Greetings from the booming metropolis that is Pleasant View, Tennessee. I am a man of constant spiritual highs and spiritual lows. I pray that I serve God at my highest even when I am lowest.
Ben was a founding member of Rambling Ever On and a regular contributor and editor until his untimely death in April 2020.
We wrote a tribute to him, but the best tribute you can give him would be to read all the wonderful poems, short stories, book reviews, theological essays, and ridiculous satire pieces he wrote for us. Pass them on to others and maybe allow Ben to inspire you to write something yourself.
7 thoughts on “The Five Hours of World Conquest”
These poems bring back a lot of memories of late nights in the dorm. So good Ben!
I didn’t play but this brings back so many memories of Southtown playing and your brother chanting “I MUST KILL EVERYONE” (that we assumed was in reference to the game and nothing else LOL). Drums, war chants, sacrifices…and that was all before the game even began.
Ben, you are a talented poet.
I can’t really relate to part V though, I never experienced that.
I guess that means we never played each other because if we had, you most certainly experienced it.
It is a memory all too real for me.
[George sees a Risk board that Kramer and Newman are keeping in Jerry’s apartment as a neutral spot while their game is paused.]
G: What is this?
J: The game of world domination being played by two men who can barely run their own lives.