Chains of bondage

To my dearest and most secret readers,

     How long has it been since I’ve written to you last?  It seems like a lifetime ago.  For time does not pass quickly when you are wrestling with the chains of bondage.  And that is exactly where I have been, tied up in my own web of faults and feelings that have trapped me and taken me away from what I should have been doing.  Life comes full of distractions.  Some of them come from the deceiver.  It is a reality that Satan attacks that which brings God’s children closer to Him.  Sadly much of it comes from our own flawed natures as well.

     Throughout life we have many opportunities to turn away from God.  Some sins are small and it is easy to redirect ourselves back.  But small sins can lead to bigger ones and the scars of such actions are much more difficult to overcome.  God will always forgive us for our trespasses in a most perfect way.  He has no need for the memory of what has been wiped clean.  But all too often the damage we do to ourselves or the people we may have hurt along the way is not as easily released or repaired.  There are things that we hold on to, sometimes so deep down and hidden that we are not even consciously aware.  These are the chains that I speak of.

     I personally have spent much of my life running away from myself or hiding from the chains that hold me from becoming more of what God has planned for me.  Admittedly, I still have no idea what that might be, but a window has been opened in my heart and the fog that filled the room has been lifted.  I can see the chains again.  I guess that is a step in the right direction.  Perhaps it won’t be so very long before I write to you again…

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Petra



To my dearest and most secret readers,

     Hello again and thank you for your patience. I have been working on some very important things for Dr. Crawford as of late and I haven’t had time to write to you in a while. So as a reward for all your waiting, I want to talk with you about Petra, one of my favorite angels.

     While angels are typically beautiful creatures, this young woman is on a level of her own. Of course, I speak of Petra as a female for that is how she appears, but in reality angels are spiritual beings and are not really defined by their sex as we humans are. How they appear to us has more to do with our own personification of them, allowing us to relate to them better. Petra is Miranda Crawford’s guardian angel. The two of them share a strong bond with each other. Miranda has always been the most comfortable around our spiritual comrades and she considers Petra the closest thing she has to a girlfriend.

     Stereotypically we tend to assume that men are physically stronger than woman. This is not the case with Petra. There are not many angels that can go toe to toe with this warrior and demons grow uneasy at the very mention of her name. All angels wield a weapon, usually a sword, made up of their own spiritual energy. Petra carries two swords. The first is a long Katana sword and the second is a medium-sized Wakizashi blade. Both of the weapons are reminiscent of the ancient Samurai culture. While the Samurai can claim ancestry way back to the ninth century, angels have been around since before God created the earth, leading me to wonder who borrowed the weapon’s technology from whom. Although she does not speak of it, I get the sense that there is some connection between that culture and herself.

     Petra is a loyal soldier, having complete confidence in Justice, her commander. She is quite simple and single-minded in her thinking. It is a quality that can make her seem almost child-like at times, but her devotion to God and to her mission is never in question. After all, the name ‘Petra’ is derived from the word ‘rock’ and that is exactly what she is. I will write to you again soon…

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Fallen Angels

To my dearest and most secret readers,

     In the hierarchy of demons, fallen angels are at the top of the food chain.  Once angels themselves, they were shown God’s plan for the human race and given the opportunity to choose if they would follow.  Unlike ourselves, who are constantly asked to make our choices to follow or fall astray, angels were given this one chance to decide for all time.  Those who refused were cast out of heaven in the first great spiritual war.

     The leader of this revolt was Lucifer himself and he was thrown into hell along with all of his followers.  These fallen angels are the generals of the underworld.  They fight to steal as many human souls away from God as they can because they are jealous of his love for them.

     Fallen Angels are not as gangly and decrepit as many of the lower demons that they lord over, but their appearance has been twisted from its original form.  Their beautiful and powerful wings have become more bat-like as their feathers have been mutated into membrane.  Although their bodies remain more humanoid, their skin has taken on the scaliness of snakes and their nails have become claws.  Even their feet have been transformed into those of a beast.  While their deformities vary, they can no longer be mistaken as holy in any way.

     As I have said before, they are the lords of all the other demons below them and they are cruel leaders at that.  I would venture to say that the lives of those they command are barely more tolerable than those of the souls they ensnare.  They are by far the most formidable of their demonic kind and much of their strength lies in treachery, but their greatest weakness falls in their selfishness and lack of team work.  I will write to you again soon…

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Dr. Noah Crawford

To my dearest and most secret readers,

     I hope this letter finds you all having as busy a summer as I have. If you are already a follower of this blog or are familiar with the story of Fighting with Angels then you have read about “The Great Dr. Noah Crawford” and his role in the war between the angels of heaven and the demons of hell. If this is your first visit then I will start at the beginning.

