I’m one of those men people often take wrong. They think I’m not paying attention. They underestimate my intelligence. Once I speak up, they call me crazy behind my back. I’m all right with that. It works in my favor. Let them think what they like. I love being me. It’s fun. I’m never bored. I say dream big; it’s never too late to try.A

I did not ask to be chosen. I did not seek out the burden of sacredness or the weight of unseen war. But in the silence between battles and the spaces between breath, something called my name—and it was not a whisper. It was thunder.It came at night, as these things always do. When the world is quiet and the lies no longer hold. I was not sleepin