Parents kept telling their child that magic didn’t exist. As the child grew up, her head was fighting between what she wanted to believe and what her parents taught her to believe. She wanted to experience magic, but she was troubled by the burden of her childhood. It was a burden indeed, because it was stopping her from discovering true love, the magic within herself; and all because she was still carrying the beliefs and ignorance others had created for her. These burdens make us desperate for the love and attention of others. And the magic is not experienced this way, because the magic lives in you; however, it requires your full attention, it requires your belief in it.
We live in a world where man rules, and that is why magic is gone, not experienced by most people. Living in a world where man rules then, suffering is the “normal,” violence and anger are the “normal,” and competition and jealousy are the “normal.” The little girl grew up in this world. And this is for any of us suffering in a world ruled by man, attached to it and without a belief in magic. This is so one can awaken and experience this magic in oneself, while leaving the rules of man, while making your own rules. Making your own rules means not copying others, not doing and believing the same others do and believe. Making your own rules means allowing yourself to be more calm and relaxed instead of falling trap of your own impulsive ego.
Making your own rules means working on yourself, your health, your talents, your hobbies, and accepting the way you feel instead of trying to cover it up with alcohol and silly activities. The little girl is an adult now. The little boy is an adult now. And now they must leave behind their pasts, their childhoods, what others have taught themto believe, their traditions and ways of doing things. And this because life is evolving, ever transforming itself into a new future; and so, you must evolve along with it. We all must detach ourselvesfrom the rule of man and the way we’ve been taught, so we can be born again, with new ideas, new thinking, new feeling, and with absolute belief in our inner magic.
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It is a short story, coming soon on Kindle Vella, an Amazon service, which can be read by buying tokens. You can buy 1 episode at a time, or many at a time. The first 3 episodes are free to read to introduce the reader to the story.
short blurb or intro: Michael Vega has returned from the beyond. He’s on a mission. But the rip has been opened now, and hell is after him. What will he do…?? Only you can find out.
And before reading the chapters, here’s a book trailer I made to introduce the story:
These are the first 2 chapters or episodes to get acquainted with the upcoming story.
CHAPTER 1 – “The Return”
A bar scene. Bars are so depressing. Or at least this one was. There was too much smoke in the air. Someone was smoking like a chimney, but no drunkard there really cared. The bartender with the unfriendly face cared even less though. He was cleaning the inside of beer glasses with a dirty cloth. But, of course, he didn’t know it was dirty; or, better put, he didn’t care.
The old man was just sitting there, facing the bartender and staring at the bottom of his empty glass. ‘Did I have booze and drank it already…??’ he thought to himself. Then he sighed in frustration, grunted, and looked at all the alcohol bottles in display in front of him and on the other side of the counter. His mouth drooling, his eyes reddish, his movements clumsy. Indeed, very intoxicated.
The old man now glared at the unfriendly bartender. Then he smiled and said, “So, I know you wanna gimme another beer. C’mon! Say it. You want to, huh.” His eyes lolling and unsteady. The bartender just observed him. Then the old man continued, “Please, I want it! And I want it! C’mon. Be my pal.”
The barman became pensive, then added, “Rowley, just go home.” Then he got nearer to him, right on his face, and continued, “What did I tell you…?? This was the last one.”
“So, good! Gimme the last one please,” the old man said while offering his empty glass to be refilled.
“No, you already had your last one. Now is time to go. So move it,” he came back firmly.
“O, c’mon. Just one more. Don’t be a mean one, Mr. Grinch. Yes. You. Mr. Grinch.”
“GO. HOME,” he repeated firmly.
The old man pouted like a little kid, then he grunted, then he scoffed. “Okie dokie. I know we are friends and all. So, I won’t stay. Because… because if I stay… if I stay I kick your…” Then, before finishing, he dropped to the floor just like a sack of potatoes.
He was awkwardly resting on the ground now. The few men drinking in the bar were observing him. Some were laughing. Some were too drunk to even care. “Oops. No! No! Don’t help me. I’m okay…” he said this as he staggered to his feet. Then he exited the bar, but not before he bumped into some chairs.
