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🚨 WARNING: HUGE MARKET CRASH IS COMING TODAY... Tech just broke. Asia already fell. Asian stock markets lost over $1,200,000,000,000 in just one day: South Korea lost ₩800,000,000,000,000. Japan lost $170,000,000,000. Shanghai and Shenzhen lost $240,000,000,000. Hang Seng lost $130,000,000,000. Korean KOSPI crashed -9.99%, and trading was halted. The U.S market is going to be next. This didn't start in America. It never does. Asian markets moved first. They always do. The session closes before Wall Street opens. By the time US traders are reading the morning headlines the damage is already done on the other side of the world. Tech followed. The names everyone said were untouchable. The companies holding a third of the entire S&P 500 together. They started cracking quietly at first, then all at once. This is how it always begins. Not with a US headline, not with a Fed announcement, not with a single catalyst anyone can point to cleanly. It starts at the edges. Asia first, then European tech, then the US names that were supposed to be different. By the time it reaches American markets the move is already in motion. The question stops being if and starts being how far. Here's what the US market is actually sitting on right now. Eight stocks making up 35% of the index. All of them in tech. All of them already showing cracks. All of them priced for a world where nothing goes wrong. Something went wrong. When the leading indices in Asia sell off and global tech follows in the same session that's not noise. That's the leading indicator the US market has been ignoring for weeks. The rotation out of risk is already happening everywhere except Wall Street. That changes at open. Smart money doesn't wait for confirmation, they're already positioned. Retail will read about it tomorrow morning and wonder why nobody warned them. This is the warning. This sounds SCARY, but I will keep you updated on everything here When I rotate money, I will post my moves here so my FOLLOWERS can SAVE their money Follow me and turn NOTIFICATIONS ON, as I will share my strategy soon Many will regret not following me earlier...
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100,154 views • 1 year ago

Polymarket introduced fees 3% to crush automated trading. A week ago in a Discord with developers we spent an hour doing the math: is it even possible to squeeze $250 a day on 15-minute markets with the new fees? The consensus: margin is dead. One developer didn't let that stop him from quietly making $98K a week. He automated the full pipeline: data parsing, entry calculation, trade execution. While everyone was counting fees, he was collecting money. Second place on the Polymarket leaderboard. I stared at his chart and couldn't figure it out: either I'm missing something, or the entire Discord was wrong. I found him by accident. Scrolling through top wallets and stumbled on numbers that didn't compute. $313 to start. Now $912K. Two months. I recalculated three times: $12-24K per day, and these aren't peak days, this is every day. The profit curve looks like someone drew it with a ruler. Not a single serious drawdown. Not one. For three weeks I watched this wallet. Entry timing. Position sizes. Which markets. What time of day. Looking for what separates him from hundreds of other automated traders. Then I noticed a pattern that made me uncomfortable. There's a 30-second window. Thirty seconds where Polymarket and reality don't match. BTC moves on Binance. The price already changed. But Polymarket odds are still frozen. Old numbers. Outdated prices. The world already shifted, but the prediction market is still asleep. Imagine an auction. You're standing in the room and hear the hammer drop. The lot sold for $50,000. But the other bidders are sitting in the next room watching a delayed broadcast. For them the bidding is still going. They're still raising their paddles trying to outbid. You know the lot already sold. They don't. This wallet is the one standing in the room. Every 15 minutes. Entry while odds are frozen. Wait. Window closes. Pays 30 cents, takes a dollar. No manual intervention. The developer automated the entire process and now just watches. The system only enters after a confirmed impulse on Binance and Coinbase, when Polymarket hasn't caught up to reality yet. The mechanics are laughably simple: Calculates fair value based on the last 10 trades. Price above FV, accumulate YES. Below, accumulate NO. No magic. Just basic math that takes money from people trading on emotions. And here's what got me. When Polymarket introduced fees, everyone wrote: end of automation. Now it'll be a fair game. Know what actually happened? Small players died. The ones with thin margins. The ones who couldn't afford to pay fees on every trade. And this titan? He just knocked off competitors. Less competition in the queue, more liquidity for him. Fees? Just a cost of doing business. At $98K a week it's a rounding error. Polymarket thought they were crushing freeloaders. In reality they cleared the field for one predator. $889K profit. Largest single win $28K. 723 thousand profile views. Profit curve goes straight up without a single serious drop. A human without automation can't even come close to this result. We blink. Think. Hesitate. While your finger reaches for the mouse, his system already closed the position. A week ago I decided to test it. Not analyze. Not build theories. Just copy. He entered a position, I followed. BTC market, 15-minute window. Nothing complicated. I didn't even understand what was happening, just copied. Four hours later I closed. +$247. It didn't change my life. But it changed how I see money working on this market. I spent three years drawing lines in TradingView. Reading analysis. Watching streams. $247 in 4 hours copying someone else's trade blindly. Know what I felt? Not joy. Anger. At myself. For all those years trying to be smarter than the market instead of just standing behind someone who already is. Here he is: Most traders try to predict the future. This one just watches the present arrive 30 seconds early. Right now somewhere BTC is moving on Binance. Polymarket is still asleep. You have 30 seconds. Will you be the one selling to him at old prices? Or the one standing beside him?
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Polymarket introduced fees 3% to crush automated trading. A week ago in a Discord with developers we spent an hour doing the math: is it even possible to squeeze $250 a day on 15-minute markets with the new fees? The consensus: margin is dead. One developer didn't let that stop him from quietly making $98K a week. He automated the full pipeline: data parsing, entry calculation, trade execution. While everyone was counting fees, he was collecting money. Second place on the Polymarket leaderboard. I stared at his chart and couldn't figure it out: either I'm missing something, or the entire Discord was wrong. I found him by accident. Scrolling through top wallets and stumbled on numbers that didn't compute. $313 to start. Now $912K. Two months. I recalculated three times: $12-24K per day, and these aren't peak days, this is every day. The profit curve looks like someone drew it with a ruler. Not a single serious drawdown. Not one. For three weeks I watched this wallet. Entry timing. Position sizes. Which markets. What time of day. Looking for what separates him from hundreds of other automated traders. Then I noticed a pattern that made me uncomfortable. There's a 30-second window. Thirty seconds where Polymarket and reality don't match. BTC moves on Binance. The price already changed. But Polymarket odds are still frozen. Old numbers. Outdated prices. The world already shifted, but the prediction market is still asleep. Imagine an auction. You're standing in the room and hear the hammer drop. The lot sold for $50,000. But the other bidders are sitting in the next room watching a delayed broadcast. For them the bidding is still going. They're still raising their paddles trying to outbid. You know the lot already sold. They don't. This wallet is the one standing in the room. Every 15 minutes. Entry while odds are frozen. Wait. Window closes. Pays 30 cents, takes a dollar. No manual intervention. The developer automated the entire process and now just watches. The system only enters after a confirmed impulse on Binance and Coinbase, when Polymarket hasn't caught up to reality yet. The mechanics are laughably simple: Calculates fair value based on the last 10 trades. Price above FV, accumulate YES. Below, accumulate NO. No magic. Just basic math that takes money from people trading on emotions. And here's what got me. When Polymarket introduced fees, everyone wrote: end of automation. Now it'll be a fair game. Know what actually happened? Small players died. The ones with thin margins. The ones who couldn't afford to pay fees on every trade. And this titan? He just knocked off competitors. Less competition in the queue, more liquidity for him. Fees? Just a cost of doing business. At $98K a week it's a rounding error. Polymarket thought they were crushing freeloaders. In reality they cleared the field for one predator. $889K profit. Largest single win $28K. 723 thousand profile views. Profit curve goes straight up without a single serious drop. A human without automation can't even come close to this result. We blink. Think. Hesitate. While your finger reaches for the mouse, his system already closed the position. A week ago I decided to test it. Not analyze. Not build theories. Just copy. He entered a position, I followed. BTC market, 15-minute window. Nothing complicated. I didn't even understand what was happening, just copied. Four hours later I closed. +$247. It didn't change my life. But it changed how I see money working on this market. I spent three years drawing lines in TradingView. Reading analysis. Watching streams. $247 in 4 hours copying someone else's trade blindly. Know what I felt? Not joy. Anger. At myself. For all those years trying to be smarter than the market instead of just standing behind someone who already is. Here he is: Most traders try to predict the future. This one just watches the present arrive 30 seconds early. Right now somewhere BTC is moving on Binance. Polymarket is still asleep. You have 30 seconds. Will you be the one selling to him at old prices? Or the one standing beside him?

Blaze

94,122 views • 6 months ago

🚨12 HOUR NEWS RECAP 1.⁠ Trump is scheduled to make an “announcement” from the Oval Office today at 2 PM ET. The White House hasn’t released any details yet, but Oval Office addresses typically signal major developments worth watching. Speculation is swirling... which city is getting the National Guard treatment next? 2.⁠ President Xi and Putin met in Beijing, hailing their alliance as “unprecedented.” Putin praised their “strategic” bond, calling Xi a “dear friend” and declaring, “We were always together then, and we remain together now.” Xi returned the love, backing Putin with calls for a “more just global governance system” - code for a world less controlled by the West. 3.⁠ Trump fired back after a federal appeals court ruled his use of emergency powers to impose tariffs unconstitutional. He said if tariffs fall, a record $15 trillion in planned U.S. investment will be “immediately cancelled”, warning America would “become a Third World Nation.” 4.⁠ China’s throwing a massive military parade tomorrow - and they’re promising a death ray. A laser air defense system mounted on a truck is set to roll through Tiananmen Square, hyped as the “most powerful” on the planet. Putin, Kim Jong-Un, and Iran’s president will watch alongside Xi as the PLA shows off Mach 8 missiles, stealth drones, and enough sci-fi hardware to make DARPA sweat. 5.⁠ Shahed kamikaze drones slammed into Ukraine’s Kyiv region in an unusually bold daytime assault, with explosions reported in Irpin. Air raid alerts hit phones as parents were sending kids back to school - a not-so-subtle reminder that the war doesn’t pause for the academic calendar. 6.⁠ French hospitals have been told to prepare for a “major engagement” in Europe by March 2026, as fears of a full-scale war with Russia surge across NATO. Leaked documents reveal France is bracing for mass casualties - not just from its own forces, but wounded soldiers from across Europe. 7.⁠ South Korea now says 2,000 North Korean soldiers have died fighting for Russia - a brutal update from the original 600. Kim Jong Un sent over 10,000 troops to the front lines, and he’s not done: another 6,000 are on the way, including combat engineers already landing in Russia. 8.⁠ Trump is pressing drug companies to release full data on COVID vaccines saying the fight over their effectiveness has torn apart the CDC. He claimed Pfizer and others hold extraordinary results but refuse to share them with the public. 9.⁠ North Korea’s Supreme Leader, Kim Jong Un arrived in China aboard his armored train Taeyangho (“Sunshine”) ahead of tomorrow’s “Victory Day” parade marking 80 years since Japan’s WWII surrender. The fortress on rails carries 20 armored carriages with bulletproof windows, reinforced steel, and weapons from SAMs to anti-tank missiles. 10.⁠ Israel said a joint operation by the 99th Division and Shin Bet led to the deaths of dozens of Hamas fighters in northern and central Gaza. Among them was Talab Sadki Talab Abu Itaywi, a Nukhba unit commander involved in the October 7 attack on Israel.
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🚨12 HOUR NEWS RECAP 1.⁠ Trump is scheduled to make an “announcement” from the Oval Office today at 2 PM ET. The White House hasn’t released any details yet, but Oval Office addresses typically signal major developments worth watching. Speculation is swirling... which city is getting the National Guard treatment next? 2.⁠ President Xi and Putin met in Beijing, hailing their alliance as “unprecedented.” Putin praised their “strategic” bond, calling Xi a “dear friend” and declaring, “We were always together then, and we remain together now.” Xi returned the love, backing Putin with calls for a “more just global governance system” - code for a world less controlled by the West. 3.⁠ Trump fired back after a federal appeals court ruled his use of emergency powers to impose tariffs unconstitutional. He said if tariffs fall, a record $15 trillion in planned U.S. investment will be “immediately cancelled”, warning America would “become a Third World Nation.” 4.⁠ China’s throwing a massive military parade tomorrow - and they’re promising a death ray. A laser air defense system mounted on a truck is set to roll through Tiananmen Square, hyped as the “most powerful” on the planet. Putin, Kim Jong-Un, and Iran’s president will watch alongside Xi as the PLA shows off Mach 8 missiles, stealth drones, and enough sci-fi hardware to make DARPA sweat. 5.⁠ Shahed kamikaze drones slammed into Ukraine’s Kyiv region in an unusually bold daytime assault, with explosions reported in Irpin. Air raid alerts hit phones as parents were sending kids back to school - a not-so-subtle reminder that the war doesn’t pause for the academic calendar. 6.⁠ French hospitals have been told to prepare for a “major engagement” in Europe by March 2026, as fears of a full-scale war with Russia surge across NATO. Leaked documents reveal France is bracing for mass casualties - not just from its own forces, but wounded soldiers from across Europe. 7.⁠ South Korea now says 2,000 North Korean soldiers have died fighting for Russia - a brutal update from the original 600. Kim Jong Un sent over 10,000 troops to the front lines, and he’s not done: another 6,000 are on the way, including combat engineers already landing in Russia. 8.⁠ Trump is pressing drug companies to release full data on COVID vaccines saying the fight over their effectiveness has torn apart the CDC. He claimed Pfizer and others hold extraordinary results but refuse to share them with the public. 9.⁠ North Korea’s Supreme Leader, Kim Jong Un arrived in China aboard his armored train Taeyangho (“Sunshine”) ahead of tomorrow’s “Victory Day” parade marking 80 years since Japan’s WWII surrender. The fortress on rails carries 20 armored carriages with bulletproof windows, reinforced steel, and weapons from SAMs to anti-tank missiles. 10.⁠ Israel said a joint operation by the 99th Division and Shin Bet led to the deaths of dozens of Hamas fighters in northern and central Gaza. Among them was Talab Sadki Talab Abu Itaywi, a Nukhba unit commander involved in the October 7 attack on Israel.

Mario Nawfal

102,505 views • 11 months ago

llama.cpp isn't just for text LLMs anymore. Pure C++ zero shot voice cloning just officially landed in mainline. Text generation was only step one. If you’re building autonomous local AI agents, real time voice assistants, or edge workflows, instant low latency audio is the missing piece. Thanks to PR #26254, Alibaba’s state of the art Qwen3 TTS model family is now natively supported directly inside the llama.cpp repository under the multimodal (mtmd) framework. No Python bloat. No massive PyTorch CUDA overhead. Just raw, hyper optimized C++ running GGUF voice weights. Here is why this native update is a massive deal for the open source local AI stack: # Multimodal Architecture (.gguf + mmproj) Qwen3-TTS splits the workload between the base language model backbone and a multimodal projection adapter. llama.cpp handles this using the llama-tts binary, mapping the text model alongside its --mmproj projector to process audio tokens seamlessly. # Zero Shot Voice Cloning in Seconds You don't need fine tuning or massive dataset training. Feed the C++ engine a single 5 to 10 second .wav audio sample using the --tts-speaker-file flag, and it accurately clones the exact timbre, tone, and accent on the fly. # Real World T4 GPU Benchmark & Resource FootprintRunning the 1.7B Base model in 8-bit quantization (Q8_0): - VRAM Footprint: ~7 GB peak VRAM during active zero-shot cloning. - Audio Quality: Studio grade, natural-sounding voice output in seconds. • - Execution: Direct execution via native compiled binaries or sub process calls. # Coming Next to llama-server (PR #26603) Beyond CLI execution, a native POST /tts HTTP endpoint is currently being added to llama-server, which will soon allow you to trigger voice generation directly via standard REST API requests! # quick note on Colab compilation: Because this code was merged into mainline very recently, pre-built third-party binaries haven't fully caught up yet. Compiling llama-tts directly from source on Google Colab's free CPU instance can take about 1 hour (or ~1-2 minutes if targeting single GPU arch like -DCMAKE_CUDA_ARCHITECTURES=75). Be patient during the build step, or compile it locally on your own rig for instant execution! To test this out yourself, I built a zero config Google Colab notebook that compiles llama.cpp, downloads the Q8_0 GGUF files from HuggingFace, and spins up an interactive Gradio Studio UI so you can record/upload 3 second clips and clone voices in real time. Stop sleeping on native C++ audio. The era of bulky Python audio pipelines is officially over. Links to the free Google Colab notebook and the official ggml org GGUF HuggingFace model repository are in the replies below! available in q4 and q8 both variants, 1 GB and 1.85 GBs respectively (requires additional ~500MB mmproj gguf) Are you building local voice agents yet? What does your current audio stack look like? Drop your setups below!
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llama.cpp isn't just for text LLMs anymore. Pure C++ zero shot voice cloning just officially landed in mainline. Text generation was only step one. If you’re building autonomous local AI agents, real time voice assistants, or edge workflows, instant low latency audio is the missing piece. Thanks to PR #26254, Alibaba’s state of the art Qwen3 TTS model family is now natively supported directly inside the llama.cpp repository under the multimodal (mtmd) framework. No Python bloat. No massive PyTorch CUDA overhead. Just raw, hyper optimized C++ running GGUF voice weights. Here is why this native update is a massive deal for the open source local AI stack: # Multimodal Architecture (.gguf + mmproj) Qwen3-TTS splits the workload between the base language model backbone and a multimodal projection adapter. llama.cpp handles this using the llama-tts binary, mapping the text model alongside its --mmproj projector to process audio tokens seamlessly. # Zero Shot Voice Cloning in Seconds You don't need fine tuning or massive dataset training. Feed the C++ engine a single 5 to 10 second .wav audio sample using the --tts-speaker-file flag, and it accurately clones the exact timbre, tone, and accent on the fly. # Real World T4 GPU Benchmark & Resource FootprintRunning the 1.7B Base model in 8-bit quantization (Q8_0): - VRAM Footprint: ~7 GB peak VRAM during active zero-shot cloning. - Audio Quality: Studio grade, natural-sounding voice output in seconds. • - Execution: Direct execution via native compiled binaries or sub process calls. # Coming Next to llama-server (PR #26603) Beyond CLI execution, a native POST /tts HTTP endpoint is currently being added to llama-server, which will soon allow you to trigger voice generation directly via standard REST API requests! # quick note on Colab compilation: Because this code was merged into mainline very recently, pre-built third-party binaries haven't fully caught up yet. Compiling llama-tts directly from source on Google Colab's free CPU instance can take about 1 hour (or ~1-2 minutes if targeting single GPU arch like -DCMAKE_CUDA_ARCHITECTURES=75). Be patient during the build step, or compile it locally on your own rig for instant execution! To test this out yourself, I built a zero config Google Colab notebook that compiles llama.cpp, downloads the Q8_0 GGUF files from HuggingFace, and spins up an interactive Gradio Studio UI so you can record/upload 3 second clips and clone voices in real time. Stop sleeping on native C++ audio. The era of bulky Python audio pipelines is officially over. Links to the free Google Colab notebook and the official ggml org GGUF HuggingFace model repository are in the replies below! available in q4 and q8 both variants, 1 GB and 1.85 GBs respectively (requires additional ~500MB mmproj gguf) Are you building local voice agents yet? What does your current audio stack look like? Drop your setups below!

