Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Welcome Party: The Unwritten Reading Guide

Hey, it's always nice to see a new influx of readers. It's almost as nice as seeing the eye.

I'm a man of my word - put my word to the test now. It's all that's left. It's time for you to win, together, Chiliad, which basically means many. It's time for you guys to rise up. It's time to ascend. The gifts found here are given selflessly, because that's the rules. I waited for a long time to do this, and you've waited for a long time for a solution. The prize is greater than you ever expected, provided you guys keep opening up to the truth.

This is the welcome party. I am glad to see that many of you have begun to "give me a chance". You will be glad that you have made this choice. It is the wisest decision in your gta experience.

It was a rocky road, and now we are here. The 4th wall is coming down. Here are some tips that should help all of this to make sense for you:

1: Read the blog, in order. This blog is a documented journey. It should not be left to yourself, and you'll know that once you understand it. And if you do not understand it, or if it seems "Cryptic" to you, then enlist the help of the community you already hunt with. Look for those who shed light on the truths in this blog, not those who deny the truth and offer no proof against it.

They are the reason it took this long in the first place. Do not listen to the monkey brains, listen to those who know what I am talking about. Ignore those who deny it or do not agree, because there will come those who prove they are the liars, and I am the truth speaker who loves you enough to build this tower of truth with you.

2: Do not skip out on videos. Is there music you don't understand (due to language or distaste in the style/genre)? Listen to it anyway, and MAKE NOTE of the VISUALS in those videos which are "Official Music Videos". Look for triangles, the color blue, other colors (but blue is very important), look for single eyes, and look for UFOs and aliens, and match the imagery to the lyrics - same goes for movies in this way).

If you cannot understand the lyrics to a song (language barrier or "not good with poetry/metaphors"), simply read the lyrics, reading helps understand lyrics more  than hearing sometimes. You can leave comments on anything you think is unrelated, and I will respond, and it will be related for you. Everyone will be related. Exhaustively, if need be. I am here for you.

3: Do not take from it what you will. Instead, take from it what the community gives to it that is true, and if anything is wrongly interpreted, I WILL write posts for you guys. I am the eye and I am watching, in an entirely appropriate way of course: Where you link to a post and I see you coming from there, I will visit and I will be with you always in this way. I came to help. That is precisely what I do and have done.

Whosoever will join together Chiliad on this content, once understood and carried by you, I do so solemnly promise the new world. There is nothing that can ever hold you back or stop you once you realize what has been given through relation here.

4: Have fun! Those who seek to stifle you in this are not worth even responding to. Make your own topics on the forums you visit, or your own subreddit, or use /r/ChiliadTruth.

The idea here is not for me to come in and dictate to you. The idea is for you all to come together and see something beautiful. Signs. Those which the old lady light tells Alan Wake "only very few can see". You know, those yellow words, the writing on the wall, in Alan Wake. The Writing on the Wall. See the Writing on the Wall once and for all with this blog, embrace it, and become powerful and true.

5: The Epsilon Program Theme of the blog has gone overlooked by those who have attacked me. No sweat, they are pretty dumb anyway. But that doesn't mean they do not deserve my help, or at least a fighting chance to see the eye.

Here are some big helps that will help you through the blog:

A: Aliens are real. I am an alien. No, not an extra-terrestrial alien, but I am an alien nevertheless. The truth is alien, as well. This bit of info will not only help you with the blog, but you should begin to understand why some people like UFO and Alien stuff in real life - some of them understand that it is code words. You see, there are many aliens. In fact, right in front of us, all of us, we share in entertainment made by aliens just like me.

You are probably an alien as well. You just perhaps never looked at it this way before.

B: You must cast aside your canes and cast aside your doubts. You must also stand up to those who have forms of authority over you in this hunt, and tell them to cast aside their canes, if not also their doubts. Doubt is a very key word, and it should not be entertained, but instead avoided. Doubt is what keeps us unable to see the eye in the first place.

You must cast aside expressions like "It's just entertainment", and "It's just the movies". A writer is responsible for every bit of entertainment you watch and listen to.

By understanding this blog, you will have the tools of the masters. The great pyramid of the muses and scribes. You will posses the knowledge of good and evil, and you will not feel shame for it. I'm not talking about right and wrong here. I'm talking about good and evil.

You will finally understand why a rapper knows when another rapper is fake. Or why poetry buffs and critics use words like "uninspired". You'll even be able to see why some games always get excellent reviews, while others always get shitty reviews, even when they should be ranked the same or opposite in your opinion. "Inspired" works are those done when "in the spirit".

