Because, those who are kept, are not kept lowly, and those who are bound, are not bound in ignorance. I am not lowly, nor am I treated as some kind of slave by my God. It’s true, I’ve been more than a little disobedient recently, and that He has come to me in harsh and unrelenting aspects, but that still doesn’t mean I am a slave, or that my behavior wasn’t justified. Not that there is anything inherently wrong with the slave paradigm, it’s just not mine.
I realize that our human languages have many words which correlate roughly to what the Gods mean when they define our relationships with Them, but none of our words are exact translations. There will always be something lost in translation. But, that’s why human labels mean absolutely nothing. All that matters are our actions and our thoughts.
The obedience I (usually) willingly give to Apollon, has jack to do with anything, or anyone other than the two of us. That’s our relationship, and yes we have our reasons, and no they aren’t “just because Apollon likes weak, easily-controlled women”. That, my friends, is the biggest lie of all.
Apollon’s women are not weak or brainwashed, or automatically subservient toward Him. Each woman’s life with Him is her own, and there is no secret consortium of slave women itching to pull you into His grasp. We all struggle with Him in our own ways. We all argue with Him from time to time, or even more often depending on our own personalities. We are each unique, and that is exactly the way He likes us. If He wanted the same woman, over and over again, I’m sure He has the power and ability to transform us into that, if that was in fact His goal. That we are each outspokenly involved in our own lives and affairs, tells me He is perfectly fine with each of us being ourselves.
So, there is my response to things I’ve seen and sensed floating around in the collective unconscious, and also on the internet.