Below is a photo of World War 1, of an observation post disguised as a tree. It tells you that in war, deception is the main tool used. Wars are about power, control, about competing to win at any costs.
Most times, all this starts as seeking freedom and justice (in the deluded mind of government officials); but as the war starts people loses all meaning of freedom and justice (love), and they only see winning and showing superiority over others instead.
Also in relationships
It’s kind of interesting to think that when a person lacks character in a relationship, he begins also to use deception, cheating, lies, gaslighting, all forms of dishonesty like in a war.
The mind of the person gets so narcissistic that he starts playing the games of competing and controlling. Because the person lost all meaning of love by now. The loss of love makes us irrational, violent, bullies, inhuman, just like war. Something to think about.
A little of my current work. High fantasy/Fantasy/Mystery novel. BENJAMIN JONES.The series.
“The Book of 1st Witchcraft.” #3 in the epic series.
This is from Chapter 22 –
‘The Sea Nymph’
“Like sacks of rocks dumped into the ocean, one by one, one after the other, the enchanted demons kept rushing down, falling to their unavoidable demise. Lord Furvusmortem saw this, and then also saw the dozens of sirens alluring them. And from rocks and even from the water, the sirens noticed his presence in the high peaks as well. There was one among the sirens who seemed to be their leader…
“Perhaps their queen. Maybe mother to all of them. She wore a crown and golden fish scales on the lower half of her body. And the lord of all obscurity locked eyes with her, because he understood what she was doing. He hadn’t thought she would dare cross him, but he was now losing hundreds of demons because of her…
“Sirens were notoriously rebellious, united as sisters, and also worked alone. They would allow no male creature to give them orders, but in this war they had taken sides with the gods. Formidable allies, as they were rulers of the seas. And so then, it happened that he floated to her; and a cloud or gas formation seemed to be carrying him down, or perhaps the air currents were forming tight pockets around him…
“And his speed was slow, but then it increased; and thus it became more and more threatening. And it occurred in a flash, or in the quickest wink of an eye; for he fleeted, and he came to her with disgust and arrogance. And he stopped just a few feet from her, then stepped on the water, and took another step towards the queen siren resting on a rock formation near the coastline…
“But he was really walking on the surface of the water, since she was sitting on a short sea stump. He halted pace, looked into her eyes, then coolly demanded, “Stop this now, and I will spare your lives.”…”She looked at him with disgust and disapproval, then replied, “Careful now. These are my waters. I rule here.”…
“He remained quiet and looked around him. His demons falling, being lured into death; for the ones who fell on the water, and did not die instantly, were soon killed by the overwhelming beauty of the sirens. Then he turned back and said to her, “You have made your choice, siren. Now I have made mine as well.”…
“Then he waited to see her eyes. He was looking for fear in them, but there was none. She locked eyes with him. She was a leader, a queen, a sister, and a mother to her sirens; so she met him at his level, and so stood her ground. But, he was arrogant, and immoral, and violent; so he quickly grabbed her throat, and squeezed, and sought to bring fear and chaos into her mind…
“But, even so, she remained dignified and still. And all around her, it was so that many sirens had caught sight of this; and so, they were about to intervene, but she waved her hand and they all refrained from doing so. While the creatures of darkness kept blindly falling to their demise, the waters became agitated because the queen was also now agitated…”
Hope you enjoyed that. Currently working on the painting for thecover of the book also.Follow me to stay up-to-date on the story’s progress.Thanks for reading.
Do we create or destroy…?? Does humanity know true beauty…??–And I mean real beauty beyond your individual choice…??
It seems to me that we, specially men, who are the ones who rule society, are not truly conscious of the value in woman, and of the value in any human being for that matter. Men send their own children to be maimed and perish in a stupid war. Now, they do this nonsense because they are not Creators. Women are creators: Would they send their own creations, out of their own flesh and blood, to be maimed and killed, and to kill other creations…??
What is a Creator…?? Tell me, do you know…?? O I fear am lost in the deepest schemes of vanity! Have I seen Her…?? Have I missed Her glow…?? Alas, this Death has no peace but sheer insanity! Tell me, for I do not know: Where does it all start…?? I know it is the truest and most divine Call of Life, But ignorant men about speak of no divine part; However, truth resonates in my soul beyond strife.
The child is the true man of Creation, heir of beauty; His many creations in the world are born from Her. Woman embodies the Call of Life, the divine duty. Do you not see she is the lovely Mother of the heir. Is it some illusion of the senses of repressed men…?? All I see and hear is wars and the cackle of Death. Men dying, God crying, Satan smiling in his den! Can Creator leave their own children without breath…??
If your eye could see the tragedy in men’s minds, The abhorrent perplexity possessing their thought, You could fathom the sacred value which reminds Of the value of a woman, the purity in Her brought. For he who is living in the Conscious Light of God Can see with conscience and truth the Light in Her. Flesh be the surface of the ocean rich and broad, The origin of Life lies deep in Her waters most fair.
Have you seen the child in man…?? He likes to feel always strong and powerful, serious and deep in thought, always trying to fix everything, always desiring to compete with others and display his own wit; but, at the same time, he is a major mamma’s boy, a cry baby who’s deeply broken, he plays endlessly, he acts rudely and carelessly, he gets lost in the crowd of the other men who lost their inner child, he makes women cry with his false childish behaviors, he seeks understanding but he hides his emotions from women. He seeks Enlightenment and love, but he does not accept his darkness and does not understand love.
Have you seen the child in man…?? I have lost it and life needs this great innocence, this powerful path to be. The artist behind the brute. The art behind the blemishes. He shows his art but his emotions are not there. He lacks something. He lacks life… Good women try to teach him, reach his emotions, smack sense into him, plug into his heart, but the beautiful child who plays endlessly and tries to seize true love, true creativity in play, is gone. Have you seen him…??
When the stars shine. Yes. When the stars shine and the music is slow and sweet he runs away, hides under his own roughness, under his own selfish and ignorant wit. So what is this man if not a coward…??… As in pottery, he is clay to be molded and shaped into a great man; such man who understands that life is love and that love is life, and that opening your emotions is reaching life and allowing love to flow… to expand… His very soul was entered through divine breath by the male-feminine Creator to evolve the first human of three fourth water and rest of the earth elements, but as he developed somehow the child in him was lost… So, have you seen the child in man…??