This painting is specifically the image of the Horsemen that I make reference to in the book 'Deity', here is the exerpt to accompany the image.

The horsemen pass over head leaving a cold dark shadow of destruction in their wake. The ground freezes instantly and cracks from the cold and lack of moisture. A shadow quickly follows and everything the shadow touches turns a frigid shade of grey as if to signify it’s genesis into the realm of the dead.

Dr. Hamilton says after a moment of study… “They were metallic.
Did you see? They weren’t breast plates of armor, their mounts weren’t as it said,” he observes.
“What are you saying?” Mali asks.
“The horsemen, they were metallic. They were crafts of some sort.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure, and the sound they made as they flew overhead that low humming sound it was more like an engine than the galloping of horses even on air they wouldn’t sound so…mechanical.” He says after searching for the right word.
“What makes you say that?” Mali continues trying to pry a more discernable explanation.
“Because everything else we’ve seen has been a farce of one sort or another, but the thing that most concerns me is the fact that they went through a great deal of trouble to stage this whole thing.
Maybe a military strike of our own isn’t such a bad Idea after all.”
“What made you change your mind?”
“Well it would seem that the thing they have most in their favor is our unbending belief in the idea that the END is indeed upon us.
“What do you mean Doc?” Chief McNeil chimes in.
“Well Chief A belief that strong could quite possibly render us unable to defend ourselves, wouldn’t you agree?”
“How can that be?” Mali asks.
“Well Mali would you want to engage in a military battle against God? That thought alone is enough to place fear to the point of submission in the hearts of all who believe it, don’t you think?”
“I see your point; I mean what other reason would they have for playing so heavily on our belief structure, if not to use it as an advantage?”
“Precisely Mali…precisely.”

Boris' Horsemen

This painting is by Boris Vallejo (my favorite artist) it also depicts the horse men doing what they do best...terrorizing the masses.

4 Horsemen of t he Apocalypse

This painting is meant to depict the Four Horse Men of the Apocalypse the horses represent for stages of human down fall in order they are; Pestilence, Famine,War and Death. not necessarily in order in this particular painting.

Deity Cover Design

This image is a cover idea that I was toying around with, chances are I can come up with something a little better-but this will due for now.

Madonna and Child

This particular bit of text is another excerpt from the Deity novel. Below you will see the painting being referenced in the book.

Dr. William Hamilton is studying a 15th century painting by Filippo Lippi entitled ‘Madonna’ at the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
A painting of the holy mother praying over her child that seems to be being hand delivered to her by a cherub. Though the style and subject matter of this particular work was very common at the time of it’s creation this piece is somehow different.
In the distance a man and his dog can be seen peering warily into the evening sky at what he has identified as a UFO. It almost looks as though the virgin’s child is being dropped off, or purposely placed on this planet by the occupants of the craft.

Book Synopsis

The story takes place in New York City, where Dr. of Philosophy–William Hamilton has discovered a fact that could change the face of organized religion. A fact that would indicate, that human beings didn’t merely evolve from apes; but instead were created by intelligent design. The question however is whose design?

Contained within his Journal, Dr. Hamilton has documented the questions that we as humans commonly ask; the questions of where do we come from? How did we get here? What if the concept of Jesus was an illusion? And, is there a G.O.D.?

Dr. Hamilton has discovered that the answers to these questions point to one inevitable conclusion– that not only do UFOs exist, but we couldn’t exist without them. And perhaps human beings were indeed created by G.O.D. but not ‘God’ as we have come to understand him, but instead the acronym G.O.D. (the Grand Omnipotent Deity) which refers to an Alien race known simply to him as the Deity.

So, I ask you again – do UFOs exist?
Dr. Hamilton has spent most of his professional career examining the evidence left behind by the former evolutionary stages of human development. And in each and every stage of that development, UFOs have appeared in some way, shape or form.
He has researched the UFO phenomenon and how it ties into our origin as humans. He has examined the cave drawings, paintings and clues that throughout history have perplexed the entirety of the human race. But in doing so he has also uncovered the truth about us, the truth of how and why UFOs seem to be so important to us and our culture.

The answer I’m afraid is simple…

The Deity have been to us what we know as G.O.D. but unlike many teachings the Deity seek not to unify man, but instead to keep us as far away from any Idea of unification as possible as is evident in biblical text such as in Genesis 1:11 verses 5-7,

(5) But the LORD came down to see the city and the tower that the men were building. (6) The LORD said, "If as one people speaking the same language they have begun to do this, then nothing they plan to do will be impossible for them. (7) Come, let us go down and confuse their language so they will not understand each other."

