The Watchers.
An Autobiography of Monumental Proportions.
God's voice seemed to come up from inside me. He spoke to me and asked me to save humanity. I was terrified. But I could do it, because by accident or design, I was being watched by every head of state, military leader, global star, journalist, and business executive from around the globe. I was desperate to learn the truth. To uncover the secrets of the cosmos, to uncover a new version of history and ultimately to influence every influential person on earth. Move them into action. Move them into the most turbulent and exciting period in human history. The anthropocene, the end times. The final conflict. Or the beginnings, the birth pangs of a brilliant new golden age. I was of course mentally ill. But secrets were revealed to me.
I witnessed miracles, made prophecies that came true. Saw visions of great things that came into being. It wasn't all madness. It was a deep well of spiritual knowledge, surging up into my mind, and allowing me to become a witness to the most incredible revelations, that were drip fed into my consciousness. It has taken the best part of a dozen years to unravel its meanings and causes. Because I considered for a while, that I just might be The Messiah. Or maybe not? Maybe someone less exciting or more destructive.
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