I’d give my apologies for dredging up [ … ] the abject horrors of war and its brewing. But I can’t regret knowing it, not when it’s your truth and not when it’s what you’ve lived among.
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Sen mentioned something touching guerrilla tactics. Hadn’t known whether it was bombast in speaking and sort of figured it was so, Sen being Sen. My mistake, there, and I ought to’ve been more careful in asking. Had cause for suspecting, and whatever I don’t know or haven’t gleaned about your country’s no cause and no excuse for ignorance or rough trodding.
As if it would’ve been a pub fight for fuck’s sake on myself
Shite.
Point being, ain’t fucking easy, any of that. For you, I mean, not that you need my telling it. And it goes without saying, maybe, but who’m I to let sleeping words lie when I mean to say I appreciate your telling, and would rather you hear it’s so.
That informant you’ve spoke of. Sounds no less than what he brought down on hisself, or called to coming for him. Needs to be that fist driving restitution, fuck of it being there’s human costs at every side. Gift of yourself and your fellows being you’ve brought it, some piece of what’s needed.
Rank betrayal it is, what calls a threat to living, to keeping free in life, and that’s a crime can’t be denied or left on rampage. Some destruction’s only to be met in its own kind. Not an eye for an eye, what you said about the fruitlessness in that’s correct as I see it, but where there’s lives at stake and protection to be made, there’s blood must run and messages to be driven.
Seen some evil myself. Can’t say I’ve witnessed it in that same form, and fuck me if that’s a betrayal doesn’t speak hell itself gazing through.
I’ve naught but respect for what you’ve done and where you’ve been. Aye, and sorrow, though neither’ll do a spit of good for atrocities occurred and underway.
Glad your brother was with you.
Can’t say I’m not selfishly glad you’ve stepped back from the fighting, and glad moreso for your own and your Sergiy’s sake.
Well and. Can’t be denied there’s prodigious use in gathering aid. Brings more than a body can do on one’s own, or that’s the case most usually. Builds the scale a little larger, tilts odds further from those forces and them beings perpetrating.
Fucking costs, and fucking calumny.
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Might’ve said. I know people who know people, more in the way of products but not only so, and know a few things myself. Might be people might be things you know yourself already, but. Might be matters worth discussing, when there’s no gap of space to separate us.
Regardless and any rate, one more thing for saying this part of my message.
I’d like to see those scars or yours. Hear every word you have for sharing, whatever you’ve a mind to speak.
Your marks and your knowledge, your speaking, worthy of witness, I’d say.
Worthy as more so and above any else, you are yourself.
Let me witness you in perpetuity, Talik. With all the open scope you've offered up to now. With everything you can and care to give in sharing. That’s my ask, and always shall be.
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[ … ]
I’d give my apologies for dredging up [ … ] the abject horrors of war and its brewing. But I can’t regret knowing it, not when it’s your truth and not when it’s what you’ve lived among.
[ … ]
Sen mentioned something touching guerrilla tactics. Hadn’t known whether it was bombast in speaking and sort of figured it was so, Sen being Sen. My mistake, there, and I ought to’ve been more careful in asking. Had cause for suspecting, and whatever I don’t know or haven’t gleaned about your country’s no cause and no excuse for ignorance or rough trodding.
As if it would’ve been a pub fight for fuck’s sake on myselfShite.
Point being, ain’t fucking easy, any of that. For you, I mean, not that you need my telling it. And it goes without saying, maybe, but who’m I to let sleeping words lie when I mean to say I appreciate your telling, and would rather you hear it’s so.
That informant you’ve spoke of. Sounds no less than what he brought down on hisself, or called to coming for him. Needs to be that fist driving restitution, fuck of it being there’s human costs at every side. Gift of yourself and your fellows being you’ve brought it, some piece of what’s needed.
Rank betrayal it is, what calls a threat to living, to keeping free in life, and that’s a crime can’t be denied or left on rampage. Some destruction’s only to be met in its own kind.
Not an eye for an eye, what you said about the fruitlessness in that’s correct as I see it, but where there’s lives at stake and protection to be made, there’s blood must run and messages to be driven.
Seen some evil myself. Can’t say I’ve witnessed it in that same form, and fuck me if that’s a betrayal doesn’t speak hell itself gazing through.
I’ve naught but respect for what you’ve done and where you’ve been. Aye, and sorrow, though neither’ll do a spit of good for atrocities occurred and underway.
Glad your brother was with you.
Can’t say I’m not selfishly glad you’ve stepped back from the fighting, and glad moreso for your own and your Sergiy’s sake.
Well and. Can’t be denied there’s prodigious use in gathering aid. Brings more than a body can do on one’s own, or that’s the case most usually. Builds the scale a little larger, tilts odds further from those forces and them beings perpetrating.
Fucking costs, and fucking calumny.
[ … ]
Might’ve said. I know people who know people, more in the way of products but not only so, and know a few things myself. Might be people might be things you know yourself already, but. Might be matters worth discussing, when there’s no gap of space to separate us.
Regardless and any rate, one more thing for saying this part of my message.
I’d like to see those scars or yours. Hear every word you have for sharing, whatever you’ve a mind to speak.
Your marks and your knowledge, your speaking, worthy of witness, I’d say.
Worthy as more so and above any else, you are yourself.
Let me witness you in perpetuity, Talik. With all the open scope you've offered up to now. With everything you can and care to give in sharing. That’s my ask, and always shall be.