The cup of which man dies old or young. Alexander the Great died

young. Pinochet, old. The ultimate coin man uses to deal with others

either into submission or as equal partners with others in

power too. Power to give others sense of security and equality.

Or by brutal means in all display. I understand Finland would be the

example on the first one, and North Corea on the second. Power thus,

is a sword of two edges, so to speak. Well, swords have two edges but

the scimitar, only one. And has worked wonders to bring millions into

submission. That, along with an old book full of allegories given to a

camel trader by a beautiful, brown, black hair angel. There are lots of

those everywhere. One relatively modern…is another book written by…

who else…another angel. This one with golden solid pages

found by a man who loved women so much…he invented this religion

where, every man would offer his virgin daughters to him. Yes.

In turn, he would sit next to that man who still lives with his Dad.

Can you believe it? Oh, yes. Such indoctrination is taking place as we

speak. That old man is gone and his acolytes don’t really enforce his

original ideas. Now is a bunch of mostly impotent men who could

not be able to exert themselves in such intimate act. Ah yes, they still

breath and eat. But their coffins are never up to the rim as they would

want and have always wanted. So, there is power and there is power.

Power of the people, which sound very nice and noble…and power of

the nasty. The one who orders others to kill other unknown people.

Whom may suspect as a menace to his dominions. It’s ugly. Entire cities

have been razed to rubble and obliteration by such imbeciles.

We still don’t know if we are going to survive other unmeasurable

calamities. We just keep our fingers crossed. Legs and arms and eyes

too. Right now, at this exact moment…millions are being displaced from

their homes. Because of that heinous seed of destruction in Man.

May the Gods save us.

EO