Dear G3 or Global Gambling Game,
please don't OPPENHEIMER MY FREE PLANET FOR PROFIT.
Thank you Classic FM for priming my mind so that I'd see the three drained cores of the spinning sun, inspirational music.
Oxford-based lawyer Lorien Howell finds herself being drawn into the insane world of her client 'Actor Arrenay', as she calls him. But his War World research and his whistleblower files expose her to the Global Gambling Game that threatens to cripple mankind once and for all.
There is no ruling elite. That's what 'normal folk' always forget. The term New World Order was invented back in the 1940s to keep you and I under wraps, as a thinking species. In all reality, the thousands of millions of dreamers who do what they do naturally every single night are the ones who 'rule this world'. In fact, without them there'd be no commercial world, there'd be no profit/loss accounting careers, there'd be no wars for profit.
Think back. Way back. To 1938. Oppenheimer and Tatlock. The first Tandem in recorded history. You're looking at the page going 'Oppenheimer, the father of the atom bomb?' Yes, that T Robert Oppenheimer, controller of Jean Tatlock who was by this time so close to destroying the earth that a special 'smother' operation took place in the Nevada desert we know today as Trinity. In fact, so disruptive was the Trinity event that it nudged itself forward in time some seven years. And all the history books have remained untouched, until now. Nuclear weapons didn't exist until the latter part of the 20th century. Nukes started out as a cover story for the Tandem operatives, it was up to The Atomic Energy Commission to research and eventually find a way to 'split the atom' and Operation Tulin took place. That was as late as 1991.
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