We all fight for one reason, to win. We share the same purpose and that's why we are brothers.

You are here because some sliver of existence within you says that you are a born fighter. That you will put your life before others, and stand when others fall.

Some people are like fragile petals, and they don't recover from hardship. Do we blame the petal? Or do we excuse its fragility and mourn its loss?

Have you considered that some of your greatest heartaches and hardships might actually be the best things that ever happened to you in the long run?

It has been said 'keep your friends close and your enemies closer'. This statement is most assuredly true, you have to be fairly close to someone to gut them with a pocket knife.

Many want to be a warrior but they don't know what a lonely, tough, or pain staking journey it is. Warriors have to fight on behalf of the defenseless, defend what is right, as well as fight believers and non-believers alike. In reality, few like warriors because they confront their own, and their own think they're above being confronted. The warrior, you see, most often walks alone.