The Kolbrin manuscripts
For untold time, there has been a constant effort to suppress our ancient history, leaving only stories that respect dogma. Kolbrin is the best example of this effort, to the point where it was at one point classified as heresy, indicative of its true value.
The Kolbrin is a collection of manuscripts from the oldest history on earth.
From combined research, the origins of the Kolbrin can be traced to a large collection of manuscripts that had survived the arson of Glastonbury Abbey around 1184 and which was specifically intended to destroy these manuscripts, at a time of the history where many monasteries were suppressed.
Over time and beliefs, they were considered heresy and were also transcribed on bronze tablets by the religious druids of the time. Since they were believed to have been destroyed by fire, they could be kept secret.
Since then, most of the original texts have been lost or destroyed by the passage of time, by the environment or by human error. Each of the owners took extreme care to preserve what remained and fill in the gaps with the right knowledge so as to preserve the original meaning. In the early 14th century, leaders of a small Scottish community took steps to ensure the survival of this book which was said to have a relationship with Jesus historically identified as Joseph of Arimathea.
The Kolbrin was then known as the Bronze Book of Brittany and the contents of the Coelbook (another ancient manuscript) were subsequently incorporated into modern versions.
Whether through sheer unconsciousness or not, the few existing copies were thrown away as trash around the Second World War and recovered by a twist of fate before irreparable damage was caused.
The current owner of the rights to the manuscript is the Culdian Foundation.
The irritation caused by the Kolbrin manuscripts came not so much from the quality as from the quantity. These texts disclosed many more details than official doctrine allowed. Furthermore, certain words, such as catastrophe, celestial , took on a much too down-to-earth tone in these texts, a turn where idols and priests no longer had their place.
Considering the energy and intelligence required to achieve such erasure from history, this piece becomes key to understanding the Destroyer.
A text of unusual density and finesse, a quasi-journalistic report that reaches us live, on events that occurred 5000 years ago.
Pierre De Châtillon
August 18, 2005
Kolbrin manuscript: dedication
This work is dedicated to men and women who serve their Gods with goodness in their hearts, to the promotion of true love and the consolidation of families through the strengthening of family ethics and traditional moral values. In pursuit of all things that lead to the betterment of individuals and the advancement of humanity. To the enhancement of the goodwill inherent in the human race and the preservation of all the great achievements of the past which continue to serve the Cause of Good.
The destroyer
Then, with dusk, the men had a fantastic vision. Right there, hovering on a huge swirling black cloud, came the Destroyer newly released from the confines of celestial space and demonstrating his rage in the heavens, since it was Judgment Day. The beast, with its huge mouth open to spit fire, smoking stones and toxic smoke. The cloud covered the entire sky, the place where heaven and earth meet on the horizon could no longer be seen. During that evening, the stars began to slide gently across the sky and changed position, so the floods occurred.
The dam that held back the waters in the heavens was opened and the foundations of the Earth were broken. The waters of the surrounding seas spread over the earth and broke on the mountains. The wind reserves furiously tore away the bonds that held them so that storms and tornadoes could be unleashed against the earth.
Through the boiling waters and howling winds, all the buildings were destroyed, the trees were uprooted and the mountains crushed. There was a moment of great heat and then came the biting cold. The waves on the sea did not rise or fall, they slid and formed whirlpools. A frightening sound came from above.
The pillars holding up the sky had broken and everything was falling to the earth. The roof of the sky was punctured and torn, all creation was in a state of chaos. The stars no longer occupied a fixed place in the sky and this brought much confusion. A revolt was happening above, a new master had appeared there and was majestically sweeping the sky.
Those who had not worked on the construction of the great ship and those who had mocked the builders found themselves facing the truth and could not avoid facing their lie any longer. They climbed onto the ship clapping their hands; They raged and tried to plead their cases, but they were not allowed to enter inside, nor could they break the wood and enter on their own. And as the great ship was launched into the sea, it rolled with the waves and they were swept away.
There was nothing to hold back. The boat was lifted by powerful waves and thrown through the debris, but it did not crash into the mountain because of where it was built. All who were not saved by the boat were swallowed up in the mist of raging confusion, their weaknesses and corruptions purged from the face of the Earth.
