What is evil? Is it an abstract beast, infinite and figure less? Is it raging spirit wandering among us, full of hatred and pain? Or is it a horned red man? The only true thing we think we know about it, is that it is the opposite of good, but then what is good? What is this thing we claim we search so much and say we know but we've never seen? Is it a higher being with a master plan? Is it a force that guides us? Or is it just a well planed business?

What ever these things are, what ever they do, they are as real as an idea lurking in our minds, as real as a fantasy of being able to fly, as real as the math we do, being part of us in our thoughts, being part of our entire self.



By I'm the penguin