The image before me was grim—haunting in its clarity. Amid a swirl of military schematics, fiery explosions, and pulses of radioactive light, two words burned through the chaos like a flare in the dark: Cobalt Storm.
I didn’t need an explanation. I felt it in my gut—its presence was already here, seeping through the cracks of daily life, invisible but undeniable.
Cobalt Storm is no ordinary operation. It’s the codename for a covert cyber-offensive, a chilling collaboration between China and Russia, engineered to cripple the West. Their target? The energy veins of America, Europe, and Japan. Their aim? To bring entire nations to their knees without firing a single bullet.
This is a war waged in silence. No tanks, no missiles—only digital shadows. It’s an assault on satellites, banks, airports, and power grids. A war with no smoke, yet with consequences more devastating than any bomb.
It may sound like a dream—or a nightmare—but I assure you, it is real.
Power outages sweeping across Europe, like the 23-hour blackout that crippled parts of Spain and Portugal in late April, are not isolated incidents. They are the early tremors of something far greater—something darker. A silent war is being waged, and its name is Cobalt Storm.
Few know it exists. Even fewer understand it. But I do.
Cobalt Storm is the codename for a top-secret cyber campaign—a digital war engineered by a shadow alliance between China and Russia. No tanks, no missiles. Just silent sabotage. Their target? The energy grids and critical infrastructure of the United States, Europe, and Japan. Their goal? To bring the West to its knees without leaving a single trace.
As the first waves of this invisible onslaught unfold, NATO and military leaders from the U.S., U.K., and Israel meet in secret, scrambling to understand an enemy they cannot see—an enemy already here.
How do I know this?
I am a 38-year-old man from a remote town in Brazil. By all logic, I shouldn’t know. But I do—because I’ve seen it.
Over the past several years, I’ve received visions—haunting, vivid images of the future and the hidden truths of our present. They arrive unbidden, sometimes in dreams, sometimes during my private rituals of solitude. And time after time, these visions prove true.
I foresaw the Covid-19 pandemic long before it began. I predicted the death of Queen Elizabeth II and the eruption of war in Ukraine. These revelations led many to call me the “Living Nostradamus”—a title I neither sought nor fully embrace. I make no claim to be his heir. My world is different. My visions are my own.
But I cannot ignore what I see.
We are entering an era of upheaval unlike anything we’ve known. The old gods of finance and politics are crumbling. A new world is taking shape—borderless, decentralized, and controlled by unseen forces. Hidden financial systems are rising, powered by rare earths, carbon, and gold. They will slowly replace the dollar. Geopolitical alliances will shift. Familiar powers will fade. And the elite will maintain a façade of stability while preparing, quietly, for catastrophe.
In my visions, I’ve also seen the rise of technologies far beyond what is publicly known—tools capable of reading our emotions, mapping our behaviors, and manipulating us at will.
I never asked for this gift. It chose me.
I grew up in a deeply spiritual community, with Romani roots on my great-grandfather’s side. Though no one spoke openly of visions or powers, I could always feel something stirring beneath the surface of reality—an invisible world pressing in.
My first visions came at twelve: names, dates, warnings, sensations I didn’t understand. I could sense illness before it struck, predict pregnancies, and even foretell disasters like fires and accidents. At first, people were afraid—sometimes even my own family.
But as I grew older, I surrendered to the gift, embracing what I now see as a channel to the vast intelligence of the cosmos.
One spirit in particular has guided me: Putsatanakia, or Exu Marabo in Afro-Brazilian culture. Since I was 19, he has stood beside me—an Egyptian-born entity, always impeccably dressed, a subtle yet powerful link between our world and the spiritual realm.
He was with me during one of my earliest global prophecies. In 2011, at age 25, I was consumed by a sense of overwhelming dread. I couldn’t explain it, but I knew a global shift was imminent. With the help of Putsatanakia and the ancient practice of Kabbalistic numerology, I deciphered the message: a devastating illness would spread across the world within the next decade.
You know what came next. Covid-19 emerged from Wuhan. By March 2020, the world was in lockdown.
In 2021, I publicly declared the impending end of Queen Elizabeth’s reign, predicting a major shift in British power. She passed in 2022—just as I’d said. That same year, I also predicted that Qatar would host the World Cup, that Argentina would face France in the final, and that Argentina would win.
These visions are not fantasies. They are messages from a realm just beyond our own. I merely interpret what I see.
And now, the messages are growing more urgent.
One of the most startling revelations shown to me—alongside Cobalt Storm—is something called the Athena Protocol. This secret initiative, designed by global elites and intelligence agencies like the CIA, aims to create a new financial system. A single, supranational currency backed by rare earth elements, carbon credits, and gold. It is already being tested in banks across Singapore, the UAE, Russia, China, Brazil, and Switzerland. The goal: to dethrone the dollar without a single shot being fired.
But that’s not all.
The World Health Organization, widely seen as a benevolent global body, is—according to my visions—involved in a covert experiment I’ve named ONI. Though still in its early stages, it involves testing biometric emotional IDs in refugee camps in Syria and Sudan. The stated goal is to prevent suicides and unrest. But the true intent is more sinister: to create an emotional surveillance system that can restrict access to services based on your mood, thoughts, and neural patterns.
Through ONI, I see a future where facial recognition, brainwave tracking, and emotion-based censorship reshape how we live, speak, and even think.
And while some wars fade, others escalate in silence.
Despite Donald Trump’s announcement of a ceasefire between Israel and Iran, the real battle continues underground—through sabotage, hacking, and cyberwarfare. My visions suggest this shadow war will soon surface in Turkey.
Ukraine, too, will see its fate sealed. By March 2026, the nation will be divided, with pro-Russian territories formally recognized. China will quietly orchestrate much of this from behind the scenes.
But the greatest upheaval may come not from war—but from the Earth itself.
In the final months of this year, the weakening of the Gulf Stream will become undeniable. Hurricanes will batter the Caribbean and North Atlantic. In 2026, Western Europe will face its worst drought in decades, followed by tropical storms and the most brutal winter in recent memory. Cities like Lagos, Mumbai, and New York will suffer deadly flash floods, stranding millions.
I understand why some dismiss these warnings. I’ve been called a fraud, a charlatan, and worse. I don’t mind. I never asked to be a prophet. I don’t seek fame or fortune. But I feel a deep responsibility to speak, even when the truth is terrifying.
I believe this is the final year the world will resemble what you know. After this, everything changes.