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Conexion is a Drug. Conexion is a Sci-fi novel – Paperback/Kindle

Posted on February 11, 2025February 11, 2025 by Opher

Conexion is a drug that takes you back through memories stored in your DNA to the lives of ancestors. What we find is beyond belief. The aliens are coming.

Excerpt – Conexion

‘A series of bombs have been detonated simultaneously at a number of transit hubs on Terra, Mars and Venus,’ the news announcer reported with that professional detached blank expression.

In billions of homes 3D holos of the announcer sitting in front of a backdrop of explosions played in the corners of billions of rooms.

‘The death toll is likely to reach into the thousands.’ He paused while the scenes of devastation were displayed. ‘Secretary General Rheen has condemned the actions of the terrorists responsible.’

The pictures of the carnage continued to play behind the sombre announcer.

‘So far two different terrorist groups have claimed responsibility. Both the Moony Liberation Movement and the Refutians say they laid the bombs. Secretary General Rheen has promised that whoever is responsible, whether religious fundamentalists or political segregationists, they will be hunted down and made to pay.’

Harry Bane sat in his comfy pexicush having just returned from work and was consuming the meal he had just dialled up.

‘I bet it’s those Moonies,’ he remarked to his partner as he surveyed the scene with his spoon inches from his mouth.

‘Could be,’ Javid Bane agreed. ‘I wouldn’t put it past them. Those nationalist scum will stop at nothing to get their own way.’

‘They’re all as bad as each other as far as I can see,’ Harry replied. ‘It’s scandalous the way religion has reared its ugly head again. Now they’ve resurrected all that superstitious nonsense with knobs on. They are worse than the nationalists. At least the nationalists have a bit of a just cause even if their tactics are obscene. The religious nutters are just plain mad.’

‘I don’t agree with that,’ Javid muttered darkly. ‘There’s has to be more to life than mere existence. Perhaps there is something more that we just don’t know about?’

‘Oh yeah,’ Harry Bane said, giving Javid a dark scowl. ‘I suppose that gives them carte blanche to blow up innocent people?’

‘I didn’t say that,’ Javid protested, backing down. He had no wish to end up with one of their big rows. ‘Nothing justifies blowing up innocent people.’

Harry settled back in his pexicush and began spooning down his food as the two of them morbidly watched the terrible scene unfurl as the holo cameras revealed the full extent of the terrible crimes.

Conexion: Amazon.co.uk: Forsythe, Ron: 9781729561782: Books

Conexion is a Drug. Conexion is a Sci-fi novel – Paperback/Kindle

Posted on February 10, 2025February 10, 2025 by Opher

Conexion is a Drug. Conexion is a Sci-fi novel – Paperback/Kindle

It’s the future. Conexion is a drug that takes you back through your DNA to the lives of your ancestors. The past sure is strange. Then we have aliens. Where do they come in? The past and future meet in this tense tale.

Excerpt – Conexion

Nova City was the biggest place on the whole of Titan. Ten billion people lived in the honeycombed labyrinths carved into the rock under the protective dome of Titan’s rocky surface.

Despite the hopes of the early pioneers no sign of life had been found in Titan’s underground oceans. Far from the sun, which only appeared as a large star one hundredth the size of Sol as seen from Terra, but with the large globe of Saturn looming over it through the gloom of its hazy atmosphere, Titan had presented many problems for the early settlers – the frigid temperature being just one of the many. But Titan proved fruitful in many other ways and gave up its bounty in ice and minerals which amply supported the cost of its terraforming. Besides, new homes were required for the billions of human offspring. There was little option but to make use of any available rock that could be made habitable. Titan proved a useful tool in the re-homing of the progeny of Homo sapiens prolific fertility.

