Orders are a bitch.

War has always been with the world and always will be.

'...the sadness of being human...'
"I took a walk on a winter night...and watched the silhouettes of the tree branches against the sky. I had such a strong awareness that one day, I was going to be gone, but the trees would still be here, the moon would still be above them, shining down, and it made me cry, but a good kind of crying, because I knew it had to be that way. I had to accept it because that's the way things are. Things end. That's mono no aware."

Now...they resolved to go back to their own land; because the years have a kind of emptiness when we spend too many of them on a foreign shore. But...if we do return, we find that the native air has lost its invigorating quality, and that life has shifted its reality to the spot where we have deemed ourselves only temporary residents. Thus, between two countries, we have none at all...