I want to talk to a man about Christ who told me “I’ll take my chances“. I didn’t bother to explain to him that he has no chance at all. In ourselves, hidden in our blindness, we think we find refuge. That’s like a soldier hiding under a tree trunk on the front line oblivious on purpose. He says to himself “I’ll take my chances”.

We all want peace but there’s nothing we can do to attain it. What is our life like? Our life is like a trip to the beach. We get to lay in the sun and play all the while knowing this moment of what we call peace will end abruptly. We just push reality away from our mind.

If Man were able to live in peace, they would crave chaos. That’s how perverted the will of man is.