>>14909I cannot accept your apology. You sins are naught except from childish folly and there is no blood on your hands except your own.
For all your life you have been blissfully ignorant. Ignorant of the society in which you live and the slavery that supports it. Ignorant of the world around you and the changes taking place in it. As you know, this ignorance was no excuse.
Today, in a single, eternal instant you died and were reborn. With news eyes you looked upon the world and you saw the rot that festers beneath it. You came to understand a little more of the world around you and you wept. As you know, this understanding is no pardon, the tears no redemption.
But you have no need for excuses nor redemption nor guilt, that's why I cannot accept your apology.
We are all alone and we are all one.
Alone, you have done nothing wrong. You have kept no slaves, you have poisoned no streams. Your living within this society is no implication of approval. The material value that you have provided to it and taken from it did not force anyone to open sweatshops or be reckless with their pollutants. There are those among us who have done such things but they did them of their own free will, the blood is on their hands and theirs alone. Here, alone, you need never feel responsible for the sins of others.
We are all one. Humanity is a collective, through empathy, culture and society, no action is performed in a vacuum. Here, as one, we share but one pair of hands and they are drenched with blood and every day a fresh coat is added on top of the aeon old stains. For that we may weep, for that we have sinned, but here, as one, we are so very, very big. Our countless aeons of evolution, our millennia upon millennia of society and our centuries of exploitation are but a handful of years next to this magnitude. For all our majesty, we are but a child. Is it wrong for a child to pull the legs from a spider? Of course. Should they allow it to hang heavy on them for the rest of their lives?
You were reborn with the vision to see the sins of humanity. To see the blood that was ours staining the hands that we all share. Your soul knows, it felt that the weight had been lifted and it soared. Your mind languishes behind, weighed down by guilt. Cast off your guilt, it will not help you where you're going.
And anon? I love you too.