Here I sit – in the quiet and isolation of my home – my heart heavy with the pain and hatred of this world – how can a man think himself so separate from another that he can kill – how can a woman think herself so disconnected from another that she can destroy what was built by diligent hands – does she not know that when she kills, she also dies – does he not know that when he takes part in destroying the work of another, he also loses everything – when will we see our own self in the eyes of another – when will we hear our own voice in the cries of the other – my prayer today is only one – God, please save us from our ourselves.