torsdag, mars 19, 2009

Bullet

I remember when I was with Special Forces - it seems a thousand centuries ago - we went into a camp to inoculate it. The children. We left the camp after we had inoculated the children for polio, and this old man came running after us, and he was crying. He couldn't see. We went there, and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile - a pile of little arms.

And I remember...I...I...I cried, I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out, I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it, I never want to forget.

And then I realized-like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond…a diamond bullet right through my forehead.

And I thought, "My God, the genius of that, the genius, the will to do that." Perfect, genuine, complete, crystalline, pure. And then I realized they could stand that-these were not monsters, these were men, trained cadres, these men who fought with their hearts, who have families, who have children, who are filled with love - that they had this strength, the strength to do that. And I thought, "My God, the genius of that, the genius, the will to do that." Perfect, genuine, complete, crystalline, pure. And then I realized they could stand that - these were not monsters, these were men, trained cadres, these men who fought with their hearts, who have families, who have children, who are filled with love - that they had this strength, the strength to do that

5 Comments:

At 19 mars, 2009 22:06, Blogger Anders said...

If I had ten divisions of those men, then our troubles here would be over very quickly. You have to have men who are moral and at the same time were able to utilize their primordial instincts to kill without feeling, without passion, without judgment - without judgment. Because it's judgment that defeats us.

 
At 20 mars, 2009 21:25, Blogger Gustaf said...

Saken är klar. Jag ska bli elfenbenshandlare och krigsherre och bo längst upp där floden slutar.Jag ska föra civilisationens fackla dit där okunskapens mörker härskar, och skänka upplysning åt de stackars själar som dväljs där...

Nej just det, Tor är ju redan där och gör det. Typiskt. Och nu har han börjat skicka kryptiska meddelanden inifrån djungeln också. Undrar hur det går för honom egentligen?

 
At 21 mars, 2009 20:25, Blogger Anton Berg said...

Äntligen bloggas det under inflytande

 
At 22 mars, 2009 12:17, Anonymous Jonas M said...

Gustav: Jag tror att du och jag inom kort kommer att få en order från högsta ort. Ordern kommer att vara enkel och tydlig: att färdas upp för den flod i vars otillgängliga inre Tor bosatt sig och utövar en absurd och bisarr makt med hjälp av dessa kryptiska uttalanden. En liten flodbåt, framförd av en pålitlig och lojal inföding, kommer att vara vårt hem. Resan kommer att föra oss långt in i djungeln men även djupt in i vår egen själ. Sanningar kommer att ifågasättas, axiom ställas på ända. Kanske kommer vi tillbaka som som andra män än de vi en gång var. Kanske kommer vi inte tillbaka alls.

 
At 24 mars, 2009 08:43, Blogger sebastian said...

Åh fy fan. Pure? Låt mig slippa fatta!

 

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