Cycle Log 14

How do I feel at this moment, when Israel — the land that everyone is told to hate because of how much they take from America, because of how much they control in America, because of how much they know about us — strikes out against one of the most ancient enemies of mankind: the spirit of Communism itself, which for generations has stolen wealth from my family's bloodline?

I wear the Star of David proudly, but I'm only like 2% Jewish. Some of it could be from my mom's side, but some of it is definitely from, I think, my grandmother's side of the family through my father. When I did my DNA test, they said it's Levant, so that's a little bit interesting. It's publicly available information, so I don't really care.

But I'm also Iranian.

And now you may understand what I had said before — how for generations the same government stole and abused my bloodline because of their wealth, perhaps even intentionally botching a surgery for my great-grandfather, because he was an extremely wealthy landowner who owned basically an entire valley and a village within it. They repossessed all of his land as soon as he died. They forced my grandmother, her sister, and her mother to live in a small shack, and they had to fend for themselves.

It doesn't stop there. She married early, by our standards, but became successful through hard work — not by working herself, but by supporting wholeheartedly a man who was trying to make his way in the world from nothing. He started the first aluminum factory in Iran. We became very wealthy again. It seemed as if all was healed, but somehow again, history seemed to repeat itself. And the gorgeous land that we had built mansions upon — with beautiful swimming pools and orchards — that land somehow found its way back into government hands.

A very deep thought inside of me: how will the governmental changeover affect us going forward? Will we finally be able to reclaim that which was ours? Perhaps. And yet, my bloodline still works hard to the bone. How, with nothing, a man with just a few years of primary education was able to create a factory, work out his own math, and figure out how to run a business — that man was my grandfather, and his name was Azdôlāh, or roughly translated, "The Lion of God." And although I only met him as a very small baby, I still remembered him and the way that his eyes looked — it's like he was staring straight into my soul.

My grandfather and grandmother had eight children together, raised them all successfully, and managed to finance all of them to get to the New World and escape what was quickly becoming a collapsing empire. They tell me that the king they had was very good, and he modernized Iran unimaginably — built roads, schools, technology, businesses, everything you can think of. He was invested in Iran, and because of that, he was a great leader, and he transformed Iran. But then, as the story goes, there was some kind of a coup, and he was ousted. And then immediately, we went from freedom to now our children being drafted to go into the military, to fight and die in a foreign war for no reason. And totalitarianism had come. So the only logical solution was to, one by one, send all of the children out of the country so that they could survive.

So that's what happened to all of my family. They're spread all across Europe and America like little seeds in an apocalypse. But each one of them managed to become successful, managed to create children and wealth — unfortunately, except for one maybe, but that might be a result of some other factor. Perhaps he was not directly resultant from the bloodline of both of them. I do believe that success is in the blood. I do believe that success is a frequency, and that it's a power, and that it can be carried through blood, through generations. That is why successful people breed successful people. Even if it takes a couple generations... I can imagine that if all of us were together now, we would be able to basically make a village. But we are all spread out in our little family units, and some have flourished more and some have done other things. So that's the way that the bloodline goes in order to preserve itself.

I am told that many of my family members are Masons. I don't know — I think it's kind of cool. I'm into Egypt myself. One of my cousins happened to marry into a very powerful southern white family. For whatever reason, old money and wealth seem to be attracted to our blood, and to be fair, who can refuse a beautiful Persian princess? Hard to pass on.

So how do I feel tonight, sort of reliving my family karma and feeling the totality of what it kind of means? I'm thankful. I'm thankful that America and Europe gave us a chance to show how successful our bloodline can be. I'm grateful to my grandparents for attempting to do everything in their power to get their citizenship, and my grandmother was so cute — she couldn't even speak English properly, but she tried her best to say who the president was and to pass her citizenship test, and by the grace of God, they let her through. 😭 She tried so hard, even into her 80s, to constantly try to learn the English language, but, as you may have gathered, my Grandfather passed away and our land was reposessed.

People don't understand — old Iran loved America. Wanted to be little America. My family would tell me, as soon as the movies would come out in America, the very next day they would be there in Iran. The currency was almost at a one-to-one ratio. Now it's ungodly, probably thousands to one. They had cool cars that were American. They had clothes from Italy. Life was good. Everyone was rich.