Outside then, he squinted under the sun. He stopped himself and looked at the road in front of him. The bar was in the outskirts of the city, and here there were mountains, wilderness, and a very, very long road. He then wobbled. He cursed under his breath. He felt thirsty still. And he was thinking about taking his motorcycle and going to another bar.
Where was his motorcycle anyway…?? He’d left it right in front. Or not. Perhaps. He felt confused. But he walked in circles searching for it, then remembered and went around the bar. The drinking place had a small parking lot on its side, so he kept walking and trying to find his bike. Not that the parking lot was big and full of cars, but he was not feeling so well, and his vision was not well either.
“Hey, old man!” came a voice from the side of the main road. “Are you looking for your son’s wheels?! It’s mine now that he doesn’t need it anymore!”
The old man swallowed something bitter while staggering to remain on his feet, then he leaned on the bar wall. His son had passed away. He’d been on a gang of bikers, so he’d met this guy there. But what’d happened…?? Weren’t they friends?? How can he steal his dead son’s motorcycle now. Or maybe this was a joke. The old man smiled, then said, “Gee. Too funny! You’re a funny guy, Steve! Or whatever your name is. Can’t remember…”
Before the guy, Steve perhaps, put on his helmet and took off in the bike, he grinned and added, “Nah, I don’t joke! But, I admit, this is pretty funny, right?!”
The old man was left all alone, confused, not even understanding what’d just happened. He lost his footing and fell on the ground intoxicated.
Meanwhile, Steve rode the bike hell for leather. The road in front of him was paved and long, very long. To his side, wilderness. Far beyond it, mountains. Above them all, the skies were blue and the sun was scorching hot. He thought himself as a speed demon. He actually felt like a really bad-to-the-bone demon, just because he’d stolen a bike from an old man. ‘What an accomplishment for my bad-guy résumé,’ he muttered under his breath.
Suddenly, a bright light in the skies. The blueness of it all trembled. But this light felt and appeared more like an omen. This shook Steve to the core. He didn’t know why, but he felt curious and afraid at the same time; however, he also felt allured by it. He couldn’t resist it, so he stopped the bike and stared at the bright light. Dazzling. Mysterious. Compelling.
The light was more like holography of colors. The rainbow-like banner of colors was right above him now, and it also spread all over the road and on part of the wilderness. It was like something, or someone, had come flying or running out of an interdimensional portal right above the ground…
CHAPTER 2 – “Enter The Loose Damned”
There were no words. No words to describe the brightness and mystery emanating from the phenomena above him. Steve looked around him, then behind him. He was trying to find other witnesses that could corroborate that he wasn’t crazy, that he was actually sane in seeing the spectacle above him. He saw no one. The road. The wilderness. Total emptiness.
He felt alone, so alone; and anxious, extremely anxious. The effect of this phenomena was indeed strong. The light filled by rainbow colors was now sizzling or vibrating rapidly. And he was now paying more attention to his surroundings, as the colors were fading and he felt mysteriously aware.
Then, suddenly, he heard a noise on the tarmac. Someone was behind him. Who was it..?? Then he slowly turned around. There it was. But he couldn’t see his face at first, since this one was bent on his knees and looking down. He wore tattered jeans and T-shirt. He looked like he came from the same pits of hell as The Devil himself. His long, jet-black hair disheveled.
He was crouching just like a beast ready to pounce on its prey. He was beside the motorbike and he didn’t seem friendly. When he looked at Steve, this one almost dropped backwards. It was him! How could it be?? He was gone. He saw his body at the funeral. What the hell was going on here??
“Kid…??” Steve asked. “Is it really you??”
Almost half his face was burned. But these burns seemed fresh, as if they had occurred just a few minutes ago. And the muscular boy was not in any pain. But who was he?? And where had he burned himself like that?? Better yet, Why wasn’t he in the emergency room of a hospital right now??
“What’s my name??” the 6-foot-tall young man demanded.
Steve looked confused and horrified at the same time. He hesitated, then said, “How-How is this possible…?? What happened to you??”
