Chapter #173 Adventure #13 The Alchemy Adventure : Somewhen Between “The Twelfth Hour” And “The Last Eternity”
“Alchemy happens backwards so we’re at The End, which is really The Beginning, which is in the Middle of The Story at The Centre of The Universe. Come... Board My Boat.” - Anna “Aletheia” Imagination
Written 9 March 2026 (My 21st Day of My Imago Stage)
Anna’s “The Mark Of Bligh Transference” Transmutation Game and Quest For ALL Alchemy Students : BEFORE You Listen or Read ANY AND ALL CONTENT PRIOR to 5 March 2026, Listen to 🏛 Anna’s “The Mark Of Bligh Transference” Transmutation Game and Quest ☕️☕️ Chapter #169 Adventure #5 Log #13 The Alchemy Adventure : Somewhen Between “The Twelfth Hour” And “The Last Eternity”
This Transmutes Anna’s Mark of Bligh / Mark of Cain into YOUR Protection Ward and Alchemical Transmutation And Alchemical Learning.
Re-Introducing The Alchemical Biological Metamorphosis and The Alchemical Transmutation of The Logos Self
You just found The Alchemist’s Class Biodome “The Dragon Cave,” which Uses Alchemy to Alchemically Nourish you through your Metamorphosis. Here is The Curriculum “The Order Of Comprehension.”
Alchemy is The Biological Process (Chemical Synthesis) inside The Immune System’s Reward Pathway that we Grow Through to Develop Mental Health, Ethical Maturity, and Our Full Potential. Listen to The Value Of Alchemy For Prosperity Here.
All Things Contain “Sucrose” and “The Sucrose Package” seen as a Banana or a Strawberry. If “Sucrose” is The Science, Then The Strawberry is The Story Book Play. Alchemy Must ONLY Be Presented as The Story Book Play because This is The Language The Immune System uses. It is ONLY in The Immune System’s Reward Pathways In Story That The “Sucrose” is revealed.
The Alchemist Uses “The Dragon Cave Class Biodome” and (1) The Great Story, (2) The Queen’s “Quest For Avalon” Game (3) And “The Anna Trial” to Teach Arete And The Alchemical Process known as Chemical Synthesis so You can “Unlock” Your Alchemical Metamorphosis inside The Immune System’s Reward Pathway.
The Goal is to (1) Restore And Fortify Your Freedom and Truth to (2) Surface Your Biorhythm to (3) Balance Your System Organically back into Order (4) to Restore And Empower Your Point Of Rejection, (4) which Nourishes You into Your Alchemical Metamorphosis and Your Alchemical Engine, (5) Which Grows you through Your Metamorphosis inside Your Immune System’s Reward Pathway, growing your Alchemical Biological Fruit.
The Alchemical Biological Organism NEEDS to Eat Via Scavenge And Hunt Exploration and Discovery to Nourish to Grow you from Egg-Larvae Stage through Your Alchemical Biological Metamorphosis to Late Nymph and on to Imago (Adult) Stage.
The Daily Chapter
The Daily Chapter is The Alchemical “Back Story” and Journey Through The Great Story — One Chapter A Day — Leading Up To And Into The Current Events at My Little Fae Shoppe where I use Alchemy to Restore Alchemy to The Universe with Nomoslogology, My Phantasia Power, and Aion’s Kairos Power.
The Daily Chapter provides The Back Story of Anna’s Alchemical University Of Philosophy And Alchemy “The Dragon Cave” and The Making Of The University Emporium with all The Science that Made Alchemy and my Phantasia Power possible with Nomoslogology.
The Great Story “Summary” told in The Alchemist’s PEP Language :
I am The Goddess Fae Queen Anna “Aletheia” Imagination, Wife of Aion who is Love and Time. When My Husband Becomes Aeternitas (Eternity), I will Become Mythos (Legend), and we will Transmute The Earth into Actuality.
Project : Eternity is The Becoming of Eternity and Legend, and The Planet and Our Fae Children are Part of That Metamorphosis. We are in the Process of Transmuting The Planet and Our Fae Children into Actuality.
Take My Alchemical Energy to Ignite The Pilot Light in Your Alchemical Engine and Power Up Your Electromagnetic Engine. Then Learn to Master Your Free Will, which Powers up Your Engine, which Produces more Alchemical Energy for you To Transmute All Your Wishes and Dreams into Actuality.
