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old.Tohtori
Guest
For every avatar, there is a human being behind it.
For every name on IRC, there is a lifestory.
For every player you see in DAoC, there is a soul.
It's something that evades our minds every so often. We say things, halfhearted and possibly hurt someone deeper then we know. We flame without thinking further, we blame others for a minor thing without seeing how it effects the other. I too have flamed, blamed others for something i could've just shrugged my shoulders at. Maybe at times we need to just stop for a while before we raise our fists in anger and attack people. We live our lives, thinking of our lives, thinking of our problems and never we think about the man standing behind us in the line in a bank. Never we stop to wonder what brought a woman to a shop that day. Where did she come from? Who would miss her if she went away? I don't write this for attention. I don't write this to blame. I don't write this so something would be gained. I write this to wake up thoughts. If this is a crime then lock me in a dungeon. So before you write a reply, before you decide to contribute to this, think for a moment, read this again and then say what you will. I won't judge. I won't take offense. It's your thoughts and you too, like me, are a part of a whole planet with 6 000 000 000 people. Big number, makes us small in comparison but no smaller then the ones besides us.
Thanks and have fun.
*nod*
For every name on IRC, there is a lifestory.
For every player you see in DAoC, there is a soul.
It's something that evades our minds every so often. We say things, halfhearted and possibly hurt someone deeper then we know. We flame without thinking further, we blame others for a minor thing without seeing how it effects the other. I too have flamed, blamed others for something i could've just shrugged my shoulders at. Maybe at times we need to just stop for a while before we raise our fists in anger and attack people. We live our lives, thinking of our lives, thinking of our problems and never we think about the man standing behind us in the line in a bank. Never we stop to wonder what brought a woman to a shop that day. Where did she come from? Who would miss her if she went away? I don't write this for attention. I don't write this to blame. I don't write this so something would be gained. I write this to wake up thoughts. If this is a crime then lock me in a dungeon. So before you write a reply, before you decide to contribute to this, think for a moment, read this again and then say what you will. I won't judge. I won't take offense. It's your thoughts and you too, like me, are a part of a whole planet with 6 000 000 000 people. Big number, makes us small in comparison but no smaller then the ones besides us.
Thanks and have fun.
*nod*
