Zivry

Once upon a time, the wolves sent an embassy to the sheep, desiring that there might be peace between them for time to come. "Why" said they, "should we be forever waging this deadly strife? Those wicked dogs are the cause of all; they are incessantly barking at us. Send them away, and there will be no longer any obstacle to our eternal friendship and peace". The silly sheep listened, the dogs were dismissed, and the flock, thus deprived of their best protectors, became an easy prey to treacherous enemy. ...Aesop 6th Century Fables... Strike the Shepherd and the sheep shall scatter.

You're one in a million, worth a thousand wars. The only one of your kind, a work of art, excellent in comparison with non other, created by the best of the best. You're the only one that thinks the way you think, the only one that feel the way you do; the only one that knows how you feel. A unique personality, do not be deceived you're the only one like you in a million years and the only one who'll be you in a million years to come. The world will never see you the way you are, they all want you to succumb to their ways, they want you to become them. Because, we've all got our different worlds. They'll try to drain you of all of you, all of his artistry in you but know that YOU'RE AN OCEAN. You cannot be finished, they can take all they want but God's your sufficiency and your capacity. You cannot be finished. You're beautiful, you're wise, you're a unique mold. They'll try to redefine you but know who you are. You're his love, the

My career as a war correspondent was on Spring but my life seeming closer to its ultimate end. Like I kept on discovering what I signed up for. But in the middle of a full-blown war, there’s no turning back. It was the 9th of July, after series of gruesome battles consisting of heavy artilleries like I’ve never iconographed. The red coats finally drove those yellow monsters out of these bordering communities, it was a quick retreat. My heart could finally rest just a while before another moribund experience. Left by these monsters was ruin of humanity. Upon reclaiming our lost grounds, we met the remains of a collision of helpless civilians with wild animals. They tortured civilians in many villagers, nailed lots on barn doors. In a farmland, just further down the road stood a cart to which 3 naked women were nailed through their hands like a crucifix. I almost threw up, but beyond we found a total of 67 women and an old man murdered in such bestial manner. Exceptions were those wh