Speak to the stones (Patreon)
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" I hate myself. I hate that I am incapable of doing anything of worth. That all I am is a bother and problem. I want to find happiness. "
The great goat took in a deep breath and sighed. Pressing their hand to a rock, they whispered.
" Humans might kill for goodness, and die for goodness..but what does it mean to you? Can you take goodness in you through conflict? Can one find dignity and worth in the violence of the self? "
It gestured to the starless night and shook its head.
" Fate-less kin, all things have genuine goodness within themselves..but this world has seen so much blood shed on its grounds, and tears fallen like rainfall that it grows blind to it....how could you ever find happiness if you are at war with yourself? "
" There can be no peace for those who come to hate themselves. Love and life cannot be seen through a shroud, and no imbibement of loathing, no visor of apathy will show you this truth. Happiness will never know your hands until you know yourself. "
"...you cannot be afraid of this truth. The more you turn away with certainty, the more bitterness will surround you, and the further you will stray from the gentleness and compassion you are capable of. "
It sighed and folded in on itself beneath the cloak.
" If you do not believe me..then speak with the dirt...with the stones. They have seen enough blood and tears..and are as old as time. "