I SEE YOU...Ash

Guest Writer
The Animal Hope & Wellness Foundation
The PetStaurant

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Sherman Oaks, CA.
Founder, Marc Ching:
 

                                          South Korean Slaughterhouse Dog:
                           Rescued, Rehabilitated, Ready for Adoption; Ash #17

My name is Ash,

And I was rescued by Marc Ching and the Animal Hope and Wellness Foundation in November 2015. I was a bound dog, with my limbs duck taped - headed into slaughter where all my feet would have been cut off. The death I would have experienced, indescribable and eternal.

The place I am from, once you enter, a dog will never leave. eam. I closed my eyes and shuttered every time their blood flew across me. We will never live to feel someone hold and touch. My heart crumbled with every crushing scream. I closed my eyes and shuttered every time their blood flew across me.  

Who I am is basically a miracle. To be given a chance. To be pulled away when looking straight into death. No words can begin to describe how gracious I am to be alive.  

I am currently up for adoption at the Animal Hope and Wellness Foundation. I am a poodle mix, and Marc believes I was a dog that was stolen from my family. I am potty trained. Full of life considering the evil that had clothed my body. And while I lived in complete darkness, for whatever reason, God chose to save me.

 

Marc told me that whoever adopts me, that they will be lucky. That my gift to the world is that I was born to consume darkness. My name is Ash, and there is only light inside of me. Where ever I go, and who ever I become - I represent what evil can never conquer.  

May the life and the breath I breathe, may it be a testament to those that lost their life before me. May my existence prove that to do something extraordinary - you can be someone completely ordinary.

 

In the shadows. In the breaking dust when his hands pulled me from darkness, his mouth whispered, "This is the heart of rescue. And I am, The Animal Hope and Wellness Foundation."

 

Believe, because life is something to believe in.     ###Marc Ching

On January 9th 2016 Marc Ching returned to China to breath light into the darkness that envelopes the slaughterhouse dog:

So it begins...

My journey back into darkness. Back into that place where who I am cannot understand and these hands - bruised and scarred from the life that came before me.

While I am a stranger to death. I had to lie down next to it. While I cannot comprehend their need to inflict torment. I was forced to inhale it. The blood. The way their screams became tears that bled into the concrete beneath.  

Because I can feel it already - the crumbling. I can feel my breath leaving my body, and the pieces of me I spent last month pulling back together, breaking to the Earth below me.

I am going to die out there.

I know it. I can see the sky breaking into the dust surrounding. And while my death will not be of my body, dying is still dying. And death, it is still my heart bleeding into something.

I question why return. I question why put myself in front of so much suffering. Why leave my children and my family. Why leave my heart some place broken and barren.

I leave because I believe someone has to leave. I sacrifice because I believe someone has to stand against what most of us cannot. And while I am not strong. I am strong enough. While I am afraid. I am brave enough. While I am weak. I know my heart finds what it needs when it needs to.

This journey, it is going to be the darkest journey ever. I will venture to different regions within China to save dogs from slaughterhouses. I will once again go to dog farms and torture chambers in South Korea. But this time, I will go to the outskirts of Hanoi Vietnam to a place where the devastation and the abuse - extreme and unfathomable.

I do this because I have to. I do this because this is who I am now. This is my heart, and just like each of you cannot, I cannot change who I am and who I was destined to become.

I am hope in that darkness. I am a fucking miracle when no miracle is left to be found. And in that moment of death, in that moment when my heart is about to explode - my flesh and breath will become life once again. My hands, they will become hands of liberation. And I will pick from the Earth their bleeding bodies and carry them. I will be hope. I will be faith. I will be freedom for those whom only know torment.

My quest to save myself, it begins - here and now, in this moment. 01/09/2016, The Heart of Rescue.

I sacrifice my life, because someone has to...  ###Marc Ching

To selflessly rescue these tortured, loving creatures...Marc Ching stretches the limits of his psyche as if he too is being tortured. To lay his eyes on the suffering, brutalized dogs... ravages his heart---and yet like a soldier going to battle---even if he has post traumatic stress---he moves forward carrying the limp, frail bodies of those furry babies that have been victimized by the hateful hands of man. And releases them unto the Earth---the Earth that bore them---or if their spirit and heart are steadfast enough---they travel across the oceans to unknown lands where, as with Ash---they are reborn....    ---R. B. STUART

 

I SEE YOU....24 Souls

Guest Writer
The Animal Hope & Wellness Foundation
The PetStaurant

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Founder, Marc Ching:

Marc Ching is the Lord of the Dogs.....


                                      South Korea Slaughterhouse Dogs #16

In my darkest dream, I would duel against death. I would face a nothingness, and reach this point that I pushed my lips to the edge.

I would stand there. My finger prints eroded. Lost by the way it clung to that precipice. To that belief inside of me that love could save me. That light could penetrate even the most desolate of places.

In the end, I learned they had lied to me. Light cannot always penetrate darkness. And in the midst of desperation, love is powerless.

My eyes saw a hundred dying dogs. I pressed to my chest so many carcasses that their stench, I cannot peel it off my skin. I watched them burn dogs alive. I watched them beat with malices countless of screaming lives. Mouths that became my mouths. Screams that became prayers to a God that was no where to be found.

 

I took thirteen showers in four hours, but cannot wash away the stench that clothes my body. Even now, with my flesh pressed to this bed, I feel their blood falling from the sky to my skin.

In my heart I have nothing left. In my heart, I am crumbling pieces swept into the wind. How do you make sense of all that madness. How do you face a death that is faceless and compassionless.

Three slaughterhouses, and a place where the abuse that rips at their skin - melts the tips right off your fingers. I cannot feel the space where they say you will find your heart. I cannot feel my face.

