Friday, March 19, 2010

"Highman Of Canaan"

Noone, not a single person in their right mind, will ever, ever dream of living in Danre, let alone give a second thought to entering it, this hell of a land which many call, forsaken. Yet one day, a particular man, they say from Judah, wherever that is ..., came walking through the entrance of Danre. Probably a insane, not right in the mind, or whatever, something just not right with this man to enter a place like this they say. As he approached, the people of the town gathered round looking, talking, mostly, infact all of them were indulging into gossip. So loitering around I tried listening or you call eavesdropping on them, the groups I mean, they call him a "Highman" what they as a sort of respected leader yet, without literal leadership power, anointed and ordained only by the "Highest of Highest Order " or the "Head of the Sacred Union" in the presence of the "Alpha and Omega". Here standing among the people of Danre, this man, known as "The Highest Man Of Canaan, The Most High, Head of Canaan", Jeoshi stood, and lifted his arm wide high, as if he were trying to reach for the sky, and started speaking in weird dialects noone understood. He stood doing this for quite a long, ignoring the fact that people were watching him, and that whatever he was doing, he seemed to be making a fool of himself.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

THE PRINCESS PROTECTOR : Kyle & Lyla (Sacred Union)

CHAPTER 1 : Beginings


"FOR THIS REASON A MAN WILL LEAVE HIS FATHER AND MOTHER AND BE UNITED WITH HIS WIFE, AND THEY WOULD BECOME ONE FLESH."




For years, since the day I found it, a piece of scrap, soiled from the mud and dirt of the ground, I have been pondering, trying hard to understand, yet never could comprehend, where it came from, and what those words meant. "How does a man become united with a wife?" "and what does it mean by becoming one flesh?" "What is a father?" these thoughts would overcrowd in my, by then, congested head, yet I never knew the answers. In many instances, even as I interrogated mother, she would always revert with another question to avoid and divert my attention.
I never knew my father, let alone know what that meant, neither did I know what a wife was let alone the more complexed things like becoming one flesh and such profound knowledge. Living in a village where husbands and fathers never existed, a place no man seemed to remain, a place where, since young as I noticed, a young man would live with a lady, after that in discreet, leave for the outer lands without any particular reason and never to return. The following day, this young lady would weep, many times, what seemed like forever, over the man's unannounced departure. Probably, it seems, this was how infants came about. This kind of sadness goes on forever.
In this somewhat forsaken, cursed land, it seems as if it were a tradition or some sort of culture.
THIS IS DANRE, "THE HONOR OF MEN" what it actually meant, a place where men were the "authority" over the women, a land of sadness, pain, loneliness, grieve and a strong presence of hatred. My name is Kyle, named after the Great warrior, Prince Kyle Asher of Simone, a great man who was revered because he fought and sacrificed for the freedom of the people he had affection for, and mother would always brag about how GREAT he was and how much she hope that one day I would grow to be exactly like him.

THE PRINCESS PROTECTOR

Kyle & Lyla:
Sacred Union