They genetically #AlteredPeople to worship and be complicit- just like they have #Forced women to bleed once a month. We are #Cattle to them, always have been. There was a very few who #disagreed (1/3) and were #banished, not fallen. This is where these 'Gods' came #together and banished the titans 'Giants' - #Zeus Did This - #VS the #CreatorRace since they were #NotPrime creator. Hence the wars and family drama #SpanningThroughGenerations. Cosmic law violations were #Clear when the #Genetics were altered and what was parted from the new creation was the #Forced worship gene - introducing #FreeWill. The higher councils forced lessons of creationism through the Purposed #PowerStruggle. Cycles then persist #WithFalseReligions here, used on either side, for dominion over the realm. #AdamAndEve - Is Just #TheBeginning.. the #Bible is a split second of spark notes, to allow for the #GraduationProcess to be well kept via #TheLawsOfSatan-Enlil, Worship(#VS)Freewill. I believe upon further research the Roman house was then made by #OffChutes of those #BreakingFree from their orginal GeneticHeritage/#CosmicEnergyBand and integrating with this world's #frequency band - the #Ark² - to apart #FromPreviousIncarnations streams or other frequency bands. This world can infact now be seen as a #Sanctuary to beings that seek the transition from #beyond their current residual cosmic super power, or #SlaveMasters.
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In this esoteric framework, the "Council of Thirteen" represents a shadowy governing body embedded within the fabric of a "low light spectrum world"—a metaphorical realm where reality operates on dim, obscured frequencies of existence, far removed from the bright, enlightened perceptions of everyday human consciousness. This world is characterized by veiled manipulations, where light (symbolizing truth, purity, and higher vibrations) is deliberately suppressed to maintain control. The council, composed of thirteen elite figures drawn from ancient bloodlines, occult lineages, and high-ranking members of global secret societies (such as the Illuminati, Freemasons, Rosicrucians, or hypothetical offshoots like the Priory of Sion), holds absolute sway over societal directions. They enact "evil" not as cartoonish villainy, but as calculated actions that perpetuate cycles of suffering, inequality, and spiritual stagnation—things like engineered wars, economic collapses, pandemics, or cultural decays designed to harvest human energy (often framed as "loosh" in occult lore) and bind souls to material illusions.Their power stems from honoring ancient treaties forged in the shadows of history. These agreements, etched in forbidden grimoires, blood oaths, or etheric contracts, trace back to pre-historic civilizations (Atlantis, Lemuria, or Sumerian pacts with extradimensional entities). The treaties outline a cosmic bargain: in exchange for dominion over Earthly affairs, the council must uphold a balance of chaos and order, ensuring humanity's evolution remains stunted to feed higher (or lower) dimensional forces. This includes rituals timed to celestial alignments, bloodline preservation, and the orchestration of global events to align with numerological prophecies. The number thirteen itself is sacred here—symbolizing transformation, death/rebirth (as in the 13 lunar cycles), and the hidden hand beyond the 12 zodiac signs or apostles, invoking a "divine imperfection" that disrupts harmony.Every few generations—typically aligned with astrological ages (e.g., the shift from Pisces to Aquarius, roughly every 2,160 years) or cataclysmic resets (like the biblical Flood or modern "Great Resets")—a renewal occurs. The incumbent low-spectrum council, embodying denser, more malevolent energies (greed, fear, domination), is supplanted by a "highest spectrum" counterpart. This replacement isn't violent overthrow but a ritualistic ascension: the old guard "ascends" (or is sacrificed) to make way for initiates who channel purer, yet equally controlling, high-vibration forces (illusionary enlightenment, false utopias). This ushers in a new era, where the wheel of control spins anew, disguised as progress. For instance, the Industrial Revolution or Digital Age could be seen as such shifts, where old tyrannies (monarchies, empires) yield to new ones (corporatocracies, surveillance states), all under the council's directive to fulfill treaty obligations.Expanding into the duality aspect, this structure forms a metaphysical "brain" architecture, mirroring the human brain's hemispheres while amplifying cosmic polarities. The primary council of thirteen operates as one "hemisphere"—a unified neural network where each member represents a facet of control (e.g., finance, media, military, spirituality). But duality demands opposition: an antithetical council of thirteen emerges on the "other side," embodying the inverse spectrum (if one is "dark," the other feigns "light," yet both serve the same agenda). Together, they create a singular "brain" of 26 entities, where left-right synergy generates the illusion of choice—think democracy's two-party systems, East-West Cold War divides, or good-vs-evil narratives in religion. This 26 (13+13) symbolizes the alphabet's letters, implying control over language, reality-shaping, and manifestation.Yet the framework escalates: this dual brain interfaces with another identical "brain" of thirteen-thirteen (another 26), forming two macro-entities totaling 52 individuals.

