My Father Used To Brag That I

I Love Playing Ego And Insecurity Combined.

I Love Acting. I Love Play-acting. I Love Pretending. I Love Telling Stories So Whether They Be Comedic Or Serious Or Whatever, It Doesn't Really Matter To Me. I Enjoy Telling A Good Story. I Have It All In Me.

Well This Is Just A Fist. But When I Start Throwing It Around I Can Leave One Hell Of A Mess.

I Would Challenge Anybody In Their Darkest Moment To Write What They're Grateful For, Even Stupid Little Things Like The Green Grass That Made Them Feel Good, The Friendly Conversation They Had With Somebody On An Alevator. You Start To Realize How Rich You Are.

That Peace That We're After, Lies Somewhere Beyond Personality, Beyond The Perception Of Others, Beyond Invention And Disguise, Even Beyond Effort Itself. You Can Join The Game, Fight The Wars, Play With Form All You Want, But To Find Real Peace, You Have To Let The Armor Fall.