Terence McKenna was right! The Earth and all its inhabitants are on a converging path towards what Terence McKenna called “Zero Point”, and the evidence is all around us; you just have to join the dots.
Before giving you all a glimpse of what I am implying, let me provide you with a short synopsis of my adventures through this current timeline.
I was born on the fifth of January, Nineteen Fifty One, in Oldchurch Hospital, Romford, Essex. I spent the first few weeks sleeping in the drawer of an old Victorian dressing table, apparently, the wisdom of the NHS at the time thought it perfectly fine for parents with little or no money to buy a cot, to stick a newborn in a large drawer! I, obviously, didn’t give a s*** either way. By the time I was five, my family's luck had taken an upward turn, rationing had finished, and my Father had started his own business running a mobile library. We moved from Romford, where we were living with my grandparents, into a three-bedroom house in Crescent Avenue, Hornchurch, and we had a stream at the bottom of our garden, beautiful. I lived a very normal life with loving, caring parents, and although we were poor, I wanted for nothing. At age twelve, I had a close encounter on the back steps of our house with a gigantic UFO (or UAP as they now call them). It was shaped like a cigar, pure gold with lines running front to back that made it look like the Hindenburg airship, except this was metallic and had no cabin on the bottom. And for those who know what a sparkler looks like, it had that effect emitting from its rear end. This was the point, I believe, that my life made a drastic turn on the path of fate.
Humanity loves labels, Gods, watchers, witches, wizards, etc. Well, here is a new one for you, “Knower”. I believe that my introduction to the “The World Ain’t what you think it is club” happened when that incredible UFO appeared before me on that Summer’s day in the late nineteen-sixties. because that was the day I became a “Knower”!
Before we move forward on my timeline, let me give you a taste of some of the weird happenings that I lived through. In nineteen sixty-three, I came home from school for lunch (a common thing in the fifties and sixties) to find that my Mother had locked the back door, which was, dare I say, unprecedented. When I finally gained entrance, I found my Mother in a state of shock and fear, which quite frankly scared the s*** out of me! This was during the winter of that year. Once she had calmed down, she described that she had been working at the kitchen sink preparing dinner, the kitchen window overlooked the garden, which was lower than the house, hence the steps outside the back door. She left that position to fetch something from a cupboard, no more than thirty seconds, when she returned to her position at the sink, she immediately noticed a single line of hoof prints running the entire length of the garden path and disappearing into the stream!
The late sixties saw me chasing girls and frequenting the local youth club, where we listened to Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons and the Who, amongst others. One of my friends at the time was a boy named John Smith (no, I’m not joking), he was a couple of years older than me and became famous in our small circle for being one of four people to witness what I now believe was an elemental spirit at Cranham Church in Upminster Essex. He had an acquaintance who happened to be a junior reporter on a local newspaper, somehow they had got word of a haunting occurring at a local Upminster Church, now back in the sixties apart from pop music and a few louts causing trouble, local news was quite sparse, so this would definitely make the front page, and brother they got much more than they bargained for! According to the story John told us (this was later, i.e. Years, verified by John Simths brother), they arrived at the Church about eleven thirty, at the time the area in front of the Church was farmland and a couple of barns, so a big area with plenty of parking space. There were two cars, John and his reporter friend in one and a Romford Recorder photographer and his girlfriend in the other. Once parked, they set themselves up facing the church gate (Lych gate if memory serves), cameras were placed, and no smartphones in those days. And so they stood around waiting for something to happen. At around twelve thirty, the girl and John noticed what they described as a shadow slowly move from the side of the Church nearest the graveyard along the path in front of the Church to the main doors it then turned and started gliding down the path towards the now frantic group, as this entity approached they described it as about ten feet tall and wrapped in what looked like a dark cloak with a hood. The photographer took several pictures, one of which appeared on the front page of the newspaper, before panic set in and they all dashed for their cars. John and his reporter friend were first away as the reporter had turned his car to face down the lane, the photographer and his girlfriend, however, were facing the wrong way, and had to turn the car around. It was at this point, as the car passed the gate, that the entity surged forward and glared through the passenger side window, and the girlfriend got a close-up and personal view; she later described a skull surrounded by a hood. The picture was published the following week, and we all rushed out to buy a copy and read the story, which pretty much aligned with John’s account. The story continued as all four were haunted by this spirit for about three years, culminating in John being hospitalised for a burst gastric ulcer. Oh, and did I mention that time my brother and sister were playing in their bedroom when characters from their favourite TV show came out of the cupboard to play with them! They are both in their seventies now, and they still swear that it happened!
Many small, seemingly insignificant things occurred in my life over the years, but all of my experiences seemed to be leading me towards something?!
Part 2: Into the vortex
So, wadda ya know? Good question, let’s dive in…………..
If someone were to ask me what religion I followed, the closest answer I could give would be Gnostic, but they don’t because no one seems to care anymore, oh I’m sure there are many spiritually aspired people out there still, but currently in 2025 it’s unwise to promote or pray in public. Don’t get me wrong, I’m NOT religious in any way, shape or form, research Gnosticism and you’ll know why. In fact, I “know” religion has been and still is a curse on humanity, at least for a while longer.
So you ask, what’s a “Knower”? The answer is quite simple: we know things. For instance, I watched the tragedy of the Twin Towers unfold live on TV, I knew it was a deception from the first instant. When Covid reared its head, I knew it was a deception. When untested vaccinations were offered, I knew they were going to be fatal for many people! Knowing things is hard because no one believes you. But disbelief will not change what’s coming or where we are headed. I believe there are many “Knowers” out there, most of us keep our heads down and let the Universe guide us to the next revelation, but there are a couple, I believe, who were guided to reveal what they know. Clif High is one, and I highly recommend listening to and reading his stuff. Clif leans towards science when he speaks, and believe me, it’s fascinating stuff. Morgue is another, along with Elizabeth April; however, apart from Clif, I don’t think they grasp the significance of what is currently unfolding on planet Earth.
