Wizard's Weekly Wrap-Up: Revelations, the Anti-Christ and the End of the Age
Comets Flared, Hurricanes Raged, Leaders Unraveled, Empires Buckled & The Sky Itself Took Sides: The Week That Was October 26-November 1, 2025
This week, the sky cracked open and the headlines followed suit, with storms, scandals, and sermons all screaming at once, like heaven and hell had finally agreed on a soundtrack.
As interstellar comet 3I/ATLAS made its closest pass to the Sun this week, new images showed the cosmic visitor blazing brighter by the hour. The Sun answered with a volley of colossal coronal mass ejections, hurling waves of solar energy through space.
That wild energy above was mirrored below, as Hurricane Melissa tore into Jamaica as a Category 5 monster - the strongest storm ever to make landfall on the island - flattening homes, flooding parishes, and plunging most of the country into darkness.
That same turbulence spilled into politics. With the U.S. government shut down for a month, just days shy of the longest in history, Trump filled the void by raging online, posting photos of his White House bathroom remodel, bragging about his marble facelift at the Kennedy Center, and golfing his way through the crisis at Palm Beach, all while 15 million Americans prepared to lose their health care.
Trump flew to Malaysia to preside over a so-called peace deal between Thailand and Cambodia - yet another war he claims to have ended but hasn’t. A squiggle on a page doesn’t erase decades of conflict, evidenced by the “everlasting peace” he declared just weeks ago unravelling spectacularly as Netanyahu ordered “powerful strikes” on Gaza while hundreds of thousands of ultra-Orthodox Israelis flooded Jerusalem to protest new IDF draft orders, paralyzing the city.
Touching down in Kuala Lumpur, Trump paused on the tarmac to perform his awkward little dance before heading to the signing ceremony, where Malaysian Prime Minister Anwar Ibrahim deadpanned, “We have so much in common. I was in prison. You almost got there.” Criminal leaders of the world - UNITE!
On his flight to Japan, Trump let slip that during his recent “annual check-up” at Walter Reed - six months after the last one - he’d undergone an MRI and yet another cognitive test, the same one he’s been bragging about since 2018 (“person, woman, man, camera, TV”). He’s reportedly taken two this year, still under the delusion they’re IQ tests - though no intelligence exam on Earth involves identifying a giraffe. Experts now whisper stroke, Alzheimer’s, or simple collapse, and the stars say bingo: all of the above.
While in Japan, Trump appeared visibly disoriented beside newly elected Prime Minister Sanae Takaichi, wandering off like a malfunctioning Roomba until aides intercepted him. Later, addressing the troops, he delivered an incoherent sermon about magnets and catapults, and then falsely claimed Toyota was making a $10 billion U.S. investment - a claim Toyota denied within hours.
By the time he reached South Korea for the APEC Summit, anti-Trump protests were in full swing. President Lee Jae-myung presented him with a shiny gold crown, a gesture that landed somewhere between satire and prophecy, while on the sidelines, Trump met with Xi Jinping to “cut a deal” for China to buy the American soybeans they were already buying before he started his reckless trade war, only now, he’s thrown in advanced AI chips for good measure. So much winning!
While 40 million Americans lost access to food stamps, Trump held a lavish Gatsby themed Halloween party at Mar a Lago, and the U.S. Agriculture Secretary admitted in a press conference, “Your government is failing you right now…..we have failed you.” House Speaker Mike Johnson agreed - indirectly - confessing that Republicans are defunding SNAP to force Democrats’ surrender on the shutdown. Then he moaned that people keep telling him he looks tired, claiming he’s been working overtime and not sleeping, though its unclear what work that is - he’s only let Congress sit for 20 of the last 120 days. Exhausting stuff, keeping democracy closed to stop Arizona Democrat Adelita Grijalva from being sworn in as the final signature on the petition to release the Epstein files.
The files, however, seem to be leaking on their own. This week we learned that in 2019, just weeks after Epstein’s death, JPMorgan Chase flagged more than $1 billion in suspicious transactions tied to Epstein and high-profile figures including Leon Black, Glenn Dubin, and Alan Dershowitz - and the Trump administration buried it without a trace. Maybe because the names Alfa Bank and Sberbank appeared in the report - Russian institutions already pulsing through the veins of the Trump-Russia saga. Or maybe because the same man who vowed to “drain the swamp” is now willing to shut down the entire U.S. government, starving millions, just to keep the Epstein files sealed - the very secrets he once promised to expose.
