FOR GOOD OR EVIL
---RaliNeoBlade
An action creates chain of effects. Consequences, for good or evil.
Take death for instance. If an evil man is killed, if any man can really take the darkest of all names and call himself Evil, it is rejoiced. Then it is an action of goodness, that this evil man died, correct?
But isn't death, in any purposeful form, an evil in itself? Even if the death of a murderer caused vengeance to be satiated, wouldn't a mother, father, or sibling mourn still for that murderer? Or for the person that they had been, could have been? And is that small amount of sorrow enough to balance the scale against the wrongs that murderer had done in his life?
I truly pity the man who dies without anyone all regretting his passage. A man his own mother hates enough to scorn after death is one that is truly despised.
Taking one's own life; is that a murder? Can one be blamed for it, when one is dead? Is it cowardly to consider such a way out, or is it cowardly to not follow through with it? To be afraid of the pain, and to be afraid to cause sadness in those ones you care about?
That is the biggest obstacle blocking the self-wrought path to eternity. Guilt, not want of happiness. Agony greater than one's own death is contemplation on the grief it would cause to one's mother, father, sibling; those who would care if one didn't see the next day.
Is it foolish to think of ending your own misery when there are others, so many others in the world who have suffered so much worse? How can the weight of one's suffering be judged against another's? How can anyone but the one experiencing it know the full impact of an action?
Indecision is the root of all evil.
If one thinks on the effects of suicide overly much; isn't that evidence that eternity isn't desired enough to end one's life? When truly in despair, empty of hope, isn't the one thing sought after heavy enough to outweigh all else? All regrets, all unfulfilled dreams? If so, why even ponder how others would look back on one's life?
A thousand emotions flickered behind the one's eyes. A hand caressed the dull side of a knife, then a finger tested its edge. Crimson life, revealed to light, trailed in the wake of the glinting steel. The one's gaze fell to the abused finger, but the one made no move to wipe away the ruby blood.
A lower lip was chewed on thoughtfully, as the knife was moved to the other hand. Tilting it back and forth to throw the reflected light across the room, the one pondered, countless thoughts drifting across the sea of consciousness.
Consequences. For good or evil.
RaliNeoBlade: Please read and review. Thanks.
---RaliNeoBlade
An action creates chain of effects. Consequences, for good or evil.
Take death for instance. If an evil man is killed, if any man can really take the darkest of all names and call himself Evil, it is rejoiced. Then it is an action of goodness, that this evil man died, correct?
But isn't death, in any purposeful form, an evil in itself? Even if the death of a murderer caused vengeance to be satiated, wouldn't a mother, father, or sibling mourn still for that murderer? Or for the person that they had been, could have been? And is that small amount of sorrow enough to balance the scale against the wrongs that murderer had done in his life?
I truly pity the man who dies without anyone all regretting his passage. A man his own mother hates enough to scorn after death is one that is truly despised.
Taking one's own life; is that a murder? Can one be blamed for it, when one is dead? Is it cowardly to consider such a way out, or is it cowardly to not follow through with it? To be afraid of the pain, and to be afraid to cause sadness in those ones you care about?
That is the biggest obstacle blocking the self-wrought path to eternity. Guilt, not want of happiness. Agony greater than one's own death is contemplation on the grief it would cause to one's mother, father, sibling; those who would care if one didn't see the next day.
Is it foolish to think of ending your own misery when there are others, so many others in the world who have suffered so much worse? How can the weight of one's suffering be judged against another's? How can anyone but the one experiencing it know the full impact of an action?
Indecision is the root of all evil.
If one thinks on the effects of suicide overly much; isn't that evidence that eternity isn't desired enough to end one's life? When truly in despair, empty of hope, isn't the one thing sought after heavy enough to outweigh all else? All regrets, all unfulfilled dreams? If so, why even ponder how others would look back on one's life?
A thousand emotions flickered behind the one's eyes. A hand caressed the dull side of a knife, then a finger tested its edge. Crimson life, revealed to light, trailed in the wake of the glinting steel. The one's gaze fell to the abused finger, but the one made no move to wipe away the ruby blood.
A lower lip was chewed on thoughtfully, as the knife was moved to the other hand. Tilting it back and forth to throw the reflected light across the room, the one pondered, countless thoughts drifting across the sea of consciousness.
Consequences. For good or evil.
RaliNeoBlade: Please read and review. Thanks.