Wednesday, October 29, 2014

American Apocalypse: Days of Dystopia

Those of you who know me and follow this blog may remember I was recently considering writing a post apocalyptic dooms day story. The reason being, there are so many people into the genre and I had given thought to what the grand daddy of all dystopian scenarios would look like.

Well, I think someone may have beat me to it. I recently read Thomas Aiman's American Apocalypse: Days of Dystopia and must concede he is much more capable. So my hat is off and I am recommending his first installment  You can find it here: http://www.amazon.com/American-Apocalypse-First-Attack-Dystopia-ebook/dp/B00OR5RAI4/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1414623089&sr=1-2&keywords=american+apocalypse,

He actually reads this blog and initiated contact with me first. I was blown away in that he and I were on the same page. If you choose to read it, you will be most surprised by the twist he puts at the end, which serves as more of a personal testimony.

American Apocalypse Days of Dystopia includes a little historical fiction for you history buffs, Theology for those who may be interested, terrorism ..... in light of the word in which we live and bewilderment.

If you will but pull up the above link and click on: "Look Inside" it will sale itself.  Personally. I'm looking forward to his next Installment. He has agreed to do an interview with me, which will be included on the blog in the very near future.
He has granted me permission to offer this teaser... hope you enjoy.


     "Tyranny and terror have been walking hand in hand across the pages of history for a very long time. As the epic battle of good versus evil plays out in an arena of the human condition, each will find a face and secure a willing partner.
     At the dawning of the twentieth century transportation was undergoing huge innovation; moving from horse and buggy, to iron rail locomotives. By the close of the same century, man was walking on the moon. It represents a strange dichotomy of unparalleled progress, branded and tainted by the memory of two World Wars, and the Holocaust.
     Evil lurked. It whispered in the dark, appealing to the depraved and sowing seeds of destruction to the likes of Hitler, Himmler, Goring, and Gobbles. They each put a face on evil. Yet, during that time, goodness became evident in the lives and convictions of people who took it upon themselves to provide safe haven to a suffering population. And, in turn, were persecuted to death, for the goodness they bestowed.
     What you’re about to read is an account of how evil put on a face and secured willing partners, to bring about the destruction of modern civilization, as we knew it.  They truly were, and continue to be, days of dystopia.
The Mark of The Beast
“Let him who has understanding calculate the number of the beast, for it is the number of man:       666.”   (Revelation13:18)

On July, 4th 1776   Fifty Six men signed the declaration of Independence. 
On July, 4th 1826   Thomas Jefferson and John Adams died, only five hours apart.
On July, 4th 2016   Hell was unleashed."


Once again the link: http://www.amazon.com/American-Apocalypse-First-Attack-Dystopia-ebook/dp/B00OR5RAI4/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1414623089&sr=1-2&keywords=american+apocalypse

- Until we meet again

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Heart Conditions

A couple of weeks ago I posted a note on Facebook stating: "Either I'm in labor and having a really long contraction, or else, I'm passing a kidney stone."
     I posted it as a joke, while on the way to the hospital thinking I was actually passing a stone. As it turned out, the joke was on me. No, I was not the first man in labor, but I was not passing a kidney stone either. Shortly after arriving to the hospital, an ER doctor ruled out a kidney stone and suspected a heart attack.
     I was surprised, to say the least, and suddenly felt it was no laughing matter. A couple of cardiograms and three blood test later I was informed I had not suffered a heart attack that evening, but it appeared that I had experienced something called a silent heart attack in the past.
     I questioned what that meant and was told something had happened to my heart, and at the time, when ever that was, I did not know it. It was like a heart attack masking as acute indigestion, or fatigue.
     Long story short....I went to see a cardiologist last week where I had a video and 97 pictures taken of my heart and function. It appears, the plumbing is in working order, but there seems to be a problem in the electrical system. It gives me a visual of being compared to an old building and renovation project. I will be talking to the cardiologist again about the next course of action.
     In light of current events I've been giving some thought to my heart and concluded that it truly is an amazing organ. The doctor told me that when my problem occurred, the heart found a way to compensate.
     Think about it. Your heart beats X number of times per minute and never takes a break. During the sonogram I watched the actual valves open and close and thought to myself, "What a work horse... look at that thing go."
     I'm fairly certain, that during the course of my life, I've consumed an enormous amount of beacon, sausage and cheeseburgers, that in turn, have produced enough cholesterol to plug the Columbia River. Yet, my old heart keeps ticking. It has been abused, taken for granted, and severally wounded a few times, but never complains. Yes, the heart truly is amazing.
     I've also given consideration to my other heart. That heart of which the Scriptures speak when you read, " Love the Lord your God with all your heart,"" Blessed are the pure in heart," and "You shall find me when you have searched for me with all your heart."
          When the Bible speaks of the heart, it is not making reference to that muscle beating in the left side of your chest, but rather to something burred deep within the soul of every living being. Dr. Bob Moeller defines it as, "That place where you give and receive love."
          I was siting in a chiropractor's office in Traverse City Michigan a few years ago when I noticed a large flat screen monitor mounted on the wall scrolling fun facts about health and wellness. One of the notes grabbed my attention. It was a question that read:  "Why is your left lung smaller than your right ?  Answer  :"To make room for your heart." 
     I read that fun fact and thought, "When  God designed mankind, He made room for the heart. Then I had a question of my own:  Have we made room for God in our heart of hearts? And to personify and come a little closer, "Have I made room for Him...in that place where I give and receive love? And, If I have, what does it look like?

Until we meet here again...

- Cam