Thank you Spirit for another day in heaven on earth in hell in Hades. Thank you for joys and passions and lusts and ecstasies and may I find pleasure with Mary and be in heaven and hell and share all the experiences of life you have intended for us in this day and tomorrow and yesterday and all points in time and all places in space with balls and bounces and moons and butts and cleavage and cleavers and kitchens and floors and boors and lofts and pulls and ropes and dangles and hardness and turgidness and passion and fucking and in and out and velvet and soft and smooth and gripping and being and lying and sharing and being and loving and wondering and wonderfulness and blue skies of pale blue with wisps of clouds and sharing and longing and shortening and biscuits with gravy and swamps and ponds bluefish and catfish and houses of food and bags of potatoes and Irish and Chinese and Latinos and all who are weary and all who are in need. We need compassion. Without compassion we are doomed to suffer in hell the hell of our own making and we are there. We are there we are there we are there we are there we are there we are there we are the we are there we are there we are there we are there we are there we are there we are there we are we are there we are there we are there we are there we are there we are there we are there in fear of one another. That is the problem in our country. We are afraid of one another. We are afraid.