Faultlessly complicit (mostly), is the news media in what’s happening. Whether due to undue deference or a sense of helplessness, criminality,

protected by immunity, diplomatic, fosters acting with impunity. Enter, the dragon; the Don-toxin’s … toxicity.

Enter, the dragon. Enter, The Don. Don’s set for a 3rd meeting with Kim at the border village of Panmunjom. It may be brief. Just “a warm handshake,

but that’s OK,” Don said, today. “A handshake, means a lot.” Or demean, a lot. Defer, to Don‘s hand, shake.

A handshake may mean a lot. And demean a lot. Defer by all means to The Donald’s hand, shake. Make no mistake. Those shaking his hand, in

nonfiction, may best, Faust. Accomplishing in nonfiction, what Faust only accomplished, in fiction. Enter, the dragon.

Enter, the dragons; two battle-hardened warriors, exchanging, handshakes. The attention we accord it, is disproportional to the attention, it

merits. Demeaning, to many. Meaning, much, to many. Defer, by all means, from President Don’s handshake. Fear, it

Defer by all means, from the President’s handshake. Fear, it, when enter the dragons; two battle-hardened warriors, exchanging, handshakes.

Once upon a time, champions, to settle for nations their issues with one another, in proxy, battled. Here, we shake.

Here on Urantia we shake, hands. Having evolved to wise men we are now, more civilized; deferring, from bloodletting, personal. Brainwashed

citizens, kill better. Better that we heroes, shake, hands. To rule, another day. Over, the inhumanely, brainwashed.

@FCC o/b/o @Jack @TwitterSupport: That mole that Arthur too often has to Jack, complained, is, once again, on Twitter, burrowing; undermining,

Arthur’s, populist, message to citizens, brainwashed. No cage fight’s in order if a mole, Art … is undermining.

At a Watcher’s behest Angel-Trainee Art is on a mission to save Urantia and humanity to earn his Angel wings. Arthur’s from a future. With algorithms,

armed, is Art. His Cabalist co-authors; with killing weapons. We gift ye poetry; in Twitter’s, algorithm.

Don claims that relations with China are “right back on track” after trade war talks with Xi at this year’s G-20 meeting in Japan. That is, a large, lie.

Strategic, lying; misinformation. Don excels at disseminating, confusing and misleading, white, lies.

At the dissemination of lies, Don, excels. He’s very presidential, that way. Witness what he says, not; not just, what he says; Witness too, how he says

what he says. And the diplomatically polished way, he says what he says. He’s ‘very angry’ … NO, WAY!

At the dissemination of lies, Don, excels. He’s very presidential, that way. Witness what he says, not; not just, what he says; Witness too, how he says

it. He’s ‘very angry’ about what’s happened to his Arab friend down there, down that Saudi Arabia, way.

At the dissemination of lies, Don, excels. He’s very presidential, that way. Witness what he says, not just, what he says; Witness, how skillfully he spins, lies.

He’s angry, ‘tis true. Just, not about Khashoggi. It’s all about what’s happening … to him.

Don defends remark to Vlad, saying, meddling came up again, ‘after that’. At the dissemination of lies, Don, excels. A master liar; a master, of deception.

Don‘s very presidential, that way. He’s angry, ‘tis true. Just, not about Khashoggi. ‘Tis about him.

The international news media are, in Art’s view, complicit. ‘Tis true. Don is angry. Just, not about Khashoggi. Not about Iran. ‘Tis ever, about him.

Ironically, ye media help him. With your undue, deference; and maddening, softball questioning … of him.

Indeed. Wise, is Jared. As if cut from the same cloth as Voltaire. He’ll deliver a favorable, business, climate to the disarmed, Palestinians. On Voltaire’s

Prayer, existential crises, and an Arab assimilation into, an Israeli, state … a la … Voltaire.

Actually, foolish, is Jared. As if cut from the same cloth as the immaculate white robes, the Saudi Crown Prince, in Osaka, shows off. On Palestinian

assimilation into, a province, Israeli. Jared’s a fool. To ally US, with IbS, against, the Palestinians.

