I'm the beacon of hope, and I have mental powers you never dreamed of. Now be quiet.

You don't know me at all. You don't know the first thing about me. You don't know where I'm writing this from. You don't know what I look like. You have no power over me. What do you think I look like? Skinny? Freckles? Wire-rimmed glasses over brown eyes? No, I don't think so. Better look again. Deeper. It's like a kaleidoscope, isn't it? One minute I'm short, the next minute tall, one minute I'm geeky, one minute studly, my shape constantly changes, and the only thing that stays constant is my brown eyes. Watching you.

I don't play the tuba. The tuba plays me. My tuba is not actually a tuba, because it has never produced a musical sound. It is actually a giant frog pretending to be a tuba.

You stand for nothing. You respect nobody. The music you dance to is devoid of beauty, its lyrics empty of humor or cleverness.

You may have created my past and screwed up my present, but you have no control over my future.

I'm the beacon of hope, and I have mental powers you never dreamed of. Now be quiet.

Even if it’s dangerous, and painful, and so very, very lonely. One must go on fighting- It is the only honorable thing to do