SANAAMAL — Sentient Animals — Sanimal and Sanamal The Truth Behind Aleister Crowley, The Beast’s Book Of ThoTh- Unveiled by Mayet Swan

SANAAMAL — Sentient Animals
Sanimal and Sanamal
The Truth Behind Aleister Crowley,
The Beast’s Book Of ThoTh- Unveiled by Mayet Swan
Kheiron Astraea

Hid­den inside the Book of ThoTh is one of the big rea­sons for the New Aeon of ME, Sen­tient Ani­mals, SANA AMAL The cre­ation of today. Satan. Sat­urn — moth­er time. These images are only revealed by using the Hor’Ver method Cre­at­ed by Mayet Swan, linked here using instruc­tions giv­en by the Mas­ter Aleis­ter Crow­ley in Botl the Book of The Law.

Al said to drink of BoTh Botl’s mean­ing that the Book of ThoTh is to be worked togeth­er with Botl for results and exam­i­na­tion. This fol­lows the way the eye sees with mir­rors flip­ping the image and the image appear­ing upside down and tuned around in the brain before the brain con­verts it to data and flips it back again.

Hor'Ver 73. Paste the sheets from right to left and from top to bottom: then behold!
73. Paste the sheets from right to left and from top to bot­tom: then behold!

 

I am Woman

I am woman, hear me roar
In num­bers too big to ignore
And I know too much to go back an’ pre­tend
‘Cause I’ve heard it all before
And I’ve been down there on the floor
And no one’s ever gonna keep me down again
Yes, I am wise
But it’s wis­dom born of pain
Yes, I’ve paid the price
But look how much I’ve gained
If I have to, I can do any­thing
I am strong (strong)
I am invin­ci­ble (invin­ci­ble)
I am woman
You can bend but nev­er break me
‘Cause it only serves to make me
More deter­mined to achieve my final goal
And I come back even stronger
Not a novice any longer
‘Cause you’ve deep­ened the con­vic­tion in my soul
Yes, I am wise
But it’s wis­dom born of pain
Yes, I’ve paid the price
But look how much I’ve gained
If I have to, I can do any­thing
I am strong (strong)
I am invin­ci­ble (invin­ci­ble)
I am woman
I am woman, watch me grow
See me stand­ing toe to toe
As I spread my lovin’ arms across the land
But I’m still a lit­tle embryo
With such a long, long way to go
Until I make my broth­er under­stand
Oh yes, I am wise
But it’s wis­dom born of pain
Yes, I’ve paid the price
But look how much I’ve gained
If I have to, I can face any­thing
I am strong (strong)
I am invin­ci­ble (invin­ci­ble)
I am woman
I am woman
I am invin­ci­ble
I am strong
I am woman
I am invin­ci­ble
I am strong
I am woman
I am woman

Destruction of the Old to Make Way for the New

Dear Lyon Milo Duck ette,

Please take your hands off my cre­ation.. K THANX Bye

Was that A no I heard?

Dar­ling olf MAN, you were not invit­ed and you were specif­i­cal­ly denied entry TO THE EQUINOX OF THE GODS and told NO when you request­ed tick­ets for you and gig­gles. Mind you gig­gles would of been invit­ed had she bought for­ward her own work as woman un yoked by man.. sad­ly she is chained by you. speak­ing only when she is allowed to speak and only what you allow her to say.

There is time for you Con­nie to rise above the bull­shit of man, there will be women around you to give you a help­ing hand when­ev­er you need it. Not the ones that are blind­ed by milo light, they are even more bedaz­zled & stunned than you, how­ev­er the GOL and Khe­iron with the Astraea Sis­ters of the Heal­ing Hand will be there. We are legion. I guess you still have hope, that it will be as he said it would be, how­ev­er that bus left the sta­tion long ago, you are the one with the pow­er in your lit­tle hands Connie..it is in you not him. nev­er was in him, had to leech yours.

Milo Milo Choco­late Milk Drink that is very bad for you and full of sug­ar that rots your insides and mag­net­i­cal­ly attach­es to sick­ness. Fun­ny idea of silence you have run­ning your mouth off to all sundry every­where, falling allover your­self with error after error about mat­ter you have no clue about, I mean who was the angel you said of the apoc­a­lypse?

