The Titan

Greek mythology speaks of Titans as a race of powerful deities, descendants of Gaia and Uranus, that ruled during the legendary Golden Age.  A race known as the Elder gods that were overthrown by a younger race known as the Olympians.  They fought on the grounds of Thessaly to only fall and crumble to the base of Mount Othrys, to be casted into the shadows of the Olympians to only become a glimpse of greatness.  


The choices an individual is to make, the actions that one takes determines the rise and fall of the Titan inside one's soul.  But does such an action only affect the being inside of oneself or does it consume the one's closest to the heart of the one who is to make the choice or action.


During the Battle of the Titans there was one thing that held their strength together as one for as long as it could be bore.  The one thing that keeps us alive even in the darkest ages, even the loneliest days of our lives.  That was love for the Titan beside them, the very energy that keeps the beating of the heart.  The Titans stood side by side even when destruction was upon them because of the love that was held between all twelve Titans.  There could only have been one way to allow a complete destruction between all twelve Titans and that was if one was to give up, to push away from the love that all Titans held.  One simple push could create such a fall that would tear the hearts of the Titans into only splinters of glass.


The choices and actions that one takes in this life have such a greater effect than what can be seen by the naked eye.  Keep those that are in your lives close and hold them with such love so that nothing can break through such a beerier and never push away.  Be as strong as a Titan.