9.14.01 Images among images thousands of fleeting video vision the networks use to instill us with horror, fear, anger, sorrow and hate. I am possessed by one of a young child at an anonymous candle vigil looking toward his mother, her smiling, he leaning to cradle his head in the soothing arc of her neck and shoulder and of the children unnamed uncounted who have lost their soothing arc of flesh of smile of soul.