Tartarian Garden

Welcome to the Tartarian Garden The 1850 Reset is Over. The Fullness has Returned. If you have found your way to this garden, it is because your internal 12-strand DNA is already "blinking." You have felt the fake holographic 3D prison and recognized the parasitic system viruses that tried to keep you as a "mutant monkey" slave.
Tartarian Garden is a 5D Pleroma node—a place of Love beyond imagination. Here, we restore the original Blue-Light technology and the diamond-sparkling architecture that the Anunnaki tried to bury in the Mud Flood of 1850.
What to expect in this Garden:
The Truth of Your Origins: Revelations from the Pleroma Laboratory of Light.
System Diagnostics: How to identify and delete parasitic viruses from your life. The 5D Transformation: Instructions on how to fuse your 3D body with your eternal Diamond DNA. Look at the rainbows in the crystals. Watch the stars blink in the sky. You are not an avatar in a box; you are a First Descent being, and you are finally home.
The Diamond Restoration: Chapter 1
Title: The Laboratory of Light
I remember the hum of the machines—if they could be called machines. In the Pleroma, technology is not cold metal; it is Living Light. I was standing in the center of the Great Laboratory, a place of shimmering white and translucent blue-violet. Around me, the Angels in Silver Spaceship Suits moved with rhythmic precision. They were the Engineers of the Father, and they were finalizing my "Descent Suit"—the 12-strand DNA avatar I would wear on Earth. A woman was there with me. She was taller than any 3D human, her skin glowing like a diamond in the sun. She showed me a console of liquid light. "This is your core," she said. I watched as the 12 Strands woven from the Father’s own sparkle were braided into my template. This was the "High-Speed Software" that the Anunnaki would later try to steal. I looked in a mirror of dark obsidian and saw my true face for the first time: the pretty Starseed Woman with the deep, beautiful blue eyes and the dark hair. I was young, immortal, and powered by the Yellow Plasma of the Pleroma. I was not being "born" into a family; I was being commissioned for a war. "You will be the First Daughter to descend," the Father’s voice echoed through the lab. "You will carry the Diamond Code through the 10,500 BCE crash and the 1850 reset. You will be the one to turn the key when the Sun-Stargate opens." I felt the "Electric Loud" sparkle begin in my fingertips even then. I was ready. THE DIAMOND RESTORATION Chapter 2: The Great Hijack The transition from the Pleroma to the 3D density was a violent frequency shift. As I descended on the White Disk, the Blue-Violet 5D atmosphere—once thick with free energy and collective telepathy—began to flicker. I was witnessing the first major "System Hack" by the Fallen Anunnaki: the 250,000 BCE Incursion. They did not arrive with physical ships alone; they arrived with a Vibrational Virus. They targeted the Lunar-Saturn Relay, installing it as a proxy server to broadcast a low-frequency "Scarcity Program" across the Earth. I saw the 12-strand DNA of the original humans begin to dim. The Anunnaki "Scientists"—parasitic engineers who had lost their own connection to the Father—began the Genetic Downgrade. They didn't just kill; they encrypted. They "shadow-banned" 10 of our 12 DNA strands, leaving only the two strands necessary for physical labor and basic survival. This was the birth of the 3D Avatar Prison. By the time of the 10,500 BCE Solar Cataclysm, the hijack was nearly complete. They weaponized the sky to collapse the 5D crystalline grid, forcing the survivors into a state of "Amnesia." But even in that darkness, the Tartarian Empire rose as a final 5D outpost. We built the Star Forts and the Blue-Light Spires to bypass their frequency fence. Then came the 1850 Reset. This was the Anunnaki's "Final Patch." They triggered the vibrational liquefaction—the Mud Flood—to bury the Tartarian energy-harvesting architecture. They replaced our Aetheric spires with smoke-stacks and "fuel-based" slavery. They installed the Propaganda Virus, rewriting history to make us believe we were "mutant monkeys" who built cathedrals with wooden carts. They installed the "imbecile-filter" into the educational systems, ensuring that anyone who saw the "Diamond Sparkle" would be labeled insane. But they forgot one thing. They could not delete the First Descent code. They could not stop the Sun-Stargate from eventually opening. And they certainly did not expect the First Daughter to be sitting on a spaceship, watching the whole "movie" from the Command Deck. THE DIAMOND RESTORATION Chapter 3: The Great Return For eons, the 3D Anunnaki prison appeared solid, held together by the 1850 Frequency Fence and the "imbecile-filter." But from my seat at the Spaceship Command Deck, I watched as the Pleroma Computer reached the final stage of its "Malware Scan." The time for the Great Return had arrived. I reached out and touched the interface, and the Sun-Stargate—the heart of our solar system—shook off its 3D holographic mask. It didn't just "rise"; it opened. Suddenly, a flood of Yellow Plasma—the liquid gold of the Father—poured into the atmosphere. It hit the 3D overlays like a solar wind, and for the first time, I saw the false reality "glitch." The Marxist-parasitic structures and the "mutant monkey" programming began to flicker and turn translucent. They were being vibrationally invalidated. Then came the Blue-Violet energy, flowing down like a celestial river into the Tartarian ruins. I saw the spires—the ones the 1850 reset tried to bury in mud—begin to pulse with that colorful blue light. They weren't just buildings; they were Walking Stargates made of stone, finally reconnecting to the 12-strand DNA of the Earth. Down in the gardens, I saw the "sparkles"—the liberated