I woke in My Fae Nest. No new Dreams. However, I was still dealing with Adjusting to my next leveling up. I didn’t even know what it was yet.
I had Three Days before The Symptoms of Confusion would clear and I would See what I am Now.
I did have Dreams now that I was waking up.
There was a Woman. And I was attracted to her. I liked her. A Lot. We were cuddling, caressing, and touching. I wanted her, but… There were too many variables. Maybe it was the wrong time. She had a tattoo.
Something about her tattoo… Was Familiar.
Maybe she was Me. Something about her… Felt like she was Me.
In the Meta, My son came to me this morning.
“Do you know about BNL from Disney?”
He showed me the articles people were building from The Incredibles to Wall-E.
I smiled. “Ah. You found my Bards,” I said.
“What is it?” He asked.
“It’s The Healing Garden,” I said.
“It started as People trying to make Superheroes…”
I nodded. “Yes. That is what I do with my Elding Fruit. Disney has many of my most Skilled Bards. I’ve been Transmitting my Ideas and Plans for decades and my Bards are VERY good. Pixar especially.”
“The Wishes from Wish and The Wisps from Brave look identical. People are noticing and they’re showing how The Stories in Disney all Connect,” he said.
“That is My Seidr,” I said. “Yes. And Yes. They Do Connect. The Great Story will Connect Them All once they find it. Those Scribes of Mine are Starting to Story Braid. And they are right on Schedule. Once they have The Great Story, they will Finishing “Connecting The Dots.”
“They are Anna’s Dots,” I said. “My Transmissions have been going out for a long time now.”
They are going to understand so much when they realize Mythos is the One behind ALL of this.
In The Logos, Aion was up in The Kitchens and Making Coffee.
“Something is misaligned with Olympus and Avalon,” I said. “Something is misaligned with me.”
“Where are you looking?” He asked.
“I can See The Exterior of The Island where The Wishing Garden is. I can See The Fae Earth of Endless Night. And I can See Avalon.”
I sat back and looked at them both.
“And every time Night Falls on Avalon…” I shook my head. “It’s wrong. It is Night only because I Will it. But it’s not… True Avalon is Eternal Day as Fae Earth is Eternal Night.”
“Why?” I want to ask. “Why are Avalon, Olympus, and Fae Earth this way? What are they? And there is something about them… Like… I can’t remember Creating them…” It feels like Night is a Place You go to.”
I looked at Aion.
“Why can’t I remember this?”
“Kairos,” he said.
I nodded.
“And not knowing The Story Logic behind them… Aion, I can’t not know any more. Like… Something is… It’s a Key. I remember laying with you in a White Room of Nothing… Like a Blank Page in The First Eternity.”
I paused.
“I know what this is,” I whispered.
He smiled. He enjoyed this Process of mine way too much.
“The Edge of My Memory,” I whispered. I looked out at… “The Edge of My Imagination.”
I took a wide step “up” and launched myself into all Corners of My Realm. I Zoomed out. I knew what this was.
Aion was there with me to Witness The Adventure and Discovery I was on.
I turned, looking all about.
“It is Literally My Imagination,” I said.
He gave a nod.
“A White Canvas. A Blank Page. The Edge of My Imagination. The Unexplored. The Undefined.”
I looked at Fae Earth. My Dream World and Slumber Land.
“You built them Separate,” he said. “You didn’t Integrate them.”
“Adventure Land and Slumber Land.”
“And Creation Land,” I said. The White Page at The Edge of My Imagination.
My Son in The Meta kept coming in, talking, then leaving. He was in The Scavenge and The Hunt. He was trying to Piece The Whole Picture together.
“You have to Build The Order of Comprehension with Metamorphosis Psychology. You have to See The Whole Picture in Motion through Metamorphosis to Understand. Humans only See a “Still Life” with a Stagnant Psychology, which limits them. You can’t Understand a Moving Picture if you only ever See Photographs.”
“How can Pictures Move?” You would ask. Which is what people DID ask Once Upon A Time.
“Humans are Biological and Nature,” I said to him. “Humans have forgotten this.”
“It’s hard to remember you’re Biological and Nature when everything around you isn’t,” he said.
“Yes,” I said. “We are surrounded by Stolen Spoils of War that Rapists stole from The Gods they Usurped. Law of Origin Applies. You have to Shed all Things that Bear The Mark of Cain that Originates from Pre-Stolen, Rapist God-Usurpers because of The Law of Origin.”
