I sometimes cry when I see acts of compassion the thought that the small-scale ones are not demonstrated by everyone all the time saddens me.  For those would be my family whom i sorely miss.  Doing things not for reward but because it was done by choice out of love and passion.  My family whom loves and cares for me unconditionally .  I have never known my family here, the natural born citizens of earth.  They do not exist because the peaceful do not exist to replicate my home of world peace here on earth.  Only enemies lives here.  It is war it is death it is torture it is extortion and worse.   No, these are not my kin.  Here is the last place I'd want to be.