I love you all.

Do you know how it feels to see fire consume a man, to see his eyes melt out of his face, to hear what was once a man with an iron will scream before the clenching jaws of nature until he can scream no more and he is reduced to mere dust? To truly reach enlightenment, one must learn to love destruction alongside creation. It is the natural cycle of all beings. Fire is not a curse, but a gift. All shall crumble. Do you not see the beauty in it? To see kingdoms rise and fall before your own eyes, what was once so powerful reduced to mere ashes? And out of the ashes, new life emerges to take its place. Poppies littering the corpse ridden battlefields. Not only does creation bring destruction, but destruction brings creation. The never ending tale of rebirth. The most beautiful thing a man can witness.