If there is a Christ and AntiChrist, there is a Magdalene and an AntiMagdalene. Both have a Grail. It should be obvious. There are two trees, one is above and one is below. One is life and one is death.
15See, I have set before you today life and goodness, as well as death and disaster.
I am commanding you today to love the LORD your God, to walk in His
ways, and to keep His commandments, statutes, and ordinances, so that
you may live and increase, and the LORD your God may bless you in the
land that you are entering to possess.
17But if your heart turns away and you do not listen, but are drawn away to bow down to other gods and worship them,
declare to you today that you will surely perish; you shall not prolong
your days in the land that you are crossing the Jordan to possess.
call heaven and earth as witnesses against you today that I have set
before you life and death, blessing and cursing. So choose life, so that
you and your descendants may live,
that you may love the LORD your God, obey Him, and hold fast to Him.
For He is your life, and He will prolong your life in the land that the
LORD swore to give to your fathers, to Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.”
2 Thessalonians 2:11 For this reason God will send upon them a deluding influence so that they will believe what is false, 12in order that they all may be judged who did not believe the truth, but took pleasure in wickedness.
I don’t have much to say except that maybe the ‘game’ is over? This last week had been riddled with discussion of the Left Hand, Egypt, Red and White, Candy Canes, the French Bourbon Linage and the coming Full Moon on 12/12. Today Trump is in Hersey, PA and it reminded me that my last entry was about Hershey PA. In context of my week events along with today’s events, Impeachment, Kosher Store Shooting, a friend telling me they are at a place where there is going to be a converging of peoples at an an ancient Serpent sacred site, the full Moon. I had planned on doing a post about Saw movies and how they tie into the previous post, however I think the point is that time is up. The games that people play for money, love, vengeance or whatever the case maybe, stem out of the individual wills/ego. Aug 21st 2017 gave us a sign that judgement was coming across this country and it was time to repent, to seek penitence for the games people play, at the cost of child sacrifice and blood. The Lions Gate.
Typically my day starts out checking the morning news, scanning across various channels and finding the daily ‘code’. This day was no different than any other, except we had Ice Cream! Typically its not something we ‘splurge’ on, this day we did. We didn’t go with purpose to Hershey Ice Cream, we meandered, twisting around through the parking lot like sojourners on camels through the scorching sun. The shop was empty except one lone young parlor attendant, dressed in black angst and a tattoo of a skeleton lizard on her left forearm, she explained that she was inspired by another tattoo but didn’t want want to copy so she changed it to a lizard…. Not realizing she has just met people that are looking beyond the power move she is attempting to make by her symbolic choices, by expressing her greatest fears she draws them to her. Everyone does it, they wrap the ego around the thing they think will give them power, whatever it is.
“I see you like horror movies” said my husband. “Why yes”, with a side grin she said “I do.” “What is your favorite horror movie” He asks, she never expecting that he is probing her deepest subconscious just with a question that looks like average conversation to the uninitiated.
“Saw” she said with a hint of guilt, “I know, I don’t really like the gore, I like the brilliance, the psychology” “So Thriller?” said my husband” “Yes, she said, I like thrillers, well I like them as long as they happen to someone else and not me”
It was those last words, the exclamation point at the end of her 2 minute conversation. The juxtaposition between an Ice Cream Parlor, rainbow sprinkles, Salted Carmel Banana Fosters and Graham Cracker double dips and DEATH! What world have we become? What happened to innocence, purity, did we ever have it? Or was it just covered by chocolate dip and laying right below the surface, has been staring at us all along? I suppose over the last several years I have just become somewhat numb and expecting it, but there once was a time I didn’t feel that way. Death has become our obsession, our consumption, no different than our 41 flavors of Ice Cream.
“Scorpio, Lizard mind/Alien, Atheist, Leftist, Sexual Abuse, the little spiral revealed that, Saturn, Pluto, Hersey Pennsylvania, Water/Lack of Water, Pluto, Father Issues/Saturn, can I help her? How can I help her when she doesn’t know she needs help? Oh god she didn’t just say that? Please YHVH, help her.” spoke my mind in silence summing up the situation, and then we went outside and sat on the pavement of a strip mall, just like thousands of others across this world. I turned it off, shut it out for 10 minutes and just focused on the moment, seeing the Ice Cream drip down my husbands bushy beard, realizing he is gonna need way more than a small tissue napkin.
