Friday, June 29, 2007

Masters of War

An Immovable object. An Unstoppable force. Poor Immovable object.

War. Now thats not an interesting concept. Depends who you ask (which is the case with everything really, now isn’t it?). But what is war and what is it good for (go ahead sing the rest).
Its not worth the blood, but thats not the point. Its not worth the money, but maybe there should be a point to that. For isn’t the short term gain all that matters to overcrowd the pain and perhaps thats the answer to Dylan’s question as he croons:

“ Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul”

Ah Dylan. Crazy innocent Dylan. Who cares? Who’s seen death take its toll, Dylan? Or lived to tell the tale. Hah!

Meandering of thoughts aside, we’ve had wars since the beginning (the beginning of whatever) and they’ve all been justified - so what if its the victor who justifies, who writes - so what. So what if there are protestors crying hoarse. That is the nature of protestors.

Not sure what I am attempting here (if anything this is not a justification nor a protest) but was listening to Dylan and thought this up.

Then iTunes shuffles and now Dylan’s trying to take on religion.

Ah religion. Now thats not an interesting concept.

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