Something just ain't right.
You feel it too, or you would not be here. This is one man's account of what happened when he stopped ignoring it.
The calling may be faint, like an almost imperceptible buzzing in the ear. Or it may be entirely visceral, real and ever-present in your thoughts. Wherever you may be along this continuum, I can assure you it is real. This is the calling to the Light, and you are a Warrior for the Light, whether you realize it yet or not.
Welcome and Hello
Start at the start. An introduction, and a promise about what this site is for.
The Journey, arc by arc
These entries were written in order and build on one another. Read them that way if you can.
I.The AwakeningEvery journey has a first step, and mine was a feeling I could not shake. What follows is how it started: a dream that repeated until I listened, a commute that became unbearable, and three experiences that proved to me there was more to this world than the one I had been sold.II.Past Lives and PracticeReading is one thing. Doing is another. These entries are about what I found when I sat down in the chair and went looking: a long line of warrior lives, a resignation that finally made sense, a method for tuning the mind to a different frequency, and a strange, calm hour in the middle of the night that keeps calling me back.III.The Control GridYou cannot fight what you cannot name. This arc names it.IV.Breaking FreeUnderstanding is not enough. These two entries are the practical part: what I did, in what order, to loosen the grid’s hold on my mind and then on my body.V.Contact and BeyondOnce the implants were out, things changed. A boom in the night that no one else heard.VI.The Machine in the OpenRon returns to find the thing he warned about built in the open, and reads the world through his last entry.VII.Controlled HallucinationThe instrument you are looking through, and how to change what it shows you.VIII.The Terms of ConsentThe mentors return, the fabricator is named, and consent is revoked.IX.DispatchesNothing here yet. The first dispatch is coming.
Who is writing this
Ron Verulam is a lot like you. He spent the better part of four decades pursuing the standard dream, and then something happened along the way.
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