Walking on the edge of death along the dark path, but looking for the light, interpreting the lights projected on the mountains so as not to make a false step, to avoid death.

Walking on the edge of death along the dark path, but looking for the light, interpreting the lights projected on the mountains so as not to make a false step, to avoid death. █
Night was falling on the main road.
A blanket of darkness covered the winding path that wound through the mountains.
He did not walk aimlessly.
His goal was freedom, but the journey had only just begun.
With his body numb from the cold and his stomach empty for days,
he had no company but the elongated shadow cast by the headlights of the trucks that roared beside him,
advancing without stopping, indifferent to his presence.
Every step was a challenge,
every curve a new trap from which he had to emerge unscathed.
For seven nights and mornings,
he was forced to advance along the thin yellow line of a narrow road with just two lanes,
while trucks, buses and trailers whizzed by just inches from his body.
In the darkness, the deafening roar of engines enveloped him,
and the lights of trucks coming from behind cast their glow on the mountain in front of him.
At the same time, other trucks approached in the opposite direction,
forcing him to decide in fractions of a second
whether to pick up the pace or remain still in his precarious crossing,
where every movement meant the difference between life and death.
Hunger was a beast that devoured him from the inside,
but the cold was no less merciless.
In the sierra, the early hours of the morning were invisible claws that penetrated to the bones.
The wind enveloped him with its icy breath,
as if it wanted to extinguish the last spark of life that remained to him.
He took refuge where he could,
sometimes under a bridge,
other times in a corner of concrete that offered him a minimum of shelter.
But the rain was unforgiving.
Water seeped into his torn clothes,
sticking to his skin and stealing what little warmth he still had.
The trucks continued their march,
and he, stubbornly hoping that someone would feel sorry,
raised his hand, waiting for a gesture of humanity.
But the drivers drove on.
Some with looks of contempt,
others simply ignoring him, as if he were a ghost.
Every now and then, a compassionate soul would stop and offer him a quick ride,
but they were few.
Most saw him as a nuisance,
a shadow on the road,
someone not worth helping.
On one of those endless nights,
desperation drove him to search for food among the scraps left by travelers.
He was not ashamed to admit it:
he fought for food with pigeons,
snatching pieces of hardened biscuits before they could make them disappear.
It was an unequal fight,
but he was determined:
he was not willing to kneel before any image,
nor to accept any man as ‘only lord and savior’.
He was not willing to please those sinister individuals
who had already kidnapped him three times over religious differences,
who with their slanders had led him to walk that yellow line.
At another time, a kind man offered him a piece of bread and a drink.
A small gesture,
but in his pain,
that kindness was a balm.
But indifference was the norm.
When he asked for help,
many would walk away,
as if they feared that his misery was contagious.
Sometimes, a simple ‘no’ was enough to extinguish all hope,
but on other occasions, contempt was reflected in cold words or empty looks.
He didn’t understand how they could ignore someone who could barely stand,
how they could watch a man collapse without batting an eyelid.
And yet, he kept going.
Not because he had the strength,
but because he had no other choice.
He continued down the road,
leaving behind him miles of asphalt,
nights without rest and days without food.
Adversity hit him with everything it had,
but he resisted.
Because deep down,
even in the most absolute desperation,
the spark of survival still burned within him,
fueled by the desire for freedom and justice.

Psalm 118:17
‘I will not die, but I will live to proclaim the works of Jehovah.
18 Jehovah has chastened me severely, but He has not given me over to death.’
Psalm 41:4
‘I said, ‘Jehovah, have mercy on me
and heal me, for I confess with repentance that I have sinned against You.’’

Job 33:24-25
‘God will have mercy on him and say, ‘Deliver him from going down to the pit; I have found a ransom;
25 his flesh shall become fresher than in childhood, and he shall return to the days of his youth.’’
Psalm 16:8
‘I have set Jehovah always before me;
because He is at my right hand, I will not be shaken.’
Psalm 16:11
‘You will show me the path of life;
in Your presence, there is fullness of joy;
at Your right hand, there are pleasures forevermore.’

Matthew 7:14 For small is the gate and narrow the way that leads to life, and few are those who find it.

