From the depths of space came the cry, man had evolved to realise its plight and alone it wept. Long live we soldiers, conscripts to the cause, soldiers of humanity until the cancer calls.
In the face of annihilation we scream out to be heard but silent and superfluous, all cries drown within oceans of oblivion.
MUSIC
Do not go gentle into that good night, Dylan Thomas 1951 (video)
REFERENCE LINKS
Do not go gentle into that good night, Dylan Thomas 1951 (poem)
For the Fallen, Laurence Binyon 1914
The Charge of the Light Brigade, Tennyson 1854
Study after Velázquez's Portrait of Pope Innocent X, Francis Bacon 1953
PADE ADDRESS
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