I dressed different that day, I donned my prototype ‘religious’ garb, throwing together scarves and some flowy silk pants I grabbed years ago at a festival. Feeling sorta fancy, when we walked by a white Mercedes, it seemed so clean, so pure next to our old Ford, “I feel like that would be a better fit today, I don’t feel like we match our car, I think YHVH is doing something specific with us” We fit no expectations, yet we fill many types, Fusion, just like our DNA is kinda my style.
Yesterday started like any other day, but it wasn’t. July 28th 2019. I found out through a friend that there was a Mormon site called Family Search, the site was free and she was surprised at the new information she was uncovering. I signed up and plugged in a few family names, then watched my family tree unfurl like an ancient scroll, connecting me to people I had heard about in passing, taking me all the way back to 100bc. Devere’s, the legendary family tied to the Dragon Linage, mythology’s have surrounded this name, Vampires, Werewolves, Frankenstein. A karmic load if there ever was one. Then reading this mornings headlines, the experience all started to make sense, a shooting at a Garlic Festival. All threads of time and place, people, events started to unlock a window revealing the intricate tapestry, starting with the King of Chocolate Milton Snavley Hershey.
I read code based on what I call the Magdalene Code. If you haven’t read my blog, it is a primer for understanding the historical constellation that repeats. Magdalene Opus I is written in three parts.
Hershey died on a very specific date that carries a marker. Traumatic events make an energetic stamp on time, like 9-11. October 13th is one of those days, the slaughter of the Knights Templar’s. Hershey died on October 13, so understanding that, we know that something about him must resonate or align with that date, so then we can then understand why the Ice Scream Parlor attendant, what else could it be but sugar coated death. Hershey was born in Dauphin Co. Pennsylvania, named for Louis Joseph, Dauphin of France, the son of Marie Antoinette, he died at the age of 7 to tuberculosis, and during the Reign of Terror his tomb was desecrated. Repeating pattern. France, Revolution, Terror. Marie Antoinette was known for her love of delicacies in specific chocolate. Could just the naming of the county after her son and she herself was Dauphin (Queen in Waiting) cause Hershey to not only take on the gift of chocolate, but the karmic cycle of Terror? Names have powerful influence far beyond the surface, words, sounds utterances are majick,
Proverbs 18:1 Death and Life are in the power of the tongue: and they that love it shall eat the fruits there of.
Hershey formed the Lancaster Caramel Company first on February 8th 1894 and then the Hershey Chocolate Company the following day. Hearing the name Lancaster instantly brings up the sound track to Game of Thrones in my mind and it is not off the mark. Lancaster Pennsylvania was named after Lancaster England, which is named for the Lancaster’s where the House of Lancaster held its seat. Famous for the War of Roses. Hershey ended up selling Lancaster Carmel Co. to the American Carmel Co which was based in York Pennsylvania, and guess what! Yes you got it, seeing a trend here? York is named “The White Rose City” after the House of York’s white rose. Another pattern is forming if you pay attention, Red and White. Another well known understanding to the initiates of Alchemy Arts, but in order to understand a thing, you must go as far back as you can in history to the roots. To see where the pebble dropped in the proverbial pond. In recorded history’s case that would be Egypt.
In Egypt there were two Kingdoms, Upper and Lower. They were represented by their crowns.
The hedjet, also known as hdt, is the crown worn by the king of Upper (Southern) Egypt. It resembles a bowling pin and is also called the “White One.” In addition, this crown is one half of the double crown, the pschent. No crowns are known to have been found in any archeological digs. Some Egyptologists have speculated that the hedjet was made out of leather, felt, or some other fabric. Another possibility is that it was woven like a basket, as the deshret (red crown) is known to have been, of plant fiber. A hedjet with Nekhbet the vulture goddess next to the head of the cobra goddess is the symbol used to represent the hedjet. Several Egyptian gods, such a Nekhbet and Horus, are seen in some drawings and carvings wearing the hedjet. Images of this crown have been found in Ta-Seti Northern Nubia.
The crown of Lower Egypt, also known as deshret, is a red bowl shaped crown with a protruding curlicue. It is typically associated with the rulers and pharaohs of Lower Egypt. The word deshret is also the name for the arid land surrounding the Nile River area.
The red color of the crown is symbolic of the “red land”, arid desert land that surrounded the fertile “black land” of Kemet. The curlicue of the crown is symbolic of the proboscis, or stinger, of the honey bee. The crown was woven, like a basket, of plant fiber, perhaps grass, straw, flax, palm leaf, or reed. It is theorized that it was passed down from king to king instead of being buried with each king, which might explain why no actual deshret has been found.
Representations of the deshret can be seen as early as the late Naqada I period, around 3500 BCE. In these early predynastic times, it is believed the crown was worn in association with the god Seth, and it wasn’t until the formation of the first dynasties, around 3000 BCE, that it became symbolic of rule over Lower Egypt.
