The Universe is Theirs
The universe should be ours; however, it truly belongs to the minority that hoard the keys to it.
“What they teach you as history is mythology and true mythology is far from fantasy — it is our true history. A bulk of our real history can be found in Egyptian and Greek mythology. Yes, myths reveal to us worlds of other dimensions that make up our true reality.” — Suzy Kassem
The key of life, or the universe, is not made of metal or gold, but one word, one thought, one ticket. Once you unlock the first door, you witness surrealism you thought only existed in movies and books. It’s no coincidence that the “enchanting” characters you often see repeated in illustrations or movie screens share common similarities in appearance or characteristics. For instance, C.S Lewis describes some of the same fantastical elements as Tolkien, Homer’s Iliad, or even Clash of the Titans. These writers had glimpses into these other worlds. They either saw them in their dreams, heard about them – or knew the secret.
There are books over 3000 years old, and some transcribed from limestone that date way before Jesus, that are loaded with secrets to the universe, to wealth and power, spells for anything, ancient words to wake up the dead, and recipes to open doors of your mind or to other worlds. These books teach you the power of words. Pronunciation is key and if one syllable is out of key or the last word in a chant is recited with a short versus long ending, you could find yourself dead or in another world. Yes, open sesame is real. The power of the word. The power of a line — REAL.
I have seen these books. Some are pressed once, while others were handwritten to create only a duplicate or three – no more. At first, I heard about them as a kid through my dad’s stories about his father. As I mentioned on here before on a posting about white magic, my grandfather was a great sage 30Km outside of Giza. He was infamous throughout Cairo, Ghamaza and Helwan for healing people or calling on the spirits to quickly mend the people’s problems. He never took a dime for anything he did because he said that his gifts were not his, the favors from the spirits were not of his doing, and that skills or advice he passed on to others was always done for the goodwill of serving humanity — not for profit. Why? Because he was chosen to have those skills…did not mean he should be rewarded further for being already blessed with them. Since they were a gift to him, they are a gift to the people. Those words are why I am the way I am today.
My grandfather had tons of these books. I personally went to visit his grave last September in this isolated village called Ghamaza which is located on the Nile’s left bank. A microbus dropped me off in this dreamy green oasis where right away I saw a camel chewing on grass under a palm tree and the blistering sun looked like it was reflecting diamonds into the emerald river. This place was bliss in the physical but I was lost and felt so out of place. This little old man on a donkey asked me if I needed help and as soon as I told him I was looking for a graveyard and mentioned my grandfather’s name, he immediately called out to a few people who came out running to see who I was. Then got so excited at the sound of his name and began to acknowledge me as “the granddaughter from America”. More and more people came out yelling, hugging, and kissing, until I got mobbed with villagers all around me. I got the whole Marilyn Monroe treatment. I saw first-hand how my grandfather had enriched so many lives by witnessing first-hand the effects of his greatness. Even his grave was flooded with tiny kids all dressed in bright fluorescent colors and not a single child was taller than my knees! It was the eeriest experience in my life. Since that visit, I dove deeper into studying “the other sides” and that’s why I may not have been all that much here during patches of this year. Mysticism has always flowed in my blood like the water of the Nile flows through my veins.
When my grandfather died, he burned all his books because he feared his sons would get their hands on them. He never even used spells on his own family, or himself. He only used them for GOOD deeds. The stuff in these books can now be found floating around the digital highway in Armaic, hierolglyphics, ancient or Quranic Arabic. They have been banned in many Arab countries,but have already been tampered with by the wrong people. Some of the words in these books are scribed, interpreted, and translated by religious scholars or sheep herders versus a trained western archaeologist. In raw form, these are powerful scrolls. An archaeologist or scientist wouldn’t even know where to begin.
There’s a lot of Truth revealed in these sacred books and that’s why they’re purposefully hidden from the public. One, they contain very sensitive information – that if improperly used, could create disturbance in the cosmic order. Two, you can manipulate people and the environment with these books, and the evil minority do not want us to know they exist. The gold elite do have access to all this information – for thousands of years since the birth of the Illuminati. Truth was raped for the greedy to divide, control, and conquer us with this sacred information. Government intelligence agencies implement some of it into their technologies and strategies. Pharmaceutical giants have already dissected and drained many of the remedies and secrets of the Pharaohs. Heads of today’s largest corporations manipulate their success by manipulating competition. Even games on TV have a hand of sorcery. The word sorcery sounds “fantasy” don’t it? So does George Bush riding around on a unicorn. Bet he has too. Either by reciting, or simply snorting a line.
There are lots of lines from the walls of Egyptian tombs in hieroglyphics that translate word for word for lines in the Quran. I watched this being researched in front of me. There are thousands of references to the sun. There are instructions found for accessing multi-dimensional worlds, how to talk to the people there, what to ask for, and how to depart. Some of the people you meet look wobbly, hybrids, come in weird sizes, vanish and appear like genies, or look like the Devil’s children. There IS an inner world and there are worlds within every world.
