Commentary 19/2025.

Forgive me, my lord, for I have sharpened my enemy’s sabres. I don’t know who my friends are, and I don’t know where to speak to reunite my fragmented brain. My enemies are everywhere. Just one glance at the landscape and I see people expectorate at my face as they remove my very bones for their own purposes. Our intention is not to harm others, rather it is not to be harmed by others. People will kill us even if it harms them because they see short term gain in it.

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