Wars always occur, from the dawn of history until the present day. They happen first, then their apparent reasons change and diversify to renew and ignite once again. And so on, forever and ever.

War is the habit of complex humans, just as peace is the wish of simple humans. Rather, more accurately, it is the wish of the most knowledgeable, wise, and civilized humans, because implicitly they have reached the beauty of simplicity, which is the highest level of sophistication.

So why are wars provoked? I mean fighting in any field, whether in politics, work, home, or even in the street between strangers whose cars collided in a traffic accident. Let us put aside the theatrics; the core reason for war is almost always the same, even though its forms and the surrounding circumstances and conditions change.

The reason is the love of power.

Some people's desire to control others blinds their insight to all logic and rational thinking, and may lead them to pursue all means and exhaust all methods, no matter how fierce, to achieve their goal of power. Whether to affirm it and its might, or to expand the area of influence, exploiting the weakness of their rival or challenging a power nearly equal to their own.

We have seen these tragedies many times in our lives on the political scale, especially what major countries and their allies do in occupying homelands, and we pray to God for security, wellness, and safety for us and for all humanity.

Also – and I am sure – we have seen them in miniature forms in our social lives, especially since our Arab and Eastern society is demonstrably and evidentially a masculine society.

At home, we might see that husband who tends to take control of all matters, intervening in what concerns him and not helping with what is considered part of his responsibilities and what is only “meddling” without benefit, rather it is a blatant assault on his wife’s role as a partner institution in family life. Someone who frequently criticizes every little detail, who owns advice and instructions even in the way of breathing, and who sees his wife as one of his possessions and beneath him in status, believing he alone holds the authority and decision-making power. He may end up, in every adventure, provoking a great emotional and physical war if the house does not go according to his will and mood.

Indeed, the option of war is possible for those who pant after dominating others. Without wisdom or reason in the war environment they have created, war becomes the only thing – not stability, security, or peace – that satisfies the arrogance of that complex psyche.

There are many other examples from real life; their analysis may sometimes overlap, but it becomes easier after a session of awareness with oneself and others.

But what is the benefit? From this awareness, I mean. Where will we ultimately reach? What is the expected outcome of all the destruction and injustice that we live through?

I believe, and I almost assert, that the outcome is always as at the end of every war: loss for all parties. But the oppressor’s loss is much greater in degrees, in this world and the hereafter, as they are the active agent in the equation.

Let him learn, and let us all learn if possible, from all the trivial and great stories we see and hear. Only then might we enjoy some peace on this earth.