We Are The Sun's Shadows.

good morrow young sir.

i do excuse this fellow, for he is mistaken, i am no loco.

just acting accordingly to viva protea viva.

if home is where the heart is, my home is with Baha'u'llah.

many think i am quite strange, but that's alright.

have prepared a master plan: take the midnight train to an unknown destination where time and space are not my boundaries and where hate and fear escape from inside.