Seductive Short Stories

A new edition to Broken Angels.  Unleash your inner desires.  Are you ready?
Begins 6/22

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"Never giving up and still pushing forward!"

 

RELEASE DATE: 2015

 

Shedding light and truth on the conspiracy theory of ANGELS

 

There are many beliefs about the existence of angels.  The study of angelology has become widespread among people who seek logical answers spiritually, religiously or just doubt them altogether.  Psychological studies compare the human to the supernatural force that has been sent to earth from heaven.  Scientific perspectives have been noted.  Whether or not someone is a non-believer, experiences and stories continue to be told.  At one time or another someone has heard the expression(s), “there are angels watching over you.”  Then there’s the person that has passed over that became an angel. “They are watching over a loved one. “   Only quoting a few, it still leaves an open end somewhere.  There is no explanation for something that humanly cannot be explained.  Truth is, angels are not supposed to be spirits yet spirits are supposedly around us.  Angels are godly and protect us in ways a spirit cannot.  That is, if spirits really exist.  Who is to say they do and who is to say they don’t?  Unless someone has experienced an actual encounter that has reasonable proof, everything remains mythical to some degree.  The main focus and question remains.  “Do angels exist?” 

            It wasn’t until my personal encounter with an angel until I realized there was something worth speculating.  Never being much of a bookworm, the very thought of spending hours in a library was unimaginable.  The internet could be resourceful but then again; you can’t believe everything you read on the web.  So the only thing to go off of was actuality.  Not someone else’s theory or hypothesis but my own reported findings and factual experience.  There is no difference of opinion and there is limited skepticism.  With no one to vouch for what is written, (but myself), there is hopes to open a new door to what exists in this world.  With such diverse outlooks, some people may never walk through that door.  But those who do take a step closer, may or may not have already found their reasons for believing.  Angels exist and angels are among us.

            Fast forwarding past the biblical aspects, there is a time-lined formation of this novel.  Instances that cannot be relatively explained.  Though I’ve tried to dissect everything possible.  From factuality and reality.  Pausing in my own footsteps, the truth was right in front of me.  “Those were my experience and mine alone.”  Beyond a reasonable doubt, there was enough evidence for me to surrender to.  From a child to an adult.  There it was.  My memories that I was cautious to share and only a chosen few were told.  My least of concerns was that no one would believe me.  It was the beauty of the experience that needed to be appreciated.  It is like trying to explain a dream that is only dreamt once with a deadline.  With the clock ticking away, every detail must be remembered as it was and as it happened.  A visual painting with words on a blank canvas.  It’s up to the artist to express the nature precisely.  As if the other person was right there beside me. 

            SEVEN ANGELS, is nothing scriptural although at times it did intervene with the bible.  It all about keeping it simple with complex visions.  It was a journey that took me to a place that was never previsioned.  Dreams are an understatement for what was allowed to be seen and literally touched.  An honorable mention of what exists outside our world.  Whether it be darkness or light.  There is something worth believing in.  There is something worth speaking of.  Until it happened to me, there was a part of me that didn’t even have a clue what existed.  There was a part of me that never believed.  Now that all has changed. 

NEVER BITE THE HAND THAT CREATED YOU

When the battle of Good vs. Evil continues often the perpetrator strikes with all force and all at once. That would be the evil doer. The one with the good heart (the good doer), will pull back their army of angels in hopes that all wrong doing of the evil one will be recognized (in hopes) the war will subside. Truth is, in most cases EVIL remains evil. Rarely does the black soul enlighten in love. Their blackened hearts focus in on one or more person(s). They are out to destroy, kill and tear apart anything they can. They are unhappy and lack a conscience. They blame the world for their misery. Pinpointing one person (the only person) they can. The strike at the worst opportune times with their minds set on destruction. After all, isn't that what evil is? Hurting, manipulating and ruining other people's lives? They laugh and they get high off their missions. They lie. They cheat and they will pull anyone down with them. But the good doer refuses to surrender. They will never sacrifice their wings and stoop to the evil person's level. They wait quietly in the darkness with little protection and await the next strike.  Eventually the evil doer will run out of ammo, deceitful intentions and the ability to rely on outside forces. They will end up standing alone. Whether it is in death or life, judgment day will find them. They can try to manipulate the fate they created but it will be too late. Chance after chance, they could have aborted their evil missions. They chose not to end it. So on their judgment day, they will be beheaded with no mercy. No remorse and no compassion. They showed none to their chosen victims in mind. They will burn forever more in a place they only had nightmares about. They tried to ruin someone else's dream and soon enough, their destiny will go up in flames and patiently wait for them. A burning eternity is their fate. They can't turn back and they can't apologize. It will be too late. They ignored their warnings so judgment day will ignore their cries for forgiveness. The winds of change will blow a different direction someday. The tables will turn and turn and turn. Never doubt an angel. Because the GOOD will always win even if they appear to have retreated. The evil doer can't run away from the hand of God. They will be found and dealt with OF course in a timely manner.  Now it's time to wait. 

