My protection from anything physical or spiritual:
For my heart, though, I have no protection.
However, I suspect that I shall grow a solid-steel shell around it very soon.
Call it a defensive reaction.
Offended? Intrigued? Contact my manager.
Here begins your journey into the mind of everybody's favorite asian, and I don't mean Jet Li.
What follows is the somewhat inane, mostly irrelevant, and self-important ramblings of a man on the brink of madness.
Welcome... to the Chu.