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The Humana Project is a global conspiracy mystery filled with all the "who done it?" anyone would want to listen to. In the business center and governmental centers of the United States, Valeska Vargas, the director of the GLOBAL OPERATIONS of the HUMANA PROJECT has selected two FBI agents to investigate why some of the small corner meat markets in northern Texas refuse to agree to a win-win scenario that is sweeping the nation.

"Walter, you old rascal," chuckled the barista as she placed the steaming cup of black coffee on the counter. Walter Shively raised an eyebrow, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "I've told you, young lady, it's not polite to call an old man a rascal," he said with a wink, taking the coffee in his weathered hands. The warmth was a comforting contrast to the chill outside, and he took a sip, savoring the bitter taste that brought him back to life every morning. The barista, barely in her twenties, giggled.

Alexander, Alex to his friends, sat on a wobbly wooden chair much too large for him. At his kitchen window, he spent time alone watching the raindrops slide slowly down the uneven window panes and fall onto the window sill. His childhood wrecked by turmoil and deprivation, was not unlike all of the other children in the coal camps that filled the hollers. The houses, nothing more than lap siding and rusting nails, held many dark secrets, many untold stories, and many hateful words.

Far be it for me to assume that I possess the power to cast a spell or imagine that a simple word could conjure images or tell stories or spin a yarn that would last a lifetime. With my camera, I can only take photographs of things that are real, things I see, and things that will be shared by others if they only look at them. Yet, in some way, some mysterious way, each of us sees things that can change our lives.

Jackson Stafford’s World of Entrapment finds the host being manipulated by personalities he thought were imprisoned in mental bondage 15 years earlier. Ben, Darrell, Randy, and Carl are seeking to further expand their control and take over their host’s life.

The two friends continued their conversation, unaware that their seemingly innocent banter was about to take a dramatic turn. Unseen by them, a black sedan with tinted windows pulled up to the curb a few feet away. Two men in suits stepped out and approached, their eyes focused solely on Mark.

When I found out the truth about the ‘hunt’, I could hardly believe it. It held me in a state of disbelief. Yet, having witnessed it myself firsthand, there was no way of denying that it wasn’t real. Not all of the men who went into the valley’s forest to hunt returned alive. It was a risk that each of us understood and accepted as a fact of life. It was, at least for me and my brothers, something that we’d wanted to do, no, something that was expected of us to complete before we became much older.

Jacob, Ron, and the two editors-in-chief are on their way to a meeting that will be held at the Washington Sentinel's building. The four will sort through the information from the Valley of the Dead field doctor. The four newspaper professionals will lay out their strategy for breaking the story to the world. Every consequence must be discussed. The legal portion must be considered if Names are to be Named. Back at the university, the four research students have gained permission to study off-campus at Deborah's place, but is it safe?

In a world overrun by wealth, greed, and people seeking to become even more controlling, GLOBAL HARVESTERS INTERNATIONAL began the HUMANA PROJECT to become an intriguing part throughout the world to assist with proportionately reducing homelessness and poverty. If the food supply can be controlled by a sect of the one percent who have limitless resources, then they have and can maintain limitless power.

Fitting in can cost you your life. For Deborah Sophoria Rothchilds, fitting in wasn't her main concern as she followed the road maps that would lead her to one of the most unbelievable discoveries of her life. From that point, running was all she seemed to think of doing. Running for her life in the shadows of the Midas touch. She was born into the world's most aristocratic and wealthy families, so she had the world at her fingertips. But, even for the world's most wealthy, there comes a moment of truth.

This is a story of how one’s dreams can usually be obtained, but only by hard work and determination, and those one or two people we may not even consider to be our friend's encouragement along the way. It’s a story of pathways that converge at a point that leaves a lasting impression on us, only to go their separate ways and make us lose hope of ever finding that pathway that touched our hearts so deeply .

A long time ago, in valleys squeezed between mountains that reached into the heavens, the workers of the mines in a place named Sorrows pushed through the snow and rain to provide for the needs of their families. They descended into the depths of the earth, a place where many wouldn't dare go, to dig out a living in a dark dimly lit place where some never returned. Paid pennies for their back-breaking work, they often supplemented the needs of their families by growing gardens and raising livestock. It was a common sight in the valleys along a lazy river that snaked through the mountainsides.

During the elaborate journey, employees from the project have their lives turned upside down as Sarah and Deb are first threatened by an agent from the FBI, and then eventually rescued by an unknown elusive hero. Matt, a willing associate to the blackmailing of the two ladies, falls into the spider’s web that’s enveloping the entire project.

Jackson is setting in a hospital treatment room. His life is comprised of hopeless memories and whispers full of shadows, until death comes to visit. His wife has been pushed to her limit trying to understand what is wrong with her husband. This story is based on some truth about personality disorders, personal experience, attempted suicide, and dysfunctional demons living within Jackson Stafford.

Echoes, the book, is a collection of dreams, memories, thoughts, and motivations--comments meant to inspire and encourage those who may have traveled the same roads. Echoes is a book that will be a continuing work as I add new memories and comments over the years for my granddaughter, Astrid. This collection is a gift to her to remember me long after I've ascended.

On Leave: A Sailor's Memory is a short story intended to touch the heart of people both young and old, civilian or military. It's a story about a sailor's homecoming, a vacation, on leave for only a short moment. During this short time at home, the sailor learns the truth about his father.

Darkness choked him. It choked him every night. There was nowhere left for him to run. Solitude, loneliness, and fear loomed in the air as thick as morning fog. Where could he go to hide? He jumped into bed, clutched the covers up around his neck, wedged the blanket under his feet, and prayed for comfort from the watchers, ghosts, unseen visitors, monsters, and those unwanted and uninvited specters that always come from the other world into the room where he slept. They invaded his will, his mind, and his soul.

No significant changes occurred in the quiet valley community after their encounter, after their passing. The only changes that were detectable were those in the life of John Davidson. The community sat at the foothills of the Great Rocky Mountains. It was a small friendly town bordering the Pacific Time Zone. This was John’s home. This had been his home all of his life. He often wondered why the visitor chose him, but after the outcome, he tried to forget the whole affair.

He can't seem to shake the memory. From the top floor of his office building, he stands in the window and looks out over his domain, one of the cities that never sleeps in the north. His mind is drawn to a simple uncluttered encounter, a scene stuck in his mind for over 15 years. Miles away, on the outskirts of a place called the "Shanty Town", Mrs. Craft remembers a person met by accident at the train station's taxi turnabout. She barely said thank you as he held the taxi door for her. But as he held the door, there was an undeniable sensation that he'd see her again.

Randall Sullivan slumped in the passenger seat aboard a speeding train on its continuing trip between the realms of truth and fantasy. He will awaken, like many others, without a ticket, without any knowledge as to how he arrived in the seat across the aisle from an elderly couple dressed in gray attire. But during his time on this train, he’ll come to understand a mystery few have ever known. Many are travelers, those who languish between this world and the next.