Change Change

By William J. Ryan

This book is being addressed to the current President of the United States, Donald John Trump the 45th President. It is the single goal and hope that somehow the spending and waste of tax dollars, enriching the few, will be exposed and ended.
We as individuals in the world do have some power and that power is for us to lead government by example. Most all of us know that coins have no value. They are the pretense of value only. Business did this with the production of the Susan B. Anthony dollar that has led to billions of one dollar coins being produced but not used by the public.
Change is only good for filling the holes in your driveway and filling up drawers and jars in our closets. Banks have all kinds of rules to take change back, they don’t even want it, because it has no value and they make no money handling it.

• Language: English
• Publisher: William J. Ryan
• Release date: Jan 25, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463733110

William J. Ryan

I am William J. Ryan. I am in my 60’s, an autodidact (self-directed learner) and I am dyslexic. I not only suffer from trouble with letters, numbers and spelling of words changing on me, but structuring of sentences will sometimes be backwards. (Don’t worry; I hire someone to edit these stories before I publish them!) I write for the joy of writing, of getting an idea out there. I write in many different genres, children’s stories, historical fiction, fiction, science fiction, crime, and adventure, all the way to anti-religion. I do research on everything that I write about in order to try to be as factual as I can be. I have self – published 35 books and 22 screenplays! Self - publishing is a great way to start, but it is hard to get the audience’s attention. I am also the illustrator of all the artwork within each of my books and most of the cover art. You won’t find many authors out there that include artwork in their stories. More About Me Born in poverty, by white trash sperm and egg donors, my childhood was one horrific nightmare after another, that I would spend the rest of my life overcoming. Freeing myself from this extremely dysfunctional cluster of lost self-indulgent beings, by cutting off all contact with them, was the best thing I ever did. At an early age I chose not to have children for I was not given the skill to raise them and chose not to pass on the gruesome genetic dysfunctions that I had inherited. Writing personal painful events in one of my fictional characters is second nature and comes far far far too easy. In my early 20s, I discovered my reading and learning disability had a name, Dyslexia and I worked as an adult to overcome letters and numbers changing before my eyes. Later in life, as an older adult, I learned the power of reading and writing and became an Autodidact. This affliction never leaves the afflicted. I am glad to trade the curse of Dyslexia for the skills to invent and create people places and events that I see so clearly in my mind’s eye. Every story, every town, every person is 100% real to me and I see every picture on the wall, the view out the window, the streets and homes of the neighborhoods, making them all real to me and I hope the reader. Artfully crafted acquired skills, from a childhood trying to escape the insanity surrounding this small boy and his young developing mind, where he found himself. i.e. A clear example of a Dyslexic sentence. A short stent (seven years), in the criminal banking industry; where I saw V.P.’s change mortgage interest rates higher on loans, to increase the profits for the bank, cheating the customers. When I refused to participate, I was told, “I needed to think of the Bank First”. My response was “I will never do this.” I also witnessed V.P.’s instruct managers to create duplicate false files (and they did) concealing the crimes of the bank during a government audit, so they would pass. When I could find the courage to walk out, (without notice for they did not earn it) I did and changed my life’s path for the better, still looking for that place in my child’s mind, where people were honest, decent and truthful. All of my life up to this point, I could not face my tormentors, because I was beaten down so badly as a child. I finally found my voice and the inner strength to take the bullies in my life on,,, one at a time. With each confrontation, with each face to face battle, I have grown stronger and developed the skills to beat back the bullies of the world, exposing them for what they truly are. There is no one I will not attack back, fending off their aggression, their bullying of the weakest among us all,,, children,,, has become my single life focal point. At this intolerant unforgiving stage in my life, my understanding of man’s history, is continually being rewritten, removing the light of truth, so I pull further away from people. The worst being the so called God Fearing People, that believe they can do anything to anyone and God will forgive their sins so they can do it again. Every one of them has shown me the black oozing bag that is their soul. There is no helping them, so I stopped trying and recoil from the religious. The evil that all religious people do every day, in their God’s name, (genocide, rape of a child, land grab, slavery) show us all that their god must have horns and a pointy tale. This clear understanding of people and the evil that exist just under the skin, emerges in all my stories. A good writer should not create without understanding, but write what they know. I know this evil all too well and I can write and attest to it!!! Favorite Quotes (some) “Just because you are born in shit, does not mean you must stay there.” The quote is from a female pilot from WWII, instrumental in the development of the WASP, name unknown. “A man’s strength is measured by the strength of his enemies” Sioux These quotes are indeed very powerful. My list is very long and grows with every day. Each day I wait for them to come and kill me,,, the Deceivers that I expose. “Hell is other people” From the book NO EXIT by Jean-Paul Sartre 1944. The things he must have witnessed,,, as the Good German Christians gathered up the Jews (the god killers, Jewish Decide) for the slaughter. Oops did I let that slip? Yes the Nazis were unapologetic-ally Christian,,, Gott Mit Uns (God with us) was worn upon every German Christians soldiers belt as they justified their actions with words of Scrupulosity and its madness. Example; “Our movement is Christian” Adolf Hitler. These Christians are not good people and for me this quote helps prove it. “The waste,,, the waste,,, the waste.” These were the last words of the abdicated King Edward VIII of England. Somehow it seems to sum up the best efforts of man on Earth. “I am ashamed to say I am a member of the human race.” said by Charles Bukowski, August 16th 1920 to March 9th 1994. Words I hear in my mind every day as I see more atrocities of man and his foot print upon this small planet. I carry all of these words with me every day and use them to steer me from the rocky shores of others as I set the heading of my ship away,,, off into the setting sun,,, as I was born,,, alone. Personal Hero’s Ferdinand Waldo Demara Jr.; his skills of camouflages and moving from one life to another, immeasurably helped to guide me and re-invent myself for the better. It is with envy I look to him and his life, for he truly is,,, The Great Impostor. This is but a small window into my soul and reveals but a small part of what has made this man what he is,,, good or bad.

