So there I was, checking out the solar system one night, from Hathor (that's the Etheric Plane, and I found my fly-by interrupted by a hijacking - mine. Six Anunnaki priests, in other words, suckasses of Anu, grabbed me in the astral and took me to the royal palace on Nibiru, to the "Throne Room" in front of Anu. They were a bit taken aback when I didn't bow and scrape, like I'm supposed to be impressed with all of Anu's abject pomposity. For six hours they bullied me, bribed me, tried every Anunnaki steamroll of "reasoning" and oh-so-profound logic, and mysteries of the Universe that they could bestow me with, the whole line of sellout crap offers, just like Lucifer would make. They wanted me to "see it from their POV," to "understand " the Greater Meaning of it all. Their arrogance is appalling. That's six hours of their grill and spill that I'll never get back. It has cost them ever since. Kek.