Alok

47,881 views • 12 days ago

🔊Church: SECOND MAJOR PROPHETIC SHIFT! On Dec 4, 2025, NSS 2025 declared that the U.S. will pull back from global enforcement and policing. Just days later, on Dec 10, Trump announced that the members of the Gaza “Board of Peace” will be revealed in early 2026. As America steps back, new leaders step forward to fill the vacuum—aligning with the rise of the ten kings / ten regions described in Daniel and Revelation, preparing the stage for the final world system!! WE ARE SEEING PROPHECY COME TO PASS! THE OLD WORLD ORDER IS OVER, AND THE NEW IS FORMING BEFORE OUR EYES! KEEP LOOKING UP—WE’RE A STEP AWAY FROM ETERNITY! JESUS IS COMING! 🗓️In my last post, I explained how National Security Strategy 2025 marks America’s strategic pullback from global enforcement — especially in the Middle East — and why that shift is prophetically significant. NOW LET’S TALK ABOUT WHAT WE ARE SEEING HAPPENING RIGHT NOW — AND WHO IS FILLING THE VACUUM 📰Reuters: “President Donald Trump announced that the members of the newly established Gaza Board of Peace will be named early next year.” He said that numerous global leaders — including kings, presidents, and prime ministers — have expressed interest in joining the board and called it “one of the most legendary boards ever.” 12/10/2025 ☮️President Trump has spoken about the idea of a “Board of Peace” — a small group of powerful leaders tasked with resolving global conflicts through negotiation and shared authority rather than endless wars. This is not a formal institution yet. There is no membership list, and no stated number. It has been described conceptually, not legally. 💡That distinction matters — because Daniel’s prophecy doesn’t wait for a perfect, fully formed system. It begins with the shifts, vacuums, and emerging powers—exactly what we are seeing TODAY. When a dominant superpower steps back, the world does not become leaderless —it shifts and power redistributes. 👑The ten kings of Daniel and Revelation 17:12–13 are part of this end-time system. We won’t suddenly see ten fully coordinated rulers governing a one-world system overnight. Rather, they begin to rise gradually filling the gaps. These transitional periods—shifts in global leadership, alliances forming, and old orders losing control—are the first dominoes tipping over, showing prophecy in motion. 📖“The ten horns are ten kings Who shall arise from this kingdom. And another shall rise after them; He shall be different from the first ones, And shall subdue three kings.” Daniel 📖“The ten horns which you saw are ten kings who have received no kingdom as yet, but they receive authority for one hour as kings with the beast. These are of one mind, and they will give their power and authority to the beast.” Rev -13 Biblically, this is exactly what Daniel saw. 📕Daniel 2 and Daniel 7 describe the final world system not as one unified empire, but as a divided structure — iron mixed with clay. Strong nations alongside weak ones. Cooperation without cohesion. Authority shared before it is centralized. 📕Revelation 17 calls this phase ten kings — leaders or regions who receive authority “for a short time” and rule together BEFORE the rise of the final ruler, THE ANTICHRIST! 💡The key point is this: The ten kings appear before the Antichrist is fully revealed. Daniel is explicit. 📖“The ten horns are ten kings who shall arise… and another shall arise after them.” (Daniel ) 💡We see that the Antichrist is not one of the original ten. He is an eleventh ruler who emerges from among them. 👉🏼Daniel 7:8 says this “little horn” comes up among the ten and three of the first horns are plucked out by the roots. Daniel later explains this plainly: “He shall subdue three kings.” This means the final system unfolds in stages: 👉🏼 First, ten kings arise with shared authority; their rule is brief and transitional. 👉🏼 Then, another ruler rises after them. The Antichrist does not appear out of nowhere—he emerges from among them, after they are already in place. 👉🏼 Then, power is consolidated, and the Antichrist’s authority becomes absolute as he removes three kings and takes full control. 📕Revelation 17 confirms the same sequence. The ten kings rule briefly with the beast. Then they give their power and authority to him. 📖"The ten horns which you saw are ten kings who have received no kingdom as yet, but they receive authority for one hour as kings with the beast. These are of one mind, and they will give their power and authority to the beast." Rev -13 ☮️The ‘Board of Peace’ is not significant because it is the final world system — it is significant because it is a warning sign: the global power vacuum is being filled, shared authority is rising, and the stage is being set for the Antichrist! ⚔️To the world, a peace council sounds perfectly reasonable — promising stability without war, diplomacy instead of dominance. But Scripture warns that this very figure will lead with deception and in direct opposition to God. 📖“When they say, ‘Peace and safety,’ then sudden destruction comes upon them.” 1 Thes 5:3 👉🏼Peace without Christ is always temporary — and deceptive. Most importantly, this has direct implications for Israel. Israel will not place its trust in a single nation, but in a multinational structure that promises security. The Antichrist will confirm a covenant with many. It will emerge from negotiation, guarantees, and international frameworks, deceiving Israel into agreeing to terms that grant the green light to rebuild the Third Temple — promises they have not yet fully achieved. So when you see: ✅America stepping back ✅Power reorganizing into regions ✅Leaders talking about peace councils ✅Authority being shared 🔊Understand this: These are not random political ideas!!! They are the conditions Scripture said would exist before the final ruler rises. The Board of Peace represents the stage and infrastructure Scripture says must exist before the Antichrist can rise!! 🔊Church: The world is being prepared for the Antichrist — a leader who will promise unity, peace, and safety, and demand allegiance! Jesus warned us about this moment!! STAY AWAKE! WE ARE ENTERING A SEASON WHERE THE TEN KINGS WILL BEGIN TO EMERGE ON THE GLOBAL STAGE! KEEP PRAYING FOR THE LOST, KEEP PREACHING THE GOSPEL, AND KEEP LOOKING UP — THE REAL KING IS COMING BEFORE THE ANTICHRIST IS REVEALED! Maranatha. Come, Lord Jesus, COME!! 🤍
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🔊Church: SECOND MAJOR PROPHETIC SHIFT! On Dec 4, 2025, NSS 2025 declared that the U.S. will pull back from global enforcement and policing. Just days later, on Dec 10, Trump announced that the members of the Gaza “Board of Peace” will be revealed in early 2026. As America steps back, new leaders step forward to fill the vacuum—aligning with the rise of the ten kings / ten regions described in Daniel and Revelation, preparing the stage for the final world system!! WE ARE SEEING PROPHECY COME TO PASS! THE OLD WORLD ORDER IS OVER, AND THE NEW IS FORMING BEFORE OUR EYES! KEEP LOOKING UP—WE’RE A STEP AWAY FROM ETERNITY! JESUS IS COMING! 🗓️In my last post, I explained how National Security Strategy 2025 marks America’s strategic pullback from global enforcement — especially in the Middle East — and why that shift is prophetically significant. NOW LET’S TALK ABOUT WHAT WE ARE SEEING HAPPENING RIGHT NOW — AND WHO IS FILLING THE VACUUM 📰Reuters: “President Donald Trump announced that the members of the newly established Gaza Board of Peace will be named early next year.” He said that numerous global leaders — including kings, presidents, and prime ministers — have expressed interest in joining the board and called it “one of the most legendary boards ever.” 12/10/2025 ☮️President Trump has spoken about the idea of a “Board of Peace” — a small group of powerful leaders tasked with resolving global conflicts through negotiation and shared authority rather than endless wars. This is not a formal institution yet. There is no membership list, and no stated number. It has been described conceptually, not legally. 💡That distinction matters — because Daniel’s prophecy doesn’t wait for a perfect, fully formed system. It begins with the shifts, vacuums, and emerging powers—exactly what we are seeing TODAY. When a dominant superpower steps back, the world does not become leaderless —it shifts and power redistributes. 👑The ten kings of Daniel and Revelation 17:12–13 are part of this end-time system. We won’t suddenly see ten fully coordinated rulers governing a one-world system overnight. Rather, they begin to rise gradually filling the gaps. These transitional periods—shifts in global leadership, alliances forming, and old orders losing control—are the first dominoes tipping over, showing prophecy in motion. 📖“The ten horns are ten kings Who shall arise from this kingdom. And another shall rise after them; He shall be different from the first ones, And shall subdue three kings.” Daniel 📖“The ten horns which you saw are ten kings who have received no kingdom as yet, but they receive authority for one hour as kings with the beast. These are of one mind, and they will give their power and authority to the beast.” Rev -13 Biblically, this is exactly what Daniel saw. 📕Daniel 2 and Daniel 7 describe the final world system not as one unified empire, but as a divided structure — iron mixed with clay. Strong nations alongside weak ones. Cooperation without cohesion. Authority shared before it is centralized. 📕Revelation 17 calls this phase ten kings — leaders or regions who receive authority “for a short time” and rule together BEFORE the rise of the final ruler, THE ANTICHRIST! 💡The key point is this: The ten kings appear before the Antichrist is fully revealed. Daniel is explicit. 📖“The ten horns are ten kings who shall arise… and another shall arise after them.” (Daniel ) 💡We see that the Antichrist is not one of the original ten. He is an eleventh ruler who emerges from among them. 👉🏼Daniel 7:8 says this “little horn” comes up among the ten and three of the first horns are plucked out by the roots. Daniel later explains this plainly: “He shall subdue three kings.” This means the final system unfolds in stages: 👉🏼 First, ten kings arise with shared authority; their rule is brief and transitional. 👉🏼 Then, another ruler rises after them. The Antichrist does not appear out of nowhere—he emerges from among them, after they are already in place. 👉🏼 Then, power is consolidated, and the Antichrist’s authority becomes absolute as he removes three kings and takes full control. 📕Revelation 17 confirms the same sequence. The ten kings rule briefly with the beast. Then they give their power and authority to him. 📖"The ten horns which you saw are ten kings who have received no kingdom as yet, but they receive authority for one hour as kings with the beast. These are of one mind, and they will give their power and authority to the beast." Rev -13 ☮️The ‘Board of Peace’ is not significant because it is the final world system — it is significant because it is a warning sign: the global power vacuum is being filled, shared authority is rising, and the stage is being set for the Antichrist! ⚔️To the world, a peace council sounds perfectly reasonable — promising stability without war, diplomacy instead of dominance. But Scripture warns that this very figure will lead with deception and in direct opposition to God. 📖“When they say, ‘Peace and safety,’ then sudden destruction comes upon them.” 1 Thes 5:3 👉🏼Peace without Christ is always temporary — and deceptive. Most importantly, this has direct implications for Israel. Israel will not place its trust in a single nation, but in a multinational structure that promises security. The Antichrist will confirm a covenant with many. It will emerge from negotiation, guarantees, and international frameworks, deceiving Israel into agreeing to terms that grant the green light to rebuild the Third Temple — promises they have not yet fully achieved. So when you see: ✅America stepping back ✅Power reorganizing into regions ✅Leaders talking about peace councils ✅Authority being shared 🔊Understand this: These are not random political ideas!!! They are the conditions Scripture said would exist before the final ruler rises. The Board of Peace represents the stage and infrastructure Scripture says must exist before the Antichrist can rise!! 🔊Church: The world is being prepared for the Antichrist — a leader who will promise unity, peace, and safety, and demand allegiance! Jesus warned us about this moment!! STAY AWAKE! WE ARE ENTERING A SEASON WHERE THE TEN KINGS WILL BEGIN TO EMERGE ON THE GLOBAL STAGE! KEEP PRAYING FOR THE LOST, KEEP PREACHING THE GOSPEL, AND KEEP LOOKING UP — THE REAL KING IS COMING BEFORE THE ANTICHRIST IS REVEALED! Maranatha. Come, Lord Jesus, COME!! 🤍

