On the seat of a machine operating at a level way beyond what it was manufactured at.
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It represents the sum of countless hours and hundreds of components, gradually improved over a decade.
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On my way to work, with the sun rising before me, to perform at a level beyond my contemporaries.
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The product of multiple decades of gradually improving my skill set and approaching every problem with “how”…. not “if”.. it can be solved.
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The nation in flames again, as the cancer of Democracy eats it.
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We are not a Democracy we are a Republic.
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I never think about “if” we can save the nation.
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As sure as the sun before me rises across that water, the flames will force the iron will once again.
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Repeat
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Stop hoping for a rapture that is a lie.
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We are born to fight, die, and continue the flow
The Proud Tribalist 