I’ve spent the last six months digging through public records, seismic logs, and obscure archives to prove what’s been hiding under our feet in Los Angeles: the sleeping body of Cthulhu. Here’s the unvarnished evidence—judge for yourselves.

1. Seismic “Anomalies” Along the Wilshire Fault

USGS isn’t talking about the strange low-frequency tremors we’re logging every night at exactly 02:13 AM. These hums don’t match tectonic shifts—they’re too regular, too sinusoidal.

I pulled raw waveform data from station WLA (Townsend Dr.) and ran a spectral analysis: a dominant peak at 0.045 Hz. That’s right in the range of giant organism bio-signals (think blue whale, but orders of magnitude deeper).

2. Graveyard of Stone Monoliths in Topanga Canyon

In 1932, archaeologists catalogued a ring of 12 megaliths carved with strange spiral glyphs. Today they’re sealed off by Park Services citing “public safety.”

Those glyphs match the ones John Dee copied from the Necronomicon MS. 47B—every swirl and tooth exactly the same.

3. LA Aquifer Pumping Patterns

LADWP logs show our groundwater levels dropping in perfect 48-hour cycles. Nothing in meteorology or extraction explains it—except the rhythmic inhalation of an entity bigger than Mount San Jacinto.

I cross-referenced city power usage: spikes in October 2024 every 48 hours exactly when the aquifer “releases.”

4. Electromagnetic Disturbances in the Metro Tunnels

I rode the Red Line with an SDR dongle and saw bursts of broadband static under Vermont/Sunset station.

FOIA’d Metro’s “special equipment installation” memos—they’re retrofitting tunnels with magnetometers, “to monitor structural integrity.” Yeah, let’s spy on the Elder Gods instead of the cracks in the concrete.

5. Cult Activity Hidden in Plain Sight

Permits for late-night churro-truck rallies around MacArthur Park. Vendor manifests list “special herbs” and “ritual incense” shipments from Jakarta

I tracked cell-tower pings clustering in the storm-drain network every full moon. Who’s meeting down there?

6. Historical Eyewitness Accounts

In 1928, LA Times ran a brief story: “Strange Lights Over Basin: Hundreds Report Green Glow Rising from Ground.” Then poof—it vanished from the archives.

I found a microfilm copy in the Huntington Library: they blacked out the entire paragraph about “tentacular shapes.”

Conclusion:
All roads lead to a hidden cavern system beneath downtown L.A.—an ancient sealing prison for the Great Dreamer. The city’s drilling, pumping, and tunneling have weakened his chains. The hum in the pipes, the glyphs in the rocks, the flicker of green light in the mist: they’re the first stirrings of the Old Guy waking up.

What to do:

Check your local seismic station logs for 0.04–0.05 Hz spikes around 2 AM.

Keep an eye on any new “infrastructure upgrades” downtown.

And for God’s sake, don’t wander into abandoned subway shafts after dark.

Wake up, /x/. We’ve poked the sleeping leviathan—and soon we’ll know if it’s ready to answer.

What about that alien spaceport in the sea bed under Malibu?

When u experience paranormal reality yourself all these other ones can be more interesting… but what are the meanings behind these? Unless those can be identified correctly, it’s not gonna hit other people’s meaning systems deep enough. Really could be something interesting totally different… the kind of person speaking these things becomes important…

Can you summarise as I'm not reading all that.

>>40602551 (OP)
let him cook

>>40603200
Basically, the OP dug through a bunch of "seismic logs" and (in a kind of dark epiphany) discovered that he himself was the primordial 'monster' of myth.