Brandi has lived, loved, and lost, and she writes from the places that left her unarmed and cracked wide open. A troublemaker for truth who refuses to sit quietly while the missing links to humanity's blueprint are selfishly gatekept out of pure greed, ego, and the pursuit of power at the expense of collective well-being. Heavy on research and indisputable evidence, she decodes what was buried and shares it with relentless clarity. She blends the human and the cosmic - the scholar and the street prophet - guiding readers to face the world unapologetically, mask off. Brandi writes not to comfort, but to awaken. The truths she delivers are lived, not imagined. They hit hard and cut deep - because when you offer pure heart and soul to the world, you stop serving pretty little lies and start carving raw truth into your bones. Her words do not whisper - they roar - because they were bled for, scorched into the earth, and rose from the ashes; cleansed by the fire that rages inside her. She recently learned this is no superpower; it is exactly what she was designed to do - what we all were designed to do. Ophiuchus is her rising Sun. The cosmic bridge between life and death. A human with direct access to the gods, no middleman required. A problem, a threat - an untouchable force. That is what we become when we stop looking outside ourselves for what can only be found within.