Prob­a­bly sandy they all say sandy.. Milo, sand angels are what kids do when they lie down in sand, there is no alpha Sandy angel.. but *smiles.. there is an amaz­ing Lumiel I know very well.… the for­got­ten arch angel.. Read all about Lumiel here and here and more to come with her/his true attrib­ut­es.. Like wicked sen‘32 se of very dry humour …  Met­al is Iron …  Khe­iron .. heir or iron  .… haha  see it all fits unlike your bol­lucks. dun­no where the 32 came from but ill leave it there ..

it is so embar­rass­ing to the work and the adorable free­dom that is behind the work to see you bow down/kow tow/pray *(to who) & proste­late your­self. (my new word for some­one who grov­els) I mean that pray­ing video? Nina shud­dered and said ooh that man is evil,  Jodi’s mouth caught flies with a “gaaah WTF is that”, Mel was ewww *cringe and I was flab­ber­gast­ed, man you are not real, unlike my real live friends there, your words are emp­ty and we all here want to know what dafuq are you pray­ing to? That word sal­ad was ter­ri­ble and the patri­arch pon­tif­i­cat­ing hell no. Who Dafuq do you think you are? the pope kiss­ing one ring too many ?

Milo, you and every­thing you rep­re­sent are the Why and What and the very rea­son I am here…patriarchal non­sense and priests … damn boy, you tipped those scales way too far over­board.. that “chris­t­ian priest persona“is dis­gust­ing. Very David Kore­sh.. tell them enough times it becomes true eh.…

Hoot­note: I see you doing read­ings with decks oth­er than ThoTh.. sad .. ThoTh only awards loy­al­ty. That would be like me Hor’ver­ing© the Rid­er Waite.. *rolling eyes*. No won­der AL/ThoTh is not hap­py.

My work has been black list­ed by you and OTO and OTO mem­bers are active­ly encour­aged through your miss-use of Mag­ick to ignore my work and dis­miss it. I do believe this goes back to the 90s when I first released the Mayet Man­u­script with the lost 33 degrees. Do you do that with every­one’s work or am I just that spe­cial? and how is that going to look on you when you are exposed for bury­ing truth and tryin gto put it to sleep again?

Today I watched your video of today or yes­ter­day the 30 minute bor­ing ser­mon all about the child and the blood, just a lit­tle dab on the chest. You almost orgasmed over the blood on the chest, did you get more thirsty? Sure looked bad, you showed your underneath..its not nice… oh more on my blood lat­er btw. Any­hoots, I laughed when you said boy child and then you looked side­ways with a slight gri­mace for just that moment too long and said “or girl” and thought yay final­ly he has wok­en up to “oh shit it’s her”

yup­pers he knows IAM here watch­ing *for 30 secs which is all the grey­ness I can stand. So you have final­ly wok­en up to my exis­tence on the same aero’­plane as you. Hi Lyon Milo, do you think  you can shh­hh now? Stop taint­ing and poi­son­ing ME. espe­cial­ly as you do not know what or who ME is.

ME is NUNYA to you. None of your busi­ness. Your job, whether you like it or not is to close down the OTO in it’s cur­rent form and pass your “flock” over to my capa­ble hands. WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT.

Did you tell your flocky brethren that I had destroyed your tem­ple and kicked sand all over it? or are you going to just keep going and pre­tend you still have the pow­er that you do not hold and had to steal and thieve it in the first place? Hon­ey bunch­les, the sun in the south is a woman.. moth­er sun… daugh­ter moon

Saint Frances of the South

I also note you and your lit­tle wifey are beg­ging for mon­ey again on your time­line again.. greedy lit­tle man aren’t you now?.  .. only weeks after you put the gig­gly lit­tle attach­ment up for saint­hood, that alone has earned you more fire IRE than you will know what to do with. You want to make a con a saint? you dis­gust­ing decrepit old man.

Just to bal­ance that fatal boo­boo mis­take of yours. Meet your new REAL Saint. And best every­one get on board with this one real fast.


Saint Frances Fay
Arch (Angel) of the south.