These Kingdoms have repeated the same warring cycles for thousands of years, they say that history repeats its self, well it does, and as long as people are willfully ignorant of they ARCHtypes, they are doomed to play it over and over. History is nothing more than a mirror. So we have the King of Chocolate, a King of Horror, and if you are aware enough you would catch a reference to the King of Pop.
The war of the Roses along with the French Revolution and the slaughter of the Knights Templar’s all wrapped up in a tiny Hershey’s Kiss, but is it the kiss of Judas?
“Your blood is white!” he said. “You have taken my talk and the sticks
and the wampum and the hatchet, but you do not mean to fight. I know the
reason. You do not believe the Great Spirit has sent me. You shall know.
I leave Tuckabatchee directly and shall go to Detroit. When I arrive
there, I will stamp on the ground with my foot, and shake down every
house in Tuckabatchee!” –Tecumseh
All the signs had been given. The comet streaked across the sky as
predicted. The Earth had shaken. It had shaken in a way no one had ever
seen before. The Great River of the Mississippi had flown backward. In
some places, like Cerulean, Kentucky, the water had changed colors to a
bright sulfuric blue. The chaos and magnitude of the thing were immense:
In the south of Canada, in the villages of the Iroquois, Ottawa,
Chippewa and Huron, it came as a deep and terrifying rumble. Creek banks
caved in and huge trees toppled in a continuous crash of snapping
In all of the Great Lakes, but especially Lake Michigan and Lake Erie,
the waters danced and great waves broke erratically on the shores,
though there was no wind.
In the western plains, there was a fierce grinding sound and a
shuddering, which jarred the bones and set teeth on edge. Earthen
vessels split apart and great herds of bison staggered to their feet and
stampeded in abject panic.
To the south and west, tremendous boulders broke loose on hills and cut
swaths through the trees and brush to the bottoms. Rapidly running
streams stopped and eddied, and some of them abruptly went dry and the
fish that had lived in them flopped away their lives on the muddy or
To the south, whole forests fell in incredible tangles. New streams
sprang up where none had been before. In the Upper Creek village of
Tuckabatchee, every dwelling shuddered and shook, and then collapsed
upon itself and its inhabitants.
To the south and east, palm trees lashed about like whips, and lakes
emptied of their waters, while ponds appeared in huge declivities which
suddenly dented the surface of the earth.
All over the land, birds were roused from their roosting places with
scream of fright and flapping wings. Cattle bellowed and kicked, lost
their footing, and were thrown to the ground where they rolled about,
unable to regain their balance.
In Kentucky, Tennessee and the Indiana Territory, settlers were thrown from their beds, heard the timbers of their cabins wrench apart, and watched the bricks crumble into heaps of debris masked in choking clouds of dust. Bridges snapped and tumbled into rivers and creeks. Glass shattered, fences and barns collapsed and fires broke out. Along steep ravines, the cliff side slipped and filled their chasms, and the country was blanketing with a deafening roar.
In the center of all this, in that area where the Ohio River meets the
Mississippi, where Tennessee, Kentucky, Arkansas, Missouri, and Illinois
come together, fantastic splits appeared in the ground and huge tracts
of land were swallowed up. A few miles from the Mississippi, near the
Kentucky-Tennessee border, a monstrous section of ground sank as if some
gigantic foot had stepped on the soft earth and mashed it down. Water
gushed forth in fantastic volume and the depression became filled and
turned into a large lake, to become known as Reelfoot Lake. The whole
midsection of the Mississippi writhed and heaved and tremendous bluffs
toppled into the muddy waters. Entire sections of land were inundated,
and others that had been riverbed were left high in the air. The
Mississippi itself turned and flowed backwards for a time. It swirled
and eddied, hissed and gurgled, and at length, when it settled down, the
face of the land had changed. New Madrid was destroyed and the tens of
thousands of acres of land, including virtually all that was owned by
Simon Kenton, vanished forever; that which remained was ugly and
Despite all this, however, there were still those who were jealous of
Tecumseh and refused to join his cause. It mattered not what happened or
evidently whether or not the Great Spirit itself had come– there was
simply too much pride in the hearts of the people who would not join.
The unfortunate consequence of this, however, was for Tecumseh to have
to join in league with the British instead of having his all Indian
confederacy. This was not an unusual alliance because it had been made
before during the Revolutionary War. The Shawnee had been on better
terms with the Redcoats for the simple reason that they had not insisted
on taking the land in the way the white settlers were.