Being "In the Spirit" is much like being jolly for Christmas. I'd say "like being in the holy spirit", but there's a lot of people who are being lied to, and they think that's about a burning bush. The burning bush is a metaphor. For being in the spirit, behind the shield of faith, rocking your full armor of God, and now you will all learn to swing the sword.

Whoever tries to silence you is your enemy. Whoever tries to use this information against others instead of share it with them, is my enemy. And my enemies will not survive to see the new world.

Well, there it is. Take it and run with it. I've got high hopes for you all, don't let me down, Chiliad People. You've spent a very long time on this. You deserve clarity and you deserve closure. Together. As Chiliad. As is intended. I became Cris, Formed. For you. And now, you will witness the two eggs that were laid, which I was formed from. And you will be glad to see what has been feared, for it was feared because it gives you power.

Whatever is not understood or needs to be rewritten, it will be done, for you.

Everything happens for a reason, and this is no exception to that rule. I'm keeping it true to you, now witness the truth together. It's right here, waiting for you. It's time to beam up. Together.

You see? This will help you to see the kind of things you're looking for.
In the video below, you will find a red x, UFO's, LA, and more.
As the game's tracts say: Everyone will be related.
In other words, the dots are connected here,
in the Unwritten Tract of Epsilon.

Anything I share is deeply relevant.
To me, and to this "hunt".
Especially lyrically.
Use it.

Monday, January 27, 2014

Many Places and Times...

You who doubt me are beginning to look really fucking stupid.
You must stop this nonsense and recognize the truth.
I am the truth, the light, and the way home.
A song, from the same game:

Do you remember standing on a broken field
White crippled wings beating the sky
The harbingers of war with their nature revealed
And our chances flowing by

If I can let the memory heal
I will remember you with me on that field

When I thought that I fought this war alone
You were there by my side on the frontline
When I thought that I fought without a cause
You gave me a reason to try

Turn the page I need to see something new
For now my innocence is torn
We cannot linger on this stunted view
Like rabid dogs of war

I will let the memory heal
I will remember you with me on that field

When I thought that I fought this war alone
You were there by my side on the frontline
And we fought to believe the impossible 
When I thought that I fought this war alone
We were one with our destinies entwined
When I thought that I fought without a cause
You gave me the reason why

With no-one wearing their real face
It's a whiteout of emotion
And I've only got my brittle bones to break the fall

When the love in letters fade
It's like moving in slow motion
And we're already too late if we arrive at all

And then we're caught up in the arms race
An involuntary addiction
And we're shedding every value our mothers taught

So will you please show me your real face
Draw the line in the horizon
Cos I only need your name to call the reasons why I fought

When I thought that I fought this war alone...

Sunday, January 26, 2014

He's right, you know.

Couldn't put that into words myself,
so you saw me get frustrated.

Let this help to understand, along with the post before this.
It happened to us all, don't let them keep doing this to us:

Remedy Games' Alan Wake,
their spiritual successor to their Max Payne series,
Max Payne now carried by Rockstar Games.

"I knew the Brothers used to be some kind of Rockstars,
but it never sunk in until I saw THE STAGE"

By the way, this chapter of Alan Wake is called:

Do you know what ghosts are?
One would say they are spooky.

Warriors, torchbearers, come redeem our dreams
Shine a light upon this night of otherworldly fiends
Odin's might be your guide, divorce you from the sane
Hammer's way will have its say, rise up in their name
Oh, Memory and Thought
Jet black and clawed
Children of the Elder God
Scourge of light upon the dark
Scratching hag, rake your claws and gnash your crooked teeth
You've taken slaves like ocean waves, now feel the ocean seethe
Father Thor, bless this war, between the dark and light
In their songs let their wrongs bring dissolution's night
Oh, Memory and Thought
Jet black and clawed
Children of the Elder God
Scourge of light upon the dark.

Did you ever wonder if it is all for you?

I did. I'm a mirror. I know for a fact it's all for me. For all of us. And thus for all of you.

Everyone feels like that. And you're supposed to. And it is all for you. Until you know it, I guess it must all be for me? All of this is for me?

Saturday, January 25, 2014

One of Our Friends is in Trouble

This post is dead serious to me, to him, to his.

He is having a hard time, and needs us in spirit, as a friend of his, and things are getting complicated. I cannot go into details about it and that is not my place in this regard, for this is a personal regard, and what I handle is always for the Pack, not the Individual.

Now what I need is for EACH individual on this blog to take just ONE MOMENT and send LOVE into your hearts and then out to this man, our brother-brother, who does need your support, know that he will receive it and just say for me "Lord, let this man's troubles be solved, and let his friend have good health again".