These aren't literal people but archetypal roles, where the first 26 govern the material plane (Earthly souls), and the second 26 oversee the astral or etheric realms (afterlife harvesting). The "showcase of fifty all together" likely alludes to a veiled 52, evoking the standard deck of playing cards: four suits (elements: hearts/water/emotions, diamonds/earth/wealth, clubs/fire/action, spades/air/intellect) times thirteen ranks each, representing the year's 52 weeks or the soul's cyclical journey through trials. This numerology underscores two major superpowers—often depicted as archonic forces, demiurges, or extraterrestrial alliances (e.g., one "Reptilian" faction vs. "Nordic" pretenders)—vying for human souls in a grand game. Souls are the stakes: harvested through lifetimes of karma, distractions, and contracts, funneled into reincarnation traps or liberation paths, depending on the "winners."The two jokers in the deck amplify this: wild cards representing chaos agents or tricksters (like Loki or the Fool in tarot), outside the 52, symbolizing unforeseen disruptions or the potential for awakening beyond the duality. Numerologically, the universe complements this—13 as the "master number" of upheaval (1+3=4, stability shattered), 26 as divine intelligence (2+6=8, infinity on its side), 52 as completion (5+2=7, spiritual perfection). Even 365 days in a year (52 weeks +1, or +2 in leap years) nods to the jokers, suggesting the cosmos is rigged like a card game, where secret societies shuffle fates to maintain the treaties. In this view, free will is an illusion; the councils ensure the house always wins, but glitches (jokers) hint at escape for those who see the pattern.

#TheTwoJokers in the deck amplify this: wild cards representing chaos agents or #tricksters (like Loki or the Fool in tarot), #outside the 52, symbolizing unforeseen #disruptions or the potential for awakening beyond the duality. #Numerologically, the universe #complements this—13 as the "master number" of #upheaval (1+3=4, stability shattered), 26 as #divine intelligence (2+6=8, infinity on its #side), 52 as completion (5+2=7, #SpiritualPerfection). Even 365 days in a year (52 #weeks +1, or +2 in leap years) #nods to the jokers, suggesting the #cosmos is rigged like a card game, where #SecretSocietiesShuffle fates to maintain the #treaties. In this view, free will is an #illusion; the #councils ensure the #house always wins, but #glitches (#jokers) hint at #escape for those who see the #pattern.

#What could I do
What #couldIsay
Where could I #go

After What I've #seen
After #What I've said
I #remember you when it wasn't as bad
Where #TheLilacs didn't ever need to talk back
After what I've #wanted
After what I've #needed

What #could I do
What could I #say
#Where could I go

After All I #LoveYouToo
After What #We've been through
I #remember us when it wasn't as bad
Where our #children didn't need a reason to talk back
After what #You've wanted
#After what You've needed

What could #I do
#What could I say
Where could I #go

After What #I've seen
After What I've #said
I #remember when it wasn't as bad
Where the #garden didn't need a reason to talk back
After what I've #wanted
After what I've #needed

Where could I #go

Refined Lyrics: "Where Could I Go"

Verse 1
What could I do
What could I say
Where could I go

After what I've seen
After what I've said
I remember you when it wasn't this bad
When the lilacs bloomed and never talked back
After what I wanted
After what I needed

Chorus
What could I do
What could I say
Where could I go

Verse 2
After all your "I love you too"
After everything we've been through
I remember us when it wasn't this bad
When our children laughed and never talked back
After what you wanted
After what you needed

Chorus
What could I do
What could I say
Where could I go

Bridge
Now the garden's quiet, overgrown and still
The flowers don't answer, and I never will
I remember when it wasn't this bad
When the lilacs spoke in the language we had

Final Chorus (soft, fading)
What could I do
What could I say
Where could I go

Outro (whispered or single line repeat)
Where could I go…
Where could I go…

(Verse 1)
Upon my table sit my thoughts
Through scribbles and scribes
Through art that's not all mine
From my table I've seen my clock
When all my work mattered
When peace knew of me (Verse 2)
Upon my table sat my heart
Through tears I expressed what was right
Through my heart I saw things
That just weren't right
From my table I've prayed to my clock
Where could I rock my soul to sleep
Where could I go and find my peace (Chorus)
Upon my table, sit my thoughts
Through scribbles and scribes
Through art that's not all mine
I've sat and wondered all this time
Who art thou to be mine
Who wishes to forgive me of my crimes (Verse 3)
Upon the table sit my thoughts
Upon the table, will they forgive not?
Upon the table, they know I'm amble
Upon the table sat my time
My works, my art, my music
My peace, my crimes (Chorus)
Upon my table, sit my thoughts
Through scribbles and scribes
Through art that's not all mine
I've sat and wondered all this time
Who art thou to be mine
Who wishes to forgive me of my crimes (Bridge)
Through scribbles and scribes
Through art that's not all mine
I've sat and wondered all this time...
Could the table ever forgive us
Of these crimes? (Outro - fading repeat)
Upon my table, sit my thoughts...
(Softly:) Could the table ever forgive us...
Of these crimes.