The Strength (11)

"Class, now everyone is made unique and special....."
The teacher kept droning on and on about how everyone had their own strengths. As Ulysses laid his head on his desk, all he could think of was that everyone had their own weaknesses, some more so than others. It was very surprising to him that people did not realise the other half of the statement that everyone had their own strengths. Weakness, is very powerful. When you know someone's weakness, you effectively have him or her in your power. When you exploit that weakness, you humiliate the person further. Everyone's strengths were outweighed by their weaknesses. Except himself, of course. He knew for a fact that he was arrogant. This knowledge gave him the ability to prevent others from exploiting it. Ulysses knew peoples' weaknesses, it was easy to tell.
It was so ironic, that a strength is weaker than a weakness. Never forget, always remember, there is no strength stronger than your weakness. Impurities in metal make them weak. When purified, gold gets weaker. Never underestimate the power of someone's weakness, or the lack of power of a strength. Hate, commonly seen as a weakness, can be useful if employed properly. Hate gives strength. Impure strength to be sure, but powerful strength nonetheless. Such an oxymoron. Ulysses thought no more about it and descended into the dream-world of Morpheus.