This is an important and timely question explored in the highly acclaimed spiritual novel, SNOOZE: A STORY OF AWAKENING, winner of the 2015 National Indie Excellence Award for New Age Fiction.

Written with young adult and young-at-heart readers in mind, SNOOZE further proved its literary merit by being selected as a 2016 Readers’ Favorite International Book Award Finalist in the Young Adult-Coming of Age category and receiving an Honorable Mention in the 2014 Beach Book Festival Prize competition in the General Fiction category.

Now for the first time ever, this epic visionary tale is being officially serialized—in both readable and audible formats.

You’re invited to join—either with eyes or ears—Max Diver, a.k.a. “Snooze,” along the razor’s edge of a quest to rescue his astronaut father from a fate stranger than death in the exotic, perilous Otherworld of sleep.

This inspiring tale interweaves a plethora of paranormal and metaphysical subjects, from Bigfoot and enlightenment to the Loch Ness Monster and time travel via the Bermuda Triangle.

In her review of SNOOZE published in INDIE SHAMAN Magazine, June Kent had this to say about what she described as “superlative fiction”: “Engrossing, entertaining and occasionally humorous, SNOOZE also takes a look at a wide range of subjects including levitation, telepathy, lucid dreaming, spirit animals, parallel universes and shamanic-like journeying, giving a wide range of information effortlessly absorbed as you enjoy the story as well as much food for thought.”

If you’d like your own downloadable review copy to share your thoughts via Amazon, Goodreads and elsewhere, read details and contact the author with your request.

Naturally, your generous review would be greatly appreciated even if you simply enjoy the full text now being presented on this blog and numerous podcast platforms. Keep in mind that paperback and ebook versions are for sale. A complimentary online version is also available for your reading pleasure.

IMPORTANT: Be sure to follow Snooze 2 Awaken and/or Sol Luckman Uncensored for alerts as new chapters of the 84 in total that make up Max’s extraordinary story become available.

Sweet dreams!

SNOOZE: A STORY OF AWAKENING

By Sol Luckman

CHAPTER EIGHTY-FOUR

Reentering space-time was much easier than leaving it. Captain Diver and Max suffered only a minor hiccup or two, before finding themselves floating high above the Atlantic under a full moon that made the water ripple like a sea of mercury.

“How are you doing there, Dad?” asked Max telepathically.

“I’m a little disoriented—but I’ll be okay. You?”

“Same here.”

Max was disoriented—and more than a little, to be perfectly honest. Space-time was blipping by in disconnected photo frames much like time-space when he had first entered it.

Several minutes elapsed before he was able to switch his “operating system” back to that designed for the material sector. Even then, his native world appeared strangely foreign—practically unreal—to his eyes.

“It’s good to be back,” said Captain Diver. “Even though I suppose it’ll take some getting used to. Have things changed much?”

“Not much. But they will soon.”

“Come again?”

“Let’s just say I have work to do.”

“I’m being contacted by radio, Max. What should I tell them?”

“Tell them the truth: you’re Captain Thomas Diver in the Tempus Fugit seeking permission to land.”

“Roger that.”

Unreal or not, it was a gorgeous night for flying. With permission to land the Skyhawk having been granted, Max followed his father up through the Keys, past Miami glittering with lights, and all the way to Cape Carnival, where the lighthouse beam from Dolphin Point was rotating through the shadows.

“So are you good to go, Dad?”

“Yeah, I’ve got this. It’s just like riding a bike.”

“I’m sure you’ve got a debriefing and some press interviews ahead. It’s probably best if you don’t mention my involvement in your rescue.”

“Speaking of, Max, I have a ton of questions.”

“Don’t worry, I haven’t spent all your money.”

“Seriously.”

“I know you do. And I look forward to answering them. I look forward to a lot of things.”

“When will I see you again?”

“Soon.”

“Not soon enough, as far as I’m considered. In the meantime, I just want to say I love you, Snooze.”

“I love you, too, Dad.”

Fingers crossed, Max watched from above as the Tempus Fugit touched down safely on the tarmac of Cape Carnival Jetport against the setting moon.

Breathing a sigh of relief, he deposited his Dreambody in the Interface for Maxwallah—before sailing in his astral body back up the Eastern Seaboard to Connecticut at nearly the speed of light.

He awoke with a start, feeling stiff and vaguely uncomfortable in his skin. Stretching and yawning after removing his sleeping mask, he waited for his vision to clear—but it remained cloudy like a rainy day.

Realizing his contacts were still in, he sat up, removed them, and flicked them away. Instantly, the world popped into focus. He was with Pablo in his mother’s bed in her old bedroom underneath her portrait in his grandparents’ house.

His empty milk glass and plate of chocolate chip cookie crumbs were still on the bedside table. He was dressed just as he had been the night before: in his jeans, tennis shoes, and Tuesday’s Maroon University sweatshirt.

Yet something felt different. His skin was no longer glowing, as it had been in his intense dream of time-space, but he intuited that something even more profound than his vision had changed. Pulling up his sweatshirt, he was hardly surprised to find a tattoo of Leaping Dolphin over his heart.

Suddenly, there was a tapping against the window. He thought at first it was oak tree branches blown by the wind. But it kept happening. There was a noticeable rhythm to the tap-tap-tapping that seemed practically … human.

Max pulled back the curtains to find an enormous raven perched on the first-floor roof, head cocked and intelligent eyes staring at him almost mischievously.

It tapped the window pane again—as if demanding to be let in. If there was any doubt as to the raven’s identity, it was dispelled when the bird turned sideways against the dawn and opened its beak to reveal the rising sun.

THE END

~ ACKNOWLEDGMENTS ~

The author wishes to express his gratitude for the following highly recommended nonfiction works, which served as inspirations and indispensable technical references during the writing of this book: Intervention Theory Essentials by Lloyd Pye; The Source Field Investigations and The Synchronicity Key by David Wilcock; and The Structure of the Physical Universe, The Universe of Motion and Beyond Space & Time by Dewey Larson. The author is also grateful for the inspiration provided by the Hanged Man card from The World Spirit Tarot by Lauren O’Leary and Jessica Godino.

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