Natural Force

By Raphael Martinez

Science goes against Nature in the battle of Science Vs. Spirituality to the end; and when science goes after the new age ark it finds truth it doesn't want to deal with.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Mar 19, 2019
• ISBN: 9780359526499

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Natural Force

NATURAL FORCE

Preface

This is an Action Adventure with some mystics that takes you on a journey into the New Age Ark, through the battle between good and evil, and to the end which will give a pungent shock.

Chapter 1

(The beginning of the end, where it starts)

A light skin, middle aged man, with dark straight hair parted at the side and combed to the back is walking through a hotel casino in Las Vegas.  His mustache matches his hair which is darker than his brown eyes.  His name is Caisar; but he’s known as The Mountain Rider.  Standing on an escalator on his way down he realizes how good he felt. He was feeling special, privileged to be walking in such a wealthy, glamorous place.  Having been born and raised in one of the roughest parts of an east coast city he never really knew the feeling of being special in a financial sense.  He always felt privileged and special by Nature; but he had always been a slave in society, like most in the world.  Now he had the glitter of high society flickering in his eyes; although he was still a poor person.  Las Vegas offers that opportunity to everyone; however, it usually comes at a high price one way or another.

He liked to have a few beers; but his life had taking him through a rough journey for experience.  Therefore, he knew how to control things such as desires.  His journey had brought him to Las Vegas which is known as Sin City.  There was a reason he was drawn there.  The city needed angles, Defenders of Good, Destroyers of Evil.  In his frequent visits to the casinos he witnessed, experienced and learned the horrible truth of the casino industry.  It was clear it affects the world, not just the residents.  It would eat you up if you didn’t know when to run.  However, he found a whole other world within the hotel casino environments.  That world was of the workers.  Some would say the workers are the ones who actually run things in the world.  There was an underworld beneath the glamour and glitter, and they were taking care of Caisar.  They would always take care of the people they liked, the people they appreciated and who appreciated the workers by tipping them well.

He knew about this world.  He had often worked in it.  They could be vicious; but they could also take care of you.  He would play them well.  He would pay for his beers by giving the waitresses tips instead of buying them at the store.  In turn he found they would make sure he would win just enough to cover his expense.  It would usually be an even exchange for him; but he would see others being destroyed by the environment.  In the end you were just a dollar to them.  Once you would stop feeding the machines, which includes the waitresses, they would drop you like a hot potato.  Caisar knew it was a business.  He also knew people’s lives were destroyed throughout the world because of it.  To him that was another sin; even though everyone accepted it. 

His life’s purpose as a defender had brought him there to witness another human atrocious behavior.  His purpose had to do with the Sin Upon Me Syndrome in which the person was born to be sinned upon.  It brought along with it a heightened sense of sin and evil.  He was easily affected by things such as the weather, minor wrong doings and anything that caused the soul turbulence.  That is why he could deduce and acknowledge things others couldn’t.  It was as if he could see things others could not.  His theory was there are people who can sense things such as when an earthquake was coming, just as some animals can sense Natural disasters before they happen. 

The problem is those people don’t know how to read what their body is telling them.  They would feel something; then a day or a few days later a disaster would occur.  However, they would never make the connection between the two things.  Caisar is a person who believes and lives by Spiritual awareness.  To him our Creator’s name is Nature.  He had signals coming to him just as everyone, only he was able to focus on them to make sense of them.  He referred to the signal as something transmitted to the brain which the brain would convert into thought for the person to make sense of it.  Thoughts come to everyone; but not everyone would or could put them together to contrive a concept.

Caisar had many talents, skills; but he never fixated on anything.  Now he discovered mountain riding.  Some did it on a jeep, some on an SUV, some even on a pick up; but he learned it on a dirt bike.  He had no life.  Everything was the past.  Riding mountains took him places no one else would ever go.  He found an actual underground world there also.  His life was insignificant, other than to his soul; thus, to him his life was mountain riding.  He did it for fun.  He did it to get away.  Life, society, and human kind had failed him.  He cared of nothing, other than things no one cared about any longer.  He was highly spiritual:  in a higher form than religion.  He thought of himself above human; because he worked for it.  He accepted he had flaws, fighting them every bit of the way.  He knew he had them; but he also knew he could defeat them.  He could overcome them!  He could control them, if he tried.  That was the problem with humans, as far as he was concerned; they decide not to even try!  To most people it just isn’t worth the endeavors to become perfect, pure, to be good.

