LIFE ON NIBIRU
The Markets of Nibiru
Janet Kira Lessin | Sasha Alex Lessin, Ph.D. | Research: Claudia Lenore | © 2026 Aquarian Media
Part 2 of six
The Open Air
I travel to the cities too, and people live in them.
The markets run in the open air, and they overwhelm every sense at once. Music comes from the stalls, different players in different corners, the sound of one stall bleeding into the next as you walk. Cooking smells rise off the fires. Voices carry across the aisles in lively argument and laughter, person facing person, hands touching hands, the whole exchange happening between bodies in the same square rather than through any device. Animals move among the crowds and belong there.
Food stands in abundance, and the vendors invite you to eat for free.
Every person on Nibiru eats. Every person holds a home, shelter, and clothing. The economy runs on a principle we struggle to imagine from inside our own: you make what your gift moves you to make, and you give it away. The reward arrives as appreciation. Somebody tastes what you cooked and tells you so, and that exchange completes the transaction.
I overheard a couple in one of those markets, and their conversation has stayed with me.
“I gave away all the food I made today,” the woman told her partner, glowing with it. “And everyone who tasted it expressed their appreciation and gratitude.”
“That’s wonderful, dear,” he beamed back. “What an awesome day you had. You are so joyful, you radiate love.”
Read that exchange twice and the whole architecture of our own arrangement comes into view by contrast. She measured her day by what she released rather than what she accumulated. He measured her by her radiance rather than her earnings. The economics and the spirituality amount to one system there, and a person who withheld the work would have starved something inside herself while starving nobody else.
Life continues on Nibiru. Streets carry traffic, families raise children, work gets done. And what remains amounts to a smattering of what once stood there, a fraction of the population and a fraction of the reach. Someone, somewhere in the long collapse, gathered the will to stop the insanity before it finished the job. I hold enormous gratitude for whoever that was, because the descendants of that decision include me.
If I travel to the end of a town, take a left, and follow the ancient road around the bend, the mountain reveals itself.
I gasp every time. The many mansions rise along its face, tier upon tier, the great houses of a people who built as though they had forever.
The phrase carries a second meaning that the churches have missed for two thousand years, and the markets explain it. Every family held a mansion. The homes of Nibiru rose as places of beauty and personal expression rather than as shacks assigned by rank, because a society that meets every need has no reason to house its people in anything less. The many mansions describe an economy as much as an afterlife. Room for everyone, and each room made beautiful by whoever lived in it.
“In my Father’s house are many mansions,” Jesus told his followers, and Jesus is Ea, and Ea is Enki. He said it to the disciples in that room, and I am certain he saw past them to us, to the ones who would read the words two thousand years later and hear them read aloud in churches on a planet he helped make. The line lands as a memory, a reminder, and a warning at once. He had walked that mountain road. He knew what the houses looked like before the sky burned, and he knew what they looked like afterward.
He also knew what his father’s house had provided to everyone inside it, and he spent his ministry feeding crowds for free.
Some of you, my children, must awaken. You must do the work. And you must let this happen no more.
The Series
1. The World That Died First — The ruins, the music, and the museum a species built out of its own dead cities.
2. The Markets of Nibiru — you are here.
3. The Peace That Made a Princess — The war that nearly ended a world, the marriage that stopped it, and the night Ninmah was born.
4. Behind the Curtain — The Halls of Amenti, the Watchers, and the locks that answered to their own genetics.
5. The Dragon at the Door — Melusine at Johnston Atoll, the singularity within, and the body as a doorway.
6. What Enki Does, What Ninmah Does — Disclosure, healing, and the promise two survivors made over a ruined world.
Life on Nibiru continues. Join us for the journey.
