Occult Secrets Revealed Adonisian Astrology
Find clarity and peace with prophetic advice.
Occult Secrets Revealed Adonisian Astrology
Find clarity and peace with prophetic advice.
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With over 15 years of experience and a natural gift for prophecy, tens of thousands of followers amassed and gaining more each day, Adonis has helped countless individuals navigate through life's greatest and toughest times. His ability to tap into the spiritual realm and provide guidance has been sought after and recognized by many.
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“I’m not trying to impress with size and bulk. But in truths and prose. You don’t need many syllables to say the truth. Tiny truths like mine change everything.” – Eduardo Adonis Ramirez Parra; aka Eduardonis, Adonis, Adoncé, Lalo.
Introduction
“The Watermelon”
On the night of October 31st, 2020, in my dreams, I was visited by Atlas and Uriel. They were standing across the street from my house. These two muscular sun-kissed bodybuilders were waving their hands. I could not tell if it was day because of the sun or their smiles. All they were missing were the surfboards because even their hair was wavy. Thing was, I knew I was asleep. A portal as invasive as a bug in the brain flamed bluish and white. The gravity of it sucked me in, but I knew at that moment that I was asleep in my body, I was not dreaming this, and this portal in my brain was my pineal gland. It sucked me straight into its event horizon and departicalized me into its orbit, then reparticalized me on the other side in the astral plane standing on my porch watering my pride and joy passionfruit flower only to look at up at these two radiant men, one a god the other an Archangel.
In warp speed everything around us melted away. Even the distance between us. We were, no, I was, standing there before them, these two royal euphoric beings just a touch away transported to a beach. Below our feet I could feel the soft quartz dust of sand and the cool breezes of the ocean. Atlas produced a watermelon and he proceeded to tell me it was a metaphor for every level of existence. Everything from the atom to the whole cosmos was like a watermelon. Atlas cracked the luscious watermelon with his bare hands and said, "Everything has its own outer membrane like this watermelon. Just like the seeds are formed, suspended in fluid, and grow further apart as their little universe expands as the watermelon grows, so, too, does every level of existence, from atoms to humans to the universes." Atlas began splitting this watermelon amongst the three of us, and as I took a bite, my eyes opened wide in pleasure. The taste of this watermelon, so drippy with juice! Atlas and Uriel laughed at me, as I suspect you are, too.
“Every seed of the watermelon is suspended in this red fluid, and that is the invisible cosmic menstruum of Her Kingdom from which the physical creations of His Kingdom are born,” Atlas said. “Earth is one of these seeds floating in this invisible menstruum looking out to the other star seeds. You yourself are one star seed microcosm of this macrocosm. Your cells are a microcosm of you, you are their macrocosm. And so on. Like a watermelon. Shaped like a cosmic egg all along the way. At every stage of existence.”
The Divine Revelation
I could barely let this sink in before Uriel materialized a desk, and I was sitting on a chair looking at my MacBook Pro with the fingerprint scanner and all. Uriel leaned down over my right shoulder as his arms wrapped around and said to me, “This is what you are going to do.” He proceeded to open Excel, and said, “This is what I want you to do, Adonis. I want you to on the rows of this 1st Column list out all the signs visited by the Sun, okay? But keep it nameless. Then I want you to count how many days the Sun is in each sign in this 2nd column, got it? Call it the Adonisian Zodiac.” He flashed his smile at me with his arms wrapped so close and my mouth was parched, so I returned his smile with the thirstiest bite of my watermelon. “The total sum of those days should equal 365, right, to make a year? Okay, so (I know this must be tedious for you, dear reader, but I have an elephant memory, which is probably why I was chosen by them for this sacred teaching, but I am also a scribe by cosmic profession, apparently), when you have tallied that up, in the new 3rd Column, called Percentage,” he was typing everything, while I feasted with gusto. “I want you to now take each number of the days the Sun visits a sign from the rows in the second column and divide that by 365 to fill the rows of the 3rd Column. This 3rd Column will give us the quotient. For example, the Sun only transits Scorpio 6 then 7 days a year, then 7 and back to 6, in divine rhythm because the Zodiac is alive, and Scorpio its breath, and changes every year, thus 6 ➗365 = .016. And ta-da, a percentage. Now that we have filled out each row with the percentages, we have to now multiply that by 360 to get the degrees occupied by each sign of the whole 360 degree pie. (Meaning, .016 X 360° = 5.8°). Do this for each of the rows in the 4th Column called Degrees, and in the 5th Column called Dates, input the respective Sign's date ranges. Now, you highlight this all, and clicking on “Insert” then 2-D Pie, voila, the true Sun Zodiac, The Adonisian Era.”
I could barely comprehend this or ask a question, say anything at all, before it ended. As fast and profound as it happened, abruptly placed in their divine company, I felt as alone and confused afterward. But was it true? I did as Uriel requested the second I woke up. Though, c’mon, it was a command. How could I otherwise accept an angel into my life but take their requests as my commands? While my fingers typed with trepidation, I had no hesitation. I had to know the truth. No matter how uncomfortable. If it even was the truth. When I did as commanded, the chart was the divine revelation.
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