As anyone amazed by supernatural animes, mangas, marvel comics and the like. I came upon the the question about the nature of power.
Sometimes seen as a difficult thing to adquire in which the personage should fight and resist in a sequence of ideosincratic challenging events. A path, a process... of power!
Sometimes it is not really a path, but a gene, or money. Something brought by luck and not capacity, not even something to be proud of. A curse? A pact.
Superficially analyzing it, seems to be an easy and a difficult path to it. But, if you permit me, this is where the children's book stops. And it is nowhere near to grasp the real nature of power. The power that consumes so much the rich is the same as the one that consumes the hard worker. There is no good or evil in it. It is just the way it is, or in other words, it's the power's nature.
It constructs so much as it destroy, in a consuming cycle leading people to disgrace as much as it builds a peaceful fantasy realm.
There are nothing that it can not possess. In another words, it cannot possess the emptyness. But I assume, though there are little in there to possess.
The subtleties of power should not be forgotten, it is as illusory as it is misleading. Growing cities to be consumed by a disease, or as a empiror should have proven at the end of its life, being killed by a human when he always controlled armies. Ironic indeed.
The fairness is sometimes put in question, but there is nothing more fair than a change of power to bring an equilibrium. Wrong considerations lead people to think in power as a thing they own, cause it is often the other way around. And it seems to have the possibility to leave them when it well please.
Inside feelings, it blows and in a matter of seconds, it builds up. Where feeling capable is just the same as being capable, it ascend immensely in the hands of teenagers. There is nothing solid in it, you could be sure about it. But there is no doubt about his presence, cause everyone knows what people can do when they realize they can.
It is the brick with which the dreams are build. There is no need to fear it.
Rather ubiquitous matter, but it seeks merely to change.
