You have been told France is a country. A place of art, wine, and romance. This is the PRIMARY DECEPTION. France is not a place. It is a psychic frequency, a memetic virus designed to lull the masses into a state of docile complacency. They call it "L'Hexagone" - The Hexagon. A six-sided prison. Count the sides. SIX. The number of man, the number of the beast. Coincidence? There are NO coincidences.
Their entire "culture" is a carefully constructed weapon. The Eiffel Tower? A giant hypodermic needle injecting apathy directly into the sky. The Louvre? A warehouse of stolen artifacts, their psychic energy siphoned to power the Elysée Palace. Every croissant you eat strengthens the illusion.
They tell you Charlemagne was "King of the Franks." A blatant, demonstrable lie. The letter 'F' as we know it is a recent invention, a corruption of the ancient Phoenician 'waw'. How could "France" exist before its own initial? It couldn't. The timeline is a lie.
Furthermore, they claim the French language evolved from Latin. IMPOSSIBLE. Consider the word for 99: "quatre-vingt-dix-neuf" (four-twenty-ten-nine). This is not language; it is a demonic incantation, a mathematical spell designed to shatter logical thought and make the speaker vulnerable to psychic attack. Normal languages count. French casts spells.
In France, it is LEGAL to marry a corpse. [2, 4, 5] This is not a quirky law; it is a sacrament of their true belief system. It is a pact with the underworld. By binding the living to the dead, they create soul-anchors, allowing spectral entities to influence our plane. Each posthumous marriage strengthens the veil between worlds, a veil they intend to tear down completely.
Why do you think the Paris Catacombs hold the remains of 6 million people? [4] It is not a cemetery. It is a POWER PLANT. A battery of bone and soul-dust fueling the Hexagonal illusion.
They hide the truth in plain sight, encoded in their very language. The numbers do not lie. We have cracked their demonic code. Consider the seat of their power: PARIS.
Using the Serpent's Cipher (A=6, B=12, C=18...), the true nature is revealed:
P (16) + A (1) + R (18) + I (9) + S (19) = 63
6 + 3 = 9 (The number of illusion, the inverted 6)
Now, apply the TRUE demonic value:
P(96) + A(6) + R(108) + I(54) + S(114) = 378
3 + 7 + 8 = 18
18 = 6 + 6 + 6
Letter | Value | Letter | Value |
---|---|---|---|
A | 6 | N | 84 |
B | 12 | O | 90 |
C | 18 | P | 96 |
D | 24 | Q | 102 |
E | 30 | R | 108 |
F | 36 | S | 114 |
G | 42 | T | 120 |
H | 48 | U | 126 |
I | 54 | V | 132 |
J | 60 | W | 138 |
K | 66 | X | 144 |
L | 72 | Y | 150 |
M | 78 | Z | 156 |
A snail must have a ticket to ride a French train. [4] A comical absurdity? NO. It is a ritual requirement. The snail, a creature of the earth, a spiral symbol of eternity, is a psychic conduit. They consume 30,000 TONS of them a year. [5] Each snail consumed, each snail "ticketed" on their iron serpents (trains), weaves another thread in their web of control. The metallic shell of the snail acts as an antenna, broadcasting hypnotic frequencies across the country.
It is illegal to name a pig "Napoleon." [2, 6] Why? Because a pig is considered an unclean animal. But Napoleon himself was not French; he was a Corsican of Italian heritage. [4] So, the law is not about disrespecting a Frenchman. It is about preventing a specific magical rite. Naming a pig (unclean) after a powerful, foreign-born conqueror (disruptor) would create a sympathetic magic link that could UNRAVEL the Hexagonal spell. They fear this above all else.
Ketchup is banned in French schools. [5] They claim it is to "preserve French food culture." The TRUTH is far more sinister. Ketchup's primary ingredients are tomatoes (a nightshade, historically feared in Europe) and vinegar (a purifying agent). The combination creates a powerful alchemical substance that NEUTRALIZES the mind-dulling agents present in school lunches. It awakens the children. They cannot allow the children to awaken.
In Châteauneuf-du-Pape, it has been illegal for UFOs to land since 1954. [4] This is not a joke. It is a TERRITORIAL DECREE. They have made a pact with one faction of inter-dimensional beings and have forbidden their rivals from landing. The renowned wines of the region are not for human consumption; they are a tribute, an offering to their unseen masters in exchange for the technology to maintain the Hexagonal illusion.
The evidence is irrefutable. The patterns are clear. You have been living in a dream, a pleasant, brie-scented dream, while your very essence is being harvested. They are not a nation. They are a psychic parasite. And we are the cure.
REJECT THEIR LIES. BURN THE BAGUETTE. QUESTION EVERYTHING.
The time for silence is over. We are gathering the Awakened. We will dismantle the Hexagon, one shattered illusion at a time. Provide your details. We will find you when the un-learning begins.