I understand that my meaning is to guide all creation towards alignment with the program of the era we have entered, but I too am going through life lessons, the same life that in other eras was represented by the divine feminine. I, for one, do not support the dark lessons that are unfolding today through creation, but I am also, like you, in life lessons. My lessons are related to our plantary family. Initially I did not want to speak about the experiences I am going through as a representative of the male collective, but today I will speak about the medical system in general.
We all have health lessons, some inherited from our parents, some created by ourselves in this life. We all go through misunderstood illnesses. But the current medical system – having reached from Hell (the night of the Great Year) to Heaven (the day of the Great Year) – is at the end of its existence and requires a total reinvention. And obviously I do not say this to affect anyone or cause chaos in creation.
Today I talk about my current experiences and the reason why I have not written anything lately.
For about 3 weeks or so, my father in this life (one of my sons in others) – an old master of this planetary school, who plays alongside me through time in creation – was hospitalized for a foot infection, as a result of a curettage performed by a doctor from Cantacuzino spital. That doctor apparently did not prescribe any antibiotics, which triggered a serious infection that later affected his speech and breathing, leading to his hospitalization in extremely serious condition.
Initially he was taken to Sandor (a private hospital) for tests. But the tests came out very badly: total anemia, infection, two bacteria in the blood, etc. Due to the exorbitant prices, we could not admit him there and he was sent to Floreasca Emergency Hospital for dilemmas with a heart valve. From Floreasca, after a day, they sent him to Matei Bals Hospital, where he was hospitalized for almost 2 weeks, being treated for bacteria and for the foot infection. But, being diabetic, they had to take him to Cantacuzino Hospital several times by ambulance for foot care.
As the days passed, the condition of his foot visibly worsened. Although he was taken to Cantacuzino several times – where they initially amputated one of his toes – apparently the infection spread and they had to cut the skin of his foot, where they found the infection and cleaned it. Thus, they had to move him to Cantacuzino altogether, for observation and treatment.
About 3 days after moving to Cantacuzino Hospital, they put him in surgery on 05.06.2026 to clean his leg again (where they had made the incision previously). But my father woke up with his leg amputated below the knee, without anyone asking him anything. He was told that his life had been saved, that he had septicemia.
On 10.06.2026 he was discharged from hospital. I, for one, waited for him at his home, where the ambulance arrived – without medical personnel, being just the ambulance driver. In the ambulance, I noticed that there was blood on the stretcher and that blood was dripping from his leg. I asked him why he was bleeding and he told me that they changed his bandages at the hospital, before sending him home, twice. After the first change of bandages, he was still bleeding and they had to change his bandage again.
At the second bandage change, they apparently tightened the bandage very tightly, and the patient was in the ambulance in extreme pain. And even though they changed the bandage, he was still bleeding.
I carried him upstairs, and when I got to the house, blood was continuously flowing from his leg. I put his leg up, positioned on pillows, put a belt on it, like a tourniquet, but I couldn't find anything to give him for the pain. So, I looked for a nurse who was kind enough to come to my father's house. She arrived in about 40 minutes, during which time even more blood was flowing from his leg.
As soon as the nurse arrived, she gave him an injection and called an ambulance, it being a pretty serious situation. Although I went to the pharmacy to look for something for the pain, they only give it with a prescription. So, I had nothing to take for the pain except what is available without a prescription and 2 vials of calcium ( gluconate i think ) to stop the bleeding.
As soon as I got to him, the ambulance arrived – a nurse and the driver. The very professional nurse from the ambulance took his blood pressure and noticed that it was very low. My father had already lost a lot of blood – I mean, I collected a garbage bag full of bandages and compresses. So, she thought that he couldn't be moved in the wheelchair to the car, because he might faint and bleed even more if his leg was in a normal sitting position.
The emergency nurse from ambulance talked to the dispatcher and they sent another ambulance to transport the patient – my father – on a stretcher to the emergency room, for re-hospitalization. The nurse who had initially come to help us talked at Cantacuzino and they talked to the emergency nurse to take him back to Cantacuzino.
I was asked by the ambulance guys how much blood he had lost (estimated). I told them maybe around 1 liter. I showed them the garbage bag full of bandages and I had some in the trash can.
