Hi there. I'm the Guardian. I've been around for quite some time. I've known Tothian for a while now. I'll be honest, I'll probably only be on here temporarily. When things get hot and I start getting governmental notice, that's when I'll bounce. But until then, I'm here.
I'll admit, I grew up admiring super heroes. Superman could do anything and save anyone. Batman was so shrewd, cunning, and always a step ahead of the bad guys. There were so many more heroes that I loved. All of them were vastly different, but they all had one thing in common. It wasn't until recently that I realized what it was about these stories that we adore so much. These heroes provide us with hope. They fight for life, goodness, and justice. They fight for the weak, oppressed, and broken. They give us hope that heroes really do win, and that goodness and justice prevail.
As I am reminded of this, I come back to the world we live in. I come back to our reality, and I realize these super heroes aren't real. Superman isn't going to keep the gang lords at bay. Ironman isn't going to free Indian slaves. Batman isn't going to bring a swift end to that rapist. These symbols of hope are fiction, and little more. While some kids dream of becoming super heroes, others dream of becoming Bonnie and Clyde (lovable outlaws). But the catch is that the kids that dream of becoming outlaws tend to follow their dream and bring ruin to the lives of those around them, while the kids that dream of becoming heroes tend to become doctors, entrepreneurs, and construction workers.
My fear is vastly overpowered by my burden for the weak and victimized. I want to be a symbol of hope. I want people to know that they can stand up and fight for what is good. Good exists, and I believe it is worth fighting for.