Love to hate and hate to love

She sits in her room with a view screen in front of her, as tears roll down her face, shaking her head angrily. Her fists clenched tight as she frowns...and slowly speaks..

"What is it to be Matari huh? I tell you one thing I have learned what it is, is to be full of hate, so much hate that it consumes your spirit. If that is what being Matari is then I don't want to be any part of it. "

She scrunches her face so angry that her skin changes color, her eyes filled with tears and water.

"To hate someone because they are a race, creed, color, faction is so juvenile. There can be good people in all of them, but closing your eyes to blank hatred on them you miss out knowing good people that are possibly making a change or trying to make a change from within."

She slams her fists down on the table in front of her.

"Hatred taught by stale beliefs that are ancient and should be lost throughout time. Hatred passed down by generations of prejudices, teaching our children how to hate and carry on this cycle of violence. WHY?! Why teach our most precious creatures to hate?"

Raises her hand open palm just trembling, as tears still fall from her eyes.

"I loved her like a sister, but she is too filled with hate. She blames other people for her prejudices, when others make the choices for themselves whether she realizes it or not. I cant be a part of it, I cant do it. There is already so much blood spilled on the ground and so many innocents lost because of this stupid war. How many more must fall before those that are 'Matari' see it."

She looks into a mirror that is laid out on the desk in front of her, as her now dulled crystal green eyes show the flecks of gold in them as she sighs heavily.

"To be Matari is to love, to understand what family is, to own up to your choices and decisions and even mistakes. To be strong enough, to have the courage to say no, to speak your mind even if others don't want to hear it. To have the courage to stand up for what you believe in. But most of all is to love.....love unconditionally."

She runs her hands through her crimson dreads as she lowers her head, tears fall down onto the desk in front of her.

"I maybe Cartel, but I AM Matari, don't need anyone else to tell me that. The people that matter to me do see it. My heart is Matari, I do good things, I love unconditionally and I don't teach hate to my brother or daughter. If Vulkor permits maybe more children. I teach them to look past who someone flies for, what race they are or what they do for a living. THAT is Matari."

She lifts her head slowly exasperated, looking right back into the view screen as tears still fall down from her eyes.

"I am the hunter, all survey are prey to my hunger. It was learned that there is no good or evil in the universe, only the perfect balance between predator and prey...light and darkness. I am reborn into HIS image, he took my fears and pain unto himself. I am HIS hunter."

She takes a sip out of a dark glass

"Teach our children love, there is to much hate in the cluster already. Matari free, love....love your fellow creature. Yes, things happen, but what happens in space stays in space. Some of you may fall under my guns, you cant blame me for doing what comes naturally to me. The hate needs to stop on both sides, a dream perhaps but a dream that I think can happen. Call me what you will, but obviously you don't know me well enough to call me names that don't suit me. I don't need other people that don't know me telling me what I am. Obviously they are not worthy of my time, and they are the misguided ones and full of hate."

She sighs speaks softly “Great spirits have always found violent opposition from mediocrities. The latter cannot understand it when a man does not thoughtlessly submit to hereditary prejudices but honestly and courageously uses his intelligence.”

She reaches an arm out and with her long slender dark fingers turns off the view screen as tears still fall from her eyes. As the audio fades a soft whispers "I am Matari."