Jackpot! 179 million dollars! Why not take all that damned money and feed the hungry, clothe the naked, and turn our water back into Creation's nectar? We sit around barking about nothing getting done, about the world's suffering, and then we throw money to the wind to the tune of billions instead of thinking clearly about how to end suffering for all without annihilation at our own consumptive hands... © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime
(The Weaver's Song)