I'm realistic that this project that I'm embarking on may not be completed. but I will endeavor to complete it as much as I can and that I will try to bring as much reality to the original texts as possible.Also forgive my poor spelling and terrible grammar.
This project was borne out of a loneliness. Not mine but of a dear brother. We do not share the same genome sequence but we do share what counts in this life, Honor,Love And Faith. We have been on this journey together for about 13 years and I first met him, when I failed in another project. He was and still is a methodical person and in many ways sees things in black and white. I myself see things in a more greyish tinge LOL!!
He was again, in dire need and this time, I really doubted that I could pull him out of that deadly gaze we all have had once or twice in our life. What was really frightening was that he, again with full planning and timing had planned to take his own life. It was not some kind of a spur of the moment thing that lovers do and then regret for and eternity, it was far more calculating and cold. That indeed frightened me. I sincerely doubted that I could have pull his gaze away from maw of the black abyss that was just steps away from him.
And by God's grace, in a car park in Kota Damansara, Penoxian and me managed to remind him of the promises that he had made to me and to himself. Like I said earlier, this chap lives his life by a code of conduct that would make a samurai look like lily white pussies. A promise made, is a promise kept, no matter how long it takes to fulfill it.
So, with much tears, and prayer, we managed by the Holy Spirit to pull him from and eternity of pain and torment. He is better now, I pray and invitation to dance with death once taken, can be readily accepted the next time. I would have to be vigilant and prepared.
In wanting to understand the method to his madness, I read his blog and finally saw what he was fighting all his life. The need to be loved and be accepted. Albert Einstein once said," How can one be so well know and be so universally alone." I know how he felt. I know how my brother feels. I have fought my demons and I have crushed their heads under the soles of my feet, and they have bruised my ankle many a time.
Scars< be in on the exterior or on the soul makes it difficult for that place to be cut again. And we wear our scars with pride.
