"What does she want now?" asked the judge
"Same as always" the prosecutor replied
"For God's sake, bring her in"
Shackling chains sluggishly rustle on a thin, pale body.
Bosoms consumed by hunger, body barren from desperation, cataract eyes stares bleakly on the floor.
"We examined your case countless times and each time the verdict was the same, what would change this time?"
Her mouth opens, as the wind whispers through a cave she speaks
"Iv'e spoken with my ancestors again, connected with histories and stories of my past life"
"Heavens Emma, you know how these acts affect your well being! I suggest you return back out side, there are more important matters to research, things to learn"
"No! I shall not return! You can't tell me that hollow concrete cell is all there is to life!
My body grows weak, I can't conjure my powers and even if you don't believe it, my spirit fades for Gods sake Judge, please her me out, cure me of my sins!"
"Speak"
"My lord, you know the story of Hercules?"
"of course, he is one of our greatest role models"
"exactly, the story of a hero. Redeemed himself through acts of courage and then rejoiced with the Gods. A true liberal person, with inner strength and the power to redeem him self.
But let me ask you, what did he redeem himself from?"
"Murdering his mother of course"
"Yes, but was is it murder for which the God sentenced him?"
"He killed his mother"
"With intention?"
"Certainly not a good one"
"Not any, he was driven mad by Hera"
"Ah, pagans"
"But wasn't Pharos punished for his acts? Those of God's intention?"
"Are you comparing your self to heroes of history?"
"I am claiming what we knew and decided to repress. It does not matter that I could not save her, it does not matter I could not escape the service. It does not matter if I had or had no intention, if people suffered or not, if they were hurt by my acts or by their own.
I, Emma Amabilis, am guilty of abandoning my mother and of drafting to service"
She stood tall as silence filled the room, the prosecutor feared her, the Judge was enraged.
"Fine, I find you guilty! You got what you want. What now? Was it of any help? Punishments have no real contribution to society"
"Now I understand my process, my spirit consumed by body out of guilt, pain, the same philosophies you told me to abandoned showed me the way. We are Calvinistic in nature my Lord, our spirit is the tormenting flaming God of conscious, every sin is a zero sum game, every flaw cannot be repent.
And you" her bony finger directed to the Judge like a saber
"you told us this court room is everything there is in our world. We knew different, our stories filled with Gods and spirits, betrayal, prejudice, punishment, beauty, sense of wonder. You deprived us from love, told us reality is but a cave of symbols.
Your prospectuses let me down, consolidated me with facts, showed me the consequences on graphs BUT VICES CAN NOT BE LEARNED FROM UTILITY
Kant was right, Georgina was right.
And where utility and kapital flows, this court room is but an empty shell"
"And without a court, how shall you repent?"
"As the mighty heroes of old redeemed themselves by acts of true goodness and kindness, salvaging their dignity by manifesting their virtues, I shall be virtuous!
For the first time I passed across a beggar and didn't need to rationalize how to maximize social utility"
The Judge laughed
"Tantrums of a child in front of pure reason"
"I am not mad at you. But you have committed the greatest sin when you lied to us"
"And how shall I be punished?"
"You reduced us all to dust and to dust we shall all be brought.
Freedom would be actualized by those who would not forget what was beyond this court room."
When did it began?
Hercules did not repent by proving his good, but by his feats of courage and power.
The Gods were not good. Plato and the prophets began comprehending the good.
Aristotle centralized our world around it.
Only then could men reduce our being to good and good to being.
Emma suffered, her will ached to bring her body to manifest her feats, but the body couldn't move. Only through virtue can feats be manifested, and only through virtue can we find repent.
"Same as always" the prosecutor replied
"For God's sake, bring her in"
Shackling chains sluggishly rustle on a thin, pale body.
Bosoms consumed by hunger, body barren from desperation, cataract eyes stares bleakly on the floor.
"We examined your case countless times and each time the verdict was the same, what would change this time?"
Her mouth opens, as the wind whispers through a cave she speaks
"Iv'e spoken with my ancestors again, connected with histories and stories of my past life"
"Heavens Emma, you know how these acts affect your well being! I suggest you return back out side, there are more important matters to research, things to learn"
"No! I shall not return! You can't tell me that hollow concrete cell is all there is to life!
My body grows weak, I can't conjure my powers and even if you don't believe it, my spirit fades for Gods sake Judge, please her me out, cure me of my sins!"
"Speak"
"My lord, you know the story of Hercules?"
"of course, he is one of our greatest role models"
"exactly, the story of a hero. Redeemed himself through acts of courage and then rejoiced with the Gods. A true liberal person, with inner strength and the power to redeem him self.
But let me ask you, what did he redeem himself from?"
"Murdering his mother of course"
"Yes, but was is it murder for which the God sentenced him?"
"He killed his mother"
"With intention?"
"Certainly not a good one"
"Not any, he was driven mad by Hera"
"Ah, pagans"
"But wasn't Pharos punished for his acts? Those of God's intention?"
"Are you comparing your self to heroes of history?"
"I am claiming what we knew and decided to repress. It does not matter that I could not save her, it does not matter I could not escape the service. It does not matter if I had or had no intention, if people suffered or not, if they were hurt by my acts or by their own.
I, Emma Amabilis, am guilty of abandoning my mother and of drafting to service"
She stood tall as silence filled the room, the prosecutor feared her, the Judge was enraged.
"Fine, I find you guilty! You got what you want. What now? Was it of any help? Punishments have no real contribution to society"
"Now I understand my process, my spirit consumed by body out of guilt, pain, the same philosophies you told me to abandoned showed me the way. We are Calvinistic in nature my Lord, our spirit is the tormenting flaming God of conscious, every sin is a zero sum game, every flaw cannot be repent.
And you" her bony finger directed to the Judge like a saber
"you told us this court room is everything there is in our world. We knew different, our stories filled with Gods and spirits, betrayal, prejudice, punishment, beauty, sense of wonder. You deprived us from love, told us reality is but a cave of symbols.
Your prospectuses let me down, consolidated me with facts, showed me the consequences on graphs BUT VICES CAN NOT BE LEARNED FROM UTILITY
Kant was right, Georgina was right.
And where utility and kapital flows, this court room is but an empty shell"
"And without a court, how shall you repent?"
"As the mighty heroes of old redeemed themselves by acts of true goodness and kindness, salvaging their dignity by manifesting their virtues, I shall be virtuous!
For the first time I passed across a beggar and didn't need to rationalize how to maximize social utility"
The Judge laughed
"Tantrums of a child in front of pure reason"
"I am not mad at you. But you have committed the greatest sin when you lied to us"
"And how shall I be punished?"
"You reduced us all to dust and to dust we shall all be brought.
Freedom would be actualized by those who would not forget what was beyond this court room."
When did it began?
Hercules did not repent by proving his good, but by his feats of courage and power.
The Gods were not good. Plato and the prophets began comprehending the good.
Aristotle centralized our world around it.
Only then could men reduce our being to good and good to being.
Emma suffered, her will ached to bring her body to manifest her feats, but the body couldn't move. Only through virtue can feats be manifested, and only through virtue can we find repent.
