If I Cannot Be Myself In What

I Am In Revolt Against The Age-old Lie That The Majority Is Always Right.

Happiness Is Worth A Daring Deed; We Are Both Free If We But Will It, And Then The Game Is Won.

To Live Is To War With Trolls In Heart And Woul. To Write Is To Sit In Judgement On Oneself.

Do You Know What We Are Those Of Us Who Count As Pillars Of Society? We Are Society's Tools, Neither More Nor Less.

And What If I Did Run My Ship Aground; Oh, Still It Was Splendid To Sail It!