I SEE YOU...Ash

Guest Writer
The Animal Hope & Wellness Foundation
The PetStaurant

FB - The Animal Hope & Wellness Foundation 
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...South Korea

Guest Writer
The Animal Hope & Wellness Foundation
The PetStaurant

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


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