medical warfare… it happens every day… if not here, then there… ugh… history repeats itself… or, rather, continues and continues… warfare… someday we’ll be hit… our transportation, our electricity, our medicine, our land, U.S.A.
why so serious? This battered warfare between the mouths. I can see them face to face, squaring up across the battle field. Chattering out their war cries and slamming down challenges. But no one steps forward, no one gains ground.
The thought of war makes me so upset. To think that so many people are fighting over frivolous matters, like a mile-wide strip of land, leads me to believe that humanity’s fitness for this world is coming to an end. We will destroy our own species.
Gunshots rang through the air, bodies thump,thump,thumped to the ground, eyes rolled back in skulls for all eternity. Those hiding behind guns shed tears even as enemies fell.
Warfare is not a word you use everyday. I believe it’s a synonym for war, which is the antonym of peace. War means the exact opposite of peace, it means that everyone’s arguing and fighting and it’s just not pretty.
Girl world is modern warfare. Being around her makes me realize exactly why I choose self-isolation. Being around her makes me remember why I prefer to be ALONE.
I am so sick of her treating me like I’m stupid and deprived. I’m not stupid. She’s the one who can’t keep her legs shut and her grades up. She’s the one who is going to college for parties, and on top of that, ostensibly to get a psychology degree.
Shut up, Ashley, you are nothing, and you will never amount to anything. I don’t regret cutting off my friendship with you, because you are a spiteful cow.
the warfare makes me sad. it makes me wonder what it is about humans that makes them feel the need to attack, and fight, kill, and destroy. i can understand that even in the wild there is a time and place for such acts, but we seem to need to do it all the time, we seem to have to have it going on, it’s been too long and one life dead is too many.. can’t we just leave?
Humanity has always indulged. Odd that we use the word humanity to suggest care and concern for our fellow human beings, a compassion and empathy that ought to reach way beyond any differences we may have, and strike at the heart of what unites us – instead we seem to constantly find reasons why we should exterminate one another.
She held the piece of paper in her hand. It was a limp thing. It worried her heart.
“I don’t know what to do anymore,” is all it read.
Dale felt the words spell out exactly what he didn’t want them to say.
“I’m done. I give up. We’re too different.”
She was against war, but she was fighting one with her husband.
People die for you. Somewhere in the world, someone is dying for you. Live every day to your fullest – don’t waste the lives that are lost protecting yours. Be amazing. Be inspirational. War is real, and it exists for you to be safe.
It’s assymmetrical at the worst of times, and never ends well, even under the best of circumstances. Given that it takes a massive effort to conduct, “collateral” damage takes on a whole new meaning.
people need to find a way to solve3 their problems other then with warfare. in the end its just about the death toll. the same result could be met in a simple way but no we choose fighting blood and violence. no wonder the world is coming to a end. were going to all kill each other until there is nothing left
warfare represents all that is wrong with society. warfare privileges the strong over the week. warfare denies the collective hope that leads a society out of the darkness.
Television blaring in the kitchen. I go and turn it off. Suddenly from the living room the sounds of artillery shells exploding. I turn the television back on and go quietly back to my bedroom.
I don’t like to see it or read about it. I don’t like war films, even when they are classics. I don’t even like it when people fight online. I don’t know what I would do if I had to fight in a war.
Warfare spread like a disease; black and unholy and garish and lethal. It took life without sorrow or restriction. It ate up children and women as quickly as the warriors that volunteered. It did not change course, it simply grew.
