Demonic, alternate reality versions of Adam and Eve lay down, like giant, obscene pigs, rolling in their own festering filth pit, laden with a grotesque torrent of dead rotting bodies. They have filled themselves sick, with the flesh of the Earth, of her beasts, fowl, forests, and even her own children. This giant, white porcelain tub of filth sits upon an endless, flat bathroom tile landscape, whereupon sit the ruins all of the civilizations which will come before them. The byproduct of timeless purity, seen through the fun-house mirror we’ve come to know as time, now reduced to radioactive rubble. Saturn ascends high in the sky, still appearing as a dull, bluish star, with a red halo of light around its edges, the first stages of its ring which would subsequently follow. Saturn seems to emanate a sickly and surreal aura upon the very fabric of time, which now shimmers upon A cartoon like dystopian landscape.
A radiant Eve appears to lead her husband Adam through a surreal and unthinkable tropical labyrinth. All of the vegetation looks like it’s underwater, and loose leaves, flowers and fauna seems to float upward into the air, in some bizarre sort of vacuum, almost as if gravity itself were not as prevalent as it is today. Everything heavier is gently lifted up, off the ground, by this otherworldly antediluvian vacuum, emanating from the troposphere. The tree’s trunks are so enormous that they appear as giant towers of flowing wood that fade into the murky vegetation-filtered sunlight above. They’re now coming onto a deep and dark abyss, where unthinkable creatures exist, and a giant Ciakar fly’s out into the sky, from the murky depths of this dreamy labyrinth, to greet them.
Tracing humanities roots down through the Edenic celestial bloodlines, to there sexual mixing with the Cannanite bloodlines, and all the post-deluge chaos which has become it’s aftermath. This covers in great detail the spiritual as well as political side of this ancient blood conspiracy that we are merely witnessing the very tail end of. Of infiltrating elite Sethite Sun-gods, and their gradual subjugation of Nubian and Cannanite bloodlines.
I experienced an amanita muscaria high back in November, and I remember I could somehow sense Adam and Eve waving at me, they caught my attention somehow, through space and time, cause I knew that they inhabit the timeless realm and always have. I waved back to them, knowing to face south-east, cause that’s where Satan has resided now, for eons. I had to write on the wall to prove to them that I knew what they were doing, and why. It was a simple, mechanical procedure, relying soley on the mechanics of the physical realm, but I just knew that for some reason it needed to be performed in order to ensure the rest of humanity catches on to what I had already knew at that particular point in time…that there really was no time, and all that ever was and all that ever will be has already happened, is happening right now, everything has already played out. The Titans once knew this, but they fell down into denser reality anyway, for some inexplicable reason. I also sensed that there was something there, some important entity, ephemeral in that present space-time reality, but then I sensed it leave just as soon as it had come, as if it knew that I was not ready for the higher spiritual doorways at that time, as I had vomited two or three times due to my failure to fast before hand. I had learned after that trip to fast for at least two days, that way your body will be prepared to handle the drugs effects, and you can effectively enter the higher realms.