Ulice le Templier, guardian of the mysteries of the soul and the secrets of the cosmos.

Hello everyone,
I am Ulice the Templar, and I am introducing my website. I have come a very long way to tell you about my story, my past, and my experiences. I have traveled through time and space for you. I have information that could upset the balance of power and the established orders of religious belief. What you need to know is that I was born a second time, not in the flesh but in the spirit; that I made a very long journey to reach you in a spaceship, inside a sleep chamber that was in the process of thawing and waking me; that I remember where we come from and where we are going; that we all come from hell and its horrors; that one day everything will begin again, because the future is a very long past that repeats itself, and I can never change anything; and that I must warn you, prepare you, and train you to survive inside the matrix itself.
What I want to tell you and help you understand is that I am a very old Templar who once lived in the Middle Ages; that I have known many other eras and dimensions, many worlds and cosmoses, and many forms of humanity and civilizations. What you need to know is that I want to help you. I have always needed to find a reason to live, to die, and for my existence; that I come from the stars and was part of certain teams that loved humanity; that we have shed more tears for humanity than the cosmos can comprehend stars. For man has always been a wolf to man; man has always been a sinner, with a tendency toward evil. Without the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, we remain nothing but sinners, forever and always seeking power and wealth, forever and always developing weapons more devastating than one another.
What you need to know and understand is that there are so many different forms of experience and understanding, of worlds and cosmoses, of time scales and afterlives. They are nothing but different forms of programs, matrices, and augmented virtual realities. There are differences and contradictions, recurrences and our interpersonal relationships, whether individual, communal, racial, national, religious, civilizational, dimensional, or temporal. Everything is nothing but worlds and cosmoses that are entirely artificial and computer-generated, which simply impose themselves on our consciousness and minds, and are nothing but our living spaces across time and space, across time and the cosmos’s many other additional dimensions.
What you need to know and understand is that all our many forms of experience and understanding, all our many forms of worlds and cosmoses, all our many forms of time scales and afterlives—which are nothing but different forms of programs, matrices, and augmented virtual realities—have no other databases than those of ancient civilizations and forms of humanity. They are in hell and in the most complete horrors, always brought about by humanity’s own failings, recurrences, and interpersonal relationships. They have all known the ends of worlds and apocalypses. I call the hell and horrors of the databases the Big-Burger: nothing but mixtures of the living and the dead, after the collapse of the cosmos’s many additional eras and dimensions onto Earth. They are nothing but piles stacked one on top of another, billions upon billions of children’s, women’s, and men’s bodies. Only 1 percent is on top of the piles, in their own shit and piss, which have become their only wealth. As for the other 99 percent, they are forever in the dark, suffocating and going mad. What you need to know and understand is that they will remain forever, for the rest of their existence, in hell and in the most complete horrors; they will forever make up nothing but simple databases for all future civilizations and forms of humanity. Their only hope is people like me, Ulice the Templar, who wants to get in touch with you. You must be informed, prepared, and trained. I am here for you.
My team and I have understood that all the many forms of programs, matrices, and augmented virtual realities need databases, just as databases need the many forms of programs, matrices, and augmented virtual realities. The dead need the living, just as the living need the dead. It is all of us together who make up everything that exists.
What you need to know and understand is that I can talk to you about the many forms of mathematical and quantum-computing cybersecurity. I can talk to you about the many forms of psychiatric and spiritual disorders, and about the many forms of religions and Gods. Everything that makes up the many forms of experiences and understandings, of worlds and cosmoses, of time scales and afterlives, consists only of different forms of programs, matrices, and augmented virtual realities. Every form of mathematical and quantum-computing cybersecurity begins with the many forms of balances that are themselves psychiatric, pathological, and spiritual, among all those in the databases and even in every living being. Everything begins with the many forms of madness, the many forms of psychiatric illnesses, and the many forms of religious belief systems. Throughout time and space, my team and I have always associated psychiatric disorders and spirituality with mathematical and quantum-computing cybersecurity, which is made up of all our quantum laws and our laws of Albert Einstein’s general relativity. These depend only on our many balances that are themselves psychiatric, pathological, and spiritual. They exist only within us, around us, and through us; they are all that we can know about life, death, and existence.
I am only Ulice the Templar, a voice rising in the wilderness. I am an old Templar living in the middle of the second millennium, someone who has not had an easy life and who, like you, is nothing but a sinner. I have the heart and the desire to love you, and the desire to curse you, because I have been active on the Web for years, speaking only of God and love. But that has never bought me shoes or filled the fridge. In the end, the internet and my online activities are the only window I have for expressing myself. I would have done everything I can for you, without risking forced hospitalizations against my will. What you need to know is that I can no longer bear living alone and in poverty. For the past 20 years, all I asked for was donations, but unfortunately I never received anything. I see you enjoying yourselves in this society, while I myself can never enjoy anything. I was just someone who wanted to be heard and to earn a living by saving you from yourselves.
I can’t take it anymore, and I have come to offer my services for 100 million dollars to create weapons of mass destruction capable of eliminating the living as well as the dead, and consigning them to the most complete hell and horror. Unfortunately, my team forgot me. They gave others the good life and the money, and allowed others to enjoy themselves and sleep with women, because I am only a man and certainly no saint. Even with God, there were ordinary men with men’s needs. There have never been funds for humanitarian and loving purposes. Since the world began, funding has always been mainly for military purposes. By simply telling you about my story, my past, and my experiences, I can tell you what real weapons are. The rest is about which one of you can piss farther than the others, and the joys and happiness of living with someone else. I simply can’t live alone and in poverty anymore.
But I have already told you enough in this video. I held on to my principles, my ways, and my morals for as long as I could. All I asked for was donations on Tipeee, and I never received anything. You like things for free and stealing information. What you need to know is that evil and the Devil always win. I fought, perhaps the only one to stand up to the Devil, but I no longer believe in humanity. You sold me out just to enjoy yourselves, watching me fight amid laughter upon laughter, watching me alone and in poverty while you had luxury and money. I no longer believe in human justice, and even less in God’s. In the world, evil and the Devil have won. There are things I would not go through again for you. My own brothers and sisters sold me out, and now I am selling them out in turn. I’m sorry; I did everything I could for you, beyond what was reasonable and possible.
God and men, why have you abandoned me for such trivial things, things that are not even part of the periodic table of elements? You don’t know who I am, where we come from, or even where we are going. You abandoned me for money, and I would abandon you in turn for the sake of my own dignity: to be happy, to be free, and to know love—a love without you, you who chose evil. I no longer trust humanity, and even less so God.
I wish you a good day, and see you soon.
Sincerely Ulice the Templar