“ it doesn’t matter. ”
he, who must go to the limits of his control to reign in the waves of anger; of loss; and perhaps most alarming of all, of guilt. it is illogical to regret, even more illogical to harbor guilt over what cannot be changed, least of all an action that was committed by an alternate, future variation of himself. it does not take away the scars of genocide; the billions of telepathic voices suddenly gone quiet after screaming; the face of his mother as she fell.
❝ ----- you are incorrect. ❞
❝ each moment we exist, each moment we contribute to our own success or destruction, matters. even what which cannot be undone, matters; as it must never be forgotten. all life is precious. even the likes of you. ❞
@dficent sent a meme i can't remember.
