Zacek was the bearer of the powerful Kalpe-Om, a magical belt that allowed him to transform himself into Karmatron, a 300 feet tall armoured spiritual warrior.

By uttering a sacred mantra, Zacek transformed into Karmatron for the first time.

Katnatek, the first Kundalini warrior ( and the voice he heard when he entered the chamber ) appeared before him then and gave him his Kalpe-Om, the magical item that allowed him to transform in the most powerful warrior of good in this universe ( the audience is later informed that there are many possible universes, and each possible universe has its own Karmatron ).

Karmatron defended good and peace in all the universe, constantly fighting the forces of dark emperor Asura of Metnal and his evil god, the Master of Shadows, with the help of his numerous friends and his Transformables, an army of giant transformers.

Karmatrón y los Transformables ( Karmatron and the Transformers ) is a comic book created in 1986 by Oscar González Loyo, and published first at CEPSA.

Karmatron arrived at the Darkness Zone only to find the mangled corpse of Nazul still being devoured by the monsters who dwelled there.

Fully equipped with his powerful new armor, Karmatron rushed then to Planet Metnal to save his brother, but he arrived too late.

The comic book followed Zacek's further adventures as he battled Asura across the galaxies, through many millennia, and the story was interrupted abruptly in issue # 298, with Karmatron fighting Asura here on Earth in modern times.

Zacek, as all Kundalini Warriors, can manipulate prana energy to create various effects: He can teleport short distances ; he has some degree of telekinetic talent ; he can read minds and thoughts ; he can use clairvoyance ; he can read the psychic imprints on an object ; he can turn invisible ; he can fire bolts of positive spiritual energy ( and he can make weapons out of this energy, such as shurikens or boomerangs ) and he can make astral journeys, leaving his body behind him.

Zacek has already done it twice.

It depicted the adventures of Zacek, emperor of the Zuyua people and also a Kundalini warrior that an ancient prophecy announced to be the one who could restore the balance between light and darkness.

Meanwhile, Zacek and his older brother Nazul arrived at the Planet of Eternity, but as they reached the sacred serpent's chamber located in the depths of Mount Meru, a metnalian soldier who followed them by Asura's command assaulted the two princes ( Asura knew of the prophecy of the Kundalini that would defeat him ) and managed to grab Nazul and take him to his ship before he could go into the serpent's resting place.

A voice in the chamber told Zacek that he had no other choice than to follow his father's wishes and attempt to awake the Kundalini Serpent, which he reluctantly did.

Zacek managed to succeed in his mission, and became a full-fledged Kundalini warrior.

* " Radola Gajda of Czechoslovakia " by Joseph F. Zacek in East Central European War Leaders: Civilian and Military edited by Bela K. Kiraly ( Columbia University Press, 1988, ISBN 0-88033-140-2 )

In the middle of the attack, four giant robots programmed by Zacek to activate in case of peril suddenly burst into action, attacking Asura's soldiers and ships and wreaking havoc in the invading army.

Zacek was unable to help his brother, because the heavy slab of stone that guarded the serpent's chamber entrance slammed shut in that precise moment, trapping him in there.

The story starts millions of years ago, in a very distant place in the universe — Planet Zuyua — where Zacek lived peacefully as the youngest of two heirs to the Zuyuan throne.

* Zacek, Joseph.

`` If Blue Throat has his way he'll keep us all cooped up in here for days '', he said.

Labor relations have been transformed, income security has become a standardized feature of political platforms, and all the many facets of the American version of the welfare state have become part of the conventional wisdom.

Lucretius has remarked: `` The reason why all Mortals are so gripped by fear is that they see all sorts of things happening in the earth and sky with no discernable cause, and these they attribute to the will of God ''.

We have staved off a war and, since our behavior has involved all these elements, we can only keep adding to our ritual without daring to abandon any part of it, since we have not the slightest notion which parts are effective.

The breakdown of classical structures of meaning in all realms of western culture has given rise to several generations of artists who have documented the disintegrative processes.

A dear, respected friend of mine, who like myself grew up in the South and has spent many years in New England, said to me not long ago: `` I can't forgive New England for rejecting all complicity ''.

But while the corporation has all the disadvantages of the socialist form of organization ( so cumbersome it cannot constructively do much of anything not compatible with its need to perpetuate itself and maintain its status quo ), unluckily it does not have the desirable aspect of socialism, the motivation to operate for the benefit of society as a whole.

Of all forms of being, society, or community, has the greatest element of determinability.

Within the individual the reaction has been called various names, all, however, pointing to the same basic experience.

The novelist who has been badly baptized in psychoanalysis often gives us the impression that since all men must have an Oedipus complex all men must have the same faces.

But a writer who has a taste for irony and who sees incest in all its modern dimensions can let his imagination work on the disturbing joke in the incest myth, the joke that strikes right at the center of man's humanness.

And, after all, he has lived comfortably at both Oxford, Mississippi, and Charlottesville, Virginia.

This is the good kind of sophistication, and with all our problems and crises this kind of sophistication has flowered in the United States during recent years.

Through all these years, Mrs. Sandburg has pointedly avoided the limelight.

She has rarely been photographed with him and, except for Carl's seventy-fifth anniversary celebration in Chicago in 1953, she has not attended the dozens of banquets, functions, public appearances, and dinners honoring him -- all of this upon her insistence.

He has felt terrible about all this.

His birth, education, and fortune, he says, have all been ridiculed simply because he has spoken with the freedom of an Englishman, and he assures the reader that `` whoever talks with me, is speaking to a Gentleman born ''.

What has it all come to??

His neighbors celebrated his return, even if it was only temporary, and Morgan was especially gratified by the quaint expression of an elderly friend, Isaac Lane, who told him, `` A man that has so often left all that is dear to him, as thou hast, to serve thy country, must create a sympathetic feeling in every patriotic heart ''.

In fact, modern scholarly opinion in the main has not retreated all the way back to the destructive scepticism of the first half of the nineteenth century.

Mortality is the pacing of a brief and dangerous watch, and to all sentinels, whether at Elsinore or on the battlements at Mycenae, the coming of dawn has its breath of miracle.

and among works of dystopian science fiction, not all provide intelligent criticism and very few have much merit as literature -- but then real quality has always been scarce in science fiction.