What you’re about to read is not writing.

What you’re about to read is not a string of random symbols.
It’s a code – one that speaks to something buried deep within you.
Something that no longer responds to language as you know it,
but as it once did: through vibration, signal, activation.

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I’m dead serious.
This is not a joke, not digital ornamentation,
and certainly not a visual gimmick.

What you’re looking at is a complete cognitive system,
built by me – symbol by symbol, line by line.
But to understand it, you don’t need a manual.
You need a key. A cipher.

Once you possess it, you’ll realize:
these symbols are not decoration.
They speak.
They don’t just point – they activate.
And what they mean is far deeper than language can carry.

Now imagine this civilization ended tonight.
The world falls into centuries of darkness.
Four or even ten thousand years from now,
someone stumbles upon this string of symbols.

How would they interpret it?

They’d see signs and numbers and connect them to what they know.
Maybe they’d say, “They must have worshipped fire and ice.”
They’d invent a religion, or a primitive ritual, or a symbolic myth…
all because they’re staring at shapes – without understanding the system behind them.

That’s exactly how ancient wall inscriptions have been treated.
They saw the symbols and assumed sorcery.
They saw the forms and imagined stories.
But no one asked the most basic question:
Who wrote this? And why write it like that?

And I don’t just mean today’s assumptions.
I mean the ones made two thousand years ago –
by those who inscribed the Rosetta Stone,
which we ironically now use to decipher the very language they misunderstood.

The real shock?
This digital string has a direct counterpart carved in stone.
An inscription still pulsing – still repeating – on the walls of awareness:

𓇳𓈖 𓍿 𓏲𓎉 𓂀 𓇳𓈖 𓂀 𓏲𓇯 : 𓊽 𓊨𓇯 𓂻 𓇳𓈖 𓂀𓁷 𓏲𓆼 : 𓊽 𓁷𓇳 𓁷 : 𓊽 𓈉𓋞

It may look like nothing more than symbols.
But if you look at it from the correct perceptual angle –
not through what they taught you to believe –
you’ll see it wasn’t written to be read…
but to be executed.

These were never childish spells,
nor surface-level prayers,
nor phrases like:
“Climb. Roll. Water explodes. Open the star door. Jump over the rabbit.”
None of those absurdities.

So the real question becomes: Why?

Why did the builders of the greatest monuments in human history –
pyramids, temples, obelisks – leave behind all these precise, cryptic symbols?
Why not write their history in clear words?
Were they truly incapable of inventing a language that could say what they meant –
something more articulate than “jumping over rabbits”?

Were they really children who didn’t know how to speak,
as modern translations would have us believe?

If you think that’s the case,
then perhaps you should first ask the pyramids,
and the mummies,
and the stones that built the impossible.

You’ll find that these people weren’t simple.
Maybe… we are.

When these “sorcerous” symbols were read by those who fancied themselves translators,
they gave us explanations that sound like a child learning to speak:
scattered words, irrational actions,
sentences that resemble nothing but themselves –
nonsense disguised as scholarship.

And then, with full academic solemnity, the translation arrives:

“The king rose from his bed and filled his nose with dough before dawn.”

Brilliant.
Thank heavens the king is no longer around to hear that.
We’d be in serious trouble.
He might have stuffed all our noses with dough…
just to teach us a lesson.

🌀 The Inverted Pyramid
A novel that doesn’t begin on page one –
but at the first fracture in perception.

And until its full release arrives,
you can begin your own decoding
through the book Margins of Perception.

Because no one crosses into truth… unchanged.