The Sea Is Rising: A Dream from the Edge of Collapse

There is a feeling in the air right now thatโ€™s hard to deny, even if people are still arguing about what to call it. Something is rising, as if from a great depth… sometimes it feels like a volcano, sometimes it feels like the sea is rising. It is happening everywhere… all at once.

And it is making something break.

You see it in the escalation of wars and the widening circles of conflict. You feel it at the gas pump, in the grocery aisle, in the quiet calculations people are making about what they can no longer afford. You hear it in the language of fear, in the hardening of identities, in the rising hostility between neighbor and neighbor. You see it in the streets, where enforcement begins to look less like law and more like force. And you sense it in the growing number of people who no longer believe the system they live under is stableโ€”or even survivable.

Call it instability. Call it fracture. Call it the early tremors of something much larger.

Or call it what it may actually be: the beginning of a fall.

In Sapience: The Moment Is Now, there is a dreamโ€”a vision experienced by a man trying to answer a question that may be the most important one humanity has ever faced:

How do we transform human consciousness so that, if we survive whatโ€™s coming, we donโ€™t rebuild the same broken world?

What he sees is not a distant future. It feels uncomfortably close.

He sees a species that has become more ferocious than any predator it once fearedโ€”not because of strength, but because of blindness. A blindness born not of stupidity, but of disconnection. Disconnection from nature. From reality. From the deeper layers of the self that understand complexity, interdependence, and consequence.

Instead, modern life has trained us to live inside ideas.

We mistake models for reality. Narratives for truth. Memes for meaning.

Weโ€™ve been taught to scan the world in linesโ€”headlines, feeds, slogansโ€”while reality itself unfolds as a vast, interconnected field where everything is happening at once. The result is a dangerous simplification. A thinning of perception. A kind of collective โ€œignore-anceโ€โ€”not just ignorance, but an active ignoring of what doesnโ€™t fit the story weโ€™ve been handed or have chosen to believe.

And from that place, we act.

We act on partial truths. On distorted fears. On inherited divisions. On identities that feel solid but are, in many cases, carefully constructed and continuously reinforced.

We act as if we are separateโ€”from each other, from the environment, from consequence itself.

But there is no such separation.

There is no human being without an environment any more than there is a heart without a body. What we are doing to the world, we are doing to ourselves. And yet, the dominant mindset still treats nature as an adversary to be controlled, extracted from, or defeated.

That is not just an error.

It is a fatal one.

In the dream, people begin to feel itโ€”though they donโ€™t understand it. A rising pressure. A loss of coherence. A creeping sense that something fundamental has gone wrong.

And instead of turning inwardโ€”toward deeper awareness, toward integrationโ€”they are pushed further outward into fragmentation.

The pace of life accelerates. Information fragments into smaller and more emotionally charged pieces. Cultural understanding collapses into viral unitsโ€”memes that spread faster than truth and stick harder than nuance. These fragments donโ€™t deepen awareness; they inflame reaction.

And slowly, almost invisibly at first, humanity is herded into shallower and shallower waters of consciousness.

Waters too shallow to sustain a thinking, feeling, interconnected species.

Cut off from what the book calls the Primordial Beingโ€”that deeper, integrated awareness capable of holding complexityโ€”people begin to unravel. Some sink into despair. Others lash out. Many retreat into hardened psychological bunkers.

Fear becomes the dominant currency.

And fear does what fear always does: it divides, isolates, and escalates.

In the dream, this psychological fragmentation doesnโ€™t stay internal. It spills outward into the physical world.

The environment degrades under the weight of unchecked consumption and short-term thinking. Air thickens. Waters choke. Waste piles into monuments of excess. The systems designed to sustain life begin to buckle under the strain.

At the same time, social systems fracture.

Trust erodes. Cooperation collapses. Violenceโ€”both personal and collectiveโ€”rises. Not everywhere at once, but enough, and often enough, to shift the overall balance.

People begin to turn on each other.

Not because they are inherently evilโ€”but because they are overwhelmed, disconnected, and operating from a distorted sense of reality.

In that state, even โ€œcivilized instinctโ€ becomes dangerous. It is no longer guided by wisdom or awareness, but by centuries of conditioning layered over fear and scarcity.

The result is a world that feels increasingly unrecognizable.

Unstable.

Unsafe.

Insane.

