The eagle above the mountain flaps over and seeks for its next victim. Some fresh flesh is what the eagle, he, looks for to feed his physical body. He needs to feed himself with something that fits to his appetite in order to survive in this battlefield. Soon or later, he will find what he is looking for and then satisfy himself in both physical and biological ways. Doing it once is not enough for him to keep himself alive and so, he will soon hear an echoing voice from deep inside his mind that repeats the same words continuously “MORE, GIVE ME MORE!”.
His consciousness is as strong as to admit himself that taking another piece of flesh into his body will never be enough to save him from the inevitable end, which has been out there and waited for its time to show its ugliness once again since all this already composed game began, but unfortunately, he cannot change anything at all since his existence depends upon that ugliness interpenetrating in his blood. The fact, that the inevitable end will show its ugliness without any doubt, has been something that none of creatures existed so far have been able to either stop or change it neither partly nor completely.
No matter how much he is willing to turn the direction of his own fate to a new beginning, all of his effort on it will end up where everything remains the same. Running in this circle hopefully to arrive the new state of his life, in where he is capable of feeding himself not just physically and biologically but also mentally, in turn, exhausts him, makes him vulnerable and mad! Because of his endless attempts to be able to breath some fresh air that does not smell blood do not and will not take him to where a new era waits for him far from this battlefield, from which fume with the smell blood arises to the blue sky and ruins it.
So, he despairingly keeps flying above the mountain to find his new source of energy for living in this trap that not allowing the physical form of him to escape. What a pity for him. He will never ever get that chance to make a significant difference in his life.
Keep flapping over the battlefield, the eagle!
To be frank, I have gotten a question in my mind to ask that is that “how does he know that there is another way of living existed out there?“
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