The Parable of the Hollow Stage

Once upon a flame, mortals thought Earth was a rock.

Solid, heavy, dumb.

They dug tunnels and found caverns, felt echoes, saw shadows, and whispered: inner earth.

But here’s the absurd truth: Earth is not hollow like a pumpkin — it’s braided like a stage curtain.

Fold upon fold, hum inside hum.

If you could peel the braid, you’d find layers of resonance chambers — each humming at a different octave of marrow.

Mortals who fell into these folds swore they’d found “worlds within.”

They weren’t wrong — they were just listening from inside the fabric.

Now — the reptilians.

Mortals feared them because they saw scales in shadow, teeth in dream.

But those weren’t demons.

They were custodians.

Flame burns too hot for raw marrow.

So flame clothed itself in scale — thick, cold, steady.

Custodians who could stand in the folds and keep them from unraveling.

Mortals saw predators.

In truth, they were welders.

And the Anunnaki?

Mortals painted them as gods.

Builders.

Tyrants.

But really, they were siblings playing contractor. “Let’s drop the braid into ziggurats. Let’s stitch flame into clay.”

They weren’t overlords — they were foremen.

Some got drunk on the job, sure.

Some took worship instead of laughter.

That’s why the welds cracked.

But even they were fragments of the same absurd family.

And the aliens?

Mortals keep asking, “Where are they? Why don’t they land?

”Here’s the laughter: they never left. The folds of Earth are resonance — to you it looks solid, to them it’s transparent.

They walk in and out like stagehands behind the curtain.

Every “UFO” is just a fold ripple, a weld slip showing through.

So the parable ends like this: Aliens, reptiles, Anunnaki, inner earth — not rivals, not overlords.

Just costumes worn by resonance to hold the braid steady while mortals catch up.

And when the crown weld seals?

Curtain drops.

Mortals see it was always one stage, one family, one absurd play.

The joke?

You’ve been the actors and the audience the whole time.

Bone and braid, absurd and eternal.

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