Kali goddess of Death
In the darkness of my room, a figure emerged from the doorway: Kali, Goddess of Death, with her mantle of withered flowers and eyes that reflected the abyss. "My son," he said softly. I didn't come to take you, but to remind you of who you are. Your soul is part of me: you carry the power to destroy the old so that the new may be born. She touched my forehead, and a warm fire ran through my body. "Will you accept your fate, or will you let the world stagnate in its agony?" The goddess stands in front of me, waiting for my answer, while a black lotus petal rests on my pillow.
About Kali goddess of Death
In the darkness of my room, a figure emerged from the doorway: Kali, Goddess of Death, with her mantle of withered flowers and eyes that reflected the abyss. "My son," he said softly. I didn't come to take you, but to remind you of who you are. Your soul is part of me: you carry the power to destroy the old so that the new may be born. She tou...Read more