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Alone and isolated, I grew despondent. I didn’t care if the Navy broke my spirit. I hated the pain this spirit caused me. I hated the tension it created in my life, between what’s in the flesh and what’s not, and the way it drove me to release this tension. I hated this spirit—I hated [...] In many ways, I was just like the other guys on the ship, for I was still too much into the habit of putting down my feelings—a pattern of behavior I’d acquired from my stepdad who, in turn, had acquired it from the temple priests of the Great Gray Mother. And like the others, I [...] |
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