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There is someone who can defeat her, who can make her understand true fear.

I saw a mother embracing her child and I died inside

Some people die when torn apart by bullets. Others die from cancer or old age. But on that day I died when I witnessed the most beautiful relationship on this planet, one between a mother and her child.
It’s the source of morality. It is goodness personified. I would die for them. I would gladly sacrifice my empty and meaningless existence so that this family could be together a little while longer. I recognized this unity as the only thing good in this world, as the only thing true. I guess this is what it means to be a soldier. It occurred to me that, all this time, I had been respectful of soldiers for all the wrong reasons. It wasn’t the power to kill that made a soldier great- no, it was the power to protect.

My existence can’t bring anything good to this world. I read books and I take tests but for what? So I can enter a system and continue to survive, to exist? I’ve noticed people mocking “traditional family values” but really, aren’t family values what make us human? We don’t exist to get drunk and do drugs. We don’t exist to work in an office cubicle. We don’t exist to read books and watch movies. We exist to start families and continue ourselves. And just then I marveled at society’s seemingly endless capacity to erode and degrade that which makes us human, and I felt disgust at myself for being manipulated by it. I called myself a “workaholic asexual.” That’s what the machine turned me into, a shadow of a man no longer happy, no longer grateful for this miracle of life, just trudging along.

Becoming a criminal, a thief, a killer was the most likely thing in my future. But who am I to steal from people and hurt them and kill them simply to continue my own wretched existence? I’ve conquered just about every other aspect of my physical self but the survival instinct remains a difficult bugger to defeat.

German 2D boys?