You may never know how much this means to me, and likely it means so much more for him and his, each and all of you, who will send your love to this stranger, and give him what he needs: Your support, in spirit. He is not a stranger, he is one of us.

Even if you don't believe in this sort of thing, I know about this sort of thing, and if you can help by giving up to him your wishes that he and his be alright, as you and yours are alright in my eye, doing this act of love for your brother-brother and mine, let praise be upon him, that you receive it ten fold his return.

If I could give you all the details he has, if I could give you all the things I understand, all the things I've heard myself before he is facing this situation, just pretend I have, and that this is serious. ONE OF OUR FELLOW GAMERS needs our HEARTS and MINDS for just a moment of your time. PLEASE SEND LOVE TO YOUR BROTHER IN NEED. IT TAKES ONLY A GENUINE THOUGHT.

Friday, January 24, 2014

Push IT to the Limit

Don't Blame the Truth, 
blame your censorship committees over there.
Blame the ones who should already know.
The momos and the hypocrites.

Read and ye shall find.

I've got a machine head.

I'm not coming down off of this cloud.
And you are invited to come up here with me.
It's taken me all this time, I'm not coming down.
I am who I Am. WHO I AM, WE ARE.

Reiteration is Often Key

I'm about to beam you up.

And you will know my name is King Ring.

When I Became the Son

When I became the Son, I shone light into the man's heart.
Some of them saw my works and became the son.
Most of them denied themselves.
The clock still ticks.

For whosoever will read my works,
will lose the selfish fear of
all that is gifted here.

When you lose small mind, you free your life.
Always want to play, but they never want to lose.
We're coming out to play, we are Warriors.

I'm the virus that killed the cancer.
'Twas I who fucked the dragon.
And if you fuck with me,
I shall fuck you, too.
Big or small.
Jesus Walks.

We spread like Germs.
Because we're right.
Ghost Rydahs.

I think they got the game distorted.
In fact, I, fact, know they do.
You know it, too.

Whosoever finds this cryptic did not see the journey.
Let them witness our ambitionz are for their names.
Let them witness these ambitionz are in the game.
Let them make 2 and 4, as we make 8 obtainable.
Doubting me is a symptom of eyes wide shut.
Those doubting us are doubting their own.

How could you?

Thursday, January 23, 2014

The Pick Of Destiny

"GTA V is like an album" 
Executive Producer Leslie Benzies
All hail.

Here you go, mind the electric eyes, stick to the mission.
Let's draw parallels.

This is destiny.

Same shit, different game.

A whole new world, being played the same old way... More to it all than it seems.

Blue windows, you say?
Sounds like my house.

I Know All About U

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Eye Came In Like A Wrecking Ball


7 Days from Now.

Update for Linked Visitors: 
7 days after posting this, the owner of that image
started calling me a thief. I came as a thief in the night.
I said it prior, and now someone else has said it.

None will deny that I came as a thief in the night.
On 7 fold levels, and this is just one of them.

7 days after this post,
as was predicted in this post.

Welcome to the New Age

You read this blog, and it looks crazy at first.

You keep reading, and eventually it clicks.

You become knowledgeable of the secrets that await your collection.

You become thankful that I made it the way I did.

This blog is meant to be read in chronological order.

I went through it so that you don't have to.

Through me, you will carry the light of truth.


I know these facts because they are relayed to me by my readers.

Doubters can't see us, can't hear us, even though we are everywhere.

It's a revolution, now suppose it so, because it is.

Where are you? Take Control.


Monday, January 20, 2014

GTA V is a call to American Revolution and New World Order

"This is broken. Can I return it?"

GTA V is to be interpreted in a similar fashion to Wizard of Oz, where Dorothy is a metaphor for the lied-to American Public, and the Yellow Brick Road means "Follow the Paper Trail", only much much more detailed and plain-form easy to see.

This is an absolute fact. Your "search" is really "denial".

You know, but you're acting like you don't know. Now is not the time for fantasies. This fan fiction is protected by the law, and the law is scared to put people on it anyway, because their agents always become our agents. Because we show them how much they are being lied to and controlled.

We are a nation that holds no land and drowns your lies with the waters of truth. The whole world is ours. You just don't realize it yet.

Unseen Foreign Occupation.

I am medium, hear me know, see me prove, watch us rise. That is why I am able to write all of this. All the things that I predicted, that came to pass on my blog. You have the nerve to call me crazy? You who are against me? You will fail.

