A very timely reminder — prediction made years ago is manifesting today. This article includes Chapter 13 of my novel THE EARTH SHIFTER, never before published separately (you’ll be able to read it below). When I was writing it I made a prediction… in fact, there were a number of predictions and certain earth-shifting prophecies included in the book.
In the year 2017, as we are going through a new escalation of anti-Russian hysteria and anti-Russian sanctions in the US, I am recalling what I wrote in 2008 – 2009. My novel The Earth Shifter was released on Amazon in the end of 2012, right after December 21, 2012, the day Earth aligned with the Galactic Center. According to the ‘Mayan calendar’ and many ‘gurus’ the world was supposed to end on that date. Hysteria was overwhelming and many were fully expecting the end of the world before Christmas…
On January 11, 2012 I published Year 2012 Predictions on Lada Ray Blog. This was my first official public foray into global predictions and futurist trendcast. In the article I explained my predictive methodology and also said that 12/21/12 would be a non-event. Meanwhile, I said, the monumental changes were afoot in our world, but it would be a long-term process. Please go to original article from 1/11/12 to read exactly what was said about 12/21/12, and other predictions.
Right after the ‘end of the world’ failed to materialize on 12/21/12, the new EARTH SHIFT ERA began. In the end of December 2012 I released THE EARTH SHIFTER.
It took several years to write it from start to finish. I began slowly around 2008-2009, as the book’s general idea and main characters shaped up in my head. These characters were: Siberian Shaman Tengis, The Earth Shifter Sasha and her father Maxim, both residing in Moscow, and Chinese-American twins Kei and Win, who live in New York. The writing began with several chapters, written in one breath, and these chapters were little changed since. The entire book was built around those initial chapters, which were meant to frame the key points of future novel.
The chapters I am talking about are:
CHAPTER 1: 1908 EMERGENCY GATHERING OF THE EARTH KEEPERS TO DETERMINE WHETHER THIS HUMAN CIVILIZATION DESERVES TO GO ON (mystical and historic, 1908)
CHAPTER 2: MEET SASHA, SHAMAN TENGIS AND SASHA’S FATHER MAXIM ON LAKE BAIKAL, SIBERIA (our time)
CHAPTER 3: HOW SASHA’S MIND AND TIME SHIFTING ABILITIES WERE DISCOVERED (our time)
CHAPTER 5: KEI AND WIN ON CANAL STREET, NYC. THE TWIN MYSTERY BEGINS: WHICH ONE IS THE SECOND HALF OF THE EARTH SHIFTER KEY? AND WHICH ONE POSSESSES THE COVETED SPACE AND MATTER SHIFTING ABILITIES? (our time)
The above chapters can be read free as part of the main book EXCERPT.
The rest of the initial chapters, around which the rest of the book would later be built, were:
CHAPTER 12: THE STORY OF THE TAIGA ADVENTURE AND TENGIS’S BEAR DRUM (mystical and historic, 1930s)
And last, but certainly not least:
CHAPTER 13: HOW CIA REMEMBERED THAT RUSSIA WAS ENEMY NO. 1. IN THIS CHAPTER WE MEET THE DARK FIGURE OF ALOYSIUS DRAKLEY AND THE ENIGMATIC SECRET ORGANIZATION CALLED ‘THE SOCIETY,’ WHICH TODAY WE MAY CALL ‘DARK STATE’ OR ‘DEEP STATE.’ (our time)
During 2008-2009, as I wrote THE EARTH SHIFTER I tried to join some writing groups, and even paid some good money for online writing courses. When I attempted to read or submit online some of the above chapters for critique, at best I got blank stares, at worst — mean rebuffs. No one took what I wrote seriously.
In regards to Russia, a standard response was: ‘But Russian economy is just a tiny fraction of the US economy; Russia is in shambles after it lost Cold War. How can it be possibly taken seriously by the US?’ Compare that to what the same people may be saying now: “Russia is trying to take over the USA, even the US president is a Russian agent.”
