I rejected the God of Abraham and the stories told in the Bible, the Gospels and the Quran. In the case of Christianity,
its success is due to Constantine when he made the movement of the Galileans the official religion of the Empire.
It is a political system in which the Emperor shared power between the temporal and the spiritual, and entrusted the latter
to missionaries in charge of its dissemination.
Their teaching became the foundation on which the culture of all Christian Europe including arts and letters,
human rights and duties, value systems, traditions and beliefs. Of its usefulness
for the development of civilization and to avoid chaos, there is no doubt but it has been a leaden screed, a prison
to submit us to authority and impose a pseudo Truth on us.
Following the french revolution, spiritual authority was gradually replaced by scientific authority and rationality
buried the heart, which brought us to where we are.
The vast majority of humanity strives to ensure its subsistence, and their concern is for tomorrow.
The concern of the bourgeoisie is their integration into their community and their social success. They want to be "good people"
and they support the throne and the altar. Aristocrats feel they belong to the class of lords above the laws made for the people.
Many of them are cynics, pursuing the satisfaction of their pleasures, whatever they may be, and/or their pride, which can be excessive.
Some are utopians, disciples of Thomas More, who want to make this world a paradise on Earth, but each attempt has always ended
in a bath of blood. Finally, a few, having understood that humanity lives in Hell, this empire of lies in which violence, corruption, and
perversion reign, wish to find meaning in their reason for being. Those who embark on this adventure feel called, but very few
however, will arrive safely, for only a few are chosen.
My creed unlike that of Nicea for Christians
is therefore not aimed at everyone but at those seeking to discover this truth.
In this journey into the unknown, writing has been my pilgrim's staff and little pebbles to mark
my way to avoid going in circles. The result is my credo.
My Credo.
Lavoisier said, "Nothing is lost, nothing is created, everything is transformed." The "All" evolves, driven by life, which has a great appetite and erupts from it like lava from a volcano,
and by gravity, a force that compels the components of this life to unite. What causes the "All" to evolve toward the Christic state, in which it will be divided, is that its soul is endowed
with the state of Love, a state of radiance in all directions.
Life is a gigantic collection of microscopic lives, and among them, some are souls that possess a natural authority and a power of attraction
with which they will unite around themselves a collection of life, give it its overall appearance, and thus generate entities such as those of flora, fauna, and humanity.
A life feeds on other lives and can sometimes be voracious and become, in the extreme, a kind of black hole. For a life, what is good is what allows it to flourish and endure.
Evil is what attacks it and endangers it. For a group of lives, a tribe, we can also define good and evil, but good for one tribe is often evil for another, and vice versa.
Life is ephemeral. It is always at war to feed itself and protect itself from predators, and to perpetuate itself, it reproduces. It doesn't seem fair for the strong to abuse the weak,
but that's how it is. Luck being blind, inequality reigns in the fate of each.
The other driving force of this "All" is gravitation, which pushes these lives to unite first around a soul, then the entities they have constituted, to have
relationships with each other. When these unions are harmonious, they generate
beauty, harmony, and a state of love for the whole, whether plant, animal, or human. But when these unions are dissonant, they produce
ugliness and hatred.
The soul of the "All," in order to reach its end, the Christic state, into which it will divide itself, must find souls similar to its own, endowed with the state of Love,
so that its children may continue its work. This is why, at a certain point in its evolution, it creates a humanity which it entrusts
to a blacksmith to extract from it the souls it needs.
Yes, in the Christic state, the "All" is shared, this primordial Solar System dies giving birth
to a family of stars and its soul becomes the Holy Spirit or the Eternal, through which these stars, its children, will continue its work..
Little is known of the evolution that led the "All" and his children to the Christ state, except that in our solar system, one of the descendants of this primordial solar system,
it spans some five billion years, and that humanity made its appearance very late in the game. I believe that these newcomers were created by Saturn and that
their creation brought about the “twilight of the gods” and the flood. The reason for this is that these humans, unlike other life forms, were endowed with a soul capable of evolving and
to become souls capable of animating the future children of the Solar System when, in its turn, it will share.
Saturn, in the form of Satan, is a blacksmith who uses the method of repulse and
He uses violence, lies, perversion and corruption. With Him, time is agonizing.
This is how he extracts beings from the herd of humanity, who in doing so pass from the status of talking animals
to that of humans whose mission is to exploit the herd.
Among humans, corruption, perversion, and blackmail reign, becoming increasingly enslaving
as they ascend the infernal hierarchy. For the totally perverted, having reached the very top, power
and wealth make them believe they can change the world order and replace Satan.
This is how they go mad and one day bring about the end of this world.
Saturn, in the form of Lucifer, the bearer of light, attracts and awakens those
who are sensitive to his light. He gives them the awareness to perceive the poisonous lies
used by Satan, to no longer fear his frightening threats, and to resist corruption and perversion. With him, time is a source of hope
and it engenders faith. He thus works so that certain men
renounce madness and choose the path of wisdom, that of one who does not bow to the powerful but
walks upright without the support of others, guided by his conscience and protected by his immune system. He knows
that he can achieve the purpose of his creation, that he must resist temptation and persist for the necessary time to free himself from Hell.
Imam Khomeini adds to these virtues the clarification that consists of putting one's mind in order
to avoid confusion and the risk of going around in circles. This is why I created this website.
I do not have to hide my faith, but it would be a mistake to seek to profess it.
Having understood the role of Hell, the Sage leaves it only to find himself, forced to swim
between two waters: Hell and Purgatory. The Sage must return his soul to the One who planted it so that
it may enter Purgatory where Saturn will transform him into an angel capable of resonating with
the Holy Spirit.
