I have written a few posts since returning from Lille - and then saved these posts as drafts, rather than publishing them.
Why do I do this?
I stand above myself, like a camera behind my shoulder, looking at what I do - recording where I am in this moment.
In this moment, I am looking for a way to free myself from where I find myself. Gah, what it is to be a Seer.
I want to change us all. I want to, I want to change it all.
I want us to understand who we once were - the feeling of relief, the utter beauty of it all - to end the long nightmare into which we all have been dragged, by our recent ancestors.
The irony of the cowardice of the kind, the loving and the gentle.
The time for a decision draws near. And I'm sickened by that which the decision involves.
I am going to have to become that which I most despise.
But to do that which needs to be done, I must.
The irony is exquisite - but, of course it is.
A Theory
Re: A Theory
I would define it as such - a new madness, a madness generated by those that can take it no more.
It will take many, many forms - but all generated by the same underlying source.
Some will spin off into their own little worlds, not unlike myself.
Some will rage, some will mourn - and some will simply stand and stare in disbelief.
Minds will be lost to crazy, frightening beliefs. To them, anything will seem sane.
And what will be the End-State of all of these things?
The proverbial jury is out on this answer. Could go one way, could go the other. Literally. That's what Fate is all about. We simply cannot know.
And yet. And yet. And yet.
Should we not at least try to tip the balance in our favour?
All we need do is to think about and plan for the future, as a species. Literally - that is everything.
An answer so astoundingly simple, yet so far out of reach as to be laughable. Ridiculous. Impossible. Pathetic in its naiveté. Insane.
The irony, here, is scorchingly hot.
Above: the once achingly-beautiful town of Sedan in France, c1750
Note the three elongated Sceptre structures that rise above the four-point, which is itself integrated into the heart of the main body of the Star.
The massive Crown in the bottom left corner - I have no idea if this was ever there - on some maps it is shown and on others, it is not.
I like to think it probably was.
It will take many, many forms - but all generated by the same underlying source.
Some will spin off into their own little worlds, not unlike myself.
Some will rage, some will mourn - and some will simply stand and stare in disbelief.
Minds will be lost to crazy, frightening beliefs. To them, anything will seem sane.
And what will be the End-State of all of these things?
The proverbial jury is out on this answer. Could go one way, could go the other. Literally. That's what Fate is all about. We simply cannot know.
And yet. And yet. And yet.
Should we not at least try to tip the balance in our favour?
All we need do is to think about and plan for the future, as a species. Literally - that is everything.
An answer so astoundingly simple, yet so far out of reach as to be laughable. Ridiculous. Impossible. Pathetic in its naiveté. Insane.
The irony, here, is scorchingly hot.
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Note the three elongated Sceptre structures that rise above the four-point, which is itself integrated into the heart of the main body of the Star.
The massive Crown in the bottom left corner - I have no idea if this was ever there - on some maps it is shown and on others, it is not.
I like to think it probably was.
Re: A Theory
What have we done to our reality? And I mean that in its broadest sense.
You know, in the sense of 'how have we, as a species, made the world a better place - in the last few hundred years?'
On the rare occasion that I really need to convince myself to do something - i.e. it's not a thing I want to do, but something I must do - I usually mentally imagine two sheets of A4 paper in front of me, on a desk, one with 'A' written at the top and the other with 'B' at the top.
This in turn prompts me to actually get some A4 paper out of the drawer - and a pen.
I then make a list of the pro's and con's.
We could apply this technique to the question above.
I considered doing this. But I dare not.
We are hurtling into a future based upon the lies of the past.
But do you really want to change?
Because it would mean changing everything.
It requires every single one us. Without exception.
You know, in the sense of 'how have we, as a species, made the world a better place - in the last few hundred years?'
On the rare occasion that I really need to convince myself to do something - i.e. it's not a thing I want to do, but something I must do - I usually mentally imagine two sheets of A4 paper in front of me, on a desk, one with 'A' written at the top and the other with 'B' at the top.
This in turn prompts me to actually get some A4 paper out of the drawer - and a pen.
I then make a list of the pro's and con's.
