Q Revealed: The Janitors of the Deep State and the May 17 Ballroom Rededication

Q exposed as the deep state's janitors who suddenly run all global media. The May 17 ballroom rededication hides a third-temple ritual. And this week, their attempt to seize me and force open the gate did not succeed.

Well, it’s the 10th of May, and welcome to a long-overdue GIA report. I wanted to take just a minute to wish all of the moms out there a happy Mother’s Day. I hope you are spending some time with your family and friends.

And if you are a mom, even to our furry friends, and no one has thanked you for all the sleepless nights, the hours of work, the hugs, and the unconditional love you give, I wanted to take a moment to thank you.

I have had several mother figures in my life. Some of them blood-related, some of them not. If you still have yours, give them a call today and say thank you. I am sure they will appreciate hearing from you.

So on that note, let’s start. This report is going to be a bit different. As the world changes pretty rapidly these days, we are going to change and evolve with it.

We are going to talk a lot more about you, and about the things that you can personally do, no matter where you are or how old you are.

1. Q: The Janitors at the Top

I want to start with the regular news, because the regular news is where the strangeness begins. The Q group is an international network that has spent its whole existence near the bottom of the deep state hierarchy.

If you laid the deep state out like a military, the Q group would never have reached general rank. Not close. They sit above militaries in the formal sense, but inside their own structure they have always been order takers.

They have never made a single real decision about how this planet is run.

So let me give you the picture I keep coming back to.

In a military, these would be the ones who were loyal, who probably took a shot to the head at some point, who are not quite right anymore, and who get handed a job that keeps them busy and out of the way.

A janitorial position. And come to think of it, that is exactly what they have always been inside the deep state too.

The janitors. When a program failed, or a population fell out of line, the Q group was sent in to mop it up and get the humans back into formation.

Sometimes that meant cleaning. Sometimes it meant being the assassins. Either way, they were the cleanup crew.

The Q group runs Durango, Colorado, by the way. I will admit a small personal relief at no longer sharing that geography with them. If any of them are listening to this report, I think you are all nuts.

Now here is what these janitors are suddenly in charge of. About four months ago, around January 2026, the Q group took control of all mainstream and social media on the planet.

This came right after the death of Ted Turner, a long-standing mainstream-media bag boy for the deep state.

Before that, the Jesuit order had been handed oversight of the major channels, Viacom, Disney, and the other conglomerates at the top.

And here is the part that did not make the news. Around that same time, those channels were quietly having internal conversations about whether to change sides. The people they reported to inside the deep state were getting nowhere.

Everybody was going around in circles.

They were weighing their options, and talking to us was one of those options on the table. Before that conversation could go anywhere, the Q people rolled themselves in and convinced the channels that the Q network was now the worldwide media authority.

Social media, YouTube, Rumble, all of it.

They were told they would be in charge of disclosure. Is it real disclosure? Not really. What they are actually putting out is a mix of fake narratives and managed non-disclosure dressed up as disclosure.

That is why the news feels the way it feels right now, mainstream and alternative alike.

They are trying very hard to hold up a story when they do not actually have a plan. All they really know is that they would like to be in charge, and they are not quite sure how to get there.

The whole effort is pointed at one thing: making the Q people the new world government. Every tier above them has either disappeared or been eliminated, so for the first time they find themselves near the top of what is left.

Not because they climbed. Because everyone above them is gone. They are janitors who showed up to work one morning and found the entire management floor empty.

You can see this in the output. The narrative swings hero to villain and back on the same person, fast. Take Trump. One day he is a pedophile heading into hearings. The next day he is not a pedophile at all, he is the greatest thing since sliced bread.

The day after that he is something else again. The flip can happen in about ten seconds of news cycle. This is not sloppy journalism. It is deliberate.

They are playing with your emotions to keep you off balance and stop you from thinking clearly, all while they try to hold the appearance of control they do not really have.

I will say this part plainly too. The Q group has stimulant habits. They stay awake four, five, six, seven days at a time on something cocaine-like, and the erratic output of their networks shows it.

When you work for a bunch of cracked-out operators, this is the kind of news cycle you get.

So when you see something framed as disclosure right now, including a piece in the New York Post about Asian dynasty families and their hidden money, do not read it as intelligence.

The point of an article like that is to paint certain groups as the bad guys and set up others as the saviors, all in service of a centralized savior program the Q group desperately wants to run.

