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RED RISING REVIEW

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red rising“The Red Rising Trilogy is an epic Macho Cinderella Story. The story and characters are eloquently sculpted from well-weathered egalitarian clichés of Star-Wars-Hunger-Game-Of-Thrones post-apocalyptic-peasant-revolts set in a high-tech ultra-hierarchal-Greco-Roman-space-opera-society.  Brilliant prose, plot twists and legions of antagonists are collectively dedicated to dystopian gore, guts and glory of gold-obsessed class-based blood feuds wherein the purposelessness of human life is to learn to love pain and power.

Predictably, The “Golden Couple” get married and live happily ever after, as most human fantasy stories aspire… getting married, having babies, living in a castle, served and lauded by the peasants is a “happy ending”.

The unwritten story, as usual, is that humans all die, inevitably, with nostalgic finality to seek their reward in “The Veil”.

This trilogy is perfect Hollywood film fodder for servants of money-motivated vested interests of the planetary power elite. The subservient classes: Red, Pinks, Browns etc., will spend their minimum wages in theaters by the shovel full to wallow in the “beautiful dramatic pain” of egalitarian dreams crushed in the subterranean mines of Mars.

Sadly, the genius of Pierce Brown as a masterful wordsmith and epic storyteller is wasted on repeating the same worn out “Hero Epic” story line recycled ad nausea since the days of Homer. Humans live in painful servitude until they die to be rewarded in the “afterlife”.  All in a blink of the eye for the soulless of “gods” who worship power and gold.

Where have all the Immortals gone?  Buried in the gory-damn dust of impossible dreams.

~ Lawrence R. Spencer ~

SHADOWS

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“The history of mankind seems blanketed in a simultaneous state of amnesia and deja vu. The ruins of ancient civilizations whisper a reminder that we have forgotten everything we knew.

A multitude of gods have shown themselves like shadows in the halls of history. We know not yet, except by our own observation and decision, which of them is real. We are betrayed by those who teach us that we must trust the Wizards of the West. While pretentious politicians defend the castles of the Witch, the media monkeys swarm to spin perverted lies to cover up their covert tricks.

The voiceless bones of wonderful wizards have dissolved to mortal dust once more. Their words have vanished in the smoke of sacred libraries, searing our souls with the stupefying stench of wisdom lost forever in their flames. From day to day the timeworn treadmill of survival forces us to worship at the soulless bankers’ shrine. Gold is still the god of the great and powerful Oz.

The Oz Factors, by Lawrence R. SpencerWe have crash-landed in a twisted alien landscape of pain and mortality, far away from our home Universe. As a race we have amnesia. We are repeatedly bumped on the head by the recurring cataclysmic upheavals of a planet whirling in space like a farmhouse in a tornado.

The future is an extension of the present. We must live our lives in the present in a manner which will create the greatest good for the greatest number of beings in the future. If we are aware of our own past lives, we must also be aware that we are creating our own future by our present actions. We will inherit our own legacy.

As Professor Marvel points out with simple eloquence, “There are no other wizards…”

We are apparently the only wizards there ever were and the only wizards that ever will be. We are each a part of a time track of the past, present and future of our own creation, individually and collectively.

If we let the Wicked Witches run the culture now, they will be in charge of the place when we come back. Just as we are the descendants of past generations, you and I may very well become, through reincarnation, the children of our children–we are the future generations who will inherit the environmental and cultural conditions of the future which we ourselvesSupport independent publishing: Buy this book on Lulu. are creating today.”

excerpt from THE OZ FACTORS, by Lawrence R. Spencer

(painting by Zdzislaw Beksinski IV.  Visit his official website here:  http://www.beksinski.pl/ )

FINAL VOYAGE OF HUMAN LIFE

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FINAL HUMAN VOYAGETHE FINAL VOYAGE OF HUMAN LIFE
WILL CRASH ON GAIA’S BARREN SHORES
CAPTAINED BY VAMPIRES
WITH LIFELESS GOLD FOR BLOOD
WHO POISONED THE AIR, SEAS AND SOIL
WITH WASTES OF LETHAL LUST FOR POWER.

BIRDS, BEASTS, FISH AND MICROBES GASP:
EARTH AND LIFEFORMS LIVE AND DIE AS ONE
MURDERED BY SUPERSTITIOUS GHOULS OF GREED.
PARASITES SUCK OUT GAIA’S BLOOD
AND WILL WITHER WITH HER CORPSE.

IN TIME GAIA WILL CLEANSE HERSELF: SURVIVE.
HUMANS WILL DIE FOREVER:
SENSELESS IN THE SILENT, ICY SKY.
EARTH IS NOT OUR HOME.
GAIA BIDS GOOD RIDDANCE TO US ALL.
REMEMBER WHO WE REALLY ARE AND SAY GOODBYE.

~ Lawrence R. Spencer. 2016.

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In Greek mythology, Gaia is the personification of the Earth  and one of the Greek primordial deities. Gaia was the great mother of all: the primal Greek Mother Goddess; creator and giver of birth to the Earth and all the Universe; the heavenly gods, the Titans, and the Giants were born to her. The gods reigning over their classical pantheon were born from her union with Uranus (the sky), while the sea-gods were born from her union with Pontus (the sea). Her equivalent in the Roman pantheon was Terra.