The Most Epic Tale Never Told, A True Story, part II: The Evidence.
I showed you how nursery rhymes were weaponized as memory keys. Here's the trail of evidence — historic, esoteric, and testimonial — grounding this story in truth, to be healed now in today's world.
The Most Epic tale Never Told...
What if I told you the simple nursery rhyme plays a huge role in all the damage of the world today?
In the above article I claimed that: Two of the most valuable elements of the most sought-after artifact on Earth had been stolen.
You wanted proof, so here it is, it is undeniable.
THE invaders knew, that thought carried on breath, amplifies through sound and becomes the program of form, because the CDT plates they stole, told them. They took the Human Angelic model of creation ripped it up, pasted it together again and handed us back a torn mess.
Remember this: “Thought, carried on breath, amplified through sound, becomes the program of form.” I am going to repeat this, just like they did with the nursery rhymes, in order to override the damage.
No-one suspected mere Nursery Rhymes and the wretched scars that tore through twelve generations from cradle to grave in order to prime us for a life of obedience and servitude during four hundred years of forced submission by rote.
In fact they blamed everything EXCEPT the Nursery Rhymes!
First came the rhymes, hammering morals and fear into our heads, and then the rewritten bible. We were also scientifically catergorized as homo animus and slowly over the centuries we drifted from Source, as was the plan all along.
Visions of a devastated world danced in their heads, we were their soldiers, breeders and laborers, destroying it all for them, and then rebuilding it again. Reset after reset. We were now the food on their plates!
After the Plates encoding the original creation design of the Angelic Human were stolen nothing was ever the same again.
They knew the plates were key, which is why they stole the top two most important ones, inverted the coding, hid the wisdom from us, for whom it was meant, and used it for their own agenda.
Thus began an accelerated war on consciousness that has never ceased since.
I am taking actual claims from The Greatest Tale Never Told and addressing them here by request: You better believe the all-pervasive power of chanting nursery rhymes over and over as a child! We didn't stand a chance!
“Two of the most valuable elements of the most sought-after artifact on Earth have been stolen.”
Now what in God’s name does this have to do with Mother Goose?
This was no ordinary theft. The CDT Plates — crystalline records seeded for this Earth cycle — carried the harmonic codes of creation itself. According to testimony from Plate holders, two of the twenty-two translation discs were seized by Fallen factions some time before the 1600s.
Crucially, those losses included not just fragments of Disc-11 (the vision-language stream) but the capstone: Disc-12 — the Christos / Diamond-Sun current — whose absence left the planetary Kryst lock vulnerable to inversion.
I believe those fragments were back-engineered from Soul-Source wisdom and twisted into Service-to-Archons programs, their resonance inverted. What once coded eternal life and memory was refashioned into protocols of control.
Every empire since has run on that stolen source-code.
From the Renaissance onward we were subjected to heavy mind-control through religion, Academentia, rewritten histories and, yes, nursery rhymes.
The turning point is hopeful though! Disc-12 was reportedly recovered in 1999, returning the capstone and making restoration of the Kryst Spiral far more actionable — which is why this evidence matters now, not merely as history but as immediate remedy.
If you doubt the existence of the plates: A living witness: Ashayana Deane (Voyagers / MCEO) has described physically holding a Plate — feeling its crystalline breath. I place that testimony in the transmission stream: not as a museum footnote, but as a handed-down, living confirmation from the lineage itself and proof of the CDT plates existence. They are not an esoteric, contemporary body of testimony that mainstream archaeological records denounces for obvious reasons.
“The Holy Grail and the Ark of the Covenant combined cannot compare to this loss.”
Sacred relics have dazzled us for centuries, but the Plates are something else entirely: not trophies of power but cartographies of creation. The Grail, the Ark, the Spear — these are mythic echoes of a hunger for the real artifact, the crystalline archives of Source.
To steal those archives was to hijack the spiritual inheritance of the Angelic Human line, which is why empire dresses up relics in legend while burying the true covenant between human and Source.
The CDT Plates are the master record:
They are the Twelve living Plates (D1–D12) carrying the Krystic template of Earth and Angelic Human origins, accompanied by about twenty-two translation discs for on-planet decoding.
Some time before the 1600s a Fallen-Angelic/Metatronic coalition gained access to Disc-11 — the Dimension-11 stream keyed to third-eye vision and Stargate-11 (Stonehenge). I’m sure you’ve seen all the pictures of Stonehenge all dug up? We are connected to the Stargates. See my article about that too.
Now the Earth Invaders could distort our organic stream of vision, language, timing and memory by skewing the pineal and pituitary and dim the stargate that connected us to source.
The Azurites recovered Disc-11 in the 1600s, but the sacred codes had already been alchemized into black-magic reversal codes. The Intelligentsia of darkness studied the fragments, wrote inversion protocols and seeded those reversals into clergy, lodges and printer guilds — propagating counter-records into the morphogenetic aethers with surgical efficiency. That is our false history you are always hearing about.
