Young folks really, really, want a green, new deal. The first step is complete. Millennials have changed the terms of the debate. It is past time to change

the future. If only, older generations help, save the planet. Let US, fear not, sensible … change.

Make no mistake, demographers, pollsters and politicians. Youngsters really want a green, new deal. There is a proposal in Congress. Millennials,

approvingly, are already proving, that the pendulum, ever swings. Beware President Donald … the Millennials.

It is Urantia’s two billion disenfranchised citizens, its children, that have the most to lose here. The children. Our legatees. Left without birthright.

The legatees stand to inherit a planet stranger than that of their parents. And that’s just not right.

For atmospheric reasons beyond the scope of this book, only Truths may be spoken in soirée, on Luna.

Unlike Urantia where the lie rules … on Luna, rules Truth. And as goes Urantia, so goes, Luna.

Unlike Urantia, where lies rule, on Luna, rules Truth. Luna has a lot of skin at stake in Urantian skin games, gone wild. On lying. A contradiction,

caused. And its effect. A lunar effect, Art may use, to force men against interest, to do, the right thing.

To force his brothers in the cabal to do the right thing and to thwart their plan to, the planet of Urantia, divvy up … between them, Arthur,

the author warned them all, last evening, in their nightly soirée, on Luna. That of MAYDAYS, Art … is author.