Beneath the lacerated land lies a black stream enticing a ripple of devastating humanitarian aid. On the island of contradictory landscapes there is a fragment of stolen land which violates humanity in the name of justice. Alienation and isolation celebrate their sanctimonious union by administering the ethics of torture. Shackled with the illusion of freedom, society celebrates the distance and difference between the fictitious island, the lacerated land and the fragment stolen from the island of contradictory landscapes. Justice applauds the gullible and seeks the means to exploit the correlation between oppression and protecting civilians against a backdrop of swirling sands and forests spanning the anti-imperial realms.