King Kunta

Man is a strange creature. All his actions are motivated by desire,his character forged by pain. As much as he may try to suppress that pain,to repress the desire, he cannot free himself from the eternal servitude to his feelings. For as long as the storm rages within him,he cannot find peace. Not in life, not in death. And so he will do what he must, day in, day out. The pain is his vessel, desire his compass. It is all that man is capable of.