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CURSE OF THE WINGS


“Curse of the Wings” is the sequel to Daniel’s “Butterfly Kisses”. The quandaries in the character’s mind live on in “Curse of the Wings” as he tries to find answers to his mysterious connection to ‘Butterfly’ and the painful events of a large slice of his life. 
Dr. Anne Winning, Regional Director for the department of Employment and Training’s comments on “Butterfly Kisses” were…‘Daniel’s book is written from the first person perspective of a man going through a significantly difficult time in his life. He writes with an open heart about the struggles a man goes through at a time of a major life-transition. He makes no pretence about the trauma involved, yet his desire to live with integrity ensures that he keeps rolling with the punches. It is truly amazing just how many blows the man sustains with a woman with whom he experiences an extraordinary attachment. This book reveals just how difficult it is to be true to ourselves and live with integrity, yet it also poses the question of what we do to our lives if we do not follow the quest. An intriguing read!...’
Trish King, Director and National Training Manager for Trish King and Associates wrote…
‘I found this novel written by Daniel McKinnon to be such a fascinating read yet compelling journey of intrigue, adventure and self-discovery that I couldn’t put the book down. I can truly identify with the character James and his life motto of “wax up and paddle out”. So much so, that I have adopted this phrase and attitude in my training and consultancy business. He has given me the courage to deal with some harrowing situations in my life. Thanks James! I’m really looking forward to Daniel’s next book to find out what James’ next adventures will be and where it takes him. Daniel, as you commit to often - Wax up and Paddle Out! Life is one epic journey of little twists and turns…’

In Store Price: $29.00 
Online Price:   $28.00

ISBN:978-1-921240-23-2
Format: A5 Paperback
Number of pages: 345
Genre: Fiction

 

Author: Daniel McKinnon
Imprint: Poseidon
Publisher: Poseidon Books
Date Published:  2006
Language: English

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About the Author  

            Butterfly Kisses was Daniel’s first published book. It was written as the product to open up a creative passion. It was also written as a healing medium for some painful and difficult years of his life with many disappointments and losses to handle.

            Daniel had perceived that life had dealt its bitterest cards. He was wrong, and he needed to brace himself even harder and dig his fingers into the ledge even deeper. The part of the dusty road that had seemed so rocky was no where near the highway yet. It is still a long and lonely track with little shade from life’s scorching sun.

            The small capsule of relief that he decided to use as a panacea was within the escapism of the following sequel to Butterfly Kisses. Although tragedy often gives birth to creativity, he is hoping that he doesn’t need to become any more creative.

            The up side to all this has been the enjoyment that others have gained from reading Butterfly Kisses and he trusts all will gain even more in the mystical story of the sequel. So, please enjoy, Curse of the Wings.

Preface

 

Curse of the Wings is pure fiction. The characters, names and events are all fictional therefore, any resemblance to real persons, names and events is coincidental. However some of Daniel’s own life experiences have of course, been a catalyst to setting the shape of the final story into a solid, finished product.

            A symbol that the author wears is based on a precept of ‘breaking through the illusion’. Life is mostly illusion or at least perception. In other words it is only a truth to us alone, even as close as we can become to another human being. There is many a cliché bringing this home to us, ‘The glass half empty or half full,’ and so on. However, the cliché has a solid foundation. Happiness, anger, fear, peace, love, goodness, badness, all of these things emanate from the human brain. The energy taken to fuel any one of them is equal. It is purely our choice whether we want to be happy or sad, angry or at peace. We are all where we want to be, we are all who we want to be in the end. We must be, because we are all born with the qualities and more than enough power and ability to change any one of those things at any time.

            Often we choose to sit in a mud puddle and lament how dirty we are. It’s only because it suits us that we don’t raise ourselves up and wash it all away. Frequently it’s a warm bath that we don’t want to leave. Some of us want to be able to solicit others pity. Some of us are too lazy to move. Some of us lack the courage to feel the shock of the cold cleansing water, but it is only a choice.

I once argued this concept with a good friend and mentor of mine, my boss at the time. I was bemoaning the fact that in the beach resort town that I lived in so many bums surfed all day and drank all night, while I too was a surfer and yet I toiled at my job. He returned, “Well, that’s because you choose to do what you do.”

            “What?” I replied, “I have to pay off a mortgage and put food on the table and pay my bills. They just bludge off my taxes, on the dole! I have to do it.”

