The pen is mightier than the sword...this may not be true. They may, in fact, be equal. Doesn't Matter. The point, my brethran, is that a soul granted the ability to see as well as make into reality must needs understand the power they weild. The pen, much like a rapier, may be weilded with courage, cowardice. For play, work...duty? If you feel the burn, the passion. Then, by God, write. Only understand its true essence, its power. This letter, written word, something where nothing reigns. Man's gloriously noble/ignoble ideas expressed for all to grasp. Knowledge shared so that our thoughts might have an influence on this world, this history. The entire reality of the human race can be influenced by a single master of this art, this weapon. Let those of you who know this secret act accordingly. Let the stewards of this world understand and focus their power. The battle is in motion. Warrior Poets, Gunslinging Journalists, Archer Philosophers, may your aim be true, accurate. All power falls under light or dark. The grays may be pondered. But once struck, the words and thier impact fall under one of the eternal two. Choose wisely.
I think I just became the ultimate source of evil in the world, and you who know what that means know what I mean. THIS is completely new.