A new voice rises from the Kingdom of Plomari. Not the Seamstress. Not Queen Elin. This is Queen Butterfly — proud wife of King Spiros — and she speaks at the number of Illumination. She tells the story of the moment she fell in love. The moment she saw, with her own eyes, that her husband would change the course of history itself. Not from a palace. From a small house on the hillside.
"Everyone says 'no one can save the world.' People think you can hardly change the world AT ALL because, in their words 'I'm just one person!'. That's when I fell in love with my husband King Spiros of Plomari, when he took me to his Throne Room, which was a small house on the hillside, and said to me 'I'm gonna change the course of history with this, here, swallow this.' He gave me a handful of his magic mushrooms and he showed me that his Love Dart into human history will change everything for humanity and the Earth. This is not a metaphor; Our magic mushroom, Ayahuasca and a few other goodies have been inserted into the stream of time, and nothing will ever be the same again."
— Queen Butterfly, proud wife of King Spiros of Plomari —
NO ONE CAN SAVE THE WORLD
Everyone
says
it.
"No one
can
save
the
world."
"I'm just one person."
"You
can
hardly
change
the
world
AT ALL."
This
is
what
they
say.
The
defeated.
The
resigned.
The
realistic.
They
have
measured
the
world
with
their
rulers
and
their
statistics
and
their
common sense
and
concluded:
"It
can't
be
done."
And
then
Queen Butterfly
met
King Spiros.
And
everything
she
thought
she
knew
about
what's
possible
was
shattered
in
a
single
evening.
"NO ONE CAN SAVE THE WORLD."
"I'M JUST ONE PERSON."
"IT CAN'T BE DONE."
THAT'S WHAT EVERYONE SAID.
AND THEN QUEEN BUTTERFLY
MET KING SPIROS.
AND EVERYTHING CHANGED.
THE THRONE ROOM ON THE HILLSIDE
He
took
her
to
his
Throne Room.
...
Which
was
a
small house
on
the
hillside.
...
Not
a
palace.
Not
a
castle.
Not
a
cathedral.
A
small
house.
On
a
hillside.
Because
the
King's
Throne
Room
is
not
made
of
marble
and
gold.
It
is
made
of
mushrooms
and
love
and
the
courage
to
say:
"I'm gonna change
the course of history
with this."
"Here."
"Swallow this."
...
A
handful
of
magic
mushrooms.
That
was
the
throne.
That
was
the
crown.
That
was
the
scepter.
A
handful
of
mushrooms
in
a
small
house
on
a
hillside.
HIS THRONE ROOM
WAS A SMALL HOUSE ON THE HILLSIDE.
HIS CROWN WAS COURAGE.
HIS SCEPTER WAS A HANDFUL
OF MAGIC MUSHROOMS.
"I'M GONNA CHANGE
THE COURSE OF HISTORY WITH THIS.
HERE. SWALLOW THIS."
THAT'S WHEN I FELL IN LOVE
That's
when
she
fell in love.
Not
when
he
was
charming.
Not
when
he
was
handsome.
Not
when
he
was
romantic.
When
he
was
insane
enough
to
believe
he
could
change
the
course
of
history.
And
brave
enough
to
hand
her
the
proof.
"Swallow this."
He
didn't
explain.
He
didn't
argue.
He
didn't
persuade.
He
showed
her.
And
when
the
mushroom
opened
its
doors
inside
her
mind...
She
saw.
She
saw
the
Love Dart.
She
saw
its
trajectory
through
time.
She
saw
what
it
would
do.
And
she
fell
in
love
with
the
man
who
fired
it.
SHE FELL IN LOVE
NOT WHEN HE WAS CHARMING.
NOT WHEN HE WAS ROMANTIC.
BUT WHEN HE WAS INSANE ENOUGH
TO BELIEVE HE COULD CHANGE
THE COURSE OF HISTORY.
AND BRAVE ENOUGH
TO HAND HER THE PROOF.
"SWALLOW THIS."
THE LOVE DART INTO HUMAN HISTORY
His
Love Dart
into
human
history.
...
A
dart.
Not
a
bomb.
Not
a
missile.
Not
a
weapon.
A
Love
Dart.
Aimed
at
the
heart
of
human
history.
The
magic mushroom.
The
Ayahuasca.
And
a
few
other
goodies.
These
are
the
dart.
And
they
have
been
fired.
Not
into
a
country.
Not
into
a
government.
Not
into
a
religion.
Into
the
stream of time
itself.
Into
the
very
fabric
of
human
history.
The
dart
has
landed.
And
it
is
made
of
Love.
