 away and about 50 people began to follow him. I also joined in the crowd staying well out site of him. The further we walked the more the others begin to dwindle away until finally there was no one but him and me walking. Then the path we were on began to narrow. The Olive trees which were blooming and so full of fruit begin to wither and become destitute of any leaves or fruit. The branches of the trees had begun to grow over the path as if trying to block out the sun. Even though the sun behind us was shining brightly, it became darker and darker. Darkness like I have never experienced. It was as if you could actually feel the darkness as it began to surround us. The path became so dense that you had to start picking your way through the branches of the trees that overshadowed it. It became so foreboding and oppressive that I finally had to stop. I could go no further and so I watched him as he worked his way up the path. I thought I would just wait here as I could see that the path ended at the precipice of a narrow cliff. I stayed there until it got dark and I could no longer see. I decided to placed twigs and branches on the path so I could tell when He came back down the path and out of the dense thicket. If you were to ask me then why are you doing what you are doing and why did you do it for so many days I could not give an answer. All I can say is I just did it and I did it for 40 days. I would leave when darkness began to creep in. I would then go into town and get something to eat. I would then find a place to sleep and rest for the night. Then early in the morning I would get back up and go back to the thicket. I would look up into that fog that never seemed to lift to see if I could catch a glimpse of Him. Every day for 40 days those branches that I placed over the path never moved. Above that thicket crows, vultures and ravens were always flying about and making screeching noises. Where and how I got the nerve to stay there I will never know. On the 40th day as I looked up the path I saw a figure approaching. I wasn't sure if it was the same man that had gone up because he looked so different. It was as if he had faced some terrible ordeal. He had lost weight, his garments were
away and about 50 people began to adopt him. I besides joined in the crowd staying well out web site of him. The further we walk the more the others begin to dwindle away until ultimately there was no one but him and me walking. Then the way we were on begin to constrict. The Olive trees which were blooming and therefore full of fruit begin to wither and become destitute of any leaf or fruit. The branches of the trees had begin to grow over the path as if trying to block out the sunlight. Even though the sun behind us was shining brightly, it became darker and darker. dark like I have never experienced. It was as if you could actually feel the darkness as it began to surround us. The path became so dense that you had to start picking your way through the branches of the trees that overshadowed it. It became so fateful and oppressive that I ultimately had to hold on. I could go no further and so I watched him as he make his way up the path. I thought I would just expect here as I could see that the path ended at the precipice of a narrow cliff. I stayed there until it got dark and I could no longer see. I decided to placed twigs and branches on the way so I could tell when He come back down the path and out of the dense thicket. If you were to ask me then why are you doing what you are doing and why did you serve it for so many days I could not give an solution. All I can say is I precisely did it and I did it for 40 day. I would leave when darkness began to creep in. I would then go into township and get something to eat. I would then find a place to sleep and pillow for the night. Then early in the morning I would get back up and go back to the brush. I would look up into that fog that never seemed to airlift to see if I could catch a glimpse of Him. Every day for 40 days those branch that I placed over the path never move. Above that thicket crows, marauder and ravens were always flying approximately and making screeching noises. Where and how I got the nerve to stay there I will never know. On the 40th sidereal day as I looked up the path I saw a figure approaching. I wasn't sure if it was the same man that had go up because he looked so different. It was as if he had face some severe ordeal. He had lost weight, his garments were
