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War

A word that everyone knows, and an event that no matter what happens, there is never a true winner.

War is politics by other means, war in itself is something that truly serves itself. It is not for the greater good or to make peace with anyone around the world. So why do we do it? Monetary reasons? Selfish reasons? To conquer someone else or to show just how big and bad you are? Ernest Hemingway stated, “There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow men. True nobility lies in being superior to your former self”. So war is not for the good of mankind, killing is going to lead to something better? Since when has murder and destruction ever ended well for anyone? These are real questions that need to be asked and addressed before going to war with anyone.

According to Sun Tzu the purpose of war is to advance the goals of the state. Carl von Clausewitz said it was to achieve an end state different and hopefully better than the beginning state.

War is whatever it means to you as an individual or nation. Many have gone to war with the goal of making a difference somehow. But many have returned unsure of what they actually accomplished if at all. The purpose of war is peace? Others it was to protect, but what if it was all done for entirely the wrong reasons? How do we justify that? The answer is you can’t. A positive result is the goal supposedly, by many have died in vain. Those that have lived long enough to tell and share their story, most of them have many regrets.

The conclusion and point here is it’s not worth it in my opinion. Going to war is useless with no clear cut or vital purpose for the benefit of all involved. And especially with no real chance of success or actual improvement before or after it took place. We are doomed if our history continues to repeat itself with no real lessons learned. Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again but expecting a different result. So in my book, war is insanity.

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The Desert Hour

This poem relates to suicide and depression, issues that so many are dealing with. My heart goes out.

 

Introduction:

Don’t just lay down and die
It’s okay to ask why
But don’t lose hope
Or even worse
Commit suicide
You are important
It’s just your light has been
Dim for a while
And not given a chance to shine

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THE DESERT HOUR

Inside the mind
Roaming from time to time
Moving along at a pace
That seems out of place
Or outside the character
But captures
In that very moment
A snapshot of self
Being in a place
Not intended for anyone else
A desolate area when
Your mind stops your motion
Freezing any notion
Of conscious activity in that hour
Transferring yourself outwards
Into the inside
Yet at a divide
In a place that doesn’t thrive
On the positive
Like stuck in a desert
Has become obvious
Within the brain
Yet when you’re there
You cannot remain
Nor leave unchanged
Suffered a loss
With no regain
Just manifested more pain
Tripped and fell onto
An undiscovered terrain
A virtual barren land
You can’t explain
As you move about
Feeling stuck inside
Of a mental drought
With unaccepted reasons
Ending up wandering
Throughout this region
Hasn’t changed with the seasons
Must find the way out
Without any doubt
Don’t get lost there
Don’t lose your way
Things could turn around
Anytime or any day
Build up your tower
Rediscover your power
And not wind up fading away
In the desert hour

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Your Own Mind

 

YOUR OWN MIND

 

No one has to follow

In the footsteps of those

That came before them

No need to be hollow and shallow

Being hateful and cold

Following a previous shadow

Continuing a very mean trend

That you can oppose

Don’t just follow suit

Do what is best for you

You can make up

Your own mind

Get with the times

Learn to lead and not just follow

Cause their may not be a tomorrow

To make up for

You yourself can do more

Have the courage

To speak out loud

You don’t have to always

Follow the crowd

Despite past and family

You can be different

And the change you seek

In your heart you know is right

Walk into the dark

And shine some new light

Don’t go and repeat

The same mistakes or hate

Be what you want people to truly see

And not allow yourself to be

The many apples

That fell from the same tree

 

 

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By the Sea

BY THE SEA

So peaceful
So carefree
The sun reflecting itself
Right before me
The ocean air
Feels good to breathe
Always a place to return
So let it be
One of the many wonders
Of nature itself
And always willing
To share itself
With those than can appreciate
Its unrivaled beauty
Well beyond the years
Always a place
I want to be near
Graceful in movement
Amazing sounds and color
It awaits my arrival
Hard to imagine this world
Without this natural wonder

 

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