Everyman knowingly or not saves his work, toil, and sweat, including his time, as units within this "thing" an instrument called money. The PROFIT recited a mantra from the extremely ancient sacred book of "magik." The ancient blood stained canvas cover of the book loosely held together, the handwritten parchment pages as authored by the Devil. The Devil's real identity is hidden by a false masquerade of pseudonyms and characters as is common practice with the popes that head up the Vatican who operate under pseudonyms but these are just names that they put on entities to confuse us. Asmodeus was in stark reference to the Devil and in this regard known as Asmodeus king of the demons.

This codex, which is "a demonic relic," that has been preserved and protected by its fiendish custodians like the Rothschild family, Aleister Crowley, Kenneth Anger and Roman Polanski through the mists of time.

A hidden hand guides this evil codex, as it slowly makes its way from one secret brotherhood to the next through the mists if time. This codex brings death to the goyim people of the world and great privilege, wealth to its secret elite and celebrity custodians like Mick Jagger, Bono, Robert Plant of Pink Floyd fame, Harvey Weinsten, Henry Kissinger, George Soros to name a few. Virtually all of Hollywood, Bollywoods and the above actors are Satanists.

Thus, the codex abdicates from one crisis-torn flaming empire to the next, leaving in its wake a war of deliberate woven ignorance, confusion, assassinations, misery, much gore and upheaval against the shell-shocked and confused people. Each chapter of the book, by clear and precise expression, defines many arcane disciplines and subjects.

Chapter 1 deals with the real hidden secret, and meaning of the word magic that is inherent in gold. This is in stark contrast to the weasel-worded version of this secret, which is commonly known to the outside world, as the "Philosophers Stone."

At the heart of this magic that is known as the "Philosophers Stone" is a detailed, "how to" use the esoteric powers that lie latent in gold.

It describes in detail how one can use this power, to create and recreate a personified force that could steal the entire wealth and "real spiritual wealth" of the world! Then brazenly give the people in return, worthless pieces of paper, which are commonly known as money, as a tool and compensation, all the while convincing them that, the paper has great value. "This is magic"

Chapter 1 also goes on to highlight the rules on how to carefully hide this secret religion of money, by creating an umbrella smokescreen of a hundred thousand other religions, cults and traditions, some of them to be small sects and others that are to be large institutions.

In order for this 'money charade to be executed, like the "Cosmic Dance of "Lord Nataraja" all other nine chapters from the book of magic that need to be executed in synchronicity and in precise sequence, as a subtle, organized, pervasive, all seeing sub- religion to the religion of money. This was to be executed by our "actor based reality" in conjunction with the offering of a million souls at the altar of Asmodeus king of the demons.

Chapter 2 deals with the art of propaganda that can be used as a weapon against the masses, and how to use it to conduct never-ending psychological warfare.

Chapter 3 details how to mine and create small and large monsters out of iron. The black blood that is cruelly sucked up from mother Earth energizes these machines.

It also details how to build devastating weapons out of the hidden energies that circle the earth. It goes on to outline the mechanics behind the creation of guns, bullets, bombs, ammunition, flying machines out of air and water.

Chapter 4 deals with the science of biology, medicine, and genetic engineering that can be used as a biological weapon against both man and plants in this satanic illusive world.

Chapter 5 outlines the discipline of physiology and how to kill or programme to kill, by using the power of the "Word" and "notations" in the hidden language of music that biologically attacks the subconscious mind by negatively reversing the energy fields within the body.

Chapter 6 details how to confuse and entrap the masses using the false worldly concept of time.

Chapter 7 contains cosmogony and secrets of the Binary Sun, the hidden worlds that co- exists in our world, and it clearly defines and states that our world and the solar systems are beyond the concept of being "primordial"

Chapter 8 outlines how to confuse and steal the mind by bleaching it and then reformatting it, as a creature of finite social thought, and structure, through the science of sociology.

The 9th chapter "notates" the secret sub-language of Babylon as a hidden medium, and how to personify the demons banking system "as a functioning beast" out of thin air."

It must be borne out that the evil force or god of money wax and wane, and eventually it becomes destroyed by the law of nature.

In terms of the mysterious chapters in the book of majik, the only known cure for this is to create, using occult majik, a new personified force or money god, but it also goes on to explain that this is only a short relief and nothing else. This calls for an enormous amount of virgin gold, in order to keep the charade alive. However, the problem is, as nuclear power depletes uranium, similarly, the recreation of a personified money god, depletes the latent energies residing in gold.

Armun yok ye armun yok ye ardvali shukt ye ardvali Armun yok ye armun yok ye ardvali shukt ye ardvali Ra yuk ya ra, Ra yuk ya ra.

Translated from the secret language it it meant, our god Asmodeus king of the demons, we gather here today to make a sacrificial offering to you our master, lord and god!

Fiat money, which is inconvertible paper money, that is made legal tender by this magic, and reinforced through the barrel of a gun.

Fiat money is despised by the laws of nature that always destroys it for the Devil incarnate that it is. This is done within a short timeline of about a hundred years or so, indeed a short timeline in an ancient world that spans hundreds of years.

There have been numerous desperate banker and other attempts by the "Deep State" to reverse this destruction of fiat money.

They have used other means such as orchestrating epic war, and creating senseless consumerism and industrialization! All of this however is done in vain!

The best that they could do was prolonging the inevitable by using a toxic cauldron, which dispenses intoxicating smoke, in a finite and dangerously contoured landscape of mirrors.

The masses! What about the masses? Why! The seeds of great fear of the unknown have been liberally sown amongst the mainly timid, that comprise the vast majority of the masses. The seeds that grow Illuminati deception in the mind are nurtured daily with the water of ignorance and by the blood of false patriotism.

Yawning divisions are created by religion and class distinction, by the tiny vanguards of pseudo elites. The "majority" of these persons who have been "deliberately and ignorantly" schooled.

These strife inflicted peoples' that comprise this roiling sea, that we call the masses!

As a bone tossed to a hungry dog, which unquestioningly licks, plays with, chews and perhaps in some cases devour the bone, in a similar fashion, the majority of the masses chew. In addition, some even devour unquestioningly, any remnants of elite tinged lies, which are dressed with a hint of perceived normalcy. If there is anything that the masses crave, and cling to, it is "their skewed perception of normalcy"

Yoke you tee or ray ok you amen yoke your amen... the continuous chant in their droning voice could be heard resonating the formidable stone walls of the vast mansion. When translated from a secret sub - language of the Babylon Text. This meant that the system of capitalism is in deep crises.

We fear and the trends and records show us that the time for fiat money in its present form is running out.

As history has shown us that, the power of the god of fiat money always returns to its intrinsic, value, which is zero!

Our lord and master, Asmodeus king of the demons, tonight we humbly request a new force and a new god to perpetuate the illusion of money.

We evoke and offer to you the stolen souls of a million soldiers, sacrificed at the altar of deception, in your honour to our Lord and God.

These soldiers have gone to their deaths willingly, over nothing more than a "flag" and your sacred "Word" The real meaning of these "words" that so very few amongst them seems to grasp and understand

It was not the bombs, nor the guns that killed them, but rather it was your secret weapon and "Majik" as embodied in the "Word" and the mysterious symbols of "patriotism" that lies hidden in the flag.

The flag! They are all your flags Asmodeus king of the demons, they silently do your bidding through a "propagandised program" to win over their hearts, minds and souls.

These soldiers are like moths to a flame. The indoctrination process starts upon the Childs' exit from the mother's womb! These children moulded to become instruments of their own assassinations.

The soldiers who fearlessly fight in our secretly crafted banker wars, between nations that make up your world.

Just as the flickering "ciocca" gave animation to the ancient map of the world, so too the wind flutters the pretty and innocent looking symbol adorned flags of your nations. If one looked carefully but concealed within their soft fabric lies the secret symbol of "winged death" which are hidden "icons" that are codices, that possess a secret key to unlock "that deep something" regressed into the human psyche! "That something" that has been planted there insidiously by the hidden hand. Behold the silent comely word that is whispered from the "icon" in the flag! The eye instantaneously unlocking its silent "majik whisper" and upon vision, for within that ghostly whisper resides a subliminal message. And from the flag a subtle kind of a voice is emitted, passively extending a silent trigger!

And to the benign and unwary, its image shall like a spring-heeled demon that is laying restless and ready to leap out and fill your soul with darkness.

As these countries who rally their masses and their fighting men around their respective national flag.

And when the band breaks out playing the national anthem, or any other frivolous tune for that matter. There is a blend of rhythm as each band member rhythmically beats on drums, whilst others skilfully manipulate various musical instruments, and giving their breath to one or more wind instruments, in a great orchestration of sound, and behold at times when the conductor standing forth, and waving his baton to the band like a magical wand that it is.

One must be cautious for the demon resides within the music. And more specifically, it is in the sound of music.

Those ancient wizards of Asmodeus king of the demons, many hundreds of years ago, have very craftily created a language in the form of notation. This language is capable of being subliminally infused "mysteriously into the sound of music" This demonic language is quite capable of carrying forth a messages or messages written into the – notation - to personify aurally, the commanding voice of the demon god within the sound of music!

The brain is a "creature" a creature of coherence! Think of the brain as the most advanced computer that we will ever know, composed not of iron and plastic but made through love of soft blood infused tissue and mighty energy!

In many instances, the demons message as contained within a tune, is the only fully coherent notation!

As this mechanically produced radiant energy of sound and music infuses with the air and is thrust forth by longitudinal pressure waves, at first making aural contact with one's ear which then barrels into ones brain.

The confused brain tries to make sense of this noise and within a millisecond it dissects, and analyses every note! And strings together only the "cognizant" - notation – discarding all other associated sound (no matter how soothing and pleasant sounding) as nothing but mere inconsequential noise.

The subconscious mind registers only the - cognizant notation -as being the "coherent" which just happens to be the "message" of the demon' And this is how the secret language of the demon is communicated to us, in effect hypnotizing the one, of the two minds in your body.

The subconscious mind has a will and purpose of its own, all this at the expense of, and unbeknown to the undisciplined conscious mind.

No spoken words, no books... just a sound...! it needn't be the national anthem, it could be a love song or any other piece of music or sweet song, that acts as a medium to carry forth the demon's message, calling you out through the mist of time... calling you to action, calling you to act in a certain way... no spoken words, no books... just music hypnotically taking control of your body... no spoken words no books, a hidden voice, a masked compelling cry of the agenda of the beast... for this message is hidden even within the most alluring music... no spoken words no books...

Now, as the idolised flag is raised high up on the flagpole, the band breaks out in a battle cry,(in this instance the beast bays for war) aurally reaching out to its audience and stirring up the sleeping beast within their psyche.

Upon hearing this cry, there are those in the audience that will swear blind, of a shiver that runs through their body being overwhelmed by an emotional surge of patriotism, and a strong feeling of invincibility, that wells up from within.

This looming spiritual emotion, it is in fact another spiritual body, that awakens and animates within one's body, this is the shiver, a sensation is felt very easily, as at the first, one feels for no other explicable reason, a sudden shiver, a tingling rush, a sudden light-headedness, and then an emotion of great allegiance. This coupled with, and a feeling of strange invincibility that wells up from within oneself.

As the cry of the wind instrument are heard and the beating of the bass drum that emulates a beating heart! This wind and drum combination gives a living, breathing heart beating credence of life, to the source of that sound of music.

It is whilst one is under this influence, of this intoxicating feeling of, in this case, "nationalism" it becomes easy for all to see with an acute understanding, how and why, many otherwise ordinary and timid souls tends to swear blind allegiance to the violent concept, of "nation building" by doing war! What is war good for? War is good for nothing except to bring a flood of death amongst ourselves whilst the elites sit pretty!

Within the basement, the chanting now seemed to reach a feverish pitch. Yelpspgsh etjinn warburgesv ikohijit zvalu schrondodus savali.

Meaning, we long for a cashless society, this would buy us a long time to control the illusionary world and the threat of the rising masses! The gold of the world is running out...

It was almost as if by majik, a soft gust of wind blew through the basement extinguishing the thirteen large candles in the "ciocco." The clouds that veiled the full solstice Moon slowly drifted away made warm by the lunar light.

The blue moon then changed and then casts forth her silver shadows through the array of the tiny stained glass windows that lined the upper fortress-like walls of the basement, causing a strong well-defined reddish glow to emanate within.

A sudden exited gasp could be heard from the twelve who interpreted this as a sign from their god! Asmodeus king of the demons.

The hooded PROFIT seemed to grasp a new sense of energy and continued with a renewed sense of enthusiasm. The paraplegic profit wheeled himself forward to face the black alabaster statue of Asmodeus king of the demons" and held up his right hand with his fingers splayed and his palm facing the statue. In an unwavering voice recited to the solidly carved thirteen foot stone statue of "Asmodeus king of the demons"

We have come with a plan that had been drawn and debated by the brotherhood over a long period.

My god, Asmodeus king of the demons we are here, we are gathered here today, our Lord and God and pay honour to you. We respectfully request the favour of a son.

Create this son in your image through a manifestation of majik, let him be invisible, omniscient, omnipotent, and indestructible. Let him be crowned the new god to the religion of earthly money.

It will be through my son that we intend to breathe new life into the religion of money. A tool of the Ancient Temples, Your temples my Lord.

It is envisaged that my son, this solder of Asmodeus king of the demons, shall carry out an economic war, at first by deception, and then through pseudo laissez-faire economics. We have chosen the name "Dirivitivos"for him, which when translated from the "Secret Babylonian Code" means "The divine creation of Asmodeus King of the demons"

Dirivitivos, shall expand our economic world with a special kind of a weapon called hyper- credit. Hyper-Credit, the likes of which this world has never seen, and never shall see again! "No, never... not ever"

And by tomorrow like the phoenix that arose from the ashes. So too a new world order shall be born. Derivativos shall rise as a guest of the morning Sun.

We know just as those in the mystery school know that this son shall be born, using the mysterious and the secret alien esoteric power that is embedded deep within the atoms in the sweat of the Sun.

Fiat money shall become this new god "Dirivitivos Alter Ego "and together they shall by stealth and deception take over the minds, body and souls of the vast majority of the masses.

In their omnipotence, they shall reside in the wallets, purses, pockets and minds in all of mankind, in this moneyed economic plane, giving the masses the pseudo-perception of moneyed freedom, with the joy of acquiring material artefacts and baubles. These artefacts and baubles in many instances serve no real purpose except for being the relics of the God "Vanity!"

It shall be by magic, that money under the control of Dirivitivos, who shall use the majik of inflation, and then deflation to the detriment of the masses.

The magikal spirit of inflation shall like a thief in the night, invisibly enter everyman's homes with the stealth of a cat burglar, whilst he sleeps, and steals his time, sweat and efforts, that he stores as units in this thing called "money" At first this shall be done through inflation then much later by deflation.

When the family arises as the morning Sun comes a visiting, and the master of the household tabulates the money in his safe, he shall discover that all the money is intact and nothing is amiss. So there is no crime to be reported to the authorities! Or is there?

Dirivitivos and money shall dizzily tango in the corridors of government, and every office, business both large and small, beholding them in a death lock to a single money god, and to a single temple, and thus to you my Lord and God Asmodeus king of the demons.

It was by this insidious deed, the toil, sweat and time of man are stolen by an invisible hand. And like tributaries that flow into the great river, so too shall the toil, sweat and accumulated time of man invisibly flow into the hands of the few thousand vanguards of the power drunk elites, who are under the strict deathly control of the twelve and thus to Ashodeus!

Behold from this great chaos, the "Goddess Eris" shall arise, sowing her special brand of great destruction and stealing what little order is left in this sad and confused world. Thus, the poorer confused masses shall become easier to rule, and their pitiful destruction made much simple, akin to the swatting of flies in this miserable dishonest state of madness.

Thus Dirivitivos, as created by the hand of our Lord and God Asmodeus king of the demons, this wonderful creation shall hold within his hands the Midas touch! Who shall have the power to create out of thin air great riches for his masters, whilst simultaneously enslaving the vast majority of mankind with the burden of inflation, deflation, debt, interest and delusional materialism?

Then the spilt blood of the twelve was collectively combined in a medieval silver chalice. One by one, they gave their hand to the parchment pages of the book of the members register that lay open upon an antique French commode, using their own blood instead of ink!

Then each gave their hand to the certificate of incorporation, into the district of Columbine, and the sum total of "The Banks Shares" was apportioned amongst the twelve.

By this occult deed, the "Reserve Bank of the World" was born, by doing majik on that moonlight night.

One by one the twelve filed forth in great silence and placed their certificates on a mega block of solid gold that sat on a steel pallet.

Then, like the opening of the petals of a "rosebud," the chanting started and rose to a crescendo.

We call upon our god to give life to his avatar, who shall be a soldier of money and by the powers vested in him, to carry out our common goal, and to realise our earthly dreams of the money creed of Asmodeus king of the demons.

We offer in perpetuity to this avatar this block of solid gold, the spoils of our banker wars.

Included within this golden block are the gold from the idol Brahma and also the 22 talents stolen from Golconda and Amaragirl mines and together with it all the hoards of gold of the nations of the world that we hold in trust!

The banker PROFIT then slowly bent down and gave his breath to the share certificates that were placed on the block of gold. The symbolism of this singular act in occultism is to give the breath of life, which was tantamount to giving life to something, in this instance it were the share certificate where the gold were a source of its energy! This is also known as the "kiss of life!"

At that precise moment, the basement transformed itself into the a deathly womb of silence, Then all of the sudden a strange reddish glow lit up and seemed to hover over the share certificates that lay on the block of gold.!

#  The Invisable Demon

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It was in a flash that the temperature within the basement seemed to plunge, and almost simultaneously, something occurred.

Slowly a silhouette of a creature that was half man and half wolf could be discerned slowly forming from that reddish mist.

It shockingly had claws for hands! It grasped the huge block of gold.

The solid block of gold that weighed tonnes, began to levitate, and oscillate in mid air as if it was a weightless object!

The creature flashed a multitude of psychedelic colours whilst emitting a soft hum. The buzzing sound could be heard distinctly as this otherworldly creature seemed to extract the esoteric alien properties from the sweat of the Sun.

The newborn seemed to glow brighter by the moment, and then without warning it just exploded giving off a thunderous bang, causing the twelve, to quickly bow down onto the hard floor in prostration.

The twelve only dared stand up once it was obvious that the creature had left the basement. A strange alien odour rent the air.

Meanwhile half of mankind slept, whilst the other half went about their daily business oblivious to this great deed of majik that would soon impact on all their daily lives!

Many years later a lone reporter from the mass - media, would attempt by smoke and mirrors to credit a single Irish trader for the creation of the concept of derivatives, as an "economic term" which was nothing more than a smokescreen reference to the traders haphazard paper trades.

The god to confuse mankind that debt was wealth, and paper money a "PROFIT and King" was unleashed on the unsuspecting economic world.

