General George S. Patton thread

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  1. kstornado11

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    Thanks KS great read! I've known of his belief for some time...never saw this one though. tman
     
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    That's really interesting. Makes me wonder if he's reincarnated and who he might be in this lifetime...?
     
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    I had heard that Gen. Patton harboured a belief in reincarnation. As for the poem, WOW! Thanks for posting!
     
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    I saw a photo of him as a youngster. His smile is a dead-ringer to my little brother. But I'd imagine they'd find somebody to be Patton in some WWII past life forum. Another reason, Patton was known for his mouthing off, right? My bro is very quiet. Not that he's shy. Far from it. He thinks everything's boring. He's cynical.
     
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    Patton story

    I though you might like a little story about Gen. Patton from my book Someone Else's Yesterday;

    (the scene takes place at the Civil War battlefield known as "The Wilderness".)

    My ears perked up. What followed was a story
    from the book, The Pattons, and the setting was the very field in
    which we stood. The story goes like this: General Patton was
    touring the Wilderness Battlefield along with his wife and two
    children. With them this day was a German military attaché,
    General Friedrich Von Boetticher. Von Boetticher was a Civil
    War buff. Patton described the troop deployment, and the sway
    of the battle back and forth across Saunder’s Field. He placed his
    two children as Confederate units and his wife (being a Yankee)
    as the Union line. Patton stood on a nearby rise where he
    declared General Jubal Early had directed the battle. Von
    Boetticher disagreed with Patton and a loud argument followed.
    An old man that had been with a tour group overheard the
    conversation and approached the two men. “The other gentleman
    is right,” he told Von Boetticher. “General Early was on
    that rise. I was at this battle as a boy.” George was pleased. He’d
    had a feeling he’d been there before; now it was confirmed. “Of
    course Early stood there,” he declared in triumph. “I saw it
    myself!” I had to chuckle as we boarded the bus.

    (From SEY page 138 by Jeffrey J. Keene (C) 2003 )
     
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    That's pretty cool.
     
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    Wow Stasr3

    I had heard about Patton's belief in former lives, & thought his poem PROVED it... he obviously had many,many past life memories, I wonder if there's any research or perhaps any biographies or even an autobiography ?? I intend to try & find out....
     
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    This post about Patton was a good one. For those who haven't read it, Patton was a believer in reincarnation and wrote a poem that is linked here.

    Tinkerman
     
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    Thanks for that,Don! I definitely need to get that movie!!
     
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    I think General George Patton has come up several times before on the board. His belief in reincarnation is well known, and has been portrayed in various books, movies and articles--and there is much more that can be read about him on the internet. Indeed, he never had to be convinced. He had memories of ancient battles from his earliest years. However, the reason I bring him up is not for this, as others have memories from childhood--including other famous people. I bring it up because he saw himself always as a warrior, and one who would return again as a warrior when there were great battles to be fought and won. So, I am fascinated by his sense of destiny and direction over the course of many lives. What others may think of such things I do not know. There are those who have come back to the same places or the same fields of endeavor, but somehow there is always an undercurrent idea that one is becoming more "peaceable" and gentle along the way. In contrast to this, Patton would probably say he was becoming sharper and more honed to serve as a warrior in whatever great conflicts arose. For the good, I hope. His poem describing his past lives is worth a read as well:

    THROUGH A GLASS, DARKLY

    Through the travail of the ages,
    Midst the pomp and toil of war,
    Have I fought and strove and perished
    Countless times upon this star.

    In the form of many people
    In all panoplies of time
    Have I seen the luring vision
    Of the Victory Maid, sublime.

    I have battled for fresh mammoth,
    I have warred for pastures new,
    I have listed to the whispers
    When the race trek instinct grew.

    I have known the call to battle
    In each changeless changing shape
    From the high souled voice of conscience
    To the beastly lust for rape.

    I have sinned and I have suffered,
    Played the hero and the knave;
    Fought for belly, shame, or country,
    And for each have found a grave.

    I cannot name my battles
    For the visions are not clear,
    Yet, I see the twisted faces
    And I feel the rending spear.

    Perhaps I stabbed our Savior
    In His sacred helpless side.
    Yet, I've called His name in blessing
    When after times I died.

    In the dimness of the shadows
    Where we hairy heathens warred,
    I can taste in thought the lifeblood;
    We used teeth before the sword.

    While in later clearer vision
    I can sense the coppery sweat,
    Feel the pikes grow wet and slippery
    When our Phalanx, Cyrus met.

