We will show them who God is!

 

Humans are going crazy. Too many wars, too many deaths. A head of state who thinks he's Jesus, who plays naval combat and loses his mind. Another, more war criminal than Hitler himself. These men think they are God. This cannot continue and it will not continue. We will show them who God is!

A little reminder of this last year

On October 4, 2025, Facebook completely blocked my Marc Delantre account. I was then in the toilet, scrolling my Facebook, sitting quietly on the toilet, and in French, we call it the throne. However, just before this blockage, I had received a painful pinch in my chest. I therefore understood that the closing of my account by Facebook had been an automatic procedure caused by Elohim.

A few weeks later, it was the turn of Renaud Van Buylaere's account (account more than 15 years old) in the same conditions. Chest pain while sitting on the throne, and this account was also blocked. A few days later, another equally old account was also blocked.

Obviously, the Elohim wanted me to stop all public activity on social networks, and to achieve this, they used Facebook's automatic procedures.

I then created another account with no connection to the previous ones and not bearing my name but my photo, just to chat with my closest collaborators. However, it didn't do much good, as the Elohim continued to silence me. My colleagues, including the main ones, kept silent more and more often, until finally no longer responding to me at all. Some accounts have even completely disappeared, like mines. They also knew they were under the total control of the Elohim and also understood that we all had to go into silence mode.

My office before renovation

This silence was heavy, but the Elohim had also asked me, in June 2025 (so, before the Facebook blockages), to start a journal and other documents on my Google account, intended for the human authority supposed to have been monitoring me for years. I also understood that this authority had to prepare for the future, including the reset of humanity as well as my advent. I therefore had to get into the habit of feeding these documents as often as possible with texts, which, as usual, were dictated to me by the Elohim. The Elohim had already made me adopt this habit for the writing of my book, the Code of Gladio, published by Amazon, and I was certain that this silent authority existed. So I did what was asked of me, especially since the Google account seemed to me an excellent way of one-way communication if this authority had access to this account. I was certain for years that all my chats, my e-mails, even secure ones, were read at every moment. So, this authority must have full access to my Google account.

However, I still felt a growing loneliness. I still had my father, with whom I exchange an email twice a week and who continues to finance me with his meager means. Mélanie, my partner since 2015, had also left home because she had a child who was not mine and she had to live with her “in-laws.” I therefore had to organize myself to live alone, with the obligation of Elohim to leave my home as little as possible, due to danger.

For this same security issue, they then had me install around ten cameras inside and outside my house, including in my shower/toilet. However, from what I understood, these CCTVs were not intended for me. They were to allow this same human authority, who has followed me for years, to see me at home, from my bed to my office via the shower or the main room. I understood. This didn't bother me. It was just strange, especially since these cameras are online all the time, but due to lack of budget, they record nothing. That was not their goal. Other people were watching them H24/7.

As for the exterior cameras, they go all around the house. I use these well when I'm at my office to see what's going on around the house or if I have, for example, delivery people. However, again, if I sleep (+/- half the day), they record nothing. To get to the Robinson, I also had to go out with a microcamera on me, connected to the data network, which again recorded nothing. As soon as I had finished my purchases, the Elohim had the habit of creating a glycemic crisis for me to make me feel very weak and to rush me home to eat. I am not at all diabetic, but I understood where it came from, and I obeyed, as always.

My office after renovation

There was also the complete renovation of my house. It's not big and only 40 square meters, but the Elohim wanted me to completely repaint it white and rearrange it slightly. It was very complicated. I have had a broken foot for 15 years, and my legs no longer work as they should. This is wanted by the Elohim. This handicap is a bit of a chain on my foot. I can walk, but not for too long. I have also gained a lot of weight, and this is probably wanted by the Elohim to make me look like a very ordinary man, even repulsive. I also have a chronic problem with hemorrhoids, which the Elohim use when it suits them. Apart from these health issues desired by the Elohim, I have not had to see a doctor or dentist for 12 years. If I catch a cold, I just have to ask the Elohim to cure it, and the next day it is gone.

They used this total control on my body for the renovations of my home. I understood that they were essential, even if their cost had horrified my father. On the other hand, to implement them alone, it was another story, but the Elohim had planned everything.

A young woman (21 years old) with the nickname Mimi was to arrive to help me and who, since her birth, had been prepared by the Elohim for that mission. She knew the Bible well and, above all, had been forced to live with her sister for seven years, where she could only speak English. She had also just gotten a new boyfriend, Rafi, 25, a construction worker whose mission is to look after her.

The main room before renovation.

Mimi is what I call an Elohim (terrestrial), like my father and my collaborators who have become silent, as well as myself, or Melanie, who stayed with me for ten years, or like my late mother. We are all born with a special destiny, and our soul is eternal. We have had other terrestrial lives in the past. So we appear to be humans, but we are not at all. Our fleshly envelope is nothing other than a disguise and a means of living and evolving among humans. This is what I call the Elohim (terrestrial). On Earth and in this form, there are only a few of us, and these Elohim have a direct or indirect link with me. We are all part of the same plan, but that can also take several generations.

