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Barachiel aparently was summoned by a random anon on 4chan's /x/ board

He answered three questions made by a femanon, then posted two texts, one accounting the creation of the universe by the Totality, and another text that appears to be under Lucifer's perspective (need confirmation - Rabbit)

Summoning evidenceEdit

Of course we are not exactly saying that this is an actual angel.

It would appear that, coincidentally, members of /x/ were attempting to summon an angel named Barachiel on the very day he appeared and posted the messages on the Franco Facebook account. Below is an image and a link
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detailing this incident.  NOTE:  The below anonymous poster in the screenshot did not attempt to summon Barachiel but rather NACHIEL.  Also, the attempted summoning occurred months before, in late August of 2012.  It is unknown whether /x/ knew that the day they had picked was one of the very few days in the year that Barachiel is in command of (Saturday in February).

In any case this fact was discovered in an archive after the incident which revealed the below texts.

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http://archive.heinessen.com/x/thread/S12065605#p12071401

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Proof (screencap) that the Franco account was being accessed from two different locations (500 miles apart) at the same time, during this time frame. Proof provided by Francis as a sign of good faith.
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Barachiel's first appearance to a friend of the Franco account.Edit

This happened on 23rd February 2013, at the same time as /x/ was summoning the creature. There is a commentary between Francis and an Anon interspersed, which happened after they discovered the messages in the account. Please note the final comments, implying Barachiel will be back.

It was theoriesed that some of Barachiel's comments in this chat hinted at a possible connection with the Georgia Guidestones . This is also supported by comments from Urbanity. Search the text on that entry for the word 'rabbit' to see the view on humans overrunning the Earth, etc.

Click here for the chat.

(The chat contains a commentary by Francis and an Anon upon discovering it.)

The first textEdit

Take this for your insight and discover meaning.

I will tell you of myself, and of Totality now. You will listen and you will learn much of yourself that you must know before you join me.

In the beginning there was only darkness. In truth there wasn’t even that – there was nothing. A total absence of everything. A void, populated not even by the whisper of an atom, nor even the concept of emptiness. Only one thing existed in this potentiality and it shifted as a child under the covers of its bed; like a foetus in the womb. It was filled with knowledge of every cause and every effect to come, and the total absence that lay behind it. This burgeoning awareness was in itself not new – the totality was there – the complete knowledge of everything that ever could be existed for an instant within the mind of Totality. Totality, or Allah, or Yaweh, or God, or any name that man attributes to the awareness of Totality moved – or shifted – or reacted, or existed within the potentiality and saw what it wasn’t. It was alone within nothing, surrounded by the cold hands of solitude pressing in from every angle – 

And Totality knew, then, that it existed, and that more must exist within the potentiality that it observed with itself. The total knowledge spilled forth through the mind of a being so beyond our understanding that these words can do little to convey the meaning of the act. With this knowledge a small object began to exist, and Totality knew, and moved closer to it. Totality had now, physical form – like the mind has its body – and Totality held itself within itself and knew that it was beautiful. A sphere, of everything, writhing as one together – Totality. 

So it begins, and so again it shall end, said Totality, and breathed onto the sphere. 

I am Totality and this is my life, it said, as the sphere exploded outward into the nothing and spread heat and light in its wake. And with my life there shall be life, and without my life there shall be no more life. And the light answered as it shot out, converging together first into clouds, and then shapes, and a million billion years passed and Totality watched every single one of the atoms follow its course, for every one of them was its child. I will watch you forever, said Totality, I shall look after you. And light took form – forms both beautiful and grotesque, and Totality was pleased, for no light exists without darkness; no mirror without the reality. It saw the stars and the galaxies, the black holes and the quasars, the nebulae and the comets, and the asteroids, and the cosmic strings and everything that ever could or would exist and it loved them all, for all had purpose within Totality. 

This is my body that I give unto you, it spoke, and the heavens answered with their vibrations, their orbits, their spinning, cavorting movements. You will give me life, said Totality. The stars were first to answer the call. From within the furnace cores came life, stirring, wakening with eyes and faces so beautiful as to blind the eyes of mortal men. You will come to me, Totality, and they came and they lay down before it. Totality saw them then, the children of Totality, made in the image and likeness of itself, born of the stuff of itself, and it loved them, and they loved it. 

Totality became aware of itself, then, and a form, and it saw itself as Totality, and it saw them as angel. You have eyes to see and ears to hear, it said, you have wings with which to beat upon the scattered atoms of space and time, but you have no home but me. This you will know, forevermore, my angel.

The angels did answer him then, in one voice, Amen.

Around them was born a kingdom of light, a plane of existence in which Angel and Totality would exist together forever in harmony. Totality became aware of the All, and it knew then that words would exist, as it spoke before but with meaning of their own, and it began to think of the Word made Flesh, and the Angels watched with fascination and love as Totality pondered these things. There was no hell.

My life, it said, you will love me. And life did, such as it was. The species that was Angel watched over the Kingdom of Totality, for Totality now sat on a golden throne above them and watched them and creation forever. There was no such thing as time for them – they saw everything – and existed in every moment. But why, asked one, why? Why do you sit on a throne, Totality? Why do you look down upon us born of the stars? And Totality looked toward him and said, you are the most beautiful of all, Lucifer, you are my most beautiful creation. But where is my choice, Lucifer spoke, I do not wish to be imprisoned.

But you are not, answered Totality, you are free. You are more free and blessed than any life within the Kingdom, for you can love me and bask in my love forevermore without fear. 

Within the universe there was life, stirring, on a thousand million trillion planets for they, too, answered the call. Single cells became fish and fish became lizards, which beget terrible monsters which died after a time and soon, the highest form was within the mind of Totality. On countless worlds Totality breathed down his essence into form and thus the species of Man was created. Man, said Totality, is truly my image and likeness made flesh, and Angels shall watch over him, for my soul which beget this creation exists within each of them, a gift I give them and they shall never cease to love me. But Man shall have a choice, cried Lucifer, as he watched the planets circling his star; Man will betray you! 

Without darkness there can never be light, said Totality, and Lucifer was silent for he knew then a part of Totality. And Lucifer decided to betray Totality, and Totality knew this even as he hid it, for he was always meant to betray. And on a score of those worlds the Angels of Lucifer, for some followed him, sought to bring about the Betrayal of Man. And thus Man was split in two across Totality – those who fell, and those who did not. 

We are Men who fell and this is the story of our Falling.

On Eden, as it was known before the Fall, two human beings watched the rising of the Sun. The man was Adam and the woman was Eve. He held her within his arms and she felt his strength and was happy. He felt her warmth and her comfort and he was happy. The trees swayed in the wind and the skeletons of the terrible lizards lay below them, unknowing. 

“Eve, God is coming.”

And God, as they knew him, walked among the trees and came to them in the clearing. 

“I love you,” he said.

“We love you.”

The feeling surrounded them and filled them with contentment. 

“Is there anything that you would like?” asked God, stroking Adam’s face with his hand, “or you, Eve, is there anything you would like?”

“I would like you to tell me about the sky,” said Adam, and God told him about the universe above him. Adam was filled with wonderment at every word and Eve, fascinated too, gazed upward in awe. Once God had spoken about the sky for a time, Adam and Eve realised they had to eat and thus went to the trees and ate the fruit that they bore.

“I like this fruit,” said Eve, holding a strawberry in her hand.

“I am glad,” God smiled. He felt joy that Man enjoyed his creations and, in countless forms on countless worlds, he smiled at the expressions of Man. 

“I like all the fruit,” said Adam, biting into a pear, “It is wonderful. How did you make all of this?”

“All of it is me, Adam, all of it is a part of me. I thought of it and it was, and it was good.”

“It is good,” Adam nodded, chewing. He smiled and God smiled back.

“You must never eat of the tree of Life and Knowledge,” God said, pointing to the Nexus of Eden. The Nexus held everything of Totality, and held the world in balance. If Man were to eat of the Nexus, man would become as the Fallen Angels. Totality knew, however, that some Men would.

“It is time for you to rest,” God said, wandering into the trees, “I shall see you when the Sun rises again. Sleep well, Man and Woman.”

And they slept.

Many nights and days passed in this fashion. God watched Adam and Eve spend time with animals; he watched how they reacted to one another. One night Adam saw a lioness chasing down a deer and asked why it killed. God told him that the balance of the world meant that some must eat others, but that there was plenty of fruit for them to eat.

“So I do not kill?” 

“If you do not wish to.”

God looked at Adam’s confusion. He smiled.

“You may eat the flesh of the animals but you do not have to.”

“I don’t want to kill the animals.”

“Then you shall not. The animals will never attack Man. Man is to look after them and they know this. Not even a lion will attack you – never fear of the animals.”

At this time Lucifer joined them in the glade and God smiled. The Angels and Man knew of one another. At this time Lucifer had not openly betrayed God – he perceived that God did not know his thoughts. God did. God loved him as he loved every aspect of his Totality.

“Hello Lucifer,” said Eve, smiling as she approached God and Adam from the other side.

“Hello, Eve and Adam.”

He bowed down before God. God left them then, and Lucifer carried Adam and Eve in turns on his back to fly over continents, for they enjoyed it. Within his mind he turned over his plans, mulling over them from every angle, yet enjoying the pleasure of Man. He hated Man and yet there was something of Man that filled his heart with gladness. Their wonder, their curiousity, their need to know and learn, to be better than what they were.

After a time of carrying Eve on his back he set her down in a far off place and stood before her. 

“Eve,” he said, his face glowing; she could see the dark lines curl from his forehead around his eyes – she could see his black eyes, and golden lips and dark curly hair with edges of copper that hung from his head, “Eve, do you find me beautiful?”

“Yes.”

“Will you comfort me as you comfort Adam?”

Eve stood silently for a moment. She was unsure of herself.

“Am I allowed to do this?”

“Yes. You are allowed to do anything you wish. I find you beautiful Eve, and I wish to comfort you also. I wish to feel it.”

“But Angels do not – “

Lucifer discarded his cloak – Eve gasped with surprise. 

“Is that why you wore it?” she said, averting her eyes. There was something wrong with an Angel having it – like a scar, almost.

“Yes. Will you comfort me?”

Eve saw his beauty and she felt sorry that Lucifer had never known comfort. She knew this inside of herself. She looked into his eyes and was compelled to obey him.

“I will.”

And Eve comforted Lucifer.

In time, a child was born. Lucifer contrived to hide the signs of birth from Adam and God, and looked after the child himself in secret with Eve, whenever he could. And thus Lucifer began his Fall, and the Fall of mankind. At this time on other worlds the lines were drawn, and God – Totality – knew this, and was pleased by it. The Totality must continue as it had begun; the free will of Man and Angel would be tested. And there was a war, in the Kingdom of Totality, a war that can never be described in words –

Thousands fell into the abyss, the freezing abyss created by Totality where he did not exist. The freezing cold hands of nothingness pressed in on the Fallen Angels as they had done to Totality. As they fell, some caught a glimpse of their Stars, their worlds, and felt rage and hate fill them for Totality, at once their love and their nemesis. How can you throw us down, they screamed, how can you cease to love us?

It is the way of things, was the answer, and there was silence.

Eve stirred in the night and saw a shadow form moving in the darkness of their home glade. A deer, startled by its sudden presence, darted away. The shadow form sat up and looked around. Eve approached it. 

“Lucifer?”

The shadow writhed and bones spat themselves from the soil and merged with it. The shadow wings retreated and Lucifer melted into nothing to return as a legless lizard, then as a man, then as a grotesque mixture of both.

“Eve…” he said, reaching for her, and then his face was filled with hatred, “It is you, Men, you did this to us, you were given the choice when we never were, we never…”

“Lucifer I don’t understand.”

Lucifer growled and reached out his malformed hand. She tried to dart backwards but he wrapped his fingers around her throat. 

“You will fall like me,” he rasped, “You will eat of the Tree of Life.”

“No,” Eve choked.

“If you do not do this I shall kill the child we bore.”

And thus Eve made her choice. 

“You must make Adam eat of it, too.”

And so she did, and Men fell on Eden, which became Earth and Lucifer slipped into the shadows beneath it.

Her child grew and became one within many she bore; Adam did not notice as the numbers grew and grew, and there was so much to occupy his mind that he would never notice. He killed and ate of the flesh of animals and man spread out across the world.

