Feeling like Shiva. Eight arms frantically grabbing at the hundreds of pieces to the jigsaw puzzle. In the dark. Feeling the edge of each one and trying to force them to fit. Unaware of the larger picture they make. Too busy looking at where each one goes to notice that "I" don't fit. You see, the problem, as I see it, isn't that we didn't try. It's when we quit saying "hello" and started saying, "goodbye".  ¶ 5:22 PM