The strange boy looked unwavering, resolute; but mentally jumbled at the same time. “What’s my name?!”
No response for several seconds. Meanwhile, the light in the skies had faded completely.
“Michael, it’s me,” the biker replied. “Don’t you remember…?? What-What is this?? Some kinda joke??”
Then the strange 17-year-old called Michael stood up. He was looking straight at him, then at his surroundings, then at the skies, then at his own hands. These ones were telling him something. Perhaps reminding him something from his past. His hands had been in places. Horrible places. But now they were here. He was here. Back here. But something more was in the back of his mind. He couldn’t remember it all. Not yet anyway.
Then, without removing his eyes from his soiled hands, he said as if to himself, “Yes… I am Michael… I am Michael Vega…” Then he looked at the polished motorcycle in front of him. It suddenly brought back some beautiful memories. The wind on his face. The speed. The feeling of freedom. Then, as he gently inspected it with his hands, he followed, “And this is my bike.”
“Well, Mike, I did steal it from—”
And before Steve could even finish his sentence, Mike interrupted, “Steal…??” Then, with full attention on him, he plodded towards Steve. “Why did you steal it?? Who are you??”
“Er. Don’t you remember me?? We were in the same crew! What’s wrong with you, man??”
He violently grabbed him by the collar and demanded, “Who are you?? Tell me!”
Steve was 22 years old and had been a gang member for about 4 years now. And he’d met Mike one night after he’d ran away from his house, away for good from his alcoholic father. Mike had never met his mother, and he hated his father. His father had later been sent to prison for killing somebody with his car while driving heavily intoxicated.
But Steve and Mike had become friends since then. Well, sort of friends. They had had their problems, but in their unique way they did work through them. Now, Mike didn’t remember much; but being closer to him, he patiently studied his face. There was awkward silence. Some fuzzy recollections came to him.
“Hey. Ch-Chill, man,” Steve added. “I’m your friend. Or I was. Or, what the hell happened to you??”
Michael Vega pierced him with a deep stare, as if staring into his very soul. There was something powerful in Mike’s eyes now that he was back. Back from where?? We’ll discover it together soon.
“Shut up. Come with me.” Then, without hesitation, he sat on the bike and took off with him….
Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed it and wish to discover what happens next and the terrible hell unleashing upon him. In returning to Earth, Michael has opened the space-time rip, and so the chaos he unfolds increases. Follow me to find out on what day is being released.
“So many things are possible, just as long as you don’t know they are impossible.”
What happens when something negative, some extreme anxiety, some fear, enters the mind…?? We become just that. Just that negativity. Just that anxiety and fear. Society shows you what could go wrong, or you pay attention to the failure or suffering of another. Or perhaps you just cling to past mistakes, or to the example of others, or to whatever they say it does not work. What does it do in your mind…?? It closes you to the possibility of creating and discovering something new. And life is all about exploration, new chapters to begin, another point of view, other visions and goals to pursue and make happen for yourself.
If you are not moving forward and creating new things, new experiences, new and better feelings in you, then life loses spark, meaning, purpose, joy. What I’m trying to say here is that we must never remain and cling to negativity, to fears, to drama. Let us say that we have a vision of a future, we are working towards something of value for ourselves, we have a purpose for creating something great in our lives; however, there is drama, difficulty, challenges, people who tell us that is never happening for us. In this case, we must not become overwhelmed by all the negativity. Even if the negativity sounds rational, one must always keep going, with faith, with a positive thought and vision. Because this process creates self-confidence.
And the truth is that what helps us grow in life, better our relationships, improve our finances, develop further our personas, is exactly self-confidence. Things evolve. Things become what you are. If you carry fear, drama, and attachment to negativity, then you are just that; and so, whatever thing you want out of life will become just that for you. But if you carry faith, self-belief, positivity and vision, then you are just that; and so, life will become just that for you. It is all about the content of your mind. The content of your mind creates the feelings that drive you. If you want success, love, happiness. If you want to better yourself, your finances, your relationships, your life in all aspect, then you need the best and most positive feelings to drive you.
