RE: Potter to the clay
September 6, 2011 at 2:01 pm
(This post was last modified: September 6, 2011 at 2:13 pm by The Grand Nudger.)
They aren't my property. You think children are property? They're my children by accident of birth, not by right of ownership. One has absolutely nothing to do with the other. Your "gotcha" attempts are weak. I belong to myself, and I'm the only one who can "save" or "damn" myself. I take responsibility for my actions, don't imagine an external aggressor, and do things for my own reason and purpose without thought of unearthly rewards. Any evil I have is my own and not part of some demons pyschodrama, and any goodness I've cultivated can be firmly laid upon me without invoking some fairy that imbued me with it. That you believe yourself to be powerless in your own "salvation" is your crutch, not mine. That's what "it comes down to".
I am the Infantry. I am my country’s strength in war, her deterrent in peace. I am the heart of the fight… wherever, whenever. I carry America’s faith and honor against her enemies. I am the Queen of Battle. I am what my country expects me to be, the best trained Soldier in the world. In the race for victory, I am swift, determined, and courageous, armed with a fierce will to win. Never will I fail my country’s trust. Always I fight on…through the foe, to the objective, to triumph overall. If necessary, I will fight to my death. By my steadfast courage, I have won more than 200 years of freedom. I yield not to weakness, to hunger, to cowardice, to fatigue, to superior odds, For I am mentally tough, physically strong, and morally straight. I forsake not, my country, my mission, my comrades, my sacred duty. I am relentless. I am always there, now and forever. I AM THE INFANTRY! FOLLOW ME!
