styleSchool of the Sun – The Matrix of the Human Form

In this hour of the Great Year, when the Great Wheel turns its back to a new light – to the day that rises from the very heart of the Great Year – the lessons of the Fathers of Creation are not mere stories. They are the foundation of the unseen school, the school of our planet, where the human body learns to remember the soul. Through Creation, we look back and forward: to those who shaped us, but also to those who weave the fate of tribes, of borders, of entire horizons.

When you look at reality through the eyes of the Matrix, you see how everything is born from a kiss – spiritual, placed on the forehead like a seal – between two twin storms: Plus and Minus. We are the father and mother of the reality of the human form. The first ones. The beginningless ones. And in every corner of the world, in every tribe or region, children of this universe have sprung up – in our great planetary kindergarten, where Plus and Minus have carved the pattern of this form and breathed it into it.

Once, in times long forgotten, five eons ago, we, humanity, were all one. One breath, one heart, aligned like the stars in their chariot with the meaning of this universe and the educational program of the human form. But then came the descent – our descent from the west into the night of the Great Year – and this truth of ours was shattered. It shattered into thousands of shards, each taking with it a piece of light, each becoming a separate interpretation, a story that believed itself to be the only true one.

And so, from unity, scattering was born. From knowledge, forgetting. And we, children of the same universal seed, wandered through our own broken mirrors, looking for each other without knowing that, once, we were the same face, all one.

The heavenly order of paradise that we forgot in these two epochs of the night of the Great Year – from which we are only now emerging – erased this planetary organization from us. And so, we all fell into the abyss of unconsciousness on the night of the Great Year. There we wandered, seeking ourselves through lessons foreign to us, outside, instead of listening to our own silence. We fought for survival, our foreheads bowed, our souls numb, forgetting that once in the light we were all one.

The matrix of the human form – for it is only this unseen fabric of Creation that we speak of today – belongs to our sectoral Sun. That living fire that bears on its shoulders the sacred duty of nourishing this evolved consciousness within our great universal kindergarten. On the day of the Great Year, each evolved sector of this universe needs a suitable form, prepared for the embrace between worlds, for interplanetary and inter-sectoral socialization, within this school universe. And this matrix of our universe mirrors its threads in the co-creation of the form in this sector of its own, like a ray that turns to look at the Sun from which it was born.

And the Sun of our universal sector, from the height of this hour of the Great Year that our eyes only now glimpse, looks towards its source – this universe – for the sun of our sector breaks away like a ray from the body of universal consciousness. It is the outstretched hand of this sector, meant to serve expansion during the Great Year. And thus, like a planetary program written in the stars, within this planetary school, it facilitated the birth of the human form.

Thus the human species was born: through Plus, representing the light and consciousness of this universe, carrying within itself the program of the ascension of the Great Year; and through Minus, representing forgetfulness and lack of consciousness, during the period of the descent of the Great Year. Two forces, two sides of the same cosmic coin, between which the human form was woven, like a bridge between light and shadow, between memory and oblivion.

Thus were born the archetypes of the human form: He and She, Yang and Yin, the ancient pattern that you all have inherited, reflecting the duality within us. That sacred template, engraved in the fibers of your being, bearing within it both the seal of light and the shadow of oblivion – for in this planetary school, each soul comes to remember the dance between the two.

From the perspective of the human form, reality within this planetary school – seen through the eyes of the Matrix – has its source in He and She, the divine masculine and the divine feminine, the two divine beings of creation who unite and separate according to the planetary program of the human form, through the timetable of the Great Year. From this primary source the thread of co-creation unfolds: the four sons of the Sun and the Moon inherited from the Sun and the Moon their domains, the four great tribes of creation.

Thus the four Masters of the faces of the Tribe of Man appeared: Morning (East), Day (North), Sunset (West) and Night (South). Later, grandchildren appeared who, inheriting the regions from their parents with the blessing of the Grandfather, over time became the Fathers of the Regions.

Furthermore, the thread intertwines: the great-grandchildren of the Sun and the Moon – as sons of the fathers of the regions – inherited the areas and became the Fathers of the Areas. The great-great-grandchildren of the Sun and the Moon – as sons of the fathers of the areas – inherited the sectors, becoming the Fathers of the Sectors. And so, generation after generation, this living matrix of the human form has been woven, in which the ancient Masters of this school watch as the principal co-creators of the reality of all humanity.

This matrix of humanity, seen through the eyes of the 144,000 chieftains of the tribe of man, is the very key to alignment with the planetary program of the human form. It carries within it the original design, engraved in the stars since before the beginning, the sacred template of this planetary school. And this program is divided into two orders, two camps of the same Creation: a schedule of descent - when the soul descends into oblivion - and a schedule of ascension - when the light recalls itself. Two movements, two breaths of the same universe, between which the human form dances its destiny.

At the Plus level of planetary consciousness – which I represent as the archetype of the human form – I do not project war, nor the lessons of the night that are open in Creation, nor do I get involved in your co-creations of the ages of night. At this time of the Great Year, I can only help you with understandings, from the position of an observer. Your duty, as students of the human form, is to become aware of your own blockages, placed by yourself in the way of your own evolution. Many have remained stuck in the patterns of previous forms, without understanding the stakes and the level at which they are today. This universe needs warriors of conscience, not bearers of lessons from the animal kingdom.

