There is something wrong with you! You must be mad! You need help! You are so arrogant! Who do you think you are? There were a few occasions when he was forced onto the ropes and these were the punches that were thrown to floor him. They almost succeeded once or twice. The accusers had one thing in common they were envious of his obvious peace and so with cunning and vindictive malice they sought to destroy it along with him and all he'd strived and hoped for. The more proficient he became at ducking the punches the angrier they seemed to be and so he survived. He grew into something and someone they would never be. He is a survivor within whom there is no guile no bitterness and no hint of envy. When asked how he was he would always reply, ''contented and gratefully so'', because he'd experienced first hand the livid darkness of a discontented soul who knew no peace and he had survived to tell the tale.