Following my post last week, about the 'Bullingdon toffs' who crashed my parents' home in the dream state, I was not particularly surprised to read this in today's Mail on Sunday:
'As the officer overseeing the training of Prince William in the Household Cavalry, Major General Sir Sebastian Roberts might have been expected to have had an unblemished record.
But it has been revealed he was a member of Oxford University’s notorious Bullingdon Club and his excessive quaffing of champagne once led to the abandonment of a university shooting match after he was ‘sent off’ for recklessly waving his gun.'
Full story here.
This is a good example of the sort of short-term, apparently insignificant sort of precognition that follows me about everywhere. Pertinently, this was a favourite obsession of Philip K Dick- one of several. In The World That Jones Made, a NWO-type society is disrupted by the emergence of a young visionary whose political skill rests on his ability to see a full year into the future. In The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch, 'pre-fash' consultants are used to divine whether or not a particular product will turn in a profit; and in Time Out of Joint the protagonist Ragle Gumm becomes a local celebrity due to his unerring success in predicting the results of a daily newspaper contest.
I'll try and keep you posted on pre-cog developments of my own this week.
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