Many try to prove and impose their rights and views, not by the power of reason but by the power of voice, force, and deception. Everything that is done seems unreal, irrational, and impossible. It's as if it's not happening, so you have to wait for a new time to pass and come, and everything will disappear like the fog with which everything came.
Unfortunately, everything is a reality that cannot be escaped. This time is inevitable, and it is irrefutable proof that the human mind and consciousness are not even an approximate guarantee for not causing suffering and pain to another human being. They say the wheel of justice turns, so one day, everyone will reach their destination.
However, many lives are changed by random events beyond control, and the wheel of justice has fields of unpredictable, unprovoked, or deserved injustice. Despite this, no one thinks to stop calling him the wheel of justice. Stupidity has peaked, and the wheel of justice remains the wheel of justice even though it carries a sea of injustice.
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All this may prove that justice and injustice are united and are one, as night and day are one.
And what about me?
Here, the dawn overcame the night. The chirping of birds echoed over my hungover mind. Something is buzzing in me like a beehive. Should I open my eyes?
I poured wine into my head last night, instantly making me an invincible hero. If I was a pig, I don't remember that. And now, something or someone started whispering to me from the depths of me. Everyone would wonder what these voices mean, which tremble under my chest in turmoil. Those voices announce my nothingness and weakness as if through a sieve in a distracted morning:
"Doubt bites you in a storm of fear! Satan seduces you with pride and his promises about the kingdom of pride!"
Of all that, I cried out without a voice: I am at the head of lawlessness! God! Be merciful to me, a sinner!"
"Step on a bright path!" - a voice suddenly rang out from deep within me.
I started from that voice and lifted my head from the pillow with great difficulty. My temples were burning. Here's just a little bit more, and I'll open my eyes and conquer the World with a fiery look!