When I lost it and I mean really lost it so much so I had no idea if it would ever come back, whatever it may be, if it’s marbles that’s just a metaphor maybe a play thing, if it’s consciousness that has yet to be proven definitively beyond a shadow of a doorway at the top of the stairs in the middle of the night having a slow discussion with your pastor or your director, who is really your father or uncle or doppelgänger, and you’re talking but really it’s to only yourself, the topic happens to be all the evil that seems to be everywhere and the voice that’s really only in your head says “There’s been a lot of dying going on around here. But what if we could beat Hitler at his own game?” And you say to the voice, “You mean, everybody dies?” And the voice replies, “Everybody lives.” And months later when you find it again and I mean really found it, you know that means that God saved them. God saves us all. Love wins, damnit. Love wins.