"all the world's a Stage...."


imagine - not a stone monument, not even a black wall with names,
but rather a living gathering of hearts, reading each day the names
of those dead and dying in foreign lands, and not just our soldiers,
but also the civilians - the children and the old wise ones...

a living wall of readers laying bear the bleeding heart of the world,
giving voice to the names of the victims of hate and ambition....

a wall that can spring up any where - just outside the White House,
across the street from the United Nations Building,

in the commercial center of your own town, or even

just in your church or home....


Theater, Celebration, Rite, Art -

done together.....


by anyone, all over the world - that Stage we all share ....                                WHY?