We could apply this technique to the question above.
I considered doing this. But I dare not.
We are hurtling into a future based upon the lies of the past.
But do you really want to change?
Because it would mean changing everything.
It requires every single one us. Without exception.
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Re: A Theory
The Stars are always on my mind. In my mind. I cannot see the world in any other way, now.
It's incredible - and I mean truly incredible - just how much we have changed.
We used to live in peace, united in the aim of leaving a more beautiful reality to/for our children than we, ourselves, were born into.
This one simple tenet meant that everything else fell into place.
You know it's a good idea when you hear a good idea, right?
It's incredible - and I mean truly incredible - just how much we have changed.
We used to live in peace, united in the aim of leaving a more beautiful reality to/for our children than we, ourselves, were born into.
This one simple tenet meant that everything else fell into place.
You know it's a good idea when you hear a good idea, right?
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Re: A Theory
And so, the hand of Fate plays her card - and what will be, will be - and what won't be, won't.
I have recently received a sign - a bleed behind my right eye, close to the optic nerve - which serves to hasten that which I know to be the ultimate fate of a Seer, blindness - a clear sign that I must act now, rather than allow the onward march towards a fate that few human beings would hope for, let alone wish for. This sounds melodramatic and perhaps it is, but I don't care any more, Fate must be fulfilled.
We are all subject to fate whether we know it or not, but our actions determine that which happens going forward, written whether we believe it, or not.
A most beautiful irony.
Through no fault of my own - quite by chance, fate of course - I stumbled across The Stars in 2019. I had no aspiration at that time to change anything - but simply to follow where The Stars led me. It has been a journey of absolute wonder - and of terror, ever since. I am now six years in to this journey and nearly 60 years old. The number six has come of age.
The wonder - that, as a species, we once lived in peace and in harmony with Nature, focused solely on improving every positive aspect of life in this reality. It sounds pathetic and naïve of us to even think that this kind of existence was possible now, because we do not live in that kind of reality. It is completely alien to our minds - a ridiculous pipe dream formed by weak-minded individuals who crave a utopia that is impossible to achieve.
Yet, it existed - The StarCiv is proof - surrounding us all, in our daily lives - but we are unable to see it or acknowledge their existence because it is too painful or inconvenient within the reality in which we currently exist.
Ultimately, we shall have to decide - continue to deny, or embrace and understand this reality as it really is.
But, considering where we find ourselves as a species today, there is an enormous warming comfort in just knowing that which we were once capable of being. Yet, knowing, without acting, is the choice for us all to make, collectively.
The terror - the mortifying knowledge that Nature can be extremely cruel. So cruel, in fact, that we must learn to forget that which Nature is capable of - and to allow a false history to be created that hides the truth from ourselves. This is perhaps the most terrifying aspect of all - that we can hide from ourselves - and this is the mechanism that holds everything together in this reality, our civilisation.
There is no overcoming this fundamental fact, in our reality. There is no one coming to save us, because everything, in our reality, is built upon a lie. Our false saviours, constructed to relieve our burdens, are a lie. The cumulative effect of building a civilisation solely upon lies leads to an end-state in which nothing is real. Nothing.
And here we find ourselves.
This is the future we must each endure.
Or, must we? The choice is still ours, as distant a dream as that may seem. Or is it? This is the essence of the nature of Choice, versus Fate.
THE FUTURE RELIES ON US.