     Dr. Crawford is a scientist, vastly ahead of his time. After an impressive career with NASA he moved on to found I.D.E.A. Industries (Independent Direction of Ethical Advancements). The company leads the way in robotics and an almost unlimited spectrum of new technologies. It is the kind of work that is only speculated upon except for the fact that they’re doing it right now.

     Not long ago the man began exploring different avenues in an effort to come up with a new energy source for the planet. What he discovered instead was a gateway into the spiritual realm. While many other scientists seem to be hell-bent on explaining away the existence of God, Crawford never really gave it much thought. Rather, he remained indifferent, placing more emphasis on the practicality of moving forward with his ideas. After stumbling across what he later named ‘blue’ and ‘yellow energy’ he was forced to acknowledge the presence of a spiritual world. Logically speaking, if angels and demons exist then so must God and the Devil as well.

     God makes his presence known to different people in many different ways and this was truly an eye opener for the man. I have spoken with Dr. Crawford on several occasions and he assures me that the battle is still on going, but always encourages me to keep the faith. “God is good,” he always reminds me, “and he shepherds us through the darkest hours.”

     The scientist is a husband to his wife, Semira and father to his daughter, Miranda, who inherited all and more of his own genius. I believe I’ve written a letter about the young girl already. As I have been forced into hiding myself, I don’t feel that it would be right of me to divulge where they reside, but they are happy and a much closer family for their experiences. I will write to you again soon…

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Begrudged but Faithful Servant

To my dearest and most faithful readers,

     Hello again or welcome if you are a new reader.  If you are familiar with Fighting with Angels then you already know all about Lars.  He is easily one of the most talented and powerful of God’s angels.  He is also one of the most stubborn and begrudged of his kind.  To understand this you must first understand the choice that was laid before all angels.

     Before God created man He disclosed his plan for them to all of the angels of heaven.  Lucifer, who was the most fair of all the angels, refused to accept that Jesus was to be born of a human woman and become man himself.  He rejected God’s plan and became the first Fallen Angel.   From there he began to recruit as many angels to his cause as he could.

     Thus entered Lars into the picture.  Lars came the closest of all the angels in heaven to leaving the Kingdom of God, but still remain.  Rather than join so many of his brethren, he chose to trust in God’s plan and stay on the side of love, but it was a love of God, not man, that swayed his decision.

     Among the many differences between men and the angels that protect them is their choice.  While humans are in a constant state of flux on their walk with God, angels made their choice one time for all time and are bound by it.  Lars made his choice and has trudged forward ever since, quietly holding his disdain in check for the ‘assignments’ he has been charged to protect.  At least he used to be quiet.  Most of the time man cannot see angels, unless they appear to them, and Lars has always preferred to keep it that way.  But when a group of scientists discovered a way into the spiritual world all of that changed, including the angel’s silence about his feelings.

     Lars is completely loyal to the choice that he made and I am comforted by the knowledge that he is on our side, but from what I’ve been told, he isn’t exactly the life of the party when he is in the company of what he considers to be ‘lesser beings’.  I will write to you again soon…

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Novel excerpt

To my dearest and most secret readers,

     This week I wanted to share with you an excerpt from the novel, Fighting with Angels, to give you an idea of how demons can have an influence on us…

     ___________________________________

Noah turned to leave, but was stopped short by Mr.

Thompson. “Oh, excuse me, Blane. I almost ran into you

there.”

     “Could you spare a moment, Dr. Crawford?”

     “Actually, I’m right in the middle of something. Do

you think we could make an appointment?”

     “I’d like to get back on board with the Cube project,

sir.”

     “But Blane, you’re head of the robotics division now.

Is there something wrong with your new promotion?”

     “Sticking me in an insignificant division on the second

floor is not what I call a promotion, Noah,” Blane

responded firmly.

     “Insignificant?” Noah protested. Not only was he not

accustomed to Blane referring to him by his first name,

but he also did not enjoy his assessment of his new position.

“Need I remind you that this entire company was

founded on robotics?” His voice was growing with displeasure.

“I’m showing you a tremendous amount of confidence

by appointing you to this level.”

     “Well, maybe you should give it to someone who

wants it then,” Blane blurted out in a raised voice. “I’ve

put in a lot of hours on the Cube project, and I want to be

here to see the fruits of our hard labor!”

