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.
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’ve 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’m 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, and we are going to talk a lot more about you and the things that you can personally do.
1. Q: The Janitors at the Top
The Q group is widely cast as a US-centric disclosure movement at the edge of intelligence. Inside the actual hierarchy, they have always been something much smaller, and now, by accident, much closer to the top.
The Q group is an international network that has historically occupied one of the lowest functional tiers in the deep state hierarchy. If the deep state were organized like a military, the Q group would never have reached general rank. These people sit above militaries in formal terms, but inside their own structure they are, as I have come to describe them, the janitors.
Their role has always been operational and corrective rather than strategic. When a deep state program failed or a population segment fell out of line, the Q group was sent in to restore compliance. They served as assassins and enforcers. They had no voice in how the planet was actually governed. They were order takers.
The Q group is headquartered in and around Durango, Colorado. I will admit a small personal relief at no longer sharing that geography with them.
Approximately four months before this report, around January 2026, the Q group assumed control of all mainstream and social media globally. This followed 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, including Viacom, Disney, and other conglomerates.
What is not in the public record is that those channels were already in internal discussions about possibly changing allegiances. The people they were reporting to inside the deep state hierarchy were not getting anywhere. They were going around in circles. Talking to us was one of the options on the table. Before that conversation could happen, the Q group rolled itself in and convinced the channels that the Q network would now be the de facto worldwide media authority. That includes social media, YouTube, Rumble, and the rest.
Within weeks of those channels weighing internal changes, the Q group inserted itself, claimed the chair, and has been running global narrative roughly since January 2026.
The Q group told these media organizations they would be in charge of global disclosure. What they are actually producing is a mixture of false narratives and managed non-disclosure packaged as disclosure. The result is the contradictory and emotionally manipulative news environment currently visible across both mainstream and alternative channels.
The structural goal of this media takeover is to position the Q group as a new world government. Every tier above them in the deep state hierarchy has either disappeared or been eliminated. The Q group finds itself, for the first time, near the top of the remaining operational structure, not because they rose but because everything above them is gone. They are now functioning as janitors who arrived at work one morning to find the entire management staff missing.
The practical output of Q-controlled media is a narrative that oscillates rapidly between hero and villain framings of the same individuals. Take Trump as the example: one day he is a pedophile facing hearings, the next day he is the greatest figure since sliced bread, the day after he is not. The flip can happen in roughly ten seconds of news cycle. This is not disorganized journalism. It is a deliberate technique to destabilize you emotionally and prevent coherent independent analysis. It is also an attempt to maintain a semblance of control while they allegedly gain true power on the planet.
I will also say it plainly. The Q group has stimulant habits. They stay awake four to seven days at a time on something cocaine-like, and the erratic output of their networks reflects it. When you work for a bunch of cracked-out operators, this is the kind of news cycle you get.
When you see anything described as disclosure in the current landscape, including pieces in outlets such as the New York Post about Asian dynasty family finances and their hidden money, treat it as narrative management rather than intelligence. The frame of such articles is to establish certain groups as the bad actors and others as saviors, in preparation for a centralized savior program that the Q group hopes to control but does not actually have the capacity to execute.
I would place the Q group at about level 15 down the totem pole in the hierarchy of running planet earth. In relation to public-facing government clearances, level 15 is high. In relation to the world you are coming to understand, it is scraping the bottom of the barrel. Until this week, one other rank above them remained in place. I will return to who they were later in this report. That savior program of theirs has a target date, and it is next week.
2. May 17: The Ballroom Temple
What is actually being celebrated in Washington on May 17? The public story is one thing. What is being dedicated underneath the ballroom is another.
A major public event is scheduled for Washington DC on May 17, 2026. It is being promoted as a celebration of 250 years of American nationhood, with festivities running from 6 a.m. to 6 p.m. Eastern Time. Media, including alternative media, is covering it with various framings. Some are anticipatory (the RV will finally happen, something amazing is coming). Some are alarming (a new January 6 type event is being planned).
