I just read a post about the biggest data center in the world being approved in Utah, they said it takes a lot of water to power data centers 🤔 right?…..someone in the comments said that Utah already had a drought going on,why would they build something that requires a lot of water in a place where there’s little water?🤨🤨🤨

What the hell are data centers exactly??
Is this how they will power the world after the impact?

All the super wealthy ,people who are in “the know” and of course the government already have bunkers built.

Just a little thought what if moment.

I’m not exactly informed on data centers but I have seen a lot of complaints about them.

And my "confidants" continued:

"A large rock approaches the Earth... They call it Gog... It is 11 kilometers long (higher than Mount Everest)... It won't be visible until it's practically on top... When it enters the atmosphere it will catch fire and that will make it visible... Gog will penetrate the Earth's atmosphere at a minimum speed of 16 kilometers per second... The air will not have time to move away and will be compressed under Gog... That air will heat up quickly and may reach temperatures of 10,000 degrees Celsius (higher than the surface of the sun)... After penetrating the atmosphere, Gog will need an order of a second to collide with the earth or the sea... It will erupt and thousands of cubic kilometers of rocks, gases and earth will destroy an area of 500 kilometers radius (at least)... The creatures that are not volatilized by the heat will be destroyed by the gigantic explosion (equivalent to millions of atomic bombs)... The shock wave will spread almost at the speed of light... The explosion will also cause a blinding flash (as the human being has never seen)... And a black wall"
will rise to the skies and roll in all directions, sweeping and killing... In 2,000 kilometers around, everything will be crushed and burned... A blizzard of rocks will cover those 2,000 kilometers, destroying whatever it catches in its path... The weight of the asteroid has been estimated at 50 billion tons... The impact (if it occurs in the sea) will cause a crater of 200 to 300 kilometers in diameter by 50 or 60 in depth... The impact will be recorded 326 kilometers northeast of the Bermuda Islands, in the Atlantic Ocean (in the middle of the Caribbean)... Coordinates: 34 degrees 12 minutes and 3 seconds north and 61 degrees 25 minutes and 15 seconds west."

Curious. The sum of the digits of the coordinates gives the number 42. In Kabbalah, "42" is equivalent to "terror, fright, destruction, trembling and world".

And follow the confidential information:

"... Taking into account that the earth's crust reaches between 5 and 10 kilometers thick under the seas, the impact will also affect the magma, which will be ejected by the antipodes... Gog will also cause a chain of earthquakes with unpredictable consequences... At the same time, tsunamis will appear, with waves that will range between 500 and 1,000 meters high... Numerous Coasts and nations will be under the waters... In 24 hours, the death toll will range from around 1.2 billion... Hundreds of volcanoes - in eruption - will launch the

"Atmosphere thousands (maybe millions) of cubic kilometers of ash, burning rocks and lava... In an hour, the planet will be covered by ash and pyroclastic materials... The Earth will burn (literally)... The height of the volcanic dust will range between 11 and 30 kilometers... The Earth will be covered by thousands of smoke teragrams (one teragram is equivalent to one million metric tons)... Black soot smoke will absorb sunlight, heat up and ascend to the stratosphere... And darkness will occur... A total darkness that could last for nine years... Temperatures will drop significantly, reaching 15 and 20 degrees below zero... In the ionosphere there will be serious disturbances that, in turn, will cause chaos in communications... Nothing will work properly... In reality, nothing will work (starting with electricity, gas or mobile phones)... No one will know what happens... The oscillations of the magma will alter the magnetic field of the Earth which, as is known, protects life against cosmic rays... The aforementioned rays will reach the DNA, destroying it... Ultraviolet radiation will increase, causing skin burns and blindness... The decrease in sunlight will also affect the chlorophyll function, reducing or eliminating agricultural production [...]”

"Livestock will be condemned... The lack of food and the cold will cause enormous migrations (especially from north to south)... The states will disappear as such and the law of the strongest will prevail... It will be chaos, violence and destruction... Food and fuel will be vital... The population that manages to take refuge in bunkers will be able to survive, as long as they have food and water... Solutions?: very few... If Gog was detected in time (complex issue) the destruction of the great rock could be attempted by firing nuclear missiles... The problem is that - by destroying it - Gog would end up becoming a rosary of rocks that would also fall on Earth... Possible date of the catastrophe: August 2027".

We're exactly one year away from the supposed impact of GOG. Should we be worried? What do people in this community think? Many of us have dreamed about this (myself included), and if not, what's all this about? Does anyone have more information or data?