No powerful man in America has faced justice in the Epstein saga yet, but across the pond, Buckingham Palace finally acted: Prince Andrew will no longer be a Prince of the United Kingdom, stripped of title after years of denial and disgrace in connection with Epstein.
Meanwhile, the Senate appears to have found a pulse, voting to revoke the “national emergency” Trump used to slap 50% tariffs on Brazil, and to terminate his tariffs on Canada. This came after Trump picked a fight with the northern nation for airing a clip of Ronald Reagan condemning tariffs - how dare they tell the truth - and polls showed Trump 60 points behind Canada in U.S. popularity, with Canada at +49 and Trump at -10.
Trump’s base - like the man himself - is rapidly fraying. This week, Kirk Cameron condemned Trump’s talk of invoking the Insurrection Act, Marjorie Taylor Greene raged over the shutdown, and Joe Rogan back-pedalled in the wake of Trump’s cruel ICE raids.
Meanwhile, JD Vance set the internet ablaze at a Turning Point USA event, claiming that when settlers arrived in America they “found widespread child sacrifice.” He went on to publicly wish his Hindu wife, Usha, would convert to Christianity, and then gave Erica Kirk an alarmingly full-bodied hug on stage (with her hands in his hair and all) that left jaws on the floor.
While Americans struggled to put food on the table and Amazon cut 30,000 corporate jobs, news broke that the Trump Organization’s income for the first half of the year rocketed from $51 million to $864 million - about $800 million of that from crypto purchases by foreign investors. Totally normal. Not a conflict of interest. Not a grift at all. Meanwhile, Trump sent $40 billion in U.S. tax dollars to Argentina, just in time to help far-right President Javier Milei tighten his grip on power with a sweeping midterm win.
Trump also demanded that Joe Biden be jailed, declared late night host Seth Meyers’ criticism of him “probably illegal,” and filed an appeal of his 34 felony convictions, arguing that, thanks to the Supreme Court’s new immunity ruling, he can’t be prosecuted for acts committed “as president” - apparently, falsifying business records is now an official duty. He also banned states from wiping medical debt off credit reports, while his DOJ launched an investigation into Black Lives Matter leaders for allegedly defrauding 2020 donors.
After months of bombing what his team called Venezuelan “narco-trafficking” boats in the Caribbean, the Trump administration admitted it had no idea who was actually on them or if they were actually drug smugglers, and kept firing anyway. In a clear escalation, Trump lapdog Lindsey Graham announced the United States is “ready to launch a full-scale war with Venezuela,” claiming it can be done without Congress, and the destroyer USS Gravely docked in Trinidad and Tobago as military officials were asked to sign non-disclosure agreements.
The Pentagon took the time to condemn Netflix’s new end-of-the-world thriller House of Dynamite for “inaccuracies” - which under this administration likely means accuracies - while everyone else complained they just didn’t like the ending. Missing the point entirely, Trump ordered the Defense Department to restart nuclear weapons testing and also to prepare for war in Nigeria, accusing the government there of “allowing the killing of Christians.” Never mind that his government is allowing the murder of random Venezuelans boating in the Caribbean. That’s totally different. Stop asking questions.
Then came the next chapter of the Tylenol circus: after Trump tweeted that pregnant women should avoid the drug and Texas AG Ken Paxton sued its makers over alleged autism links, RFK Jr. walked it back, admitting there’s “insufficient evidence,” to support the claim, only weeks after triggering the whole furore by implying the opposite in a White House address.
The New York mayoral race devolved into racial and Islamophobic mudslinging, while frontrunner Zohran Mamdani drew crowds larger than most presidential candidates as he prepares for likely victory. Meanwhile, U.S. Ambassador Mike Waltz was cut off mid-speech and mocked for the SignalGate scandal by a Cuban delegate in a chaotic exchange on the U.N. General Assembly floor.
Overseas, Rio de Janeiro descended into chaos after an anti-drug raid left more than 80 people dead - one of Brazil’s deadliest police actions in decades - paralyzing transport and igniting nationwide protests. And in the north, Norway’s Defense Minister warned that Russia is expanding and repositioning its nuclear and submarine forces in the Arctic, escalating the tension along NATO’s cold frontier.