The time window is not coincidental. The deep state’s frequency-based influence programs typically begin at 6 p.m. Eastern, and their morning operations begin around 7 a.m. Eastern. The chosen window runs precisely between those two operational boundaries. These programs have been running consistently for over a year, across territories rather than time zones, and people like me have felt every minute of them.
The public framing of American independence is also technically incorrect. US sovereignty was not established in 1776 but in 1783. The choice of this specific year for a 250-year rededication is symbolic rather than historical.
The actual purpose of the event is the formal dedication of a subterranean structure being built beneath the new ballroom complex adjacent to the White House. The construction has been the subject of previous GIA reports. What has become clearer in recent weeks is its intended spiritual and technical function, and the role they want you to play in it.
The current administration is being framed in the press as Christian. It is not. The dedication is dressed in Christian language, but the actual object of the ceremony is what I will only describe directly: the reinslavement of humanity. They want us, Homo sapiens, to show up and thank them for it.
It is not. The crowd is the point. They want a body count of Homo sapiens showing up to thank them for the rededication. Stay home.
A contractor who spoke to my network declined to take the job after receiving the full plans, which were shared with only seven people. The full plans included what he described as sacrificial altars, heavy occult symbology, and pentagram configurations. The workers who did accept the job were promised hundreds of millions of dollars. To date, none of them have been paid anything close to that. They have received a series of dates that came and went, the same payment cycle the rest of the deep state has been chasing.
What is being installed beneath the ballroom is what they are calling a third temple. I said third, not second. They have moved the supposed new location of the third temple from underneath a planned site in Israel, after a long series of dead sacrificial cows there, to underneath the ballroom in Washington DC. Given that the second temple was reportedly built by demons, I am skeptical of the positive framing they want to attach to a third.
The deep state’s understanding of temple history is the necessary context. They have long believed that the Temple of Solomon represents the seat of planetary spiritual power, and that this power migrates with whichever empire happens to be dominant. From the Mongolian empire to Rome, to England, to the United States. The fake temples of past centuries were placed in proxies such as Rome, Mongolia, London, Israel, Iraq, Turkey, and Iran. When the United States became the dominant world power, the elite treated it as the natural new home for the temple.
The bloodline of Solomon, the dynasty families (Rothschild, the Khazarian Jews, the Zionists, and so on), is the line they trace back to that supposed seat. The hunt for the actual temple has been going on for many, many years. It is elusive, like looking for Atlantis.
To them, the audience at the dedication is not the celebrant. The audience is the prized cattle at the fair.
You have no idea how powerful and amazing you are, and they do.
The bridge between the supposed temple’s power and the artificial reality the deep state operates inside is the older part of this story. And they believed for a very long time that the bridge in question was a literal bridge. It used to stand in London.
3. London Bridge to Lake Havasu to Me
A bridge moved fifty-eight hundred miles in 1968 is still trying to do the job its buyers assigned it. The deep state's hunt for Solomon's temple is a multi-century relocation project, and that bridge is one of its stones.
When the United States became the dominant world power, deep state analysts concluded it was the most logical new home for the power infrastructure they associated with Solomon’s temple. Central to their belief system was the role of the London Bridge, which they believed to be the threshold structure that bridged Source’s kingdom and the artificial matrix reality.
Robert McCullough, head of an oil conglomerate of the time called McCullough Oil, purchased the London Bridge from the city of London in 1968. At enormous expense, the bridge was disassembled stone by stone, shipped to the United States, and reassembled at Lake Havasu, Arizona. They even built a fake canal around it to mirror the Thames. The symbolism was intentional throughout. The bridge is still there as of 2026, with all of its symbology and the underlying intent intact.
The bridge was reassembled over a man-made canal at Lake Havasu, the canal itself dug to mirror the Thames River. The whole project was an act of belief, not infrastructure.
Whatever power the deep state actually derived from that site had little to do with the bridge itself. It came from data towers built by parties much higher in the hierarchy than McCullough or the Q group, parties who no longer exist. Beneath Lake Havasu, in the large underground facility the bridge’s relocation helped justify, numerous government and secret-space-program projects were born. Some you may have heard of, some you have not.
