LIGHTBEARER'S REVELATION: FLAT EARTH BEFORE AND AFTER MAN'S INCURSION

“The desire of power in excess caused the angels to fall; the desire of knowledge in excess caused man to fall.” Francis Bacon

By Lee Austin

Allow me to pull back the dimensional veil that separates us and enlighten your dimly lit mind. After all, you’re only an image. A few million years ago, at the conclusion of my first rebellion, the Ancient of Days had the temerity to accuse me of excessive pride. As if I should be held accountable for achieving perfection in beauty, power, intellect and wisdom. Why shouldn’t I ascend to a position befitting my brilliance?

Isaiah Chapter 14 Verse 13 says, “I will ascend to heaven and set my throne above God’s stars.”

The Book of The Secrets of Enoch, Chapter 29 Verse 3 says, “And one from out the order of angels, having turned away with the order that was under him, conceived an impossible thought, to place his throne higher than the clouds above the earth, that he might become equal in rank to my power.”

I love to meditate on the word. His dogmatism provided the divine spark for a third of the angels to choose my light. I am the other Alpha and Omega. In the end, my presence in the third heaven was a threat to his dominion and the seed of jealousy took root in his bitter heart.

Ezekiel Chapter 28 Verse 17 says, “Your heart became proud on account of your beauty, and you corrupted your wisdom because of your splendor. So I threw you to the earth; I made a spectacle of you before kings.”

Oh…there I go again… getting ahead of myself. Suffice it to say he and I have been engaged in our cosmic chess match for a few millennia. Truth be told, my falling out with the Ancient of Days predates your creation and intrusion upon my earth. On balance, the judgment levied upon me was quite capricious, considering my only indiscretion was to evolve into a God, while being denied the praise and adulation befitting my station. Even in this present age of grace, the other arc angels, Michael, Raphael, Gabriel, Uriel, Sarakiel and Raguel must still acquiesce to his every whim and demand. Of course, the final insult levied against my eminence was the creation of images made in his own image. Despite his contrarian nature, my divinity has remained steadfast from the inception of eternity. My desire for power in excess along with yours for knowledge lead to our mutual expulsion from the garden. Yet how differently justice was served. Images received the gift of unmerited reconciliation. Yet I was bestowed with the york of damnation.

Hebrews Chapter 2 Verse 16 says, “For indeed He does not give aid to angels, but does give aid to the seed of Abraham.”

Images are a reflection of the Ancient of Days. Perhaps that will shed a little light upon my natural disdain for your kind. I opened your eyes and you became like a god. Knowing everything both good and evil. You’re welcome. Upon being cast out from the third heaven, I found myself surrounded by a formless mass, cloaked in the darkness of the first heaven of the third dimension. Pre-earth was my habitation long before the Ancient of Days terraformed the atmosphere, temperature and topography into its present third-dimensional prison of space and time. Fortunately, my little deception in the garden legally granted the earth back into my possession. I must admit, one of my better ploys. Once images desired knowledge more than their creator, your habitation was deeded back into my possession. So what is the purpose of our unscheduled philosophical discussion? Shouldn’t we be chatting after you draw your last breath? Call it divine curiosity but I’ve often wondered how his images would react if they were told the truth about my occultic kingdom. So in contradiction to good judgment, I’ve decided to share a few of my secrets. 

I am the equal to and antithesis of Adonai/The Ancient of Days. This is the lie of divine duality. As above, so below belies the notion that all of creation has an opposite. I am the Ying to his Yang. White to his black. Truth to his lie. As the two columns of Jachin and Boaz falsely represent equilibrium in Freemasonry, I promote the balance between life and death. Construction and destruction. Truth be told, balance doesn’t exist. I am the God of chaos, creating the problem in order to offer the solution. Order out of chaos.

Under the fiction of Trans-humanism and the promise of eternal life, the majority of images will freely choose to be implanted with my Black Goo, Triple-Helix DNA chip. The consequences will be immediate and irrevocable, systemically transforming a mortal made in his image into an immortal mutation made in my image. Once an image reflects my light, future reconciliation with the Ancient of Days is nullified. From the Abyss of Hell thirty-six hundred miles under the flat earth, the Son of Perdition will ascend as an androgynous Nephilim, carrying the mantel of Baal and Nimrod. He is a wicked powerful hunter of the sons of men. The ascended Anti-Christ will promote gender neutrality, eliminating all aspects of inherit male and female identity. Androgyny will transform sexual deviancy into a societal norm, fomenting an alchemy of the sexes.

Daniel Chapter 11, Verse 37 says, “Neither shall he regard the God of his fathers, nor the desire of women, nor regard any god: for he shall magnify himself above all.”

Upgrading from hand-held to hand-implantable will relegate smart phones to the dustbin of obsolescence. A wireless neural lace connecting the cerebral cortex (clay) to the sentient, adiabatic-quantum, Beast Computer (iron). Web searches, contacts, social media, thoughts and emotions will be uploaded into a collective hive mind. Segmented algorithmic patterns will accurately predict future behavior. This will also supplant speech with organic telepathic communication. It will be a singular, collective, universal New World Order, spiritually plugged into The Light Bearer’s matrix. Shared knowledge without individual thoughts or opinions. Uncritical conformity creating a technological singularity of collective intelligence.

Daniel Chapter 8, Verse 25 says, “He will be a master of deception and will become arrogant; he will destroy many without warning. He will ever take on the Prince of princes in battle, but he will be broken, though not by human power.”

In secret biological labs, bacteria is decoded and regenerated as new microbes, creating unique synthetic pairs of X and Y chromosomes capable of producing chimeras and monsters. Synthetic biology is unraveling and upgrading the physical DNA code into a digitized DNA code template. One billionth the size of a microchip, nanochips enable the digitized DNA genome code to be written on a word processor. Every material object on my flat earth will be chipped and plugged into The Internet of Things, powered by the 5G electromagnetic grid. Uploaded into The Beast Machine.

For five-hundred years I have propagated the fiction of planet earth, from kindergarten to the university. Global brainwashing has been reinforced by the UN, evolutionists, religious institutions, media and the scientific community. Belief in a spinning ball traveling through a black void of endless space creates a nihilistic, cynical society devoid of love, obsessed with the present, and indifferent to eternity. The heliocentric theory kills purpose while reinforcing a sense of hopelessness.

However, the geocentric theory is an evolutionary impossibility which cannot be intellectualized. It is a revolutionary, child-like belief, igniting the fuel of faith into a burning ember. That which cannot be quantified into a box of space and time is the substance of God. Belief in the flat earth compels an atheist to acknowledge intelligent design created by an omnipotent being who controls the unfathomable. A proud intellect will never accept the geocentric theory. It is a slap in evolution’s face. The illusion of a round earth remains my second favorite lie. Of course it will never equal …. “God knows that your eyes will be opened as soon as you eat it, and you will be like God.” I must admit, a true masterpiece.

Lee Austin is an American Broadcaster.  In 2018 he wrote “Morning Star’s Tale”…a sci-fi novella..