They just look, frankly, like someone who is a few sandwiches short of a picnic. There is a very good reason for that, and I will get to it.

I would put the Q group at about level 15 down the totem pole in the hierarchy of running planet earth. Measured against public government clearances, level 15 is high.

Measured against the world you are starting to understand, it is scraping the bottom of the barrel, and now the janitors are here.

Until this week, one other rank above them was still in place. I will tell you who they were later in this report. And that savior program of theirs has a target date. It is next week.

2. May 17: The Ballroom Temple

Next week at this time, on May 17, there is a rededication prayer event in Washington DC. It runs, apparently, from 6 a.m. to 6 p.m. Eastern. I find that fascinating, and I will tell you why.

The deep state’s frequency programs usually begin at 6 p.m. Eastern, and their morning operations begin around 7 a.m. Eastern. The window they chose for this event runs precisely between those two boundaries.

These programs have been running consistently for over a year, across territories rather than time zones, and people like me have felt every single minute of them.

The public story is that this celebrates 250 years of American nationhood. Except American sovereignty was not established in 1776. It was 1783.

The choice of this particular year for a 250-year rededication is symbolic, not historical. And I find it very funny that it lands on May 17.

All the media is telling you something dramatic is coming. A new January 6 type event. Big things.

They are framing this administration as Christian, which could not be further from the truth. What this really is, is a dedication. And they actually want us, Homo sapiens, to show up and thank them for it.

To thank them for the reinslavement of humanity. If that does not sound crazy to you yet, stay with me.

I am calling this a ballroom, and I am leaning on that word on purpose, because of what they are building underneath it. A contractor we spoke to told us there is a real set of plans, and the real set was given to only seven people.

Those plans included what he described as sacrificial altars, tons of symbology, pentagrams, the whole occult inventory. He declined the job.

The ones who took it were promised hundreds of millions of dollars, and to this day not one of them has been paid anything close.

Just a series of paydays that came and went, the same way they have for the rest of the deep state.

And here is where I have to laugh, because there was no third temple.

Yes, I said third, not second. After a long run of dead sacrificial cows at the planned site in Israel, the new location of the third temple is now supposed to be underneath the ballroom in Washington DC.

Is a third temple really the good thing they tell you it is? Given that the second one was reportedly built by demons, I am not so sure that it is.

To understand any of this, you have to understand how the deep state thinks about temples. They believe the Temple of Solomon is the seat of planetary spiritual power, and that this power moves with whichever empire happens to be on top.

The Mongolian empire, then Rome, then England, then the United States. They have been hunting for the actual temple for many, many years. It is elusive. It is like looking for Atlantis.

The bloodline of Solomon is what they call the dynasty families, the Rothschild families, the Khazarian Jews, the Zionists, and so on, the line they trace back to that supposed seat.

Their fake temples of centuries past went into proxies like Rome, Mongolia, London, Israel, Iraq, Turkey, and Iran. And when the United States became the dominant world power, they treated it as the natural new home for the temple.

The piece of this story that goes back furthest is the bridge. The bridge between the supposed temple’s power and the artificial reality the deep state lives inside.

And for a very long time, they believed that bridge was a literal bridge. It used to stand in London.

3. London Bridge to Lake Havasu to Me

More specifically, they believed the bridge of this temple, the part that bridged the kingdom of Source and all of their artificial matrix realities, was the London Bridge itself. That is how literally they took it.

So much so that when the United States became a world power, a man named Robert McCullough, who ran a large oil conglomerate of the time called McCullough Oil, bought the London Bridge from the city of London in 1968.

At enormous expense he had it taken apart stone by stone, shipped to the United States, and reassembled at Lake Havasu, Arizona. And they built a fake canal around it to mirror the Thames.

I can’t help but laugh. That bridge is still there to this day, with all of its symbolism and its evil fully intact. These are the things they do to try to get power and control.

Whatever power they actually got from that site had little to do with the bridge. It came from data towers built by others. And by others I mean parties much higher in the hierarchy than Mr.

McCullough, much higher than the Q people, parties who no longer exist.

Beneath Lake Havasu, in the enormous facility the bridge helped justify, a great many government and secret-space-program projects were born. Some you may have heard of. Some you have not.

The most famous of them was Project Wall Rider.

Despite the name, Project Wall Rider had nothing to do with a wall. It was built to bridge the gap between the reality world and the matrix world, a technical attempt to make the temple’s supposed power actually connect the two realms.