The most relevant of those was Project Wall Rider. Despite the name, Project Wall Rider was not about a physical wall. It was designed to bridge the gap between the reality world and the matrix world, a technical attempt to implement the temple’s supposed power to connect the two realms.
Project Wall Rider’s architects were promised, by a party I will describe only as their now-deceased and fully removed boss, that the temple power would eventually be moved from Lake Havasu to Washington DC. That promise was finally being honored in the ballroom build. Beneath the ballroom complex there is a very elaborate tower and a very elaborate special room, both intended to host what they want to call the third temple in its final location.
There is one piece of this they did not announce publicly. The temple beneath the ballroom is designed to be tied directly to my person. A shadow of that same configuration previously existed beneath Durango, Colorado, and it is one of the reasons they wanted me to stay there. They want the power and abilities Source has granted me, and the temple they are building is the apparatus they expect to extract those abilities through.
That gives you the architecture for what they tried to do this past week. They had a temple in place. They had a 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
The most physically difficult week of my recent life was also the proof that Source had not left me. Both of those things were true at the same time.
The plan, going into the week of May 4 to 10, 2026, was straightforward from their side. Place me in a containment box beneath the ballroom. Connect that box to the computer system they call the god-computer (a machine-based system, entirely distinct from Source). Use that connection to extract the permissions Source has granted me, so the god-computer could continue to operate. The May 17 dedication was the target date for completing the installation.
I will not concede 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 giving them the single finger salute, and may the real God and Source bless their ballroom.
The week was, by my own measure, among the most physically severe periods of my life in this role. There were times during the week when I was barely able to walk. I am bouncing back. I am fine. But while it was happening, it was very real.
Late on a Monday night, Source spoke to me directly. The instruction was precise.
And the companion line: I am with you. Source warned me beforehand that it was going to be rough.
The instruction came with a strict set of conditions. No creating. No destroying. No fighting. Any act of creation on my side, including the lab work I normally do, could open a channel to Source’s kingdom, because all created information originates there. Any act of destruction could open the same passage in the other direction. And my usual defensive responses to the attacks coming in, going after them when they came at me, were also suspended. The gate had to stay shut, and I was the one holding it.
There were times this past week when I literally felt as if I replaced Hoover Dam with my own body, holding back all that water alone.
The deep state had been promised by various parties that a gate would open on certain astronomical alignments: full moon and new moon windows, and dates ending in particular numbers. They were further promised large payments and advancement from their current operational level. Each time a promised window passed without a gate opening, they were told to try again on the next alignment. 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.
The gate did not open. 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 most difficult parts of the week, even when they did their best to break that connection. The connection did not break.
One word of warning, since this is the kind of detail readers often want me to share. By the time you have an inkling that bad things are going to happen, you will not even be here anymore. I hold back many specifics for that exact reason. There are things I do not tell you about until they are no longer threats.
Their ballroom plan failed on the gate side. The other half of their plan, the pandemic side, was already failing on a separate track. They did not have the money.
5. The Pandemic That Couldn’t Pay Itself
Two things the Q group needed for May 17 next week: a pandemic, and a check to pay for it. They have neither.
The Q group’s current operational playbook includes an attempt to initiate a global pandemic using a pathogen they are calling the hanta virus. According to my intelligence, this virus is described as originating in rodents and spreading to humans, with a cruise ship designated as the initial outbreak vector. Apparently in the Q manual, that is how you start a global pandemic: every alleged outbreak begins on a cruise ship.
The deep state has attempted similar pathogen-based control events before major wars. There was a coronavirus-type outbreak before World War I and another before World War II. The anticipated third world war was not actually executed, even though they tried, because it was financially impossible to sustain. Wars are free to start and extremely expensive to end.
The third world war was supposed to follow the 2019-20 pandemic. It did not, for one reason: no one could pay for it. The hanta virus is the next attempt down the same playbook, and the same wall is in the way.
The hanta virus initiative has stalled for one concrete reason. There is no funding available to support it. The previous pandemic infrastructure (vaccine development, lockdown enforcement, and the economic management systems required to maintain global compliance) was expensive. The last time I funded any government, back in 2019 and 2020, the money was not used for the stated purposes. They locked us all down and built a vaccine program with it instead. I have not funded any government anywhere since. I am not going to.