The trouble was that life was not fair. People were not equal. Life on Ganymede, Europa and Titan lacked many of the luxuries taken for granted elsewhere in the system. Pay was low and conditions were poor. People felt distinctly second class, outcast from the pleasures and artistic hubs of the major planets. It bred dissatisfaction and resentment. Many felt that they were getting the rough end of the stick and that their world’s resources were being bled away to support the lavish lifestyles of the planetary elite. That was why there were moves to break away and declare independence so that they could better their lot and free themselves of the shackles of the federation.

Then there was the social and artistic separation that was felt so acutely. The rich panoply of social and artistic life that was so abundant elsewhere was only focussed on the planets. Very little found its way out to the further regions. That sparsity of culture generated a provincial mentality. People felt abandoned and treated as second-class citizens. It created a sense of bitterness.

Nova City was ripe for Nationalistic terrorism and religious fanaticism.

This was the background that Jesus De Monde encountered, from which he had emerged. He was a truly charismatic figure who rose out of nowhere to address the concerns and fears of the extra-planetary masses who felt both oppressed and discarded. Jesus De Monde was a huge bear of a man with ebony black skin, dreadlocks, a sharp mind and a smiling face with glistening white teeth that seemed to always shine with love and optimism. He brought the people of the outer worlds hope and provided them with a vision of the future that was more promising than anything they had ever imagined before. With Jesus it was not ‘pie in the sky’ but the real possibility of progress and equality right now.

His message was clear – progress could be made without the threats of bombs and hatred, without the need for separation and segregation, without disunity or even the false succour of religion. By unifying the disaffected people and peacefully demanding greater rights they could win a better standard of life to that of their present iniquitous oppression of life while living out in the boondocks of the outer worlds. His passion and charisma made people listen and believe in him. He made them believe that a better future could be achieved out there on the fringes. He promised them that their grievances could be addressed, and that they, the Moonies, as they described themselves, need no longer be second class citizens. He assured them that they deserved better

As testimony to his personal magnetism and growing power Jesus De Monde had managed to bring together representatives of the various religious and political factions to hold discussions about a way forward. The very fact of managing to get such aggressive and violent groups together under one roof was almost a miracle in itself. The fact that they were actually listening to him and taking his ideas seriously was beyond belief.

For all the oppressed people of the rim it was a giant step in the right direction.

Conexion: Amazon.co.uk: Forsythe, Ron: 9781729561782: Books

Conexion – A Sci-fi novel – Paperback/Kindle – Gaia – the religious cult.

Posted on February 9, 2025February 9, 2025 by Opher

Conexion is a drug that takes you back through DNA to the lives of your ancestors.

Gaia is a religious cult. The novel weaves many threads as it unravels its tale.

Excerpt – Conexion

Jurgen Fried wore the green cloak with pride as he made his way through the congregation. They too were decked in green. Green was the colour of plants and of the Earth. Green was the mother of colours. It was the spectrum of the producers that gave life to everything. Green was the symbol of all that was pure; of the mother from which they had sprung.

Reaching the platform he solemnly mounted the steps and then turned to face the joyous congregation he raised his hands in the air and proclaimed the truth to the faithful –

‘The Earth lives!’

They roared their agreement. The Earth did indeed live. They were the sons and daughters of Terra.

‘We sprang from the soil,’ Jurgen announced looking up towards the heavens.

‘We will return to the soil.’ He looked down at the ground. It was all very theatrical and dramatic. The liturgy of Gaia followed a set format. Part of its appeal was that they shared this routine; they were part of it in brotherhood and sisterhood of Terra.

Gaia had asserted itself into the vacuum that had been left in human nature by progressing into the scientific culture after the old religions had been left behind. Science had partially filled the gap but had failed to answer all the questions of the mystery of life. Human psychology required something more – some ritual – something based on irrational belief – something that satisfied that quest for purpose and explanation as well as something that created that bonding, that tribal sense of belonging that humans seemed to crave. Gaia, with its richness of ceremony, symbolism and sense of purpose filled that gap.

