in the same way I grasp ice cream, I tip a cigarette between my fingers and know it's going to **** me. Perhaps the bottom-line is to never forget you're fighting a world-war with the idea of conflict, and that you will never be able to sneeze loud enough to purge yourself of chemistry but the only time this is ever a problem is when food is scarce and mortality, reality- - - as drug use will show you chemistry can be a bless-ing-- *kuzzantite!