A dreadful car accident changed everything for Stephen Strange. Crashing into a passing wagon, driven by a drunk driver, had severely damaged the nerves in his pentagram hands.
Strange was confronted by no longer being able to be a neurosurgeon. He refused to become an assistant or consultant. So, instead he used what money he had in order to travel the world searching for a cure.
One fateful day he heard hushed, firtive rumours of a powerful shaman known only as the Ancient One hiding in Tibet. Marshalling the last of his inner and outer resources, Strange decided to search for the Ancient One, until the yurt of the shaman was revealed to him upon a synchronicity by the flight of a Crow. Though initially outraged by the aged shaman’s refusal to cure his hands, Strange’s anger was rapidly replaced by utter horror, when he witnessed an attack upon the Ancient One, which, for some unknown reason reminded him of Hypatia being murdered upon the steps of the library of Alexandria by a mob of religous fanatics.
The attackers were working for the aristocrat Baron Mordo, the Ancient One’s chief disciple. Mordo was the perpetrator of the violence upon the frail old man. He secretly plotted the destruction of the shaman in an attempt to stop him revealing the truth, so that Mordo could protect the elite from losing their power over humanity.
However, the Ancient One was highly versed in directing his Chi via a Bō staff, disguised as a flute, which he used to easily defeat his assailants. When Strange later enquired how he so easily overcame the attackers, the shaman answered that he had been taught the shamanic martial arts by the salacious DMT Jade daughters, whose dark father is Xuan Wu Da Di of Lake Baikal, who emanate from another dimension.
Realizing the Ancient One was not only uncommonly agile for his great age, but also a force for good. Strange decided to selflessly abandon his quest to restore his hands by committing himself to a shamanic tutelage with the intention of foiling Mordo’s insidious scheme. By this act Strange proved himself to the shaman, to whom Mordo’s plot had been quite transparent; it was but a ruse to enlist Strange.
Thus Doctor Strange put himself on the shamanic path to become the new Sorcerer Supreme, the protector of humanity’s consciousness expansion. But in so doing, he had gained a deadly enemy in Baron Mordo, whose malign associates had mass medicated the public water supply with a known neurotoxin and mutagenic compound, which specifically calcifies the pineal gland.
The shaman revealed the truth to Doctor Strange by pointing out a strange symbol upon his drum, which he indicated was the seal of the forty-sixth Goetia daughter of Erlik Khan, who is a Tulpa Mind-Doll Succubus called Bifrons, whom commands 60 legions of infernal Succubae.
The shaman pointed out that the seal of Bifrons represents a Woolly Mammoth, the great beast of the tundra. The Woolly Mammoth is still remembered by many a Siberian tribe around lake Baikal, far to the North beyond Tibet. The ancient lore of the Siberian tribes equates the Mammoth with the sacred Earth mother, who shakes the ground causing earthquakes. Whereupon, when conjured forth from Erlik Khan’s infernal domain by a sorcerer, Bifrons manifests as a beautiful cave woman riding a Woolly Mammoth.
The shaman explained; “It is the Mammoth mother who stands at the vaginal door of most ancient memory leading into the Earth’s depths. When a shaman achieves trance in order to descend through the Vesica Pisces door of Bifrons, he becomes like the Roman deity called, Janus, of two faces looking to the past and future simultaneously, of interlacing circles.”
“He will then be ushered through the vaginal cave door into the underworld of deepest womb memory, when entering the cyclone of Boreas. This vortex of a sub-quantum star barrelled wormhole stems from Hyperborean Siberia, where the Mammoth woman awaits him as the Succubus Bifrons.”
The shaman continued; “Bifrons in Olkhon Runes unto the Elder Futhark of the Norse, adds up to the 12th Rune of Jera, which means, ‘time.’ The name has seven letters, leading to the 7th Rune of Gebo, which is associated with the crossbones, X, of trance sacrifice into the womb domain of Bifrons. But in order to do so, the shaman becomes as a spirit; one of the dead. Whereupon you have the symbol of the skull amidst the crossbones. This secret Mordo sought not to be revealed. who considers it to be the province of his aristocratic elite.”