Its very nature was satisfying and reassuring. In this age of synthetics and sanitised life, totally separated from nature, there was a need to reconnect to the primeval forces from which life had emerged. People wanted a psychological and spiritual connection. They wanted something mystical and metaphysical that connected them to the universe and linked them in to a force that was much greater than themselves. There was almost a desperation to believe in a spiritual power outside of themselves.

Gaia proclaimed that there was such a force and it flowed through them, the planet and out through the whole universe. Everything lived. There was a cosmic dynamo and they could all be one with it.

Gaia gave them belief in a greater spiritual entity that gave purpose to their lives.

Gaia filled all those basic human needs.

They wanted it.

They craved it.

They felt reborn in it.

Jurgen could feel that passion and devout fervour welling up to him from the crowd below as he stood on his platform, and he channelled it into himself and back to them, magnified tenfold. He fed off the energy coming up from them and he reflected it back to the ecstatic crowd in a great rapturous wave of sheer pleasure. He felt the power soar inside him and was exhilarated by it.

‘The planet lives!’ Jurgen proclaimed as the crowd went wild.

‘We are one with the planet!’

It truly felt as if they really were. The feeling of oneness and elation of belonging was overwhelming. Even Jurgen could sense it and was beginning to believe there might be a basis to it. He was in danger of becoming a devotee himself. That would be quite something!

Gaia was a force to be reckoned with.

‘The planet lives!!’

His spirit rose up, carried by the mountainous roar coming up from the faithful below.

Conexion: Amazon.co.uk: Forsythe, Ron: 9781729561782: Books

Conexion Paperback/Kindle

Posted on February 8, 2025February 8, 2025 by Opher

Conexion is a drug. It takes you back in time, back through the memories stored in your DNA to relive the lives of your ancestors. Things are about to get weird.

Excerpt – Conexion

Julia Rogers was the ultimate in Hipster designers and she certainly looked the part. Her appearance, with its writhing scarlet medusa hair, dresses made of living material that transformed into swirls of psychedelic colour that interacted with the mutable splashes of vividly coloured transition tattoos that flowed and swirled across her skin, was every bit as extreme and garish as the vibrant Holographic designs for which she was renowned. It made for uneasy family reunions with the rather conventional father who had made his name and fortune mining the asteroids. John ‘Buck’ Rogers was quite a pillar of society and his daughter’s chosen lifestyle proved difficult to swallow. That was probably why they rarely met up. She tended to keep her distance and he was rarely on planet. It suited them both.

Julia took her usual precautions. It was part of the game. She knew that the bureau kept tabs on her; they kept tabs on anyone who was not main-stream. She also knew that they closely monitored Josie even more closely. That was the way of the world. She’d even discussed it with Josie while knowing full well that their conversation was probably being listened to. But they were old hands at the game and knew the score. As long as they kept their business low-key and followed the protocol they knew they would be left alone. So Julia played her role and went through the motions.

She disembarked from her scudcab at the supermart, walked briskly through to the other side and flicked for another. It dropped her off a block away from Josie’s. She walked to the aperture resisting all inclination to look around her, glanced at the iris recorder and stepped into the vestibule as the aperture slid open.

She always followed the same routine. She figured that they expected it of her. There was a game to be played.

Josie had a limited clientele and deliberately kept it that way. She figured that her small enterprise would be tolerated but if she got too greedy they would soon be taking her in for reprogramming. Besides, she liked it this way. It was more personal, more of a family business that operated between associates and friends. She had no desire to expand the operation. She made a comfortable living out of it and enjoyed herself into the bargain. What more could one want? She’d found her niche. She provided for her small group who she regarded more as personal friends than clients and the authorities let her alone.

‘Hi Jules,’ she said in way of greeting, looking genuinely pleased to see her, gesturing towards a pexicush and passing her a vessel of red liquid. ‘Try some of this.’

Julie accepted the vessel, sniffed and took a sip. They made quite a contrast, the two girls – Julie with her extreme Avant Garde appearance and Josie, equally striking with her dark complexion and large hair, but in a much more conventional garb.