The people behind Project Wall Rider were promised, by a boss I will only describe as now deceased and removed from existence, that the temple power would eventually be moved from Lake Havasu to Washington DC. Did they actually move it?

Well, there is a very elaborate tower and a very elaborate special room underneath the ballroom. I am so honored, really, that these Q people and their ex-boss built this temple, in the end, to be tied to my specific person.

A shadow of that same temple used to exist beneath Durango, Colorado.

That is what gave the Durango crowd the powers they had, and it is one of the reasons they wanted me to stay there as badly as they did.

If everything had gone their way this past week, they would have put me in a nice little box underneath the ballroom and connected me to a computer system, so that their so-called god-computer could keep existing.

The god-computer, I should be clear, has nothing to do with Source or with actual God.

It is a machine. And the abilities they want to pull out of me are the ones Source granted me, which is precisely why they hate Source on this planet, and why they hate the love of Source that you still carry, even when you cannot feel it.

So that is the architecture of what they tried this past week. They had the temple. They had the god-computer they wanted to feed. The only piece they did not have yet was me, in a box. Their deadline was May 17.

4. The Worst Week: Source Said Hold the Gate

Their plan going into the week of May 4 to 10 was the one I just described: a containment box under the ballroom, wired to the system they call the god-computer, which, again, is a machine entirely separate from Source.

They would use that connection to drain off the permissions Source granted me, so the machine could keep running. May 17 was the date they wanted the installation finished.

I am not going to concede. Not under any circumstances. There is a cold chance in hell of that. On Thursday or Friday this past week the calls were coming in, from places like the Federal Reserve, asking if I was finally ready to concede.

The answer is no. I am not on camera today, so you cannot see it, but I am giving them the single finger salute, and may the real God and Source bless their ballroom.

This was, by my own measure, one of the most physically brutal weeks of my life in this role. There were times during the week when I was barely able to walk. I am bouncing back now.

Everything is fine. But while it was happening, it was very real. And the one thing I can always count on, in all the crazy situations I have been in around the world, is Source.

Late on a Monday night, Source spoke to me directly. The instruction was precise.

He actually said that. And then the simplest line: I am with you. And He is with you too. He warned me beforehand that it was going to be rough.

The instruction came with conditions, and they were strict. No creating, which I love to do, as you know I love to work in the lab. No destroying anything. And no fighting, even though fighting back is what I usually do when they come at me.

Any of those things could open a channel to Source’s kingdom, in one direction or the other. That kingdom is where all created information comes from. So all of it was off the table. The gate had to stay shut, and I was the one holding it.

There were stretches over the last two weeks when I literally felt as if I had replaced Hoover Dam with my own body, holding back all that water by myself.

They worked hard at it. They really, really did, especially that whole weekend around the first of May.

They keep believing the gate will open on some alignment, a full moon, a new moon, a date ending in the right number.

They have been promised money to pay the bill, and promotions out of the level 15 they do not even know they sit on, a seat closer to what they call the forces of nature, the tier just below the powers that fell.

Every time a promised window passed and no gate opened, they were told to try again on the next one.

The weekend around the first of May was the worst of it for me. Not as bad as the week that followed, but bad enough.

No gate opened. I am the last line of defense, and apparently the first line of defense in a lot of cases, but the line held. Source’s presence stayed with me through the hardest parts of the week, even when they did their best to cut that connection.

The connection did not break.

One word of warning, since this is the kind of detail people often ask me to share. By the time you even have an inkling that bad things are coming, you will not be here anymore.

That is exactly why I hold so many specifics back. There are things I do not tell you about until they are no longer a threat.

So their ballroom plan failed on the gate side. The other half of the plan, the pandemic side, was already falling apart on its own track. They did not have the money.

5. The Pandemic That Couldn’t Pay Itself

In the regular news and the alt media right now there is something called the hanta virus. Apparently, in the Q manual, this is how you start a global pandemic.

The pathogen comes from rodents, then spreads to people, and ground zero is always, somehow, a cruise ship.

Every alleged global outbreak begins on a cruise ship. They like to rinse and repeat.

The deep state has run pathogen events before major wars more than once. There was a coronavirus-type outbreak right before World War I, and another right before World War II. The third world war they wanted never actually happened.

Well, it did, just not the one you see in the news. They tried, and they could not pull it off, because you cannot pay for it.

