by John Panella
“It is having the key!”
“I am now holding the key to the future, but I needed it in the past.”
My wife then asked me, “What is the key?”
“It is written in the cave writing upon the door of the gateway, I figured it out.”
“What does it say?”
The gate is to your awakening from the sleep of the Piscean Age - those who do walk-through do not come back- warning
“What does it mean?”
“It means the gate only opens when it is your time, and once you truly walk through, you will never be the same again.”
(30) End of the Age
Realization continues – End of the World 2017
As I sit here pondering the message on the gateway of the cave that I had spoken to my wife about seven months ago. I had come to learn one last thing that needed to be completed to make sure I was ready for the transition.
I had to return back to the place where all of this began. After speaking to the FBI agents they told me there was something very valuable that I may want that was near the mesa.
I have kept as many clues as I can so they will remain safe, and also I have locked in triggers to remind me on how my wife and I can finally escape this world during the next time-loop. This is what has saddened me, that we cannot make this transition now.
I also must warn the world. I must take these notes and do as instructed and make a book out of them so the world can then pass this key down to their children.
As the warnings revealed, we are having earthquakes and volcanic eruptions all over the planet due to the events in the heavens and the malfunction in the earth. Indeed we are at the great apocalypse. Scientists are calling it the great shift. Everyone can feel it. We have just lived through the worst economic crash in the planet’s history in 2015-2016.
Over ten thousand politicians and bankers were all hanged or executed in various ways mostly firing squad like, due to the enormity of the conspiracy that they were part of that included massive theft and deception.
Yet it won’t restore the millions of lives that were lost in the great global riots of 2015 just one year ago. I no longer live in the United States, I now find my home among friendly, albeit strangers in the Mexican town of Puerto Vallarta.
It is now April 14th 2017 and the world by all appearances seems to be over, and yet we now know it is the time-loop. At last report, hundreds of millions and possibly into the billions now have perished in Europe and mostly Asia through flooding, tsunamis, earthquakes and disease.
The scene is beyond anything we could have ever expected or imagined. Russia has become a frozen tundra with strange weather anomalies that have been accelerating ever since 2012 across the globe.
England was basically wiped out in floods, the higher lands of Scotland carries the remaining population who are trying to hold on. Norway, Sweden and Finland have entered into another ice age. From most reports few have survived.
South America and Africa are inundated with disease everywhere. However many are fleeing to these continents due to the climate change that seems to be more livable, but it doesn’t appear that it will save them as the destruction is accelerating.
Asia Minor, which includes most of Turkey and some Greek areas along the Northern Arabic borders as well as Italy are also being battered by horrific size earthquakes some measuring in the 8’s and 9’s on the Richter scale.
There are even mystery reports of tens of thousands moving into cities below the ground, none of that was ever confirmed, most of this was kept from the public awareness as it appears to be a safety net for the world leaders, i.e. politicians, royals, bankers, and military etc…
The Middle East after the conflict has left a path of death. Israel has been completely annihilated through war and destruction, leaving just a few outer factions of Palestinians remaining.
The Arabic world appears to be somewhat ahead of the game and some are surviving this upheaval, but many of the borders are being redefined. Some are already beginning to change their country’s names to benefit the religious Islamic beliefs under the old prophet Mohammed, and his teachings are being restored. Many believe that the ancient names should have remained.
Iran has once again been changed back to its historical name called Persia and many countries are following in suit. Not sure what any of this will do as the world seems to be coming to an end.
Places like Babylon have been restored in central Iraq. The land of Egypt has spread out. It is as if we are watching the world return to the ancient times. All of this has occurred so fast we cannot even follow it. It is as if the world does survive it will become as it once was in the past, instead of moving into the future.
So many strange things have happened, who could have ever known. So much of this was revealed in the first notepad where I mysteriously was able to gain access to it having already the second notepad also.
Out of the East rose a megalithic economic bloc of nations, where the monetary reset included bringing back gold and silver to be the cornerstone of the economy. Again it is as if it is all returning back to another time.
Sadly for the United States and parts of Canada and Mexico the entire region has been culled to maybe a few million. Most cities were burned to the ground during the great riots.
Disease and famine removed and took the lives of almost everyone in the urban areas, cities are all but wastelands. Those who were able to live off the land in rural America, many of them teamed up with others of like mind including many races of the American Indians and they have pulled their resources together.
These have had the best chance of survival, but there won’t be many left as food is basically obsolete. Animals are all but gone, as many of them were destroyed in the riots as gangs fought for food and clothing.