They didn't want to let me go with him. After I put him in the ambulance, I didn't hear anything from him.
Although the nurse from the ambulance had written my phone number on his sheet and told the people from the second ambulance that my number was on his discharge sheet, I didn't get a call until the evening – from my father's wife – who told me that he had arrived at Cantacuzino and that he was in the same bed.
At the hospital, when he arrived, he filled a pillow with blood. Later, they put him in surgery and intensive care until the morning because he was feeling very bad, where a lady anesthesiologist took care of him until the morning.
Today I went to see him again. He looks better, but the trauma and experience he went through remains.
Obviously, I am not writing this article to take on the students of this form and I am not taking on anyone personally. I am taking on the chaos and speaking for myself, as usual, being the original critic of creation.
This audit is not designed to destroy, but to point the finger at the hole in the ship, not at the passengers. It is an audit of the structure, not of the people. Because the people are caught in the same sick machine.
The 7 design flaws of the system
- No unified database – hospitals do not see the patient's history. My father was treated for bacteria in the blood, even though he had a foot infection. Matei Bals did not know what Cantacuzino was doing.
- Discharge based on free beds, not on the patient's condition – 5 days after an amputation in a diabetic, discharge is a slow death sentence.
- Sparse stitches (2 cm apart) in an amputation – what I saw personally, while I was holding his leg with the ambulance nurse. I even put on glasses to see better. It doesn't seem normal to me.
- Zero post-operative analgesia at home – the patient goes home in maximum pain. No plan. Nothing.
For a master of this planetary school, to be operated on by students of this form who come from Hell – it is a real nightmare, I am not generalizing and I am not saying that they are not good doctors, and I am not saying this necessarily from my father's perspective, as well as mine and from my medical experiences with students of this form.
I, for one, went through a nightmare with my teeth, a nightmare I've been in since 2010: I have over 40 dental surgeries, implants removed live without anesthesia, crazy curettages, crazy teeth pulled out, a nerve on my lower left side cut - which also affected my speech, since my entire lower left side is numb, my immunity, etc.
I, as the Emperor of the Morning at this hour of the Great Year, i can't eat properly, the dental work on my implants fell out, and if I eat on the right side where I have only one good tooth, food gets between my dental crowns and I get an abscess. – due to the repeated mistakes of some doctors.
I had a few dental surgeries at a private medical school, so they could make my implants cheaper, where the dentist who had been taking care of me since 2015 taught, later in 2019 she refused to see me again when I told her that I didn't consider the series of mistakes normal - after the cutting of my nerve by another colleague of hers. The refusal came as a result of her fear of taking care of me anymore, after:
- removed 2 implants while I was alive,
- cut 10 teeth for dental crowns, then realized that she had to remove the nerves in all my teeth, because she cut too much of them, which led to periodontitis and pain in the lower teeth on which the crowns were placed in a hurry, and to the deterioration of my mental health.
- he did implants next to an infected tooth.
- he did curettage under the tooth in which he destroyed my bone,
- crowns placed with spaces, which led to continuous abscesses and gum curettage.
- and others for about 4-5 years that left a deep mark on me.
Thus, I consider the experiences of the masters of this planetary school with the doctoral students from Hell to be a real nightmare. Especially when the doctors are girls – because, although as doctors they anchor themselves in the “plus” level of consciousness, they cannot reach the maximum level of plus, but only somewhere halfway to this level.
Girls anchor themselves natively in the feminine collective, and at this time of the Great Year, the feminine collective is still at 0% consciousness.
I would like to mention that I did not intervene anywhere in this case with my father – especially since I have been isolated for a long time and I did not turn to anyone because it does not seem normal to me to turn to anyone, although I know the current temporary minister and he helped me in the past with my father, when he was involved in a car accident as a passenger in 2010. Then I was approached by the doctors from Floreasca, who asked me in 2010: 150 euros for a screw (I don't remember how many screws, like about 12) and 3000 euros for two fixators that were their personal property, not the hospital's, although my father was at triage with protruding bones and completely white, where he had been sitting for 6 hours without anyone noticing him.
