Slowly a few words came to me this morning after feeling so speechless, wordless, these past few days; and these words had to do with good vs evil, and that evil should not, can not, will not extinquish what is good; we must not allow it. I think it was Emerson who said something like: beauty of nature reforms itself in the mind and not for barren contemplation but for creation, nothing divine dies, all good is eternally reproductive, the creation of beauty is art, nothing is beautiful alone, but is beautiful in the whole. We need to speak, to write, to paint, to sing, to create; now more than ever. We must not be silenced. We must whisper. We must scream. Speak.