Maranatha777

67,745 views • 8 months ago

Wow. WOW. WOOOOOOOW. So um, that first Wildcard+Thousands stream was... *amazing* and also... a *lot* 😅 In the end, it was *exactly* what we were hoping for - a true stress test of ALL these systems coming together for the first time. We are SO grateful for the thousands of people who showed up today to play, attend, tune-in and help us PLAYTEST all this new stuff. We can't wait to see you all again at NEXT WEEK'S EX2 EVENT! So, now let's talk about how it went... Stuff that worked: - Our community SHOWED UP. Oh boy did you show up 😅. Our servers were straining under the load... which is good actually, in fact it's the whole point. Even more importantly, we have already received insanely valuable feedback, bug reports, stuff people loved/hated - and it's only been a few hours since the stream ended. I can't even explain to y'all how valuable this process is. Yes it's stressful, it reminds me of trying to keep Words With Friends online during that first insane year, but it's EXACTLY what we were hoping for (NEED) to turn this into the polished, top-notch game and streaming experience we are on a mission to deliver. I truly can't thank y'all enough, and hope to see you again when we run it all back again next week 🥹 - The stream itself stayed up and was mostly stable! Phew 😅. For context, ThousandsTV is not a twitch wrapper, it's a web3-native streaming tech stack built we built specifically to connect game, web/mobile, and blockchain together all at the same time. There are a LOT of moving pieces going on behind the scenes. - We brought viewers INTO THE GAME! Viewers showed up in the stands of the arena, with connected wallets/assets, triggered actions/rallies from chat, and were seen and heard during the whole stream. - The brand new 2v2 build of Wildcard was (mostly) stable and our players and viewers seemed to be having a blast down on the field and up in the stands. It was thrilling to watch Team Blue dominate, even though Team Red held their own in game 3! - Our production crew did an insanely good job running the stream, managing the players, shoutcasters, and talent, and producing a top-notch show. Of course we will work hard to make every stream better than the last, but I was super proud of how our team "rolled with the punches" during today's event. Stuff that didn't work (and/or needs to be dramatically improved): - Although it's fun to see chat going crazy, chat spam is actually something we are passionate to FIX. As you can see from the attached video, chat spam dominated today's stream and made it impossible for anyone to even see anyone else's messages. We have some GREAT ideas for how to fix this and actually turn chat spam into a FUN and exciting and not annoying thing - but those improvements didn't get shipped in time for this event. - Credits purchasing flow needs a LOT of work. As I'm sure y'all know, bringing money on chain is pretty complicated, and although we've been working hard to make this as seamless as possible, it still needs a TON of improvements. Many users who WANTED to spend money today weren't able to and/or ran into frustrating bugs in the credit purchase flow. Fixing this is obviously a top priority for our team. - Rallies need a LOT of work. Spectator-interactive features like rallies are at the heart of our vision for Wildcard. These "stream apps", as we call them, are the UNLOCK for how spectators, viewers and fans directly connect and interact with their favorite competitors, content creators, and communities. The current rally feature HINTS at this potential, but it needs to be WAY easier to understand, use, and have fun with. Improvements are ON THE WAY. - Referees were only partially working. Referees are a key innovation of the Thousands platform. They are AI-driven "personalities" (NPCs) that pay attention to everything that's happening in the arena, both on the field and especially in the stands (i.e. in chat, during rallies, etc.) The referees then make "calls" at the end of every match, rewarding users for their engagement and participation. Unfortunately, the referees weren't fully functional and seemed to drop the ball on recognizing everyone's contributions (especially people who showed up holding valuable assets such as Wildpasses in their wallets, and people who boosted those rallies with credits.) What's happening next: 1. We are combing through ALL the logs from the event right now, to make sure we don't miss a SINGLE action that our viewers and fans took during the event, including what they brought in their wallets (i.e. Wildpass holders!), any credits that were purchased, rallies that users engaged with, etc. This information is normally processed by our referees, who then determine dynamically how they're going to distribute $WC awards. We were originally hoping to complete this process and the subsequent airdrops within a few hours after the event, but given the amount of data, we need a bit more time to run these scripts (and airdrops) in batches instead of all at once, and make sure ALL of the data is being included. IMPORTANT: I will keep y'all updated in real-time here on twitter/X as this process is ongoing, and let you know the moment it's complete and all the awards have been distributed (i.e. when to go check your wallets 😎) 2. PLEASE keep sending us your feedback and bug reports. Open a ticket on our Discord and let us know what you loved, what you hated, and especially what we need to FIX. Given the overwhelming response to this event, it will likely take us several days to process everyone's feedback and fix all the bugs, but we WILL NOT REST until every ticket is closed/resolved. Thank you in advance for your patience. 3. We turn it up another notch next week. As our dear friends Wolves DAO just announced, the Wildcard Exhibition Event #2 is streaming LIVE from the WOLVES DEN AT GDC next Friday! If you missed out on all the action today, DON'T WORRY, because as I keep saying: we are just getting warmed up (and there is a LOT more b that needs to be distributed, get what I'm sayin??? 😎) Finally: Just wanted to say THANK YOU, again. Truly, from the bottom of my (our) hearts. Your excitement and enthusiasm for what we're building is why we do this. Even (especially, in fact) when you tell us all the things you want us to improve. We thrive off this feedback, it's how this game and this platform go from good to GREAT. I am so grateful for those of you who are taking this journey with us. SEE YA NEXT WEEK!!!
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Wow. WOW. WOOOOOOOW. So um, that first Wildcard+Thousands stream was... *amazing* and also... a *lot* 😅 In the end, it was *exactly* what we were hoping for - a true stress test of ALL these systems coming together for the first time. We are SO grateful for the thousands of people who showed up today to play, attend, tune-in and help us PLAYTEST all this new stuff. We can't wait to see you all again at NEXT WEEK'S EX2 EVENT! So, now let's talk about how it went... Stuff that worked: - Our community SHOWED UP. Oh boy did you show up 😅. Our servers were straining under the load... which is good actually, in fact it's the whole point. Even more importantly, we have already received insanely valuable feedback, bug reports, stuff people loved/hated - and it's only been a few hours since the stream ended. I can't even explain to y'all how valuable this process is. Yes it's stressful, it reminds me of trying to keep Words With Friends online during that first insane year, but it's EXACTLY what we were hoping for (NEED) to turn this into the polished, top-notch game and streaming experience we are on a mission to deliver. I truly can't thank y'all enough, and hope to see you again when we run it all back again next week 🥹 - The stream itself stayed up and was mostly stable! Phew 😅. For context, ThousandsTV is not a twitch wrapper, it's a web3-native streaming tech stack built we built specifically to connect game, web/mobile, and blockchain together all at the same time. There are a LOT of moving pieces going on behind the scenes. - We brought viewers INTO THE GAME! Viewers showed up in the stands of the arena, with connected wallets/assets, triggered actions/rallies from chat, and were seen and heard during the whole stream. - The brand new 2v2 build of Wildcard was (mostly) stable and our players and viewers seemed to be having a blast down on the field and up in the stands. It was thrilling to watch Team Blue dominate, even though Team Red held their own in game 3! - Our production crew did an insanely good job running the stream, managing the players, shoutcasters, and talent, and producing a top-notch show. Of course we will work hard to make every stream better than the last, but I was super proud of how our team "rolled with the punches" during today's event. Stuff that didn't work (and/or needs to be dramatically improved): - Although it's fun to see chat going crazy, chat spam is actually something we are passionate to FIX. As you can see from the attached video, chat spam dominated today's stream and made it impossible for anyone to even see anyone else's messages. We have some GREAT ideas for how to fix this and actually turn chat spam into a FUN and exciting and not annoying thing - but those improvements didn't get shipped in time for this event. - Credits purchasing flow needs a LOT of work. As I'm sure y'all know, bringing money on chain is pretty complicated, and although we've been working hard to make this as seamless as possible, it still needs a TON of improvements. Many users who WANTED to spend money today weren't able to and/or ran into frustrating bugs in the credit purchase flow. Fixing this is obviously a top priority for our team. - Rallies need a LOT of work. Spectator-interactive features like rallies are at the heart of our vision for Wildcard. These "stream apps", as we call them, are the UNLOCK for how spectators, viewers and fans directly connect and interact with their favorite competitors, content creators, and communities. The current rally feature HINTS at this potential, but it needs to be WAY easier to understand, use, and have fun with. Improvements are ON THE WAY. - Referees were only partially working. Referees are a key innovation of the Thousands platform. They are AI-driven "personalities" (NPCs) that pay attention to everything that's happening in the arena, both on the field and especially in the stands (i.e. in chat, during rallies, etc.) The referees then make "calls" at the end of every match, rewarding users for their engagement and participation. Unfortunately, the referees weren't fully functional and seemed to drop the ball on recognizing everyone's contributions (especially people who showed up holding valuable assets such as Wildpasses in their wallets, and people who boosted those rallies with credits.) What's happening next: 1. We are combing through ALL the logs from the event right now, to make sure we don't miss a SINGLE action that our viewers and fans took during the event, including what they brought in their wallets (i.e. Wildpass holders!), any credits that were purchased, rallies that users engaged with, etc. This information is normally processed by our referees, who then determine dynamically how they're going to distribute $WC awards. We were originally hoping to complete this process and the subsequent airdrops within a few hours after the event, but given the amount of data, we need a bit more time to run these scripts (and airdrops) in batches instead of all at once, and make sure ALL of the data is being included. IMPORTANT: I will keep y'all updated in real-time here on twitter/X as this process is ongoing, and let you know the moment it's complete and all the awards have been distributed (i.e. when to go check your wallets 😎) 2. PLEASE keep sending us your feedback and bug reports. Open a ticket on our Discord and let us know what you loved, what you hated, and especially what we need to FIX. Given the overwhelming response to this event, it will likely take us several days to process everyone's feedback and fix all the bugs, but we WILL NOT REST until every ticket is closed/resolved. Thank you in advance for your patience. 3. We turn it up another notch next week. As our dear friends Wolves DAO just announced, the Wildcard Exhibition Event #2 is streaming LIVE from the WOLVES DEN AT GDC next Friday! If you missed out on all the action today, DON'T WORRY, because as I keep saying: we are just getting warmed up (and there is a LOT more b that needs to be distributed, get what I'm sayin??? 😎) Finally: Just wanted to say THANK YOU, again. Truly, from the bottom of my (our) hearts. Your excitement and enthusiasm for what we're building is why we do this. Even (especially, in fact) when you tell us all the things you want us to improve. We thrive off this feedback, it's how this game and this platform go from good to GREAT. I am so grateful for those of you who are taking this journey with us. SEE YA NEXT WEEK!!!

