Project Time
Really?
EMERGENCY LIVESTREAM Fri 14 November at 23:00 CET
References in Dr. Joseph P. Farrell segments shown
Theodor Kaluza | Kaluza–Klein theory | Gross-Rosen concentration camp
Michio Kaku | Einstein–Cartan theory | Ricci curvature | Heinrich Himmler
Grigori Rasputin | Karl Maria Wiligut | Martin Bormann
Gabriel Kron
NON-RIEMANNIAN DYNAMICS OF ROTATING ELECTRICAL MACHINERY,
By GABRIEL KRON, Engineering General Dept, General Electric Co., Schenectady, N, Y.
Thanks to a YouTube comment from @kgb27r, I just saw my first Joseph P. Farrell presentation that was posted 12 Nov 2022, but was from the “International UFO Congress, 2009.
Surprisingly, it had only 182 views (before mine).
Now, on the evening of Wednesday 12th November 2025, I had no idea who the presenter was and I am not equipped to consider what he says about many things in his presentation. That said, the stuff about Torsion and the ‘Auspicious Symbol’ (my paraphrase) being the key to ‘free energy’ and ‘propulsion’ (my paraphrase) I have seen the categorical evidence for, including production of energy, transmutation and, most recently, propulsion like effects.
Leaving the rock ...
I had troble sleeping last night, after watching your emergency livestream. The windmills of my mind swirled extra hard and toroidal moments was bouncing around in my skull, keeping me awake
Picture this:
A day in the near future, something hits earth; A fragmented astoride or a solar micro nova. Something that reduces humankind to a few hundred groups of scattered survivors. Mostly indigenous nature people, independent on modern technology. "They" [insert favourite tech billionaire's name] knew it was coming, the general public not.
The event has tremendous psychological impact on the survivors, and every new generation is told the story of the day of the dead that once struck their forefathers. Stories about how there once were flying crafts and handheld black mirrors that could hold information about everything.
Centuries go by, even millennia. The memories have faded and become myths.
People still celebrate the day of the dead, for some reason, but noone really stops to ponder what it means.
One day, as Hunter and his wife Gatherer are doing their hunting and gathering together with their children, Stick and Stone, they see a strange bird approaching from above. They have never seen a bird this large, and it has no wings. It glitteres like reflections off a lake.
The bird lands in front of them and Hunter and his family fall on their knees as beeings step out. Their final day has come, surely!
The beeings look similar to us humans, Gatherer thinks to herself, but they have really strange clothing. The cows must look really funny where they come from!
Those must be gods, Hunter thinks.
The beeings - lets call them Olehim or Anannuki - act rather friendly. As if they're there to help in some way. They present themselves as Soros, Gates, Zuckerberg, Musk, Fink, Clinton and other strange names. One of them holds a pine cone and a hand bag in his hands.
They visit all the corners of earth and teach humans how to farm the land, how to domesticate wild plants and animals. Soon, humans have built cities all over the planet and life is easy.
People all over the planet writes tablets and makes statues and stone carvings picturing the beeings that came and helped.
But eventually, that too became just a myth. One could find fragments of the event in origin stories around the world.
12000 years go by since the day of the dead. People has lost their faith. Myths are just ... myths. Religion is just a fool's comfort. We no longer know who we are and where we came from. Children learn in school that our history is linear, and that we never before have been smarter.
Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning on an ever-spinning reel
Like a snowball down a mountain or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that's turning, running rings around the moon
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind
Just got to get my thoughts out.
Love what you do, Greenyer. Even if you make my brain spin occasionally :)
Was pondering the self-synchronising metronomes, and the importance of frequency in our perception of time