Massive stars projecting light, seen by all in the darkest of night. Elements smashed in wondrous ways, intrepid by souls as they may. Thus, I journey through hills and valleys, lit by a torch of hopes dreams, as I march in continuous procession I fight the winds of historical oppression, gilded by lessons of falls and follies, and like the stars I am the light. I vow never give up the fight. I smash elements in wondrous ways intrepid by souls as they may.