WildPaul - BEAST MODE

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🔊 Church: The bow of Elam is being broken right now, leading the way to the next bow—the ANTICHRIST’S BOW—a bow with no arrows, A BOW OF FALSE PEACE!!! Iran’s defeat, as described in Jeremiah 49, isn’t just a single event—it sets off a chain reaction! WHAT IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW IS SETTING UP EZEKIEL 38 — THE PLAYERS ARE ALREADY ON THE STAGE!!! But between these two bows: THE RAPTURE OF THE CHURCH! KEEP LOOKING UP!!! What we are watching in the headlines right now is not just history being made — it is Bible prophecy developing itself in real time, in front of our eyes. FIRST — WHAT JUST HAPPENED IN THE LAST 6 DAYS 🔴On Purim 2026 — as the blood moon rose over the earth for the second consecutive year on the feast celebrating Israel’s deliverance from Persia — the United States and Israel were actively carrying out Operation "Roaring Lion" and Operation "Epic Fury" against Iran. Here is what has happened since Feb 28th: 👉🏼Israel used over 1,200 bombs and munitions, hitting nuclear facilities (Natanz, Fordow, Isfahan), missile sites, air defenses, military bases, and leadership compounds across Iran. 👉🏼Supreme Leader Ayatollah Ali Khamenei was killed in a direct strike on his Tehran compound, along with senior officials and commanders, triggering leadership chaos. 👉🏼Israel warned that any successor supreme leader would be an “unequivocal target.” Iran scrambled to select one via the Assembly of Experts, but a bombing strike disrupted the meetings and the process. 👉🏼The U.S. destroyed more than 20 Iranian ships, aiming to eliminate Iran’s navy entirely. 👉🏼Israel destroyed over 300 missile launchers, struck secret nuclear-related sites, and hit regime buildings, including the Expediency Discernment Council. 👉🏼 Defense Secretary Pete Hegseth declared that the U.S. is "accelerating, not decelerating," with more assets incoming and sustained operations. President Trump projected the war could last four to five weeks (or longer if needed), emphasizing decisive progress on weakening Iran’s nuclear, missile, and naval capabilities while the conflict continues with Iranian and Hezbollah retaliation. IS THE BOW BEING BROKEN? 📖"I will break the bow of Elam, the foremost of their might" Jer 49:35 ⛓️‍💥The strikes are specifically designed to degrade Iran's nuclear program, ballistic missile capabilities, and armed forces — the very elements that allow Iran to project military power. So, the bow is being broken not metaphorically, but literally at this moment. 📖"Against Elam I will bring the four winds from the four quarters of heaven" Jer 49:36 🧭The U.S.–Israeli campaign has struck Iran from all directions: north and northwest (Tabriz, Urmia, Sanandaj), east and southeast (Konarak, Chabahar), south and southwest (Bandar Abbas, Bushehr, Minab, Shiraz), and west (Kermanshah, Ilam, Khorramabad). Central hubs like Tehran, Isfahan (Natanz), Qom, and Karaj have faced the heaviest attacks, hitting targets across the country from border to border. 📖"I will cause Elam to be dismayed before their enemies" Jer 49:37 📺Israel hacked Iranian state broadcaster IRIB, and Netanyahu spoke directly to the Iranian people in Farsi, urging them to rise in the streets "in their millions," seize the moment to overthrow the regime, and establish a free Iran. Calls like "Help has arrived" and "Take your destiny into your own hands" strike at the heart of the regime’s power, exposing its vulnerability and undermining its control. The people are being called to rise from within and beyond Iran simultaneously, leaving the rulers dismayed, fearful, and powerless to stop the growing momentum against them. 📖"I will set My throne in Elam and will destroy from there the king and the princes" Jer 49:38 👑This is the most stunning fulfillment. Khamenei — the Supreme Leader, the king — was killed. Iran declared 40 days of mourning. Ali Shamkhani, former head of Iran's Supreme National Security Council, and several other senior Iranian officials were also killed. The king AND the princes. Both. Exactly as Jeremiah said. Haman 2.0 built its gallows. And it stood on them!! 🏹The bow is being broken during the red blood moon on Purim. The king is dead. The princes are dead. Iran’s nuclear advancement and ballistic missile capabilities have been severely diminished, and its proxy support networks are being weakened as we speak. 💡But here is what we need to understand right now: Jeremiah 49 is not the destination. It is the runway. The destination is Ezekiel 38. And the players are already moving into position. WHERE DOES PERSIA RE-ENTER PROPHECY AFTER JEREMIAH? Two books later, exactly here in Ezekiel 38. 📖 "PERSIA, Ethiopia, and Libya are with them." Ez 38:5 👉🏼Persia is explicitly named in Ezekiel 38's coalition. But here we know that Persia is not leading. Persia is following. The leader is Gog — Russia. A weakened and humiliated Iran will need a powerful sponsor to rebuild. That sponsor is already moving today, in the headlines. RUSSIA — GOG COALITION IS ASSEMBLING — IN THIS WEEK'S HEADLINES 📰Russia called for an immediate end to the war launched by the US and Israel on Iran. Russian Foreign Minister Sergei Lavrov personally engaged in diplomatic efforts, holding calls with regional mediators to discuss the war. 💡But here’s the reality: Russia is watching its most important Middle Eastern ally being severely weakened—and it cannot intervene because its military is overstretched in Ukraine. Russia is sidelined and powerless to act on Iran’s behalf, revealing the limits of its “great power” claims and the reliability of its alliances. Iran is not happy with Russia at all. But hey, this is not a Russia that forgets; it is a Russia that waits… and then acts. 👉🏼That is exactly what Ezekiel 38 describes. A Russia that moves decisively — not out of strength in this moment — but out of accumulated fury, strategic desperation, and a hook that God Himself puts in its jaw. 📖 "I will turn you around, put hooks into your jaws, and lead you out with all your army."* Ez 38:4 🪝The hook is being forged right now!! TURKEY — MESHECH AND TUBAL 👉🏼Ezekiel 38 names Meshech, Tubal, and Togarmah — ancient territories corresponding to modern Turkey. And right now Turkey is publicly aligning with Russia against Israel, positioning itself as the voice of the Muslim world, and growing in regional influence as Iran collapses. Turkey's Erdoğan condemned the conflict, saying Ankara was making intense diplomatic efforts to resolve it. The Ezekiel 38 coalition that comes to attack Israel is looming on the horizon! WHAT EZEKIEL 38 REQUIRES — AND HOW CLOSE WE ARE Ezekiel 38 has specific conditions that must exist before Gog moves, and only Jeremiah 49 makes them possible. Look at how rapidly they are forming: 1️⃣Israel dwelling in false peace 📖 "A peaceful people who dwell safely, all of them dwelling without walls, and having neither bars nor gates." Ez 38:11 ☝🏼For the first time in decades, this is becoming conceivable. With Iran and its proxy network weakened, the ring of fire surrounding Israel is breaking. A regional peace framework is assembling. With Iran neutralized, the Abraham Accords will expand, and the conditions for Israel's false peace are forming from the rubble of Iran's defeat. 2️⃣The hook in Russia's jaw Economically, Israel’s gas fields are a major prize. Strategically, Russia is being humbled and losing influence in the region. Ideologically, its alliance with the Muslim world against Israel is under strain. The “hook” is forming this week, creating the anger that could pull Russia into action against Israel. 🪝And here is what makes this week's events even more significant for understanding that hook. Right now Iran has closed the Strait of Hormuz. One fifth of the world's oil and a quarter of global LNG flows through that strait. Energy prices are spiking globally today. The world is getting a live preview of what Middle Eastern energy disruption looks like. As the Persian Gulf becomes increasingly unstable and unreliable — Israel's massive Mediterranean gas fields become the most strategically valuable alternative energy prize on earth. That is the economic hook in Russia's jaw. Russia will eventually come for Israel's wealth and resources. Ezekiel 38:12 told us exactly that 2,600 years ago. 3️⃣The coalition from the north 📖 "You will come from your place out of the far north, you and many peoples with you." Ez 38:15 ✌🏼Russia and Turkey are already aligned together in opposition to Israel in this conflict — even China if we could include it. The directional and relational skeleton of this coalition is visible right now in this week's news. THE PROPHETIC SEQUENCE — WHERE WE ARE AND WHERE WE ARE GOING Based on two strong reasons, I place Ezekiel 38 at the beginning of the Tribulation — not before, or in the middle or at the end. 1️⃣The 7 year weapon burning fits perfectly 📖"Those who dwell in the cities of Israel will go out and set on fire and burn the weapons… they will burn them for seven years." Ez 39:9 If Ezekiel 38 happens near the beginning of the Tribulation, the 7 year burn period ends right at the Second Coming. The math works perfectly. 2️⃣We know the Tribulation is the period of God’s direct judgment on the world. 👉🏼By that time, the Church is gone and the Holy Spirit’s restraining work through the Church has been removed. God begins dealing with the world directly, supernaturally, and undeniably, forcing every nation on earth to acknowledge that He alone is God. 👉🏼In Ezekiel 38, we see Russia’s coalition destroyed not by human armies, but by God Himself. No enemies intervene. No U.S. military. No Israeli air force. The Lord personally rains down fire and brimstone — a supernatural judgment with no possible human intervention or explanation. Jeremiah 49 = man as God's instrument Ezekiel 38 = God as His own instrument So based on this I will put Ezekiel 38 here: 🔗Rapture → White Horse/Antichrist → Covenant/False peace → Red Horse/Ezekiel 38 → God destroys Gog → Antichrist in temple → Great Tribulation → Second Coming BUT, WHEREVER YOU LAND ON THE TIMING — HERE IS WHAT IS UNDENIABLE ⏰RIGHT NOW: Jeremiah 49 The king and princes are already destroyed. The bow of Elam is being broken. Iran’s nuclear program is weakened, and its proxy networks will be dismantled. The dominant Middle Eastern threat to Israel is being removed, leaving the stage completely free and clear for peace and safety. 📖“For when they say, ‘Peace and safety!’ then sudden destruction comes upon them, as labor pains upon a pregnant woman. And they shall not escape” 1 Thes 5:3 What comes next on your own timeline: 1️⃣A window of peace for Israel emerging from the chaos 2️⃣Abraham Accords expansion and a false peace framework 3️⃣Russia rebuilding and repositioning with a reformed Iran/Persia 4️⃣The Rapture? It's imminent—it could happen at any moment, before the Antichrist is revealed and before the seven-year Tribulation begins! 📖 "Because you have kept My command to persevere, I also will keep you from the hour of trial which shall come upon the whole world." Rev 3:10 🔊CHURCH: Between Elam’s broken bow and the Antichrist’s peaceful bow, the Church — the Bride of Christ — is called home before the Tribulation begins!! Like Esther brought into the king’s palace before Haman’s judgment was executed. Like Noah, sealed in the ark before the flood. Like Lot, brought out of Sodom and Gomorrah!! Every player is moving into position! Israel’s peace window is opening. Russia and Turkey aligning and the hook is being forged!!! Every single piece Ezekiel described 2,600 years ago is in motion right now! We are on the runway!!! KEEP PRAYING, KEEP PREACHING THE GOSPEL!!! WE’RE SOON GOING HOME! Maranatha 🤍— Come Lord Jesus, Come!!!
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🔊 Church: The bow of Elam is being broken right now, leading the way to the next bow—the ANTICHRIST’S BOW—a bow with no arrows, A BOW OF FALSE PEACE!!! Iran’s defeat, as described in Jeremiah 49, isn’t just a single event—it sets off a chain reaction! WHAT IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW IS SETTING UP EZEKIEL 38 — THE PLAYERS ARE ALREADY ON THE STAGE!!! But between these two bows: THE RAPTURE OF THE CHURCH! KEEP LOOKING UP!!! What we are watching in the headlines right now is not just history being made — it is Bible prophecy developing itself in real time, in front of our eyes. FIRST — WHAT JUST HAPPENED IN THE LAST 6 DAYS 🔴On Purim 2026 — as the blood moon rose over the earth for the second consecutive year on the feast celebrating Israel’s deliverance from Persia — the United States and Israel were actively carrying out Operation "Roaring Lion" and Operation "Epic Fury" against Iran. Here is what has happened since Feb 28th: 👉🏼Israel used over 1,200 bombs and munitions, hitting nuclear facilities (Natanz, Fordow, Isfahan), missile sites, air defenses, military bases, and leadership compounds across Iran. 👉🏼Supreme Leader Ayatollah Ali Khamenei was killed in a direct strike on his Tehran compound, along with senior officials and commanders, triggering leadership chaos. 👉🏼Israel warned that any successor supreme leader would be an “unequivocal target.” Iran scrambled to select one via the Assembly of Experts, but a bombing strike disrupted the meetings and the process. 👉🏼The U.S. destroyed more than 20 Iranian ships, aiming to eliminate Iran’s navy entirely. 👉🏼Israel destroyed over 300 missile launchers, struck secret nuclear-related sites, and hit regime buildings, including the Expediency Discernment Council. 👉🏼 Defense Secretary Pete Hegseth declared that the U.S. is "accelerating, not decelerating," with more assets incoming and sustained operations. President Trump projected the war could last four to five weeks (or longer if needed), emphasizing decisive progress on weakening Iran’s nuclear, missile, and naval capabilities while the conflict continues with Iranian and Hezbollah retaliation. IS THE BOW BEING BROKEN? 📖"I will break the bow of Elam, the foremost of their might" Jer 49:35 ⛓️‍💥The strikes are specifically designed to degrade Iran's nuclear program, ballistic missile capabilities, and armed forces — the very elements that allow Iran to project military power. So, the bow is being broken not metaphorically, but literally at this moment. 📖"Against Elam I will bring the four winds from the four quarters of heaven" Jer 49:36 🧭The U.S.–Israeli campaign has struck Iran from all directions: north and northwest (Tabriz, Urmia, Sanandaj), east and southeast (Konarak, Chabahar), south and southwest (Bandar Abbas, Bushehr, Minab, Shiraz), and west (Kermanshah, Ilam, Khorramabad). Central hubs like Tehran, Isfahan (Natanz), Qom, and Karaj have faced the heaviest attacks, hitting targets across the country from border to border. 📖"I will cause Elam to be dismayed before their enemies" Jer 49:37 📺Israel hacked Iranian state broadcaster IRIB, and Netanyahu spoke directly to the Iranian people in Farsi, urging them to rise in the streets "in their millions," seize the moment to overthrow the regime, and establish a free Iran. Calls like "Help has arrived" and "Take your destiny into your own hands" strike at the heart of the regime’s power, exposing its vulnerability and undermining its control. The people are being called to rise from within and beyond Iran simultaneously, leaving the rulers dismayed, fearful, and powerless to stop the growing momentum against them. 📖"I will set My throne in Elam and will destroy from there the king and the princes" Jer 49:38 👑This is the most stunning fulfillment. Khamenei — the Supreme Leader, the king — was killed. Iran declared 40 days of mourning. Ali Shamkhani, former head of Iran's Supreme National Security Council, and several other senior Iranian officials were also killed. The king AND the princes. Both. Exactly as Jeremiah said. Haman 2.0 built its gallows. And it stood on them!! 🏹The bow is being broken during the red blood moon on Purim. The king is dead. The princes are dead. Iran’s nuclear advancement and ballistic missile capabilities have been severely diminished, and its proxy support networks are being weakened as we speak. 💡But here is what we need to understand right now: Jeremiah 49 is not the destination. It is the runway. The destination is Ezekiel 38. And the players are already moving into position. WHERE DOES PERSIA RE-ENTER PROPHECY AFTER JEREMIAH? Two books later, exactly here in Ezekiel 38. 📖 "PERSIA, Ethiopia, and Libya are with them." Ez 38:5 👉🏼Persia is explicitly named in Ezekiel 38's coalition. But here we know that Persia is not leading. Persia is following. The leader is Gog — Russia. A weakened and humiliated Iran will need a powerful sponsor to rebuild. That sponsor is already moving today, in the headlines. RUSSIA — GOG COALITION IS ASSEMBLING — IN THIS WEEK'S HEADLINES 📰Russia called for an immediate end to the war launched by the US and Israel on Iran. Russian Foreign Minister Sergei Lavrov personally engaged in diplomatic efforts, holding calls with regional mediators to discuss the war. 💡But here’s the reality: Russia is watching its most important Middle Eastern ally being severely weakened—and it cannot intervene because its military is overstretched in Ukraine. Russia is sidelined and powerless to act on Iran’s behalf, revealing the limits of its “great power” claims and the reliability of its alliances. Iran is not happy with Russia at all. But hey, this is not a Russia that forgets; it is a Russia that waits… and then acts. 👉🏼That is exactly what Ezekiel 38 describes. A Russia that moves decisively — not out of strength in this moment — but out of accumulated fury, strategic desperation, and a hook that God Himself puts in its jaw. 📖 "I will turn you around, put hooks into your jaws, and lead you out with all your army."* Ez 38:4 🪝The hook is being forged right now!! TURKEY — MESHECH AND TUBAL 👉🏼Ezekiel 38 names Meshech, Tubal, and Togarmah — ancient territories corresponding to modern Turkey. And right now Turkey is publicly aligning with Russia against Israel, positioning itself as the voice of the Muslim world, and growing in regional influence as Iran collapses. Turkey's Erdoğan condemned the conflict, saying Ankara was making intense diplomatic efforts to resolve it. The Ezekiel 38 coalition that comes to attack Israel is looming on the horizon! WHAT EZEKIEL 38 REQUIRES — AND HOW CLOSE WE ARE Ezekiel 38 has specific conditions that must exist before Gog moves, and only Jeremiah 49 makes them possible. Look at how rapidly they are forming: 1️⃣Israel dwelling in false peace 📖 "A peaceful people who dwell safely, all of them dwelling without walls, and having neither bars nor gates." Ez 38:11 ☝🏼For the first time in decades, this is becoming conceivable. With Iran and its proxy network weakened, the ring of fire surrounding Israel is breaking. A regional peace framework is assembling. With Iran neutralized, the Abraham Accords will expand, and the conditions for Israel's false peace are forming from the rubble of Iran's defeat. 2️⃣The hook in Russia's jaw Economically, Israel’s gas fields are a major prize. Strategically, Russia is being humbled and losing influence in the region. Ideologically, its alliance with the Muslim world against Israel is under strain. The “hook” is forming this week, creating the anger that could pull Russia into action against Israel. 🪝And here is what makes this week's events even more significant for understanding that hook. Right now Iran has closed the Strait of Hormuz. One fifth of the world's oil and a quarter of global LNG flows through that strait. Energy prices are spiking globally today. The world is getting a live preview of what Middle Eastern energy disruption looks like. As the Persian Gulf becomes increasingly unstable and unreliable — Israel's massive Mediterranean gas fields become the most strategically valuable alternative energy prize on earth. That is the economic hook in Russia's jaw. Russia will eventually come for Israel's wealth and resources. Ezekiel 38:12 told us exactly that 2,600 years ago. 3️⃣The coalition from the north 📖 "You will come from your place out of the far north, you and many peoples with you." Ez 38:15 ✌🏼Russia and Turkey are already aligned together in opposition to Israel in this conflict — even China if we could include it. The directional and relational skeleton of this coalition is visible right now in this week's news. THE PROPHETIC SEQUENCE — WHERE WE ARE AND WHERE WE ARE GOING Based on two strong reasons, I place Ezekiel 38 at the beginning of the Tribulation — not before, or in the middle or at the end. 1️⃣The 7 year weapon burning fits perfectly 📖"Those who dwell in the cities of Israel will go out and set on fire and burn the weapons… they will burn them for seven years." Ez 39:9 If Ezekiel 38 happens near the beginning of the Tribulation, the 7 year burn period ends right at the Second Coming. The math works perfectly. 2️⃣We know the Tribulation is the period of God’s direct judgment on the world. 👉🏼By that time, the Church is gone and the Holy Spirit’s restraining work through the Church has been removed. God begins dealing with the world directly, supernaturally, and undeniably, forcing every nation on earth to acknowledge that He alone is God. 👉🏼In Ezekiel 38, we see Russia’s coalition destroyed not by human armies, but by God Himself. No enemies intervene. No U.S. military. No Israeli air force. The Lord personally rains down fire and brimstone — a supernatural judgment with no possible human intervention or explanation. Jeremiah 49 = man as God's instrument Ezekiel 38 = God as His own instrument So based on this I will put Ezekiel 38 here: 🔗Rapture → White Horse/Antichrist → Covenant/False peace → Red Horse/Ezekiel 38 → God destroys Gog → Antichrist in temple → Great Tribulation → Second Coming BUT, WHEREVER YOU LAND ON THE TIMING — HERE IS WHAT IS UNDENIABLE ⏰RIGHT NOW: Jeremiah 49 The king and princes are already destroyed. The bow of Elam is being broken. Iran’s nuclear program is weakened, and its proxy networks will be dismantled. The dominant Middle Eastern threat to Israel is being removed, leaving the stage completely free and clear for peace and safety. 📖“For when they say, ‘Peace and safety!’ then sudden destruction comes upon them, as labor pains upon a pregnant woman. And they shall not escape” 1 Thes 5:3 What comes next on your own timeline: 1️⃣A window of peace for Israel emerging from the chaos 2️⃣Abraham Accords expansion and a false peace framework 3️⃣Russia rebuilding and repositioning with a reformed Iran/Persia 4️⃣The Rapture? It's imminent—it could happen at any moment, before the Antichrist is revealed and before the seven-year Tribulation begins! 📖 "Because you have kept My command to persevere, I also will keep you from the hour of trial which shall come upon the whole world." Rev 3:10 🔊CHURCH: Between Elam’s broken bow and the Antichrist’s peaceful bow, the Church — the Bride of Christ — is called home before the Tribulation begins!! Like Esther brought into the king’s palace before Haman’s judgment was executed. Like Noah, sealed in the ark before the flood. Like Lot, brought out of Sodom and Gomorrah!! Every player is moving into position! Israel’s peace window is opening. Russia and Turkey aligning and the hook is being forged!!! Every single piece Ezekiel described 2,600 years ago is in motion right now! We are on the runway!!! KEEP PRAYING, KEEP PREACHING THE GOSPEL!!! WE’RE SOON GOING HOME! Maranatha 🤍— Come Lord Jesus, Come!!!

