Sarapis@Law

It’s not about money or fame or credit. If I want money, I can simply resort into crafting my own syndicate of human traffickers where the target victims are the poor, the powerless, and the nameless. If I want fame, I can just kill the Pope and spread the Anthrax virus in the whole of Vatican City. If I want credit, I can simply steal anyone else’s research that is worth a Nobel Prize. But it’s not about these things. I am not a fan of these “basic” goods in the stock market. Mine is about a battle, a struggle that I carry from within. It’s about wrestling for life, for a consciousness that serves as air or breath. It’s about dreaming the impossible dream. It’s about fighting against a disease that is too wide in scope of victims, of casualties. It’s about ending or at least minimizing the strength of a life-ender, a hope-ender, the evil-most creation of mankind. It’s about weakening the burglars of dreams, of trust and faith. It’s about joining this battalion of soldiers that will start a war against soul offenders. It’s about me becoming the nth figure in the Justice League, helping not because I care, but because I have this personal compulsion to correct what I think is unfair and unjust, to destroy what I think is evil and wicked. And this is my reason.The only reason I could think of.