This is for all the people with courage, with strength, with clarity of vision. It may be a mini-rant, it may be taken wrong. I don't really care. I've got something to say, so interpret it as you wish. Most people I meet these days are drowning in the sea of whims, in the whirlwind of opinions. All they live for is someone else's approval, for some other person's acknowledgement of their existence. I can't stand these people. I am not one of them. But this piece isn't about them. It's about the other kind of people. To all the people who can get over other's opinions, to everyone who has the courage to live for themselves and openly seek meaning and happiness and truth, I salute you. I honor you. If I were an architect I would build you the tallest monument, if I were a musician I would create the most violently passionate piece I could, and I would dedicate it to you. However, I am neither of these, so I will give you the only thing I really can: my respect. A lot is said these days about freedom. Ironically, the people doing most of the talking are part of the chain gain of human acceptance. Freedom is a much simpler thing than most think. It is the ability to act for yourself, and only yourself. Freedom is attained when you finally learn to disregard what others think. It is when your opinion becomes more important to you than theirs. So for all the people, the heroic, the probably lonely, the real men, I tell you this: you have my respect, my admiration. Even though you do not need it, it is yours. I would rather die free and alone, than subjected to another's will and in company. I would rather be right than happy, but I do not think I will have to make that choice, as one brings the other. /endrant.