Oh…what you could be if you stopped being

who you were! The most courageous act is

to think for yourself – aloud – to disembroil

yourself from the ravelled, choking maze of

caution. You could be brilliant, but cowardice

extinguishes brilliance. You could be truthful,

but cowardice mutes the voice of candour.

You could be self-sacrificing, but cowardice

refuses to act. Choose to be now or then.

Appear as you wish to be. Be as you would

like to appear. Better to be hated for who you

are than loved for who you are not. The poison

you favour, your fated elixir, will determine

your metamorphosis. For what are you waiting?