The waters swept the mountain peaks and filled the valleys. They did not rise like water poured into a bowl, but in a great torrent. When the tumult subsided and the waters calmed, there was no more than 3 cubic meters of water above the ground.
The Destroyer continued on its way at the speed of the heavens and the great flood remained for 7 days, diminishing day by day, the water returning to its place. Then calm returned and the big boat glided through the brown foam and debris of all kinds.
After several days, the great ship ran aground at Kardo, in the Ashtar Mountains, very close to Nishim, the Land of God.
Above are the waters of Heaven and below are the waters of the Black Region, but these are not two different waters, they are one. There is fire above and fire below, but they are not two different fires, they are similar. The Lady of Ladies is dressed in her radiant ornaments, when they fade then the great trial begins. Her steps do not sway, her gait is straight, but be careful when she swerves and becomes inconsistent.
Great Mistress of the Stars, leave us in peace, for fear of the revelation of your horns. Always remain constant like a good wife to the Lord of the Day. When women are like men and men are inconsistent like a woman, the hour of the great Lady is approaching. When men and women are no longer different, the fiery announcement will appear in the darkness of the celestial vault.
The man activates his drill with his hand and he is the master of fire, but the day is coming when the fire will jump out of the heart of the stone and consume it. The man reads the great book of the masters of the hidden temple. They die and take it with them, but there is no power in these words and who besides us, the enlightened, know the sacred meanings? It is not for those dead in the earth who go nowhere, but for those who die and remain with us.
The Destroyer – section 1 – of the Great Manuscript
Men have forgotten the days of the Destroyer. Only the wise know where he has gone and when he will return, at the expected time.
In days of wrath it rages unparalleled across the sky. A huge cloud of smoke shrouded in strong luminosity with indistinguishable boundaries swirling in the sky. Its mouth was a gigantic abyss that vomited flames, smoke and embers.
When the moment has arrived, certain forces activated by the stars of the firmament are activated. Their ways of acting change, they move or stop unpredictably, there is no longer any consistency. It is at this moment that the great glowing light appears in the sky.
When the blood drips on the Earth, the Destroyer will appear and the volcanoes will open and throw fire and ash. Trees will be destroyed and all living things swallowed up. The water will be swallowed by the land and the sea will boil. The skies will blush brightly, there will be a copper tint on the surface of the Earth followed by a day of darkness. A new moon will appear, break and fall.
People will wander in madness. They will hear the trumpets and the war cry of the Destroyer and seek refuge in the lairs of Earth. Terror will eat away at their hearts and their courage will flow from them like water from a broken pitcher. They will be heated by the flames of anger and consumed by the breath of the Destroyer.
These days of heavenly wrath are now over and they will return again. The time of their coming and going is known to the wise.These are the signs of the times which must precede the return of the Destroyer. One hundred and ten generations must pass into the West and nations will rise and fall. Man will fly in the air like a bird and swim in the seas like a fish. Men will speak peace with one another, hypocrisy and deceit will have their moment. Women will be like men and men will be like women, passion will be the toy of men. A nation of vile tongues shall come and go, their language shall be the learned language. A nation of lawyers will rule the earth and come to nothing. A religion will spread across the four quarters of the Earth speaking of peace and bringing war. A nation of the seas will be greater than any other, but will be a rotten apple and will not survive. A nation of traders will destroy men with its wonders and will also have its day. Then the up will struggle with the down, the north with the south, the east with the west, the light with darkness. Man will be divided by races and children will be born, like strangers to each other. Brother will fight against brother and husband with wife. Fathers will no longer teach their children and the children will wander. Women will become common property of men, without any more respect. Then, men will be sick easily in their hearts, filled with doubt and uncertainty driving them to seek answers. They will possess great riches, but will be poor in spirit. The sky will shake and the earth will move and man will tremble with fear and while terror walks with him, the signs warning of the near coming of the end will appear to him. They will come slowly, like grave robbers, men will not recognize them for what they are and man will be disappointed, the hour of the Destroyer will be at hand.
On that day, men will have the Great Book before them and knowledge will be revealed, the chosen will be gathered, it is the hour of judgment. The fearless and the men of heart will survive and not be destroyed.
