The Logic of Power
I saw a man lose his soul the other day.
I knew him well. He was a good friend, actually, and a good guy. He had his faults, as we all do, but he never let them get him down.
But, oh, the things he saw.
For a long time, I heard him say, "I never want to become that." Even as he was forced to interact with the amoral mongrels he loathed, he was still himself... kind of. As the weeks went by, I noticed a strange light in his eyes, and I knew it to be the light of power. He'd gotten a taste, he admitted, but he wasn't fond.
I guess it's kind of like coffee in that way, because soon he became addicted to that bitter substance. Like a junkie, he hated himself, but he convinced himself otherwise, encouraged by his peers to indulge in his freakish masturbation. The glow in his eyes became overwhelming like the sun, and I could no longer look him in the face.
There was a time when he met God, and he stood proudly and said, "I fear you not!"
Shortly thereafter, he committed genocide.
Suddenly, his eyes exploded, and in the dust, I caught a glimpse of his laughing, and I realized he had become that which he hated the most. He lost that which made him human.
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It broke my heart.
I knew him well. He was a good friend, actually, and a good guy. He had his faults, as we all do, but he never let them get him down.
But, oh, the things he saw.
For a long time, I heard him say, "I never want to become that." Even as he was forced to interact with the amoral mongrels he loathed, he was still himself... kind of. As the weeks went by, I noticed a strange light in his eyes, and I knew it to be the light of power. He'd gotten a taste, he admitted, but he wasn't fond.
I guess it's kind of like coffee in that way, because soon he became addicted to that bitter substance. Like a junkie, he hated himself, but he convinced himself otherwise, encouraged by his peers to indulge in his freakish masturbation. The glow in his eyes became overwhelming like the sun, and I could no longer look him in the face.
There was a time when he met God, and he stood proudly and said, "I fear you not!"
Shortly thereafter, he committed genocide.
Suddenly, his eyes exploded, and in the dust, I caught a glimpse of his laughing, and I realized he had become that which he hated the most. He lost that which made him human.
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It broke my heart.