I am the resounding of the drum, the call to action echoing the beat within your chest, the pounding in your head. I am called the warrior. You have all answered my call to action. You have come to seek community, to seek change, for YOU are Warriors, as your kind has always been.

In ancient Greece I was embodied by the Sacred Band of Thebes, a heroic army of men who loved men, each fighting beside his lover. None willing to let harm reach his mate. Lest he feel the pain of Achilles when his beloved Patroclus was slain.

I was the wise Samurai who knew no greater love than that called the flower of the samurai spirit, the bond shared between two Samurai.

I sharpened my skill in the ceremonial flower wars in Anahuak, the sacred Valley of the Aztec, campaigning in honor of Xochipilli, flower prince, god of male sexual vitality.

I was among the queens, homosexuals; minorities at the great battle of stonewall. Rioting and defended our right to live, and to love.

For we will not settle for injustice, nor idle wishes. ACTION defines the Warrior. Forcing Change. And know to make this stand is to forsake your comfortable safety. To risk your very existence. For the warrior is both the hunter and the hunted

And I have been with all those who did not survive their battle.

Think of your ancestors. What struggles did they endure to reach this land? What did they sacrifice so that you may live? What will you sacrifice?

For now I live through you. Accept your noble heritage and claim that which is rightfully yours. Your sword, be it your intellect, physical strength, or your heart. Have you loved so great you would give your own life that another may live?

Take your sword and slay the dragon of negativity, your ego. Reach out to your brothers, regardless of petty differences, race, styles, creeds and unite to reach your common goals, to attain the glory and immortality of the warrior that you are.