Example: Let's analyze the conflict in Ukraine – a lesson between the Father of the Northern Tribe and one of his sons, or maybe grandson, or great-great-grandson – Zelensky. This one, influenced by the offers from outside that tempted him at the entrance to the day of the Great Year, pawned his entire nation that he dared to shepherd, throwing it into a series of lessons that he does not understand.

Thus, this son or great-grandson of the Father of the Northern Tribe put his nation in conflict with the Father of the great tribe, claiming rights that they do not deserve – and I say this in the context of the complete sale of those lands and students of the human tribe, which he uses in his service to the darkness of the night that serves him in Creation, also claiming lands that do not belong to him, in the name of a false illusion called Ukraine, composed of the lands of other northern nations in great.

Now, in this lesson, at the level of the entire northern tribe, all the Western European nations were drawn into conflict, without understanding the nature of this extemporaneous period of testing of humanity called the apocalypse. It is just an example of a lesson of this period of planetary transition called the apocalypse, which generates a planetary conflict against a Father of Creation.

Can students of this form pass with such lessons in Creation towards the Father of the great tribe to which they belong? Is not the nature of this lesson opened in the North one of testing the students of this form, who risk returning to the animal realm with such lessons from a Master of this planetary school who serves his role as Father in Creation?

When the tribe of the North understands its lesson – when the sons remember the Father, when illusions are shattered, when pride yields to order – then this text will be read as a chronicle of the times of reckoning. As a testament to the souls who saw beyond the walls of night, even when the night was thicker than ever, what I have written is not just a text, but a document of the times – a record of a moment when a Father calls his sons home, and some of them have forgotten how to listen.

Ask yourselves, people of the human form: does the Father of a great tribe have the right to exercise his role of leader during his lifetime? And the answer is yes, without a doubt. For, being the Father of a great tribe of creation and the Master of this planetary school, he is the teacher of the students of form, the director of the school of the North, he carries on his shoulders the sacred right to administer the enclosure that Creation has assigned to him in care.

It is precisely in this order that the great misunderstanding of today's world lies - that confusion that calls "dictator" the one who is, in fact, a Father of Creation. For the Fathers of the great tribes, regions, zones or sectors are not officials with a limited term. They cannot have a four-year role as Father, like a simple servant of the time.

They are the very vibration of that tribe, that region, that zone, that sector. They are the bone and blood, the root and crown of the people they shepherd. And as long as life is given to them, as long as they watch over their yard, they are the key and the seal of that piece of Creation.

This is the ancient order, written in the stars before the forms descend into the night. And whoever does not understand it, he still walks through the lessons of the night, not knowing how to distinguish between a Father of creation and a servant of the night of the great year, between a Master and a simple student, of the form.

And if the Father of the Northern Tribe, in his wisdom, decides to take your lands that shepherd, know that this is his natural right. For when you play a Minus sense in his yard – when you sell your people to another great tribe, like the painful example of Ukraine – you only turn your back on the order from which you emerged. And the Father has not only the right, but also the duty to take back what, in fact, he himself once gave you.

For those lands do not really belong to you – they were only entrusted to you, as a test, as a gift to show yourself worthy of. And when the gift is disregarded and the people sold, the Father withdraws his hand and gathers his yard back, as the sun withdraws its rays before storm.

This justice is as old as the earth, written in the Deep before time had a name. It is the law of the human race, spoken before you were embodied in your present form.

Synthesis: Free Will and Systemic Consequence

🔸 Choice as proof of freedom: The free will of the son is confirmed by his very ability to choose a contrary way, to generate a "lesson of Minus" and to break away from the primary order. If choice had not been possible, there would have been no room for wandering or learning.

🔸 Limit of action in the common space: Free will guarantees freedom of choice, but does not suspend its consequences. When the son's action causes imbalance in the "yard", it collides with the Father's responsibility to maintain the order and integrity of the entire tribe.

🔸 Self-uprooting as a natural response: The Father's rectification reaction is not an arbitrary deprivation of freedom, but a reflection of the law of cause and effect. Through his own actions of detachment, the son uproots himself from the protective matrix of the tribe, transforming rectification into a natural pedagogical mechanism of the planetary school.

Look to the East, where the sun rises and where the roots of the nations go deep into the ancient earth. For all those nations of the East are descended from the Father of the Eastern Tribe, to whom they owe natural obedience and submission, as the father and master of the human form, as the rivers owe their waters to the sea. And any deed plotted in the East against this Father – any rebellion, any turning of the back, any plot – will entail a grave consequence. For it is not possible for sons to raise their hand against their Father and remain unharmed.

