Everything th★t you thought h★d me★ning: every hope, dre★m, or moment of h★ppiness. None of it m★tters ★s you lie bleeding out on the b★ttlefield. None of it ch★nges wh★t ★ speeding boulder does to ★ body, we ★ll die. But does th★t me★n our lives ★re me★ningless? Does th★t me★n th★t there w★s no point in our being born? Would you s★y th★t of our sl★in comr★des? Wh★t ★bout their lives? Were they me★ningless?... They were not! Their memory serves ★s ★n ex★mple to us ★ll! The cour★geous f★llen! The ★nguished f★llen! Their lives h★ve me★ning bec★use we the living refuse to forget them! ★nd ★s we ride to cert★in de★th, we trust our successors to do the s★me for us! Bec★use my soldiers do not buckle or yield when f★ced with the cruelty of this world! My soldiers push forw★rd! My soldiers scre★m out! My soldiers R★GE!!!!! #CHESS
how often arwe we encounterwing speeding boulderws
cannot believe u baited me w a chess chitt