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 Oyster

The Oyster is a harmless soul who lives beneath the changing tides.

Keeping to itself it takes no sides, feeding quietly where its secret hides.

But no longer, for we say that some are ‘blessed’,

When a speck of grit fouls its silvery nest.

Our Earth is as the Oyster’s life, for commercial gain has plundered its wealth,

And we take it with greed, much more than we need, at the expense of its finite health.

And like the caged hen, whose last stolen egg ascertains it will soon be plucked,

The oyster is attacked by a feverish hand as we comically say it is ‘shucked’.

Yet, another word often springs to mind, which careless people use,

Sometimes to joke or curse or randomly say . . . and sometimes to hurl abuse.

But I will save it for our future world, which now shares a common fate.

For “The world is my oyster” as they say and yet we consume both at an extravagant rate.

Reading by Digital AMY:

(from my poetry book: “Frames of Poetry” – available Amazon, Kindle, Google Books)