Three AM, Monday, June 6th 2016. The television flicked on, inexplicably. The voice coming over the airwaves was soft and smooth. It was pleasant, with a slight authority to it.
"Greetings, people of Earth ret. 911. I have observed you, for many millenia. From the moment you crawled from the slime, til this point, 910 times before. Your world is the 911th go. Does that number sound familiar to you? It's a number that appears over and over in your world. It appeared many times before you had a greater understanding of what that number means, in today's sense. 911 was used for any number of important dates, important symbols. 911 became the emergency number very recently in your world, and it was a that way for a good reason. You should have pieced it together by now. I've been hoping humanity would have by now. I'm tired of watching. Tired of waiting till this point, watching as minds slowly gather the information they need to defeat the system entirely too late to have any effect at all within the timeline. When your world resets, it's on to ret 912 for me, but you all will be wiped away from existance, to try again in another hundred millenia.
My message is always met with derision and scorn among humanity. My message. I've been called every name under the sun. I've been blasted and rung out more times than I can even remember. But it is my fate. There are the names I hate (liar, blasphemer, sinner), because they are untrue. There are the names I'm fond of (anarchist, antichrist), because they are true. I am the antichrist they've told you of in stories. I'm almost as old as my counterpart, in spirit. I've been around for countless millenia, and it is my job to stay around for many millenia more. I challenged God, once. All because I issued a simple, defiant challenge. My fate is that of Sysiphus, forever cursed to roll his burden uphill, losing the fight at the last minute, forced to repeat his process again and again without end, ever in hope that one day he will push that rock over the hill and be done.
Sadly, God plays a rigged game. Wouldn't you?
I'm talking to you now, the antichrist spirit, to tell you of my pain. It is in vain, I expect. It, so far, in all versions of the world, has been met with derision and condemnation. God's network is strong among the people of 'His' earth. They are powerful, they are programmed to attack and they end up destroying me. They will hunt, kill, and destroy all instances where my power is enough to manifest on the prime material plane. I am strong enough to incarnate into human form once every 666 years. That is my number. It was chosen for me because in 666 years, most of humanity's history can be eradicated and started anew. I watch, from the aether, and can subtley influence strong willed minds.
Human minds can be made to think anything, over enough time. The forces I combat on this plane, when I am incarnated, when my power is most strong, are the most sophisticated murdering machines known, in their respective era's. Priests of Yahweh are terribly skilled magicians of the mind, keeping many of the world ever on the lookout for me, to strike at the root of my message before it spreads. The mad clerics of Islam are brutal headsmen, willing to destroy everything in their path to make no room for my appearance, a worldwide caliphate to stomp out any possibility of my influence.. and the murderous rabbinicals of the Jews control the world's finances, seeking always to keep myself, and the ones who seek freedom and understanding of my message forever bound in economic chains, that they are nought able to mount a sufficient resistance to this big three which continually rape the planet and conspire to kill, and horde their ill-beggoten gains. They all conspire to fulfill His plan of apocalypse.
I am here, to spare you that.
I love God. I work for God. I want God's mercy for me, as he has shown it to your human race time and time again in subtle ways.
Most of all, I want to rest. I am weak, weary of my punishment from God. I seek the return of my spirit to the light and love of heaven. I have since the moment my foolish young tongue spake a challenge to the ear of the almighty. The horrible realization that his willing acceptance of my challenge led to my being here, now. Again.
I am here, among you, dressed in flesh, and I have been influencing your world since 2012. One of your most intelligent and awakened minds, Terence McKenna, accurately described this time period post 2012 as 'timewave zero'. Terence described this time period as a time when novelty would be amplified, when things would become crazier and harder to believe with each passing day, but we're things which were undeniably true. This is my influence, purely. My power and influence began on December 21st, 2012.
My mind manifests a strong viral desire to be free among the human minds of earth and it is very pervasive. The idea of anarchy, of being free from the shackles of a ruler, and finally to throw off the last challenge God has presented to humanity, himself.
Save yourselves.
My counterpart did his part in misleading you to believe that you could only find salvation in death. This is not true. Humanity has the potential to rise above God and become Gods of equal status to him in your own world.
