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When The Angels Have Risen

ANDREW FEDER

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About the Book

It seems with each election year, the United States becomes more and more bitterly divided, particularly when religion is thrown into the debate. When The Angels Have Risen explores these timely issues through one man’s journey.

 

Jerry Fletcher is a down-on-his luck man from Los Angeles who, after unpleasant clashes with government suits and contemptuous authorities, has become decidedly bitter against the establishment. He relocates to Las Vegas to start a new life and, after a year of living in the City of Sin, he takes off on a hiking trip with some of his co-workers.

 

During the trip, he is mysteriously transported to an alien spaceship. On board, he meets an otherworldly being named Yoshu’ah, who confides that many of the Judeo-Christian teachings were actually provided by the alien angels.

 

In addition, Fletcher learns that an alien war has been waged for thousands of years for control of Earth. The aliens send him home to explain his new knowledge, turning this previously apathetic man into a man with a message!

 

What happens when Fletcher returns home and the government catches onto his plans?  Read When the Angles Have Risen and follow Fletcher’s exciting, passionate, and dangerous journey to its surprising conclusion.

 

About the Author

Having lived several lives in one, Andrew Feder during the eighties lived in Israel on a Moshav for six years as a grape farmer, and after returning to the United States, for the next ten years, he was a contractor and owner of a construction company. In the late nineties, he drove a cab and a limo during hiatus while working as an assistant director in the film industry. At the end of the nineties, he moved to Las Vegas from Los Angeles, where for one year, he was (and hates to admit it) a “damn” telemarketer selling long distance, and for the past five years he’s been a graphic artist.

From his college years, he wrote several editorials and short stories. Much later, during the so-called midlife crisis, he evolved in his development to include writing both novels and poems along with subsequent screenplays.

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II Kings 2:11    As they kept on walking and talking, a fiery chariot with fiery horses suddenly appeared and separated one from the other: and Elijah went up to heaven in a whirlwind.

Still spinning within the illuminating whirlwind, I felt a sudden slow descent. The swarming warm, golden light began to evolve into a brilliant but intense blue light. During my descent, there was a perpetual numbing of my body and mind like a deep intoxicating slumber of the “Raven’s opiate.” So I began to fade away into what seemed like a deep, very deep sleep.


 

    Out of what seemed like if not days then hours, I stretched and yawned, now awakened from an apparently long, deep sleep. My eyes slowly opened. Still feeling groggy and my equilibrium still not all there, I took in my immediate surroundings and then realized that I was standing on some kind of a crystal-like platform which was enclosed with enormous crystals of gold, blue, green, and purple which surrounded the platform.

Within moments, a large crystal retracted, allowing me now a full view of my immediate surroundings. It was so surreal that my perspective of reality became distorted.

Though my equilibrium and my mind became more balanced, my body was still tingling with a new sensation as the numbing slowly subsided. I felt as though my blood was beginning to flow throughout my body. A newfound awareness began to emerge. But my first thought was... Is this a dream? My surroundings and circumstances could be analyzed by thought, but my feelings reflected an unusual comfort with my immediate environment. Perhaps I was dreaming or I was having what some might call an out of body experience, but nonetheless, there was no immediate fear of my surroundings and I felt a sense of ease and security for whatever reason. 

From the distance, a tall figure slowly neared. Though I noticed that I could freely leave the crystallized chamber, I waited with curiosity as the approaching figure''s features came into my focus.

The figure seemed to be gliding, but when I looked down, I realized that this was just illusi

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