I have proof that Stars existed everywhere, worldwide. That The Stars were massive construction projects, each and every one surpassing anything that our civilisation has been able to produce. That The Field System created all of that which we call flat land, covering most all of our world with a layer of scree upon bedrock, then covered by a layer of water repellent material (clay) or water absorbing material (chalk), then covered with a layer of life-bearing soil, all irrigated by the most sophisticated and perfectly designed system of canals imaginable. I have evidence that mountains have been removed, layer by layer, in the creation of The Field System. I can show the evidence of the creation of hills and mountains that act as barriers against incoming tsunamis and hills and mountains that were created solely to look absolutely gorgeous - something wonderful to stand before and behold - like so many of the structures that The StarCiv constructed. I can show evidence of Satellites ringing Star cities, of Auxiliary structures dotting the landscape and how all these systems interconnected with one another. I can show the artistry involved in the creation of Tree Lightning, a process integral to The Field System - The Field System being the most incredible and mind-blowing aspect of everything. I have evidence of the walling and moat systems that formed the distant external city boundary of all Stars, designed to keep humans separate from the animal wildlife - of which The StarCiv were fervent stewards. They built for every lifeform, not just human beings. The animals and other life forms each had their own space in which to exist - proven by the fact that so many species existed just a hundred years ago are now gone - and that so many are still in existence today. Evidence of great Star forest gardens and great Star gardens - each conforming to a certain aesthetic beauty. Port systems, confirming The StarCiv were a hugely sea-faring civilisation. There is more, so much more, but -
I find myself bound by the constraints of the System that we have allowed to created around us. I have never really 'fitted in' to this society. In truth, for the last few months, I now feel caged. I despise money and the restraints that it brings - the control, the power of those with too much that wield it. But, in this bizarre reality in which we find ourselves, we are beholden to it, as sickening as that irony is. But, of course we are beholden - we are a civilisation founded on the irony of truth and lies - an intermingling that works as well for one side of the argument as the other.
I need your help and I am no longer afraid to ask for it.
Fate will determine whether the story of The StarCiv - our truth - is to be heard, or not.
Today is the 9th September 2025. In the next few days, I will be providing links (here, on this thread) for you to donate money towards allowing me explore our reality in respect to The StarCiv. Once a threshold has been reached to enable me to leave my rented accommodation, I will become a nomad, wandering the world, visiting Star sites of interest to us all. I will spend all of my available life left to me to produce videos of documented evidence of The StarCiv. I will travel with my wife and partner in this life - Tracey - and we will not stop until the donations run out, or death welcomes me into its arms.
This is the pledge that I make to you, for I can offer nothing else. It is my fate - or not. We shall see.
All of us.
It is as simple as that.
I have recently received a sign - a bleed behind my right eye, close to the optic nerve - which serves to hasten that which I know to be the ultimate fate of a Seer, blindness - a clear sign that I must act now, rather than allow the onward march towards a fate that few human beings would hope for, let alone wish for. This sounds melodramatic and perhaps it is, but I don't care any more, Fate must be fulfilled.
We are all subject to fate whether we know it or not, but our actions determine that which happens going forward, written whether we believe it, or not.
A most beautiful irony.
Through no fault of my own - quite by chance, fate of course - I stumbled across The Stars in 2019. I had no aspiration at that time to change anything - but simply to follow where The Stars led me. It has been a journey of absolute wonder - and of terror, ever since. I am now six years in to this journey and nearly 60 years old. The number six has come of age.
The wonder - that, as a species, we once lived in peace and in harmony with Nature, focused solely on improving every positive aspect of life in this reality. It sounds pathetic and naïve of us to even think that this kind of existence was possible now, because we do not live in that kind of reality. It is completely alien to our minds - a ridiculous pipe dream formed by weak-minded individuals who crave a utopia that is impossible to achieve.
Yet, it existed - The StarCiv is proof - surrounding us all, in our daily lives - but we are unable to see it or acknowledge their existence because it is too painful or inconvenient within the reality in which we currently exist.
Ultimately, we shall have to decide - continue to deny, or embrace and understand this reality as it really is.
But, considering where we find ourselves as a species today, there is an enormous warming comfort in just knowing that which we were once capable of being. Yet, knowing, without acting, is the choice for us all to make, collectively.
The terror - the mortifying knowledge that Nature can be extremely cruel. So cruel, in fact, that we must learn to forget that which Nature is capable of - and to allow a false history to be created that hides the truth from ourselves. This is perhaps the most terrifying aspect of all - that we can hide from ourselves - and this is the mechanism that holds everything together in this reality, our civilisation.
There is no overcoming this fundamental fact, in our reality. There is no one coming to save us, because everything, in our reality, is built upon a lie. Our false saviours, constructed to relieve our burdens, are a lie. The cumulative effect of building a civilisation solely upon lies leads to an end-state in which nothing is real. Nothing.
