When one is perfect, how is that any strain to do good? It isn't heroic, just. As you see, I wear only the colors of the fair princess.' The maidens swoon and cry, 'Ah, how virtuous!' How pathetic. He rides home again amid praise and worship, all of the fair maidens throw themselves at his feet and beg 'Oh, Sir! Handsome Knight, please take me as your mistress!' He smiles his dazzling smile and replies, 'Nay, nay. He, of course, in all his glory, emerges victorious after leaving the dragon's smoking carcass strewn across its mountain.

He smiles a smile as dazzling as the stars in the sky as he rides out to defeat the dragon that is terrorizing the village. Brave, handsome Knight prancing along on a horse the color of unpolluted, new fallen snow. Who wants to root for the guy that is perfect? BIG. There is a reason for everything, right? The reason may be pointless, obscure, or a completely random variable. I need to know why people are the way they are. It is proof that the Wicked Witch isn't some nasty woman that is merely jealous of a little singing brat's shoes. So, Good and Evil.? Why can't I help feeling for the villain? What made them seem so Evil? Were they born that way, or shaped that way by society? I think that may be why I love Wicked so much. Who can blame them for that? Sure, one side of a war says 'Those Evil people', but the other side is saying the exact same thing right back. There are only humans inhabiting Earth, trying to live their lives. Although, if you do try and see the matter from an objective stand-point, the answer seems a bit more clear. Do either of them actually exist? It is difficult to answer that question objectively. Maybe the lack of morality? I honestly don't know what it is I want to discuss. This is a matter that has come to my attention a lot recently. Good Evening Class! Tonight we will be discussing a very important matter.

Die in obscurity