Living in a fantasy world if to believe there are mighty godly heroes. There is no He-man.
Evil can come in any form, just need to know the signs of the times. The symbolic face changes with its every purpose.
Those three litle steps are to freedom. What to be walking up towards is leaving that room to feel locked away in. It's bright to see to come up ahead.
When is there a right time or place, if to be waiting for one. This thing called life, it's turning every moment, and there is no right time or place as it is always.
It's a force to reckon with, confrontational outside their camp. Why they are willing to battle for the rights of that camp. And there are those willing to negotiate. Make everyone and every other pleased.
In the forest; how much more are willing put oneself through for the sake of this individual. Already put that head on a block and now are hanging by a thread to keep it on those shoulders. Do not need to sacrifice the very last breath, the last drop of blood to pour, tear to cry, for this person.
Judges Ch.19:V.30 " - And it was so, that all that saw it said, There was no such deed done nor seen from the day that the children of Israel came up out of the land of Egypt unto this day: consider of it, take advice, and speak your minds."
