Throughout the history of life,
species have gone to war
with other species —
a primal, bloody ballet
of hunger and hierarchy.
But humans?
Humans declared war
on themselves.
We are the only species
that hunts its own reflection —
that builds armies
not for survival,
but for ego management.
We turn mirrors into targets.
Neighbors into threats.
Differences into doctrines.
From cavemen with clubs
to kings with crowns,
from imagined superiorities
to bureaucratic democracies,
the only thing we’ve ever measured
is how far delusion can march
before someone bleeds.
Spoiler alert:
The biggest dick never wins.
The one holding the trigger does.
We wrote epics —
good vs evil,
light vs dark,
heroes vs villains.
But there were no heroes.
There never were.
Heroism is just
murder in costume.
A bloodstained script
performed for applause
and permission slips from memory.
We dressed war
in hymns and history books.
We made violence sacred
by putting it in verse.
Sounds familiar?
Sounds…
like religion.
But of course it does.
Your gods were no different.
How could they be?
They all looked
suspiciously like
you.
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