AUSTRALIA BREAKS APART: THE FIRST TAKES

There was a white sheet across the sky, symbolising treachery. The Australian government was busy pursuing the globalist agenda of shutting down everything in the name of climate change; of vaccines; of uber surveillance, of population wide compliance.  He did not like being bullied, harassed, lied to, he did not like Watchers on the Watch threatening to intimidate him. The trust had been destroyed. These things, the time eddies which could not be ignored; far below an ice flow, a scree river, a sharp shadow, a wall of incompetence, these things were barely a blink in time and yet annoyed him; for all was not lost, little mattered, an imperial swish, a tilted head, eyes which had not been alive for some 2000 years, perhaps more, time was a difficult thing even on a good day, these flows, these manipulations, these agencies beyond the comprehension of standard humans cognitive capacity, or even the capacity of the evolving neural nets, as smart as they were.  These things barel...

  The army stepped forward with a single step, stamping their stanchions into the ground. Bewildered, frightened, surprised by the fleeing of responsible leaders, the absolute malfeasance of the present day, the loss of all respect for government. Albanese's reputation was plummeting faster than a stone; and a disillusioned populace left behind in the wake of the apparatchiks were growing restless at the absolute disgrace Australian governance had become. The National Cabinet was a farce; and the sight of those power drunk Premiers cuddling up to the apparatchik in Chief made every sane person sick. It was this terrible disconnect. While the Labor party, once the party of the workers, peddled the same message as the Davos billionaires, vaccines and climate change, on the ground the story was very different.  This disconnect was at the heart of the passage, the messages, the devolution that was about to come. Look on in despair. Could not this self-destruction be stopped? Could...