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FICTION / Thrillers
Aug 19, 2007
Books by Gary Val Tenuta
2012 is coming... The clock is ticking... The code must be deciphered... And only one man can save the planet... If he can just figure out how... Before it's too late.
Take a sneak peek at THE EZEKIEL CODE! Read the cliff hanger prologue and a sample chapter at www.ezekielcode.com.
EXCERPT from THE EZEKIEL CODE
Seated in the meditation chair, Banyon was now confident about what he was doing. Angela’s confidence, on the other hand, was not quite at the same level. He could feel her anxiety from across the room as she stood behind him in the dark by the door.
“Don’t worry,” he said in his best Arnold Schwarzenegger voice, mimicking the character from the Terminator movie. “Ah’ll be bok.”
Angela rolled her eyes. “Can we just get on with it, please?”
Banyon straightened himself in the chair, inhaled deeply and let it go slowly. Staring into the glow of the candlelight as it danced seductively on the folds of the curtain before him, he began intoning the mantra.
By the third cycle of the repetition Angela was becoming more relaxed. The tension began to leave her body and she leaned back against the door. Soon she felt the deep warm drone of Banyon’s voice literally absorbing into every fiber of her being. Several times she had to shake her head to keep her eyes from closing. Suddenly she realized Banyon had stopped chanting the mantra. The only sound in the room was the haunting reverberations of the didjeridoo.
Banyon had concluded the ninth cycle of repetitions. The familiar ball of energy ascended from the base of his spine upward through his body, culminating at the point between his eyes. His body quaked involuntarily from the rush and suddenly, as he had anticipated, he was outside his body. Even though it was exactly what he’d expected, he was still awed by the experience. His etheric body turned to look at Angela whose attention was still focused on his physical body sitting in the chair. Obviously she was not aware of his etheric presence in the room. He was about to move toward her - to see if she would have any reaction at all, any sign of a response if he attempted to touch her – but he was distracted by his own feeling of another presence approaching. He looked around but saw nothing. Then it appeared.
Manifesting before him, a million tiny particles of refracting, swirling lights coalesced into a single vertical column reaching the entire height of the ceiling. Now he was face to face – such as it were - with the Pillar of Light, the Teacher.
On the one hand, it was exactly what he’d expected. What he hadn’t expected was the feeling of reverence that now overwhelmed him as he stood in the presence of what he knew was his own higher self. If he’d ever felt humbled by anything in his entire life this was one of those times. He stood, staring at the brilliant apparition, wondering what he should do next. He glanced over at Angela. She was still watching his physical body. Clearly, she was oblivious to the phenomenon taking place right there in the same room yet separated by the veil of another dimension. He turned back to the Pillar of Light and decided to attempt communication.
“How is this happening?” he asked.
The brilliant glow of the light seemed to pulse brighter in response and Banyon heard the reply inside his own head. "The shape of the number nine is phi spiral geometry. The golden mean spiral is the curve of the universe."
Banyon was confused. “I don’t understand. What does that mean? How is this happening?
The light pulsed again. "The vibration of the number nine is the key."
Banyon could only surmise that this answer was some sort of a reference to the vibratory frequency of the mantra. He wanted to press for a clearer answer but felt strangely intimidated and oddly ashamed of what he perceived as his own ignorance. Gazing into the brilliance of the apparition before him he found it hard to imagine that this awesome spectacle was, in any way, somehow part of himself. But he needed to know. “What are you?” he asked.
The light pulsed. "I am the light of your soul."
The answer – although it came from the light – seemed to originate from somewhere deep within himself. “And what am I?” he asked.
The light pulsed. "You are the Chosen One."
About Gary Val Tenuta
Gary Val Tenuta is a freelance writer/illustrator living in the Pacific Northwest. His articles and illustrations have appeared in various publications including Fate Magazine (U.S) and Beyond Magazine (U.K.) and on the TV show, Strange Universe. He has been a guest on a number of radio programs including Dreamland, hosted by best selling author Whitley Strieber; The X-Zone, hosted by Rob McConnell; and the No.1 rated BlogTalk Radio show, "Now That's What I'm Talking About", hosted by Louise Aveni.