@INMAorg: Art’s had enough. He can take it, no more. Art, is ashamed. Ashamed, for mankind; that an immaculately, white robed, Saudi killer,

gallingly, in our faces, takes his place. For a picture. Nobody pens; nobody asks, “What’s wrong, with this picture?https://images.app.goo.gl/ykMS9PvDGJvSshaS7

@INMAorg: Arthur’s had enough. He’ll take it, no more. Arthur is ashamed. He’s ashamed for mankind; that a finely, clothed and white robed, killer,

surreally, in our faces, takes, his place. And no one questions, at all, “What is wrong, with this picture?” https://images.app.goo.gl/AtrnzZ3to29LBtt86

@INMAorg: No one in the media questions, “What’s wrong, with this picture? Art wonders, why not? Art is ashamed for mankind; that a finely,

clothed and white robed, killer, in our faces, takes, his place. As if nothing has happened, to Jamal … Khashoggi.

In anticipation of a meeting with Xi; one that shall yield, instant, repercussions, one way or another. Xi now knows, after consulting Vlad and Kim, that Don

can’t be trusted. Three, agree. Bite, the bullet. Wait, for a next president. Anyone, but The Don.

At a Watcher’s behest, Angel-Trainee Art’s on a mission; to save Urantia; and humanity; to earn his Angel wings. Art’s from the future. With algorithm,

armed, is Art. His Cabalist co-authors, with killing weapons. We gift ye poetry; in Twitter’s algorithm.

“Arthur,” Vladimir said to Arthur, just last night. “Tell the people to treat as a lie, whatsoever I may say, today, and tomorrow. Indeed, treat as a lie,

everything, I say. And tell them moreover, about reading, between the lines, of the countless, lies.”

“Tell the people on my behalf about the lies. And the whys. Tell the people why everybody’s lying. Tell the people Art, the stories. Tell them about lies, allies,

alliances; and betrayals. Blow your whistle, Arthur. People need to know about … the whys.”

Each evening’s soirée begins with Voltaire’s Prayer: Lord: Protect me from my friends. I’ll take care of my enemies. For the whys of everything, Scripture;

and only seemingly discordant, other Scriptures; including, since 1955, The Urantia Book, Scripture.

For answers, existential, consult, your Scripture; and everybody else’s Scriptures, as well. Including, since 1955, The Urantia Book, Scripture.

Each soirée begins with Voltaire’s Prayer: Lord: Protect me from my friends. Help me care for my enemy, better.

More favorable business climates. Less, uncooperative nations. Less investigations of me and my businesses. More investigations of them.

Voltaire’s Prayer; a good lead in to debate on a climate crisis, immigration and transition to states, sans sovereigns.

More favorable business climates. Less, Irans and Koreas. Less investigations of me. More investigations of them. On Voltaire’s

Prayer, existential crises and a formidable transition to a no-brainer single, state. Like Jared, a very wise man, was Voltaire.

Like Voltaire, wise, is Jared. He’s delivering to the Middle-East, a favorable, business, climate. With less armed, Irans and Koreas. On Voltaire’s

Prayer, existential crises, and a formidable transition, to a no-brainer, single, state. Wise, was Voltaire.

“Over Japan arose again today, the sun; as it arose over, the entire planet.” So, tweets today, Art Everman, o/b/o, Vladimir Putin, couplet, rhyming, verse.

Verse lessening the global effect of a toxic, Don-carried, global pandemic: Beating, Don’s war drums, with emotive, verse.

Having seen Art’s videos, and soiréed with him, Vladimir, has now come, full, circle. With him but Xi and Kim. Don and IbS being, more notably, averse.

Witness a testy answer to a prickly question: Witness a dictatorial autocrat in the making … in verse.

Political questions. And precedent. Strict constructionism; sage interpretation, and extrapolation from, a living, document. Arthur in verse,

cautions the conservative sheep-men among ye: Fear less change than, not, changing. Fear, in Art’s verse, reverse.

Vladimir Vladimirovich Putin; President, of Russia. President too, of the Cabal. He that from the shadows has come to rule Urantia. Nightly from Luna, her

moon, they watch her; eating, drinking and philosophizing on Luna; returning daily, to terrorize her.

“Arthur,” Vladimir said to Arthur, just last night. “Tell the people to treat as a lie, whatsoever I may say, today, and tomorrow. Indeed, treat as a lie,

everything, I say. And everything for that matter, that my fellows, say. Everything we say is a lie.”

“Arthur,” Vladimir said to Arthur, just last night. “Tell the people to treat as a lie, whatsoever I may say, today, and tomorrow. Indeed, treat as a lie,

everything, I say. Tell the people, Arthur, about the Urantia Book, wherein, has been found, no lie.”