I finally realized that I was casting my precious beads in front of you know who and stopped trying to fit a round peg into a square hole.
So much happened since… It may be hard to believe, but at the time (and we are talking only 6-9 years ago!) no one anywhere in the world appeared to be able to conceive that Russia would rebuild very quickly; that Russia would again become a force to be reckoned with; that Russia would successfully re-assert herself as the only power capable of stopping US aggression and rebalancing the world.
See recent posts, proving the point:
- New Poll: 72% of USA allies consider it the biggest global threat
- Russia-US 4D Wars: Putin expels 755 US Diplomats; New Sanctions and Nord Stream 2 War
- Great Balancer Theory in Action! Iraq Requests Russia’s Military/Political Presence to Rebalance Region and World
- As predicted! 1 step forward 2 steps back: US sharpens rhetoric against Russia after G20
How to reinforce anti-Russian hysteria? “Hold on, Bro” — today’s video from NYC, where on Trump Tower a projection in English and Russian has appeared, implying that Putin supports Trump in his difficult situation, offering, among other things ‘money laundering services.’ The show is complete with fake troops marching to the Russian anthem and with the Russian flag:
To me it was absolutely clear starting in early 2000s that USA would toy with the idea of China as Enemy No. 1, and with radical Islamism as Enemy No. 1. But in the end the US will realize that after all, no one else makes the cut of its archenemy but Russia – The Great Balancer!
Why? I explain it in the above-linked piece. Much more about that is in WEBINARS.
When Chapter 13 was written the world was very different, Russia was very different and US was different, too.
This particular excerpt had never been made available free before. Let’s see how I saw it at the time, and let’s see how closely it correlates with today’s developments!
There was a time when Aloysius Drakley was an American patriot. He was young and naïve, and very eager to advance to the top of the American power structure, which at the time signified to him the very pinnacle of worldly achievement. A relentlessly hard worker, he possessed sharp intellect coupled with a confident grasp of world events, and he moved quickly up the career ladder. His specialty—fighting Communism—was always en vogue.
There was a short hiccup in the 1990s, after Communism in Russia was abolished and the once mighty USSR fell apart, like an old, poorly constructed shoe. At that point, it seemed that there was no more enemy left to fight and since it lost its significance within the American power structure, the once indispensable CIA was left to fend for itself. It seemed Russia would never recover from the breakup blow, and therefore the CIA’s role became obsolete.
In the beginning of the new millennium, a new world power started emerging—the People’s Republic of China. The old CIA wolves rejoiced; again, there was a worthy enemy to fight! But it soon became clear that the USA couldn’t afford to fight the old Cold War game with its new competitor, what with China being America’s largest creditor, holding over a trillion dollars worth of the country’s debt, as well as being the manufacturer of the majority of the goods on the US market, necessary to feed the beast of American consumerism.
No, with China they had to tread softly, as stepping on too many Chinese toes could result in killing the goose that laid the golden eggs. The USA, with its staggering debt and dwindling economy could not allow that to happen. Of course, there were low-level spy scandals and the exchange of tough words with the Chinese on various occasions, but it was nothing like during the height of the Cold War. The CIA longed for the good old days, desperate to resurrect a reliable enemy. It seemed for a brief moment that the Muslims could be molded into one, but they turned out to be disappointingly disorganized, small-minded, and too easy to squash.
It was clear to all that the USA, this greatest of countries, has become the world’s only super-power. But as everyone in the US government rested on laurels, toasting to victory over its Cold War archenemy, something was happening in Russia. The new President of Russia was elected after Yeltsin left with a televised apology to his country for all of his mistakes. The new man’s name was Vladimir Dobrov, and he quietly, but purposefully, started turning the country around. Of course, it helped tremendously that Russia was sitting on the largest deposits of mineral wealth in the world, including over thirty percent of world’s natural gas and more oil than Saudi Arabia. By the year 2010, Russia looked nothing like the wreck of a country it was in the 1990s, and based on the latest intel, they were just warming up.
