Thank you Spirit for another day of beautiful opportunity to experience life. May I always be able to see each new day an opportunity for joy, the joy for which you created us to experience in life in love in bondage in sex in love in cocks and cunts and joys and sorrows in passion in ecstasy in booties and blues and pinks and golds and bonds and crushes and stocks and wood and dirt and brown grass with beetles and grasshoppers and China and kung foo and joys and deserts and wild wests and calm easts and beasts and burdens and stones and walking and talking and dominoes and fats and wallers and hollers and greens and lushes and brushes and tines and dailies and beasts and burdens and asses and fags and smokes and blokes and bogs and sogs and blogs and words and kindness and love and compassion and jugs and jobs and bogs and more blogs and more words of power and sensation and control and love and compassion and kindness and kiths and kins and Barbies and blondes and lushness and brunettes and lushness and lustfulness and being in arms and being in kindness and well-being and preserving love and preserving berries and cherries and blossoms and capitals and sticks and hockey and pucks and William and zillions of people in bosom and love and life and well-being and up and down and all around a carousel and merry-go-round a carnival ride of and up and down and twisting and turning and anticipating and flying at the speed of light. Amen