Wretched Mind of Men

The Law of the Jungle dictates that strength makes might, that the only the strongest survive by subduing the weaker ones…

Through domination the strongest prove their power,

Through defilement the strongest prove their beauty,

Through enslavement the strongest prove their merciless,

Through freedom the strongest prove their ambition,

Through prejudice the strongest prove their justice,

Everything is pursuant to the flow of nature. Such is the way of Life ever since the creation of this beautiful and equally cruel world for many of us. And to live in such a world has always been easy for us Humans who grow accustomed to the norm believes by many. And that is fine with me… that was fine with me… me who could only behold such sanctioned cruelty… out of fear or just downright indifference because that didn't happen to me thus I did nothing to prevent them from taking her away,

Perhaps I shouldn't have said that to her. She was, after all, the only one who always looked me in the eyes and never took me as weak. She believed her heart to be the strongest more than anyone else… guess I'm beginning to understand what she meant by that… after all, I am no longer the willing sycophant for I am now being sifted,

After watching the twin moons turn full back to back for the twentieth time now in this slavery encampment; after befriending the other Humans and built a trustful relationship one another; and after everyone is in their primes now despite the lack of food and treatment… it is time now for us to escape from this hellish landscape… to escape somewhere else and to rebuilt Humanity from level zero regardless if god with us or not… no, guess we have always been godless indeed since the Human god has long since been killed,

No matter… we decided to struggle not because the human god is within us, but simply because of you who believe in the Law of the Heart… and if you were out there somewhere, I wish to present to you the best gift Humanity could offer.