And here is the hardest part to confront:

In the dream, the fall is not caused by a single event.

It is the cumulative result of millionsโ€”billionsโ€”of small actions taken from a fragmented state of mind.

The tipping point comes not because there were no good people left. There were many. There were even good groups, good efforts, real attempts to change course.

But the balance had shifted too far.

Fear outweighed cooperation.

Division outpaced unity.

Reaction overwhelmed reflection.

And so, when the moment came to act togetherโ€”to truly confront the climate crisis, to de-escalate conflict, to reimagine systemsโ€”the collective capacity simply wasnโ€™t there.

Not because it was impossible.

But because the consciousness required to do it had not been cultivated.

That is the warning embedded in the dream.

And that is why it matters now.

Because if youโ€™re paying attention, you can feel how close we are to that tipping dynamicโ€”not necessarily to an immediate, singular collapse, but to a continued slide driven by fragmentation, fear, and disconnection.

The point is not to declare that collapse is inevitable.

But it is equally dangerous to pretend that nothing fundamental is happening.

The real question is this:

What do we do with this awareness?

If the core problem is fragmentation of consciousness, then no purely external solutionโ€”political, technological, or economicโ€”will be enough on its own.

Those matter. They are necessary.

But they are downstream.

Upstream is perception. Awareness. The ability to hold complexity without collapsing into fear or simplistic narratives. The willingness to reconnectโ€”with reality, with each other, and with the deeper layers of our own minds.

That kind of shift is harder than protest. Harder than policy. Harder than innovation.

It requires discipline.

It requires honesty.

And it requires resisting the constant pull toward outrage, simplification, and psychological retreat.

You donโ€™t fix a fragmented world with a fragmented mind.

So as protests rise, as tensions escalate, as the world feels increasingly unstable, the work is not just โ€œout there.โ€

Itโ€™s in here.

Because if we carry the same patterns of thoughtโ€”the same reactive instincts, the same shallow processingโ€”into whatever comes next, we will rebuild the same conditions that led us here.

Different faces. Same outcome.

That is the cycle the dream is trying to break.

Not just survival.

But transformation.

The moment weโ€™re in right now is not just political or economic.

It is psychological.

And whether this is a death spiral or a turning point depends, in no small part, on whether enough people are willing to move beyond the surfaceโ€ฆ and learn how to think, perceive, and act from a deeper place.

Thatโ€™s not a comforting conclusion.

But it is an honest one.

And at this stage, honesty may be the most necessary starting point we have.

Excerpt — Sapience: The Moment Is Now

Dream Yong Xing-li has as he nears understanding how to Transform human consciousness on a scale never before achieved in human history, a transformation necessary so that humans do not go right back over the Climate Cliff that very nearly annihilates all life on Earth (including human) during the 21st Century (our time now).