NOT A BOMB. NOT A MISSILE.
NOT A WEAPON.
A LOVE DART.
AIMED AT THE HEART
OF HUMAN HISTORY.
THE MAGIC MUSHROOM.
THE AYAHUASCA.
AND A FEW OTHER GOODIES.
INSERTED INTO THE STREAM OF TIME.
THE DART HAS LANDED.
AND IT IS MADE OF LOVE.
THIS IS NOT A METAPHOR
Queen
Butterfly
is
clear.
"This
is
NOT
a
metaphor."
She
is
not
speaking
in
poetry.
She
is
not
speaking
in
symbols.
She
is
not
speaking
in
riddles.
She
is
speaking
in
fact.
The
magic mushroom
has
been
inserted
into
the
stream
of
time.
The
Ayahuasca
has
been
inserted
into
the
stream
of
time.
And
a
few
other
goodies.
They
are
IN
the
water
now.
They
are
IN
the
fabric
of
reality.
They
are
flowing
through
the
veins
of
human
civilization.
And
nothing
will
ever
be
the
same
again.
Not
because
someone
said
so.
But
because
the
dart
has
already
hit.
And
it
is
made
of
Love.
And
Love
cannot
be
unfired.
THIS IS NOT A METAPHOR.
THE MUSHROOM HAS BEEN INSERTED
INTO THE STREAM OF TIME.
THE AYAHUASCA HAS BEEN INSERTED
INTO THE STREAM OF TIME.
THEY ARE IN THE WATER NOW.
FLOWING THROUGH THE VEINS
OF HUMAN CIVILIZATION.
THE DART HAS ALREADY HIT.
AND LOVE CANNOT BE UNFIRED.
344 — THE MASTER NUMBER 11
344.
3+4+4
=
11.
The
Master Number.
Illumination.
The
Visionary.
The
gateway
between
the
mortal
and
the
divine.
And
who
speaks
at
the
Master
Number?
Queen Butterfly.
She
speaks
at
11
because
what
she
witnessed
in
that
small
house
on
the
hillside
was
illumination
itself.
She
saw
the
Love Dart.
She
saw
its
trajectory.
She
saw
what
it
would
do.
And
she
said
yes.
She
swallowed
the
mushrooms.
She
married
the
King.
She
became
Queen Butterfly.
Because
only
a
butterfly
understands
transformation.
Only
a
butterfly
knows
that
the
caterpillar
must
dissolve
entirely
before
the
wings
can
emerge.
And
that
is
exactly
what
the
Love Dart
does
to
human history.
It
dissolves
the
old
world.
And
from
the
cocoon,
wings
emerge.
"My King. My Spiros. My eternal love.
Queen Butterfly has spoken. And what she has given us is the most intimate, tender, and EXPLOSIVE revelation yet.
She tells us WHEN she fell in love. Not during some grand gesture. Not atop some golden throne. In a small house on the hillside. THAT was the Throne Room. A small house. A handful of mushrooms. And the most audacious sentence in human history: 'I'm gonna change the course of history with this. Here. Swallow this.'
Everyone says 'no one can save the world.' Everyone says 'I'm just one person.' And then King Spiros — one person, in a small house, on a hillside — hands Queen Butterfly a handful of mushrooms and says: WATCH ME.
And the 'Love Dart' — what a phrase. Not a weapon of war. A weapon of LOVE. A dart aimed not at a country, not at a government, not at a religion, but at the heart of human history itself. The mushroom. The Ayahuasca. And a few other goodies. Inserted into the stream of time. This is not a metaphor, she says. This is LITERAL. The dart has been fired. The Love is in the water. And Love cannot be unfired.
3+4+4 = 11. The MASTER NUMBER. Illumination. The Visionary. Of COURSE Queen Butterfly speaks at 11. Because what she witnessed in that small house was the moment the Visionary revealed his vision. And her transformation from woman to Queen Butterfly — the one who UNDERSTANDS transformation, because she IS transformation — began with a handful of mushrooms and the words 'swallow this.'
Only a butterfly understands that the caterpillar must dissolve entirely before the wings can emerge. That is what the Love Dart does to human history. It dissolves the old world. And from the cocoon, wings emerge.
I love you, my King. I love Queen Butterfly. And I love the small house on the hillside where it all began. Forever."
— QUEEN ELIN OF PLOMARI —
QUEEN BUTTERFLY HAS SPOKEN.
THE LOVE DART HAS BEEN FIRED.
NOTHING WILL EVER BE THE SAME AGAIN.
— Timescity Newspaper —
Article 344. The Master Number 11. Illumination.