Prayer for tomorrow......
Mayday Mayday....
One of the greatest battle we expect has been fought and done with. We are in defence at Usop Locality [MGR 310040]. It has been more than 2 days of 1/3 alerts and all out defence. Its been raining arty shells and hot fiery lead. My men are down to half but the fire in their eyes still look as red as freshly slewn meat.
At just after dawn tomorrow...we expect the last of the execrable enemies to attack. They always strike at the change of nature's shifts, when the moon makes way for the sun and the body doesnt know whether it should be up or asleep..confused.
But the battle of tomorrow shall yield its reward...sanity and ermm..utility?? Temporary freedom... time and age are procyclical... thus it also signals for the end of 1 term..a disappointing semester by far.
Hopefully this disappointment will spur the heart of me...
I thought the future can spur me on...i can see it, feels like im touching it. But the folly of my heart and mind takes away the potential of today. The cost of today against the price of tomorrow. Opportunity costs of playing today are the things u could have tomorrow...
I now see the light in Economics... so this semester is not such a waste.
But why must i always learn this way? (the hard way..) What others learn just by visualising, i have to learn by doing and feeling. It takes multiplied efforts to yield the same result or less. Would i have chosen a different path if i had the ability to go back to the past? But then..it wouldnt be today anymore.
I wouldnt have u...
a conversation from one of my fav movies.. a prayer for tomorrow...
"two-niner to three-niner...cut radio silence.. over."
One of the greatest battle we expect has been fought and done with. We are in defence at Usop Locality [MGR 310040]. It has been more than 2 days of 1/3 alerts and all out defence. Its been raining arty shells and hot fiery lead. My men are down to half but the fire in their eyes still look as red as freshly slewn meat.
At just after dawn tomorrow...we expect the last of the execrable enemies to attack. They always strike at the change of nature's shifts, when the moon makes way for the sun and the body doesnt know whether it should be up or asleep..confused.
But the battle of tomorrow shall yield its reward...sanity and ermm..utility?? Temporary freedom... time and age are procyclical... thus it also signals for the end of 1 term..a disappointing semester by far.
Hopefully this disappointment will spur the heart of me...
I thought the future can spur me on...i can see it, feels like im touching it. But the folly of my heart and mind takes away the potential of today. The cost of today against the price of tomorrow. Opportunity costs of playing today are the things u could have tomorrow...
I now see the light in Economics... so this semester is not such a waste.
But why must i always learn this way? (the hard way..) What others learn just by visualising, i have to learn by doing and feeling. It takes multiplied efforts to yield the same result or less. Would i have chosen a different path if i had the ability to go back to the past? But then..it wouldnt be today anymore.
I wouldnt have u...
a conversation from one of my fav movies.. a prayer for tomorrow...
[Moore and Geoghegan a prayer before leaving for Vietnam]
Lt. Colonel Hal Moore: Our Father in Heaven, before we go into battle, every soldier among us will approach you each in his own way. Our enemies too, according to their own understanding, will ask for protection and for victory. And so, we bow before your infinite wisdom. We offer our prayers as best we can. I pray you watch over the young Jack Geoghegan. That I lead into battle. You use me as your instrument in this awful hell of war to watch over them. Especially if they're men like this one beside me, deserving of a future in your blessing and goodwill. Amen.
2nd Lieutenant Jack Geoghegan: Amen.
Lt. Colonel Hal Moore: Oh, yes, and one more thing, dear Lord, about our enemies, ignore their heathen prayers and help us blow those little bastards straight to Hell. Amen.
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