End Times Story Update

I originally wanted to write a piece debunking the teaching that the Revelation 12 sign was going to occur on September 23, 2017; triggering the Rapture. Every time I attempted to get my thoughts together and jot them down something stopped me. When I did have the time nothing flowed, I couldn’t capture my thoughts. I realized God was saying, “No.” Thus I stopped.

I prayed what to write next, continue my Trigeminal Neuralgia Trilogy with my USN fighter pilot Ryan Wolf or write my fourth installment of the Chronicles of Pumpkindom where my pumpkin character was to exterminate 2016 (A spoof of the New Year’s Eve shows).

A few days later I saw Ryan flying his forward swept wing stealth fighter through a fiery fireball shower. I was a bit taken aback; my character was in the Ezekiel 38 & 39 battle. I thought it odd since he was a Christian. However, I jotted the idea down and left it there to explore at a future date.

I really wanted to write PK Executes 2016, I had a strong outline and was chomping at the bit to get it finished by October. However, something happened along the way. My creativity dried up, the harder I tried outlining or writing, nothing happened. My muse was shot. I couldn’t do anything; looking back I know God turned off my imagination spigot.

Weeks later I was sitting in church, the praise team was leading the singing. I heard an inaudible voice ask, “What about that story?”

I hung my head and replied, “Yes, Lord. I’ll start it.” I felt better but a wave of nervousness washed over me. I know all about the warning Revelation 22: 18-19, not to add or take way from the book. I was apprehensive, but I still proceeded.

I outlined the story, told friends what I was doing; suddenly the apprehension and nervousness turned into excitement. When I started writing the creativity flowed again; God had turned my imagination spigot back on. At times I was overwhelmed with the mighty flow of creativity. I prayed that God would allow the Holy Spirit to bring back the ideas to my mind when the time came. He did; hallelujah!

The story is still untitled; it’s over 23,000 words and has 10 chapters. I’m stopping now, right after the Sixth Seal. I want to relook at my outline and plan out the Seventh Seal through the Sixth Trumpet and pray for more guidance. I have a major battle planned between US Forces; one Israel friendly, the other is aligned with the Anti-Christ. I want to do it justice because Ryan, his squadron, and the crew of the Enterprise (Ford Class Carrier) won’t be able to go home after that.

Lastly, I don’t care if you’re pre-trib, mid-trib, post-trib; I’m not going to throw stones at you because we differ at bit on eschatology. If you don’t believe, I won’t throw stones at you either.

Writing Update

First page of a very rough draft of my writing project. Thank God He's let my muse return!

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My hazel eyes exploded open. I frantically glanced around the room, keeping my head on my specialized neck pillow. Satisfied that I was still in my bedroom, lying on my side on my own bed and Brooke was sleeping next to me, for I felt her warmth; I relaxed a bit and stared at the Bermuda Bay colored wall.

I lost track of time as I stared away at the teal wall. I finally glanced at the clock, it read 07:59. I didn’t want to startle my wife from her sleep so I got out of bed as slowly as I could, stood and walked into the bathroom with my tail tucked between my legs.

I glanced in the mirror, I looked like garbage. It felt like I hadn’t slept in seven years and my reflection showed it. I turned the cold water on and splashed my face. I looked up and I could see my fiery wife standing behind me. She’s a natural redhead and I could see the smoke rising from her redhair. “What’s going on?” she asked.

“Nothing,” I lied.

“Rubbish luv,” she replied, “You walked in here like your tail was tucked in between your legs and you don’t even have one!”

“I…,” I paused and splashed my face with more cold water.

Brooke wasn’t happy, “What are you doing Ryan? That’s cold water! It could trigger your Trigeminal Neuralgia pain and you’ll spend the rest of the day in bed.”

I stopped and glanced up at my reflection. I blinked as I looked at the couple in the mirror. I hadn’t thought of that, I quickly turned the water off and grabbed a towel. “We’ll talk over breakfast,” I said as I dried my haggard face.