Faith in this enormous charade is maintained by daily fervent prayer, as preached by the mass – media's unclean spiritual "teledeceptors" in their role as "cheerleaders" in the fleeting "Temple of deception"

The Karmic Laws of nature had registered this fraud and retribution was sure to follow in an inconceivable manner.

The twelve in secret waged a never-ending "hot war" with the masses of the world.

World War 1 never ended! It was just repackaged as a "Circus of Death" and exported around the world masquerading as a chain of other new wars.

It was not long afterwards that the President of Lamerica closed the gold window by executive order. And thus with the stroke of a pan, tonnes of gold backing of the dollar were stolen, and the dollar was transformed into nothing but paper... as it too became a derivative... of thin air!...In all but name.

The family of currencies of the world followed in lockstep sequence in this waltz to their destruction. The enormous wealth-creating powers of the god Dirivitivos wasted no time in creating vast swathes of wealth. Like the "King Midas! Everything it touched turned to gold. It was by hyper credit expansion that proved to be sufficient to invigorate and reinvigorate dying currencies and economies of the world. The twelve and their vanguard of pseudo elites bathed in ecstasy in their vast oceans of newly created illusive wealth.

The god Dirivitivos expanded on the old debt models, to create new debt financial systems of epic proportions. This was the impetus for many small companies who very quickly grew to become corporations. Existing Corporations grew to become gargantuan multinationals. Multinationals well they just took over most of the governments of the world in all but name, increasing the "Deep State" and its dystopia.

The stock exchange grew at an unprecedented but alarming rate. This caused mere millionaires to become billionaires and of course, the rape of earth's natural resources by this scoundrel class of elites increased.

One day the twelve took a vote to turn that sacred block of gold that now resided in a vault in Fort Knox into good delivery bars. These bars were sold to a client who was the head of a mystery school that resided within the bowels of the Iceland's of Tartiqua. They removed and melted the gold from the base of god Dirivitivos. In this epic betrayal and act of greed and avarice that they had reneged on a sacred promise, that they had made on that eventful night to their Lord and God "Asmodeus king of the demons" It is strongly believed that in the world of money, nothing is sacred and the Devil always goes back on its word.

This disappearing act as committed by the twelve severed the invisible thread that bonded the god Dirivitivos to the block of gold! Derivatives immediately sensed this deprivation of his power base, which was the severance of his golden umbilical cord. He instantaneously and ominously became enraged by this treachery of the money drunk twelve. In a string of unintended consequences, something very strange occurred a short while later. Dirivitivos let out a roar that could be heard within the four corners of the earth!

His rage was boundless and coupled with the ability to move at hypersonic speed, with the inherent explosive force of a nuclear bomb, he turned himself into a nemesis of the system that he helped to create. Brazenly the temple of deception blamed this sound on a weather anomaly.

Within seconds, the Dow Jones Stock exchange began to collapse. The Reserve Bank stepped in and bought shares in the significant corporations that comprise the Dow Jones index.

On one dark night, one of the twelve claimed to see a terrible apparition of Dirivitivos, who spoke to him in tongues. As each of his words passed through his lips, his features morphed to resemble the features of each one of the twelve that were present on the night, of his creation. This terrible experience haunted Edmend Saffra the banker and caused him to go mad and he set himself alight in his 70th story penthouse in New York City.

A few of the other members of the twelve sailed their yachts to their far-flung island retreats, in a vain attempt to escape the wrath of Dirivitivos. Some of the other members of the twelve including Howard the billionaire had become totally reclusive, never to be heard or seen again in public.

Then on one fateful day, there were other very strange occurrences. The god Dirivitivos had started forming huge economic bubbles, and the unthinkable happened, the bubbles began to burst. The monster from "Skull Island" had formulated a strategic war plan of his own.

The first reaction by the Reserve Bank was to order the arrest and destruction of Dirivitivos. The secret elite corps within the military known as the Storm Delta Troopers proved ineffective against an invisible enemy. Dirivitivos was no longer under the members' chain of command. Dirivitivos answered by bankrupting and throwing at their feet, in the ancient esoteric hubs of capitalism, the satellite state of Babylon, and the mother of Dormenica- Lon-don Barhouse Brothers Bank, and later to their god Dormenica in Lamerica, Ekron and Short Term Credit Guarantee Corporation.

The fight turned into a war between Dirivitivos and the death cult that masqueraded as bankers. As Dirivitivos increased his attack on Lamerica, Lamerica responded by printing more money.

And far, far away, Dirivitivos then did the unthinkable and bankrupted one of the most populous Red countries in the world.

And the far, far away the equal and opposite yellow elite bankers, that masquerades as a death cult in that land of the Red Dragon, sent their assassins to Lamerica to collect their gold, that was supposed to be held in trust, but the cupboards were bare!

Their Western counterparts handed the manufacturing base of Lamerica as collateral to the far far away Red Dragon yellow elite Bankers. Then Dirivitivos turned to the land of kings and queens, and the countries that lay along the Mediterranean and slowly bankrupted their economies.

With a hop and a skip, he jumped over into the Land of the Rising Sun, and caused an irreversible shadow to be cast over the entire economy of that country. The Reserve Bank had no choice but to print even more money and build lager ghost cities. This was an act of utter and complete economic madness when factories that churned out the latest automobiles, but due to a lack of demand they secretly recalled and crushed these new vehicles only to have them rebuilt again from the scrap meterial!

A network of railroads, and other elaborate road systems, that leads' one to nowhere were built, all this for none else but to create the illusion of prosperity and not wealth, but simply the wealth effect.

In a show of brinkmanship, Dirivitivos pushed the entire stock market into the edge of the abyss The Reserve Bank responded by decreasing the interest rates to zero and did away with price discovery on most asset classes. This act by the Reserve Bank caused economic bubbles of their very own making to be formed. The final showdown seems to be on hand, as the bankers huddle together in fear of Dirivitivos.

And in the meanwhile, like snake charmers, the Reserve Bank at will, talk stock, bond and the other entire markets up or down with promises and lies.

They realise that there are no weapons or tools left to fight this monster, and Dirivitivos threatens their sacred religion of money. They cannot let out the real reason to the masses for the collapsing markets; for fear that, it would speed up the inevitable. The winds of expansion of the economic depression blow fiercer by the day. Markets sense impending Armageddon, but most of the markets cannot place a finger on it.

The temple of the mainstream "teledeceptors" comforts and cajoles the masses, massaging their minds with madness and lies.

The Reserve Bank madness has become imbued in the system and in retrospect creating within each system a perpetual imbalance to become its own nemesis. And like a ship of fools, we have set off on a course on a fateful voyage. A ship that we call "Our World" has set sail, albeit slowly towards an economic maelstrom, the likes of which no man has ever seen...

He is an oracle composed of light which is the sannyasi who appeared alongside me by magic!

My eyelids were still heavy from the elixir of sleep. I turned on my side as I felt myself deliciously drift off again into dreamland...

"  The sannyasi and I walked upon a field of cloudy white light whilst he silently impressed these fantastic thoughts into my mind by using only silent energy to communicate!"

#  And Somewhere In Time...

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❝ These so-called holy men had journeyed from the length and breadth of India in order to pay homage to Lucifer and the Lady in Red, who were received with much honour, fanfare, adoration and respect by the holy leaders!

India today is not what most of us believe it to be. India as we know it has been made subservient to its Illuminati masters who are the traitorous Maharaja's, Ghandi and the vampire Royal families.

Today the elite Arya Brahmins rule the Bahujans and other Aborigine majority of India with an Illuminati agenda driven iron fist. The vast majority of men and women in India are mere goyim to the traitorous Arya Brahmins...

I watched the Luciferiens carefully as I flew closely by in spirit, as they travelled over Arya, which is now Iran, Barria, which is the Middle East, Canaan, Mesopotamia, now Iraq, then they moved across Phoenicia as they slowly flew low over Masra and settled on the banks of the Nile Delta.

They alighted and then they made their way across the Sun's heat impregnated shimmering sands of the great desserts.

I saw the great newly constructed pyramids of Egypt built by their initiates and it was for real, I saw the perfectly cut stone block structure of the Sun Temple symbolized the powers of the great life giving Sun in the land of the dark skinned ones.

Lucifer and the Lady in Red with their entourage of Angeles were on a mission in Egypt.

The great stage of vast structures and the dark traditions from the Book of the Dead was put into practice a long, long time ago.

The leader of the cult of the dark skinned ones promised his flock the coming of their Luciferic gods. When Lucifer and the Lady in Red with their entourage arrived in ancient Egypt, there was great rejoicing within the cult of the dark skinned ones and there was much bloodletting in their honour. Lucifer was there to initiate the first Pharaoh who was a man from the Arya Brahmin cult of death and destruction that originally hailed from India, who carried with him the symbol of the triangle as his seal of power and during the ritual; he painted the triangle symbol using blood on his forehead.

This is the reason why nothing is known about the origin of Pharaoh, even in the Bible because of Pharaohs duplicity and the scandalous nature of his seat of power in both Egypt and India.

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The reader is requested to take special heed that the Egyptian Cynocephalus has a resemblance to Hanuman, as the triangle symbol of Osiris and Shiva are the same emblem! Eureka!

Was the Shiva cult of death and destruction the basis of Egypt's death cult that is today perpetuated by Israel hence the two inverted triangle that make up Isis-ra-elohim (Is-ra-el) Star of David symbol?

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The structure of the temple was a disc shaped symbolic imitation of the Sun. The temple was painted with a vegetable pigment of bright yellow and subtle hints of orange on the outer hedges of the stonewalls that made up the square superstructure that wore a Jewish architectural style phalanx dome over its main archway. On the black stone floor was a symbol that bore the shape of the black Sun, which esoterically represented the death cult's symbol of the Star, Saturn.

The temple was dimly lit with small well-placed fires that were fed a liberal amount of myrner or incense. The short winding yellow brick road leading up to the huge temple in the land of the false gods was lined with six large towering white hewn stone obelisks, that is to say a tapering stone pillar with a square cross section. One of which has been removed from this very temple and stands as the Washington Monument even right up until this very day!

The seventh in this family of obelisks is a very small black granite chiselled stone that was carefully balanced inside the temple besides the alter which was made of white granite slab.

Thousands of the Pharaohs' slaves that slaved for long hours in order to complete the project in good time built the great big temple in Memphis. Many of whom had simply perished from overwork, malnutrition, whilst others were killed in the course of this thankless and futile construction project. This whole project of madness was sanctioned by the Devil in the Book of Death in anticipation of their great coming of his evil children during their supreme oppressive reign over the dark skinned people that would in time morph into the Zionist Talmudic Jewish race. The chosen ones from amongst the oppressed were made kings, princes, princesses' merchants and Pharaoh with the failed promise of immortality!

Surrounding the temple was a series of pyramids that was constructed using huge but simple gantry cranes capable of lifting heavy objects such as the carefully and precision cut stone blocks that go to make up the pyramids. It is the considerable weight and precision geometric interlocking cuts of exactitude of these blocks that renders cement a non-essential in this painstaking construction technique. The so-called curse of the pyramids is a smokescreen and cover-up to assassinate those that by chance stumble across some of the real clues that expose all the mysteries of Egyptology as a massive swindle!

The fingerprints of this crime that the mystery schools and secret societies believed would have been covered by the mists of antiquity but in vain.

The pyramids had been designed and constructed amongst other things to act as a Stargate...!  _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

❝ The construction of the pyramids was a cunning strategy by their whitecoates in order to pave the way for the Devil to rule the world in person. Like genetically modified seeds, the scientist or alchemist since antiquity have interfered with the so-called god particles. This is what the alchemist hopes to achieve with the construction of the large pyramid Particle Collider. The pyramid was the ancient forerunner to the Hadron Collider that is very similar to the current one built by Conseil Européen pour la Recherche Nucléaire or just the accronom (CERN)...

❝ By using these giant pyramid structures, the ancients have opened up inter dimension portals that they do not know how to control, In fact these portals have intelligence and cannot be controlled let alone be closed by them.

❝ Is this is the reason why we have whole planes and ships disappearing in certain parts of the world?

Are these planes, ships being sucked into different dimensions and energy vortexes because of these open portals?

Is this the reason why many of the disappeared are never to be seen on the earthly plane again, ever?

There are in fact dozens of other such mysterious triangles that has also led to the disappearance of an equal if not larger number of boats, ships and planes than the Bermuda Triangle.

❝ Was pyramids constructed as an experimental time machine of sorts to carry the souls of the pharaohs through the underworld and then high up into the stars...?

The Great Fiction through Masquerade

Luke 8:17: "For nothing is secret that shall be made manifest, neither anything hid, that shall not be known and come abroad"

On this night the sannyasi appeared again in my vivid dream and he took me back again to a fresh ritual of evil in the temple of doom as a masquerade ball was in procession, were Lucifer wore the mask of a dog and the Lady in Red wore a mask of a cobra.

This ritual was being performed in order to reinforce the mother of all hoaxes out of a steady series of hoaxes that is foisted upon us over a long timeline up until this very day. The ritual stems from the browned skinned people in India and then to Africa and Europe. The Devils religion of magic that lain in between the covers of the Book of Death was extracted by this ritual and unleashed upon us here in paradise Earth. The result of this action is in effect literally stealing the real world from the minds of humankind, and replacing it by using fictional dark magic!

The elites within the secret societies continuously practise this Illuminati ritual in order to reaffirm their solemn vow to the Devil. This is one of the reasons for the existence for places like Stonehenge, Varanasi, Memphis in Egypt, Bohemian Grove, that are a chain of secret society grounds, lodges and mystery schools.

The world as we know it has been taken over by the Luciferic Death Cult that resides at the centre of secret societies and religion. The religion of science is also used as the Devils medium to copy the workings of nature into the "Artificial Intelligent Mind" of the Matrix of Illusion.

Back to the ritual... I gritted my teeth as I observed the ritual of paedophilia that was being performed by the Zionist children of the Devil...Lucifer and company! This horrible gut wrenching act was an important part of their great ceremony of child sacrifice!

A child was placed on a stone slab as the initiates started to chant out mocking guttural sounds. The child was fed a chemical liquid concoction in order to cause his penis to form an erection.

The Lady in Red slipped off her dress in a single fluid motion to reveal that she wore nothing underneath but her male and female genital defined her as an androgynous goddess. Her well-proportioned slender figure cut a fine figure in the semi-darkened chambers as she prepared to sexually assault the little boy. She turned her face towards me and I looked into those almond shaped eyes! I knew somehow that she sensed me being there but she could not see me both physically and spiritually or they would have attacked me. Those eyes of hers unblinkingly stared at me! I was drawn into her eyes, as they appeared to mesmerize and suck me involuntary into the maelstrom of her evil world. I felt repulsed by her and her actions. I felt trapped, the longer I stared into those eyes, the more it seemed to hold my gaze. I was unable to look away!

I know that, it must have been seconds, in what seemed to be like decades, at which point I decided to follow her darting spirit as it travelled restlessly through their time-based worlds.

We travelled into the lost and hidden worlds beyond the mists of time. In her travels she shape shifted at random. Her evil spirit entered and haunted iconic diamonds and other artefacts whilst at other times she acted out as an assortment of different goddess to the countless tribes around the world.

I sensed my body draining my energy levels as the dream continued...It was many lifetimes later, I witnessed her make her way back again to this ritual, after a dance through the invisible tunnels of time. We reappeared in the chamber of death and destruction, slotting into the exact moment of "time" The whole ritual of murder and magic was held in suspended animation for hundreds of years!

She turned her head and gave me an unseeing look as if nothing happened! I thought I saw an evil smile cross her lips as her face-hardened and then she looked away as she mounted the boy and furiously rode him as if he was a stallion. She rode him long and hard screaming out in ecstasy. Her orgasmic screams drowned out the poor child's chilling crying out for help.

The Charles Manson like disciples had also worked themselves into a sweaty trancelike frenzy by chanting and screaming as if on cue, they lunged forward in a uniform move and began to stab the boy with their short steely knives!

This was horrible and I could not bear to look! The Lady in Red with her eyes closed looking satiated, like Countess Elizabeth Bathory she bathed in the child's blood, whilst greedily drinking some of it in order to satiate her thirst for the adrenochrome that was contained in his blood! And then shockingly... _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

#  Confusion On The Ground.

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This day was some-what unique because a cold front swept by and froze us to the bone! We took refuge in-between some large rocks. The guides had a fire going in no time at all. We sat by the fireside sipping Egyptian coffee as I explained the secret yet powerful role of the silent ones.

As much as the Illuminati try... the true dynamics of nature has never and cannot be emulated at any real meaningful level. Much of the fantastic functioning of nature is highly complex and most often invisible; therefore, they are forced to use physical objects as a symbol to simplify their secret code language as they rule by their hidden agenda.

These idols and symbols effectively lowers the fantastic workings of nature to a few half baked basic principles assisting to make it easy even for Illuminated ones, to grasp and to represent the complexities of nature in plain fashion. "As we walked on we stumbled upon a large clear water pond surrounded by large trees and the ground was almost entirely covered with moss. This scenery was breathtakingly beautiful. I could smell the moisture from the pond in the air! I looked up at the blue sky and marvelled at the above blue and below green contrast. I stripped myself of all clothing as I waded into the pond and the guides followed suit. I enjoyed the cool refreshing skinny dip but my daily life was consumed by my mystical dreams and this day in this moment was no different from many of the other days. I slipped into a trancelike mode just thinking about a certain dream of mine in relation to my above conversation with the guides" "My trancelike reflections went like this... I simultaneously recited knowledge from this dream to them..." "The Illuminati's reason for constant rituals is very clear. Along every step of the way in order for them to obscure their Lucifer god from us, they use science, arts, culture, tradition, oral tradition the written and spoken words and other shallow so-called disciplines upon us. The Illuminati created Pharaoh's word mythos or myth which helps creatures and people to be unwittingly put through their initiation process of a massive brainwashing and re-education process like tea through a strainer

And once our minds are successfully imprisoned by their education system, the body and souls would be sure to follow this imprisonment for as mentioned above one's body cannot live without the mind!

❝ This is the reason why they had to use the Pharaoh and the monolith coupled with the theory of evolution as a starting point in order to caste their spell upon us like so....  _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

❝ War is purely an act of ritualistic sacrifice to the Devil on a grand scale disguised as acts of liberation of the downtrodden and oppressed. War is an Illuminati banker sponsored sick ritual that is based on the lamest of excuses. Let us now look at a quote taken from the American science fiction comedy film called "The Man with Two Brains"

"  Dr Necessiter: Nonsense, if the murder of twelve innocent people can help save one human life, it will have been worth it"

Here is a quote from Madeleine Allbright a Zionist Jew who was the American secretary of State on the television programme called 60 Minutes on the murder of children in Iraq.