            He came back with, “Exactly, your pride in yourself requires what you do. You prefer to live in a nice home that one day you will own. You prefer to drive a car that’s not clapped out. You prefer to pay your bills and be able to look anyone in the eye. You prefer to have your woman’s pride in you when she gazes into your eyes. You also like to be able to look with pride at the man in the mirror. Starting tomorrow, you could do exactly the same things they do, but you prefer or choose to be you, so you might as well start enjoying being you instead of comparing yourself to people that you don’t even respect. Oh and Daniel, you get to do both; because of their choice, they will probably only get out of life what they are getting now. They will wear the results and then whine about their sad lot, it’s all a choice.”

I’ve never forgotten Donald’s words. The energy used to bitterly and angrily oppose everything in life could fuel the courage to embrace it or at least the bit of it we want. The energy that fuels hatred and turns people away from us could be used to learn to love and thus draw even more to us. The energy taken to fight everything and be unhappy could be used to be happy. Many have deep-rooted reasons from the past that they feel entrap them, but they will live for years in misery. Some never take the steps to confront the problems or get the help needed to put them on a road to recovery. Many spend so much time pushing loved ones away – loved ones that would have helped to carry the load – that they forget to have a life.

            There is so much to learn and so little time. Knowledge without the wisdom of the application is useless. Learn as much as you can as early as you can and apply it as early as you can. To put it frankly the theory of, Oh I have to go through it all to learn it, is bullshit! Learn from others, observe, listen, read. You don’t have to dive into a mud puddle to know it’s dirty. True, you may not get to feel the consistency of the gloop or get to choke on the slimy fluid, but you can check out the last person who got out of the pond. You can ask, “Is it better in there than in that nice, cool, clear running stream mister?”

            Go to rehabilitation centres and talk to the inmates. Go to an orphanage, go to the children’s ward at the hospital, go to an old age home, and talk to a street bum. Look at those less fortunate and only berate yourself for your own stupidity if you are not happy with the life within your own hands. The foundation of existence is a circle of actions. The Eastern religions and Christianity alike have a similar doctrine on this issue. In the east, karma and in Christianity, ‘You reap what you sow.’

I read a lot of interesting learning material. One recently, from a book a friend gave me, Life is unfair, accept it. There is more peace in acceptance than in resistance. Learn to work with what is a fact. We can choose to be victims or confront it with understanding. And then it mentioned the Karma theory, Remember, he that kills will be killed. He that cheats will be cheated.

            If we knowingly go into a dangerous place in our lives, who do we blame for the end result? A classic point from Swami Sukhbodhananda, a crocodile is still a crocodile even wearing silk pyjamas.

            How we treat others and ‘let’ them treat us is a reflection of our own self-image. Instead of going down the trail of self-destruction, check your own self-image in the mirror. If you are not happy with what you see, adjust your tie. Letting others abuse you will not fix or alter something you are unhappy with in your own self. Put the work in and fix it even if that means getting professional help to do so. Keep a check in the mirror as you do for your outward appearance everyday. When your hair’s a mess, you brush it. If your collar is up, you adjust it. What do you do when your inner self is all skew-whiff?

            A good friend of mine just recently was at a party and felt very strange. He wanted to drive home. His friends wanted him to take an ambulance to the hospital. They eventually got him to listen to them. He passed out at the hospital. A huge blood clot had travelled to his heart and shut down one complete side of it. The doctors have since told him that he would surely have died had he chosen to drive home. He has a young son that he wants to see grow up. Ross is not out of danger but he now has a real chance.

            One wrong choice can cost you your life or at least your happiness, which in effect is the same thing. All I can say is, at least lessen the odds. I know all this because I’m still making some of those mistakes, but I’m learning. Look at life for what it really is, not what you want it to be, if it can’t be so. Change whatever you can. Don’t let others control your mind. Never let a substance take over your mind. Your mind is your only steering wheel for your ship. Without control of it you will most certainly end up shipwrecked in life’s raging sea. Start living your life today. Be true to yourself, and remember, a crocodile is still a crocodile even in silk pyjamas. In other words, see life for all its lumps and bumps and especially its obvious dangers. Don’t dress up what you know is dangerous and destructive in the deceptive illusion of silk pyjamas to make it palatable.

Okay, I’ll get off my soap box now. Go get some chocolates and a bottle of wine, curl up on the lounge and enjoy my new book.    

Daniel  McKinnon

 

1 - Read A sample of Chapter One

 

Curse of the Goddess    

Seth! Seth, what have you done this time my brother?”

