My most favourite dream is mass concoction: a gathering of geniuses, of the most formidable minds of humanity all together to concieve a brilliant future; a mechanism arrayed with reasonableness and exploding into dynamism. We don't realise that a metamorphasis is really one of the easiest things to bring about. Looking at the negative - at the chaos around us - we think there is a tragic struggle ahead, how on earth would we possible change a millenium old system of corruption that chokes us all? One answer: Easily. There is really only one other option. To not interfere. In seeing that everything is cyclic, nothing is permenant, to think that the Universe will exist in an eternal state of peace and goodwill is a little naive. This has been the rationale of many great Masters. In the whole scheme of existence, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you are alive or dead. But if it doesn't matter, why not live?