When we Forgot to Forget, We Remembered Everything!
The Memory resurrection Files: 05 The Angelic Human Timeline Was Never Forgotten — Just Buried
Before they rewrote our story, we remembered through song, spiral, pigment, and breath. The image above is a living glyph — a portrait of pre-invasion truth.
🪶 Intro
What follows is not poetry. It’s planetary memory. A resonance field wrapped in rhythm.
These are not verses. They are vibrational records. A scroll of remembrance etched into the cellular archives of those who never truly forgot. If it stirs you, it’s because you’ve held this memory too.
What you’re about to read is not fiction, nor prophecy — it’s a record. A resonance key embedded in our breath, bones, and blueprint.
Read it slowly. Aloud, if you can. Let the rhythm retune your remembrance.
The Scroll:
We Remember Everything
We remember everything.
Before the fall.
Before the feast.
When Angelic Humans
First touched Earth’s soil —
At the second seeding,
After Tara’s blast and bleeding.
Then came the beast.
Twisting our DNA into junk,
What we were meant to be
Became just a fragment
In a false-light reality.
Once at one with the firmament —
Earth, stars and sky,
Krystala and Partiki.
And in your rage,
You tore Earth’s ley lines
From limb to limb,
To bar any sacredness
From entering in.
You stole our women and our kin
For breeding into your psycho dream —
As if your bloodline
Was a thing you could redeem.
You sought to make Earth yours —
Our only sanctuary after the collapse.
You rewrote our genome,
Stunted the central synapse
Of our blood, bones, and spine.
You sought to shutter our stargates,
Declared them "all mine,"
Sealed the entrance
To our eternal home
With the invention of time.
But to pull all that off
With a straight face,
You had to rewrite
The history of our race.
You buried our science,
Hijacked the Bible,
And made us the villains
In your egoic fable.
You clipped our telomeres,
So we’d never live long enough
In your phantom matrix
For us to call your bluff.
You sealed our Mother’s voice
Inside a tomb,
Silenced her essence,
And crowned yourself gods
Of an empire of doom.
Though dormant, still we held within —
From crucifixions to cybernetics —
Our memory of everything.
Every inversion. Every trick.
You minted our Creation Currency,
Used the breath from our bodies,
Polished your death-cult spectacles
With the sweat of our brows —
We began to discard our vows.
Though we sensed the vampires in our midst,
Still we forgot. And then —
Through the fog and the mist,
We slowly began to reawaken.
Reset after reset,
Floods and fires raged,
As you tried to override
Our inherent cosmic wisdom
With academentia and lies.
You wormed your way
Into our bloodstream
One last time
With nanotech and parasites,
Scaring our souls into leaving,
Asphyxiating our breathing
And yet — something still stirred.
That divine Angelic blueprint,
Though blurred,
Awakened.
The seed code lit.
The spiral flame glinted.
Our collective knowing
Became radiant and glowing.
We finally remembered.
And now we know.
As we watch you writhe in desperation —
We reconstitute from memory
Our restored vibration.
Our truth now returns you
To the dust you knew
Would be your due.
For when we forgot to forget,
When the floodgates opened,
When we questioned the debt,
When the absence of abundance
No longer made sense —
Now the Angelic Human
Rises to dance.
After eons in chains.
After ages of war.
We claim our timeline of origin,
Not the casino of chance.
And in this new and ancient story,
The True Earth and her children
Rise in joy and glory —
Not in vengeance, but with clarity.
With the fire of flame and spiral
In our hearts and navel,
Secured to our carriage.
Now in the end game,
Though your Fibonacci loops
Entangled us in denial —
You always feared and knew:
The Angelic Human Template
Could never be replaced
By a counterfeit like you.
We soar now to our destiny,
Through ever lighter densities,
Riding the Blue Flame of Amenti,
Ascending through the Kathara now,
Spiraling into unity —
Coursing the path home, forever free.
🌀 Closing Reflection:
We are the memory holders.
We are the flame-bearers.
This scroll is not the end — it’s the ignition.
Feel free to share this poem, remix it, speak it in ceremony, or anchor it in your art.
When Angelic Humans remember — the whole grid shifts.
I welcome any comments you may have.
Peace All Ways
Jane Evershed
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✧ Glossary of Key Terms
Tara — A higher-dimensional planet that once existed in our cosmic lineage; Earth is a fragment of Tara following its catastrophic fall.
Kathara Grid — The original blueprint of the multidimensional human body and universe; a divine map of 12 nodes that anchor the Krystic template.
Creation Currency — Not fiat money, but the sacred life-force, imagination, and soul essence of the Angelic Human. The true wealth of our kind.
Krystala & Partiki — Eternal light and the smallest units of Source expression. They are the primal building blocks of divine creation.
Academentia — A state of intellectual amnesia imposed by institutionalized learning; a system designed to erase, distort, or bury cosmic and ancestral knowing.
Amenti — The eternal Blue Flame fields of living memory beneath Earth’s surface; a sacred region within Inner Earth that holds the original soul codes of Angelic Humans.
Nanotech — Artificial microscopic technologies used by parasitic forces to invade, track, or alter the organic functions of the human body and consciousness.
Stargates — Dimensional passageways encoded into Earth's planetary grids that allow access to higher worlds and original home worlds. These were sealed or hijacked in many of the planetary distortions.
Spiral Flame — The core living current of Source within all beings. It flows as a spiral rather than a straight line, connecting us to eternal life structures and harmonic creation.
Phantom Matrix — A distorted timeline or artificial energetic reality created through hijacked systems; an inorganic overlay designed to siphon life force and delay soul evolution.
Remembering 🎁
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