Now he found his escape from humans.  No one wanted to go up the mountains where he would go.  Even the experts just had no business there.  They were forbidden grounds even to corporations and explorers.  When he would start riding a mountain, he was sure there would be no one there:  there would be no evil.  Only the Lord our Creator-Nature, would take him if It wanted to.  He knew the mountains well.  He had been to the top of all the surrounding mountains more than several times.  Nothing changed up there, unless he changed it.  Well, nature took its course; but he knew where he was going.  He knew every bit of accessible paths.  He even created some.  He had taken jumps no one had ever taken before and probably would never be attempted by anyone again.  He did these things without receiving any recognition for them.  What he did receive was the satisfaction that our Lord the Creator didn’t want to take him yet.

The day came when all his knowledge was needed:  all his jumps would be life dependent.  Society needed to get to those grounds; but they had neglected them too much.  It was untouchable territory.  They could get to the top and they could get to the middle; but they could do nothing on the grounds.  Geologically they had become the most vital grounds to humans.  It was said the planet was erupting and those grounds were the only gateway to salvation:  the only way to access the balancing point.

(The search for the light, the ark, and life)

Lost, even with all their knowledge and wisdom, the science commission was seeking a guide for the journey up to the world’s salvation.  They couldn’t use anyone other than the only person who had been up there frequently.  They had an inkling of the location; but how to get there was not humanly possible.  They heard rumors about The Mountain Rider, and found Caisar as a middle aged man with a childhood youth who had no purpose and no desire to associate with humans.  Yet, they had to acquire him.  Professor Travis, who was the project manager, stood tall with white hair when he located Caisar in a bar at a valley area.  Travis Borwick appeared older than he actually was and used his first name with his title; because he didn’t like his last name.  He tries to communicate with Caisar, while the professor’s entourage of three stood by, I’m leading an expedition up a mountain that no one alive has been up to:  other than you that is.  We need you to guide us up there.  He sits at Caisar’s table uninvited, That’s all.  It’s not a big deal.  You’ll be paid well.

Caisar starts exposing his wits and arrogance, Wouldn’t I be the one leading the expedition?  He was pointing out that most people getting credit for achievements were not the ones who merited the recognition.  Caisar explains, I was talking with this guy and he told me, I built that house.  All I could picture was him telling the workers what to do.  He didn’t build that house.  Those workers built that house.  The professor acknowledges, I see what you’re saying.  Will you lead us up there?  Caisar states, Lets’ see how well you show me my recognition.  Travis names the figure of fifty thousand dollars as recognition.  The mountain rider shows no interest at all.  Travis throws another figure out; this time it was one hundred thousand dollars.  There is still no interest expressed by the mountain rider.  Instead, he throws a figure of his own, One million.  Travis gets upset, Look, this has to do with saving the planet.  If we don’t get up there the planet is sure to erupt.  Now Caisar tells him, Don’t you mean the salvation of humans?  Travis gives him an expression of agreement, which prompts Caisar to remarks, Then it’s ten million.

One of the guys waiting for the professor sits down, Buddy, you don’t understand.  If we don’t get up there we’re all going to die.  That means, you too.  Caisar as The Mountain Rider tells him, I didn’t invite any of you to sit with me.  The professor looks at the guy and tells him, Get up.  Go sit someplace else.  As the guy starts to leave and Travis sits back down, Caisar comments, I know exactly what that means.  It means you’re going to die.  They didn’t actually understand what he meant by that since he would die also; but it did instill a lot of motivation in the form of fear.  The professor realized who he was talking to.  He remembered Caisar didn’t care about anything.  The amount of money was for recognition.  He probably knew he wasn’t going to see that amount.  He just needed the professor to accept it as Caisar’s achievement.

Then he hears Caisar get upset, It’s not a big deal?  Are you ready to go up there?  How much equipment do you have to take up there?  How are you going to take it up there?  Travis states, We’ll follow you, in cars, trucks.  Caisar explains, There are no roads.  You have to go up on bikes.  How many bikes are you going to have to take to get your equipment up there?  Travis shows determination, As many as we need.  Caisar gets real serious, Are you ready to ride like no one has ever ridden before?  Can you even ride a bike?  Travis goes to interrupt; but doesn’t have the chance. 

