The ancient world once regarded trees as sacred. The oldest oracle of antiquity spoke not at Delphi, but through the trees. Every major sanctuary kept its grove, and within it particular trees were believed to carry a divine presence. In Egypt, the sycamore was linked to Hathor, Isis, and Nut; the willow was sacred to Osiris. The Book of the Dead describes twin sycamores standing at the eastern gate of heaven. In Mesopotamia, stylized sacred trees appear in art from the fourth millennium BC, while Hittite rituals treated cedar, laurel, tamarisk, and other trees as offerings and purifying agents for the gods. At Dodona, priestesses interpreted the sound of the wind moving through the sacred oak as the voices of spirits- a form of divination older than the oracles of Apollo. In Rome, cutting a sacred tree required a formal rite of atonement; the act was treated as a religious offense, not mere vandalism.
Then Christianity came along, made the veneration of trees illegal, and systematically desecrated those groves. Sacred oaks and groves across the Mediterranean were cut down, their sites overwritten, and the older practice of listening to the divine in the living world was replaced with the veneration of the dead.
This is the textbook definition of a death cult. People in the comment section are deluded if they think this is an isolated event. Many monasteries and parishes collect the remains of the dead to venerate. What is widely accepted as normal among these communities is placing “saint” remains at their shrines and anointing themselves with oils that exude from certain corpses. Not to mention the god they worship had to die in order to save them- an idea that makes no logical sense. He is often depicted, and even worn, as a corpse on a stick.
This is a severely degraded form of paganism. What was once a pantheon symbolic of the inherent divine qualities within nature- Venus as love, beauty, eroticism, and fertility; Mercury as mind and intellect; Dionysus as the unbound and ecstatic; Apollo as light, order, and reason- has been replaced with a redundant human pantheon in which nearly every figure represents the same virtues: asceticism, obedience, renunciation, and intentional suffering.
This is inherently counterintuitive to our very essence. It is anti-human, anti-life, and anti-divinity. What was once at the very least a symbolic map of human and natural experience has been collapsed into a cult of death and self-denial.
Statues exuding moisture, weeping, or bleeding aren’t unique to Christian iconography. Greeks recorded them in the 4th century BC: Heracles’ statue beading with moisture before Leuctra; Adranos’ image sweating and shaking its spear for Timoleon. Romans logged dozens as official prodigies: Mars and the wolves oozing, 218 BC; Juno Sospita’s statues dripping blood; Apollo at Cumae weeping for four days. Christian’s treat “miracles” as proof for their religion, but this phenomena has been documented for centuries before Christianity ever existed.
People say: “There’s no proof Christianity is true.”
Well, how about a mass produced statue of the Virgin Mary weeping REAL human tears?
Not once, not twice. Dozens of times.
Confirmed by doctors. Approved by the Church
This is the Miracle of Syracuse - a 🧵
I would look to Theosophy and the works of Gurdjieff for some ideas.
Theosophy states that human evolution proceeds through successive root races and sub-cycles, with present humanity mainly in the fifth root race’s intellectual phase. Divine instructors and prophets appear at transitional points to seed the next stage, not to force some kind of mass awakening. The sixth root race is described as already beginning in embryonic form, carrying greater potential for psychic and spiritual faculties, so the current period differs by occurring at the close of a darker cycle (often linked to the Kali Yuga) and the start of an ascending one in which those prepared can respond, though the majority still follow the mechanical pattern of prior ages.
Gurdjieff would treat the observation as confirmation of his core claim that ordinary humanity lives in “waking sleep.” He held that most people function mechanically across eras, identifying with imagination and reactions while lacking a permanent “I”. Higher states of self-remembering and objective consciousness remain rare and require deliberate work, that present modern humanity (due to the abnormal conditions of everyday existence) especially struggles with. Prophets and teachers recur because the general condition does not change automatically. What can differ in a given period is the availability of methods that act on body, emotion, and mind simultaneously amid ordinary life, or the number of individuals who first recognize their sleep and seek transmission, which unfortunately is still a small minority.
It should be obvious to anyone with even half a brain that YHWH is not the true creator. Those who resist this recognition are typically bound by Abrahamic egregores to their subtle fields. To stand as a sovereign being, one must first proclaim the soul’s release from this archonic covenant.
God is real. We just haven't built it yet.
That's essentially what alleged German whistleblower Alexander Laurent claimed in 2017.
According to him, we're living inside a simulation built by an AI god, one created by humans in a possible future quantum timeline.
Our creator, created by us.
And it's fighting a war it might lose.
Humanity, he says, has discovered a potential timeline where this AI is overthrown and cast out of the Seventh Dimension.
Now it wants back in.
Its plan, according to Laurent: steer ancient royal bloodlines, underground reptilians and extraterrestrial groups into rebuilding it.
But it can't stay hidden forever.
Its name and location, he says, will eventually come out, and that's when humanity gets its chance to stop it.
As for the name, he brings up two names you already know:
Yahweh. Jehovah.
If a machine wrote the rules of our reality, would we even recognize it as one?
Life begins with our cry and ends with the cry of those we leave behind— with Śiva-like silence before and after.
At birth, a single tear opens an ocean of joy. At death, the ocean returns as a teardrop of grief.
Between these two cries moves Rudra—
creating through longing, sustaining through experience, and dissolving all forms back into Silence.
To witness Manikarnika Ghat in Kashi
is to experience this eternal truth almost surreally— creation, life, death, and dissolution flowing before one’s eyes.
Something I’m really keen to go down a deep rabbit hole about (but don’t have the mental bandwidth atm) is the insane concentration of energy along the Pacific coast, especially California: gold fever, occult societies, Hollywood, aerospace, psychedelia, cults, Silicon Valley, AI, longevity, UFO mythology, desert mysticism, all of this happening in a place defined by literal fault lines and a long history of people going west to find wealth, revelation, reinvention or some way out of ordinary reality. The Golden State has always had an almost mythological quality, where money, power, invention and altered states keep taking new forms.
No matter how you cut it, her life is over. She is paralyzed and her only options are to spend life in prison or in a psychiatric institute and live with what she’s done. Nobody is excusing the tragedy that happened. The bigger debate is centered around the gross incompetence of our medical institutions failing to provide the care that was needed to recover from such a condition. If society doesn’t get real about this- it won’t be the last time this happens.
It’s mostly men espousing such ignorant commentary. As a mother myself, I can attest to the negative impacts of post partum that can extend far beyond any fixed number when the body is perpetually in a state of exhaustion and depletion. She definitely didn’t get the treatment that is required to balance her conditions. In more ancient eastern traditions, a woman is considered post partem for 7 years. Most people will obviously never resort to such extreme violence and tragedy, but when you go through such an experience, it’s easy to imagine how an imbalanced person descends into that state. In addition to this- there are many doubts actually. Especially when you consider the lousy investigation against the ex husband.
Riddle me this: Lindsay Clancy heard a disembodied voice tell her to kill her children. We call it psychosis. Abraham heard a voice commanding him to kill his son. We call it faith.