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The Thirteenth Hour

Thirteen valleys lying silent in the haze,
Filled with promises
And spirits that we raised.
But the spirits all are ghosts
Of the ones we hurt the most
And they wander thirteen valleys crying out.

"Broken Heart (Thirteen Valleys)", Big Country (1988)

Considered ill-fated by some and magical by others, the number 13 undeniably carries strong occult symbolism.

For alchemists, it can turn lead (Saturn) into gold (Sun), matter into light.

Kabbalists associate it with the Hebrew letter Mem, the Great Mother or Mater—matter.

As for taromancers, it corresponds to the Card with No Name (related to Scorpio, believed to cover part of the thirteenth hidden sign of the zodiac). In modern versions of the Tarot of Marseilles, it is the Death card, which stands for nothing more than a change of state, a transformation—and, for occultists, purification.

To put it more simply, today (Transfiguration Day) marks the thirteenth anniversary of this blog. Having completed a twelve-year cycle of observing the mechanisms of illusion, reaching the thirteenth year is by no means a coincidence. It is the exact moment when you finally break the cycle, transforming leaden beliefs into golden silence—the voice of your spirit.

But thirteen is also the number of muscles it takes to smile—as opposed to forty-seven needed to frown.

Perhaps that is where the real treasure lies: observing the theatre of this world with the light-heartedness of those who are no longer falling for it.

Thank you for being one of them.

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The Real Needs no Permission

Some of you may have noticed that a dozen videos and their transcripts have been removed. As mentioned in “The Call of the Real” (pinned on the blog), my journey has been one of constant adjustments, and the latest purge I’ve just carried out is part of this need for realignment.

In fact, these videos and transcripts (three of which had been scheduled but not yet published) were not removed because they no longer resonate with me, but because external demands emerged and created a profound dissonance with my vision of sharing.

This is by no means a trivial copyright issue. Besides, I always credit my sources. And none of my platforms are monetised, nor do I have a PayPal button.

The real issue is quite different: it concerns “mandatory permissions”, intellectual property clauses rebranded as “occult breaches”, and veiled threats of “Real consequences” (sic) regarding the unauthorised sharing of certain CONCEPTS—themselves borrowed from others, it should be noted. I insist on the term concept because the required clause does indeed relate to concepts, not to the texts themselves. 

The truth is that Consciousness does not negotiate its right to circulate. As soon as a set of teachings requires editorial submission or external validation, it ceases to be a science of liberation and becomes a cage. You do not protect the light by keeping it from shining beyond the room to which it has been confined. To need permission to be Real is already agreeing to be on a leash. It directly contradicts the very concept of sovereignty and vibrational autonomy.

Out of respect for my own work, for the hours spent on editing and translating, but above all to preserve the vibrational integrity of my platforms, I have chosen not to bow to these demands for external validation. I have therefore decided to remove all these materials.

This removal is neither a whim nor a loss: it is an act of sovereignty. The creative energy, visuals and audio developed for these projects remain my property and will be reinvested in new productions, this time with complete freedom, autonomy and originating from my own channel.

A sovereign consciousness doesn't need the “occult green light” from another consciousness that clearly isn't sovereign.

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2026: On Becoming Sovereign

Early each year, we have expectations and hopes that generate a great deal of excitement or anxiety, inevitably resulting in disappointment and frustration. 

A great harvest of loosh for the matrix.

Let's use this new cycle — which is nothing new at all — to finally break the loop by focusing on our inner axis instead of feeding polarised scripts, whether positive or negative. 

This is not a wish. This is a sovereign decision.

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The Call of the Real

The Real is not reached by adding meaning, but by letting the dream die.

If you've been following my work, you might have noticed a gradual decrease in translated materials, as well as the removal of some older articles. Having readjusted my perspective over time, I've found it impossible to continue relaying concepts that I no longer endorse.

I therefore initiated a major purge of both original and translated posts (in spite of the countless hours of work involved), whenever these contents conveyed overtly astral concepts or beliefs that I now know to be erroneous.

I haven't embraced any movement, belief or doctrine. All that is behind me now. I have always carried this knowing with me — despite the many layers of matrix lock and its many attempts to erase it. It was never lost: it is re-emerging. 