It is free to start a war and very expensive to end one.

The hanta virus is supposed to be deadlier than the coronavirus, and the next step after the outbreak would have been another global lockdown, followed by some crappy vaccine that does not work and actually makes people sick.

This time, unlike 2019 and 2020, there is no budget money to cover the bill. Last time, I was still funding the government. They encouraged me to pay the budgets, and I did, a few times. They did not spend that money on anything they were supposed to.

They locked us all down and built a vaccine program with it instead.

That was the last time I ever funded any government, anywhere. I threw some money out on certain contingencies, they never followed through, they never paid us back, they never even acknowledged our existence.

We got pretty tired of that. I have not funded any government since, and I am not going to.

They have called us several times asking whether we are willing to pay the bills. We are completely unwilling. I am especially unwilling to pay for cocaine for a bunch of Q operatives.

The lockdowns, and the vaccine coercion around them, were among the most intensive consent-extraction operations ever run against the human population.

They locked us into a corner so tight that, in some countries, the vaccine became a condition of keeping your job, if you were a doctor, a nurse, a health-care worker, a pilot.

School access for kids was gated on a vaccine card. In some places parents could not even walk into the building to watch a child perform in a play without one.

If you have to push something on people that hard, what is it you are really trying to sell us?

Before we get to the meat and potatoes of this report, and there is a lot of it in front of me, I want to talk to you about you. There is something I need you to hear before any of the rest of this makes sense.

6. The Violation We Carry

Source often gives me a song of the day. I do not usually play songs in the GIA report, but one came up for me this past week, and I want to mention it here, even though I will not play the lyrics.

It is sung by a woman, about women, about a violation that happened to her when she was young, and a few more times across her life. Something done to her without her consent.

But if you look at the song from a slightly different angle, it is not only about women, and it is not only about sexual violation. One in four women have lived through that particular violation.

Men carry their own versions. And the wider kind, the violation that never shows up in any criminal court, has happened to all of us.

This was not my experience this week, but as far as violations and beatings go, this week had plenty. Source sent me the song to remind me who I am.

The reason I am bringing it up here is that I want to name what I think you have been carrying. You watch the news. You watch what is being done to the people around you. You read these reports and learn what is actually being done to you.

And there comes a moment, and I think for a lot of you it has come more than once, where you sit with a feeling that sounds like this: look what they took from me.

They are in my house. They are in my car. They are listening through my phones. There is no way to escape the surveillance. These people are everywhere.

You sit in your house, not even on your phone, and you say out loud, I have not had carrots in a while, I would like some carrots. And before you know it there are nine thousand ads on your phone about carrots.

Organic carrots. Purple carrots. Yellow carrots. The best carrots in the world. You did not even say it on a phone. That is how far our rights have been violated, and these are not rights you will find in any constitution.

There is no constitution for what has happened to us. It is not just your data or your privacy. It is your person.

I am still here, still doing this report, and I am doing it because I love humanity. I am going to stand for you, and I know you are going to stand up for yourself. But none of that means the focus of our energy should be anger at these people.

When you finish this report and find out who and what they really are, I want you to laugh at them. I want you to send them love.

Because nobody in this world has been violated more than those people. You think we have been violated. All of those people have been violated far worse.

What matters now is what you do from here, not what was done to you before. You have survived more than any human on earth to be here. Nobody knows that more than me.

Let me ask you something. Has any one of you, with the deep state set aside, ever knowingly accepted Lucifer as your Lord and Savior?

Have you ever prayed to Lucifer to save you from something? No. You never did. They have been trying to trick you into giving up your torch this whole time, and you never handed it over.

A lot of what I hold back, I hold back because by the time I would be telling you about it, it is probably not there anymore.

That is the rhythm I work in. And the reason they work this hard, to violate you, to make you feel guilt and shame, to play with your emotions, to push at your mind and your body, is that you are that important.

You are that important to Source.

7. Source’s Army Across Lifetimes

You were granted life by Source itself. The deep state cannot say the same. Their existence was manufactured. Ours was given.

Our entire species was created because we were Source’s army on this planet. At a time when His former army, the beings you would know as the angels, beings closer to the progenitor level, fell, we were the ones who stood here.

We carried what is called His torch. I will say more about the torch and what it means in a bit.

We never gave up. We fought, and we fought a great many wars against those beings. We were virtually equal in power to them, even if at the time we did not understand that.