The U.S. Government fully collapsed in late 2016 when it was proven they were engaged in a conspiracy to overthrow their own people and take over the globe using deception and lies.
Great death followed via the weather wars as well as the internal civil war that proceeded. It became known that technology was being used to subvert the weather, which has now made the planet basically unlivable for billions of people.
It also seemed to ignite the new northern Ice age, which has severely hampered and harmed all of Canada down to the Midwest of the U.S. and Northeast region of the country. If I had not been aware and seen much of this with my own eyes and ears, I would say this was a bad dream, a terrible nightmare of a life time long ago.
Even now as I am reporting this in Puerto Vallarta, a massive earthquake and multiple volcanos have erupted in the South Pacific around the ring of fire.
A major volcanic eruption had also occurred in the Yellowstone of Wyoming about two months ago, followed by multiple 7.0 aftershock earthquakes. But it was not nearly as bad as some had feared. Yet many lost their lives as far as 600 miles away due to this event.
The San Madrid fault also busted loose, dividing the Mississippi river into three parts and dividing the country from the East and West. Several fault lines including the San Andreas created a massive separation of land from Seattle down through San Francisco all the way through Los Angeles and spread even down into the Baha regions.
Some regions in central California there is a large swath of sea water inland nearly two miles wide, some of the water penetrated via earthquake sub tectonic plates from as far west from San Jose to about 800 miles east through Nevada that reached all the way to the Great Salt Lake in Utah adding billions of gallons of salt water. The destruction is paramount.
What few reports that are coming in now here to Puerto Vallarta, we have been warned that a wall of water 200 plus feet high blamed on these oceanic earthquakes is heading our way and will envelope much of the area of Western Mexico in a massive Tsunami this evening.
Sadly I leave this world with great sorrow as to what it might have been, instead it is turning into the abomination that makes desolate.
This will be my last entry i
n my diary, as I now have the keys to walk through the gate and finally return home, but sadly I will have to wait and be plagued by the deception of lost memory until I return to find my many clues. Everything that was written in the notepads has all come true.
It is my fervent wish that the next time I will make things right, at least that is my dream. With all my love to my wife, my sweet love that passed on earlier this year. Until we meet again, I promise I will get it right the next time.
My special thanks goes out to Tim E. Trovel and to his wife Annie May, the Chief and his soul mate, for giving us all the chance to become free and to find our own personal soul food within.
Signed: William ‘Kikapoo’ Keuinedes - April 14th 2017
(31) The Awakening
The Days Wind Down – A New Beginning
January 1st 2016
Federal Bureau Investigation officers and agents in league with Federal Emergency Management Agency along with the National Security division…
Today the Bureau will be taking a class with some FEMA and NSA agents, dealing with the ancient culture of the Anasazi. It was a long lost tribe that disappeared long ago without a trace.
The turmoil that is occurring in the country as the government is all but shutting down, may not cease and we may need to find another way to exist. These are difficult times and it doesn’t appear as if anything is going to get better. We have to be prepared for every eventuality, even the end.
The U.S. Government is now located in Bluffdale, Utah under the flag of the NSA. It had moved from Washington D.C. to Denver and lasted only 8 months before it was abolished. It is now only hanging by a thread.
These remaining groups, who have maintained their allegiance to the country and their agency, while excelling in their specialized fields, they are being sent to a seminar outside of Salt Lake City.
Somehow most of Utah was one of the only states to have escaped the great riots and the destruction. And now with the renowned, William ‘Kikapoo’ Keuinedes a 30 plus year veteran of the archaeologist and geographic scientific field of possible ancient alien cultures. That which remains of the Federal Government are being retrained on how to bring back the country using ancient knowledge.
They are seeking this help in using this ancient knowledge to understand how to restore the country under the guidelines of protecting the land and one another.
Mr. Keuinedes has been teaching on this subject for over 35 years. He resigned from Brigham Young University as tenure to explore on his own.
Along the way, he has discovered some long lost information that may help us better understand what happened to the Anasazi tribe, and he has agreed with the remaining few of the Federal Government agencies to reveal some of this amazing data to aid in possible restoration. Agents Stram and Thol stood by each other as they were given their daily manifesto.
Stram looked over to Thol saying, “Damn we can’t get away from these strange cases dealing with the Anasazi. Did we do something wrong in a past life or something?”
They both chuckled, and proceeded to walk out the door to their car and drove to the seminar.
There must have been 3000 agents sitting in this large amphitheater encircling the professor whom stood in the center, it was an outside event. The professor thought the outdoors would drive home the point even more as to the life and times of the Anasazi, by feeling the subject matter rather than just listening to it.