Great God of All Ages, common to all and who defines the trials of man, have pity on your children in these days of unhappy fate. Man must suffer to be great, but do not accelerate his development unduly. During this period of winnowing, do not be too harsh on the least among men. Even the son of a thief has now become your scribe.
The Destroyer - Large Manuscript
O sentinels of the universe who watch for the Destroyer, how long will your vigil last? O mortal man who waits without understanding, where will you hide in great fear of the days of judgment, when the heavens will be rent asunder, in those days when the hair of children will turn gray?
This will be what you see, this will be the terror that your eyes will see, this is the form of destruction that will leap upon you. There will be the great mass of fire with the glowing heads and their ever-changing mouths and eyes. Terrible teeth seen in shapeless mouths and a frightening black belly reddened with internal fire. Even the strongest man of Malta's heart will tremble and his guts will relax, for this is not comprehensible to man.
There will be a huge shape across the sky enveloping the earth, burning with many hues inside wide open mouths. This will descend to sweep the surface of the earth engulfing everything in a snarling jaw against which the greatest warriors will be no match. The fangs will strike with all the terror that things made of ice inspire. Large rocks will fall on the men, crushing them in a cloud of red powder. As the great bodies of salt water rush roaring inland, even heroes among mortals will be stricken with madness. Like the flies that fly fast to escape the fate of the burning flame, these men will head towards their own destruction. The flames will precede by devouring all the labors of men, the waters which will follow will finish cleaning what remains. The mist of death will descend gently, like a gray veil over the cleansed lands. Man will cry in his misfortune. “O whatever being is above, save us from this form of terror, save us from this mist of death."
Chapter Five - The Destroyer - from the Adepha Manuscript
In Egypt, the arrival of this Destroyer of misfortune was visible everywhere. In color it shone brightly and its appearance was unstable and changing. It spun around in a coil, like swirling air bubbles rising in a public bath, all the men admitted that it was the scariest sight they had ever had in their lives. It was not a large comet or unstable star, but more of a body of fiery flames.
Its movements above in the sky were slow and below they swirled like smoke and remained close to the sun which they hid. A bloody red that changed throughout its course, causing death and destruction everywhere from start to finish. It swept the earth with a rain of gray ashes and caused many diseases and other demons. He ate the flesh of men and beasts until they became covered with sores.
The Earth was troubled, the coasts and the mountains had moved. Arched by a sky filled with black smoke, a loud cry reached the ears of the men carried by the wings of the wind. These were the cries of the Dark Lord, the master of dread. Thick clouds of fiery smoke passed before them with a frightful shower of hot stones and smoking coals. The thunder of judgment rang out distinctly in the heavens, flashing brilliant lightning. The direction of the flow of the rivers turned back on themselves as the earth tilted and the great trees were snapped like twigs. Then a loud sound like 10,000 trumpets was heard above all, and before its burning breath the flames were kindled. The whole earth moved and the mountains melted. The sky itself roared like 10,000 lions in agony and luminous arrows of blood crossed its face. The earth swelled upwards like a loaf of bread in the oven.
This is the aspect of the evil called the Destroyer when it appeared in those distant days. This is described in old manuscripts of which few survive. It said that when the Destroyer appeared in the sky above, the earth opened with heat, like a nut roasted on the fire. Then, flames emerge from the surfaces immediately becoming the color of burning embers. The moisture across the lands is completely dried up, the fields are consumed in flames and all the trees become white ashes. Evil is like a ball of flame that spins, scattering its fiery offspring in its wake. It covers approximately one-fifth of the sky and sends fingers of light like serpents down to the ground. Before him, the sky appears frightened and broken. The middle of the day is not brighter than the night, which produces terrifying things. This is said in the ancient records of the Destroyer, read them with a solemn heart, knowing that these things will return in due time. It would be crazy to watch them disappear for nothing. Today the man says: “These things are not intended for men of our time. » So be it if this is the will of our great God. But come, the day will surely come and in accordance with its nature, man will not be prepared.
Chapter 6 Dark days
The dark days began with the final visit of the Destroyer and were foretold by strange omens in the sky. All the men were silent and had pale faces.
