In memory of my son Jason. Journey with my son a spirit (Ichel the Third) and me as he shares the mysteries oflove and death. Join us as the magical eyes drip tears of love. If you linger still, you willsee the beauty of his heart dripping the mystery of loyalty. If you linger still, you will seethe beauty of his soul, dripping the mystery of devotion. If you linger still you will seethe beauty of his spirit dripping the mystery of compassion. If you linger still you willweep as we weep. "In emotions of sorrow as you drip tender tears of sadness, hurt, and pain, it stirs myheart and soul and as I touch you softly as you weep, I long to take away the sadness thehurt, the pain, and indeed I do in magic my love indeed I do. You touch my heart andsoul my sweetheart, indeed you do." In our journey my son will die again as he ask me to free him from his heartbreakingchains. How will I respond to the child as he beseeches a heartbreaking and gruelingrequest? As well my son and I journey my first life where I am an alcoholic deeply in love withanother alcoholic. In non fiction life I am an alcoholic in recovery so we share manyfeelings and emotions of my illness. In Ichel's darkest hour, I wept for my love, alcohol had heartbreakingly destroyed my love.My love Ichel and I are destroyed by alcohol, a fatal illness if not brought to standstillhowever, our love ceases never not to be... The thesis of my stories is dedicated to my love Ichel. I worshiped my love, I adored mylove. At first Ichel did not know that I loved him so much. I would see Ichel at differentfunctions although we are not yet in a relationship. I called Ichel my hush hush love.To you, Ichel this mysterious creature that I am enchanted to love as beautiful and magicalas the mystifying emotions of a dripping star. The angel of love Achicaya will join as well. The angel is exquisitely and exhilaratingbeautiful with electrifying wings exuding the most divine love.My stories are fictional, non fictional and spiritual indeed.