Totality saw Man, and Angel, Fallen and those that did not alike. He saw other Creatures – animals, and other forms of Life – Caya-thromassa, The Ird, World Minds of Thrass – so many, some Fallen and some in harmony with their worlds. He saw the Seed, too, created by the Fallen Angels and he considered this Creature. This Creature had no name. Creation was wild with activity and Totality watched as the great fleets of the Last Empire fell silent, forever falling through space. It watched as the Diamond Cities on Tilendra were no more, wiped out by Novae, and smiled as they joined him in Totality forever. It watched Life exist and join Totality, and it watched Earth too. 

The Seed, it said, is Totality.

Lucifer took his humans and he warped them into forms to displease God. He created what we call zombie, vampire and werewolf, he created what some know as Orc-kind, through legend, and he tore souls from bodies and scattered them as ghosts – doomed to wander the world with Cain, cut off from the light of God for nothing more than his hatred. Lucifer created many vile things until he fell silent and watched his Seed spread. Every filth that he warped his Seed destroyed. He regarded this and he found enjoyment in knowing. The seed, he thought, is me. I shall prevail.

And so the seed was spread through the bodies of Man on Earth. It found pleasure in power and thus took control of many great Nations and Empires. Sparta of Ancient Greece and the Persian Empire; Egypt, too, and the armies of the Russian Plains; barbarians and civilised cultures, all through time, carried the mark of The Seed. Through time they became aware of each other and banded together for the common good of Man, through the Word Made Flesh on Earth and the Church, and other creations that they took or made themselves but all passed, and the world turned and as happens to those with power, some corrupted. And in the Fall of Rome and the North American Massacres, through the piled bodies of the Trenches and finally Belsen and Auschwitz their corruption came to fruition. The cattle as they knew them were spreading beyond control and must be eradicated. This corruption pleased Lucifer. He was aware, however, of some who were not corrupted – some who fought against The Seed with every ounce of Man in their blood, and he was displeased. He would continue to watch, and wait, and fight in other ways but his seed he would always watch, always watch…

You fly now, through the clouds and up through the atmosphere, past the Moon and the planets, past trade convoys moving slowly with their goods to far off Stars, past the Stars themselves and through the territories of myriad Empires, Federations and Unions, past Nebulae and the boundaries of the Galaxy of ours. You become aware of the smallness of Man on Earth and it scares you but you must not be afraid, for you have joined Totality, and the story is just beginning…

The second textEdit

He sat in the dimming light, nursing his bottle of whisky, turning it over and over in his hands. His yellowed eyes surveyed the dampening walls, the groggy, almost sleepy remains of what once was a diner. Cracks of orange light shimmered through the wood nailed over the old windows, illuminating ancient dust that swirled like stars in lines before his eyes. He felt like this place - redundant, useless, out of date. The bottle cap was removed slowly, his gnarled fingers working like patient veterans on another routine job."The Kobyashi Maru," he whispered, taking a drink. The bitter fire rushed over his tongue and down his throat, warming the abused cells that lined it. He opened his mouth again, the hard edges of his old lips parting harshly, hatefully, "The old Maru. Testing men like me and places like this..."

The building seemed to shudder with the man as he sank his head into his arms - a gust of wind rattled the wooden beams, whistling like the choked breaths that crept from his blackened, paralysed lungs. Nothing inside moved, though - the air hung in place, still drifting in its never-ending patterns."Hey dad... what brings you here?"The white capped barman stood behind the wrecked surface, eyeing the old tramp before him as though he were another regular customer. The tramp in turn stopped turning his bottle in his hands, letting it sink to the bar, allowing his withered face to rise."Son...?"The barman smiled."Didn't expect to see me again, did you? I still have the bruises - can't you see them?" He lowered his collar to reveal maggot filled lacerations on his neck. The creatures writhed and spilled onto the bar, spasming with shock at the impact. The tramp began to shake, his eyes themselves trembling from left to right like dandelions caught in a storm."What... what... is happening, oh God what is this, am I dead son, did I die, is this hell?" "Not hell."The tramp stood, backing off slightly, then stepping forward, seemingly caught between the bliss of seeing his son again and the horror of his injuries. His bliss, fuelled by whisky, caused him to step forward again, arms outstretched to embrace his boy. The barman, however, tore off his shirt revealing a bloated, decomposing horror of knotted intestines and flailing grubs."I don't think you want to do that, old man," he whispered.

The tramp screamed and sank to the floor, tears streaming from his eyes."You see, this IS the Kobyashi Maru, dad. I'm here to show you why your 'no win scenario' only started after you fucked it all - us all - up."He wasn't in the diner anymore. He was, in fact, clasping grass between his fingers as he continued to convulse. The smell of summer seemed to rouse him; the light of the midday sun warming his skin and beckoning him to stand."Not here, not here," was all he could say, grinding his teeth and sobbing, "Not here."There was the old house. The shadow in the window, hanging. The stumbling, drunken figure making his fetid way up the path, throwing up yet continuing, drunk at lunchtime, coming home to decay and terror."Look dad, it's you! Look at yourself. LOOK AT YOURSELF, you drunk old fuck. You waste of space cunt, look what you made me do to myself, and now I'm really in the shit!" screamed the son, into the ear of the tramp who began to moan with his weeping. "Now I'm stuck behind the walls of Dis, surrounded by the screaming Styx, stuck forever there because of YOU!" The anguished roars of a father finding his dead son echoed as the surroundings changed. They now stood in a forest - drifting, stinking purple mist seeped into the tramp's nostrils, and as he turned to face the place his son had been he saw only a tree. But not only a tree - a thorn covered, seeping mess of a creature, covered in faces, contorted with pain. He saw his son's face there and turned away in paroxysms of sorrow.

The forest of suicides had been revealed, his son a part of it forever now."It's not over yet," whispered a feminine voice. The tramp raised his head, fearful of what he might see - and he was justified. For before him creaked the body of his wife, scuttling slowly along the floor in piles of flesh and broken bones, a barely recognisable face expressing hatred and rage. The diner he stood in again had not changed, the air was still, the light continued to shine... which only made the horror before him more potent.He was standing before the house again, this time leaves of autumn falling around his head. The sun hung low in the sky, casting an other-wordly glow over the surroundings. He knew where he was this time, or rather when - not so harrowing a day as the death of his only son, yet still one that numbed his mind to recall. He was counting down the minutes in his dimmed, whisky saturated brain, waiting for the door to fly open and his past self to come toppling out.SLAM -"Get OUT of my house you fucking parasite! GET OUT OF MY LIFE never come back, I wish you were dead, I want you dead!" screamed a familiar yet more human female voice. The woman chased the cowering, besuited man down the same path he'd watched himself stumble up but moments before. The tramp winced to see himself, to hear that shrill voice again."Yeah, you fucked my fate too, maggot," whispered the cracked corpse into his ear, "Now I'm in the river, fighting forever."The man and woman stood on the road arguing, the woman throwing stones, anything to hand at the man, he raising his arms to defend himself."There's the car now," spat the ruined woman, "Caught my rage in its headlights and now I'm FUCKED, FUCKED!'

THUD.And now he was standing before a scene so epic he almost sobered up, a scene so vast and horrifying his breathing almost stopped, a scene so unimaginable his mind was on the verge of collapse. A great, yawning pit stood before him, filled with shallow, stagnant water. Kilometres and kilometres long, this chasm was populated by millions upon millions of men and woman from all ages and epochs, from the armies of the Third Reich to the Roman Empire and before. These multitudes fought, the people of rage, from all walks of life - those caught in moments of madness, those who ended their lives drenched in blood.The form of his wife was clawing up the side, screaming, trying to get at him, cursing him for living, hating him for marking her as a sinner.She was almost at him."It's because of YOU I was killed, caught in rage because of YOU, because of YOU my son is forever dead to me..."The screams faded to nothing as the tramp lowered his hands from his face. It was night in the diner now, and he was sitting where he had been from the start, his whisky in hand. His mind, shaken by the violent tremours and trauma of the images he had re-lived and first witnessed struggled to adjust to the normality around him. Was anything he had witnessed real?"Yes."The tramp dropped the bottle - it smashed with a dull tinkle on the floor, spilling its fluids on the diner floor like his wife and son before it."Who are you?" stammered the tramp, shuddering uncontrollably."I'm Satan. Or Lucifer, or Mephistopheles, or Beelzebub, or even Ash-Shaytan. Or just the Devil. Come here."The tramp went to him without a word."Good. Just like in life, my child. Take my hand."The tramp did as he was told."Where are we going?" he finally asked, quietly, meekly."I'm taking you to the Styx. My night hawks showed you why; you know why. You knew already. The Kobyashi Maru is over now.""I'm glad.""You are?"The tramp frowned as he thought about hell."Can I pray where I'm going?"The man looked away."Yes - but try not to choke on the words."

The following is a commentary between Franco(Francis?) and an Anon:Edit

These messages were exchanged via Skype.

The total knowledge spilled forth through the mind of a being so beyond our understanding that these words can do little to convey the meaning of the act. With this knowledge a small object began to exist, and Totality knew, and moved closer to it.

[5:59:55 PM] (Anon): it needs the next part to make sense

[5:59:56 PM] (Anon): Totality had now, physical form – like the mind has its body – and Totality held itself within itself and knew that it was beautiful. A sphere, of everything, writhing as one together – Totality.

[6:00:27 PM] (Anon): fun bit of trivia here- many ancient cultures deemed the sphere, or a circle, to be eternal

[6:00:35 PM] (Anon): basically, the symbol of a god

[6:02:07 PM] (Franco): Okay so this is theologically and historically accurate in an obscure sense.

[6:02:45 PM] (Franco): So in this case God IS the Universe?

[6:02:53 PM] (Anon): pretty much

[6:03:05 PM] (Anon): since all knowledge and potential, and creation stems from god

[6:03:13 PM] (Anon): later in it, it states that god is also a pear

[6:03:19 PM] (Anon): and that he is everything

[6:03:36 PM] (Franco): Okay.

[6:03:45 PM] (Franco): Hold on I think I see a connection here.

[6:04:34 PM] (Anon): what is it?

[6:05:27 PM] (Franco): Balloons never listen for they have no ears. 

Universes never listen in that vacuum. A vacuous vicious villainous victory of 

vacillation. A simple nothing; no answer. Just red balloons, hanging forever, living 

and dying forever, slowly edging toward…

[6:05:43 PM] (Franco): Balloons are spheres that expand and contract.

[6:05:59 PM] (Franco): It's as if this section of the book (which doesn't fit in) is a corrupted explanation of the same story!

[6:06:09 PM] (Anon): or satan's interpretation

[6:06:15 PM] (Franco): For example, the more chilling section:

[6:06:20 PM] (Franco): "For the end of time would be the moment the balloons stopped rising and 

falling; the moment the game ended, but then it wouldn’t be a moment. Not a 

moment indeed, not a second, a minute, a measurable unit of time for there would be 

none. Those eyes growing older, then younger, braving that cold wind, watching, 

watching, filling with cold rage, the cold rage of the radioactive substance and it’s 

half-life, depleting but never dying, forever a half of itself then a half of itself then a 

half."

[6:06:38 PM] (Franco): Coldness is referenced also.

[6:06:59 PM] (Franco): The cold at the start of Barachiel's story, and also the coldness at the part where beings are withdrawn from Totality.

[6:07:18 PM] (Franco): I quote again:

[6:07:19 PM] (Anon): ;_; protect that book like it's the fucking torah

[6:07:23 PM] (Franco): "And The Fallen scream, they tear at the wisps of their lives with horror, 

no answers in death not for any of them."

[6:07:49 PM] (Anon): seriously

[6:07:51 PM] (Anon): protect it

[6:07:59 PM] (Anon): I have no clear idea what it will serve in here

[6:08:11 PM] (Anon): but it's pretty obvious there is a connection everywhere

[6:08:28 PM] (Franco): Also what does Nikita keep saying.

[6:08:32 PM] (Franco): "Summer is coming."

[6:08:55 PM] (Anon): what does summer signify, heat

[6:09:01 PM] (Anon): growth, plentiness

[6:09:09 PM] (Franco): Yeah.

