PARIS EST À PLEURER

So it seems that while I was inside the theater tonight, creating a fantasy world with some new friends and some dried flowers and some smoke and mirrors, the lives of hundreds of innocents were being ended or forever altered in a city half a world away; combatants in a war for which they never enlisted. 
For most of us in this world, the "struggle" consists of the daily battle to just get through the day; to feed our families and ourselves; to be able to end the day in the same safe, comfortable bed where we started it. We couldn't care less which God our neighbors worship, whether they are Sunni or Shia, Methodist or Presbyterian, Coke or Pepsi; we still say "good morning" as we're picking up the newspaper and "nice weather we're having!" on that first warm day in May. It is not fair, and it is not right, and it simply cannot be the Will of God, any God, that an innocent man, woman, or little child should lose their life in the simple act of trying to live it, so that some religious, or political, or militant group can "make a point". 
Forgiveness. Love. Compassion. Tolerance. Kindness. We are One People. 
Pray for Paris.