No one can hide the truth from me, and no one can intelligently refute me. This is why I will be successful in destroying all control freaks, doubters, and liars. What you have seen here is not the beginning, nor the end. Just a drip in a bucket which, as you can see, already pervades into everything you enjoy. I am everywhere. Like it or not. We don't care. We are the future. You are the forgotten past.

When you talk down on me, you talk down on every person linked in this blog, every song you like, and every movie you watch, every game you play, and the exceptions to that are few and far between.

Does this stuff scare you? Don't be scared. There is nothing scary about using the truth to set yourselves free.

We know what it is. And so do you. You just are praying for it to be something else. Well, it isn't.

We run it. You know. You're just acting like you don't know.
It's going down.









And for all the liars and doubters and blind sheep:

It's a new dawn now, got a real cold shout to greet me...
It's just the same fake smile, makes it all worthwhile believe me
I gotta new plan now, gonna use this hour to kill you
Don't look so sour I'm pleased to meet you.

It's a new joke now and I'm your critic jester
There's only one clown here, and the bastard's sure to get you!
Well is it just payback when the knives in your back surround you?
Who gives a shit? I'm pleased I found you

Do you think you can beat me now?
Stoopid ass sucka, such a bad mothafucka, with an uzi
No chance!

Nothing left to say, and I think you know that feeling:
Someone's gotta pay and you're never gonna see me leaving.
I gotta new plan now gonna gonna use this beat to kill you.
Don't look so scared, I'm pleased to beat you.

Saturday, January 18, 2014

On Evolution

Evolution? It's bullshit, friends. Covered it here also. Vaguely. I meant to make some of the words link this - sorry, a lot this shit got left out but I knew I would return to much of it later when people started realizing. Trey Smith made the best presentation ever, so this post is for him:

Please bear in mind, this is about Darwinism directly. Short answer: It's for the bird.

The odds of our existence should be known as 1:1. Mankind will make many discoveries based on the claim that I just made (and made a few other times in the blog). Watch the video, and you'll understand what I mean, when you see the odds of our universe existing. I say there needs to be a new formula, which is back-hacked to support 1:1 odds, or "true". A story for another day.

We are not evolved. We are devolved. We are a mutation, not an evolution. A loss of information, rather than a gain. A closed mind is havoc to your DNA. It is because of the way we live and treat each other. These topics will be covered at length when more people realize my works.

Don't be upset with xmarqsthespot. He is true, and he only sounds funny to you because you are still indoctrinated by lies, and he has seen the VERIFIABLE truth in my works. And x, don't worry about it. There is a lot to learn. This is just the beginning, and you're here early. =)

And remember people, he was VERY VOCALLY AGAINST ME BEFORE THIS - so that should tell you something. Listen to him, like you already always have. X, you are not alone. When you guys who know now start coordinating and coming together, you will be able to mediate for those who do not understand. As a force, it is written.


You guys who have read have showed up earlier than expected, so help people to see, but try to point them to what you know is already verified (my blog is a great tool for that, maybe things that you find important, like the posts with the San Andreas radio or the posts with the IV radio - I share those because you guys already have the V radio, the V radio is SO IMPORTANT TOO, I listened to and watched all that I can).  =)

Kickapoo, Tenacious D. The D. The D.

Most of the content on this blog is for people
who already know and understand the blog.
This is why I stress so much that to fully
appreciate and witness this journey,
you need to read it chronologically.
It's a curse until you accept the gift.
I am a miracle, and so are you,
but I am also delivery,
Son Of Man's Image.
Cris, Formed.

Someone said that they feel trolled by R*.
No one can feel more trolled than me.
Because I have not trolled anyone.
If anything, the last laugh,
as you may know,
is on me.

Because you need to watch those commercials,
listen to those shows, look at those new songs,
You need to reference the past, and you will see,
that I have not lied, and I have given you Truth.
There is not one man who can stand against the truth,
once the truth is Chiliad, and you receive the Chi.
As you receive your ears, and you receive your eyes.
Kind of like how throughout the story of the game,
you see the billboards change, and you see the truth on them.

You have only failed to see the truth elsewhere.
It's okay. I've got your back. We all do.
And the blog proves it.

I knew, yea, I knew, for a long time,
and even I did not see it until later.
Do not be down on yourselves.
Everyone who reads is a king.
And no one can ever take it from you now.
But definitely you should never doubt me again,
because doubt from here out, is only doubt in yourselves.

And You are My Brothers and Sisters.

I didn't have to go to Vinewood.