Patron Saint of Dead Chil­dren, youth and those who died acci­den­tal­ly or by sui­cide. Angel of all lost chil­dren and all pagans.
Her true Feast day is July 2nd when we cel­e­brate Can­cer, the moth­er and Great grand­moth­er of all friend and com­pan­ion to every­one. (that’s the 11 bro­ken down for you *smiles) Cel­e­bra­tions are also held on April 30 May 1 for the deaths of all chil­dren, and youth before their time. That goes for all who died before their time, they all come under the lov­ing arms and pro­tec­tion of Saint Frances Fay the beau­ti­ful.

Saint Frances of the south­ern sun, is there for all women suf­fer­ing oppres­sion and will answer cries for help, souls who have been crushed and tears of pain. More on Saint Frances Fay Archangel of the south lat­er.

Yes I made my moth­er not only a saint but an archangel too. I gave her wings Milo, I took my wings off my back and gave them to her to fly with because I can.

Faun — Pan 

Shit Ignant666 and Shi­va called me Faun about 7 years ago now and you just woke up to the par­ty after miss­ing and toss­ing off on it for so long. I must admit to hav­ing mul­ti­ple gig­gle ses­sions with my girls over your sheer hubris and super inflat­ed ego think­ing i was this annoy­ing sim­ple crazy­woman sprout­ing non­sense.

(haha I was) but this non­sense is real and flick­ing me away with your hand shows sooo much more about you than it does about me. Very lack­ing. You have not even had the com­mon decen­cy to say hel­lo and greet me unlike Bart who may delete my com­ments but at least he gives me a love heart with it. NEWS IS you can­not con­trol the nar­ra­tive and you cer­tain­ly can’t con­trol me, even my gov­ern­ment has giv­en me a stamped con­vic­tion of being UNCONTROLLABLE.

I see now why I was told by DoTh to wait to post this announce­ment today, over a month since I emerged shell shocked but very awake. Sim­ply because you could­n’t wait to rat­tle your mouth off, show­ing off just how much you know about today (noth­ing) and mak­ing a total fool of your­self when this comes out with the truth of all your crap.

mr Duck please step down from the pull­pit

so with­out fur­ther ado here is the truth of the Aeon..as revealed through your lies.

Transmutation

First­ly thank you for the trans­mu­ta­tion that I did not ask for. One boon­bane of mine is truth. If some­one lies to me or thwarts me, instant­ly a down­load cur­rent bang of truth hits my data­banks hard. You lied when you said you would not accept a prater intel­li­gence, when you had all been rit­u­alling your­self out of exis­tence since the atroc­i­ty that is Jack Par­son­’s and Lie 49. We shall call him Icarus shall we, flew a bit close to the sun with his illu­sion, and yet I see it is accept­ed as cur­ricu­lum for OTO. Pathet­ic.

From Crow­ley’s Death Day 1st of Decem­ber to the Win­ter Sol­stice on Decem­ber 21 2024 I was being con­di­tioned, upgrad­ed data banks and DNA Changes. It was a time­less process trig­gered by you pub­licly thwart­ing my exis­tence. and I won­der  about that, Did you do it pur­pose­ful­ly so you could con­trol and destroy it before it had begun? Did you for­get who I real­ly am and this is sooo much big­ger than even you can see? It was bin­go after all. My reflec­tions of Doth con­tains the truth .. as I write it and tells of me destroy­ing the tem­ple. There are no tem­ples oth­er than moth­er earth her­self.

1, it is not your choice and has sweet F’all to d with you when how and if any­one, let alone a prater intel­li­gence incar­nates, stick to your own lane. You know Praeter means MORE than Human?

you have con­trolled the nar­ra­tive of ThoTh since you pub­lished your easy to under­stand guide to milos inter­pre­ta­tion of Thoth and now I believe the next one is the tarot archi­tect.. so the world has to read ThoTh to your lim­it­ed under­stand­ing. wow how hor­ren­dous of you.  CROWLEY knew it would be bas­tardized and my job would be tough with­out proof, so he wrote it all in there .. from here to eter­ni­ty the keys will be uncov­ered  

AND well how son, can you write about Tarot when I hold all the keys to ThoTh because I am ThoTh  .. as Al was He was the ibis I am the lady Swan.. the Pen . Writ­ing any book on tarot ThoTh would require one to hold the key to the mir­ror of ThoTh at the very least. All you have is tired fad­ed delud­ed rhetoric that you are already con­di­tion­ing your “flock” with the old famil­iar tired, over­done, worn out brain­wash­ing sto­ry of a birth that nev­er hap­pened. SCHTAP!!!!

