/lit/ - Literature

I crave the excitement for a believable war. Not the mechanized slaughter of senseless neo liberal proxy wars of hegemonial powers. But a war under the thumb of those powers, so unimportant and unknown that war can be fought as it once was.
I crave to win over my enemies and sing and shit and in patriotic painful ecstasy.
I crave to die if I am not able enough or God chose my fate.
My parents left the war and I was born in this shithole of a peaceful society. No pathos left, and the craving to want to die for your nation that symbolizes your master and yourself is as understandable to us as the sinless life of saints.
How do you deal with this feeling if you even feel it

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