As much as I would like to party the "we" into me and I's and the sighs of the unseen and unforeseen elements of which we naturally become such dramatic players, I must confess that for a lifetime this smashed face is enough and I would like to brood on it on my own which seems to be rather the only way out for the deceased and the dead but I suppose this world has its own dynamics that foray into establishments and understandings of the fragile mind that sometimes can even be amusing that you can let a little hahaha like laugh out.