I grabbed a handful of delicious blueberries, natural therapy for my Trigeminal Neuralgia, and placed them in my cereal bowl. I picked up a box of the Sugar Frosted Bombs type cereal and poured a bowl for each of us. I added some 1% milk and sat down at the table as Brooke prepared the rest of breakfast.

She sat down across from me, we held hands and I said Grace. We released hands; I stuck my spoon in my cereal and played with my breakfast as Brooke buttered her toast. My ginger looked up at me, asked, “So what happened?” and took a bite.

I picked up my glass of chocolate milk and took a sip, “I don’t know where to begin.” I sighed and continued, “I don’t know if it was a vision or a dream. It wasn’t dull like a dream nor bright like a vision, it was somewhere in between. It feels like I haven’t slept in seven years.”

“You slept peacefully all night, I didn’t feel you move.” “Really? Even with half my dream in a near constant state of death and destruction?”

Brooke closed her baby blues and nodded her pretty redhead.

New Writing Project

I’ve shelved editing all PK’s three novellas and writing his fourth one. I have also shelved Ryan’s Trigeminal Neuralgia Trilogy as well as his “reboot” story. I’m about to embark on a story that scares the fire out of me.

A few months ago I forget what I was doing, but I saw Ryan, my friendly neighborhood fighter pilot, flying in his F/A-39 Crusader, dodging and weaving fireballs as they fell from heaven. I shook my head and said, “Ezekiel 38 and 39.” I quickly jotted the idea down in my new spiral notebook as not to forget the intriguing idea.

Yes, intriguing and with some trepidation thrown in; this would be a great responsibility to write fiction along with Biblical Prophecy. I took a Daniel/Revelation course at Miami Christian College; I know this wouldn’t be an easy assignment for I know the warning of Revelation 22 and other Biblical ones. I thought about End of Times story off and on, but nothing serious. It became a struggle to write PK, it’s never a hard to thing to write about that fruitcake pumpkin. The harder I tried to write his fourth story the more the creative drought worsened. A few weeks ago I was sitting in church and I heard God’s inaudible voice, “Brian, what about that story?”

“Yes, Lord,” I replied in my mind and God slowly opened the spigot to my creativity. The flow continued even as I was lying in bed ready to go to sleep. I prayed that He would allow me to remember the ideas that were appearing in my mind.

In the morning I awoke and those ideas were still there. I jotted them down; hours later I was coming home from work and God opened the spigot again. Again I asked Him to allow me to remember the ideas when I got home. He did and I opened up my notebook and wrote them down.

I have five to six pages of notes for this unnamed story. I’m still not sure how to write this since my character is already a Christian and I’ve never been to Israel. I know I need to take some creative liberty, but how much and not cut into Biblical accuracy. However, no matter, I’m going to write it.

Please pray, thank you.

Camp NaNoWriMo

Despite battling TN induced brain fog, Teal Beast Rising is over 30,000 words; making it an official winner for Camp NaNoWriMo. However, it feels like a hollow victory. The second entry of my Trigeminal Neuralgia trilogy is far from completed. I'm going to set it aside and probably won't get back to it until I completely edit A Wolf in Gotham, the first TN "novel".

30 Years

Unhappy 30th birthday to my first ever TN attack, it came in disguise as a toothache. It was the most excruciating pain attack I've ever had, outside coming off Gabapentin. I was in the barracks of Charlie Company 124 Signal Battalion. I was on the floor doing something, I stood and collapsed onto my bed in utter agony. I was in the fetal position, I don't remember much but keeping my hand on my throbbing left temple. I could feel the pain pulsate in perfect rhythm of my throbbing vein.

An Army dentist removed the tooth on March 2, 1987, however, the "headaches" continued. They disappeared in the summer only to return in the winter. The pain came back and forth in various disguises over the next twenty years until the spring of 2007 when it mercilessly struck my left eye.

