A burning in my ***** consumes me! My soul is as a torch! I burn bright for those around, and none can throw me out! Rise up oh you who believe thou wilt over come me! For though you see a man in humble appearance and a mere mortal in flesh and bone I have risen up! And I have overcome! Boldness is upon my shoulders as though it were a breastplate! Though these hands are small and carry little weight they have carried a friend through trials and have carried pens that compose words far mightier then any sword. They say eyes are the windows to your soul? Well look and tell me what you see! A fire? Out of it cometh my soul and it is as glittering gold! For it is through the fire of affliction that I have come and through many a tempestuous and test that has made me who I am today. I faint not at the coming of the world. I am engulfed but not defeated. Bent but have yet to reach the breaking point.

Take courage my dear friend! Foes will never cease to propound their attacks, but one greater then they may be with you. It is upon that the decision rests, call upon thy maker for thy rest.