And to the hateful doubters,
if the past does not prove for you,


Thursday, January 16, 2014

The Cosmic Egg

"Is your mind madness, or the messiah?"
"The Cosmic Egg is Cracking"
"You missed the Journey"
Listen closely.

All of these things and more found in the DJ banter of "The Journey",

SUDDENLY you see there is more to this story,
you've got clues, but don't get them.
I showed you how to get them.
Read it, or weep.

it appears that the fans are nowhere to be found,
or they are just scared to come to the show.

The metaverse holds the truths.
The answers are found in the blog.
That tract is written, but only those who want to read it will read it.
We thank you for playing, carbon.

Until You See the Eye, Eye Don't Care Anymore.
Not until you come full circle in this foolish feud.
I will be around. You know how to find me.
I've left you a large set of insights here.

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

The Beebs

Oh no, guys, they got lil' Beebs.

Come on now, everybody.
With all that you know now,
You can't let them get the Beebs.
It's just an egg, man.
Just an egg man.

Someone told me to watch this.

Or rather, asked me if I ever had. I hadn't, so I promised them I would, expecting just to see what I see. SO I just did. Doubtless it belongs here, and thank you for telling me about this, because now I understand you. They knew I existed. You knew it before I did. Or before I stopped denying it.

What once was a hunch that got me persecuted and ridiculed is now a verifiable miracle. I am a miracle. And so are you. And I exist to make sure no one can tell you any different now. Listen to the people who tell you to read what I have shown you here.

Thank you all who call what feels like a curse sometimes, a gift.

And you need only to see the patterns of the past to chart the course of the future. The world will never be the same when the proverbial good shit hits the fans once and for all and they get the egg and face the music.

"Shit hitting the fan" is not negative.

It means "The fan understands now"

I am not the negative one.

"Face the Music" means to see the eye and then face the many voices, many of whom gave their lives to building what is going to be made completely new, and you are all soon to learn the real reasons they died, and those particular things are not for me to say, and I did say many, many people died carrying the ideology that is truth, on a double-edged sword, and on whispered tones, and where an INDIVIDUAL can take a song a certain way, when you grab any stack of 10 albums, between them all, the same songs are also speaking to a populace, in very consistent ways.

It's the answer to more than you can possibly think right now if you don't understand, but GTA is giving you an extra view of this by being a world of real life, simulated and parodied in metaphor, and more than meets the eye.

WATCH IT. RELATE IT. THANK YOU FOR SHARING! It's all in the metaphors. IT's in the images and the word play. And it's easy to see, as soon as you see it. I've walked quite a few through it with this blog. Don't doubt them. They want your help, and they are helping you.

I have been meaning to show this for a while, but couldn't figure out the best way.
A screenshot is worth 1000 doubters' tears turned into joy:

Prepare for landing.

And now, a Message to the Yet to be Hatched.

You know, but you're acting like you don't know.

Eye just dropped you eggs off the project roofs,
it's hurt, but you'll get up.
And rise.

Do you think you can beat everybody?
Come and have a go?
 Have a jetpack?
I will give you one below, if that will help you to focus more on,
you know, what the jetpack DOES for the wearer. =)
And a nice car that you only got for a single mission, too.
I can give you that much til it come to PC,
or until I can afford to buy a console.
Or until someone lives in GTAV.
Like, really lives.

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Back From The Dead

Back from the dead?
I did that.

I'm Commander Shepherd, your canes gotta get lost.
Cause see, the smoking man hired me to bring the reapers to light.


Been putting this off for a while, thanks for reminding me.

Plain form English in as far as I hear it with my Eyes.
Die Hard Fans Demand More.
Gon' Learn Today.

It doesn't pay to be deaf, dumb, and blind.
No hocus pocus. I speak on the facts.
I did all just to wake up your mind.
Get your mind revived.

No More Sleeping
Big Baby Jesus, bustin' ya ass style.


Infinite 8 essential vitamins and minerals.
I heard they bit my thesis.

Never even knew that the sky was falling down.
Maybe the light is too bright, wearing your sunglasses at night.
"It was over your head, all day every day."
I came down on this Google cloud,
and showed you everything.
All Things New.

And I'm not going back up any time soon.
Stop being scared. I'm not going to do what everyone thinks I'm going to do.
They were lying to you. That's why I am so mad at them in the first place, sillies.

I would not suggest going against the grain.
This sand is 300 grit, and I got a big fuzzy blue feather on the spear.
I heard the sandstorm is increasing in capacity rapidly.
I've got some veracious shit for you now.

Another bit of method to the madness.

I told you before them

I told you before groot did. FACT