when i joined the army i was not a pasifist i did not seek a nonviolent resolution but now i do the things ive seen and the thing ive done have altered my views the have changed the way i see the world around me i can no longer hold a weapon for i feel the thirst for blood that that weapon cries out for i feel as if i am surrounded by blood thirsty wolves snapping at each other with the anticipation of combat i am a lonely voice in a crowd of shouting lunitic all crying out for death to the masses i weep inside for these lost souls i weep for the general public that is being brainwashed into "supporting" these killers of men i seek guidence and solitude in my life for i am trapped amoung the enemy of the world i am a rock set firmly in my beliefes i will not crumble under the pressure of my "peers" i standfast in my resolution to infilct pain no more to live and let live as it were the pain i feel holding an instrument of death is to great for me to bare i can no longer train to do battle i can no longer train to kill if i am alone than i stand ready to follow through with the punishment that my chain of command see fit to cast down on me from their high throne of "justice" what kind of a victory is it when people have to die what kind of celebitory event can you hold for killing inocent victims of war war only brings pain and suffering to both sides war is not glorious its vicious and cruel and undesired only men and women who have forgotten their humanity can ingage in combat the weak use force to gain power the stong resist the urge to commit acts of violence and instead seek peace i am stong i am not army stong because my strength come from within not from my brute force my strength is my control and my words my intelect not my willingness to inflict pain and death upon my fellow humans upon my brethern

pepper out