Something just hit me like a ton of bricks. Proverbially, anyway, thankfully, since I've suffered enough headaches for one lifetime.
I was, again, proverbially, playing a tight-aggressive type of strategy: waiting for the nuts and planning to push hard when dealt the winning hand. Easy as, right? So, with patience and a little sweat, I could make a new life of new friends and meet that special someone, settle down with her in Australia and forget about all the political problems of the world. That was the plan when I got that study visa in 2005, anyway. (Gosh, that long ago?)
Since Australian women seem to fall into my uncle's lap - two that I'm aware of - I thought I'd have a pretty good shot, being an actual uni student there and everything. Or at least just have a plain old good time. However, it wasn't to be, which was a mighty disappointing blow.
Hang on a minute though...
What if, what if, what if? The reason I didn't find a way to get married and settle down (at least not at time of writing this) is because that's not part of God's plan for me. Maybe I'm not meant to escape the New World Order nightmare but rather live it, breathe it and of course fight it. Really? Me? A blue-blooded armed or unarmed revolutionary? Surely shome mishtake!
The "better" countries of the world - e.g. Australia, Canada, Iceland, New Zealand, Norway, Switzerland and a handful of tiny British dependencies here and there (none too keen on immigration!) - are bound to succumb to some or all of the NWO totalitarian globalist agenda at some point anyway; their democratic structures have proven more resilient but that may only delay rather than prevent their absorption and enslavement. Many of these countries' politicians are clearly not averse to the NWO ideals.
Bundling up and putting aside that revolutionary dream/nightmare, let us begin a game of Russian Roulette.
1. Meet Aussie dream girl and marry her.
2. Build very successful (Swiss-based?) career.
3. 1 plus 2 (yes, 1+2=3 :P)
4. Live off the land in Jamaica, plucking fruit from trees.
5. Be a revolutionary foot soldier, preferably unarmed and non-violent.
6. Death.
WHIRRRRRRRR! (spinneth the chamber of the gun)