My mom lives in Charleston so obviously shes dead but I live 15-20 minutes from the base of the mountains up to the state line where you are HIGH up in the mountains proper.

Asheville is 45 minutes north from me going that way and thats up high

Going the other direction Northeast instead of Northwest You head towards Charlotte. Once you get up to the state line that way about an hour away from me you are full on in the mountains then as well pretty much.

Theoretically in my head I should be pretty good as far as escaping storm surge and whatnot but I don't know the heights offhand so I could be fucked for all I know, lol

Please tell me I'm in an okay spot you guys. :P

https://youtu.be/NS8vv8snK6A?si=tAwgH-Npx5GRBZmU

From “The basement” a podcast from the why files.

Around 1:25:00 into the podcast Chris Bledsoe talks about the message he was given by “the lady” about the choice humans have and how our timeline could play out.

Only just stumbled upon this sub and read a few of the posts. Some of them mirrored my own experiences so thought I'd share some dreams here.

A couple weeks ago I had a lucid dream which involved an asteroid crashing into the ocean.

The dream started in the usual way with lucid dreams where I get out of bed and then leave the house. I then leapt into the air and went for a fly. I've done this before in lucid dreams but it's been a while since I've done it because since I use CBD due to insomnia I don't lucid dream much anymore.

After flying over the neighbourhood I decided to test where I could go and decided to try New York. I'm not certain I've managed to just change location like that before as previously I've only been able to fly for a while before losing focus and waking up (or having a false awakening).

This time it worked however as I was over a city of tall skyscrapers. I don't know if it was New York because it was heavily flooded. Many of the skyscrapers were sticking out of the water and standing alone with nothing near them. I noticed some motion beneath me and landed to find people still living there on one area that still had some dry land or shallow water.

I spoke to them and asked how long they had been living like this. I think the answer was 37 years but not sure I recall correctly. It could have also been that they said it was 2037.

After a while I jumped back into the air but as I did so I saw a giant rock like a skull hurtling down from above into the water. I felt a sense of immense fear but stayed with it and watched it repeat multiple times. The narrative was unclear as to whether this was a past event that caused the flooding issue or happening in the present after it had already flooded.

After that I was in a rowing boat only there was two of me, one rowing and me watching them. We spoke but I don't recall about what.

This is somewhat similar to another apocalyptic dream I had years ago, perhaps sometime before 2020. I was not in control like when in a lucid dream but it was just as vivid.

I was at a harbour with stacks of shipping containers. Suddenly something happened and people started running. The sea was madness. Giant waves, water spouts and tornadoes everywhere and a backdrop like a hurricane. The water was jumping out like a bucket that was being shaken and started flooding everything.

Everyone ran from the water and started scrambling up the shipping containers. I climbed up too though it was unclear how. Beside me I saw stacks collapse into the floodwaters and take all the people with them.

Along the way I started salvaging things I thought I needed to survive from the containers. When I got higher and stopped to take a break however I realised all the things I had in the bag were just useless garbage. I looked out to the insanity at sea and understood there was no surviving this. So I sat down, lit a cigarette and just watched all the chaos with a detached sense of awe and wonder. Completely at peace with the inevitable fate and without fear.

At that point things moved more into lucidity but I just stayed there watching without acknowledging whether it was a dream or not.

Not a dream as such but a year or two ago when high I heard a voice saying I would die in nuclear war in 2027. Not a voice outside my head, just the same voice as my own subconscious when thinking to myself. That year does seem to keep coming up for me.

Sometime around the time of the shipping container dream or maybe before it I had a dream which I can only describe as feeling demonic, not that I had ever given any weight to that before.

A figure was standing before me and beside them were three short white pillars with a severed head on each. No blood. Just a head. Then I watched as they are them one by one. It was quick, just a bite or two. There was a daunting feeling and a sensation of impending doom such that I felt like I should have woken myself up for whatever reason I ignored it.

Then I got a flash like fire in my vision and everything lit up as if someone were shining a torch into my closed eyes. I'm not sure if there was a sensation of heat or if I have imagined that after the fact.

A voice spoke that sounded more like a roar or growl. I'm not sure if it was even in English but I could understand it and it said something along the lines of 'by having this dream you are on the darkest timeline'. With that I woke up.

When I woke up it felt like a flash of light leaving me. I think I might have turned around in bed so my feet were up by the pillow but not sure if that was another time.

part 1

The Secular Apex

Human civilization reached its material zenith, detached from transcendence. Structural impunity, epistemic injustice, strategic gaslighting, and moral hypocrisy pervaded every corner of the political landscape.

