I like a vigilante.
I've never understood why there aren't more of them.
Who else is going to ride the white horse because there's room on mine for two?
Who else is going to defend the weak?
Who else is going to take on the big guys?
A fat local councillor?
A self-interested politician?
A fund raiser for an eye catching charity you decide to back?
No..
Only the original.
Only the skilful.
Only the sly.
Only the strong.
Only the brave.
Only the spry.
Those that don't sell out because what they have isn't a commodity.
Those who have a goodness that isn't a good.
Those that keep half an eye on who they are so can't lose sight of their principles.
And they'll need them...oh they'll need them and more besides.
Because integrity is expensive, emotionally and practically.
The modern world dislikes it because can't be outsourced, and its too zesty and rare to mass distribute or roll out in a program.
It's a mangosteen.
It's the domain of people who don't lose their minds and replace them with someone else's.
Who retain original thought and don't chastise others for it.
Who don't confuse compassion for marshmellow.
It's people who deliver in real life and don't just wait for their kicks at the movies.
Who are buying not selling.
Whose number one purpose isn't just to build empire.
People ....who don't tread on angels.
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