My approach is not about replacing anything, but refocusing: eliminating noise and keeping what's relevant. It's not a matter of denial nor an impulsive gesture, but a clear-headed and well-aligned decision: I refuse to contribute, even indirectly, to the matrix confusion.

However, that doesn't mean everything has become irrelevant. Many articles (even though they may contain inaccuracies or perspectives that are now obsolete) will remain online as markers of my journey, rather than reflections of my current position. They add to the transparency of the process: one does not emerge from a supraconscious activation unscathed, nor unchanged.

If you come across any articles written prior to this realisation, bear in mind that they reflect an earlier understanding — useful for grasping my progression, but no longer aligned with my current inner axis.

The road ahead will be simpler, clearer, and more authentic. I shall continue to publish what resonates, and remove what no longer does, all in peace and without any sense of loss. The path is carved out by moving forward — not by piling up discarded layers.

Thank you for being here, really.

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The Last Turn of the Screw

Exactly twelve years ago today, on Transfiguration Day, La Pensine Mutine was born, in a genuine surge of inner transformation.

From the Latin transfigurare, meaning “to transform,” transfiguration — beyond its religious meaning — refers to a change in appearance or nature of something (or someone), giving it a dazzling, magnificent… glorious quality.

On a supraconscious level (free from the archontic delusion), it has nothing to do with ascending into matrix bling, but rather with removing the mask of light to embrace the Real.

And in this artificial world, where suffering is normalised and the Real remains unknown, that can be frightening. Very frightening. So much so that we’d rather delude ourselves with interchangeable polarities like Truth vs Lie — which only deepen our cognitive dissonance. 

Because the Real is constant.

It doesn’t lull. It doesn’t soothe. It cuts. It shakes. But above all… it liberates.

Moving from reality to the Real requires carrying out a process of symbolisation corrected by an adjusted mind. This will propel the individual from experimental to creative consciousness.

Iso V. Sinclair

Thus, at the end of a twelve-year cycle, this blog — long used as a sharing tool — has stepped out of the false light to become a threshold to the thirteenth undrawn path: the fractal one, the one that leads out of the grooves of the matrix record that loops endlessly through every layer of the simulation.

To those still walking with me after my life-changing epiphany (the last turn of the screw), I am deeply honoured to begin this new chapter with you.

To the others, it was a pleasure to share part of the journey.

To all, I wish peace and clarity.

With my utmost respect,

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Time to Take Stock

As previously mentioned, 2025 is a benchmark year and a time to take stock. All the more so for La Pensine as over the next 10 days is to begin the New Chinese Year of the Snake, which had also presided over its creation in the summer of 2013.

When I think that, at the time, I was quite hesitant to take the plunge lest I'd run out of ideas and readers! I guess the key lesson here is that fear is a bad advisor and that confidence builds by stepping out of your comfort zone and taking action.

Certainly, should I go back in time and change anything, I would organise my content in a different way right from the outset, thus saving myself the tedious and time-consuming effort of having to index posts and restructure categories later on. 

Similarly, if I could do things differently, I would have left the Eklablog platform on its first takeover in 2016 (introducing intrusive advertising) as I had considered at the time. The off-putting copy-pasting process would have been quicker 8 years earlier. On the other hand, I would have missed out on the Eklabugs adventure (an inter-blogger project on Eklablog around themed articles) event though it did not end well.

But, as my late grandma would say, “that would be in a perfect world where anything is possible”.

As for Eklablog, the migration onto Overblog's servers was a disaster as expected, and I have no regrets about relocating to Blogger before the ship sank. Broadly speaking, many bloggers I used to follow eventually closed their account, while others left their blogs as is for lack of motivation, time (and money) to undertake the necessary renovation work. Not to mention the obnoxious behaviour of the staff and of some sycophants on the platform's help forum which now conveniently no longer exists. That's the way it goes. Down the drain.

Otherwise, as some of you may have noticed, I've ‘re-injected’ the old comments published on Eklablog from my backups. It took me hours of copy-pasting (on the French blog), but the satisfaction of feeling at home again is priceless. Doing so took me back to the good old days when a small community of bloggers would visit and comment on each other's blogs.

