The Dragon

I purposefully strode down the street, walking with a glimmer of power emanating from my eyes. People saw me walking and briefly looked away, afraid of that which they do not understand. My mind raced as I thought of ways to change the world around me. I instituted that very change by communicating to the people who flow around me in the smallest of ways. My facial expressions shift to inspire emotions in others that serve my purposes. The mathematical waves that ensue echo throughout eternity, from individual to individual, and my trail is littered with the refuse of hot and wasted breath. My eyes never waver unless I will them to and they burn righteous holes in those who spread fear. I keep time with my body so as to keep the rhythm of the world close to my heart. I make time with my mind so as to use every weapon available in my quest for truth and justice. I meander through the world, completely free from tyranny because I will it to be so. Knowledge is power and so I grow with every bit of what I know. I am a force of nature, an extension of the cosmos, and am absolutely sure that I cannot be stopped. The only dragon that will ever be is me.