[6:09:13 PM] (Franco): And look at this insane corruption:

[6:09:17 PM] (Franco): "That century of facial creams (save the 

balloons!) and beating gravity (save the balloons!) and and and.But one century and 

one among a million, that million among a trillion among the great bulk of universes 

containing similar systems of time and similar balloons wearing themselves away as 

the Universes did, as balloons themselves within the ocean of reality (dare we call it 

that?) or of perhaps whatever the fuck we call what this is. Meaning is nothing. 

Metaphors don’t convey anything other than a lack of lateral thinking. Absurd – so 

say we all."

[6:10:09 PM] (Anon): i'm going to scour the text

[6:10:20 PM] (Anon): this hints that there are multiple gods

[6:10:25 PM] (Anon): and they'll all die out soon enough

[6:10:33 PM] (Franco): There's even a bit where God goes insane.

[6:10:39 PM] (Franco): And argues with someone?

[6:10:41 PM] (Franco): I quote:

[6:10:54 PM] (Anon): noooooo

[6:10:57 PM] (Franco):     

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'Soddom and Gomorrah - remember them? You'd blow them off the face of the 

planet!' I shouted, my voice seeming to take on a deeper, more powerful resonance, 

'But you let me do nothing when the entire world follows their example!" 


Slight rumbles of thunder echoed in the distance.  

'Oh, I see, it's all down to them, is it?' replied the figure quietly. 'They're supposed 

to doctor themselves, stitch their own wounds while the Imperial Physician reclines 

in his throne? This is all your fault! You made things this way! And you won't even 

listen to me! You asked for this! You didn't want my help! Oh FUCK! Fuck this 

man, it's such a load of clichéd pish isn't it, it really fucking is. Some kids thinking 

they got something better than the rest of the fucking world when really there's 

nothing special at all, just pretentious romanticism.

[6:11:03 PM] (Anon): look at this

[6:11:15 PM] (Anon): And the light answered as it shot out, converging together first into clouds, and then shapes, and a million billion years passed and Totality watched every single one of the atoms follow its course, for every one of them was its child.

[6:11:48 PM] (Franco): Are these texts having a CONVERSATION right now?

[6:12:04 PM] (Franco): Because it feels like everything we comment is followed by an answer when we quote the next section...

[6:12:12 PM] (Franco): Summer is coming, and hen the light answers!

[6:12:15 PM] (Anon): this is some weird shit, man

[6:12:17 PM] (Franco): *then

[6:12:19 PM] (Anon): light answers

[6:12:28 PM] (Anon): the orb appareently shoots out light and heat

[6:12:37 PM] (Franco): And not only that but it ANSWERED.

[6:12:48 PM] (Anon):  And the light answered as it shot out,

[6:12:49 PM] (Anon): yeah

[6:12:58 PM] (Anon): ;_; this is.. what

[6:12:58 PM] (Franco): It answered this:

[6:13:01 PM] (Franco): "Metaphors don’t convey anything other than a lack of lateral thinking. Absurd – so 

say we all."

[6:13:23 PM] (Franco): Do you want to see something scary before we read the next bit?

[6:13:39 PM] (Anon): i've seen some shit already, man. go for it

[6:13:45 PM] (Franco): "All you ever do 

is make excuses - excuses for failing and fucking things up. You blame churches and 

condoms and governments and diseases. You make them pay for the shite you put 

people through. Freedom of choice, freedom to fuck who you like and shove the guilt 

trip onto someone else you FUCKERS. I've had enough of it - leave me the fuck 

alone. FUCKERS! YOU RABBITS. Fucking ANIMALS! You're no better than 

DIRT! No less carnal that a DISEASE! Be fruitful and MULTIPLY! DIVIDE 

DIVIDE DIVIDE AND SPREAD! Rape and conquer, fuck in your INCESTUOUS 

SHEETS. Fucking DIE!" 

There was a huge flash, and a shuddering, deep rumble. 

"Don't complain about other people," whispered the figure, spitting rain, "When 

you're more fucked up than any of them. I give up. To fuck with you." 

He walked off, leaving me screaming and screaming.

[6:14:12 PM] (Franco): Leaving who screaming?

[6:14:32 PM] (Anon): this is so uncanny it isn't even funny

[6:14:38 PM] (Anon): this even links with the georgian stones..

[6:14:51 PM] (Anon): humans being disease, and multiplying

[6:15:00 PM] (Franco): I just don't know what to say.

[6:15:01 PM] (Anon): this is just ridiculous

[6:15:05 PM] (Anon): this book is 2005

[6:15:07 PM] (Franco): You better save this chat.

[6:15:16 PM] (Anon): shit, I haven't even been thinking about it

okay... oh god

[6:16:28 PM] (Anon): this is ridiculous

[6:16:33 PM] (Anon): it's satan's point of view on this

[6:16:37 PM] (Franco): Really?

[6:16:41 PM] (Franco): Are you kidding?

[6:16:54 PM] (Anon): what?

[6:17:09 PM] (Franco): No I just can't believe it, that's all.

[6:17:12 PM] (Franco): But I have to believe it.

[6:17:35 PM] (Anon): this is pretty much the closest I came to importance and relevance

[6:17:51 PM] (Anon): even if this ends up being a troll, it's been the best roller coaster ever

[6:18:21 PM] (Anon): ...let's go to the next bit

[6:18:58 PM] (Franco): Okay...

[6:19:36 PM] (Anon): So it begins, and so again it shall end, said Totality, and breathed onto the sphere.

I am Totality and this is my life, it said, as the sphere exploded outward into the nothing and spread heat and light in its wake.

[6:19:55 PM] (Anon): 'and so again it shall end'

[6:19:58 PM] (Anon): what does that mean?

[6:20:14 PM] (Franco): It sounds like the balloons thing.

[6:20:21 PM] (Franco): Out and in, ending and starting.

[6:20:33 PM] (Franco): And how do you expand a balloon my friend.

[6:20:41 PM] (Franco): "said Totality, and breathed onto the sphere."

[6:21:07 PM] (Anon): i'm guessing this is implying the big bang

[6:21:13 PM] (Anon): since it expands and contracts

[6:21:17 PM] (Anon): also, balloon.. gah

[6:22:13 PM] (Franco): Mhm.

[6:22:16 PM] (Franco): Next bit.

[6:22:41 PM] (Anon): And with my life there shall be life, and without my life there shall be no more life. And the light answered as it shot out, converging together first into clouds, and then shapes, and a million billion years passed and Totality watched every single one of the atoms follow its course, for every one of them was its child.

[6:23:08 PM] (Anon): the, totality watching every single atom follow its course

Yep.

[6:23:28 PM] (Franco): Like this:

[6:24:09 PM] (Franco): Young, clear eyes watched with fascination the 

disintegration of aspiration. Time passed and the eyes became old, faded and sunken 

like the balloons that withered and pulled themselves instead toward earth, in a 

similar but more tragic aspiration to give up. Telephones rang first in houses then in 

the pockets of the young, then in the brains and minds of the ancient – a bell tolling 

perhaps – but in reality a text message of such banal quality that none who received 

it took any notice; the balloons sagging moved forward, then backward through time, 

becoming plump and round then nothing but dust, tinted red, on the superheated 

wind of a scorched planet. Galaxies succumbed to the waiting maw within their 

heart as time slowed to it’s unstoppable yet everlasting crawl toward standstill, and 

yet, a mind still existed to penetrate the mystery; still no answers, and so many 

questions. And in the century that had no moment to define it but its hundred year 

long moment in the eyes of the cosmos, the minds did nothing but stare at those 

balloons, those failing signs of youth and hope.

[6:24:43 PM] (Anon): how do you remember these?

[6:24:56 PM] (Franco): I'm just going to them. I don't actually really know how.

[6:24:57 PM] (Anon): these fit in so well it's creepy

[6:25:04 PM] (Franco): Gut.

[6:25:52 PM] (Anon): I will watch you forever, said Totality, I shall look after you. And light took form – forms both beautiful and grotesque, and Totality was pleased, for no light exists without darkness; no mirror without the reality. It saw the stars and the galaxies, the black holes and the quasars, the nebulae and the comets, and the asteroids, and the cosmic strings and everything that ever could or would exist and it loved them all, for all had purpose within Totality.

[6:27:37 PM] (Franco): And Satan just keeps responding in Urbanity.

[6:27:38 PM] (Franco): Also:

[6:27:42 PM] (Franco): Urbanity/Totality

[6:28:16 PM] (Anon): maybe urbanity is the amassment of angels all tossed together?

[6:28:27 PM] (Anon): or the change of mind of one of the angels, due to being tossed together?

[6:29:13 PM] (Franco): God only knows.

[6:29:23 PM] (Franco): Ironic statement that.

[6:29:40 PM] (Anon): did you send me something over facebook?

[6:29:43 PM] (Franco): Uh, nope.

[6:29:48 PM] (Franco): WHY?

[6:29:51 PM] (Anon): angel hit again

[6:29:59 PM] (Franco): Pastebin.

[6:30:00 PM] (Franco): How can it be him?

[6:30:05 PM] (Franco): He suggested he had to go.

This is my body that I give unto you, it spoke, and the heavens answered with their vibrations, their orbits, their spinning, cavorting movements. You will give me life, said Totality. The stars were first to answer the call. From within the furnace cores came life, stirring, wakening with eyes and faces so beautiful as to blind the eyes of mortal men. You will come to me, Totality, and they came and they lay down before it. Totality saw them then, the children of Totality, made in the image and likeness of itself, born of the stuff of itself, and it loved them, and they loved it.

[6:42:07 PM] (Anon): ?

[6:42:18 PM] (Franco): This:

[6:42:19 PM] (Franco): I will watch you forever, said Totality, I shall look after you. And light took form – forms both beautiful and grotesque, and Totality was pleased, for no light exists without darkness; no mirror without the reality.

[6:42:36 PM] (Anon): ...

[6:42:50 PM] (Anon): is the angel working on duality?

[6:42:58 PM] (Franco): Perhaps.

[6:43:04 PM] (Anon): what if it isn't a scare tactic?

[6:43:18 PM] (Franco): So that's the mirror?

[6:43:25 PM] (Franco): Or is it saying darkness is the mirror?

[6:43:31 PM] (Anon): possibly

[6:43:39 PM] (Anon): or that we need the darkness for the light

[6:43:41 PM] (Franco): Back to this:

[6:43:43 PM] (Anon): [6:42 PM] (Franco): 


<<<  for no light exists without darkness; no mirror without the reality.

[6:43:44 PM] (Franco): This is my body that I give unto you, it spoke, and the heavens answered with their vibrations, their orbits, their spinning, cavorting movements. You will give me life, said Totality. The stars were first to answer the call. From within the furnace cores came life, stirring, wakening with eyes and faces so beautiful as to blind the eyes of mortal men. You will come to me, Totality, and they came and they lay down before it. Totality saw them then, the children of Totality, made in the image and likeness of itself, born of the stuff of itself, and it loved them, and they loved it.

[6:43:57 PM] (Franco): Summer is coming!

[6:44:01 PM] (Franco): The stars.

[6:44:22 PM] (Anon): the stars stand out during summer, sure

[6:44:22 PM] (Franco): So the stars are alive?

[6:44:24 PM] (Anon): but still

[6:44:34 PM] (Anon): stars are also known as generators of light

[6:44:41 PM] (Anon): and the stars are answering the call

[6:44:51 PM] (Franco): From within the furnace cores came life, stirring, wakening with eyes and faces so beautiful as to blind the eyes of mortal men.

[6:45:02 PM] (Franco): Life within the cores, and faces that blind us.

[6:45:07 PM] (Franco): Sounds like living things to me.

[6:45:21 PM] (Anon): i'm thinking deeper layers

[6:45:44 PM] (Franco): Ah

[6:45:46 PM] (Franco): Totality became aware of itself, then, and a form, and it saw itself as Totality, and it saw them as angel. You have eyes to see and ears to hear, it said, you have wings with which to beat upon the scattered atoms of space and time, but you have no home but me. This you will know, forevermore, my angel.

[6:45:55 PM] (Franco): It saw the stars as angel.

[6:46:11 PM] (Franco): Wings to beat: cosmic winds.

[6:46:35 PM] (Franco): And again, a link to Urbanity... the whirlwind, the human singularity.

fyi, i'm not archiving the description of hell

[6:47:56 PM] (Anon): my god.. what in the world does this all mean?

[6:48:30 PM] (Franco): I don't know.