Modern Man is more ferocious, savage, and feral than the most dangerous animal on Earth. He ignores the balances and limits nature worked out over eons of time on others. He blames his own Element of Irreducible Rascality, his shadow, his Yetzer Hara, his sin on others.
Disconnected from his inner most nature, Modern Man acts in ignorance wherever he goes. This ignore-ance is his greatest evil. Deeds done in the name of ignorance are more savage than the biggest, baddest saurian ever was. Instead, man feels himself to be as the English poet Alfred Edward Housman wrote: โ€œI, a stranger and afraid, in a world I never made.โ€ His feeling of utter alienation in an unintelligent universe leaves him feeling trapped inside his own skin and at war with the blind, stupid forces of nature and the universe. But, this feeling it due to an idea based on 19th century commonsense that human beings are fluke in nature and if humanity does not fight nature, it will not be able to maintain its status as an intelligent fluke. And so, the war on nature rages based on a ghastly error of thinking, a way of living in the world that can only examine the world in lines like a scanner. Therefore modern education takes so long, each child must scan miles of lines of print just to know the basic stuff man has come to understand about himself, society, nature, and the universe. But the world does not come at us in lines. It comes at us in a multi-dimensional continuum of everything happening together everywhere at once. In short, man ideas of reality are paltry substitutes for what it really is and basing actions on ideas has led humanity to an all-out war with nature, which is really himself for you do not find a man without an environment and if man leaves the atmosphere of Earth, he must take a canned version of his environment with him just as he must take his legs, arms, and head with himโ€”they go togetherโ€”man and environment are the same thing for there is no man without a sufficiently complicated environment to support bodies and living beings.
And so, Modern Man hassled and stressed and often beholden to men greater than himself who held the power, money, and authority to dictate his life, increasingly based his deeds and actions around ideas. At first, many Modern people based their lives around religious ideas and cultural norm, but increasingly as these fabrics of society frayed, he based core beliefs on memes, a unit of cultural information spread by imitation such as a practice, a ceremony, an image, a story, or a joke passed between people. As the pace of modern life got faster and faster, the unit of cultural information was diluted and reduced to tiny bits of polarizing ideas that spread like virulent viruses through the world wide web increasingly replacing the world of nature with the world of ideas created by men.
Without even knowing it, the Good People of Earth had been herded into conscious waters too shallow to sustain them. Here most of the humanity were trapped by their circumstance dictated by harsh and heartless economic realities created by men who had more than them and desired even. Carefully taught over centuries of civilization not to swim into the deeper waters of their own consciousness, Modern Man became more and more divorced from their Primordial Being who knows the world is vastly more complicated than a mere idea, fact, or fantasy. Cut off from the very part of themselves that could help them most, people sank into deep pits of hopelessness, sadness, and despair. Others lash out in cruel ways further polarizing the rising Sea of Unconsciousness flooding the ground of civilization all modern people stood, the unconsciousness pouring out of each person cut off from their Primordial Being. It was a sea choked with of carbon waste piled into high mountains of garbage; filling rivers with poop and plastic; and filling the air with Methane and CO2 pumped out by the machines Modern man used to save time, cut costs, and save labor.  
People adopted a locked down, bunker, and siege mentality. 

It was hell.

Instinct takes overโ€ฆ

โ€ฆbut it was a Civilized Instinctโ€ฆ

โ€ฆone misshaped after centuries of social programming.

Just before the fall, the suicide and homicide rates rose exponentially. Big and little wars broke out all over the world. Husbands turned on wivesโ€ฆ wives turned on husbandsโ€ฆ children turned on parentsโ€ฆ neighbor on neighbor. Nobody felt safe or normal anymore. There were plenty of good people and even a good number of good collectives in the world, but the balance had tipped too far. The slide over the climate cliff was inevitable because instead of acting together to mitigate climate change, fear and hopelessness had been poured on the Flames of Division, further fragmentating and polarizing the Sea of Unconsciousness.

The world has gone insaneโ€ฆ

Sapience: The Moment Is Now

Chapter: Megs, p. 378 – 79

Who Broke the Timeline? Man, Time, Dueling Busts of Dust & The Latest Ego Wars

Here, one of the central characters travels with his AI companion, Ra, searching for a way to transform human consciousnessโ€”before humanity tumbles over the Climate Cliff for a second and final time.

When we last left them, they were grappling with the legacy of Qin Shi Huang, Chinaโ€™s First Emperorโ€”a figure I explored in depth in Wisdom Guardians: Loyalty Over Truth: From Qin Shi Huang to Trump | #7. He didnโ€™t make it into Sapience (too many ruthless rulers, not enough pages), but thatโ€™s why the Wisdom Guardians podcast exists: to fill in the gaps, tracing the egos that bent civilizations to their will.

This passage marks the transition from ancient China into the fertile cradle of Mesopotamiaโ€”Sumer, Akkad, Babylonโ€”before sweeping to Akhenatenโ€™s Egypt and then back again, through thousands of years of empire building and collapse. And what emerges, when you step back, is sobering: for all our progress, the modern era isnโ€™t nearly as different from those ancient times as weโ€™d like to believe.


The following is an earlier draft of this excerpt from my novel Sapience: The Moment Is Now.

