So I climbed this mountain, to face my fears and to recognize they are there. To decide between the real and the unreal, the truth and the lie and go on and attack to prove or dispel the famous Tumao fiction and its mysteries and fairy tale.
Then up there, along Mt. Cristobal’s devious trail under its dark and misty forest, I came across the devil and immediately realized the genuine reality of real threat - to fear the Devil is giving him just the kind of worship that he wants.
It is there, I feel it, but I can't fight an unseen unknown enemy! Only if I know who my enemy is and where he is at and what he is up to, then I can face him and fight it out.