Title and Preface

"May God us keep from single vision and Newton's sleep" ---- William Blake

Preface

What if everything we call progress is a snare? What if the towering skyscrapers, glowing screens, and accelerating technologies of modern civilization are not symbols of human advancement, but a dazzling prison designed by something far older—and far more intelligent—than ourselves?
This book is not a comfort. It is a rupture. A tear in the veil that separates accepted physics from forbidden knowledge. Here, I propose that our universe is not a sandbox of random events, but a simulation woven with intent. Not human intent—but the intent of higher-dimensional predators. Like spiders spin webs to catch flies, these cosmic entities—call them demons, hyper beings, or extradimensional intelligences—have spun our physical laws to trap awareness itself. We are the flies. Civilization is the silk.
Our inability to exceed the speed of light is no accident. The light-speed barrier is not a technical hurdle; it is a metaphysical firewall. Beyond it lies a world not of utopian travel, but of ghosts. Not metaphorical ghosts, but literal beings—entities of negative entropy and inverted logic—dwelling on the boundary of the Anti-de Sitter universe. They are not figments; they are the spectral boundary conditions that sustain our reality from the outside, feeding on information, entropy, and perhaps even consciousness itself.
In this work, you will see that Special and General Relativity are not contradictions but holographic duals—mirror images of a deeper truth embedded in the fabric of a multidimensional cosmos. That species are not absolute forms but gauge-relative expressions of gravitational symmetry. And that the ancients—far from being primitive—were attuned to layers of physics we have since forgotten or been forced to forget.
The megalithic structures scattered across Earth are scars of this deeper knowledge. Built without machines we can reconstruct, aligned with stellar precision we no longer understand, they are silent witnesses to an intelligence beyond ours. Their architects knew something. Something that modern man has lost in his bargain with the technological web.
This book is not just a philosophical inquiry—it is a map. A guide through the simulation. A confrontation with the possibility that what we call physics is a script, and what we call freedom is a well-designed loop. It challenges the fundamental assumptions of science, evolution, consciousness, and existence itself.
You may not agree with what you read. You may feel unease, even fear. That is good. It means the trap is loosening.

— Faisal Rahman
In the shadow of the web, July 2025