On Death

I am dying Every day, with every breath I draw, I am closer to the end of my life. For we are born with a finite number of breaths, and each one I take edges the sunlight that is my life toward the inevitable dusk. It is a difficult thing to remember, especially while we … Continue reading On Death


Dirty Wars American Taliban, dirty wars Lives discounted, tossed aside Brainwashed  tools playing gods Motives directed, JSOC's whores. Addictive killing, the lists grow and grow and grow Hell, in reality, this unconscious mess Lives taken for granted, dead men, women, kids Americans blinded, most will never know Peace by violence cannot be Never ending war and … Continue reading #146