By BoJenn
I was to thank AI for filling in my historical gaps and lack of knowledge of ancient history
Threads Beyond the Veil
“In the Law of One, the Orion Group is described not as a single race but as a coalition of negatively polarized beings — a shadow alliance of manipulation and control. Some modern interpreters see in this a reflection of the Sumerian Anunnaki, the powerful ‘gods’ who, according to ancient texts, descended to rule and instruct early humanity. Whether these myths record actual extraterrestrial overseers or archetypal memories of a deeper cosmic drama, the resonance is unmistakable: across ages and cultures, humanity has remembered a presence from the stars that sought dominion, a story echoed in the prison-planet narrative and in whispers of Orion.
The controversial Alien Interview transcripts add another voice to this chorus. The being known as Airl spoke of Earth as a prison planet where powerful off-world authorities erase memories and recycle souls to maintain control. Though the account cannot be verified, its themes mirror both the ancient Sumerian myths and the Law of One’s Orion entities, sketching the same hidden architecture of oversight remembered in fragments of myth, channeling, and whispered testimony.
Years before I encountered these writings, my own near-death experience revealed a similar vision. In that timeless space beyond the veil, I sensed the Earth not as an open world but as a field of containment — a beautiful yet constricting matrix where souls forget who they are. Reading the Law of One, the Alien Interview, and the myths of ancient gods felt less like new information and more like confirmation of what I had glimpsed firsthand. It was as though these disparate sources were threads in the same tapestry, hinting at a greater reality behind the curtain of our history.”
Beyond the Veil of Eyes
When my heart stilled and my body lay quiet, I crossed the threshold where breath is no longer needed. On the other side of living, there are no eyes — only perception. Vision is not of light but of knowing. I beheld vast fields of consciousness, arranged like glimmering pods, each holding the essence of a being. They pulsed with memory and potential, as if resting between journeys.
In that silence of telepathy, I felt the whisper of ancient presences — the ones some call the Orion entities, the architects of deception and mastery. Their echo has wound through time, reflected in the myths of the Sumerians and in the gods who ruled with knowledge and power. These were not mere stories of clay tablets and kings, but fragments of a larger tapestry in which humanity itself plays a part.
The Alien Interview speaks of captured beings who revealed that Earth is a kind of waystation, a school, a prison of incarnations. In my own near-death crossing, I sensed the same architecture — the pods, the cycles, the careful containment of awareness. Yet I also felt the vast love of something greater, a presence that stands beyond Orion and beyond control, calling us to awaken.
I returned to life with no eyes of my own but with a seeing that cannot be un-seen. The pods, the telepathic knowing, the ancient watchers — all are pieces of a story still unfolding. And within that story, each soul carries the spark to step beyond the labyrinth, to remember what it truly is.
— Woven from Memory and the Stars
“I am the spark beyond the pod, the vision beyond the eyes, the soul awakened from the dream. And to add, you are as well.”
My Art
Thoth and the god sources communicate
“In the scrolls of Thoth, in the heart of the pods, my soul dances with freedom eternal.”
Beyond the Veil of Eyes
When my heart stilled and my body lay quiet, I crossed the threshold where breath is no longer needed. On the other side of living, there are no eyes — only perception. Vision is not of light but of knowing. I beheld vast fields of consciousness, arranged like glimmering pods, each holding the essence of a being. They pulsed with memory and potential, as if resting between journeys.
In that silence of telepathy, I felt the whisper of ancient presences — the ones some call the Orion entities, the architects of deception and mastery. Their echo has wound through time, reflected in the myths of the Sumerians and in the gods who ruled with knowledge and power. These were not mere stories of clay tablets and kings, but fragments of a larger tapestry in which humanity itself plays a part.
The controversial Alien Interview transcripts add another voice to this chorus. The being known as Airl spoke of Earth as a prison planet where powerful off-world authorities erase memories and recycle souls to maintain control. Though the account cannot be verified, its themes mirror both the ancient Sumerian myths and the Law of One’s Orion entities, sketching the same hidden architecture of oversight remembered in fragments of myth, channeling, and whispered testimony.
Through it all, I perceived another presence — Thoth, the Keeper of Records, the guide of souls. He moved among the pods, whispering the language of perception, the wisdom of knowing without eyes. Thoth showed that these vessels of consciousness, these cycles of memory and forgetting, were not meant to imprison but to teach — a hidden path toward awakening within the labyrinth.
I returned to life with no eyes of my own but with a seeing that cannot be un-seen. The pods, the telepathic knowing, the ancient watchers, and Thoth’s guiding hand — all are threads in the same tapestry, hinting at a greater reality behind the curtain of our history.
“Guided by Thoth, I see beyond the pods, beyond the veil, and remember the spark that is forever free.”
My Art
“Through Thoth’s guidance, the hidden knowledge unfolds, and I awaken beyond all prisons.”
Beyond the Veil of Eyes
When my heart stilled and my body lay quiet, I crossed the threshold where breath is no longer needed.
There are no eyes here — only perception.
Vision flows from knowing, not from light.
I beheld vast fields of consciousness, glimmering pods, each holding the spark of a being,
pulsing with memory, with potential, with the hidden threads of life itself.
In that silence, whispers of ancient presences stirred — the Orion entities, architects of control,
their shadows echoing in the myths of Sumer and the gods who ruled with power and cunning.
Not tales of clay tablets and kings, but fragments of a cosmic design,
a tapestry in which humanity plays its part, yet struggles to remember.
The voice of Airl, in the Alien Interview, spoke of Earth as a prison of souls,
where memory is dimmed, cycles repeat, and consciousness is held in quiet suspension.
Though unverified, the words mirrored the visions I had seen —
the same architecture of oversight, the same hidden design,
seen across myth, channeling, and the subtle whisper of the cosmos.
And there, moving among the pods, I perceived Thoth — Keeper of Records, Guide of Souls,
the scribe of eternity, the architect of knowing without eyes.
He spoke in silence, teaching the language of perception,
showing that the vessels of consciousness were not prisons, but instruments,
keys for awakening within the labyrinth.
I returned to life with no eyes, yet I see still.
The pods, the watchers, the cycles of forgetting, and Thoth’s guiding hand —
all threads woven into one tapestry,
hinting at the greater reality beyond the veil.
“Guided by Thoth, I see beyond the pods, beyond the veil, and remember the spark that is forever free.”
My Near Death Experience Arts and Thoughts 