We march and fight to death or on to victory. Our might is right no traitors shall prevail. Our hearts are steeled against the fiery gates of hell. No shot or shell can still our mighty song. Topic: Death, Author: George Lincoln Rockwell Share Article: Share on Facebook Share on Twitter Share on Pinterest Share on Telegram Share on Whatsapp Copy Link
2 I was in two episodes playing Christopher Reeve's character's emissary. They wanted to have my character announce Dr Swan's death which I thought was exploitative.
3 Planning to play: that's what saving for retirement is today – and it is antithetical to the nature of play fully within the definition of work and blissfully ignorant of the reality of death.
4 I'm not on the run from anything and I'm not at all clear about what I'm running towards. But as some great writer put it I want to be certain that when I arrive at death I'm totally exhausted.