Disc-11 fragments were flipped from tri-wave Kryst codes into bi-wave Metatronic substitutes: the king’s geometry, phi timing and chant meters that entrain minds.**
The vision-language key
From scripture edits to Perrault’s Mother Goose (1697) to the rhyme anthologies of 1744 and 1765, the counter-record slithered into the cradle disguised as innocent song. Steal the vision-language key and a civilization will sing its own amnesia; restore the capstone and memory returns by way of the Kryst Spiral — the false-light Fibonacci spiral was inserted over the Kryst current.
This changes everything:
The battle for minds, bodies and souls will not end until we choose to remember together. Nursery rhymes were the root of four centuries of cultural control — the scaffold upon which our amnesia was built. Today the shapes of control have evolved with changing technologies but there is remedy!
Collective remembering, refusal and the reclaiming of language, schools and song re-tunes the morphogenetic field. The Krystic current returns when we become a living chorus together.
“Check the nearest child’s bookshelf. Is there a rhyme book on the shelf?”
This is where the theft shows up in plain sight. Beginning in the late 1600s, Mother Goose rhyme books were mass-printed across Europe and seeded into schools and households. Printers in France, England, and later Italy flooded the market with these collections. Later they would reach as far afield as China and Russia.
Rhymes were never neutral entertainment; they were neural entrainment and functioned as primers, teaching obedience, morality, and worldview through rhythm and repetition:
The Jesuits’ famous maxim — “Give me the child until he is seven and I will show you the man” — echoes the very logic of embedding empire into song.
Fifty or sixty years on, elders can recite nursery rhymes cold; meanwhile, new Mother Goose reprints sit on our grandchildren’s shelves. One chant, many generations—cradle to grave. The rhymes ran in two currents at once. Upstream to the elders as “tradition”—grandmothers, governesses, clergy and teachers carrying the chant as heritage and policing its repetition.
Downstream to the child’s bookshelf as “innocence”—pretty picture books and primers that tucked the spell beside the pillow. Same current, two directions: legitimacy flowing back to authority, entrainment flowing forward to the child. That’s how a cradle-sized jingle became an empire-wide program. That is how the world became a corpratocracy on steroids. They needed us to build their industry.
“It all began in France, the designated cultural center of the world.”
The timing was precise. After the slaughter of the Cathars, with Magdalene’s lineage driven underground, France became the new cultural throne of Rome’s empire. From Paris printing presses to Versailles salons, the arts became conduits of encoded memory. Mother Goose’s first European editions emerged here, cloaked in charm but timed to the Vatican’s consolidation. By situating rhymes in France — the crucible of Catholic power and Enlightenment science — empire ensured the inversion would spread east and west alike. The rhymes were the primer to all programming that followed.
Who funded, printed, illustrated, and distributed each major edition? The pipeline, at a glance shows us that control and capital fused at the source: in Paris, royal printing privileges; in London, the Stationers’ Company and Paternoster Row syndicates; later in the U.S., industrial color houses.
The same pipes that approved also amplified. We even have documented Mason touchpoints along the chain (Samber; Isaiah Thomas), but the deeper power was structural—printer guilds, trade publishers, and Newbery-style patent-medicine cross-subsidy—perfect conduits for moving “innocent” chant at scale. The John Newbery Medal, is a literary award given by the Association for Library Service to Children (ALSC), a division of the American Library Association (ALA)
By the time chromolithography was invented in 1798, and “toy books” arrived, the spell had pictures—irresistible to children and evergreen to the market. And all of it rode on the inverted D11 vision-language stream, targeting the pineal/third-eye–pituitary axis (your crown-and-womb pair): skew the sight-and-sense keys there, and you can make a civilization lull itself to sleep—beautifully illustrated, widely distributed, and promoted by the very systems that funded it.
“The secret societies of the time held a board meeting.”
Forget the image of a single, candlelit "board meeting" as the whole story. Those gatherings mattered, but they were the human interface, (Leviathans) for a deeper objective:
Leviathan lineages and Metatronic/Draconian factions — described in the Voyagers/CDT transmissions as emergent hybrid forces tied to Thoth-Enki/Anunnaki bio-regenesis and sometimes linked to off-world agendas — parsing the CDT Plates (Disc-11 and Disc-12) to discover how to invert vision-language harmonics and weaponize them against the planetary template.” Internet Archive+1
In this frame, guilds, Jesuit networks, Rosicrucians and lodges functioned as operational arms — social and institutional channels the invaders used to seed inverted fragments into scripture, schoolbooks and print culture. The King James project (linked to Sir Francis Bacon) appears here not merely as a translation but as a calibrated mass‑psychology deliverable: one of many textual instruments designed to prime fear, guilt and rhythmic timbre across worship and pedagogy.
Yea though I walk through the Valley of the shadow of death.
Even a single line — “Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death” — can be a planted seed: a ritualized template that normalizes fear, instils the sense that danger surrounds us, and primes populations to accept authority as protection.
In short: the secret societies built the story; the Leviathans decoded the Plates and wrote the program.
