MY ROCK OF FORTITUDE

By Lord Rachilles de Levon

My Rock of Fortitude: A 21st Century Spiritual Epic of Jesus Christ's Miraculous Second Resurrection The eerie desert's silence suddenly erupts heavy winds, thunder and lightning--like a message sent from God almighty, the meta-physical encounters of what Moses and Jesus witnessed during their desert treks--highlighting the events that ended My life months ago, in Death Valley's summer of 1984. Slowly my thoughts scroll the past, focusing on those mystics of that resurrection...The camouflaged terrain of rolling hills suddenly opened into a wide ravine. He panicked and locked the brakes on both wheels. But it was too late...His grogginess struggled to walk a straight line to a shaded mesquite bush; the wind howling through its seductive, wide spread limbs drew him in like an enchanted siren...Helpless and all alone, Rach noticed everything was receding--in slow motion--as though time had been altered. His numb, broken body felt like it was melting into the earth. No longer did he feel the sun's scorching heat. Gradually he undressed, all the way down to nakedness, moving a few feet at a time, leaving his riding gear scattered all around.Something powerful from beyond my senses--as though God's own invisible, huge hand was gently scooping up my body and gracefully embracing me, giving me strength, an enormous burst of energy shot through me and...Was it my imagination, or the deep state of shock's delusional dominance that would cripple and comatose most victims experiencing such a horrific accident, envisioning the circumference of bright light, shinning down upon me, and all around me and...Beyond the congregation, with the zodiac's constellations and Milky Way star clusters in the background, on a fluffy white cloud, perched a golden temple similar to that of King Solomon's legendary dynasty. A huge star-gate, mounted at the entrance of the temple, rang like a...Suddenly--as I tremble, thirsting my scorched throat, feeling a horrible pain in my chest, side and back, the worst imaginable heart attack, or as though all of my ribs were cracked, as my elbow ached far beyond tolerance, and my mind... I paused after a few cautious steps forward, staring at the distant twinkling lights below, a haven dancing on the horizon's warm air--beckoning for me to come, to be saved, with more appeal than a Saharan oasis' dreamy wet spell.The recent witness of blood on my side recaptured my immediate attention, and fear, upon the wet sensation running down my bare arm and leg. Again, the strange compulsion of which I'd never before experienced overrode my thoughts and freewill. Like some brainless android machine, consumed by its own programmed software, to obediently follow its commands, regretfully I quickly turned around, facing towards a steep and rugged hillside, and proceeded to climb its jagged, 30-foot high cluster of skin-scrapping granite rocks and loose stone shell to the top... where I left a trail of blood.A few days later, a team of specialists, including Rach's surgeon, gathered in the recovery room, amazed that he was alive. Rach's chances for survival, even without being lost in the desert--stranded, and having to walk miles back to camp--were extraordinarily slim and...

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 1796771112
• ISBN13: 9781796771114
• Release Date: February 2019
• Publisher: Independently published
• Length: 111 Pages
• Weight: 0.49 lbs.
• Dimensions: 9.0" x 0.3" x 6.0"