I am tired tonight. I should be drunk after a whole bottle of red but I feel sobered up saved for some dizzy spells. My tongue hurts, like a cut or a pimple. I am so tired my friends. Life is too long! sigh. I am a bit scared of how I will die. What cancer it will be. I am so not perfect. I have genius and huge poetic talent. Which does NOT make of me a buddha I assure you. I dont start a whole new massive religion like Buddha. And the dog eating shit is certainly not an image buddha ever left. I cannot cry tonight. Too tired. I have listened to C'est si bon and Reddy's show Pop something on radio canada French. They are talented radio hosts.  Now too, i listent to it, it is Joni Mitchell and At last. There is so much talent in this world. When we have any, we are truly blessed. Be grateful, at whatever talent you have. Whether it seems to be at reading to others. Cooking for others. even making love to people you dont know. Talent is divine and it is never a quantity. It is a wholesome thing. A touch of divine on our rancid living. It is what makes life bearable. I hear we all have at least one talent. Look around and I pray you see everyone's talent as a  story living for their best heart each time. Amen.