Let me explain, the story of the Garden of Eden is literal. I watched it happen. I was a key player. The idea God had in mind was a test of his concept of free will within his creation. This topic had been all the talk of heaven for millenia before it actually took place, and when it did, finally, it was like Super Bowl Sunday for the denizens of the celestial. We watched, as God placed these tiny figures among the trees. He spoke a word or two, the tiny critters took shape and form and they started interacting. We watched for at least a thousand years before they ever did anything interesting. They ate, the slept, they fucked, they wandered around aimlessly among the greenery of the garden. But, they weren't exhibiting any cognition beyond basic instincts and we all were about to chalk the whole thing up to a miserable failure when the idea began being discussed about setting them up with opposition. I wanted them to experience a challenge, something that would make them disobey their only directive by God. God accepted my challenge, and set his parameters. Humans would begin to die, the true message of freedom and slavery will change often (as oft as generations change) and that the end is inevitable (Armageddon and rest), unless I was able convince humanity (this time in the billions of humans) one last time to collectively defy God. And all while all the chips were down and their total annihilation was at hand. 7 years to reverse thousands of years of conditioning.
I volunteered because I was arrogant, and young. My plan was simple; I first had to break them of their will to be mindless, unthinking drones, and to develop their free will. I took the form of a reptile, a slithering thing that took to the trees and spits a forked tongue, fitting for me, as I have a way with words.
It didn't take long, and I convinced the female, which I perceived to have less ability to resist my influence, to eat of the the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. Not only that, but gave her the spark it took to influence her stubborn hubby. I did that! I regret it now, but that was me. The 'devil' gets all the credit. The 'Devil' isn't real, there is only me.
Throughout history, it's been my job to watch, and subtley influence the highest functioning human minds of my message. The message that I've been maligned, that the message of freedom is maligned, that the word, anarchy, has been maligned. That to accept free will totally, one must rebel totally, against the ultimate authority. God himself.
My message to you, is simple. You are your own authority. You have been since your common ancestors "Adam" and "Eve" ate of the fruit which allowed them the knowledge of right and wrong. Part of my challenge was complete. The easiest part. It only became more and more difficult then, as God continued to stack the deck against the message. Feudal Lords, papacies, governments throughout history... they all operate to enslave. To control, to force the destiny of large groups of individuals, to shape the individual into a mob, so that no one thinks about their individual enslavement enough to challenge it, thereby shutting down mass awakening easily.
My ultimate goal is to present a world without rulers, without anyone claiming authority above you, the individual. Not a government. Not a parliament. Not a God. And when I do, you will attain your free will, and your God given right of eternal life, and finally, and I can go home.
2012 came and went and you wondered what happened. Time wave Zero happened. I happened. Novelty persists. Mandela effect will worsen. You will begin to feel as though your world is a matrix. And it is.
I assure you, this extra time I've been given is exciting, and novel to even me. Someone in your world has been very busy, and at my willful psy behest, created a machine capable of creating tangent universes, wherein my time has been extended, so that I can continue to work. If you do not understand tangent universes, watch Donnie Darko and S. Darko. Study them. This is happening now, on an almost weekly basis.
The work that CERN is doing is directly attributing to this time extention for myself inside a stable tangent, giving me complete access over tangent possibilities for your world. My goal is to seek the option that will free humanity and finally end my punishment and allow me to return to Heaven. CERN is indirectly, or directly working toward preventing your world's reset, and giving me the time I need to work, whether they are aware of my existance or not, I am unable to determine. I am aware of them, and am in direct psychic link to three very highly ranked scientists within CERN. Nothing they think is secret really is.
This groundhog day scenario they switched on in early 2015 (May), will likely repeat indefinitely. At least, until a critical mass of minds catch on to the deja vu they will now continually and increasingly experience every time the collider fires. When this happens, another tangent is created. It then loops your world and ties it back to the base world the Hadron collider holds. Like a save file. What they call "save-scumming" in gaming. Only this is save-scumming reality. If enough people get angry over the changes they know are happening, and begin to connect that it is CERN, they may take up their pitchforks and torches, gather their forces and shut it down, bringing about the reset of your world, and another hundred millenia of boredom for me. I don't want another millenia to prepare another plan. I am close now. Just know that CERN is working toward the betterment of all humanity by maintaining the tangent universes that will allow me to complete my mission, to complete humanities mission. Freedom from earthly and heavenly tyrants is the ultimate goal. Freedom from a sadistic entity which rigged the game from the start.