Conexion: Amazon.co.uk: Forsythe, Ron: 9781729561782: Books

Conexion – A Sci-Fi classic (Conexion is a drug)

Posted on February 7, 2025February 7, 2025 by Opher

I wrote this novel by combining three big ideas – where did humans come from, meetings with aliens and a drug that could take us back through time, through memories stored in our DNA. It made for a fascinating tale. All very unexpected.

This is the start:

Conexion Paperback/kindle – Chapter 1 – As it was

James Hendrix, better known as Jimi to everyone who knew him, noted the first indication at precisely 2.37 and 37 seconds on May 30^th 2249.

It was a date that was to go down in history as one of the most auspicious events ever recorded, even though at the time Jimi thought little of it and paid it scant attention.

That was not surprising. Warnings went off routinely as every lump of rock or piece of space junk that was heading anywhere near an inhabited planet was flagged up. Most were of little consequence and would simply burn up in the atmosphere but a few were big enough to cause concern and had to be dealt with. That’s why the agency had been set up.

Jimi assigned the latest intruder a signature code – JHUMA91074 – then he left it to its automatic tracking system and went back to playing Solum with the station’s computer.

JH were his initials, UMA stood for Ursa Major, the segment of space from which the object was first recorded coming in. It was quite an unusual one as could be seen from the low number of recorded warnings, 91074 indicated the number of objects that had originated from that sector.

Once assigned, the computer continued to plot the trajectory and that was normally where the whole matter ended. Most of the debris was considered of no risk and was merely monitored, never to be heard of again. People like Jimi performed the mundane task of acknowledging the warning just as a fail-safe. The Public did not like the idea of there not being a human touch somewhere along the line. They felt that humans should make the decisions even though it had been well proven that computers were far better at it.

There wasn’t a great deal of excitement to be had in Jimi’s work. Being an astrophysicist had sounded great when he’d opted for the training but wasn’t all it was cracked up to be.

Jimi worked for the AEWC – the Asteroid Early Warning Centre – in its favour, it paid well and at least got one up into vacuum even if that’s as far as it went. For the most part his work consisted of spending long tedious hours on his own every night, pointlessly acknowledging things of no significance that the computer had already done, and vainly hoping for an event of significance to finally take place so that there was at least something to get excited over. The sad fact was that even if a major event did occur then all Jimi had to do was ensure that the computer had passed the information on to his superiors, which it routinely did anyway – so even that wasn’t exactly thrilling.

It was not a pleasant thing to realise that one was in effect redundant and surplus to requirements, so Jimi tried not to think about it too much, which was why he spent most of his time playing games with the computer. Even that enterprise was futile – about as pointless as checking space junk. He knew the computer could beat him hands down every time if it had not been programmed to limit its capabilities in order to give him a fighting chance. Still, it whiled the hours away.

Jimi had not paid too much attention to this particular intrusion other than to note that the object was far too far away at this point in time to be of any importance, so he did not have to register it into his consciousness or grant it a moment’s speculation as to what it might be. A minor niggle did reach the surface of his thoughts; if it was far away and yet had registered it had to be big. But hey, space was full of lumps of rock and the majority of them were of absolutely no significance. Space was big. As long as they did not cross routes or threaten planets they could be disregarded.

It goes to show, doesn’t it? There’s no limit to how wrong a person might be!

Conexion: Amazon.co.uk: Forsythe, Ron: 9781729561782: Books

New Eden – A chilling Sci-fi novel – By Ron Forsythe

Posted on January 17, 2025January 17, 2025 by Opher

What happens when an unscrupulous government cooks up a plan to eliminate excess population. What could possibly go wrong?

Foreword

I first mapped this novel out in 1996. It was originally called ‘Ebola in Eden’.

At the time Ebola was a virus that had already been around for twenty years. The first recorded outbreaks were in 1976 in Zaire and Sudan. The disease probably originated in primates, including chimpanzees and gorillas, and is also transmitted by bats.