In the end, I could only save twenty four lives. Twenty four souls that I pulled from the Earth and carried on my side. Some died in my arms. Some died in the midst of desperation. Some made it to that place of promise.

 

In three hours, I will leave the loneliness of this room and head to the most dangerous mark on my path. I leave the darkness of the blood that stained my hands, and walk into the jungle of death. North Vietnam. Hanoi.

 

I am the voice for those that have no voice. I am the face to the faceless.

 
My name is Marc Ching, and I am a man on a journey to save who ever it is that I can. I am the Animal Hope and Wellness Foundation, and this is as pure and as real as it gets. This is me breaking into the wind.

I am not afraid, because when you are dead, there is nothing in you left. ###Marc Ching

 

I am not sure if China steeped in communist dogma has to do with their lack of empathy and compassion for animals---but if you savagely eat your dogs….the next step is cannibalism. ---R. B. STUART  

I SEE YOU...South Korea

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The Animal Hope & Wellness Foundation
The PetStaurant

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On 10 January 2016 Marc Ching headed to South Korea to rescue more slaughterhouse dogs. 

Liberation at Gimcheon South Korea

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                                      South Korea Slaughterhouse Dogs #15

 

I cannot sleep.

It's 4:00 in the morning, and I am waiting for the sun to clear that edge. For the sun to dry the tears that fall from me to the bed.

As the sun rises, there will only be darkness where I am headed. Only death. Only my tears that burn the ground upon which I tread.

It's always before dawn that I question. That I begin to wonder if the sacrifice I make will be worth it. None of you can ever begin to imagine how ugly death is. The way watching a living thing being tortured, the way it crawls underneath your skin.

They have no heart here, the people doing these things. Its as if they were born without eyes, and cannot see the beauty inside the heart of a life. The atrocities of man, the atrocities of being compassionless - no words can ever describe the cruelty you will find.

I watched them crucify dogs into walls. I watched them burn dogs alive from their feet to their eyes. I die every time. And in each moment when I return, I push myself into this space where the darkness takes me - and I begin to crumble into the Earth.

Sometimes I wonder how much death my eyes can bear. Sometimes I wonder if there are other people that venture into the same places I dare. Because this is where the war is. This is where our hearts and voices are so desperately needed.

No one can understand the cruelty of a man born without a heart until you look into his eyes. It is terrifying. The hollowness you find, the evil that lurks in the absence of light. To them there are no reasons. No hope. Only nothingness.

 

And I guess that is the answer to why I return. Because I cannot leave them trapped there with nothing. I cannot leave them crucified into that wall until their breath peels itself from their skin.

In a few hours, I will die just like them.

May my heart and my wanting to do good, may it protect me as it always has. May the goodness I see in my children's hearts, may it be light in a space where love is absent.

 
My name is Marc Ching, and I promise to be that miracle for them. I promise, that to the end of my breath - I will be justice. Liberation in Gimcheon South Korea - God save them. ###Marc Ching

The unbearable courageousness of Marc Ching's rescue efforts blaze on.... He is crucifying his own Spirit to rescue the ravaged Souls of the tortured South Korean dogs. Please spread the awareness by sharing the links.    ---R. B. STUART    

 

I SEE YOU....Marc

Guest Writer
The Animal Hope & Wellness Foundation
The PetStaurant

FB - The Animal Hope & Wellness Foundation 
Sherman Oaks, CA.
Founder, Marc Ching:


On 31 August 2015 Marc Ching headed to China for the first time to rescue dogs. Here's what he saw and the account as to why he does it:



                                             China Slaughterhouse Dogs #14

He went to China..... 

To save dogs. To survey the landscape. To see what I can do for both animals and the people out there.

 
Everyone asks me why there. Why invest my time in a foreign land with different rules and a differing value system. Why not here? Why not help the people and animals suffering here?

I do. I spend my time every day trying to do something here, trying to help and reach out in my own way. But it is there that I keep seeing these pictures. It is there that I keep seeing these videos capturing inhumanity at its worst.

 

The dismembering of a whale shark alive. The skinning of dogs while they still breathe to take their fur.

 

But it is there too, in these foreign lands that people have so little that they cannot help anyone but themselves. It is there, that the money I have goes so much further, so my reach and impact can really be a difference in the lives of so many. And whether it is here or there - to me it is still a life. It is still a beating heart. It is still a broken soul.

My trip will be short. I have never been anywhere in the world other then the United States. I am traveling there alone. I cannot speak Chinese. But I can speak the language all people around the world speak - compassion, understanding, and love. I am going to find both people and animals that are suffering. I am going to liberate and rescue them. I am going to use what I have learned in my life - and change the handful of lives that I come across. It is going to be an amazing journey. A journey of self realization. A journey of promise...

The places upon which my feet will press - it will be some of the darkest places out there. I am literally going to see the struggle. I am going to the country side to where people have nothing. To villages, to the dog meat markets, to a dog slaughterhouse, to the areas people explicitly look to avoid - to rescue and do what I can to save those around me that need saving.

 

In the end I might find that this is too much for me. That as a person I cannot do anything. That the risk to my life is too great. But in the end I might also find a tortured dog who needs me. A young child who desperately needs a chance. A family whom is starving and dying - who when they went to sleep that night dreamt that one day someone would come to save them. That someone would come to reach into the broken Earth and pull from it their crumbling heart.

It is going to be a great journey. And I believe my heart and my wanting to do good will keep me safe and protect me.   ### Marc Ching

 

 

Marc Ching's hope is that through his darkness, his sorrow, his grief, his torment, his courage....that he gives birth to the awareness---that we too suffer from the visual pain enough---to demand this be stopped.  ---R. B. Stuart