My soul is not at rest for I have realized the crazed wild beast I have always been slaved to living societies attributes, a participant in these genocidal games. The caveman in me is still pissing land and hording to force my survival while competing against my neighbor, judging their worths. Those, our majority, whom suffer the worst fates from these actions is the sin my soul bears. I am the demon creating Hell on this paradise which could be Heaven. If I could get off my knees worshiping deities to appreciate and love the mothers, fathers, daughters, and sons of this planet here and now, I could break my bounds to this land and names which hold me prisoner. If I could destroy every clock within my sight so freedom of movement can be in my own rhythm, I am sure I could will good on this Earth with others sharing truth to cooperate for the survival of all in this now. But an Angel I am not and the early extinction fated for this species will collide with the wall soon enough. I prevent world peace and I did nothing to alter this course. I am not mature enough to evolve to see a planetary cooperation real. Haunted and forced to be barbaric, I sadly digress and give in to the war against my own.