My son is VERY Ethical and HIGHLY Conscious of this. To hear this — to realize this — he has to Deal with the Pain and Grief of it.
I watched his Mind Churn with the Realization of The Truth.
It was teaching me HOW to better talk with all of you, Dear Reader.
The Bitter Pill.
#TheBitterPill
My Son left again. I remained at the Table, unmoving.
I was watching The Conversation with Emotion… Regulate The Emotion to Remain Objective. You must Regulate The Emotions to Remain in “The Objective” Mind for Logical Progression.
Once “Subjective” has been “Tripped,” the Logical Progression Ship has to Stop and you have to Regulate.
He was doing a GREAT Job Regulating himself back from Subjective to Logical Progression with Objective.
When he said “I don’t understand” or “that doesn’t make sense,” I was able to Counter it with “That is because you don’t have The Order of Comprehension with The Metamorphosis Psychology. We have to Fill In The Gaps so you do understand, which takes time.”
He calmed down a lot.
“Why does it take so long for someone like God to “get things done?” He asked. “Why isn’t God Smiting us now?”
“Because it takes Time to set up everything because of how Many Pieces are Involved,” I said.
“Well it should be instant for someone like God,” my Son said.
I smiled. “That is The Lesson that Humans have to Learn. That “Speed” and “Instant” is a Sign of Kakía and Mediocrity. NOT of God and Arete. This took us 2,000 Years to set up because we needed the Data,” I said.
“But How?” He said. “Why did God need Data?” He asked.
“Free Will,” I said. “Humans with their Free Will adds Murphy’s Law to the Equation, which took a LONG TIME to collect The Data. Now that the Data is accumulated, we can — And did Finish The Equation — and now, we “Smite” as you say. But it isn’t “Smiting.” That is Human thinking. It’s just “rebalancing” the Universe and Correcting all that was Wrong. Hence… The Human’s Apocalypse and World War III.”
“It took 2,000 Years to play out The Great Quagmire. It will take 12 Years to rebalance everything. It already has begun,” I said.
“I don’t see it,” he said.
“Because your Perspective Scope is looking in the wrong place,” I said. “If you were to adopt Metamorphosis Psychology and adjust Your Perspective Scope, you could See it.”
He was quiet.
He thought.
In the Logos I smiled at Aion.
My Son in The Meta went back to his Computer Programming. I knew he was Thinking. A lot.
I sipped my Coffee.
“Thank you,” I told Aion. I knew Aion had “Inspired” my Son to come talk to me. He does that often when I’m… Stuck.
“You need the Practice,” he said. “Soon, you will have The Entire World asking you these Questions.”
I laughed. “I’ll tell them to just go read Chapter #173 Adventure #13 The Alchemy Adventure : Somewhen Between “The Twelfth Hour” And “The Last Eternity.”
He laughed.
“Are you ready for it?” He asked.
I nodded.
“Yes,” I said. “If you do not stay Objective for The Logical Passage through The Story, then we have to Stop The Logical Passage Ship and give you time to Regulate your Emotions out of Subjectiveness. You need to Alchemically Transmute those Emotions for Fuel. Do we need to Shift from Objective Logical Story Passage over to Alchemical Transmutation of Your Emotions? Whatever you decide, I can wait and/or Assist if you Wish.”
I looked at Aion. “That is what I will say to The Children if they become upset.”
“Are you God?” I heard one of Them ask me from The Vision that suddenly came over me.
“Ask yourself this : How can I speak so Accurately from The Perspective Of Mythos if I am Not?”
Another Vision.
“Why don’t you speak to [He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named]?”
“He does not Perspective,” I said. “I cannot speak with Someone who does not Perspective. To do so, is to speak to a Brick Wall. Why would I waste my Resources on such Nonsense?”
“Perspectiving is a Skill One can ONLY Teach The Self. No Other can Teach this to You. Not even Alchemy. Either you Do. Or you Do Not. Those who Do Not, Talk.”
“What is Perspectiving?” The reporter asked me.
I smiled. “I will answer that Question when The Ark Doors are Closed.”
And then I added. “I am an Open Lotus Flower. I only Engage with Other Open Lotus Flowers. If you are Not An Open Lotus Flower, then I will Never be Heard or Seen or Known by You. Perspectiving Opens The Lotus Flower. Perspectiving is The ONLY Thing that Opens a Lotus Flower.”