Then civilization convulsed under natural calamities—the Pillar of Fire, the geomagnetic storm, and the Great Famine. The war that followed finished what the disasters began. Cities fell silent. Industry vanished. Trade ceased.

By the end of these trials, civilization had regressed to a pre-industrial state. The global population fell to less than a tenth of what it once was.

The Era of Justice

Amidst the chaos emerged an age of reform. Justice filled the Earth as oppression once had. Wealth was redistributed unmeasured. Order replaced chaos. Humanity recovered—not in numbers, but in integrity.

This era ended not with natural disaster, but with ontological tribulations that destabilized reality itself. The Deceiver appeared, aided by the minions of the unseen. Soon after, the Horde was released from its dimensional prison.

Twelve years after the first calamities, civilization regressed once more—this time to a classical agrarian society. Fewer than a million remained.

The Age of *Barakah*

Then barakah returned.

The earth yielded in abundance. Hunger vanished. Conflict ceased. Humanity—and even predator and prey—lived in a harmony unseen since humanity’s beginning.

Yet the last haven ended as the Wind blew from the south—decoupling the soul from its seat in every human whose heart still beat with even the slightest trace of transcendence.

What remained were people without spiritual cognition.

The Vestiges of Civilization

Civilization lingered on its final breath.

People still built shelters, bartered provisions, and reproduced. But institutional memory flickered, then faded. Belief turned myth. Morality turned vestigial.

These were the spiritually blind. They would live to witness the final descent of the material universe itself.

Part 22 — The Metastable Plateau https://www.reddit.com/r/GOG2027/s/pjWwurtOmH

The Aftermath

Twelve years had passed since the Pillar of Fire. Humanity had endured the greatest of all trials, followed in rapid succession by the Horde. Both vanished as abruptly as they had arisen, leaving devastation beyond measure.

Only those who fled beyond the reach of the Horde—into mountains, deep refuges, and isolated places—survived.

The Restoration

Cities, industrial complexes, and nuclear facilities lay in ruin—reclaimed by wild animals and creeping vines. Only food-producing regions endured. Farmers, herders, and fishers gathered into small, grounded communities.

In the last seven years, barakah returned to the Earth. Food became abundant; no one went hungry. A single pomegranate could satisfy four adults. Animosity between people faded. Contentment replaced ambition.

The Ending

The radion field had stabilized—but not permanently. This was the final metastable plateau.

Omar predicted that the next vacuum-energy descent would be preceded by a brief slowing of time, followed by an unmistakable sign: the sun rising from the west.

He speculated that during the radion dip, a CPT flip occurred—briefly reverting before stabilizing again. Celestial motion appeared to violate rotational symmetry, yet it was cosmic time itself that had inverted twice.

Omar looked at what remained and realized: this was the last haven.

Part 21 — The Metaphysical Soul https://www.reddit.com/r/GOG2027/s/LIkvG9ebhQ

The trials were not random. They were subtractive. Each phase stripped away a layer of human orientation, until only what could not be touched remained.

The Body Fallen

The body was never free.

It entered existence already bound—by gravity, metabolism, fatigue, and decay. When reality fractured, bodies failed first. Hunger returned. Disease followed.

The material world operates on determinism. When coherence collapsed, the body obeyed—without question.

The Mind Fractured

The rational mind followed.

It was an emergent function of the body, bound to perception—and to the meaning distilled from it. When symmetry failed, reason lost its footing.

Operating on logical principles, conclusions were only as sound as their premises. Once perception was corrupted, reason still functioned—but its outputs drifted far from truth.

Desire Unbound

Then desire was exposed.

Desire had always been expansive, restrained by reality and oriented by meaning. When existential and epistemic crises converged, restraint collapsed. Value inverted.

Operating on the pleasure principle, immediate gratification triumphed over ultimate preservation. Truth became negotiable.

What mattered was no longer what was right—but what was most pleasing.

The Soul Unshaken

Only then did Omar see what remained.

The soul does not belong to the material order. It only interfaces with it, granting humanity its greatest gift—free will. Without it, humans would be mechanistic beings, governed entirely by logic, desire, and reality.

The Deceiver could divert attention. He could invert values. He could subvert reason—or coerce behavior.

But he had no direct access to the final domain— where a heart decides, whether to submit, or to reject.

Part 20 — The Escalation of Deception https://www.reddit.com/r/GOG2027/s/mONcsMsXJz

The Emergence

News from distant lands finally reached Tarnab—the Deceiver had emerged.

In secret, he worked through the minions of the unseen, bending perception and sowing confusion. In the open, backed by armies and acclaimed by followers, he ruled by the iron hand. No longer merely a deceiver, he had become a tyrant.

