With their vestments and villages, the desire for power took possession of mankind,

and it was not long before they returned their toy weapons to us. But our material
bodies cannot be fed or rest. Their fragile feelings hurt easily and then they turn
to kill each other. Our presence on this unhappy planet has already served us
during the development of life, but now we are part of small wars between small
people who delude themselves about great powers. With my strength I would put an
end to this, but the lack of knowledge, these almost irrational little animals do
not understand my conscience. I submit, because if I do not, i wouldn't know how
this will end, I would never know what happened to these little beings and their
small lives.