Conversation unfolds...let us not be discrete....
From the civilians....
Nice to see that you are still making progress and finding every minute of it so fascinating. The part on labels I found to be very interesting. Possibly because our language is abstract -letting one work mean many different things to different people, and .... but that's a discussion for another day. Anyway enjoy your rest & Happy Easter!
Use this forum to voice and we'll see where it goes...
My buddy Ryan would probably love to have a conversation with you on that considering he is in China where Chinese translates one-hundred and eleven into simply one, one, one.
v/r
Mike
Roger all, word is bond...
as we implement policy regardless of own thought...simply time for YOU to think...
On Command
Leaders follow knowing the men will lead
Is that right so paradox?
Walk with me, my heart bleeds
In set verse
Truth be told, student studies
Turns to teacher
Remembering forever
Hearts delivered
Why commanders not realize
Still the men die
My heart bleeds
In recollection
Searching, Striving in introspection.
Circle unbroken
word is bond....
remember in command,
deeds not words
I walked that walk
Mentoring right way
absent self easy way
and so was what you call the surge
only truth, eventually to unfold....
Forgiveness is certain
but don't forget
lest we persist
to do it once again
All is paradox
one plus one equals eleven or three
not two
lest we repeat....
Nothing indiscrete...
towards confluence
we'll walk together
lest we sink in storm
Policy and Retribution....towards only resolve...
In the same means Poppas once told me to take down Turki Village..
He said, I did....
In the same means that I found my path and now walk away
Searching for control of my own heart and mind....
I found forgiveness
Andrew Poppas- Chief of all military
David Sutherland- Veterans Affairs
Gordon McCormick- Expert on COIN thus foreign policy
Nancy Roberts- Secretary of Education
Once the island of miscreants and joke
Listen to me, lest I go back to angry
and cause real revolution
this i know as i have studied well
You, never really know.....
don't be fooled by your careless use of words
Time for peace
I simply want to transcend
Epilogue in rhyme and reason
Sir,
You always do it your way. I expect nothing less from someone who mentored me to to things the right way, not the easy/safe way. Thanks for always being there for all of us. I hope Katy can make it to the wedding also. She looks like a wonderful lady. SEE YOU SOON!
Sincerely,
MIKE’S LETTER FROM HIS FALLEN FRIENDS
MIKE! What’s wrong with you? You need to let us go!
You have your own life to live without our baggage!
Mike, you have a wonderful life, a beautiful daughter, yet you throw it away with your inner anger.
Mike, think of us, sometimes, cry for us. But don’t grieve for us. We are all gone…dead in your world. We have been dead for a long, long time….
Mike, let us rest so that you can rest. Don’t suffer for us anymore. We never wanted it much less needed it.
You have lived for us long enough. Now, live your own life. Enjoy each dawn, cherish each of your remaining days with joy in your heart, live in each step and know that we will always be with you. Mike, keep living!
Please learn from your war.
Yes, you have lost influence over us. We have control!
Mike, love everyday! Recognize that you lost way too many days…Regain control and love yourself. Live and cherish your new beginning.
Think of us with a clean understanding that we also loved you.
We will now say good-bye.
ENJOY YOUR NEW LIFE!!!!
Intersection of congruence
The Intersection of Congruence
By chance of quest, does my heart not prize my brain?
Of course not, each independent but the same.
This swelling inside, I know not fully through,
All I can do is gasp, I solely want you.
Aroused from introspection, aloof no more,
Intense passion swells, and I know.
Intensity of desire embraces chance,
Abandons reason, takes form in glance.
Passion dances in the breath of bliss,
Awaiting the moment to taste your kiss.
Restlessly I await, patience must persist,
Abandoning pursuit of pleasure for love forever.
My heart races, I no longer think.
Where have you been? Where did I go?
Minds meld; moreover,
we are one.
Things Fall Apart; Things come together
Everything I have is now free, so we can all heal
To Yahweh, for carrying me when I could not
To Taylor, so that you may know your daddy
To my walking wounded, so that you may learn to live
To my fallen paratroopers, I love you, and I’ll see you one day on the big drop zone in the sky
To the children of Iraq, that you may one day know peace
To my fellow citizens, may you find the truth
To Major Aziz, my brother in arms
To Katy, for loving me irrationally
Inshallah
Chapter one: All roads lead to zag....
CHAPTER ONE: ALL ROADS LEAD TO ZAGANIYAH
“Osama, baah! Osama is not a product of Pakistan or Afghanistan. He is a creation of America. Thanks to America, Osama is in every home. As a military man, I know you can never fight and win against someone who can shoot at you once and then run off and hide while you have to remain eternally on guard. You have to attack the source of your enemy’s strength. In America’s case, that’s not Osama or Saddam or anyone else. The enemy is ignorance. The only way to defeat it is to build relationships with these people, to draw them into the modern world with education and business. Otherwise the fight will go on forever.”
-Pakistani General (Ret) Bashir
Three Cups of Tea: One Man’s Mission to Promote Peace…One School at a Time
"Mike, they're miscreants. That's it. Nothing more, nothing less....You call them jihadists, and you don't understand what jihad means. You've just infuriated 2 billion Muslims and given credence to their cause. They’re simply miscreants." -Pakistani Infantry Officer