Oh God of Play, I have by now uttered so many words to describe you, to explain your boundaries and general guiding principles, to show why you are needed, to guide others into you and not the profane, and yet I have not truly evoked you. I have not yet fully dived into your actions and manner of being. I dip my head overzealously and dribble some spit onto your altar – my humble apologies oh playful one. I will now begin again. Begin by playing. For to truly show what you are, author and reader must play together. And although we’ve already begun playing together, let us now watch ourselves play as it is happening, and name it, and notice it. Let’s play with thoughts.