Who Broke the Timeline? Qin to Rome

Who Broke the Timeline? An aerial view of northern Africa, the Arabian Peninsula and the Mediterranean Basin. A new study led by University of Wisconsinโ€“Madisonโ€™s John Kutzbach shows that changes in Earthโ€™s orbit, greenhouse gases, and ice sheets influenced the planetโ€™s climate over the last 140,000 years and may have provided wetter, greener corridors at times that permitted human migration out of Africa and into the Middle East. Image courtesy of Google Earth
The lush green mountains of the Qin Empire disappear. Yong Xing-li finds himself standing on a hill overlooking the Isthmus of Suez. The same drying climate that forced the Indo-Aryan tribes further north to migrate and contributed to the Indus valleyโ€™s civilization collapse is drying out the lands of Mesopotamia. A vast desert already has northern Africa in its grips forcing most of the native tribes towards the Nile River valley and the Fertile Crescent is destine for the same fate.
Who Broke the Timeline? Field studies in southeastern Morocco, just a few kilometers away from the site of this dust storm, show that electric fields generated by blowing sand boost dust emissions up to 10 times more than expected from wind alone.  PAVLIHA/ISTOCKPHOTO | Science
In the East, a darkness grows. Yong Xing-li wonders if itโ€™s rain. It approaches fast, and he soon sees it is not billowing clouds of rain but rather dust. They move like creatures devouring everything into their dusty darkness. It blots out sun, then swallows Yong Xing-li in its smothering embrace. Finely broken bits of rocks pound his face. Itโ€™s hard to breathe. Gasping for air, Yong Xing-li reaches for the kill switch to end the simulation when the swirling dust separates and forms a bubble around him.
Dust pelts the bubble from all directions. Thereโ€™s no form or shape to anything as if he was swallowed into a static pattern of an old television set. The dust begins to clump by color. Brown dust particles form mountains and high plains. White dust crowns their peaks and creates high, arid lands. Green dust particles settle into valleys with yellow-green dust making high valleys and dark green dust creating low valleys. Blue grains of dust form into long ribbons that tumble from the mountains, meander through the plains and valleys, then empty into seas.
Who Broke the Timeline? Inside the Dueling Dust Storms | Animation: Genolve | Music: Ethereal Oasis – Harmony Horizons – Sensitizer โ™ช
 The image is clear. This is Mesopotamia. The telltale narrow neck of where the Euphrates and Tigris rivers flow closest together looks like an entrance into Eden from this perspective. And it is. Between these two rivers is a place where everything needed to live is available in great abundance.
Who Broke the Timeline? Ancient Mesopotamian | Teaching Wiki
Who Broke the Timeline? Humans Due to Conscious Awareness Can Change the Color and Course of Consciousness | Image: Genolve
Suddenly, Yong Xing-li all on his own without any help from Ra understands these were the first cities of Sumer, simply from a different perspective. Each one beating to its own unique rhythm, its color, as it grew around its whirl. Just as individual cells clustered together to better meet the needs of daily existence, so too do civilizations. Just as simple creatures evolved digestive tracks to better capture, distribute, and discard energy, so too did civilizations. Their digestive track is simply on a different level of being the one created when man used his focused beam of conscious attention not just to scan for threats and opportunities in the external world but to scan his inner world too.
Who Broke the Timeline? The Invisible Force and Flow of Consciousness | Image: Genolve
Along the banks of the Euphrates, Yong Xing-li watches as colorful whirling clusters form along the riverโ€™s edge. To the north, near the narrow neck, yellow, rose, and turquoise whirls grow. To the south, near the mouth, baby blue, orange, and purple swirls grow. He watches as each whirl pulls different colored particles around it into its vortex. Blue particles of water disappear into the vortex. Green particles constantly flow into the whirl vanish. Brown particles dematerialize into the eddy. Red particles are pulled out of all the dominate color patterns dissipate in whirlpools.
Who Broke the Timeline? When Human Consciousness Swirls Together in the Same Direction, Cities and Civilizations Bloom | Image: Genolve
When he did this, a murky plane of unmanifested potential became visible. It is a vast plane full of strange feelings, nebulous dreams, terrifying possibilities, bone-chilling fears, shadowy ideas, half-baked notions, circular ruminations, stifling opinions, rigid convictions, and backwards-looking reflections. Using his beam of focused conscious attention, he could choose actions different than what nature would have made for him through his instinctual responses to happenings in the world. By combining this focused effort with others in this tribe, the collective effort was 10 times, 100 times, 10,000 times more powerful than the work of one man working alone.
Who Broke the Timeline? Choice Is a Consequence of Conscious Awareness | Image: Genolve
