It is not fair.
It entered your life without warning.
Theirs no way you could have ever anticipated it.
Theirs no way you could have been prepared.
Projectiles are coming at you from all directions.
This is war!
Your under attack.
There is no refuge from the onslaught from this invisible juggernaut.
You are your only ally.
You are your only protection.
You are your ammunition.
You are your weapon.
The ops won't give you a second to catch your breath let alone breathe.
Your deep in the trenches and the only way out is to fight and believe.
Find your center.
Hone your disceplene.
Your at war with deamons.
They don't understand the ways of peace.
They only exist to bring carnage.
They won't let up.
They will not yield.
They will not cease.
You have to force them into submission.
You have to stand firm on your faith.
You have to embody your beliefs.
It's not fair.
Your only chance for survival is to tap in and awaken God.
Be the prayer.
This is war soldier.
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