We blind ourselves to the truth, because we are weak, because we hope. But there is no hope for love. Love ends in betrayal.
Man is still good. We fight. We kill. We betray one another. But we can rebuild. We can do better. We will. We have to.
You cling to your pathetic life. And for what reason? Those closest to you betray you. And those you claim to protect don’t even know your name.
Many mistakes have been made, so be ruthless. Life never forgives weakness. This so called humanity… is just priests’ drivel. Compassion is a primal sin. Compassion for the weak is a betrayal of nature.