My soul walked in when Samuel was 20 years old in 1792 having departed the body of Robert Magaw in 1790. In 1829 my soul transferred to the body of Alexander Baillie Kell 1828 - 1912. One person in five are real people with a soul. The rest are unreal “Matrix people” created by the 3D Matrix which is a cartoon copy of the 5D Matrix.
Despite its name Wargaming, the art of playing with toy soldiers, teaches one not to engage in the real thing, which is as H G Wells so succinctly put it:
"Great War is at present, I am convinced, not only the most expensive game in the universe, but it is a game out of all proportion. Not only are the masses of men and material and suffering and inconvenience too monstrously big for reason, butâ€”the available heads we have for it, are too small. That, I think, is the most pacific realisation conceivable, and Little War brings you to it as nothing else but Great War can do."
I have played Wargames all my life since their modern inception. I realise now that in in many I was re-living episodes from my past life memories. Madam des Armoises and myself present here an account of our table top battles for your edification and delight.