Leviticus 21:13 He shall take a virgin as his wife. 14 He shall not take a widow, a divorced woman, a disgraced woman, or a prostitute, but he shall take a virgin as his wife from among his own people, 15 so that he will not profane his offspring among his people; for I, the Lord, am the one who sanctifies them.

Isaiah 51:7 Listen to me, you who know righteousness, you people in whose hearts is my law: Do not fear the reproach of men, nor be dismayed by their insults. 8 For the moth will eat them up like a garment, and the worm will devour them like wool; but my righteousness will stand forever, and my salvation through all generations.

Psalm 119:1 Blessed are those who are consistent in their way, who walk according to the law of Jehovah.

Deuteronomy 19:18 The judges shall investigate thoroughly, and if that witness is found to be false and has falsely accused his brother, 19 then you shall do to him as he intended to do to his brother, and you shall purge the evil from among you. 20 Those who remain shall hear and be afraid, and shall no longer commit such wickedness among you. 21 You shall show him no pity; life for life, eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot.

Psalm 119:34 Give me understanding, and I will keep your law, and obey it with all my heart.

Daniel 12:3 Those who are wise will shine like the brightness of the heavens, and those who lead many to righteousness, like the stars for ever and ever.

Psalm 41:11-12
‘By this, I will know that You are pleased with me:
if my enemy does not triumph over me.

Micah 7:10 And my enemy shall see it, and shame shall cover her; she who said to me, “Where is Jehovah your God?” My eyes shall see her; now she shall be trampled down like mud in the streets.

Psalms 41:12 As for me, You uphold me in my integrity
and set me in Your presence forever.’
Revelation 11:4
‘These witnesses are the two olive trees and the two lampstands standing before the God of the earth.’
Isaiah 11:2
‘The Spirit of Jehovah shall rest upon him:
the Spirit of wisdom and understanding, the Spirit of counsel and might, the Spirit of knowledge and the fear of Jehovah’

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I made the mistake of defending the faith in the Bible, but out of ignorance. However, now I see that it is not the guiding book of the religion that Rome persecuted, but of the one it created to please itself with celibacy. That’s why they preached a Christ who doesn’t marry a woman, but rather His church, and angels who, despite having male names, do not look like men (draw your own conclusions). These figures are akin to the false saints—plaster-statue kissers—and similar to the Greco-Roman gods because, in fact, they are the same pagan gods under different names.
What they preach is a message incompatible with the interests of true saints. Therefore, this is my penance for that unintentional sin. By denying one false religion, I deny them all. And when I finish doing my penance, then God will forgive me and bless me with her, with that special woman I need. Because, although I don’t believe in the entire Bible, I do believe in what seems right and consistent to me within it; the rest is slander from the Romans.
Proverbs 28:13
‘He who covers his sins will not prosper, but whoever confesses and forsakes them will have mercy from the Lord.’
Proverbs 18:22
‘He who finds a wife finds a treasure and receives favor from the Lord.’
I seek the Lord’s favor embodied in that special woman.
She must be as the Lord commands that she be.
If this upsets you, it is because you have lost:
Leviticus 21:14
‘A widow, or a divorced woman, or a defiled woman, or a prostitute, he shall not marry these, but he shall marry a virgin from his own people.’
To me, she is glory:
1 Corinthians 11:7
‘Woman is the glory of man.’
Glory is victory, and I will find it with the power of light. Therefore, even though I don’t know her yet, I have named her: Light Victory.
And I nicknamed my web pages ‘UFOs’ because they travel at the speed of light, reaching corners of the world and shooting out rays of truth that strike down the slanderers. With the help of my web pages, I will find her, and she will find me.
When she finds me and I find her, I will tell her this:
‘You have no idea how many programming algorithms I had to devise to find you. You can’t imagine all the difficulties and adversaries I faced to find you, my Light of Victory.
I faced death itself many times:
Even a witch pretended to be you. Imagine, she told me she was the light, despite her slanderous behavior. She slandered me like no one else, but I defended myself like no one else to find you. You are a being of light; that’s why we were made for each other!
Now let’s get out of this damn place…
So this is my story. I know she will understand me, and so will the righteous.

Isaiah 51:6 Lift up your eyes to the heavens, and look at the earth beneath; for the heavens will vanish like smoke, and the earth will wear out like a garment, and its inhabitants will die like smoke; but my salvation will last forever, my righteousness will never fail.