In my adventure in search of the Truth, I feel I have been guided, and I have faith in the One who guided me.
It took me more than forty years to hear and digest His teachings, which I summarized in my creed.
I often doubted myself, but never Him. Thanks to Him, I understood that humanity lived in Hell, but to leave it
and enter Purgatory was to agree to undertake a transformation similar to that of the Lepidoptera, in which
the larva would be the human and the imago, the angel dedicated to the reproduction of the solar system.
The Last Judgment, at the time when the solar system, having reached the Christic state, will divide itself,
is a test of this angel's quality to ensure that, through his capacity to be in total harmony with the Holy Spirit,
he will be able to properly guide one of the children of the solar system.
Today on Earth, the elite has sunk into madness, overflowing with evil intentions, using lies, violence, and corruption
ad nauseam, and furthermore, inciting debauchery. The "Great Reset" they announced leads me to believe
that we are approaching that fateful moment in which our solar system will reach the Christic state and divide itself.
"Pauvre" Jean !
As early as 2013, I had the feeling that I'd reached a dead end, and this depressed me deeply.
Going backwards was Lot's wife's way of doing things, and there was no apparent way out.
Jean de la Croix, in his comments on his poem "Nuit obscure", has words to describe how I feel. To simplify, he says that, having reached the end of the path
to which the search for Truth leads, you have to wait in the night for God to open the door to contemplation so that you can reunite with him.
Farid Al-Din Attar, in "Mantic Uttair", also illustrates this moment of dismay when the birds, having reached the Simorgh palace, find the door closed.
I like John of the Cross's idea of awakening one's soul by transferring energy from the predatory earthly animal part,
and cerebral aerial part, which is proud, limited and never satiated, to the chest and heart, capable of igniting and overcoming the impossible.
The first two parts are always at war or making diabolical plans and setting traps.
For some, it's a game, which excites them and adds spice to their lives. For others, it's a daily struggle,
exhausting and all the more distressing because they know it's a dead end.
The third part is the heart, which can vibrate, resonate, ignite, and push one to give of oneself.
But this impulse is blind, and through lack of instinct and wisdom, youth, under the influence of evil teachers,
often rushes down dead ends and burns itself.
Nevertheless, it is this heart and this chest that must be revived because, like John of the Cross, I believe that the liberation
of the soul is the result of divine intervention in the one who has opened his heart to it and whose transfer of energy to this heart
is sufficient to keep it awake until this intervention.
In early 2022, my wife and I, both in our eighties, were struck by COVID, which I experienced as the equivalent of an
earthquake. I at last realized that I was a plot of land in which a soul had been planted and plunged into the Hell of humanity
in order to develop it. Today, I have reached the exit from Hell without having entered Purgatory.
I swim between two waters: Hell and Purgatory.
My understanding of the universe, of the forces that make it evolve and lead it to the
Christic state in which it is shared, and of its eternal Holy Spirit that binds it to its children, seems to give
coherence to the "All" and a reason for being to our wretched humanity, but I am still before a closed door
that will only open when I will return my soul to the One who planted it. So now is the time to prepare myself
for death to give Him back my soul, time to open and attune myself to Him so that He may get my soul alive
and make it an angel able of vibrating in resonance with the Holy Spirit
at the time of the Last Judgment. But Saturn will only come in its own time, over which I have no power.
Writing down what I believe is a tool to refine my thinking and understand the purpose of my existence, but preaching what I believe
would be falling into Satan's trap, remaining imprisoned in his kingdom and preventing my soul from reaching its Father.
I don't have to hide my faith, but it would be a mistake to profess it.
On November 26, 2025, as I pointed my antenna, my heart, toward Saturn, it seemed to me that the door had opened a crack and that its light
announced its imminent arrival. I felt lost and believed I had found my way again, but in January 2026, I realized it was an illusion, or worse,
a way of telling me I was being rejected. I feel as though I've been turned away and I'm in bad shape.
Like the caterpillar, I must dedicate myself to my metamorphosis to liberate my soul so that it may rejoin the One who planted it here below.
This metamorphosis consists of renewing the bond between the soul and its Father. This bond engenders the state of love of which Saint Paul speaks, which, starting in the heart,
pervades the entire body and kindles the fire that will consume it. The soul, thus liberated, will develop its wings and fly away with its Creator when He comes to take it.
This metamorphosis is a holocaust in which the body offers itself as a sacrifice in order to liberate its soul.
Is there anything more important for me to do now than prepare for this sacrifice?
My mind must stop dragging my soul through the mire of Hell and urge it to awaken.
My heart must be an antenna extended toward Saturn to help this soul, which, like the prodigal son, must return to its father.
Having understood all this, I sought to hasten the moment of this metamorphosis, but I exhausted myself in vain. That hour belongs to Saturn,
the father of my soul. I must therefore be patient and—at peace, confident that I have not been abandoned—prepare myself for that fateful moment.
Finding peace means freeing oneself from possessions, from the need to please family and society, and from the fear of authority, life and failure.
Without total trust in Saturn, the father of my soul, I will not find peace; and without peace,
it is impossible to attain the state of love and thus to undergo the metamorphosis that frees the soul.
In the solar system's journey toward the Christ-like state, Earth must provide the necessary angels to guide its future children.
To break free from humanity's herd, to become a Sage, and to surrender one's soul to the One who planted it, so that He may transform it into an angel in harmony with the Holy Spirit,
is to triumph in a holy war. Victory is by no means assured, but I believe that my participation in this Jihad has given meaning to my life, and to give up would be tantamount
to committing suicide, as Judas did.
Ephphatha
" Point n'est besoin d'espérer pour entreprendre, ni de réussir pour persévérer "
"ich habe Lust, abzuscheiden und bei Christo zu sein"