I've been thinking a lot about statements that can double as a blessing or a curse, depending. I think we're all familiar with May you live in interesting times, a statement that sounds like a blessing but over the last half decade has landed like a curse.
May you have the day you deserve is another, dependent upon the quality of the hearer to determine what kind of day, exactly, they deserve.
Right now, I've been mulling over May you live long enough to understand the consequences of your actions.
Like the one right above, it can be a blessing. It does sound nice. May you live long. And there's hope there, in the idea that the things you do, how to choose to interact with the world and with others, might have an outsized net benefit that ripples out in paths you couldn't predict.
Of course, it may not be a blessing at all.
I can think of few consequences more horrifying than acting in haste, in anger, in selfishness, oblivious to the potential consequences cascading out from your choices like cracks in the earth... only to live long enough for your actions to rebound. For the solid ground beneath your feet to open up and drop you into a bottomless pit.
For instance, working yourself up into such a state that you tell another human being to go kill themselves. Over a fic. Or anything else.
It's ironic because the difficulty of articulating the bone-deep horror inherent in being outside of an interaction and seeing the radiating paths of consequences is lost on the person putting that wish out into the universe, at least right now. There is no way to adequately express the seriousness of such a statement, no way to truly impart gravity into the thick skull of a person so determined to float above their deliberate devastation, buoyed by their own self-righteous fury.
I do like to hope for growth in people. For change and maturity to rewrite toxic patterns of behavior. I want to see people who plant mines to grow into planting seeds.
May you live long enough to understand the consequences of your actions.