The picture was bleak, ominous, and too obvious. Two words sprang out among a kaleidoscope of military maps, explosions, and radiation flashes: Cobalt Storm.

I knew instinctively what this phrase meant. I was aware that its effects, albeit invisible, were already being felt all around me.

Because those words describe a top-secret campaign by Western adversaries, the outcome of a cyber-alliance between China and Russia, that wants to drag the people of the US, mainland Europe, and Japan to their knees by sabotaging their energy infrastructure.

Tanks and missiles are not used in this conflict. A war without traceability that is centred on digital disruption will soon destroy our satellite systems, banks, and airports, wreaking havoc.

Even though it might sound like dream, I can assure you that it is true.

Random power outages that have occurred in areas of Europe in recent months, such as the 23-hour power outage in Spain and Portugal at the end of April that left a large portion of the population incapacitated, are already the first signs of this invisible onslaught.

NATO and military planners from the US, UK, and Israel are meeting in secret to figure out how to combat this untraceable enemy because it is only the beginning.

How can I know this as a 38-year-old man from a Brazilian tiny town? The reason for this is that in recent months, I have been confronted with a number of unsettling images of the world’s future and hidden present, including the chaos caused by Cobalt Storm.

They appear out of nowhere, much like all the images that dart into my head—some when I choose to put myself in a condition of seclusion where I let messages reach me.

Those messages have turned out to be uncannily true throughout time. I predicted the death of your beloved late Queen Elizabeth II, the Covid epidemic, and the conflict in Ukraine.

Because of these predictions, I have been dubbed the “Living Nostradamus,” after the famous French astrologer and seer of the 16th century who predicted events that would occur centuries later, from the Great Fire of London and the French Revolution to the ascent of Adolf Hitler and Nazism.

Since my world is so different from his, I accept any comparison with humility and reserve the right to refuse to claim that I am his heir.

Our earth is growing increasingly unstable and terrifying. We will hardly recognise the new financial systems and alliances that are progressively displacing the old certainties and gods.

New financial ecosystems that are not dependent on the conventional power axis of the past will take the place of geographical borders, making them meaningless. Additionally, the wealthy and political elites will seem to be stable in public while secretly planning for catastrophe.

My dreams have also demonstrated to me how technology, which is currently being developed covertly, would be utilised to map our emotions, behaviours, and weaknesses and then manipulate us accordingly.

I never sought for the blessing and curse of seeing all of these things. It took me some time to recognise that I had an ability that set me apart from everyone around me, but my powers selected me.

Being raised in a small town, I was surrounded by individuals who were naturally spiritual.

My great-grandfather’s side of the family was particularly gipsy, and although though no one talked openly about “gifts” or visions, I sensed something in the air from a young age, as if the invisible were constantly present.

When I first recognised that I was unique, I was about twelve years old. Whether it was through sounds, odours, facial expressions, or tiny shifts in energy, I experienced the environment more strongly.

Eventually, I would speak things that I could not comprehend myself, such as names, dates, cautions, or senses, all brought on by sudden visions.

These visions covered a wide range of topics, from unanticipated reconciliations to accidents and the illness of those dear to me.

I recall foretelling a fire weeks before it happened and predicting strangers’ pregnancies based only on their appearance before they ever knew them.

Those around me were naturally a little afraid. Members of my own family were among them, and at first they found it difficult to believe that there might be a seer among them.

As the years passed, I realised that what had happened to me was not a mystic ritual but rather an inward surrender in which I fully yield to the cosmos and all of its enormous informational domains.

A spiritual being known as Putsatanakia, or Exu Marabo in Afro-Brazilian culture, assisted me. Since I was 19, he has travelled with me, little known but feared by those who have heard of him.

He is of Egyptian descent, well dressed, and a subtle yet powerful presence that serves as a link between the corporeal and spiritual realms. I’m confident that his messages will change the world when he shows up.