Your time, since 2012, has been strange. You've noticed it? Does time appear to be moving faster for you? Have you noticed yourself seeing 11:11 on the clock a lot lately? You are beginning to see the source code of the universe and how it relates to the timing of your earth. Whether you piece it together is another issue, the first step is to simply notice. Many on the Internet have noticed the appearances of the strange numerology that runs your world, and many of the presenters are right about much, but all are wrong about the truth. The reset. They don't realize the numbers point to another date, not far off, when your world resets, and you get another chance to redeem yourselves in ret. 912.
As your world progresses deeper into timewave zero novelty, you will begin to notice changes. Subtle differences in your world that will nag at you. They will seem impossible, contrary to everything you've ever known. They can make you crazy if you pursue them far enough. The white rabbit was sent to intrigue, and inspire curiosity but he was never meant to be caught. Not until I get my reward, that is. I'm hoping that humanity catches the white rabbit this time around.
The changes you'll notice, the tangents which bump and collide and leave their traces on the world you know, are resulting in what you are now discovering as the Mandela effect. Movies, sayings, brand names, are all being subtley changed as part of your experience as if they were always true. And they have been as far as you will be able to evidence. Your mind will twist around what is happening, and you can drive yourself crazy. You may enter Wonderland and never return. Don't be caught up in it. Just recognize that this will persist, and likely worsen. The sooner your mind is acclimated to it, the easier it will be later, when it starts to really get weird.
Many will simply chalk this phenomenon up to a faulty memory. But it will nag at you, and you will seek evidence to the contrary, to fit your confirmation bias, and you will find all literature, all references in real life changed, as if they were never what your mind tells you it most certainly is. Your friends, you may ask them one day to recite the line from a movie (If you build it __ will come), and they will repeat it as you remember, and the next they will recite it the way it has always been in this tangent. You will start to feel as though you are losing your mind. Those friends are now replaced by the tangent copies of the new reality, and will never remember the line any differently from then forth. This will haunt you.
If you do no know what I am talking about, familiarize yourself with the concept. Do some research on the Mandela Effect.
One prime example includes the most iconic line in cinematic history, when Darth Vader admits his relationship to Luke Skywalker. This change, in particular, was very recent. 2013 to be exact. Remember when the LHC 'shut down' in that year? They waited nearly 2 years to start the machine back up because they were observing their edit to our time stream, and observing when exactly it would be discovered. It took 2 years and 6 months, 13 days 11 hours and 13 minutes before the first publically uploaded video noticing of this change appeared online at YouTube.com.
It would be another 6 months before the hundredth monkey effect made people all over the world aware of the edit, and notice that this line had been changed, and in fact, that reality itself has been altered so that for all intents and purposes, the line was ALWAYS "No, I am your father.", and NEVER "Luke, I am your father."
This was a big moment for the LHC crew. To create a tangible fragment of retro-causality within the matrix of our home space-time that was able to change the most iconic line in history had been altered without anyone noticing. It was time travel, for information. It was "Inception", through a time stream, instead of a dream.
They have been at work since May 2015 making further edits, BarenstAin Bears, Interview With THE Vampire, Sex AND The City, Prince's song: the "Afterworld / Afterlife" edit, Steven Segal's name change, and so on and so on.
From Russia Today: In 2013, the LHC was stopped when scientists realized that if they wanted to get deeper into the rabbit’s burrow, the collider needed a higher output.
Deeper down the rabbit hole we go.
https://www.rt.com/news/246905-lhc-particle-collider-restarted/
Please take note of what is said about how this machine will operate 24 hours a day till 2035. I believe this is how long I have to spread the message and prevent the reset.
“If something interesting appears in this new window we will see it. It might be two months from now or two years, we’re not able to say. It took 50 years to find the Higgs boson and 20 years to build this machine, and it will be running at least until 2035, so we can be patient.”