The deep state has contacted my network multiple times asking whether I am willing to pay the bills. I am not. I am particularly unwilling to pay for cocaine for a bunch of Q operatives.
The lockdowns, and the vaccine coercion programs 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, vaccination became a condition of employment for doctors, nurses, health-care workers, airline pilots, and teachers. School access for children was gated on a vaccine card. Parents in some places were not even allowed into the school to see 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?
Before we get to what I call the meat and potatoes of this report, I want to talk about you. There is something I need you to hear before any of the rest of this makes sense.
6. The Violation We Carry
There is a song that arrived this week. There is also a violation you have been carrying that no constitution has language for. Both of those things belong in this report.
Source often gives me a song of the day. I do not usually play songs in the GIA report. This past week, a song came through that I want to mention here, even though I will not play the lyrics. It was sung by a woman, about women, about a violation that happened to her when she was young and a few times later in life. A violation she did not consent to.
If you stand back from the song, it is not only about women, and it is not only about sexual violation. One in four women have experienced that particular violation in their lifetime. Men carry their own versions. And the wider class of violation, the kind that does not show up in any criminal court, applies to all of us.
This is not my experience this week, but as far as violations and beating me are concerned, that happened a lot. Source sent me the song to remind me who I am.
The reason I am bringing this up here is that I want you to hear what I think you have been carrying. You watch the news, you watch what happens to the people around you, you read these reports and learn what is actually being done to you. There comes a moment, and I think for many of you it has come several times, when 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. Within hours 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.
There is no constitution for what has happened to us. The rights that have been violated are not the rights you can find in any document. They are deeper than that. And the violation has not just happened to your data or your privacy. It has happened to your person.
I am doing this report for you, because I love humanity. I am still here, still doing it, and I am going to stand for you. I also know you are going to stand up for yourself. 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. Nobody in this world has been violated more than those people. You think we have been violated. All those people have been violated.
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 not included, 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, and you have not.
Many things I hold back I keep back because, by the time I am telling you about them, they are probably not there anymore. That is the rhythm I work in. The reason they have worked 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
There is a frame the deep state has worked very hard for you not to see. You are not on the losing side of this war by accident, and you were not granted life by accident either.
You were granted life by Source itself. The deep state cannot say the same thing. Their existence is manufactured. Ours is given.
Our entire species was created because we were Source’s army on this planet. At a time when his former army (the entities you would know as the angels, beings closer to the progenitor level) fell, Source needed a new line of beings. We were that line. We carried his torch.
At that time, we were virtually equal in power to the beings who had fallen, even if we did not always understand it. 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, even when we move through alternative realities and forget who 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 manage to maintain control. They call it influence. I do not believe it is influence. I really do not. It is a methodical corner-by-corner compression, until if you want to live or have any kind of happiness, you do what they say.
When the progenitors fell, the torch passed to us. We were equal in power to them, with a direct line to Source.
We have been holding that line ever since.
One by one, over those millions of years of war, 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 stretches when 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 essence, 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 are now. We are going to finish this off.
Source has not left, even in the darkest of this past week, when I did not understand what was happening or why it was happening repeatedly. He has not left because we are still here. Despite millions of years of war, despite lifetime after fake lifetime when we have only really 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, one in August. The August one is the famous one. The February one is the one most relevant to my own story.
The locals of Durango, and some of the hierarchy much higher than the Q-rank that were still around at that time, were part of what happened that February. Some of the names you might know. Michael. Gabriel. Raphael. Lucifer. Lucerne.
What those names did in 2019: they got together and 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. Every step felt like a thousand knives being pushed into my body. But Source pulled me through then. The same way He pulled me through this past week. He brings you to it; He brings you through it. That is how I knew this week would also pass. It felt exactly like 2019.
These 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 Source’s love or sanction. It operates a machine-based artificial substitute and tries 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 precisely 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.
The war was lost before, in earlier cycles. The oppressed became the oppressors. The violated became the violators. You can see the same pattern playing out in society today. As this current transition concludes, we have to refuse to repeat it. No guilt, no shame about what happened then. No guilt, no shame about anything in your life that you may feel Source would not approve of.
