Gratitude and Perspective

Thank you God for Creation. Thank you for this life. Thank you for this body, these eyes, this nose, these ears, this mouth, this urethra and anus, all the pores of the skin and the different membranes that don’t provide walls or boundaries so much as protein pumps and fluid and gaseous interfaces with nucleotides and electrons and synapses and all that really neat and cool stuff. Thank you for electron microscopes , rainbows and prisms. Thank you for internal combustion and isotopes and light frequency and experiments. Thank you for Newton. Thank you for Einstein. Thank you for Bacon. Thank you for Hobbes. Thank you for Seligman. Thank you for Yogananda. Thank you for Buddha. Thank you for Jesus. Thank you for Elvis. Thank you for Dylan. Thank you for the Moody Blues. Thank you for automobiles and tooth brushes. Especially thank you for Gilbert and George. Thank you for Sex and orgasms and chocolates and breasts and penises and poetry and music and fragrances and incense and walks in the park. Thank you for explosions and fireworks and the Chinese and zero and the Persians and arabs and camels and elephants and dogs and cats. Especially thank you for dogs and cats and birds.  Thank you for the crazy people that shout the world is ending and quote the book and now their fellow nut bars who shot the world is ending and quote the UNbook.  Thank you for the fish that survived Silent Spring. Thank you for the birds that survived the suddenly healing ozone hole and thank you for aluminum foil hats.  Thank you for the visiting aliens. Thank you for the goblins. Thank you for all souls. Thank you for my family here and passed over. Thank you for Samhain. Thank you for bagpipes. Thank you for ‘fayness’ and ‘second sight’ and Astro projection and telepathy and time warping and visions and the mystical connection with all. Thank you for the sources. Thank you for IS RA El?  Thank you for YAHWEH. Thank you for Egypt. Thank you for Canada despite the Prime Minister denying it’s existence while smoking enough pot to believe Castro is his father.  Thank you for Putin and Obama and Oprah and Bush and Zeus and Trump and Merkel and all those others murky entertaining characters in the galaxy of Hollywood and CNN And the best comic strip CBC.  Thank you for the once great Winnipeg Free Press and the once true New Yorker and the once sane BBC. Thank you for yesterday. Thank you for asylums and uniforms and weapons of mass destruction and antidotes and cures and green rooms and the BARDOT and John and Peter and James and thank you for Zuckerberg and Simon and Paul McCartney and Naomi and Esther and Samson and Velcro. Thank you for needles and thread . Thank you for knives and scissors .Thank you for this modern world .Thank you for evolution and the dream. Thank you for the present. Thank you for this city. Thank you for the oceans and streams and lakes.  Thank you for air craft and space craft. Thank you for NASA and Virgin. Thank you for the Sputnik. Thank you for China’s building islands albeit in someone else’s ocean but thank you for Amsterdam and their flowers and their reclaiming land. Thank you for the sprinkler systems in the dessert. Thank you for desalination. Thank you for solar panels and wind generators. Thank you for RNA and DNA and 3 d printing and mathematics.  Thank you for laughter. Thank you for Madame Curi. Thank you for the sun. Thank you for global heating daily and global cooling nightly. Thank you for the rain and snow. Thank you for the seasons of the year and the cycles of the sun. Thank you for radiation and lead. Thank you for MRI’s and Functional MRI”s and PET and infusions.  Thank you for Tai Chi and Yoga and Gymnastics. Thank you for lingerie and blue jeans and sports jackets and sweaters and dog hoodies and cat harnesses and snowshoes and skis. Thank you for Tinian.  Thank life after death and transformation and recovery and survival and near death and birth and children and babies and mothers. Thank you for breasts.  Thank you for miracles. Thank you for the sacred. Thank you for flowers. Thank you for milk. Thank you for coffee and tea. Thank you for indoor plumbing and running water and furnaces and air conditions. Thank you for my Mini and my Truck. Thank you for my stainless steel rifle and my chain saw. Thank you for my freezer. Thank you for ballons. Thank you for latex especially in pant waists. Thank you for couches and TVs and satellites and internet and APPLE and SAMSung and Microsoft and Sony. Thank you for Harley Davidson and Ford and KTM. Thank you for continents and oceans. Thank you for the earth and trees and plants and vegetables. Thank you for Oxygen and Carbon Dioxide. Thank you for education and knowledge. Thank you remedial education systems and English as a Second Language teaching and language teaching and pianos and Early Music Society and the Symphony and the Canucks Hockey Team and football and croquet and lacrosse and especially chess. Thank you for checkers and leggo and shoes. Especially thank you for slippers Lord and belts. Thanks for the belts and hands. I like hands and fingers Lord .Thank you for my hands. Thank you Lord for everything and more and I love you to ends of the earth and back and all around the universe and galaxy and more and more as you play hide and seek and I glimpse your jet trails in the blue sky and the clouds and the synchronicity and the the footprints and sweet scent you leave in reminiscence and passing only to stay as I come and go and run away and return. Thank you for the Prodigal Son and the sunbeams.