Haven't been online or blogging for a very very long time. Been one hell of a hectic two weeks. What happened? TOmmy happened.
Months of "demonic oppression" finally caught up with him. This is the first time in my entire life that one of my friends ended up in Mount Elizabeth's "Cuckoo" ward. Went to the ward after i got a call from Justin that he got in. Lo and behold what did i find? A strange character, haggard, unkempt, praying and mumbling. We were like, is he alright? He couldn't recognise us, but kept praying and praying. stood at the window, continuous praying like there was no tomorrow.
Tried to strain my ears to hear what he was praying. Weird. It was like he was asking questions and replying them himself. We waited and waited, yet there wasn't reaction to imply that he knew we were there in the same room as him. Poor guy. Guess the rejection from a certain female got too much for him to handle. Its true to what they say, the female of the species is deadlier.
It wasn't until close to 7, 8 p.m that he began to come out of his trance-like state. He could recognise that we were there, but occasionally lapsing in and out of the trance. Went down a few days to visit him. Even tried to see if he was truly demon possessed. Its so hard to discern his spirit. The god he said was the holy spirit lied to him on so many occasions, prophecies that didn't come true, even acknowledging that it lied to him a few times. Yet he continued to pray to it and call it god.
Its already Friday and still his in hospital. Might be visiting him tomorrow. Hopefully he'd get better. Pride, was his downfall. The very first sin that lucifer exhibited.
