The Twentieth Nineth Day of the First Month of the New Millenium Plus Four

Yes Thy Flock - the eigth day of the sixth month is written in the heavens - We shall ne'er see the likes of THAT twoeth times bifold!

Glory be to thee - Thine art getting more and more back to Thy old fascination with a phallus fit for a God - oh, strangeness, my small (4") Newtonian Wee Willie Winkie served Thee very well for so many rotations of the Great Ball of Fire - but promise always, a big instrument one day for Thine own self, if Thee could conjure it. finally!

A 12'' enlargement this year!

And thou are still setting it up.

It's nice,

It is great and wonderous,

but the improvement in what a giant thing such as Thine own erection can DO is NOT as amazing as naively thought - Thee had forgotten that the limiting factor on creating awe and wonder is a willing partner SEEING the greatest creation of all - Thy Gods the LORD God Freddie, Roger the Divine and John the Mysterious still do scoff at Thy creation!

Fear not! I say, but they will not play.

Thy feels pretty crap most of the time... but give Thee a good clear calm night ..... a different story to shall it be!