Fighting The Demon's Calling

Chapter one -1996-

Within yards, we stood on the ledge of a cliff. The tunnel that we share dark, incomplete within the mind, individualy waiting for silence, waiting, depicting memory as a pedal on a rose bush on a warm summer day, waiting, watching every movement within the valley below, listening to every pitch and tone of the birds as they sang far off in the distance.

Chapter two -Intervention-

I will never forget the tears, the pain of looking into the eyes of a mother that had just lost her only child. The fear and uncertainty of conviction, the burden of reality as she lay on her bed with a needle in her arm....

Chapter three -Crossing The Rainbow-

Seized in rage, I called out. I want one of your own dead, suicide; Within the next week, there were a suscession of suicides on the block throughout the neighborhood.

A young man setting on the portch steps of a neighboring home -satanic- I stood savoring his tears, all the tears as they stream down his face, from his eyes to cheeks. -Rise with fire- 

Chapter four -Crossing the rainbow, the journey continues-

They placed me in a room isolated from the rest of the facility. They restrained all four limbs. I remember lieing there stairing into the ceiling, "clincally insane, I began to pray to sam, the man leaned down into my face.

"What are you going to do with the rest of your life."

I cleared my throat and spit in his face as I shouted.

"Jew."

Chapter five -Heart of gold-

One hundred mg. of Thorizize, one hundred mg. of Halodol; lying in bed, fan running on full power - breathing, inhaling,exhaling, I listen as he sob. A young man in his darkest hour.

I awoke in the mourning hours to the sound of sobbing, mom in the living room consoling a friend her son, a childhood friend had taken his own life in the night.

Chapter six - The stage was set and so I was left to act alone-

-Week of the suicides-

I simply watched as the soldier kneel to his knees, "X" deep inside, I will never forget the look of shame on the soldiers face, his expression as he crossed his ams over his torso holding his gut.

Chapter seven -The Demons Calling-

My vision alternating colors of red and orange, my flesh burning, tracers to the left and right. I drove slowly as I watched what appeared to be a woman standing in the center of the road centered within the light of my high beams. I slowed as she opened her arms wide, her head leaning to the side, her face worn, no visible expression. Within yards her face came into view, the woman clothed in a black dress, her face that of the Virgin Mother. Within feet, she lifted her hands to sky and opened her mouth. I could here the demons scream. The demons calling...

Refinng fire alluminate my soul, tear my insides out my life apart, bring back together sanctified and whole... Genisis "English translation"

Note: Let it be said that purity lies within the fire. Fire purifies the soul through the many stages and dimensions of pain.

Robert Mathew Friend  "Fighting The Demons Calling"