When I look at the abyss of depth and breadth of something that appears unpleasant, I have a tendency to put on my serious and solemn underwear.

I forgot the innocence of childhood. I forgot what it is like, to really play. Even in the face of atrocity.

People live and people die, that we know. In between, is our own creation.

We can WORK to save our M... or we can PLAY to save our M... that... is our choice... regardless of the results...