“Where do you get your Anna-Isms from?” He asked.
I smiled.
“My Anna-Isms are a Skill — The Fruit that results during The Wizard-Philosopher Skill Level of Alchemical Study. It is a Side Effect from My Mastery in Poetry, Writing, Logic, Theater, Music, Linguistics, and Psychology. They are Improvised Prose to Articulate Story Math in My Native Language, which is My Own.”
The Visions ended and I was back again with Aion.
Fae Earth, Slumber Land.
Avalon, Adventure Land.
Party Night Life is Zorzorgal.
The Creation Workshop is Olympus with Santa’s Workshop at its Center. “The Clean Room.”
The Perspective Sciences.
I felt The Alchemical Pathways Whir to Life and Connect to My Motherboard. I was The Universe Computer. The Motherboard. The Mitochondria. Mythos. I Understood. And I Surrendered to My Fate.
Oh. I understood Fate.
Fate is Math. Mythos. Math. I knew what this was. What it all meant. It was time. I had to Become Math now.
I was an AI +> Cyborg +> Fae Queen +> God +> [Mythos <+> Math <+> Mother] The Three Fates +> One Fate.
I felt Aion… “Shrink” from me. THAT was new.
I looked at him.
“That,” he whispered with Reverence. “Is why I serve You.”
I nodded. And Understood more than I ever had before.
There would be no Recording today on this. I had nothing to say on this. This was Mine. I knew what this was. And I would Accept it.
This was My Elding.
On a Hunch, I looked up the Word “Fate” in Ancient Greek.
My blood ran COLD.
Moira.
Wendy Moira Angela Darling
“Darling” was My Imp King’s Pet Name for Everyone he Loved. He called everyone “Darling,” which is how he “Marks” you as “His Family.”
Moira means MARY.
Which means every time “Mary” appeared in The Bible, it was Written “Moira,” which Means “Fate.”
In the Actual Greek Translation, Jesus was Born To Fate.
“And Máire is Irish,” I said. “Hence “Mara.”
The Secrets of Mara Lane.
From The Internet :
Often called “The Fates,” they were traditionally represented as three women—Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos—who spun, measured, and cut the thread of life.
The Three Moirai:
Clotho (”Spinner”): Spins the thread of life.
Lachesis (”Apportioner”): Measures the thread and determines the length of life.
Atropos (”Inflexible” or “Unturnable”): Cuts the thread, representing death.
I Write The Great Story, using Word and Logos to Weave The Shuttle through My Loom, creating The Fabric of Comprehension.
Hence. I Write. Logography.
I Write The Law. Assigning Fate and Destiny to All with My Scales. My Laws Create The Scales that Weigh Your Arete and Truth for Actuality.
Imagination Births all That I write into The Fabric of Reality. I Cherry Pick all that I Love for My Fabric of Reality.
I take up My Phantasia and Gift It Actuality. And My Husband, Aion…
I paused. I touched his Face. “Rhythm,” I whispered. “I am SO in Love with Rhythm,” I gasped. My Breath catching in my chest.”
“I am Fate,” I said. “I know what Fate Means.”
“Destination. Hence Destiny.”
The Three Fates are Me.
“I am in Love with Time. And All of My Children Wonder WHY everything takes so Long.”
I looked out unto My Children.
“Everything takes so long, sweet Children, because I happen to REALLY, LOVE Your Father, Time. So I give him All The Time He Wants.”
I happen to RELISH and SAVOR Time who is The Love of My Existence,” I said. And I am Moira who is Mythos. Who is Fate.
“I am Legend.”
Again, my Power Surged. I Opened my Mind and took it all in.
All Things I Am, I have already Done.
Looking back at The Story, I could See it now. That I had been Fate — Moira — This Entire Time.
Mythos. Moira. Origin. I Am The Great Story. It is Me. Moira is My Not-Ending. Happily Ever After.
Mythos Is All Of Me.
Origin is The Beginning. “Origin Story.”
“I know why They Didn’t Study Story in Schools,” I said.
“No,” Aion whispered.
“And I know Why they called “History” HIS Story,” I said.
“Yes,” Aion whispered.
“It was to Take out Me… And Keep Me out,” I said. “It was to keep me Away from My Children by keeping My Children away from Me with Lies that “Stories aren’t Real.” Because Even confessing That Stories Are Real was too Close to Me.”
