There was a reason to live, to have a beginning and to reach an end. The conscience within you had to grow, you had to distribute the means you had to those who had no means. You shouldn't be looking to fill this insatiable hole within yourself. You were supposed to love one person, not deceive dozens of people. You weren't supposed to create hunger, no one should be miserable. It was necessary for you not to shed blood, violence would not have arisen if you had not shed it. You shouldn't be spreading brutality when you can't make money from peace. You had to be human when you couldn't satisfy your ego.