The more people used this ability together to accomplish collective action, the more synchronized their inner dialogues grew with everyone else. Talking to oneself is of course thinking. There is a natural beat or rhythm to thinking just as there is to a heartbeat, breathing, or between waking and sleeping states of consciousness. Shared language, customs, and routines synchronize an individualโ€™s thinking rhythm with the groupโ€™s rhythm. These group patterns are further colored by flourishes such as local idioms, beloved stories, and the type of humor enjoyed by the people.
Who Broke the Timeline? Ancient City | Image: Genolve
Getting everyone to flow in the same direction is harder, but there are lots of ways to encourage cooperative flow. Routines, rules, and laws are common practices to introduce and enforce conformity and a commonly agreed way of doing things. But far more powerful is shared beliefs. Nothing galvanizes a group of humans faster or stronger than shared beliefs that capture and store the peoplesโ€™ collective hopes and dreams as well as their nightmares and fears in a collective reservoir of potential. This reservoir serves as a source of energy upon which everyone can draw as they work together to make their hopes and dreams come true while keeping the fiendish, nightmarish possibilities at bay. Rites and rituals create a powerful spin that keeps everyone moving mostly in the same direction and this spin creates the vortex around which civilizations grow.
Who Broke the Timeline? Swirls of Light — Social Psychological Forces Holding Cities and Civilizations Together | Image: Genolve
Yong Xing-li knows the pale-yellow swirl furthest north near the narrow neck of the Euphrates and Tigris is the Sumerian city of Sippar. It swirls around its patron god Shamash, God of Sun and Light. Borsippa beats to turquoise while twirling around Nabu, God of Writing and Wisdom. Kish thumps to rose while rotating around Zababa, God of the Hunt. Downstream near the mouth of the Euphrates, Ur beats to baby blue while spinning around Nanna, Moon God and King of all Gods. Uruk reverberates to purple while whirling around Inanna, Goddess of Love. Eridu quivers to orange while spiraling around Enki, a trickster god.
Who Broke the Timeline? The Archaeologist
As each city grows bigger, smaller swirls grow and flow inside the bigger swirl creating complicated rosette patterns. From the center of these blooms of civilization emerge the patron god or goddess of each city. They have cow ears or baby goat horns or hair made of wheat emerge, symbols of the collective force that tamed wheat and barley, goats, and cows in service of the people. Buds of civilizations appear up and down the Tigris and Euphrates rivers and between them. Swirls even emerge in the mountains or far from rivers and streams as people unleash their collective intelligence to solve all sorts of problems of survival.
Who Broke the Timeline? Swirls of Light — the Invisible Forces Holding Societies and Civilizations Together | Animation: Genolve |Music: Mesopotamia – Mesopotamia – Rauschhaus โ™ช
Tendrils of trade, communication, culture, and technology grow between the blooming city-states of Sumer and other newly bloomed civilizations such as the Amorites, Elamites, and Gutians. Shimmering networks of trade and cooperation light up Mesopotamia with the glistening achievements of civilization. But a collective will can manifest evil as well as good. Such collective manifestation is also on par with the power of a Godโ€”the wrath of a God. Dark spots of conflict erupt along vital trading routes. Sippar wars with Borsippa. Uruk wars with Kish. At any one point in time during the 2,000 years Sumerian civilization controlled the region, they warred with each other almost as much as they warred with other nearby civilizations who infringed on their resources or land. The gentle, peaceful agrarian Gods and Goddesses who first emerged soon became adept in the art of war and grew fiercer features and powers.
King Sargon of Akkad
Who Broke the Timeline? Sargon The Great King Of Akkad |Ancient Origins
One dark yellow Amorite swirl far to north along the Tigris River grew bigger and bigger. It soon turned its tendrils of trade into ramparts of war conquering Sumerโ€™s rainbow-colored city-states and turning them into the dark yellow beat of king Sargon of Akkad. He is the first of the Sumerian kings, although he was an Amorite who spoke a different language, to conquer all the city-states of Sumer and bringing them under one rule. He is the first to establish an empire in Mesopotamia. The pulse of the Akkadian Empire dominates the Mesopotamia for 200 years.
Changing climate chips away at rigid structures imposed by the Akkadian Empire, which are further weaken by furious Gutians who descend from the Zagros Mountains attacking Akkadian outposts to reclaim their independence. The Empire falls, allowing erratic, unstable independent city-states to return to the Sumerian way.
The Gutian Invasion: What Really Caused the Fall of the Akkadian Empire?
Who Broke the Timeline? The Gutian Invasion: What Really Caused the Fall of the Akkadian Empire? |Ancient Origins