And here we find ourselves.
This is the future we must each endure.
Or, must we? The choice is still ours, as distant a dream as that may seem. Or is it? This is the essence of the nature of Choice, versus Fate.
THE FUTURE RELIES ON US.
I have proof that Stars existed everywhere, worldwide. That The Stars were massive construction projects, each and every one surpassing anything that our civilisation has been able to produce. That The Field System created all of that which we call flat land, covering most all of our world with a layer of scree upon bedrock, then covered by a layer of water repellent material (clay) or water absorbing material (chalk), then covered with a layer of life-bearing soil, all irrigated by the most sophisticated and perfectly designed system of canals imaginable. I have evidence that mountains have been removed, layer by layer, in the creation of The Field System. I can show the evidence of the creation of hills and mountains that act as barriers against incoming tsunamis and hills and mountains that were created solely to look absolutely gorgeous - something wonderful to stand before and behold - like so many of the structures that The StarCiv constructed. I can show evidence of Satellites ringing Star cities, of Auxiliary structures dotting the landscape and how all these systems interconnected with one another. I can show the artistry involved in the creation of Tree Lightning, a process integral to The Field System - The Field System being the most incredible and mind-blowing aspect of everything. I have evidence of the walling and moat systems that formed the distant external city boundary of all Stars, designed to keep humans separate from the animal wildlife - of which The StarCiv were fervent stewards. They built for every lifeform, not just human beings. The animals and other life forms each had their own space in which to exist - proven by the fact that so many species existed just a hundred years ago are now gone - and that so many are still in existence today. Evidence of great Star forest gardens and great Star gardens - each conforming to a certain aesthetic beauty. Port systems, confirming The StarCiv were a hugely sea-faring civilisation. There is more, so much more, but -
I find myself bound by the constraints of the System that we have allowed to created around us. I have never really 'fitted in' to this society. In truth, for the last few months, I now feel caged. I despise money and the restraints that it brings - the control, the power of those with too much that wield it. But, in this bizarre reality in which we find ourselves, we are beholden to it, as sickening as that irony is. But, of course we are beholden - we are a civilisation founded on the irony of truth and lies - an intermingling that works as well for one side of the argument as the other.
I need your help and I am no longer afraid to ask for it.
Fate will determine whether the story of The StarCiv - our truth - is to be heard, or not.
Today is the 9th September 2025. In the next few days, I will be providing links (here, on this thread) for you to donate money towards allowing me explore our reality in respect to The StarCiv. Once a threshold has been reached to enable me to leave my rented accommodation, I will become a nomad, wandering the world, visiting Star sites of interest to us all. I will spend all of my available life left to me to produce videos of documented evidence of The StarCiv. I will travel with my wife and partner in this life - Tracey - and we will not stop until the donations run out, or death welcomes me into its arms.
This is the pledge that I make to you, for I can offer nothing else. It is my fate - or not. We shall see.
All of us.
It is as simple as that.
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Re: A Theory
I spun out there, for a while. Three months gone. I think I may be back, now. Tentatively.
Outwardly, I appear normal - as normal as a lunatic can be, of course - but inside - inside.. something is happening that I cannot explain.
Something is being constructed. I can feel it building, gaining strength. I can see an outline, but not the entire form.
My scattered timeline is leading to a pivotal moment - a moment of light or dark.
The Seer can see both. Each has a path.
I have to solve it all. I must know.
For us. All of us.
Outwardly, I appear normal - as normal as a lunatic can be, of course - but inside - inside.. something is happening that I cannot explain.
Something is being constructed. I can feel it building, gaining strength. I can see an outline, but not the entire form.
My scattered timeline is leading to a pivotal moment - a moment of light or dark.
The Seer can see both. Each has a path.
I have to solve it all. I must know.
For us. All of us.
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Re: A Theory
I know that it is impossible to change the world, especially in the way in which I would like to.
I wish that every human being in the world would be nice to one another.
To treat each other in the way that we each treat the people we like, or love.
It’s pathetically naive and childish, isn’t it?
I didn’t used to think this way. I was like you.