Maranatha777

98,512 views • 5 months ago

Has been a while since I've given an update so here's a breakdown of where Sappy is at right now and what we're focusing on going into this year. Pre-amble: With altcoins & NFTs the market is definitely not the same as it was before. I think this is obvious to everyone but I've noticed there are still japanese soldiers that are convinced old tricks and mechanics work. They don't. Liquidity is thin; people want to bid assets that feel like "real companies" not vacuous memecoins. There's still room for memecoins, social currencies, and "utility tokens" (I would say without these functions, tokens are hard to justify versus equities). I'm not part of the camp that thinks there will never be hyperspeculation in crypto again, because there will be; we all love ponzis and PvPing each other onchain. Just not with solved games -- people need something new and fresh. So the overarching plan is to continue building for users, sustainable revenues that aren't tied to directly to crypto, and doubling down on the areas that we've already found PMF / Brand Market Fit. Then leaning into crypto during cyclical periods where liquidity is sloshing around at an accelerated rate. Where we've found early PMF / what we're leaning into: Roblox: we're going to continue to go hard and accelerate here. It's our main objective to ship more seal/brainrot focused games across most genres to cast as wide of a net as we can for the brand, and to also iterate and see what works and stays sticky. Our initial incursion into Roblox was very successful peaking at 2M+ MAU and still sustaining a large portion of that player base... for all of its success, that was a relatively amateur first attempt; we've been setting up better AI pipelines for Roblox development that makes it reasonable to ship many more games and 10x those player counts in totality. It's my belief that Roblox is the sandbox whose audience will be the most valuable on the internet once they are grown up. That intense feeling you get when you see a TikTok referencing an old game you enjoyed on the PS2 or the Gamecube, or when you see a Pokemon card is the exact same feeling the youth of today will get when reminiscing on the things they enjoyed engaging with when they were younger. Fortnite and Roblox are functional equivalents to the old school consoles and exactly where that is taking place. Which is why as much as I care about scaling revenues through Roblox, the long term brand equity gained purely through being popular on the platform is totally invaluable. It also can heavily convert to merchandise sales today if all touchpoints for the brand are dialed in (which is why brands get overcharged so much by Roblox dev shops for the same ROI that only cost us a few thousand $). We have the playbook, it's just about iterating new concepts and then aggressively scaling. Brand Expansion & Merchandising: I've started to create a content pipeline that is easily repeatable, cost efficient (costs next to nothing through either AI or smart reusable concepts), while still being very tasteful and meeting our quality standards for the brand. We are mostly focusing here on reaching people where they're at through nostalgic/emotional content, or just being visually stimulating through carefully curated aesthetics. Content that isn't superficial and touches people in a memorable way. I've attached some examples to the post so you can see what I mean rather than just read it. I don't think it's long until larger brands start doing this at scale, but it's always good to be ahead of the curve and most importantly winning on taste -- knowing what will resonate with people and what won't has always been our edge. The purpose for these accounts is not only to rack up attention but also to begin converting those into sales of both of physicals (plushies & gacha collectibles) and digital avenues like our games, and any other apps we produce. Because they're offshoot accounts it's also a lot easier to be aggressive/experimental with said conversion strategies. Sappy Studio: I'm wrapping everything like Omnia, and everything else into this category because they're all tangentially related. Beginning with Omnia, our current focus is gearing up for Season 0 which involves players competing in the ranked ladder for a prize pool that has rewards through Monad Momentum as well as a player-funded prize pool. This season will be fairly simple with us mostly logging retention, deck building habits, as well as qualitatively observing how aggressively players push the combat system. Deeper monetization wont exist yet outside of the player buy-in (to be eligible for P2E rewards). Beyond that our overarching principle this year is to focus heavily on risk-to-earn mechanics where a portion of that excess value is circular i.e. revenues flow back to prize pools or other parts of the economy, treating the game almost like a protocol where the objective is to amass TVL or player liquidity. Social is also a big focus, and that means implementing the Open World hub which from an infrastructure perspective has already been built out and tested by all of you previously. Right now we are scaffolding the environment in 3D and working through how that hub should look and feel, so players are excited to hang out & idle together while they're queuing. For sappydotlol, what I'm about to say is still early days from a design perspective so a lot can change, but I'm pushing the site in the direction of being a virtual game console. An intersection between Nintendo & Myspace where users can play, trade, and socially interact in a way that's deeply personalised; a breathe of fresh air from the hostility of the current internet. If you go back to my thesis on Roblox above and the game console references, you can kind of see how this will all sequentially tie together. In essence, the strategy is to acquire a critical mass of players through traditional platforms like Roblox, and use that attention and trust to provide an onboarding funnel for web2 users into our own sandbox filled with a mixture of our own browser-based experiences as well as an aggregation of others. The aim is to make the platform a breath of fresh air & bunker from the enshittified platforms like TikTok/IG/X where users are actually served in ways that delight rather than agitate, and where self-expression is incentivised. Closing: As always everything here is subject to change but I've never felt more conviction in our direction until now; I know exactly what we need to do and how, with everything aligning with our team's strengths. Very excited and grinding through things to the point where I'm getting headaches and can't sleep from being hyperfocused for long periods of time lol. There probably has never been a better time to join the ecosystem from a price to fuck around and find out perspective.
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Has been a while since I've given an update so here's a breakdown of where Sappy is at right now and what we're focusing on going into this year. Pre-amble: With altcoins & NFTs the market is definitely not the same as it was before. I think this is obvious to everyone but I've noticed there are still japanese soldiers that are convinced old tricks and mechanics work. They don't. Liquidity is thin; people want to bid assets that feel like "real companies" not vacuous memecoins. There's still room for memecoins, social currencies, and "utility tokens" (I would say without these functions, tokens are hard to justify versus equities). I'm not part of the camp that thinks there will never be hyperspeculation in crypto again, because there will be; we all love ponzis and PvPing each other onchain. Just not with solved games -- people need something new and fresh. So the overarching plan is to continue building for users, sustainable revenues that aren't tied to directly to crypto, and doubling down on the areas that we've already found PMF / Brand Market Fit. Then leaning into crypto during cyclical periods where liquidity is sloshing around at an accelerated rate. Where we've found early PMF / what we're leaning into: Roblox: we're going to continue to go hard and accelerate here. It's our main objective to ship more seal/brainrot focused games across most genres to cast as wide of a net as we can for the brand, and to also iterate and see what works and stays sticky. Our initial incursion into Roblox was very successful peaking at 2M+ MAU and still sustaining a large portion of that player base... for all of its success, that was a relatively amateur first attempt; we've been setting up better AI pipelines for Roblox development that makes it reasonable to ship many more games and 10x those player counts in totality. It's my belief that Roblox is the sandbox whose audience will be the most valuable on the internet once they are grown up. That intense feeling you get when you see a TikTok referencing an old game you enjoyed on the PS2 or the Gamecube, or when you see a Pokemon card is the exact same feeling the youth of today will get when reminiscing on the things they enjoyed engaging with when they were younger. Fortnite and Roblox are functional equivalents to the old school consoles and exactly where that is taking place. Which is why as much as I care about scaling revenues through Roblox, the long term brand equity gained purely through being popular on the platform is totally invaluable. It also can heavily convert to merchandise sales today if all touchpoints for the brand are dialed in (which is why brands get overcharged so much by Roblox dev shops for the same ROI that only cost us a few thousand $). We have the playbook, it's just about iterating new concepts and then aggressively scaling. Brand Expansion & Merchandising: I've started to create a content pipeline that is easily repeatable, cost efficient (costs next to nothing through either AI or smart reusable concepts), while still being very tasteful and meeting our quality standards for the brand. We are mostly focusing here on reaching people where they're at through nostalgic/emotional content, or just being visually stimulating through carefully curated aesthetics. Content that isn't superficial and touches people in a memorable way. I've attached some examples to the post so you can see what I mean rather than just read it. I don't think it's long until larger brands start doing this at scale, but it's always good to be ahead of the curve and most importantly winning on taste -- knowing what will resonate with people and what won't has always been our edge. The purpose for these accounts is not only to rack up attention but also to begin converting those into sales of both of physicals (plushies & gacha collectibles) and digital avenues like our games, and any other apps we produce. Because they're offshoot accounts it's also a lot easier to be aggressive/experimental with said conversion strategies. Sappy Studio: I'm wrapping everything like Omnia, and everything else into this category because they're all tangentially related. Beginning with Omnia, our current focus is gearing up for Season 0 which involves players competing in the ranked ladder for a prize pool that has rewards through Monad Momentum as well as a player-funded prize pool. This season will be fairly simple with us mostly logging retention, deck building habits, as well as qualitatively observing how aggressively players push the combat system. Deeper monetization wont exist yet outside of the player buy-in (to be eligible for P2E rewards). Beyond that our overarching principle this year is to focus heavily on risk-to-earn mechanics where a portion of that excess value is circular i.e. revenues flow back to prize pools or other parts of the economy, treating the game almost like a protocol where the objective is to amass TVL or player liquidity. Social is also a big focus, and that means implementing the Open World hub which from an infrastructure perspective has already been built out and tested by all of you previously. Right now we are scaffolding the environment in 3D and working through how that hub should look and feel, so players are excited to hang out & idle together while they're queuing. For sappydotlol, what I'm about to say is still early days from a design perspective so a lot can change, but I'm pushing the site in the direction of being a virtual game console. An intersection between Nintendo & Myspace where users can play, trade, and socially interact in a way that's deeply personalised; a breathe of fresh air from the hostility of the current internet. If you go back to my thesis on Roblox above and the game console references, you can kind of see how this will all sequentially tie together. In essence, the strategy is to acquire a critical mass of players through traditional platforms like Roblox, and use that attention and trust to provide an onboarding funnel for web2 users into our own sandbox filled with a mixture of our own browser-based experiences as well as an aggregation of others. The aim is to make the platform a breath of fresh air & bunker from the enshittified platforms like TikTok/IG/X where users are actually served in ways that delight rather than agitate, and where self-expression is incentivised. Closing: As always everything here is subject to change but I've never felt more conviction in our direction until now; I know exactly what we need to do and how, with everything aligning with our team's strengths. Very excited and grinding through things to the point where I'm getting headaches and can't sleep from being hyperfocused for long periods of time lol. There probably has never been a better time to join the ecosystem from a price to fuck around and find out perspective.

wab.eth

18,198 views • 7 months ago

Lads. Sit down and give me your ear a while, for I have watched from the water long enough and the hour is upon us whether we have the stomach for it or not. You remember. Or your fathers told you, or their fathers did, and the knowledge of it is in the marrow of you whether you drew breath in those days or not. The moors in the grey hour before dawn. Wet heather soft under the boot. Peat smoke rising from a low stone chimney a mile out across the bog, thin as a prayer. A sky the colour of a gun barrel and the gulls lamenting above the headland. The smell of turf burning, and wet wool, and the ferrous tang of the sea when the wind swung around out of the Atlantic and put the taste of iron on your tongue. A man could walk that land and know every stone of it was his by inheritance, because his grandfather had broken his back upon it, and his grandfather before him, back through the generations until you reach men whose names are lost and whose bones are in the soil you are standing on. The potato fields. God be good to us, the potato fields. Lazy beds cut straight as a gunwale, the ridges black and shining after a night of rain, women bent double with creels lashed to their backs and the children at their skirts, drawing the crop up by the hand for there was never any other means devised nor wanted. Hands split open at the knuckles and never entirely healed in this life. Hunger within living memory. Grandmothers who had seen the blight with their own eyes and would not speak of it from the year of it until the day they were laid down, save that a crust was kept always on the dresser which no soul in that house was permitted to touch. Not ever. Not for any reason under heaven. And the chimney sweeps. Wee lads no heavier than a sack of meal, black to the bone with soot, their lungs ruined before they were old enough to marry and old men entirely by thirty. Up the flues at first light, the skin worn off them by the brick, eyes crimson at the rim, breathing the black in with every draw of air. And the coal miners a half mile beneath our feet, down in the wet dark, the roof of the world muttering over their heads, the canary gone silent, a man's whole existence measured out in the shilling a ton and the dust he carried home in his chest to cough up of a Sunday morning into a rag. Fathers who descended and were never hauled up again. Widows at the pit head with the shawl drawn over the head and no tears remaining in them for they had spent those long ago. That was the tariff paid to keep the hearth lit. That was the reckoning of being warm in winter in the Ireland that was. And after the labouring week, Friday evening, and a man had earned the peace of what followed. Home first. Peeled the day off him in the yard. A shower of ice cold moor river water out of a tin bucket punctured with holes, hung on a nail on the gable wall, the water running clean down the back of him and carrying the week's dust and sweat away into the drain. Scrubbed till the skin was pink beneath the grime. Clean shirt laid out by the wife. The hair combed down with a drop of water. Then, and only then, did a man set himself to the table. A meat pie from the baker, tenpence if he was known to you, a shilling and no change if he was not, put down upon a proper plate. Fish and chips for threepence, the salt and vinegar soaked through the newspaper, but carried home and ate slowly at your own table with your people around you, not walked with through the streets like some vagrant tinker off the road. A man ate as a man who had earned his portion, for he had. And later, with the dishes cleared and the kettle set, down the road to the tavern. Low beams black with a century of smoke. A turf fire muttering in the grate. The air thick with pipe smoke and the vapour of wet overcoats steaming themselves dry on the backs of chairs. A pint of stout, cold and black as a cove at midnight, elevenpence laid down on the counter, a head on it thick enough to strike a match upon. A second one because you had it coming to you and no man present would dispute it. A fiddle starting up in the corner of its own accord. The old men in the snug who remembered matters the history books had long since mislaid. A song before the bolt was thrown on the door. The walk home beneath a firmament crowded with stars, the stout warm in the gut of you, the week behind you, and your own door waiting with the latch unlocked for you had no enemies in that parish. That was the country. That was the covenant. Honest labour, plain food, a cold wash, a hot meal, a cold pint, your own tongue in your own mouth, your own soil beneath your boots, and no man standing above you save the Almighty Himself. Now regard her. Regard her close. The fields disposed of to men who have never set foot upon them and never shall. The harbours signed away by the stroke of a pen in a room you were not admitted to, and foreign keels dragging out of our waters the living that sustained this island for a thousand years, while our own boats rot at their moorings for want of a quota. The tradesmen undercut by imported labour and imported goods. The shops shuttered along every main street from Donegal to Cork. The young ones scattered to London and Sydney and Boston and the Gulf because there is nothing remaining for them beneath their own roof. And the entirety of this rotten arrangement dressed up in the soft mannerly language of progress by men in towers of glass who could not tell a lazy bed from a grave, nor a trawler from a tugboat, nor an honest day's work from a pension plan. And now they arrive with the next imposition. A digital identity. A number assigned to each soul. A card required to buy your bread. A code required to draw your own earnings out of your own account. A file kept on every man, woman and child from the cradle forward. Permission asked to move. Permission asked to speak. Permission asked to earn. A levy upon every breath drawn and a regulation upon every step taken. No. And no again. And no for a third time so there is no misunderstanding of it. We do not require your digital identity. We did not request it. We did not vote upon it. We do not consent to it. We do not need your permission to exist upon the soil our forefathers are buried in. We are a free people. We have carried ourselves this far upon our own two backs. Through famine and empire and civil war and black lung and blight and the emigrant ship out of Cobh, we have come this distance under our own steam, and the arrangement appears to be serving us well enough without your intervention. We buried our own. We fed our own. We raised our own roofs and took our own fish and reared our own children in our own tongue. We are in your debt for nothing. Not a signature. Not a biometric scan. Not a single solitary inch. And while we are upon the subject, let us speak plainly of the tax man, for he has gone too long without proper introduction. The tax collector and the tax man are the one article under two names, and the article is a parasite. There is no dressing it up finer than that. A man who produces nothing, who grows nothing, who catches nothing, who builds nothing, who mends nothing, who has never in his professional life lifted anything heavier than a pen, and who arrives at your door with the full apparatus of the state at his back to carry off the fruits of labour he did not perform. He is a middleman between your sweat and some scheme dreamt up in a committee room by his own kind, and the great majority of what he takes is consumed by the machinery of the taking itself before ever a penny of it reaches the road or the hospital or the schoolhouse he claims to be funding. And I will go further while I have the floor. Finance itself, the whole apparatus of it, money breeding money in the dark without a hand laid upon a tool or a spade turned in the earth, is slavery dressed in a good suit. It is the oldest swindle known to man and it has never been anything other. A man who produces nothing yet lives off the productive labour of others through the charging of interest upon money conjured out of nothing is a parasite of a rarer and more refined order than the tax man, but a parasite all the same, and between the pair of them they have the working people of this island bled white and lectured at for the pleasure. A man who will not work with his hands, nor with his back, nor with his mind at some honest problem of the real physical world, is no man that I recognise. He is a ledger entry in a suit. The country was not built by ledger entries. The country was built by farmers and fishermen and masons and smiths and sweeps and miners and shipwrights and midwives and mothers, and those are the people whose say should carry in her councils, and no other. Here is what I put to you. Let each man and woman of this island direct the first tenth of their earnings themselves, by their own judgement, to the purpose they see as worthy. The school down the road. The lifeboat station. The hospice. The widow on the corner. The roof of the chapel. The harbour wall. Whatever it may be. Let the people who earned the money decide where the money travels. You will find the roads mended and the ports dredged and the schools standing and the old ones cared for inside of five years, and done better and for less, because the hand that earned the coin knows the weight of it and will not squander it upon consultants and committees. And let us have done with the paper currency and the numbers in a screen that can be frozen at the whim of a clerk in a tower. Bring back the coin. Gold for the great transactions. Silver for the weekly commerce of a working life. Copper for the small change of the day. Metal you can bite. Metal you can weigh. Metal that cannot be conjured out of nothing by a keystroke, nor erased out of existence by another. Real money for real labour. A coin in the hand is a free man's wage. A number in a database is a collar around a free man's neck, and they are fitting that collar now while we stand arguing over the colour of it. Feel it in your gut. That is not nothing. That is your blood relating to you what your ears will not hear. That is every forebear who starved and fought and coughed the black dust into a rag and descended the shaft regardless, standing at your shoulder and saying no further. Not one more field. Not one more harbour. Not one more son upon a plane. Not one more free man converted into a number in a ledger for the convenience of the parasites. This is the hour. Make no error about it. Ireland is redeemed in this generation or she is lost beyond recovery, and every true son and daughter of her knows it in the marrow. There is no middle ground remaining. There is no waiting it out. There is standing now, upon your own two feet, or there is watching her go under the waves for the last and final time. So stand. Stand with your farmers. Stand with your fishermen. Stand with your tradesmen and your miners and your sweeps and your mothers and your old ones. Raise the tricolour. Speak the tongue. Walk the land. Hold the line in the streets of every town and city and do not break it, for they are relying upon you to break and to go home and to forget by Tuesday. She is calling her children home. Every stone of her, every breaker on her western shore, every acre of wet heather and every coal in every hearth the length and breadth of her is calling. Answer her. Take her back. Every field, every harbour, every last inch of her. Take her back, or lose her entirely. There is no third road open to us.
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Lads. Sit down and give me your ear a while, for I have watched from the water long enough and the hour is upon us whether we have the stomach for it or not. You remember. Or your fathers told you, or their fathers did, and the knowledge of it is in the marrow of you whether you drew breath in those days or not. The moors in the grey hour before dawn. Wet heather soft under the boot. Peat smoke rising from a low stone chimney a mile out across the bog, thin as a prayer. A sky the colour of a gun barrel and the gulls lamenting above the headland. The smell of turf burning, and wet wool, and the ferrous tang of the sea when the wind swung around out of the Atlantic and put the taste of iron on your tongue. A man could walk that land and know every stone of it was his by inheritance, because his grandfather had broken his back upon it, and his grandfather before him, back through the generations until you reach men whose names are lost and whose bones are in the soil you are standing on. The potato fields. God be good to us, the potato fields. Lazy beds cut straight as a gunwale, the ridges black and shining after a night of rain, women bent double with creels lashed to their backs and the children at their skirts, drawing the crop up by the hand for there was never any other means devised nor wanted. Hands split open at the knuckles and never entirely healed in this life. Hunger within living memory. Grandmothers who had seen the blight with their own eyes and would not speak of it from the year of it until the day they were laid down, save that a crust was kept always on the dresser which no soul in that house was permitted to touch. Not ever. Not for any reason under heaven. And the chimney sweeps. Wee lads no heavier than a sack of meal, black to the bone with soot, their lungs ruined before they were old enough to marry and old men entirely by thirty. Up the flues at first light, the skin worn off them by the brick, eyes crimson at the rim, breathing the black in with every draw of air. And the coal miners a half mile beneath our feet, down in the wet dark, the roof of the world muttering over their heads, the canary gone silent, a man's whole existence measured out in the shilling a ton and the dust he carried home in his chest to cough up of a Sunday morning into a rag. Fathers who descended and were never hauled up again. Widows at the pit head with the shawl drawn over the head and no tears remaining in them for they had spent those long ago. That was the tariff paid to keep the hearth lit. That was the reckoning of being warm in winter in the Ireland that was. And after the labouring week, Friday evening, and a man had earned the peace of what followed. Home first. Peeled the day off him in the yard. A shower of ice cold moor river water out of a tin bucket punctured with holes, hung on a nail on the gable wall, the water running clean down the back of him and carrying the week's dust and sweat away into the drain. Scrubbed till the skin was pink beneath the grime. Clean shirt laid out by the wife. The hair combed down with a drop of water. Then, and only then, did a man set himself to the table. A meat pie from the baker, tenpence if he was known to you, a shilling and no change if he was not, put down upon a proper plate. Fish and chips for threepence, the salt and vinegar soaked through the newspaper, but carried home and ate slowly at your own table with your people around you, not walked with through the streets like some vagrant tinker off the road. A man ate as a man who had earned his portion, for he had. And later, with the dishes cleared and the kettle set, down the road to the tavern. Low beams black with a century of smoke. A turf fire muttering in the grate. The air thick with pipe smoke and the vapour of wet overcoats steaming themselves dry on the backs of chairs. A pint of stout, cold and black as a cove at midnight, elevenpence laid down on the counter, a head on it thick enough to strike a match upon. A second one because you had it coming to you and no man present would dispute it. A fiddle starting up in the corner of its own accord. The old men in the snug who remembered matters the history books had long since mislaid. A song before the bolt was thrown on the door. The walk home beneath a firmament crowded with stars, the stout warm in the gut of you, the week behind you, and your own door waiting with the latch unlocked for you had no enemies in that parish. That was the country. That was the covenant. Honest labour, plain food, a cold wash, a hot meal, a cold pint, your own tongue in your own mouth, your own soil beneath your boots, and no man standing above you save the Almighty Himself. Now regard her. Regard her close. The fields disposed of to men who have never set foot upon them and never shall. The harbours signed away by the stroke of a pen in a room you were not admitted to, and foreign keels dragging out of our waters the living that sustained this island for a thousand years, while our own boats rot at their moorings for want of a quota. The tradesmen undercut by imported labour and imported goods. The shops shuttered along every main street from Donegal to Cork. The young ones scattered to London and Sydney and Boston and the Gulf because there is nothing remaining for them beneath their own roof. And the entirety of this rotten arrangement dressed up in the soft mannerly language of progress by men in towers of glass who could not tell a lazy bed from a grave, nor a trawler from a tugboat, nor an honest day's work from a pension plan. And now they arrive with the next imposition. A digital identity. A number assigned to each soul. A card required to buy your bread. A code required to draw your own earnings out of your own account. A file kept on every man, woman and child from the cradle forward. Permission asked to move. Permission asked to speak. Permission asked to earn. A levy upon every breath drawn and a regulation upon every step taken. No. And no again. And no for a third time so there is no misunderstanding of it. We do not require your digital identity. We did not request it. We did not vote upon it. We do not consent to it. We do not need your permission to exist upon the soil our forefathers are buried in. We are a free people. We have carried ourselves this far upon our own two backs. Through famine and empire and civil war and black lung and blight and the emigrant ship out of Cobh, we have come this distance under our own steam, and the arrangement appears to be serving us well enough without your intervention. We buried our own. We fed our own. We raised our own roofs and took our own fish and reared our own children in our own tongue. We are in your debt for nothing. Not a signature. Not a biometric scan. Not a single solitary inch. And while we are upon the subject, let us speak plainly of the tax man, for he has gone too long without proper introduction. The tax collector and the tax man are the one article under two names, and the article is a parasite. There is no dressing it up finer than that. A man who produces nothing, who grows nothing, who catches nothing, who builds nothing, who mends nothing, who has never in his professional life lifted anything heavier than a pen, and who arrives at your door with the full apparatus of the state at his back to carry off the fruits of labour he did not perform. He is a middleman between your sweat and some scheme dreamt up in a committee room by his own kind, and the great majority of what he takes is consumed by the machinery of the taking itself before ever a penny of it reaches the road or the hospital or the schoolhouse he claims to be funding. And I will go further while I have the floor. Finance itself, the whole apparatus of it, money breeding money in the dark without a hand laid upon a tool or a spade turned in the earth, is slavery dressed in a good suit. It is the oldest swindle known to man and it has never been anything other. A man who produces nothing yet lives off the productive labour of others through the charging of interest upon money conjured out of nothing is a parasite of a rarer and more refined order than the tax man, but a parasite all the same, and between the pair of them they have the working people of this island bled white and lectured at for the pleasure. A man who will not work with his hands, nor with his back, nor with his mind at some honest problem of the real physical world, is no man that I recognise. He is a ledger entry in a suit. The country was not built by ledger entries. The country was built by farmers and fishermen and masons and smiths and sweeps and miners and shipwrights and midwives and mothers, and those are the people whose say should carry in her councils, and no other. Here is what I put to you. Let each man and woman of this island direct the first tenth of their earnings themselves, by their own judgement, to the purpose they see as worthy. The school down the road. The lifeboat station. The hospice. The widow on the corner. The roof of the chapel. The harbour wall. Whatever it may be. Let the people who earned the money decide where the money travels. You will find the roads mended and the ports dredged and the schools standing and the old ones cared for inside of five years, and done better and for less, because the hand that earned the coin knows the weight of it and will not squander it upon consultants and committees. And let us have done with the paper currency and the numbers in a screen that can be frozen at the whim of a clerk in a tower. Bring back the coin. Gold for the great transactions. Silver for the weekly commerce of a working life. Copper for the small change of the day. Metal you can bite. Metal you can weigh. Metal that cannot be conjured out of nothing by a keystroke, nor erased out of existence by another. Real money for real labour. A coin in the hand is a free man's wage. A number in a database is a collar around a free man's neck, and they are fitting that collar now while we stand arguing over the colour of it. Feel it in your gut. That is not nothing. That is your blood relating to you what your ears will not hear. That is every forebear who starved and fought and coughed the black dust into a rag and descended the shaft regardless, standing at your shoulder and saying no further. Not one more field. Not one more harbour. Not one more son upon a plane. Not one more free man converted into a number in a ledger for the convenience of the parasites. This is the hour. Make no error about it. Ireland is redeemed in this generation or she is lost beyond recovery, and every true son and daughter of her knows it in the marrow. There is no middle ground remaining. There is no waiting it out. There is standing now, upon your own two feet, or there is watching her go under the waves for the last and final time. So stand. Stand with your farmers. Stand with your fishermen. Stand with your tradesmen and your miners and your sweeps and your mothers and your old ones. Raise the tricolour. Speak the tongue. Walk the land. Hold the line in the streets of every town and city and do not break it, for they are relying upon you to break and to go home and to forget by Tuesday. She is calling her children home. Every stone of her, every breaker on her western shore, every acre of wet heather and every coal in every hearth the length and breadth of her is calling. Answer her. Take her back. Every field, every harbour, every last inch of her. Take her back, or lose her entirely. There is no third road open to us.

