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Weariness and Comfort

- Weariness and Comfort -

   They say that there is oft this weariness that cometh to one as though from their very bones… a weariness that makes one feel not alive, but not dead. Such is my sentiment towards the evils of the world as it is in the modern age of this century and the one that came before it. The one singular salve to do ease unto my earnest weariness is my faith. We are, all of us, as nothing without the Divine… and I, more than most, for I am a Child of the Divine in spirit, in heart, and in mind if not also in body. I try to be a Child of the Divine, in deeds as well… but no one, not one who lives and is, is perfect. Not even I! And not even the gods themselves, and not even the Divine Force, which I serve and which in turn serves all. True perfection cometh not in and of perfection itself, but from striving for something nobler and better, and more perfect than oneself is. Perhaps I am a touch too cynical in these sentiments even amidst the truth I speak, but I hath seen… so much… that the common ease with which others find themselves able to take comfort in blissful ignorance cometh not unto me. My ease cometh only, as I have said: with my faith. I have lived before, in more lives than my soul even remembers at times, and I remember a great deal indeed! I know not how many in all… only that this is my latest life. Sometimes I earnestly hope that it is the last such upon this plane of existence. There are moments when I miss Heaven… and even Hell… in comparison to some of the lives that I have lived and some of the things that I have endured in them. I once had asked of the Goddess, she who is the female aspect of the Divine Force: “Why do I even bother to return to that world at all?” Then She reminded me of what even I wouldst in truth otherwise forget during my odd moments of cynicism and weariness. “The Faithful!” I return, because I am ever and always needed. Despite the weariness in my soul, this very thought cometh to me… like unto a soothing ointment… for it is sent unto me by She whom I serve and whom my soul loves and gives glory to by all that I am and all I that strive to be and do.
   I picture a child’s innocent face, looking up a the stars of the heavens high above during the hours of the night… and asking much the same questions as I hath asked… looking at humanity and thinking much the same thoughts that hath come unto me. Yet, I hath the Goddess to guide me. Who wouldst this sad child have, without the hope of my Word? The thoughts of the children of the Righteous art very well known unto me, as art too the thoughts of those who are wicked. I hath sensed their common fears and their dreams, their hopes, and their desires, their wonder at a Creation that looks back at them, and fills them with awe, with dread at times, and with curiosity always… and all of it in equal measure. The wicked teach not of the ways of righteousness… their children need an example that their parents cannot grant them by their own power. I strive to be a worthy example unto all, despite my own imperfections! Children, look ye unto me, for I welcome thee… look unto me, and know that there is an order to the chaos of Creation. There art many answers to thy questions. I canst provide some, and my Goddess canst provide all. Such is the way of faith! Hear my Word, study all that I hath written and passed down, and know. Heed my Word, and by knowing the Word thou shall surely understand. This is why I return, in age after age. This is why I am here. To lead, where others cannot! To teach all that others will not. To speak, where silence hath for so long prevailed. To show all, the true way that: has been kept from the hearts of mankind by those who care not for all, save for servitude. I come to liberate, and to set many free who dwell in bondage to beliefs and systems that hath failed them. Hark unto me, and let my words do thy weariness ease!
   Faith is the salvation of the Faithful, and the only hope for the unfaithful to know their truest redemption. Mine is a universal faith, and so I offer it unto all, without exception. Only in the highest of positions within my Faith, are there any restrictions at all, and these are for the good of the Faithful. Why do I open my heart to a heartless world filled with so much servitude and deception? Because I have seen the need of they who dwell amongst wickedness yet are righteous. They who dwell in bondage: they who have been deceived by wickedness. They do cry out, and they wonder what power it is that hears them! I show my heart, and they who come to know it will find in me a kindred spirit, for I too hath dwelt amongst wickedness, been in bondage, and been deceived by those who were evil rather than good… I too, have wondered at the universe. The answers that came unto me, with such ease, mayhap canst come unto others more difficultly than for I. For them, my heart canst serve as the anchor they need to stay constant in their belief and in their commitment. To not be cast adrift upon the seas of turmoil that all the ships of our souls and spirits are afloat upon. I am a friendly isle in that sea, and She whom I call Goddess is the peace of that isle. In this way, even a heartless world canst become moved towards positive change. For, by my example the way may become known and the path walked, by all. No path that is worth walking is ever easy! But my wings of light can help thee to journey on, where thy legs may hath stumbled previously. With my Light, the stumbling blocks become like tiny grains of sand along the shore of a mighty sea. I wait for thee upon the isle I hath spoken of, and that isle lies also within every heart! Seek me in thy heart, and know joy.
   Art thou weary, as I hath been? Be at ease, by the grace of the Divine… the grace that brought me so much ease and so much joy! Perhaps thou too hast seen much, as I hath. There is comfort in my Goddess, and in me, a comfort that canst be known nowhere else. Seek ye Her as I hath, and through She and I thou shall become most content! Nothing good cometh instantly, but with love and compassion the foundations for great things may be set into place. But it begins, with faith!

Peace: be with ye, for all the days of thy lives, brothers and sisters!
Blessed be, and Amen.
Written by Kou_Indigo (Karam L. Parveen-Ashton)
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