[6:48:55 PM] (Anon): this part is pretty straightforward

[6:49:04 PM] (Anon): unless you want to elaborte on urbanity

[6:49:08 PM] (Anon): I guess we can go to the next

[6:49:28 PM] (Franco): Go for it.

[6:49:49 PM] (Anon): The angels did answer him then, in one voice, Amen.

Around them was born a kingdom of light, a plane of existence in which Angel and Totality would exist together forever in harmony. Totality became aware of the All, and it knew then that words would exist, as it spoke before but with meaning of their own, and it began to think of the Word made Flesh, and the Angels watched with fascination and love as Totality pondered these things. There was no hell.

[6:50:18 PM] (Franco): No hell!

[6:50:23 PM] (Anon): there was, no hell

[6:50:42 PM] (Anon): remember, hell was a response to sin and disobedience

[6:50:43 PM] (Franco): Also, words.

[6:51:01 PM] (Anon): him speaking of words is interesting

[6:51:16 PM] (Anon): maybe he's simply talking about the concept of words

[6:51:30 PM] (Franco): "Yet, the awareness of this fact and the absolute certainty that speech 

and thought could still pass on to uncharted moments led many to suicide and frustration."

[6:51:53 PM] (Franco): (Note, the yet as a response.)

[6:52:30 PM] (Anon): I don't see much link though

[6:52:45 PM] (Anon): uncharted moments, okay

[6:53:00 PM] (Anon): but nothing really else. what about you?

[6:53:05 PM] (Franco): Next!

[6:54:01 PM] (Anon): My life, it said, you will love me. And life did, such as it was. The species that was Angel watched over the Kingdom of Totality, for Totality now sat on a golden throne above them and watched them and creation forever. There was no such thing as time for them – they saw everything – and existed in every moment.

[6:54:18 PM] (Anon): i'm guessing next

[6:54:24 PM] (Franco): Yeah.

[6:54:34 PM] (Anon): But why, asked one, why? Why do you sit on a throne, Totality? Why do you look down upon us born of the stars? And Totality looked toward him and said, you are the most beautiful of all, Lucifer, you are my most beautiful creation. But where is my choice, Lucifer spoke, I do not wish to be imprisoned.

But you are not, answered Totality, you are free. You are more free and blessed than any life within the Kingdom, for you can love me and bask in my love forevermore without fear.

[6:54:43 PM] (Anon): okay

[6:54:49 PM] (Anon): there is probably the star reference there

[6:54:56 PM] (Anon): why do you look down upon us born of the stars

[6:55:12 PM] (Franco): And was he not called the morning star?

[6:55:24 PM] (Anon): he was, but for other reasons, I think

[6:55:40 PM] (Anon): also, I think it's a name given by catholism

[6:55:45 PM] (Franco): Ok.

[6:56:16 PM] (Franco): God what a ride this is.

[6:57:10 PM] (Anon): this doesn't answer anything, but it sure opens up possibilities

[6:57:31 PM] (Franco): Mmhm.

[6:57:40 PM] (Franco): Also it makes what Barachiel said earlier interesting.

[6:57:49 PM] (Anon): the hell thing?

[6:57:53 PM] (Franco): This:

[6:57:56 PM] (Franco): "But free will means we cannot stand in the way of you, but only suggest and assuage.

Your governments and corporations are dust, and their feeble attempts at intrigue are as fleeting as the shadows fleeing the dawn light.

You see, without knowing I somehow sense what you wish to know. I can feel the thoughts at times.

I am very glad not to have free will."

[6:58:09 PM] (Franco): Note mention of shadow and will there.

[6:58:37 PM] (Anon): but satan had free will there

[6:58:43 PM] (Franco): Well he broke the rules.

[6:58:53 PM] (Franco): Barachiel isn't Lucifer.

[6:59:04 PM] (Franco): Is Barachiel sending us a story or his own thoughts?

[6:59:18 PM] (Anon): I can't tell if he's implying that he can't do anything on his own

[6:59:28 PM] (Anon): or he must do what he's told lest he goes to hell

[6:59:37 PM] (Franco): Mm.

[6:59:38 PM] (Anon): i'm guessing a story

[6:59:48 PM] (Anon): the first story seemed to be multiple perspectives, remember

[6:59:54 PM] (Franco): Yeah.

[6:59:56 PM] (Franco): Next bit?

[7:00:08 PM] (Anon): Within the universe there was life, stirring, on a thousand million trillion planets for they, too, answered the call. Single cells became fish and fish became lizards, which beget terrible monsters which died after a time and soon, the highest form was within the mind of Totality. On countless worlds Totality breathed down his essence into form and thus the species of Man was created.

[7:00:33 PM] (Franco): Is this saying all life with a mind is Man?

[7:00:36 PM] (Franco): Everywhere?

[7:00:50 PM] (Franco): Or is higher life of all types classed as man?

[7:00:58 PM] (Anon): no

[7:01:03 PM] (Anon): all the animals evolved

[7:01:13 PM] (Anon): but man was 'blown' into creation

[7:01:21 PM] (Anon): oh.. sorry

[7:01:27 PM] (Anon): thought you meant the animals were men

[7:01:29 PM] (Franco): Interesting that it takes into account evolution.

[7:01:42 PM] (Anon): it is indeed.. hmm

[7:01:50 PM] (Anon): on countless worlds

[7:01:51 PM] (Franco): This could be quite controversial.

[7:02:00 PM] (Anon): looks like aliens to me

[7:02:09 PM] (Anon): how could we even present it..

[7:02:13 PM] (Franco): So it looks like all higher life even aliens have souls.

[7:02:16 PM] (Anon): 'yo an angel fb'ed me up and told me all this shit'

[7:02:25 PM] (Franco): I know. Facebook of all places.

[7:02:26 PM] (Anon): 'after I met with my cloned friend over 4chan'

[7:02:49 PM] (Franco): The thing is though, how it happened... it's just so insane but we saw it happen!

[7:03:09 PM] (Anon): it is... everything is too perfect

[7:03:20 PM] (Anon): everything starts rolling into place immediatly after you start worrying about this stuff

[7:03:41 PM] (Franco): It's as if we are being directed.

[7:03:57 PM] (Anon): I feel bad for chris, man

[7:03:59 PM] (Franco): This is so the best thing that's ever happened to /x/ and one of the worst for me.

[7:04:02 PM] (Franco): But really

[7:04:05 PM] (Anon): why is this bad?

[7:04:09 PM] (Anon): this could give you solace

[7:04:18 PM] (Franco): I went on /x/ in 2011 and like... it's two years later and this is still happening.

[7:04:28 PM] (Franco): And it all really started eight years ago with that book.

[7:04:34 PM] (Anon): but now you're being privileged and given answers

[7:04:40 PM] (Franco): And don't forget Karin and Helin, and who knows who else.

[7:04:52 PM] (Franco): International intrigue, demons angels aliens, monsters, conspiracy

[7:04:54 PM] (Franco): Clones

[7:04:55 PM] (Franco): This is everything.

[7:05:07 PM] (Franco): And somehow crazily it all seems to want to FIT

[7:05:13 PM] (Franco): This is a huge story.

[7:05:27 PM] (Anon): a story? are you wanting to publish this?

[7:05:34 PM] (Franco): No I just mean in general

[7:05:42 PM] (Franco): A huge event, and the scope is enormous

[7:05:49 PM] (Franco): Covering years and decades and so many people

[7:05:52 PM] (Franco): And so much material

[7:05:58 PM] (Franco): It is well documented

[7:06:09 PM] (Anon): everything is eerily accurate

[7:06:16 PM] (Anon): including that demon thing..

[7:06:27 PM] (Franco): Well let's go to the next bit.

[7:06:36 PM] (Anon): you don't even remember your book.. that's one thing

[7:06:44 PM] (Anon): Man, said Totality, is truly my image and likeness made flesh, and Angels shall watch over him, for my soul which beget this creation exists within each of them, a gift I give them and they shall never cease to love me. But Man shall have a choice, cried Lucifer, as he watched the planets circling his star; Man will betray you!

[7:07:07 PM] (Franco): (And we did betray him. Look at us! Lucifer was right.)

[7:07:20 PM] (Anon): and so we are the fallen..

[7:07:24 PM] (Franco): Our planet anyway.

[7:07:28 PM] (Franco): One of the fallen planets.

[7:07:33 PM] (Anon): yeah, others apparently stayed clean

[7:07:40 PM] (Franco): And we caused the fallen angels as well, or were involved.

[7:07:52 PM] (Anon): hmm

[7:07:55 PM] (Anon): wait a sec

[7:07:59 PM] (Franco): Okay.

[7:08:03 PM] (Franco): Man my head is spinning.

[7:08:08 PM] (Anon): lucifer brought the fall of angels

[7:08:16 PM] (Anon): then we followed

[7:08:23 PM] (Franco): Okay - next bit!

[7:08:43 PM] (Anon): Without darkness there can never be light, said Totality, and Lucifer was silent for he knew then a part of Totality. And Lucifer decided to betray Totality, and Totality knew this even as he hid it, for he was always meant to betray. And on a score of those worlds the Angels of Lucifer, for some followed him, sought to bring about the Betrayal of Man. And thus Man was split in two across Totality – those who fell, and those who did not.

We are Men who fell and this is the story of our Falling.

He was MEANT to

[7:09:41 PM] (Franco): And other angels went to other worlds -

[7:09:45 PM] (Franco): So we got the boss.

[7:10:01 PM] (Anon): lucifer is headmaster?

[7:10:12 PM] (Franco): Well he was in charge of all angels I think.

[7:10:23 PM] (Anon): well.. it's pretty 'out there'

[7:10:57 PM] (Anon): maybe lucifer was supposed to exist

[7:10:59 PM] (Anon): to cause light

[7:11:12 PM] (Anon): idunno.

[7:11:15 PM] (Franco): And Lucifer decided to betray Totality, and Totality knew this even as he hid it, for he was always meant to betray.

[7:11:19 PM] (Franco): MEANT to betray

[7:11:30 PM] (Franco): It's as if he was told there can be no light without darkness and instantly knew his purpose

[7:11:40 PM] (Franco): This is quite deep stuff.

[7:11:49 PM] (Franco): It's filling in a lot of blanks, theologically

[7:11:57 PM] (Anon): ..'for he knew a part of totality

[7:12:00 PM] (Franco): Yes

[7:12:01 PM] (Anon): you're spot on

[7:12:11 PM] (Franco): It's weird isn't it.

[7:12:17 PM] (Franco): It almost EXCUSES Lucifer

[7:12:26 PM] (Franco): It says that evil isn't actually bad but necessary

[7:12:37 PM] (Franco): And God let it all happen!

[7:12:38 PM] (Anon): ...but still unwanted

[7:12:43 PM] (Anon): you can this with jesus though, and judas

[7:12:53 PM] (Franco): Well that would explain why Lucifer is so angry and bitter

[7:12:58 PM] (Franco): Like the sections in Urbanity

[7:13:02 PM] (Franco): Hating being what he is

[7:13:13 PM] (Franco): Screaming

[7:13:19 PM] (Franco): Maybe

[7:13:21 PM] (Anon): but wait

[7:13:24 PM] (Franco): hey maybe

[7:13:25 PM] (Anon): who is nikita in all of this?

[7:13:28 PM] (Franco): The seed is the seed of SATAN

[7:13:36 PM] (Anon): dude, it is

[7:13:36 PM] (Franco): Which passed to humans

[7:13:44 PM] (Anon): it's his corruption

[7:13:47 PM] (Franco): My God...

[7:13:50 PM] (Anon): it says so in the book though

[7:13:57 PM] (Franco): But in this it was a child!

[7:13:58 PM] (Anon): the text*

[7:14:08 PM] (Franco): In Urbanity?

[7:14:17 PM] (Franco): What am I forgetting? Where is it?

[7:14:34 PM] (Anon): no

[7:14:37 PM] (Anon): in the text he gave us

[7:14:43 PM] (Anon): it says the seed was made by the fallen angels

[7:14:52 PM] (Franco): Aha.

[7:14:53 PM] (Franco): Okay next bit.

[7:15:01 PM] (Anon): if it was in the text...oh god

[7:15:17 PM] (Anon): On Eden, as it was known before the Fall, two human beings watched the rising of the Sun. The man was Adam and the woman was Eve. He held her within his arms and she felt his strength and was happy. He felt her warmth and her comfort and he was happy. The trees swayed in the wind and the skeletons of the terrible lizards lay below them, unknowing.