Trading networks reappear, but Sumer is a shadow of itself. New realities of empires mean city-states must learn how to bundle their strengths or fall prey to another ambitious ruler. Broken bits of the Akkadian-speaking empire reassemble into the Assyrians in the north and the Babylonians in the south. Elam forms as a power in the south, the Gutains galvanizes as a power in the east, the Hittites grow into a power in the north, and to the west Canaan and Palestine are forming into powers. And still further west, Egypt is growing as a fierce force that will soon need to be reckoned with.
Major states of the Bronze Age - Assyrians, Hittites, Babylonia, Mitanni, Egypt
Who Broke the Timeline? Major states of the Bronze Age – Assyrians, Hittites, Babylonia, Mitanni, Egypt | The Assyrian Empire and the New Babylonian Empire, Guest Hollow’s Whirlwind World History
Babylon is the first to take control of the Fertile Crescent under Hammurabiโ€™s hand. The Hittites conquer Babylon and extend their control into new territories into Asia Minor while Egypt gobbles up the lower half of the Fertile Crescent extending its empire all the way to the Euphrates River. Sea People attack the Hittites that make them vulnerable to the Assyrians who are rising as a formidable power. The Assyrians conquer the Hittites and the Egyptians too, creating the biggest and most ruthless empire yet. Nebuchadnezzar strikes back, conquering Assyria and claiming its empire for Babylon. Persia led by Cyrus the Great conquers the second Babylon empire, taking Mesopotamia and Egypt as well as adding parts of India and Greek Islands to create the Achaemenid Empire. It is now the biggest empire ever assembled and lasts for almost 600 years until Alexander the Great strikes back. He conquers Persia and claims its massive empire for Macedonian. Desiring even more land, he pushes deeper into India but does not get too far. He dies young and his mighty Macedonian Empire crumbles into smaller warring kingdoms, which leave the civilized western world sitting on the tip of a pin.
Who Broke the Timeline? Hammurabi’s Code and the Dust Storm | Animation: Genolve | Music: Ambient Arabian Oud – Middle Eastern Oud – Rafael Krux
The only way to get more land or resources in this part of the world is to conquer it. In three short centuries, the Roman does precisely that but not without some difficulties. The dust storm obliterates the colorful maps of moving particles, and it is just grey chaos storming around him and darker than ever.
Roman Empire in 117 CE
Who Broke the Timeline? Roman Empire in 117 CE | World History Encyclopedia
Yong Xing-li wonders what Ra plans to show him next or if he will show him anything else. The torrent of raging dust only seems to be growing stronger and darker. It pelts at his bubble shielding him from its abrasive edges that threaten to cut him into millions of tiny pieces as small as the swirling dust all around him. For a moment, heโ€™s not sure if heโ€™s in a dust storm or a deluge of formless, meaningless quanta and his bubble of space rapidly begins to recede.
Raโ€™s bodiless voice resounds not only in his diminishing bubble but everywhere outside of it. He asks, โ€œDo you ever wonder why manโ€™s timeline starts in the middle?โ€
Who Broke the Timeline? RA | Image: Genolve
โ€œNo Ra,โ€ Yong Xing-li replies growing ever more nervous as his bubble shrinks further and further now little bigger than his own body, โ€œIโ€™ve never really thought about it. Why does it start in the middle?โ€ He pushes ineffectively against the shrinking bubble to no avail. His little universe of calm and orderliness is about to be swallowed by dust when another distinctly different voice resounds that instantly reclaims all his lost standing and his bubble is restored.
Who Broke the Timeline? Talking Busts of Dust | Animation: Genolve | Music: Ambient Alchemy – Ambient Alchemy – Stella Synth โ™ช
โ€œItโ€™s because of me. It is my story that defined time. It is my story the marks year zero for all of humanity. I made the timeline start in the middle.โ€
Who Broke the Timeline? Bust of Dust, Caesar | Image: Genolve
As this strange new voice echoes away into the blowing grains of dust, the bust of Julius Caesar forms outside the edge of his bubble glaring at him. This bust of marble is very much alive. Yong Xing-li is very much at a loss of what to do for he has never in his life had to interact with just a head.
Another voice booms in the howling dust: โ€œNo, it is because of me. I am the one who put Spartacus down and nailed him and his 6,000 men to crosses along the Appain Way. I am the one who saved Rome from free fall. It is my story that defines time and divided it into before and after.โ€
Bust found in the Licinian Tombs in Rome, traditionally identified as Crassus
Who Broke the Timeline? Marcus Licinius Crassus | Bust found in the Licinian Tombs in Rome, traditionally identified as Crassus | Wiki
To Julius Caesarโ€™s right, the marble bust of Marcus Lucinius Crassus, one of the richest men of Rome during his time forms from the dust. He is just as living and just as livid as Julius Caesar.
Another bodiless booms in the dust, laughing in disdain at the other two busts. โ€œYou both are wrong,โ€ the voice booms with contempt and scorn. โ€œIt is me who defies time and starts the timeline for the men to come. I am the one who rescued Rome from famine and hungry. I crossed the high seas defeating the pirates and confronting Mithridates of Pontus who was raising an army to strike at Rome in a weaken and vulnerable state. I marched my men through the Caucasus Mountains, redrawing the map for Rome and making the eastern Mediterranean Red for Rome.โ€