It is quite likely that the first cases in humans were contracted from the butchering of ‘bush-meat’ by hunters who were killing chimpanzees and gorillas. The logging companies were opening up the interior and putting roads in to extract the timber. The hunters were using these roads to reach deeper into the jungles. They were encountering animal groups that had previously been isolated.

I was looking for a virus for my book that might possibly be used in the way described in this novel. I had a number of contenders but was attracted to Ebola because of the description of its horrific symptoms. A doctor performing an autopsy at the time described the organs of the victim as having ‘melted’.

The destruction of the natural environment, the massacre of wildlife, and the continuing destruction of our forests due to the increasing overpopulation of the planet is a source of great sadness to me.

I write in the hope that the worst may never happen.

Opher Goodwin 5.11.2014

If I had been writing it today I probably would have used the Corona Virus as my weaponised virus.

New Eden: Amazon.co.uk: Forsythe, Ron: 9798637512867: Books

A few brilliant Sci-fi novels to Whet the Appetite.

Posted on January 9, 2025January 9, 2025 by Opher

Neanderthal: Amazon.co.uk: Forsythe, Ron: 9798393554262: Books

What happened to the Neanderthals 40,000 years ago?They had larger brains and were more intelligent. Why did they disappear?When the President of Brazil begins a project to build a highway through the middle of the Amazon he knew that he was going to provoke a response – little did he envisage what earth-shattering results it would end up becoming.This story delves into the very psyche of humanity and how people might respond when confronted with an alien invasion from a superior race. A Science Fiction story like no other.

God’s Bolt: Amazon.co.uk: Forsythe, Ron: 9781092713597: Books

Helen Southcote is looking for a purpose to life through her Search for Extra-Terrestrial Intelligence work on the United Nations Space Station when she watches the Earth destroyed by an asteroid. What can she do next?

Reawakening: The Sequel to God’s Bolt: Amazon.co.uk: Forsythe, Ron: 9781094954585: Books

This is the sequel to God’s Bolt.Helen Southcote, the sole survivor of a stricken Earth, is alone on the Space Station.This is the tale of her journey through space and time towards Tau Sagittarii, 122 light years away.This is also the story of the aliens who live in the system around Tau Sagittarii and their reaction to the destruction of Earth.After dealing with the rigours of isolation, mental illness and hopelessness there is the hope of awakening. Then there are the questions about the purpose of life, altruism and the nature of consciousness all in the course of an epic adventure.

New Eden: Amazon.co.uk: Forsythe, Ron: 9798637512867: Books

How do you solve the problem of a world that has been ruined with overpopulation?What part do a small group of genetically mutated children have in the future of mankind?How might an eccentric genetics engineer be involved?New Eden tells the story of dystopian disaster and unlikely renewal.

Star: Amazon.co.uk: Forsythe, Ron: 9798647632906: Books

It’s the sixties – the three thousand one hundred and sixties. The Federation is in conflict with the Confederation. The Troman war rages. There is a civil rights issue with the Androvians. Youth all across the galaxy are in revolt. Rock Music, on an intergalactic scale, is the medium of the rebellion. Zargos Ecstasy and the Terminal Brain Grope are providing the impetus for the rebellion. Zargos, a larger than life character based on Bob Dylan, Hendrix, Jagger, Jim Morrison and Bowie, struts the stage, putting his poems to music and rousing the spacefreaks to seek social justice. If you lived through the sixties you’ll recognise it all.

Quantum Fever eBook : Forsythe, Ron: Amazon.co.uk: Kindle Store

The System is made up of thousands of planets housing trillions of people in tiny doms arranged in tiers. The people are fed drugs to keep them happy and are plugged into immersive tridee.The Consortium are a group of wealthy capitalists who live above the metropolis in floating mansions.The name of the game is expansion and profit. The Quships cross quantum space in search of planets to either colonise or plunder for resources in order to maintain the system.Quantum Fever is a disease that affects people who jump the weird reaches of quantum space. Was Tahsin Roeg suffering from Quantum Fever or were the Consortium seeking to control her?What of the alien planet she discovers?Were the Primitives going to achieve their dream?

