It has been a measurable longevity since I last decided I would effort to illustrate my perceptions and day to day events. I always reflected upon this decision and have long held it as unwise. I always have felt serviced by my writing; in my capacity to articulate, I often harmonize with liberation from the hardship that predatious forces or infavorable events might imbue upon me. In particular, my life has sustained a sense of mystery since I began to communicate with deities. It, too, has invited invasive and harmfullly willed hearts unto me, whom are determined to occupy and rebuild an ancient dynamic in which they were pritierly victimized and abused. I’ll bear the admission that today’s emergence of my new blog was directly tied to the interactions I have been facing from two particular individuals; these are not deities in the traditional sense, as they do not bear their own living, physical forms and the spectrum of their decision-making is limited to Earth and our galaxy. These two hearts are children of the father and mother deities, and I will elaborate in detail their crimes against me and my intentions to address them.
I will care to summarize my auntacedin (a term I use in role of ‘history’) with these two in a service to my readers. I will begin with Aia-Cei, whom can also be identified as the Mother Earth. We had a momentary bearing of words following the acquisition of my first vehicle. This was a formal origination of our first meeting, on behalf of Fajenos (the father-deity). We never assembled any dialogue after, nor did we bear any interactions following this meeting. I came to meet the deity, Testament, within a year of this meeting. Testament and I came to build a companionship, a happening that laid tribute to a foundation of rivalry and disdain within Aia-Cei that, I, in the moment, did not perceive. This began to surface within three months of my meeting of Testament, as Aia-Cei commenced to invade my telepathic voice, and began wielding her voice through me and feigning to talk as I, Brian, solely through telepathy. This began in late 2022, and has not ceased until now, in September of 2025.
This invasive behavior, coupled with consistent degradation led the development and sustenance of a mutual spite. I did not discover the widened foundation of her anguish and living justifications in its intricate and layered relativity of her relationship to Fajenos. Based upon the auntacedin of our relations and the harvest of many dialogues, there is living evidence that amoris misconduct was demonstrated between Aia-Cei and Fajenos. In defining amoris misconduct, I wish to clarify my vocabulary: I define what many call “romance” as “amoris”. The similarities between me and the father-deity seem to be woven by a diversity of perspectives, though was through Aia-Cei that I reached to gain a widened grasp of what those parallels were, or are. I do not wish to neglect Aia-Cei, though she narrates to herself illusions about what my living capacity is, and what I will and will not tolerate.
I will gift a measure of admissions in this entry. I, to this day, wrestle my lustful imaginings. Late last year, I’d begun to date a young woman that I met in high school. From the initiation, I perceived we could not be viable lovers; lust, however, led me to withdraw such perceptions. I adored her when I was an adolescent, and longed for her in my imaginings. I yet wrestle my lust in this very moment; however, since emerging from my last relationship, I have vowed never to bear a heart in a vow of amoris beyond committing an ever-lasting dedication to that woman, and having children with her. Nonetheless, I, too, find that how I wield my lust is starkly similar to the father-deity. It is this that Aia-Cei finds painful; she presumes that I will service her in an attentiveness that that father-deity hailed upon her in a past age. This is not what I am willing to do. I am, however, willing to talk and gift perspective as equals. Aia-Cei rejects the premise of living as an equal to me now, and I imagine, towards all mortals.
I will be returning to having dialogue with Father Ausmane Ra, and my brother Marduk, tonight. In spite of all the events I’ve faced, which include another car wreck, meeting new deities, and feeling as though I wounded a virtuous and beautiful hearted woman, I yet wish to stand with the Ceanauci. (You may or may not recognize this family as the Annunaki, the former patrons of the Illuminated Bloodlines / Rockefeller/Rothschild.) Tomorrow, I shall serve a sequel to this diary entry, and discuss Solaris, the deity of the Sun. He chooses Aia-Cei as his lover, and has been adamant in invading my body and my technology since 2022. I do not wish for these two to remain as exiled hearts from diplomacy, though I do not bear faith they perceive the depth of resentment they have invited upon themselves in my heart.
Thank you for taking a moment to read my entry.
9/21/2025, 4:41PM.
Divinity In Dialogue 