Not What You Were Expecting?

Guards walk the streets in suits with helmets, coloured to differentiate between military, police, and personal protection - all marked with one thing: UE.

Jim is heading home from work. Wages have increased, taxes dropped, but society's motions fluctuate. Some days there's no milk. Gas prices double for no clear reason.

Power's unreliable. Distribution varies. Privatisation causes this.

He worked 13 hours straight to fill gaps. He's a robotics mechanic. Just left the bank - they're open 24/7 now. They don't count the money, hence the fluctuations. The rich try to profit off the chaos, but no one's good at it. We're all learning.

It's dark and stormy. A billboard plays an ad. The song: Here Comes The Sun by The Beatles. Engineers at their stations slide controls. The rings turn wormholes inside out. At this level, science becomes design.

Slow motion: horses charge, spears brutalise, light funnels around heads. It's symbolic, not literal. In sterile rooms, robotic arms print bodies. Suspended brains swap places. The clash resumes.

A door opens to a bright blue sky. More parks than buildings. Some people cry, others wait to move forward. The camera ascends: Ancient Egypt bustles, Rome puts on a show. Some live here for work, others for nostalgia.

On the surface, the architecture is otherworldly. Ships fly overhead as people, life forms, and machines coexist in The Capitol.

"Recruit, helmet on."

"I'm finishing my smoke."

"Now."

He looks up as the ad plays again. The night sky glimmers. The streets are littered. Sirens wail.

"Fucking hero."

He drops his cigarette.

This book covers new ideas critical to humanity's survival - a new system, a new understanding of evolution and awareness, a modern education model, and emerging fields of science. All coming together to build a new world. How? You'll see at the end.