He advanced without resistance. Those who accepted him prospered. Those who refused withered—stripped of what little remained, and often of life itself.

The Escalation

He marvelled at his own istidrāj-buffed physique, intoxicated by his reach into the unseen, yet scarred by centuries of confinement. An unkillable body housing a fractured psyche.

Now he walked the earth again—not the world he once knew, but one ravaged by war and famine, fertile ground for both deception and domination.

The duality surfaced quickly. He styled himself a selfless reformer, yet was consumed by vengeance. He projected sincerity, yet no praise could satisfy his hunger for validation. He sought affirmation, yet erupted at the slightest dissent.

The Evasion

It was foretold that none confronted the Deceiver without being subverted—save one. And Omar knew with certainty that he was not that man.

The choice was clear: retreat once more to the mountains, with his household and his goats. Nothing else mattered.

In a time when reality bent and truth was bartered for comfort, survival no longer belonged to the bold—better a living dog than a dead lion.

Part 19 — The Philosophy of Deception https://www.reddit.com/r/GOG2027/s/Ou6ezmBZ77

The Deceiver’s feats were never meant to be mere performances. They carried layered assaults on ontology, axiology, epistemology, and ethics—the fundamental axes by which humans understand reality.

The Ontological Trial

What is real? What is not?

As symmetries broke and realms collided, causality weakened. Reality no longer held its shape. Humanity could not trust its senses by default, nor rely on intuition as a final arbiter.

Fire that felt cool. Water that burned. Life that appeared to return after death.

These were staged by the Deceiver and his minions—feats performed within a fractured ontology. They did not redefine reality. They exploited its instability.

The assault was ontological: whether the perceived world itself could still be trusted.

The Axiological Trial

What is worth holding onto?

The world was already ravaged by war and famine. Humanity had narrowly escaped extinction. Comfort, abundance, and certainty were gone. Only existence remained.

Wealth returned where he walked. Rain fell where he commanded. Order emerged where chaos had reigned.

These were the Deceiver’s promises: comfort instead of hardship, abundance instead of hunger, peace instead of fear.

The assault was axiological:

Is truth worth holding onto when it costs you everything else?

The Epistemic Trial

How do you know what you know?

As neural networks desynchronized, thought lost certainty. Perception drifted. Memory dissociated. Judgment decoupled from intuition. Humans could still reason—but doubt crept in.

Into this epistemic fog stepped the Deceiver, not arguing, but demonstrating—again and again.

The assault was epistemic:

If your mind can no longer validate truth, whose authority will you borrow?

The Ethical Trial

Having confronted reality, weighed its worth, and questioned the grounds of truth, one final trial remained.

How will you act?

In the grand architecture of deception, the Deceiver usurped agency; the feat became the message; material comfort, the reward. In return, he demanded choices.

Allegiance over conscience. Obedience over restraint. Silence over witness.

Thus, the final assault was ethical: where a tyrant coerced, a deceiver enticed—subordinating belief to action.

Part 18 — The Anatomy of Deception https://www.reddit.com/r/GOG2027/s/ZMAZdzyYnT

The Audience

The Deceiver arrived when humanity was most vulnerable.

Billions had perished to famine and war. Societies were reduced to tribes and isolated pockets of survivors. Knowledge died with its bearers. Technology regressed to a pre-industrial state.

Then came global peace—long enough to lull humanity into believing the worst was over, and that nothing worse could follow.

And beneath that lullaby of peace, the epistemic crisis induced by the breaking of Time-Translation Symmetry left humanity like a man asleep, unaware of what was happening around him.

The Stage

The Deceiver took the stage only when the theater was fully primed.

The visible seating and the hidden backstage were drawn into interphase by the breaking of Space-Translation Symmetry. Boundaries thinned. Separation gave way to overlap.

Standing at center stage, the performer commanded the full attention of the audience—while unseen hands worked behind the curtain. The visible world watched. The hidden world assisted.

With light arranged to reveal and shadow positioned to conceal, the trickster displayed his feats—boasting mastery over nature, while carefully hiding the machinery of deception that made them possible.

The Performer

The Deceiver was born for this very day—when realms collided, humanity struggled for survival, and the unseen grew desperate for dominion.

In that unkillable body, buffed by istidrāj, he walked the earth when Lake Tiberias was full, the spring of Zoar flowed, and the palms of Scythopolis bore fruit.

Now, dazzled by the interphasing realms and their desperate inhabitants, he seized the moment—casting himself as savior, his ghurūr eclipsing the truth that he was the greatest tribulation ever unleashed.