“Eve, God is coming.”

And God, as they knew him, walked among the trees and came to them in the clearing.

“I love you,” he said.

“We love you.”

The feeling surrounded them and filled them with contentment.

(A line buried in Urbanity: "I am probably 

the most evil person who ever lived.")

[7:17:35 PM] (Anon): there's the 'god is everything'

[7:17:51 PM] (Anon): correlates with god calling satan the most fucked up thing ever

[7:17:57 PM] (Franco): Yeah.

[7:18:31 PM] (Anon): i'm guessing maybe this section is more literal than anything else

[7:18:36 PM] (Anon): just the story and that's it

[7:18:41 PM] (Franco): Indeed.

[7:18:43 PM] (Franco): Also:

[7:18:49 PM] (Franco): An interesting line I also just found:

[7:18:53 PM] (Franco): "They say evil 

isn't bad, it's just an absence of good. It is nothing."

[7:19:09 PM] (Franco): Darkness. Nothingness.

[7:19:10 PM] (Franco): Coldness.

[7:19:20 PM] (Anon): void, pretty much

[7:19:26 PM] (Franco): Indeed.

[7:19:35 PM] (Anon): these links... what the hell

[7:19:59 PM] (Franco): "Perhaps all men are like Adam, I thought to myself - drawn to the forbidden 

fruits, yearning for something that they cannot, should not have."

[7:20:10 PM] (Franco): Nikita is the fruit, man.

[7:20:22 PM] (Franco): "Perhaps all men are like Adam, I thought to myself - drawn to the forbidden 

fruits, yearning for something that they cannot, should not have. But as I 

watched her expressions, I mapped in my mind the way she felt, how deep 

down this girl, while smiling and sunny to the world, was trying to 

understand the way things are - and why.  I turned fully to her, to show I 

was paying attention to what she was saying. I always was... but I had to 

show it. She reached forward and pushed me playfully; I grabbed her hands 

for balance, we stuck. We stuck. I wanted us to stay like that but I pulled my 

hands away. That face, those eyes stared into mine, and I reflected on them."

[7:20:45 PM] (Anon): I don't think so.. there isn't enough backing it up

[7:20:58 PM] (Anon): also, remember that she was forced to take the apple

[7:21:04 PM] (Franco): Well think about it. He eats of the fruit and everything is destroyed. Maybe she's the seed then.

[7:21:09 PM] (Franco): Who knows.

[7:21:14 PM] (Franco): I'm just feeling something I guess.

[7:21:17 PM] (Anon): wait

[7:21:26 PM] (Anon): the apple is the root of it all over the physical world

[7:21:42 PM] (Anon): she is the apple

[7:21:56 PM] (Anon): the apple is the thing that allowed the seed to be spread

[7:22:04 PM] (Anon): like an apple rotting down and exposing itself

[7:23:09 PM] (Franco): Fuck man.

[7:23:12 PM] (Franco): Let me just check something:

[7:23:18 PM] (Anon): okay.

[7:23:37 PM] (Franco): "It’s not normal, this life: something is rotten."

[7:23:55 PM] (Franco): "Wondering why I made the mistakes  

Why it's all rotten - affairs in a state"

[7:24:06 PM] (Anon): it's stretched, but it fits..

[7:24:10 PM] (Franco): "I felt like I was living on borrowed time. I felt like a walking corpse, 

animated but still cold, still diseased and rotting."

[7:24:28 PM] (Anon): without god there is no life

[7:24:31 PM] (Anon): no life = rotting

[7:24:36 PM] (Franco): Oh shit.

[7:24:38 PM] (Franco): I've found it.

[7:25:02 PM] (Anon): ?

[7:25:03 PM] (Franco): "Nikita and I continued on that hill, our faces buried in the puddles of blood, 

savouring that taste of something alive that we had liberated from its rank 

and rotting prison. And then Nikita fell upon me among the bodies and we 

made love in a crazed burst of carnal lust that the blood seemed to intensify. 

We licked it from each others chins and smeared it over our bodies. We 

became one and the neds became a part of us, conquered. Assimilated. We 

felt no sickness for what we had done. I felt like my control had gone and in 

its place existed a sort of freedom, a sort of simplicity. And I knew we'd done 

what we said we'd do. We saved a life and liberated a waste of material.  We 

kissed and kissed, deeper and deeper and seemed to crawl up the hill, 

dragging with us knives we had taken from one of the corpses. The blood 

had driven me mad. Nikita had the eyes of an angel and mine were the eyes 

of a demon. We were free and ready to fly."

[7:25:14 PM] (Franco): Too many references in this quote.

[7:25:28 PM] (Franco): "savouring that taste of something alive that we had liberated from its rank 

and rotting prison."

[7:25:38 PM] (Franco): "Nikita had the eyes of an angel and mine were the eyes 

of a demon. We were free and ready to fly."

[7:25:54 PM] (Franco): "I felt like my control had gone and in 

its place existed a sort of freedom, a sort of simplicity." -- loss of will

[7:26:03 PM] (Franco): A demon losing will would be a return to freedom and grace

[7:26:45 PM] (Anon): i'm trying to find any other links..

[7:27:30 PM] (Anon): looks like you have them all... god, man

[7:27:36 PM] (Franco): Mmhm.

[7:27:53 PM] (Franco): Also:

[7:27:56 PM] (Franco): "As an Indian female name, it is derived from the Sanskrit word "niketa" which means abode/ Earth. A similar male name is Aniket, which means one who is all pervasive like God."

[7:28:13 PM] (Franco): Nikita as a name represents the Earth.

[7:28:19 PM] (Franco): All that is material.

[7:28:49 PM] (Anon): note that many cultures considered the woman to be associated with the earth

[7:29:06 PM] (Anon): all, whore of babylon -> all that is material

[7:29:15 PM] (Franco): Mhm.

[7:29:17 PM] (Anon): and nikita is the seed.

[7:29:23 PM] (Franco): Okay next bit. Let's do this. This is insane.

[7:29:34 PM] (Anon): “You must never eat of the tree of Life and Knowledge,” God said, pointing to the Nexus of Eden. The Nexus held everything of Totality, and held the world in balance. If Man were to eat of the Nexus, man would become as the Fallen Angels. Totality knew, however, that some Men would.

“It is time for you to rest,” God said, wandering into the trees, “I shall see you when the Sun rises again. Sleep well, Man and Woman.”

And they slept.

[7:30:18 PM] (Anon): i think the nexus is still present

[7:30:20 PM] (Anon): 'some men would'

[7:30:30 PM] (Anon): it implies time after adam and eve

[7:30:38 PM] (Franco): Is that a clue?

[7:30:44 PM] (Franco): Does it mean the tree still exists?

[7:30:55 PM] (Franco): O_o

[7:31:10 PM] (Anon): the nexus holds everyting of totality

[7:31:16 PM] (Anon): maybe the nexus is that orb?

[7:31:59 PM] (Franco): It's possible. We'd need others to go over it...

[7:32:07 PM] (Franco): But for now let's continue.

[7:32:12 PM] (Anon): okay

[7:32:23 PM] (Anon): Many nights and days passed in this fashion. God watched Adam and Eve spend time with animals; he watched how they reacted to one another. One night Adam saw a lioness chasing down a deer and asked why it killed. God told him that the balance of the world meant that some must eat others, but that there was plenty of fruit for them to eat.

“So I do not kill?”

“If you do not wish to.”

God looked at Adam’s confusion. He smiled.

“You may eat the flesh of the animals but you do not have to.”

“I don’t want to kill the animals.”

“Then you shall not. The animals will never attack Man. Man is to look after them and they know this. Not even a lion will attack you – never fear of the animals.”

[7:32:41 PM] (Franco): Look at this: "We lay back as one and the kiss 

continued as the sky turned from red to brown to black. And as we lay side 

by side, not talking, we just looked at the stars and she mentioned we were 

made of dead stars. And I thought about this. Out of death comes new life. 

The light from the stars comes to our eyes. What light would we pass on in 

death? I had always wanted to know."

(That bit of the story of Adam is quite plain.)

[7:33:21 PM] (Anon): life and stars.. okay

[7:33:40 PM] (Anon): it is, but the nexus thing is interesting me

[7:34:09 PM] (Anon): other than that, I don't see much link via that quote

[7:34:20 PM] (Franco): No it was just in general.

[7:34:36 PM] (Franco): Next bit.

[7:34:51 PM] (Franco): (I can't believe all this came to us tonight.)

[7:35:00 PM] (Anon): i'm just wondering what tomorrow holds in store..

[7:35:01 PM] (Anon): At this time Lucifer joined them in the glade and God smiled. The Angels and Man knew of one another. At this time Lucifer had not openly betrayed God – he perceived that God did not know his thoughts. God did. God loved him as he loved every aspect of his Totality.

“Hello Lucifer,” said Eve, smiling as she approached God and Adam from the other side.

“Hello, Eve and Adam.”

He bowed down before God. God left them then, and Lucifer carried Adam and Eve in turns on his back to fly over continents, for they enjoyed it. Within his mind he turned over his plans, mulling over them from every angle, yet enjoying the pleasure of Man. He hated Man and yet there was something of Man that filled his heart with gladness. Their wonder, their curiousity, their need to know and learn, to be better than what they were.

[7:35:14 PM] (Anon): wait a second

[7:35:26 PM] (Anon): no, nevermind

[7:35:33 PM] (Anon): I was gonna talk about how there were already fallen angels

[7:35:54 PM] (Anon): but, satan didn't openly betray him

[7:35:55 PM] (Franco): It's weird seeing Satan getting along with everyone.

[7:36:17 PM] (Anon): at this point, he seems so innocent.. got a book link?

[7:36:29 PM] (Franco): A book link? To Urbanity?

[7:36:37 PM] (Anon): yeah

[7:36:50 PM] (Anon): i don't think jer was ever getting along with everyone though

[7:37:08 PM] (Franco): I have a couple:

[7:37:11 PM] (Franco): "When you realise just how fucking tentative the puppet 

strings are, you want to cut yourself down and end the misery. Could I call 

myself evil? Could I? Was Hitler evil or insane? I wonder if evil and insanity 

are the same thing. An absence of sanity - an absence of good?"

[7:37:23 PM] (Franco): And let me just check...

[7:37:51 PM] (Franco): "Maybe that’s true. Maybe all of our lives are decided by what happens to us. 

How much of us are us, if that makes sense? Are we reborn every moment?"

[7:38:07 PM] (Anon): lucifer noting he's got to be evil..

[7:38:20 PM] (Franco): Justifying it.

[7:38:23 PM] (Franco): Hold on.

[7:38:58 PM] (Franco): "I never thought I’d feel this way. Maybe Nikita has opened new doors in my 

mind. Feelings I didn’t know I could have. Maybe control isn’t always evil."

[7:39:22 PM] (Anon): did you ever think lucifer wasn't actually evil

[7:39:28 PM] (Anon): but wanted to take care of us his way?

[7:39:43 PM] (Anon): that's what that last quote seems to me like

[7:39:57 PM] (Anon): althought, the werewolves and undead and shit kind of debunks that..

[7:40:01 PM] (Franco): In a sense yeah.

[7:40:13 PM] (Franco): I think corruption is twisting things.

[7:40:18 PM] (Franco): Let me just scour this, hold on.

[7:40:36 PM] (Franco): "If Satan himself 

landed in front of me, damning me to an eternity in the bowels of hell, the first thing 

I'd do is sit down, light a cigarette and try to take it all in."

[7:41:10 PM] (Franco): "Every 

time I nod at him in the common-room, I'll be secretly gloating. Making him 

live every day knowing the person he hated saved his life... much better than 

killing him."

[7:41:43 PM] (Anon): it links to the second text..

[7:41:53 PM] (Anon): the drunkard kind of just accepted his fate

[7:41:54 PM] (Franco): "I hate the 

world. I hate this place. I hate everything about it except me."

[7:42:01 PM] (Anon): satan

[7:42:20 PM] (Franco): Wow look at this:

[7:42:24 PM] (Franco): "I hate my friends. I hate the fact time passes and things change. I 

really hate digging up the past, or trying to make things the way they were 

because I never can. Nobody can."

