I am ready to go to sleep soon. Danzig and Krakow are in their waterbeds with heavy lids. I am on the floor with my false inflatable wife and Beth is in the hallway. All is as it should be. Stars are accumulating around my pores and I am proud to say I am feeling the love of donkey love and looking forward excitedly to the lack of understanding of everyone around me in relation to my self and my practices. Never will I share my complete inner fortitude with anyone. I am truly alone and truly secular, a monster in my midst. Thank you. Telegraphically yours, MM. PS - The summer love is gaining ground. The longest day approaches, mind yourself for terror may creep in to the waning darkened hours without warning. Pestilence is in the foreground.