Heroes, if we see them, hear them, embrace them, do we validate their existence? If we don’t experience our heroes, do we in fact kill them? Reduce them to never have been at all? Does perception confirm their identity, and our own? Comprised of a multitude of enduring elements, which stubbornly persist through ages and eons, can we be a classed as uniquely singular individuals, or merely a legion of harmonious atoms? The question of human existence and reality has haunted the mind of philosophers since the first troglodyte marvelled at its watery reflection in a tranquil pond. Here is more reflection.