Friday, 29 September 2017

Chemical weapons.





Like, the stuff in Inferno? Potentially hitting millions. Minimal effort, maximum impact. That's what weapons are developed to become, right?


Rocks
>>>>>
Arrows
>>>>>
Guns
>>>>>
Grenades
>>>>>
Landmines
>>>>>
Missiles
>>>>
Chemical weapons.




Do you see a pattern?


We keep trying to hurt as many people as we can, as fast as we can. Without caring for those caught in the crossfire. So what if those fat comments hurt more than the person you intended to? Who asked them to be fat?
So what if my bio-weapon happened to be in the water you drink. Who asked you to be a person who drinks water where I want to put my poison?




How is any of this supposed to make any sense?


I was once told, that only the people who are hurt have the desire to hurt others. Happy people, truly happy people have no energy to be spent on making others unhappy.


I know, I'm going off topic.


But you know what?


Spreading hate is sort of a weapon. Spread the hate so that at any given time that you need it, ready soldiers who believe in your cause are already there. Spread the hate so that you can call upon them to war at your nearest convenience. Isn't that the beauty of life?
















Be it all that we are, but let's make sure it's not all that we can be.



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