Creativity may hold the key to overcome this time of deep depression. Art may be able to save us, from the global downfall, the strength of one's heart and soul, may be the cure to the debris of our time. Nevertheless our uncertainty may wipe out our faith in life, or in it's meaning. We could always close our eyes, ears and heart to all this mayhem, but for how long could we play the weird part in this game?
Well I wish I could switch on and off, like chanels on TV, and then maybe, I could, stuck in one of those..., hum, well, there isn't such a chanel on TV these days. But then, If I could I would stop at an ultramodern chanel yet to be invented, which would tell only good stories, would show only good deeds, and beautiful places in nature. The love stories there would always work out at the end and friends would never be rude to you or betray you.