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"Rebuild again!"


So close but yet so far, I was only mountain's away. And some how when close to those clouds, my pain had been tamed. And just like you said "there's a cross on the higest point of each mountain. It was here i left the tamed beast called pain and let him sleep. And le cabhair Dé I pray that he may stay that way. With that said i still await the day he comes down from the mountain and crosses the ocean. A beast with a purpose, sent to tear down the bad scaffolding you build. And once his demolition duties are complete, you begin to rebuild with a manual. The manuel that is the "camino" the Camino Neocatechuemenal.
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