I have blocked out all the trauma i witnessed in open beta...who needs all that mushy mushy when you can be insane?..Besides, memories are so treacherous. One moment youGÇÖre lost in a carnival of delights, with poignant childhood aromas, the flashing neon of puberty, all that sentimental candy-flossGǪ the next, it leads you somewhere you donGÇÖt want to go. Somewhere dark and cold, filled with the damp ambiguous shapes of things youGÇÖd hoped were forgotten. Memories can be vile, repulsive little brutes. Like children I suppose. But can we live without them? Memories are what our reason is based upon. If we canGÇÖt face them, we deny reason itself! Although, why not? We arenGÇÖt contractually tied down to rationality! There is no sanity clause! So when you find yourself locked onto an unpleasant train of thought, heading for the places in your past where the screaming is unbearable, remember thereGÇÖs always madness. Madness is the emergency exitGǪ you can just step outside, and close the door on all those dreadful things that happened. You can lock them awayGǪ foreve