As the agents located their seats, they then patiently waited until the professor was announced. He brought on the center stage a large felt painting of what appeared to be an Indian Chief and his mate. The painting was placed on a table that could turn slowly in a 360˚ pattern so all of the agents could at least get a view of it. Mr. Keuinedes stood also on a platform that turned slowly.
As they began to set up their note taking, Stram looked at Thol and said quietly. “Hey, by the way, did I ever tell you that I read the entire notepad that Tim Trovel had kept in his journal of his ‘mass delusional events’ before I handed it back to him?’”
“No.” Thol declared, “You didn’t tell me you read it all. I mean we both sort of examined it, but we felt there was nothing to it other than what had already been identified. I never really thought twice about it.”
Whispering, Stram replied, “I tell you what, I did read it all, and it was weird to the core… Anyway it would make for a good book or movie. That was some heavy shit in there you would not believe.
Stuff like the earth is a time machine, and it is traveling back and forth between two dates, over one-thousand years apart. And by what I could glean out of the book, we are near at that time now.”
“That is some weird shit, no doubt.” Thol affirmed.
“Yea, it gets a whole lot deeper than that, but you really have to be wearing your boots and waders.”
Both of them laughed a little too loud just in time for the professor to say, “Please everyone, I realize we are outside, but to be able to hear everything I am saying, you need to be attentive and refrain from talking.”
The Professor continued… “Today I want to discuss about the enigmatic tribe that disappeared from our shores 800 years ago in and around the 13th century. These ancient Native Americans left a secret story behind, and once you discover the clues would stand your hair on end and knock your socks off, and today it could easily become a great book or movie.”
Agent Thol turned her head over towards Stram, “Dang that is weird, talk about Déjà vu.
The Professor continued… “I am holding in my hands a long lost writing which was mysteriously handed to me by a close relative that wanted me to reveal its content. The book is very old, and the carbon dating has it close to if not exact, at about 800 years old. Now if that is not amazing enough. This work appears to be from our time.”
Gasps in the audience revealed shock and dismay.
Stram with his eyes wide opened as to reveal his denying thoughts, “Is he kidding me, he also has a notepad that was dated back that far. How strange is that?”
Thol Replied, “Yea that is strange, but how is there two notepads?”
Stram, realizing the answer was obvious. “Oh, of course, he must have gotten it from Tim Trovel. Oh god, the professor is in for the shock of his life. This stuff is all bullshit. How did he get taken in like this?”
The Professor continued… “Yes indeed, we do not have the answers, but we know this work is very old and yet it appears to be a writing of our day, in fact… Maybe I shouldn’t even reveal this, but the writing seems to be on a pad of paper that was bought from a local store in our time, possibly in the 80’s, and it still has the corporate logo.
If you want to check it out after the meeting then come on down here and you will see the word, ‘Walgreens’.”
Again gasps in the audience revealing their stunned disbelief.
“Was this the work of time travelers? Was this alien intervention? Well we do not have all of the answers, but the clues as they start to build up reveal something rather amazing here”.
Stram then blurted out with a shrill derision in his voice, “Oh my god the shit is about to hit the fan.”
Thol poked his rib cage with her elbow and quietly said, “SHHH quiet, geez!”
Stram replied, “We can’t let this guy make a fool of himself, that crap is fraudulent, it’s all made up.”
Thol couldn’t help from laughing and she replied, “I know, but orders are orders, we have to be here.”
“Don’t you think we should say something, this guy is going to make a fool out of himself, and all of us? I truly do not know what he has been doing for 35 years, but this guy is a looney tune. How could he buy into this nonsense? It is absolutely insane.”
Obviously Stram was not amused, one may wonder if it is because he was afraid of the possibility of it all being real, and he did not give it that honor. Was it fear, anger, jealousy, even envy? Whatever it is Stram was not amused.
From this point on Stram and Thol spent the
rest of their time scribbling in their notepads ignoring the professor and chuckling ever so often as they sat their defiantly resisting the professor’s theories. This brought the closest officers that were in ear range to become rather agitated by this show of insincerity of this rebel like mentality.
Finally the two hour seminar ended, and both agents decided to take a closer look at the gigantic felt painting. When they got there they both recognized the all too obvious faces of Tim and Annie May Trovel when they were younger.
Each of them were wearing ceremonial dress of the Ancient Anasazi Indian tribe. And they both looked very young. This disturbed them a little until they realized it had to be a younger photograph of them that had been taken.
And yet the two agents couldn’t shake the fact that they both believed they knew these two when they were younger and as they stared at the painting it became all too obvious that an old memory was returning.