Constant upheaving by little monsters who were granted refuge over a small planet , and then their storming of their own saviour, ravishing it, commiting the most heinous crimes, pouring chemicals on its face, strangulating it in sheaths of choking plastics, a careful or even a careless look around would speak for itself, of the libertine and savage manner in which this assault has taken place.
Somebody will have to pay the price for the havoc it has been wreaked upon, but nobody fears, cos nobody knows who would be victimized by the divine vengeance, ignorance is bliss, each of them are sure that their little acts have gone unnoticed and each of them are sure even if someday they do get victimized, it would not be worse than what can happen at the most, and what would certainly happen someday, thus freeing them from the fear of the consequences and imparting them an additional push to madly keep on multiplying their input to the entropy.
People are funny and smart, but while they can only be funny, they cannot be smart to the powers that they know little about, to powers which are capable of divesting the soul and reading its thoughts, you can kill and get away from the law, but you step on an ant and can't get away from this power.
Its funny everytime they do an act of selfishness, to everything mortal, everything preserved by the mystic forces, it gets jotted down in books that they don't know much about and while they can still ignore the existence of such manuscripts which would hold all their acts of irresponsibility, they should know once and for all, somebody has to bear the brunt of the mischief that they have done, and if there are powers that would go on rampage when enraged, then they be sure that there would be those powers too, which would axe the guilty.
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