Victoria became the first Australian jurisdiction to legislate a formal treaty framework with First Peoples - a historic, long-overdue step - while in France, ten people were charged for amplifying false claims about President Emmanuel Macron’s wife, including the conspiracy theory that she was born a man. And in the Netherlands, the far right fell, marking a win for the political center and clearing the path for Rob Jetten to become the nation’s first openly gay Prime Minister - a quiet revolution wrapped in normalcy.
At the WSJ Innovator Awards in New York, singer Billie Eilish announced she’s donating $11.5 million from her tour proceeds to climate and food-equity causes, then told the billionaire crowd, “If you’re a billionaire, why are you a billionaire? Give your money away, shorties.” And the world once again crowned Heidi Klum the Queen of Halloween, the same week that it said a final fond farewell to Fawlty Towers actress Prunella Scales who passed away this week. Ooooh, I knoooww…
Yes, there’s a lot going on right now. We’re hurtling down the Genesis Corridor, racing toward a February crescendo written in the stars, when Saturn and Neptune meet in Aries for a conjunction humanity has never seen before. It’s a reset, an ignition, a reckoning that will shake the charts of nations and the thrones of men.
Between now and then, truth will rise fast. No matter how the powerful try to cage it, the lies won’t hold. The world will get louder as institutions quake and systems collapse, but this is turbulence for transformation, pain with a purpose, chaos birthing coherence. We’re not heading for doom; we’re moving toward deliverance. This is the end of an age, and the dawn of a braver world.
As always, I’ve checked the stars, mapped the fractures, and carved what clarity I can from the storm. This week, the story really isn’t about making sense of the individual headlines, but rather unpacking exactly what the headlines point to, and what’s coming next.
So, let’s take a breath together - to steady, to see, to turn fear into fuel and make meaning from all the madness.
**The cosmic insights shared here are mapped to the real movements of the heavens during the past week. If you want to know more about planetary pattern recognition, read about it here**
👁️🗨️ The Ghost on the Edge of Atlantis
On October 22, Ángel Hidalgo, a young nature photographer from Jaén, was reviewing footage from one of his hidden cameras placed deep in the southern Spanish sierras when he stumbled upon something that defied belief. There, in a patch of scrub and sun-bleached stone, stood a creature that looked less born than summoned - a pale, spectral feline poised on a rocky hillside as if waiting for the world to notice.
Mid-slope, framed by weathered pines and the ochre dust of Andalusia, the animal’s silver-white coat shimmered like frost under firelight, glowing against the earth tones around it. Its form was unmistakably lynx-like - powerful shoulders, tufted ears, a hunter’s grace - yet there was something otherworldly in its stillness. The creature neither fled nor prowled; it simply stood there, gaze steady and untroubled, watching the camera with a calm that felt uncannily sentient.
It was as if the mountain itself had grown a pair of eyes - ancient, luminous, and aware.
To scientists, it was a once-in-a-lifetime anomaly - a rare white Iberian lynx, the first ever recorded in the wild - but to mystics, it was an omen, the kind that ripples through the field before the veil thins.
Across myth and memory, the sudden appearance of a white animal has always marked the turning of an age: the white stag before a revelation, the white buffalo before a rebirth, the white lion before a crown is reclaimed. These creatures arrive not as curiosities, but as heralds, crossing between worlds to signal that something ancient is stirring again.
In mythic language, the lynx itself has always been the seer-beast - the one who perceives what others cannot. Through Greek legend, the lynx became a symbol of inner sight and unveiled truth, its vision said to pierce stone and illusion alike. Across the forests of Europe it was revered as the guardian of thresholds - the quiet watcher who senses what’s hidden, the creature of twilight that sees between worlds. A white lynx, then, is not just rare; it is the seer transfigured into light itself.
And that it appeared in southern Spain only deepens the resonance. This is the land long whispered to be the western fringe of Atlantis - the drowned edge of an older civilization whose memory still hums beneath Iberia’s stones. Plato first told the story around 360 BCE, describing a mighty kingdom “beyond the Pillars of Heracles” (the Strait of Gibraltar) that sank beneath the sea in a single night some 9,000 years before his time. Over the centuries, that lost realm’s western shore came to be mapped onto Iberia itself, where myth and geography still blur.
For a ghost-white feline to emerge there, now, on that fault line between legend and modernity, is the sacred edge itself whispering that something ancient is reawakening. The Earth is sending envoys again.
The white lynx didn’t just appear - it returned as a marker of the ending of an age, and of a new world waiting to be born.
🏛️ The Ancient Prophecies
For at least four thousand years, human beings have been predicting the end of the world.