Interviewer: "We have heard that over half a million children have died in Iraq, that's more that died in Hiroshima and you know is the price worth it?"

Madeleine Allbright: "I think this is a very hard choice but the price we think is worth it"

A quote from "Death of a Nation" when journalist John Pilger intervened Alan Clark, a Zionist Jew the ex British Minister of Defence

John Pilger: "Does it ever bother you personally that this British equipment was causing such mayhem and human suffering?"

Alan Clark "No, there is none in my head"

Remember that... freedom is just a word as all wars are Illuminati illegal genocides against humanity ❞

❝ Foolishly, we await our God like an anxious groom whose significant other has been secretly stolen!

And in a similar manner, humankind has been made a promise in the ancient past, by his holy scriptures, his sacred religions as to the great coming of his God!

Now several hundreds of years have passed us by. These are years of tears, of war, bloodshed, carnage, pain, torture, murder, rape, poverty, paedophilia, and cannibalism.

Then there are more years of suffering with the attacks of carnivores, weir wolves and vampires. The perpetrators in the form of the elites, holy men, the sages, the corporate gurus, the preachers, the pastors, the rabbis, and other so called holy men of every elk in tandem with the Luciferic Royal family wallow in the lap of privilege and luxury. All of this whilst they rule and roam the earth and still our God refuses to come back down to Earth! Why is this so? Why will God not protect his creation?

We witness the daily injustices as committed by Luciferic forces... of men woman and children being butchered daily in Palestine, Africa, India and other crimes against our people that are committed across the rest of the world.

To add insult to injury this grisly situation of great oppression, violence and carnage is not getting any better as it just gets worse on a daily basis as Illuminati forces causes it to spiral at a tremendous pace out of control as it inches us daily closer and closer to the essence of Illuminati planned dystopic hell!

The word "God" is a great word and an even greater concept as it is plain for all with eyes to see that this word "God" has caused for all of humankind to become immobilised whilst his enemies conducts daily unrestrained atrocities against us in acts of war...! But still we pray and wait for our coward God to come down from Haven... whilst within and all around us stands the Great Single Spirit that we refuse to see...!

We allow ourselves to live this hellish realm, which is a creation of the Devil whilst humankind in his stupidly and very much asleep waits in hope as generations before him have done waiting, preying, fasting, sacrificing and more waiting in vain for hundreds of years for this great big God lie to materialize. All of this in vain as generations come and go but still we wait in hope waiting, waiting, waiting...whilst Lucifer and his Angeles murders us in the millions like lemmings falling off a cliff as it had been said strange is man when he searchers for his God! ❞

#  The Wanderers in the Jungle

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It was a new day and we walked along a new way on this deliciously warm day... we continued on our travels in this vast expanse over this alien green world when we came across a family of wonderers or sannyasi's that were able to converse in perfect English. I was amazed by their in depth knowledge of the banking system and the workings of State and government. They mentioned something to me about the game of life that had become broken in the time of their ancestors and they went on to elaborate on how this game had become rekindled by the evil ones from the first age.

I really did not fully comprehend what they meant and realized that I had to wrap my mind around this at some later stage. We spent the day conversing with the family who showed us some additional unusual secrets of discovering drinkable water sources and how to survive by just eating roots. I was amazed and so were my well-experienced guides to learn from them these survival secrets. I was taken aback to learn that there were many other such families that had become sannyasi's "wondering nomads" and they have made the jungle their home.

I was informed that this was a practice that had been adopted and started by their ancestors hundreds of years ago in order to escape from the evil formation of what we now know as the Illuminati civilization.

The day was changing and twilight had set in. We shared a nutritious but spartan diet for dinner, of freshly plucked roots with the family. Over our frugal dinner taken close by the flickering flames of the fireside, the head of the family recounted to me tales of the Wolf people. The flickering flames of the fire cast an eerie setting as this wandering fireside orator told the story in a riveting fashion. I rested my back against a large tree trunk as I paid careful attention to the story that he recounted in vivid detail. He started by informing us that there are countless stories and images of man turning into wolves.

The theory of the wolf man or the chilling concept of the weir wolf has occupied and haunted mans minds for centuries. He inquired, is there more to this story than folklore? I looked at his fire lit face and shrugged. Then he continued... 

#  The Fascinating Wanderer

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"  It was in the season of the great harvest in Poland in the 19th century... A lonely man dressed in ragged clothes stood on the precipice of a jagged rock quietly surveying his surroundings whilst slowly rubbing his blood stained hands. Then all of a sudden, his attention was drawn to the snap of a twig, as he spun around and turned his gaze to the proximity of the snapping sound, only to see a beautiful village girl gracefully strolling through the forest.

It was without warning that a sudden passion and rueful lust welled up within. In a flash, before he realized it his body had as if magic transformed into that of a werewolf. He let out a blood-curdling howl as he pounced on the village girl... _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

#  The Village in the Jungle

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This village comprised of no more than about twenty-four small huts. If one had to encounter this little village at night one could very easily pass it by without even noticing it, as it blended in with its surroundings quite well, effective camouflage indeed!

As we walked into the small centre court of this amazing little village, it was deserted. There was a sense of stillness and quietness that hung in the air, off course we were unexpected visitors so why should there be someone to greet us upon our intrusion because that is what is was in the grand scheme of things? It was an intrusion aright! But I was wrong! In a short while, a male villager appeared from one of the huts that stood closet to our entry point. He seemed quite pleasant and took a careful look at me as if trying to figure out my origin. I surmised the foreign style of my dressing must have been the source of much of his curiosity. Then he took one quick look at the guides and figured out immediately that they were local as he greeted them in the local vernacular, Namaste! They each in turn bowed respectfully and greeted the man politely in the vernacular.

The villager without saying anything further slowly raised his right hand as if signalling to the rest of his clan that everything was okay. Within seconds, a throng of other villagers surrounded us! There was much excitement and laughter. All of seemed to take turns in carefully examining each of us with much curiosity judging by the expression on their faces, whilst simultaneously engaging with each other in much lively conversation. They wasted no time in inviting us into their homes. After taking a luxurious bath at the well situated at the back of the huts, we were feasted with freshly cooked meals of a variety of vegetable dishes of which we washed down with copious amounts of black chai.

The conversation was mainly between the guides and the head of the clan who spent a considerable amount of time flashing me with curious glances whilst engaging in fluid conversations with the guides. The guides later informed me as we were settling down for the night in one of the huts that our hosts had so graciously made available for us to spend the night, that our newly found host was much intrigued with my expedition into the jungle and he had many questions about our travels in the jungles thus far.

As we lay down on the grass woven chatai's for the night I looked out the door and observed myriads of fireflies sail past the entrance, some of those more adventurous in nature flew into our hut twinkling like little stars in motion. My ears caught the chatter of the monkeys as they positioned themselves for the night in a tree close by. I thought before dozing off to sleep "I have been too many cities in the world and wined and dined in their fine restaurants but its funny how I find the love, care and honest hospitality here in this tiny simple village incomparable to all of those overrated establishments." The night sailed by followed by the beautiful morning that broke with a smile, both weather wise and with the further excellent hospitality of our host.

Today was the big day. I reminded my guides that this was the day that we parted company. My honourable guides surprised me when they informed me that they had deliberated upon our initial agreement. Both of them agreed it on a unanimous decision that on this second leg of the journey, it may prove too dangerous for me to proceed on my own and therefore they would continue with me right up until my final destination for no extra fee. I thought to myself, Aah, the wonderful graciousness of the common person has no bounds!

I was touched by their kind gesture that left me speechless!

I really thanked them for their great help in bringing me this far! This touched my heart so much... but it was something that I could not accept especially from family men like them. I just could not allow myself to place them at any further risk. They would hear nothing about me proceeding on my own and after much convincing from me they reluctantly conceded.

We sadly parted ways as I stood and watched them with a heavy heart disappear into the jungle...

I turned and walked away!

I stepped into the thicket of the green ocean and allowed her to swallow me up too just like she did the Bahadur!

It was much harder than I anticipated without the guides. I walked slowly as I was in no particular hurry to go anywhere anytime soon. To be frank, I was lost. I felt alone and deflated. I missed the company of the guides, their warm spirited souls and their expertise. If ever there was a moment that I felt like turning back and heading into civilization, it was in this moment in time! I felt all lost and forlorn, but I knew that I had to push on through! "got to push on through I told myself repeatedly"

I stood for a moment and looked around the jungle, and although I spent a considerable amount of time with her, this was the first time since the start of my expedition that I seemed to take in and realize my mammoth task ahead. I thought I did contemplate this before, but now looking at her again, I realized that this was really, when I grasped the true complexity and might of this dangerous beast of mysterious joy. I heard the sounds of invisible life, the intermittent rustle of leaves as I proceeded. As the night fell, I just slept out in the open accompanied by the sound of the monotonous, sound of croaking frogs, the occasional flapping of night birds, and the metallic sound of crickets with the occasional roar in the distance. I tried to imagine what my friends the guides were up to, as I lay quietly in my sleeping bag.

When the morning came, I made my way down to a clear water stream that I had observed close by. I refreshed myself and then stood up to look at the morning Sun and stood still in meditation contemplating nature as I absorbed the Suns energy. I was lost in my thoughts, when suddenly I was brought back to my senses, as I suddenly heard the powerful sound of the flapping of the wings of which I imagined to be a huge powerful bird. I felt its powerful thrust of air swish past.

I quickly looked around to try to spot the bird... "woa I said" then I spotted a giant!"

It was "something similar to the fabled thunderbird"

It turned around and silently swooped from up yonder in a gliding motion towards me!

Before I had time to react, I felt the talons of the bird grab me in her swooping motion as she lifted me off the ground and carried me up, up and away...

The bird seemed to know something that I did not! She was powerful. She carried me cutting through the air and causing much turbulence. In about an hour, she landed at the foothills of a giant "waterfall" The torrents of forming white water thundered down the falls as she gave off a fine spray of water that was capped by a beautiful luminous rainbow.

Its cascading river accurately poured itself immaculately into a large opening in the ground without its waters touching sides. I could discern the high-pitched sound of the water as if in full boil as it seemed to roar down into the infinity of the gorge. The falling river raced into the recessed underground gorge judging by the far away echo of the falling torrent as it made a landing. I figured that it could possibly stretch somewhere in the very deep hidden bowls of the very deep Earth!

I asked myself the perplexing question, where would the final destination of this great river lie. It was nothing short of bombastic!

I really could not fathom a plausible answer! As it was all a complete mystery to me. Such was the devastatingly sublime yet secretively powerful undertones that stood behind the complex hand of nature and her special brand of magic that she liberally scattered all around for those with eyes to see. I sensed that behind this wide curtain of thundering water in motion, resided a man of great depth and mystery, a man who had achieved this difficult goal of becoming a "sannyasi adept" "a man who held a great many wise views" and " possibly held the answers to some of the "greatest secrets of the planet." I was not quite sure if this was where the sannyasi lived because it was by sheer chance that I had landed here or rather, I was dropped off purposely by the thunderbird lookalike! Somehow, I could feel the sannyasi's presence close by, so much so that I became sure that this was the place that I had travelled down long paths to find. I harboured within an intuitive notion that this was indeed the right place for me to be jettisoned by the helpful giant. If my gut feeling was, anything to go by then it can be said that I did not find the place but that the place, instead found me! Was this synchronicity at play?

I was anxious to learn from the sannyasi what was the magic formula that the sannyasi used to be able to accumulate his vast knowledge. What was the secret that lay within the secrets? No doubt, I will find out soon enough! But if this was not the right place then I was determined to go on looking until I was able to locate the sannyasi. I was really hoping that this was the right address. I was anxious to see and hear the words of wisdom of this wise man, a man who carried within him the answers to great secrets, and a man who scattered his multi-million dollar fortune to the four winds in order to allow him to be embraced by the true everlasting secrets of nature.

Hitler once said, "The broad mass of a nation...will more easily fall victim to a big lie than to a small one." "The greater the lie, the greater the chance, that it will be believed." "Was this great secret such a lie?" What would that secret be? First, I would have to find a way to access the secret cave that resided behind this curtain of great falling water, in order for me to find the answer to the great secrets.

My mind flickered as my ears detected a sudden sound. I heard something almost like a gust of wind and it seemed to compress me into my shadow, and all of the sudden, like magic, I found myself standing within the great elusive cave that had lain behind the great falls. Was I at last at my destination?

"  It really does not matter who is at the top of the theoretical pyramid, be it the Devil, Lucifer, the mystery schools, the secret societies, the Annunaki, the Nephillim, the giants, Jesus, Ram, Krishna or any one of the over three million gods. godesse's or demigods because the list is too long to include them all here but I am sure that you get my drift" Evidently at the end of the day they all serve a common purpose to their God! The Illuminati God is the Devil!

"  Remember that you can only win when you refuse to play their game!"

Yes, it is that simple! "when you do that, you leave the Gulag or the labour camps of the mind, then your mind opens and you become your own master in your very own somewhat timeless space which can be called your very own unique temple... here again this is your personal "Temple of the Silent Word"

In the Year 6 BC

Bonus Chapter

Esoteric Revelations from the East

The Revelations

John 1.1 "In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God" King James Version

"  And then one day the word mysteriously became flesh" for those who understand this single sentence understand this deceptive life!

I became drowsy and was sucked into a trancelike state of deep reflection... I imagined myself flying without wings! I sped into a tunnel of light just as I remembered a movie called "Death by A Thousand Cuts" I smiled as I thought of my various dreams. Was I Enlightened By A Thousand Dreams?" perhaps it was so! "My recollections of one particular dream went like this..." "I stood astounded listening intently to the sannyasi as he filled me in with these bombastic revelations." He said. "Of all of the men that posed a severe threat to the rule of the Devil and the mystery schools and their secret societies it was Mr Sidartha Gautama.

Mr Gautama, a respectable gentleman born into a wealthy family in ancient Lumbini which is now called Nepal, He spent much of his childhood years living a life of splendour, luxury and prestige. It was only after a miraculous enlightenment under the Bodhi tree where a lone star played a big role in his enlightenment. The stars, that reside in the sky, are not just twinkling lights for decorative purposes, oh no, they are there because they serve very specific natural agendas and purposes.

It is the stars like the humble plants that are in fact very powerful, intelligent living beings that are very much intricately tied into us in a spiritual manner which largely helps to dictate the manner in which the rest of this timeless world functions.

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Mr Sidhartha Gautama was lucky as the star that connected divinely with Mr. Gautama chose him. The star acted as a source of imparting otherworldly knowledge to him invisible means. The star imparted sacred knowledge of the cosmos, including the mechanics and real working of this unjust and oppressive so called civilized world. It was from that moment of his star initiation that Mr Gautama had caused Mr Gautama's Kundalini to rise, making him a sage to the world. It were tfrom the point onwards that Mr Gautama really began to understand this illusive world of Illuminati fiction.

He was able to see the "illusion" and in everything. The "illusion" became mysteriously drawn out for him to see it in its naked form! The star initiation was an epiphany. It were from that moment on that he realized the gross waste and futility of the so-called privileged life that he and many in his class of people were leading. He immediately decided to change himself first and then he attempted to change the world by adopting a life of monastic chastity and highlighting the sacred vibration that is the Divine knowledge that he had received from the star. This is so bombastic and powerful that when he was given this secret knowledge, it immediately made him the most powerful person on this Earth!

He began by spreading that power through the "word" of love, joy, anti money, anti religion and anti tradition of which in many respects, was the antithesis of all that makes up this material false world with its shadows of illusion that plagues humankind like a disease.

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Mr Gautama had residing within him the ability to destroy the rule of the Devil and his children in a single fell swoop!

The sannyasi paused for effect, and then continued...This vast power that he cradled within his hands included the annihilation of all secret societies exposing them for what they are satanic illusionists" and masters of the art of "delusion" and "deception"

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Gautama held in the palm of his hands the "anti magic" and with it, he held the anecdote to awaken the "Sleeple" from their deep sleep... and in doing so, he would cause for this illusion to shatter its "hologram like images" into smithereens and here again the Illuminati would become decoded.

This destruction would herald in the new "Golden Dawn" and the start of a new day, as the world would once again return it to its rightful complete "paradise" status.

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Mr. Gautama was an energetic and active man. He began to spread the "Devine knowledge" at first amongst a small group of his followers.

He journeyed them into the underworld land of Agartha. , which is a subterranean dwelling of free and intelligent beings. Once this group of his followers interacted with these beings from the underworld, it all became clear to them to immediately understand the reason and pain of their invisible Illuminati shackles.

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It was not long, that every strata of our society from the lowest of the low to the highest of the high are infiltrated with spies and traitors.

Mr. Gautama's sacred knowledge and secret teachings were lovingly brought to the attention of a spymaster, who immediately forwarded this information to the mystery schools. This information shook the mystery schools to their very core with disbelief and enraged their members into a state bordering on mental madness.

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The mystery schools approached Sidartha Gautama who was now called affectionately Buddah by his followers.

The long line of secret societies and not least the one secret society known as the Arya Brahmin society who asked Buddah to desist from his teachings of spreading this bombastic truth.

They requested that he join them in their organization which was no less, no more than a machinery of oppression of the masses.

A very high-ranking officer within their highest echelons approached Buddah and promised him untold wealth and temporal power, including a watered down version of his teachings and that they would help turn their "new deception" into a worldwide system based on this new religion.

Yes, he, Buddah was offered a religion of his very own!

And of course, their infamous promise of giving him immortality and by turning him a god! Buddah was much smarter than this. He understood the treacherous nature of his enemies. Buddah was a pure man in all forms and he knew very well and understood the pure Divine knowledge that had been entrusted to him as a blessing and was not in any way about to relent by letting his Great Creator the "Great Single Spirit" down by selling his soul to the Devil.

Buddah being a creature incarnated with pure Divine knowledge that refused point blankly their advances and many of their other long line of other conciliatory overtures that followed.

Buddah knew very well how these organizations worked and he knew them all too well! He understood that they will eventually call for his silence by murdering him, but to this end, Buddah had no fear for his life, for it is a well-known fact that when one is incarnate with the power of the "Devine Great Single Spirit" "cowardice is not an option!" One has absolutely no fear of torture or death.

It is only those of low Earthly resonation and energy who cowers to bullies who fears their evil traits! Buddah stood resolute and ready.

Buddah's mind was made up from the beginning to accept the outcome whatever it was when the time came!

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The Arya Brahmins including other secret societies knew that they were not going to win through bribing Buddah through their normal means.

Buddah stood above these petty concepts of materialism and the illusion of wealth. He was very, very serious in concluding his Divine mission, as gifted and ordained to him.

The Arya Brahmins and secret societies led by king Asoka who headed the most powerful secret society in the East, which was almost like a combination of the Freemason and the Knights of Malta

King Ashokas secret society varied from its western counterparts in its pervasiveness and mysterious functioning. but in reality, it remained very much an Arya Brahmin organization. .