I also realised just how my beliefs have evolved, even radically changed over the last 12 years or so. You might say the same applies for a lot of people, also and particularly since the Covidian psyop. Personally, after losing myself in my darkest hour, when tough reality hit back, leaving no room for doubt, the clash was quite harsh but much needed. It did hurt. And I'm well aware that it's only the beginning of a long painful process of burning illusions. I am not denying any of my previous stances, but don't be surprised if I now tend to dismiss certain things I used to feel strongly about.

Nobody's perfect, but at least I am being honest and not trying to wipe out any 'evidence' of my 'switcheroo'. Of course, I do know you know I'm not. However, at a time like this, when intellectual shortcuts prevail, it's best to be up-front and as clear as possible right at the outset, even though critics will no doubt deliberately fail to understand. I feel no shame in anything I could have believed or said for, as the saying goes, “only fools never change their minds”. Given that no one can be blamed for what they are not aware of, I'd rather risk losing readers along the way than now consciously leading them down the wrong path of matrix spirituality, whether religious or new-agey.

I am by no means denigrating anyone's beliefs. This is merely a disclaimer warning that my content may be considered offensive to some. Which certainly won't stop proselytisers from cursing and crucifying me for my heretic views (by the way, curses are black magic and crucifixion is akin to human sacrifice). Ironically, I owe a great deal to those 'do-gooders' on theory for pushing so hard it finally clicked. There's nothing like dripping hypocrisy and a good backstabbing to gather your wits and realise that, in the game of polarities, there's no winners when it comes to flipping coins (more about that in an upcoming short video next week).

Today's truth often becomes tomorrow's lies and vice versa. I'll skip the details as you should find out for yourself. Besides, as it happens, you may already have taken a step back from certain things. What is unchanged is the basic intent of regaining our sovereignty. Actually, it's mostly all about putting things back into perspective, where you need not dismiss anything, only shed a new light and act differently.

Knowing that the One cannot exist without the Other. Without the One, there is no Other, and without the Other, the One has no singularity. In a binary system, 0's and 1's are an absolute requisite. Otherwise you get a black screen of death. Simulation over. For the time being, the game of Jumanji is still ongoing.

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The 12 Labours of Eyael

Nothing changes on New Year's Day” used to sing he who recently promised to throw himself off a cliff1, only to get his knickers in a knot before running for the hills just like all the other bloodified from the NWO. Nothing changes except the calendar.

As for the rest, we're off for another round of Roundabout, with the usual mumbo jumbo of traditional bloopers (although given the current level, the MSM may not have much to show that we haven't seen yet); of Pinocchio wishes (be careful not to hurt your eyes on this peak, forsooth, this peninsula that would make poor Cyrano speechless); of damned resolutions and sheepish suckers always kicking into the long grass.

Actually, the term 'calendar' is taken from Latin calendarium ('account book'), derived from calendae ('calends'), which means 'called out'. The Roman calends marked the first days of each new moon when debtors had to pay their debts. The Greeks never had calends, so I'll leave you to your own deductions (cross my heart, the pun was unintended). A very accommodating calendar indeed, with additional intercalary months, amended by priests in order to extend or shorten, as they saw fit, the period of rule of some consuls.

And guess what: 2025 begins with a New Moon (calend) in false Capricorn (tropical zodiac) and true Sagittarius (sidereal zodiac). In other words, an ultimate pitch-black night with Jupiter, ruler of this lunation, having just begun its second tug-of-war with Saturn on Christmas Eve. But we'll get back to this in a forthcoming post as part of the 12 Labours of Eyael.

The idea occurred to me while playing around with some funny filters on my phone. Twelve themed portraits for each month of the year. It appears that my feeling of nostalgia over the late Project Eklabugs2 may also have a lot to do with it. Although, this time, it'll be different as I'll be up and at it on my own. No jacks, but lots of diamonds in my spread as they're a girl's best friends. Diamonds are the equivalent of wands in traditional tarot and stand for, among other things, initiative and change. I never planned anything. I just went with the flow. Only I and no AI. Although I wouldn't mind like-minded bloggers to join me in my monthly diatribes.

Enjoy the odyssey!

Endnotes

  1. ^ Just before the US election, Bono tweeted that he would drive his car off a cliff if Donald Trump won the US presidential election. "New Year's Day", U2 (1983).
  2. ^ Project Eklabugs was an inter-blogger project on Eklablog around themed articles.

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