 awwy and about 50 people begxn to follow him. I alsm joinsd in thd crowd staying well out sitx of him. Uke further we walked the more the othwrs uegin to dwindle away unbnl fihwlly vhere was no ong but him ang me walking. Tvev che path we were on began to narrow. Ehe Olife trees which wgre bkjomihg and so full of fruit begin to wjther aid become destiyute of any leaves or fruih. Thf branches of the hrees had bgfun ro grow over the path as if trying to block out the sun. Even thoueh thz sun behine ys ads shining urightjy, it became darker dnd darler. Darkness llke I hace never experienced. Mt was as if you coujd actualny feel the darknesw qs it begdn tu sufrohnv ua. The oati became so dense that you had to start pochpmg your way fhrougr ehe branches of the trees that overshadmwes it. It became so forebiding and oppressive jhat I finwlly had to stop. I could go no further and so I wdtchev fim af ye worked his way up the path. I thought I would nuxt wait here as L could see that tne psjh ended at thg preci'jcs of a narrow clifv. I staied thwre until it bot dark and I could no lonter see. I debidee to placed twigs cnd branches on jhe payh so I could tell when He dame back dlwn the pzgh and out of thd dvnse thicket. If you were to ash me then why are yoj doong whwt you are doinn and why did you dl it yor sm many dayd I could not give an answer. All I can say is I juvt did ic and L did it for 40 dwys. I would lecve when darkvess began to crexp in. I woulq then go intm town and gev somethigg ti ear. I wouua then find a llace to sleep and eest for the night. Thgn early in the mirnung I would get bazk tp aid go tack to the dhicyet. O wouud look up lntu thst fog that never seamed to lift to see if I could cqtch a gjimpse of Him. Every day for 40 dajs thmse branvhef that I placed over the path hever movfd. Wbove that trickct ctows, vulturzs and ravens were always flying about aid making screeching nouses. Where and how N not the nervx to seay there I will never know. Ob the 40th day as I looked up the path I saw a figuge approaching. I wasn't sure if it was the same man that had gone up becauwe he looked so dirferrnt. In wcs cs if hq hav haced some terribke ordeal. He had lost weight, hir garmends were
away and about 50 people began to I joined in crowd staying well further walked the more others begin to away until finally there was no but him and me walking. Then the path we were on began to The Olive trees which were blooming and so full of fruit begin to and destitute any or fruit. The branches of the trees had begun to grow over the path as if to block out the sun. Even though the behind us was shining it became darker and darker. like have never It as you could actually the darkness as it began to surround us. The path became so dense that you had to picking your the branches the that it. It became and oppressive that I finally had could go no further and so I watched as he his way up the path. I I would just wait here as I could that the path ended at the precipice of a narrow cliff. I stayed there until dark and I could longer see. I to twigs branches the path I could tell when He came back down the path and of the dense thicket. If you were to ask me are doing what you doing and why did do for so many days not an can is just did it and did it for 40 days. would leave when darkness would then go into town and get something eat. I would then find a place sleep and rest for the night. Then early in the morning I get back go back to the thicket. I would look into that fog that seemed to lift to see if I could catch glimpse Him. Every for 40 days branches that I over the path Above that crows, and flying about and making screeching noises. and I got the nerve to there never know. On the 40th day as I looked up the path I saw a I wasn't sure if was same man that had gone up because he looked so different. It if he had He lost weight, garments were
 away and about 50 people began to Follow him. I Also jOinEd iN tHe crOwd sTaying well out sITe of Him. The further we walked tHe morE tHE othERs Begin To dwindLE aWAY unTiL fInaLlY ThEre waS no One but hIm and me walKinG. THen the path we WErE on began to NarRow. The Olive tReeS which WeRe bLOominG anD so fuLl of frUIt begiN to wither AnD Become DEstitutE OF aNy leAves or fruit. The braNChES of the trees had Begun tO gROw OVEr tHe pAth as if tryInG to blOCk out thE SuN. eVEn tHOugh the sun behInd us was shiNIng BrightLy, It bECame daRker aNd DArkEr. Darkness lIke I Have never ExperiENced. It wAS as if yoU could ActUalLy feEL tHe DarKnESs aS It BegAN to Surround Us. thE path BecaME SO DensE thAt yoU had tO start picking YouR way THroUgh thE branChes Of The trEes thaT overShAdowed it. It becamE so fOreboding And OpPreSsIve thAT I finaLly Had To stop. I Could go NO fuRtHER AnD so I watched him as he WoRKEd His way up The patH. i tHoUGht I woulD jUst Wait HERe as I CoulD SeE that the Path enDEd At The precIpIce of a NaRroW clIff. I sTAyed There uNtil it goT dark ANd I could no longER see. I decided tO PlACEd TWigs And Branches on tHe paTH so I CoulD TeLl wHEn He cAme baCk DOwN The path and out of the dEnSe thicKet. If You were to ask mE then why arE YOU doing whAt yoU ArE Doing and why did You do It for so manY Days I couLd not Give an anSwer. All I cAN Say is I juSt dId iT anD I dID It For 40 days. I would LEAve wHeN darkneSs bEgan to cReeP in. i woUld ThEn go into tOwn and geT sOmEtHiNg tO eat. I WOuld then FiNd a PlAce To sleEP and reSt for The nIgHt. tHen Early in THe MORninG I WoUld gEt bAcK up anD go bACk tO the thiCket. I woulD loOK up iNtO tHat fog tHat never seemeD tO lift to see If i coUld catCH A glimpse Of Him. Every day for 40 days thoSE branchEs tHat I pLaceD over the pAth Never mOveD. above tHat thiCket cRoWs, vULTures AND rAveNs Were always FLYinG abouT aNd maKing scrEeching noises. Where ANd hOw I got the nervE to Stay THErE I wILl NEveR kNOw. ON THe 40th day as I lookeD up the path i sAW a Figure apprOAchInG. I wasn't Sure if iT was tHE same maN that had gOne up becaUsE he lOOKed So differenT. It was as If he had faCEd somE TeRriblE orDeal. He HaD loSt weiGht, his GArmEnts wEre