The Persian faith of Zarathustra, born sometime around 1200 BCE, spoke of a final purification called Frashokereti, when the dark spirit Ahriman would unleash a blazing comet named Gochihr to scour the earth with fire.
When the Jewish people were exiled in Babylon a thousand years later, they absorbed the Persian story, and The Book of Daniel emerged, introducing a tyrant who desecrates the holy temple, cosmic signs in the heavens, and a final resurrection of the dead. By the first century CE, John of Patmos turned those Eastern motifs into the Roman-era drama we now call the Apocalypse - the Beast, the False Prophet, the star called Wormwood falling from the sky, all described in the Book of Revelation - and a few centuries later, Islam wove a thread into its tapestry, introducing the Dajjal, the great deceiver, who would rise at the end of days.
Even outside the Abrahamic line, the rhythm repeats, with Hinduism describing the wheel of ages turning toward darkness, and Norse myth detailing how Ragnarök ends with fire consuming the gods.
In more modern times, the old myths have been reinterpreted as extinction events, complete with CGI, countdown clocks, and collapsing skylines. From 2012, where John Cusack outruns the apocalypse in a limo as Los Angeles folds into the ocean, to Armageddon, where Bruce Willis nukes a comet to save humanity, and Don’t Look Up, where no one bothers trying - every generation has rewritten the old end times story in its own language of panic. The Day After Tomorrow drowned New York in ice; Independence Day blew it up from above; Mad Max imagined what’s left when we survive ourselves.
These stories are not new - they’re the old myths and prophecies retold with better special effects, each blockbuster apocalypse an echo of the same ancient pulse that knows this world we’re in can’t last. It simply wasn’t made to.
With the arrival of the white lynx - an omen of the turn of an age - and the interstellar comet 3I/ATLAS swirling through our skies and seemingly activating our Sun - long considered a sign of revolution - is this the beginning of the end times? Is the calamity in our world right now another sign the end is nigh? Are the prophecies coming to pass? Are we rapidly moving towards our own doom?
As usual, the stars (as well as the ancient prophecies) have the answer….
☀️ Revelation then Renewal
The ancient tales of the end of days speak of destruction, yes, but the kind that leads to redemption and renewal. The world doesn’t collapse into the nothing - it sheds its skin and evolves into something better.
In the old Persian prophecies, after the earth is scoured with fire, the righteous walk unharmed through molten metal while the forces of deceit dissolve back into nothingness, and from those ashes, the world is reborn - cleansed, renewed and true.
The Book of Revelation describes a world remade after the destruction of the old, and the Islamic tales describe the great deceiver, Dajjal being unmasked and destroyed when ʿĪsā (Jesus) returns to restore justice.
In Hinduism, Kalki rides a white horse through the ashes of the Kali Yuga to reset creation, and in Norse myth, after the gods are consumed with fire a new green earth rises from the sea.
It’s the same in the modern movies depicting the Apocalypse. John Cusack makes it onto an ark, Bruce Willis saves the world, Independence Day has a happy ending (forget the sequel) and even Mad Max depicts life finding a way amidst the bones of the decaying world.
Across every language, the same four acts appear in end times prophecies: illusion ascends, reality cracks, truth returns, and a new world dawns.
The end of this world is never really the end; it’s simply the beginning of another.
⚡ Signs of the End of the Age
Every ancient prophecy, from Persia to Palestine, warns that the end of the age will not arrive quietly. It will come disguised as progress - wrapped in technology, crowned in power, and blessed by false prophets. The world will think itself ascending, even as its foundations crumble. Across cultures, like an echo through time, the same omens repeat as signs of the end of days - moral collapse, natural upheaval, deception enthroned, and the veil between worlds thinning.
Kind of like what we’re experiencing now. All the signs the ancients told us to look for are now here all at once, for the first time in history.
Almost every ancient tradition warns that the end of an age begins with the rise of false messiahs and corrupt kings. Hindu scripture foresaw a ruler who would abandon dharma and wage wars “under the banner of righteousness.” Zoroastrians called him Ahriman’s champion; in Islamic lore he is the deceiver, the charming tyrant who promises salvation, dominates the masses, and desecrates truth itself. The Bible named him the Antichrist, the counterfeit savior who builds his kingdom on lies, with “a mouth speaking great things and blasphemies” and to whom “power was given over all kindreds, and tongues, and nations.”
