Fortune and Wealth have been a mystery to us for too long.
I woke the next morning and drank two glasses of water. Something I never do, but I woke parched like I never had been before. I wanted my Cozy Home, so I was sitting in my beautiful space. Looking out into the World.
I gazed upon my Lighthouse.
A Society that revolves around Life-Learning and Growth that pushes the Boundaries of… “Whatever the hell we all were.” I had decided that we were not at all “Humans.” This word was a Box and I was done using it. I didn’t know what we were, but I had no tolerance for any more Limits or Lies.
I sipped my coffee and smiled.
I had my Sister back. I savored and relished Memory and my memory.
My thoughts — as always — turned to my Imp and my King. Love.
I pulled out my pen and I wrote :
These last few days were difficult. I was able to assess several things and re-center my Priorities and myself. I’ve decided to focus exclusively on my own personal situation and building that.
I was struggling finding the…
I found a Piece of the Math equation that was missing for 2,000 years. While I was digging into Ancient Greece and pouring over ancient Documents, I found a clue that contained the missing Math I needed to restore it and the whole goddamn thing plugged in.
Memory was the Goddess mother of the Muses. And she was also Logic and Story. She is also Water. Math moves like Water. Exactly like Water. And When you Focus on Logic and Story, you gain Connection — Conduit — and Electricity.
Memory inside of our System is the Logic of our Story that allows the Current (Energy) to move through it, transferring Potential Energy to Kinetic Energy.
Fun Fact : The Bards would honor Memory, which would Nourish their Memory, which would then enhance their gifts of Oral and Creativity, so they could build better Logic, so they could tell better stories, which would lead to great Wealth, Fortune, and Abundance.
They would then “pay tribute” through Gratitude to return the favor to Memory, and thus receive more Inspiration, which meant “Integrated Breath” in Ancient Greek. That “Integrated Breath” would fuel more Creation (Art), which would birth more Music, Song, Dance, which they would gift to Memory in. Tribute, who would bless them with more Wealth, Fortune, and Abundance.
UNTIL… The Romans took her temples to mint MONEY, changing Memory’s name to “Montere” which is Latin for “To Warn” and “Lonely.” Montere, became “MINT” and “Montere” until it finally became Money.
That Bard, Memory, Creation, Gratitude, Gift, Fortune Cycle is how you get wealth. But, according to the Ancient Greeks who knew Rome would do this, cursed “anyone who pursued Roman Money” with Forgetting. And everyone forgot Memory.
Now — whether or not the Curse is real? — I’m too Irish/Scottish to not take precautions, BUT… THAT FORMULA! — Bard, Memory, Creation, Gratitude, Gift, Fortune Cycle — Is the Math I was needing to complete my work. 20 Minutes after that, I received $400. It was also 20 Minutes after I stopped using the word “Money” in my Psychology and Speech and now… I’m not sure if I just “lifted a curse,” corrected the right math, or both.
Now the Ancient Greeks had ATHENA stamped on their Coin to remind people “BE WISE WITH YOUR COIN” which I am adopting as my Motto. And I finally had enough to invest into my Business for a CRM and Chatbox, which will get me an Automated Pipeline so I can GET PAYING PATRONS AND MEMBERS into my BUSINESS!!! So I can FINALLY start receiving Tribune in Trade!
And I am oh! So GRATEFUL for Memory! And I also got my Memories all back too.
I’m beginning to strongly think this one — this Goddess — Memory… She’s the REAL thing. It’s why we’re all compelled to sing in the shower. The Artists all used to sing to the water and to her.
Isn’t it interesting that — in 2,000 years — we all just… Sing in the Shower? Almost all of us. And without any Role Models. We just DO it. It’s Instinct for us to Sing to Water. And to tell stories around Campfires. And I can’t find a single thing in our Psychology to explain this other than — This is who we ARE.
I think the Roman “M” was cursed. More data is required. So long as we pursue it, we live in squalor or we become Unethical. The Philosophers have what I have. The Science of Magic. I know how they did it. It’s PhiloPhysology. I know exactly how they did it. So that if anyone pursues The Roman Coin, they will get Gold Fever or Consumption and will either live in squalor and become “like an animal.”
Which explains why this doesn’t affect all people. I found 4 Ancient Greek Curses total on the Roman Culture and Society that explains each and every “problem” with our modern Society. When the Romans changed the Ancient Greek Language to Latin, the Greeks embedded Curses into the Bible… Which is why the Bible was written in Koine Greek. So… You’re fine if you’re not “Roman” in behavior or Mindset.