     Work had come to a halt in the laboratory as everyone’s

attention had been drawn to the aggressive conversation.

Noah fought to remain composed, but he was enraged by

Blane’s lack of respect and appreciation.

     “Look, Blane. In short, your last position revealed a

certain deficiency in your ability to work on a team, and

the Cube project requires that we are all open to—”

     “Team,” Blane shouted. “You call that a team? That

was nothing short of a daycare assignment!”

     “Really?” Noah questioned. Blane was making it easier

for him to care less about the man’s feelings. “Then I

strongly question whom it was, exactly, that was doing the

babysitting!” he challenged.

     Blane moved forward and stiffened up. He was

inches from the doctor’s face, and veins were beginning

to show on his forehead as his face turned red, but he

didn’t respond. Instead, he turned and stomped out of the

laboratory.

     “The manner in which you handled this subject is

very disturbing to me, Blane,” Noah called after the man.

“I’ll expect to see you in my office tomorrow morning to

discuss your future with this company!”

     ___________________________________

High up in the rafters, from a very well hidden space, beady

little yellow glowing eyes looked on with great interest at

the confrontation taking place down on the floor. Krank

sensed an opportunity, but he was leery to risk crossing

the room with angels on patrol. Instead, he exited through

the ceiling and navigated his way safely through outside

walls, attempting to intercept the angry scientist before he

lost track of him in the compound.

     Krank poked his head out into a hallway in hopes

that he had picked the correct corridor, but there was no

sign of the man. He ducked back into the wall and made

another guess. Wrong again, and, beginning to panic, the

demon threw caution to the wind and ran up and down

the empty hallways hoping not to run into an angel on

the lookout. Pay dirt! Krank found the man just before he

stormed into his apartment, and he followed him inside.

     The man stormed over to the couch and grumpily

flopped down. He reached for the remote and began to

surf through the channels. Krank moved quickly. He did

not want the man’s anger to be dulled by the mesmerizing

television, so he slithered his way over to him and crawled

up the back of the couch.

     The demon whispered thoughts into the man’s ear.

“He’s trying to faze you out,” the monster whispered.

“He’ll take credit for all of your work as well! Without

your input, he probably wouldn’t even be where he is on

the project. He’s old, and he’s feeding off the ideas of his

employees! You should make him pay … ”

     ___________________________________

Blane brooded on his couch. He was clearly enraged as

he angrily hammered the channel button on his remote.

He barely paused long enough to recognize anything as

he riffled through the channels. He’s just trying to faze me

out, he thought. I wouldn’t be surprised if he tried to take

credit for my discoveries as well. Blane’s imagination began

to run with the idea. After all, where does he think he would

be on this project without my input? His eyes narrowed. The

old man’s just feeding off the ideas of his employees! Someone

should make him pay.

     An evil grin came across his face. He would be the

one to seek retribution. Dr. Noah Crawford must pay for

his transgressions, but first he would have to get back in

the man’s good graces while he developed his plan.

     ___________________________________

     Look for the novel on the website, at Amazon.com, or order it where ever books are sold.  I will write to you again soon…

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The Greed Beast

To my dearest and most secret readers,

     I will be the first to admit that the Greed Beast is not one of the reasons I retreated into hiding in order to deliver these messages to you.  There are a great many other forces working against me on a spiritual and psychological level that have driven me into the catacombs so that I might continue my work.  You’ll begin to understand just a few of them if you read Fighting with Angels.

     Rather, the Greed Beast is one of the ‘grunt-men’ of the Devil’s army in the spiritual realm.  It has no bearing on our world other than the fact that the source of their make up was created here.   Let me back up a moment and explain that idea.  A Greed Beast is not the kind of demon that already existed before God created man, the way that the Fallen Angels are.  They are instead, a creation of our own negative emotion and they get bigger and more numerous the more ‘greed’ enters the world.  Now, I have no way of knowing exactly how many of them there are and I surely haven’t been told the specifics of how our own greed gets translated into the spiritual world, but what I do know is that these monsters absorb it.

     They are huge masses of all the gook that our sin adds to them and as you can imagine from the very word ‘greed’, they can’t get enough.  Outwardly they appear to be made of clay or of tar or some other kind of gloppy substance and from their inception they are obese.  After that they only get bigger and bigger.  They will absorb anything and everything they can get their hands on, at least what they are permitted to by their masters.  Of course they grow in size as they consume their prey as the beast that pulled Lars into itself did.

