Ritual Susccession

Everyone’s asking why Elon turned on Trump.

Why the man who once praised him as a “fighter” now tweets shade, avoids direct support, and occasionally posts cryptic half-jabs like he’s trying to trigger a prophecy without taking credit for it.

But the answer isn’t about ego.

It’s not about platforms.

It’s not even about ideology.

We are witnessing ritual succession.

Trump was never going to be allowed to finish what he started.

He was a signal—not a savior.

He awakened something, yes. But that something scared the people who run empires.

So what do they do when the trumpet’s already sounded?

They replace the vessel.

They find someone younger, cleaner, programmable. Someone who still echoes Trump’s base code—but with updated firmware.

Enter: JD Vance. Thiel’s Trojan Horse.

Peter Thiel grooms avatars.

He took JD Vance—Netflix memoirist turned faux populist—and poured $15 million into crafting a new public figure:

•Pro-America, but not chaotic.

•Christian-coded, but programmable.

•Trump-adjacent, but not Trump-dependent.

And most importantly: a bridge to Elon.

Because Elon’s the real threat.

He owns the platform. The satellites. The mindshare.

He is the future.

Trump was the King of the Old Cycle.

To bring in the new regime, the king has to fall—not in battle, but in betrayal.

Thiel understands that.

So he sends Vance to absorb the base, fracture the union between Trump and Elon, and carry the torch—but only after it’s been extinguished in Trump’s hands.

An alchemical power transfer happening in real time.

Fuck elections these people just high jacked the future of humanity.

Fighting over who gets to define the holograph—and who gets ritually stripped of that right.

Trump was the fire.

Vance is the new priest.

Thiel is the architect.

And Elon? Elon is the altar.