ignorance

 When the Ancestor Beings created us, they left behind a book.
The book contained the schematics of the multiverse, the universe, and US.
We, as individuals, are created by the same forces, in the same way.
As soon as they left, certain devious bastards tore the book apart.
These traitors took the pieces, hid them, and used their knowledge for evil.
We, as a race, live under the yoke of their descendants.
Knowledge is the only power their is, because it controls organisation.
To know how things work is to be able to control those things.

The judas fish- treacherous humans who have enslaved us through our own ignorance, apathy and fear, are using the fundamental meanings of letters, numbers, color and sound to manipulate us; individually, in groups of allegiance, and as nations.

How?
Simple.

Numbers are IDEAS; bigger than planets, greater than stars, they are what build and govern existence.
Letters are ideas too- they create the words by which we call things into existence.
Colors and Sounds are ideas made real to our limited perception.

Example?
Look around.

The number nine corresponds to your lower self- your personal devil- the Earth Star Chakra which is rolling below the surface of the ground beneath you. It is your spiritual anchor, the sins of the flesh, body (self) consciousness, fear of damage, discomfort and death.
This is why everything in the stores is priced ninety-nine cents! When you see the symbol for the number nine (which is the reverse of the Chaldean symbol) the Red Light Below you pulses, calling you to look into it and FEAR, to WANT, to NEED a bunch of junk that we (humans) did just fine without for all of human history.
Worse, the names of these ridiculous things are scientifically chosen, using the stolen knowledge, to make you want them- to make you need them, and this is called "marketing". The miscellany of acronyms in the world today is explained by the direct relation of letters to numbers; why bother to make up a plausible, pronouncible, sweet sounding name for something wicked when you can just string up some letters (usually three) and punch the psycho-spiritual control buttons wired into our very nature?