These Elohim (terrestrial) are therefore coordinated throughout their lives by the Elohim (celestial), in other words by God, and even if we have the impression of making choices, we make absolutely none. If we could truly make choices, we could compromise God's plans at every moment. However, the Elohim let us think that we make these choices. They let us think for as long as possible that we are only humans. However, each of us realizes throughout our lives that we benefit from very special protection from all points of view and especially in terms of health or road accidents, for example. Nothing can interrupt or block our mission. So the Elohim make sure that this doesn't happen. My father and I, as well as others, several times escaped inevitable death, which nevertheless did not occur.

So Mimi came to me with her Rafi. I immediately gave them my second bedroom, and Mimi took care of the renovations that I couldn't finish. The house was therefore completely repainted, with small touches of blue, and my office was completely refurnished and decorated in the Elohim style. For my father, who financed all of this, it was about making me live in a more pleasant environment. For my part, I didn't want to go through this renovation, but I understood that my environment did not correspond at all to what the Elohim wanted. This house was to represent the place where my advent would take place. I was going to have to receive many personalities there, as well as the press. I am a poor man among the poor, but my poor house could not look like a slum either, even if I was content with it. A large meeting table and chairs, all in white, also had to be permanently installed there, as well as chairs in my office. This was done, much to the amazement of the neighbors and my landlord, who wondered what I was up to.

The main room after renovation.

The Elohim therefore arranged for my father to finance these renovations and for Mimi to achieve them. Since then, she and her boyfriend have always lived by my side, and she takes care of me wonderfully. I call her an angel, but in her case, it's literally and figuratively. She doesn't want me to leave my office and likes to bring me my meals and drinks there, and if I sneeze, she asks me if everything is okay.

From February 15 to March 14, 2026, something very unusual happened. Since the fire at Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris on April 15, 2019, I had an essential Elohim collaborator. Her nickname among us was MM, for Mary Magdalene, the wife of Jesus, whose soul she had apparently inherited. I had to follow what MM told me carefully, because what she said was always true. It was like that, and she also received very particular visions, which she had to transmit to me so that I could deduce the meaning that was intended for me. However, as said above, all my colleagues, including MM, had become very silent, and she readily said that she had no choice. We both knew it. 

However, on February 15, 2026, another critical collaborator, going by the nickname Eva, was given a role that none of my collaborators had received before. I had to ask her rather binary questions where her answers could be yes, no, I can't answer, a number or a word. I quickly understood that it was a new way of the Elohim to inform me or to answer many questions to which I had no answer or too many answers. Obviously, Eva was responding to me with a sort of channeling (medium term) and very quickly. She wasn't really herself, and by the end of each question session, she was completely wasted and had to stop. I had already experienced this with a real medium who, at the end of an exchange of this kind, fell into a coma in front of her husband and children, and who then died. Eva wasn't a medium, but obviously it worked the same way.

My room/office after renovation

Eva therefore received more than 650 questions in one month. It was astonishing, but she had the answer to everything, even if she didn't understand the question or the answer she gave. It was during one of these sessions that I learned a lot more about this silent authority that has been watching over me for years. I also learned that a certain number of heads of state and economically powerful people have known of my existence for years. It was thus confirmed to me that for years a budget has been allocated to my surveillance, including by satellite, and to these teams who constantly read me to try to understand what is going to happen. I also learned that very large investments are already underway to prepare for my role in the new era. 

I couldn't doubt Eva's answers. This was also confirmed very recently. I asked her that on the day of my advent, what area should form the security perimeter around my house. She gave me a number I didn't expect. More recently, over the last few days, I took a map from Google Maps and started drawing a large polygon around my house. What was my surprise to discover that the total surface area of ​​this polygon was exactly the figure that Eva had provided me. So I passed it on as an order to the silent authority.

And suddenly, exactly a month after having started this QR with me, almost hour to hour, Eva wrote to me, “I am now going to put myself into vacation mode. We’ll talk later.” Then, her Facebook account, but also WhatsApp and Telegram, immediately disappeared. Nothing more, just like my accounts. I then had to return to my normal activities with a huge additional feeling of loneliness in my work. Fortunately, at home, I still had Mimi.

So today, April 17, 2026, I am no longer alone at home, and I continue to work for the Elohim. My main function currently is to write and complete a full report (more than hundred pages currently) for this silent authority who reads me. This report must give them precise orders of what the Elohim want in all matters concerning my advent. Everything is very detailed, step by step, and the reasons for them. The thing that we will miss until the end is the date of the immense solar storm, which will mark the beginning of the reset of humanity.

In the meantime, Mimi makes sure that every day this house is clean and ready to welcome this silent authority who will come to warn us that the reset has just started.

Mimi painting. Thank you, Mimi!