Maybe if we all "PLAYED" instead of "WORKED" at/for life, there might be little, or at least less, reason for people to mourn for us when we die. When I have lost friends, too early (however can you ever lose friends, true friends, that is, too late?) what made me cry the most was wondering if they had gotten enough (though, what is EVER enough?)joy and pleasure while alive.

Maybe having a child, children,is, (among other urges, duh!) an intuitive urge to enjoy life vicariously, through our little legacies' play and (temporary?) freedom. Play SEEMS,to me at least, to be discouraged in adults. I would like to change that. I would like to start "Kindergarten For Adults", KFA, where especially Ph. D.'s would (temprarily,etc.,)undo their various disciplined methodologies, etc., and play, utilizing various anti (Auntie and Uncle?) exercises, involving focussing on a kind of meditation, or "anti(e/uncle)meditation".

I want to offer this KFA to all, but ideally KFA would become almost
viral to/for everyone, even children, who at least in some countries in the world have had to become adults, too soon. But, perhaps, it is, and always will be, too soon for ANYONE to become adult, when and if, to become adult, mature, etc., means to forego play, ever, even for an instant, to be "SERIOUS". The reason for this is that maybe being serious, ever, is limitation, and perhaps we were all MEANT to be limitless.

In other words, perhaps we were ALL meant to be playful and cooperatively playful and perhaps play is the meaning in itself FOR life. Perhaps competitive "play" is work, instead of being any kind of play at all! If there are any venture capital "players",(OOOPS that sounds like an oxymoron!)reading this, please consider investing, or at least investigating www.flyinginplace.com