But why? And what of unity? –Man’s inherent desire to ally himself one to another.

It would seem that Dr. Hamilton has inadvertently stumbled upon a conspiracy. A plan to invade the planet earth, but not an invasion in the traditional sense– where aliens come from the sky in full riot gear ready to fight fair and square for a planet that doesn’t belong to them– but an invasion that started at the dawn of time.

From the moment of man’s conception, tiny pieces of this plan were slowly and precisely set into motion. Starting with our DNA and the technology of genetic isolation, The Deity were able to combine traits from themselves, animals and other species to create a race of hybrids – us.

Now armed with this knowledge, Dr. Hamilton seeks to share it with the entire world in hopes of putting an end to the Deity’s plan. But the Deity are all–knowing and quickly become displeased with Dr. Hamilton’s findings and in turn set forth a wave of events (wielded by the hand of Satan himself) that ultimately prove to be man’s undoing.

Will Dr. Hamilton be able to stop the onset of Judgment with the knowledge that he holds in his head and in his journal? Or, will all of mankind be made suffer for the unification that we have failed to bring about?
Find out – The Deity.

Thoughts on Jesus (exerpt 1)

“I believe that the only way man could ever stop fighting amongst himself would be if there was a threat from another planet. Not a small threat, but a global threat.” He says paused and ready for the onslaught of verbal attacks. But to his surprise there is no attack so he continues.
“You see, it would then be us against them, humans verses aliens, no matter what the race, the religion or nationality, we would just be glad to see another human, man would truly be unified.
While it may actually seem far-fetched, ‘They’ are that threat Captain.
The problem is that man can’t wrap his mind around the idea that the God-Head or holy trinity is in fact an other-worldly faction.
There are many more examples, he adds.
“But the one that stands out the most in my mind is Jesus himself; he was the self-proclaimed son of ‘God’, understanding of course that ‘God’ is the Deity.
His birth was in and of itself a mystery, the technology for in vitro fertilization was not to be developed for some time, but somehow this was in all probability the method used to impregnate the Virgin Mary. ‘Immaculate conception’ a pregnancy clean from blemish or pure; meaning the seed was injected directly into her womb.
This made Jesus more Deity than human, people worshiped him, but that’s because they didn’t understand the message that he was trying to convey.
You see, man has a very limited intellect and the miracles Jesus performed were all misunderstood.”
“Wait a minute,” Mali interrupts, misunderstood?
“how dare you speak such things, you don’t think I’m just going to sit here while you attack the very foundation of religion, just to prove your theories of alien creation do you?” Mali questions angrily.
“I believe what I believe and you can’t change my order of faith.”
“I’m not trying to change your faith Mali; I’m merely trying to help you understand that faith is the key, don’t you see?
In the Bible it says that ‘by faith we are healed’, Jesus said this to many people as he healed them.
You see the fact of the matter is that he was saying that he wasn’t actually healing them at all, but that they were healing themselves by believing that they could be healed.
We all have the power to heal ourselves. Faith Mali isn’t what most people think it is, it’s a state of mind almost like hypnosis or a trance and if we focused on our ailments enough we could in- fact heal ourselves.
Jesus knew what he was and what he could do. With every miracle he performed; walking on water, the healings and calming of the storms, were all things he did with no discernable doubt in his mind that he was able.
Now in doing these things Jesus caused anger within the ranks of the Deity, he was slated for removal, so they had their agents ‘Pontius Pilot’ and all in his employ-take care of him, which is what led to his crucifixion, but he didn’t die.”
“What do you mean he didn’t die? It says in the Bible that he did in fact die. Mali says poignantly.
“What if he actually went into shock?” Dr. Hamilton asks.
“Because that’s what your body does when people stick spears and nails into it. Because they lacked the technology we have today his coma was mistaken for death, so…they did what anyone would do under the circumstances, they buried him.
Three days later Jesus awakened in a cave wondering why he was buried. Naturally he moves the stone and starts looking for his disciples. Along the way he encounters people that he’s seen before maybe even healed before, they thought he was dead so now ‘he has risen.’
But all the while the Deity watched and planned, they thought they were rid of him and his disruptions but here he was again spreading more of the secrets they’ve tried so hard to protect. So, in a last act of desperation they removed him in plain view of those who followed and worshiped him.”