And now I would like to introduce you to a new story I’m writing.
“The Loose Damned” is a short story, coming soon on Kindle Vella, an Amazon service, which can be read by buying tokens. You can buy 1 episode at a time, or many at a time. The first 3 episodes are free to read to introduce the reader to the story.
And my story is the epic account of what happened to Michael Vega, a young man who comes back from the beyond. He might come back for love. He might come back for revenge. He might come back to right a wrong. Or he might come back to the world of the living just because he rebels against any authority. Who knows??
You’ll just have to read it to find out.
But one thing is for sure:‘NOT EVEN HELL CAN STOP HIM.’
Love is inherent in us. In all of us. For all of us. One may have the greatest challenges, problems, heartbreaks; however, we are ALL worthy of love, and capable of giving love. As long as you are breathing and not in a comatose state, you can give love and receive it. But, in order to do this, we must become love first. What is that mean…?? It means we must move forward, not remain attached to the past hurt or failure or mistake. Maybe our childhood was tragic. Perhaps someone cheated on us in our past. Or many other terrible things. But, for this reason, moving on, focusing on building a new purpose in us, in our activities and daily habits, is what we must do to create love in our experience.
To open your heart and let yourself be loved by someone, you must stop following the heartbreaks and disappointments your past brings, and stop devaluing yourself and judging yourself based on past mistakes or in the way someone treated you in the past. Love, and your worthiness to be loved, is not measured by your self-pity and ego. Being loved is about moving on and opening yourself to new experiences for yourself without looking back. Love is a manifestation of moving forward with purpose and faith in yourself.
Now, of course, it is easy for us to feel hurt and remain attached to this, pity ourselves and live in hurtful memories. Sometimes, without knowing, we find pleasure in feeling like a victim. But feeling like a victim is letting our minds increase ego, and this increase lowers our chances to truly become better persons and build a better life for ourselves. And life is all about moving forward, is it not…?? We are meant to move on and leave the past where it is, behind us. Whether that past has been good or not, it doesn’t really matter. What matters is that you become aware that love and happiness resides in the passion and commitment to move forward. You create yourself anew by moving forward. So, never tell yourself that you cannot move forward into better things; because this is what true living is, moving forward, feeling accomplished by creating new purpose in your day to day.
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It’s easy to become frustrated and angry with others, with life and with ourselves even. You try your best and it doesn’t come out the way you expected it. Or you put effort, time, desire into something; but at some point things begin to fall apart. Well, it is frustrating indeed; but, frustrating or not, your duty is to observe and learn. And let’s not make excuses. There is always something to learn. Sometimes we don’t want to accept it, or even recognize in our minds that we failed at something; but the truth will set us free, and it shall also help us become better in life. Hurt, pain, disappointment, frustration. These are there for a reason. Don’t drown in sorrow, but be patient and humble enough to see and study that reason.
A series of small steps. Daily. Life is all about small steps. That is how love, happiness, success is experienced, felt, embraced in you. Don’t be impulsive. Don’t think you can’t. Start with the small things. Don’t just have in mind the big picture, but have in mind the small steps that’ll get you where you want to be. It’s about commitment and enjoying the process of self-transformation. For years, I couldn’t see this. Heartbreaks. The death of my father. Financial problems. And many more things made me feel like a failure, and not even able to look forward and claim a better future. But slowly, through much hardship, I learned that life is all about determination and purpose. It is about taking daily the small steps towards my goals, towards what I want.
And for this we need patience and much more courage. Courage to see through our own sorrows and hardships. Courage to deny the negative thoughts and feelings we may have. Courage to stop following the rest and paying attention to the opinions they carry of us. Because in order to better your life, you must better yourself. Day by day. Slowly. Committed to change your thoughts, your feelings, your behaviors in life. You have to focus on a new purpose, on something which brings you passion, and a process of self-transformation. You want something, and the secret to getting it is in focusing on the small steps towards building that something. But always moving on, not staying with the old. Old relationships. Old ways of believing. Old habits. Leave it all behind. And create the new. Create yourself anew. Life is always evolving, so you evolve with life as well.
