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A Love Story? Well No, Not Really…

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Jeff and Cheryl Seagraves are man and wife and each other’s very best friends.

He refers to her eyes as “enchanting emeralds” and says that she’s “the best girl ever.” He tells her that he loves her more than “all the rock salt in Siberia.”

To say that her love for him is powerful would be an understatement. She doesn’t think that she could have kicked her addiction to alcohol without his kind and patient encouragement. She’s a devoted wife who believes she’d a train-wreck without him. He’s strong, but despite her belief that she’d fall apart without him it may be Cheryl who is possessed of the greatest strength.

He frets over her physical health while she’s concerned about where he’s at mentally. Remaining from his past are the scars of spiritual and mental abuse, while her past abuses were more physical. Indeed, they worry for each other and they pray for deliverance from past torments that linger into their present life like soul-sucking leeches that can’t be plucked from their flesh.

Together they’ve suffered the loss of a baby moments after birth. They’ve endured the collapse of a business that was the realization of the American Dream of gainful self-employment. Now, they work dead-end retail jobs and struggle to keep a beaten-up Toyota running and pay a nominal rent.

They don’t believe in Republicans, Democrats, and political saviors. They buy little of what the corporate mainstream news media sells them as they know that the message is massaged to fit an agenda. They share a faith in Jesus that is constantly tested but remains rock-solid, tried, and true. Jeff and Cheryl are awake and aware while seemingly most Americans live in a distracted slumber. They watch the world and transpiring events through the alternative news media, YouTube, and Twitter and seek God’s discernment as they try to separate fact from sensationalism. They know America is in peril and they do what they can to prepare for the collapse. They know that something potentially-cataclysmic is coming.

Indeed, they’ve shared and suffered together and their bond is like rust-resistant, zinc-plated tow chain. Wouldn’t it be tragic if something separated them?

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Survival In a Collapsing America – The Sleepwalkers and Eyes Pried Open

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The 2016 U.S. election period has engulfed us and become part of the ongoing distraction process.  In its wake, will there be renewed hope for America’s future, or more business as usual?  No matter your political affiliation, do you expect significant change, or is the nation on a collision course that will not be altered?  Would it be a far-fetched notion to consider that despite a monumental Republican victory, that no American politicians of any political stripe are in control; that their arms, legs, and jaws are attached to metaphorical strings being manipulated by literal puppet-masters? Are their brains cogitating on what is best for America’s prosperity, security, sovereignty, and survival, or is there another plan?  Do millions of citizens even know or care, or with indifference do they mutter “cool, yo” and “all good, bruh” and “whatever” as they stare at the displays on their smartphones?

Will there even be a 2016 presidential election?  Do I appear to be a crazy conspiracy-theorist?

My fiction book The Sleepwalkers and its sequel Eyes Pried Open portray an America in what could be the most perilous time in her history.  Now, I must state that I am a follower of Christ; however I don’t feel in my spirit that He has gifted me with the prophetic.  Still, this two-part fictional tale lays out a possible scenario that is based on what I see escalating in the nation and the world today.  This is a dangerous time in which we live. We’re surrounded by enemies without and infiltrated by those within.  The enemies without have significant sway over the enemies within who are in positions of wealth, status, and power.  The Book of Revelation alludes to a one world religion and government made up of ten kingdoms run by the Anti-Christ and his “beast” system. Certainly the U.S. wouldn’t be left free-standing, all-sovereign, and exempt from this rule.  In this book series, I fictionalize events that lead to what could be the end of the nation as we know it.

I must warn readers that this series contains a sprinkling of strong language as characters speak and act realistically.  We’re miles and generations from Walton’s Mountain and don’t reside in little house on a prairie. Still, there is one merciful hope and we can run the race and finish it with grace.