King Ashoka of India founded the powerful Arya Brahmin secret society in 273 BC after a bloody battle that slew hundreds of thousands of men woman and children that rose up against the evil and tyrannical rule of these bloodline organizations.

Those lives fallen on both sides under the flag of moneylenders war and were offered as a sacrifice to the appeasement of the Devil which was his God.

King Asoka integrated his secret society with the reptilian Nargas, including but not confined to those adepts from the schools of Artificial Intelligence who held secrets to war tactics, propaganda, lies, scientific and technological ritualistic practitioners that could be put to evil use as we have witnessed it being done over a period of thousands of years by our masters.

All of this has been and still is being communicated by the eastern secret societies by using a division of the Sanskrit language based on another secret language in disguise which makes up a secretive synthetic language understandable only to the highest initiates within these societies.

He stressed to me that all languages as we know it are synthetic languages in any case that is to say that languages imitate natural sounds.

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King Asoka had conducted many secret meetings on Buddah and decided that he had to be assassinated and his sacred knowledge subverted by evil and devious means.

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It was from this point onwards that Buddah life was threatened by the Arya Brahmins and many of Buddah ardent followers were tortured and murdered in the most brutal fashion imaginable in order to break the will of Buddah and get him to relent to their demands.

Buddah true to his form proved relentless and fearless to their demands and threats as he persisted in his teachings to his followers whose numbers were growing rather rapidly, not only in India but also across her borders, mainly to the East and Middle East.

Buddah taught something that went far beyond the four noble truths that deals with suffering, its cause and eradication. What Buddah taught was earth shattering that liberated the minds of the slaves to the Matrix of Illusion by first asking them, how does a slave know they're a slave if they've never understood what one hundred percent freedom is? "let alone experiencing it"

Then he provided them with the "antithesis of the word" that is to say that he showed them how to easily create a series of well-defined guttural sounds that was quite able to cancel out the evil vibration of "the spoken word"

This was also the antithesis of the "Aum Sound' this sacred silver bullet language immediately liberated their minds. They were able to achieve "true moksha" by turning inwards and liberating their minds.

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There it was. A miracle was being performed by a single bare footed individual with no guns, no missiles, no bombs or an army of men with violent intent.

Buddah was able to bring the entire ruling class of this Earth to heel, armed only with powerful truth which was the Divine knowledge! Buddah used a rag tag of ordinary, so called low class villagers as his followers. The children of the Devil in the mystery schools and the masters within the secret societies across the world seethed with outrage. They bayed for blood, and for the possession of Buddah sacred knowledge of which they inspired to bring into their grips and under their command immediately so that they could suppress and change parts of it to suit themselves.

An order was given by the mystery school for the immediate and brutal murdering of Buddah .

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The threats received by Buddah were getting more intense by the day and the death of many of his fearless followers of men and defenceless innocent woman, many of whom were murdered. Their children were being kidnapped and being used as ritual sacrifices and as meals by the Indian ruling elites.

Buddah knew that his day for this world were numbered, but he was a brave man indeed and he cared not for the assassination, but only for the burning concern that he had, was for the sacred and Divine knowledge that he possessed to be preserved and used again when the time was right.

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Buddah had become aware that there was a finalizing meeting with the mystery schools, the secret societies and the royal class to capture and imprison him on trumped up charges. Buddah had no illusions of whom he was dealing with, he knew very well that they would torture him until the cows came home in the most painful manner in order for them to get their hands on the sacred Divine knowledge that he carried.

A few days later that Buddah received word that they were out in force looking for him in order to arrest him. Buddah knew that his time had come and he decided to take evasive action. Buddah summoned his most ardent and loyal followers amongst whom were close bloodline family members of his.

He took the essence of his sacred Divine knowledge and reduced each chapter into a complicated book that did not stand on its own, but instead it used all of the other chapters as pieces in this puzzle in a small nine-book set.

Each of these nine books without the sum total of the other chapters was meaningless even to the most scholarly. On the other hand, even if one had all nine books together it was also meaningless!

This book would only make sense if the reader read it in conjunction with a secret code that used the precision of the alignment of the Sun to Earth, and the coded various phases of the Moon in conjunction with the alignment of selected stars acting as an astrological key that would unlock the puzzle of the "Nine Books "

Thus, Buddah ensured that if one of his nine trusted men were to be captured, a single chapter or all of the chapters in the absence of the key would prove worthless to the captors.

This secret meeting by Buddah on the ninth day of November gave birth to the most powerful group on the planet! This was the secret creation of the nine unknown men... _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

#  -The End of Book 1-

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**About 2020 years later after buddah'murder by the cult...**

Within A Cave Somewhere In the Jungles of Nepal a sannyasi practices his sacred vows and a man continues with his mission to locate his friend the mysterious sannyasi who resides somewhere in the vast ocean of green

Last...

"  My mind flickered as my ears detected a sudden sound. I heard something almost like a gust of wind and it seemed to compress me into .my shadow, and all of the sudden, like magic, I found myself standing within the great elusive cave that had lain behind the great falls"

Instinctively I knew it...At last I had finally arrived at my destination!

End of Book 1 and the beginning of book 2

Book 2

The Sannyasi

"  A sannyasi is a person who renounces his role in society choosing the life of a wanderer and a beggar"

"  This choice requires one to renounce all material possessions, the duties of caste, the life of the householder and family man"

"  The sannyasi must renounce sexual desire (Kama) when choosing to walk this path"

After my long and unusually mysterious flight strangely I felt not an iota of tiredness. I was taken aback by the sheer size of the cave and its natural pristine beauty. There are beautiful exotic plants and giant trees that liberally dotted the splendid vast interior. The atmosphere within the cave was one of serene calm, and a natural invigorating citrus scent pervaded the air. After much scrutiny of the vast naturally created enclave, I drew a conclusion that except for the entrance there were no other openings to the outside world! My assumptions were later proved incorrect.

I could hardly hear the thunder and roar of the great waterfall that covered the entrance. I turned my focus to the entrance that lay at my rear. I was taken aback to see that the entrance to the cave was further away from me than I envisaged. It stood about two hundred feet away from me. A bright mysterious soft yellow light illuminated the interior.

The beautiful light was in many respects similar to the "Aurora Borealis" or northern lights in its luminance and its mysterious qualities. I had an epiphany, that is to say, a moment that I suddenly felt that I understood some of life's mysteries! I realized what the true meaning of what living with nature meant! The concept of man and nature, although it must not be forgotten, that man is also very much a part, parcel and product of nature, and therefore, he is also a part, parcel and product of not God but "Divine Creator" who is the only real power in this world and in the endless universe!

The idea of living in a little patch of land in suburbia with a low white picketed fenced off garden, is always a welcome idea and sight, but it is not exactly a true concept of living with nature. I envisaged here, from my first true encounter with nature that, we have to holistically embrace nature in all its beautiful shapes and forms, not only just to experience it in a haphazard form, but also we must see it for what it really is. On the other hand, If we had to compare unadulterated nature against the backdrop of the so called landscape of "developed civilizations" then only we can we really draw an informed and, proper analogy of both concepts, and, the conclusion would be quite simply shocking because the concept of "civilisation" as we know it is an intrusive and devastating concept.

Systematic "civilisations," is in conflict with nature and erodes away its true beauty and meaning as it restricts her powerful harmonious healing touch to in making contact with all of us.

In other words, civilization stands for most purposes a deliberate hidden barrier between us becoming one with nature.

The concept of a well-shaped manicured garden is in effect, the control of the proliferation of natures will. It may be said that the hacking and shaping of gardens, to a desired pattern is done in order to impress ones will upon the proliferation of nature's way. Hence, it is an act either self realised or not, to display ones mastery over nature making each and every one of us into our own little gods, as we impress our power over nature by acting out in a predetermined fashion. This is so because we are pre-programmed with the Artificial Intelligence of the system civilization! I closed my eyes for a few seconds to absorb the true concept of nature. I always falsely believed that I understood her, and, her ways. I must shamefully admit again, that, this was the first time, that I only just truly realised that for all her simplicity, she combines her simplicity with "something else"... That "something" was a thread of immense complexity that connected even the minute aspect of nature into the all!

It is a kind of a complexity that, we normally take for granted, which in most instances, we tend to label this unnoticed complexity, as nature being powerless and is only fit to be harnessed for our "so called" "needs" We term this as "progress" but the burning question is...What if everything that materialism and civilization espouses is meaningless? I opine that it is too!

❝ The pink elephant in the room remains. The question is where or what are we supposed to be progressing to?

❝ And for whose benefit that we are made to march under whose mysterious tune under the strict guidance of whose hidden hand?

#  The secret connection

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The sannyasi explained to me that there was a secret connection! He had connected and become one with some of the other worlds. The sannyasi explained to me that, the light that I was witnessing in the cave was the soul of the earth that used secret invisible portals to travel to galaxies that lay billions of light years away. The light that he spoke of was able to travel back and forth through secret star gates within the blink of an eye!

I was casually informed that when twilight time approaches the outer worlds and as if by some hidden command from a high source, the light within some of these subterranean worlds also change to a soft blue luminance that turns a few shades darker during the course of the night. This is also how we are able to tell if its night or day on the outside.

Let it be known that these vast galaxies can never be reached by any known manmade flying machines! Because... _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

#  The Demonising Of Man

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It was a new morning in the great cave, and as usual a sanctuary of peace and tranquillity! The sannyasi stated that, "man has been placed on a self destructive path that originated within stanzas of the hidden Book of Death which acts as the basis of the constitution of the Illuminati mystery schools.

❝ How so, he asked?" "The killing of both animals and humans is an act of extreme violence against Creators unique creation! There is total disrespect for planet Earth, this needs to cease and it must stop now!

"  We must realize and pay heed to the fact there are gentle souls amongst us that are experiencing great difficulty and experience much fear living in this violent world" "It is a crime against divine nature to kill these gentle souls ❞

#  The Theft of the Soul

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❝ Verily, it is the mind body and soul of humankind that are captured by Lucifer. It has been made stolen by using Artificial Intelligence, legal fiction and their false god Profit ❞

#  The Fall

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❝ According to history it wasn't until 1780 that two Frenchman achieved lighter than air flight when they were lifted into the air in a hot air balloon near Paris." It was not until the Wright Brothers supposedly made their first successful flights at Kitty Hawk in 1903 when powered flight became a reality for modern man.

There exists evidence to say that this may not be the case that brings us to the point. Did physical UFO's exist on Earth and travel to the outer limits of space in the ancient times?

There are other schools of thought like author David Hatcher Childress who seems to think that UFOs existed in Ancient India and the Fabled lost City of Atlantis that is found apparently in the Indian ancient written texts that have come down to us through the centuries.

The Bible also refers to the gods using flying machines, the Lord Yahovah of the Old Testament, who became the Lord Jesus of the New Testament! Is described as flying in the clouds.

Then the sannyasi told me that as much as all of these events seem random and unconnected they are all connected through the Matrix of Illusion.

The subject of ufology that is the study of unidentified flying machines and its extraterrestrial alien beings is another one of the large deceptions that is being conducted by the mystery schools through its chain of command. At first glance, the theory of ufology seems quite plausible and it is! You see the mystery schools and its puppet government is using the classic weapon of report and debunk, this is so because there are no physical metallic UFO is visiting our Earth from far of planets.

The whole concept of fantastic flying machines is really a very primitive kind of technology that none of the so-called advanced species worth its salt would use.

This deception is a government psy–op programme that wants us to believe that there is advanced extraterritorial races using fantastic metallic flying machines to travel the galaxies. This is right up their avenue because it makes them look good at least as far as their outdated primitive technology is concerned in air and spacecraft

As we are aware by now that secret society members that have been sworn to secrecy and will resort to any means possible to protect and further the aims of the Matrix of Illusion. I mean that they occupy the ordinary people of all positions in all institutions and businesses both large and small, so finding secret society airline pilots to make ufology statements to the affirmative cannot be the most difficult thing on Earth. So you may be wondering where all of this is leading to?

"  The answer my friend is very simple and it's blowing in the wind!"

It is by conducting this completely elaborate charade of exotic and fantastic flying machines that has overwhelming capabilities. This charade distracts you from the very important facts, which are... yes, there are advanced so-called technological races and we as human beings are a part of that chain of intergalactic technological species but wait for it... none of the intergalactic races use metallic junk and dirty energy to travel.

All intergalactic travels, are done through the mind energy by quite simply dematerialising and remeterialise the body millions of light years away and back by using the real ever present but hidden away from evil entities, the portal and gateways through the ether... at times travelling in vehicles that are a living breathing constructs of the mind!

It is these unidentified flying objects if anyone prefers to call it that, which is capable of travelling through Earth, wind water, fire and extreme radiation like the Van Allen belt that surrounds Earth!

This is the reason why the mass media fake UFO story will go on!

By now, we must have walked across the expanse of the caves for an over a few hours until we reached a large opening in the solid white rock floor of the cave.

We stood over the opening for a while peering into its inky darkness, Then the sannyasi requested that I follow him as he slowly lowered himself into the dark hole.

I hesitated for a while as I watched the darkness swallow the sannyasi, whilst I stood there battling see into the darkness and nervously deliberating what if...? I shut my eyes, holding my eyelids tightly together in order to adjust my eyes to the darkness. I opened my adjusted eyes and saw that the sannyasi was making steady progress. I discerned him dressed in his flimsy white muslin attire in the dark as he silently but stealthy descending into the dark abyss.

"  It was now or never so I decided to take action and make my moves." I steadied my nerves as I tried very hard to use my feet in order to locate the tiny crevices' in the rock to use as grips, but these crevices were rare. There were some that I did find were so tiny that a child would have had difficulty in using it as grips by using their hands or feet.

I noticed by now that the sannyasi was many yards deeper and he seemed to be moving down faster and faster, that is if my eyes were not deceiving me!

Suddenly it happened... my feet became my enemy, causing me to lose my balance!

"  I desperately tried with my perspiring hands to randomly clutch on to anything solid that my hands could find on the rocky surface, but the abyss easily won by sucking me in" "cara mia"

I felt myself freefall into the abyss. I knew that I was done for as I let out a sharp gasp! "mama!"

#  The Metamorphosis of the Mind

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I was falling, falling...I was in a state of free fall and I could not believe how many thoughts sailed through my mind in what must have been mere seconds.

When the mind, senses one being in a moment of death, it automatically triggers itself into a sudden state of mysterious metamorphosis. It is that secret something that has always been vaulted in one's mind, laying there "dormant like" until it is triggered in moments like this. It kicks in and takes control of both ones physical and spiritual body transforming the physical body and spiritual self into a surreal altered state.

The mind cuts across sections of our perceived reality like a hot knife through butter, only to cause that hidden energy in the mind to become released. Its release causes my mind to shatter through the illusion of time and synthetic sound.

The functionality of the mind is made slow right down almost to a standstill. Ii is within the slowness of the mind that an immense form of depth and clarity of things and events is revealed.At this point, the mind breaks away and comes of its own, because it cuts through the barrier of the illusion.

As I was in freefall... I saw my vision narrow into a kind of a "tunnel vision" my reality became altered. I appeared to have entered into a tunnel of light. The outer skin of this tubular tunnel was made up of shimmering darkness. I viewed everything in soundless slow motion.

I had entered into the state whose true reason and purpose I could not understand. Somehow, there was very little doubt in my mind that I was going to die, that is to say that I was now in my near death state! My mind slowed right down to almost a standstill as I thought of my painful demise of broken bones once I hit the hard floor at the bottom of the shaft.

A flurry of thoughts ran through my mind. The question is, was my mind by these actions scrubbing itself clean of all the tainted worldly illusion as it prepared my soul to enter into a pure higher realm?

I painfully imagined the pit of the shaft to be composed of solid rock! Then...I had visions of my entire journey across the vast jungles flash through my mind like a movie on rewind.

Then the vision that was encoded within the eye of my mind switched to memorable moments of my childhood, all of these visions played out in detail in what seemed like hours to me.

All of my thoughts and feelings had become lost in this chain of nostalgic moments as I relived my entire life across time whilst I hurtled down the shaft to meet my date with my moment of certain death!

I resigned myself to my faith of this day, which had brought me to this moment!

I was not paying any attention to anything in particular... how could I? When all of the sudden, I felt a strong hand wrap around my waist arresting my fall!

At this point either out of shock or relief, I am not sure, but I lost consciousness for a while.

I was gripped in a powerful hold that grasped me like a rag doll. I must have shortly lost my senses and became shell-shocked! All of these things were happening in the moment, but to me these actions seemed to be happening somewhere else in a far, far away place.

And the next thing that I knew was that we had reached the bottom of the deep hole in what seemed like a dizzy flash of time. I felt myself being gently laid down on the flat stone surface. I came to, from my delirious state of shock and instantly noticed that It was as bright as day within the bottom of the hole!

I had a strange feeling wherefore I thought I had died and reawakened!... And then I saw the sannyasi's face as he leaned over me and touched a gland in my neck, this action seemed to instantly calm me down.

I quickly gathered my wits about me. I exclaimed incredibly, it was you! And then I asked the sannyasi how did he know that I was in freefall being so far ahead of me?

He just silently looked at me and then flashed me with his customary signature smile. I asked myself the question did the sannyasi like the Sadhu that we encountered in the jungle walk a mysterious path that is known only to them. 

#  Magic in Motion

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In this great-multilayered subterranean world, I spied a moon in the great distance. I immediately got to my feet and found myself standing close to a river that flowed with the most pristine of waters that I had ever seen in my entire life.

I stood by at river's edge and peered deep down into the depth of the waters and I saw a huge shoal of gold fish securely manoeuvre themselves amongst the smooth but randomly interchanging flows of its currents. I could not help wondering to myself, if this river was in fact the same river that I had witnessed, cascading, into the bowls of the earth upon my initial sighting of the waterfall.

If it was indeed the same one, then its waters looked a bit different from when I had seen it fall, it looked pristine! If in fact it were indeed the same river, then surely it would have passed through some natural filtration process in order for it to look this pristine!

The sannyasi continued as if reading my thoughts, "desserts of the world have a very powerful role to play in this living planet"

He continued... the desserts are barren only to the untrained eye. The desserts are not much different from all the forest of the worlds as well as the iconic Amazon rain forest that act as the lungs of the world by taking in carbon dioxide and giving off oxygen. The sands of the desserts act as a filter to the systematic poisoning of our Earths water system. When the free flow of the urbanised rivers and streams are reduced to a halt filled with every type of toxic chemical that you can thing off, these desserts carefully strain and filter the waters of the world thereby ensuring the continuation of life on Earth.

The Sahara Dessert is in itself an enigma, it is so huge that it will easily accommodate the entire continent of North America, including the Peoples Republic of China and still have some space left over!

