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War Journal X: First Blood.

Choosing battle is one thing, and quitting battle is cowardice and I can't imagine doing that

Thus it is that in war the victorious strategist only seeks battle after the victory has been won, whereas he who is destined to defeat first fights and afterwards looks for victory.

It's time for another chapter in the War against the System, It's never going to be About Just my relationship with my ex wife, even tho she has caused it.... As long as I am, who I am is always going to be The opposite side of the card against that fucking broken System, I've known since I was young that i would always be fighting them, It's not just about my Son anymore, I have other children that need to be protected from the System and the threat that is coming.. The Only way I really know how to defeat a fucking threat is to be a bigger fucking threat... I'm strapped and ready for the fight, and this is where both the anger and intellect come into play.... I am a physical presence and i have a temper, But i also have a brain and the intelligence to know how to use both to be a truly intimidating force. I'm not in a corner, But I'm feeling pressured at the moment and when I am i might as well be a cornered man, I will act like i'm being threatened, and I don't fucking back down, I throw fucking bombs... I am more than well aware of the long term ramifications of this information and how it can affect other things... and it's time to Finish this fight... I have no expectations it will ever end, But it's time to be Vigilant and to be on the offensive... it's not entirely unexpected but it's where we are, it's time to be soldier i have always fucking been... it's time for the System to know the One Man Army they face, and I Won't be Coming alone. This is something that should be in my past but has been fucking pushed to the forefront due to others actions, the difference is that I do know how to predict others actions and consequences, I know how this will affect my life and relationships long term, and those things I'll fight for now so i don't have to fight for them later.... when you decide to pick a War with me, you better be ready for the consequences, because I am never fucking backing down, ever... there is only one way to stop this.. and one way to stop me.. and that's a bullet to the chest... I won't go down as long as i fucking breathe. Nothing's over as long as I'm breathing. And i'm still breathing... I will not fall, Not for her who started this shit, and Not for the fucking System that both raised me and is trying to destroy me... I'll always fucking fight. and I'll Always Win. surrender is not in the vocabulary. neither is retreat.. I go forward period.

Current Mood: Feral
Current Music: Eminem, Soldier

The warrior who goes off to battle should not boast as the one who returns from it

I wasn’t in the mood for a fight, but fights weren’t always conveniently scheduled.

Success is often followed by failure. Yesterday's victory doesn't win today's battle.

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