There’s a simple reason why men like us carry these burdens
on our shoulders.
We simply can't bear
the sight of virtue lying in the mud when there’s no one else left to carry them anymore. It’s sad, but the
truth usually is. What happens when even
the most dedicated of saints can’t keep up the fight anymore? When the
pointlessness sets in and leaves our foundations in ruin? When not all the good will left in the world
is enough to lift us up and carry our way of life any further? I suppose it then becomes a question of dying
by virtues side, or going on in a world without it. Some things we’re willing and able to do
without, now I am left asking myself if this is really one of them or is the
road ahead one I’m just not willing to go down?
How long have I been here asking myself this? I guess all that really matters is the
journey towards the answers, trying to figure out the awful mess so that maybe
still, even after all this, something good can still be found.
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