In our own headlines, today, we just call him Mr. President.
In Donald Trump, the myth and the man converge - the performer who worships his own reflection, who lies as easily as he breathes, who turns faith into fandom and truth into theater. He is the archetype of the deceiver made flesh, the false light enthroned at the end of an age, the literal antithesis of the one we know as the Christ - a purveyor of hatred and falsehoods in stark comparison to the Biblical champion of love and truth.
Since Trump rose to power, the moral compass has flipped, just as all the prophecies said they would when the deceiver rose - when the false one ascends, virtue turns upside-down. The Kali Yuga texts describe a time when “wealth will be the only measure of virtue” and “falsehood the foundation of success.” The Zoroastrians foretold that “men will turn from truth to falsehood,” and Revelation calls it the time when “lawlessness shall abound.” Today, greed has been rebranded as growth, truth as opinion, and corruption as leadership. It certainly seems like we are there.
The prophecies all describe the Earth itself rebelling, as well, with comets, floods, droughts, and fire. Zarathustra’s comet Gochihr scorched the world; Revelation’s Wormwood fell from the sky; Norse myth sent fire across heaven; Hindu lore speaks of the elements raging before renewal. Today, global warming and the climate crisis bring record floods and wildfires, while the skies flare, solar storms ripple, seas rise, storms intensify. The planet is mirroring the apocalypse, not from wrath, but from imbalance.
As the world teeters, according to the end time tales, hidden things will surface as secrets spill, systems are unmasked, and corruption is laid bare. In mythic language, this is known as the unveiling (“apocalypse” literally means “revelation.”) We are seeing that now as our institutions rot in daylight and old power stumbles under the weight of what’s been long suppressed. Every day brings a new revelation about what’s really been going on behind the curtain, every truth surfacing, no matter how sordid, all part of the cleansing.
In the final days, the old prophecies all warned that humanity would become divided - those who cling to illusion and those who choose truth. Our modern world has never been more polarized, with half the world disappearing down the extremes rabbit holes of left and right while the rest of us try to hold to reason somewhere near the centre. This is the most stark sign of the end of the age - the world is sorting itself by frequency.
And in all the tellings, this world’s closing act is always the same: light returns. Whether it’s Jesus descending, Kalki riding, or the Saoshyant restoring creation, the final image is rebirth - love triumphing over the empire of lies. Millions turn inward, seeking truth over doctrine and heart over hierarchy, rising into coherence with the Earth and the frequency of truth.
That final sign we have not seen yet - not in full - but the rest of the signs are playing out right now. From the omen of the white lynx, to the interstellar comet in the heavens, to the solar flares, to the fires and floods and storms, the division, the corruption, the truth busting out everywhere and the election the deceiver (twice!) - if you’re playing along at home, this is the moment you throw down your Bingo card with every sign of the end ticked off, one by one.
After millenia of predictions and parables and prophecies, we’ve arrived at the hinge of history where one world ends and another begins. You won’t see it announced on the news, you won’t get an alert on your phone or an email, but if you look up to the heavens, the stars are spelling it out clearly.
This age is ending, and a new one is about to begin.
🌋 A Reset Written in the Stars
Every ancient story ends with fire, not to destroy, but to renew, and the sky right now is guiding us towards a reset in the sign of fire, when Saturn and Neptune meet in fiery Aries next February.
Aries is the first spark of the zodiac, and when Saturn and Neptune meet there at the first degree for the first time in recorded history, it’s the cosmic equivalent of a Big Bang reset. Saturn, the builder of boundaries and systems, joins Neptune, the dreamer and dissolver of boundaries - the architect meeting the mystic at the very point of beginning. This is not random astrology, but celestial choreography. It marks the end of the old age of belief and the beginning of the age of embodiment, when faith becomes form and illusion can no longer hold.
It’s not Armageddon, but alchemy. The sky is preparing to perform the oldest ritual it knows: the burning away of illusion. Beneath all the chaos, the planets are tracing the same geometry that accompanied every great turning in human history - the dissolving of one world and the ignition of another.
This is the rewriting of civilization’s script: empires will fall, religions will reform, and new movements of art, science, and spirit will be born. Humanity will shed an old story about power and remembers its own. This is what the ancients called “the crossing,” and the Christians called “the new heaven and new earth,” and the Hindus called “the dawn of Satya Yuga” - the age of truth.