What lies under these desserts are some of the largest sweet water reservoirs on Earth. It is a fallacy to propagate the lie that the world can have a water shortage, aside from these huge reservoirs of sweet water under these desserts; the world has various other sources of pure water. This is besides the drinkable water that is obtained through the process of evaporation from the oceans and other bodies of water and from daily rainfall. There is literally tons of frozen water very many like mini icebergs that rains down on Earth from space! This raining of mini out of space icebergs is an ongoing process. This was indeed food for my thought.

The most astounding aspect of the river was its width! I could not remove my gaze from the river as I was captivated by its width that resembled an ocean. I guess that my short yet intense enlightenment by the sannyasi is priceless! It was the majority of the mysterious occurrences that I had experienced in my journey, positively conditioned my mindset to accept fantastic out of the world occurrences.

I have come to believe even more than ever, that worlds are a creation made up of oceans of unfathomable mysteries. This is in a similar fashion to life, much of which, even the most enlightened of human beings even fail to understand!

This situation often extends to those who may come across as supernatural beings who themselves are unable to understand much of the secret workings of the world of nature. They do not come within an iota of truly comprehending the complete dynamism and secret vastness of the Great Single Spirit. The Great Single Spirit expands beyond the singular and misunderstood concepts that lies light years and beyond the concepts of space, time, and consciousness in its spiritual and physical and yet to be determined other forms.

I took in a gulp of the fresh air and its purity lifted me into a natural high. I looked above and I saw the pink and blue clouds slowly drift across the yellow and orange sun drenched skies as the two suns rested side by side, shining opaquely through the gang of clouds that congregated blocking out some of the full intensity of their rays.

The skies were unimaginable high up. In reality from the little that I could see of the insides of this cave, it was so vast and astounding that I thought to myself that this was no cave, it was another subterranean world!

I was subsequently informed by the sannyasi that this fantastic subterranean world has no night as all day and every day is devoid of night.

The walk was beautiful as we proceeded along the uneven black granite stone like path that that took us deeper this world. I noticed that there were little green plants with beautiful red flowers that gave off a jasmine and strawberry like scent "The smell of this scent immediately reminded me fondly of my stay in the cave"

Parts along the riverbanks were encrusted with gold nuggets that had deposited and accumulated over time. I figured there must have been tons of gold residing at its sides as its soft babbling waters lazily sailed by. No evil man made greed here I thought!

I inquired, where would the eventual destination of the river be? Moreover, the sannyasi informed me that the source of the river lay in the icy Himalayas! Its eventual destination was to be found believe it or not at the North Pole where she rested as frozen ice after her long journey... only to be melted by the Suns love... wherefore she would slowly start her journey again, travelling back gracefully using her inerasable memory... flowing her way back into the Himalayas.

I inquired if the river had a name and the sannyasi informed me with a wry smile that none of the forna and flora in these so called cave's had a name. He informed me that names are nothing but a bad man made habit which is a practice with ulterior motives of assuming or conferring false ownership to things that should not and cannot be really and truly owned by any man. If ever any man who makes claims to the contrary of any part of nature weather legally based or not, is in fact engaging in theft by deception.

I looked up ahead as we approached some fantastic looking trees whose base looked like the bottle base of the baobab tree that freely populated parts of Africa.

I was informed that these trees were in fact the close cousin of the baobab tree that were liberally decorated with carefully hung nests woven from brightly coloured grass strands of blue, red, pink and yellow. These nests looked like something out the pages of a fairy tale book.

I saw a flock of red birds with black masts fly low past us. I must have seen flocks and other singular birds of the most intricate feather designs and exotic colours ever imaginable.

I looked up on my left and saw a lazy waterfall splashing against the rock face as it made its way down, giving of a plume of white. This cascading water of white plume reminded me of smoke exiting a chimney.

All of the sudden I heard a loud roar that invaded the air which caused me to react with an instant shiver!

I felt the Earth tremble beneath my feet! Immediately I thought earthquake...!  _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

#  UFO from the centre of earth

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The sannyasi and I walked across the vast expanse of this magnificent subterranean world in what must have been for three days and two nights until we came across a narrow path amongst a large cluster of trees that led us into a large chamber the size of several airfields.

This chamber was of amazing beauty showered with flowers and plants whose colours and varieties would make most well stocked florist look tame and inadequate.

Amongst the great natural beauty of this chamber stood many woman, men and jackals, lions, leopards and a large variety of other animals. The atmosphere within was calm and I could almost taste the positive energy that pervaded the air within. No one within this chamber stirred. The pure concentration of all within this place reminded me of my first encounter with my friend the sannyasi.

I noticed that the occupants did not move, as they seemed to be occupied with something. I looked up and I noticed there was a large semi translucent craft that hovered silently overhead! Was this a real UFO...?

#  Lucy in the Sky

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I was not surprised in the least. I noticed that they the Luciferian loyalists had scrambled some of the most technologically advanced aircraft. As they came within a hundred meters, we took off reaching from zero to at first 2700 miles per hour as we suddenly increased our speed to 2900 miles per hour.

We were easily able to outpace the jets as we rose higher in altitude; they followed us dogmatically as we rose even higher knowing their technological limitations to height.

They were also aware of their own limitations to height. This may have fuelled their desperation as they opened fire on us! We quite easily were able to avoid their line of fire from their guns and guided missile systems by simultaneously descending at the speed of light whilst we travelled sideways as well. Judging by the random and their desperate actions and attempts to strike us with their missiles, their pilots seemed to become emotionally charged and agitated, judging by the erratic and desperate manoeuvres, of their respective aircraft.

We intuitively knew that there was nothing that the Super State could do to us in order for them to put a stop to us and our agenda of retaliatory strikes.

I felt exhilarated of being a part of a powerful unit and the unit was a powerful part of me. It was to be because we were confident because we knew that we were operating outside the realm of their confined technological abilities.

We flew up about a one hundred thousand feet into space and then in a show of technological gymnastics we boomeranged back down to about 30 000 feet and then like magic and it was so too...!

We changed direction as we flew directly head on towards the squadron at about one thousand miles per hour! As we got close and just as we predicted they dispersed like frightened scattered birds, swiftly moving away from our envisioned flight path, at which point we made a dead stop and stood still in midair under the great sky!

And then we proceeded to give them a light show of bright yellow and orange and unbeknown to them we were weaponizing our craft with two billion volts of lightening power that intelligently joined us from the ether or air. Slowly we began to start gaining altitude as the squadron turned and went into attack formation heading straight for us.

It did not take is long to ready ourselves into attack mode. In the blink of an eye, we started increasing our speed, they followed suite, and just like that, the deathly chase was on.

The squadron of our enemy meant serious businesses, if one had to judge from the crescendo of their jet engines that could be heard screaming aloud, as the beasts of metal moved in for the kill. The jets with the pneumatic jet arms attached to the planes underbelly were serious as they extended out with their missiles being made ready by protocol, as they aimed to fire their volley of weapons at us. We out smarted them by quickly zooming to fifty thousand feet and then we reduced our speed to a crawl, as the squadron went into killer formation as they barrelled into us for what they may have envisaged as the final showdown.

It was to be in a single fell swoop to the upside, we quickly jetted to seventy thousand feet and then we made a precision stop. They did not realise it then but this was to be their doom for the squadron, as their multimillion dollar flying machines had reached their ceiling of sixty thousand feet, that is to say about nine odd kilometres from the earth's surface, in effect they had become captives and restrained by their own "state of the art technology!"

We spent much of our time amused as they flew around reminding me of disorientated guppies that were introduced into a new fish tank. They flew around in circles powerless to act as the high altitude had rendered their so-called fantastic futuristically shaped, gleaming flying machines useless. Moreover, needless to say, they were running low on liquid fuel.

The time had come and we did what we had to do. In this great communication we telepathically communicated with the entity of an intelligent two billion volts of lightning, that resided in the either. She, "the lightning bolt" understood our desire, as she willing darted into their midst and within a split of a second the entire squadron was no more. Their destruction was quick.

There was no flaming carcass of jet planes, no smoke. The total animation was instantaneous and all that remained was a void of nothingness. All that was heard was the quick crack of a luminous flash giving off a bright yellow jagged formation that lit up the dark skies and disappeared within an instant! And the immediate screaming crescendo of those once powerful jet engines were...  _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

#  Area 51

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We instinctively knew their military agenda as we made our way to the Nevada dessert to a place called "Area 51" Area 51 was infamous as a secret government base for scientific experiments of assortments in areas of eugenics and spacecraft. Area 51 was an initiative of the mystery school through the arms of the Vril society that was formed by Maria Orsitsch who claimed to have received communications from Aryan aliens living on Alpha Cen Tauri in the Alderbaran System who had visited Earth.

The double agent Adolph Hitler was a member of this secret society. The experiments in the base of Area 51 and the state of the District of Columbia together with the United States Air force who were largely instrumental in setting up Area 51 for its Gothic style flying machines and ghoulish experiments.

The whitecouts with this particular master base worked closely with a chain of similar hidden agenda driven bases around the world that were busy working frantically since the inception of the first World War. These Illuminati controlled Military Industrial Complex were busy attempting to build a superior human and animal slave class of beings including selections of transhumans, artificial robots and aircraft.

The night was beautiful as we slowly approached the dark expanse of the dessert. We flew over the neon lit Zionist Talmudic Jewish controlled sin city of Las Vegas, as we slowly changed course veering back into the darkness of the Nevada Dessert. Our journey was smooth as we travelled slowly north side of the Groom Lake and I could see the small almost equidistant neon lit towns that dotted the dessert that mainly catered to the trade of those who came out, both amateur and serious sleuths or just plain curiosity seekers in search of the CIA controlled narrative of extraterrestrials phenomena.

I could discern the ribbons of tarmac and graded dirt roads that meandered in-between the mountains and the liberal cacti covered vegetation of the dry lands. As we sailed lower, I could read the United States Air force signs that clearly marked the area of the base. And as we knew that, they were there ready and waiting for our expected arrival....

#  Inside Area 51

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We continued with our breach of Area 51, "We split our collective formation as we fanned out through the various facilities in the base"

I moved past a Hugh parking lot into what looked like a sumptuous motel for the staff of this facility that wished to take up permanent residence in this forsaken place.

I passed several heavily armed guards that were carrying high calibre weapons. All they felt was a light breeze move past them as I went through the elevator door and simply wafted down the shaft into a large hall.

There were heavily armed guards all over the place crawling about, paying close attention to everyone and everything including the whitecoated staff that wore bar-coded badges on their lapels and yet still nothing was taken for granted by the security in this austere environment. I followed one of the bespectacled whitecoats as she made her way through various security contingencies into a large wide passage that was lined with glass tanks on either side.

Inside these tanks were creatures that were being preserved for experimental purposes. Every one of the tanks held within its liquid of preserve fantastic looking creatures that I had never seen in my life. There were many creatures that resembled different types of human beings but none that remotely resembled any of the human species of the earth! "cara mia'

I knew that these were beings from the outer lands of the flat earth and the baffled whitecoats were keen to determine their ethnographic source and their intellectual ability amongst various other traits that they would try to incorporate into their nefarious agenda.

I travelled father down into this vast complex, I came across various other alien humanoid and animal forms that were caged, and many of them seemed to be drugged, as they seemed to move about in a semi lethargic state of incoherent animation. I managed to speak to one of these alien creatures that I found to be in a coherent state of mind. Firstly, I was curious about her place of origin. She told me that a group of them originated some two hundred and fifty thousand miles away from here.

They were a secret portal that they used to enter this world of Illuminati captured souls. She informed me that the people in the lands of her origin were fully aware of the dystopic conditions of this world. They, these "aliens" had come here as an infiltrator that is to say that she deliberately allowed her to be captured by those that run the earthly mystery schools.

Her aim was to gather information that she could transfer back to her homelands, as her people were very concerned about the destruction qualities of these people were causing to the one-shared ecosystem. She also informed me that some people whom she called her captors were foolish enough to think that she was being held prisoner. She informed me that her class of people were immune to any form of being drugged hypnotized and being held captive. She informed me that she could escape at her whim and fancy by simply entering one of the ever-present portals that existed in the either all around her in order to make her way back home as quick as the blink of an eye. She told me of a few of the interesting facilities of which she thought that I should visit as she transferred telepathically a blue print layout of the complex.

"  The next thing I did was to make my moves..." I used the lift shaft to descend even further into this subterranean lobotomy and my way to the manufacture and assembly area of aircraft. I entered a huge well-lit hanger and by the way, every facility in this place seemed to be huge. I noticed a large black super structure of a flat disc shaped structure being assembled with about a hundred workmen in white dustcoats crawling all over the craft. I noticed in the background were three incomplete but smaller disc shaped craft standing next to an immaculately laid out machine shop were its workmen where carefully fashioning parts for the craft.

I examined one of the several large blueprints for these crafts which outlined an anti gravity jet propulsion system for these machines. The men in here worked at a steady but furious pace almost as if they were preparing for a war! I cast my mind back into the function of the bone people and their sense of urgency to attempt to control the fiction through the Matrix of Illusion which was of paramount importance to the children of the Devil who, if you can remember also set about actioning their agenda with urgency.

I moved into the passage that led me into a large room that was labelled as "Arrecebo one" upon entering this facility I noticed teams of whitecoated surgeons dissecting humans and transplanting their organs into animals and vice versa! On a row of slabbed beds lay a row of chimeras that seemed to be hooked into various bits of machines that were keeping them alive whilst other machines monitored their vital signs. I left 'Arrecebo one" in a hurry and headed up the long passage until I arrived at a care facility that was purely for the staff that worked here.

I looked through bulletproof glass wall that was positioned at the entrance and what I saw chilled me to the bone!

I saw many mentally ill persons within a well-lit form of mental institution. I witnessed some of the patients who were wearing strait jackets screaming at the top of their voices, whilst there were others who just sat there staring blankly into space!

I witnessed something that chilled me to the bone as I felt a rush of nausea well up within me... _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

#  Nature and the Show

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My biological clock told me that it was approaching midnight by when the sannyasi and I left our usual spot and set off to the extreme far end of the cave.

We slowly walked whilst observing the troops of monkeys jumping from tree to tree with much chatter as they made their way to their abode. There were much lively sounds from the birds that filled the air. I had become so used of taking in the pure vibrant air that filled the caves.

In all of my days here, I have never felt more serene. I was at peace with the world and the world was at piece with me. There was never a single moment in all of my time in here that I missed the use of my laptop computer or cellular phone as quite simply put there was no need for these intrusive shackles in daily bliss. We walked on in silence as we bathed in a slow chill that infused with the night air. When we reached our destination, the sannyasi disappeared into an opening in the wall of the cave and I followed suit. We entered into a dark tunnel solid rock floor was uneven as I commanded the other sleeping senses in my feet to awaken and carry me through with articulate balance.

The passage was a long one and although I could just about see the sannyasi in the inky darkness, I could sense that he was moving ahead with the nimbleness and speed of a mountain goat! The uneven floor bothered his movements none. We must have spent a good three hours walking in the tunnel until eventual the darkness slowly broke with the infusion of light as we came closer to our exit point. My city feet were ruined from all this walking on the even hard surface. Then like magic what do you know! We entered into a, what I can only describe as another planet!

Please do not misunderstand me here; I am not saying that we were in some other planet although from my wonderful and fascinating sight that caused all my senses to explode with great excitement, I was well aware that we had come to a new section in the chain of caves that was a part of our Earth. What I saw was a sight, to behold! As far as my eyes could see,

I saw flat land covered with the lush greenest carpet of vegetation that anyone could ever image, with a vast mountain range that must have towered as high as an imagined two hundred-story skyscraper, I wonder if you can.

The mountain range was formed from pure crystal of every colour imaginable in this completely new world. Situated randomly along the vast expanse were soda springs that shot up its bubbly effervescence with a gushing sound high up into the air almost like a giant uncorked bottle of champagne with its upper fountain of water once reaching altitude, it dispersed into mists of light rain as it sailed back down to mingle with the lush green below.

Within this sensational falling soda water "mist like" falling back down onto the ground with the lively gush made by the fusion of water passing through an opening in the ground with the great force of the underlying pressure.

I became lost in the gaze of a rainbow that stretched itself way out into the yonder and into my mind! I compared the inky darkness of this long passage that struck my senses no differently from the beauty of this light filled world whose beauty and magical aura touched the heart of my DNA.

This was in many ways no different from my dream when I floated out in the cosmos whilst observing her mysterious beauty. Here I was marvelling at a string of miniatures comets that were created by a refraction of light as it passed through the crystal prism. The more I look at the miracles in here today and hold it against the backdrop of science, the more I believe in nature and the Great Single Spirit. There was no lack of the synchronous flashing of lights which looked like a vast and varied exotic species of fire flies that roamed all over the place. Their flashing beauty lit up my dim eternal view of natural light that had become masqueraded by the worldly great deception of artificial light! And just by gazing at the beauty of this new world I able to see the cunning truth that was hidden in the worldly lie! Then a beautiful flash of red emanated in the distance and slowly transformed itself into the multi colours of a rainbow and then it flashed across the expanse like lightening as its tincture infused into the spurting soda fountains and it was within a flash, it quickly dimmed into a colour of girly pink and then disappeared just like that!

I looked up and overhead in the now darkened expanse I saw a multitude of coloured streaks that filled the expansive dark. This coloured light reflected off the surface of the floor and was then carried back high up towards the ceiling by the ever-fresh burst of spouting soda streams. Each fresh burst of soda seemed to lift my spirits up and away to meet with the cosmos of tiny stars that sailed at the tips of these vast glaciers of crystal giants. These frozen giants stood tall and beautiful in a world without time!

I turned to look at the sannyasi's ever-changing face as it reflected the hue of its mesmerizing surroundings and he turned to look at me without saying a word as we bathed in this ecstasy of nature. The sannyasi then spoke to me a voice that rose slightly above this show of physical dreams devoid of opioids! He spoke in a whisper as if and I think that it was too that the sannyasi did not want to disturb the flow of magic in here as he said, "scientist refer to some of this magic as "Piezoelectricity." "According to their theory, all of this that you witness is as a result from electricity created from pressure and heat that accumulates in solid materials like crystals whose atoms, ions and molecules, whose oldest example here on Earth is an olivine mineral diamond called ringwoodite" a substance that is mainly found in meteorites.

What science fails to explain is how these atoms, ions and molecules themselves have been formed! "cara mia"

Then the sannyasi went on to say that, as much as crystals exude a variety of energy, concisely, the planets largest crystal is in fact the living breathing planet itself! But, but it is not that a simplistic description! This is so because like our sometimes gaseous and sometimes solid Moon, the planet is many other things as well!

The state of the planet changes in its various stages of metamorphosis! These also affect the magnetic fields of the earth, which causes it to fluctuate over long periods of time. The sannyasi went on to explain to me that, the true origins of the soda fountains, whose source was the powerful fountains of the deep! It is this power of water and pressure that lays hundreds of miles deep below the earth's surface!