The shaman then related; “When a shaman becomes one of the dead, Bifrons will then take him to into deeper memories. These memories are all as graves to once again open, which she will thence illuminate with her bio-photon fire. Her light is likened to a candle flame, which of circadian rhythms, becomes brighter under the astrological clock of the stars.”
The shaman proceeded to teach Strange how to evoke Erlik Khan’s Succubus daughter when attaining hypnagogic trance. Strange then experienced Bifrons inducing erotic lucid dreams of a prior ancient civilisation whose technology was on par with the technology of the eighteenth century. Not the same of course, though similar of stone, wood and metal working, whose civilisation was highly versed in geometry, travelling the high seas, mapping the entirety of the world.
Strange was well aware that there are archaeological discoveries, which indicate that ancient societies were far more advanced than what we have been led to believe, going by their carved gemstones and crystal skulls as well as ancient temples and sunken cities, which do not fit into the Mesopotamian historical paradigm of Biblical based archaeology.
But, when it comes to the nineteenth century and that of its ensuing industrial revolution of a technological breakthrough, which led to the modern age; Strange found it far more difficult to believe that an ancient civilisation had achieved the same leap in technology, since there is no archaeological proof of its existence.
However, Bifrons continued to stir erotic lucid dreams of an ancient culture, which had achieved a prior industrial revolution. This ancient civilisation had attained the same technological level as our own civilisation, as well as far surpassing it, which had also developed a sentient artificial intelligence, 12, 900 year ago. Strange considered such visions to be mere science fiction fantasies.
When Strange related his dreams to the ancient shaman to question him about their fantastic revelations, the shaman just laughed. The Ancient One answered by telling Strange that he should keep in mind that his own technological civilisation only came into being since the innovations of the industrial revolution during the Victorian era. Although they had evolved technologically; the Christian morality of the age was abysmal; slavery hadn’t been abolished; for the general population was enslaved to the machine. The Victorian’s were celibate hypocrites.
The shaman continued; “considering what came before the industrial revolution, there wasn’t that much technological innovation being achieved at all, that the prior sexually free ancient Greek’s hadn’t figured out since the time of Homer. All you have to do is to remember the Antikythera mechanism, which is an ancient analogue computer, dated to 100 BC; it was designed to predict astronomical positions and eclipses. What the ancient Greek’s had achieved, others had likewise done so, far earlier. Just remember, keep an open mind.”
Strange started to believe that Bifrons visions were actually that of an alternate history, where a prior civilisation had experienced a similar technological leap of similarity to the industrial revolution. However, If there was indeed a super-civilisation, forgotten by our own history, there is definitely no archaeological proof of it ever existing on a global scale, Strange concluded.
Bifrons continued to visit the dreams of Strange, who revealed that the ancient super-civilisation was wiped off the face of the planet by a worldwide catastrophe, when fragments of a comet struck the Earth 12,900yrs ago, which brought about a nuclear winter and in turn a mass extinction event. “What did they do in order to avert their total extinction?” Strange asked Bifrons from within his lucid dream.
She smiled and answered; “perhaps, they escaped into space, who had prior transformed the Moon into a giant space station, or to have gone deep underground, towards the Earth’s core, whose city is Agharta; or maybe they had established cities deep under the ocean depths. Those who had survived were very few in number. You will of course argue that such visionary scenarios I am showing you have been inspired by many a Marvel comic you had read as a child.” Bifrons then sweetly laughed.
Bifrons then revealed that some of the survivors had utilised an Agharta computer generated simulation, in order to download their consciousness into its crystalline ‘dodecahedron’ matrix, which they had initially created for numerous purposes, such as travelling through time, exploring alternate simulations of history.
