This is my first time writing anything on public site or anywhere for that matter , so excuse my probably crude style . I do have some difficulties expressing my thoughts on a verbal level since i have , as i would call it , a very visual mind - and anyways i ' m really quiet person in real life . This they are just a try to clear my head .

A: Why is the person uncertain about their writing ability ?

The song , once interrupted , seems too heavy to lift again , and only Eddie 's mother 's voice , shaking in its solitude , is able to continue . " Happy birthday dear Ed - die . . .

A: How many people finish singing the Birthday song ?

The cacophony of their instruments would break in and it would feel like a gust of wind hit your body ... it was very empowering and you could feel the various spirits resonating to their call . Near the end one of the monks came forward with his Dorje and bell and then disrupted the mandala using four lines in the four quarters and then again in the cross - quarters . This seemed to break the magic of it and after a final chant they simply swept it up .

A: What material was the mandala made out of ?

Your brother was the last soul he tried to save . Father Jacob has n't been quite right for a while now . He spoke of an angel that comes to him all the time giving him messages from God , and a number of other things . He was losing his mind , but they did n't have the heart to put him away .

A:
What may be the meaning behind my saying " put him away " when talking about Father Jacob ?