But then, seven years ago, I saw The Stars.
It made the impossible real.
They showed me that this way of living has happened before.
Really.
Really, really, really. There is no doubt. There can be no doubt.
To have achieved that which they did, it was real.
Holy fucking shit.
I now find myself drifting away from you – my own fault, because I am the insane one – and yet I am blameless, as are you.
Fate can be so cruel and uncaring, yet so wonderful, simultaneously.
As mentioned before, I’ve been working on ‘colouring-in’ the StarCiv Water System on old maps and layouts of Star towns and cities. I’ve done a lot – over 200 now – all the while downloading new old maps from various sources. I happened to download a very detailed layout of the garden at Versailles (from 1842) earlier this week.
I studied it, marvelling at the detail and thought to myself – 'I wonder what this would look like, coloured in?’
Below, on the left, is the result - not quite finished.
Alongside it, is Binary No.54 Unified Field. I painted Unified Field over ten years ago, years before I found The Stars.
When painting it, I had no idea what Unified Field was about, or even why I named it so. I secretly considered it my masterpiece.
Simplicity always beats complexity.
I now know what Unified Field was about.
Can you see?
I wish that every human being in the world would be nice to one another.
To treat each other in the way that we each treat the people we like, or love.
It’s pathetically naive and childish, isn’t it?
I didn’t used to think this way. I was like you.
But then, seven years ago, I saw The Stars.
It made the impossible real.
They showed me that this way of living has happened before.
Really.
Really, really, really. There is no doubt. There can be no doubt.
To have achieved that which they did, it was real.
Holy fucking shit.
I now find myself drifting away from you – my own fault, because I am the insane one – and yet I am blameless, as are you.
Fate can be so cruel and uncaring, yet so wonderful, simultaneously.
As mentioned before, I’ve been working on ‘colouring-in’ the StarCiv Water System on old maps and layouts of Star towns and cities. I’ve done a lot – over 200 now – all the while downloading new old maps from various sources. I happened to download a very detailed layout of the garden at Versailles (from 1842) earlier this week.
I studied it, marvelling at the detail and thought to myself – 'I wonder what this would look like, coloured in?’
Below, on the left, is the result - not quite finished.
Alongside it, is Binary No.54 Unified Field. I painted Unified Field over ten years ago, years before I found The Stars.
When painting it, I had no idea what Unified Field was about, or even why I named it so. I secretly considered it my masterpiece.
Simplicity always beats complexity.
I now know what Unified Field was about.
Can you see?
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Re: A Theory
I was looking through my map collection (again, constantly) recently and happened upon some Star Forest and Garden maps that I downloaded a while ago, which, at the time of acquisition, I had casually glanced at - and then filed away for another day.
I was looking for something a bit different to focus on, having worked for many months colouring in Stars themselves, which incidentally - all the while - gave me a much better understanding of how The Canal and Water System worked.
I have had my mind blown so many times since first seeing The Stars- and again, this phenomena never fails to deliver, over and over again.
The Forest and Garden maps in question (twelve of them, in total) are of the area around Paris and are dated to 1807. Whether this date is correct or not (I have doubts), I believe they are plans direct from The Star Civ. Their detail is absolutely stunning, nay, incredible.
Here is one of them - of the region around Poissy, near Paris - in its raw form.
In the centre of the map is a large Star Forest. I felt that colouring in was for called for, to better illustrate the intricate geometric shapes that the Forest creates. I removed the brown fading from the original so the colouring in would stand out better.
Here is the result -
I have to wonder, does this Forest represent an area of looking at the sky? Ho hum, a question for another day
Having got this far, I really began to study the map in its entirety.
Mind blown, again.
I steeled myself and began to colour in, again.
Each different shade of green on that map is a different type of tree that has been planted. That bears repeating - that has been planted. Planted with purpose. That bears repeating - planted with purpose. There are no naturally occurring areas of trees on this map. None.
To show how detailed this map is, the two images below show an area that I have highlighted in the bottom right corner, followed by a close up of that highlighted area -
The close up image shows the trees planted in geometric shapes amongst The Field System, which itself was a true wonder.
