We all hate the people we don't know or understand. The people who threaten us. The people who kill us. But do we know their true story? The wonders they have seen? The people they have loved? The atrocities they have endured at the hands of what...
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Once upon a time, I died.
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All alone, your friends; gone, your family; dead, your cause; lost. The fields and mountains you once knew have turned into ash and rubble. The rivers and oceans you once recognised have become dirtied and grey. You are alone and there is no one here who will help you, there is no one here who will save you, there is no one here who will even have the indecency to pity you. You will be scared. You will be in pain. You will be sorry. You will learn that you are a hero for the wrong cause. You will see that you are the villain and we, the few you sought to crush under your tyranny are heroes. There is a God who has given us the strength to crush the Devil inside of you.
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I have seen beautiful fields. Fields filled with such beauty, with life and light bouncing and fluttering in the grass. Fields with the magic of a million butterflies dancing in the breeze. I have seen fields of countless shades of green. I have felt the breeze sweep past me, filling me with life. I have heard the sound of true peace, birdsong and rustling leaves. The same fields where the yellow wolf wanders desolately, powerful and full of rage, justice and guilt. I am lucky to have seen this world before it died.
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