PullusPardus on 27 September 2013
Not a speech but the last part of a poem
"Man is so infinitely small
In all these stars, determinate.
Maker and moulder of them all
Man is so infinitely great! "
- Alestier Crowley, At Sea
Think of it, we're all great.... we can be great, even when we're so small in the universe but at the same time we can conquer it, and defeat death and defeat our weaknesses and live as gods, We can do, create and mould anything if we ever so want to, or we can destroy it.
so why do we fight for things that sre meaningless to us humans? why do we fight in the name of gods/myths/heavens , why would we be rather be slaves to fate rather than it's master?
