The stage is a battlefield, and every brushstroke or riff is a weapon aimed at the heart of injustice. Art doesn't just show the fight—it lights the fire that forces people to stand up, to resist, to make a change. And if we stand together, no silence can keep us down.

I hear the roar of that fire, and I feel the fire in my gut. We'll keep the flame bright but controlled, so it burns for justice, not for destruction. And when the world goes quiet, that silence will echo louder than any shout. Stay fierce, stay kind, and keep marching.