Showing off my tool

Searching for meaning in a relentless world, always in it, but somehow, alone, trapped by illusion.

We offer up that a path, where the battle to belong begins.

Awakened by a calling, united by the cause of my calling, no one can take away the recognition that it means to be among the few, the proud, the Marines.

On the count of three, we run. One, two, three!

Aaaaaah!