Jinn Book of Secrets: Book of Secrets

By Robert C. Miller

I wrote this book as a book of meaning upon meaning of a soul
that is lost yet found.
I mean how can I win yet lose what is my insante if it is induced
to my methods of life.
I am not in nor out, not seen nor heard and if my end had a
beginning were did I end?
To trace life throw death to collect time as found in sand to
count each grain as years, upon stars.
The light that opens, the dark and pushes me to act as if time
were my ally.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jul 2, 2013
• ISBN: 9781479735778

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Jinn

Book of Secrets

Robert C. Miller

Copyright © 2013 by Robert C. Miller.

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Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 1

I don’t know where this story began; I can only tell you what I saw and what was told to me. This story will take your mind to a new realm of thought. I mean, everyone has wondered if they would go to heaven or hell. The war begins now; can you win it?

Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it (Matthew 7:13-14).

I saw a young female sitting on the side of the building. The girl picked up a glass pipe and put it in her mouth. She then took a stonelike object and put it into the pipe. She was smoking and talking to someone, though I could not see who. I inquired into what she was doing and whom she was talking to. The woman stated that she was talking to her friend Jinn and getting high.

Do you need a date, honey?

I asked her what would make her do this to herself. The girl then gave me her name. She said her name was Peaches. I told her my name was Robert. I then asked her again why she was doing this to herself. Peaches stated that this was an ongoing war with Jinn.

Who is this Jinn?

Peaches replied, All I know is that he talks to me and pushes me to do drugs. The harder I resist, the stronger Jinn attacks. Peaches declared, Robby, you look like you have everything going for yourself with your nice clothes, gold watch, and cell phone. What do you do for a living?

I’m a consultant for a broker. I help families invest money into stocks, bonds, and other funds. So why do you hang out with this Jinn if he makes you do drugs?

The explanation to your question would be a long battle that I am losing.

Peaches, how did you come to meet this Jinn?

Peaches said that one night she went to a party, and Jinn was the man of the night. Jinn had a friend come over and talk to me. David was his name. Peaches recalled that David gave her a shot of what he was drinking, which was rum and Coke. We drank all night. We shared stories and lifelong dreams of being famous. After a few hours, Jinn pulled out some drugs from his pocket. Jinn reached over and offered me some crack and pills. Without thinking, I smoked with Jinn and took some pills. The sensation was like I was on cloud nine. Jinn promised me it would be an eternal bliss, but it was like being on fire. It was not an eternal bliss. It was an eternal punishment.

Peaches said that she lost everything to Jinn. After everything was gone, including the money, Jinn asked me how I would feed him. I said to Jinn, ‘You used to write me poetry of love in my dreams. Now all I see is death.’ Jinn replied, ‘Death is the opening round in heaven.’

Jinn, what would you know of heaven?

I know everything I need to know, and you will find out, young one. I will explain the order to you so you can see what it is like and how it will be. Jinn began to explain the order of the angels of God.

Jinn stated that there were five cherubs in heaven at the beginning, but now there are only four. The cherubs are the likeness of the living creatures; their appearances are like burning coals of fire, and like the appearance of lamps, it went up and down among the living creatures, and the fire was bright, and out of the fire gone forth lightning. (Ezekiel 1:13)

What are cherubs, Jinn? Peaches asked.

They are beings among the three classes of angels that never sleep, always watching the throne of God. The first cherub was the angel of light, Lucifer—Star of the Morning, or Serpent. The second cherub was Michael—Warrior, or Lion. The third cherub was Gabriel—Minister of Information, or Eagle. The fourth cherub was Raphael—the Healer, or Ox. The fifth cherub was Saraquel—Man. These beings carried the three-dimensional parts of God through space in our three-dimensional universe. Each cherub represented the highest of all flesh and blood created.

While I was sitting and listening to Jinn, he asked me if I would like another hit. This crack is mind-blowing, I said. Jinn described these cherubs as huge beings. He stated that it would take nine hundred years to get from their ears to their shoulders. Then Jinn put the crack in my hand, and the urge for this drug became insatiable. After I smoked all the dope, I had no money and had no way to get money.

Jinn gave me the idea to use the one gift that was given to me from birth: my body.

Jinn said, You can have sex for money. People have done this since the beginning of time, the world’s oldest profession. Jinn then told me to take a walk down Tenth Street and Bird Way.

The street was better known as Prostitute Avenue. I knew this was wrong, but the urge to smoke was too strong to say no. I went walking down Tenth and Bird Streets, and after ten minutes, a car had pulled up beside me. Jinn appeared and told me to get in. The car pulled off. The man introduced himself as Michael Wise. Michael took me to a motel in the downtown district of Madison. When we arrived at the room, we sat down and talked for about ten minutes.

Michael asked me what my name was and why I was a prostitute. I told him my name was Peaches, and I needed the money. Then I asked Michael why he was tripping, and he said it was a habit that started early in his life. Michael asked if I was hooked on any narcotics or drugs.

Why? Do you have anything we could do?

Michael said no and asked me if I had ever done this before. I just looked at him.

Michael said, You are just a little girl. You have never done this before. How old are you, Peaches?

I am twenty-one, and I will be twenty-two in seven months. I can’t wait.

Peaches began to cry, and Michael gave her a hug. Michael explained to Peaches that he could give her money and what the going rates were for this kind of work. Michael explained the rates to her.

A blow job is twenty dollars, and a fuck is forty dollars. To make love is priceless.

Peaches then answered, Well, I just needed a hit. That would be great.

Michael then pulled Peaches close to him. The two exchanged words. Peaches asked Michael if this would be a fuck. Michael replied, No, let’s try making love.

Peaches smiled and stated, Okay, I have never made love before. It was always in and out, the quickie.

Michael kissed Peaches softly on her lips and laid her down onto the bed. Exchanging kiss after kiss, Michael began to undress Peaches. Michael started by unbuttoning her blouse. He kissed Peaches on her neck, her breasts, and her stomach. Michael then unzipped her pants and pulled them off slowly. He looked at her soft body as if she were