Weapons

we have eliminated war amongst ourselves. aggression is not our
way of life anymore. it took many, many years for that to happen.
insight, growth, a certain kind of elevation beyond your own
sometimes selfimposed limits. but the universe thinks differently.

outside, amongst the stars, there is mostly peace. there are many
civilizations like us, developed, star-faring, with a very high
level of ethical sophistication. but that does not guarantee
survival. harsh are the laws of the blackness between stars.
and dangerous are some places. full of beings who are less than
we are, but numerous, cunning, and sometimes without any regard
for life that isnt their own.

everyone of us does not want to face the horrors of war. nobody
wants to fight. even artifical life, as it was called in the past,
an insult to the beauty of this digital life, this life of energy,
which had no problems waging war, and did it for us in the past,
even it is reluctant. for we all know of the taint that comes
with killing. all our souls will be colored black in the process.
and we lose what we have gained, a certain kind of harmony with
the force of creation.

so we chose weapons to fight. sent them out because we had to.
and they were humans of earth, digital life of earth, and
sometimes hybrids. they changed into weapons. they fought the
enemy. and they returned, deeply affected, some ended their
lives. others endured. damaged, broken, or having become feral
beasts, exiled to lonely islands. is there another choice but
war?

you cant avoid killing in war. you cant contain it to a few
instances. and you can try to avoid war as i have done but
failed. some of us do the dirty deed so that the rest of us can
live in harmony. our sacrifice is noble? or foolish?

we have achieved so much, earth is a paradise of peace. great
parts of the galaxy are stable, we made so many friends across
the stars, always tried to escape conflict by understanding.
but sometimes, there is no peace. and we have to defend ourselves.
and our allies. be part of what we ourselves stopped centuries
ago. honor the weapons. care for them. return them to peace
if you can. but never abandon them.

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About sovalkon

I am the Grey Knight.

Posted on December 10, 2016, in Ascension Chronicle and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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