I realized something about this world, its a game of chess with the rules
of equivalent exchange. We use our pawns to do our dirty work, while we
provide the items which drive them to do our biding. There are those who
obey the rules and recognize they are pieces in this game, then there are
those who are manipulated into this game. I wonder at what levels are we
willing to drop to in order for us to win. Who will we destroy to archive
our own goal. The king will not mourn the loss of a pawn, because they
are replaceable. And even when the bodies pile up on his throne he will
still raise another army. For the only person that really cares is you.
I tell you don't fall into this game of chess, but truth be told if you
are reading this you have already be drawn to this game. The game that destroys
armies and the strong. Welcome to the cruel game of life.