On February 14, 1473 at the dawn tenebrous of Papal Babylon, it was stated that the divine order and prosperity towards a transcendent human collective code under the light of the night of the times encrypted and decoded 8 + 10 + 300 + 40 = 358 of the word מיחש (Mashiach, meaning Messiah), temples and the inquisition were erected with bones and skin.

If the earth were to move the mountains would fall, the seas would be agitated and the cities would fall under the design of the specter of the Holy War. The sons of wind and gunpowder sow hope in fenced ground.

The Cartographer of the Cosmos, even in the face of the threats of the bonfires in his manifesto, presents the aversion of the hidden reality, veiled behind the eternal dogmas and truths imposed by the glow of the phosphorus, on the eternal night are the flames that overwhelm the morning feeding the human bonfires, even so, the crime is still punished by the universal scales of justice.... here or there, the courtrooms of the planet.

Nicolaus, the Heretic of the Firmament revealed not only that the Earth moved in humble servitude around an igneous and distant monarch, but that this solitary star was the secret key to much deeper enigmas, eternal truths hidden in the shadows of a universe governed by philosophical and scientific laws beyond the understanding permitted in that age of mowing dystopia.

The Trumpet plays its lyrical rhythm, as if the center of the earth were its empire, as if the stars should continue to lay the carpet where the sovereign king Hyperion, the son of Geo, and his stellar code 361, is closer to the truth of the rotation and translation of the earthly duration of 365 crucial days.

Turns the axis of dominions, born in the thought of the heart of the constellation of Cancer, the central axis, just as the stars revolve around the earth, all nations revolve before the throne of the king, his palace of white ivory, its towers rise undulating to the North, South, East and West, waiting for the exclamation... century of faith.

Eminent figures, such as the emperor of the yellow vests, whose voice resounded loaded with double meaning, from somber pulpits, proclaims within his mind to Hyperion: "This fool dares to reverse the divine architecture; Joshua stopped the sun, not the earth!" shuddered at the latent threat in the heliocentric, one-sided affirmation, an immovable system of the ancient continent.

He knew beyond imposed time and space, he understood the infinite probabilistic dance underlying the cosmos; he intuited the eternal movements of invisible particles, like tiny weaving strings of multiple realities vibrating beyond mundane perception.

He knew beyond imposed time and space, he understood the infinite probabilistic dance that underlies the cosmos; he intuited the eternal movements of invisible particles, plots and diplomatic scenarios, like small weaving strings of multiple realities that vibrated beyond mundane perception.

Copernicus kept silent about the true depth of his discovery, aware that humanity, still an infant, was not ready to understand the complexity of the reality he contemplated.

And so, his theory was only the first cautious step into a veiled future, a haunting whisper that still reverberates today in the deep black space between distant stars and trembling minds seeking to understand the inexplicable of nuclear shadow warfare.

COLLECTIVE CODE