Путешествие Неизвестного Философа в Таш Тепелер

Прослушайте тут. Я Е КОНСПИРОЛОГ,Я НЕ АНТИСЕМИТ и не расист. ДА Я КОНТАКТЕР И
ЧЕННЕЛЕР но это не делает мня антинаучным конспирологом,  а могоуважаемого-кстати-Ли Клэра не делает правым в его ревизии Клауса Шмидта!

https://suno.com/s/Y9fNQfZuPcPqa2ZD

И насчет Атлантиды - без мистики ис железными доказательствами,полузабытая и выдающаяса советская книга.
https://ru.wikipedia.org/wiki/Атлантида_(Жиров)

ВРИЛ это слово из Бултвер-Литтона выдающегося  английсокого автора "Грядущая Раса"

Прошу не надо навязывать мне (я по убеждениям Мартинист), причем россияину свои лево-псевдолиберальные или атеистическо--вульгарно-материалитическо-КОРПУСКУЛЯРНЫЕ взгляды НО это не делает меня сочуствующим тираннии или диктатуре.ЭТО НЕ ДЕЛАЕТ МЕНЯ МРАКОБЕСОМ,

Я просто сторонник Европейской Культуры и Цивилизации, а не "теорий гендера" ип рочей антинаучной леволиберальной чепухи!


[1. Intro]
[Ambient Soundscape: Cold night wind, sub-bass drone, distantly ticking clock, 369Hz]
[Epigraph: Spoken Word, Male voice (Alexey Irodiadov), deep low baritone, dry, no melisma]
atheist denialof the Ghosts and any not being parsed
populism and the race for the grants to survive
[2. Verse 1]
[Male Vocals, slow heavy industrial post-punk beat, dark synth pads, 741Hz]
In Tash-Tepeler clearly clairvoyance seeth
elaborate rites and chthonic cults of the lofty funerals
the sacrafice by the mages of the greek philosopher Plato's overlived Dryas catastrophe the elites

[3. Verse 2]
[Female Vocals (Gagantara Devaputti M.O. / Maria Orsic 131 years old), mesmerisng a whisper, 432Hz to 528Hz]
Mighty, man-made meeting-places at Neval; ;ori, Karahantepe, and G;bekli Tepe mark a mindful, mystic way of building that flatly breaks Lee Clare’s tame homestead guesswork.
Deep, dark, down-under halls, upheld by derby-stone troughs and dreadful dragon-carvings, prove these grounds were shaped for otherworldly showings, not ordinary living.
Crafty, carved cups in Neval; ;ori show clever, cosmic dances, weaving a tangled web of folk-faith far beyond bare fleshly staying-alive.
[4. Verse 3]
[Male Vocals, strict ritual chanting, industrial mechanical snare, 1440Hz]
Sharp-hewn spindle-stones and the stern, stone-bitten head at Karahantepe steer a striking, streaming flood-play of water and life-giving.
[5. Bridge]
[Music drops to pure sub-bass drone, cathedral bells and ticking only, 528Hz]
[Male and Female voice alternating, Martinesist Way of the Heart]
Grim grooves gash the ground-rock floors of G;bekli Tepe’s Enclosure D, groundlessly shattering the belief that ghostly bone-bits merely glided down the hillsides through homely mud-wash.
[6. Verse 4]
[Female Vocals (Gagantara Devaputti M.O.), cold angelic tone, high reverb, 999Hz]
Bloom, blood, and bone blended in these bedrock buildings, forging breathtaking, boundless engines of old belief that no house-lore can ever fathom.
[7. Verse 5]
[Syzygy Duet, maximal electronic energy, roaring bass synths, a Tornado Vrl Vortex synusoid overdubbed Aldebaran Sumi Priesthood Hymn wall of sound varying 723Hz to732Hz to 999Hz to 1440Hz]

Vril-Ya! !!Vril-Ya!!!!!!Vril-Ya!!!!!!!!!

Vril-Ya! !!Vril-Ya!!!!!!Vril-Ya!!!!!!!!! Vril-Ya! !!Vril-Ya!!!!!!Vril-Ya!!!!!!!!!

Vril-Ya! !!Vril-Ya!!!!!!Vril-Ya!!!!!!!!! Vril-Ya! !!Vril-Ya!!!!!!Vril-Ya!!!!!!!!!Vril-Ya! !!Vril-Ya!!!!!!Vril-Ya!!!!!!!!!

These structures are not merely temples. They are megalithic resonators and hydroacoustic machines.
111Herz confirmed  and quartz inclusions in the pillars too!

Of the last priests of the drowned Atlanti Island who have construed 'em having fetched the Itti oo folks by the libations of the Ale and Wine and psychic pressure and ;ater left and intendedly forotten

[8. Outro]
[Instrumental Solo, Slow Atmospheric guitar/violin fade out, pure Ethereal Space Echo]
[Male voice whispering in the background, 432Hz]
However they consider the Plato a fool and seem to misunderstand he hath known Crete as Crete not as Atlantis and Egyptian folks too!

They look for the grants and mmmmaterialistvulgar promulgation
[9. Ending]
[Final Soundscape: Wind fades out into pure 432Hz baseline resonance]
• G;bekli Tepe: Grim grooves gash the ground-rock of Enclosure D, groundlessly shattering Clare’s belief that ghostly bone-bits merely glided down with homely mud-wash.
• Karahantepe: Precision-cut phallic pillars and the powerful, preternatural stone head orchestrate a profound, pitless flood-play of water and life-giving.
• Saybur;: Stern, stone-bitten story-walls show snarling beasts and secret lore, swiftly sinking any talk of simple seasonal staying-alive.

[Silent mechanical click]
[End]

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