Precocious. Little. Clover. Devil

Wednesday, April 13, 2005
Currahee: We stand alone together.


"I said no... I'm not a hero, but I fought with a company of heroes."
-Maj Dick Winters, 101st Airnorne

No one is a hero in war, the only heroes are only the ones who fight by your side. Yet if you were on the opposing side, they would be your enemy.

Pride, honour and glory are merely flowers trying to conceal the rifle. In war, there is only survival. But you stick together and watch out for each others butt. The only means of survival is to emsure a bullet never finds your flesh, and that means being absolutely sure your fellow men is not the one to put that bullet through your corpse.

Kill without remorse and kill without mercy, otherwise be killed. No matter how noble they say war is, only blood and tears are shed.

Pity on the soul who finds joy in the rage of war, who fight to be the best.

Pointless violence. Useless bikering. Incomprehensible actions.

How much longer will the world threaten to wage another war?

I bloody never want to see another war.


Gavin pondered @ 22:51


Under the layers of dust