CHAPTER ONE

 

Seven am, local time, 

road northern of Tucson, Arizona 

 

PILOTE 

Magnificently full moon stormy rainy night in a scorching barren desert. His dark garment is torn to the right side of his shoulder, bold burn and bruises bold head professionally cut beard, and seems in his thirties. Covering in nothing in burning marks noir ashes on his face with his hands. He roared furiously as a legion of dark flies came out of his mouth, the moment he turned to grimaced in my direction. I woke up in shock at the sound of the roaring sound passing airplane.

Unless I opened my Holy Bible in Isaiah 14:13 as I watched the early morning coming luminous after I was led by God's Spirit and read. 

“["13 For thou hast said in thine heart, I will ascend into heaven, I will exalt my throne above the stars of God: I will sit also upon the mount of the congregation, in the sides of the north: 14 I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will be like the 'most High."]” I smiled joyfully.  

Impressum

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 25.04.2022

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[Luke 11:26- “Then goeth he, and taketh to him seven other spirits more wicked than himself; and they enter in, and dwell there: and the last state of that man is worse than the first.”]