Ras-Based-Gabriel

Master Sun said: War is A grave affair of state; It is a place Of life and death, A road To survival and extinction, A matter To be pondered carefully. Until we can rest easy among each other, and forget the killing, consciousness is in a constant state of warfare with itself, a grave affair of state, and so the wisest and strongest, although they know within a state of peace, are exposed without, to a state of war, and so they can forgo the choice of life or death, and exist next to consciousness, and die in the end, or fight the battle, wage warfare with all their wisdom and live within consciousness and raise it altogether,

I did not choose this war. I was born into it, battle-born, covered in blood. The blood was not mine, yet I was covered in it. I taste its metal, feel its warmth. It soaks my hair, falls from it, into my eyes, coloring them blood-red. It blinds me, burns my eyes, and blood-shot they stare blindly out onto the battlefield. I hear the beat, thum, da-dum, da dum, thum, da-dum, da dum I hear the beat of my blood, a high pitch, barely perceivable. The blood was passed down to me, from my mother, for I come from a long line, all battle-born. With every pass of blood, the battlefield changed, but the war never ceased, no matter how many battles wer