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    The Pilgrim of Kingdomecome Xto
    The Pilgrim of Kingdomecome Xto
    The Pilgrim of Kingdomecome Xto
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    The Pilgrim of Kingdomecome Xto

    By John S. Bohne

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    All of the author's books are determined to be the world's most unusual ever written. Satori is searched for in them. Proof is between the covers of each book. This is the fifth book, and perhaps the most revealing in insights and concepts. The writer is a newspaper man turned inspired novelist. It is his habit to be accurate. Today the daily news indicates the growing darkness on the earth plane, and most are starting to see it is as never before in history. All the signs are in of a final ending time. This book defines the darkness, and the way to defeat it in daily lives while yet possible. It is not a preaching book, but a teaching one that reveals solid spiritual fact. Most men are living by fables while they get fat at the tables. Far too many books are of rash assumptions coming out of the darkness due to deceptions. Wily wickedness prevails.
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    PublisherAuthorHouse
    Release dateMar 19, 2014
    ISBN9781491850640
    The Pilgrim of Kingdomecome Xto
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    John S. Bohne

    The author is now 94 years old, with vast experience in the religions and the various churches. He is still a newspaperman whose habit in writing is to be accurate. He set out to be a pilgrim seeker of real Reality...which made this book. Being a Northwestern University student, good looking, and a strong speaker, he could have attended the famous School of Speech (which made a number of the top movie stars) and then headed for Hollywood, but instead he studied at the Medill School of Journalism and became a writer. This was the right choice.....as later he visited Hollywood and definitely did not like the way of life there. He prefers to be on the spiritual plateau rather than the mental or physical one below. He has fashioned his life accordingly, which reflects in all of his writings. A few persons in the hometown of Oak Lawn, Illinois claimed his books changed their lives. In his travels over half the world he has visited most of the cults and churches, direct and extensively. During the Great World War he was a Guadalcanal Marine, right in the thick of the action. He was fortunate in not having to kill anyone....which he claims came about because of his personal protection under the Holy Spirit and his full trust in God. Henderson Field was the key to the Pacific War, and his service was to help keep it in operation. He is certain that people today are free because of the small group of Marines that kept the Japs from retaking the field. One of his books is "Guadalcanal-- the island of death."

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      The Pilgrim of Kingdomecome Xto - John S. Bohne

      The Pilgrim of

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      © 2014 John S. Bohne. All rights reserved.

      No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

      Published by AuthorHouse 03/11/2014

      ISBN: 978-1-4918-5065-7 (sc)

      ISBN: 978-1-4918-5064-0 (e)

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      This book is historical accurate and Bible accurate

      "This book is autobiographical. The attacks indicated are

      true happenings… Hospital records."

      Contents

      Prologue

      The North Woods Country

      Bic

      Florida

      New Mexico

      Eureka, California, La La Land

      Night Of The Bear

      Rome

      The Ten Commandments

      First

      Second

      Third

      Fourth

      Fifth

      Sixth

      Seventh

      Eighth

      Ninth

      Tenth

      Satori Says Beware Of The Bema

      The Hand Of Love

      Satori Song

      Visions Of Light

      About The Author

      Prologue

      All who are born on the earth plane are pilgrims whether or not they know it… . This is a pilgrim’s journey thru the dark world of Satan to the Kingdom of God. Its happenings, including the demonic attacks, are true. There are records. The book is autobiographical. It presents reflections on my life.

      The North Woods Country

      You remembered, with mixed emotions, the way it had been that time you fished the North Woods Country of upper Wisconsin. It was late September. Your car entered the pine forests under a sullen sky. The clouds were leaden, low to the land, stretching out endlessly, pressing down upon the vast expanses of the pines. Beyond each turn in the road, you expected to see the somber overcast meet the land. There was the dark beauty of winter in the air. You enjoyed the warmth coming from the car’s heater, the high speed, the flowing past pine forests, the line of turning highway ahead, and the knowledge that you were almost to the resort on the Chippewa River.

      Then you made the turn off the highway, driving fast up and down the hills of the graded road, the tires spinning out stones behind. You went flying up the long steep hill, slid easily around the broad curve at the top, and came to a dust-raising stop before the log lodge. You especially liked the lodge’s location—on an easy rise of land, overlooking the broad bay formed by the river below. The river looked inviting; and while you watched, a big sturgeon shot into the air and landed with a splash, leaving a spreading circle upon calm water.

      You had been here before, that spring there was a flood and the mosquitoes were so bad, and now your eyes began to search out familiar spots along the river. It was good to be back again. Not that fishing was everything here. It was something, but not everything. The main thing here was the feeling you had for the nature of things. It seemed that here there was a truer reality than that which existed in the great city of Chicago you left behind at dawn, and now your eyes began to search out familiar spots along the river. You weren’t a poet, who wildly marked up sheets of paper that ended up as obscure poems about beauty. (But you did enjoy a master poet, who could write clearly his emotions, and who could stay in the range of the sublime and away from the ridiculous) You were just someone sensitive to the wonder and beauty in the natural world, and you had come to love that world. You had found that everything in nature has a voice that can be heard in the country of the mind. You even understood, and accepted, that stress and strain and cruelty are necessary in nature—to bring about change, from which beauty is born.

      Emil, thin, with a strong German accent, and Mary, his fat Kentucky bred wife, were happy to see you again. Their talk was pleasant, but you were tired from the long drive and the cold night was rapidly approaching. So you had gone to your chilly cabin, set the fire, filled the stove with logs, and crawled under the heavy covers to sleep until dawn.

      Dawn brought a bright new day to the woods. The warming rays of the rising sun lit upon a cold and frosty world, silent and not stirring in the grip of the early morning chill. Then, in response to the brightness and warmth, life stirred in the forests. One of those rare fall days in the North Woods had begun. You awoke, walked down to the boat tied up at the river bank in shallow water, and saw a few good sized rock bass under the boat. You went

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