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Change, Change

Written and Illustrated by William J. Ryan

Copyright 2018 William J. Ryan

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Table of Contents

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Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Dictionary

About William J. Ryan

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From the Author

From the Author

I suffer from dyslexia and as I understand it, there are all different types. Reading is very, very hard for me and writing is ten times harder. It wasn’t until I was an adult that I discovered I had dyslexia and began working every day to overcome it. Numbers are the worst for me and they like letters change before my eyes. I will read a sentence and then read it again and get a whole new meaning. Sometimes I have to read the same sentence five or ten times to get the true meaning. I have overcome a great deal to become an author and to bring this story and others to you. I sincerely hope you enjoy this story of the afterlife, W.J.R.

Donald J. Trump, Can you hear me?

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The future is as clear as glass to me. We are deliberately on a course that will lead us into a great depression the likes of which the world has never seen. This is being orchestrated by a small group of satanic people that want the crash so as to take over the world.

Regardless of what any of us do, or our position in life, or how well we think we have prepared for what is to come, or don’t believe is to come... it is laying at our doorstep just waiting to consume us. Somehow most people know it and that this devastation is near... but refuse to look at it out of fear.

Just because life has always been this way does not mean life will remain this way. Intelligence will, at some point, supersede ignorance and the greed of the Deceivers will be exposed. The lies will not and cannot stand forever. This change is coming hard and fast.

To start with there are many drains on the economies of the world that hold us all down from a better life and a better environment. Each one of us can do something to help slow down the inevitable crash that this economic globe is on, by realizing the futility of one aspect in our lives... small Change... at a time.

"United we stand, divided we fall" translates into the truth that the Deceivers greatest goal is to control the masses as they did with Project MK Ultra.

Project MK Ultra

Reportedly, the CIA’s mind control program organized through the Scientific Intelligence Division of the CIA and the project synchronized with the Operations Division of the U.S. Army’s Chemical Corps... experiments on humans were intended to identify and develop drugs and procedures to be used in interrogations and torture. The CIA’s mind control program was illegally conducted upon the public without their knowledge or permission. This project backfired on the CIA. LSD unified the masses. They stood up and fought the FAKE government and marched against the Vietnam War bringing it to its end.

The CIA is controlled by the satanic super rich and they want to turn us all... the Goyim, into Sheeple... pets, livestock and control our brains 100%. Satanically they want to own our souls... if they don’t already via our desire for money and our willingness to do anything to get it.

Chapter One

History of Coins

Lydian Lion

At this time in mans history on this planet, it is hard to determine the true time line of events since our history has been rewritten often as time progresses. But this coin looks to be one of the earliest ever stamped.

Reportedly, it was manufactured in or about 610-600 BC by King Alyattes in Sardis, Lydia, Asia Minor (Turkey).