Right now, we are walking towards the end of this version of the world, and the beginning of the next. The lights are dimming on the old empire, and the stagehands in the sky are already setting up for Act II.
The reset isn’t coming. It’s already begun.
🌪️ The Apocalypse of Illusion
The stars tell us the story of the coming months is not one of sudden destruction, but of slow, unstoppable unveiling. Every lie told in darkness will begin to glow at the edges, every secret will hum with the pressure of exposure. The fog that once cloaked the powerful will begin to thin, as the outlines of the deceivers sharpen into view.
From November through February, as the planets march toward the great conjunction of Saturn and Neptune in Aries, the stage lights will rise on the empire of falsehood. This is the sky of reckoning - the great dissolver meeting the architect of law. Structure meets spirit; illusion meets consequence. The charlatans who built kingdoms from smoke will find their citadels melting. Every carefully scripted talking point will begin to fray, and those who once spoke with thunder will discover they are only echoing themselves.
By mid-December, the fractures will become undeniable - words caught on tape, alliances unraveling, unexpected witnesses stepping into the light. For the deceiver in the White House, his unravelling will be undeniable by this point - the world will see him clearly for exactly who he is, his mind and body failing him as he rages against his own collapse
January brings the long shadows of the Sun-Pluto union in Aquarius, a cosmic subpoena dragging buried truths into daylight. The world will tremble, not from war or fire, but from revelation. Things thought stable - governments, churches, movements, myths - will begin to buckle under the gravity of what they’ve hidden.
And then February comes.
Saturn, the judge, meets Neptune, the dreamer, and the mirage collapses. The conjunction ignites like the strike of flint on steel. The crowd sees the trick for what it was. The false light flickers. The great deceiver finds the reflection fading. What remains is not annihilation, but recognition. The spell breaks. The crowd turns.
For centuries, the end-time stories all ended here: the dragon unmasked, the beast dethroned, the truth restored. But this time, the revelation is not handed down from heaven - it rises from within the people themselves. The apocalypse is not God destroying the world; it is humanity waking up from the dream that kept it asleep.
The deceiver will fall not by sword or fire, but by the simplest act of all - seeing clearly. And when that vision spreads, when the fog fully lifts, the age of false kings will end as quietly as a lie exposed to light.
To say it clearly: in the charts of Trump, of those who built his kingdom, of Netanyahu, of the House of Windsor, and of every empire clinging to illusion - Saturn meeting Neptune in Aries lands like a hammer.
The cosmos itself delivers the verdict, and what was built on deceit will not survive the dawn.
🌅 The Dawn After the Fall
The fall of the deceivers will not bring peace overnight. When illusion collapses, the noise rushes in first and the old world doesn’t just vanish - it howls as it dies.
From late 2025 through 2027, as Pluto grinds through Aquarius and Saturn and Neptune begin their march through Aries, every system built on borrowed truth will collapse. Governments, markets, religions, media - each will face its audit. The structures of safety and control will splinter, not from war alone, but from disillusionment.
The astrology of the next decade reads like a storm sequence: Pluto in Aquarius (2025–2043) breaks hierarchies and exposes the machinery of power, while Neptune in Aries (2025–2038) floods the world with raw idealism, faith without filter. Humanity will reel between revelation and rage, because when the fog lifts, the light will be blinding.
The rebirth will not be tidy - it will feel like history tearing itself open. Power grids will fail - political, informational, spiritual - until we learn new ways to generate energy from within. This is the chaos corridor: a few years where the illusion of safety gives way to the truth of interdependence. The ground beneath our feet - economically, politically, even geologically - will reshuffle to match new frequencies. It will look like breakdown, but it will really be re-synchronization.
From this fragmentation, coherence will begin to rise. As Pluto continues through Aquarius, small circles will form where empires once stood - people meeting eye to eye, heart to heart, rebuilding trust not by decree but by resonance. By the 2030s, the first networks of shared stewardship will emerge: communities, councils, ecosystems learning to speak to each other again.
We will have to look within for stability, not above for orders. The heart will become our compass. The Earth our teacher. The chaos will not be punishment, but calibration.
When the dust settles and humanity finally hears the hum beneath the noise, we will remember what all the prophets meant when they said the world would end.
They were never warning of extinction. They were describing awakening.
🔥 What Comes After the Fire
Every age ends the same way, with the sound of cracking illusions. The false light burns out, the noise dies down, and what’s left is the truth that can’t be destroyed. That’s where we are now: standing in the smoke of everything that cannot last.