There is a warfare inside each of us. I have my own warfare; a long fought battle that I fight everyday. But each day, I am thankful. For each battle makes me a better person.
why do they call it warfare, when no part of it is fair? the big eat the little and the inbetweens pay for their innocence? Its worrying when they dont think about it at all.
yet again, i meet you again. warfare. i like to think of it more as war fair, because fair is so much nice than fare, hence giving such a harsh painful word a sensitive feel that more people can appreciate :)
Heartbreak warfare. It’s heartbreak warfare. John Mayer. Awesome song. I first heard it on a Star World commercial and it was love at first listen. :) It reminds me of strolling down NY. Not that I’ve ever been to New York. No, it’s just what I visualize. :))
I can’t sleep. I don’t want to write about ‘warfare’. War Horse is happening,though! Tom Hiddleston. It’s 542 am. I need a job. I wish i worked at the library. All quiet. And helpful. And I could boss people around…
Warfare – terrible in reality, romanticised in novels, played at by boys, vicariously experienced by gamers. Called an ‘art’ by some – what kind of species would want that kind of art form?
death
nuclear
bombing
terrorism
bad guys
villans
supernatural
sam
dean
winchester
ghosts
demons
angels
salvation
life after death
hell
heaven
torture
religion
god?
What we don’t want to hear about, is more warfare. Peace is that which we seek. We are tired of the pain and suffering that have to be endured when ever the lost of life occur, because men cannot settle their differences without shedding blood.
Chemical warfare was a childish thing of the past. What with the invention of telepathy, because yes, it was man made. Humankind now has much bigger threat to which they could not run home to escape. The enemy was everywhere and everyone.
The war between the world and I is coming to an end. My weapon is music. For I know how the world would swallow me whole without it.
medical warfare… it happens every day… if not here, then there… ugh… history repeats itself… or, rather, continues and continues… warfare… someday we’ll be hit… our transportation, our electricity, our medicine, our land, U.S.A.
why so serious? This battered warfare between the mouths. I can see them face to face, squaring up across the battle field. Chattering out their war cries and slamming down challenges. But no one steps forward, no one gains ground.
The thought of war makes me so upset. To think that so many people are fighting over frivolous matters, like a mile-wide strip of land, leads me to believe that humanity’s fitness for this world is coming to an end. We will destroy our own species.
Gunshots rang through the air, bodies thump,thump,thumped to the ground, eyes rolled back in skulls for all eternity. Those hiding behind guns shed tears even as enemies fell.
Spiritual and physical. Always present no matter how much we would wish otherwise. Physically we wish for peace. Spiritually, for victory.
Warfare is not a word you use everyday. I believe it’s a synonym for war, which is the antonym of peace. War means the exact opposite of peace, it means that everyone’s arguing and fighting and it’s just not pretty.
Girl world is modern warfare. Being around her makes me realize exactly why I choose self-isolation. Being around her makes me remember why I prefer to be ALONE.
I am so sick of her treating me like I’m stupid and deprived. I’m not stupid. She’s the one who can’t keep her legs shut and her grades up. She’s the one who is going to college for parties, and on top of that, ostensibly to get a psychology degree.
Shut up, Ashley, you are nothing, and you will never amount to anything. I don’t regret cutting off my friendship with you, because you are a spiteful cow.
the warfare makes me sad. it makes me wonder what it is about humans that makes them feel the need to attack, and fight, kill, and destroy. i can understand that even in the wild there is a time and place for such acts, but we seem to need to do it all the time, we seem to have to have it going on, it’s been too long and one life dead is too many.. can’t we just leave?
your love is a lot like warfare but i love you and i am not gonna give it up. you better take your chance and feel my support
Humanity has always indulged. Odd that we use the word humanity to suggest care and concern for our fellow human beings, a compassion and empathy that ought to reach way beyond any differences we may have, and strike at the heart of what unites us – instead we seem to constantly find reasons why we should exterminate one another.
She held the piece of paper in her hand. It was a limp thing. It worried her heart.
“I don’t know what to do anymore,” is all it read.
Dale felt the words spell out exactly what he didn’t want them to say.
“I’m done. I give up. We’re too different.”
She was against war, but she was fighting one with her husband.
Chaos breaking nation’s heart while the bodies are falling everywhere, filling the air with sickening odour of death.