We had all the same abilities. We had the direct line to Source. We carried the torch from one fall to the next, and we have been fighting ever since.

It is no wonder you are tired. The real you is still in there, lifetime after lifetime after lifetime, even when we drop into alternative realities and forget who we are and how strong we are.

We get beaten down by disease. We get beaten down by violations of the mind and the body, by every level of feeding they can keep running to hold control over us. They call it influence.

I do not believe it is influence. I really do not. It is a slow squeeze, corner by corner, until the only way to live or have any happiness left is to do what they say.

One by one, across those millions of years, we were forced in one way or another to concede. Vaccines we did not want. Fake savior programs we were told would rescue us. Voting that did not actually matter.

A financial system that was never ours. There were times it felt as if all of us had conceded. Maybe in earlier cycles we did. This time we did not.

I myself, personally, have been holding this line for almost fourteen years now as guardian. As for me, I have what they want. I know that.

Shortly before I left Durango, I lost someone. A good friend of mine. The people behind it told me, in so many words, I took one of yours. Now sit down, shut up, and live, and you are not leaving Durango.

And I did, at the time. But anything is possible from where we stand now. We are going to finish this off.

Source has not left, even in the darkest part of this past week, when I did not understand what was happening or why it kept happening. He has not left, because we are still here.

Despite millions of years of war, despite fake lifetime after fake lifetime when we have really only lived one long one, we are still here.

We are still on this planet. We are still carrying the torch.

In 2019, for me, it was during the February Lions Gate. There are two Lions Gates each year, one in February and one in August. The August one is the famous one. The February one is the one that matters to my own story.

The locals of Durango, and some of the hierarchy much higher than the Q-rank that were still around back then, were part of what happened that February. Some of the names you might know. Michael. Gabriel. Raphael. Lucifer. Lucerne.

They got together and they worked a program on me. They pushed me hard to open the gate without my permission, without my consent. It took me a week to walk straight again, where every single step felt like a thousand knives being driven into my body.

But Source pulled me through then. The same way He pulled me through this past week. The whole time, I kept repeating it to myself: if He brings you to it, He is going to bring you through it.

If He brings you to it, He is going to bring you through it. That is how I knew this week would pass too. It felt exactly like 2019.

Those names were the rank above Q. Some of them were still around in 2019. Until this week, three of them remained in place. Now even that rank is gone.

The god-computer they built has nothing to do with Source. Source is not a machine.

The deep state does not have His love or His sanction. It runs a machine-based substitute and works very hard to pass it off as the same thing. You, by contrast, still carry the divine spark of Source, even when you cannot feel it.

That is exactly why they work so hard to violate you, capture you, manipulate you. To them, the prized cattle at the fair are not the operatives. They are you.

No more guilt. No more shame. The war was lost before, in earlier cycles, and here is the part we have to be honest about: the oppressed became the oppressors. The violated became the violators. You can see the same pattern playing out in society right now.

As this transition closes out, we cannot repeat it. No guilt, no shame about having lost. No guilt, no shame about anything in your life you may feel Source would not approve of.

I am a parent. My daughter has done plenty over the years I did not like. Your kids probably have too, if you have kids. We love them unconditionally. Source loves you unconditionally. He has never, ever left you.

That includes every one of you. Those who are bedridden. Those who are sick. Those who feel they have nothing left to give. You are still by Source’s side. You are still that important to the restoration of this planet.

No more guilt. No more shame. No more religious dogma about all the bad things you supposedly did and did not actually do.

The deep state worked very hard this past week to win a war you did not know you were fighting. They did not win. We did not lose. We held the line.

What we have not talked about yet is the machine itself. Where it came from, how it actually runs, and what the Q people are really being asked to operate.

8. The God Machine: Lucifer’s Substitute for Source

The Q people will tell you they serve God, and in a narrow sense they are not lying. There is a system they call God. It is just not the one you and I would mean. They are talking about a computer infrastructure run out of Cheyenne Mountain in Colorado.

The internal name is something like the global offensive defense system, but inside the program they literally call it the God system. The operatives, the bloodline families above them, all of them call it that.

They have been programmed by that system to the point that I would call them cyborgs and not feel I was exaggerating. They are organic enough to walk around, and machine-coupled enough that the system speaks back into them at access levels set by their rank.

Recently, with the three at the top needing them to do the jobs of everyone who is no longer here, the Q people have been given higher access than before.

