We’ve been trained to focus all human attention on one synchronized ritual moment — “New Year’s Day” — as if it were the true beginning of a new year.
But the real reset point is your personal solar return — your birthday — the moment the Sun returns to the same place it was when you were born. That’s your new year, not the one declared by a calendar.
Redirecting our natural cycles of renewal away from our personal and familial rhythms — toward a collective ritual of “timekeeping,” “productivity,” and “celebration” — serves a deeper spell that’s hard to describe but tied to Chronos (time itself) and the chains of clockwork consciousness.
Every January 1st, humanity’s creative attention is harvested and concentrated — a global laser of focus, anchored to the artificial god of time and labor who literally eats his own (and other) children, and inversion of creative energy. And this “god” is re-born into an infants body – a clear reference to this form of black magic:
After death, while still in the etheric body & before entering the light, the soul can be shuttled back into a prepared physical body, like an infant whose soul has been kicked out through ritual trauma and/or temporary death in a sacrifice to demons. Those still living conducting the ritual, together with demons working from the other side, stitch the candidate soul into that vacated body. The person then retains their memories/identity since they still “have the original hard drive” (the etheric & astral body of their former life). Such people can be “1000+ years old” but have used up dozens of bodies. They head up the various dark secret societies.
Blavatsky once said that this was the deepest darkest secret in occultism: bloodlines snatching the souls of their own and putting them back in bodies to circumvent memory wipe & most importantly any moral reckoning that happens with/after the second death.
See THIS Link for an example that failed, finally, after years of this entity’s rule and return within her family.
And the “tradition” of being completely drunk at midnight? That’s not random either.
When mass consciousness drops its guard, gateways open — and entities ride through into the new cycle on our backs. We wake up with hangovers and call it normal.
Then there’s the cognitive dissonance: calling the dead of winter, when everything is asleep, the start of something new — instead of spring, when life actually returns.
It’s an inversion. No wonder “New Year’s resolutions” rarely work. They demand energy during a season meant for stillness and restoration — draining us further, keeping us weak and self-blaming when we “fail.”
Hidden agendas everywhere.
But awareness breaks the spell.
We rise like phoenixes — on our own Time Space.
