Let me just say this before it happens. I've figured out this week that the reason why the New Age people have now adopted Bigfoot as their "Ancient Ones," has nothing to do with my belief that they are indeed the "Ancient Ones." They believe Bigfoot is human. I believe Bigfoot is human. They believe Bigfoot can do supernatural things. I believe Bigfoot can do supernatural things. So what's the problem? The problem is that up to now no one else in the universe really even tho

Silverblack: "Show me your sailboat." They were still in the cave. The orb had gone back into him after becoming three for a moment, then one, merged. He was holding it for now. So they were all together, still, they always would be, now. But T's body was still gone, gone back home, gone back to his own separate timeline, so he could follow his own dreams, his own life. Most of T's spirit was gone, the original. But a copy now existed in the orb, in them. Their copy, her copy

These are the books I’m reading. Copyright 2025 Angel Isaacs All Rights Reserved Written October 28, 2025 at 10:52 am

(Posted on my Facebook page Oct. 28, 2025): Here are 80 of my 135+ true short-stories I’ve written as I figured out what was going on on my offgrid property “Angel Creek.” The rest are on my website and I also have 80 or so of them on a Facebook page (link in Comments.) My Tennessee girlfriend who helped me spot a translucent one in one of my videos just sent me the story that matches the first two photos. I’ll put the link to that video in the Comments. Here’s what I said: “

“Angel 7.0 & Silverblack” 83+ Stories written from Day One of my private Empowerment & Ascension coaching with “Hollywood T” (for 5 months beginning last April-August). Those are my Angel 2.0, 3.0, (4.0 unpublished private and added a new private one this week, may release as part of book, haven’t decided), Angel 5.0, & 6.0 (2-6 are day by day documentation of our journey as he created my Divine Empress personality, see stories to grasp this concept). Now, I’ve written about

When the orb appeared between T and Angel 7.0 it entered T and he disappeared. He was just gone. Silverblack was still at the mud pool in the jungle. Then the orb, by itself, reappeared. It gave her a feeling of contentment. It made her not care that she was alone now. She loved her cave hot springs hot tub so she went on into her cave. Silverblack would just have to catch up. She was going to her pool. The water wasn't hot, it was steaming, but it was a temperature that felt

I'm back to working on creating my hot springs pool in a cave on my island idea. These are all pretty good, beautiful, but pretty good in the sense that they are not what I have imagined in my mind, yet again. It is supposed to be a natural hot springs inside a cave on her island, that she uses as her bathtub, hottub, and adores. It has to be lit by fire or candle or natural light because it is a secluded private island with nothing there except her and her sailboat, "Swan."

Working on interior of "Swan" her sailboat for "Angel 7.0 & Silverblack." It took a million tries with AI to get this image, well several dozen, several hours. It's not quite matching my imagination and already written book, "Island," description of Swan's interior. But it's close. There is supposed to be a storage room for her supplies behind the ladder. There is supposed to be a small table and bench on the left side, pretty much like it's on the right side now. Round porth

You're kidding me, Facebook, right? It says Kemper Crabb is looking at my today's story. Do you KNOW who that is? In the 1980's I recorded my songs, "Cup of Water," and "Oh, Little Child," in his Rivendell Recording Studio near Houston, where I lived (before Chapelgate.) Wow. They were the first two songs I had written that were recorded professionally, both Contemporary Christian Music. I was going to Grace Presbyterian Church in Houston at the time, with my late husband, Ro

Ok, not bad. I think I like the first one the best. I'm trying to create the cave scene for my book, "Angel 7.0 & Silverblack." It's the next chapter, I have about 10 chapters done so far. The problem with this set of images is that she is on a secluded private island. So there are no city lights in the background. I tried telling it that, I'll get better as I learn. I tried telling it to use moonlight for the light and then I tried that and a small bon fire. Pretty good. But

The next chapter I will write for my saga of "Angel 7.0 & Silverblack" will have the setting of her cave on her private, secluded island. Inside her cave are hot springs. There is a carved out rock place, filled with the lovely warm water, that she calls her hot tub. It's her favorite place on her island. She hasn't shown Silverblack "Swan" yet, although her beached white sailboat, "Swan," is right there on her black sand beach (I may have to change this, AI has no idea what