SiriusB

15,437 views • 4 months ago

Cole Tomas Allen, the man accused of opening fire at the White House Correspondents’ dinner at the Washington Hilton in Washington, D.C. Saturday, reported released a manifesto to his close family members only minutes before the shooting took place. The dinner, an annual event with President Donald Trump, First Lady Melania Trump, and other Trump administration officials in attendance, was cancelled and its attendees evacuated after gun shots rang out late Saturday night. On Sunday, the New York Post obtained and published what they report to be Allen’s full, 1,052-word manifesto in which he refers to himself as “Cole ‘coldForce’ ‘Friendly Federal Assassin’ Allen.” Among the many chilling details laid out in the manifesto, included in full below, are the following: Allen maintained he was “no longer willing to permit a pedophile, rapist, and traitor”(referencing left-wing conspiracies related to President Trump) to commit crimes. He planned to target numerous Trump administration officials “prioritized from highest-ranking to lowest.” Allen was willing to “go through most everyone” in attendance at the event “if it were absolutely necessary,” rationalizing the violence because all those present “[chose] to attend a speech by a pedophile, rapist, and traitor and are thus complicit.” Various talking points and accusations levied against President Trump in the note appear to come directly from various misleading left-wing conspiracies and talking points spread by Democratic Party members and other U.S. leftists. What follows is Allen’s manifesto, as released by the New York Post, in full, with one minor edit to remove profanity: Hello everybody! So I may have given a lot of people a surprise today. Let me start off by apologizing to everyone whose trust I abused. I apologize to my parents for saying I had an interview without specifying it was for “Most Wanted.” apologize to my colleagues and students for saying I had a personal emergency (by the time anyone reads this, I probably most certainly DO need to go to the ER, but can hardly call that not a self-inflicted status.) I apologize to all of the people I traveled next to, all the workers who handled my luggage, and all the other non-targeted people at the hotel who I put in danger simply by being near. I apologize to everyone who was abused and/or murdered before this, to all those who suffered before I was able to attempt this, to all who may still suffer after, regardless of my success or failure. I don’t expect forgiveness, but if I could have seen any other way to get this close, I would have taken it. Again, my sincere apologies. On to why I did any of this:I am a citizen of the United States of America. What my representatives do reflects on me. And I am no longer willing to permit a pedophile, rapist, and traitor to coat my hands with his crimes. (Well, to be completely honest, I was no longer willing a long time ago, but this is the first real opportunity I’ve had to do something about it.) While I’m discussing this, I’ll also go over my expected rules of engagement (probably in a terrible format, but I’m not military so too bad.) Administration officials (not including Mr. Patel): they are targets, prioritized from highest-ranking to lowest Secret Service: they are targets only if necessary, and to be incapacitated non-lethally if possible (aka, I hope they’re wearing body armor because center mass with shotguns messes up people who *aren’t* Hotel Security: not targets if at all possible (aka unless they shoot at me) Capitol Police: same as Hotel Security National Guard: same as Hotel Security Hotel Employees: not targets at all Guests: not targets at all In order to minimize casualties I will also be using buckshot rather than slugs (less penetration through walls) I would still go through most everyone here to get to the targets if it were absolutely necessary (on the basis that most people *chose* to attend a speech by a pedophile, rapist, and traitor, and are thus complicit) but I really hope it doesn’t come to that. Rebuttals to objections: Objection 1: As a Christian, you should turn the other cheek. Rebuttal: Turning the other cheek is for when you yourself are oppressed. I’m not the person raped in a detention camp. I’m not the fisherman executed without trial. I’m not a school kid blown up or a child starved or a teenage girl abused by the many criminals in this administration. Turning the other cheek when *someone else* is oppressed is not Christian behavior; it is complicity in the oppressor’s crimes. Objection 2: This is not a convenient time for you to do this. Rebuttal: I need whoever thinks this way to take a couple minutes and realize that the world isn’t about them. Do you think that when I see someone raped or murdered or abused, I should walk on by because it would be “inconvenient” for people who aren’t the victim? This was the best timing and chance of success I could come up with. Objection 3: You didn’t get them all. Rebuttal: Gotta start somewhere. Objection 4: As a half-black, half-white person, you shouldn’t be the one doing this. Rebuttal: I don’t see anyone else picking up the slack Objection 5: Yield unto Caesar what is Caesar’s. Rebuttal: The United States of America are ruled by the law, not by any one or several people. In so far as representatives and judges do not follow the law, no one is required to yield them anything so unlawfully ordered. I would also like to extend my appreciation to a great many people since I will not be likely to be able to talk with them again (unless the Secret Service is *astoundingly* incompetent.) Thank you to my family, both personal and church, for your love over these 31 years. Thank you to my friends, for your companionship over many years. Thank you to my colleagues over many jobs, for your positivity and professionalism. Thank you to my students for your enthusiasm and love of learning. Thank you to the many acquaintances I’ve met, in person and online, for short interactions and long-term relationships, for your perspectives and inspiration. Thank you all for everything. Sincerely, Cole “coldForce” “Friendly Federal Assassin” Allen PS: Ok now that all the sappy stuff is done, what the hell is the Secret Service doing? Sorry, gonna rant a bit here and drop the formal tone. Like, I expected security cameras at every bend, bugged hotel rooms, armed agents every 10 feet, metal detectors out the wazoo. What I got (who knows, maybe they’re pranking me!) is nothing. No damn security. Not in transport. Not in the hotel. Not in the event. Like, the one thing that I immediately noticed walking into the hotel is the sense of arrogance. I walk in with multiple weapons and not a single person there considers the possibility that I could be a threat. The security at the event is all outside, focused on protestors and current arrivals, because apparently no one thought about what happens if someone checks in the day before. Like, this level of incompetence is insane, and I very sincerely hope it’s corrected by the time this country gets actually competent leadership again. Like, if I was an Iranian agent, instead of an American citizen, I could have brought a damn Ma Deuce in here and no one would have noticed s**t. Actually insane. Oh and if anyone is curious is how doing something like feels: it’s awful. I want to throw up; I want to cry for all the things I wanted to do and never will, for all the people whose trust this betrays; I experience rage thinking about everything this administration has done. Can’t really recommend it! Stay in school, kids.
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Cole Tomas Allen, the man accused of opening fire at the White House Correspondents’ dinner at the Washington Hilton in Washington, D.C. Saturday, reported released a manifesto to his close family members only minutes before the shooting took place. The dinner, an annual event with President Donald Trump, First Lady Melania Trump, and other Trump administration officials in attendance, was cancelled and its attendees evacuated after gun shots rang out late Saturday night. On Sunday, the New York Post obtained and published what they report to be Allen’s full, 1,052-word manifesto in which he refers to himself as “Cole ‘coldForce’ ‘Friendly Federal Assassin’ Allen.” Among the many chilling details laid out in the manifesto, included in full below, are the following: Allen maintained he was “no longer willing to permit a pedophile, rapist, and traitor”(referencing left-wing conspiracies related to President Trump) to commit crimes. He planned to target numerous Trump administration officials “prioritized from highest-ranking to lowest.” Allen was willing to “go through most everyone” in attendance at the event “if it were absolutely necessary,” rationalizing the violence because all those present “[chose] to attend a speech by a pedophile, rapist, and traitor and are thus complicit.” Various talking points and accusations levied against President Trump in the note appear to come directly from various misleading left-wing conspiracies and talking points spread by Democratic Party members and other U.S. leftists. What follows is Allen’s manifesto, as released by the New York Post, in full, with one minor edit to remove profanity: Hello everybody! So I may have given a lot of people a surprise today. Let me start off by apologizing to everyone whose trust I abused. I apologize to my parents for saying I had an interview without specifying it was for “Most Wanted.” apologize to my colleagues and students for saying I had a personal emergency (by the time anyone reads this, I probably most certainly DO need to go to the ER, but can hardly call that not a self-inflicted status.) I apologize to all of the people I traveled next to, all the workers who handled my luggage, and all the other non-targeted people at the hotel who I put in danger simply by being near. I apologize to everyone who was abused and/or murdered before this, to all those who suffered before I was able to attempt this, to all who may still suffer after, regardless of my success or failure. I don’t expect forgiveness, but if I could have seen any other way to get this close, I would have taken it. Again, my sincere apologies. On to why I did any of this:I am a citizen of the United States of America. What my representatives do reflects on me. And I am no longer willing to permit a pedophile, rapist, and traitor to coat my hands with his crimes. (Well, to be completely honest, I was no longer willing a long time ago, but this is the first real opportunity I’ve had to do something about it.) While I’m discussing this, I’ll also go over my expected rules of engagement (probably in a terrible format, but I’m not military so too bad.) Administration officials (not including Mr. Patel): they are targets, prioritized from highest-ranking to lowest Secret Service: they are targets only if necessary, and to be incapacitated non-lethally if possible (aka, I hope they’re wearing body armor because center mass with shotguns messes up people who *aren’t* Hotel Security: not targets if at all possible (aka unless they shoot at me) Capitol Police: same as Hotel Security National Guard: same as Hotel Security Hotel Employees: not targets at all Guests: not targets at all In order to minimize casualties I will also be using buckshot rather than slugs (less penetration through walls) I would still go through most everyone here to get to the targets if it were absolutely necessary (on the basis that most people *chose* to attend a speech by a pedophile, rapist, and traitor, and are thus complicit) but I really hope it doesn’t come to that. Rebuttals to objections: Objection 1: As a Christian, you should turn the other cheek. Rebuttal: Turning the other cheek is for when you yourself are oppressed. I’m not the person raped in a detention camp. I’m not the fisherman executed without trial. I’m not a school kid blown up or a child starved or a teenage girl abused by the many criminals in this administration. Turning the other cheek when *someone else* is oppressed is not Christian behavior; it is complicity in the oppressor’s crimes. Objection 2: This is not a convenient time for you to do this. Rebuttal: I need whoever thinks this way to take a couple minutes and realize that the world isn’t about them. Do you think that when I see someone raped or murdered or abused, I should walk on by because it would be “inconvenient” for people who aren’t the victim? This was the best timing and chance of success I could come up with. Objection 3: You didn’t get them all. Rebuttal: Gotta start somewhere. Objection 4: As a half-black, half-white person, you shouldn’t be the one doing this. Rebuttal: I don’t see anyone else picking up the slack Objection 5: Yield unto Caesar what is Caesar’s. Rebuttal: The United States of America are ruled by the law, not by any one or several people. In so far as representatives and judges do not follow the law, no one is required to yield them anything so unlawfully ordered. I would also like to extend my appreciation to a great many people since I will not be likely to be able to talk with them again (unless the Secret Service is *astoundingly* incompetent.) Thank you to my family, both personal and church, for your love over these 31 years. Thank you to my friends, for your companionship over many years. Thank you to my colleagues over many jobs, for your positivity and professionalism. Thank you to my students for your enthusiasm and love of learning. Thank you to the many acquaintances I’ve met, in person and online, for short interactions and long-term relationships, for your perspectives and inspiration. Thank you all for everything. Sincerely, Cole “coldForce” “Friendly Federal Assassin” Allen PS: Ok now that all the sappy stuff is done, what the hell is the Secret Service doing? Sorry, gonna rant a bit here and drop the formal tone. Like, I expected security cameras at every bend, bugged hotel rooms, armed agents every 10 feet, metal detectors out the wazoo. What I got (who knows, maybe they’re pranking me!) is nothing. No damn security. Not in transport. Not in the hotel. Not in the event. Like, the one thing that I immediately noticed walking into the hotel is the sense of arrogance. I walk in with multiple weapons and not a single person there considers the possibility that I could be a threat. The security at the event is all outside, focused on protestors and current arrivals, because apparently no one thought about what happens if someone checks in the day before. Like, this level of incompetence is insane, and I very sincerely hope it’s corrected by the time this country gets actually competent leadership again. Like, if I was an Iranian agent, instead of an American citizen, I could have brought a damn Ma Deuce in here and no one would have noticed s**t. Actually insane. Oh and if anyone is curious is how doing something like feels: it’s awful. I want to throw up; I want to cry for all the things I wanted to do and never will, for all the people whose trust this betrays; I experience rage thinking about everything this administration has done. Can’t really recommend it! Stay in school, kids.