This force alone is so powerful that even the slightest of obstruction with its natural flow to the surface can and wills easily realtor the earth's geology formation! When all of these facts are put together, it very easily leads to a complete collapse of the evolutionary theories. As we made our way back, I thought of how so very small our so-called big world made up of the five continents was!

These evil elites who act out as the self styled lords, gods and masters of the universe that rule over the sons and daughters of man with an air of divine right, impunity, disdain and an iron fist. These ancient controlled evil elites shall control in many cases either directly or through proxy all governments!

The sannyasi spoke of the mystery schools and their purpose as a veil and a think tank and communication conduit for Lucifer. As we know, he is the founder of these mystery schools. Like the evil and Devil worshiping Pope who speaks from the Vatican City. This city is a city that is surrounded by tradition and idols.

The Pope speaks in an ancient language of Latin that very few of his disciples understand, so too the Illuminati Arya Brahmins speak and conduct religious cantonations in an ancient Sanskrit language. This is by design and not by accident. This of course is in line with all of the disciples of the vast array of other traditions and religious. Many of the worshippers do not understand this but this is exactly the method to the madness of the controllers.

The embedded within the Illuminati Arya Brahmins are the descendants of Indu from the Moon and are called Indu – Vansa, Soma or Chandra meaning Moon in Sanskrit. The Aryans are of Germanic decent originating in the Oxus region, that cradle of the Germanic race. This is one of the reasons for the vast light and dark complexion differences amongst Hindus. This also happens to act as a seat to the diversions amongst Indians and the world based skin colour class distinctions (cabbala systems) 

#  Puppet Masters Inc

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"  Let me stress a prime feature of the Illuminati, when and if their plans for global control are discovered, they will wipe out all of the Jews from the face of the earth. This will be done in order to divert suspicion from themselves. And bear in mind that they let Hitler who was financed by the crooked Warburg and Rothschilds (both born Jews) to incinerate Jews.

The sannyasi looked at me concerned as he stated that he had made a study of various books including Dope Inc and Dr David Duke's Jewish Supremiscism and was shocked to discover further how a small group of Zionist Talmudic Jewish bloodline families own virtually all the banks and corporations on the planet!

The poster children for this conspiracy are the Zionist super Jewish Rothschild family. The vast majority of these super Jewish families were involved in the lucrative opium trade to Hong Kong and China of old. Some of the largest corporations like the Dutch East India Company and Jardine Matherson still stand today in its various forms whose foundations were steeped in the opium trade.

Many of these pseudo Zionist Jewish families have now refocused on controlling us through the newer narcotics trade amongst their other nefarious activities, such as oil (green options are violently suppressed) and banking.

The Rothschild family control the Zionist Jewish Goldman Sachs family who are responsible in controlling all the other Zionist Jewish banking families through the Zionist Jewish controlled Federal Reserve System and through a chain of other Zionist Jewish controlled member banks. The Zionist Jewish Kuhn Loeb family of New York control government investment banking arm.

The Zionist Jewish Warburgs are involved in government investment banking mainly in Europe.

The Zionist Jewish Lazards family control specialised investment banking, and the Israel Moses Seifs of Rome who control banking mainly for the Nazi/ Zionist Jewish controlled Vatican City whose banks are responsible for laundering huge amounts of money for its global organized crime syndicates.

The secret society aligned Li bloodline family some say controls the economies of Hong Kong and China through these various sources of ancient bloodline money.

The, secret society aligned Rockefellers enforce and control the flow of oil and own a web over 40 0000 of the registered companies.

The Zionist Jewish Oppenheimer family controls all the resources of South Africa and much of Africa, these families in turn control other families directly or by proxy through the Federal Reserve Bank of America, that controls virtually every single bank on the planet.

The Bundy bloodline family control our agriculture with Beyer a company with Nazi origins and secret society originated Monsanto, whilst the Collins bloodlines are the custodians of occult rituals.

The secret society aligned Onassis bloodline who some believe was responsible for the death of CIA construct and frontman Howard Hughes controls the finance and shipping in Greece., The Reynolds bloodline controls the tobacco, mortuary and cremation business.

The secret society aligned Russel bloodline are believed to be masters of the Enochian alphabet and language that is used in many of the high level rituals including its close association with the Jehovah Witness religion.

The wealthy Van Duyn bloodlines are the Dutch connection to the secret societies.

The secret society aligned Disney bloodline specialises in brainwashing and mind control of children through innocent looking cartoon characters.

The German Krupp like so many of the other bloodline families are at the very core of evil, this bloodline controls mainly the manufacture of arms and ammunition.

The secret society aligned Mcdonald bloodline control toxic fast food chain operating around the planet that many suspect are serving adulterated human meat.

The Solvay family who own the Illuminati dark castle that is home to thousands of dark spiritual entities, virtually own Belgium, and wait for it... their factories manufacture most of our branded pharmaceuticals.

The secret society aligned Du Pont bloodlines are responsible for poisoning the planet via the manufacture of various toxic chemicals such as Teflon. This Du Pont bloodline family has almost single headedly responsible for removing the pure natural fibre off the backs of the global population and replacing it with plastic clothes in the form of their patented polyester fabric and other non woven fabrics.

It is worth noting that only clothes made from natural fibre such as cotton, hemp, seaweed that supports the electrical energies that are created by our human bodies.

On the other hand, synthetic and plastic fibres are manmade toxic fibres that cause much havoc with the flow of the body's natural electricity fields that in itself is responsible for much human psychological disorders and disease.

The secret society aligned Bush bloodlines are custodians for a demonology based New World Order. Then there is a chain of thousands of entire mainly cannibalistic royal families of the world who control whole countries and nations who are all connected to this single Rothschild bloodline family!

These bloodline families are virtually all of the Zionist Talmudic Jewish faith with many of their background also steeped in the slave, opium, and bootlegging trade of old.

Today it is these same families who unlike other families because most of these families are made up of Luciferic entities who are at the very core of evil. They are vampires that cannot survive without humans because they feast with human meat and slake their thirst with human blood. Life is all about energy and these vampires in order for them to survive as normal looking human beings amongst us systematically steal and rape children in order to rob little kids of their pure energy. This is but one of the reasons for rampant paedophilia amongst the bloodline rich and famous families.

These vampire families control us through the religious and economic world as they own and control virtually all of the tobacco, shipping, arms manufacturing, undertaking, mining, banking, insurance, property, alcohol, manufacturing, casino, clothing, fashion, movie, pharmaceutical, plastics, lobbying firms, research, fast food chains, porn, religions, Hollywood, Bollywood, the music industry, talent scout agencies, virtually all global brands and food industries on the planet.

It appears that the convicted now removed paedophile Jeffery Epstein was the secretly elected spiritual paedophile procurement head that represented the entire clan of these ancient vampire families on this worldly plane.

Epstein is but a small cog in the huge conspiracy that lives on past his faked demise...! 

#  The City of Flowers

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It was in the early hours of the morning that we set out for the City of Flowers. We entered one of the numerous passages at the far end of the cave whose natural stone entrance was somewhat obscured by a luscious green foliage that crept up all around the entrance walls and partially obscuring the nine feet high square shaped entrance. The sannyasi was very familiar with his way around in this part of the world.

The journey through this well lit passage was short. As we exited the passage, we came upon a series of six large holes in the ground that sloped gently away from us. The sannyasi unhesitatingly asked me to follow him as he climbed into the sixth holes, which was the furthest one from our exit point.

The hole was large with a circumference almost as large as an average sized high-rise building elevator shaft. Surprisingly the hole was bright with ample grips along the way down that made it easier to make our way further into the womb of Earth. We must have spent about seventeen hours climbing down this hole and at the end; we landed on a strip of lush carpet of green temple grass that seemed to stretch for miles in gridiron formation in this non-hewn natural subterranean City of Flowers.

I looked around me and all I saw was rows upon rows of colourful flowers of every imaginable species including many unknown species. "cara mia" I feasted my eyes on the luscious fields of flowing pastel and primary colours. Amongst giant bouquet ran the liberal strips of temple grass that acted as broad walkways that stretched out way into the distant horizon. The beautiful flowers whose haze of pinks, yellows, and reds reminded me of an artist's colourful pant laden palette.

The whole area as far as my eyes could see was surrounded by low mountains and gently flowing rivers with tall trees covered in beautiful flowers.

I observed the beautiful small wooden homes with mono pitched roofs that liberally dotted the vast landscape built in an unobtrusive fashion that perfectly blended in with the natural environment. From the corner of my eye, I saw a group of three men dressed entirely of clothing made from finely knitted dried grass who slowly approached us in a friendly manner. Their lively moon shaped faces beamed as they stopped walking as they reached us and bowed in greeting before us! The sannyasi and I reciprocated the kind gesture. And without saying a word, they turned around and made a sign that we follow them, without much ado we followed in tow.

We walked up to a large thatched mono roofed wooden structure that stood aside a silent crystal flowing stream. We entered the building and the main member who led the group gestured that we sit down on the chatais that were liberally spread out on the seas and like earthen floor.

We promptly sat down and our hosts still smiling followed suit. I never thought much about it before but the Zen effect of the minimalist interior coupled with the natural floor created an amazing feng shui. As for our newly found host it was almost as if they were expecting us, without any summoning by our male hosts, three beautiful females appeared from the next room carrying small treys of what appeared to me to be iced tea that were served in small clay cups and a selection of exotic fruit. The drink looked and tasted almost like cinnamon tea. I admired the pleasant smiling females with much silent applaud. Their walk and actions was fluid almost choreographed motion. The females were attired in long a dress that was also made from a finely woven fabric of dried grass but theirs were combined with intricately floral patterned silk of exceptional finely woven fabric. The woman wore copper tone complexions with black soft curly hair that seemed to catch the light current of a breeze as they gently danced to its rhythm as each lock gently caressed one another, but my problem was that I could feel not even the most gentlest of air motion in the room! I observed the placid brown-eyed woman with nubion motion disappear into the next room whilst applying the same casual stealth of their entrance.

I sipped the soothing liquid as I felt it quench my thirst, leaving behind a subtle liniment like aftertaste in my mouth of which I found to be satisfying to my core.

The leader then broke his silence as he spoke in a series of guttural sounds. The sannyasi responded with similar sounds, I noticed the leader stopped speaking for a while and curiously look at me as he broke out in a smile revealing strong perfect white teeth. Then he surprised me by speaking to me in fluent English as he addressed me in a friendly tone. He informed me that he fully understood the purpose of our journey into the City of Flowers.

I asked him incredulously where he learnt to speak such fluent English. He gave me a bashful look as he non- chalantly informed me that this medium of communication that we use called English is just a simple set of vibrations that the sannyasi has telepathically tranferred the entire code of this language to him in just a few seconds. It was as a result of this transfer and method the he could easily understand and speak all languages. He went on to tell me that the guttural vibrations that they were using as a language was far more complicated in its structure as it contained hundreds of different notes in a single viberatory word so to speak. I was totally floored by this piece of information. It was getting late and our host offered us a light but delicious vegan meal of roots and a wide selection edible plant in the form of salads, which was followed later by a pungent and somewhat bitter cold pinkish liquid that also served as a nightcap as well as a digestive drink.

We were each given a little bare room with nothing in it but a chatai to sleep on. I undressed removing my loincloth and no sooner had I lain down when one of the females entered my room and without asking me; she smiled as she doubled down and started giving me a body massage. She concentrated on massaging the most vital point in my body doing so in a slow and deliberate manner as she transferred a rush of beautiful soothing female energy to me. Pure female energy that is exuded by a clean, pure woman that is gifted to a man is certainly one of the jewels of life. When the element of love is introduced into the mix, her energy exuberance moves to a new level and becomes priceless!

It is almost like a man visiting the fountain of youth. Just one hour of this feminine energy is equivalent to a year spent at a so-called health farm. Her well-formed hands and fingers had the same firm grip of a hand made of steel. She worked my body for an hour and when she was done, she stood up smiled at me bowed and left the room.

I felt exhilarated as I fell off to sleep. I slowly awakened early the next morning and I was a bit startled as I saw the sannyasi and the headman silently sitting alongside me staring at me as I awoke. I looked at them and smiled and they smiled back at me all happy and beaming. Today the headman spoke to me whilst the sannyasi remained silent. He carefully informed me that I had been through much trauma by spending so much time in an urban environment. He smiled as he told me that an urban city environment was not suitable for man or woman to inhabit but was instead designed for machines to live in. He went on to inform me that I needed to be restored back to the condition as nature intended. He told me that I had made a very wise move by travelling to these parts of the world that most people from your world do not even know or care to know of our very powerful yet secretive existence.

It is not that we care too much to have them swarm into our worlds as they embrace a very consumerist and destructive lifestyle.The headman told me that today they will start the healing process here and if and when, I became fully healed then I would know! I asked him how would I know and he replied that "all the doors of the underworld will open and allow you free and unhindered passage and reveal some of its secrets to you!" "you will travel through parts of this world and experience the true and real meaning of the real joys of living without the perpetual intrusion of the Matrix of Illusion into your life" "You will experience freedom in all its wonderful forms"It never did strike me like this before but the headman was correct after all of my time on Earth,

I thought I had experienced a high level of freedom in the cave but this was freedom on a different level This was the very first time for me to taste this kind of real freedom! I quickly thought about it, there were no man made laws here, no government, no policemen, and yet there was no crime or violence but pure respect and order as quite simply put everyone had their priceless selves and the important thing is that they were aware of it, so there was no falsely Illuminati created desire to steal.

The headman produced a beautiful red rose as he held it up for me to look at. Then he told me to look at the rose and see its beauty as I nodded my head in agreement. Then he explained to me that, like the rose, everything in your world is so very beautiful too, but your world is under the influence of a sinister evil force unlike this rose, that force takes all that is beautiful and turns it into ugliness based on the template of this beautiful flower. Then he asked me if I remembered the Woodstock Music and Art Fair in 1969 of which I smiled and replied that it was a bit before my time but its legacy still carries and remains as if it was yesterday. This festival he informed me was but one of the turning points in the generational pattern of man. This was no music festival at all, as many people even up until today still believe.

This whole well organised charade was a secret society ritual that was disguised as entertainment igniting within the new generation of the sixties a new explanation of peace and love when in fact they had carefully planned and were going from that point onwards to institutionalize the exact opposite of world peace and love. As you no doubt can figure out by now that the ritualistic Druid term of wood in the name "Woodstock" You see the secret societies think that we are so dumbed down by them to that point that we do not have the capacity to think and figure thinks out for ourselves.

I must now contradict myself by saying yes, this may be true for a large part of the people of your world that are plugged into the Matrix of Illusion via Google, Apple, the internet, I phones, social media through the wide sweeping religion of technology! The secret societies in many respects gave your people clues of which many of the people of your world simply ignore as they believe that it does not concern or affect them or their families. If we go back and look at the word "wood "in" Woodstock, it is very similar to what they have done to the name "Hollywood" "Bollywood" "Tollywood" and "Pinewood" all of which refers to the magic of movies and its effect on humans by bringing all of their action in this regard under a single umbrella or magic wand! These names all ends in the word "wood" as certain types of wood is believed by the Luciferians to possess ritualistic occult properties!

The headman then as a matter of fact told me "I understand that you are quite aware of the relationship between humans and plants. The theme for Woodstock was flower power and the upside down symbol of the pyramid disguised as a peace sign. I am sure that you can figure where I am headed. Think about it, was it not from that moment on that, "that" generation of the world was started to be exposed to an onslaught of drugs manufactured and distributed by the state using the Central Intelligence Agency? Did the Vietnam War not intensify and spread to other regions of the world in keeping with the upside down pyramid sign disguised as a peace sign? This is how the Book of Death and its solders works by stealth and deception.

It is the same playbook used over and over again. Have no fear as this will eventually lead to their downfall. He held up the rose plant a bit higher as if to stress his point home" I continued to look at the plant as many thoughts were running through my mind. He then went on to tell me that the rose was one of those great icons of the secret societies, so much so that many songs have been composed and sung in its honour and its image and it is worshiped by the secret societies. Then he explained to me why this was so. The rose like stone obelisk has been chosen by the mystery schools to stand as their symbol of many things. It is common for them to look at the best and see the worst in everything. To the secret society that dedicates itself to the carrying forth of the secret religion of the rose that is known as the Rosecrucians and the other prominent secret society is known as The Order of the Ros Rosy Cross-.

One of the functions of both these secret societies is... _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

#  The Centre of the Earth

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To say that the centre of the Earth was big would be an understatement. It was huge and powerful. From about a thousand miles away as I approached the centre of the earth, I felt the ground tremor, the tremor grew more and more powerful almost like an earthquake of sorts as the tremors rolled under the surface of the ground manipulating the ground causing it to form welts in motion as if it was composed of soft putty. I approached closer to the epicentre of the earth and now here I was at the centre of it all!! I would not have been able to fathom the humungous area in my physical state, my spiritual state made it possible for me to see the entire area of this momentous epicentre, it was easily larger than the entire state of California and Catalonia combined, its ceiling reached up for thousands of miles into the air. At first, I could not believe what I saw before me, besides my tingling senses raged around me. I stood transfixed to this powerful meeting and melting pot of the elements.

I parked on the sideline and remained mesmerized by what I saw. It was a perpetual meeting of the elements of the world as well as a melting pot of such grand scale that is done in a most spectacular fashion that onlynature could conceive, produce and perform.

I looked at the fascination that surrounded me as the prophetic words of the sannyasi rolled back into my mind "Of the vast amount of acrobatic capabilities of the complex human mind of it being unique and infinite. Think of the mind as a key, it is a key made of blood, tissue and spiritual energy that is able to precisely locate the otherwise invisible portals into other worlds and dimension in effect taking you there in a vehicle comprised of unique energy! but we reduce its real powerful purpose and meaning by misunderstandingly giving it a name of low vibration, by calling it... just a "dream"

"  Yes we are all capable of dreaming but how many of us possess the secret ability to mentally programme, manipulate and turn that dream into instant reality at will?" This in effect is but one of the ways that allows us to become architects and masters of our own destiny!" And this is the purposeful reasoning behind the Illuminati using horoscope to change our fate!

Now back to my experience at the epicentre of the world...It was at that very spot I observed nature at work and at play, as a practical measure that was folded as a hypnotising show of force, power and of course precise physical workability that nature carried out on a scale that would make Goliath look puny and weak.

The lightning in the yellow skies flashed brightly as it whipped and lashed in a multitude of colours almost like giant tails of dragons at war with each other, moving in sequence to the sound of rolling thunder which echoed in the four corners of this mega enclave. The sound was so loud as to render anyone in its vicinity immediately and permanently deaf but that aside, the sound was so powerful that its sound waves could quite easily and more than likely because physical bodies of flesh and blood to disintegrate and vaporize in the split of a second.