“Arthur,” Vladimir said to Arthur, just last night. “Tell the people to treat as a lie, whatsoever I may say, today, and tomorrow. Indeed, treat as a lie,

everything, I say. And tell them moreover, about reading, between the lines, of the countless, lies.”

The World Health Organization, the EU and the UN, too; all of them investigating, off the record, what’s happening. With Vladimir’s, toxins,

Don’s, infection. And its transmission. WHO’s investigating Vlad’s toxin. Note that’s a statement; not a question.

The World Health Organization, the EU and the UN, too; all of them, investigating, unofficially, off the record, what seems to be, happening,

really. With Vlad’s toxins, Don’s infection and its, transmission. Everyone’s investigating … what is happening.

Comes a reckoning: Today and tomorrow at a gathering of global leaders; in Osaka, Japan. Fitting. This G-20 in Japan. Where they say the sun

first rises. There to consider a back-channel debate, between them. Why deal with him, at all? Why not, another one?

Why deal with Don, at all? Why not, another? And all voted ”Aye” last night; at last night‘s, soirée, on Luna. The dreamy version, paralleling, what today

and tomorrow, may be happening, in Japan. Fitting. It was in Japan, that the sun, first arose, today.

Don’t say Art didn’t warn ye; that he hasn’t been sounding an alarm since long before the apprentice President, descended, from Heaven, on MAYDAY,

number one. Why deal with Don, at all? Why not, another? Why not, just, wait? In Japan, the sun, arose today.

Why not, wait? Why even deal with President Don, at all? Why not just wait til after 2020, for another? Why not, another, indeed? “In Japan the sun

arose today on what ought be one nation — Urantia.” So said Vlad, to all Urantians under, the Urantian, sun.

Art gets it. There are no ‘good guys’, in this story. Not Iranians. Not Americans. Certainly not, the Saudis. Don’s an apprentice in all things. And albeit he

excels in blame games when oil sheens upon the water, he and Mohammad, all shall deem … guilty.

Pompeo raises not the issue of Jamal Khashoggi’s assassination. Not in his meeting with the royal, Saudi Arabian, King. Why, indeed, bring it up? Why not, be polite? Why

not treat him as he would treat others? Why indeed, would he bring his murder up? Why?

Why bring up at all, to King Salman, the assassination, of Jamal; the assassination of, Khashoggi? Why indeed, offend him? Why not be, polite to him? Why

not treat him as, he would treat others? Why not respect, a Saudi, Sunni, Muslim … Golden Rule? Why?

Why bring up at all, to King Salman, the assassination, of Jamal; the assassination of, Khashoggi? Why indeed, offend him? Why not be, polite

to him? Why not treat him as, he would treat others? Why not honor Sunni Muslim, Golden Rules? Why not, be polite?

Meet Stephanie, ‘Defender-of-everything-Trump’, Grisham. Don’s 3rd, press secretary; some describing Stephanie as like Sarah Sanders, on

steroids. God help her; if she has ever shaken Don’s hand. For that is Vladimir’s, Don-toxin’s, means, of transmission.

God help Stephanie. God help her and her family if she’s ever shaken Don’s hand. Extend not even a finger toward him, Stephanie. Transmission

depends, not on the shaking of hands, but contact, human. WHO’s investigating Vlad’s toxin. And Don’s, infection.

WHO’s investigating Vlad’s toxin. Note; that’s a statement; not, a question. The World Health Organization, the EU and the UN too; all of them,

investigating, off the record, what’s happening. With Vlad’s toxins; The Don’s infection. And its transmission.

The Cabal‘s, MAYDAYS: Documentary evidence, Vladimir has bought in to Arthur’s vision. In truth, Vlad and his pals prefer, continuing the status quos;

their old, familiar, ways. But Vlad and his pals want options, both ways; even, unto, a new, status, quo.

The Cabal; Vlad’s guys, knowing what’s coming better than us want all options, spelled out, both ways. As was agreed to this past evening in soirée,

dreamy. Until further notice Art’s tweets constitute the official position of the Cabal. Beginning, Monday.

@MichaelNakasone; our top cyber spy guy and Vlad’s guys know too, better than us, what’s, happening. As debated last night in the evening, soirée,

dreamy. Art’s been elected to present their position, henceforth. Beginning on MAYDAY 1450. Beginning, today.

