Quill and inkwell Ink Spill

Occasional thoughts of a homosapien

Ink Spill #23

On turning into a monster.


How can someone turn from an innocent child to a wretched cruel-bound of breathing flesh?

Turn on the news and you’ll see acts of blasphemy, sons slaughtering their elders, wifes strangling their husbands, deranged people fulfilling their wretched desire for manslaughter, soldiers stealing lands, killing innocents, raping people from their rights.

You wonder, How can someone turn into such a hell-damned monster?

Is it an illness of the mind? lingering torture from a distant past? repressed emotions bursting into pure rage to have revenge on all humanity? a vicious cycle of revenge going for generations? Years of brain washing convincing that “we” are the rightly guided, and “they” are the demons; they are the lesser-kind, their blood is worth nothing.


No matter what it is, it all stems from hate.

And hate is the drink of the devil, and revenge is its main course.