And below this great sky of lightning and fire ran the river to end all rivers, this place was the meeting of the waters of the worlds, all the seas and oceans drained into this single seven hundred mile wide great river that ran with immense speed, the duration of this entire subterranean world. At the start of this great river was a hole in the sidewall made of solid rock in the form of a large opening about the size of a large village. From this opening the seas and oceans of the world drained, freefalling from this spout that stood seventeen thousand feet high, as the torrential waters touched the ground giving off a silent thunder that shook the ground coupled with a spray of water that rained down hundreds of miles all around!

The living waters of the great river bubbled with the ferocity of a billion mega sized boiling cauldrons, the waters powerfully danced in her unfathomable depths of mysterious wonder. The mouth of this river resembled an ocean as it moved with Earth shaking velocity and thunder back to the surface of the earth, but the waters were completely cleansed, happily carrying with it thousands of newer species of different life forms...

The spray and spouts created by the powerful sheer force of waters like a clash of the proverbial titans! The waters raced high up into the air towards the present bolts of lightning, as the upward and downward meeting of these two elements met in mid air creating a singing vapour of clouds that swelled rapidly and burst into other clouds. This great body of steam then slowly settled back down into the boiling oceans whose vapours were infused with the psychedelic colours and electricity of the lightning force.

I turned my focus to a low-level volcano that must have been at least a few hundred miles from the river of these worlds that spewed out lava that flowed against the two hundred miles per hour wind speeds into the boiling waters of these living oceans! I immediately fell in love with this place. I did not know it but it was something that I searched for all my life. My soul felt exhilarated and I felt alive as I felt the beauty, mystery and the power infuse and course through my spirit. I had arrived! And I saw in this environment the very elements that resonated with the intense turbulent birth of my very soul.

I felt a tug and I knew what it meant, my time had come and they were unsealing the whole way back in the City of Flowers that was now so far away. I had found my place in my journey and I could not go back! I wanted to be here forever!

Back in the City of Flowers, the shaman looked into the hole but he detected no movement. He tried calling out to me but there was no answer. He turned and looked at the sannyasi that looked at him showing no emotion but if anything, he showed a state of resolute composure that is to say he was calm and was himself. The shaman without saying another word slowly climbed into the hole and found me still sitting in the yoga position. He carefully tied the rope around my waist and signalled that I be hauled up out of the hole. My body was still warm as they made me lie on a chatai. The shaman bent over and whispered a sound into my ear, but he got no response from me. I saw the silver thread that connected me to my physical body grow dim and weaker.

I was about to severe the thread when the shaman communicated to me that I had much work still to be done in the jungles! I saw my aura change from silver to a luminous white.

I returned to the City of Flowers, as I slowly opened my eyes and the first thing that I noticed were the sannyasi and the shaman looking at me with a knowing smile plastered on their faces. I looked at them and smiled back. I had changed in every respect. I knew that it was so, as I could feel deep within me that it was so. I was not the same person that I used to be!

I felt the flames of truth burn brightly in my eyes. I instinctively knew that I had evolved...I had changed to become a solder for the truth in an Illiminati created fictitious world composed of lies and deception.

We spent a week with the shaman and the kind and pure people in the City of Flowers by mainly sitting on the banks of the crystal streams and remaining in a state of deep meditation.

A few days later we slowly journeyed back to our home without speaking much to each other but I understood more about life, bonds, friendship and the great evil that lurked around us causing much disruption and upheaval in this otherwise fantastic pure world as created and given us by our Devine Single Spirit!.

-The End of Book 2-

Book 3

Chapter 1

#  Making My Way Back

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❝ I walked right out of the machinery by ridding him of my false inner material desires and the ravaging primitive disease of consumerist consumption that is nothing to be applauded but a base act of nothingness. At last! "The Illuminati had been made decoded!" My Struggle had achieved grand results!

❝ As I made my way across the jungles, I spied a cave with a low opening at one o clock, which was nicely tucked away at the foothills of a giant solitary high mountain. I strained my neck to gaze up at her peak but it appeared to me that she hid her face high above the nomadic clouds. Nevertheless, I immediately decided to rest my wondering but tired body in this little newly found enclave. I attracted the attention of the guides to my great discovery, but they just smiled and told me to go ahead as they preferred the outdoors.

I stealthily walked up to the cave mindful of predatory animals that may lurk around the caves parameters or possibly within! I bent down in order to enter, astutely looking around me as I gingerly entered the cave with much ease, The cave somehow was not dark as I had anticipated it to be and neither did it not smell musky or dank. Strangely, the cave permeated a fresh smell that had a pleasant and refreshing fragrance that reminded me of jasmine with a hint of infused sweet strawberries...

I opened my weary eyes and immediately noticed that a pale whitish light had entered that cave, I can swear that I caught a fleeting glimpse of the sannyasi as he ducked out of the cave! Was it all just a dream I wondered?

I felt light in body and restful; I closed my eyes gently and felt myself enter a long dark tunnel. I began to travel through this tunnel at first slowly then I felt the speed accelerate and I travelled faster and faster... 

#  In The Beginning

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I cast my mind back into time and it was in the beginning of this whole story and my entire adventure as narrated here... when I briefly awoke in the small cave looked around for the sannyasi but he was nowhere to be seen or heard. Was it all just a dream?

Had I been dreaming all along? How could this be a dream as I could still feel his powerful presence within my mind!

My body felt tired as if I had travelled a vast journey. I opened my sleep-filled eyes but my eyelids became heavy as I slowly drifted off again into dreamland.

I was like a bird flying over the world and looking down at her and the folly of the illusion that wafted over her in the form of other smaller clouds of deception that manifested from that large cloud... the one was very similar to that which I had witnessed, whilst standing on the mountain top.

I slowly came to from my deep slumber and was taken aback to find myself still in bed in my apartment! I looked at the clock that stood on my bedside pedestal and became even more amazed that the clock had stopped functioning with its small hand pointing at nine.

This has never happened since I purchased it a year ago, you say co-incidental. I say maybe so!

I immediately and instinctively reached for my phone and called up my travel agent and booked a flight for the next morning to Varanasi. This was the oldest of the old cities in India. More importantly, Varanasi did not lay too far off from the borders of Nepal. It was the borders of Nepal where I planned to journey on foot in order to experience the vast ancient jungles of India and its fabled mysteries, "cara mia" And of course, there are many other such jungles that proliferate and spread across the surface and the insides of the vast flat and hollow Earth! I started to slip into a daydream... I imagined vast jungles filled with exotic beasts with oasis populated with beautiful semi clad maidens walking around with trays of freshly picked fruit.

I abruptly shook my head as I decided to slip out of my daydream. I must confess that I am not really this impulsive especially when it comes to all things to do with travel, especially after the 911-world trade massacre at which point the governments unwarranted suspicion of travellers has turned travelling into an unpleasant experience. I wish to avoid travel whenever possible.

I become still for a moment as there seemed to be something calling me from a distance...

I jumped out of my soft bed and treated myself to a cold shower; this is something that I found exhilarating.

After mixing and consuming a concoction of a raw vegetable and a fruit blend, I slowly made my way downstairs. I slowly exited the French windowed light infused brownstone and onto the busy streets. The janitor out of nowhere ran up to me and handed me a package whilst informing me that the courier guy left it in his care the day before. I accepted the package and thanked him.

Here on the outside, a menagerie of honking vehicles and the roar of engines spewing out toxic fumes into the air immediately assaulted me. I wiped out a kerchief and held it against my nose as I hailed a cab to take me to my store.

**

Whilst seated in the cab I made a mental note of the things that I intended to carry as I intended to travel light. The cab driver whom I had known for many years was familiar with my daily routine and as usual, he pulled up in front of my store and slowly turned to me with a smile as if to say "everything with the world is all right!" But this time around, I gave him a larger smug grin than usual as I got out asking him to wait for me breaking the usual routine of get off... and be gone!

"  His face took on a non plussed look' I figured that I would leave him to work out the change in our seven year routine as I dashed to my little stand alone store and deftly unlocked the glass door with the ease that comes with familiarity. I stuck my hand in and inverted the closed sign that coyly read "catch me if you can?" I shuttered the heavy shatterproof glass door to my beloved little whole foods store, I took a step back and spoke under my breath as I faced the store "adios" "until I see you again my dear one... in about three months time!"

I turned around and with a hop, skip and a jump I was back, seated in the taxi cab I needed to collect my air ticket so I politely requested in a soft voice that he take me to "Travel With Time" travel agencies based at no 7B, 299 on the Avenue of the Americas.

I leaned back in my seat took a deep breath as the taxi slowly slid into the angry snarl of New York City's infamous traffic grid. Yes indeed! This moment was a start of a journey into the great unknown that could perhaps change my life!

I opened the package only to find my dog eared diary! I was bamboozled! How can this be because I always kept my dairy in my safe?

I skimmed through it and I was shocked to discover that it contained in my handwriting well-documented details of my envisaged India to Nepal expedition! I don't recall making such an epic trip, how could this be? I immediately looked for the senders details and all it said was "JB!" What the...? _To read the book My Struggle click on one of the three links_  https://books2read.com/u/bQaD0v  or   https://store.streetlib.com/en/ash-bunsee/my-struggle  or https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/995240

#  Bonus chapter.

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#  Eastward bound

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"  There are literally millions of gods or deities in the Hindu Pantheon of gods, this is enough to flood the Indian heart mind and soul with a never ending spell of sucking one into a vicious spiral of confusion in effect hijacking ones journey across this real Heaven and paradise!"

"  Egypt and Greece are not too far behind with their considerable Pantheon of gods whose many tales will last more than a lifetime for most to truly understand" if that is possible?!

The religion of Christianity has also been fragmented by its almost countless versions of the God Christ in effect creating violent factions and endless wars of greed, hunger and power grabbing maniacs in the name of God's word and peace!

Can you say religion? And if you can! Then I say with force and power "humbug!"

I boarded my flight and slowly settled in. I looked around and from my observations of the flight cabin; it was fairly full as I mused "the wonder of economy class in an airborne metal plastic lined tube"

I spent some time paging through the "Paranormal American" as its name suggests, a paranormal genre magazine that I had purchased in the airport newsstand whilst delicately sipping on a bottled thulsi leave tea.

I was just about to put the magazine into the seat pocket and go through my diary when a very interesting article caught my eye! "that read" "DID A HEX SINK THE TITANIC?"

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The Paranormal American

Magazine

"  DID A HEX

SINK THE

TITANIC?"

UFO sightings

In America

The Mysterious

Thugees of India.

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In the 1997 film The Titanic, "The Heart of the Ocean" is the name of a fictional blue diamond featured prominently in the film. This is based on a real diamond that existed called the Hope Diamond,

King Louis XVI, this diamond was cut into a heart shape after the French Revolution originally owned it.

The article on the magazine went on to state... "Who is to say that the other half of what became known the Hope Diamond was not on board The Titanic on that fateful journey?"

Did not the king have the original Diamond of Death cut by his court jeweller reduced from 112.5 to just 67.5 carrots in order to disguise its origins and also in an apparent attempt to break the curse of the diamond?

The article read that one half of the of the large 112.5 carat Diamond of Death was, in the Smithsonian Institute but there are accurate accounts of the other half of the Eye of Sita or Diamond of Death was in fact carried on board by one of the wealthy passengers on board The Titanic? Or was the sinking of the Titanic as a direct result of a combination of another curse?

The newspapers at the time ran an interesting article dubbed by the newspaper as "the accursed mummy" according to the newspaper reports at that time, everyone who had taken photographs of the of it had mysteriously died.!

As the mummy was put onboard the Titanic the dockworkers dropped the sarcophagus breaking one of their colleague's legs.

Legend has it that over 1500 years before the birth of Christ there lived in Egypt a beautiful Princess; The Princess Amen-Ra. Legend has it that when the Princess Amen-Ra died, she was laid in an ornate sycorphergus buried deep in a vault at Luxor. During an excavation, the vault was discovered and opened by four wealthy Englishmen who visited the excavation site with the view of buying the Mummy of the Princess. When one of the Englishmen purchased the Mummy and the exquisite sarcorpercus for several thousand pounds in cash. The coffin was taken to his hotel .A few hours later, he was seen walking out towards the desert but he was never to return.

The next day one of the men was accidently shot by an Egyptian servant. His arm had to be amputated. The third of the group of the friends lost his entire savings when the bank that held his investments collapsed. The fourth friend was plagued by ill health retrenched and was forced to take up menial work including street vending.

An archaeologist had brought the sycorphergus to England that was immediately bought by an English businessman who suffered strings of misfortune including his business catching on fire, he was to sustain severe damage, and members of his family were injured in a car accident. The English businessman hurriedly sold the mummy to the British Museum. In the museum courtyard, the truck that was used to transport the mummy suddenly and inexplicably went into reverse and pinned a bystander against a wall. In a sommelier scenario to the initial four Englishmen, one of the transport crew who was tasked with carrying the sycorphergus up a flight of stairs at the museum slipped and broke his legs and his co-worker mysteriously died two days later.

The night watchman at the Egyptian Room at the museum spoke of terrible and haunting sounds once the Princess Amen-Ra arrived. Many night watchmen quit. One of the night watchmen died on duty. The strange happenings in the Egyptian Room terrified the staff that many refused to enter the room. When a visitor playfully flicked a dust cloth at the exquisitely painted face on the sycorphergus, he soon lost his child to a measles infection. The Mummy was ordered by the curator to be moved into the basement but in a repeat fashion of the first move into the museum, one of the crew responsible for the basement move also mysteriously died.

The newspapers were intrigued and fascinated by the events and sent a team over to the museum to investigate and cover the story. A photographer who photographed the mummy case went mad when he developed the negatives and found instead the horrifying face of a strange human! The photographer silently walked into his bedroom locked the door and then shot himself. The museum soon sold the mummy to a private collector who kept it in his attic after there was continued misfortune. The intensity and frequency of the misfortune that overshadowed the collector drove him to his wits end.

The collector engaged the services of a well-known authority on the subject of occultism Madame Helena Petrovena Blavatsky, who was one of the founding members of the Theosophical Society that is in existence up to this day. When Blavatsky entered the premises, she was seized by an invisible force that caused her to tremble vigorously.

Blavatsky immediately told the owner that the power that lay within the coffin was excessively powerful and that the chances of an exorcism were nil. She implored that the owner, return the coffin immediately to another source. The fact of the matter was that there was no British Museum prepared to take the infamous mummy. Finally, an American archaeologist who dismissed the happenings as mere superstitions bought the coffin for a handsome price and arranged for it to be shipped to America.

It was in April 1912 that the new owner escorted its treasure on the biggest cruise liner ever manufactured. The White Star Liner on its maiden voyage to New York was none other than the ship dubbed the unsinkable by its owners, The Titanic. On the night of 14 April 2012, Princess Amen-Ra bore witness to the screams and horror as 1500 passengers of The Titanic sunk into their icy watery graves in the Atlantic Ocean.

I also knew from another article that a very wealthy businessman a Mr John Jacob Aster who was dead against the establishment of the Federal Reserve System by secret society members. This was to be an institution that would recolonize the masses in a new wave of credit deluge. Mr Astor also happened to be aboard the SS Titanic, I contemplated if this was mere coincidence as I dozed off into a sound sleep.

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The flight on Air India was a long and pleasant one and the food was delicious. Once we had touched down in Mumbai the city that was named after a snake god, 'Sarp Mamba Devi" I spent a few hours milling about the airport and then boarded a flight to the holy city of Kashi also known as Varanasi.

I effortlessly passed customs and immediately went out and hired a taxi to take me to the Chandni Hotel my low budget hotel that lay not too far from the banks of the river Ganges. Varanasi was a city no larger than thirty-one square miles in size with a population that is believed to be in excess of nine million people. As my rickshaw, taxi was out on the streets and the hustle and bustle of the streets amazed me. The traffic in India in general and Varanasi is no different; it seems to move at a certain rhythm and pace. In streets that are devoid of traffic signals, the traffic moves in a kind of lockstep sequence almost as of it is guided by some invisible hand. The unique flow of this traffic is unlike any of the traffic that I have observed in many western cities.

I observed the kaleidoscope of colours and the real smell of people. The food and natural incense that pervaded the air which in itself was quite pleasant as within its fragrant strains lay a sweet scent of earthiness that brought back nostalgia moments of accompanying my dad, visiting the busy fruit and vegetable market that lay in the outskirts of our city. Finally, after the expert weaving of my rickshaw being driven and guided by a steady hand coursing through the traffic, I arrived at my hotel in good time.

After a quick cold shower and a light meal, I headed down to the Ganges or Gangama as she is revered and affectionately known by many Indians and foreigners alike, especially those that worship at the cult of Lord Shiva.

I walked down the ghats, took a small boat along the river, and took in the amazing architecture of some of the very old buildings that still stood since antiquity. I was rowed across the river stealthy by the powerful strength of Raaj, the oarsman in that fragrant moonlight night! The boat glided across the waters like a ghost, as a soft chilly breeze caressed the river blowing towards Sagar Island.

Varanasi is considered by many to be the holiest city in all of India and a direct afterlife portal into the Heavens. One of the legends of Varanasi lies in the cult of Shiva, the god of death and destruction. King Sagar had been reduced to ashes by the wrath of a sage Kapil Muni, whose meditative journeys across the energy currents in space, the king had interrupted. Kapil Muni who did not take kindly to being interrupted by the King. He in a fit of rage he asked Braman to destroy Earth and Braman sent down a torrent of water that would crush the earth. "I ask with tears in my eyes, would the source of all Divine power and knowledge at the drop of a hat agree to destroy the earth and satiate the unreasonable temperament and ego of a single sage by destroying millions of innocent lives that had nothing to do with the sage being interrupted in the first place? I shy away to dignify this with an answer. In any case Shiva intervened and absorbed the power of the falling waters with his matted hair and

then releasing them as streams across the high mountains of which is now the Ganges River... thus overpowering not only the Divine will and might of Brahman, who many Hindus believe pervades the entire universe! Note how Shiva is said to overpower Brahman and nature and in the process thus becoming a god!

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❝ When you cease believing in the power of nature, you have lost your way

❝ We had reached the Illuminati designed crossroads which was a trap!

It was at this juncture which we acted with haughty minds and pride filled eyes because we exercised our ego which led us to chose the wrong path that has led us to our final destruction.

We gave ourselves over to the Illuminati age of technology but we failed to understand a very simple concept called Quantum Supremacy which lies within the dead soul of technology that renders all of its secrets and data breakable! A defective engine like technology could never win this epic Great War with nature! This defect is an inherent flaw of technology which renders the hyped system technology below par or sub-grade. This flaw no matter how hard they try can never ever be made fixed! And this my friends renders the religion of technology and the god of Artificial Intelligence impotent in the long run.