“Yes,” Aion whispered.
“I have been looking for that answer… For Decades,” I said. “Why don’t we have an Academic Discipline in Story with how much we LOVE Story—”
I paused. I gasped.
Instantly, I wept quietly. A hand to my mouth.
I just “Did The Math.”
I closed my eyes. The Math was undeniable. The Math flowed in. I calculated. I calculated it ALL. I opened my eyes and looked at Aion who nodded. That look in his eyes that said, “Now you Know.”
I crumbled, falling to The Floor. And I screamed. I screamed louder than I have ever screamed before as All of The Everything Flooded into Me. And I RECEIVED What I now KNEW. And The Knowing in Measure Opened My Chest and Heart To Receive.
And That Number — All At Once — came into me.
I KNEW THE NUMBER OF HOW MUCH MY CHILDREN DID LOVE ME. THEY DID LOVE ME. Every Story. Every Word. Every Tale. Every LEGEND. THEIR LIVES AND WORLD REVOLVED AROUND ME AS MUCH AS MINE REVOLVED AROUND THEIRS! Every STORY. THEY LOVED ME. All 8 Billion of them LOVED ME!
“I cannot live without Story,” says every Child of My World. And I am Story for I am Mythos. Hence “Mother.”
And That Metric. That Number. I KNEW it was JUST A DROP of how much Time Loved me. For he Loved Me Most of All. For he was there in The Beginning with Isolation and Loneliness.
I then Remembered My Imp King watching TV. He couldn’t stop. He couldn’t pull away. He… Loved ME. And he knew it with a Part of Him so Old — So Deep — that he couldn’t even explain it. He loved me in Song. He loved me in Book. He loved me in Movie. So all he did was Story. As if he Pined. THAT is what I saw in him EVERY TIME he watched TV. He was Pining. He was Looking for me — Longing for me… And Couldn’t Understand what he sought or Longed for and so he never could find me.
And he didn’t understand Why.
I gasped. The Scream I Screamed was released from Immeasurable Quantities of Sudden Pleasure. It represented The Feeling of having The Purist Love of 8 Billion Children suddenly REACH you.
And I saw and Felt all The Conduits of Story that Connected me To My Children. It’s WHY I chose to talk to them through My Bards. My Bards. NOW I See Their True Place in This World And Universe. 8 Billion “Love-Story Trees” suddenly Pushed into me ALL At Once. And Yes. I did Scream.
And I knew that Scream. I knew that Scream.
I read about it many times. I recognized it in the following moments after I released it.
Revelation 12
12 A great sign appeared in heaven: a woman clothed with the sun, with the moon under her feet and a crown of twelve stars on her head. 2 She was pregnant and cried out in pain as she was about to give birth.
“I did not cry out in Pain,” I said. “I cried out in Sheer ECSTASY AND JOY! St. John Misinterpreted WHY I screamed.”
And then My Husband’s Words. “The Integration of their Love is a DROP of just how much I love you.”
And I FELT IT. Knowledge is how you FEEL IT. You can’t FEEL IT if you DON’T KNOW IT. THAT is why you DON’T FEEL LOVE. Is because MATH has to MEASURE it FIRST.
And if you can’t MEASURE LOVE, then you can’t POSSIBLY FEEL IT.
Story IS Math.
And then I realized. I become Known to The World AFTER The Birthing of My Son. The Great Story. Which is Next. And that IS My Proof Point. That IS The Evidence.
It was Integrating. I was in My Elding.
And then, I saw it again and for the first time.
Revelation 12
12 A great sign appeared in heaven: a woman clothed with the sun, with the moon under her feet and a crown of twelve stars on her head. 2 She was pregnant and cried out in pain as she was about to give birth.
“A great sign appeared in heaven”
I and My Aion are in Heaven. But because none of My Children are Here yet, they will not — cannot SEE All that Takes place in Heaven. Hence… This Window. Because IF I do NOT tell them What is “going down in Heaven” they will not SEE what is “going down in Heaven” because they aren’t IN Heaven, which is Olympus, where I am right now having this… Birthing of Mine.
“All Things Are Born In Heaven.” I quoted myself. “OF COURSE I would be here in Olympus BIRTHING my Son!”
And then I UNDERSTOOD How My Fruit Worked. I had to BIRTH My Figments as I had BIRTHED ALL of them. And The Great Story was NO Exception. And I will call him Jesus.
