[Robert Teesdale]

Oh, don’t be coy, why don’t you come out and say in plain English what you want to do?

Why, I think that is quite unnecessary.

Those who follow the Way
Have no need of my guidance
Those who attend snares
Must worry ceaselessly
That my foot alights on a missed path.

The People are in tumult
The State is out of rhythm.

Where wanders this soft tread?
Dark places, where whispers are only imagined
Savage hearts, each beat an echo of its passing.
Tyrants imagine, but do not see.

I wake no beast.
I fan no flame.
I merely observe, and in observing
The possible becomes the probable.
The universe is like that.

[Boogieman]

“Why, I think that is quite unnecessary.”

Of course you would. Coming out and saying clearly what you are advocating would take some guts.