Thank spirit of the universe for you wonderful being and my wonderful being. May we all find happiness in one another in drinks and brinks and loves and lushes and lunatics and asylums and being in bacon and cheese and burgers and love and gooeyness and chives and baked potatoes and love and one another's arms in embraces of sensuality and sex and passion and compassion and kindness in words and deeds and houses and titles and plays and shows and music and pistols and guns and holsters and bullets and belts and hats and dust and dusters and cheese and women and men and children and boys and girls and gender and identities and loving the dust and loving the dirt from which we came and are destined to lie in the end of the universe and the beginning of time all over again into juiciness and love and petting and fondling and sliding and slurping and slurpies and Sevens and Elevens and Sonics and booms into the night of fireworks and celebrating freedom and passion and patriots and living as one and finding love and losing love and wish for love with none where there is none and lost without guide and looking for nothing in darkness and finding nothing and wishing for nothing of import of wishing for coins and fountains and drinks and slurpies and sodas and strawberry things luscious in the mouth and dripping down the chin between the breasts of path of nectar leading to nectar and hardness and love and passion and oneness and pleasure and ecstasy. Amen.