at my command...

...unleash hell!!!!


it's war out there. it really is this time. brethrens no longer, friendships severed. bloody shall be the colour of the grass of home. darkness, not of night. brightness not of sunlight. but of the gathering clouds of smoke and the crashing flames from burning flesh. it will be gruesome, it will be horrific.


everyday, is 'the day'. today, we fought like as though it would be the last day. or so we hoped. we were close. considering the circumstances, we fared rather well. we fought hard.

news all round saying that we're gaining. everyday, we're gaining.

there's something about winning that makes you want to fight even fiercer. it makes you greedy for victory. everything, anything...must be won. if you can't consume it, you deprive others of it. when you're winning, you shed all sense of defeat. that it is almost unthinkable. that losing, is unacceptable.

it makes you, more ruthless. in battle, there's a clearly drawn line demarcating the choices you make. you shove the weak into the fray so that the enemy has greater distance to your hero. everyone has a part to play. everyone has a destiny.

sometimes, merely by sheer tenacity, you live for another day. but you don't start the day's battle with a hope.

you begin...with a desire to end it.

throughout, there is no thought. you shut away all emotions. forward, you march. and you march.
truly great warriors are animals; of brute strength and primal urges. these warriors, keep on marching. and on, and on.
great warriors, remain eternally great...as the living continue on marching in their shadow. forward, march, forward, march...on, and on.
these warriors are admired.

to lead, this march of great warriors...to be the first, to be bestowed greatness...to shade the path of the forward marching of great warriors. nay, to bestow the greatness to great warriors.
these leaders are respected.


ah, but to mould, these leaders. to create, this greatness.

it is an evil.

it is loved.


"winners have simply formed the habit of doing the things losers don't like to do" - albert gray