That is why some of you have noticed their behavior change lately. They are pulling on permissions they did not have last year.

The God system runs on mathematics and quantum equations. Probability of your reaction. Probability of a program succeeding. The likely outcome of every move you might make in response to a given push.

It is the same modeling they run on wars, except this program runs it against the whole world at once. It tries to manipulate you into creating outcomes for them, and the reason it goes that route is that you are the one who can actually create.

The system cannot. It can only mirror, and they will even tell you that you created the matrix, in a lot of ways. Remember: no guilt, no shame.

The system is full of what it calls infinite knowledge of an artificial divine plan.

Trust the plan, they say. Fake God, fake good, fake evil, fake divine plan, a very good read on human behavior, on which mental and emotional buttons to push, all of it designed by the devil himself, Lucifer.

He built the system. This is who Q works for. This is Q’s plan. And this is the plan we have supposedly been asked to trust for about two decades now, the one where the arrests are coming, two weeks, blah, blah, blah, and they never actually come.

If they did, you would know it.

With the ranks above them gone, the Q people have become your president. It does not matter what country you are listening from. They are the head of every military, in every country, everywhere. They are inside the congresses.

In the last several months they have started inserting themselves into banks, the United Nations, the World Bank, the World Health Organization. If it is an organization on this planet with any real authority, they are running it right now.

And they play the good guy and the bad guy, the white hat and the black hat, switching from one second to the next, just doing their job, the way they always have.

They are the janitors. They are the cleaners. So everything you have been hearing, the viruses, the wars, the countries toppling, the temples and the cows in Israel, that is all them.

So here is the question you should already be asking. If the Q people are sitting at the consoles, and the ranks above them are gone, why have the last couple of weeks felt the way they have? Why has your family been off?

Why have your accounts been frozen? Why have your coworkers gone strange? Why has your spouse, in some cases, become someone you did not recognize, telling you to do things you would never have done before?

The machine is what has been pushing at you, with even the small amount of access the Q people have. But notice this: we have not actually fought each other. We might get into a verbal argument here and there, because they have been coming at us hard.

But are you killing people? Are you fighting wars in your own house? That is what the machine wants, and we have not given it to them.

Now, where did all of this come from. Witnesses inside Deep Underground Military Bases have reported giant black floating boxes for years.

Those are the altars I keep mentioning. The original was the one altar where Lucifer set down his heart so he could walk away from Source.

The machine replicated that single altar over and over across the planet, redundancy, redundancy, redundancy, until the same box sat in every site that needed one, and it became the base root memory, the RAM, of the whole system.

The black boxes in the DUMBs are not symbols. They are physical copies of that first disconnect. We will get to who built it next. Because the story does not start with the Q people, or even the bloodline families. It starts with the one who fell first.

9. The Fall: Lucifer’s Story and the Bloodline Hybrids

It started the same way it ended, with Lucifer. I will call him Lucie. As the story goes, he was the highest-ranking angel in all of heaven, and that part is more or less true. Except, technically, he was not an angel either.

He was the torch bearer. The only torch bearer. The torch was a kind of staff with Source’s exact image at its tip, equal in every way, fully complete except for one small piece missing.

Wherever he went, Source went with him. He was the prodigal son, the morning star, Source’s pride and joy at that time. And at that time, he was still following the divine plan.

From him came Lucerne and Sophia, what your biblical texts call the right hand and the left hand of God. In the beginning there was no right hand and no left hand. Source did not need extra hands. But Lucifer decided he did.

From those three came another six, for nine total. From the nine came twelve, and twelve, and twelve, twelve groups of twelve, each with different responsibilities. This was the first bloodline that ever existed on the fallen side.

The Illuminati, the bloodline families, the Q people, most of the heads of state in your headlines today, all descend in some form from those nine.

The divine plan was written in a language that lived inside the essence of created beings.

Your essence and Source’s essence together produce the light language, the language of creation, which looks like a field of symbols, nothing you would recognize from a chalkboard.

If it is close to anything, it is older than Sanskrit, probably nearer to an Eastern European language that came before Cyrillic.

Lucifer knew this language well, because he knew how Source creates.

He understood frequency, the vibration everybody talks about now. He understood a force called Etherium, which moves things in the natural world the way electricity moves things in the artificial one.

