“J.T. Alblood is truly an Author to look out for! As I was totally fixated on the story and could not stop reading it.” — H. Etienne
—I am Cuci, the eldest son of Genghis Khan, first child of his wife, Börte, elder brother of Ogheday, the commander and crown prince of Genghis Khan. I’ve always known that I won’t be Khan after my father dies. But, because I was born, like everyone else, I drag my fate along after me. “Cuci” means “guest.” In the Mongolian tradition, whoever has the right of a guest cannot be harmed. My father—who wasn’t yet a khan at the time—once took me into his arms, hugged me tight, lifted me up in front of the eyes of the public, and cried out, “Cuci!” This announcement was not only a confirmation but an acceptance; it was also a threat. Whoever didn’t respect my birthright as both Cuci and a Cuci paid with his life. When I was pulled back into the arms of my father Temüjin, the one of iron, I was a guest of the iron: safe but shunned.
— It was only later, while working as a successful psychiatrist and psychoanalyst and trying to publish my own objections to the political movements around me, that I began to experience the disadvantages of being Jewish. My academic achievements and confidence in myself didn’t save me from the harassment, insults, and attacks of 1933. After I published my books Mass Psychology of Fascism and Character Analysis, several articles in the newspapers targeted me personally. It was a thoroughly depressing time.
That’s why, when I spied two young men with brown shirts coming out of a pitch-dark car and approaching the door of my house, I thought my end was near. I opened the door in despair, and when they only pressed an envelope in my hand, I was astonished. I opened the envelope with hands shaking from a mix of fear and relief. Inside, was a letter addressed to me along with a few official, signed documents. The documents consisted of a single permission to leave the country, including the proper supporting papers. The letter addressed to me was a single page and topped by a letterhead featuring an eagle holding a swastika in its claws.
You asked me to pay you what I owed. As I have erased everything that belonged to my previous life, I would love to include you in this. You might have already realized how rapidly I moved on to do what I said I would after the war. Gathering information in order to build my strength, I have followed your life after the war quite closely, and I have learned much about your past, including your childhood. Of course, your old tutor, who now works for me, contributed a lot. I am sorry for what happened to your mother, and I assure you, after the process of taking advantage of him is over, your tutor will be punished as a little favor from me. I politely insist that you leave the country so that you will not be affected by what is coming, nor risk conflict with me over your political views. Please note that this request, and the concession, are one-time offers only. The necessary documents and permission are attached.
The Nationalist Socialist German Workers Party and the Chancellor of Germany,
When I turned the page over with my still-shaking hands, I found a pencil drawing: An old tree, and in its trunk a little open cavity, a lake beside the tree, and a pitch-black forest encircling them all. The memory returned of a blind soldier drawing—using my eyes.
When the child chose a starfish from among the thousands on the beach and threw it back to the sea, did he carry the weight of that starfish’s later sins?
How many people can you kill by saving one?
—I’m Oktay, and I have recently been knocked into middle age. I work in an ordinary private hospital and live an ordinary, unsurprising life. I have only a few crumbs of life experience, having been stuck in a busy professional life during years that have passed by too quickly. I spend most of my days in a hospital under raw, fluorescent lights, writing MRI (magnetic resonance image) reports. Like many people, I enjoy watching football (soccer for the Americans), and I never get tired of watching sports or sports news on TV. I can talk for hours about the current state of Fenerbahçe, one of Istanbul’s premiere football teams. Much of my remaining time consists of having dinner with relatives and going to the cinema with Elif (whose name means “alpha”). Those are my most exciting moments. Besides that, I either write MRI reports online, read books, or browse comics and make Elif read the jokes that I think are good.
Title/ Save The Last Bullet For God / Author/ JT Alblood / Publisher/ JT Alblood / Publishing Date/ November 2015 / Genre/ Science Fiction
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This book was an interesting read to say the least. The book opens on a series of vignettes in time centered around Wilhelm Reich, a psychoanalyst practicing in mid 1930’s Germany. Once the story begins a patient of his tells him about a group of people who are dedicated to the belief that they are in contact with aliens. When he finds that the leader of this group is a woman from his past, he is moved to investigate further. The reader is then transported on a page burning tour through history, meeting a vivid supporting cast as the tale is told through the perspectives of an eclectic group of characters, including a radiologist from Istanbul, the son of Genghis Khan, an alien AI and even a disease.
There is nothing formulaic about this story. At first it seems a series of compelling, yet barely connected stories set in disparate time frames. Though at times I didn’t understand where it possibly could be going, the stories were memorizing enough to keep me hanging on long enough to find out how they all fit together and it was worth it. This book isn’t for everyone. There is a fair amount of math and science, even pseudo-science, in its pages and a Netflix understanding of quantum physics definitely would be helpful, but the story that drives the conclusion is a strong one and I am glad to have read it.
This Bookworm awards “Save the Last Bullet for God” 4 Tomes
I downloaded a review copy of this book from Smashwords for free
Barnes & Noble Summary: What if your consciousness was an Alien?
Throughout the history of the world, we have seen war, the spread of civilization, discovered many wonders, but what if in all that time, Homo sapiens were merely evolving into something new? What if on the inside we are all alien? The invasion completed in the midst of WWII. Homo Avatarius now rules the Earth. For much more, you need to kill God.
“Save the Last Bullet for God” is a trilogy set of “Alpha Tauri Strain”, “Code of Disjointed Letters” and “Homo Avatarius”.
1920 Vienna, Wilhelm Reich is a medical student, working as a night nurse at a mental hospital when he meets and falls in love with Maria Orsic, a stunningly beautiful young woman who just happens to be diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia. He helps her escape, only to lose her the next morning. Years later, he is a respected psychiatrist working in Berlin when he meets her for the second time. And she needs his help again — with a message she’s received from the aliens.
Each end has a story. This an-amorphous trilogy is a complex one and includes mystics; Nazis, occult societies, the thousands-year-long invasion of aliens into the human genome, retro-chronal causality, secret codes within DNA, the number Pi, the Holy book and so much more.
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J.T. Alblood’s novel is a thought-provoking and groundbreaking work of best speculative sci-fi adventure of a lifetime. — R. Thomas