What comes after the fire isn’t ruin but revelation. It’s what happens when a species finally remembers what it’s made of - stardust and soul, not fear and hierarchy. The ancient texts promised that when the deceiver falls and the false world collapses, the light returns not as a king or a savior, but as consciousness. The Christ, the Saoshyant, the Kalki - they were never meant to be one person. They were the awakening of everyone.
So in the coming weeks, months and years, as the old world convulses and crowns topple, don’t look for a messiah in a suit or a savior in the sky - look for the spark inside you that refuses to die. That’s the light the ancients were pointing to. That’s the kingdom returning.
Let the fire do its work. The ashes are sacred now. And somewhere in the silence that follows, a new world is already breathing in its first dawn.
💔 Emotional Armageddon
Normally, I’d write more about the week’s headlines in this Weekly Wrap-Up and try to find the pattern in the chaos, but these days the news has become nothing but noise and trying to follow it all is like doing your filing in a wind tunnel: paper flying everywhere, nothing staying put. The firehose of madness blasting from Trump’s America defies analysis. The simplest way to explain it is what I’ve written above: the old world is dying, and a new one is beginning.
What the ancients didn’t tell us is in all their prophecies was that the end of the age would feel far more emotional than physical. The fire they foresaw wasn’t just in the sky - it was in the heart. Everyone you speak to is feeling it right now. A sense of overwhelm, exhaustion, fear, sadness, anxiety. A sense of what’s the point, of does anything really matter? It’s the fire of truth, burning through everything that isn’t real, revealing how much of what we cling to is simply illusion.
You see it everywhere right now.
Friends abandoning old friends.
Children turning from parents.
Marriages dissolving.
Governments collapsing.
War. Famine. Death. Grief.
This is the emotional apocalypse - the end of the age of illusion. Everything false is surfacing to be seen and released. Only what is true will remain.
For what feels like decades, the world has knelt to the greatest lie of all: fear. Its loudest prophet now sits in the White House, preaching division while calling it strength. Under that spell, we fell to a lower frequency, one where hearts closed and voices broke.
But now, as truth rises like dawn, the lie of fear is burning off. The collective is meeting its own shadow - watching its worst nightmares unfold not as punishment, but as initiation. We are being invited to face fear itself, walk through it, and discover what waits beyond its illusion.
If you’re feeling the emotional apocalypse right now….
Breathe.
Anchor in your heart.
Let what’s rising, rise.
Let it do what it came to do.
This is not the end.
It is the passage to a new beginning.
The price of admission is the embrace of truth and the release of fear.
In every ancient encounter between humans and angels, one message echoed through time: Be not afraid. That same voice speaks now, as humanity stares down its own reflection.
We are not watching the world end. We are watching it remember itself. What’s ahead is not doom but deliverance, and we are not here by accident. We chose to stand at the threshold, to be the bridge between worlds.
So as we walk this road together, through the ashes of the old world, may we call the new one forth, not with weapons or words, but with open hearts.
May we release all fear and anchor ourselves in love as we face this storm, this fire, and this reckoning, and walk together towards the dawn of a new day.
If any of what’s written here has caused you to feel anxious or concerned for what lies ahead, I encourage you to explore my Letters from 2125 series, written from the perspective of our descendants one hundred years from now, based on the possible future the stars describe. While the coming years may be turbulent, they are guiding us towards something more beautiful than we can imagine. Do not lose hope, and do not lose heart. We are not doomed, but destined.
See you next Sunday, friends. Until then, stay kind, stay fierce, and stay human.
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Oh, Wiz, this does not make me feel anxious or concerned but rather settles my heart. Sure, I’m scared. Uncertainty. Not knowing. Nearing retirement,being unsure if my “pile” of money will still be there. Not knowing if social security will still be there. Wondering how my children will fair through all this. Wanting to inform them and protect them and yet understanding they must figure it out on their own…..
ALL the feelings.
And yet, there is a peace that your insights and writings have brought me.
It’s the same feeling of sitting in a kayak at the top of a really challenging rapid or staring down a scary, chunky section of trail on my mountain bike. I don’t “want” to do it. I’m scared, and yet I know how amazing it will feel to have navigated it.
That is where I stand now. I’d really rather stay “safe” and yet I know I can’t. The growth is on the other side of fear.
Love your take on the Iberian Lynx being an omen, I thought the same. Also looking forward to the fog lifting in the not too distant future!