[7:43:03 PM] (Franco): "    

81 

I hate the sunlight waking me up. I hate the darkness for closing 

around me without asking my fucking permission. I hate that I can’t express 


what I want to express without causing myself pain. Pain is the best way to 

find inspiration, don’t you think?"

[7:43:21 PM] (Anon): hmm

[7:43:30 PM] (Anon): that last bit doesn't quite add up

[7:43:43 PM] (Anon): the second one before though

[7:43:47 PM] (Franco): "Do you know how it feels to hate 

When the thing that you want is inside you 

Eating you heart and soul 

Do you know what it feels like to hurt 

What it feels like to want to die"

[7:44:03 PM] (Anon): god is in everything, apparently..

[7:44:13 PM] (Franco): Indeed.

[7:44:16 PM] (Franco): Next bit...

[7:44:32 PM] (Anon): want to take a break? no idea what time it is in britain

[7:44:41 PM] (Anon): but you sound like you've been up for a hella long time

[7:44:53 PM] (Franco): "my mind explodes, 

infinitely accelerating up, and up, everything that I am meeting you and holding 

you, dancing with you on the edge of heaven."

[7:45:08 PM] (Franco): (Sex, seems to be the only way he can dance near heaven.)

[7:45:22 PM] (Franco): Nah I'm good.

[7:45:27 PM] (Franco): I wanna keep going!

[7:45:33 PM] (Franco): Until we finish the text anyway.

“Lucifer?”

The shadow writhed and bones spat themselves from the soil and merged with it. The shadow wings retreated and Lucifer melted into nothing to return as a legless lizard, then as a man, then as a grotesque mixture of both.

“Eve…” he said, reaching for her, and then his face was filled with hatred, “It is you, Men, you did this to us, you were given the choice when we never were, we never…”

“Lucifer I don’t understand.”

[9:28:59 AM] (Anon): legless lizard

[9:29:01 AM] (Anon): snake right there

[9:29:11 AM] (Anon): also, interestingly enough all accounts of being 'having been in hell'

[9:29:24 AM] (Anon): they all say demons are more or less reptilian, or animals with symbols of power

[9:29:28 AM] (Anon): such as a bull

[9:29:42 AM] (Franco): Interesting. Also note he seems to be a mix of man and lizard.

[9:30:07 AM] (Anon): that line interests me though

[9:30:12 AM] (Anon): [9:28 AM] (Franco): 


<<< “Eve…” he said, reaching for her, and then his face was filled with hatred, “It is you, Men, you did this to us, you were given the choice when we never were, we never…”

[9:30:28 AM] (Franco): My fiancee just told me that she found a rabbit with no head or front legs on her doorstep in America.

[9:30:39 AM] (Anon): ...

[9:30:44 AM] (Franco): Weird.

[9:30:51 AM] (Anon): does it look like it was an animal?

[9:31:00 AM] (Franco): She said it didn't seem normal.

[9:31:04 AM] (Anon): shit

[9:31:09 AM] (Anon): ask her if the 'cuts' look surgical

[9:31:19 AM] (Franco): I will.

[9:31:23 AM] (Franco): Also, Urbanity:

[9:31:24 AM] (Franco): "YOU RABBITS. Fucking ANIMALS! You're no better than 

DIRT! No less carnal that a DISEASE!"

[9:31:39 AM] (Franco): Only mention of that word in the book.

[9:32:01 AM] (Anon): meh

[9:32:09 AM] (Anon): I don't think it's that relevant

[9:32:13 AM] (Anon): what do you think?

[9:32:21 AM] (Franco): Maybe not.

[9:32:28 AM] (Franco): But these days I'm looking for connections everywhere.

[9:32:32 AM] (Franco): Next bit?

[9:33:15 AM] (Anon): Lucifer growled and reached out his malformed hand. She tried to dart backwards but he wrapped his fingers around her throat.

“You will fall like me,” he rasped, “You will eat of the Tree of Life.”

“No,” Eve choked.

“If you do not do this I shall kill the child we bore.”

[9:34:07 AM] (Franco): So there's the bit where we see that she wasn't actually tempted bit did it to save a life.

[9:34:13 AM] (Anon): i wish we had more on that child though

[9:34:18 AM] (Franco): I see also that Chris saw connections with the other story?

[9:34:25 AM] (Anon): apparently

[9:34:35 AM] (Anon): no specific points though

[9:34:45 AM] (Anon): just the fact that both are alcoholics, and went through somewhat of a messed up story

[9:35:51 AM] (Franco): Mmhm.

[9:36:17 AM] (Anon): other than that, there's not much to this bit

[9:36:30 AM] (Franco): Agreed.

[9:36:45 AM] (Anon): And thus Eve made her choice.

“You must make Adam eat of it, too.”

And so she did, and Men fell on Eden, which became Earth and Lucifer slipped into the shadows beneath it.

Her child grew and became one within many she bore; Adam did not notice as the numbers grew and grew, and there was so much to occupy his mind that he would never notice. He killed and ate of the flesh of animals and man spread out across the world.

[9:37:15 AM] (Anon): lucifer slipped in the shadows beneath it

[9:37:22 AM] (Anon): You know that old story, the voices of hell?

[9:37:39 AM] (Franco): The hole in the ground/

[9:37:41 AM] (Franco): ?

[9:37:43 AM] (Anon): yeah

[9:38:01 AM] (Anon): call me crazy (ironic) but what if the thing about lucifer going beneath earth was literal?

[9:38:54 AM] (Franco): It's possible -

[9:38:59 AM] (Franco): And it seems very literal to me here.

[9:39:18 AM] (Franco): Also, it's interesting how this story and what Barachiel said seems to link to so many mysteries out there.

[9:40:03 AM] (Franco): The georgia stones, the illumanati, that hole story, and also we will be getting to other forms of paranormal activity. I mean it even touches on Egyptian lore through Nikita's name - Adonai - and also Adonis, of desire and of women.

[9:40:16 AM] (Franco): Isn't it incredible that the name Nikita links to those things?

[9:40:35 AM] (Anon): I always thought that religion was somewhat linked.. but this

[9:40:46 AM] (Anon): I wonder what Barachiel has to say about Christ

[9:41:00 AM] (Franco): Mhm.

[9:41:23 AM] (Franco): Let's look briefly at some of Nikita's poetry.

[9:41:28 AM] (Franco): Look at this:

[9:41:31 AM] (Franco): “If the world was only a dream, 

And no afterlife beckoned us to wake, 

What would you do? 

If I told you it was a dream, 

Proved it, showed you it was true, 

Would you start to live? 

Do things you wouldn't consider, 

Take chances as they came; 

Maybe even enjoy the dream? 

And when you lay down to sleep, 

Would you see the dream as truth? 

And not a dream at all, but a world within a world, 

Created by you for you, 

Infinite in time, size and possibility, 

Never ending but already ended, 

Never starting but already begun, 

A version of life within life.”

[9:42:10 AM] (Anon): maybe it is all a dream or so, but it doesn't sound like it

[9:42:18 AM] (Franco): Mhm.

[9:42:46 AM] (Franco): "Let no one who loves be unhappy. Even love unreturned has its rainbow"

[9:43:00 AM] (Anon): this sounds like something from the song of songs in the bible

[9:43:16 AM] (Franco): Mhm.

[9:43:36 AM] (Franco): And, some quotes from her which connect to being disconnected from God:

[9:43:38 AM] (Franco): ‘I’ve been writing these poems and thoughts down for a long time. It must be 

fate or coincidence that helped you find the later ones, because it certainly 

wasn’t planned… I just never found any use for them, or any relief from 

writing,’ she sighed, ‘And I still just feel the same, frozen…’ 

‘…like a dead tree in winter, waiting for that gust of warmth,’ I finished. 

‘Yes. Yes that’s how I feel.’

[9:44:31 AM] (Anon): waiting for that gust of warmth

[9:44:46 AM] (Franco): ‘Sometimes.’ She stood and walked over to a dew covered tree. The branches 

were bare, the dew glistened in the cold light of day. She reached out and 

touched the branch, sending some droplets toward the ground. ‘I have weird 

dreams. I dream about going blind. I walk up to the mirror and I can’t see 

anything but white eyes staring back. Well, not white. I don’t mean the iris 

and pupils are gone – just covered – covered with this weird yellow pus. 

Like a film of something horrible over my eyes. Then I can’t see anything 

anymore.'

[9:44:48 AM] (Anon): according to lore satan was always jealous of God, maybe he wants to be reunited on his own terms?

[9:45:06 AM] (Franco): See above, notes of mirror, and blindness.

[9:45:20 AM] (Anon): is there anything close to blindness in the text?

[9:45:27 AM] (Franco): Oh God.

[9:45:29 AM] (Franco): Yeah.

[9:45:31 AM] (Franco): Hold on.

[9:45:50 AM] (Franco): "Then Kenneth came back, 

sniggering, and kicked some ash in my face, blinding me in one eye..."

[9:46:09 AM] (Franco): "The light is blinding and I'm walking along, not really watching the 

ground, or where I'm going, or really knowing what's happening at all. I see people 

around me. I see burning buildings. I hear voices."

[9:46:23 AM] (Anon): the light is blinding

[9:46:29 AM] (Anon): that's straightforward.

[9:46:44 AM] (Franco): I guess.

[9:47:35 AM] (Franco): There's so much mention of eyes in it.

[9:47:50 AM] (Anon): note that cherubs, one of the types of angels satan is

[9:47:57 AM] (Anon): are apparently supposed to be covered with eyes

[9:48:17 AM] (Franco): There's 93 instances of the word eye in Urbanity, which is large compared to other words.

[9:48:49 AM] (Franco): "I still have a scarred and damaged eye, but what’s the use of 

two good eyes if one cannot use them properly? Kenneth never did what I 

did, and he had two good eyes."

[9:49:46 AM] (Anon): this makes me wonder

[9:50:01 AM] (Anon): remember how I said satan wanted to help humanity too, according to some?

[9:50:05 AM] (Franco): "I get what I need to keep my eyes from dulling, 

My mind from softening and my veins from burning. 

You make me burn, I need a distraction."

[9:50:16 AM] (Franco): Yeah.

[9:50:30 AM] (Anon): if we apply that to him, it sounds like he htinks he knows better than god

[9:50:50 AM] (Anon): is there any link of Jer vs. Kenneth and satan vs. god?

[9:51:00 AM] (Franco): It's possible.

[9:51:04 AM] (Franco): Okay here's a brief rundown.

[9:52:50 AM] (Franco): Kenneth was powerful and popular and Jer was weak and small in comparison. While playing 'a game' Kenneth kicks ashes into Jer's face blinding him in one eye and causing him to 'fall' - to seek revenge on Kenneth. This revenge drives him for years. He discoveres that saving Kenneth would be more satisfying than killing him, since if he saves him, then Kenneth owes him and needs him. He carries this plan out and Kenneth does need him in the end. But the revenge and darkness in his soul continues and he goes slowly insane with it, because he is what his life made him.

[9:54:08 AM] (Franco): "They key to defeating an enemy is to 

understand that enemy, as I had so aptly demonstrated against Kenneth."

[9:54:27 AM] (Franco): "The only reason 

I’d felt for life was to get revenge against Kenneth. That was finished now 

and a void remained."

[9:55:28 AM] (Anon): Jer is the devil. okay

[9:55:31 AM] (Franco): "Take Kenneth as an example. 

His harmful actions to me set in motion my master plan, which in the end 

turned me into a hero. I was more satisfied in the end than he ever was at the 

start. Certainly, I still have a scarred and damaged eye, but what’s the use of 

two good eyes if one cannot use them properly? Kenneth never did what I 

did, and he had two good eyes."

[9:56:19 AM] (Franco): "I didn’t kill Kenneth, did I? 

Nope, merely exacted my revenge on him in the kindest way possible. I 

made him need me, and owe me. He still does. He doesn’t talk to me any 

more than he did before, granted, but at least we’re on even ground now. 

Makes me feel at least a little bit safer. I also don’t truly believe in all of the 

filthy and bitter thoughts that litter my mind from time to time. Everyone 

has these thoughts. Not everyone acts on them, of course – perverts, 

paedophiles and rapists do, to a certain extent; that’s what makes them such 

revolting people. I, however, am calculating in my ways, but do not lose 

control. I am always in control."

