They call me Loyalty

No one can take my dreams. Because they are just that. Therefore, they are not real. And cannot be taken away. I cannot even have them. But they sustain me, regardless. Thus, I have nothing, but still feel somewhat complete? It is strange... even to myself. Yet, a part of me still hungers. But that is just our human nature, after all. And those very dreams are what keep me suspended over this empty space inside ourselves, that we all know so well. But this view will not take you far in life. So, you have to fight. The difference is that there was a consession made in my name. That people can realize when they look at me. I have lost the strength to fight. But not everyone will be so considerate with a normal individual. Still , I've seen the pity in their eyes when they looked at me. But I also seen the hatred, and jealousy when they looked at friends who are stronger and healthier than myself. So, fight back, if you have to. Nobody said it was easy. But unfortunataly, I have lost what I cannot replace. And with it, my interest in the real world. It is better this way.

I think the message is that friendship is like magic. It is not real, but we make believe. Which essentially means we are doomed! Doooomed! Wait, what is this? Fruit jellies. Forget about it. We are saved. Wait, "Does not contain real sugar?". We are doooomed, again! Do you understand the metaphor here? It seems like I don't. But I do. You see. The problem is this kind of binary thinking. For whenever you try to go up, the world will bring down in equal measure to the altitude you tried to reach. So... I have a better solution to your good/evil example. And that is called "silence". Dear user. What is the spell that prevents all magic? Yes, it is called "silence". Well done. And it is not necessarily a matter of something as mundane as polarities. But neutrality, instead. To become the smallest quantifiable measure. The closest you can get to death, without dying. That is how you never lose. By not winning. Do you understand? So, you become the highest and the lowest. And in doing so, you adquire the understanding that one leads inevitably to the other, and thefore deny both sides of the force. Renouncing to what is essentially the source of all conflict. "Power", in whatever form it may take. Desire, greed, lust. Even friendship. For it is also the source of rivarly. Like with many other things that start with good intentions. That is what Twilight failed to understand - her idealistic view only brought further destruction down the line. Because we are not ready. And we will never be ready to co-exist in a near perfect state of harmony. For we will try to destroy anything that is near perfect, given our inherent imperfection. The same way people envy celebrities for no rason, other than feeling inferior than these individuals who are ultimately as human as they themselves. Yet, that does not stop the hatred. And thus, nothing ever will. Except for the closest thing to real peace. Which is, as I said; death. That is what I call real magic. (1989 characters. The date I was born in... Also, do not get crazy ideas. Life has much to offer. So, try to understand that the source of my unusual view is my lessened body. After which my mind took shape like a schism that reveals the end before the beginning - the inevitable. So, have hope and believe in life, or feel free to be despondent as I am. There is enjoyment in every aspect. Even rejection of the world. If you can appreciate the beauty that lies within the dream that we both call hope. In whatever form it may take. Family, friends, children, work, art, devotion, dedication, etc, etc, etc).

Discord, inspired after Q from star trek TNG.

Not necessarily. For once, they are real presences in their universe. While ours are archetypes meant to convey a given set of values and a moral structure to our lives. As well as to offer people a sense of common purpose and hope. It is similar with the lottery, for example. I was hearing this youtuber talk about the times he had visited this small group of people who played it religiously. Always the same people, always the same anticipation. The expectation. There was a sense of community to the group, even if the chances of winning were actually very slim. He still recognized that this was not the point. But that this seemingly small practice was an important part of their lives, and that they needed it. They needed that sense of community and hope. It was like the time I visited this charity dinner. I saw well dressed people there, who had the affordability to purchase food on their own. But they were there regardless. Because they needed that sense of community. Because we are social creatures in the end. And we need this interaction. We are all looking for something. And some people fill this with their families, some with their work, some with addictions. Some with art. Some with training. Some with religion. Some with dreams. This is life.