To the Unnamed Soldier
Go die for me. Go die for me to put me at ease. If you don’t die, consider yourself dead. It’s the only way to cope with my goal. When you return, if you return, don’t expect a grand welcome. You did your job, my job. Be thankful that we gave you that. Now be … Continue reading
Kinds of Our Time
Wandering souls on a moving landscape of expectation juxtaposed against a sea of self entitlement and disbelief; held accounted for by the unicorned armies that slave tirelessly in the name of an ideal of their own creation stopping only to notice the flaws of others; building fruitless waves of anger and depression; self medicated and … Continue reading
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