I had thought my life was forfeit when the waves roared against me, the thunder and lightning rebuked me in their fury and my soul was grieved by the constant darkness, adrift and alone in a sea of perpetual sadness..where was my help?
I called for my friends but they stood afar off and raised their hands saying "We do not know you.". I stretched my hands out towards my mother, towards the womb that brought me forth and I pleaded earnestly with my father saying "Save your child" and even they scattered from me like common men.
So here I am..my hands have failed me and my legs are bound up from my battles. My tears have flowed like a stream, my pillows have borne the strength of my wailings when I laid my head down at night. For it is in the still of the night when the world testifies against you, it's when you search for peace and rest when your troubles scream against you... when you don't have the strength to fight is when the battle becomes imminent.
Friends..in spite of the tumults, in contradiction of the overwhelming odds, in defiance of the betrayals, the temptations of the soul and the body, the threats of death and in the face of a world descending into destruction..you can survive, I know this because I have survived and the wounds suffered are not forgotten.
I empathize with and care about those who wear the weight of those almost unbearable burdens in real life..Coli beef or not, positive energies and blessings to those whose battles are unseen.