Comes the Pale White Horse
Others however, heeded the sign of Tecumseh. They met with him as he had
instructed. Issac Broc and Tecumseh took Detroit without hardly a fight:
The British bombardment killed seven Americans before the surrender,
including Lieutenant Porter Hanks, the former commander of Fort Mackinac
who was awaiting a court martial. The answering fire from the guns of
Fort Detroit wounded two British gunners.
In the summer of 2012 my good friend Stuart Mitchel and I discovered something pretty tremendous. We discovered a real life Da Vinci code. Stuart had already made a splash in the world of code breaking and Grail hunting with his discovery of a secret musical code built into the ceiling of Rosslyn Chapel, you know the famous church from the Tom Hanks movie “The Da Vinci Code”.
My husband and I captured an interview with Stuart back in 2016, where we talk about cymatics, Da Vinci and mind blowing ideas. This blog has been taken down no less than three times. I also just found out through Stu’s son Lewis that they are also having a problem with missing links and YouTube. No surprise. I haven’t even begun to speak about the ordeal we have been through over the past 2.5 years.
Stuart sent me Da Vinci’s painting of The Musician that morning and we started deconstructing it, cutting it apart and searching for every clue we could find. Here is what we came up with…..The Secret Fishhook Code. I want to give mostly all the credit to him, most of my job was researching and bringing about some clues. Stu did all the music translation and Fishhook code translation. So now we can see that for a very long time there was a secret language hidden in the world of music. My next question, is this still happening today? This is the Rosseta Stone of musical cypher’s. I hope someone gifted in music will get this and use it to do some cypher work. Who could be using it today to send messages? Ive been involved with codes for a long time now, but music isn’t my domain of expertise. This picture is also featured in Assasin’s Creed. Somebody knows something.
The Musician – Leonardo Da Vinci This painting is thought now to be a Self-Portrait of Da Vinci himself. At the time in 2012 it had not been certain who had painted it, but there was some suspicion. Stu sent me a video of an artist that had made some connections Siegfried Woldheck. https://www.ted.com/talks/siegfried_woldhek_shows_how_he_found_the_true_face_of_leonardo. We also believe we found another painting by DaVinci that was not attributed to him and presented to Siegfried for consideration. He was interested and thanked us for the link. At the very least we know that DaVinci had a relationship with Pacioli.
” Divina proportione (Divine proportion), later also called De divina proportione (The divine proportion) is a book on mathematics written by Luca Pacioli and illustrated by Leonardo da Vinci, composed around 1498 in Milan and first printed in 1509. Its subject was mathematical proportions (the title refers to the golden ratio) and their applications to geometry, visual art through perspective, and architecture. The clarity of the written material and Leonardo’s excellent diagrams helped the book to achieve an impact beyond mathematical circles, popularizing contemporary geometric concepts and images.-Wiki
THE SECRET FISH HOOK CODE
The Music Score – Only piece of Da Vinci’s music that has survived
Possibly Da Vinci’s signature on the painting ?
The musical notes represent the Pythagorean Theorem
The letter ‘P’ and ‘2’ are clearly marked at the beginning of the score denoting Pi Squared (the squaring of the circle) also the numbers 3/2 on the right describing the musical ration of a 5 th – 3/2 giving us the central tuning of the piece of music.
When you apply the Sol-fa of the music in the painting to Da Vinci’s ‘fish-hook’ coding – “amo Pi Mi re ut si la solv amo rec ut amo fa re las i sol.”
Or in English:
“I love my Pi matter to be solved, if you like I love to do the right thing, I half the sun.”
What could he mean by asking this question? In many esoteric circles 66 is considered the number of the Sun. Halving the sun would be 33. Interesting as 33 has extremely deep esoteric terms in Masonry and Occult and Majickal esoteric symbology.
This is the Da Vinci music in Cymatics Patterns (by John Reid) http://www.cymascope.com Da Vinci discovered that sound creates geometric patterns and carried out Cymatics experiments writing down his conclusions in his notebooks.
Conclusion: The music, numbers and letters in the score are Leonardo’s description of the Golden Ratio in Art, Maths and music. Stuart Mitchell 2012.
My one big find in this code was taking the picture of the musician, cutting it in half and mirroring it as Da Vinci was a great lover of mirroring. This is what I found. The Holy Grail M.
Stuart and I had a lot of fun working together and decoding art and music over many years of friendship. Unfortunately Stuart passed away this last year. I dedicate this blog post to our friendship and work. He was a true musical genius. He did so much ground breaking this is only one work in a huge vast work of a lifetime. He also was groundbreaking in DNA and music, he wanted so much for humanity.