Part 3: Timewave Zero
McKenna believed that all of human history and cultural and scientific evolution were moving inexorably towards a “strange attractor” at the end of time. Timewave Zero was later codified into a software program that seemingly mapped major moments in humanity's evolution with the Timewave's peaks and valleys. McKenna's trips also inspired his "timewave" theory, which holds that existence and even time itself emerge from the interaction between two opposing forces, one conservative and the other creative.
Mohammadreza Sanayi, Director of Eurasian Polymaths (2019–Present)
In my opinion, Terence McKenna was a genius, and his research using psychedelic substances took him to places no other human has seen, and what he learned back in the nineteen nineties led many to conjecture! No, the World didn’t end in the physical sense; it was the beginning of the end for this particular timeline, and it started to become reality in 2012! Exactly when McKenna said it would. Watch the video below before moving on………………………………..
No doubt, McKenna was a genius, but had he had more time, he may well have come to a different conclusion for his Time Wave. It’s time to follow the dots…………….
Part 4: Nothing exists, everything exists!
This screen is made of dots, so are you! Except they are not called pixels, they’re called Atoms. Everything you see, touch, smell and experience every day of your life is made from the tiniest constituents, individually they are invisible to the naked eye, but clumped together they make up everything you hold dear! Did you ever wonder how this is possible? Sure you did, and the answer wouldn’t appear, but you are still here, not knowing the answer didn’t delete you from the Universe. Oh you know the sciency bits, most do, but they don’t dwell on it, along with the other 99.9% of the population, they just get on living their daily lives. Did you know the great Karl Jung had a near-death experience? This titan of science devoted the rest of his life to studying life after death. Imagine that! . I’ll say no more on this subject except to say that we are all immortal and yes, this matters as you will see.
Part 5: Now you see it, now you don’t
Ever heard of the Mandela Effect? Oh it’s real, as many have come to realise, my hill to die on regarding this is Loony Toons, I’ll say no more. The Mandela effect and time dilation are two of the main dots, and this started in 2012. I first noticed time speeding up in the nineties and then put it down to getting older and forgot all about it, but it was another dot in the back of my mind. I read McKenna in early 2020, and a little light went on in my brain. I suppose now is as good a time as any to describe my own connection to the Universe and how it came about………………
Part 6: Plug and play
As you may have guessed, I’m a bit of a reader, four or five books a month is my average and no, they are not all science fiction or fantasy. It was whilst searching for something new to read that I stumbled upon David Hudson and his (re)discovery of ORMES (Oribitly Rearranged Monoatomic Elements). This is one hell of a story that introduces zero point energy, reversal of the ageing process and even levitation. I’ll place a link below if you would like to dive deeper into this subject (believe me, it’s worth it!)
Orbitally Rearranged Monoatomic Elements (ORMES)
I read everything, and I mean everything I could, written by David on this subject, and it led me down a path that, well, changed my life! Whilst researching the strange white powder, David discovered that ORMES are not only found in Gold but also in other elements such as iridium and rhodium, and that certain plants have a greater uptake of ORMES. Plants such as the Aloe Vera and Black Grape. Especially if they are grown in volcanic soil, as it happened in 2023, my wife and I moved to Tenerife in the Canary Islands and guess what grows there in volcanic soil? Yep, Aloe Vera and Black Grape. This may well explain why Aloe Vera has a reputation as an age-reducing wonder plant. In fact, I personally know of a guy who lives in the Carribean and regularly ate a leaf (the Gell) from the Aloe Vera, and he looked about 60 and very fit, he was in fact, 87! This was a revelation; no normal person could afford to buy gold and then burn it at a very high temperature to produce this miracle white powder, but I could grow Aloe Vera and Black Grape, this mixture is my recipe based on the fact that these plants were discovered to have the highest content of iridium ORMES out all those tested. So I mixed a batch and drank my first glass of Ormus in July of 2023. Within 20 minutes, I heard the first whisper of the “HU” ( According to DH, this was heard by a volunteer who ingested pure white powder gold, the HU, as it’s called by Tibetan Monks, is acquired after many years of deep meditation). The sound continued to rise, but strangely enough, although it’s my constant companion, it does not disrupt like tinnitus would. The sound is like a gently running stream, and it’s not in my ears but sits over my head. It’s a data stream directly from the Universe into my brain, and it’s never stopped for even one second! Plug and Play, that’s me.
Part 7: Approaching Zero Point
You have to admit, since 2019, the World has become extremely strange, almost beyond description, exactly how Terence McKenna predicted it would with his Time Wave. Let us take a moment to count the ways: Lies, Wars, Genocide, More Lies, More Wars, Horrific Murders, Strange creatures sighted all over the World, see my own personal sighting captured by a family member at a camping ground near Edenbridge, Kent UK
This brings me to my final dot (so far), Baba Vanga, the blind mystic (look her up) made some predictions just before she died, the most chilling: “by the final sun of the fifth year (2025), the world shall lose those who carry the mark of stillness” It’s been asertained that she was talking about those whose souls had ceased to grow, she also mentions whole bloodlines that will cease to exist, wiped from the timeline as if they never existed, and it’s this final dot that for me brought everything together. It’s almost as if she is talking about the rapture, but the Universe as the seat of pure Love will remove those people, groups and bloodlines, and for those left it will be as if they never existed at all.
Anyway, that’s all I know so far, take it or leave it I don’t care, just as the Universe doesn’t care. What will be, will be! End Of………………………………..