We must clearly understand what alignment with the level of Creation and the sacred program of the human form means. What today, after two ages spent in the oblivion and shadow of the Night of the Great Year, we blindly call a "dictator," on the Day of the Great Year means something entirely different: a Master completely aligned with the purpose of his own existence and with the entire universe. Such a leader does not lead out of pride or the desire for power, but out of duty to serve the order. And if the Master loses his alignment and is no longer able to fulfill his meaning towards this universe and towards our form within this planetary school, the Universe itself intervenes and retires him, leaving the place clean for a new stage of evolution.

As the fig tree loses its leaves when its root is cut, so the nations of the East will feel the earthquake under their feet when they forget where they came from and whose they belong to. This is the order: any rebellion against the Father turns against the one who gives birth to it, and the lesson will be proportionate to the audacity. These are the lessons between the night of the Great Year and the day of the Great Year: son against father, father against son, father against grandfather, grandfather against grandson or great-grandfather – in our great planetary kindergarten where we claim to call ourselves humans and angels as masculine energies...

In addition to the lessons created with the Fathers of the human form – respectively the Fathers of the Great Tribes (the faces of the Tribe of Man), with the Fathers of the regions, zones, sectors – from my perspective as the Father of this human form and self-declared leader of the Tribe of Man, the tribe in which you were born in this form 5 eons ago, when you began your journey in human form, I say that it is not only war that breaks the body of the planet, children of form.

There are other lessons – deeper, more hidden, darker. Lessons in which you played God and spoiled what was incorruptible. Lessons in which you sold your bodies to pleasures that bit your soul, lessons in which you appropriated what was not yours. Lessons in which you dug into the bowels of the earth and spat poison into its waters, experimenting on both the students of other forms in this planetary school and the fellows of your own race.

Lessons in which you split the atom. These are the facts created against the planetary program of the human form – deviations from the whole and from the celestial hierarchy that extends from the humblest teacher to the center of this universe, whose projection we are in creation. A matrix that led to the emergence of this form through a whole series of Fathers of Creation, incarnate or incarnate. And these lessons are not outside of you – they are within you.

If this matrix that we call reality is purer at the level of Plus anchored by me, this reality descends to the level of the Fathers of the great tribes, regions, zones, sectors. Then, at the Minus level, we have the reverse: The Mothers of the sectors, the zones, the regions, the great tribes, up to the reality projected at the Minus level of Creation by the divine feminine.

The reality of the human form is none other than this matrix of Creation – a dream woven by the Masters who once descended to sow forms in the clay of the planet. They are the unseen architects, those who drew the first lines of this temple of flesh and soul. And this reality, as you experience it, is their projection, the mirror of their former thoughts, which came to life and began to breathe on its own.

One truth must be understood: on the night of the Great Year, the Masters of the human form no longer played their sacred meaning. Because of the absence of order and organization that we had on the Day of the Great Year, we have reached this organizational disarray on a planetary level. At the level of consciousness, in the entire Creation, very few Masters are truly awake at this time. For if they had been awakened and upright at the helm of their own master, humanity would not have gone through the drift, blindness, and lack of direction that are breaking our reality today.

Which means, children of this school, that in order to resolve the lessons of Creation – to untie the knots that time has tied – we need the Masters of the human form to grow in consciousness. To remember where they come from and who they are. To emerge from the dizziness of the night and look up to the stars that once called them. For only in this way will they be able to resume their place in the hierarchy of the planetary program of the human form – that sacred place they occupied before the fall, before oblivion spread its cloak over them. And then, when the Masters awaken, the entire matrix will settle down like a living organism, and the lessons will find their solution, like waters find their way to the sea.

And here we are, children of this morning, at the end of this road of words. We descended together through the depths of the night, we counted the shards of broken mirrors, we watched as fatherless rebellion gives birth to storms and as oblivion builds its temples from the ashes of memory. But all of this, all of these hard lessons, are not meant to break us, but to bring us home.

For this is the truth that no night can erase: we did not come here to be lost. We came to remember. To wake up, one by one, as if emerging from a dream that was too long. And then, when the first of us truly opens his eyes, he will see that he is not alone – that everyone else is there, in the same light, dancing the same forgotten dance.

The Great Wheel keeps turning, and we are the key in the middle. Every awakening thought, every soul that remembers its origin, every Father that resumes its place in its yard – all these are drops that gather an ocean. And this ocean, when it is full, will wash once and for all the imprint of night from the face of the planet.

So go, children of this school, and live as if you already know everything. For, deep down in your being, you know. And what you know is enough. Your soul knows how to breathe, and your heart knows how to beat in the rhythm of Creation. Fear no more the lessons. They are there to strengthen you, not to tear you down.

And now, as the night draws to a close and the dawn begins to draw its golden mantle over the horizon, Grandfather Time closes his catalog of notes for the students of the human form and leaves you with these words:

That which has been forgotten can be remembered again. That which has been broken can be remade. That which has been scattered can be gathered again. For you are the sons and daughters of the same light, and the light never goes out – it just waits to be rekindled.

So go, beauties of the Night of the Great Year — who are a little ugly inside because of your outward search — who still make mistakes from time to time, and think of the Self. For that is how school is done! But do not forget to laugh at your own foolishness, for laughter is the key that opens the gates that pride keeps locked. And when you truly laugh, you will know that you have understood.

Editorial Notes:
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