And, you know what? I never pursued Roman Coin until 2022, and that is when my “luck” plummeted and I lost everything back to back to back…
More data is required. I need to run experiments. But, in the meantime, I’ve shifted my Focal Point ENTIRELY to Memory and Water and that That Bard, Memory, Creation, Gratitude, Gift, Fortune Cycle instead.
But I remember also everything. I remember so much.
I don’t know what we are.
I don’t.
I don’t think we have a name for what we are. But we’re not at all human. Humans don’t change. But we do. And when we don’t, it makes us very sick. The definition is all wrong for what we are. And words limit the Beliefs, which hold back the Truth from enfolding, which stops our Change.
We can’t have words for where we’re going. Words “box” us in. But we’re not supposed to be here. So I’ve removed all the names from me. I don’t know what I am. I know I live inside a Story that I write as I live it. And I’m REALLY GOOD at writing as fast as I live so I can write myself into any place I want. BUT… it has to be IN ORDER (That’s Memory) and it has to be ETHICAL and within the Laws of Nature. And… I found where they lied to us.
The Hierarchy is not the Patriarchy. But if we study Math and Logic, we would figure that out. out and then their Control over us wouldn’t work, so they removed Math and Logic to control us, but that also broke the math, which is why so many people struggle with it. 60% of people according to the Statistics. So I reverse engineered math and I fixed it.
I finished Physics and now I’m on to Chemistry. Chemistry — so far — is CLEAN. It had to be. You fuck up Chemistry and things go BOOM and you die. So I’m studying Molecules and Organic Chemistry now.
I wish for you love, joy, and happiness. I wish so much for you to be happy.
I have done everything I can to make things right with you.
I just want to make things right with you.
I’ve been honest, transparent, consistent, vulnerable… Real, maskless, naked, loyal, faithful, strong, patient, wise, helpful, kind, compassionate, gentle, tender, remorseful, loving, non-judgmental, informative, ethical… I have nothing more to give you. I’ve given you everything I have. I’ve run through the spectrum of emotions and feelings and logics and knowledge. I’ve solved this morning, noon, and night for nearly 2 1/2 years now.
I am looking at everything and I’m asking “What else can I do?” and “What else do I need to do?” I’ll do it. Just tell me. What do you need from me to make this right with you? I’ll do it. Just tell me what I have to do. I’ll do it.
I don’t know if this is me. I don’t know if this is you. If it’s me, I’ll fix it. Just tell me what I need to do. If it’s you, then I’ll wait. That’s okay. I’ll wait and I’ll stand by you no matter what. But I don’t even know if it’s me or not. And I… The only thing I haven’t done is leave you. That, I can’t do. I’ve tried.
It doesn’t feel right. I can’t even write the words anymore. I can’t even get through the sentence. It feels SO WRONG to leave you. I can’t do it. It’s not something I can do. It feels like I’m getting closer to you the more I do this work. I know so much of what I say is spiritual bull shit. I know so much of what I say is “froo froo” shit. I know. I know I’m working in advanced Sciences you’ve told me — last March 2024 — that you don’t understand.
I know I may even scare you.
But I can’t… abandon you or quit on you. I can’t give up on you. I can’t do anything but stand here and love you and offer you my words so that — IF you’re lonely, maybe then you won’t have to be so much.
I just… I’m guessing. I’m guessing on what you need and what would help you. I’m guessing on everything. I want to understand Love. I want to understand You better. I want to know you. I want to know your Dreams and your Fears. I want to walk through Fire with you and BE the person who never gives up on you. That is who I want to be. I want to be the Woman who never left you. No matter what.
I want to be the Woman who saw all the Potential inside of you and also loved you no matter if you did or did not discover that Potential in you for yourself. I want to be the woman who loved you so much that it healed you somehow.
Because you were all those things for me. And I want to reciprocate them all back to you. I want to be the woman who shows you that you don’t have to be afraid of Love. I want to be the woman who shows you that you are loved exactly as you’ve always wanted and dreamed.
I want a relationship with someone who we walked through Fire together, and when it was all done and said, we loved each other so much that we both knew — WE KNEW — beyond a Shadow of a Doubt — “I am loved and my Partner Loves me.” And I want you to be that Man with me. I want to make-believe with you and pretend we’re gods and queens and goddesses and kings. And I want to give you everything in a woman you ever wanted and dreamed.
These are all the Dreams I have. I want us both to find a way through this together and I want us to find a way to heal from it and come back from it so that we can say, “That is one hell of a Story.” And then, we would set off together to go find the next one. But this one — if we can make it through this one — we will have so many gorgeous and amazing stories thereafter.