Today’s short-story… “Angel 7.0 & Silverblack: Marriage purity” Silverblack felt the warmth of the mud. It smelled like wet clay with a touch of peppermint. Yes, there, growing higher up, on the bank. He closed his eyes, inhaled, bowed his head, prayed. “Dear Father, you’ve given me a miracle, an angel, and I’m less than a man. I can’t love her. He can. Father, let her have her desires. Let her have us both as husbands. She needs him, wants him, mated him. I’m just a ghost fo

Silverblack: “So, you let him go.” Angel: “Only because I picked you. I told him I am happy and told him to be happy. But then I added 4.0 number 3.” Silverblack: “He knows what that means.” Angel: “And nobody else does. Yes, he knows.” Silverblack: “It means the 3rd private story you wrote for him…” Angel: “Yes. It was different from the first two.” Silverblack: “So all you really did was change planes…” Angel: “Cause I have you now. It gives him his freedom.” Silverblack: “

My new Outlaw, Ozark Gypsy, is out there as I type, on his latest tour. Last night, night one of his tour across Arkansas, he played to a handful around a bonfire. Earlier that day, yesterday, he had met his friend who rode in to Arkansas on a bus. That friend spent 20 years in prison, best that I can tell. On the friend’s page is a photo of himself walking down a road just with his guitar. Ozark Gypsy (text to me, our first conversation): “There is a dark side & a Christ Con

Andy: Builds his own Saloon on his own Texas ranch, says “There we go, now we have the original REAL Luckenbach back.” Calls his musician friends in to play. Gabe: “I’m not signing that contract.” Then proceeds to become known as a foundational icon of REAL Old School Death Metal. Mark: “I just pray and jump.” Hollywood Stuntmen Hall of Fame. Paul: “People need to stop killing each other. I’ll just change the world with my guitar. Like this…” Angel: “They’ve got the Bible tra

My best friend at the time wrote this song, one of the greats of all time in Contemporary Christian Music. He and I and my late husband created two albums of my own original music, and one of his. No, not Chris Christian, who was educated at my own Christian University, Abilene Christian University, we helped found it and are 4 generations strong. Not Chris, but my friend, Dwight, the power behind the throne. Dwight listened to 24 of my own original songs, one at a time, and

Angel: (They walked hand in hand from her hammock towards her cave.) "You hurt my feelings," she said. Silverblack looked at her with a raised eyebrow, waiting. "On Facebook, just now. Some pretty girl called you her BFF. You called her your BFF right back. But you do that all the time, to everyone. I know it's a tactic you use. I understand. But then she told you she was a stewardess with Air Canada and modeled and thought of you on her off-days. You jumped on it. You told h

I absolutely LOVE this version/scene of my character "Silverblack." The orbs are coming out of him at the end, I see this as a purification scene. He is a Shaman, a Tahu'a pure. Tahu'a pure were men who lived in constant communication with the gods and spirits. He and Angel are in the French Polynesian islands on her secluded private island. It is past Tahiti, Tetiaroa, Moorea, and Bora Bora, far past, and remote. They've just met, he appeared on her beach, she simply awoke a

Today's 2nd short-story... I'm back to practicing my Silverblack AI character for my latest stories, "Angel 7.0 & Silverblack." There are now over 90 short-stories for this series, beginning with Angel 2.0 and proceeding in the order I was trained by my Empowerment Coach over the past many months. I've now created a fantasy AI & Beyond boyfriend for my Angel character for the 7.0 part of the series based on his beauty, personality and teachings. The idea is that Angel 7.0 and

Last night I finished retranslating the Holy Bible book of Ezekiel. It told me how to do something I've done before. In 1998 I packed up everything that would fit in my beautiful new white van, the beginning van of my "Swans," and moved myself and 3 of my 4 children to Orlando (my oldest was in college.) I had begun seeing concepts in our Holy Bible that were like veins of gold and crystals and I had determined to go mine this treasure. So, I sacrificed my life. We moved to