think it this way war to peace pain to relief .... .. but they all leave scars ugly, misplaced, foolish marks thats not the way did you enjoy the kill last week no one will ever know and you yourself were in a trance of your anger to make it count, to be lasting as a memory..pulse by pulse cherish the liveliness of life so that when u eat one you know it makes u smile you know its not a scar..