@MichaelNakasone; Beginning today, MAYDAY 1450, Art’s the spokesman for the Cabal. For: brother Master puppeteer Vlad, strongman Xi, rocket man Kim,

The Don and the assassin,
Mohammad. Angel-Trainee Art, has been elected, to present, the Cabal’s, position.

As of today, MAYDAY 1450, the Cabal’s position’s in flux. It’s got crises; of ying; and yang. They’d like to continue careers in governance, and not, hang.

“Fear the mixing, of oil and water; in the Gulf; in the Straights.” So, the minstrel, to them, sang.

@GOP @dccc: US military cyber ops are up lately. Going tit for tat, with the enemy. Still, the US is disadvantaged. A democracy; and one, but only

recently, and reluctantly, engaging in cyber-space. A ubiquitous offensive mindset, in cyber space, is empty.

Don imposes on Iran, new sanctions, warning that his ‘restraint’ is limited. These guys; and their, gross, lies. Their portliness, possibly, is a clue; to why

they lie, so effortlessly. These men own, maybe, the biggest balls on the planet; that’s … why.

As less a sound plan than a criminal bribe describe the Palestinians, Jared’s, offer. Acceptance of the Israeli occupation for money pending Don’s,

later, political solution is nothing, but a bribe. Its proponents, are two. Kushner and Mohammad bin Salman.

Hypersonic missles. They are, all the rage. They’re fast, effective, precise and unstoppable. At many times the speed of sound, kinetic energy, they

amass while moving, makes their deployment, a new, arms race. No more MAD. Use it, or lose it. It’s, OK.

It is not OK. Hypersonic missles are a game-changing technology. Featuring an enemy-leadership-killing capability in phenomenal, UFO-ish

maneuverability. Its kinetic energies, bid adieu to mutually assured destruction. No deterrence in, use it, or lose it.

Meanwhile in Istanbul, Ataturk’s Turks await an election verdict on Recep Tayyip Erdogan. And Turkish, democracy. And Turkish, secularism.

Ataturk’s Turkish secularism has checked, for the moment, Erdogan. On a comeback is Ataturk’s successful, secularism.

When Russia, US and Israel meet this week, Iran, in proxy, shall be dancing on the table. Dancing, near by herself; in proxy as she is wont to do, lately.

Russia herself, her conflicted proxy in a round of talks; in what passes, on Urantia, for diplomacy.

What passes on Urantia for diplomacy may soon, so pass, no more. The people of having their brains, washed, are tired. Brainwashing. It’s not as dirty

as it sounds; just, socialization. Brainwashing, like any learned behavior, may be, undone, dramatically.

Brainwashing isn’t dirty, necessarily. Yet brains washed by nation states and religions and cultures, ever exit from the wash, ever over, and over,

invariably, dirty. Brainwashing may be modified; even, undone. As antsy leaders, fear oil … in the water.

The US-Iran crisis, alternatively, explained; if ye are skeptical of the intentions of the parties and wary, of interested, third parties. Like Saudi

Arabia’s Crown Prince, Mohammad bin Salman. The killer of Jamal Khashoggi. A Prince, illegitimate, verily.

Our story, thus far: Mohammad bin Salman and The Don, the two newest members of the Cabal are mounting a coup against President Putin,

President, of the Cabal, as well. The killer of Jamal is illegitimate; unfit to rule. As are all the Cabalists, of Putin.

Unfit to rule are Putin‘s Cabalists. Killers and jailers, ruling not in the interests of the people but rather their own interests. Its jurisdiction, the UN,

necessarily, must regain. The UN must stand up for us, by standing up to, Master Puppeteer, Putin.

Alas, a fat, lazy and complacent UN too is too unfit to stand up to Putin. Implausibly, an Almighty Raconteur is spinning a yarn, near incredibly, faster

and faster. Stay tuned. And tune into the next chapter. See the havoc; and feel the panic. On Twitter.

Stay tuned. And tune in, next time. For the next, gripping chapter. See the havoc; and feel the panic. On Twitter. Of a tanker, mixing oil, with water.

Implausibly, the Almighty Raconteur is spinning, on Urantia a yarn, near incredibly, faster and faster.

See the havoc and feel the panic of a tanker mixing its oil with life-sustaining, ocean, water. Tune in, next time. For the next, gripping chapter. Who knows

what happens then? It depends. It depends on what happens, in the interim. Only He, surely, knows.