STOIC

Blood of my blood

A man is meant to be social and communicate with others to make connections, knowing too many people is a powerful tool but only when those people respect you.

Others may say that fear is better than respect, because if people fear you they will respect you and obey you, but what happens when you turn your back ? Their fear will turn into vengeance.

I have no enemies, because I have no friends, respect is earned not given, and people respect you for who you are, for your actions not for what relates them to you.

As I said before friendships and relationships are temporary lies, as soon as it ends their respect will be gone and they will try to hurt, ruin your image in other's eyes.

Those whom I call blood of my blood, those who may not share the same blood of mine, but they bleed when I bleed and blossom when I blossom, those are the only ones worth my trust.

But there's something I learned through time, when it's all dark and there's no light your shadow will disappear, and all what's left is yourself, so don't trust too much and don't get too attached.