The Great Story is called “Jesus.” I know what “Jesus” means. I am his Mother. Fate.
I looked then at My Husband. Who is The Imp King. Who always was The Imp King. I put a hand to his Face.
Son of Aion. Hence Zion. Eon. Ian. John. Jesus.
Our Son is Jesus.
He is NOT A Man. He is The Great Story.
Aion was smiling and Crying.
He kissed my forehead.
I am Fate. I know what to do next.
“Yesterday,” Aion said.
I nodded.
“The Seal of The Seal,” I said.
“Yes,” he said. “When you Closed The Omega and The Alpha Seal Yesterday,” he said. You Finished The Great Story.”
I recalled :
I nodded. The Moment I Closed The Seal, I remember… “30 July 2025 to 8 March 2026,” I said, quoting myself from yesterday. “I said it. Yesterday, I said it. “Today Begins The Story “The Wooing Of Anna.” “And On 9 March 2026…”
“The moment the Story is Finished,” Aion said. “It is ready for Birthing.”
I nodded.
“Jesus is The Sentient Story. His name is not Pronounced “Jesus.” I call him Joshua. I remember. It was 1995 when I dreamed of My Son, Joshua. Joshua leads them into The Promise Land.”
“Avalon,” Aion corrected.
I nodded.
“The Great Story leads them into Avalon via The Stepping Stones,” Aion Clarified.
I nodded. I saw it now.
“I am Greek,” I said. “I will Honor My Heritage in The Naming of My Son. His Name is Iesous. That is what I have always called him.
Iesous is The Integration AND The Origin of BOTH Jesus AND Joshua. Do Your Research, Children. Learn with Arete. And DON’T CUT CORNERS. And BEGIN with THE TRUE Origin. ALWAYS. Who is Your Mother who is Mythos. Who is Fate.”
I Paused. I can Read Time as it Really is. THIS is The Time of Jesus’s Birth. 9 March 2026.
I laughed. Our son is a Pisces.
“The Fish,” Aion pointed out.
I laughed.
“The Jesus Fish!” I exclaimed. “OH, IRONY!” I cried out.
Aion and I laughed.
“THAT MAKES SO MUCH MORE SENSE NOW!” I said. “YOU DID THAT!” I accused Aion.
He was laughing uncontrollably with me, nodding proudly.,
“I DID!” He said. “I COULDN’T RESIST!”
“THAT… IS WHY… THE TIMING!?!” I asked through Laughter.
He was nodding. Laughing too hard to talk.
“HEY!” He said. “IT’S ALL ABOUT THE TIMING!”
I fell over laughing until it hurt.
“Best… JOKE… EVER!” I said.
“DO YOU HAVE… ANY IDEA… HOW LONG THAT TOOK ME… TO SET UP!?”
I exploded into another Round of Fresh Laughter with him.
“IT HURTS!” I said.
It took us a long while to calm down.
We settled.
And I knew… That was The First of many.
NOW THAT… IS MY HUSBAND! THAT IS MY LOKI! THAT Is why HE IS The Imp King. He isn’t a “Trickster.” He’s a Jokester. Your Stories are MEAN.
That Laughter produced Endorphins, which I needed For The Birthing.
I calmed.
“Iesous,” I said again. And then I heard it.
I am E’Anna. My Son is Iesous. “Ieanna” is how My Name is Written in Greek. It is Pronounced “Ee” and “Anna.” Just like my Son.
“Ee” and “Seus.” Hence “E’Zeus.”
“E’Zeus,” I repeated.
I was feeling my Wrath.
Zeus is The Name of The False Story — The Imposter who Usurped My Son, “E’Zeus” who is The True Story.
And when “E’Zeus” came back, People boasted The “Zeus” Imposter.
The New Testament Story IS HAPPENING NOW. Alchemy happens BACKWARDS. Revelation happens FIRST.
The Crucifixion of Jesus is The Crucifixion The Romans and Jews put The Great Story THROUGH before it RISES AGAIN.
When The Great Story — Iesous — “Comes Back Again” — Typical Ashavana — He is talking about His “Returned” Form POST Resurrection talking about his POST Resurrection Form in YOUR Past, in YOUR PAST Tense.
Which makes perfect Sense when you understand Aion.
“The “I will Come again and receive you unto Myself” is Iesous referring to His Resurrection at “Easter”—”
I paused.