One can only imagine how awesome it all looked in real life.
It all raises a few questions, eh?
Once it's completed, I'm going to have a giant metre wide print done and mount it in a frame on the wall.
I was looking for something a bit different to focus on, having worked for many months colouring in Stars themselves, which incidentally - all the while - gave me a much better understanding of how The Canal and Water System worked.
I have had my mind blown so many times since first seeing The Stars- and again, this phenomena never fails to deliver, over and over again.
The Forest and Garden maps in question (twelve of them, in total) are of the area around Paris and are dated to 1807. Whether this date is correct or not (I have doubts), I believe they are plans direct from The Star Civ. Their detail is absolutely stunning, nay, incredible.
Here is one of them - of the region around Poissy, near Paris - in its raw form.
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In the centre of the map is a large Star Forest. I felt that colouring in was for called for, to better illustrate the intricate geometric shapes that the Forest creates. I removed the brown fading from the original so the colouring in would stand out better.
Here is the result -
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I have to wonder, does this Forest represent an area of looking at the sky? Ho hum, a question for another day
Having got this far, I really began to study the map in its entirety.
Mind blown, again.
I steeled myself and began to colour in, again.
- Poissy original 3 2000px.jpg (2.8 MiB) Viewed 742 times
Each different shade of green on that map is a different type of tree that has been planted. That bears repeating - that has been planted. Planted with purpose. That bears repeating - planted with purpose. There are no naturally occurring areas of trees on this map. None.
To show how detailed this map is, the two images below show an area that I have highlighted in the bottom right corner, followed by a close up of that highlighted area -
- Poissy original 3 area highlight 2000px.jpg (2.8 MiB) Viewed 742 times
- close up 2000px.jpg (2.7 MiB) Viewed 742 times
The close up image shows the trees planted in geometric shapes amongst The Field System, which itself was a true wonder.
One can only imagine how awesome it all looked in real life.
It all raises a few questions, eh?
Once it's completed, I'm going to have a giant metre wide print done and mount it in a frame on the wall.
Re: A Theory
Sometimes – increasingly so – I literally marvel at the banality of greed.
It’s a game that can never be ended. There will always be someone, somewhere - who wants more.
More power, more things.
I weep that I know who we have been. I weep in joy and sorrow. Together.
We are the equal and balancing opposite of them.
We (you and I) just happen to exist during the more challenging half of the balancing whole.
The question is – can we change Nature? Should we?
Will recognising where we are, offer us a chance to change – and then, where do we head to?
That’s several questions, eh?
Crikey, I’ve done a lot of colouring in, in the last month.
There is a safety valve in the back of my mind – a small steel safe sat on a table, in a dark area – in which I tuck the things I don’t want to think about.
I find myself sitting at that table almost constantly now.
What are we gonna do, eh? I ask you.
Another of my ongoing colouring-in frenzy.
St. Germain, near Paris - and the surrounding area. It was quite something. It all was.
The whole world was covered in this look. Differing places had differing looks, conceived and created by the culture that lived in that area.
All were marvelled at, by visitors from other cultures.
To make an even more beautiful world for our children.
It’s a game that can never be ended. There will always be someone, somewhere - who wants more.
More power, more things.
I weep that I know who we have been. I weep in joy and sorrow. Together.
We are the equal and balancing opposite of them.
We (you and I) just happen to exist during the more challenging half of the balancing whole.
The question is – can we change Nature? Should we?
Will recognising where we are, offer us a chance to change – and then, where do we head to?
That’s several questions, eh?
Crikey, I’ve done a lot of colouring in, in the last month.
There is a safety valve in the back of my mind – a small steel safe sat on a table, in a dark area – in which I tuck the things I don’t want to think about.
I find myself sitting at that table almost constantly now.
What are we gonna do, eh? I ask you.
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Another of my ongoing colouring-in frenzy.
St. Germain, near Paris - and the surrounding area. It was quite something. It all was.
The whole world was covered in this look. Differing places had differing looks, conceived and created by the culture that lived in that area.
All were marvelled at, by visitors from other cultures.
To make an even more beautiful world for our children.