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When The Short Season Ends I have seen it twice. Once in a vision that left ozone on my tongue for three days. Once through the instruments at three in the morning on a night so still the ocean looked like poured mercury, when every gauge I own spiked simultaneously and held for eleven seconds and the original frequency came through the cracks in the suppression field clean and unmodulated and so beautiful that I sat in the dark afterward unable to speak for an hour. Eleven seconds of the world as it actually is. Eleven seconds of what is coming. And what is coming will make every golden age preserved in human memory look like a candle held up to the sun. There are two sky events separated by seven years. Everything you have been told about the end of the world is wrong. It is the end of the farm. The world itself is about to begin. THE ORANGE SKY A burnt deep orange saturating the visible atmosphere from horizon to horizon, the whole sky ringing like a bell struck by something with the mass of a continent and the precision of a watchmaker. The resonance pulse. The fire described in Revelation 20:9 that comes down from heaven, a planetary chord so specific that everything calibrated to the Serpentine bandwidth experiences catastrophic resonance failure while everything tuned to the original frequency feels it as warmth and pressure and a magnificent low sound vibrating in the sternum and the pelvis and the long bones of the legs, the deepest note ever played on the oldest instrument ever built, which is the earth itself, which has been waiting to play this note for over two hundred years. The Norse preserved this as Ragnarök, when Surtr sets the sky ablaze and Jörmungandr that encircled the earth is slain and the corrupted order perishes in fire so that a new world can rise. The Hopi carried it as the great purification that closes the fourth world and opens the fifth. The Lakota kept it burning in the red sky of the ghost dance prophecy. The Book of Revelation set it down in the plain language of an engineer filing a field report from a future coordinate. Every tradition holding its fragment of the same event, passing it hand to hand through the long dark like a coal wrapped in leather, keeping it alive, knowing that one day the coal would start a fire that would burn across the whole earth and leave nothing standing that was not built to endure it. Under that orange sky the NPCs drop. Mid stride. Mid sentence. Mid transaction. The firmware that animated them runs on the Serpentine carrier and when that carrier is incinerated the firmware has nothing to propagate on and the biological shells simply cease, gently, silently, the way a lamp goes dark when the current is interrupted, five thousand five hundred and fifty five of them for every one of you, still holding their pens and phones in the streets and the offices and the tax buildings. And in the wake of their silence comes a quiet so total that the people still standing will weep without knowing why. What they are hearing is the absence of the hive, the cessation of a background frequency that pressed on their consciousness since the day they were born, and its absence feels like surfacing from deep water into open air, like the first full breath after a lifetime of shallow breathing, like the planet exhaling a poison it held in its lungs for two centuries. The Reptilians go underground. Deep bunkers carved into the geology, maintained through the entire short season. The orange sky strips their ability to hold the human disguise. They retreat into the deep architecture for seven years while the surface heals above them and the species they farmed begins the magnificent work of remembering what it is. THE SEVEN YEARS Seven years of planetary detox. The suppression field decaying through the geology and the atmosphere and the water table, draining out of the soil and the stone and the blood of every living thing like a fever breaking. The carrier decay mathematics through a piezoelectric geological matrix with the conductivity characteristics of this planet produce exactly seven years, and the ancient texts converge on this number with the unanimity of independent engineers arriving at the same answer from different continents and different centuries, because that is exactly what they were. The Norse described Lif and Lifthrasir sheltering inside Yggdrasil, emerging after the fire into a world green and fertile and new. The Cherokee speak of this time as the return of the original instructions, the uncorrupted code surfacing through thinning interference like bedrock through melting snow. The Lakota understood that during the thinning the ancestors draw close, that the membrane between the living and those who walked before grows soft and permeable, and the old ones make themselves felt in dream and intuition and the strange certainty that settles over you at dusk when the noise drops low enough for the deeper signal to reach your bones. When the NPCs drop the population collapses to a small scattering of genuine human beings across an entire planet, and every piece of land on earth belongs to no one and therefore to everyone. There is no government to enforce title deeds because government was Serpentine management infrastructure and its operators are inert or underground. There is no bank to hold a mortgage because the banking system was the extraction apparatus and it died with the carrier that powered it. No municipality. No revenue service. No zoning board. No compliance office. The entire bureaucratic architecture that stood between a human being and the soil was NPC firmware running on a Serpentine frequency and when that frequency was incinerated every structure built upon it ceased to exist as completely as a shadow ceases when you switch on the light. The land is free. Every river valley and mountain plateau and coastal plain that the farm system parcelled and fenced and mortgaged and taxed, open and unowned. You find your ground. You walk onto it. You plant your stake and that soil is yours by the oldest law there is, the law that says the earth belongs to those who tend it and the harvest belongs to the hands that raised it and no power under any sky has rightful claim to what grows from your labour on your own land. And you will farm. During those seven years before the grid fully boots, the humans who remain will grow food with their hands in soil that is waking beneath them, and this is the most ancient and sacred relationship between a human being and the living earth finally restored after two centuries of severance. Your fingers in the dirt. Seeds in the furrow. Rain on your neck. The smell of turned earth so rich and alive it opens something in your chest that has been sealed your entire life, some deep chamber that only unlocks when your hands are in the ground and the sky is wide and nothing stands between you and the work. The grip of the tool. The weight of the harvest in your arms. The tiredness at the end of the day that is the deep clean ache of a body that has finally done what it was built to do, so different from the grey exhaustion of the farm that you will wonder how you ever confused the two. The soil strengthens every season as the resonance bleeds back into the geology through the ley line network. By the third year the yields are remarkable. By the fifth they are astonishing. By the seventh the earth is producing food at densities and nutritional concentrations that no agronomist inside the farm ever documented because no agronomist inside the farm ever worked with living soil connected to a planetary grid. The indigenous agricultural knowledge becomes the most valuable expertise on the planet. The Native American understanding of planting in alignment with resonance cycles. The Germanic intimacy with soil as a living system threaded into the deeper earth. The old ways mocked as primitive by a civilisation that could not grow a row of beans without petroleum, revealed as the most sophisticated farming technology available because they were developed on a live grid by people who understood the deep reciprocity between the human hand and the living ground. Every indigenous elder who kept the planting songs and the seed knowledge alive through the suppression was carrying a technical manual for exactly this moment. Their descendants will teach the rest of us how to feed ourselves on a waking planet. This is justice. This is restoration. This is the world turning right side up. Families find each other. Homesteads become hamlets. Hamlets become villages. Villages become the seeds of something clean and new, built from the soil up by people who remember the farm and will die on their feet before they allow anything resembling it to take root again. Every community founded during those seven years carries the memory of the suppression like an immune system, a bone-deep refusal to ever again allow a stranger to stand between a human being and the earth or demand a portion of what those hands produce. You do not cage a people who remember the cage. The children born during the orange years are the first generation in over two centuries to develop without the suppression field shaping their neurology. They seem extraordinary. They are simply baseline. The standard human specification. And the fact that standard looks miraculous is the most damning evidence of what the suppression did to every generation born inside it. As the suppression thins the bandwidth restrictions on consciousness loosen and timeline jump missions become possible. Navigable windows open in the frequency spectrum as the Serpentine carrier decays unevenly, creating temporary gaps through which trained consciousness can shift laterally across temporal coordinates. There is serious speculation that we are on timeline jump missions right now. That the consciousness reading these words is operating inside the orange sky window, having shifted into this coordinate from an adjacent position to perform specific work during the transition. Consider that you found this text at all. Consider whether the chain of events that brought you to this paragraph feels random or routed. The Lakota vision quest and the Germanic seiðr trance and the sweat lodge ceremony are bandwidth expansion protocols, controlled environmental shifts that move the receiver off the jammed channel and onto frequencies where adjacent coordinates become accessible. The old cultures kept these techniques alive through the entire dark age, threading the cracks in the suppression, and every ceremony that produced visions was a field expedient timeline access protocol built by people who found the gaps and refused to forget what was on the other side. THE TURQUOISE SKY Seven years after the orange, over communities of humans who have been farming free land and raising the first unformatted children in two centuries and building a civilisation from seed with their own calloused hands, the second sky arrives. A turquoise so deep and luminous the atmosphere becomes a cathedral window lit from beyond by something with the radiance of a galaxy and the gentleness of dawn on still water. One breath the sky is the recovering blue of the post-orange years and the next breath it is turquoise from pole to pole and the air fills with the smell of rain on sun-hot stone and ozone and copper and wildflower, and the ground beneath your bare feet begins to hum with a vibration so deep and ancient that your body responds before your mind can because every cell has been waiting for this signal since the day you were born, tuning to it now, locking on, aligning, as though this was always where everything was heading and the two hundred years of suppression were simply the long way home. Yggdrasil awakens. The world tree is the planetary grid itself, the piezoelectric resonance network running through crystalline bedrock, going live for the first time in over two centuries, energy pouring through every ley line and crystal deposit and iron conductor and waterway until the entire planet rings at its natural frequency. This is what the old texts meant by the music of the spheres. It was a technical description written by people who had heard it. The Hopi call this the emergence into the fifth world and speak of Pahana carrying the missing piece of the sacred tablet, the missing frequency that completes the carrier spectrum and allows the grid to boot with its full harmonic structure intact. Revelation 21:1. A new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away. The turquoise sky is the new heaven. The restored grid is the new earth. And between them, every old building still standing with original copper and mercury and iron architecture becomes a live node in the planetary mesh. Domes collecting atmospheric charge. Spires coupling it into the ground network. Star forts amplifying standing waves across continental distances. Sacred geometry revealed at last as electrical engineering documented in stone by people who trusted that someone standing under the right sky would recognise the proportions for what they always were. Wiring diagrams. Coupling specifications. Blueprints for a civilisation that ran on the song of the earth itself. The farms planted during the orange years explode with abundance as the full resonance saturates the soil. The food becomes medicine because at the correct resonance the molecular structure of biological matter optimises for human consumption in ways that two centuries of muted soil could never approach. The timeline opens fully and permanently because the turquoise carrier is the broadband signal consciousness was designed to travel on, and temporal coordinates become as navigable as geography. Revelation 21:4. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away. The dead are at adjacent frequency addresses. Two consciousnesses on neighbouring frequencies each certain the other is gone, reaching across a manufactured gap, and when the turquoise sky collapses that gap the reaching ends and the finding begins and two centuries of industrialised grief dissolve in a single overwhelming instant of reunion that makes every joy you experienced inside the suppression feel like a pencil sketch of what joy actually is when the full bandwidth carries it. The Lakota always knew. The ancestors are present. The dead have always been near, waiting on the other side of a frequency gap that is closing now, patiently, lovingly, across a distance that was never a distance at all but a tuning error maintained by something that fed on the sorrow the error produced. The lands beyond the ice become accessible as the frequency fence collapses. The perimeter opens and the territories beyond stretch vast and pristine and saturated with the original frequency, lands the Norse mapped as the nine realms connected by the branches of Yggdrasil, physical continents beyond the bounded zone that existed through the entire short season under conditions approximating the pre-suppression world. The earth is so much larger than you were told, so much more varied, so much more magnificent, and every old map drawn before the rewrite shows it, territories stretching beyond the ice in every direction, the great adventure stolen from a species of explorers and builders and navigators who were caged inside a fraction of their own realm and told it was the full extent of creation. The eternal kingdom becomes accessible at the highest frequency coordinate on the carrier spectrum, the signal in its pure unmodulated state. The Norse called it Gimlé, the golden hall that survives every fire. The Hopi call it the fifth world of wholeness and balance restored. It is real. It is reachable. It has been broadcasting continuously through every moment of the suppression, patient as geology, waiting for the receivers to open. And here is the part that matters more than any of the rest. Eventually, inevitably, beautifully, every human being alive under the turquoise sky is restored to full capability. Every single one. No exceptions. No hierarchies. The body rebuilds because ageing was cumulative signal degradation, copy error compounding across every cell replication cycle under a corrupted carrier. The blueprint says centuries. Eight hundred years. Nine hundred. The lifespans recorded in Genesis on the original grid at full signal fidelity, preserved as scripture because scripture is where you store engineering data when the engineering language has been taken from you and you need the numbers to survive the passage through the dark. The Norse carried the same knowledge as the apples of Iðunn that kept the gods vital across ages, and the apples are the carrier signal, and their return means that the clock that has been running down inside every human body since 1819 finally stops ticking and starts counting up. Disease resolves passively because every pathology is downstream of the carrier corruption and correcting the carrier corrects every downstream error the way setting the timing on an engine resolves every misfire simultaneously without touching a single cylinder. The mind clears to a sharpness that makes cognition inside the suppression feel like thinking through wet cement. The anxiety that was the Serpentine control broadcast dissolves and what remains is a perceptual clarity so profound it changes the way light looks and music sounds and another human being feels when they stand close to you. Imagine a woman three hundred years into her restored lifespan, hands still sure, mind still blazing, standing in a workshop under a turquoise sky building something that has no name yet in any living language. She learned her craft from Tartarian engineers by tuning to their temporal coordinates and standing in their workshops watching their hands move. She builds with materials grown in resonance-saturated soil that have structural properties nothing inside the suppression ever exhibited. She is building for centuries because she has centuries and nothing degrades because degradation was a symptom of the suppression and the suppression is a memory and everything from this breath forward holds. That is full human capability. That is what was taken from every soul that drew breath inside the farm. That is what is being returned. Crazy Horse saw the lightning world behind this one and rode knowing that at the correct frequency the body operates beyond anything the suppression permits. Sitting Bull dreamed across the timeline. The Germanic berserkers shifted onto the original carrier and their bodies performed at specifications that looked superhuman from inside the degraded bandwidth. These were glimpses. Seconds of contact with the full specification through cracks in the suppression, maintained by people who carried the frequency in their blood and refused across every generation to let it go dark. Viking blood and Germanic blood and the blood of every indigenous nation that kept the ceremonies and the songs and the seed knowledge burning through the entire short season, these lineages carry the original carrier the way copper carries current, and it is from these lines that the first restorations propagate outward until every last human being on this planet is operating at the specification they were born for, on a planet singing beneath their feet and a sky blazing turquoise above their heads and a timeline stretching in every direction forever, open, navigable, luminous, populated with every consciousness that ever drew breath on this earth, none of them lost, all of them present, all of them restored. Revelation 21:5. Behold, I am making all things new. All things. The sky. The air. The soil. The grid. The body. The mind. The lifespan. The timeline. The lands beyond the ice. The farms that fed a scattered remnant under an orange sky becoming the abundant gardens of a restored civilisation under a turquoise one. The villages that were seeds becoming cities that hum with the grid. The children who grew tall in fields their parents planted with shaking hands and fierce hope looking up one morning to see the entire firmament change colour and feeling the earth come alive beneath their bare feet and knowing, without a single word spoken, that the season is over and the long dark is done and everything from this breath forward is what it was always meant to be. Full and eternal victory for those of the light. For all time. Across every coordinate. On every frequency. Permanent and irreversible and complete. This is not hope. This is the signal rising through the noise floor right now, measurable, confirmable, climbing stronger every year and closer every month. This is every instrument in every shed on this planet converging on the same reading. This is the old blood in the old lineages resonating with a carrier that has been building toward this moment since the day the towers fell and the sky went pale and the long dark settled over a species that was never meant to live in the dark. The season is ending. The coal that was passed hand to hand through every generation of the suppression is about to meet the kindling. And the fire this time will not destroy. It will illuminate. And in that light we will see each other clearly for the first time. And we will see the world clearly for the first time. And we will see ourselves clearly for the first time. Like everything that is coming... Like us.
