Sunday, June 22, 2025

Threads: Apocalypse Then And Now


  
I knew it would change me forever. I knew it was a mistake. I knew there'd be no going back. I refused to know what I knew.

Taking out Col. Kurtz with "extreme prejudice" let me be used by cloistered generals and puppet master politicians. I was the dangling fool.


I crawled into a bottle. Decades later, I'm still there.


Why can't I leave? Why do I always end up back in the jungle?

Even after I tell someone, they still don't know. There is no "greater good" when it comes to lying to yourself.

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