It's said that the sun broke through the clouds and a sweet scent filled the air when the buddha, and the one true religion, first entered the world.
Should we apply psuedo-literalism here, to break some unmentioned dichotomy? Are we to believe that...even just in the one room, the birth of some person made the sun came through clouds and the air smell sweeter?
Should we apply psuedo-literalism here, to break some unmentioned dichotomy? Are we to believe that...even just in the one room, the birth of some person made the sun came through clouds and the air smell sweeter?
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!
