Kalakoi

I joined originally back in February of 2013 and worked my way up through the ranks to Co-Founder of Harmonic Destruction after leading Vanquish. I went inactive after moving due to a lot of changes and instability in my life but I have returned to active status as of 5/31/2016 as a Sergeant in Wreckage HD and have been transferred to Abaddon after HD and WI merged to create WD. After working my way back up through the ranks and leading Abaddon I am now a Co-Founder within WD overseeing Abaddon and Cyanide. I'm hoping to help WD become one of the greatest divisions in KSI as well as help KSI to grow and expand into the future. I work full time as an Information Technology Associate and Software Developer.

Peace comes from accepting where you are in the universe and the choices you've made, but true happiness - the true reason for our existence - comes from self-expression and filling a role in society.

There's no substantial difference between being a politician, a musician, a father, a businessman. You have a set of rules given to us by society and you interpret them in whatever way you want, with each unique approach expressing something about yourself and your perspective of the universe - it's all expression and it's all communication but the specific rules are slightly different. True happiness comes from understanding these rules in your chosen field, being able to manipulate them to express your perspective, and having an audience that empathizes.

So once you accept where you are, don't just do what's expected. Examine the rules and circumstances that you've been trapped (and trapped yourself) in, and find a way to excel. There is no difference in value between a great janitor and a great singer, between Martin Luther King and a man who raises his kid to love everyone - be proud of who you are, and find ways to express yourself through those constraints. Who's your audience, what do you have to say to them? You have 80~ years to mess around and leave your mark. That's the length of one song, one play, one speech on the podium so even if you just scream yourself hoarse, make sure you say something before it's too late. When Mick Jagger gets up on stage he struts and preens, gurns and slaves. Half the time he isn't even singing, just screaming insanity into the microphone. Yet, if he was up on stage and sang so hard that he poured his life into the mic and died, it would be worth it. It may not feel like it but we all have that microphone, we all have an audience, and we all have that chance to strut on stage.

Our lives and these rules aren't restrictive at all - they set us free. Without the restriction of scale, meter, and key how could we write a song? Without the restriction of language, how could we write poetry and prose? Without the restriction of fashion, how could we make good looking clothes? Without the restrictions on our lives, how can we do anything of value?