Palendromic Bullets

There is an ancient martial motto that says, “No one provokes me with impunity.”  And can you glean how devilishly clever it is for Man’s intellect to be so insulated as to speak of other Men, whom they CAN attack, as the provocateur, and not Life?

Words are like palindromic bullets;
that is, with slugs on both ends.

Life doesn’t discriminate against anyone for any known reason.  Then again, it does so to EVERY body for EVERY known reason.

Men who can tell you “how they got to be what they are today,” can’t tell you shit.

P.S.:  Be ye not dumber than your sovereign.

J.