Aah, the seven sins of humanity. Greed, sloth, gluttony, lust, pride, wrath and envy. The sins that defiled and evolved humans. The sins that of hell. The demonic association.
But these sins have ignored one of the most dangerous one. Maybe we all consider the The Eighth Sin to be destructive and yet in the seven sins it doesn’t have any place. The sin that pierces the heart, the soul, the shell of a human is the sin of betrayal.
If we talk about the early poet, Dante Alighieri. Then we know what the commotion is about betrayal. The sins might can form a web and yet the sin of betrayal will be the spider prowling in the center. Maybe that’s why, Dante knew or observed, Betrayal was the worst. And he placed Betrayal at the bottom of his 9 circles of hell in Divine Comedy, Inferno.
This sin, as puny it sounds is the most destructive. The sin that can make wrath look like child’s cry. This sin of betrayal is the one I have met again and again in my life, that is just my beginning in this charade of promises.
Why not Betrayal be a sin? Why should it be the worst? You know one of the things divine to humanity is the power of trust. You trust another human being without peaking into his mind and you make that human a part of your life.
But what if, the gaining of trust is all just an act? What if, it’s the fruit to lure residing in the bush of poison ivy? What if, the person who knows your weakness turns against you in order to fulfill some sort of evil agenda?
You will be shattered, stomped upon, crushed, within a second. You will refuse to believe in humanity, you will reject everyone, you will be an oscillating object oscillating with the thrust of wind. The dreams that you wished to lived will become the rope around your neck tied to the gallows pole and even if you try to move forward the rope will suffocate you slowly. Your smile will become a mask, you will have a broken visage and you will view everything as a mere mirage.
This sin should be the worst of all, Maybe Dante met this sin in his life and knew how hard it is to pluck out the piquer from back.
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