After a glimpse of life's trials, I sought a journey up the summit. With not much effort, I was placed at the peak of the summit. I looked through clouds and watched the universe with grace. I wondered how weak the temptations were and how little effort was required to keep them at bay. As I stayed with that view, a feeling of pity for the world enveloped me. I started calling people to come up the summit. I threw a rope and extended my hands for them to climb up. A few trials ensued, manifesting as desires that sought power, grace, holiness, and even prosperity. I was moving closer to the things that I sought, and the trials became even more prevalent. Sitting on a mountain top, I still had access to the heavens at will. Music and arts divine decorated my heart with cushion and comfort. Also, with every trial, I started losing sight of the summit. The temples where the Goddess was praised still admitted me. I could see grace descending in the form of forgiveness, and the Goddess s...
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