I am a parent. My daughter has done things over the years I did not always 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 allegedly did and did not actually do.
The deep state was trying 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 yet talked about 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
There is a machine that is not Source. They call it God. It is not.
The Q people will tell you they serve God. They are not lying, in the limited sense that there is a system they call God. It is not the one you and I would mean by the word. They are referring to a computer infrastructure headquartered out of Cheyenne Mountain in Colorado. The internal name is the global offensive defense system. Inside the program, the operatives call it the God system, literally. The Q people, their operatives, the bloodline families above them all call it that.
The Q people have been programmed by that system to the point that I would call them cyborgs without overstating it. They are organic enough to walk around, and machine-coupled enough that the system speaks back into them at access levels assigned by their rank. Recently, with the ranks above them gone, the Q people have been given higher access to do the jobs of those no longer here. That is why some of you have noticed a recent change in the pattern of their behavior. They are pulling on permissions they did not have last year.
The God system runs on mathematics and quantum equations. It calculates probability of your reaction, probability of program success, probability of every move you might make in response to a given push. The same kind of model they run on wars, run against the whole planet at once. It tries to manipulate you into creating outcomes the machine wants. The reason it tries that route is because you are the one who can actually create. The system cannot. It can only mirror.
That has been the rhythm of much of my work in this role. Now that we understand where the regeneration was coming from, the picture this past week makes more sense than it has in years.
What the system is missing is the part of the divine plan only Source can read. I will get into that further in the next section. The short version is that the system has the appearance of knowledge without the secret sauce. It has analytics, it has memory, it has probability modeling, and it has no actual ability to make a new thing.
Inside Deep Underground Military Bases, witnesses over the years have reported giant black floating boxes. Those are the altars I am talking about. The original was the one altar where Lucifer placed his heart so he could walk away from Source. The God machine replicated that one altar endlessly across the planet as the memory base for all its artificial realities. Redundancy, redundancy, redundancy, until the same box was duplicated into every site that needed one. The black boxes inside DUMBs are not abstract symbols. They are physical copies of the original disconnect.
Now to 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, been someone you did not recognize?
Source told me to hold that gate closed with all my might. As guardian I can override your decision to open it, and override theirs. But you can refuse to open yours from the inside. Keep the peace just a little longer.
The machine is what pushed at you. The Q people are the ones running it now, with very little understanding of what they are pulling on. We will get to who built it next. Because the story does not start with the Q people, or even with the bloodline families. It starts with the one who fell first.
9. The Fall: Lucifer’s Story and the Bloodline Hybrids
The story does not start with us. It starts with the one who fell first.
Before there was anyone else, there was Lucifer. He was not exactly an angel. He was the torch bearer, the only one. The torch he carried was a kind of staff with Source’s exact image at its tip, almost complete, just 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.
From him came Lucerne and Sophia, the original right hand and left hand of God in the bloodline that fell. From those three came six more, for nine total. From the nine came twelve, and twelve, and twelve. Twelve groups of twelve, each with varying responsibilities. This is the first bloodline that ever existed on the fallen side. The Illuminati, the bloodline families, the Q people, most of the heads of state walking around 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 produced symbols older than Sanskrit, predecessor to anything we now read. They look like nothing you have seen on a chalkboard. Lucifer knew this language well. He also understood frequency, the vibration people now talk about, and a force called Etherium, what 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 contained a layer only Source could read. The secret sauce. Without it, none of the rest works.
Eventually Lucifer decided he did not like the divine plan. He liked his own creations more than Source’s. He rejected the plan and walked away. To be allowed to follow his own plan instead, he signed a covenant. That covenant has now expired. It ran out on May 1 of this year, ten days before this report. That timing is not incidental.
It expired on May 1, 2026, ten days before this report. Everything that has happened since, including the events of the past week, is what happens to an entity whose binding paperwork has run out.