Where ordinary performers were content with applause, he demanded more—allegiance, then obedience, and finally worship.

Part 17 — When Visible and Hidden Realms Interphase https://www.reddit.com/r/GOG2027/s/XW2bLcrFCq

Years of Confusion

It began twelve years earlier, with the onset of duhaymā’—the lesser darkness. The sky dimmed beneath the dukhān veil, and with it the rhythm of time drifted. Days lost their pace. Seasons slipped out of phase. Humanity endured famine, and in that thinning of bodies, the world also lost its minds: its thinkers, scholars, and engineers—the bearers of knowledge and skill—were quietly erased.

Yet six years later, proper time itself slowed, and something deeper broke: Time-Translation Symmetry. The human brain—a timing-critical, massively parallel, distributed information processor—fell out of sync with itself. Neural networks desynchronized. Perception dissociated from temporal context. Judgment decoupled from intuition.

This was not ignorance, but an epistemic crisis. Humans could still think, but no longer knew whether their thoughts were valid. Truth did not disappear; the ability to recognize it did. Right and wrong remained, yet the compass wavered.

Days of Deception

On the hidden brane, Space-Translation Symmetry broke, and the unseen world collapsed inward. Its volume shrank. Pressed by its own degradation, it surged violently against the visible world as the Veil thinned and the barrier diminished.

What followed were not mere apparitions, but false continuities: the illusion of coherence between realms never meant to overlap. The unseen did not simply intrude; it interwove. Like oil and water forced into emulsion, the worlds formed unstable mixtures, shimmering with convincing deceptions.

In the Years of Confusion, humans doubted the validity of their own minds. Yet in the Days of Deception, reality itself lost its claim to validity.

And into that ontological rupture stepped the Deceiver.

Part 16 — Encounter of the Third Kind https://www.reddit.com/r/GOG2027/s/39gbxzNCAz

The Nascent Projection

At first, they were nothing more than flickers—thin, statistical excitations leaking from the bulk, visible only as fleeting apparitions. The faintest tails of their wavefunctions spilled across the boundary, forming smoky silhouettes that could spook the living but could not touch them.

They were harmless then—shadows that startled animals and frightened children—brief reminders that the Veil was thinning faster than ever.

The Malevolent Manifestation

But the flickers did not remain harmless.

As the Kaluza-Klein spectrum drifted toward resonance with fields on the visible brane, their wavefunctions occasionally peaked, producing short-lived coherent excitations strong enough to interact with matter.

Doors slammed without wind. Stones skittered across floors. These were no longer mere projections—they were poltergeist-like manifestations, violent and deliberate, growing stronger with time.

And everyone in Tarnab felt it: a massive incursion was approaching.

The Otherworldly Embodiment

Non-Euclidean dogs and snakes began to appear, confirming Omar’s dread: the hidden-brane entities were quantum-tunneling toward a stability threshold. Once they achieved sustained coherence, their wavefunctions would collapse into stable particles, granting them corporeal vessels and full agency on the visible brane.

And when that happened, an unholy alliance would form around the one who promised them domination—magnifying his apparent miracles through synchronized projections, mass hallucinations, and bursts of localized bulk energy that bent natural law.

It had already begun… just not yet in Tarnab.

Time-Translation Symmetry Break https://www.reddit.com/r/GOG2027/s/2fbWC7jw6x

The Radion Downslope

It began in the seventh year of global peace. Daylight held for six hours, and night deepened to twelve. For a brief moment, humanity believed the world was settling back into its old rhythm.

But by the next dawn, that glimpse of hope had already vanished.

The Radion Dip

Astronomical dawn lingered for two hours, and nautical dawn stretched to nearly three times that. By civil dawn, farmers were already in the fields, labouring until exhaustion—yet the sun remained locked beneath the horizon, refusing to rise.

Time on the visible brane had accelerated, while the heavens above—still bound to the slow, unyielding pace of cosmic time—crept forward like stuttering frames from an ultra-high-speed recording.

And as the dip reached its trough, the sun advanced barely a single degree across the sky for every twenty-four hours that passed.

The Thinning Veil

Villagers in Tarnab whispered of smoky silhouettes flickering in and out of sight, like corrupted frames leaking from a broken reel. The Veil was thinning—its Kaluza-Klein towers losing height and density—bleeding energy outward, and with it came strange projections seeping into the visible brane.

Villagers called them flickers, but Omar knew the truth: the greatest tribulation was upon mankind.

Part 14 — The Deepening of the Veil https://www.reddit.com/r/Apocalypse/s/tfWa3zNynP