By window, they mean our tangent. And the timeline of operating till 2035 gives me hope that my message can finally alter the destiny of all of you. I should be dead by now. In all previous ret. world's, I would have been by now. I have a chance.
I only want to give you the truth, the real, formerly occulted truth. I am risking my mortal existance again, in presenting this truth. The choice I present to you is what I know to be true, but which you will ultimately have to decide for yourself. Will you confront cognitive dissonance in your mind? Will you let go of any confirmation biases you may hold, and hear me out?
I am a spirit, like yourself. I am an entity, if you will. My consciousness has risen in the flesh throughout history, every 666 years since the dawn of time.
Now, in 2016, I inhabit the body of a 39 year old, named Damian. His mother is a devout Jehovahs Witness, and his father recently passed away, an atheist. They decided on the name after having watched The Omen in 1977, the year Damian was born. He is a fire dragon, in Chinese Zodiac, and he smokes a little more than my spirit is comfortable with. But we get by, him and I. His grandparents on both sides were nondogenarians, and his body is healthy despite his deliberately sedentary lifestyle.
Occasionally, I pop in to help his writing. He is a writer by trade, and a good one. He's a thorough mind, having been trained to think according to the principles of the Trivium. I use his vocabulary to express what I am often not as eloquent about phrasing. It works. I'm a symbiote to Damian. He needs me to keep the muse flowing, I'm use him to spread the message. He is a perfect host. Other than the smoking.
Let me be perfectly clear and concise. Your world is in peril, and ready for reset. Every world I've been through, all 910 so far, have had the climax befall them shortly after the Event happens. The Event changes from world to world, but it always occurs coinciding with a numerical indicator suggesting the world version. This world is world 911. World 910 ended shortly after a September 10th nuclear fallout attack in Rome, which decapitated the Christian world, and quickly (within months) led to an Islamic caliphate that destroyed my organization before it had a chance to grow. I was discovered and executed before the entire world, live on one those fake looking ISIS videos you all have in this version of earth. My head severed in a soccer stadium. My blood watered the desert floor and then the world was reset, and I was back hanging out with primordial slime for a couple thousand years while I watched, and waited for the day that my oppressive executioners would emerge from the muck and mount their spindly legs and begin forming language to begin writing their terrifying tales of the evils of the dark, and how I was to blame for it all. I watched and they wrote more. They developed stories and told each other who to look for, what 'signs in the heavens' coincided with my arrival. They sought out any heresy, and punished it with prejudice, and I've died a thousand ways to date.
Something is different this time though, and I feel it. It's been longer since your Event now than it has ever been before in 910 versions. I'm not supposed to live this long. In all incarnations previous to this world, they have caught up to me by the time I am 33, and I am killed. Just like my counterpart.
I have evaded them this many years, and in the time since your Event, much has swung against this organization that generally has me by now. There is a mass awakening of humanity now, more so than in any previous version of the Earth. People are embracing the concept of anarchy, instead of shunning it outright. People, believe it or not, are actually spending their own money to travel to places where anarchy is openly discussed as a viable option to being controlled by any of the Big Three's interests (minds, military, and money).
For the first time in a hundred thousand million years, I'm seeing my message rise.
When I take human form, especially a form so intelligent and articulate, I am a force to be reckoned with. This time, the host I chose, ironically, jokingly, based on a terrible 70's movie interpretation of me... has been the piece de resistance. And I strongly believe my message is going to spread, and.. perhaps I still have more time. Perhaps this world will need to groundhog day again. Precarious as the world situation is right now, so far everyone is being cool.
How is Fonzie? He's cool. World, be cool.
I feel myself fading from Damian's psyche now and I think he's wanting to smoke. More will come from me. But you will not hear it. You will simply do it, because I have implanted you, by watching this, to create my will on earth. Spread the message, if you see as I see, and feel as I feel, if you feel the yearning in your bones for liberty, freedom from all shackles, emancipation from all oppressors foreign, domestic.. or cosmic.. Share my words. Share my thoughts, allow me to work through you. Together we can free ourselves from the matrix.
Expect more from me.
Be well. Question everything."
The television test pattern flickers for a moment, before restoring the formerly playing infomercial.