In the heart of a ravaged land, where the echoes of war had long since silenced the songs of birds, there existed two kingdoms, Aeloria and Belvane. For generations, their rulers had been locked in a bitter feud, the origin of which was lost to the sands of time. The conflict had become a fire that consumed both lands, leaving nothing but sorrow and ruin in its wake.
King Eldan of Aeloria and Queen Seraphina of Belvane were the latest to inherit this legacy of hostility. Yet, unlike their ancestors, they were weary of war. Both had witnessed the pain and loss it brought, not only to their soldiers but to the innocent lives caught in the crossfire. The once fertile lands lay barren, and the laughter of children was replaced by the weeping of widows.
One fateful night, under the cover of darkness, King Eldan ventured alone into the no-man’s land, the lifeless expanse that lay between the two kingdoms. To his surprise, he found Queen Seraphina already there, with the same intention. Under the starlit sky, away from the eyes of their courts, they spoke not as rulers, but as humans burdened with the weight of their crowns.
As they conversed, they realized that the war had brought them nothing but a legacy of loss and destruction. They spoke of their dreams for their people, dreams of prosperity, peace, and a future where children could grow up without the shadow of war looming over them.
It dawned on them that the true enemy was not each other, but the concept of war itself. War, they understood, was the real loser, for it robbed both victor and vanquished of their humanity, leaving behind only a trail of sorrow.
Together, they decided to put an end to the conflict, not with swords or shields, but with a treaty of peace and understanding. This historic moment marked the beginning of a new era for Aeloria and Belvane. The two kingdoms worked towards healing the scars of war, and in time, the no-man’s land blossomed once again, becoming a symbol of their unity.
Years later, the story of Eldan and Seraphina’s meeting in the night would be told as a tale of wisdom and courage. It served as a reminder that true strength lay not in conquest and strife, but in the bravery to lay down arms and choose peace.
And so, in the annals of history, the war between Aeloria and Belvane was remembered not for the battles fought, but for the courage it took to end them, proving once and for all that war is for losers, and peace is the true victory.
Destruction is easy. You can kill an insect with your fingers. You can squash an ant with your foot. You can pull out a flower. Cut down a tree. Burn down a land. Kill its people. Destruction is easy. Conquest is easy.
Try creating an insect. You cannot. Try bringing an ant to life. You cannot. Try growing a flower or a tree as fast as you cut them. You cannot. Try rebuilding a land. Rebirth its people. You cannot. Your illusion of power of destruction blinds you to the truth: that you are powerless. Your destruction is a manifestation of your frustrations, your weakness, your fears. You are a loser.
There is nothing grand in conquest and destruction. Generations have hailed the heros who won wars, conquered lands, killed the living and extracted the riches. But they were all wrong. They were all losers. With each and every destruction humanity takes a step backwards. We should have been exploring galaxies by now. Yet we keep fighting things and creatures around us, and each other, like little children.
Some people say you have to destroy the old to build the new. These people are utterly stupid. And dangerous. The worse kind of combination that leads to destruction.
Human mind is what separates us from animals. Some say we evolved but the animal brain is still within us. I disagree. That animal brain is our backup. When we get lazy, exhausted, overwhelmed, we lose our willpower, our consciousness, and we follow that animal brain. And it leads us with our lowest instincts straight into destruction.
People who continuously follow their animal brains are sub-optimal simpletons. Morons, to be frank. What is more shocking, many of these morons are our leaders. Look at Mr Putain. Or Mr Xi the Pooh. Or the warmongering presidents of the United States. Or the brainless bureaucratic leaders of the European Union. They lead us down the path of destruction. Of negative competition. They are afraid of simple words and even their shadows. They play stupid games, but it is we, the society, that get the stupid prizes.
Humanity needs to stop with this bullshit. We have been going at it for two thousand years. Don’t we think it’s enough?
It is easy if you try. Even through really small things. Don’t step on that ant. Don’t kill that fly, let it out. Don’t pull that flower. Don’t cut that tree. Pause. Look around. Find a moment of peace. This world is much better than you think. We just have to stop destroying it all the time.
We need to create instead. That is the hardest part of our lives. And most rewarding. Everything else is meaningless in comparison to creation. But once you become a creator, your life evolves and finally has all the meaning. You no longer keep using your animal brain. You finally become human.
