You have an empire. A kingdom, almost. It comprises of those who fear you. They do not love you. They hate you. And I will watch as your empire crumbles before you. As all your material and concrete success comes crashing in on you. As your comrades crumble, then turn on you.
You will be alone in the rubble of everything you once had.
Nay, you ARE alone.
And the only one who doesn’t see it is the person who lives in the mirror. The empty eyes staring back at you as if to say, “What have you done?”
M.G.
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Straight from Mikavelli's Belly: I chose the name Mikavelli because of my name as well as Machiavelli, one of the most controversial yet revolutionary characters in politics and philosophy.
This blog was initially created solely for updates about life, but seems to have evolved into philosophical conjectures about various aspects of humanity. I've since added an extension to my creative outlet and have decided to post parts of the journey along the way.
Feel free to comment or respond. I hope that these words can inspire as well as empower you as you venture through the adventures of life.
Peace and blessings,
Mikavelli (MG)
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