Overwhelming force that takes over
with the sense of having a source of
potency.
Controlling,
demanding,
giving orders to slaves and high authority personnel.
People fear you,
worrying to make eye contact to you,
cause of the consequence that might come from it.
The feeling that you can walk through a battlefield,
without the fear of being hit by any objects such as bullets or a blast. With all this sense of physical phenomenon,
people hate you.
You repel with others,
like trying to put two negative magnets to together,
you don't understand,
why you can't connect?.
Why is there a force stopping us from getting close or even near each other?
You wanted power,
are you happy now?.
Guess not.
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