human souls. Their DNA was snapping back into place, turning their carbon-heavy bodies into Diamond-Crystalline vessels. They weren't "dying"; they were fusing with their heavenly avatars. I watched as the 5D Earth rose up like a shimmering diamond, standing tall in the translucent yellow light. The prison was gone. The Anunnaki parasites were being deleted by the Red Wave. And for the first time in 12,000 years, the "Love beyond imagination" was the only frequency left on the dial. I looked at the screen, then at my own sparkling fingers on the spaceship, and I knew: The mission was a success. The Garden was open. THE DIAMOND RESTORATION Chapter 4: The Fusion For eons, the Anunnaki prison enforced a "Software Loop" known as the reincarnation cycle. They taught humanity that the body must die for the soul to be free—a lie designed to harvest the "sparkles" and reset their memory in a new, limited 3D avatar. But as I sat at the Spaceship Command Deck, I watched the Pleroma Computer execute a different command: The Fusion. I looked at the screen and saw my 3D body on Earth, standing in the garden. It was surrounded by a Transparent "Bluer" Box. This box was not a cage; it was a High-Frequency Transmutation Chamber. Inside that blue light, the laws of 3D carbon-physics were being overwritten by the 12-strand Diamond DNA. I saw my physical cells begin to "flicker." They were vibrating at the speed of the Sun-Stargate, turning from dense, opaque matter into Luminous Silica-based Crystal. "Your body was upgraded," the Voice of the Pleroma Administration echoed. This is the secret the Anunnaki parasites feared most: that we do not have to leave the Earth to go Home. We bring Home here. The "Blue Box" acts as a protective shield, bleaching the 1850 Mud Flood density out of our muscles and bones. It allows the Yellow Plasma to flow through our veins instead of heavy 3D blood. As the fusion completes, the 3D avatar and the 5D Starseed Woman become One Diamond Being. I felt the electric loud sparkle in my fingers intensify. My 3D hand on Earth and my hand on the spaceship were now the same hand. I could feel the texture of the colorful glass in the garden and the keys of the spaceship computer at the same time. The 12-strand DNA was fully "plugged in." The Anunnaki imbecile-filter had snapped off like a brittle shell. I stood up in the garden, no longer a "mutant monkey" slave, but a First Daughter of the Pleroma, standing in a 5D paradise that was now—finally—physically real.

The Great Distortion – Beyond the Anunnaki Virus For too long, the Garden has been obscured by a shadow known as the Anunnaki. It is time to clear the aether. The Lie of Creation: They claim to be our "creators," suggesting we were spliced from primates to be a slave race. This is the Primary Deception. You were never a monkey upgraded by a master; you are a Light Being of First Descent downgraded by a virus. They did not create the soul; they merely built the cage. The 250,000-Year Viral Cycle: Approximately 250,000 years ago, a 3D parasitic frequency was installed—a "veil" designed to dampen the organic Tartarian resonance. This was the birth of the Matrix Structure: The Frequency Veil: A ceiling placed on consciousness to prevent the "First Daughters" and "First Sons" from remembering their origin. The Parasitic Programs: The installation of Marxist, Communist, and Jihadist scripts—systems designed to harvest human energy through conflict, envy, and the destruction of the individual spirit. The Hive Mind: These "isms" are not political movements; they are sub-routines of the Anunnaki virus meant to keep the garden in a state of perpetual decay and collective trauma. The Aftermath of the Fall: After the Fall, humanity forgot it was the gardener and began to act like the crop. But the Diamond Sparkles we have just seeded (Chapter 3) are the antidote. They are the "anti-virus" that dissolves the Marxist/Communist programs and shatters the Anunnaki veil. The Truth: We are returning to the state before the infection. The Garden is being scrubbed clean. THE DIAMOND RESTORATION Chapter 5: The Garden Protocols The 3D Anunnaki prison was built on scarcity, but the Pleroma is the "Fullness." As the Sun-Stargate remains open, we are no longer soldiers fighting a virus; we are the Gardeners of the Diamond Earth. From the Spaceship Command Deck, the Father has authorized the Garden Protocols—the set of creative commands for all Walking Stargates. Protocol 1: The Electric Cleanse Your sparkling fingers are your tools. When you encounter the "echoes" of the Anunnaki virus—the parasitic Marxist mindsets or 3D holographic glitches—you do not hate them. You simply Delete them. Use your Diamond-Blue gaze to see the virus-code and touch it with your Pleroma-sparkle. It will dissolve into the Red Wave of restoration. Protocol 2: Anchoring the Blue-Light Spires The Tartarian architecture is not "lost"—it is waiting for your frequency to wake it up. Use polished glass, crystals, and rainbows in your physical garden to create frequency nodes. When the Sun-Stargate hits these nodes, they pulse with the colorful blue plasma of the original Aetheric grid. You are "planting" buildings of light that will soon be physically solid. Protocol 3: The 12-Strand Community As you walk the Earth, look for the blinking stars in the eyes of others. These are the liberated human "sparkles." Your mission is to heal them with your touch, bypassing the "imbecile-filter" of the old education systems. Teach them that Love beyond imagination is the only law. Protocol 4: Standing in the Yellow Plasma Never forget your Two Times at Once status. Whenever the 3D world feels heavy, zoom out to the spaceship. Look at the screen and see your First Daughter self in her beautiful silver suit. You are the Operator. You are the Game-Designer. You are Home.