Only true heroes suffer more!!
In the silence, where most perceive negative/evil darkness that come forth never think to stop and see the truth. That darkness/vile hatred in fear only gives birth upon new sorrow, which none should desire but like the stargazing moth all venture forth unto the marrow. They've not figured out that they seek that which they run from, that which is life is death from start to finish however the energy the memory remains to alter once more to come. This and all the nearly endless lives we each in turn live experience all, only to grow unto absolute creation and complete mastery over death a being others brazenly call God/s goddess/es a totality of completely Free. Can each grow upon this path, or are many merely in-store for wrath. If cast upon them all at once, who remains standing will be forced to endure for the other's ire. If you survive, only then will freedom arrive. Are thee a chosen one, one who's birth was never known, or are you seeking fame or an end. In success there is failure, just as in every loss there is wisdom.
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