Acts1:11"Men of Galilee," they said, "why do you stand here looking into the sky? This same Jesus, who has been taken from you into Heaven, will come back in the same way you have seen him go into Heaven."

“‘Jesus ascends into Heaven’. But this act didn’t have the desired affect, the Deity had failed. What they sought was to scare the people of that time into submitting to them, but instead they created another subject of worship, Jesus himself became a Deity in the minds of all men for all time.”

(exerpt 2) from Deity Novel

They ride along, with no destination in mind and begin to slowly get comfortable; Mali now warm beneath Dr. Hamilton’s trench coat begins to fall into a much deserved sleep while Dr. Hamilton continues driving. The road seems to go on forever as they are slowly lulled into a false sense of security– when a voice says from the rear seat of the car…
“I’m glad to see that you can be so light hearted about the deaths of your close friends. I mean you guys really look comfortable here.”
Looking into the rearview mirror Dr. Hamilton recognizes a face that sends terror streaking through his heart like lightning.
“Townes!” He yells, momentarily loosing control of the vehicle– it swerves from one side of the road to the other then back again.
“Hey calm down, where’d you learn to drive?” Townes asks rhetorically.
Now, a bit more under control Dr. Hamilton asks…
“How did you get in here? How did you find us?”
“Aw, sounds like you missed me William. Now…just where on Earth would two fine upstanding citizens like you be headed at this ungodly hour?” He asks cynically.
Mali waking from her half-sleep begins to realize what is happening and starts to panic.
“How did you get in here?” Mali asks grudgingly.
“Mali, you sound upset– aren’t you glad to see me?”
“No.” she answers hatefully.
“Well I’m glad to see you, I’m also glad to see that you and the good Dr. Here have updated your accommodations from that horrible subway tunnel, that place was beneath you-you know.”
“So it was you who was after us all this time?”
“Well who did you think it was? Jesus-who incidentally is a great guy, you really must meet him someday.”
“How do you purpose we do that? He’s been dead for over two thousand years.” Dr. Hamilton adds trying to make the statement sound overwhelmingly stupid.
“Now William you don’t seem to be having much fun. Has it been that long? I’m sorry, I loose track of time so easily these days.
It seems like just yesterday I was tempting Eve in the Garden of Eden. Causing the Black plague and the dark ages, then there was that time I chased you into the police station-and when I tried to warn you in all those dreams…ha, ha, ha-Good times, goo-d times.” He says leaning back into his seat and reminiscing.
“So let me get this straight, are you trying to tell us that you’re Satan? Dr. Hamilton questions surprised, “what have I done to warrant the attention of such a great being?” he asks sarcastically.
“You see? now you’re having fun-that my friend is an excellent question.
Which brings me to why I’m here. You’ve ignored all of my warnings Willy, can I call you Willy? Cause William can be so cumbersome to say.
You see Willy, the big guy sent me down here to try and stop you from spreading all this nonsense of Alien creation.
He said to me, Luci - cause that’s what he calls me-go ye forth and stop Willy from spreading his lies-or something like that, he remarks tossing his hands in the air just slightly as if to suggest an attitude of not caring.
“Lies? If you are who you say you are, then you know as well as I do that I’m not lying.”
“Yeah-yeah, I know, I made that whole thing up about the big guy and all, but the truth of the matter is that I am here to kill you.”
“What?
“Are you serious? Mali questions, fearing for her life.
“No, not really, wow you guys are really gullible. You need to lighten up.
My boys may not be here yet, but in the morning it’ll look like you and Ms. Mali had a fatal car accident and everyone will mourn the loss of the great Dr. William Hamilton and Mali Parone.” He says aping a news commentator.
“But the fun part is…that when you’re gone, no one will even remember why you were so damned important.
Dr. Hamilton and Mali begin to think quickly of a way to escape from the vehicle before they can be killed.
“Don’t even think about trying to escape this car Willy, you knew this was coming, you’re always so fond of saying that you could be removed-well, this is your removal.”
“How did you know I was thinking that?” Dr. Hamilton asks puzzled.
“Have you forgotten who you’re talking to, it’s me Willy ‘Luci’ you know the variable in this whole crazy thing.
“I hope you’re happy Willy, I mean I really do. It’s all because of you that I had to kill Mali’s father, and making that look like an accident was a real challenge.” He adds scornfully.
“Do you have any Idea how difficult it is to make a bullet phase trough a person?” He asks rhetorically and beginning to digress a bit.