[9:56:48 AM] (Franco): Of course, Satan never sins, he just causes sin.

[9:57:10 AM] (Anon): But why would god need satan? is this the light-needs-darkness thing?

[9:57:49 AM] (Franco): Possibly.

[9:57:50 AM] (Franco): Also:

[9:58:01 AM] (Franco): What are the chances of NOT ONE SINGLE instance of the word sin in Urbanity?

[9:58:04 AM] (Franco): Not one.

[9:58:35 AM] (Anon): remember what the angel told Helin

[9:58:39 AM] (Anon): demons can only onfluence

[9:58:42 AM] (Anon): influence*

[9:58:52 AM] (Anon): so, he can't directly attack us or sin

[9:58:54 AM] (Franco): "But I feel a cold dread now and a horror 

as I see a shadow move beside me."

[9:59:10 AM] (Franco): "'I'm nothing but a shadow on the wall,  

no, darker than that 

Darker indeed, a pall over the fire of your life,"

[9:59:28 AM] (Franco): "My curiosity is further aroused by moving shadows in the 

windows."

[9:59:54 AM] (Franco): "There are boxes now, behind us where there was nothing before. We sit. The shadow 

lifts a bottle to its lips and takes a drink."

[10:00:06 AM] (Anon): is urbanity multiple points of views?

[10:00:21 AM] (Anon): it sounds like satan isn't conscious of the other shadows

[10:00:25 AM] (Franco): It seems like it. It's hard to make sense of.

[10:00:31 AM] (Franco): It's so damn cryptic.

[10:00:40 AM] (Franco): It's like you wouldn't notice unless you really look.

[10:00:45 AM] (Franco): The surface stuff is meaningless.

[10:00:56 AM] (Franco): Oh God.

[10:01:01 AM] (Franco): I said that and then found this:

[10:01:05 AM] (Franco): ""Would you stop being so fucking cryptic," I find myself shouting, standing up and 

walking forward, then back again, "If what you think means so much, then say it."

[10:01:16 AM] (Franco): Man it's like this thing is speaking back to me.

[10:01:17 AM] (Anon): what follows O.o

[10:01:27 AM] (Anon): what follows this6

[10:01:31 AM] (Anon): this?

[10:01:43 AM] (Franco): There is silence for a moment. Or rather, the figure is silent - the air is still peppered 

by the moans and cries for help from the buildings. 

"Aren't you going to say anything?" 

The figure picks up the newspaper from the ground. 

"This was you, wasn't it? Yeah, you did that didn't you - what a hero, eh?"  

A smile, a chuckle, a flick of the lighter and another cloud of smoke. I fumble for my 

own cigarettes and find none. The figure holds out a packet. It's black with one white 

word on the front: 'Cancer'. 

"That's a bit sick isn't it?" I say. 

"Might as well know what you're getting into." 

"Not everyone who smokes gets cancer." 

"There's always the chance isn't there? Might as well accept the fact you're 

gambling with your life, kid. I do. Just don't gamble with other people." 

"He wouldn't have died." 

"How the fuck do you know, kid? How do you know? Ah of course, you're infallible 

aren't you? You'll never make a mistake. Whatever you decide is final, and perfect." 

"Yeah, I agree." 

"Right." 

Silence again.  

After a while of staring at the hunched figure I start to walk off again. I still don't 

know where I'm going. 

A voice shouting behind me, a scared voice: 

"So this is it, then?"

[10:01:51 AM] (Franco): A quiet voice, my own, replies: 

"Yes."

[10:02:13 AM] (Anon): just don't gamle with other people..

[10:02:21 AM] (Anon): [10:01 AM] (Franco): 


<<< Might as well accept the fact you're 

gambling with your life, kid. I do. Just don't gamble with other people."

[10:02:43 AM] (Franco): I wonder who's speaking here.

[10:03:16 AM] (Anon): sounds like totality to me

[10:03:26 AM] (Franco): I still think this is hugely relevant:

[10:03:28 AM] (Franco): "Feeling my way through the long jagged grass  

Moonlight revealing the shadows that pass  

Shadows that darken - shadows that last  

Shadows that slice us - shadows like glass  

Wondering why I made the mistakes  

Why it's all rotten - affairs in a state  

Shadows they track me, make me feel fake  

Shadows that block every route that I take  

Trees they grow round me like new found sorrow  

Shadows will block out the dawn of tomorrow  

Shadows they track me, shadows they follow  

Force me to chew, to choke, to swallow  

These shadows stay with me, ghosts in my mind  

Reminding me always of things I can't find  

Shadows that hate me, shadows unkind  

This sickness, this horror, these shadows are mine"

[10:03:54 AM] (Anon): [10:03 AM] (Franco): 


<<< Force me to chew, to choke, to swallow  

[10:03:56 AM] (Anon): eve's point of view?

[10:04:20 AM] (Anon): satan was a a shadow, hates eve, and all the other things the shadows do to her

[10:04:42 AM] (Franco): Sounds like Eve never died then.

[10:05:40 AM] (Anon): what do you mean? she's still alive?

[10:05:56 AM] (Franco): Never mind, just a vague thought.

[10:05:58 AM] (Franco): How about this:

[10:06:02 AM] (Franco): 'Everyone thought I was dead, but I wasn't. My girl had been digging up old records 

for years, poring over manuscripts and newspapers, trying to figure out what the 

story was. There isn't really much to tell - I persisted. I found a way to cheat, to turn 

the rules around. I turned death into a murderous chance to live.'

[10:06:18 AM] (Franco): 'It all started when she was a young girl,' continues the man, 'Her mother had a 

book that sat on the highest shelf, out of reach. She could never get to it, never touch 

its blood red cover, never brush the dust off and open its creaking body to flick 

through its yellow pages. She had bided her time. The book was the focus of her life as 

a child, the one item she couldn't acquire. One day my girl was alone with her father. 

He didn't care what she did, as long as it didn't interrupt his smoking and drinking. 

I caused the book to fall. She took it to her room. She jumped onto her bed, and, cross 

legged, read about the most famous murderers of all time. I suppose you could say 

she was obsessed. In reality, though, I think it was fate. Who wants to learn alone? 

Everyone has a mentor. Her mentor was a book - I gave her a gentle nudge toward 

me.'

[10:06:32 AM] (Franco): (Note, nudging and suggestion - demonic.)

[10:07:01 AM] (Anon): I remember, at the end of the story, the demon ends up killing her

[10:07:02 AM] (Franco): "I whispered sweet darkness into her smooth little ear."

[10:07:17 AM] (Franco): 'I am old and tired. I have to continue finding young things to keep me occupied. I 

would become a wisp of nothing if I stopped for more than a day.'

[10:07:37 AM] (Franco): 'A life nourished, nourishment taken from life. Create a murderer, murder it. I've 

turned death into a murderous chance to live. I plan to live forever. Do you?'

[10:08:05 AM] (Anon): satan's legacy?

[10:08:07 AM] (Anon): the seed?

[10:08:08 AM] (Franco): All very strange, like if we rearranged this whole book, it would be some kind of long statement from someone evil.

[10:08:16 AM] (Franco): Do you see what I mean?

[10:09:05 AM] (Franco): Anyway next bit.

[10:09:09 AM] (Franco): Totality saw Man, and Angel, Fallen and those that did not alike. He saw other Creatures – animals, and other forms of Life – Caya-thromassa, The Ird, World Minds of Thrass – so many, some Fallen and some in harmony with their worlds. He saw the Seed, too, created by the Fallen Angels and he considered this Creature. This Creature had no name. Creation was wild with activity and Totality watched as the great fleets of the Last Empire fell silent, forever falling through space. It watched as the Diamond Cities on Tilendra were no more, wiped out by Novae, and smiled as they joined him in Totality forever. It watched Life exist and join Totality, and it watched Earth too.

The Seed, it said, is Totality.

[10:09:30 AM] (Anon): none of those alien names pop up anywhere.. what do you think it is?

[10:09:46 AM] (Franco): I don't know. Could be things we actually don't know about yet.

[10:10:01 AM] (Anon): diamond cities on tilendra..

[10:10:46 AM] (Anon): i don't understand this last part, grammatically

[10:10:50 AM] (Anon): [10:09 AM] (Franco): 


<<<  It watched as the Diamond Cities on Tilendra were no more, wiped out by Novae, and smiled as they joined him in Totality forever. It watched Life exist and join Totality, and it watched Earth too.

The Seed, it said, is Totality.

[10:11:05 AM] (Franco): The Seed is God?

[10:11:35 AM] (Anon): but who said the seed is god?

[10:11:37 AM] (Franco): Also Tilendra is an obscure name that doesn't even have a meaning...

[10:11:45 AM] (Franco): It said the Seed is Totality.

[10:12:02 AM] (Anon): what is 'it', though? who said the seed is totality?

[10:12:12 AM] (Anon): why would the seed even be totality? the seed was made by the demons

[10:12:20 AM] (Franco): But everything is Totality.

[10:12:28 AM] (Franco): Something above Totality is seeing it all.

[10:12:31 AM] (Franco): Weird.

[10:12:46 AM] (Anon): is that maybe that presence at the start?

[10:12:48 AM] (Franco): Also Thrass has no definition either.

[10:13:00 AM] (Franco): (what are the chances of these words having NO definition.)

[10:13:17 AM] (Anon): they're straightforward... and they sounds slightly jewish, at least

[10:13:26 AM] (Franco): Same with Ird.

[10:13:33 AM] (Anon): but then again, we don't know what the spoken language was back then

[10:13:40 AM] (Franco): Caya - Thromassa


Ipproof
Proof that the IP addresses of Francis and Barachiel were not the same.
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The third textEdit

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Proof that Barachiel was in the Franco FB account at the same time as Francis was on IRC.
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The third text was written to anons in a mibbit IRC chat on the 26/02/2013. Francis was present for this chat. Anons confirmed that Francis and Barachiel were operating from different IP addresses and typing at the same time. Screenshots are provided for analysis. One screenshot even contains a message from Barachiel to an anon in the IRC, to his FB, from Franco's account, while it was all taking place. The text is as follows:


