The Voice Of The Fallen Angel

Of the dreams i am the nightmare and of the reality i am the horror . For me , life finds his sense of been in the pain . If the human beings would not feel my presence their lives would be empty and lacking sense . Thanks to me , they manage to develop their emotions and to try to overcome their limits .If it was not for me , their lives would be deadly contemplative .
They cry for me ,they clamor for me , then , the darkness is a superior form of light , where everyone has to look at to discover his original face and also his extreme , hidden , ugly face . But what would happen to them if they could not express themselves . Where the violence would be ? Will the armies become extinct ? Would the weapons be finished ? Would the spirit of the conquest die ? Would the wars disappear of the civilization ?
Then , where will the empires , the conquerors and the conquered ones would be ? Who would look for the heroism , the sacrifice and the death that make mortals out of men and women and place them as a model in front of all , as a necessary step in the human evolution . Is not death the violence and horror its best motivation ?

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