Quickly ushered in symptoms of old age.
The woman figured out that maybe if she was tricked into giving up her youth’s ghost through despair to the Crone, that somehow the Crone would get to take her youth and run away with it as her own.
So the woman fought to stay aware and maintain her claim – although why she had to keep fighting for her own right of ownership of her soul’s being joined to this body through birth was still unknown.
Her purpose here must be significant, somehow.
In fact, every human and creature’s existence here was significant.
But many forces were trying to dumb them all down by the toils of struggle and hardship and turn them against each other.
Such behaviors from these forces indicated symptoms of propagated madness, but the continuous barraging pummeling of hatred’s overwhelming destabilization between kin, community, and country kept fresh the stench of feverish violence and resultant fear of the truth.
It was no wonder why so many avoided awareness and stayed complacent.
False messages promised, “If you stay still, maybe we won’t eat you” – to the amassed and corraled together bleating lambs for the slaughter.