And also I want to thank all that entered my Goodreads giveaway. I just checked and saw that I had 358 entries. 358 people interested in my book “BENJAMIN JONES – The Return of The Gods.” Success for my first giveaway indeed.
I really hope you enjoy the story if Amazon chooses you. Or if they sent it already. Thanks again. Creating stories to help and entertain is my passion. I have found my passion, and I am committed to it.
And here are some new book promos for your enjoyment:
What if I’ve been sent to hell?? No, I can beat this! But my soul is lost. Why should I bother?? I have failed my father, my friends, myself. I am destined to lose and die. No, I have to press on and get outta here! Yes, he felt in a downward spiral. He felt he’d lost identity and meaning.
In this languishing state, he managed to walk and near the lip of the highland. The cold air mixed with the terrible downpour was quickly freezing his very bones. “Blazes!” he said as the abyss rumbled beneath him. He became disturbed instantly.
He saw that he was on a very high peak, and that this was part of the heavens. Or part of hell. Then he peered down through the fogginess of the intermingling clouds, but he saw nothing and heard only the muffled sounds of the ill-fated creatures of the lands below.
Perhaps sounds of agony. Perhaps sounds of mockery. Who knew. And when he turned around, through the heavy rain, he saw a hooded figure. This one had been watching him all along…
This is a Goodreads giveaway of my latest book. Fantasy/mystery.
Your own ignorance, your own lack of insight into yourself is keeping you down. You might carry loneliness, resentment, guilt, self-pity, jealousy; but all these are just manifestations of your own ignorance. Your ignorance lies in not knowing who you are and what you can accomplish. Your own dreams and greater possibilities rest in your grasp, but your attention on the tragic, on the sad, on the anxiousness, on the frustration with yourself is what deviates you from the bigger picture. The bigger picture being what’s beyond all this negativity you keep feeding. And negativity is what you have to learn to let go.
When I say ‘you,’ I mean ‘we’; because any of us needs to remind ourselves that all thoughts of despair appear and become strong in us only if we lack self-awareness. Lack of self-awareness is lack of insight into myself, into my strengths, into my better self. For example, if I go through something difficult in life, this doesn’t mean that I should overwhelm myself with self-pity and frustration; and so let my life become worse and even more difficult in the future through my feelings of despair. These feelings of despair that I have allowed into myself, that I have created really, mark who I am to myself; and how I see myself.
One thing to understand is that how I see myself is everything in life. So, ask yourself: Do I see myself patient, committed, able…?? Do I believe that my life will turn around if I believe in myself even through hardship…?? Do I lack real insight and understanding of my own strengths and capacities…?? Why should I feel depressed because things right now are not going as I expect…?? Life is based on asking yourself these questions, with honesty, with desire for true answers. I know that most of us ignore these questions, but in reality the answers to these questions may give us strength and insight into how we really feel. It is all about how we feel. Because your life is you. So, in order for life to be good, then you must feel good about it; and you must make it happen in your mind first, not wait around for some external miracle. Create the miracle yourself.
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There is no worst enemy than one’s self-pity. There is no greater obstacle you bring to yourself than overthinking and analyzing something to death. Life is to be lived with courage, the successful life that is. But, of course, we all feel lack of confidence, some self-pity, maybe sadness about ourselves and where we’re going in life at times. Or perhaps, when one is lacking self-awareness, we tend to secretly compare ourselves to others. That is human and we all do it. But the truth is that this kind of mental behavior does not help us in any way. We human beings are meant to be ourselves, unique; and it is why each of us has a different experience, each of us feels different, each of us carries our own styles and ways of thinking.
This might sound harsh, but a great life is only for the brave among us. By brave I mean the ones who leave our pasts behind, the ones who are absolutely ourselves, the ones who do put importance to what others think and feel about us. It is my life and I experience and learn from myself, for myself.