Schizoid: Amazon.co.uk: Forsythe, Ron: 9798630523839: Books

The sequel to Quantum Fever. Three hundred years have passed. The aliens are ruining the planet Terra and are on the brink of war. Children of the Primitives on planet Hope are rebelling. President Woud of The System is angered. The Consortium is stirring up trouble………

Green: Amazon.co.uk: Forsythe, Ron: 9798648134003: Books

A Sci-fi novel set in the distant future.Elspin is born without a nervous system; a brain with no connection to the world. She is locked within her dreams. She should have withered into nothing but against all the odds she prospered.Politicians and Business-people are at each others throats. The world is in crisis. The Greens are split into factions. Passions are explosive.They find a way of contacting Elspin. What happens when universes clash?

Will the world survive?

The Gordian Fetish: Amazon.co.uk: Forsythe, Ron: 9781981947973: Books

How important is consciousness? How rare is it in the universe? It is incredibly rare but not many people here on Earth seem to care about that. But the Gordian’s do – they value it – they seek it out and look to protect it. They have an institute funded by their government that is geared to the conservation of endangered alien sentient beings.Unfortunately a new Gordian leader has come along who believes in austerity. He is threatening to close the institute.Humans are sentient and have a modicum of intelligence. They can hardly be termed endangered though. There are 4000 billion of them. But they are incredibly interesting. They have sex. They also have politics and religion. They pretend to be clever and civilised but they are nowhere near as clever and civilised as they think they are.Most Gordian’s are intrigued by humans. They find sex astounding and humans cute.

Being cute and having sex might just be their saving graces.

Conexion: Amazon.co.uk: Forsythe, Ron: 9781729561782: Books

In the future it is still all about power.General Secretary Rheen holds the reins but does he hold the power?What about the shadowy Consortium who supply the money to get him elected?The separatists who are prepared to use violence?The Unification Movement who would bring the opposition together?Or the people who democratically vote?What of the stranded Starship?And what of the new drug Conexion that opens genetic memories to unlock an unexpected past?The new Gaia religion?Or the three massive spherical objects heading for earth?

How will it all come to a conclusion?

The Pornography Wars: Amazon.co.uk: Forsythe, Ron: 9798814934413: Books

The Pornography Wars takes political satire and social comment (with a liberal dash of humour) into a new dimension.
Sex is the essence of everything.
Is human history contrived by aliens?
Are we in a film set for an alien pornographic soap opera?
Is all human culture nothing more than an alien psych-master’s program?
What happens when the aliens argue over the future of pornography on their tridee sets?
What is going to happen to the future of human beings?

Farm 703 – The Human Project: Amazon.co.uk: Forsythe, Ron: 9798634914367: Books

Farm 703 where humans are controlled by bacteria.

Farm 703 where we are a project created by the Farm Manager.

Farm 703 where there is a move to terminate the human project.

Farm 703 where Head Office will decide on the fate of humanity.

They are allowing me to write this story. They do not think you will believe it.

Current Sci-fi writing projects.

Posted on January 9, 2025January 9, 2025 by Opher

I’ve just started mapping out another novel in this series – You Might Say That.

I’m busy writing a Rock book on Ian Dury at the mo. When I’ve completed that I’ll write the Sci-fi novel.

I’ve already produced five new Sci-fi novels based in the same setting:

Terra 3

The Scrolls of Pandora 3

DremeWorld

A Message From Hermes

Ghenghis Smith

I thought I had finished plumbing the depths of possibilities – but I was wrong. A new angle has opened up in my head. I can feel the embryo of a new novel beginning to germinate. I’m allowing it to fester for a bit as I have a lot of things on at the moment and still require a few more strands. It’ll be all the better for a longer gestation.

I am looking for a publisher at the moment for these five novels. I think they deserve a good, caring home.

I am starting to plot the sixth!