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From tumblr - tell me what your gods feel like. let me feel them too.

Sigyn was a Mother’s comfort,

but she was also soft laughter.

She was patience,very likely,

more then I deserved.

A love of wee-ones

I cannot understand.

Sigyn was of lavender,

a calming of the shakes,

and the anxiety within,

and without.

Acala,

Black ebony at my throat.

Immovable One.

Fudo-Myoo is a heavy weight,

against the back of my neck.

His presence known to me

By lying over my shoulders.

He is the wrath that I feel,

at injustice, the righteous

anger that bubbles too close.

But he to is the wisdom

to know when to back down,

and when to stand my ground.

Current Mood: complacent
Current Music: Nearer My God to Thee (for 9 cellos) - The Piano Guys

It’s not as though fidelity makes of one, some sense of purity.

It’s not as though loyalty comes so very easily.

it’s not as though love is without it’s prices.

If mankind is allowed it’s complexities, then should not the gods be given theirs? He is her burden, to care for him when her sons are lost. To say there is no hate, no anger at the loss is the very greatest disservice, and not all of that internal violence is directed at them. No, some, some would be directed at the only love she has left. To say that he is the only one who wanted to watch the world burn is ludicrous.

Compassion is not always weakening.

Loss does not always make you stronger.

Sometimes, you are not allowed to fall apart, because there would be no one there to pick up the pieces. For you hold those same pieces of the man you love. There are times when you have to hold it all inside, and just wait for Ragnarok to come.