Diary of a Madman: Aphorisms, Maxims and Allegories

I have been broken - shattered to bits, and rebuilt.

I have been remade in the image and desires of my forebares,

I have known pain such as no other has known; and this pain has a name. - It's name is potential.



I have been lost about the wilderness of thought - and come-through as none other before me.

I am obligated to the Warrior.

I know my place.

I know, my Caste. - And it is Beautiful


I have been broken, and bulit anew, by a Master.

My Master is mine own, and belongs to no one else.

My Master, has, and will ever be - Me.