“You see me now a veteran of a thousand psychic wars

I’ve been living on the edge so long

Where the winds of limbo roar

And I’m young enough to look at

And far too old to see

All the scars are on the inside

I’m not sure that there’s anything left to me”

Veteran Of The Psychic War,  Blue Oyster Cult

I struggle. 

The world falls apart around me. Crime is on the rise in American cities. COVID stalks our lives at every turn. New wars brew around the world. Deception and corruption run rampant. The machines are on the rise. Where do I turn for leadership?

“You ask me why I’m weary, why I can’t speak to you

You blame me for my silence say It’s time I changed and grew

But the war’s still going on, dear, and there’s no end that I know

And I can’t say if we’re ever…

I can’t say if were ever gonna be free”

Veteran Of The Psychic War, Blue Oyster Cult

I struggle.

I can’t speak up or have a reasonable conversation about the issues of the day. Cancel Culture grows daily. Trivia rules the day. Misinformation fills our media, social and otherwise. Where do I turn for the truth?

“You see me now a veteran of a thousand psychic wars

My energy’s spent at last

And my armor is destroyed

I have used up all my weapons and I’m helpless and bereaved

Wounds are all I’m made of

Did I hear you say that this is victory?”

Veteran Of The Psychic War, Blue Oyster Cult

I struggle.

Do I have faith? In God? In Man? In Truth? Or are the only facts in life death and taxes. Is there freedom left in this world? Or is freedom just an illusion? Where can I turn to reinvigorate my faith?

“Don’t let these shakes go on

It’s time we had a break from it

Send me to the rear

Where the tides of madness swell

And been sliding into hell

Oh please don’t let these shakes go on

Don’t let these shakes go on

Don’t let these shakes go on”

Veteran Of The Psychic War, Blue Oyster Cult

I struggle.

Jesus help me! Help me to have faith. In God. In Man. In Truth. Show me the path to freedom and fearlessness. Jesus meet me where I am.