I am not the Darkness, I am not the Light. I am not a heavenly messenger, I am not a hellspawn destroyer. I am not a prophet come to you upon the end of all days, I am not a quivering coward afraid of the cast of a new eve. I am not the creation of a eutopian dream who will shine upon all the world, I am not a blot upon the face of humanity deserving only to be snuffed. Who am I? What am I? It is easier to say what I am not, for I am not many things, and what I am amounts to little, who I am amounts perhaps to less. I am merely some arbitrary DNA that wonders why, sometimes trying to answer its own questions. I am me, and that is the best I have to say for myself: I pretend not to be anyone else, I am content in my smallness... and nothing can stop me from dreaming big dreams.