Have you ever wondered what it would be like to walk through a world where reality is not quite what it seems?
Where the line between the physical and the spiritual blurs, and every shadow could hide a truth or a trap?
In this Spiritual Art Fiction, we follow the Spirit of White as she navigates Thunder City.
This is a place of illusion, hidden dangers, and unseen forces that challenge the soul.
Through her journey, we are invited to question what is real, to explore the limits of consciousness, and to reflect on the ways our energy, attention, and essence are influenced by the world around us.
This is more than a Spiritual Art Fiction… It’s a meditation on freedom, awareness, and the courage it takes to move through darkness while holding onto light.
Step inside, open your senses, and experience a world where every mask, every shadow, and every choice reveals a deeper layer of truth.
[NOTE: Before you journey further into this, I invite you to ground yourself by reading “Thunderland“. This essential context will open your perception and prepare your soul for the awakening that lies ahead.]
Thunderland:
Fallen Ember
Standing in Thunder City, in the center, the sun is shining bright,
enchanté, my name is Spirit of White.
It is spring time, birds are singing,
dust in the air, bells are ringing.
Rain is falling down on my skin,
the masses around me look akin.
While at the same time they feel like strangers,
source of a lot of dangers.
Thunderland streets seem loud and busy,
I am feeling dizzy.
Electro-smog, and grids are all around,
there is AI music in the sound.
Nearly all avatars/masks wear the color black, while I prefer WHITE,
sunset at the horizon, it is nearly night.
Putting up my daily “I am normal mask” feel my shiver,
my essence`s crying river.
To escape the attention of the eye and the physical prison guards,
while the unseen beasts are waiting astrally in the backyards.
Everywhere behind the masks IRobots, snakes, and all kinds of beasts under disguise,
empty in their hearts and in their eyes,
living their illusions and lies.
While at the same time, they are simulated, dormant and asleep,
they only awake with the beep.
A soul/eternal essence/an energetic food source is on the way,
get up and play.
Simulated and orchestrated in perfection,
differing in their programs through country section.
Programmed against essence to harm,
just put up the magic button and use your charm.
Do I dream or am I awake,
everything around me is fake.
All the loud masses and the traffic, but they don’t exist, I am alone,
in this illusionary war zone.
Finally I close to the door to find some safety, some peace,
to have some moments to feel at ease.
I don’t want to leave my place anymore,
just to go out alone to the forest and the non-existing shore.
Some quietness before I go to sleep,
and I have to face the fights in the astral league.
To recover from my wounds and artificial disease,
to nurture my essence`s wounds and stop this permanent freeze.
I need to focus on how to exit,
basically the T exit.
My energy being harvested in any possible way, also through my 5 senses,
my constant denial coming at highest expenses.
Suddenly I awaken at night, not knowing where I am, oh in my essence`s cage,
somewhere downstage.
My essence running through the dark labyrinth all alone,
in the strictly marked “do not enter” zone.
Installations, tubes and cords are everywhere, a huge energy harvesting machine,
a torture scene.
Providing energy for the whole simulation,
at this special “fill-up” station.
Mainly through the pyramides in Tosnia and the leylines,
the Tavne tunnel and its mines.
The IRobots and beasts receive their daily energy ration through the chakras and cords,
or holy places like Tourdes.
All stolen from her light,
from her pure snow-white.
It is dark and all seems black,
I need to behave well or you, my avatar, are being severely attacked.
I awaken in my avatar wishing all this is only a dark dream,
it is not, hear my constant scream.
Round and round it goes,
putting on my white clothes.
Back in the simulation to play,
at the Thunderland bay.
For a long time Spirit of White felt the rising thunder, the dark,
the hungry mouth of our evil, the invisible shark.
The simulation has been installed only for you, her golden highness,
a little sick game of black and white chess.
So to say,
while you are physically playing at the Thunderland bay.
Astrally and in the simulation being under constant attack,
after cruelfully being hijacked.
Tortured day and night since you were born,
but you demonstrated your love thorn.
Her essence was forced into the waiting simulation through a portal,
and projected and simulated into an avatar/a mask as a illusional mortal.
With many purpose in place,
in a sick race.
Her essence being put into a cage/a labyrinth somewhat underground the simulation,
with a unique station,
called the “Panem Vitae”
just stop, pay and play.
Beast, nurture yourself with this beauty,
have a fruity bootie.
Feed yourself with her gold,
and you will feel love and not anymore so cold.
Steal her energy to play God, lightbeing or gain a soul,
pay and chose your role.
Slave, great you don’t have to eat,
we won’t give you a feed.
We would love to kill you but you are immortal and far too strong,
and you showed perseverance, and now you even sing your heart song.
The time will come soon, until we stand face to face,
and see who will win this race.
“My memory is deleted,
My essence has strongly been depleted.
Wait, I cannot remember,
am I fallen ember?”
Golden Highness, please get ready,
the time has come again already,
to meet the self-declared Thunderland`s queen,
it is time to re-deem,
the exceptional kind behavior we granted you,
is this not true?
The prince opens the door to his black limousine,
his black suit is neat and clean.
His prince has been kind to Madame White,
a reptilian knight.
“My wife once had the same bloodline as you,
so our race grew,
into great power and force,
the enemy of your lovine source.”
GET THE BEASTS DOWN,
THE BEAST BEHIND THE CLOWN!
Spirit of White, France, 30.12.2025
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