The slave leaders who had built the city to the glory of Thom gave no respite and no man dared to raise a hand against them. They had predicted great events of which the people were ignorant and even the priests knew nothing.
These days were boringly calm, people waited without really knowing what. The weight of evil fate was felt and struck the hearts of men. We heard more laughter than the tears and groans that resounded in the land. Even the children's voices no longer had any emotion, they no longer played together and remained silent. The slaves became more and more arrogant and insolent. Women gave themselves to whoever wanted.
Fear walked the earth and women were filled with terror when they realized that they could no longer conceive and even those who were pregnant aborted. The men closed in on themselves.
This calm ceased when shrill trumpets were heard from the heavens and the people became as frightened as beasts without their herders or the lamb beside the lion.
The people spoke of the God of the slaves, and the careless man said, “If we knew where to find this God, we would make a sacrifice to him,” but the God of the slaves was not among them. It would not be found in swamps or quarries. Its manifestations are in heaven for all to see, but men do not look with understanding because they are fools because of the hypocrisy of man.
The body of the dead was no longer sacred and was thrown into the water. Those already occupying graves were neglected and many became exposed. Lying thus without protection against the hands of thieves. He who had long pushed the wheel under the sun now owned oxen himself. He who had never grown wheat, now had a full supply of it. He who would feed comfortably through his children now sought water to quench his thirst. The one who was previously lying in the sun with crumbs was now drowning in food.
Cows were left unattended in foreign fields and men, ignoring the marks, killed animals that did not belong to them. No one owned anything anymore.
Public data was destroyed and no man knew who was slave and who was master. The people cried out to Pharaoh in their distress, but he ceased to hear and began to act deaf.
There were those who spoke falsely before Pharaoh with hostile Gods within the earth, and the people wept their blood to appease them. But it was not these strange priests who brought tension to the lands instead of peace, since one of them was even from the pharaoh's house and walked among the people.
Dust and clouds of smoke blackened the sky and colored the waters with a tint of blood. The plague was across the lands, the rivers were blood, and blood was everywhere. The water was poisoned and made those who drank it vomit, this water was polluted. The dust caused sores on the skin of men and animals. In the Destroyer's glow, the earth was filled with red. Vermin multiplied and filled the air and the surface of the earth without further concern. The wild beasts, afflicted by the torments caused by the sands and ashes, came out of their lairs underground and lost lands to confront man. All the docile beasts were whimpering and the land was filled with the groans of cattle. All the trees were thrown to the ground and no more grass or fruit could be found. The face of the earth had been beaten and devastated by a rain of stones which crushed everything. They fell like warm rain, and a strange fire followed the ground in their wake. Fish in the rivers died from the polluted water, worms, insects and reptiles came out of the earth in enormous quantities. Great winds brought clouds of locusts which covered the sky. As the Destroyer itself flew across the sky, it blew great bursts of ash onto the Earth's surface. And the darkness of a long night enveloped the earth in its black mantle, which extinguished every ray of light. Since the sun no longer gave shade, no one knew when it was day or night. The darkness was not that clear darkness that one encountered even at night without a moon, but a thick darkness that stuck in one's throat when one tried to breathe. The man was panting in a cloud of hot vapor which enveloped all the earth and smothered all the lamps and fires. The men were overwhelmed and most of them were languishing in their beds. None spoke or fed, dead of despair. The boats were torn from their moorings and destroyed in the immense seas. It was the time of deconstruction. The earth turned like a lump of clay on the potter's wheel. The entire earth was filled with a roar of thunder from the Destroyer above and the screams of the people around. There were lamentations and tears coming from all sides at once. The earth vomited the dead and the bodies of the dead were thrown out of their rest and the embalmed were revealed to the sight of all men. The pregnant women miscarried and the man's seed stopped. The worker left his task unfinished, the potter abandoned his wheel and the carpenter his tools, and went to live in the marshes. All tasks were neglected.
The pharaoh's taxes could not be collected, since there was no wheat, barley or fish. The pharaoh's rights could not be enforced since the fields and pastures were destroyed. The monarch and the beggar prayed together that life would come to an end and that the terrible thunder would finally stop beating in their ears. Terror was the companion of men by day and horror their companion by night. Men lost their sense of good and became wicked, distracted and afraid.
