Time, that illusory companion, has flown. The last seven months have been a nightmare, a brutal acceleration of the scenario I’ve anticipated for years. With each passing day, I feel the knot tightening, and my mission, given by Count Artemie Solomon and the inner circle of the Truth Seekers and the Sanctuary of Wisdom, becomes one of survival. I continue to fulfill my commitment, to lay out clues and information to recruit new members and, most importantly, to share the truth. But it has become a desperate struggle. ...

Time is running out, and the reality I anticipated, that I saw taking shape in our secret discussions over the past few years, is now imminent. I have received a clear, direct mission from Count Artemie Solomon and the Truth Seekers from the Sanctuary of Wisdom. What is about to happen in the coming months will fundamentally change how we perceive power and control. Towards the end of this year, and especially in the context of the upcoming elections, you will witness the emergence of a “false messiah” (or several figures!). A charismatic public figure who will rise to popularity overnight, propelled by an invisible force, and the masses will vote for them. It will be an almost inexplicable phenomenon for the uninitiated. These events, along with other political “shenanigans” – the sudden cancellation of elections, absurd governmental decisions – are all part of a well-orchestrated plan. ...

Four years have passed since my last post, and almost a decade since I made the radical decision to return to Romania, drawn by a mysterious call and an invitation from Count Solomon. Years of intense study, Gnostic quests, and profound revelations have prepared me for what I see now, a scenario that surpasses the gloomiest predictions and which, I believe, marks the definitive opening of Pandora’s box. Ever since my university years in Paris, I’ve observed invisible forces guiding the world and ancient cycles. Now, what I suspected is beginning to take shape before our eyes, in a terrifyingly palpable way: through Artificial Intelligence (AI). Neural networks, LLMs (Large Language Models), image, video, and audio generation – all these technologies are advancing at an exponential rate, and they unequivocally lead to the creation of precisely that Loom of Doom I’ve suspected for so long. ...

Since I began this new stage of my life, I’ve written less frequently here. The truths I explore and the commitments I’ve made demand absolute discretion and total dedication. But, lately, certain observations and discussions within my circles have compelled me to pause and share a thought, a premonition, something I feel is coming, a storm that many don’t see, but whose signs are already clear to those who know where to look. ...

Three years have passed since my last post. Three years during which I rediscovered myself in the heart of Romania, exploring mountains, forgotten monasteries, and quiet villages, trying to reconnect with something deeper. And, just when I thought I had found a kind of balance, life threw a new challenge at me, an invitation to an even deeper journey. I received a unique invitation. Again. From the same Count Artemie Solomon. I don’t know how he knew where to find me, after so much time spent wandering, disconnected from everything “modern world” and its networks. It was a wonderful envelope, with a seal, discreet, sent to my parents’ old address, who made sure to redirect it to me. The content was as enigmatic as the first time, but with an even greater urgency. The call was clear, and this time, I didn’t hesitate. ...

I came back home. Two years ago. I know, my last post was full of enthusiasm and the mystery of an invitation from a count. Reality, however, was a cold shower. I admit, I’m a bit deflated. After seven years of studying and working in Paris, with a rapidly ascending career as a designer, with recognition and a circle of Romanian friends who considered me a “successful expat,” landing in Romania was… difficult. ...

Ten years have passed since I left Romania, and the last three years have been a true professional ascent here in Paris. I finished my bachelor’s, then my master’s, got hired at a top design firm, and quickly advanced. I’m appreciated by colleagues and superiors, I have a decent salary, and I’ve made a circle of Romanian friends here in France, with whom I get along great. Everything is good, everything is on the “success” path I wanted. ...

I’ll never forget that sound. That strange, almost musical noise of the dial-up modem connecting. Sfrrrrrr-clic-bip-beeeep-clac-sfrrrrrr… and suddenly, an entire world opened before me, pixel by pixel, on the CRT monitor screen. It was the late ’90s, early 2000s, and the internet was, for many of us, pure magic. For me, Sorin Dumitrescu – or Elysium, as I started calling myself online – it was a revelation. IRC: The Global Chat and First True Connections Emails were cool, websites loaded slowly, but the real revelation was IRC (Internet Relay Chat). When I discovered I could talk in real-time with people from other countries, from all over the world, it was absolutely fascinating! Suddenly, geographical limitations no longer existed. I could chat with a guy from Sweden about music, a girl from Japan about anime, or a Canadian about technology. It was a freedom of expression and an instant connection I had never encountered before. ...

A new year, a new era—at least that’s how it feels. As of January 1, 2007, Romania officially joined the European Union. All the TV channels showed fireworks, smiles, and politicians talking about a bright future. In Paris, where I’ve been for a few years now, the news was noted, but not with the same effervescence. For me, Sorin, and for many other Romanians scattered around the world, the event comes with a strange mix of hope, skepticism, and a dose of resignation. ...