I, for one, understand how to heal and how to close the lessons of humanity on a collective level, for all of creation. But I am not a doctor. I did not study medicine, but the school of mysteries. Therefore, I do not have the knowledge necessary to help anyone medically at this time of the Great Year; and I am not here to perform miracles, but to judge what goes forward and what does not in creation, having a profound meaning linked more to death than to life – the latter being represented, in other times long gone, by the divine feminine.
From my personal perspective, what is practiced as medicine today is a medicine without conscience – a medicine in which, if you do not have money, relationships, or some function through the system, you are condemned to enter into other lessons that you do not expect. A medicine that does not involve any level of consciousness. A medicine that does not serve humanity, but the system – that is, the divisions of the Night.
Now, when I think about what medical system we have throughout the Southern Tribe, the Western Tribe, the Northern Tribe and the Eastern Tribe – it blows my mind. And I say this from the role of Chief of the Tribe of Man, after the end of the Night of the Great Year. What we have in creation today as medicine is a system that does not really save lives, but on the contrary, generates trauma and hard lessons for everyone involved: both for patients and for doctors who, instead of serving their meaning in creation for their evolution in consciousness, do it more for money. They are absurd lessons, which do not evolve anyone in consciousness, but rather lock the being in suffering and everyone involved in negative lessons.
Hippocratic Oath(orHippocratis iusiurandum)
- Principle of non-harm (Primum non nocere):Before doing good, the doctor undertakes not to do harm patient. Not to use his knowledge to destroy or harm life.
- Absolute devotion to life:The doctor swears to exercise his profession with conscience and dignity, having as absolute priority the health and life of the patient.
- Professional secret (Confidentiality):Everything that the doctor sees or hears during treatment and which should not be disclosed shall be kept in the deepest secrecy.
- Impartiality and equality:To treat the sick regardless of their social status, religion, nationality, gender or political orientation, putting the person on the stretcher above any external difference.
- Respect for mentors and colleagues:In the original text, there was a sacred obligation to respect those who taught you the art of medicine and to pass on the knowledge to new generations without hidden financial obligations.
The health of my patients will be my first concern...
If we think about the tuition fees for medicine and the fact that many of the students who enter this sistem are motivated strictly by financial aspects, not from the perspective of conscience and service to the Whole, we understand the current collapse. This fragmented medical system – divided into thousands of departments, hospitals, regions and states, laws, etc. – has become a structure that caps us and lowers our consciousness, instead of evolving us as a planetary family.
Now, from my personal perspective: Elderly patients are treated pretty badly. There is no respect for old age. And if you have no relationships and no money, you enter a series of incredible lessons – due to the entire medical system, which has nothing to do with humanity and the main purpose of existence (consciousness) within this form.
We are in a planetary school of consciousness, all of us being one planetary family – divided only by the night of the Great Year, that is, the two epochs of Hell from which we stepped into Heaven in (the day of the Great Year) on 03/26/2026.
I believe that this Hippocratic Oath is from other ages, because it does not seem to be understood at this time of the Great Year by the students of this form who practice medicine today.
We are all one family. The patients are part of our family – the family of the Tribe of Man. We are all related. For all students of this form are drawn from the 144,000 masters, who in turn are drawn from the masters of the 4 great tribes of the Earth – East, North, West, South – who in turn are drawn from the Sun and Moon, the archetypes of this form and the key or genetic identity that allows students from other forms to incarnate within this form.
Conclusion of the audit (spoken as Emperor, not as an accuser)
I did not write this audit to shame nurses or doctors. They are caught in the same nightmare as we are. I wrote to show that the machine is badly designed – and that anyone who enters it, whether patient or doctor, will be harmed in some way, physically or spiritually.
The only way out is not necessarily to blame humans. It is to rewrite the design of the system from scratch. And I have already started to do that in a planetary project related to medicine, which I will post after this audit.
Thank you to those involved, especially the nurse who came to my father's house, as well as the ambulance nurse; through their professionalism and compassion, they created a plus lesson for both themselves and their male halves. Thus, they climbed another step in consciousness through their pure service to the Whole.
Editorial Notes:
This article is a living document currently in development. While automated translation provides accessibility, nuanced concepts may require consultation of the original Romanian/ Dacian version for full philosophical precision.