Cre­ation has noth­ing to do with a child­birth, or a wee baby bairn,  you all made a com­plete mess of that one by tak­ing out the Moth­er.

You had years to bring out the truth behind ThoTh it is there on the right.. cov­er­ing over the 93 *wink wink. Look close­ly it phas­es.

3141 Lama ALMA Maal with a dip­pythong that makes MAEL not MALE like Samael

these peo­ple are wor­ship­ping you, not the events or changes. Why is that Ducky? Could it be because you put your­self up there front and cen­tre of the whole she­bang as some kin­da apoc­a­lyp­tic GURU /.. the OTO expert on the AEON of ME? OTO Gate­keep­ing? Seems so. How hard is it for you to find mate­r­i­al to fit with your illu­sion over truth, I notice you reached the bot­tom of the Enochi­an bar­rel and man­aged to put your­self up there as an enochi­an mag­ick expert too and you still man­aged to regur­gi­tate the Jesus illu­sion while you were at it. NO IMAGINATION. anoth­er gene miss­ing in man. Appar­ent­ly Enoch is me .. who knew ..I could guess you gath­ered your flock of magi­cians and told them to come to Enochi­an mag­ick class­es for prac­tice and to put baby back to sleep and charged them a for­tune to do it..what is that dona­tions you said? Jim­my bak­er and tam­mie fay had dona­tions too, they all feed off their flock.

All these years with ThoTh and you still haven’t opened the book. I must admit, it is not just the book, the book must reflect in life itself. .. and the book is all about Women and chil­dren first. oh and AL’s secret .. *laugh­ing my head off .…  you know al was THE BEAST right?

The amaz­ing thing is.. I knew exact­ly what the new aeon was about in 1992/93 when I was shown my first vision of it by Kei­th, you can call him Kether if you like. Amaz­ing being he is. Our home was set high above the whole sub­urb of Figtree, three floors, five bed­rooms, three liv­ing areas in Walang Avenue above SAADS shops.

One night Kei­th and I were out star gaz­ing on the back bal­cony, search­ing for satel­lites. we had been lost in it for hours just soak­ing up the uni­verse when kei­th grabbed me and said watch this. He was stand­ing in the mid­dle of the area with his back towards the door and I was fac­ing both him and the house.

As he said that he took a drag on his cig­a­rette and had a big sip of Port, just as he did that from the cor­ner of my eye, I could see some­thing that looked like a star fly­ing down towards us behind and to the side of Kei­th. It came down fast and then curved around the back of Kei­th, by now I was stand­ing next to him under his arm. As the light object came in, it left an echo trail behind it and as it came around me I saw that it was actu­al­ly a 2d pic­ture of a car­toon kan­ga­roo. It spun past me and “bang” slammed into Kei­ths chest, drop­ping the big man to the ground like a fly. He could­nt breathe and just lay there. I took his drink from him and took a long sip of the port myself while I rec­on­ciled what I had just seen, the stun­ning “out of this world”  star with the sil­ly Kan­ga­roo pic­ture.

Part 2 Cre­ation to come in hours

Lumiel The ArchAngel of The New Aeon of ME and The One and Only Apocalypse

Archangel  Lumiel

 Lumiel’s (also known as Lama, Lama’el, Lamas, Lamas­su, Lu Ma, Luma’el, Luma’il, and Lumael) name means “light of God”, and She/he is referred to as the “Light­bear­er”. He is thought to be a Cheribum. The Cheru­bim (plur­al of Cherub) Guardian Angels are mem­bers of the 1st Angel Choir and rank 2nd in the nine orders of angels.

Their name means “out­pour­ing of wis­dom and enlight­en­ment”, since through them radi­ates the light of Divine knowl­edge and under­stand­ing of the mys­ter­ies of God. The Cheru­bim are angel­ic fig­ures that per­form divine duties on earth.