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Miracles Happen...Just like that!

WHAT IF??????? THE TABLES SHIFTED????IT COULD HAPPEN TO ANYONE???
WHAT'S YOUR STORY?????


The pursuit of happiness.  It takes one moment, one second for someone’s life to completely change.  The ticket that reveals all the winning numbers.  The heart that has been trampled on by the cruelty of other people or perhaps just one single person.  So indecisive about how to settle the situation.  Where there is money, there is optimal options.  The enemy who devoured the poor for pennies will now have to face a sacrificial truth.  So quick to judge without knowing the story, but now the story knows them.  There is no crying in the end.  There will only be one winner and one winner only.  If everything up to this point has been a game, they will lose.  Now the time comes for the good hearted person to either have pity or go in for the kill.   Money doesn’t create happiness but it can create miracles.  Those who did not play the game fair, will suffer the consequences of their actions.  It’s an eye for an eye and all bets are in.  The numbers speak for themselves and now it is time to make things right.  Pennies are meant to be thrown into wishing wells and not taken from the innocent.  Now the wrong doer will wish they never followed through with their cruel and deliberate antics.  Miracles can’t be intervened with or taken away once they happen. 


Be kind to others because you just never know..


Broken Angels 2014

**KaRmA**

When all is quiet, then be afraid.  When you do people wrong, eventually it comes back around.  No one get's away with anything.  Be afraid.  Be very, very afraid. 

THE ART OF UGLY

THE ART OF UGLY

 

Many people claim to be a “good person.”  But truthfully, “What’s make a person a GOOD person?”  Over the years I’ve come across the most attractive people who lacked any inner beauty.  Not only were they arrogant and self-absorbed, but they were overall just MEAN!  Then I was given the pleasure to meet the “average looking person,” who didn’t turn heads when they walked into a room, but CHANGED lives.  They were kind, loving, giving and their inner beauty was flawless.   Over the course of life, it’s easy to determine someone by the way their personal appearance portrays them.  Perhaps they even go to church every Sunday and actively make cash contributions to charities.  But that doesn’t make them BEAUTIFUL on the inside.  Usually behind closed doors and behind brick walls, THESE false impersonators literally pretend to be loving and kind.  The honest person mistakes them for a person of good intentions and assumes they are not judging the less fortunate.  WHAT a façade.  What a theatrical performance some people can put on.  BRAVO!  But what the actor or actress lacks is not only a character of good nature, but a spirit of good life.  You can’t be hateful to someone one minute then expect to be this “mother Theresa” the next minute.  Being persistent in loving ways if far more valuable than a four thousand dollar face lift.  Anyone can get plastic surgery to look better on the outside but they can’t get a surgeon to restructure their heart.  Saying hurtful and horrible things to people to their face or even behind their back, paints a true picture.  THE ART OF UGLY is a self-portrait of a person and their true beauty.  It is the art of ugly that infuse people to pretend to be a beautiful work of art. When in reality, no artist could oversee their flaws, their hatred towards others and the ugliness of their soul.  The painting remains a black canvas……JUST like their blackened heart. 

 

Be kind to everyone because you never know their story.  Everyone has a story but some pretend and aren't even honest with themselves.

 

Broken Angels 2014

Never look back

LIFE is like an OCEAN.  Sometimes it is calm, sometimes it has crashing waves and sometimes it’s just in between.  It also helps me explain my experiences.  There was a time when the shore seemed too far in the distance to ever reach.  At one point, my life was in the midst of the most horrific storm known to the waters.  There in the middle of nowhere treading water, it was certain for sure that soon I would be pulled under only to drown.  But then there was a break in the weather.  The water became calm and I was still afloat.  Slowly I began to swim slowly toward the shore.  Still it seemed impossible to reach.  As the shore became more reachable, yet another storm would distract the ocean’s slumber causing me to stall and giving me less hope.  There were some days I refused to swim and even thought about going in the other direction.  But I persevered.  Soon, I had reached the shore.  It felt like an eternity.  It felt unreal.  But there I was with my feet planted firmly on the sand.  I looked behind me and glimpsed at the ocean that I swore would be my death.  Now that I had reached my destination on dry land, I realized that the storm didn’t last forever and the waves didn’t hold me back.  I see life as that ocean.  Sometimes the swim towards shore seems too far and out of reach.  But it’s learning to cope with the changing tide and understand that everyday will not be identical to the one before.  It’s going with the flow of the waves instead of fighting them.   It acceptance of the weather and never giving up hope no matter what because there are just some things we can’t control in life.  But I assure that once your feet are placed upon the sand, you will look behind at the struggle and realize you were stronger than assumed.  Everyone’s ocean is different but everyone has to swim to get ashore.  Even if someone floats off course, it’s never too late to search for dry land.  LIFE isn’t always what we want but at the end of the day, NEVER give up and never surrender to the storm.  Storms don’t last forever and eventually the sun will shine again.  Never Look Back........

 

Broken Angels 2014