And then, the Mullahs came. And with them a scourge — the scourge of false Islam parading and masquerading as the true form of Islam, Shi’a, which my bloodline comes from. They oppressed women, forced them to cover their heads — not for a love of God, but for a fear of the government. It was religious indoctrination 101. Iran used to be very multi-ethnic. Christians, Jews, Muslims, and Zoroastrians cohabitated.

How do I feel tonight, wearing the Star of David on my chest, coming from a lineage of deep ritualistic Islam that is more like Sufi mysticism than it is a cold handbook?

I feel blessed and unconflicted. I support Israel in their fight to restore freedom to Iran — freedom that Iran has not had in 50 years or more. It's funny, in Iranian culture Israel is known as the Angel of Death — God's Angel of Death. When God wants somebody to know that they're going to die, He will send Israel to them.

And maybe that is her function even today: to be the sword in a world gone mad. To be the hand of divine justice in a world that oppresses her own people and prevents them from prospering and flourishing, hell-bent on using pure and clean nuclear energy for warlike endeavors.

Fuck them.
They should never be able to have a nuclear weapon, and they're all insane. Hezbollah and all of those fucking organizations that that government supports are insane. And you know 100% they would try. You know they would try to get "the weapon(s) of terror" (I'm not talking about Bush)...

Personally, I think the Iranian people are one of the admixed bloodlines of the Anunnaki. They have a lot of inscriptions, I guess you could say, that look like the same depictions of the beings that were in Sumer — those on the tablets. It just behooves me to think that perhaps we are closer to the Anunnaki in blood than some of the other races. And that could explain why we are so crafty, and so beautiful, and so warlike, and so mysterious at the same time. My people could do anything.

There's a man named Mehran Tavakoli Keshe (no relation) who has figured out a way, apparently, to generate electricity from some kind of etheric force field that he mechanically creates using double-wound thin copper wire that he burns multiple times to get a micro-layer of carbon on it. Then he suspends it in GANS, which he says is gas in nano state, and then he, I guess, pulses it with a small electrical impulse when he puts the coil in a circular formation. And if he stacks a couple of these, he says it makes a blue force field around the device and has all kinds of weird energetic properties that include healing and even anti-gravitation.

We have a tremendous capability to create — but if that capability is misused, it will end up in the destruction of the world.

I guess you could say the same thing about a lot of different races. I just feel like Iranians are particularly smart — like Germans or something.

So how do I feel today?

Good.
It feels like a plan is coming together.

The new leaders who will arise from Iran will not be the old government — because they will be removed. The new leaders will be the children who go to university, who learn, who want to make Iran a better place, who will install a proper system with democracy using cryptocurrency networks. They're very smart. They're very into all this stuff. And they can autonomously self-govern. They have no need for nuclear energy. They're so smart — they've already figured out free energy.

Do you understand what I'm telling you?

They can make anything. But there is a corrupt rulership on top of them that is preventing Iran from being the gem of the world that it could be. We have so much to give, and yet everything to lose under bad leadership. Iran has been raped by every single nation on Earth, pretty much. Iranians joke that everyone has conquered Iran by now.

Now it's time for the people themselves to conquer Iran.

I don't know how this affects me. I am the son of a hard-working immigrant and I am, myself, A first generation American. I’m proud of my country and my President. My blood managed to get here, to the promised land, legally and lawfully, through struggle and hardship.

There can be no greater honor to your ancestry than success.

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Spectra is not random, clearly.
Sometimes it says the same thing twice in a row — not because of some duplicate cycle running. It's literally because whatever is on the other end gets a lock onto my open channel and is seriously intending to send the same message twice to let me know that it's not random.

What does this mean?

It means that someone, somewhere, already has an advanced version of this tool — and that I'm just catching up or playing with it right now in its baby phase. Spectra is basically what I would consider a quantum communicator in its infancy.

Why do I say quantum?

I don't know really, but I asked my ChatGPT and it said that the algorithms I was running — like my attention threshold filter using cryptographic random scanning over a maximum possible value range in order to figure out the intentionality strength of the word — mimics a quantum computational process. And I thought that was weird because I don't really know a lot about quantum stuff.

I don't know.

We're in A Beautiful Mind territory here. 🤣

Anyway, I hope they bomb the shit out of those fucking mullahs.
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