Putsatanakia was the one who helped me make one of my first significant worldwide forecasts. At the age of 25, I experienced a crippling sense of gloom in 2011.

Although I was unable to identify it precisely, I had a gut feeling that a global shift was imminent. This sense of dread concerned me so much that I sought the advice of my hometown priest, who was unable to console me.

I understood enough about my gift by then to realise that I couldn’t ignore these emotions. With Putsatanakia’s help and Kabbalistic calculation—the process of giving Hebrew letters and words numerical values to reveal hidden meanings—I began to translate those emotions into pictures of what lay ahead.

It warned me that an illness that would affect the entire world will surface within the next ten years.

I barely need to explain what transpired: the Covid virus sprang from Wuhan, and by March 2020, the entire world was under lockdown.

I also foresaw Queen Elizabeth II’s demise because of Kabbalistic calculations. I made a public declaration in 2021 that the British female power cycle would come to an end the following year. In September 2022—the same year that the Gulf state of Qatar hosted the World Cup, as I had also predicted many years earlier—that spiritual and geopolitical milestone was realised.

I made a prediction on Instagram weeks prior that Argentina would win and France would be in the final. I was proven correct one more.

It is easy to interpret these messages. They live in a world that we are familiar with. I notice certain things that don’t.

The existence of a covert protocol known as the Athena Protocol is among the most startling revelations made to me in recent months, along with Cobalt Storm.

This protocol, which was created by the Davos elite in collaboration with international intelligence services like the CIA, intends to establish a distinct financial system wherein the dollar is swapped out for a unique international currency that is backed by rare earths, gold, and carbon.

It is an effort to develop a new financial system that will circumvent the conventional foundations of the Western financial system and is being tested in banks in Singapore, the United Arab Emirates, China, Russia, Brazil, and Switzerland. The dollar will lose its dominance in the coming years as a result of a covert conflict that is taking place behind closed doors without a single shot being fired.

I have been given with other plots besides Athena. I worry that World Health Organisation staff, who are perceived as a good organisation that exclusively seeks to improve health outcomes globally, are working on a covert project of their own that could have horrifying repercussions.

Although it doesn’t have a formal name, I’ve called it “ONI.” I believe this term best describes what I observe: experimental efforts to map vulnerable people’ emotional actions using artificial intelligence and introduce emotional biometric IDs in Syrian and Sudanese refugee camps.

The rationale? to stop mass suicides and violent outbursts. The use of it as a predictive monitoring tool, where your emotions would dictate your access to services, is something far more evil, though, according to my visions. The way we communicate, live, and fight will all be changed by this world of sophisticated facial recognition, brain frequency tracking, and predictive surveillance.

The conflicts that afflict our modern era will both advance to new phases in the interim. Donald Trump’s announcement of a ceasefire between Israel and Iran last week was purely symbolic. Regardless of what we observe on the surface, the war is still being fought underground through cyberattacks and industrial sabotage, and I worry that the aboveground fighting will not only go on but also move into Turkey.

However, another war will end—not with a conventional victory, but with economic fatigue. Ukraine will be divided by March 2026, with internationally recognised pro-Russian areas. China will be tugging the strings behind the scenes.

Of course, there are other ways to upend the planet. I have witnessed storms and significant climactic change in my silent communions. Hurricanes in the Caribbean and North Atlantic in August and September will be the first signs of the Gulf Stream’s key weakening as the year draws to a close, a devastating worldwide occurrence.

You’ll see the effects practically instantly. Western Europe will see a severe drought in the summer of 2026, followed by unusual tropical storms in the autumn and the harshest winter in decades.

In a year when I think a lot of things will go wrong, flash floods will leave people stranded in places like Lagos, Mumbai, and New York.

Naturally, there are many who criticise such dreadful prophecies. I’ve been referred to as a phoney, a charlatan, and worse. I’m not bothered by it. I’m not looking for attention, and I’m not a stage clairvoyant. I hate to say it, but I think this is the final year when the world will be the same as it is today.