To write, and provide clear insight into one's mind, one has to be free of certain notions. One of them is that words can change the world as it is seen, if not Felt. It may all seem a glorious tragedy sometimes. But in fact, I think it all the better that the world is left as it is, or even gets worse as words flow from the pen. A fitting gift to the boors who inhabit this planet, those who don't offer the slightest suggestion that they are aware of there being someone else who shares space with them.