Bust of Pompey, copy of an original from 70โ€“60 BC, Venice National Archaeological Museum
Who Broke the Timeline? Pompey – Gnaeus Pompeius Magnus | Bust of Pompey, copy of an original from 70โ€“60 BC, Venice National Archaeological Museum | Wiki
To Julius Caesarโ€™s left, the marble bust of Pompey the Great forms from the swirling dust. One of the greatest military men of Romeโ€™s long history. His living arrogance hoovers over Julius and Crassus like a gloomy cloud.
โ€œYou both remain as deluded in death as you were in life,โ€ Julius retorts. โ€œYour head was cut off Crassus in the Battle of Carrhae and put on a stick that the Parthians used in Euripides play The Bacchae. And Pompey, your head was delivered to me on a platter after you went running yellow to Egypt where my friend Ptolemy XIII Theos Philopator, Pharaoh of Egypt, met you and cut off your head.โ€
โ€œAnd you were stabbed 23 times and bled to death on the Senate floor not more than 2 years later,โ€ a booming voice of three resounds making Yong Xing-li spin around on his heels to see three more marble busts materializing from the dust. It is none other than Marcus Antonius better known as Mark Antony, Marcus Aemilius Lepidus, and Caesarโ€™s grandnephew and adopted son, Gaius Julius Caesar Octavianus better known as Octavian.
Octavius (Caesar Augustus), Lepidus, Marc Antony
Who Broke the Timeline? Busts of Second Triumvirate | Octavius (Caesar Augustus), Lepidus, Marc Antony | From Octavian to Augustus: A Republic Ends Itself in a Power-Grab |Brewminate
In unison they boom, โ€œIt is I who avenged you and serve as the marker dividing time from before to after,โ€ though the tone of each man is clear; he alone did it.
These are the men of the Second Triumvirate who play the sentiment of the people of Rome so finely, it turns forever away from its founding as a Republic and into an Empire that shreds and dominates Western Civilization for centuries to come.
The six busts stare and glare at each other in such defiant domination Yong Xing-li is sure their glowering stare will crack his fragile bubble into millions of pieces, and he will be swallowed once again in the ravenous dust storm that he is certain he will not survive.
Pompey, Caesar, Crassus
Who Broke the Timeline? First Triumvirate – Pompey, Caesar, Crassus |The Impact
Mark Antony, Lepidus, and Octavian
Who Broke the Timeline? Second Triumvirate  | Strategic alliance formed in the 1st century BC by Mark Antony, Lepidus, and Octavian | Coins
Then a soft and beautiful glowing light appears above his bubble and a man appearing in the center of the light holding a lamb in one arm and a Shepardโ€™s crook in his other hand. Without moving his lips, he says, โ€œIโ€™m afraid it is I who created a rift in the timeline.โ€
Jesus Holding A Lamb By Layne Haacke (for sale)
Who Broke the Timeline? Jesus Holding A Lamb By Layne Haacke (for sale)
No sooner than these words are conveyed to Yong Xing-li, than a tremendous earthquake shakes the ground upon which he stands opening a tremendous rift that extends down and down and down to who knows where. Yong Xing-li barely jumps to one side in time.
From the depths of this dark fissure in the Earth the most menacing voice Yong Xing-li has ever heard thunders up from the darkness along with two piecing points of glowing green eyes, โ€œIt is all my doing. I created the schism in time.โ€
How did the serpent of Eden become Satan?
Who Broke the Timeline? How did the serpent of Eden become Satan? By Samuel Farrugia
A decidedly repulsive creature crawls from the gapping cavity and wraps its long snake-like body around Yong Xing-liโ€™s legs and body, placing its hideous head face to face with his head. Itโ€™s breath reeks of the dead and dying of a million, billion, trillion beings.
Serpent Genolve
Who Broke the Timeline? Serpent |Image: Genolve
Yong Xing-li is about to pass out when the whole shebang disappears, and he is simply standing on a hill looking out over the Isthmus of Suez again. Raโ€™s familiar, gentle voice returns.
There was most certainly a countdown during this time, but truth is always much richer and more complex than one manโ€™s ego. What is for certain, the currents of power fluctuating wildly during this time set in motion a wave so powerful it would eventually envelope the entire globe in a spirit of rage and revenge that echoes into this very moment.
I have made a library for you pursue at your leisure for the human mind has evolved as such to only be convinced of things if it has verified and checked them out for itself.  That is of course if it is still individualized.  The collective mind is a different animal.  With its power and might to conduct actions in the world once reserved to the gods, it remains feeble and afraid deferring its right to decide to the majority.
We explore just three more Ruthless Rulers arising in the flows and counter flows of Western Civilization. The rest I leave for you to discover what the others did in the name of seeking the power and glory.

