Cosmic Justice

The situation which caused me to stop being Sleepmode was partly the result of my own mistakes - a dicey personal situation became something much larger than it needed to be, thanks in no small part to me getting myself far more involved in it than I needed to be. It’s easy to reflect on everything and see exactly where and how I went wrong, and think about how all of that could have been avoided. But I didn’t start that fire - while I may have poured gasoline on the flame thinking it was water, the match was lit by someone else. Someone who has, in recent times, revealed that every accusation is, indeed, a confession.¹

There’s a saying, popularised by The Reverend Martin Luther King, Jr., which goes:

The moral arc of the universe is long, but it bends towards justice.

I’m too much of a materialist to fully believe this. I don’t think there is such thing as cosmic justice, or that the universe as a whole tends towards whatever we might consider that to be.

However, I do believe that history has a habit of bearing out who is on the right side of it. I don’t think I, or any of my friends who were wronged, got “justice” - I’m hesitant to say we ever truly will. But I think time continues to prove that, even in spite of our mistakes, we were right.