The Angel in disguise chapter 1
The Burden of watching Jesus hanging by the cross crucified hanged and left to die really frighten me. His remorse for pain and suffering went left unnoticed. I watch the site of him screaming in a pain as blood flows out of his hands. Watching the humans laughing and crying at the same time yet not knowing the pain of the individual. My,my how the world has become so much cruel like hell. Yes I lived for a long time throughout many eras and decades yet the death of Jesus Christ always haunts me. I don't consider him as the son of god or healer of miracles, no just a person who is a kind hearted man nothing more. But somehow his presence alone made me cry in agony. the hope he brought to the rich and poor was unique and satisfying. He made me believe in humanity again, but than the sinned of envy always comes in play. All this hatred just because of popularity. How foolish it sounds but that is the god awful truth. And that's why I'm always traveling. Yes and seeing vision of other's as well. the lives of the seven sins and seven people. The lust for love and companionship between sibling love. A brother's intuition to love his own sister that mirrors the death of his mother. Oh how love affects us deeply. Some say lust but I say compassion.