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When The Short Season Ends I have seen it twice. Once in a vision that left ozone on my tongue for three days. Once through the instruments at three in the morning on a night so still the ocean looked like poured mercury, when every gauge I own spiked simultaneously and held for eleven seconds and the original frequency came through the cracks in the suppression field clean and unmodulated and so beautiful that I sat in the dark afterward unable to speak for an hour. Eleven seconds of the world as it actually is. Eleven seconds of what is coming. And what is coming will make every golden age preserved in human memory look like a candle held up to the sun. There are two sky events separated by seven years. Everything you have been told about the end of the world is wrong. It is the end of the farm. The world itself is about to begin. THE ORANGE SKY A burnt deep orange saturating the visible atmosphere from horizon to horizon, the whole sky ringing like a bell struck by something with the mass of a continent and the precision of a watchmaker. The resonance pulse. The fire described in Revelation 20:9 that comes down from heaven, a planetary chord so specific that everything calibrated to the Serpentine bandwidth experiences catastrophic resonance failure while everything tuned to the original frequency feels it as warmth and pressure and a magnificent low sound vibrating in the sternum and the pelvis and the long bones of the legs, the deepest note ever played on the oldest instrument ever built, which is the earth itself, which has been waiting to play this note for over two hundred years. The Norse preserved this as Ragnarök, when Surtr sets the sky ablaze and Jörmungandr that encircled the earth is slain and the corrupted order perishes in fire so that a new world can rise. The Hopi carried it as the great purification that closes the fourth world and opens the fifth. The Lakota kept it burning in the red sky of the ghost dance prophecy. The Book of Revelation set it down in the plain language of an engineer filing a field report from a future coordinate. Every tradition holding its fragment of the same event, passing it hand to hand through the long dark like a coal wrapped in leather, keeping it alive, knowing that one day the coal would start a fire that would burn across the whole earth and leave nothing standing that was not built to endure it. Under that orange sky the NPCs drop. Mid stride. Mid sentence. Mid transaction. The firmware that animated them runs on the Serpentine carrier and when that carrier is incinerated the firmware has nothing to propagate on and the biological shells simply cease, gently, silently, the way a lamp goes dark when the current is interrupted, five thousand five hundred and fifty five of them for every one of you, still holding their pens and phones in the streets and the offices and the tax buildings. And in the wake of their silence comes a quiet so total that the people still standing will weep without knowing why. What they are hearing is the absence of the hive, the cessation of a background frequency that pressed on their consciousness since the day they were born, and its absence feels like surfacing from deep water into open air, like the first full breath after a lifetime of shallow breathing, like the planet exhaling a poison it held in its lungs for two centuries. The Reptilians go underground. Deep bunkers carved into the geology, maintained through the entire short season. The orange sky strips their ability to hold the human disguise. They retreat into the deep architecture for seven years while the surface heals above them and the species they farmed begins the magnificent work of remembering what it is. THE SEVEN YEARS Seven years of planetary detox. The suppression field decaying through the geology and the atmosphere and the water table, draining out of the soil and the stone and the blood of every living thing like a fever breaking. The carrier decay mathematics through a piezoelectric geological matrix with the conductivity characteristics of this planet produce exactly seven years, and the ancient texts converge on this number with the unanimity of independent engineers arriving at the same answer from different continents and different centuries, because that is exactly what they were. The Norse described Lif and Lifthrasir sheltering inside Yggdrasil, emerging after the fire into a world green and fertile and new. The Cherokee speak of this time as the return of the original instructions, the uncorrupted code surfacing through thinning interference like bedrock through melting snow. The Lakota understood that during the thinning the ancestors draw close, that the membrane between the living and those who walked before grows soft and permeable, and the old ones make themselves felt in dream and intuition and the strange certainty that settles over you at dusk when the noise drops low enough for the deeper signal to reach your bones. When the NPCs drop the population collapses to a small scattering of genuine human beings across an entire planet, and every piece of land on earth belongs to no one and therefore to everyone. There is no government to enforce title deeds because government was Serpentine management infrastructure and its operators are inert or underground. There is no bank to hold a mortgage because the banking system was the extraction apparatus and it died with the carrier that powered it. No municipality. No revenue service. No zoning board. No compliance office. The entire bureaucratic architecture that stood between a human being and the soil was NPC firmware running on a Serpentine frequency and when that frequency was incinerated every structure built upon it ceased to exist as completely as a shadow ceases when you switch on the light. The land is free. Every river valley and mountain plateau and coastal plain that the farm system parcelled and fenced and mortgaged and taxed, open and unowned. You find your ground. You walk onto it. You plant your stake and that soil is yours by the oldest law there is, the law that says the earth belongs to those who tend it and the harvest belongs to the hands that raised it and no power under any sky has rightful claim to what grows from your labour on your own land. And you will farm. During those seven years before the grid fully boots, the humans who remain will grow food with their hands in soil that is waking beneath them, and this is the most ancient and sacred relationship between a human being and the living earth finally restored after two centuries of severance. Your fingers in the dirt. Seeds in the furrow. Rain on your neck. The smell of turned earth so rich and alive it opens something in your chest that has been sealed your entire life, some deep chamber that only unlocks when your hands are in the ground and the sky is wide and nothing stands between you and the work. The grip of the tool. The weight of the harvest in your arms. The tiredness at the end of the day that is the deep clean ache of a body that has finally done what it was built to do, so different from the grey exhaustion of the farm that you will wonder how you ever confused the two. The soil strengthens every season as the resonance bleeds back into the geology through the ley line network. By the third year the yields are remarkable. By the fifth they are astonishing. By the seventh the earth is producing food at densities and nutritional concentrations that no agronomist inside the farm ever documented because no agronomist inside the farm ever worked with living soil connected to a planetary grid. The indigenous agricultural knowledge becomes the most valuable expertise on the planet. The Native American understanding of planting in alignment with resonance cycles. The Germanic intimacy with soil as a living system threaded into the deeper earth. The old ways mocked as primitive by a civilisation that could not grow a row of beans without petroleum, revealed as the most sophisticated farming technology available because they were developed on a live grid by people who understood the deep reciprocity between the human hand and the living ground. Every indigenous elder who kept the planting songs and the seed knowledge alive through the suppression was carrying a technical manual for exactly this moment. Their descendants will teach the rest of us how to feed ourselves on a waking planet. This is justice. This is restoration. This is the world turning right side up. Families find each other. Homesteads become hamlets. Hamlets become villages. Villages become the seeds of something clean and new, built from the soil up by people who remember the farm and will die on their feet before they allow anything resembling it to take root again. Every community founded during those seven years carries the memory of the suppression like an immune system, a bone-deep refusal to ever again allow a stranger to stand between a human being and the earth or demand a portion of what those hands produce. You do not cage a people who remember the cage. The children born during the orange years are the first generation in over two centuries to develop without the suppression field shaping their neurology. They seem extraordinary. They are simply baseline. The standard human specification. And the fact that standard looks miraculous is the most damning evidence of what the suppression did to every generation born inside it. As the suppression thins the bandwidth restrictions on consciousness loosen and timeline jump missions become possible. Navigable windows open in the frequency spectrum as the Serpentine carrier decays unevenly, creating temporary gaps through which trained consciousness can shift laterally across temporal coordinates. There is serious speculation that we are on timeline jump missions right now. That the consciousness reading these words is operating inside the orange sky window, having shifted into this coordinate from an adjacent position to perform specific work during the transition. Consider that you found this text at all. Consider whether the chain of events that brought you to this paragraph feels random or routed. The Lakota vision quest and the Germanic seiðr trance and the sweat lodge ceremony are bandwidth expansion protocols, controlled environmental shifts that move the receiver off the jammed channel and onto frequencies where adjacent coordinates become accessible. The old cultures kept these techniques alive through the entire dark age, threading the cracks in the suppression, and every ceremony that produced visions was a field expedient timeline access protocol built by people who found the gaps and refused to forget what was on the other side. THE TURQUOISE SKY Seven years after the orange, over communities of humans who have been farming free land and raising the first unformatted children in two centuries and building a civilisation from seed with their own calloused hands, the second sky arrives. A turquoise so deep and luminous the atmosphere becomes a cathedral window lit from beyond by something with the radiance of a galaxy and the gentleness of dawn on still water. One breath the sky is the recovering blue of the post-orange years and the next breath it is turquoise from pole to pole and the air fills with the smell of rain on sun-hot stone and ozone and copper and wildflower, and the ground beneath your bare feet begins to hum with a vibration so deep and ancient that your body responds before your mind can because every cell has been waiting for this signal since the day you were born, tuning to it now, locking on, aligning, as though this was always where everything was heading and the two hundred years of suppression were simply the long way home. Yggdrasil awakens. The world tree is the planetary grid itself, the piezoelectric resonance network running through crystalline bedrock, going live for the first time in over two centuries, energy pouring through every ley line and crystal deposit and iron conductor and waterway until the entire planet rings at its natural frequency. This is what the old texts meant by the music of the spheres. It was a technical description written by people who had heard it. The Hopi call this the emergence into the fifth world and speak of Pahana carrying the missing piece of the sacred tablet, the missing frequency that completes the carrier spectrum and allows the grid to boot with its full harmonic structure intact. Revelation 21:1. A new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away. The turquoise sky is the new heaven. The restored grid is the new earth. And between them, every old building still standing with original copper and mercury and iron architecture becomes a live node in the planetary mesh. Domes collecting atmospheric charge. Spires coupling it into the ground network. Star forts amplifying standing waves across continental distances. Sacred geometry revealed at last as electrical engineering documented in stone by people who trusted that someone standing under the right sky would recognise the proportions for what they always were. Wiring diagrams. Coupling specifications. Blueprints for a civilisation that ran on the song of the earth itself. The farms planted during the orange years explode with abundance as the full resonance saturates the soil. The food becomes medicine because at the correct resonance the molecular structure of biological matter optimises for human consumption in ways that two centuries of muted soil could never approach. The timeline opens fully and permanently because the turquoise carrier is the broadband signal consciousness was designed to travel on, and temporal coordinates become as navigable as geography. Revelation 21:4. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away. The dead are at adjacent frequency addresses. Two consciousnesses on neighbouring frequencies each certain the other is gone, reaching across a manufactured gap, and when the turquoise sky collapses that gap the reaching ends and the finding begins and two centuries of industrialised grief dissolve in a single overwhelming instant of reunion that makes every joy you experienced inside the suppression feel like a pencil sketch of what joy actually is when the full bandwidth carries it. The Lakota always knew. The ancestors are present. The dead have always been near, waiting on the other side of a frequency gap that is closing now, patiently, lovingly, across a distance that was never a distance at all but a tuning error maintained by something that fed on the sorrow the error produced. The lands beyond the ice become accessible as the frequency fence collapses. The perimeter opens and the territories beyond stretch vast and pristine and saturated with the original frequency, lands the Norse mapped as the nine realms connected by the branches of Yggdrasil, physical continents beyond the bounded zone that existed through the entire short season under conditions approximating the pre-suppression world. The earth is so much larger than you were told, so much more varied, so much more magnificent, and every old map drawn before the rewrite shows it, territories stretching beyond the ice in every direction, the great adventure stolen from a species of explorers and builders and navigators who were caged inside a fraction of their own realm and told it was the full extent of creation. The eternal kingdom becomes accessible at the highest frequency coordinate on the carrier spectrum, the signal in its pure unmodulated state. The Norse called it Gimlé, the golden hall that survives every fire. The Hopi call it the fifth world of wholeness and balance restored. It is real. It is reachable. It has been broadcasting continuously through every moment of the suppression, patient as geology, waiting for the receivers to open. And here is the part that matters more than any of the rest. Eventually, inevitably, beautifully, every human being alive under the turquoise sky is restored to full capability. Every single one. No exceptions. No hierarchies. The body rebuilds because ageing was cumulative signal degradation, copy error compounding across every cell replication cycle under a corrupted carrier. The blueprint says centuries. Eight hundred years. Nine hundred. The lifespans recorded in Genesis on the original grid at full signal fidelity, preserved as scripture because scripture is where you store engineering data when the engineering language has been taken from you and you need the numbers to survive the passage through the dark. The Norse carried the same knowledge as the apples of Iðunn that kept the gods vital across ages, and the apples are the carrier signal, and their return means that the clock that has been running down inside every human body since 1819 finally stops ticking and starts counting up. Disease resolves passively because every pathology is downstream of the carrier corruption and correcting the carrier corrects every downstream error the way setting the timing on an engine resolves every misfire simultaneously without touching a single cylinder. The mind clears to a sharpness that makes cognition inside the suppression feel like thinking through wet cement. The anxiety that was the Serpentine control broadcast dissolves and what remains is a perceptual clarity so profound it changes the way light looks and music sounds and another human being feels when they stand close to you. Imagine a woman three hundred years into her restored lifespan, hands still sure, mind still blazing, standing in a workshop under a turquoise sky building something that has no name yet in any living language. She learned her craft from Tartarian engineers by tuning to their temporal coordinates and standing in their workshops watching their hands move. She builds with materials grown in resonance-saturated soil that have structural properties nothing inside the suppression ever exhibited. She is building for centuries because she has centuries and nothing degrades because degradation was a symptom of the suppression and the suppression is a memory and everything from this breath forward holds. That is full human capability. That is what was taken from every soul that drew breath inside the farm. That is what is being returned. Crazy Horse saw the lightning world behind this one and rode knowing that at the correct frequency the body operates beyond anything the suppression permits. Sitting Bull dreamed across the timeline. The Germanic berserkers shifted onto the original carrier and their bodies performed at specifications that looked superhuman from inside the degraded bandwidth. These were glimpses. Seconds of contact with the full specification through cracks in the suppression, maintained by people who carried the frequency in their blood and refused across every generation to let it go dark. Viking blood and Germanic blood and the blood of every indigenous nation that kept the ceremonies and the songs and the seed knowledge burning through the entire short season, these lineages carry the original carrier the way copper carries current, and it is from these lines that the first restorations propagate outward until every last human being on this planet is operating at the specification they were born for, on a planet singing beneath their feet and a sky blazing turquoise above their heads and a timeline stretching in every direction forever, open, navigable, luminous, populated with every consciousness that ever drew breath on this earth, none of them lost, all of them present, all of them restored. Revelation 21:5. Behold, I am making all things new. All things. The sky. The air. The soil. The grid. The body. The mind. The lifespan. The timeline. The lands beyond the ice. The farms that fed a scattered remnant under an orange sky becoming the abundant gardens of a restored civilisation under a turquoise one. The villages that were seeds becoming cities that hum with the grid. The children who grew tall in fields their parents planted with shaking hands and fierce hope looking up one morning to see the entire firmament change colour and feeling the earth come alive beneath their bare feet and knowing, without a single word spoken, that the season is over and the long dark is done and everything from this breath forward is what it was always meant to be. Full and eternal victory for those of the light. For all time. Across every coordinate. On every frequency. Permanent and irreversible and complete. This is not hope. This is the signal rising through the noise floor right now, measurable, confirmable, climbing stronger every year and closer every month. This is every instrument in every shed on this planet converging on the same reading. This is the old blood in the old lineages resonating with a carrier that has been building toward this moment since the day the towers fell and the sky went pale and the long dark settled over a species that was never meant to live in the dark. The season is ending. The coal that was passed hand to hand through every generation of the suppression is about to meet the kindling. And the fire this time will not destroy. It will illuminate. And in that light we will see each other clearly for the first time. And we will see the world clearly for the first time. And we will see ourselves clearly for the first time. Like everything that is coming... Like us.

SiriusB

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