They are not cute lit­tle winged chil­dren as often depict­ed in art. The Cheru­bim are sphinx-like and have four faces (that of a Cherub or ox, a human, a lion, and an eagle) and four wings. They sit at the throne and serve God. Their orig­i­nal respon­si­bil­i­ty was to pro­tect the Gar­den of Eden. They yield a flam­ing sword to guard the way to the Tree of Life. They are the keep­ers of celes­tial records and hold the knowl­edge of God. They move quick­ly and their wings cov­er their body. They are mem­bers of the first choir and sec­ond in the hier­ar­chy of angels. Before falling from Heav­en, Satan was a Cherub.

Lumiel was orig­i­nal­ly con­sid­ered a dark angel because of his asso­ci­a­tion with the con­cept that prayers that involve a ques­tion of “why?” were answered above oth­er prayers, but were con­sid­ered pow­er­ful and dan­ger­ous with unpre­dictable con­se­quences.

He received these “why?” prayers and answered them with either bless­ings or curs­es, depend­ing on the nature of the ques­tion. He appears as a young man clothed in a white tunic and bril­liant white cloak. On his brow, he has a blaz­ing star radi­at­ing rays of pure white light. He also wears a neck­lace of a Tau Cross entwined with a ser­pent. He is also rep­re­sent­ed as sphinx or chimeric, with the body of a lion and the head of a man.

Lumiel is called upon to help you in an emer­gency, but only if it’s an emer­gency. She is invoked at the end of rit­u­als and invo­ca­tions to “clear” unwant­ed spir­its remain­ing, and to exor­cise hid­den demons. In Islam, HE is invoked in rites of exor­cism.

Plan­et under ruler­ship is Earth;
Ele­ment is Air;
Day is Tues­day;
Sym­bol is the Tau Cross;
Let­ter com­po­si­tion is brown ink on blue paper;
Tarots are the World (XXI), The Fool (0), and the Her­mit (IX);
Rit­u­al can­dle col­ors are dark green and brown;
Com­pli­men­ta­ry col­or is green;
Gem­stones are emer­ald and quartz; and
Flowers/Herbs are red rose and 5‑petaled wild rose.

That is what this book is about, to try to dis­cov­er the ori­gins of the Archangel Lumiel As you will see from my research there is very lit­tle infor­ma­tion about this elu­sive Archangel, and what is known, or pro­posed, is in many ways con­tra­dic­to­ry, and in some case extreme­ly mis­lead­ing. Some of what you are about to read may appear con­tro­ver­sial, and it is! Main­ly because for hun­dred of years, many Bib­li­cal mis­in­ter­pre­ta­tions have been ignored and these appar­ent incon­tro­vert­ible facts have nev­er been seri­ous­ly ana­lyzed. Lumiel the angel for the pro­tec­tion of soul, body emo­tions and the mind, He pro­tects the soul from sep­a­ra­tion and dis-empow­er­ment, the body from ill health, and the mind and emo­tions from dam­age and neg­a­tive vibra­tions.
Lumiel

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Archangel Lumiel — Angelic & Planetary Correspondences

