The ghosts that haunt.

And so I play my heart out to you, that you might hear me scream in beauty, so a standing ovation happens, and I am blown away by cheering and applause, How I love you all.

Some people might assume my life's work as futile and doing little to make a positive change in this world. These people can remain ignorant. I won't stop them.

NOTHING CAN DEFEAT US.

War is interesting, don't get me wrong, as a sport it is the bloodiest, not even as brutal as American Football, but I digress, there is nothing llke getting a cannon ball in the chest, or a grenade shaped like a duck, what a game of cards, house can not fall, the king is counting the cards of glory, more than his gold, glory glory, then a head is blown off, then it's not a beauty contest anymore, just ask the fighting chickens in the barnyard, and even headless fight on, what wanton sides of the human heart, to conquer, to form an empire, to rule, petty tyrants fools, masking themselves in importance, they are not, not worthy of worship, the end life, not so glorious, no castle to contain such guilt, but someday, let us have a better world.

Guns and bullets can't do many things right.

Ireland is great, but let us see this, that as a global thing that must stop.