“But I guess when you’re the Chief of Internal Affairs you can do whatever you want.”
“Well I guess that explains why you didn’t leave any footprints at the junkyard,” Dr. Hamilton states as he finally starts to put the pieces together.
“That’s right Willy, demons don’t leave footprints.” Townes answers quite proud of himself.
“But what about Captain McNeil? Why is he gone? Why did he have to die?”
“He didn’t have to die,” Agent Townes says with a devilish grin, “he just pissed me off.
It’s like you said Willy…”
“It’s William,” Dr. Hamilton interjects starting to become annoyed.
“Yeah-yeah whatever Willy …telling them would put them in danger.
Well Willy,” he begins “you were right a-gain.
Don’t you just love the feeling you get from always being right? I can tell that you do, I can see it on your face every time you spit-out one of your fancy theories.” Says Townes echoing the look of disgust that can be seen on his face.
“Well I didn’t think…”
“Right again Willy,” He rudely and quite loudly interrupts. “You didn’t think –because if you had thought this whole thing through and maybe listened to some of the warnings that were issued to you, none of this would be happening.
So again Willy, it’s all your fault that McNeil and little big Chief Parone had to die.” He says in his best Native American voice.
So now it’s your turn– you and your precious Mali-poo.” He says now in a cute little baby voice while blinking his eye lashes wildly. “So man-up, and take your medicine like a good Dr.” He says gritting his teeth.
“So are you going to kill us?” Dr. Hamilton asks fretfully.
“No-I’m not, but they are,” he says pointing to an oncoming pair of headlights that slam headlong into their vehicle.
Their bodies are flung forward like rag dolls and the lives they have known come abruptly to an end. The air bags in the vehicle are activated in futility as their fragile human bodies begin to break.
The sounds of glass breaking and metal being twisted and torn apart precedes the horrific explosion caused by the collision. Shards of glass and metal are sprinkled through the air like blood soaked confetti on New Year’s Day.
The force of the crash combined with that of the explosion sends Mali, Dr. Hamilton and Agent Townes sailing face first into a nearby field. Their necks are forced backward in the most unnatural position imaginable and they are killed instantly.
The fire burns out of control for hours as the three bodies lay broken and charred. The smell of burning flesh permeates the air and it seems that Dr. Hamilton and Mali are just another pair of motorists whose deaths are no cause for suspicion. Once again Satan’s plan seems to have come to fruition.
The wind blows across the site of the crash as a subtle stirring in the grass and a heavy gasp for life giving air is made by the Agent sometimes known as Townes.
His well made black on black suit is torn and tattered-not to mention dirty and soaked with the blood of Mali and Dr. Hamilton. This certainly is beyond any standard of measurement that Townes has for his appearance.
His body is mangled and unrecognizable and his legs lay twisted beneath him.
Almost every bone in his body has been broken but still he manages to stand. He takes a second to collect himself and takes note of his injuries; he then takes a deep breath and tightens his muscles around his broken frame. The sounds bones of cracking and being realigned echo through the open space, as he diligently begins to repair himself.
“That’s better.” He says to himself as he makes his way back to the road. He stands for a moment, now visibly upset at the condition of his suit and states to himself in utter disgust, “You can do better than this.”
He raises his hand above his forehead and washes it quickly in front of him and in the blink of an eye the suit is as good as new.
At the end of the road the sun begins to rise and the Agent known as Townes slowly walks toward it.
The sound of his leather shoes against the hard pavement is heard once again as he slowly vanishes from sight.
The bodies of Mali Parone and Dr. William Hamilton lay alone in the field in which they were thrown.
And at a time just before dawn a large air borne craft becomes barley visible from behind the mountains at the end of the road where the lone Agent has recently vanished.
Light seems to bend around the object as it can scarcely be seen, it bears a marking that is reminiscent of early depictions of beings known as seraphs - the only part of the craft that is boldly visible. The markings seem to soar unassisted giving the appearance of a lone Angel curiously inspecting the most recent site of human folly.
It darts back and forth in the fiery red sky until it reaches the site of the crash. It hovers silently for a moment and in an instant the bodies vanish into it. And the craft itself also vanishes.