For instance, in April, I was told about this man that had an illegal book that made anything possible. A “student” of his took me to see him one day and I quietly told him my problem. I told him that I was cursed before I entered this world and I wanted to know if it was something my grandfather did, or a curse that was actually put on my mother and the women in my family. The man read my planets, scribbled numbers and weird signs on paper. He asked specific questions: my mother’s name, her birth date, her mother’s sun sign and my full name including all my grandfathers names included. After about an hour discussion, he finally asked me if I ate a soul. He meant meat. I said no and then he said I was to prepare for a trip, but before the journey, I had to to get ready. By that he meant, exercise, fasting, cleansing my energies, my body, “not eating souls”.
Then he wrote a line on a sheet of paper and told me to recite it everyday at a specific time. Then he told me that because I was born at a specific time when such and such planets were away from the sun, I was missing “X” and because “X” was missing, I was not in balance. And because I wasn’t in balance, I was susceptible to curses hitting the holes of open energy found in my spiritual wall. If a soul has all their cosmic components in place, they become impenetrable. So instead of figuring out if I had a curse on me or not, and where it came from, we decided to just make me whole and my spirit super durable. To do so, I needed Amber, Topaz or Ruby.
To get the Ruby, the kind that made up for the planet I was missing, I had to go to this world that had the “best stuff” not found on our plane. Sounds already like a fairytale or video game, don’t it? To do so, I had to fast for 2 months. Then at the end of the two months, I was to recite two words with exact pronunciation – without saying them out loud – until then. So what happened?
In those two months, I went crazy. I was told that if I mispronounced the words, I could be visited by demons or something unknown could happen. So, how was I supposed to know the correct way to say them if I couldn’t say them until the last day of fasting? And in the meantime, there were specific items that I had to cleanse with and “rituals” to perform. Yet everything this man told me, corresponded to something else I had read about, or learned from elsewhere somewhere else. In the process of preparing for this “journey”, I went inside who I was. And slowly, everything was making sense to me. My life study of 33 years had finally come to an end. All the pieces finally came together. It was then that I realized who I was.
Many of us believe that if we were ever confronted by genies we would immediately ask for unlimited amounts of money. I opted for spiritual completeness over success or wealth. Because I had the right “mentality”, this unique opportunity was specifically picked and presented to me, while others may have been given other spells congruent to their own unique character and “formula”. I will tell you that there is not a single “simple” spell in any of these books. They all require homework of some kind or the attainment of “things” either in the physical or within self.
There are thousands of spells for everything under the sun – but they’re not meant to be handled by just anyone. After the end of my two months, I did see the men I was told I would see, and I did ask them for I what I needed, and I did say the words correctly – or at least in my mind. I had enough time to practice there. But this experience, showed me that the dreams I thought I had as a kid, were not dreams. And the beings that I encountered in my youth, were real. And indeed, I am not delusional. To tap into a world in your dreams is one thing, but to be present in a surreal reality when you are conscious – is another. I want people to sit back and seriously think about all that is written here for it was truly experienced by someone just like you. I did not take peyote or any sort of drug. I am not someone who just writes about topics based on what other people have written. I only write from what I have personally experienced.
Now, think about this game of life and the odds.
Next time you come across people dressed up as fairies and dwarfs on their way to a medieval festival, Star Trek convention, or a Lord of the Rings conference, know that these streams of imaginative people you see before you have all previously connected to these surreal worlds in their dreams or between consciousnesses. They may like specific facets of “fantasy” because they are identifiable to a glimpse of a world that’s familiar to them – whether they may realize it or not. Yes, I’m also talking about that person with the mystical warrior name who constantly leaves sparkly fairy images and animated .gifs on your Myspace profile. You may have asked yourself, What the hell happened to this person?This.
There’s knowledge out there that should be shared with the masses. After all, I do know the ancients scribed to preserve and pass these records of knowledge to us for a reason – to be shared. History books teach us that the minds of the past operated on the same frequency, dimension, or level of consciousness as we do now. Not true at all.
I will tell you, that the information found online and in books about Akhenaten, the greatest man in history, is all far from the Truth and that the Amarna Tablet – a hoax left by the sinners of an era – is translated to the public like the National Enquirer. To study Truth, I urge people to begin by studying that period in history. Adam descended in Egypt and it was in Egypt that evil first corrupted man. “Misr Om Il Dounya” is a popular Arabic saying across the world – for a reason. It means, Egypt is the mother of the world. And IT IS the mother of civilization. To explore Truth, I encourage you all to start there. But first, put down the books and book a plane ticket.
There is Truth to flying horses. There is Truth to little men dressed in bright colors parading around in lands filled with demons, Kings and Queens. We do live in a transdimensional universe. There are many worlds moving at the same time as ours whether we can see them or not. I have seen them. I have seen worlds beyond worlds and I’ll put my name and career on it. The universe is a radio station laced with 2000+ channels. And ours, Earth, is of the lowest frequency.
By Suzy Kassem
Corresponding Read: “Know Your Rivers of Energy”
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