Name of Plan­et under ruler­ship: Earth.
Plan­et Name in Hebrew: Eretz
Hebrew Mean­ing: Earth or Land.
Teach­ing Angel: Lumiel
Cor­rect Pro­nun­ci­a­tion: Loo-ME-EL.
Celes­tial Title: The Light­bear­er.
Tra­di­tion — Angel iden­ti­fied in Not iden­ti­fied.
Hebrew Name: None iden­ti­fied.
Hebrew Let­ter: None iden­ti­fied.
Egypt­ian Name:: Osiris.
Sta­tion: Archangel, Plan­e­tary and Teach­ing Angel.
Ruler of: Not applic­a­ble.
Guardian Angel of Plan­et: Meta­tron.
Greek/Roman God of Plan­et: Ado­nis.
Met­al: Not iden­ti­fied .
Day: All Days of the Week.
Month: All.
Hours of Day Ruled: All Hours.
Month Ruled: Not iden­ti­fied.
Cycle of Results: 12 Months.
Orbit: 12 Months.
Fixed Stars: None.
Days to Avoid work­ing with Archangel Lumiel None.
Gems: Emer­ald and Quartz
Rit­u­al Can­dle Colour: Dark­Green, Brown.
Plan­e­tary Colour: Blue
Sym­bol: Tau Cross.
Har­ran /Hermentics Colour: N/A.
Com­pli­men­ta­ry Colour: Green.
Colours of the Pen­ta­cle of Lumiel: Vio­let.
Astral Colour: Not iden­ti­fied.
Sym­bol: Tau Cross.
Tarot Card(s) The World (XXI ), The Fool (0 ) and the Her­mit( IX)
Plan­e­tary Num­ber: Not iden­ti­fied.
Tal­is­man Size/Sides: Not iden­ti­fied.
Num­bers of the Earth: 0, 9, 20.
Mag­i­cal Note: Not iden­ti­fied.
Direc­tion Ruled: Not iden­ti­fied.
Degree: Not iden­ti­fied.
Angel­ic Thought­form: Strong proud tree (Any kind ).
Fruit: Not iden­ti­fied.
Tree: Not iden­ti­fied.
Flowers/Herbs: Red Rose, Wild Rose (5 petals).
Insect: Not iden­ti­fied.
Ani­mals: Not iden­ti­fied.
Anato­my Gov­erned: Not iden­ti­fied.
Riv­er Ruled: All.
let­ter Como­si­tion: Blue Paper — Brown Ink.
Mag­i­cal Script: Any.
Plan­e­tary Spir­it: Not iden­ti­fied.
Plan­e­tary Intel­li­gence: Not iden­ti­fied.
Olympic Spir­it: Not iden­ti­fied.
Demon of the Day: Not iden­ti­fied.
Incense, Oils, Per­fumes and Inks: Click here.
Relat­ed Astro­log­i­cal Cor­re­spon­dences:
Earth: Click here.
Relat­ed Ele­men­tal Cor­re­spon­dences: Click here.
Earth:
Relat­ed Kab­bal­is­tic Cor­re­spon­dences: Click here.
Relat­ed Deities: Osirus, Ado­nis, Pan, Krish­na, Lucifer. (Incor­rect­ly iden­ti­fied with Satan.)
Mis­cel­la­neous Infor­ma­tion:
Archangel Lumiel -(Hebrew) “Light of God” — He appears a young man clothed on a white tunic and bril­liant white cloak. Accord­ing to some, on his brow he has a blaz­ing star radi­at­ing rays of pure white light. he also wears a neck­lace of a Tau cross entwined with a ser­pent.
In the Angel­ic Mag­ic of Made­line Mon­tal­ban Lucifer­’s iden­ti­fi­ca­tion as “The Morn­ing Star” (Venus) equates him with ‘Lumiel’, whom she regard­ed as the Archangel of Light.
He is the Lord of the Morn­ing Star and the Lux Mun­di (Light of the World) whose rebirth from dark­ness we cel­e­brate at the win­ter sol­stice.
Angel­ic Sig­na­ture:
There is a know Angel­ic Sig­na­ture for the Archangel Lumiel, but this has only been pub­lished in pri­vate cir­cles.
Signs & Sym­bols Relat­ed — Archangel Lumiel and the Earth: Click here.
The Archangel Gov­erns:
Mag­i­cal Inten­tions: The World and issues relat­ing to the World (Earth). He may be called upon to assist you with help in an emer­gency, but only if it is an emer­gency. He is the Teach­ing Angel of all peo­ples of the Earth espe­cial­ly women.

Influ­ences: All things direct­ly to do with the Earth.

Neg­a­tive aspects: None iden­ti­fied.

Note: Accord­ing to Peter de Abano, “…. that the first hour of the day, of every Country,and in every sea­son what­so­ev­er, is to be assigned to the Sun-ris­ing, when he first appeareth aris­ing in the hori­zon: and the first hour of the night is to be the thir­teenth hour, from the first hour of the day .…” Accord­ing to occult law a day starts at day­break, not at mid­night.

