My friend Sherille (or Ate Shi) would always say, "Hwag maging gamo-gamo." (Don't be a moth.). It's the Pinoy version of "Don't play with fire." Like a moth, there exists, at the moment, this gravitational pull towards a certain ray of light. This was brought about by a hunch or a likelihood that there was a chemical reaction there at the courtyard following a victorious battle of wits and rackets. This gravitational pull could ensure sudden death -- as the ray of light emanates from a non-singular lamp --- a lamp that would not only cause instantaneous combustion at a certain radius, but extreme pain as well. Tsk, tsk, tsk... Ate Shi is right. Better not be a "gamo-gamo".