I see the Goddess everywhere.
It's troubling to me sometimes the things the Goddess shows. It's even more troubling to see what YOU people show, like an obviously grotesque not-so-fun house mirror. Especially when you show me that there is no Goddess. That's the worst. Where the fuck do I lean on at the bottom of a tidal wave of Chaos?
On nothing. On everything.
Every time I feel solid ground beneath my feet it gets ripped away. Water will do that to almost any structure.
But nevermind that shit. The point is you WANT solid ground. No matter how much you try to yearn for the gifts of Eris, no matter how much you "revel in the Chaos" (what horseshit), there's nothing as soothing as a rock to rock your woes away.
And She comes along and dashes your stoney dreams to dust. Well good.
Because she'll do it no matter what. And if you don't feel it crashing down on you it's only because you aren't paying attention. And if that's the case do FUCK OFF and be a Catholic, or a Hipster, or something.
I see Her everywhere.
I can count my blessings. Even if no one else wants them.
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