Caisar gets up, This isn’t a game.  There are roads up there I made.  I have made jumps to find out if our Creator wanted me; just to find out that our Lord the Creator didn‘t want me yet.  Travis attempts to speak; but it’s to no avail.  No one should have made those jumps; but I did it.  You know why?  Cause I did it!  Are you ready to jump off a cliff...with no hope of surviving?  Those words shut everyone up.  Caisar starts to walk away.  Then Travis stands to the occasion, I’m ready to take those jumps.  We’ll take as many bikes as it takes to get our equipment up there.  If we don’t go, if you don’t take us up there, we’re all dead:  everyone.  He looks around the room at all the listening ears, Everyone is dead.  With a sad sentiment he finishes, That’s what this is about.  Those words certainly caught everyone’s attention; but Caisar was still walking out. Travis and his crew follow after him as do Caisar’s arch enemies who were sitting throughout the bar.

Outside Caisar tells them, You’re insane.  If the world is going to blow up, because we don’t go up there; we’re all dead, cause you won’t make it.  I know you won’t believe this; but those are sacred grounds.  You have to follow with precision.  You can’t skip a beat.  You can’t slow down when you better not, and you can’t go fast when you wish you could.  He gets on his bike and starts it up.  Then he makes it roar like a monster, while stating, Get in front of my bike...  Go ahead...  No, really.  Get in front of my bike.  Travis stands in front of his bike with determination.  Caisar roars towards him, then stops; but before Travis notices Caisar speeds up again.  Travis grabs the handlebars in desperation to prove his determination.  Caisar pops a wheelie tossing Travis up and to the side of him.  As Travis lands on his feet, Caisar turns the bike to him, I never done that before.  Do you want to try it again?  Cause that’s what we’re talking about!  Everyone watching is stunned, and they’re even more amazed when Travis stands in front of Caisar’s bike again.  Caisar tears towards Travis, then stops short.

Almost eye to eye, he tells Travis, There are some things you don’t wanna try again.  Thinking he has convinced Travis he tries to turn and leave; but Travis grabs the handle-bars, Do it!  Do it again...  I know you can do it again.  Somewhat convinced himself, Caisar tells him, I said there are things you don’t want to try again.  He gives Travis an evil eye and prepares to run through him again.  He lets up, saying, That is the kind of faith you’re going to have to have.  He calls out to a known competitor, Sam...  How many people have made it to the top of those mountains?  The big, rouged, Sam responds, A better question is how many have died trying?  After both, Caisar and Travis have doubts, Sam adds, I’m willing to go with you, Mountain Rider.

The name Caisar was known but the name, Mountain Rider, was the name that made him a weirdo who would go up to the mountains to do who knows what.  A stocky Latin guy with a heavy mustache and trimmed beard named Juan, says, We’re all willing to go with you.  Caisar looks at all of them wondering what they were doing.  Sam clears it up for him, He’s talking about us all dying...  I’m not ready for that.  Juan states, I rather die, trying not to die.  Caisar smiles, At least we have a chance now.  He tells Travis, If they’re the ones carrying your equipment, there’s a chance in hell we’ll make it.  He looks at the guys and smiles.  Then he tells the professor, You put a million in ten of our accounts and we’ll make the trip.  The professor assesses the matter.  He thinks, there goes the ten million, and he got his million.  Caisar roars his bike to wake the professor from his thoughts, That has to be in our accounts before we leave, so if you have to leave soon you better get on it.  He tears off turning away from the professor, dusting up his shoes.  He rides off giving some of the guys a vigilant look with a slight smile knowing he did something good for them.  They were in admiration of him now.

The next morning the professor meets with Caisar at a coffee shop.  The professor inquires, You're a bit of a celebrity.  I read you were a war hero.  Caisar corrects him, Not a war hero!  I served my time.  The professor stares at him, There were a whole lot of news reports about you capturing a whole enemy squad by yourself:  including a whole frenzy about it having been a lie.  Was it a lie?  Caisar remembers, "We were in the trenches, under heavy rain.  The trench was crowded, so I went to a different trench.  The enemy came and was about to capture our platoon.  We hadn't slept because of the rain, and there was a bit of drinking going on; so no one heard them coming up on us.

He takes a drink of coffee, then goes on with the story, I was so covered in the trench, none of them seen me.  They went right by me.  He takes a puff of his cigarette, while the professor tastes his coffee.  Caisar blows the smoke in the air, I got up with my riffle pointing at them.  It's funny.  We had been practicing how to say I surrender in their language.  That was all I could think of saying.  He smiles at the professor, It turns out what we had been learning how to say was surrender.  Well, if you're holding your hands up, it means you're giving up.  If you're pointing a gun at them, it means for them to give up....  My platoon heard me yell it out and woke up.  While the enemy was turning to look at me, my platoon aimed at them and told them to surrender.  When they looked at my platoon, they realized we had the upper hand on them, so they surrendered.

