In the Jungle, life cries out, but who will hear? Who is able to deliver back those which have fallen from Heaven?
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The unknown comes out of nowhere, plummeting the Space Shuttle Genesis into a tailspin that causes it to become lost on the radar screen at Houston!
Somewhere within the jungle, the astronauts had been converted captive to the remote isolation that lies contained inside the most diabolical of cloning experiments the devil in man would ever conjure! Truly the heart and mind of man is above all deceit and malicious talent!
From the beginning the jungle begins to expand itself into the crevices of man’s reality! Fear grips the soul as the crew of the Genesis is thrust into a cataclysmic explosion of sinful transgressions! The demons are loosed!
There is an unknown world of impossible dreams that sometimes come true. These are the dreams that so often turn into nightmares!
Each Dawn I Die!
I remember the time when the spirit in me was dying. An era when all hope was gleaned. Tossed in a jungle of grief, I had to face the desert within. Despair had taken its toll on me as I walked through the valley of the shadow of death, being taken down out of the heights above the Earth; like lightning, I had fallen unto the ground, entangled in a sea of confusion.
Having fallen, I searched the skies for redemption, only to find the darkness that had entered into my soul. I had become adrift in the waters of a flood, entangled in a web of deceit.
But as dark as it was, I still realized the fact that I was in the world without hope, without Christ, and without God… I was doomed! I had fallen from grace, from the light of the skies above, and even though I reached frantically to return, the stairway was not mine to rebuild.
So many times had I left Egypt, only to return again. But this time the fall was far too great! Life had swallowed me up! But it was all in my mind. Everything starts in the mind, all in my thoughts, until I heard the voice within saying, “Come, follow Me…”
I began to hear the secrets, even while in the darkness of the void within my soul. Twelve was the number, the spiritually completed foundations in me. I began to follow.
Only those who had been chosen would understand when Jesus called Simon Peter, God was calling man to hear.
So I heard the Lord call for me to follow Him, and in doing so, the favor of God came upon my life. God had captured me.
My will and favor were both given to me by God. This sealed the capturing of my soul and my love for this newly possessed power that had been discovered. An accumulation of wealth was in the grace of the Lord that constructed a covenant between God above and me, as man, below, so that where the Lord was, I would be also. My will followed the leadership of the Spirit of God when this covenant was constructed.
Centered in my heart was the ability to hear the instructions of the work of that which the Lord had placed upon me. But I fell to my own pride and desire. I began to exterminate myself in slow death. Each dawn that I awoke became considerably darker to the essence of the True Light, the Light which lights every man that comes into the world. I was drifting, drifting into a faraway land. Even though I tried with all of my might to reverse the condition, all my soul could hear was the…