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The Peace of the Warrior (A Sci-Fi Fable) -- How Peacefulness is Stained

Updated: Mar 11

A human-like statue in a temple.

There once was a galaxy of interplanetary nations that had just begun interacting with one another and creating both friendships and trade routes. However, some of those nations that were just evolving into the interplanetary state of affairs, both in politics and technology, were often ruthlessly attacked by superior foes for their resources, in the name of the latter's might and dominance in the galaxy.

One of the nations in this galaxy was a small, isolationist kingdom that did not want to do anything with the external space beyond their planet's atmosphere. They were a nation of ascetics who wanted to live in peace, unbothered. They even reached a state where not only did they not form relations with other entities in space, but they also refused to colonize, let alone conquer, other planets for their gain.

They believed without a doubt that everything they would ever need was already within their reach. The fields, the dense forests, and their mostly environmentally friendly ways of generating energy—these people wanted nothing from others and nothing in return.

However, this is where the story escalates. A neighboring planet-nation of warmongering, greedy people decided to take advantage of the short distance between the two nations and loot their peaceful neighbor. Forests were set ablaze, massacres occurred, and the planet's small defense force was easily defeated by the looting invaders, who strategically decided to use this hermit kingdom as their own "piggy bank" by invading and looting it every once in a while to make easy profit.

The king of this hermit kingdom furiously decided to do what his advisors were too cowardly to admit themselves... A certain action must be taken. Taken, to ensure both power and peace in a galaxy filled with unknown entities such as their neighbors, who would not likely hesitate to loot or even conquer their sovereign territory. Their small and self-sufficient piece of land in an enormous void of potential.

...A void of potential he was going to make use of.

Thus, the Hermit King changed the regime and government type of his kingdom. The peaceful, parliamentary democracy was no more. The citizenry now hailed to a merciless military regime that majorly focused on the might and quantity of its troops and military technology.

With the new power in his hands, the Hermit King, now Chief Commander of the Hermit Military Complex forged a fearsome fleet of battleships and attack forces, with the course set to the greedy hostile nation to accomplish their vengeance.

Apparently, due to the looter nation's greedy priorities, they had too much money in their vaults and too few defense forces to guard it all. Their planet was practically a nation of hedonistic, slothful workers who praised the Idol of Finance. A relic that corrupts with prosperity and prosperity-related thoughts.

And indeed, the vengeful invasion was terribly successful, contrary to the Hermit Ruler's expectations. For the enemy were unaware of the revenge-hungry monster they built with the trauma they inflicted on it, on the nation that was poor and ascetic.

With victory in their possession, the former King's only condition to their defeated enemy was the following: that they will leave them alone or pay, next time, with their blood. Little resources were looted during the battle, as they were all burned to the ground, along with the cursed Idol of Finance, and the once-again democratic Hermit Kingdom lived at the peace of their military might.

But, they were never as peaceful again, for the mentality of the peaceful monk is now replaced with that of a vengeful, bloodthirsty crow who will do anything it can to burn any opponent who dares becoming its victim.

They will never be the same again, for their peace is forever tarnished by the external universe.


And this is all to provide you with the following insight: There are those who won't leave you alone unless you show some intimidation to preserve your desired serenity in your small corner of the world. It is unfortunate that there are such toxic people out there, but no hope or prayer will necessarily get rid of them from your life. Therefore, you are left with the inevitability of always facing the possibility of adversity, whether online or offline.

Those who want to invade and bother your small piece of existence should remind you that you often have to protect yourself and your "tiny land", or your personal presence, in the name of accomplishing extensive peacefulness once more. Take note, also, that no one is truly safe from the threat of toxicity or mockery, especially on the internet, where people are more confident to act in a more vicious manner.

Acknowledge my sacrifice to you, by not being a full hermit.

I suffered enough. My peace is forever tarnished and tainted. My mentality is broken.

You cannot hurt my emotions. They are dead.

As such, you cannot hurt what is dead.

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Tomasio A. Rubinshtein, Philosocom's Founder & Writer

I am a philosopher from Israel, author of several books in 2 languages, and Quora's Top Writer of the year 2018. I'm also a semi-hermit who has decided to dedicate his life to writing and sharing my articles across the globe. Several podcasts on me, as well as a radio interview, have been made since my career as a writer. More information about me can be found here.

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