”His mother held him close and whispered in his ear. She said you are of mine flesh but you are not mine own. Fate is your father and you belong to the people…
He is the Warrior King; and he comes from a time when humans, like words, lived in the sky before we were pulled down to the ground by gravity. And today he will bend time itself, until history unfolds to his purpose.
He is the Vortex at the center of the vortex; and his cause is the cause of victory. For he is the Champion; of the air, of the fire, of the seas, of the land of the free…
Until the molecules within us unravel to chaos, until time itself grows weary, until life floats useless in an empty universe, until the dome of heaven collapses, and the black avalanche of space pours down around us, he will fight. He will fight until he is the last man standing on the dirt covered surface of this Earth.
In a world of nothing, of barren hills and cracked earth, and once proud oceans drain to sand, there will still be a monument to our existence; for this man represents all that is eternal in the human spirit…the strength to go on, the strength to look within to the path for success, regardless what other drivers may do.
He was first seen standing at the edge of the shore, between the ancient marks of the high and low tide; a place that is neither land nor sea. And, as the blue light of morning filtered through the darkness it revealed a man who can see the beyond, who understands the Mysteries of our World.
There are Ten Commandments, nine lives, eight ways to Sunday, seven seas, six senses, five fingers, four corners, three Musketeers, and two sides to every story…but there is only one number…
This man stands for all that is eternal in the human experience, the courage to stand for a nation when all others fail, or turn away…" – George Shea ~ 21st Century Barker
“Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?“ - Decimus Junius Juvenalis
“Numero, Pondere et Mensura“
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