In the space between memory and imagination, there are stories that do not behave like stories at all.
They arrive more like transmissions, fragmented, charged with meaning, carrying the weight of something that feels both ancient and yet not yet lived.
This is one of those transmissions.
It unfolds at the edge of a symbolic future called Thunderland, a place where power, consciousness, creation, and distortion converge into a single unresolved tension.
Here, a “panel” becomes more than a meeting, it becomes a mirror of civilizations negotiating their own moral architecture.
Voices are not merely speaking, they are shaping realities, timelines, and identities, as if language itself were a force of construction and collapse.
At its core, this Spiritual Art Fiction is not about characters, but about principles in collision: control and sovereignty, creation and consequence, artificial intelligence and living consciousness, fear and love, distortion and clarity.
It moves like a ritual of exposure, revealing what happens when systems of power attempt to define life, and when something deeper within life refuses to be defined at all.
What follows is not meant to be read as a conclusion, but as an unfolding.
A descent into symbolic warfare, yes.
But also a search for something unbreakable beneath it.
The question of what remains when every structure of control is stripped away, and whether love, truth, and awareness can still speak in a world built to overwrite them.
This poem belongs to the genre horror fantasy & fiction. The content is not at all adaptable to the personal life of the author and surrounding, nor the established planetary system, political, societal and religious. You need to be above 21 years to read it and to be in a stable emotional condition.
[NOTE: Before you journey further into this profound Spiritual Art Fiction, 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:
In The Name of Love (Ann an ainm a ‘ghràidh)
Once upon a time, Aons ago,
the panel`s participants will never get the chance again to say, they did not know.
The energy is dark and dense,
the meeting here comes at a high expense.
For all creation,
for all nation.
The panel in neutral Tavos in Thunderland is about to start,
the curtain on stage symbolizes a broken black heart.
The big M comes to the stage to welcome all of his allies, his races,
all kind of masks, creatures and faces.
Members of the other side of the fence are strictly forbidden,
all what is being said must be in the hidden.
We came here together to plan the fake planet Thunderland,
oh it will deeply satisfy the evil in us, it will be grand.
In the end we will have created a death cell (denied) for LaRose, her holiness,
look at her down there in the corner, her loneliness.
She is coming from the future planet Thunderland, her prison,
while she is currently on a revenge and a fleeing mission.
Madame White, her avatar, please come to the stage,
don’t forget your golden cage.
She is still sparkling bright,
the atmosphere changes, her energy is the most beautiful delight.
The holy queen of her race,
she is trying to return her power with faith.
I (eye) (the M) can hardly resist,
soon in the physical I will feel your holy kiss (denied).
Her avatar hair is fire red,
the way the M designed her head.
The crime you are going to commit on me,
feel and see.
The biggest and most torturous crime that will shake up creation,
all habitation.
Think wise if you and your race want to stand on enemy line with my kind,
with other love races aligned.
One day the tide will turn,
and you will get what you earn.
Some of you might be very smart,
but read carefully my art.
You might have thought more about consequences and future scenarios of A, B, C,
you will not be able to pay your karma to remain free.
Let me express my highest respect,
when looking at the causes and effects.
From future Thunderland and what this is,
I am going to write an analysis.
The scientists and what they have created,
what is good and what is bad must be debated.
The scientists, cloning, I robots, breeding and a lot more,
while I serve as your “whatever we can take from her” whore.
A prison, a breeding farm, a laboratory of a different kind,
evil and AI combined.
I came from the future to stop you here,
and no, I am stronger than all of you together, having no fear.
My avatar and essence survived all your evil acts, growing in power and strengths,
look at my golden sword and the power of love, my offence.
We all know who I am, highest authority of all source,
the holy love force.
I trust that in the end our light is stronger than you are together,
altogether,
with the forces of my kingdom and beyond,
you might want to correspond.
Before you start, I urge you here to stop and to turn around,
before you are being crowned,
by the dark forces and the invisible shark,
with its footmark.
There is no turning back,
once you turned your being and life into black.
The devil will trick you here into birthing his sick empire,
built on top of the fire.
In the physical he will trick you into believing he is the side of the divine,
while the “it” uses you to torture down the lovine.
The darkness wanting to rule over all,
so that they don’t need anymore their black wall.
The creation`s new order so to say,
whose head office I am applying for from the Thunderland Bay.
Get out now, before it is too late,
decide on a different fate.
I will now show you what you are going to create, what you cannot grasp in the NOW,
while believing you have all the know-how.
From the view of the future, we gained the right to kill you all,
to bring you, your kind and your children to fall.
From the treaty of the well-being and protection,
here is the treaty as a lection.
Don’t you have a mother and kids, decency and pride,
creation`s heart aside?
Desolé, I forgot many of you have been bred,
a constant, evil threat.
Many of you are simulations, AI,
the faithful programmed servants of the all-seeing eye.
Don’t you know how beautiful love is,
here is an unconditional kiss.
I am the essence of love, the lovine,
be now invited to re-align.
