Throughout the sands of time, the ever-present battle of good and evil pushes humanity to the precipice. The author takes one on a mystic journey, blurring the line of time between past, present, and future, to unveil one of life's oldest questions in this grand battle of darkness and light...Why Am I Here?
May the answer be found in THE LIGHT YOU SEEK.
Signed copy upon request.
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Prologue
Ancient Days
For some these pages will bleed the Truth, for others they will just bleed…
The year was one I could not tell; not because I had been sworn to secrecy, but some things were kept buried…out of reach. Just imagine a time when water turned to wine and mystic tales were spun on the wind, though never committed to ink and spine.
Somewhere in the vastness of the Persian Empire, a cloud of darkness approached. This ground swell of doom arose with the western wind, and brought chaos along with it. It was a time of destruction for the empire, and upheaval of its social order. These conquerors held worldly gain and supremacy above All. Their cunning annihilation of ancient wisdom was their first execution.
This insatiable power drove the most pious of families into exile. The initiated, who carefully guarded the fragments of luminous wisdom entrusted to them, rode away on the desert wind. Deep into hiding they went; behind great walls of sand and stone, into the darkest of caverns. With them, followed the noble traditions and practices which ensured humanity’s enlightenment and evolution…up until now.
Throughout the sands of time, the ever-present battle of good and evil pushes humanity to the precipice. The author takes one on a mystic journey, blurring the line of time between past, present, and future, to unveil one of life's oldest questions in this grand battle of darkness and light...Why Am I Here?
May the answer be found in THE LIGHT YOU SEEK.
Signed copy upon request.
READ AN EXCEPT:
Prologue
Ancient Days
For some these pages will bleed the Truth, for others they will just bleed…
The year was one I could not tell; not because I had been sworn to secrecy, but some things were kept buried…out of reach. Just imagine a time when water turned to wine and mystic tales were spun on the wind, though never committed to ink and spine.
Somewhere in the vastness of the Persian Empire, a cloud of darkness approached. This ground swell of doom arose with the western wind, and brought chaos along with it. It was a time of destruction for the empire, and upheaval of its social order. These conquerors held worldly gain and supremacy above All. Their cunning annihilation of ancient wisdom was their first execution.
This insatiable power drove the most pious of families into exile. The initiated, who carefully guarded the fragments of luminous wisdom entrusted to them, rode away on the desert wind. Deep into hiding they went; behind great walls of sand and stone, into the darkest of caverns. With them, followed the noble traditions and practices which ensured humanity’s enlightenment and evolution…up until now.
