It was first thing in the morning, and the staffroom was full. When Mr Whitcliffe walked in there was a sudden silence, followed by some hasty attempts to fill it. He noticed this, but had more important things on his mind. ‘Could I have your attention, please?’ he announced to the room at large, and … More Red Rudi and the Psychic Superpowers – Part 4

One morning, Mr Whitcliffe turned up at the Meditation Club. This was a bit odd – he didn’t normally do spot checks. But Rudi nodded to him and carried on as usual. He turned up again the following morning, and the one after that, and the one after that. ‘I hope you don’t mind,’ he … More Red Rudi and the Psychic Superpowers – Part 3

It was an exciting time to be alive. Six months ago, Rudi would have said the opposite, but now – Wow! Disclosure, the new financial system, the mass arrests, the pause in the wars, the Cabal Tribunals – it was all happening so fast you could hardly keep up with it. The teachers were less … More Red Rudi and the Psychic Superpowers – Part 2

A few years ago, people started coming back to Earth from the Mayan worlds. Their story was one of the most disturbing parts of Disclosure. The Cabal had abducted these people from Earth or lured them into space with the promise of a fabulous lifestyle. Then some had been used as slaves in the manufacturing … More Coming Home

Dear friends, Apologies for the lack of posts recently – I’ve been moving house and moving city. I hope to post more very soon. Best wishes, Sue

In the old days, Geoffrey was rich. He was a banker, and as we later understood, the closer your job was to the Cabal, the more money you made. To be honest, I don’t think he was deliberately complicit – he just turned a blind eye, as so many of us did in our different … More Geoffrey’s Porsche

I used to hate camping – there was so much discomfort involved. I did quite a lot of it when I was young, until I realised I could say no. The weather was usually wet (this was the UK of course), the ground was lumpy, I was cold and uncomfortable, and I couldn’t sleep. So … More Trekking

Matt was telling me about the erosion of his differentials. ‘It’s not that I’m complaining,’ he said. ‘I wouldn’t like you to think I’m complaining. I’m just saying that with all this equality coming in, there were bound to be losers as well as winners, and I happen to be one of them. Maybe I … More Matt’s Differentials

Dear friends, I would welcome your ideas for these stories about New Earth. For details, please click on the tab, ‘Inviting Your Ideas.’ With best wishes, Sue