A SON OF LIFE

Introduction And The Word Became Flesh Greetings! I thank you for taking the time to read this story. I, Ian Matthew Maldonado have taken a new name, God given unto me, as St. John The Immaculate, only on paper (per Revelations 2:17, 3:12). I am of no theology or belief of man. In fact, I am a heretic who believes strongly in our Lord God, Jesus my savior, The Hoy Spirit, and Satan who was king of this world, who helped me out of Hell. I am of the secular world and much like you and the next man. The only difference is, God led me on a path in my life, unlike no other man. I believed in his word, as God, Jesus and Satan all spoke and acted through me, during my trials and tribulations. After beating Satan at his own Death Game, I was given the name, St. John The Immaculate. During my trials, I was working in the spirit or Remote Viewing (RV) with the Central Intelligence Agency and the Intelligence Community. This is my memoir of our work together, as the Triune Man, The BEAST (The Bio Electrical Anatomical Systems Terminal) and Operation Myspace. I feel there are truths that should be explained. This is my explanation of who I AM, what I have done and what is to come. This is not a horror story, but a little of each genre. This is in no way tied to any particular religion or faith either. This is solely my experience in Hell, and how “I”, became “We” and “we” is “I”. For I am a new Man. A new Myth. A new Legend. What I experienced was real to me. As it happened in my theater, or head. You decide if the events depicted in this collection did in fact take place or was it a figment of my imagination. Was it a spirit war that took place? Did this really happen? It is up to you the reader, to decide. Some of the names have been changed to protect my friends and families identities. But the story is an actual account of what all took place, with some fiction to spice it up just for you. It all took place not too long ago. I hope you enjoy this book that I have produced just for you, the Reader. Believe as you wish, but believe this unto me, for there is a world of Spirits amongst us. I ask that you please be patient with this project, for this is my first book and it jumps around from time to time. Under the direction of God and The Heavens to scribe this, this is the Last Gospel of Man and a New Testament to Life. The first in a series because this story couldn’t be told in one book. For the Bible has continued to be written through past scribes right until our very present. But the Church has forbidden their publications. And others who have been published, have not been read, as our renowned Bible has. They are only heard in Song and Dance. Now here comes the fun. Amen. “For all the forces of Darkness cannot stop what God has ordained” The Son of Light We are all stars who have been coming for years, to your planet Earth. We are a million and one heroes from long ago. We have been infesting, migrating and building our army of One, versus the Evil One’s army. A war is amidst us and will physically take place. In the flesh, as well as in the spirit, or as we call it, a psychological warfare. The year was 1974. It was a beautiful September’s day when my mother, Jean gave birth to me. My mom and my father Frank, were two God blessed parent’s, living in Albuquerque, New Mexico. The Land of Enchantment. The Land of the Lost. The Land of the Dark and lowly. It was also known as hell, in the epic spirit world. The land of the Evil One. My name was to be One, but with one meaning. My birth name given unto me, Ian Matthew Maldonado. Me. When I was born and my mom was laying in rest, an angel came to her and told her, “You and your son will be blessed. For he is a giver of Light, in a dark world, he is special in the Eyes of the Lord.” My mom didn’t know what to think of it. She knew what she saw, for the angel had appeared in the window of the hospital room. Apparently he just floated outside of the window, and then translucently rendered himself through the window and appeared in her hospital room. He was twelve feet tall and was draped in white linens and had wings. He was surely a messenger of God, or the god’s. Another angel came to her, draped in black with black wings and appeared to be a raven. He appeared to my mother and said, “Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord. For he is the child of the most high, the highest heaven. For you are the One!” He was pointing directly to me, who was laying still in my nursery bed. When both the angels appeared, my mom fell out of consciousness and passed out. She woke up some time later and was gladly revived by my dad’s presence and their baby son, me. My mom was happy and pleased and couldn’t believe what she saw and just brushed it off as a dream. She told my dad, “Baby guess what?” And my dad replied with, “What dear?” “Two angels appeared to me and told me that Ian was special and of the most high and we’re going to be blessed!” my mom said. “Oh si! Where did you see them?” my dad asked. “They came in from the outside and through the window and appeared at the foot of my bed. One was white and the other was black. They said Ian is the One. He’s so special Frank, he’s going to be someone special!” my mother replied. My dad came back with a, “Wow baby!” Just then, some of my aunts, my dad’s sister’s, came to visit us in the hospital. They wanted to see how we were doing. My mom, who is from Colorado Springs, Colorado, was new to Albuquerque. Her and my dad had moved to Albuquerque after he was discharged from the Army. My dad was stationed at Fort Carson, here in Colorado Springs. My mom and he met in 1970 or so, after my dad came back from Vietnam. He was military intelligence in the 25th Infantry Division. He drove and commandeered a recovery tank and worked tight with Charlie Brown, a code name for INTEL. My dad and his convoy would go and load and recover tanks, jets, helicopters and other vehicles from the Vietnam Theater of war. After he finished his tour of duty, one year exactly, the Army discharged him to Fort Carson, Colorado. My mom and dad met one day while cruising one of the main drags here in town, called Nevada Boulevard. When they were young, and if you had a car or a friend with a car, you would go cruise the boulevard. They would cruise up and down and check each other out. This is how everyone met, and partied and made out, or whatever have you. When they met, my dad was just 21 years old and my mom was 20. They dated for a year or so, while my dad finished his tenure with the Army. He went back home to Albuquerque, and came back for my mom a year later. When he returned to Colorado Springs, he and my mom got married. They lived here in the Springs until 1974. My mom, who had gotten pregnant with me in January of that year, had retained a good job, as well as my dad. They both always had good jobs, and worked hard every day. My dad was a cable installer here in the Springs. This is where he made his start. He would later get a better job with Albuquerque Cable Television, as it was called back then. He was offered the opportunity to take a better job as a Lead Technician and would later become a Supervisor. My mom, on the other hand worked, at that time, for the city. She had went to business school in Kansas City. When her and my dad met, she was a secretary for the Parks Department. As I said, they always retained good jobs. Together, after being married for a couple of years, they decided to move back to my dad’s hometown of Albuquerque, New Mexico. In July of 1974, they moved to my hometown. At that time, my mom was already seven months pregnant and was already really big. I was a big baby when I was born. I weighed in at a hefty 10 pounds, 8 ounces. I imagine my mom was huge at that time. Just from her pictures, I knew I was a big baby.