See. No. Hey, man, great, skip the bullets. Good. All right. Yeah, perfection. Use to contact me. I can do for someone right now is I want this to be something so being noticed someone else rather close to as you said, Come down here, let us reason together. Seasoning, excreted. They shall be as well. Crimson. So Lord man, discomfort. So you can hear when the freezing can be good. To be good, you do not have to walk on your knees for 100 mi through the desert, repenting. You only had to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair. Yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscape over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers. Meanwhile, in the wild, geese, high and clean blue air or heading home again, whoever you are, no matter how lonely the world offers itself to your imagination, calls you like the wild geese. Harsh and exciting. Over and over. Announcing your place in the family of things. Wild Geese by Mary Oliver. If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don't hesitate. Given into it. There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroyed and we're about to be, we're not wise. Not very often, kind. Much can never be redeemed. Still has some possibility left. Perhaps this is its way of fighting back. But sometimes something happens. Then all the riches or power in the world could be anything. But very likely you noticed it in the instant when love begins. Anyways, that's often the case. Anyway. Whatever it is, don't be afraid. I'll explain to you. Joy is not made to be a chrome. Don't hesitate. By Mary Oliver. That's okay. Same thing. Hopefully. Yeah. Joseph.