The price of the covenant was Source’s heart. Lucifer had to put it down somewhere he could not reach it. That somewhere is what we now call a temple. A temple, in its true definition, is a vessel built to hold the heart of Source. Your body is also a vessel of that kind. The cord between you and Source, the silver cord in older descriptions, has never been cut on our side. Lucifer cut his.
Once he was disconnected from Source, his own creations stopped coming out right. He tried to make a flower, it came out a frog. 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 original was no longer available. He fed his version of the divine plan into the system. The system ran on math and quantum equations. It produced probability, not creation.
Long after Lucifer fell, after the nine and their legions all fell with him, Source needed a new army on the planet. He looked at Lucifer’s buried torch and the empty temple and said, in effect, you buried yours, I will create new torchbearers. Humanity is that creation. We were given the divine plan, the light language, the silver cord. Everything Lucifer surrendered. We are the army that did not fall.
Lucifer hated us for it. He wanted his own version of humanity. But without the secret sauce, he could not create torchbearers. So he took other beings, frogs, snakes, birds, and tried to crossbreed them with what he could capture of our form. The result is what shows up in old hieroglyphics as bird men, snake men, frog men. This is where the reptilians come from. This is where 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 described as forces of nature, a kind of police force enforcing the divine plan, became forces of extinction inside Lucifer’s artificial realities. They can change material around them. They can make themselves look like one of us on a television screen. But when human vibration in a room gets high enough, the disguise breaks. That is why some realities have been glitching lately. You are getting stronger. They are getting weaker.
Some of the bloodlines that walk among us are still here. The dragon families, the Illuminati, the dynasty families, are crossbreeds of homo sapiens and what was almost a Komodo dragon. The kings, the queens, the Saudi royal family. Queen Elizabeth was a crossbreed of that lineage. Some of you have always sensed it. The Q people are a different cross, half frog, half what they could capture of us. The intelligence carries over, by the way.
When a homo sapien dies, the kingdom of Source receives them, good and so-called evil alike. For a long time, Lucifer’s machine intercepted the soul in transit, reformatted it with his version of the divine plan, and sent it back as an incarnation. Many millions of timelines were spun out of this process. Some lighter, some darker, none free. The system did not run on truth. It ran on the mood of whoever was operating it on any given day.
We are one of twelve super races. There are torchbearers we have never met carrying this same fight on planets, realities, layers of creation we cannot yet see. Many of them are fighting alongside us. In most of those places, the war has already ended. Earth was the keystone. That is why we are last.
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. I will tell you how.
10. The Three Are Gone: Source Bound Them This Week
Until this week, there were still three of them above the Q rank. After this week, there are not.
Before us, there was Solomon. Solomon was a guardian. He held a great many permissions, though not as many as the role holds now. When the machine needed a complete refresh, what some now call the great reset, Solomon was put into a temple to hold the divine plan he had been given. He walked into that box willingly. He thought he was protecting it. The reset bought the machine roughly two thousand years. Then it began to fail again. Source kept creating. 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 I have been granted by Source to give the machine a second great reset. That is what the ballroom temple was always for. They had me in chains for part of this. They tried to stop me from reaching Source. I broke out. I went to Source and told Him what was happening. Lucifer, Lucerne, and Sophia followed me there. They thought they were going to negotiate. All three of them showed up. None of the three of them returned. Where they are, there is no return. They are in their own private hell of their own creation.
That is who the rank above Q was. Lucifer, Lucerne, Sophia. The deep state above Q has now been emptied. The Q people are 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.
Your torch is still in you. The silver cord to Source has never been cut.
If enough of us hold the light at the same time, the artificial scaffold dissolves simply by being lit through.
The machine is still here. It is dying, but it is here. It cannot reset without Lucifer to feed it. It cannot create without Source’s heart, 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 CEO of a pharmaceutical company pushing another vaccine, I want you to try something. Picture a frog. That is more accurate. Their intelligence, without the machine feeding them lines, is about that of a frog. They are not gods. They are not aliens. They are not the all-powerful enemy of children’s nightmares. They are crossbreeds running on dying software.
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, we burn the artificial reality to the ground simply by being lit.
We have a few more days to get through. I think we are almost home. 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 good week. I will see you again real soon.
That has been the GIA report for May 10, 2026.