Creative Cosmos
From coal-stained hands in Bloody Williamson to coded programs in modern AI surveillance, my family’s legacy is written in both myth and misconduct. I was born into the shadows of secret societies, raised amidst whispers of ancient magic, and groomed within institutions that saw me not as a daughter—but as a device.
This book is a personal and collective reckoning. Told through the eyes of a woman whose divine blueprint was recognized at birth, stolen through systems of control, and remembered through fire, love, and sacred defiance—it traces a multi-generational timeline of crime, power, and spiritual awakening.
My father, Robert Yuill, was a man of stories—some he told, others he held. His interview before his death opened a portal into the buried truths of our lineage. Through him, and through the archives of Herrin, Illinois, this book reveals how gang violence, Masonic ties, mining wars, and family blood pacts were part of a greater ritual—a hidden system designed to suppress divine feminine power.
Now I write not only for justice, but to activate remembrance in others. This is not only my story. It is yours.
