The General’s Handbook

 I’ve been in this war for over 40 years. Blood has been shed all over the place. Taxpayer money has been wasted and my enemy is still fighting. If there is a God of war he is teaching me something. My duty is to obey the orders handed down by my superiors for the greater good of my country all of whom I’ve served well. Cover your eyes and ears because I’m going to reveal a darker ruthless part of mankind. I’ve literally seen people die, to ease my own desires I’ve masturbated on several occasions. We’ve also had prostitutes come in and out to please our fleshly cravings. Some soldiers have even had sex with other soldiers. We’re lost out here, it’s hell on earth. Our eyes have been opened and some of us can’t even sleep. These people don’t want us here. We’ve literally witnessed little children stabbing and blowing up other soldiers. We’ve been sent here to die just to occupy and maintain a presence. If you can’t handle this and it’s too much for you to understand, then go eat at your leisure and enjoy your so called freedom while we’re all the way over seas suffering so you can drink cocktails and argue about the next election. On my way back to base I noticed a black flag. In war it means no mercy, while on the other hand the white flag means surrender. It’s evident that these people want to win and they’ll do it by any means necessary. My wife has just filed for divorce and my pleasure has turned into pain. The battlefield is all I know now. I’ll never be the same. The true nature of mankind has overwhelmed me. This is my fifth tour. I’ve been stabbed, spit on and left for dead only to get up every morning to a hot scolding sun. I’ve had to encourage men from every race to believe that they’re fighting for something, I also killed a man today. If there is a God of war he’s taught me a valuable lesson about life, mankind, and how much, I, as a general can take. The pressure is on me and at anytime I can snap. War is dirty, people die and most enemies will do anything to win. For some reason I had a dream that we evacuated and an explosion left a huge crater in the earth. I don’t know what that dream meant but things were very quiet after I awoke. I have to get you to understand what’s going on. We’re dealing in a war game that will never end. We’ve tried everything but somebody has to pay for every little piece of B.S. that has taken place on my watch because if I make it out alive I’m still going to have to suffer. I took down my home flag in my office today and raised my own little black flag. If my dream is a sign from God then maybe he’s telling me to keep fighting for the greater good of my people with no need to fear what’s on the other side because I’ve already tasted a piece of hell here in combat. Evacuating in a helicopter only to return showed me that peace is an illusion that people convince themselves to believe. This is a war that will never end until every enemy is dead and every taxpayer gets a return on their investment. Nothing is working and nothing will work until people can understand what kind of enemy we’re facing. As a general, I’ve come to learn that there is nothing good about war, nothing. When you’ve spent your entire military career preparing for it the enemy makes you stronger. To conclude my handbook, I have to confess that I have to think like a conqueror and I want to believe that people are naturally good, but this war has proved that belief to be wrong. Most people turn to God when they’re suffering and if there is a God of war he has confirmed that. In the end, if I make it out alive, I will ask him for one thing and that is real peace because this is hell on earth. War is not a fun game, and after you play it over and over again the white lines in your brain will eventually make your mind go numb. We all signed up for hell and eventually you will feel it too, because enemies are like evil termites, they are programmed to make you feel their pain. Their victory comes by making you suffer, making you surrender. Stand strong and try not to fall to your knees. They gain strength by seeing you defeated, it’s how they gain their momentum. A general’s life is centered around finding strategic ways to win. In all actuality he or she can never give up. 

The General’s Handbook.

Conscience Pleasure

 My father opened the gate, and I entered. Some say to save someone you first have to walk a mile in their shoes. Well, I had become so addicted to pleasure that I became numb to the fact that I’d been getting nowhere. And here it was, my meeting with the enemy. I took a second to let it sink in, everyone in the nude and a loaded weapon on the floor. I began to cry. I’d become numb to the feeling of pleasure. What force is guiding me? Who is that telling me to stop? I had seen so much pain through my eyes that I yearned to feel good. I needed it. In the end I had to accept that the loaded weapon could not heal me, so I walked away, only to find out that pleasure was getting me nowhere. The pressure to stop broke me. I needed to achieve something. I needed to be a better person. In deep despair, I took the path less chosen.

Conscience Pleasure.

I’m in space

 No air… all I see is darkness, but it’s quiet. I must be dead because I keep floating. I’m floating into the light, the weightlessness feels like complete peace. It almost seems like infinite room, like the possibilities are endless. I must be in heaven, but it feels like space. 

I’m in space.

Black Paradise

At the last moment, I fled, I jumped in my ship and sailed across the ocean searching for an army. I landed on an island and created a new kingdom to conquer the world. Power became my friend, it was all I had left to display what God had bestowed upon me. Sitting in my ruling chair with the help of my new people, we brought paradise to earth. We took over everything and raised our 🏴 black flag. There was no more mercy left until our voyage was complete.

Black Paradise 

Free

 So, you’re saying I don’t have to pay?

What’s the catch?

At that very moment I walked out of the store with a free item.

I didn’t know what to say.

For some reason I felt like I’d just did something wrong, at any other store I would have had to pay up.

My heart felt light. It was like the weight of the world had been lifted off of me.

Just when I thought I’d reached the peak of all humanity I came back to the store the next day and it was shut down, completely gone out of business.

Damn, my favorite store, gone. I guess somebody eventually has to pay.

Free.

The Pyramid of Freedom

 I began with a steppingstone, then I wet some sand to form a rectangle. When my tower began to take shape, I placed an eye 👁 on the top of my stones in the shape of a 3D triangle. I kept building. Noticing that my hands began to bleed from laying stones, in the distance I noticed a shepherd tending to his sheep. Watching from the top of my pyramid I couldn’t help but notice slaves splitting my seas to get to freedom. I then split myself in half and transformed the left side of my body into a raven and the right side into a dove. I spread my wings and flew away, I saw everything. I was free, the pyramid was done.

A sense of humor

Laughter is good. Even in death it helps us realize that when something seems so serious it’s actually a setup for a good punchline. Standing in a funeral line giving your last goodbye and then later finding something to smile about. Is or was it really that bad? Why spend years trapped in a world that everyone has been trying to fix only to find out that the answer lies in a sense of humor. Can we really save a terribly bad ending? In the end does it really matter?