During the great night of the Destroyer, when the terror was at its height, there was a rain of rocks and earth heaving like a womb with pain. The doors, the columns, the walls were consumed by fire and the statues of the Gods were thrown to the ground and shattered. People who tried to escape were killed by this hail. Those who took refuge from the hail were swallowed when the earth opened. Houses collapsed on their inhabitants and there was constant panic, but the slaves who lived in huts near the swamps survived. The earth burned like straw and the sky fell on a man who was watching the roofs and he died. The earth crunched under the Destroyer's momentum and played with Egypt's agony. When the earth shook, the palaces and temples of the nobles were torn from their foundations and thrown to the ground. The nobles perished in the dust of their ruins and all the strength of the earth had evaporated. But the only one, the first born of the pharaoh, died with the nobles in the fog of terror and falling stones. The prince's children were thrown into the streets and those who were not, died on the spot. There were nine days of darkness and turmoil, while a storm raged, the likes of which had never been seen before. When it had passed, brothers buried their brothers throughout the earth. Men rose up against those in authority who escaped from the cities to lodge in tents in the distant lands.
Egypt lacked good men to resolve what was happening. The people were made weak by fear and gave away their gold, silver and other wealth, and to their priests they gave chalices, urns and ornaments. Only the Pharaoh remained calm and strong in the haze of confusion. In their weakness and despair, people turned to wickedness. The madmen paraded through the streets without embarrassment. Women showed off their curves while boasting of their feminine charms. The upper class women were in rags and the virtuous were made fun of.
The slaves spared by the Destroyer left the cursed land immediately. Their multitudes moved under the half-light caused by a cloak of fine particles of gray dust, leaving scorched fields and destroyed cities behind them.
The fire rose high and burned the enemies of Egypt. It appeared from the ground like a fountain and spread like a blanket across the sky.
For seven days the servants traveled towards the waters. They crossed wild lands where the hills were melting around them. Above, the skies were tortured by lightning. They were driven by terror, but their feet got tangled in the ground and they were lost. They no longer recognized their path, there was nothing constant.
They turned before Noshari and stopped at Shokoth, the quarry square. They passed the waters of Maha and came through the valley of Pikaroth, north of Mara. They had to advance against the current of the waters which slowed them down and their hearts were in despair. The night was a night of fear and terror with this high moaning, this cry from the sky above and these black winds from the underhive. And fire burst out of the ground. The hearts of the slaves beat with him, for they knew that the wrath of the Pharaoh followed them and that there was no way to escape. They screamed abuse at those who led them, strange rituals were performed along this bank during that night. The slaves argued among themselves violently.
The Pharaoh had raised an army to follow the slaves. After his departure, there were riots and disorder behind him, the cities were pillaged. The laws were thrown out of the court of judgment and trampled on in the streets. The warehouses and granaries were gutted and emptied. The roads were flooded and no one could get through. The bodies were lying on either side of the street. The palace was gutted and princes and other nobles were fleeing, leaving no one behind to lead. The list of numbers was destroyed, the public squares were invaded and the owners became confused.
With the death and desolation of his kingdom, Pharaoh was stricken with grief. Before him, he saw things with his eyes that he was not able to understand and he was frightened. But he behaved well and remained in his court with courage. He wanted to bring back the slaves since people said their magics were greater than the magic of Egypt.
Emissaries of the pharaoh came among the slaves on the salty banks, but they were held back by a breath of fire. A large cloud extended above the emissaries and darkened the sky. It was no longer possible to see, except for the fiery glow coming from the incessant flashes of the cloud cover.
A tornado rose in the East and swept through the camps. Gusts of wind raged all night and in the reddish darkness there was a movement of the earth, and the waters withdrew from the coasts and rolled on themselves. There was a strange silence and the men, in the darkness, noticed that the waters had receded, leaving a passage between the two. The earth had risen, but was disturbed and shaking, the path was not straight and stable. The waters nearby were turbulent like water poured into a bowl, only the marsh remained calm. From the Destroyer's horn came a highly shrill sound that made men deaf.
