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09/12/10(Sun)14:38 No.7228325  ;_;
I wish I had the courage that these young men possess. I watch them
from miles away on my monitors. I monitor them from drones at five
thousand feet. I could never get close. I could never get close enough
to smell them, to see if they are real. How can someone that is real be
brave. How can someone that smells like me be braver than me. Behind my
monitors I am protected by their smell, the smell of another human, a
human who sweats in the desert, a human body that puts itself in harms
way. A human body walking down the street. I envy you. I want to have
your bravery. You fight for your family, but I can eradicate them with
the click of a mouse. You fight for your city, but I have it encircled
with billions of dollars in military technology. It costs the army a
million dollars a month to send me here to watch you on this monitor. I
am watching you for a million dollars wishing I was brave enough to go
down and smell you. To smell your body and to shoot you with my gun and
to smell you. This is what bravery smells like you would say to me. This
is what it means to put your body in harms way. I want to be downwind
of your courage. ;_; |