That’s when it was suddenly remembered that the only worthy geopolitical opponent the USA ever had was Russia. Who cared about ideology, which was really only an excuse! Communism, or no Communism, Russia, with its nuclear arsenal, newly modernized military, booming economy, third largest cash reserves in the world (after China and Japan), practically no debt, educated population, and independent policy, was the only real geopolitical threat!
It made no difference that they were not interested in the Cold War replay. Bottom line, the CIA, NATO and the Military-Industrial Complex needed a worthy enemy to fight, otherwise what would be left of their raison d’etre? Yes, the fight against the Number One Geopolitical Enemy was alive and well, and it was in fact the fight for their organizations’ survival.
But what if the American people didn’t want to get into this fight? They could be convinced, if need be. This had been done successfully before, and it could be done again.
And so, Drakley and his CIA buddies were back in business. The CIA once again became as important and powerful as it had been previously. On the surface, the stated objective of the agency’s activity was to fight global terrorism and “rogue” nations like Iraq, Iran, Libya, Syria and North Korea, because all these countries “were developing nuclear weapons.” It didn’t matter that every time North Korea tested its rockets, they plunged into the sea, never reaching its target, or that Iraq had never had any nuclear program, or that Iran had no capacity to send its rockets (even if they had any nuclear devices) to any targets with proclaimed American “interests.” This was an excellent cover, and the gullible American public continued buying everything their politicians and media dumped on them without question. But those in the know had no doubt that the real geopolitical enemy was Russia—well, and of course, China as well.
Drakley went to Yale and, as many in his class, made a choice of going into politics straight after graduation. It wasn’t as important to excel academically as it was to know the right people. Connections were everything; favors were done for each other as a matter of course, and fully expected back.
One of his classmates was then Senator Steven Potts’s son, Justin. They were friendly, and Drakley definitely had to thank this friendship for his advancement within the ranks of the CIA. Drakley was already almost at the top, almost where he was convinced he belonged. He was just named the Assistant Director of the CIA, which put him in such close proximity to his ultimate life’s ambition that he could practically smell the supple brown leather of the executive chair in the CIA Director’s office.
His boss, this old weasel, was about to retire and move to Florida, or wherever these old geezers moved to die. Drakley was confident the chair of the CIA Director was his, when something changed. Steven Potts won the U.S. Presidential Election. He had one of the first meetings as President-elect of the United States with Drakley. He complimented him on his work; he told him how much he needed his talent on his side. And just when Drakley, who was basking in the light of the compliments, expected to hear the news of his promotion, the President dropped the bomb.
He was bypassing him for promotion; he had someone else in mind, and that someone else was his son, Justin—the nobody who didn’t serve a day in the CIA, the imbecile who hardly finished school, and who only got his graduation certificate thanks to daddy’s generous infusions into Yale University’s coffers.
Drakley swallowed the insult and made himself equally indispensable to both Pottses, Senior and Junior. He handled all of the CIA’s operations, as Justin Potts played golf with his buddies. He was the one conducting the White House daily briefings and, before long, he became the President’s trusted right hand. Or rather left hand, because all this was supposed to be happening in secret. No one was supposed to know who was really calling shots within the Administration, and Drakley was fine with that because he achieved his life’s ambition: unrivaled power over his country. Potts listened to him more than he listened to his Vice President, National Security Advisor, and Secretary of State put together. Drakley had become Potts’s shadow, his gray cardinal and puppeteer.
There seemed to be no greater power than Aloysius Drakley’s within the U.S. Government. Of course, very few people knew about the true extent of his reach, but he consoled himself with the fact that all those who mattered knew, and that was the most important thing. He congratulated himself on achieving his ultimate goal of being at the top, albeit not exactly as he had initially planned. At that point, it appeared that there was nothing left for him to achieve.
