Take a look around, folks, our
nation is a changin’ and that change is being brought about by a group of elitists
who don’t have a lot of clues about the real world, except taxes and power.
Many of our politicians and the
Illuminati are elitists. Are they one and the same? I don’t know, I don’t think
so, and I hope not. Do the Illuminati exist, as a lot of conspiracy theorists
claim? Are they as bad as the theorists say? Are they presently telling our
leaders/politicians what to do? I think they are, and I think many of our
leaders/politicians don’t require much pushing. There likely is money involved,
and isolated islands, hell, maybe even an outlying planet if they listen good
and play their cards right.
Think I’m kidding? I wish I was.
I think—right now!—thanks to the
dumbing-down of our population by our noses stuck constantly in our electronic
toys, that we are approaching a time very quickly where a strong and very unfriendly
foe will be attempting to take the reins of our country…from within.
The liberals have been in charge
for the last five years. Some things have happened. The dollar, thanks to
nearly incomprehensible spending to save huge banks and companies “…too big to
fail…,” as the president said, plus out-of-control entitlement spending, plus government-run
heathcare that anyone with a brain does not want (according to one poll only
35% of the population approves of it) the list goes on, and just recently
that “..too big to fail…” quip has gone out again!
There is a good chance the liberals
will stay in control with the 2016 election, thanks to way too many people not
following issues and voting name recognition only…and there is a very big and
well known name heming and hawing about running right now.
Please don’t get me wrong, folks.
The far, far, far, right, wing conservatives in power would be just as
bad as the far, far, far, left wing liberals we have now in power and are
stuck with for three more years.
My question: Whatever happened to
the majority middle of moderation?
I will answer that: They are
unemployed and being taxed out of existence.
Back to the Illuminati, who
conspiracy theorists suggest are already in power telling many of our
leaders what to do, when to do it, and how to do it, voting, that is. A
comparatively new theory (new to me, anyway) suggests the Illuminati are also “creating”
the mass shootings by brainwashing certain young men already on psychosomatic
drugs. After the young men complete their “mission” they commit suicide, or,
are so psyched out that they don’t know anything. And each mass shooting just
adds to the rabidity of the liberals to demand more and more gun control.
No matter how they spin the
“Expanded Background Check” the end goal is registration and eventual
confiscation. (New Orleans after
Katrina is well aware of gun confiscation: A not well-known fact.) You see, in
order for the Illuminati to fully take power the American Minuteman (the
civilian gun owner) must be disarmed.
My theory: The Illuminati are
guilty of everything they are charged with; from child abduction; human
trafficking; Satanist sacrifice; destruction of the middle class, extinction of
85% of the world’s population (through war, GMOs, pollution, released diseases
[Chinese scientists have “created” a virulent virus from two relatively benign
ones, and the Chinese Illuminati are rumored to be the largest and strongest
group]) the remaining 15% of the world’s population would be used as slaves to
care for the elite Illuminati; and creating a one world government,
monetary system, military, and religion.
(Sorry, that was a very long
sentence: A whole paragraph!)
The list of their goals goes on,
but my god that’s enough to digest in one reading.
My new novel New World Order
Rising, in which I fictionally examine the Illuminati, is getting close
to release. After 48,000 words I reached the end and saw that the story
definitely is not finished, so now I’m working on book 2, and realize there
will be need for a book 3, as the facts are, folks, if the American Minutemen
have to eventually fight the Illuminati and their allies (some say aliens
presently living in deep underground military bases) the battle will go on for
more than one generation.
To conclude, folks, these elitists
know that America
has to be taken down first. If that happens they expect the rest of the world
will fold quickly. The American military would be put under the control of the
elitists, and right now the liberal elitists are trying to disarm the American
Minuteman. We must not let that happen.
The framers of the Constitution wrote
the Second Amendment for just such an occasion as tyranny taking over the
leadership of our country.
In that vein then, here is the
prologue to book one: New World Order Rising Book One.
Some of you may already have seen
the prologue as I posted part of it some time ago, but now that the book is getting
close to release I will post it again, and will post at least two more excerpts
later.
Prologue
An isolated island
in the Mediterranean
Masters
The old man stopped before one of
the huge mirrors that graced most walls in his home. He looked at himself,
looked into his gray eyes, at his blue-gray hair. Yes, he was old, but the
lines on his face—to him—showed his life, the high and low points, the triumphs
and failures, but most of all his rise to near the top of the pyramid. He
looked at his nametag. No, it was not made from plastic and pinned to his suit;
rather it was part of his suit.
It read Masters.
A good name for one of the elite of
the world.
He moved onto his balcony. Still
chilly, but the view of the sunrise was most beautiful there. He walked to the
table and set his drink down, then moved on to the wall overlooking the bay.
The eastern sky was brightening; it wouldn’t be long. He stood there quietly,
thinking…the man from the United States
would be arriving later, with, he hoped, good news. Something he had waited for
all his life. Running his bank and his company, both of which supplied all
sides and elements of war, had been good to him. Financially he had wanted for
nothing, emotionally his life was empty. Any time he wanted a woman, though,
after one phone call usually only ten or fifteen minutes would pass and she
would be there, at his beckoning, for whatever he wanted. They all were good,
adept at their trade, but lacking in true emotion.
That’s what his life had lacked:
True love. Meaningful emotion. Honesty. Certainly, his servants all did
their best; they all pleased him, and they all took their money and went to
their own homes at night.
Then the phone call came from the United
States , and the message that the man had
what he wanted: A female of the purest beauty and innocence. Someone he could train
to love him.
He returned to the table and sat
down. The sun cracked the horizon. He took a drink. Vodka especially warmed him
in the morning. He watched as the blazing orb left the water of the bay and
lifted into low hanging clouds. Then, as if a curtain falling, the clouds
reached the water and obscured the fire, but they had not prevented the
sunrise. So often it happened in that way.
He smiled.
An hour passed. He heard his cook
moving about in the kitchen. He heard his maid straightening up…whatever:
Nothing was ever out of place. He heard the doorbell chimes and heard his
butler open the door and speak to the visitor.
Another moment passed.
“Sir…?” came the voice of the
butler, “Your visitor from the United States
is here.”
“Thank you. Show him to the den
please.”
“As you wish, sir.”
The old man returned to his balcony
and gazed toward the mainland, toward where the masses lived and bred and
dirtied their environment. Humanity was destroying the earth. Soon the
destruction would stop. Soon the elite would assume their supreme destiny, as
guardians and benefactors of the earth. He waited five more minutes, savoring
his anticipation, then moved to the door to the den, and opened it.
The man waiting was still standing.
He didn’t know him, just knew he was good at what he did. The elite always knew
the best to hire for whatever job was needed. The man held up a CD. The old man
indicated the CD player. The man switched the machine on and inserted the CD.
A few seconds passed, then, on a
huge wall screen appeared a child, a girl child with hair the color of the
richest raw oil. She looked at the camera. Her blue eyes brightened the entire
room. She was the epitome of the purest beauty and charm, and more beautiful
than the sky and the earth together.
Then the girl looked behind her.
The camera moved to include the mother, also the rarest of beauty.
“I want the child,” the old man
said, “Do as you wish with the mother.”
Thanks for reading
Author’s notes
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In my fiction I do
not try to create super-heroes, but rather bring alive common and regular
people who try to find love, survive, and react to circumstances as best they
can, and, usually, try to do the right thing. The books are more than one
genre, from war to sex and violence to romance to humor to horror to
fantasy to science fiction to adventure, I write in
third-person with viewpoints by men, women, and children.
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