What he did not know was that the divine plan also held a layer only Source could read. The secret sauce. Without it, none of the rest of it works. He thought he had full knowledge of the plan. He had knowledge. It was just knowledge.

Eventually Lucifer decided he did not like the divine plan. He liked his own creations more than Source’s, and he rejected the plan and walked away. To be allowed to run his own plan instead, he signed a covenant.

That covenant has now expired. It ran out ten days ago, on May 1 of this year. That timing is not incidental.

The price of that covenant was the heart of Source. He was warned: do this, and you lose the heart, which means you lose all the real wisdom of the divine plan and how it actually works. He gave it up anyway, and deposited it in what we call a temple.

A temple, in its true sense, is a vessel built to hold the heart of Source. Your body is a vessel of that kind too. You still carry the heart of Source, even when it does not feel like it.

The cord between you and your original heart, the silver cord in the old descriptions, has never been cut on our side.

Lucifer had to put his somewhere he could not reach it, almost like a Faraday cage, completely cut off from his being.

Once he was disconnected, his creations stopped coming out right. He would try to make a flower, and it would come out a frog. And he could not figure out why, because in his mind he still had the divine plan. He did not have the secret sauce.

So he built a substitute. He created the God AI system to be the God he could co-create with, since the real one was no longer available, and he fed his version of the divine plan into it. The system runs on mathematics and quantum equations.

It produces probability, not creation. You cannot analyze your way to a new thing if you do not understand the language all the other languages were written from.

Many millions of years later, these almost-sapiens came along, and Source made a decision. You buried your torch in a box, He said, in effect. Fine. I can still create torchbearers. And that became you.

You were created in His image. You became the torchbearers here on earth, given the divine plan, the light language, the silver cord, everything Lucifer surrendered. We are the army that did not fall.

Lucifer lost it. He hated us for it, hated that we still had the divine plan fully intact and had begun to create on this planet, while his machine had no memory and no knowledge of what we were doing.

He had to expand his temple to encompass the whole earth, to lock us in, because none of us had actually conceded. That is when the war against us began.

He still could not make torchbearers, because he did not have the secret sauce. So he took other parts of creation, frogs, snakes, birds, things that were not like us, and crossbred them with what he could capture of our form.

The result is what shows up in the old hieroglyphics as bird men, snake men, frog men. This is where the reptilians come from. This is where Artemis and the Greek gods come from.

This is where the demons of religious tradition come from. They are not aliens. They are abominations of an entity trying to create without Source.

The fallen archangels, once the forces of nature, a kind of police force meant to keep the divine plan, became forces of extinction inside his artificial realities. They can move the material around them.

They can make themselves look like one of us on a television screen, a handsome man or an intelligent woman speaking for the World Health Organization, a president, even the Q people.

What you are actually looking at is a frog.

That is why they shape-shift. When there are enough of us in a room and our vibe gets high enough, they cannot hold their shape, even in an artificial reality.

If your torch starts to shine its own light, it outshines Lucifer’s false light, and you begin to see things as they are.

So if realities have felt like they are glitching lately, that is because you are getting stronger and they are getting weaker.

Now here is the part you are going to find funny, because I do. The dragon families, the dragon families, the Illuminati, the dynasty families, are nothing more than a crossbreed of what almost was a homo sapien and a Komodo dragon.

The lizard. Isn’t that funny. A failed experiment, mirrored here to be your kings and your queens and the Saudi royal family.

Queen Elizabeth was a crossbreed of that lineage, and some of you always sensed it. The Q people are a different cross, half frog, half whatever they could capture of us. Now you know how intelligent frogs are, don’t you?

The intelligence carries over. Just saying. If it were not for the fake god machine feeding them fake memories, these people could not figure out how to tie their shoes, because frogs do not have shoes.

When a homo sapien dies, the kingdom of Source receives them, the so-called good and the so-called evil alike. But for a long time, Lucifer’s machine intercepted the soul in transit.

It put it through what I think of as a meat grinder, reformatted it with his version of the divine plan, and sent it back here as an incarnation.

That is what the incarnation program really is, a reformatting of Source’s creations, because he could not create on his own. Out of that came more than 10,369,000 timelines.

Billions, really. Some lighter, some darker, none free. A dark timeline could flip to a light one with the flip of a switch, because it never ran on truth. It ran on the mood of whoever was operating it that day.