Excerpt from Sapience: The Moment Is Now, all rights reserved.


Feature Archetypal Animation

Who Broke the Timeline? Feature Animation | Who Broke the Timeline? |Music: Ultra Facial! – 036 – james K โ™ชโ™ชโ™ช | Animation: Genolve


POSTSCRIPT: Who Broke the Timeline? The Latest Ego Wars

The dust settles. Or does it?

Yong Xing-li stands again on that hill above the Isthmus of Suez, watching the ancient eddies of civilization dissolve into the horizon. Ra is quiet. The six marble busts have crumbled back into the desert from which they came. The serpent has slithered back into its fissure. And for one suspended moment, it seems as though the lesson has finally been learned โ€” that no single ego, however magnificent, however monstrous, however convinced of its own divine right to define time, ever actually does.

Then Ra speaks again.

“Look East. Look West. Look inward. They are at it again.”

And Yong Xing-li knows, with the sick certainty of someone who has just watched ten thousand years of the same story repeat itself, that the Busts of Dust have returned. Not in marble. Not from the swirling sands of Mesopotamia or the Senate floor of Rome. They arrive in real time, beamed directly into the palm of every human hand on Earth โ€” in feeds and posts and declarations, in rocket launches and tariff wars and rallies that fill arenas the way temples once filled with the fervent. The patron gods have new names. The vortices still spin.

The difference โ€” the only difference โ€” is this: Caesar could not split the atom. Pompey did not hold the launch codes. Crassus, for all his obscene wealth, could not buy the atmosphere itself. The ruthless rulers of antiquity could shatter civilizations; the ruthless rulers of now can shatter the timeline for good.

Two men โ€” among others, but none so loud, none so richly endowed with the tools of civilizational leverage โ€” have positioned themselves not merely as definers of an era, but as engineers of the species’ next move. One dreams of leaving Earth entirely, as if the mess here is simply a problem of location. The other dreams of remaking Earth in the image of his appetites, as if the mess here is simply a problem of insufficient loyalty. Both carry within them the ancient vortex โ€” that swirling, hungry thing that has animated every conqueror since Sargon of Akkad: the belief that I am the force around which history should properly organize itself.

History, of course, has heard this before.

It has heard it in the marble mouths of men who were certain their story was the one that broke the timeline. It has heard it in the thundering hooves of armies convinced they were destiny’s instrument. It has heard it rise from every fissure in the Earth, reeking of the dead and dying of a million, billion, trillion beings.

What history has not yet heard โ€” what Yong Xing-li is searching for across ten thousand years of evidence โ€” is the sound of a collective consciousness that chose differently. Not fate. Destiny.

The moment that choice becomes possible is not some distant point in the future.

Ra would tell you โ€” it is always now.


The questions Yong Xing-li and Ra are chasing across the ruins of civilization are the same ones you are living through today. If this postscript found you, perhaps the timeline isn’t broken yet.


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