In the distant past, there stood a grand monument to the knowledge of mankind—a beacon of wisdom and discovery. But history swallowed it whole, and an untold wealth of understanding was lost to time, leaving behind a crumbling puzzle that becomes harder to solve with each passing day. The most important works of humanity, including the Septuagint, were scribed here—a house meant to safeguard the achievements of the greatest minds. It held the histories of the ancients, yet now, the library itself is ancient to us. The evils of men have buried the truth beneath centuries of dust and deception.
But truth does not die. It lingers, waiting to be uncovered. Waiting to be spoken once more.
One day, I glimpsed something beyond the veil of this world. During deep meditation, I felt myself swept into a vast current a river of light and sacred geometry, flowing endlessly beyond space and time. I saw realms beyond our understanding, beings beyond human form. And at the center of it all, radiating existence itself. An overwhelming presence limitless, boundless, infinite, I stood at the foot of God’s throne. It was no god of books or temples, no deity of men’s making. It simply was. A force of pure creation, all things emanating from and returning to it, the very fabric of reality woven from its being. I was unworthy to witness it, yet I was allowed to stand before it.
I asked to see my brother. No answer.
I asked if it was the God of Abraham. Silence.
I asked how to worship it. Still, nothing.
I was not there to receive answers—only to see. To know.
I can never begin to comprehend why I received this gift. I am not a great man; I am not a holy man. I have no visions, I no longer dream. Lost in the static of the modern world like the rest of us.
Since that moment, my path has changed. My atheist beliefs were shattered; I could no longer deny its existence. I seek the fragments of lost knowledge, the echoes of truth buried beneath the myths and ruins of time. I do not claim to have the answers, only the relentless desire to find them.
This is where the journey begins. We shall dig so truth can break free and shine brightly once more.
I will not disappoint the Creator I witnessed. Though I do not fully understand Him or the truth hidden within the myths of the past, I place my faith in Him to guide my way.
Join me as we explore religions, history, science, conspiracies, and the occult, unraveling fact from fiction in an age of misinformation and blind scientific worship. The past is calling, and the answers lie hidden in its echoes.
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