ANDREW CAN'T HOLD HIS TONGUE FOREVER !

We know that Andrew is merely flesh and therefore must state his piece, so we wait. While waiting to hear from Andrew... Please have patience as again I say... "the carving continues.  I'm sure Andrew has something to say! 
Thanks in advance for your patience.

I hear him coming!






  

  Now I will speak, but first, I must know to whom I am speaking, but from the outset of your attack you have not identified yourself to me! This I think is wrong of you to do. 
  You call me by name and then speak to me as if I was some adversary of yours, if that be the case, then please, I beg of you... tell me your name.  Please, please, I beseech you, share with me.
   My heart is so filled with desire to know to whom I speak that my tears could lay me prostrate on the soil should I allow them.
  But, as I hear no answer forthcoming from you, I shall not let them.  In fact, I shall take matters into my own hands!

  So, and now to you Mr. Whoever you are... whoever in fact, I shall name Resurgam... not that your name should mean anything about writing because it does not, but on the snide side I could've call you Mr. Writer... do I not now make you also a reader. So Pay well attention.
  If my writing tool is so attached to yours, as you declare, then is it not also true that your writing tool is also attached to mine, yet what you write, I'm not sure I like!
  I don't believe it. Not even one word you say. In fact, I don't even believe you exist. How could you exist. Nothing of what you say is commonplace.
  Not even your name. Even your name is not found among the common. That is why I have chosen such a name.
  Would I give a name to someone that does not even exist? No Resurgam. Your existence is void. It is null.
  That bother you Resurgam? That it is not you with the power, but me!
  That's right, my brother. I have chosen your name. If I have chosen your name, yet you had no existence, does not even this show an inner turmoil.
  And so then, I am prepared to fight for you, my brother... and that, because of love.

Resurgam;
   Will you put your head against mine? Eye-to-eye.  Sneer-to-sneer.
  If so then, my brother... sharpen your sword... prepare to battle.  My ink flows smooth. I mean you no harm.