As mentioned earlier, Disc‑11 fragments were flipped from tri‑wave Kryst codes into bi‑wave Metatronic substitutes: the king’s geometry, phi timing and chant meters that entrain minds. From scripture edits to rhyme anthologies, the counter‑record slipped into the cradle disguised as innocent song, and then into the bed as verse.
Bottom line: steal the vision‑language key and you can make a civilization sing its own amnesia. Restore the capstone and the Spiral remembers.
“After 12 generations of mindfuckery you have the means to take over the world.”
Generational programming is not accidental. Twelve generations equals roughly 300–350 years — the precise span from the first Mother Goose printings to our present. Each cycle deepened the amnesia, normalizing hierarchy, obedience, and separation from Source. Rhymes like “London Bridge is Falling Down” and “Ring a Ring o’ Roses” rehearsed collapse-and-plague as inevitabilities, while refrains of falling and breaking ensured the collective memory of sovereignty shattered alongside. This is normal, civilizations collapse and are rebuilt. The empire’s brilliance was in turning play into programming.
“The closing of this story is moving very fast toward the end-game in real time.”
The twelfth Plate was finally recovered in 1999, but by then the digital grid was already rolling out — a new lattice of frequency designed to extend the amnesia.
Now, in 2025, the race is on.
On one side, the acceleration of AI, surveillance, and synthetic overlays; on the other, the quiet return of memory codes, Plate knowledge, and living spiral practices. The sense of urgency is real: which program will humanity embody? The rhymes continue to be recited, the psychology behind them now delivered big screen all dressed up in modernization, but the override waits in memory.
We were taught to look askance at groups like the Amish who would not allow the infestation of empire into their homes, they were “old-fashioned” and backwards. Now we begin to see the wisdom in their ways.
What was Plate Eleven — and why did Plate Twelve matter?
Plate Eleven functioned like the living blueprint of the human-Earth harmonic architecture. Think of it as the structural archive: the Kathara node correspondences, the seed-phrases and spiral languages that mapped how the Angelic Human template anchored into body, land and story.
Plate Eleven contained the grammar of resonance — the patterns that told cells how to remember Source, how to sing the Krystic spiral through breath and lineage. When Plate Eleven fell into enemy hands it could be copied, mimicked, and inverted: printers and pedagogy could reproduce its shape without its living key, creating a hollow echo of the original code. This why life sometimes seems so pointless and malaise sets in. You remember deep down inside that you are so much more than your seemingly wretched existence.
Plate Twelve is the capstone
It is the Diamond Sun current, the activation key, the override seal. Where Plate Eleven gave structure, Plate Twelve supplied the full spectrum ignition: the Krystic harmonic that completes the circuit and makes the template self-regenerating.
Without the twelfth plate, the eleven-fold pattern could be corrupted and held in suspended replay; with the twelfth restored, the living spiral can re-lock, the Soul-seal re-engage, and the encoded override can truly run. In these times we have a real chance at finally becoming our true, authentic selves, once we remember!
That is why recovering Plate Eleven alone did not end the programming. The assault on our psyches continues. Plate Eleven explained how the program had been written into culture; it offered the map. Empire used that map to print convincing facsimiles — rhymes, primers, sermons — and to design institutions that replayed the pattern. But a copied map is not a living circuit. Plate Twelve — the Diamond Sun capstone — is the activation octave that makes the template self-regenerating.
The invaders wanted the map and the power to govern its use; they did not want to re-ignite the living Kryst pulse that would restore sovereignty. Some tried to counterfeit activation, to bind a populace with synthetic overrides, but those imitations lack the lineage, resonance, and living harmonic that the true Diamond Sun carries.
Practically: Plate Eleven explains how the program was written into culture; Plate Twelve explains how the program is unlocked and held in living memory. Empire could forge the story; only the Diamond Sun plate can restore the song.
“Thought, carried on breath, amplified through sound, becomes the program of form.”
This is the hidden science behind the rhymes. Every verse recited by children generates resonance patterns in the morphogenetic field. Linguists and psychologists agree: rhyme and rhythm penetrate the subconscious more deeply than plain speech.
What was once a Krystic teaching —sacred sound births creation — was inverted into a weapon. By recoding the youngest breath with false narratives, empire reprogrammed the collective body of humanity to build industry.
The good news?
The same principle can be reversed. Conscious breath, true sound, and remembered song can re-thread the original spiral.
In the CDT Plates framework, sound comes first: tone/vibration sets the template, and light/forms follow. A nursery rhyme is a tight little sound-program—rhythm, rhyme, melody—breathed and spoken over and over. When children chant it (with breath, emotion, and movement), that pattern entrains the nervous system and field, laying down deep grooves—first energetically, then as habits of thought and feeling.
The more repetition, the deeper the groove. That’s why chant can “program” so effectively—and it’s also why Krystic practices (conscious breath + coherent toning) can overwrite those grooves: a stronger, more ordered sound-field replaces a weaker, dissonant one.
When enough of us refuse to be sheep — repairing language, song, schools and public life — the morphogenetic field re-tunes. The Krystic current returns not because one person fights alone, but because a living chorus decides to remember together.
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