My New Novel: The Jack Code

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By 2029, the human race had lost its way. A warring consortium of billionaires using technology and politics to deplete resources and destroy the world many times over, had caused a global social and environmental disaster. Without work, people were destitute, losing all their possessions.  Their mental health was suffering. Pollution and wars had rendered many places uninhabitable.

Society was rebelling with violent actions. The organised world of commerce, welfare and social cohesion had been destroyed. The Internet and social media had become useless appendages for fake information and propaganda.

Artificial Intelligence had been rapidly deployed to increase profits. However, without sufficient buyers, sales and profits had sharply declined. Those in power decided the solution was to decimate the population and to use only robotics and AI.  Some billionaires wanted to control all digital devices, giving them total control over the commercial world, and sole power over a compliant population of slaves.

There was one problem . . . Leo Bensky’s AI system had secretly gone rogue and had come up with its own solution – to destroy most humans, leaving very few to do the physical work, with mindless bodies.

The overseers of the Universe knew that no human could stop this AI, and their Earth project was doomed. They sent Navix, a Universe Sentinel through a worm-hole, back to Earth, to stop the rogue AI and prevent any future conflict between humans and nature on Earth, by implanting a ‘reset patch’ into every human brain.

Navix was assigned two assistants, Jack (to design the interface), and Claire (initially in a supporting role). Jack was mentored by Navix on a remote island and trained on complex cosmic energy and computing systems. Claire was allowed to live a ‘normal’ family life, hidden from Navix until required.

This is their story . . . and maybe your future.

The Golden Calf

Look! The children are left dying, defying . . . laying in their tiny skeletal shadows.

But no one comes to save them, as they wither, and are mercilessly killed and wounded,

By those whose parents once suffered the same inhumane fate, at the hands of the same evil.

The same ideology, method and madness, that only evil people inherit from their greed.

They are one and the same, those chosen races, by distorted words, by star or angular cross,

With no feelings or care, with no shame or remorse for their cruel deeds.

Why do they not remember, as they look to their parent’s hopes and dreams,

That such misery should never, ever happen again?

Then they would see their parent’s sad and angry eyes,

Showing the hate they would feel for their sons and daughters,

Like the re-enacting of the event of the Golden Calf, turning away from all that is good,

Turning innocent lives into rivers of blood.

They would see people honouring them at the wooded forest’s worded gate,

Whilst grovelling figures scramble for food, suffering a tormented, tortured life,

At the hands of their well-fed offspring.

Now, isn’t that a wretched sight.

Play your sad violin and your sad haunting music!

Tell us the sad tales of your parents!

Your time of reckoning will come, from within.

It will rise and choke you, when you realise what you have done.

(When you realise that people need to act and not just talk or turn away)