War is inevitable and can’t be stopped by mortal hands;
This is because the body is the war, and we
bring the battlefield with us.
In our search as politicians to send forth boots on the ground;
we discovered that we are all the ones wearing the boots.
The ribcage the iron bars that imprison the heartbeats of the soul.
The skeleton the jailer warden that keeps us from flight.
The skin the barbed wire that not only seals our freedom in;
but keeps others from entering our hearts.
The skull is the cage that keeps our thoughts from releasing.
The only place for the battlefield to lay in, is our minds.
Ambition fuels freedom.
Freedom fuels ambition.
The two are like shield brothers;
there is no forest more denser.
Without ambition, there is no drive–
without any drive, there is no purpose.
And it is in this, that we learn ourselves to be the floating orbs;
waltzing through life–
War is like armor worn by the soul;
our essence the fruit;
our spirit the bowl–
Copyright January 23, 2019