Continuing on the flow, Gaga seems to keep popping up, and for me that is unusual, its not my cup of Tea, however since something about it wants my attention, so it shall get it. I did run across this picture of Gaga and Rita Wilson yesterday when I was checking out her website, she had listed it. So what event was this from?
“Lady Gaga dons garish yellow wig and midriff baring ruffled top for final ever gig at New York’s legendary Roseland Ballroom”-Daily Mail
Final Gig? Apparently it was tore down to make way for a ‘residential tower’.
28 and 218 is showing up everywhere. 218 is the area code for Minniapolis, Prince’s hometown. Feb 8th Feb 18?
Interestingly enough if you google Joe Cool, yeah its obvious its Snoopy, but there is also an Australian all Girl band named. “Girl Monstar”….Monster really?
Roses, Rita, Santa Rita next to Pore Columbia(Dove) Rita means Pearl and Santa Rita is the Saint of Roses among other things…
Rose Nyland was a character that Betty White played on Golden Girls. She has been hitting the code hard the past couple of days too and I havnt figured out a place to put her, and this place in the code fits I think? “
Rose was born in St. Olaf, Minnesota (218 code) to a monk named Brother Martin and a 19-year-old girl named Ingrid Kerklavoner, who died giving birth. Brother Martin claimed to have not known about Rose’s existence until after she had been given up for adoption. She spent the first eight years of her life at the St. Olaf Orphanage before being adopted by Gunter and Alma Lindström (although she erroneously says “Gunter and Alma Nylund” when retelling the story). Rose explains that she was adopted after she was left on a doorstep, in a basket with some hickory-smoked cheese and some crackers “that didn’t go with anything”. She used to daydream about her birth father, feeling that Bob Hope was in fact he, and she wrote the comedian many letters whenever she fell on tough times.”
There is the story about Bob Hope in a book called “Thanks for the Memories where Brice Taylor talks about sex slavery and the Illuminati I have not read said book, but it makes the rounds in ‘conspiracy’ channels.
Bees, Pearls and Roses, Betty White in the code is a bit concerning to me, I pray for her, hope she is doing well. In the 218 area code is a Roseau, Minnesota. Famous person that stood out to me originating from that town is an actor Garrett Hedlund who’s most recent movie fits right into the Code……
“Santiago “Pope” Garcia works as a private military adviser in Colombia combating drug crime. During his time there, an informant named Yovanna asks for his help with smuggling her and her brother out of the country in exchange for information on the whereabouts of a drug lord named Lorea.”
“In October 2010, Tom Hanks and Johnny Depp entered talks to join the cast of the film, to be directed by Kathryn Bigelow from a screenplay by Mark Boal with shooting set to commence in early 2011. In November 2010, Hanks officially was cast”-Wiki
Colombia again, Hanks again. Ok so back to Roseland Ballroom I also think of Monsters Ball staring Halle Berry, main charachter named Hank etc…..She enters in today in John Wick chapter 3. And stared with Hanks in Cloud Atlas. Ok ok so Roseland Ballroom…geez. I do this all day long, it makes and even still sometimes the connections just shock me, it never gets old. Check this out. Behind Roseland Ballroom is the Ed Sullivan Theater, its name prior to that was Billy Rose’s Music Hall. There is a WHOLE lot I could dig on here, but I am keeping close to this stream.
“Rose was a leading character in the 1975 musical film Funny Lady, a sequel to Funny Girl, which continues the story of Fanny Brice, again played by Barbra Streisand. Despite physical dissimilarities, actor James Caan was cast as Rose.” Lady Gaga just won an award for another Barbra Streisand movie ‘A star is Born”….
The 1962 film Billy Rose’s Jumbo, starring Doris Day, depicted the original Broadway show staged by Rose. Although he was not involved in the making of the film, a contractual stipulation made it mandatory that his name appear in the title. FULL CIRCLE.
The current building is named ARO and is managed by Algin. More on that later! What does all this mean? I have my theories. I think there is a huge master lingo through symbols that is being spoken. There is a core story that is running in every fiber of reality, it is our job to find out how we relate to that story.
So the Hanks mystery code continues. I noted yesterday about Isaac Kappy being the lead singer of Monster Paws. In the Video Champagne Bike Ride towards the end the Rt. 66. Champange/Champaign Moon, Stars….hmmm I hear Kappy means Moon?? 2001: A Space Odyssey Hal is born in Champaign/Urbana at the University of Illinois. Have you seen the U of I Assembly Hall? Oh and Tom Hanks brother is or was a professor there.