Mankind are creatures of fallible and arbitrary nature. Despite the height of its development and physical evolution, its rational and logical side fail to reach equal maturity as its biological capacities. True enough, it succeeded in uniting itself as a species. But divisions continued to penetrate within its perfect society. Prejudice clouds their vision, allowing self-hate and self-praise distort their goals into self-fulfillment, continuing to appraise and cling on to selfish, narrow-minded ideologies. They let personal judgments bar connection with others which in turn, bar the way toward progress.
Just like the moth who dances around a tantalizing flame, mankind allows itself to dance around a dangerous game. And just as the smoke of intolerance blinds his vision, and the fires of hate distort reality, so shall his future remain ever so bleak, so arbitrary and so malleable. But such is the reality of the natural order of things. For just as fate wove the foreseen path of the future, only man can truly redeem himself and tread across fate's unforgiving hand and create a glorious destiny for himself.
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