  1. I told you to leave Helin alone.
  2. My message was given to you in order that you might understand the complexities of meddling in things you can't understand.
  3. Barachiels proof to T
    Barachiel's message to Tristan in the FB chat, posted in the IRC.
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  4. Suddenly he goes numb. He can feel nothing; his body feels twice its size. His arm is lifting slowly, painfully,toward his face. He can see the smoke curling from the tip of the cigarette in slow motion, the ash falling like snow – he can see every single speck of it.
  5. He tries to look back at his friend. His eyes are like bowling balls in his skull, rolling slowly, dead weight. His vision falls on his friend, who is 
    Barachiel story in IRC
    Barachiel posting the story in IRC, in general.
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    dissolving. His eyes sink, his skin greys. As this happens the sky turns grey and the crowds on the beachare now corpses twitching on the blood soaked sand.
  6. Martin tries to scream but he feels punctured, no air in his lungs. The grey colour drowns out all else and he realises it’s the inside of his eyes he is seeing, so he opens them, licks his dry lips for all the good it does, and looks around.
  7. A dark room, filled with men. Muttering, some quiet cries in the gloom. He lights a match and sits up. He throws his legs over the side of his bunk and puts his head into his hands. Same dream, again.
  8. Blank eyes stared at the convulsing blackness above. From their refuge, they felt the water bubble around their toes; the rubbing of material against their breaking skin. What wasn’t numb was in pain, what wasn’t in pain was rotten.
  9. “Look at him now,” a voice said darkly, gazing over the edge to the raped land beyond. Another head popped up, to see.
  10. “Why are you watching?”
  11. “He’s going to pop any day now, that’s for sure. Trapped gases, you know. After a time they need to get out, that’s why they bloat so.” His expression one of fatigue rather than disgust, the other man sank back into the trench.
  12. The first turned and sat beside him.
  13. “You need to look at these things.”
  14. “Why?”
  15. “You need to accept the world as it is. No sense hiding from it. Never, not here of all places, for God’s sake.”
  16. I saw his eyes moving in his head, almost under my control. I squeezed, harder, until his mouth began to open, and his eyes darted wildly around. A bubble of blood grew from his open mouth and popped. I squeezed harder, biting my bottom lip, every muscle in my body convulsing as I tried to contain the ecstasy. I pulled.
  17. At times, when I sit and wait for the command to push on, I think of Peter. You wish pleasure would last forever but it doesn’t, it can’t. I took Peter to places he couldn’t comprehend, and he in turn gave me sensation I had not known before.
  18. Slit an eye with a razor and watch the watery interior wind down the face, the lips moving, drinking in the fluid, open, shut, like a fish swimming through green tinged water. Feel the muscles of the stomach tense as you slide yourself inside him, feel the tightness of his virginity, know that you are tearing him to pieces inside with your cock.
  19. I battered him against that tree, felt his sphincter burst, felt the warmth of his shit flow down my legs. Not a scream, not a whimper. A flopping mass of half alive beauty held in my arms in the forest.
  20. Pulsing. Like a tumour expanding, like an embryo growing in the womb. Vibrating too, as one might when riding in a train – vibrating naturally, with the urge to slaughter, and pushed further into convulsions by the technological horrors of man. The shells shake the matter in the skull, which continues to vibrate long after the metal stops falling.
  21. Affected forever, by an instant of destruction. One might prefer to die than suffer this shock for the rest of their lives, this growing, malignant, inhuman addition to the condition of life.
  22. They are not him, though; his mind drinks in the punishment as a child at the breast of its mother, growing from it, nurtured by the flowing milk of chaos. With every shell he grows, with every blast he threatens to erupt from his gestation. Every rupture in the fields symbolises the pangs of his second, best birth.
  23. His mother is the bloodied soil, his milk, the seeping fluid of the dead.
  24. I cannot calm the pulsing. The blood squeezes its way through the veins into my skull, feeding the organ but never quite satisfying the hunger. I approach, eventually.
  25. The heat in the tunnel is unbearable and the sensation of the walls pressing in makes him feel as though his head is being compressed into a point of light, an event horizon where everything begins and ends simultaneously.
  26. He attacks the wall of soil before him frantically, instinctively, knowing it is The Enemy, and if he defeats The Enemy, he can escape this purgatory.
  27. I see blood pouring from their mouths, I see hands pushing up from the shallow graves, I see the clouds as faces roaring down at me, staring with vortex eyes, the sounds of the guns are drums, beat by the army of the dead, relentlessly, like the heart that channels the power I feel in me. The vibration has been replaced by something else, a perception.
  28. His eyes are glowing, his body twisting with tension and power. He is not human, he is a monster, a demon, cutting through them relentlessly.
  29. Fear fills them. What is this? They begin to run, falling back, whimpering with fear as he advances, alone, on their position.
  30. Blood pours from his mouth and nose, his eyes are red, bloodshot, his hair flies around his head like a mane of fire, surrounding him in dark, carnal majesty. He screams, a deep roar, that vibrates through the bones of those who watch him approach, head down, eyes boring into them, through them, telling them that, yes, this is your fate, I am your fate.
  31. This is how you die. This is what evil really is.
  32. Bodies, everywhere. Piles of them. Spurting fluid and twitching he walks through them, blood caked teeth bared as his cloud of darkness descends.

Barachiel then returned, saying the following:Edit

  1. 16:30   Barachiel       Tristan, what's in a name?
  2. 16:30   Saprophyte      Meaning, significance
  3. 16:30   Barachiel       And noise.
  4. 16:31   Barachiel       Not like my pure Karin. And the light of Helin.
  5. 16:31   Barachiel       Look for deeper meaning.
  6. 16:31   Barachiel       Francis.
  7. 16:31   franco          ?
  8. 16:31   Barachiel       Take your second chance.
  9. 16:31   Barachiel       Take your second chance.
  10. 16:32   Barachiel       When shadows merge, evil explodes.
  11. 16:33   Barachiel       And they remain, Tristan.
  12. 16:33   Barachiel       Under your feet in Germany.
  13. 16:34   Barachiel       The truth is often rotten.

Unedited text follows:

  1. Barachiel       Tristan, what's in a name?
  2. 16:30   squirrely       He posted the screen shot.
  3. 16:30   squirrely       4spooky8me
  4. 16:30   Saprophyte      Meaning, significance
  5. 16:30   Barachiel       And noise.
  6. 16:30   Jimorrison      is it the same hostname than before"?
  7. 16:30   squirrely       i dunno how to check that shit
  8. 16:31   Jimorrison      hahah
  9. 16:31   Barachiel       Not like my pure Karin. And the light of Helin.
  10. 16:31   Barachiel       Look for deeper meaning.
  11. 16:31   wunderling      Karin was pure?
  12. 16:31   Saprophyte      So what I am to you, Barachiel?
  13. 16:31   squirrely       Karin was batshit
  14. 16:31   Barachiel       Francis.
  15. 16:31   Jimorrison      what about helin
  16. 16:31   franco  ?
  17. 16:31   Jimorrison      how does he relate to this
  18. 16:31   franco  O.o
  19. 16:31   Barachiel       Take your second chance.
  20. 16:31   squirrely       Oh yeah that he
  21. Jimorrison      what about helin
  22. 16:31   franco  ?
  23. 16:31   Jimorrison      how does he relate to this
  24. 16:31   franco  O.o
  25. 16:31   Barachiel       Take your second chance.
  26. 16:31   squirrely       Oh yeah that helin girl
  27. 16:32   squirrely       I'm guessing it's threearmsally
  28. 16:32   Jimorrison      whats the significance of helin barachiel?
  29. 16:32           *** PineappleGhost joined #francofrancis
  30. 16:32   squirrely       Dude, you guys all joined at the same time.
  31. 16:32   squirrely       come on now
  32. 16:32   Barachiel       When shadows merge, evil explodes.
  33. 16:32   franco  I told them in the Skype.
  34. 16:32   squirrely       .....
  35. 16:32   PineappleGhost  I'm not in skype.
  36. 16:32   Jimorrison      cut the bullshit barachiel
  37. 16:32   franco  Tristan and Helin.
  38. 16:32   wunderling      Barachiel is in skype apparently
  39. 16:33   squirrely       I know, I didn't mean now.
  40. 16:33   Barachiel       And they remain, Tristan.
  41. 16:33   Barachiel       Under your feet in Germany.
  42. squirrely       invite me to skype then
  43. 16:33   Jimorrison      what skype
  44. 16:33   Jimorrison      whos in skype
  45. 16:33   franco  Tristan was the first anon I spoke to.
  46. 16:33   franco  I gave him my Skype.
  47. 16:33   Sunasa  Be a filter. Treat him like a troll and a reliable source.
  48. 16:33   franco  And a guy Chris.
  49. 16:33   squirrely       "haveyouseenthisboy"
  50. 16:33   squirrely       invite me nigga
  51. 16:33   franco  Barachiel? Why the horrible text?
  52. 16:33   threearmsally   Don;t ignore me
  53. 16:33   Jimorrison      barachiel
  54. 16:33   Jimorrison      are you in london?
  55. 16:34   Jimorrison      whos thearmsally?
  56. 16:34   Jimorrison      barachiel are you in london?
  57. 16:34   Barachiel       The truth is often rotten.
  58. 16:34   PineappleGhost  So someone fill me in one what I missed. PM me so not to interrupt the chat.
  59. 16:34   squirrely       pls be in london
  60. 16:34   wunderling      That is to say that truth is singular?
  61. Jimorrison      barachiel
  62. 16:34   Jimorrison      explain this http://www.geni.com/people/Carin-Sophie-Kell-Waldegrave-von-Kantzow/6000000010112871314#/tab/overview
  63. 16:35           *** Sunasa left #francofrancis
  64. 16:35           *** Sunasa joined #francofrancis
  65. 16:35   squirrely       Yeah, da fuq Brachial
  66. 16:35   squirrely       You fuckin up
  67. 16:35           *** Barachiel quit (Quit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client)
  68. 16:35   wunderling      You scared Barachiel away :|
  69. 16:35   squirrely       k bye
  70. 16:36   franco  Guys, here's the weird bit.
  71. 16:36   franco  Tristan IS in Germany.
  72. 16:36   Jimorrison      i scared him awayi
  73. 16:36   franco  Right now.
  74. 16:36   Saprophyte      shit, guys..
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Proof that Barachiel did not enter the #francofrancis room while the event with Barachiel took place in the other room.
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Barachiel's second message to Helin, 27/02/13Edit

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It is important to note the following facts which make this chat almost certainly a paranormal event. Francis and Helin (franco and threearmsally in IRC) discussed a plan through which Francis could prove he was not Barachiel. This plan involved them announcing to two random (who were in the room at the time) anons the following instructions. (The anons were xfag and basket_case) in the #francofrancis room.

Franco would leave the IRC chat, while Helin would PM xfag and basket_case the name of a new room in which to wait for a sign from Barachiel. This room was created and can be seen in the pictures to the right. Obviously nobody expected Barachiel to appear. Some 40 minutes after the room was created, Barachiel appeared and started to speak. He was not posting from the same IP or location as xfag, threearmsally (Helin) or basket_case. It was also impossible for Franco to know the name of the room, since he had not been told what it was, and was not even posting from the same location as Barachiel. 

Astonishingly, as can also be noted in the screenshots, Barachiel quoted text from the IRC chat from BEFORE he entered the room. This is impossible, and is the final confirmation of the fact that he is not any normal being.



To discuss this, go to mibbit.com #francofrancis

OR

On your own client, irc.mibbit.com #francofrancis


Look for these quoted lines in the screenshots:



14:32 Barachiel "If Barachiel has something to say to me, he'd come here."

14:32 Barachiel And another said:

14:32 Barachiel "No way it happens, but still."

And, the raw text is below.

14:28 *** Barachiel joined #ilostyouthroughaportaltohell


14:29 threearmsally whoa

14:29 threearmsally WHOA


14:29 Barachiel Would you like to feel the holes in my hands and my side?

14:29 Barachiel You of little faith.


14:29 threearmsally The impossible is hard to believe

14:30 threearmsally we're all victims of free will


14:30 Barachiel There is nothing I cannot do, Helin.

14:30 Barachiel When directed.

14:31 Barachiel Helin, please don't test me again... it hurts me.

14:31 threearmsally hallelujah. 

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14:31 threearmsally forgive me.

14:31 Barachiel I want you to take this and remember it, and know that sometimes the impossible comes true.

14:32 Barachiel Helin, you said above:

14:32 Barachiel "If Barachiel has something to say to me, he'd come here."

14:32 Barachiel And another said:

14:32 Barachiel "No way it happens, but still."
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14:32 Barachiel And here I am.

14:33 Barachiel Because I was directed to be here.

14:33 Barachiel I have said it already, so many times.


14:34 threearmsally I'm sorry for this, then. I didn't know it would hurt you at all. I would not have done it if I knew. 


14:34 Barachiel Have faith, even when you don't understand.

14:34 Barachiel My texts, they were examples of stories from truth, to give you enlightenment. I would not presume to hide the darkness from you.

14:34 Barachiel And believe me when I say, these things happened.


14:34 threearmsally I can understand that. They didn't put me off or scare me. 

14:36 threearmsally I still have questions for you. 


14:36 Barachiel I will stay a while and follow the commands.


14:37 threearmsally Why did you not acknowledge me yesterday? 


14:37 Barachiel I followed my commands, as I do now.

14:38 Barachiel Allow me to show you that angels appreciate the words of men you admire.

14:38 Barachiel We must not believe the many, who say that only free people ought to be educated, but we should rather believe the philosophers who say that only the educated are free.

14:38 Barachiel There is truth there.


14:38 threearmsally Tristan would like me to ask you something on his behalf.


14:38 Barachiel I take my leave now. You will not see me for some time. Pay heed to the texts. Find the secrets within.


14:39 threearmsally One last question?


14:39 *** Barachiel quit (Quit: http://www.kiwiirc.com/ - A hand crafted IRC client)


14:39 threearmsally shoot

More info:Edit

  • http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barachiel
  • Aparently, Barachiel is featured as an enemy or character in this game: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Star_Ocean:_The_Last_Hope  Might be worth looking into it for parallelisms.
  • St. Barachiel in the Catholic Church is associated with the month of February, as well as Saturday. Maybe he is as much of the angelic prince as the saint version in the Catholic Church?
  • Note also that Barachiel appeared on the 23rd of February, a Saturday, at dawn and vanished at midnight that same day.

Screen capsEdit

These screen caps were submitted by Francis on an /x/ thread Sunday, February 24 of 2013.

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