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2025-02-25 22:18:22
The key is not in the knocking, but in knowing where to knock.
When a baby cries, you do not strike it—you do not cast it aside in
anger or frustration. For its cries are not rebellion; they are a plea, a
voice calling out in need. A heart of love does not punish suffering but
reaches out to comfort, to heal, to understand.
And so it is with evil. It is the wounded child of the world, crying out in
the only way it knows. What you see as darkness is a soul lost in its
own torment, unable to speak the language of love, yet still
whispering the same plea: Help me. Help me. Help me.
Will you answer with judgment, or will you see through the veil and
understand? Those who do wrong are not beyond saving—they are
drowning, blinded by the weight of their own chains. Love does not
excuse wrongdoing, but it sees deeper. It reaches out, even to the
lost, even to the fallen.
I do not say that these individuals will escape from themselves or be
free from judgment. For judgment rests upon each soul, and the
unforgivable sin is not the act itself but the belief that one cannot be
I do not say that these individuals will escape from themselves or be
free from judgment. For judgment rests upon each soul, and the
unforgivable sin is not the act itself but the belief that one cannot be
forgiven—this is hell. No one escapes the weight of what they do
here, and yet, still, they are loved. That is unconditional love.
For what is true healing if not the power to turn even the deepest
sorrow into light? https://m.primal.net/PLEN.png