Walker Boh - The Last Druid S. Cat Sept 13 2005 From the very beginning of my time on earth I've fought against the tenets of my existence Questioned and hated what made me different Spurned society to dwell alone in the forest My feet have been set upon a certain path And I must follow where this path leads me In doing so, I've lost a part of my arm Yet gained a part of myself thought lost I must restore that which is in the shadows Bring it forth into the new light of day And stand ready to become the last Druid Something I've fought against all my life Suddenly this influx of overwhelming data it boldly invades my mind and body My very essence clenches in pain as I attempt to sort and assimilate all of it Even though I've never walked a path I now have the foreknowledge of it I see now through the eyes of others that have trod this very ground Their memories are now my memories and now I finally begin to understand the extreme enormity and weighty burdens placed upon a Druid's mind and body.