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The Other Letters
As I went below to begin my father’s work, before it was time, I was pelted by the voices of my faculties singing some refrain about a street back home. And as my head filled with the sights ’n’ sounds … Continue reading
Who Are You?
“With your guns & drums ’n’ drums & guns, hurroo, hurroo,“ repeated my faculties, over ’n’ over, in a barely audible chant that quickly ground to a halt beside the dead man’s body. “With your guns & drums ’n’ drums … Continue reading
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Tagged dark specter, fate, flesh, guns and drums, inharmonious voice, left hand, lies, ode to the dead, pain, right hand, secret, Spirit, stepfather, suffering, the dead man, the enemy, truth, who are you
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They Never Will Take Our Sons Again
“You don’t belong here,“ emphatically insisted all my faculties. Had I heard them right? Or had I only heard what I wanted to hear? If that were true, I certainly would not have wanted to hear again, that I did … Continue reading
This Underground Resistance
How quickly did Fate reenter my life, this time around, by using a third class boilerman named Farris, who had just been assigned to the mess decks as our new petty officer. For She wasted no time in creating friction … Continue reading
Posted in autobiography, human interest, life story, memoir, military, mind body spirit, mind/body, new age, non-fiction, psychology, war
Tagged A Different Kind of Sentinel, clandestine, consequences, consolation, fantasy, fate, fellowship, friction, general strike, Great Gray Whore, morale, mutiny, nemesis, Old Gray Bitch, petty tyrant, rebel, rebel without a cause, reflection, soul, spell, strike, threshold, threshold between fantasy and reality, tyrant, underground resistance, Vietnam, war in Vietnam
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On the Road Again
Bright ’n’ early the following morning, did I arise and, after a hearty breakfast, slip off to the train station in Yokuska where I purchased a round trip ticket to Tokyo. I was so much taller than the local inhabitants, … Continue reading
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Tagged collision, commercialism, fantasy, fate, Grand Prix, Gulliver, Japanese, Lilliputians, pit stop, restaurant, roller coaster, shock, Tokyo, urban sprawl, villages, warlord, Yokuska
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She Who Must Be Obeyed
As Fate would have Her way, I was not destined to enjoy any pleasure cruise, for She was bound and determined to stir up the waters of life, enough to keep me at odds with the Navy. Unable to circumvent … Continue reading
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Tagged antisubmarine warfare, body, boredom, daydream, fate, feeling, heart, make-believe, mind, play with self, real, resistance, self, She, She Who Must Be Obeyed, sprite, torpedoes, tricks, walk on water
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