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“I am the Spirit that pervades” End-Times Fiction

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There is a telephone conversation between three world leaders that takes place in my novel The Sleepwalkers.  The primary topic of their chat is how to deal with two pressing issues: America and Israel.  Without giving away too much, I’ll say that these three leaders view the two aforementioned nations as thorns in their sides that need to be extracted.  Their are nefarious plans being tossed back and forth, and before a final solution can be drawn up, a fourth party enters the phone conversation – a party who was not invited to take part in the conference call.  Of course, the three dignitaries are confused as to who it is that’s crashed their friendly conversation and how it was that he was able to get access to their secure line.  The fourth party has a deal for each of the dignitaries, and the upside should they accept is that their goals of resolving the American and Israeli issues would be easily met.  But, should they decline to accept the deals, some significant and shall we say “long-lasting” problems may occur.

He who hi-jacks that call is referred to as the “Voice.”  He knows more about the three dignitaries than they feel comfortable with, and he might use his knowledge to coerce them into accepting his offers.  He’s intimidating and threatening and knocks the three powerful figures back on their proverbial heels.  But, he could be a tremendous help, and it’s likely that where these three are concerned he’s been influencing them and those in the “Cabal” all along.  What follows is the final statement from the Voice before he terminates the call:

The Voice: “I am the Baal of Cabal. I am the illumination of what they call Illuminati. I am the plagues and the pestilences. I am lust, perversion, addiction, delusion, anxiety, depression, poverty, hunger, and fear. I am greed and malice. I am the spirit that pervades, I’m Cancer and I am AIDS. Now, as I said at the beginning of this delightful little chat, I could continue to spout my credentials but I am short on time. In summary gentlemen, if you succeed you will be exalted as part of the new class of rulers over a glorious new kingdom. But, if you fail me, I am eternal misery from which you will receive no pardon.”

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“Mommy, I didn’t go for the kill shot. I just got him in the leg”

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What follows is an excerpt from Eyes Pried Open, the sequel to my novel The Sleepwalkers.  It involves a tense exchange between Cheryl Seagraves and precocious five-year old Elaine Brown, who has become Cheryl’s daughter by default for want of a better term.  The scene plays out during a perilous time in America’s history – or could it be in the nation’s immediate future?  I hope you enjoy the read.  The Sleepwalkers and Eyes Pried Open are available in Amazon Kindle and paperback here.  (c) 2014 all rights reserved.



Despite her clouded vision, she could tell it was Elaine who was rising from a seated position and then standing in the snow between the fire pit and the street. More disconcertingly, the hump that had staggered away and now writhed in the street was a man.

She was tipsy, undernourished, lacked sufficient sleep, and stressed to the edge of collapse, but her body proved a reliable friend that would not fail as she sprinted with the speed that used to provide her escape from the abusive drunken father that would chase her for her “corrective beating.” “Elaine! Elaine!” she screamed, and within thirty seconds she was stomping through the wet snow of the front yard. Cheryl struggled to speak and breathe in concert, but Elaine connected the dots as she exclaimed “he tried to steal from us and I used the gun that was Jeff’s! I shot the guy and it knocked me over on my butt!”

There was a trail of blood splatters across the snow that led to where “the guy” had momentarily lay in the street before his own adrenaline got him on his feet and he hobbled screaming toward the former Police station – but no help would be found. And if anyone else heard his shrieks of pain, they didn’t respond if they were even in a position to, which was questionable.

“Mommy, I didn’t go for the kill shot. I just got him in the leg I think. I’ll bet I taught him a good lesson!” Elaine gushed in excitement fueled by her own adrenaline.

“Elaine, give me the gun! No, point it sideways first!” Cheryl commanded as she snatched the Ruger from the child who stood proudly with the back of her legs and the seat of her pants mottled with snow. Elaine’s satisfied look of “job well done” quickly morphed into a frown as Cheryl panted “I told you not to touch the guns!”

