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Evil will always triumph when Good men do nothing. ~Edmund Burke
Nothing Bad can happen to a Good man, whether in life or death, nor are the Gods unconcerned about his troubles. ~Socrates
I do not believe in the invincibility of Evil, but in the inevitability of my own defeat. ~Reinert
I have always been interested in the constant battle between Good and Evil. Perhaps what I find most interesting about it is how subjective the fight can be. In our modern world people are not usually branded Good and Evil like they are in TV shows, comic books, and video games. Rather, the terms "Good" and "Evil" are used to replace the terms "us" and "them". Everyone wants to be Good, and those against us must be Evil.
But why can't we all be the "Good Guys"? Life doesn't have to be like TV shows, comic books, and video games, yet we all decide that it must be. Our human need for organization lumps all things against our views as Evil. Heaven must have a Hell, Link must have Ganondorf, the Jedi must have the Sith. But if everyone chooses Good, then there cannot truly be an Evil. The only reason we see an Evil is because we believe everything has an opposite; that there must be some sort of conflict in the universe. What if that weren't the case? What if there was a Heaven but no Hell, Link but no Ganondorf, Jedi but no Sith?
We will Evil to exist. If we wanted, we could finally vanquish our long-time enemy by willing it out of existance. Conflict will always happen; that is simply human nature. But just because two forces clash, that doesn't mean one is Good and the other is Evil; they both choose to be Good! Perhaps if we see that all beings have at least their Goodness in common, maybe conflicts can be averted.
The water is wide, I cannot get oer,
nor do I have the wings to fly.
Give me a boat that can carry two,
and both shall row, my love and I.
Down in the meadow the other day,
a gath'ring flow'rs both bright and gay.
A gath'ring flow'rs both red and blue,
I little thought what love can do.
I leaned my back up against an oak.
I thought it was a sturdy tree.
But first it swayed, and then it broke,
and so my false love, did unto me.
Oh, love is warm, when it is new,
and love is sweet when it is true.
But love grows old, and waxes cold,
and fades away, like morning dew.
~The Water is Wide, a traditional English folk song