     A Greed Beast is surprisingly agile for its size and appearance, but it is not incredibly smart.  An angel is a far more fierce opponent, but their superior talents are often challenged by the sheer numbers that often oppose them.  Perhaps a Greed Beast’s greatest talent is its resilience.  They are incredibly difficult to slay and most attacks that would prove fatal to smaller demons will only  inflict flesh wounds onto them. 

     Some might take a sick kind of pride (which is another human sin that can create a different kind of demon) from the knowledge that we have helped to create the very monsters that wage war against the guardians that have been put into place to protect us.  I prefer to pray for the strength to ward off the shame of my own weaknesses that aid in such travesties (Shame is another monster that I will have to dive into soon, but not in this letter).  I will write to you again soon…

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The Black Knight

 The Black Knight

To my dearest and most secret readers,

     When writing about the Black Knight, I am actually referring to two different topics.  Though they are both closely related, they are as different as an object is to a personality.  The object that is up for discussion is an energy suit.  When Dr. Crawford began to play around with the possibility that the blue energy he had discovered was not the new power source he was searching for, but perhaps a porthole into another dimension, it became glaringly obvious that the Cube encasing the energy was far too stationary.  He needed a way to make the energy more mobile so that he might explore his new theory in greater depths.  That was the birth of the Energy Suit experiment.  It became apparent quickly that his daughter Miranda had the most cutting edge ideas on the project.  Together they came up with a suit that could not only generate the energy, but could also respond to the pilot’s mental commands and move as if it were an extension of the body.

     The Rock suit was the first of their creations.  It was designed to project energy outwardly so that Miranda could move around and explore the discovered dimension.  The Black Knight suit was designed next and was intended for another pilot to accompany her as her bodyguard.  Ultimately they learned that what they had discovered was not another dimension, but a spiritual realm, in which they came into contact with both angels and demons.  You can read more about that discovery in Fighting with Angels.

     The personality I mentioned also goes by the name of Black Knight, but he is much more than just the suit of armor.  When Dr. Crawford realized that his fourteen-year-old daughter was the best choice to pilot the Rock suit because of her expertise with the technology, he immediately began seeking out the best candidate to protect her.  General Dominic Brachert had loads of military experience, but the suit’s ability to give him back the use of his legs was his main motivation to get involved on the project.  After regaining that freedom you couldn’t find a time that the general was not wearing the suit.  Thus it began to feel as if the ‘Black Knight’ were the person in the room and the general had been lost somewhere inside.

     After the first incident with some of the spiritual world’s less desirables the Black Knight demanded the development of some form of artillery to aid in their defense.  The knight himself wields a large battle-axe as his weapon of choice.  He is grumpy and opinionated, but he is unmatched in his skill, making him a formidable adversary.  I will write to you again soon… 

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Prodigy

 

To my dearest and most secret readers,

     I realize that my last few letters have been a little intense.  When having discussions pertaining to such topics as angels and their demonic adversaries who can help but feel somewhat overwhelmed?  The very idea can be daunting.  I thought it might be prudent to bring things down a notch, but at the same time talk about someone I find to be no less amazing.

     I’m sure that many of us can relate with the pressures of living up to a family member’s name.  Now imagine that your father is “The Great Dr. Noah Crawford”; world-renowned scientist and inventor.  Fortunately for Miranda she has inherited all and more of her parent’s genius.  If there were a gene pool for intelligence (and who knows, maybe there already is) the Crawford family would be on the list.  From a young age, Miranda has been home schooled by her mother, Semira Crawford, out of their apartment which branches off the hidden underground laboratories of I.D.E.A. Industries.  At fourteen years of age she is truly a child prodigy and has been learning advanced college level material since she was eleven.  Of course having the right teacher doesn’t hurt.  Her mother gave up her position as a science professor at a college in Florida after Miranda was born.

     When Miranda isn’t studying with her mother, she is getting her hands dirty in the lab.  It is here that she has the advantage of working with a level of technology we can only dream of.  At first she was content with watching and learning what the other scientists were working on.  That lasted all of a week before she was ‘politely’ sticking her nose into many of the projects.  The Cube project was where she accidentally made her big break through.  After that she was allowed to ‘help out’ on the Energy Suit experiment.  I use the word ‘help’ loosely because most of the ideas (at least the ones that worked) were hers.  She has created three suits of armor that almost magically carry their occupants into the spiritual world.