Elaine’s pink cheeks flushed red and tears formed steaming pools on them as she answered “you weren’t here and he tried to take our stuff. I was looking in the house when I woke up and you were gone. He was knocking and I opened the door ‘cuz I thought Jeff came home ‘cuz it sounded loud like a man knock. I unlocked the door, and then I opened it, and he was an army man who talked like Arnold Shorts ‘n legger…”

“Arnold Schwarzenegger?” Cheryl interrupted; not knowing if she should laugh and likewise not certain that the explanation was plausible.

“Yes, mommy, he had army clothes on and he said that he needed some of our food and that if I didn’t give it to him the united navies would come…”

“United Nations?” Cheryl again interrupted, and there was something in the earnestness of the child’s explanation that was starting to be convincing.

“Yes, the United Nations” Elaine replied.


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Isis, Crisis, and Red Stripe Cards?

In my previous post is six promo ads for my End-Times fiction novel The Sleepwalkers and the newly-released sequel Eyes Pried Open.  Just for kicks I’ve added everything else that I’ve created for the series up to this point – but I’m sure there will be more.  These and the other six promos are used on Twitter to promote the books.  When clicked on, most are 800 pixels wide and 400 pixels high, but a few of the initial ones that I created are larger; having just recently determined by trial and error that the 800 x 400 seems to be the perfect size for Twitter.

Again, it’s shameless self-promotion I confess.  Still, I hope you find them intriguing, and if you’d like to see the others check out my previous post here.  And, I would be remiss if I didn’t include a link to get The Sleepwalkers and Eyes Pried Open in Amazon Kindle and paperback here.

Thanks for reading, and God bless you.

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“Pictures Speak a Thousand Words” someone once said…

Certainly, some shameless self-promotion here, I confess.  I’m no graphic designer, nor have I ever played one on television.  But, I do enjoy creating promo ads for my books and posting some here may be a better alternative than letting them sink in the Pinterest sea.

The Sleepwalkers and its newly-released sequel Eyes Pried Open is an End-Times, apocalyptic series portraying a possible scenario for America and how some ordinary folks attempt to survive while their faith is tested.  Certainly, the acronyms SHTF and TEOTWAWKI apply, but it’s my hope that readers will draw something encouraging and inspiring from the tale as well.  And even though the subject matter is foreboding and may serve as a commentary on secular American culture as the nation truly is in physical and spiritual peril, readers may even find a laugh or two as well.

Of course, the Kindle and paperback versions can be found here.

And now, six of the aforementioned images:

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Darkness then Transformation

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His YouTube videos were posted on what was called The Black Mask Channel – and while that title was as apt as it was direct, his messages could be best described as cryptic.  He donned a black ski mask and long-sleeved t-shirt of the same hue and it appeared that he was concerned about concealing his identity while hoping to reach thousands if not millions.

Indeed, he was hiding in plain sight while admitting that he had some manner of connection to those in the know, but for his own safety he couldn’t reveal who “they” were.  And was it possible that he had more than just connections – that in fact he was one of “them”?

He described U.S., Russian, and Chinese military buildups near Syria and then informed viewers what would result.  He announced parliamentary and congressional vote counts on military action hours before they were taken, and the results were to the digit exactly as he predicted.  He warned not to be so busy watching the left hand that you didn’t see what the right hand was doing as it was all a puppet show staged by The Powers That Be.

He was accused of being a member of the Cabal – the Illuminati – one of those “powers” that be.

This man in the black ski mask was subtle and discreet – “cryptic” if you will.  But his warning for America was direct, and it was that a darkness was coming.  While most in the nation were distracted and pacified, those who were awake and aware could ponder what this “darkness” was and through the sum total of all of his messages they might narrow down the possibilities and conclude that it was as much supernatural and spiritual as it was physical.  Those who were awake and aware would not be taken by surprise, but they to had to remain focused as there was a deliberate effort to distract them as well.  As the Bible warns, even some of the “elect” would be deceived.

Darkness – then transformation…

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