    Hear the rattle of the harness
    Where the Persian darts bounced clear,
    See their chariots wheel in panic
    From the Hoplite's leveled spear.

    See the goal grow monthly longer,
    Reaching for the walls of Tyre.
    Hear the crash of tons of granite,
    Smell the quenchless eastern fire.

    Still more clearly as a Roman,
    Can I see the Legion close,
    As our third rank moved in forward
    And the short sword found our foes.

    Once again I feel the anguish
    Of that blistering treeless plain
    When the Parthian showered death bolts,
    And our discipline was in vain.

    I remember all the suffering
    Of those arrows in my neck.
    Yet, I stabbed a grinning savage
    As I died upon my back.

    Once again I smell the heat sparks
    When my flemish plate gave way
    And the lance ripped through my entrails
    As on Crecy's field I lay.

    In the windless, blinding stillness
    Of the glittering tropic sea
    I can see the bubbles rising
    Where we set the captives free.

    Midst the spume of half a tempest
    I have heard the bulwarks go
    When the crashing, point blank round shot
    Sent destruction to our foe.

    I have fought with gun and cutlass
    On the red and slippery deck
    With all Hell aflame within me
    And a rope around my neck.

    And still later as a General
    Have I galloped with Murat
    When we laughed at death and numbers
    Trusting in the Emperor's Star.

    Till at last our star faded,
    And we shouted to our doom
    Where the sunken road of Ohein
    Closed us in it's quivering gloom.

    So but now with Tanks a'clatter
    Have I waddled on the foe
    Belching death at twenty paces,
    By the star shell's ghastly glow.

    So as through a glass, and darkly
    The age long strife I see
    Where I fought in many guises,
    Many names, -- but always me.

    And I see not in my blindness
    What the objects were I wrought,
    But as God rules o'er our bickerings
    It was through His will I fought.

    So forever in the future,
    Shall I battle as of yore,
    Dying to be born a fighter,
    But to die again, once more.
     
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    when i saw this photo of him... i´ve noticed some resemblances with...
    I like him he was politicaly incorrect!!
     
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    Hi Flashback,

    You're right on both points, though as to the photo, I see no resemblance in older age. As to the political incorrectness :);). And, even more so in the current era than he was then. :):);) However, it hurt him back then, and probably makes him even more unacceptable in the current era. Though, for the benefit of more sensitive souls on the board, I should clarify that I am talking only about his propensity to be an unapologetic, straight-forward, plain-talking, brusque, soldier's soldier. He was often crude and "insensitive"--by the more punctilious standards of this modern era. As to anything else in the "political correctness" category, I know nothing but assume that he was probably a person of his era, which is enough to get all of his statues torn down according to the tenets of the current crop of radical snowflakes. Anyhow, he surely deserved his "Old Blood and Guts" label. Such men will always be of infinite value when the chips are down and a true warrior personality is needed, and hard for a "civilized" society to deal with and live with in any other context.

    However, my main reason for bringing this thread back up is the contrast between his obvious spirituality and his war-like nature. He was, in fact, a "spiritual" person in many respects. However, as one who believed in reincarnation, he saw the process in his case as aimed at bringing him back for what he was "best" at--the art and science of war. This is what I'm trying to wrap my head around. There have certainly been soldiers who were spiritual. In fact, I am a great admirer of men like Washington, Lee and Jackson. However, most of them looked on war as a duty and something that had to be done. With Patton one finds a man who saw it as both his destiny and his goal in life, and in his lives to come. It kinda upsets the apple cart in terms of my ideas of how the reincarnation process works and what it is supposed to achieve.

    Cordially,
    S&S
     
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    Hi S&S The following is something I wrote that may answer some of your questions

    There are true warriors who return again and again
    They are warriors of the gods who carry no shame
    They remember violent battles and violent deaths
    But they always know.. they are blessed
    They know by what they see... there is little time for them to rest
    With all of the fancy weapons that now exist
    Warriors of the Gods know peoples fears of dying are there biggest test
    The time is coming when the Gods warriors will return.. and impose there Gods way
    On a world in decay

    Regards
     
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    Hi John,

    I think this basic sentiment would resonate with Patton. As he says close to the end of his poem:

    . . . as God rules o'er our bickerings
    It was through His will I fought.