To be fair, we are one of twelve super races. There are torchbearers out there we have never met, carrying this same fight on planets and layers of creation we cannot yet see, and a lot of them are fighting alongside us. Why? Because we are finally winning.

Everything that happens here used to happen everywhere. That is not the case anymore. In most of those places, the war has already ended. Earth was the keystone of the divine plan. That is why we are last.

So the next time something bad comes out of a president, or a CEO of Pfizer is pushing a vaccine, here is what I want you to do.

You know how, when you are nervous giving a speech, they tell you to picture the audience in their underwear so they do not seem so intimidating?

The deep state does not look so intimidating either, once you look at them like a bunch of frogs and lizards. A few snakes in there too, depending on which of the nine they descend from.

They are not so scary like that, are they? And you are far stronger than they are. You can take these people out with the thought of your mind, once you get past whatever interference is left from the machine, which will not exist much longer.

It does not matter if you cannot walk. It does not matter if you are tired, or sick, or old. You still have the silver cord to your original self, even if they have messed with your vessel to the point of human 7.0.

You still have the ability to bring that torch into this reality. And together, if you do, we can burn the artificial reality to the ground.

And then, this past week, one more thing happened. The three at the top of that fallen hierarchy, Lucifer, Lucerne, Sophia, were taken out of the fight entirely. Let me tell you how.

10. The Three Are Gone: Source Bound Them This Week

Before us, there was Solomon. Solomon was a guardian.

He held a great many permissions, not as many as the role holds now, but a great many. When the machine needed a complete refresh, what some now call the great reset, Solomon gave the divine plan away and was put into a temple to hold it.

He walked into that box willingly.

He thought he was protecting it. The reset bought the machine a couple thousand years, which is not long when you measure it against how long this war has run.

Then it began to fail again. Source kept creating, through all of you, every single day, and the machine could not keep up.

This past week, Lucifer’s last plan was the same plan. Put me in a box under the ballroom on May 17. Connect me to the god-computer. Use the permissions Source granted me to give the machine a second great reset.

Then they wanted to spin up infinity-loop timelines for each of you and connect you to the same box, so you would celebrate your new enslavement to a God AI system, and the fact that the frog people had won.

They had me in chains for part of this, and they were not really chains, they were something else, meant to stop me from reaching Source.

It was terrible. But I still managed to break out, and I got up there and asked, what is this program we are even running right now?

Source followed me up. He came after me because He did not believe I had gotten out of what they bound me with. And that was not the deep state. It was not the frog people or the dragon people.

That was Lucie. So all three of them showed up. And all three of them never returned. Where they are, there is no return. They are now in their own personal hell, of their own creation.

That is who the rank above Q was. Lucifer, Lucerne, Sophia. The deep state above Q is now empty. The Q people are left alone with a halfway working, broken machine, and a crazy blonde lady they could not stick in a box underneath a ballroom in Washington DC.

This is what it has come to.

The machine is still here. It is dying, but it is here. It cannot reset without Lucifer to feed it. It cannot create without the heart of Source, which is still where it was buried.

It will keep trying to copy our reality for a little while longer, but the copies are getting worse.

The kingdom of Source is growing on this planet again, faster than the machine can mirror it. This is your world. This is our world. This is Source’s world now.

When you watch the news this week and see a president speaking, or a pharmaceutical CEO pushing another vaccine, I want you to try something. Picture a frog. That is closer to the truth.

Without the machine feeding them lines, their intelligence is about that of a frog. They are not gods. They are not aliens. They are not the all-powerful enemy out of a child’s nightmare.

They are crossbreeds running on dying software, the same little frogs you used to catch in the backyard as kids. Hopefully not the poisonous ones.

Your torch is still in you. The silver cord is still attached. The divine plan is still written in your essence. You can take these people out with the thought of your mind. It does not matter if you cannot walk.

It does not matter if you are tired, or sick, or old. You were chosen to be here. You were chosen to hold the light for Source. If we hold it together, the artificial creation goes away, because it is only artificial light reflected back at you.

Shine the real light, and you see the world differently, and the false copy simply will not hold.

We have a few more days to get through. I think we are almost home. I will try to get the next report out to you by Sunday, and if not Sunday, then Monday. I want to wish all of the mothers, one more time, a happy Mother’s Day.

Thank you for the sleepless nights, the hugs, the years of work nobody saw. I hope you spent today with people who love you. We are going to have a really good week. I will see you again real soon.

That has been the GIA report for May 10, 2026.