32 | John W. Warner IV I dont see any conflict with God over any of this, this is His doings, His designs, His cosmos, but organized religions will suffer someday when their more rigid adherents finally catch wind of the grand scam perpetrated by the illustrious but dubious Anunnaki and their despicable cohorts over the last thirty millennia. That rainy day will be a sad but necessary one. Should I be nervous? asked Churchill with a slight smile. Eyes dark and tired, the president tilted up his smoky quellazaire. No, my friend, you should not. But I know more about you than you thinkla-dee-da. My troupe of Theosophical masters that tutor me are indispensable. How far up the pyramid are you…r-e-a-/-/-y? Churchill thought for a moment. Three hundred fifty-seventh degree or thereabouts, near the top, but that doesnt matter as much as does the free-thinking person, Im told. Bloodline must be pure. Illuminating and fascinating. Three fifty-eight for me and three fifty-four for George here. We three all know the risks, we all know that our darker-minded Masons, a small minority of rich and powerful fellow brothers to be sure, will want us hanged someday, so be on alert. Trust no one completely. Agreed in full. Yes sir. Are we sure this office is secure? asked Marshall, a bit paranoid. Very secure. Ive had security redoubled. So, where was I… ah! First, there were the biblical and mythical Hyperboreans in Pangea who suffered cosmic war, then it was the Lemurians in the Pacific, the descendants of which are now helping us fight the Japs island after island, then there was Khmer, then Mu, Lumania, Shambala, Zimbabwe, then Atlantis and her many foes from out yonder, amongst their own, and below; she destroyed herself in hubris, her technical achievements far outweighing her spiritual core. A great empire that rose and fell. From there we moved on to Egypt, Greece, Persia, Mongolia, and the grim Roman Empire that inherited much of their technology and architecture ftom the Prediluvian ancients, and yet still she fell to ruin. Today its the fasces-wielding Nazis and Germans and Italians and Japs who are on the conquering path. Nothing has really changed. Since 1918, the unresolved war has simmered below the surface like an overheating Oldsmobile in a junkyard these past years and has now become our shiny new Cadillac, Tommy Guns blazing and runningy?«/ out.