A key to someone’s heart, imagine. Of course, I would not abuse such power. Ever! Come to think of it, I probably would! At some point this key would serve a purpose not entirely pure and the havoc caused would maybe span over several generations to come.
In Dostojewskis’ Сон смешного человека, Son smešnogo čeloveka, The Dream of a ridiculous man, he describes marvellously well how even one person’s evil intention would have devastating effects on the entire planet. At times I wonder how it will be when we see the real impact of all our actions, how far reaching they really were?