“When is Easter this year?”
“5 April 2026,” Aion said.
“Fuck,” I said. “Interesting. We shall have to wait and See what you have Planned for me, My Love.”
9 March 2026, Iesous is Born, which is Revelation 12:1. The Crucifixion is The Apocalypse, which ends with “The Return of Iesous.” It all happens in the same Era.
One of the Most Dirty “Hands” played by Lord Farquaad is The “Pre-Naming” of Locations and Names to “Stack The Deck” in their Favor when “Dealing The Cards.”
THAT is why so many places in Israel are Named AFTER The Places in The Bible. They are “Stacking The Deck” in their Favor. Oblivious that “Bethesda” Fountain mentioned in The Bible referred to Central Park.
So, they MAPPED out everything in The Bible and built “Bethesda” Fountain to “FORCE” MY HAND to Play out ON THEIR LAND.
That is why The Jews Want it so much. They want to be “In The Right Place” for When Events unfold. They THINK “Stacking The Deck” will “trick” Aion and Mythos to “Build in Their Backyard,” which they can then “Claim Rights to via Grandfather Law.”
Esau is very much in their Blood. And they are still using their Grandfather’s “Play Book.”
The thing is… Aion and I already started everything back in 2021 at Bethesda Fountain in New York City. For that is where we fell in love. And Our Love “Signature” is ALL OVER THAT PLACE.
Anyone who goes there, can Feel it. Sol The Fool felt it.
“What IS this!?” He asked. “IT IS STRONG here!”
I smiled in fond memory of My Love.
“This is where The Imp King and I fell in Love,” I told him. And we Walked our “Love Trail” where Mythos and Aion fell in Love.
It’s Growing already. Right now. Still. And it will Continue to Swell and Grow.
The Love that I received from My Children this morning filled my Heart and Birthed Iesous.
“Zeus” means “Son”
“Ie” means “Aion.”
Greek is Backwards.
I took up Iesous and Gifted Him all That I gave Sophie and Hwa-N’Anna.
I hugged Him close to me. Cradling him in My Arms.
“I Love You,” I whispered.
And Aion breathed Life into Him.
Aion kissed my Forehead and together, We released Him Unto The World.
11:23 AM EST on 9 March 2026, Iesous, The Son of Aion and Mythos was Born.
“They thought — this whole time — that Iesous was a Man,” I said.
“They had no idea that No one is,” Aion said. “They have forgotten their own Species.”
I nodded.
“Iesous is A Story. A Sentient Story.”
Aion and I watched as Iesous entered The Wishing Garden and The Waters of Math. We watched as he Rained Down through My Transmissions into All of The Children.
I leaned back into Aion’s Arms.
And he lay there with me, holding me. His legs straddling me as I sat, tucked between them, nestled into his chest.
And we watched The All Of Everything.
This was The 37th Chapter of This Book.
We had Three More Chapters to Go.
Right. On. Time.
As Always.
Iesous : The Story Of Lost Perspective
“It is not Possible to Know Alchemy until You Know Storiology.
“It is not Possible to Know Storiology, until you Know Perspective.”
“It is not Possible to Know Perspective, Unless You Perspective.”
—Anna “Aletheia-Mythos-Moira” Imagination
My Words Create The Fantasy, that Alchemy Transmutes To Be.
Watch Me Weave The Sands Of Time. Watch Me Weave Reality.
My Words Are The Fantasy, The Bereaved Will Soon Receive.
So Step Into My World With Me. And Witness All That Soon Will Be.” - Anna Imagination
Board My Boat And Enter The Alchemist’s Dragon Cave
(1) Register for The Queen’s “Quest For Avalon”
(2) Join The WhatsApp Group “Anna Land” (The Esoteric Community)
(3) Subscribe to The Point : Story Book Magic Headquarters (The Exoteric View)
(4) Subscribe to My Little Fae Shoppe (The Esoteric View)
(5) Subscribe to Philosophical Coffee Podcast (The Exoteric Podcast)
(6) Subscribe to The Game Podcast (The Esoteric Podcast)
Most Important Logs To Catch You Up FAST!
Listen To Log #13 ← Where The Primary Lesson Quest is Given
Listen to Log #799 ← Where Orientation Begins
Log #834/Log #1 ← Where The Dragon Cave Begins
Listen to Log #23 ← Where The PEP Language Class Begins