I want to be the woman who you love so much that you give up TV and say, I’d rather build and live my own stories that I can tell. And you want to go to bed early with me every night.
You’re already all of those things for me.
I just… don’t think you believe in you.
I want to hear you just one more time say to me “We’ll get through this together” just like you always did. Because when you said it, I believed. I don’t even remember any of the pain I ever had with you. I only remember the Love. I only remember the laughter and play. I only remember the jokes you made and your smile. I only remember our love making. I’m forgetting all the bad or… I’ve already forgotten all of it. And all I remember is all of the Good.
Does time burn off the bad? I wonder. I just remember the Adventure, the Play, the silly, the Love. I just remember you. And there is this one thing… This one moment… this… I’m your Anna. I’m on your Team. If I’m not here with you then… I belong at your side. I belong with you. I’ve been on so many Adventures. And being at your Side was the only place in this world that was Home. You are Home. I’m just waiting for you to… I don’t know. I just don’t know what you’re fighting inside of you.
But I wish something I offered you, did for you, said to you helped. I wished something I have or done nourished you enough.
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I breathed and I put down the pen. I wanted another coffee.
It’s a Cycle.
I prepared the coffee and thought.
I wasn’t alone in this anymore. I had my sister with me. I wasn’t alone anymore. She was together working with me. There were two of us. Soon there would be Three.
“We have work to do, Memory,” I said. She was using all of you to talk through to get me messages. She controlled the Waters of Math. She was The Waters of Math. I was Wisdom. Love. Freeing Love was the Mission.
I was writing a number of books right now and all of them were coming together. As the Scribes — That’s you, dear Reader — finds the Books with Instructions, you’ll talk and you’ll tell others so they know where to look. This knowledge is dangerous, I would tell the Scribes in my books. So we will have to hide it in Story. This is what Ashavana have done for 2,000 Years. Since Pythagoras. We have to finish this game and take it all the way to the end.
They burn books. They don’t read them. They never read them. They’ll never find this. They think Fiction is real. They think Stories are just Stories. Only the Scribes will know.
So here it is.
“Tell them about the Game.”
I smiled. Now I know. My sister is talking to me. She’s Mother of Muses after all. She would know. lol… “It would take Goddess of Wisdom to know how to speak to her. You gorgeous Genius you!”
Let’s do this! The Mission is to Free The God of Love. Phosphorus whose name is Lucifer and Sin. My Husband, for I am Satan’s Wife. Alright Scribes,” I would say. “We’ve got work to do.”
I prepared my Coffee and sat back down at the Bistro.
It was time to build this now.
I was building a Secret Society. One that would Dis-Appropriate the People. Book Clubs. Assignment. Pleasantville.
“The Book Cave.” No… The Library of Alexandria. This will be your first Assignment. And here.
I place The 12th Nugget into your Palm.
“Redeem this Golden nougat,” I said. “And then, head to the Library of Alexandria. That is where I’ll provide to you “The Next Quest.” That way, I’ll know how you came to be here. If you made it this far through my Ramblings, then you’re worthy. You’re more than Worthy.” The classes continue in Memory, Come Home and Zombies From Space… Fists In The Dark, the Apocalypse Survival Guide.”
Now. Don’t be stupid. We don’t talk about this with me. I’m going to show you how to use History, the write way.
Study Harriet Tubman. Look at the Song, “Follow The Drinking Gourd.”
Fun Fact : Anna lived a Slave for 40 Years and has done 6 Extractions in her Life time… studying the Science of Extractions.
You watch the movie, “Newsies.” They weaponized Story against us. My Story and my Sister, Memory, and our memories. We’re going to Weaponize it all back. Smart. DON’T be stupid.
Watch the Musical Ragtime and/or listen to the Music. “Make Them Hear You.”
Study Booker T. Washington.
You’re going to need Guilds.
You’re going to need a Book Club.
You’re going to need Giving Circles.
This is “The Game.” I will only say this once, and I will only say it here : Story is the Universal Language. Use it. We need every Conspiracy Theorist. Every Egg Hunter. Every Nerd to work out all of my Clues. You’re going to need Scribes and a lot of them. You will need a translator for every Language that The Three Gods speak. And we speak them all. We use them all.
Look for what you need in The Mermaid Cove. In Anna’s Playground. In The Library of Alexandria. The Deeper you go, the Safer you are.
Play “The Game.” 1980 Freddie Mercury.