     You can add bravery to the list of Miranda’s attributes as she dons one of the suits herself and was the first to open a dialog with the angels after they were discovered.  Much to her mother’s dismay, she has become a member of the team that interacts with the spiritual realm.

     Miranda is a kind and curious young girl on the verge of becoming a young woman, but she is a bit socially inept.  How could she not be?  While there are almost always plenty of scientists around to interact with, Miranda has never been around children her own age.  It’s not that her parents don’t understand the importance of that kind of social development, but it gets harder and harder to find programs to involve your child in the farther north you go and the more secluded you get.  All in all, the girl has a bright future in store for her…If she lives that long.  I will write to you again soon… 

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Demons are real…

 

To my dearest and most secret readers,

     I’m going to start this letter with an apology right off the bat.  This is not a pleasant subject, but it is crucially important for you to understand that demons are real.  If this is the first time you have stumbled across one of my writings then I would suggest that you go back a few letters for a better understanding of why I am sharing this information with you.

     As I started to explain when I last wrote,  angels and demons can not control or force our actions, but they can have an influence on us in our lives.  With angels there is basically nothing to fear as our best interests are a top priority for them, but demons are opportunists.  They are clever and they are crafty and they strike at us when we are weakest.  It is amazing how a little bit of prompting can turn an uneasy feeling into a frenzied panic or anger into hatred.  Like their master they have learned to twist and distort the truth into a nest of lies.  But they are artful in their deception as well.  Rarely will their treachery be so blatant that it is completely obvious to us.  Rather they whisper to us with subtle temptation.  They bate us into following our less than perfect nature on a path away from God’s love and his plan for us.  If a demon is doing its job really well, we find ourselves too wrapped up in a web of petty distractions to notice what is going on.

     Please take note that I’m not talking about ‘possession’.  That happens far less than Hollywood would lead us to believe and a person really has to open some doors and invite that kind of thing in willingly.  Besides, the enemy can inflict far more damaging wounds using subtlety anyway.  Of course it doesn’t help that our society has a healthy obsession with the demonic.  The entertainment business makes billions of dollars exploiting the supernatural, under false pretenses, and that is precisely how the unholy are able to fly in under the radar and convince people that they don’t really exist.

     Another problem with demons is that there are so many different species to contend with.  There are the ‘Products of Sin’ such as Greed Beasts or Hate Goblins and even worse than these are the Fallen Angels.  The latter are the angels that said ‘no’ to God’s plan in a time when time was just beginning to exist.  Justice went into details about that choice in a private conversation with Joseph inside the Cube.  Some of you may remember that particular discussion from Fighting with Angels.

     I will elaborate on all of those species soon enough, but todays letter pays special attention to the Probis Reconous Demonis (that’s Latin for ‘royal pain in the butt demon’).  They are pictured above and of course I am joking about the name.  Actually there isn’t a specific name for the category of evil they fall under, but you can choose from any variation of ghoul, goblin, or gremlin if you like.  If I could, I would share with you their exact origins, but I can’t for the life of me get any kind of explanation on the subject. The only thing I can tell you for sure is that they are something other than Fallen Angels and slaves to them at that.  These guys are the worker bees of the hive and they are everywhere.

     As ugly as they are, they are no match for an angel in a one on one situation, but what they lack in individual merit they more than make up for in sheer numbers.  Some of them have wings while others are flightless.  If they are winged, they protrude from their backs like an angel’s do or they are connected directly to their underarms, but they are all bat-like in nature.  The creatures themselves are hunched over and gangly.  Whether they have pig snouts or beaks or any other sort of distorted faces, they are all sniveling and spiteful and they would just as soon stab the demon to their left in the back if  it wasn’t for fear that the one on the right would do the same to them.  As a side note, some demons do have horns, but you should get that cute little picture of the devil with a pitchfork out of your head because that’s just silly.

     I hope I have not made too light of these terrifying monsters in your mind.  While I no longer fear them because of our Lord’s promises to us, I do have a healthy respect for how dangerous they can be.  They are not to be trifled with.  The best advise I can give you is that demons hide in dark places so avoid them if you can.  No, I’m not talking about the crawl space underneath your stairs.  I am talking about the wicked and unholy places of our world and possibly in those obscure parts of us that we hide even from ourselves.  Those places provide sanctuary for demons and are their very playgrounds.  Pray for protection and you will receive it.  And stay alert, the dark places in our lives need to be identified if we are going to be freed from them.  I will write to you again soon…

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