Power
is the crown that eats the head. That quote is not original. I quote it from a
book. In that book, the protagonist is wronged brutally and when he is helpless
and lost, he tries to exact revenge on the very society which is quite a
dystopian one. He insurrects the ranks of power hungry monsters who exist for
the sake of ruling and conquering. Constantly fighting each other for power
struggle. Sensing this the protagonist tried to pit them against each other by
manipulation and deceit, when they fought and fell one by one like a queue of
dominoes. He finally realised, he is the only monster left standing at the end
of it but it was too late for him to realize it. As he received what every
other being even in the real world got when they rose too high.
History
has been witness to everyone and has shown what happens to those who soar too
high like the wax wings of Icarus, which melted when it touched the sun and
brought death to him when he fell on ground. I think no.. I believe, power
corrupts our mind and twists our heart making us lose our true selves and
dilutes our morals. It makes our very code fragile and fragile until it’s
broken, even if we are aware of the change, even if we know what we are missing
we are too drunk in it to sober up. Power shows us illusions of control and
puffs our vanity, makes us think we are entitled to everything, the world is a
meal taken to be granted. But all we do is sink deeper and deeper in that
swamp. And like every other person marked in history, for not their deeds but
for their mortal foolishness, History repeats. And teaches us to never forget
but learn from it since for
those who forget it are prone to repeating it. Throughout history no such being,
no matter how strong his will, ever existed who can resist the illusions of the
forbidden, the fruit of heresy.
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