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The Seed Of God Part III (A Mini-Series)
The Seed Of God Part III (A Mini-Series)
The Seed Of God Part III (A Mini-Series)
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The Seed Of God Part III (A Mini-Series)

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This is PART III of a Tetralogy (a story broken down into four parts)
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Robert realizes that without his catabolism of his plant's magical abilities, he is unable to enjoy the things that he once appreciated; passionate interests he had held before his current state of existence, during a time in his younger years when he was in a much better place mentally. Thus, he continues to utilize the giant green entity's powers to grant him joy and satisfaction in his prevailing life that was previously miserable and unfulfilling.
During this time, Robert is fully aware that he is enduring the same reality--filled with the same day-to-day circumstances that had caused him to form such a poor mental state-that he had possessed before the miraculous emergence of the enchanted plant and the gifts it bestowed upon him. Though he is sure that making adjustments to his being would be of great benefit to his mental health, Robert finds himself unwilling to change for a number rational reasons. Thus, he deems the plant and it's magical abilities to be a great ally; one that can cure his unhappy and empty soul without any effort on his part.
Learning that the powers granted to him are able to benefit not only his morale, but also other aspects of his life, Robert begins using them to improve himself in a variety of ways that result in a number of favorable outcomes. All seems well for Robert as he becomes more and more of the person he always wanted to be; even while inhabiting a truly loathsome life that the plant continually numbs him from. However, everything will change for Robert after one impulsive decision; a decision that will alter his view of the world forever, consequently giving him reason to transform his life rather than hide from it.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherIan Cardenas
Release dateJul 9, 2017
ISBN9781370421732
The Seed Of God Part III (A Mini-Series)
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Ian Cardenas

I'm a writer born and raised in Virginia. I once let my mind wander and it never came back. I would have gone looking for it, but I'm not about that life. My writing style is all over the place and I write all kinds of genres. Enjoy my books and hopefully they will make your life better in some way.

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    The Seed Of God Part III (A Mini-Series) - Ian Cardenas

    Part III

    Robert awoke the instant his alarm clock began wreaking havoc on the utter silence of the house, aside from the soothing melody that the central air conditioning unit softly played. It was four in the morning and he didn’t feel quite ready to get out of bed, so using a maneuver that is ingrained in literally every human being, Robert bent his arm backward as he remained comfortably on his back to turn off the thunderous blare of his wakeup call. A shame, he thought, for he had just recently figured out how to set music as his alarm tone, and in celebration of his discovery, he had just downloaded the song Eye of the Tiger by the band Survivor. But he knew he would never be able to listen to any more than ten seconds of it before his dear wife sharing the bed would be at risk of blowing a gasket. So after about seven seconds of enjoyment for his ears, maybe eight, Robert turned off the tune that was quickly making its way down the upstairs corridor and into his wife’s ear canals. Then, reaching in his night stand drawer, he pulled out a pair of headphones, plugged them into his phone, and began listening to the rest of what he believed to be one of the greatest rock compositions of all time. What a fantastic song it was—Eye of the Tiger—the theme song for Rocky III, topping music charts worldwide, winning a Grammy, going platinum, having a movie named after it; the track was a masterpiece. As Robert listened, he couldn’t help but become optimistic, joyful, motivated, inspired, and downright nostalgic. The 80s man. That was a decade to be alive. Those were the good old days. What he would give to go back.

    When the song ended, it was 4:07 AM, but with all the nostalgia running through his head as the music rivetted through his brain waves, memories brought on by listening to that powerful jam that Robert hadn’t truly listened to since, well, probably the 80s, he felt the song to have lasted much longer, even though he knew it was no more than four and a half minutes long. He debated listening to it again but decided that the influx of all the reminiscences that Survivor’s masterfully recorded hit developed in his mind from listening to it just once, was enough for one day. Those reminiscences related to being a teenager, and living in a whole different time, in a whole different world, in a whole different walk of life, and in a whole different existence; one that he remembered being so much happier in. Robert never really gave much introspection about the feelings he had when he was younger, and without those introspections, he never gave himself the opportunity to figure out what made him so much more content in his youth than he was in his current stage of life; middle-age.

    Time was the culprit here. Time was always to blame. Robert always cursed at the clock and attributed it to his problems. If he only had the time to sit down and think about these valuable life lessons, maybe he could figure out the cause of the misery he was feeling more and more with the passing of each day, excluding his meetings with Jack’s magical Beanstalk of course. But Robert felt that there was never enough time in the day for truly therapeutic contemplations and that me time he could use to help himself was nonexistent. There was too much work to be done and too many tasks on his calendar. And though he knew his early mornings could be great opportunities to attempt to figure his issues out, he rarely had the motivation to rationalize the such gloomy feelings of his current circumstances versus the such magnificent ones of his past. Robert just wanted some leisure time, some alone time, and a chance to relax during his early mornings. He needed it, because he didn’t get much of it at any other time.

    With relaxation on his mind, he cleared his head and stared at the ridiculous crystal chandelier that hung directly over his line of sight as he laid in bed. What a stupid purchase. All his hard-earned money going to bull shit like this. Glancing over at his wife, the perpetrator of such a heinous purchase, Robert realized that relaxing was not an option, for too much negativity began to enter his cognition as he laid next to a woman he felt he potentially loathed. Plus, jamming to that song really got him pumped up anyway, the emotional recollections aside. Thus, with the combination of his pessimism and song-produced vigor, he hopped out of bed, put on his robe and slippers, and went downstairs to turn on the coffee pot and read the various news sites on his laptop. Ugh. Violence, disaster, greedy politicians, arguments over pointless matters. Robert wondered why he even read the news. He supposed it was just part of his daily routine, a habit he had picked up since becoming domesticated, boring, and deflated.

    He sipped on his coffee and walked to the entrance of the fortress to Jack’s Beanstalk. It was only 4:30 AM and he felt he already had enough of the day. The soothing stalk seemed to be his only saving-grace as of late. He unlocked the heavily bolted gate and made his way inside the Jurassic Park-like enclosure to say hello to the only thing that brought him joy in life. He untied his robe and left the entire front half of his body exposed to the elements as he hugged the plant, feeling it’s giving nature re-energize him, turn his negativity into zeal, and cause him insuperable pleasure in both his body and mind. Jack’s Beanstalk never failed to make Robert’s day a little more bearable.

    After greeting the green giant, he ambled blissfully toward a storage container where he had put the enormous leaf

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