People die for you. Somewhere in the world, someone is dying for you. Live every day to your fullest – don’t waste the lives that are lost protecting yours. Be amazing. Be inspirational. War is real, and it exists for you to be safe.
It’s assymmetrical at the worst of times, and never ends well, even under the best of circumstances. Given that it takes a massive effort to conduct, “collateral” damage takes on a whole new meaning.
people need to find a way to solve3 their problems other then with warfare. in the end its just about the death toll. the same result could be met in a simple way but no we choose fighting blood and violence. no wonder the world is coming to a end. were going to all kill each other until there is nothing left
Chemical warfare, mustard gas, the Italians in Abyssinia. Can’t think, there’s too much.
warfare represents all that is wrong with society. warfare privileges the strong over the week. warfare denies the collective hope that leads a society out of the darkness.
trashy desire- holy sacrifice under animal level.
Television blaring in the kitchen. I go and turn it off. Suddenly from the living room the sounds of artillery shells exploding. I turn the television back on and go quietly back to my bedroom.
Something good and interesting. We from Balkan love war and everything that goes with it. Have a nice life! OX
I don’t like to see it or read about it. I don’t like war films, even when they are classics. I don’t even like it when people fight online. I don’t know what I would do if I had to fight in a war.
‘the enemies of your enemies are not always friends but they can be useful’ – a quote from a time of war.
Warfare spread like a disease; black and unholy and garish and lethal. It took life without sorrow or restriction. It ate up children and women as quickly as the warriors that volunteered. It did not change course, it simply grew.
Thirst
thirst
in the middle of a large chook pen
on baked clay
under the flame tree
a few lone thistles
still surviving
the yellow chicks
range
beyond their mother
There is a warfare inside each of us. I have my own warfare; a long fought battle that I fight everyday. But each day, I am thankful. For each battle makes me a better person.
why do they call it warfare, when no part of it is fair? the big eat the little and the inbetweens pay for their innocence? Its worrying when they dont think about it at all.
yet again, i meet you again. warfare. i like to think of it more as war fair, because fair is so much nice than fare, hence giving such a harsh painful word a sensitive feel that more people can appreciate :)
Warfare. My father, my grandfather, my brother–all military men. I love them but I hate warfare.
Heartbreak warfare. It’s heartbreak warfare. John Mayer. Awesome song. I first heard it on a Star World commercial and it was love at first listen. :) It reminds me of strolling down NY. Not that I’ve ever been to New York. No, it’s just what I visualize. :))
I can’t sleep. I don’t want to write about ‘warfare’. War Horse is happening,though! Tom Hiddleston. It’s 542 am. I need a job. I wish i worked at the library. All quiet. And helpful. And I could boss people around…
Warfare – terrible in reality, romanticised in novels, played at by boys, vicariously experienced by gamers. Called an ‘art’ by some – what kind of species would want that kind of art form?
The atrocities of one forced upon the multitudes of thousands…Hostility subjected upon the weak and wrath-less.
The warfare in my mind brings me sleepless nights.
To cut, burn, or throw myself, or not.
Questions, questions.
Confusion is the enemy, sometimes illogical love is too.
Warfare between me and my love.
death
nuclear
bombing
terrorism
bad guys
villans
supernatural
sam
dean
winchester
ghosts
demons
angels
salvation
life after death
hell
heaven
torture
religion
god?
not good……a hateful, necessary evil
It can be within, with each other, but it definitely isn’t fare…think about it. war is meant to be fear. not fare.
What we don’t want to hear about, is more warfare. Peace is that which we seek. We are tired of the pain and suffering that have to be endured when ever the lost of life occur, because men cannot settle their differences without shedding blood.
This is the activity of fighting a war
Chemical warfare was a childish thing of the past. What with the invention of telepathy, because yes, it was man made. Humankind now has much bigger threat to which they could not run home to escape. The enemy was everywhere and everyone.