But that’s when it turned out that his entire understanding of world power constructs was worthless, that he in fact was a nobody. His disappointment was quickly replaced by euphoria because it was the day when he was approached by The Society. During the secret meeting, they told him they’d been watching his progress for a long time. They also explained that the USA wasn’t what he always thought it was. It was by no means the independent and proud country he’d imagined it to be. No, it was only a tool in The Society’s global dominance game.
The Society, as it turned out, was simply a group of exceptional men and women, who by virtue of their exalted birth, wealth, and talents concentrated great power in their hands. They were above any governments and they sought Ultimate Global Dominance. Why? Because they could. Because they were smart. They were better than the rest of the human worms, and therefore, deserved to be on top.
Drakley knew right away that that’s where he belonged. The Society included kings and queens, authoritarian heads of state, billionaires; in short, the planetary crème de la crème. And now he was one of them!
The Society had a very rigorous initiation program and a series of tests to prove that you were worthy. The most important of all the tests was to bring in a valuable piece of knowledge—so valuable and important that it affected the human race as a whole, and was the one that would advance The Society’s cause of Ultimate Global Dominance.
Drakley realized immediately what he just learned from Yuun Lin fit the bill perfectly. This was his contribution to the cause, which would propel him to the very top. As soon as the meeting with Yuun Lin was over, he knew that his next step was to visit The Society’s headquarters in Geneva, Switzerland.
At this point, Drakley still was a junior member, and as such, still on probation. He wasn’t privy to what was discussed during the highly coveted Inner Circle meetings. What he wanted more than anything in his life was to become a part of that Inner Circle, but that was extremely hard. He knew he had to play his cards exactly right. The information he was about to bring to the table was so exceptional, so precious, that he could use it as a bargaining chip to advance his position in The Society.
Drakley had his car take him to the Four Seasons Hotel, then he dismissed all his people. His decision was to stay in New York incognito in order to work out his next move.
Once alone, Drakley picked up his phone, which included a secret chip. Every member of The Society had a similar chip—the latest Swiss technology—installed in their phones. When the code only he knew was entered, the chip would switch on the call-protection device, which would filter the call to select a narrow-banded wavelength, thus cutting off all other wavelengths in the process. Therefore, even if his phone was being tapped, which was highly unlikely since he was the boss, no one but the call addressee would hear anything.
“I have a very important piece of information,” pronounced Drakley into the phone, “which can impact life on our planet as we know it. I request an urgent meeting with the Inner Circle.”
“You are only a junior member, Mr. Drakley. I am afraid it’s impossible,” replied a voice with a distinct German accent.
“Trust me, the exceptionally important information I possess fully warrants such a meeting.”
“Just like everyone else, you must describe all that in writing and the Circle will consider it at the next gathering.”
“I am afraid,” responded Drakley dryly, “what I have to offer cannot wait and cannot be put in writing. It is simply too valuable and too dangerous. I must insist on an urgent meeting. If there is anything that can expedite The Society’s stated goal of Ultimate Global Dominance, this is it. Let me put it this way, there are many powerful interests on our planet, which would be happy to purchase this invaluable piece of information. But I am offering it to The Society. Don’t make me reconsider.”
“Please wait,” responded the voice after a pause. “I’ll be right with you.”
There was a lengthy silence, which made Drakley nervously pace his hotel room, and then the voice said, “The Inner Circle has scheduled you for 9 p.m. Swiss time tomorrow. Don’t be late.”
Drakley caught the first flight to Geneva, and at 9 p.m. sharp, he was walking into a magnificent room located at The Society’s Swiss Headquarters.
He surveyed the place, noting a circle of mahogany armchairs with burgundy velvet cushions, which at the moment were filling in with the who’s who of the elite world. He took a deep breath, savoring his moment of triumph. His most impossible dreams were coming true as he was about to rub shoulders with the world’s secret movers and shakers, those who really made the world go round. These were the true power players and everyone else were mere pawns in their hands.
