Thank you Lord for another beautiful day of joy but not for the pain in my back. We'll see how it goes. I think the improvement has plateaued, but we'll see as I keep exercising. Thank you for the joys and for Mary and for life and the universe and 42 and all that is and will be in this very moment in this very point in space. Thank you for joys and socks and boots and tories and lorries and trucks and beans and tacos and macos and ships and rockets and flames and soaring to everlasting heights in Brooklyn and bridges and undersides and water and buckets and tuckets fuck its and being who I am and not mattering what people think I should be and letting myself go and cum and be and passion and licking and sucking and pleasure and palaces and icicles and warmth of the sun and dripping water and babbling brooks and sensations of icy refreshness pulling the skin tight in the dryness and soothing in the warmth of fire and hot chocolate wrapped in a warm cozy fuzzy soft blanket and being with my honey dipping my finger with honey and being content and comfortable and feeling protected in the love of myself the confidence of myself in the way I am in the being of my existence and feeling wrapped in loving arms of Mary and my own esteem and being content with who I am the way I am. Thank you for my life my existence and may I see it as all fine the way it is and may I express myself who I am the manifestation of what I am and be one with the universe allow myself to be because I am a manifestation of the universe and to try and be someone else to is to try and be the manifestation of someone else that is not my own. May I find my own manifestation. Amen.