Teal Beast Rising

Teal Beast Rising, the second installment of a planned Trigeminal Neuralgia trilogy is in the official outlining stage. It will consists of my short stories from 2009-2012. The story will also contain new original material tying in the short stories into novel form.

Fibromyalgia-Trigeminal Neuralgia Edit

I made this for a dear sweet friend I've known since my earliest writing days on Myspace. She suffers from chronic pain much like I do, when I feel like I can't go on I see her writing on despite her pain. It gives me the strength to persevere because mine isn't as bad as hers. Plus she's made so many wonderful edits for me it's time to return the favor.

February 10, 2017 in Pictures

Winter Rain

Yesterday the Florida skies looked like this, photo doesn't do it justice. I used to love days like this, I thanked God for these days. They were cool, pleasant. I didn't have to wear sunglasses, but those were the days before TN.

It rained nearly the whole day, gratuitous amounts of liquid sunshine; aggravating my Trigeminal nerve. I can handle a Florida palmetto pounder, winter rain just drives me nuts. The temperature never rose above 55 degrees, I don't care where you live, that's cold for that mutinous nerve.

Today the sun is out and the nerve is still simmering my scalp. It's not too bad, but it's where I can't write a start I want to start. The pain's better than yesterday, keep the faith.

September 23, 2017: The Revelation 12 Sign

Revelation 12:1-6

Now a great sign appeared in heaven: a woman clothed with the sun, with the moon under her feet, and on her head a garland of twelve stars. 2 Then being with child, she cried out in labor and in pain to give birth.

3 And another sign appeared in heaven: behold, a great, fiery red dragon having seven heads and ten horns, and seven diadems on his heads. 4 His tail drew a third of the stars of heaven and threw them to the earth. And the dragon stood before the woman who was ready to give birth, to devour her Child as soon as it was born.

5 She bore a male Child who was to rule all nations with a rod of iron. And her Child was caught up to God and His throne. 6 Then the woman fled into the wilderness, where she has a place prepared by God, that they should feed her there one thousand two hundred and sixty days.

The latest Rapture date states that this sign will occur on September 23, 2017. The woman, the constellation Virgo, will rise in the eastern horizon with the sun. The unseen moon will be under her feet as she soars with the sun.

The constellation Leo will be above her head. The Lion consists of nine stars; however, Mercury, Venus, and Mars are also sitting atop of the woman, thus twelve stars in her head.

Jupiter will have been in Virgo’s womb for nine months, she gives birth to Jupiter as she continues to trek across the sky. The Constellation Draco, known as the Red Dragon, will be moving in after she gives ‘birth’.

1 Corinthians 15:52

in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye (Twilight), at the last trumpet (Rosh Hashanah). For the trumpet will sound, and the dead will be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed.

So now you know why conspiracy theorists and Watcher Christians are saying that the Rapture will occur on September 23, 2017 at the last trump. Is it plausible? Yes, it falls in the Rapture window of Rosh Hashanah for it is the next Leviticus 23 feast that needs to be fulfilled and the next feasts: Day of Atonement and Tabernacles occur in October 2024. It is plausible.

However, this nukes the chronological order of Revelation as well as eschatology. All my life I have been led to believe that the Tribulation is 7 years long, if this version is correct, what happens to the other 3 and a half years? Or does this make the Rapture Mid Tribulation, if so? When did it start?!?!? It’s supposed to start with a Peace Treaty and then all Hell breaks loose.

I hope they’re right; I’ll be eternally pain free on September 23, 2017. If not, they won’t be able to show their faces for a long time.

NaNoWriMo 2016

A Wolf in Gotham second rewrite has been finished since late November. 55,000+ words. It's better than the original, but I still don't like it; just something about it is eating me. I enjoyed writing the new chapters, but the rewriting of older ones was a chore. It packs a powerful Trigeminal Neuralgia Awareness plot, but like I said, something is gnawing at me. I'm going to put it away for a while and rest my head.