The long cape of the stately warlord flowed behind him as he strode along the marble promenade. Seth’s right hand was clenched around the handle of the ornate golden rapier – as was his way. A gleam of reflected light shone off the silver buckles securing his breastplate. His jaw was clenched tight in pensive consternation.

            “Is that you Gabriel? Why do you seek me out? With your powers of perception you already know all things that I do and that I feel.”

            “My brother why do you continue to feel? You know it is forbidden to feel or to think? You have the inherent ability to make decisions but you must never exercise this gift. You possess a free moral agency but you are not free. You cannot be. It is a gift of knowledge, a privilege to hold within but it is eternal suicide to open the lid of the golden chest of intelligent or intellectual freedom. It is just for you to know that it is there. You have been down at the Earth place this day haven’t you?”

            “Gabriel, again you would already know this. Today I held within my hand a dragonfly. It was so beautiful. It had wings like ours except they were translucent like tiny sheets of diamond-mist.”

            “Seth, listen to me. You know you are never to touch the dragonfly or to hold one within your hand. Why have you taken such a risk my ancient friend?”

            “It is her isn’t it Gabriel? Well, isn’t it? Isn’t it her? Answer me Gabriel, who knows of all things? It is Akarshoni isn’t it? She had wings of diamond-mist. Would she still be in that life form or would she be long gone into other lives? Tell me, tell me if you know!”

            “Seth, this is too dangerous for you brother. Your endless feelings for her are driving you crazy. You were given a reprieve last time because of your service and acts of goodness over the millenniums. But if you make contact with her again, there will be no avenue for the Grand Master. He loves you Seth, however his own decrees of justice will prohibit leniency this time. It will become a point of law and principle.”

            “I see, so again a made-up and useless law cast onto the alabaster stone within the jade corridors of the celestial courts of justice? I also know you my brother and in fact, the inner energy cells of all my brothers. Are you telling me that you do not question these same matters and issues that are burning within me? Just as I do?”

            “You must never speak those words again Seth. Do not put the Great One to the test or he will unleash the most cruel and never-ending pain upon you. It is written that it will be this way.”

            “It is WRITTEN? IT IS WRITTEN? And you never question the point of it being written?”

            “Listen to me Seth, please my brother. She was in the position of highest favour. The goddess who was his most prized possession of all the vestal virgins that serve in the crystal temple. He adored his creation. Her hair of molten gold on fire, her eye sockets set with emerald stone to adorn and compliment the alabaster coating that was as skin. Yes Seth, her wings were diamond-mist, you know that. Her elevated position in the universe was dependant on her not feeling love or inner connections to any other creature. He was aware that some feelings had started to grow inside of you for her. You were warned that you must never gaze into her eyes. But Seth, you broke the rules. You visited the crystal temple did you not? Did you not look into those settings of glistening emerald?”

            “Yes my brother, you already know of this. Why do you put me through some kind of inquisition?”

            “To get you to see the danger! You gazed into her eyes and awakened a stirring in both your souls from ancient times. He already felt the change point inside his energy fields but her ruby lips began to pale and it was then evident to the court of assembly that a rule had been broken. It has tormented him that he had to deliver the statutes of his own divine decrees and banish her to the earthly realm. You did put her life-force into the creature with wings, so very long ago. However, she has lived on, through many lives in the agonies of the men of clay. Her ache has been for you, the creature of her awakening and her soul keeps calling you to her. In her mortal forms she cannot remember what you looked like, but she would feel your energy when close to you again. You must never mate with her or …”

            “Or what Gabriel? We will both be eternally destroyed?”

            “Yes you know it. You don’t fear this? Surely you do?”

            “Do I? Do I? Or is the sanction for another reason? I have read from the marble tablets in the inner secret room of ancient things. I do not have enough power as a being to decipher the complete code at this point, but I think the outcome is different. I think the fear is of something of greater magnitude. It is the fear that our union may accomplish something far more unpalatable to the Grand Master. The writings tell of a quest for inner peace, a search for a grail, a symbol of a crusade to find completeness and for each being. It is the connection to the one. The one that has the mathematical matrix, matched to your own. I think the magnitude of the action that was taken alerts a much greater fear than just the upholding of the law itself.  You know of Michael’s thoughts on similar matters to this. It is evident from many of his manifestations and courses of action.”

            “You entered the secret room? Seth no, no. What have you really done this time?  It is too late for you now. He knows all things. You are surely now to be cast out. You know the punishment. Why Seth, why?”

