I wonder if Achilles ever wished he wasn’t a paragon of
strength? Or if Hercules wished he’d
never suckled at Hera’s breast.
A terrible responsibility comes with power and
often a price too.
There is a time when all the labors in the world, no matter
how well they turn out in the end, become more than a hero wants to bear.
All too easy to justify ourselves and feel that
everything done is in the name of righteousness or goodness, we need to remember that some things
are just naturally done because we are human!
There is nothing wrong with being human anymore than there
is anything wrong with being lion, or whale, but humans have god-like
attributes like opposable thumbs and the ability to walk not just on the
ground, but in the water and even the sky.
Our very versatility is so amazing it is easy to forget that we are just
another creature in the garden.
The suffering of the smallest creation changes the
atmosphere and causes a chain of events that eventually births the hydra, a
many-headed beast whose existence reflects who we are as surely as the crystal
clear water reflects our beauty.
The mythology of now may never be sung.
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