Drakley cleared his throat. “Ladies and Gentlemen,” he started importantly. “I am here today to tell you what I’ve just learned myself. This is truly and without exaggeration earth-shattering news!”
He told the Inner Circle assembly what he learned from Yuun Lin, adding that as the CIA Assistant Director, he alone was in a unique position to get close to the young man who would become The Society’s key to fulfilling the Ultimate Global Dominance doctrine. He explained his master plan: courting the young man in question, nurturing his talents and stroking his ego, until, as had happened to so many before, the young man would be so corrupted with perks and attention that he would forget right from wrong. And when the other half of the Key made contact, the same scenario would be applied again, until the Key was theirs in body, mind, and spirit. Then, they could use the formidable powers of the Key to advance their purposes, thus making the dream of Ultimate Global Dominance a reality.
He could tell that the assembly was duly impressed with his master plan, as after his report he was treated very differently. During a break, they shook his hand with big smiles on their normally dour faces, and it was clear as day that they were accepting him as their own.
After the first part of the assembly was over, Drakley prepared to leave, since his report was finished, his plan approved, and he wasn’t invited to the second part. But as he was about to exit the room, a tall man whose erect posture resembled a long, unyielding stick and whom CIA Assistant Director had never seen before, approached him with a request to stay. Drakley had a professional memory and he would’ve remembered these thin lips and a long, pedigreed nose.
The man, who was dressed in a gray three-piece suit, took an old-fashioned gold watch out of his vest pocket. “Part two of our meeting is about to start, Mr. Drakley. I believe you will find it rather beneficial to participate,” he said with an accent that screamed Eton and Cambridge.
Drakley nodded, hardly containing his excitement. “Of course,” he said calmly, as if he received such invitations every day.
“You may have heard about the man who shall be making his appearance in a couple of minutes,” the man in a gray suit went on. “His name is Boris Konukovsky, he is the CEO of NORUS, Russia’s largest oil company, and he is the second half of our two-prong Ultimate Global Dominance strategy. I believe it’s about time the two of you met.”
SOME HEADS UP AND ANNOUNCEMENTS
Here’s the thing, so you know how it works: percentage-wise Amazon pays pretty well for ebooks, but the pay is lousy for paperbacks. If you think I make more on paperback version than on ebook because it costs more, think again. Depending on the country of sale and the distributor through which the sale has occurred, I may get anywhere between $1.25 and $2.5 per each paperback sold. For ebooks it’s much better, considering the price of ebooks is also lower. The majority of my readers actually have been buying paperbacks. But if it’s all the same to you, I’d rather you purchased ebook versions of my novels for regular reading. Granted, it’s impossible to get rich off writing, or even make any sort of living, unless you are JK Rowling, Dan Brown or a Clinton. But still, it would be nice to get at least something.
If you are interested in Collectors’ signed 1st Edition paperbacks of my books, read on!
In this regard, I am planning on switching to another publisher, which should, hopefully, pay more for paperbacks. There will be new second editions of each novel. I plan new covers, new sizing and formatting. But this takes a lot of work, and it probably will happen in the autumn into winter 2017-18. I’m planning on retiring Edition 1 for THE EARTH SHIFTER and my other books GOLD TRAIN and STEPFORD USA. As I do, I may be able to offer for sale signed collectors’ first edition paperbacks of all three novels to my FuturisTrendcast readers. The signed author paperback copies will be offered exclusively through me and they won’t be available anywhere else. I am hoping to be able to send signed first edition paperbacks to those interested around the world, but I’ll need to check into shipping charges.
Just in time for the Holidays! I plan to announce my second editions in October-November 2017. At the same time I’ll also announce when signed collectors’ first editions will be available.
THANK YOU, DEAR READERS, FOR YOUR SUPPORT!