Today in the life of Ed.
I cried over men about 100 years dead today. There was this thing, right, that they tunnelled up to the German trenches in WWI which would pop up and shoot flaming oil into the trench, burning the men to death. They were only boys really. Humans. Us.
I know, I know, war is inevitable, the world is an ugly place, war is awful, etc. I’m normally team cynic. But, for some reason today, the image of other humans dying in a trench in an horrific manner broke me. I’m not realy sure what my point is, or if I even have one. :/ Maybe we could stop thinking up increasingly horrific ways of killing each other for like 5 fucking minutes? Kthx.