A true warrior does not seek war, nor does he wish to do battle. He merely believes that it is honorable to cling to a worthy cause. It is noble to reach out to those who are weaker than himself and it is valiant to believe that many things are worth giving up everything for.
- Phil Messina
"War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feelings, which thinks that nothing is worth war, is much worse. The person who has nothing for which he is willing to fight, nothing, which is more important than his own personal safety, is a miserable creature and has no chance of being free unless made and kept so by the exertions of better men than him."
- John Stewart Mill (1806-1873)
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I'm often OCD about the little things that pertain only to me.
Thanks greatly to my German roots.
I'm highly motivated to reach my goals and dreams in life.
So sometimes I miss the small things.
I'm am not unintelligent.
Therefore I love conversation and challenges.
I love my career.
I would never turn to any other profession.
I believe most peoples friends are a dime a dozen.
A dime is what most of them are worth.
Mine are priceless.
I travel, and work a lot.
Simply because I want to retire by fourty.
Take a minute and get to know me.
You might find something of interest.
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Fuel - Angels Take a Soul
For this life
I think she knows
There's nothing left to show
Lose your faith
In a world
And the seeds can't be resown
Curtains drawn
She looks behind
No magic left to find
The truth you're not supposed to know
Her eyes saw long ago
Walk the wire
We walk the wire
With all I am
I stand alone
In fields that I have grown
But if there's nothing left to hold
Let the angels take a soul
I'm sick of it all
I don't care
I'm blissfully aware
Old too fast and smart too slow
From dust to dust we go
Walk the wire
We walk the wire
With all I am
I stand alone
In fields that I have grown
But if there's nothing left to hold
Let the angels take a soul
Sick I am
Of fighting alone
The blood I taste, my own
So if there's nothing left to hold
Let the angels take a soul
The angels take a soul
With all I am
I stand alone
In fields that I have grown
But if there's nothing left to hold
Let the angels take a soul
Sick I am
Of fighting alone
The blood I taste, my own
So if there's nothing left to hold
Let the angels take a soul
The angels take a soul
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