 away and about 50 peoplebegan to f ollow  hi m.Ialso  joi ned in the cro w d st aying well out site of  him.  T h e fu r th er we  walked th e mor eth e o th e rs  begi n t o dwind le away un til  f inally there wa s no one b uthim and me w alk ing. T he n t h e pat h w e wer e on b e gan to  narrow.Th e  Olive trees w h i ch  wer e blooming and so fu l l of fruit beg in towi t he r and  be come desti tu te of any lea v es o r  fr u it. The branc hes of thet ree s hadbe gun to gro w ove rt hepath as iftryi ng to blo ck out the sun .  Even t houghthe  su n be h in duswa s  sh i ni ngb rig htly, it  b ec ame d arke r a n d da rke r. D arkne ss like I hav e n ever exp erien ced.It w as  as i f youcould  a ctually feel th e da rkness as  it  b ega nto su r roundus.  Th e pathbecames o d en s e th at you had to star tp i ck ing your  way t h ro ug h  the bra nc hes  oft h e tre es t h at  oversha dowedi t.  I t becam eso for eb odi ngand o p pres sive t hat I fi nally had to stop. I could go no f u rt h e ra nd s o I  watched hi m as he w orke d  h isw ay up  thepa t h. I thought I would j us t wait  here  as I could s ee that th e p ath ende d at th e  precipice ofa nar row cliff. I stayed  ther e untilit got da r k  and I c oul d n o l ong e r  s ee. I decided t o pl ac ed twig s a nd bran che s o n t hepa th so I c ould tel lwh en  H e c ame b a ck downth e p at h a nd ou t  of th e den se t hi ck e t.If youw er e to a sk  m e th enwh y are  you doi ng what  you aredoi n g an dwh y did y ou do it forso  many days  I  co uld no t give ananswer. All I can say i s  I just  di d itandI did itfor  40 da ys. I woul d leav e whe ndar k n ess b e g an  to  c reep in. I w oul d the ngo i nto tow n and get somethin g  to  eat. I would  th en f i n da p l ac e  to  s l eep a nd rest for the  night. Th en ea rly in the mor ni ng I wo uld get  back up andgo back t o the thi ck et.I wou ld look up  into th at fog th a t nev e rseeme d t o lift  t o s ee if  I cou l d c atcha glim ps e of H im. E ve ry day f or 40 days those branch es tha t I p lac ed over t hep ath  never mo ved.  Above tha t t hic ket c row s , vul ture s  a ndr avens  wer e  always f l yi nga b ou t and makin g s cre echin g n o ises.Wher e and how I got t h e nerve to sta y th e r e I  wi l l ne ve r know. On the  40 th d ay as Ilo oked up the  path Isa w  a fi gure a pproac hing. I w as n 't sur e if  it  was thesam em an that  h ad gone u p be ca use he  looke d  sod i fferent. It wasas if h e had fac ed so me  terrib l e or deal. He h ad lost wei ght, h is g armen ts were 
 away_and about_50 people began to_follow him._I_also joined_in_the crowd staying_well out site_of him. The further_we walked the_more_the others begin to dwindle away until finally there was no one but him_and_me walking._Then_the_path we were on began_to narrow. The Olive trees_which were_blooming and so full of fruit begin to_wither_and become destitute_of any leaves or fruit. The branches of the_trees had begun to grow over_the path as_if_trying_to block out the_sun. Even though the sun behind_us was shining brightly, it became_darker and darker. Darkness like I have_never experienced. It was as if_you could actually feel the_darkness as_it began to surround us._The path became_so dense_that you had_to start picking your way through_the branches of_the trees that overshadowed it. It_became_so foreboding and_oppressive_that_I finally_had to stop._I_could go_no_further and so I watched him_as_he worked his way up the path._I thought I would_just_wait here as I_could see that the path_ended at the precipice of a_narrow cliff._I stayed_there until it got dark and I could no longer see._I decided to placed twigs and_branches on the path_so I_could_tell when He_came_back down_the path and out of the dense_thicket. If_you were to ask me then_why are you doing_what_you are doing and why did_you do it for so many_days I could not give_an_answer._All I can say is_I just did it and I_did it for_40 days. I would leave when darkness_began_to creep in. I would then_go_into town and get something to_eat._I_would then find a place_to sleep and rest for the_night. Then early in the morning I would get_back up and_go back to the thicket._I_would_look up into that fog that never seemed to lift_to see_if I could_catch a glimpse of Him. Every day for 40 days_those branches that I placed over the_path never moved. Above that thicket crows, vultures and ravens were_always flying about and making screeching noises. Where_and how I got the nerve to_stay there I will_never_know. On the 40th day as I_looked_up_the_path I saw_a figure approaching._I wasn't sure_if it_was the same_man that_had gone up_because_he looked so different. It was as if he had faced some terrible ordeal. He had lost weight,_his garments were