Battle
My enemies are not real.
Marching to battle.
The sun is real. The field is real. The skies.
When we meet, who will remain?
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Why not both? Why not all?
The enemy is imaginary.
– from the mountain
Consider:
How can I see through my own illusions of conflict?
Reading:
“I know not all that may be coming, but be it what it will, I’ll go to it laughing.” — Herman Melville
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