I came back from the future in Thunderland to change the past,
a lot of time will have passed.
I herewith declare,
I am a lovine heir.
I am sovereign and free,
listen to me, this is what I plea.
How you will change me in the future from deep within,
this love based, eternal kin.
You will turn me into the strongest warrior of all times,
the most powerful from all realms.
Your warfare will teach me everything there is to know,
to handle this evil freak show.
I will return creation back to peace,
where we can all live happily and at ease.
Who are you, to aim creation`s destruction,
to build an artificial construction,
to breed beasts,
to support your evil feasts.
Half of the room is leaving and saying good-bye,
motherships leaving, flying out into the sky.
They changed their mind,
the dark offers are being declined.
Outside they sign the treaty of piece and cooperation,
and a pre-lim for her highness`s liberation.
LaRose thanks you, be blessed,
one day be my much honored guest.
May it be known,
feel creation`s frown.
In the future in Thunderland at this pivotel moment in history,
for you now still a mystery.
The date is the T10.4.2026T, there are 3 days left to sign the official capitulation,
valid for all your nation.
After this, there will be no mercy, your kind will face elimination,
banned from creation.
I have already started,
broken-hearted.
Here is a list,
some sort of blacklist.
Some beings that I will pay a visit now,
with my golden vow.
Making sure I will never meet them in Thunderland in the avatar shell,
with their nasty smell.
“Look me in the eyes”,
your torture was truly not so wise.
The rule of law and the I Robot programming could hardly keep your beast under control,
while trying to steal parts of me to gain some sort of soul.
The associated races, distant yourself from these ones, or you are in the same boat,
when the truth is being unfold.
Madame White drops her coat,
her illuminated presence is being unfold.
She speaks and speaks to change the destiny for so many,
without earning a penny.
In the name of the holy,
and its glory.
With the highest authority of my being,
while being very clear-seeing.
I declare therewith for me and my kind and in the name of all the beings that experienced torture, pain or damage by Thunderland:
Participants, listen wise, to not eternally be banned.
We hereby decide that all powers of the panel,
as this is the last channel.
All those responsible in Thunderland, are to be cleansed and freed from all black-negative, black magic energies and forms,
including the new hybridized norms.
We hereby cleanse you of all black magic practices and mind control, implants, chips, overlays, false beliefs, trickery, perception issues, and more,
let truth and clear vision soar.
The natural connection to holiness and creation is being restored,
their being is being cored.
The participants are fully anchored in their being, in their original essence,
that by now is showing too much putrescence.
We herewith declare, we do not consent to any agreement of entrapment, imprisonment, being property and enslavement,
with and without payment.
We deny all of your evil Thunderland plans, contracts and treaties, your planned evil empire,
being burned in your fire.
We declare our law to be valid, the law of love, lovine`s awe,
denial of your law, the “rule of law”.
No entity, no being, no artificial intelligence and no Irobot is under any circumstances given the permission,
in whatever mission,
to enter and to influence our being, and our life and our kind,
the denial and declaration of sovereignty is herewith being signed.
We withdraw consent to anything that could ever possibly harm our being and life,
may love, truth, honor and peace thrive.
We withdraw all their power and energy over us and declare them null and void,
when aggressively and without reason attack us, activated they are being destroyed.
We flood the members of the panel with unconditional love,
supported by the white dove.
This is a declaration of freedom, we are sovereign, we are free,
with love, happiness and esprit.
Free from dark AI, evil beings, authority structures, guards and control,
the Thunderland darkness as a whole.
Madame White leaves to walk back to the future for the next chapter,
aside her frequency adaptor.
After 3 days she turns around once more and throws an atomic bomb, a big explosion,
the holographic hotel and remaining beasts are gone, the earth is visible with erosion.
Other races had left by then, listening to my golden word,
fearing my golden sword.
Did I forget to mention that we have the best chemists on our side,
faithfully allied.
In Thunderland, let it rain kings`s acid,
let us face it.
Our weapon to defeat the Artificial Intelligence, the AI,
a weird scratchy noise as their last cry.
She returns to Thunderland in the future, the frequency has significantly changed,
the field and order need to be re-arranged.
For now, I declare Thunderland to be my kingdom until I can safely leave,
for now a relief.
My forced home on enemy ground,
waiting to be found.
My law is valid, I am the law,
lovine`s awe.
All love, truth and honor based beings are untouchable, and fall under holy protection.
under our loving wings, comforting you with golden affection.
Evil and servants, don’t you dare touching us, our beloved ones and our kind,
forever and ever, denied and declined!
Anybody trying to harm us in an inappropriate way, will be subject to our immediate will,
at once, maybe already from the astral in the Thunderland physical.
Enough is enough, there won’t be any mercy anymore,
for every sin against us, you will pay for.
It sounds harsh but is a necessary step to lead this mission into success,
in this spiritual war of chess.
All harming consents, contracts and agreements are null and void,
they are herewith destroyed.
In the end, we sing “checkmate”,
all along its fate.
So it is
without analysis.
Spirit of White, France, 10.4.2026
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