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A shift in power, and yet no changes. Surprising? I think not.
Work has been ridiculously pointless these days. I ask you, Purgatorium, what good are all these crime-fighting organizations when we don't seem to succeed at all and there is no crime to fight?
In a place as hopeless as this hell, what is there really left to do? Wouldn't every human being strive for more comfort and safety? Then why do at least 70% of this place live on the lower level, where it isn't safe and housing is nearly worthless? Is it the will for punishment? Are you punishing yourself by staying here and doing nothing?
If there is any truth to the theories about the evolution of man, where are the people who try to work for a better tomorrow? Those who fight against the odds, just so they will achieve what they yearn for?
Everyone in this place has given up hope when it is supposedly human nature to strive, strive and strive. A hand smacking you down should only make you get up once again. Isn't that how man has managed to come this far in this universe? Trying to build. Trying to invent. Regardless of all higher powers that try to force you down... is it fear? Fear of God, that stops everyone from even trying?
I once knew a man who conquered that fear... who wasn't afraid to work towards his goal. Was he really the only one in this universe to have that courage?
Or perhaps, all of this is a farce. Maybe none of you are really alive here but merely images this hell has produced for me. My own personal hell. It does sound sort of lovely, doesn't it?
Work has been ridiculously pointless these days. I ask you, Purgatorium, what good are all these crime-fighting organizations when we don't seem to succeed at all and there is no crime to fight?
In a place as hopeless as this hell, what is there really left to do? Wouldn't every human being strive for more comfort and safety? Then why do at least 70% of this place live on the lower level, where it isn't safe and housing is nearly worthless? Is it the will for punishment? Are you punishing yourself by staying here and doing nothing?
If there is any truth to the theories about the evolution of man, where are the people who try to work for a better tomorrow? Those who fight against the odds, just so they will achieve what they yearn for?
Everyone in this place has given up hope when it is supposedly human nature to strive, strive and strive. A hand smacking you down should only make you get up once again. Isn't that how man has managed to come this far in this universe? Trying to build. Trying to invent. Regardless of all higher powers that try to force you down... is it fear? Fear of God, that stops everyone from even trying?
I once knew a man who conquered that fear... who wasn't afraid to work towards his goal. Was he really the only one in this universe to have that courage?
Or perhaps, all of this is a farce. Maybe none of you are really alive here but merely images this hell has produced for me. My own personal hell. It does sound sort of lovely, doesn't it?