And the now that we have reached our end, our history shows that we held the hand of the Devil and chose the wrong path! It had all started at first in a somewhat innocent manner with the pre-plnned failure of urban renewal as the giant Illuminati affiliated corporations attacked nature with plastic and the non biodegradable waste of millions of tons of computers that ran the software that were made to eat the world.

We had failed to heed the words of the solders from the golden age, who knew the secret evil Illuminati agenda full well. We had failed to listen to our own reasoning and common sense... we have failed to stem our craving for materialism and insidious Illuminati inspired gadgets. We failed to abandon our Illuminati programmed fickle haughty minds and pride filled eyes... today I sadly see the result of our actions... that we have made into our outcome... It was in the aftermath when the fickle Illuminati illusion that we believed was "the rock" "unshakable" had run its course and destroyed itself by becoming shattered and imploded!

As mentioned it was a failed concept from the start and prone to systematic failures. The entire system civilization only ran for so long because it hid the truth and was a masterpiece of making our society and thus our world an audio and visual magical deception. Science, economics, religion, law, history, the arts and culture were nothing but mere props in the scripted illusion that strived to make the natural world around us less clear and less easy to understand.

In the end, I was convinced that it was all a giant Illuminati scripted movie cum simulated master game based within a illusive software where we were all its actors that had to pretend that we were not a part of nature! I am sure that there are still people who are trapped in some of Earths dimensions who are still making the same mistakes as the Illuminati endgame nears them too!

**

I slowly flew over the world in spirit form. There was no music that played in my head but only a mono sound of silence. I looked down at what used to be our beautiful world and all I could see was destruction everywhere.

The oil wells were left spouting oil with the force of a volcano. The thick black liquid was shot high up into the stratosphere and when it lost its momentum. The slicks fell back down to Earth in its turbulent decent breaking itself up into a fine cascading spray that rained a liquid of black death for miles around these wells, creating in effect a reservoir of luminous black earth's blood all around as far as my eyes could see. Up ahead in the distance, about a few miles from the pools of crude oil, I saw a chain of oil wells that were raging with fire. The wells huge mushroom shaped blaze raising a cloud of thick black acrid smoke that slowly rose riding the air currents towards the darkened sky and when the air currents decreased in its momentum. The well's volatile smoke stood ominously still in the air, forming a dark canopy that stretched out all around and way beyond the horizons as it blocked out the Sun.

It was as a result of this Sun block, that the land became dark and cold as the Earth experienced a technological fallout winter that portended the doom. I flew through the thick choking smoke with a sinking miserable feeling and a heavy heart. I looked out at the ocean and amongst the dead floating fish and other sea life, all I could see was an ocean of junk floating computers, plastic objects of all varieties, shapes, colours and the coloured luminous chemicals that wouldn't mix with the water.

This vast quantity of junk restricted the free flow of the sea waves. The beach was no different to a regular city landfill site, as it was strewn with plastic bottles, old rubber, plastic tyres and every other form of manmade garbage that you can think off. This rubbish was the useless icons that epitomized our so-called modern world and its easy disposable style of living with nothing but carefully branded junk disguised as innovative state of the art this or that!

**

I passed by what used to be a forest and now all I could see was thousands of acres of scorched Earth and the naked skeletons of burnt out trees. The soil in many places had changed colour and transformed itself in many places for miles around into a purple sludge. This was the residue of spent rocket fuel. I looked at the great lakes and rivers that had become stagnant cesspools of bubbling poison! I observed this shameful destruction of Earth's surface by the Luciferians with a heavy heart. I was thinking to myself... it is as they intended according to their evil destructive secret agenda, they had succeeded in making us scorch our pristine Earth for them in their secret war with our Creator by attacking our land, sea, air and spirit!

It was with great dismay, I thought to myself, look what the Illuminati have done to the land, the air and the sea!

Then up way ahead, I saw the skeletal remains of New York City that looked almost monochrome because of the soot residue of the smoke infused city when viewed in the absence of the Sunlight. This scene was an abomination. If it were within my power, I would have torn this revolting vision from my sight! I slowly floated down to terra firma and like so many of the other skeletal remains of the other carcasses of what used to be a city, was now a pile of total toxic junk reduced to its intrinsic value which is nothing. It bled the fake blood of technology as it oozed out grease, oil from its various unsustainable construction methods and techniques of toxic poison of every kind spewing into the fatigued looking environment

I had come through London, Johannesburg, Buenos Aires and it is all the same, there is no life but just skeletal remains of cities and what used to be towns and suburbs, which had now become abandoned, no more no less, these were towns, cities and places of the dead! Not a single human skeleton in sight, not even a single bone was to be seen!

Why was this so I asked myself this obvious question? I knew the answer to this question that I had posed to myself, it was their secret agenda and their machines, the machines firstly being introduced to us as our helper that made our lives more easy by saving us much time and wasted effort, these machines were made in the form of fridge's, washing machines and automobiles.

In the beginning of this Illuminati charade, much of the designs of the old machines incorporated images of natures like branches of tress, plants and flowers that is to say that the machines were first dressed in pleasing designs that duplicated nature.

This was cleverly done so that humankind being a creature of habit. As a creature of habit, they would take to the natural design aspect of these machines, that is to say that the machines would not appear to look alien and out of place to us. Then as time wore on the manufacture and construction of the machines as planned were carefully moved to a design and new phase.

The models of machines and appliances took on a so-called futuristic look. It was the look, feel and the functions of machines. Machines like the microwaves and personal computers that took us to a new functional level. It was once they knew that they had us hooked into the machine that the game of cat and mouse began. Over a period of time the Luciferians slowly but surely sucked as into the evil cesspool of machines and turned us into addicts of its functions.

It was to be over time that they dragged us slowly into the vortex of their Luciferic madness by luring us into the use of other devices that slowly, slowly but surely like catching a monkey increased our love and addiction to these machines.

It were these machines that evolved by stealth into wireless cell phones, remote controlled toy hobby planes that morphed into drones that suddenly evolved to become flying remote controlled assassins! The helpful apps and little adorable robots programmed with cute actions, movements. Meanwhile in the background without us noticing the little adorable robots slowly grew to become not so little adorable, until one day almost out of the big blue came the menacing giant killer robots...

and more specifically, it was the giant robots.

These walking talking artificially functioning machines that we built in pristine factories with an army of well paid whitecoats each nurturing exotic sounding titles like information technology specialist, chief systems analyst, software engineer!

As the whitecoated, owners of these designations massaged their bloated ego that was made whole by these titles no different from the likes of Henry Ford and William Boeing.

It was these two men who created the first robots in the form of mass produced cars and planes that that used oil for propulsion and the human being as its intelligence for its mobility in order to spread the fiction across the worlds, that is to say man became a creature of transhumaism a long, long time ago!

It is just the machines that are being continuously being made to evolve into fearful beasts by the whites coates whose naked hatred for all of humankind will one day make this fact very clear for all to see. Thus, this act of very cheap production of automobiles and planes or mechanical robots was seen by the secret societies as both Mr Ford and Mr Boeing as having conquered nature by conquering man and thus they had become gods! It is under this scenario that they had become the anointed sons of Lucifer.

It is no different that many of these other useful idiot whitecoates that have helped to create the latter day robotic monsters who were also inflicted with the same illusions of grandeur and god syndrome as Mr Ford and Mr Boeing who falsely believed that they too had conquered nature and were now gods! The question is who now stands as the modern day Mr Ford or Boeing. Steven Jobs for perhaps? Who is it today that has been made god in order to advance the religion of technology? Is it the likes of Elon Musk, Zuckerberg and Googles Shultz...?

If this is true as I do believe that it is, then, you see nothing changes. Just remember that it is the same old narrative and agenda which never changes but only the actors loyal to Lucifer change!

As much as we may see great changes in many things, in a manner of speaking, everything remains the same, except for the old technology that is tweaked and sold as a new! This is done by the long line of conjurers from that Illuminati inspired tribe. Hint magicians! This tribe carries with it the covenant of death that is the art of setting trends, fashion and creating false hollow lifestyle trends, technology and "Artificial Intelligence" that was disguised as a gift to humankind!

And then one day In a final act of cannibalism the robots did what they were programmed to do in a mistimed malfunctioned night of the long knives by eating us all up.

I felt reviled by what I saw, secret society members aside! I felt betrayed by the fact that none of the other non-Luciferic affiliated whitecoats who claimed such advanced intellect and acute understanding of all things systematic, could not see their dangerous mandate let alone the evolution of their creations and the numbing outcome of their actions, as I am experiencing here today!

I stood on what used to be Seventh Avenue and looked at the row of the so-called skyscrapers that had likely been affected by some force of nature, which caused it to slam against one another. The force and sheer weight of the building seemed to have caused a domino effect, as I saw a whole string of skyscrapers lain on its sides, twisted distorted structures, shattered glass, and broken overall. I looked down on the fractured streets whose tarmac had opened up like a wound and underneath in the drain and sewer systems of old, all I could see was the liquid poison that caused through the veins of the beast of the civilisation of old, stagnantly bubbling in a mix of a multitude of deathly rainbow like colours.

I slowly made my way weaving amongst the debris of abandoned cars, trucks, bikes and mass transit vehicles slowly oozing their last remnant of motor oil that slowly snaked away from its source. There were many of the electrical innards of these vehicles lay strewn all over the place, scattered in a random forlorn fashion, its multitude of coloured wiring slowly discolouring and decaying. The silence in this giant tomb was broken although momentarily by a sudden guest of wind.

The wind carried with it the human filth of unmitigated forms of what used to be to considered items of disposable convenience like old branded shaving cream containers and branded soda pop cans that now blew across the lands revealing itself to be intrinsically what it always was, just bits and pieces of junk and litter. There was junk and litter everywhere that I cared to look.

I slowly walked into what used to be the old Gothic style Chrysler building and its art décor interior was nothing but a hall of gloom and doom as I saw the row and rows of plastic encased computers that sat on the counters whose synthetic glass touch screens had gone dark. There was paint peeling off the venetian plastered walls as stagnant water and sewer had formed a low-level pool of stench on the floor. The discoloured water of this pool was infused with shards of dirty rust tinged glass pieces of random shapes and sizes. The concrete floor itself was showing signs of cracking almost like some giant eggshell. I took a look at the tall ceiling overhead that had burst open like some sort of overspend fruit, revealing its skeletal remains of rusting iron struts, purloins and guiders, some of which had come undone and hung out like some frozen high-wire acrobats in a mad circus of doom that was lost in time. There was a mysterious smell that spoke of shock and disbelief that hung stubbornly in the thick air all around.

Suddenly I heard the unmistakable gush of a high-powered wind as I turned my focus to its activities on the streets outside, I observed the powerful velocity of the wind build up through the dirty plate glass entrance of the building as I observed her carry all sorts of objects in a dark haze of dust.

The winds mournfully howled portending the spirits of doom and gloom that rode across the darkened skies. The wind channelled in-between the streets that was lined by skeletons of some of the buildings that once used to be the streets of Broadway in Manhattan. The force of the winds increased to that of a hurricane. My blood became chilled as I distinctly heard infused within the wind the terrifying screams and mournful cries of what sounded like the haunting chorus of millions of men, women and children being killed and slaughtered! The winds carried away the deathly sounds as if it were a passing parade of sound! The haunting sound grasped at the momentum of the winds as if they were seeking refuge from the masticating jaws of the attacking evil.

I sensed that the ferocity in which the wind blew seemed to register the great injustice that had been carried out by evil means and I have no doubts that a high price would be extracted from the perpetrators.

The ferocity of the winds suddenly subsided leaving in its wake, a gentle breeze that rolled on following it as if it were a child following the mother... and the tail end breeze dragged along a few more noisy foreign brands of metal cans on the ground... and then... there was nothing but silence in the air!

I hung my heavy head in great sorrow and shame. I felt so inadequate and ashamed of myself when I saw the consequences of what I had done and more importantly, what we had done!

I always thought that someone else would do something to stem the evil tide that plagued our world, but never did I think for a moment that, that someone was I!

I wasted my days caught up in frivolities of fine dining, fashion, fast cars, beer and circuses disguised as sport and other forms of entertainment. I asked myself the question where are the fast cars, fine dining, beer, circuses and fashion now. I stood there all-forlorn dressed in rags in a physical structure of skin and bone! And more than anything else where are my family and friends? What has become of them? As I answered my own question...it was the robots that had made a meal of them! It was the walking; talking intelligent robots that ate them all up, as one would say eat up a McDonald's sandwich!

And all the while, I allowed myself to be made distracted to the one and only real issue! I refused to address it by killing it in my mind as I ought to have done. I failed to act. I failed to take quick action even in its late stages. I hung my head in great despair as I walked back out and slowly made my way down to the harbour, which told a story that was no different.

The ships like the cars, trucks, mass transit systems and iron girders that I had seen earlier stood abandoned and rusting in the city centre. I turned my gaze and looked at the statue of liberty that stood lopsided very much the way of the leaning tower of Pizza used to be, but now that tower too had become undone and destroyed as I had passed by that tower also in my journey here.

I took a few steps towards the bits at the edge of the docks and sat down on one of them. I had seen enough. I was drowning in sorrow. I held up my tired head with my hands as I thought and searched my mind for answers.

The only conclusion that I could come to was that we were given paradise and we had become mislead. At first, we did not understand what we were given. Secondly, we did not appreciate what we had. Our paradise was not only taken away from us by barbarians who had made sure by their insidious spite and great evil jealousy they had caused for us by slow careful steps over years that became decades that turned into centuries. The Illuminati like a thief employing the greatest of stealth they had led us here, they were not smarter than we were but they stuck to their hidden agenda whilst we drowned ourselves in their wine our woman many of whom they turned into shiksas and song!

This my dear brothers and sisters was the only greatest reason for the existence of secret societies in the world now after viewing the results here it has become as clear as daylight of the evil agenda and capabilities of secret societies whilst we played with their toys and apps like the little children that we were!

Keeping ourselves busy and amusing our wrongly trained deceptively unfocussed minds with computer generated images and artificial sound whilst we wilfully plugged ourselves into the Matrix of Illusion, all the while like a donkey being led by the carrot to this... to this end of the world as we knew it to be!

Now we have been brought down to this, to come face to face with our executioners, to this, the point of no return. And all the while, we gladly failed to unplug ourselves from the Matrix of Illusion.

This was an insidious point, of where we committed our own genocide and with it, we killed our own children and their children's children and the world and all the animals in it! In the quest for our ignorant vanity, we openly embraced our nemesis with pride. It was our enemy that was disguised as the future and its technology, it was we and it was we who remained ignorant and ignored all the warnings as we plugged ourselves into a multitude of apps that actually was an extension of the Matrix of Illusion that many of us proudly hailed as the future that we never understood! The vast majority of us never did understand the evil cause and effects of technology but many of us just pretended to understand it in order not to look stupid.

They, the Luciferic mystery schools had achieved their aim and their great goal that was planned a thousand of years ago in the mists of time. They carried it forth like an eternal flame through the secret societies. They had achieved the resurrection of their evil city of Babylon and the tower of Babel was the technological and information age that nicely encapsulated all of their other ages. If you thought that Babylon was to be a city of fine high-rise glass clad skyscrapers, fancy restaurants, exotic cars for the taking and luxurious homes then you my dear friend you have been mislead. Babylon was always planned to be this world of pain suffering and destruction of nature for Babylon now has been built exactly as they always planned it to be... as an invisible city of dark energy filled with captive human souls residing in the clouds whilst Earth was on fire!

Dear reader think Kosovo, Palestine, Kashmir Ukraine, Syria, Iraq, Somalia and the rest of the burning world to numerous to list here as their ring of fiery war did its rounds!

Their game plan was not a complex one at all. It was us that was so foolish that we religiously believed in "it" "it" was the Luciferic Matrix of Illusion and the fiction of the "word" amongst so many of the words standout the few words of "ignorance" "greed" "avarice" "ego" "progress" "job creation" and "technology" The big question was where were we from and where were we going to?

In our Great Journey to the wells of great enlightenment, we had been made to stray.

Lucifer like a highwayman had robbed us of our divinity indiscriminately like a virgin that is violently violated.

And now like many a highwayman, Lucifer has made humankind fall on his blade.

It was a simple question that no one bothered to answer! Man has always been quite happy to accept the "we" aspect "we" were supposed to be in a state of progress! But the thing is... "where were we supposed to be progressing to and for whose purpose?"

There was no one on Earth that could honestly answer that question! And like the sheep that we are, we continued stumbling on going with the flow, whilst reciting in our hypnotized minds "progress...ego... progress..."

It was only until they created the jobs that we thought that we wanted! We believed in corporation's employment numbers that we thought we needed to survive! They gave us the technology that we believed that we craved! We were spurred on by the magic money that we thought that we desired in order to live within the fiction! The fiction was the stick and money rhe carrot that that slowly led us to our demise.

We did not care because we drank the cool aid because many chose the high life of high college loans, mortgage bonds and auto loans on overpriced crap so we acted with misplaced pride and ego as we built the robots that would kill our children anyway!

Daily some of us went home to our sheltered families in our equally sheltered homes in an affluent area surrounded by a sea of poverty. It was our home's that may have given us a sense of warmth filled with a false sense of security as we swelled with pride and joy. Some of us told our wives and kids of the marvellous technology that we were helping to create because we silently worshiped the android technology and praised the block chain techno that we really did not fully understand.

We talked about the miracle of technology by throwing in every now and again technical jargon that we never really understood because it just made us look smart by those around us.

Some of us silently hoped and prayed within ourselves that our kids will grow up one day to be just like dad and also help build the gods of technology that dad for all of his noble intentions did not truly and fully understand the "why or what" he was helping to build...

The futures proves that dad was a useful idiot, intoxicated, by the propaganda and lies that the Matrix of Illusion whispered to dad, assuring dad with promises and lies that he was building a new savoir for humankind, alas! Dad was building a new version of an army of Frankenstein's that one day would eventually eat us all and bring us to this wastelands...and to those wise dads that caught on to the Master Game plan, a huge pay check and the decoration of a prestigious job title was a great anchor for these cowards.

As for the others of the few brave dads who saw the big picture and refused to sell their souls at any price... well it is the same ole song. These hero dads were rounded up and suicided by the Illuminati corporation's death squads

It was our gift of paradise that would become lost as we danced unchecked to the evil tune of the Matrix of Illusion allowing for their "Bubble of Deception" that they formed in our Artificial Worlds to burst, as all bubbles eventually burst... and with it... it broke our Artificial Bubble World!

-The End-

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We are now at the beginning of the end of the world as we know it to be but despair not for when there is life there is still hope, so think hard use your energy smartly, spend less, live a minimalistic lifestyle, tread carefully, accumulate natural knowledge as your wealth and use your time wisely. Always strive to be your very own role model by using nature as your guide!

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