Coin of the realm... Peso’s... the denaro have been with us for a long time and with money comes evil, for it (evil) always will rise to the top of everything as we see in politics or the FAKE government. Present day has shown us all (one example) of how evil has risen to the top of the banking industry. Those at the top want it all for their golden umbrella... or because of their religious beliefs think they have that right.

In the beginnings of life, when mans ability to think and reason beyond his hunt and gather world... knowledge became valuable. Witch Doctors (not to be confused with present day doctors that look at you as a bag of money) knew what vines, leaves or roots would help and... rather than just tell you... you had to pay a price. That design is still with us to this very day, with our present day Witch Doctors, as they practice medicine on each of us for fun and profit... keeping us sick so they can make more money from you.

Things of value were almost always a man’s labor, his women or his cattle and other livestock. A nomadic life style was necessary, because a group or tribe of humans would clean a land of all edible life as well as soiling the land. This nomadic life style action permitted the land to heal as man was one with the Mother Earth. Like the sun... they understand the Earth gives life and must be taken care of for the next generation.

Some tribal leaders would rise to the top because of their size or strength or closeness to the gods (much like today) and that (in their minds) entitled them to own everything, much like in today’s world. Power is everything... power over the masses is and has been the goal for most of man’s history. It’s great to be King.

I would think after a long time, some people in a tribe would grow tired of the greed, bully and taking everything for themselves. Then one night I can see, they would just crush his skull with a large stone... ending his reign. Much like the French Revolution from 1789 to 1799, when the suppressed and starving people of the county grew tired of their suppressers, banded together and took over, dragging each one of the Elite, Rich, Land Baron, Lords and Kings, out into the streets for some good old Street Justice.

What a joy it would be for the masses, to see each one of these entitled, evil, greedy inbred royal incarcerated, tried and found guilty of their crimes and then to see them (slowly) lose their heads. What a joy to be in that crowd of people, watching them put to death.

I must admit... I get great pleasure from the thoughts of present day politicians facing the masses for their crimes against mankind.

It should be noted, at the time I am writing this book... in France the Yellow Jackets have shut down the country as all of them band together to stop the satanic super rich from creating their One World Bank and controlling everything. People there don’t have enough money to feed themselves and as in Germany before the second World War... they are out in the street... standing up against the super rich. We all know how that turned out… they loaded the Jews into cattle cars and tried to kill them all.

It should also be noted that in the year of 1789 the creator of the Guillotine, a physician named Joseph-Ignace Guillotin created it in order to have a more humane way to kill people. However, the Guillotine was not the first means to remove ones head. The sword did a fine job before this time.

I believe the first exchangeable currency or value was found in victorious battles. A necklace made of leather would hold a man’s triumphs over the beast of the land that he killed and took a souvenir... its teeth, to show all of his accomplishments. It was believed that it held value in the spirit of the deceased animal (claws... teeth) and that power was passed onto the new owner, which is another example of a type of currency.

The skills of manufacturing hunting tips, hand crafted of stone for killing the beast of the land, to be eaten and their skins used for warmth, were also of much value. Knives and hatches were valued growing in ones arsenal of killing weapons and these held much value to the owner and to others... a form of money.

As ones labors and skills could be turned into physical items that could be carried like jewelry made of precious metals, human life became less valuable. If one displayed their wealth, others that were jealous of it would plot to smash their heads and take what was not theirs. Much like we see today. They did this many times with the blessing of their gods. That acquired skill is still with us to this very day.

People of this mind set... to this day do not make money they take money. Examples are The Stock market, banks, and most all religions.

Amber (made from fossilized tree sap) also became an item of value, for it too was very rare and believed to hold much value to the owners. Some Amber found were very large and fashioned into jewelry to be worn by kings. It was believed to hold the guidance into the future of the tribe.

Regardless of all the other forms of value... precious metals became the coin of the realm... as it is today until the invention of valueless paper money. Therefore, as one society would collapse another would take over and reuse the old metal via re-stamping it. For us today, most of these coins are lost to history and we are lucky to have the ones we have, showing their history... before the present day religious dictators re-write history again... removing the parts that just doesn’t fit their explanation of life.

Chapter Two

History of Paper Money

Chinese Paper Money 618 AD

This was determined by the leaders of China to be a bad idea (con) and was abandoned in or about 1455.

Can you imagine a person that would be so stupid as to accept paper money as having any real value? You would have to be real stupid to believe in such an ignorant means of accumulating wealth. I think I would rather have teeth and claws. But that is just what the world has done and