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From her sanctuary in the Canadian Science Centre high in the Yukon, Heidi is faced with two apparently separate mysteries. The world is in upheaval, tectonic plates are shifting, planets are realigning. And then there is the Enigma that holds the key to the higher affinity of the universe.
Today there is talk of a manned journey to Mars. If you want to be ahead of our time, read The Enigma. It will place you ahead NASA and the rest of the world. There is a line between physics and metaphysics that is hard to discern. Heidi, the heroin of the Enigma of the Second Coming, crosses it with the confidence of an experienced traveler. My friends called the book an unforgettable trek. I'd love to hear what you think.
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Stan I.S Law
While the Enigma belongs in the Vision/Metaphysical category, elsewhere it is also listed under Speculative Fiction. In the absence of such, I shall list it in the Science Fiction, which covers a broad spectrum of subjects explored in this book.
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Some recent 5 STAR Reviews on Smashwords:
One can but wonder where physics end and metaphysics begin. With scientists talking about multi-universes, and about at least eleven dimensions defining our reality, frankly, I find everything Stan Law writes more and more believable. Certainly no less so than theoretical physics. At the very least, I can keep hoping that he is right! [Marvin D. Clark on Sept. 03, 2011]
I think I’d like to fly to the moon, and dine in a crystal dome. Then dance by the Earthlight. And then fly into a realm as strange as the universe that surrounds us to which only Heidi seems to have access. I’m sure Heidi would take me along… talk of being romantic…
What a story! [Anetta Bach, on Aug. 31, 2011]
I must say that I never imagined the Second Coming to take place in the manner suggested by this extraordinary novel. When I thought of it, I always went back to the past, forgetting that the Old Masters have earned their immortality. Here, the folly of mine, of Homo sapiens, is exposed. It appears that we did not pass the test; did not use the talents given to us.
As always, Stan Law gives us a book with something think about. To solve the Enigma of our lives. [B. Czytelnik, Aug. 28, 2011]
While the book unfolds into a novel that is definitely science fiction, it can stand its ground as literature, as a romance, as a psychological study of a girl who lost both her parents, yet, through means of her own, seems to rediscover them both on Earth as well as in heaven. A strange, haunting book that will leave you wondering about the reality we live in. [P. Johnson, on Aug. 2011]
0 MINUS 30: A Near Miss.
Chapter 1, excerpts.
It didn't really start with the Enigma. The errant asteroid came before it. There were also those sporadic meteor showers that started a minor panic at the Moon Base that our friends from NASA had been attempting to build but that came even later. There were also those earthquakes that didn't quake, inundations that submerged some lands only to expose others, and a number of other events that didn't make much sense. Scientific sense, that is. They were things that defied logic. That belonged in Hollywood tabloids.
Then came the viral diseases more like plagues really. It was as though Nature had taken over and decided to run things her own way, relegating man to the role of a dumfounded spectator, powerless and basically unprepared. But what really upset John Hydon was that I, his own little Hey, wasn't disturbed by any of this. Ever. Or so it seemed to him. Even JJ found his own escape from the mounting dilemmas. Only John Hydon, Ph.D., the man others referred to as The Brain, seemed progressively more lost with each day.
"Even now I just don't understand it," my father muttered to himself. I remember: he was looking out through the triangular latticework of aluminum tubes that kept us alive. The view was breathtaking. But all that came later. Many years later.
That's as close as I remember it from my dreams. The rest is conjecture. Mostly derived from talking to about two thousand people. Sometimes I can't be sure. Lately I seem to be losing the distinction between what is real and what isn't. Did it all really happen? I strongly suspect that all things are real. All events, all feelings, ideas, whatever we perceive as such. Even dreams. Isn't the Universe infinite? Maybe there's no limit to the versions of reality.
Occasionally, my perception of reality takes off on a tangent. I don't seem to have too much control over it. Never did. You'll just have to bear with me.
But now we really are well ahead of the story. We would better take a deep, a really deep breath, and start at the beginning. Some thirty years ago. About the time I was born.