Colors of Judgement
(The Siente & the Stranger Series)
Stranger : When I kill it’s a crime. When those in power commit it, its justice. Even the epics that deal with massacre claim that the Great War was orchestered by the Lord himself on those who were against righteousness and He, the Superemo, had cleansed the world with that war, and the millions who died were mere instruments of this divine cleansing. The actions of a Man, a Hero and a God are projected differently eventhough the purpose of their actions is the same. Revenge by man is sin. Slaying by Hero is valliance. Massacre by God is cleansing. This is what we are taught. This is what we are forced to learn.
Siente : Justice is complicated and sometimes neither the Heroes nor the Gods act as infallible moral authorities.
There lived a hunter, very young and so handsome. None can resist his chramingness. He used his gift of beauty to feed his own arrogance. On a routine day hunting, he felt being followed. He hid himself inside a bush and caught his follower who was a pretty young girl; she was no match to his beauty. She had fallen madly in love with him and all she wanted was to hug him and lay her head on his broad chest. The hunter rejected her and pushed her away. Revoked of the simplest pleasure of love, she roamed aimless in the forest. Her despair wilted away just as the sound in the thin air. Her name was Echo.
The arogant act of the Hunter angered the God as Echo was indeed His innocent child. The God tricked the hunter to come to the lake side and made him watch his own reflection. The hunter fell in love with his own reflection. Unable to take his eyes off from the water, he stayed watching himself for days and died out of hunger and thrist by the lake side beside his own reflection.
And the Veethal asked Veekram, "O! Wisest of All. Answer to set yourself free from the burdens of the evil. Choose not to answer, your head will turn from one to thousand pieces. Is Beauty a fault of the hunter; Is Echo's desire a sin; And the act of God, is it just - Who shall stand at the Gate of Guilt, O! Judicious of All!"
Stranger : You cannot withdraw yourself like the Vampire by being tactical. My need is knowledge and not answers to your questions.
Siente : We all play a game. We are conditioned to choose sides. And we stick to our choice not considering the Truth. We start to fonction in a way that whatever happens to our choice happens to ourselves. We are programmed with the fact that the other side is always at fault. This diversity is what makes us feel alive.
Have you ever taken notice of the tiny rope attached to a tiny pole buried to the ground that binds an elephant ? The huge mamal does not pull itself free, but just cradles left to right standing near the tiny stick to which it has been attached to. A slightest pull from the gaint and the rope would tear into pieces. But the elephant stays being attached. The reason is that the elephant shall never try to get free. When the elephant was very young and much smaller, the same sized rope was used to tie it and, at that age, the tiny rope was enough to hold the small elephant. As the elephant grew up, it is conditioned to believe that it cannot break away. It believes that the rope can still hold it, so it never shall try to break free.
Stranger : Aren't we all the same, simply striving for development. Toiling to get what keeps us happy. Answering to all the needs in every which way possible. None can escape this self assgined fate, neither the tail nor the biting mouth.
Siente : The night stays longer than I thought keeping its darkness close to its heart. I need to rest. But before I retire, I shall tell you two stories. Remember, I am just the messenger. I deliver only the message. Decoding it is your task. Wisdom is the only way out, my child. It can save, gain and serve. Use it wisely as all its properties are true. None with thier spit of lie can blind the One who truly posses wisdom.
An aging king was depressed as he had no sucessor. In his final quest in search of a noble queen, he announced that his palace was open to all and those who came, can fetch whatever they want. The people entered the well of treasure and grabbed all oranaments, vessels and jewels made of gold. The King noticed a young woman standing in the corner. She was quite noticeable as she was the only one not moving. The King approached her and enquired why she as not plundering the palace. "Why hold on to the branch, sire, when I can reach the root ?", she replied. The king was so pleased with her and married her. The same evening he died and she became the ruler of the kingdom. She passed her first order and the ministers sent soldiers to every house and brought back all the wealth that was taken away from the palace. Her wisdom gained her both power and richess overnight.
A King believed in astrology and was very much interested to know his future. He invited the astrologers from around the world, fed them nicely and would ask them to predict his future. He rewarded them with diamonds and pearls when they spoke high about his horoscope. As soon as they predicted the misfortune, the king severed their head. The news about the King slaying the astrologers for speaking the truth reached the ears of a noble saint. He walked into the king's palace and started telling the king about his fortune and how blessed the people were. The king adored the way the saint presented to him his past and future. As the saint started to speak about the misfortune, the king, out of fear of severing his head, warned the saint by asking him, "Noblest Saint, have you ever predicted your own death". "Yes, O! King, who rules the land. My death shall take place an hour before your death", replied the saint promptly. Wisdom not only saved the saint but also gained him the strenght make the king accept the truth.
Stranger : Truth has no side. Justice does not take sides. But judgement, yes. Outward judgement often fails, inward judgement never. An individual's conscience and his judgment is the same thing; and as the judgement, so also the conscience, may be erroneous. Materialistic gains, without fairness, coats venom on the tongue that primarily poisons the individualistic values. But none with thier spit of lie can blind the One who truly possess wisdom.
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