The read­er does not require any pri­or mag­i­cal train­ing or knowl­edge, how­ev­er it is also suit­able for the advance prac­ti­tion­er wish­ing an intro­duc­tion to the Mag­ic of the Angels of Men (Pauline Art).

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The Wheel is Broken

I saw a post today on a ThoTh group that stat­ed about “the eter­nal wheel” my sens­es screamed noooooo. The Wheel is not eter­nal, the wheel was invent­ed by man not the GODS.

How and when was the wheel invented?
  • The earliest evidence of the wheel is from around 4200–4000 BC in Mesopotamia
    
    
  • The first wheels were likely solid disks or sliced tree trunks
    
    

Just like “there are no straight lines in space” there­fore no cubes in space. There is also no wheels in Space.

Oh go on show me the the wheel neb­u­la, I bet you find one.


Cart­wheel Galaxy, close enough even though it is an ellip­tic flare out spi­ral.

The point being is that humans invent­ed the wheel after SOOZ was destroyed by Man and HE did not have the knowl­edge to rebuild it. Hence the dodgy broth­ers wheel sys­tem that has been put in place that has to reset itself every two or so thou­sand years due to falling apart from the lies that cre­at­ed it in the first place. Lyon Line decay. The time of the patri­ar­chal priest is over and done. There are two things HE has miss­ing in his mea­gre 80 or so genes and that is intu­ition and instinct, both the most inte­gral parts of any spir­i­tu­al advis­er. Hence why man has to learn by rote.

It has no choice but to repeat the mis­takes com­pound­ed till now. Until the wheel was smashed on 21st Decem­ber 2024, the tem­ples destroyed, the pow­er switched off per­ma­nent­ly.

The Wheel that nev­er was, nev­er is and nev­er will be.

I was med­i­tat­ing on this today while clean­ing the table  a few drops of Bar­ry’s water had dropped next to the deck and Botl and I noticed that the Char­i­ot card was wet at the bot­tom, I laughed and thought back to “bring­ing in the water”, the fer­til­i­ty rites I had under­tak­en and pub­lished for spring equinox and Beltane in the South­ern Hemi­sphere. what start­ed it all turn­ing and smash­ing in the first place.

Then I think of Milo Duck­ette with his tru­ly embar­rass­ing, igno­rant male priesty  video of him pray­ing to some­one about a child, the daugh­ter of GOD .. How fake. A month before he was say­ing he would­n’t accept the incar­na­tion of a Praeter intel­li­gence; and yet here we are, now he is pray­ing about them. Save your prayers for your­self, you will need them when your flock realise you do not have a clue about the Aeon of now. My Mis­sion state­ment will soon be released.
Post­script : cre­ation is NOT about mak­ing babies .. even praeter babies..

Cre­ation is an amaz­ing process from con­cep­tu­al inspi­ra­tion to birth and unveil. LMNS — SNML

Right next to that smashed wheel on that table of fate is the heart built Ora­cle sys­tem giv­en by Cronos the Swan to his eter­nal mate in the mir­ror, being built in the noc­tur­nal world with bud­dy and mas­cot Bar­ry the Bet­tong

This is 2025 the time for vir­gin births  went out with “san­ta claus” sub­terfuge to a 6 year old kid who knows bet­ter.

As did the Wheel, and While I was med­i­tat­ing on the Wheel today, I realised I had already pub­lished the truth about the wheel back in 1992, dur­ing the wed­ding of fire and water. So please con­sid­er that the wheel has explod­ed, smashed nev­er to be repaired and you can con­sid­er me to be the preg­nant nun of con­cep­tion.

The Wheel

The wheel goes up
the wheel goes down
the wheel keeps turn­ing
around and around

Light­ing the mir­rors
on the curves of life
accel­er­at­ing the image
on the blade of a knife

Through one loop
and out the next
faster and faster
base over apex.

The light trav­els for­ward
gath­er­ing to it a past
grow­ing brighter and brighter
how long can it last

Before it explodes
from all into one
and from the big end­ing
a new uni­verse called nun

Again on its jour­ney
star­ing fresh and anew
some facts only known
by an elite cho­sen few

The light that starts off
with a mes­sage to send
remains essen­tial­ly unchanged
from end through to end.