Since I was very young, I have had terrible images poured into my mind. I have watched people burn themselves alive. I have watched people being executed. I have watched people being murdered. I have watched people agonized in battle.

            What is worse, I have been all those people. I have burnt myself alive, been executed, been murdered, died in battle. As a child I have been forced to be the murderer, the man committing suicide. My young mind could encompass the actions, the motivations. My young emotions had a harder time of it. Sometimes silence was my only recourse.