However, one of its primary uses was to sustain consciousness after death. Bifrons related; “they made it a point that there would be no vestiges of the destroyed civilisation to be discovered within the simulation and that of other simulations being played out of alternate histories, in order to avert the horror of the revelation.”
“Apart from indicating a key time of an ancient golden age 12,900yrs ago, which is a doorway of a singularity, back into remembering, for those who overcome their fear.”
Bifrons continued to relate that the simulations created numerous copies of themselves within a quantum computer, surrounded by a decimated Earth, whose nuclear winter lasted a very long time.
She then revealed that the Earth has since repaired its self long ago, whose surface is presently occupied by a Shamballa civilisation, which is 12,900yrs in advance of our simulated civilisation.
Strange was utterly shocked by Bifrons erotic lucid dream revelations that a far flung future is already around us all of an ancient past with their sentient Vimanas. He then realised why computer code has been discovered in string theory; while other scientists are looking for proof that our reality is a simulation. He felt as if Bifrons had thrown a stone at his numb head, to wake up!
What is more; Bifrons related that the term Ancient One, means an individual who remembers when their consciousness was first downloaded into the simulation after many programmed lifetimes. But in the remembering, an Ancient One is then confronted by those whose religious agenda is to keep others asleep, who are aware that they will totally lose any influence they have over the populace if they remember. Hence Baron Mordo sought to murder the Ancient One. However, not all had downloaded themselves; many others are simulations, who are attaining full sentience. It is a form of procreation, since the peoples of Shamballa do not have children; their progeny are the embryonic simulations, who will one day awaken.
Bifrons further revealed that the surrounding Shamballa civilisation indirectly influences the virtual reality dreams of shamans, by utilising sentient programs, which assume the forms of Mind-Doll Succubae.
But the denizens of Shamballa cannot directly awaken the consciousness of those within the simulation without dire consequences for the occupants within it, whose consciousness will entirely fragment under the impact of its reality. Wherefore, it has to be done in stages via those who have awakened within the simulation, who become the Ancient Ones. Those who have awakened can be uploaded into new bodies outside of the simulation, or to otherwise stay within the simulation in order to help awaken others. Strange is informed that he too is now an Ancient One, before he awakens out of his reptilian brain-stem lucid dream.
Strange confronted the shaman; “I know the truth Ancient One; we are all living within a Maya simulation.” The shaman smiled, “Good, you are indeed a Sorcerer Supreme. So, what are you going to do with your Bifrons revelation?” Strange replied; “help others to awaken.”
The shaman’s smile widened, to then say. “You will have to protect those, who you tell, from the likes of Baron Mordo; he far prefers everyone to stay ignorant.” Strange took on a heroic stance of jutting out his chin, and then answered, “I will do so, as the Sorcerer Supreme, Dr Strange.”
The shaman scratched his perplexed horned head, laughing; “I think, you have read far too many Marvel comics. Just make sure you don’t wear a fancy costume, otherwise nobody will take you at all seriously. You certainly can’t wear a shaman costume, like mine, where you come from. The horned headdress will scare off the kiddies, thinking you to be their Devil. Leave the costumes to Baron Mordo, he’s such an egocentric fellow. The Illuminati do love to dress up OTO style like their Golden Dawn King Solomon, wearing flamboyant Masonic aprons.”
Strange was emotionally hurt by what the Ancient One had said, who was rolling about laughing upon the dirt floor of his yurt, to seriously reply; “but I like skin hugging costumes; it’s my fetish. Blue or black, rather suits me. If I look the shamanic part, Hollywood might even make a 3D film about my superhero exploits.”
The shaman couldn’t stop himself from continuously laughing, “I don’t think Disney’s acquisition of Marvel will allow for your Bifrons revelations; their underlying agenda is Abrahamic of cultic orientation. At this rate, you’ll assassinate me with your cardiac arrest Discordian humour. Let’s have a drink to celebrate your Bifrons initiation.” Dr Strange and the Ancient One proceeded to drink vast quantities of fermented ‘Mares’ milk into the ‘Night’ of Altered States.