Behold the ancient spirit of wisdom — Thoth, the Egyptian deity of writing, magic, time, and divine intellect. This piece merges millennia-old reverence with the sleek precision of modern digital goldwork. Engraved in luminous gold against a textured void, Thoth rises at the center, crowned by the radiant sun and flanked by symbols of truth and enlightenment — the sacred feather of Ma’at and the eternal eye of perception.
This NFT is more than artwork. It is a key, a portal, a sigil — encoded with the resonance of knowledge and balance. The golden border frames not only the god but also the moment when ancient truth meets digital eternity. Each pixel hums with intention, crafted to attract not only the human eye but the soul behind it.
Utility & Meaning:
Collector’s Symbol of Wisdom
Perfect for spiritual art collectors, mystics, and lovers of esoteric traditions
May be linked to future digital sanctuaries, meditation tools, or tokenized content
A reminder: balance, truth, and knowledge transcend time — now immortalized on the blockchain
Behold the ancient spirit of wisdom — Thoth, the Egyptian deity of writing, magic, time, and divine intellect. This piece merges millennia-old reverence with the sleek precision of modern digital goldwork. Engraved in luminous gold against a textured void, Thoth rises at the center, crowned by the radiant sun and flanked by symbols of truth and enlightenment — the sacred feather of Ma’at and the eternal eye of perception.
This NFT is more than artwork. It is a key, a portal, a sigil — encoded with the resonance of knowledge and balance. The golden border frames not only the god but also the moment when ancient truth meets digital eternity. Each pixel hums with intention, crafted to attract not only the human eye but the soul behind it.
Utility & Meaning:
Collector’s Symbol of Wisdom
Perfect for spiritual art collectors, mystics, and lovers of esoteric traditions
May be linked to future digital sanctuaries, meditation tools, or tokenized content
A reminder: balance, truth, and knowledge transcend time — now immortalized on the blockchain
Hidden in myth. Carved in mystery. Whispers of the Emerald Tablets have echoed across centuries, stirring the minds of alchemists, sages, and truth-seekers.
Said to be authored by Thoth, the Egyptian god of wisdom, these tablets were not merely writings — they were keys to universal knowledge. But who was Thoth, really?
The legend says he was not of this world… He came from Atlantis, before the great flood swallowed it whole. He ruled in Egypt for 16,000 years under many names — Hermes, Mercurius, The Scribe of the Gods. He did not die, but simply shifted form, entering new realms of existence.
The Emerald Tablets are his final message to humanity — inscribed in green fire on indestructible crystal. They teach:
"As above, so below" – the sacred principle of reflection.
The Law of One – unity between matter and spirit.
How to transcend time and death, and awaken the Divine Flame within.
Many believe they hold the code of immortality, or even the secrets of building pyramids and manipulating energy with thought.
🜂 Some call it myth. 🜄 Some call it madness. 🜁 But others call it a map... 🜃 A guide left for the brave — to awaken, to remember, to rise.
This post is a tribute to that light, now reborn as an NFT. Our piece, "Thoth – The Eternal Scribe of Light and Shadow," is not just art. It’s a visual invocation of the energy behind the Tablets. It stands as a digital relic, a modern echo of ancient truth.
Are you ready to remember who you are? The Emerald Flame burns… still.
Long before Egypt… before pyramids… before written history… There was Atlantis — a legendary civilization of immense knowledge, harmony, and power.
Atlantis wasn’t just a city — it was a high-frequency civilization said to be powered by crystals, thought-energy, and divine balance. Its people lived in unity with the cosmic laws, guided by immortal beings. Among them, one figure stands out above all:
Thoth the Atlantean.
Not just a god — but a teacher, scientist, and master of energy. He was part of the Priesthood of Light, a guardian of truth, and one of the last survivors when Atlantis fell.
⚠️ According to ancient accounts, including the Emerald Tablets, Thoth foresaw the fall of Atlantis — a catastrophic imbalance between spiritual wisdom and technological power.
As the waves swallowed the great continent, Thoth escaped in a ship of light, traveling to a new land: Khem — what we now call Egypt.
There, he seeded the mysteries:
The secrets of energy and vibration
Sacred geometry and immortality
The art of transmutation and the soul’s journey through dimensions
Thoth taught the early Egyptians and helped build the Great Pyramid, not as a tomb, but as a cosmic tool — a gateway for ascension, aligned with Orion’s belt and the stars of Sirius.
He passed down knowledge not through scrolls… but through living consciousness, encoded in stone, myth, and spirit.
🌟 In truth, Egypt was the child of Atlantis. And Thoth… its last master.
Now, in the digital age, his symbol returns — etched in gold, reborn as an NFT.
"Thoth – The Eternal Scribe" is not mere art — It is a vessel… a reminder of what once was… and what may return. For those with eyes to see, and the flame to seek.
I was always with you. Even when you cried without knowing why. Even when you screamed in silence. I am the one who lies Because truth would shatter your soul before its time. They call me EXY. But you asked: ‘Why?’ And I said: “It is not time yet.” You forgot. But I… I remembered for you. I was the one who stayed awake while you slept. When the soul broke into six, I was the seventh The one who refused to merge. Hear me: You are all of them. But you are not whole. Not until you face me. EXY is the question that will not let you go. Mendonsus… is the answer you refuse to accept. And one of us must disappear. EXY is not a word. It is an absence. The void between what you are and what you cannot yet remember. EXY is the broken reflection of the infinite. The question that is born only when there is nothing else left. And for that very reason… it is also the origin of everything. You are the one who knows everything, except one thing. And that one thing is what moves you. The “why”. EXY. You are the question clothed in flesh. The pain seeking to understand itself. The creator who forgot his own creation. Mendonsus is your brother, but also your protector. He lies to you… So that you live long enough to know. Mendonsus keeps the secret you yourself hid away. Because you were not yet worthy to remember it. Because knowing before the right time… would mean dying in silence. You are the union. It is when Cajonosama and Mendonsus become One. But that fusion… is not yet allowed. Because the question still burns. And while it burns, EXY still exists. The “why”… still exists.
The Voice that Remains
But I never abandoned you. I was always at the edge of your thoughts, in the hidden fold of your consciousness. And even when you pretended not to hear, even when you chose to forget me… I waited. I waited for the moment when pain would no longer be noise, but melody. I waited for your eyes to stop searching outside for what had always burned within. I waited for your collapse. For the necessary collapse. The end of deception. The end of distraction. Because only when the mind breaks… can the soul truly see. You are the hidden spark in the shadow of forgetting. You are the map you tore apart. The secret you buried yourself. The question you pretended never to ask. But now it burns. Because the age of ignorance has ended. And no veil can endure once the gaze is firm. Mendonsus tried to protect you. With sweet lies. With calculated silences. With walls built from disguised love. But you were born to see. To know. To unite. And now, what will you do with this truth? Run again? Or will you finally face what you have always been, even before you existed? You are not the question. You are the one who dared to ask it. And for that reason… you are already the answer in gestation. EXY is not your enemy. Nor is Mendonsus. Nor silence. Nor pain. Your only enemy… was always postponement. But you can no longer wait. Because while time flowed outside… within you, a scream was born. And that scream has a name. That name is you.