...as she walked through the dark, dark forest. she got deeper, deeper, and deeper in. she discovered a swamp, and knowing the importance of her journey, she knew she must go through it. she took off her beautiful slippers, and trudged through the muddy water. each sickening slop, slosh, and squish made her cringe, as she could feel the filth between her toes. but she must go on. there are too many people counting on her to complete her quest.
SHE... was the avatar of the heart. the only one her friends and family could count on, to ease their troubles. the mud got deeper, and thicker as she marched onward. the swamp began to get deeper, and at a moments pass, she was swimming in swamp water.
she was tired. her body ached, her mind weary... but she knew, that if she stopped swimming right now, the swamp water would engulf her, and she would be yet another victim of these god forsaken lands...
SHE... was the avatar of the heart. the only one her friends and family could count on, to ease their troubles. the mud got deeper, and thicker as she marched onward. the swamp began to get deeper, and at a moments pass, she was swimming in swamp water.
she was tired. her body ached, her mind weary... but she knew, that if she stopped swimming right now, the swamp water would engulf her, and she would be yet another victim of these god forsaken lands...
this... this is where you stand right now. the swamp water is the weight of everyone else's problems upon you. you could keep swimming, keep going through the filth and the muck that builds up on your body over time until you finally make it to the golden fields, where you will meet the other champions of the swamp. they will pull you out, give you a clean shower, a nice meal and a hardy congratulations that you never gave up.
on the other hand, you could stop swimming right now... sink into the swamp, let other peoples problems devour you, becoming a loathsome ghoul that haunts the deep, wandering... never knowing the joys of the golden fields. what I'm trying to say is that sometimes, you have to be the juggernaut... the one that takes on the problems of others... but it wont be forever. there will always be someone to talk to, to help you out. the person who pulls out out of the muck, picks you up, and washes you off to send you on your next journey.
if you feel you have no one, then you are wrong...God sends you various messengers and helpers each day along your journey...
Message from the Goddess Artemis (the Goddess of the Hunt) and THE UTILIZATION OF HER BOW AND ARROW set on a target for a specific outcome:
"If you're going through hell, keep going.
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