            “Why? You ask me why? You, my friend have been my faithful companion on many a battle with the dark side. We have fought side by side against the hordes of Beelzebub. In these times of brotherhood we have exchanged our hearts and inner thoughts. You know why – to be true to one’s self. To be true to one’s inner, real core. You feel it too but you are too disempowered by fear to take the step you know you want and need to.”

            “And you are not afraid?”

            “Not any more. Now that I have tasted feelings. I must find Akarshoni. She will need me. Do you think the gains of honour and prestige in this bejewelled Kingdom of Celestial Lights would mean anything to me now? If I were to gain eternity and live under this clouded lid of untruth to myself, how would I gain anything? Nothing can hurt me anymore. It is too painful without her. My pain in watching her suffer in that place has taken away any ambitions. Is tangible dependant gain and status not more your concern?

            “No, my motivation is my love for the Grand One!”

            “Is it? I hear that, every set moment of time from the general assembly. A clichéd reply at best. I was granted the power also to see within.  Question your own inner values and you will see. You are prepared to compromise anything for these promises. It is not freedom of choice if it is a choice made because of the threat of destruction. That would make us little more than a robotic droid would it not?”

            “It is not just eternal destruction I fear Seth, it is eternal torture and pain that I fear more. His great powers fuelled by anger and jealousy are a fearful thing.”

            “Indeed it is so, and a very significant perplexity don’t you think?”

            “No, I don’t want to think, I must not. Seth, he granted you much power. You were feared by the forces of darkness, but only because he infused the level of dynamic power and strength into you that he did. He loved you and made you a warrior against evil that instilled trembling amongst their darkest warlords. Your heart is good. How can you continue? How will you be able to continue to do what you know you must, if he withdraws those powers from you?”

            “There are other types of strength and power. There is the power from the sword of integrity, goodness and values. These armaments can conquer many things.”

            “The forces of evil are strong, especially in the Earth kingdom. You will not have anyone to stand at your back when you face such ones. I cannot be there to fight by your side this time Seth. You will be so alone. Without your powers, do you think that you will make it? The Earth kingdom has been over run by Beelzebub. We are, in the long run stronger, but right now for some reason he is taking all that he wants unchecked.”

            “Gabriel, in all the millenniums of battle have you ever seen Beelzebub? Let me ask you further, do you wonder why such evil offends us so, we have such great powers, and yet still it triumphs in the Earth place as you say, unchecked?”

            “Maybe Seth that is because the men of clay are unique in that they have been granted open choice to embrace the evil or the good and in many of them there seems some of both.”

            “Indeed, and in whose image were they formed my brother?”

            “What is it that you are saying my brother? You cannot speak of such things in these celestial courtyards. All things are heard.”

            “All things except the cries of pain from the honest-hearted! I can speak of these things, it will just hasten my excommunication. Grant me one last meeting with you to discuss some things, as it maybe the last time we can ever speak. Please I beg of you.”

            “All things are clear and transparent to him. His energy fields are everywhere. This conversation has concerned me so. I am unsure of yet another.”

            “There is one place. The secret room of ancient things. The energy fields constantly surround most if not all things that are the Celestial City . As you are aware, this room is guarded by seraphs. There is a reason that this is necessary. I found out why. It is because the strength of the energy field if operational internally would destroy some of the sacred treasures. There are Earth things in there. Parchment manuscripts, marble tablets, some Earth garments and much more from the Earth project. There are also things from some of the other older worlds that we destroyed.  It is filled with a special atmosphere as there are too many conflicting substances and thus the energy field of knowledge surrounds it but does not operate inside of it. It has a neutral internal field.”

            “As you said Seth, it is heavily guarded, so I am sure that …”

            “The guards will change in three moments of time and it is my way to often inspect their post of duty. Also this will be close to the time-moment for a full assembly in the greater outer courtyard of celestial lights, including all seraphs. I will meet you there at the room at the ending of the third moment. Within the space of a tenth of one moment we will have a chance to enter and talk in neutral energy undetected, it has a neutral time-moment so we will exit at the same time as when we entered.” 

            “Seth I am afraid to challenge the fundamentals of …” But Seth was gone.

            Gabriel now had deep conflict to deal with. He was also feeling something, a sense of brotherly love for the warrior he had fought beside for so many millenniums. He felt sad. This was dangerous. These were Earth feelings. The blessings and maledictions bestowed upon the men of clay – feelings. To a spirit being these were signs of weakness, signs of failing power. Would he stand by his feelings for his fellow warrior or would he tighten his own energy core to squeeze them out? He knew his duty was to shield out these things immediately and take a stand against his long-term friend.

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