link ♪ hero of time (
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thisavrou2016-08-15 04:47 am
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Dear everyone,
Hi. My name is Link. I have been on the ship for seven months. [And still formats everything he writes on his MID like a letter, apparently.] A lot of things have happened. They've made me think a lot about something I didn't think about at all back where I'm from. But I still don't have an answer. So I thought I would ask everyone what they thought.
When is it OK to kill? I know sometimes you have to hunt in order to eat. So as long as you are not wasteful or mean about it, that's OK, I think. Sometimes you have to defend people or stop a bad person from hurting other people. I know that's very important. But sometimes it's good people hurting other people and they won't listen to you. Sometimes it's someone who doesn't know better. Sometimes you fight because you don't understand them and you think you are defending others. How do you know when it is right and when it is wrong?
One time my previous teacher Alice told me that it's hard even for grown-ups to know what is right and what is wrong. She said everyone has to decide for themselves. I am still thinking about what she meant every day. I think there have to be some things that are always good and some things that are always evil. But it's getting harder to know what those things are the more I think about it. So I would like to know what everyone else has decided for yourselves, if that's okay.
Thank you,
Link
[With just the slightest bit of poking around at the information about the MID that posted this, it becomes clear very quickly that this is coming from a kid... Yeah.]
Hi. My name is Link. I have been on the ship for seven months. [And still formats everything he writes on his MID like a letter, apparently.] A lot of things have happened. They've made me think a lot about something I didn't think about at all back where I'm from. But I still don't have an answer. So I thought I would ask everyone what they thought.
When is it OK to kill? I know sometimes you have to hunt in order to eat. So as long as you are not wasteful or mean about it, that's OK, I think. Sometimes you have to defend people or stop a bad person from hurting other people. I know that's very important. But sometimes it's good people hurting other people and they won't listen to you. Sometimes it's someone who doesn't know better. Sometimes you fight because you don't understand them and you think you are defending others. How do you know when it is right and when it is wrong?
One time my previous teacher Alice told me that it's hard even for grown-ups to know what is right and what is wrong. She said everyone has to decide for themselves. I am still thinking about what she meant every day. I think there have to be some things that are always good and some things that are always evil. But it's getting harder to know what those things are the more I think about it. So I would like to know what everyone else has decided for yourselves, if that's okay.
Thank you,
Link
[With just the slightest bit of poking around at the information about the MID that posted this, it becomes clear very quickly that this is coming from a kid... Yeah.]

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Many of us who kill or have killed were trained into it. We were told that it is a necessary life to live. A requirement. That it would be for your best interest.
The truth is, the act of killing will never be a simple decision. The weight of removing a life will always be with you, and a careful decision to make.
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Being told that the weight will always be there is... oddly comforting. Knowing that it's normal. That it's... a good thing the weight is there. That it should be there.]
Thank you. I understand this. I have felt the weight. It makes me feel better to know that this is how other people feel too.
What do you do if killing is what you are supposed to do? Does it get even heavier the more you do it?
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Then I killed a man that was important in my life. The first I ever truly regretted.
After that, it is no simple thing. You carry that choice. For some, they do not care about the lives they take. For me, I must decide if I need to snuff it out, and what the cost is.
The weight of that has never truly left.
Not since that day.
I do not think it has gotten heavier. Just that I realize the true burden of what it meant.