Just some words
13 years ago
General
Naasad'guur mhi, Naasad'guur mhi, Naasad'guur mhi, Mhi n'ulu, Mhi Mando'ade, Kandosii'ade, Teh Manda'yaim, Mando'ade. [Translation from Mando'a: No one likes us, No one likes us, No one likes us, We don't care. We are Mandos, The elite boys, Mando boys, From Mandalore.]
Men are born and dying. They live through a spring of hope, summer of fun, autumn of uncertainty, and a winter of all ancient defeat. With them civilizations are born and dying. They are born when an idea brings men together out of hope, desire, anxiety, and hate. Ideas thrive, igniting the threads of history and burning the world while their strength keeps them strong. At this exchange, they die out. And as this happens people and nations die with them. This strength this fire is what we call The Patriots.
-Elizabeth Laeken
MGS Philanthropy
-Elizabeth Laeken
MGS Philanthropy
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