He takes a long drink of his orange juice, After that, the platoon kept joking around at bars saying I had caught a whole platoon by myself.  People around would hear it, and it became true.  A reporter heard it and reported it.  The professor attempts a question; but Caisar continues, Then they sent a sweet reporter to try to get the truth out of me, or from anyone she could.  So I told her a lie about it being a lie.  Well, I told her it never even happen.  I told her I had bumped into another one of our platoons and everyone started taunting me that I had caught a whole platoon.  They just kept leaving out that the platoon was from our own army.  They finish their breakfast and order more coffee.  The professor asks for some water which reminds Caisar to order some more orange juice.

The professor wants the story clarified, Was it a lie?  Caisar bares a smirk, I never thought she would betray me and report it; but she did.  He leans back relaxing, I could have snuck out.  They were pretty far off.  They would’ve never heard me; but I pointed my gun at them instead.  Of course when I saw all their guns pointing at me, I decided to surrender.  My platoon did their share, no doubt.  So it's kind of a lie.  It was a joke that kind of went bad...and kept going bad.  The professor gets up to leave, You're a hero.  Those men would have been killed.  You didn't capture a whole platoon by yourself; but you did save a whole platoon.  Caisar accepts it, Yeah, I was honored for that too.  Almost speaking to himself, he says, Especially by the troops.  The professor stops to request from Caisar, Stop by my room.  I want to discuss a game plan for the trip.  Caisar signs with a nod and a slight wave indicating he would do that.

Chapter 2

(Conversion and translations as Tosor)

At the hotel, they pull some chairs outside to side in front of the room.  The professor remarks, I heard you preach a lot; which makes people feel you’re not a fun person.  Caisar leans back enjoying the quiet morning, It’s not the preaching that makes them feel I’m not a fun person.  It’s the things that I say, the fact that I’m right, and I guess the way I say them sometimes!  Mainly it’s the fact that I’m right.

The professor gives an acknowledging smile.  He takes a drink of water before saying, Yeah.  People rarely like it when someone else is right...  Does that mean you’re religious?  Caisar lights a cigarette while saying, You see, that’s how it gets started.  People ask then they get upset because of the answer.  The professor knows something Caisar still doesn’t know about the journey; therefore, he does want the answer.  What he doesn’t know is that Caisar knows more about the expedition then the professor is aware of.  Nonetheless, Travis seeks more information, Are you religious?  I want to know.  How upset can I get from the answer?

Caisar blows the smoke away from the professor, Sorry about this.  He takes a look at the cigarette, It’s a real bad habit I picked up.  Once you get started it’s real hard to stop.  It drains you of energy, and you live worrying about the damage it’s doing to your insides.  The professor adds to that, And the cough you end up with.  Caisar agrees, Yeah, that’s pretty embarrassing coughing and spitting out mucus a lot of the time.  The professor realizes Caisar had gotten away from the question, so he gives him a stare as if to remind him.  He soon finds out just how upsetting Caisar’s answers could be.

Caisar begins by explaining, I’m Spiritual, not religious.  That basically means I deal with my Spirit in everything that I do.  I make my own decisions, based on what my Spirit feels is right.  I don’t go to church; because I believe as the Bible states, a person’s best prayer is by himself.  The professor interrupts him, finding from Caisar’s expression that Caisar doesn’t like being interrupted, So you do follow the Bible?  Caisar exposes anger, You see this is what I mean.  People just don’t listen.  I said I make my own decisions.  I don’t follow anything other than my Spirit which is our Lord and Creator, Nature communicating with us.  Travis realizes he’s best keeping shut until he hears enough of the story.  It is apparent Caisar agrees with that by continuing his flow, "I use the Bible in concept; just as I use everything else, what I hear, what I see, and anything else I may read.  I take the things my Spirit feels are right and use them in my life.

It seems to the professor Caisar has taken a different personality in preaching, Life should be looked at as a maze.  Everything that was put here should be here.  For those who question why the Creator permits bad things to exist; life is a maze to sort out those who can make it through the maze.  There is a goal, and not many make it through the maze.  Therefore, they must get it right to achieve the goal in life.  Obstacles have been placed for the person to go around them to prove the person understands the concepts.  When it is looked at, the perfect you would bypass the party, the bar, the things that bring turbulence to your life, and you will be better for it.  You will live better; more calm and at ease.  Now the professor finds himself very interested, wanting to remain shut.  Caisar accepts that, giving the professor more, "Some things cannot be learned by a lecture or by reading them.  Some things you must reread over and over, and really study them