This is not selfishness. This is empowering ourselves. This is saying ‘I create what I want, with patience, with courage, with love for myself; and it might go against what society teaches and does, but still it is all about my happiness, growing in character and in confidence.‘
The fact is that we are what we daily think. If we daily think we can’t do something, or be something, or achieve something, than we are that. And we so become what we daily think. Because what we daily think about ourselves becomes great part of our subconscious, which means it becomes who we are in all situations in life. Life is no more than this. Life becomes this. What I do is to be positive in spite of whatever goes on around me. People do not matter because they cannot live your life. Each one of us lives our own. So focus on your life. What do you think about yourself right now?? How is that helping you?? Why do you think that?? Are you comparing yourself to others?? Are you living in past mistakes?? Are you living in past, hurtful memories??
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Now, let me remind you that curses do exist. Darkness rules us all. So what do you do with all that anger and hatred you carry…?? Have you visited purgatory with Ben yet…??
The Lord of Darkness has trapped Ben in a dark world, in another dimension, a purgatory if you will. He must discover why he’s been put there. He must save the ancient gods’ planet from total oblivion as well.
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There is no feeling like the one that gives us acceptance, support, unity, harmony, and that sense of freedom yet embrace from the ones we love. After all, everybody in life seeks to feel accepted and validated by the people around them. But this love must be nurtured within you first, because if it is not then you’ll become needy and you will become a slave to others while you are in search for this love from them. No one wants to feel needy, like we must get validation or assurance from others in order to feel loved, valued, happy. That is why is extremely important to nurture this greater love first in ourselves.
And sometimes people seek to demonstrate love by going to great lengths, by giving opinions, by trying to fix, by showing that they can be nurturers; but really, quite often, just being there is enough. Just to let ourselves and others know that the value of love is in remaining. The ego, the overthinking mind, seeks to show worth, to validate by action, to seek more ways to display how we feel. Sacrifice, strain, effort, gifts, great demonstrations. This is what society says one should do to love, to make someone feel loved, to find value in ourselves; however, this is a mechanical pattern which is born out of our egos to feel better about ourselves.
Because the simplicity of love is experienced fully by just being there, for ourselves and for others; and this does not require the ego to come up with newer ways to “love.” Because this is a more pure, heartfelt, honest and authentic love; and a love which does not make you a slave to others or to their ways to love you or not love you, to their expectations or to their requirements from you. It’s a love which remains in you. It’s a love which heals in relationships. And it’s the only love which can make you whole. And this wholeness is what we all seek. It is in us really. Without anxiety about finding newer ways to show our care. Without copying others. Without feeling less than others and their actions. Just communicating. Just gazing into each other’s eyes. This is all that love is. The rest is a made up scheme from the overactive ego in us.
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So, why are we here…?? Why are we born?? What’s the point of all our suffering, challenges, misunderstandings, and losses in life?? These are the deepest questions we can ask ourselves. Of course, most people really do not question life like this. They just live it. But, in my own experience, the life put under a microscope is the life which brings you the understanding of true love and happiness. Because sometimes one lives life, and one suffers life, without really knowing why things are the way they are; or what we have to do to better our lives. No one does this intentionally, obviously. We are all trying to live the best we can. But, having said this, some of us let our minds rush and become frustrated, angry, impulsive even. Or maybe jealous, greedy, and aggressively competitive. The unaware mind has a way to blind us from clear understanding in life.
But we are what we understand, and we understand when we are truly aware of something. If I truly understand the way you feel, what you are going through, then I won’t judge you and bully you. If I truly understand why life is not going so well for me right now, then I won’t become angry and frustrated; but I will be more patient, work on choosing better, and thus be more mature daily. If I truly understand why I suffered what I suffered in my past, then I will become stronger in my present and more prepared for my future. So, think about it. Don’t rush into things. Don’t be impulsive. Even if things seem really unfair to you, stay calm, look within and in your mind, observe with stillness. If you learn to understand yourself better, then your life improves.
Thanks for reading.
And if you enjoy a good fantasy/mystery read. The ones that help you understand life and yourself, but at the same time bring you new worlds and fantastical adventures. I bring you a Goodreads giveaway of my new fantasy/mystery book. “BENJAMIN JONES. The Return of The Gods.”