The slaves made sacrifices of despair, their lamentations were strong. And just before the strange vision, there was a hesitation, a doubt and for the space of a breath, everything stopped moving and remained silent. And everything changed to shouting and confusion, some pushing forward to enter the water, while others retreating to escape the unstable ground. Then in exaltation their leaders led them across the water. Many returned at the invitation of the emissary behind them, while others escaped to waterless shores.
Everything stopped moving again on the sea and the shore, but behind, the earth shook and landslides made loud noises. The wrath of heaven moved far away and stood above the two emissaries.
The pharaoh's emissary kept his rank, firmly resolved in the face of the strange and frightening vision and untamed the fury that raged at their side. Pale faces lit darkly by the fiery blanket.
The fury stopped and there was silence, calm spread across the land as the Pharaoh's emissary stood motionless in the glowing glow. Then with a cry the captains drew back and the emissary rose before them.
The blanket of fire that covered the sky had rolled into a spreading black cloud. The water was churned up, but they followed the evildoers to the other side of the great whirlpools. The passage was unstable with water surging everywhere and the ground moving. Here in the mist of the tumult of the waters, the Pharaoh fought against the last of the slaves and won. Then there was great carnage in the sands, marshes and water. The slaves cried out in despair, but their cries remained muffled. Their possessions were left behind as they escaped, the path was easier for them than for those who followed.
The calm was shattered by a mighty roar that descended through the rotating cloud pillars of the Destroyer's wrath and upon the men. The heavens roared with thousands of thunders, the bowels of the Earth knotted and tore in agony. The mountains were crushed to the ground. The dry ground sank below the waters and great waves crashed on the shores, sweeping the rocks from the sea.
The great wave of rock and water surprised the chariots of the Egyptians who were going ahead of the men on foot. Pharaoh's chariot was thrown into the air like a mighty arm and was crushed in the swirling waters.
News of the disaster was brought back by Rageb, son of Thomat, who hurried in front of the terrified survivors because of his burns. He brought back the news to the people that the emissaries were defeated by the explosion and the flood. The captain gone, the strong men fallen, no one remained in command. And the people revolted because of all these calamities that befell them. The cowards came out of their dens to assume the high offices for the dead. The gentiles and the nobles, having lost their protectors, became their prey. Most of the slaves had perished before the Pharaoh.
The earth, of no help, lay, and the invaders came out of the darkness like carrion. Foreigners attacked Egypt and none fought, the strength and courage was gone.
The invaders, led by Alkenan, were arriving from the Land of the Gods where they had to escape following the wrath of heaven having destroyed their land. There, too, there had been an infestation of reptiles and ants, the signs and omens and earthquakes. There had also been much unrest and disaster, disorder and famine, with the great breath of the Destroyer sweeping across the ground and stopping the breathing of man.
Anturah gathered the remains of his fighting men and the fighting men who were left in Egypt and arranged to meet the Children of Darkness who came out of the eastern mountains through the wilds and by the path of Yethnobis. They fell to earth behind the great gray cloud, before the great darkness and the coming of the purifying winds.
Rageb went with the Pharaoh and met the invaders at Herosher, but the hearts of the Egyptians were not in it. Their spirits no longer had strength and they fled before the battle was lost. Abandoned by the Gods above and below, their camp destroyed, their homes ravaged, they were already half dead.
Their hearts remained filled with terror at the memory of the heavenly wrath that had struck them. They continued to be haunted by memories of these frightening visions of the Destroyer and no longer knew what they were doing.
The Pharaoh did not return to his city. He lost his inheritance and was seized by a demon for several days. His wife was polluted and his income melted away. The Children of Darkness marched to the temples with sticks and kidnapped women who did not resist. They put into slavery all who remained, the old, the young men and the boys. They oppressed the people and their delight was mutilation and torture.
The pharaoh abandoned his hopes and escaped into the wilds beyond the Lake Province. Towards the southwest. He lived a good life among desert nomads writing books.
Good times arrived again, and even under the yoke of the invaders, the ships sailed under full sail. The air was purified and the breath of the Destroyer had passed and the earth flourished again. Life was renewed throughout the country.
Kair taught these things to the children of light during the days of darkness, after the building of Rambudeth, and before the death of Pharaoh Anked.
This is written in this land and in our language by Leweddar who himself chose to save it. He was not seen again until recent days.
