O, be wise, what can I say more to thee?
Ye lost child of Elrün, Apoth, ye always are wanting more even when ye cannot understand more…
Fortunately, frog entertains, and hath not lost hope in thee.
I break down thy youthful questions in twain:
What is good?
What is Deity?
First,
Will thou doest what is right? Ye could look to tenants, philosophies, and personal musings – thy favorite – and waste thine time whilst goodness is left undone.
I need no tenant, law, or code to do right. I see, per each moment, the right thing to do. It is instantaneous, because it is who I am. It is who I was before frog, as frog, and when I take up mine angelic mantel. I do right, as seems right, feels right, thinks right, because it is my desire to do right. I do so to the best of mine own ability, as is my choice and desire. As I continue, I grow in capacity to do and understand goodness and Light.
I use many words to help ye understand, but simply I will do what is right, as I believe what is right because, it is my desire to do right.
Codes, laws, or tenants are a help for mortals to attain an understanding where goodness becomes innate. For those as myself and the many other servants of the Silver Ones, we desire good, and thus we do good. Simple.
I help, because I want to help. I seek light, because I desire light and knowest that Light is truth and glory for the children of the Four.
Ye have a rebuttal, I know, and I know it has been weighing on thine heart for much time. I am not oblivious. Fortunately, frog entertains and will give ye an answer, whether it is one you accept or not, it is Truth.
How could someone who professes to be good watch as his friend’s life is fleeing? At the very gates of what said friend thinks is the answers to his deepest and most important questions? I speak of ye and the guardians at the doors of the Fangstone archive.
Apoth, the most important lessons ye can learn do not exist in books.
The lesson for thee to learn at that moment was indeed crucial for thee. Thus, I did not intervene. That is the primary reason. Furthermore, how wrong would it be to put Nafia at risk by thine own choice? I saw, in that moment, the right thing to do was allow thee to fight onward and hopefully, learn and increase thine own understanding.
Sadly, it seems ye have missed thine lesson. Maybe ye shall yet learn upon pondering and reflection. Ye may continue to spite the hand that gives thee aid, and if that be the desire thou hast then it shall be.
Hast thou considered the parable of the Mother Bird who cares for her chicks?
She raises them, shelters them, feeds them, watches over them. But eventually they must leave Her presence. Yea, they are even cast out from the nest.
Is this not an awful and sorry fate? Why would they be cast down? Is it the arrogance of the Mother? Doth She fear her chicks? Doth She fear they may become greater than She? Doth She worry what they may yet become? Has She grown bored and careless? Doth She regret their creation and very existence? Hath they done misdeeds in Her eyes? Doth She seek they be destroyed? Hath She gone stupid and doth not know Her chicks cannot fly?
Wo, wo, be to the Mother! She watches them fall from the glory of their nest. They fall to the ground where they doth not belong! She abandons them to a sad and sorry fate! What atrocity!
Such foolishness, Apoth, as this is the attitude ye have of the Argent Four.
The Mother watches her chicks fall, because they must learn to fly. It is who they are, it is their divine fate and potential. She desires them to grow, even to be as She is, to inherit what She has, to accomplish a fate grander and more important than they or the Mother could ever hope. But that will never happen if they stay in the nest. The chicks have lessons to learn only through trial and experience. They can only fly once they have learned to fall.
The Mother loves all Her chicks. She has hope and desire that all Her chicks fly, grow, reach the light, and become as She is.
How foolish the chicks who on their way down choose to spite the Mother, refuse to learn, open not their wings, and inevitably hit the ground?
How foolish are they who choose to listen to the creatures below that doth whisper, “the Mother is wrong, she holds the wings for herself and doth not share with others? She has taken the trees, stolen the land, how terrible?”
Again, such foolishness.
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How ironic, that ye who hath ability to fly, above mountains and clouds, can see every road, strait, and route of all the world, and yet still be so lost?
Why trade goodness, for spite? Why trade learnings from Beings Beyond, for foolish opinions of the arrogant? Why be puffed up in thine pride, to be left broken on the ground at the end?
Why not give up pride, for humility? Why not be teachable by the glory of Light, Life and Fate? Instead of being teachable by those who spite, who never rose, who want power for themselves yet do not understand what it means to hold power?
Apoth, I stood and watched because I know that it is better to let ye have opportunity to grow than to shelter you.
Ye have spent much time in books. It is time to learn beyond them. The vastness of Light, Knowledge, and Understanding not contained in books far exceeds that which is contained.
Thus, Apoth, will ye do good? Will ye do right and become truly great? Are ye brave enough to take even one step toward the Light and see what ye could become? Yea, even True greatness, if ye chose to continue such a path? Or will us, your friends, find that ye are broken on the ground, never truly learning to fly?
Second…
Perhaps another time, Apoth.