    However, I think he would not use "God" in the plural, even though he might rejoice at being part of a group that will impose God's way on a world in decay. But overall, it is a cool poem. Thanks for posting it. Having done so, are you willing to discuss how this relates to you, what you believe is coming, and etc.? As you know, I am pretty well always interested.

    Cordially,
    S&S
     
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    Hmmm. I also see how Patton--though he might not have any thoughts of the Ancient Egyptian gods--nonetheless fits the pattern you have set forth. Actually, he fits it very, very well. He remembered his past violent battles and violent deaths, he did not seem to be ashamed of any of that, he seemed to believe himself blessed to come back to fight again, he wrote poems about fear and the need to overcome it, and he was there ready to do the job he believed needed to be done. All of this hardly seems like a coincidence, which is probably why you posted your poem, which I am assuming is part of the information you have received. Patton would also seem to be one of the ones you mention, though he was a man of fairly typical Judeo-Christian beliefs (outside of reincarnation).

    Very interesting.

    S&S
     
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    General Patton writes of fear:

    I am that dreadful, blighting thing,
    Like rat holes to the flood.
    Like rust that gnaws the faultless blade,
    Like microbes to the blood.

    I know no mercy and no truth,
    The young I blight, the old I slay.
    Regret stalks darkly in my wake,
    And ignominy dogs my way.

    Sometimes, in virtuous garb I rove,
    With facile talk of easier way;
    Seducing where I dare not rape,
    Young manhood, from it's honor's sway.

    Again, in awesome guise I rush,
    Stupendous, through the ranks of war,
    Turning to water, with my gaze,
    Hearts that, before, no foe could awe.

    The maiden who has strayed from right,
    To me must pay the mead of shame.
    The patriot who betrays his trust,
    To me must owe his tarnished name.

    I spare no class, nor cult, nor creed,
    My course is endless through the year.
    I bow all heads and break all hearts,
    All owe me homage -- I am FEAR.
     
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    General Patton's "God of Battles"--a very unapologetic statement of the warrior's desire for victory, and his prayer to God, in many different guises through the ages, to give it to him. I cannot help but think that as Patton recites a list of ancient gods, he is thinking back on his own prior lives:

    From pride and foolish confidence,
    From every waking creed,
    From the dread fear of fearing,
    Protect us, Lord, and lead.

    Great God, who, through the ages,
    Has braced the bloodstained hand,
    As Saturn, Jove, or Woden
    Has led our Warrior band.

    Again we seek thy council,
    But not in cringing guise,
    We whine not for thy mercy,
    To slay; God make us wise.

    For slaves who shun the issue
    Who do not ask thy aid,
    To Thee we trust our spirits,
    Our bodies, unafraid.

    From doubt and fearsome bodings
    Still Thou our spirits guard,
    Make strong our souls to conquer.
    Give us the victory, Lord.

    Needless to say, Patton and his language have been challenging to me. However, he made me think of something that I had found quite acceptable in the "here-and-now" context: the division one military writer makes of humans into three groups, based on their innate nature: sheep, sheep-dogs, and wolves. Almost everyone is said to be sheep, which is not intended to be insulting, but to indicate the fact that they are prey in the eyes of those referred to as "wolves"--who may be criminals, military conquerors, Daesh, dictators, or etc. Those who protect the sheep from the wolves are the sheep-dogs--police, military, and etc. Maybe this even goes as far as including the political. In any case, it goes without saying that a dog is closer in nature and heritage to a wolf than he/she is to sheep. As I look at Patton, and also at what John has written, it makes me wonder whether this classification transcends this current life-time. If so, there are three classes of beings shuffling forward, life after life, into the future. And, "wolves" may eventually develop (I hate to use the word "evolve") into sheep-dogs across the course of many lives. Patton's recited lifetimes seem to indicate that. Hmmm. Dogs can go bad, and wolves can be tamed, but sheep are sheep--maybe. If so, perhaps there are only two great groups shuffling forward, with "wolves" just being the less refined foundation of future "sheep-dogs".

    I'm going way off into the ozone at this point in terms of speculation. But it does make me wonder.

    S&S
     
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    I've seen the Patton movie and that scene that the link above describes. Patton though he was Hannibal and now I wonder he thought that German General Erwin Rommel was Publius Cornelius Scipio Africanus. As for who Patton is now, the one that comes to my mind is Ret. General Tommy Franks. I know Franks was born on June 17, 1945 while Patton died on Dec. 21, 1945, leaving a few months for a crossover. The life patterns of Franks and Patton are similar though not exactly the same. Makes one wonder sometimes.
     

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