Modern media mended and molded melodies made to misdirect the masses into merry mediocracy. Mad Hatters Manifest in merely misplacing more malumless matters. Mercy mistaken as misdeeds, many must mind manners. To the reality one must pay mind to, if one has a mind to pay. Could all the same differences, make villianous friends or the kindest of enemies. Respect recieved in repentance is receding rain as it read random rolling, reeling roaring rasps. Recall and remember the rational as it runs to rippled ruin. With a world gone mad, would be warriors announcing "Mission Accomplished" find themselves, renouncing. Not knowing any better is far different than knowing and choosing to do otherwise. I pray that I do not have the mind to pay that toll after all. You my good dear childern, should never worry. Worry is for those who lack the innocence. *sips tea* Salutations, Hello, and Hi! Mad Hatter Madigan am I... *pours everyone a cup of tea, well those who deserve a cup* You can find me here, and find I have never left... wonderland that is.