It's late today , or maybe early tomorrow. I don't know. I'm listening to George Harrison sing My Sweet Lord and started to think. I may ramble. The Tito's Handmade Vodka is good. But, to get back to good old George, he sang to his Sweet Lord. Is that Jesus? Some other Lord? Who can tell me. And, while we are at it, does a sweet Lord exist? I don't know. There's so much killing, maiming, and injustice in this world, how can He be and let it happen. The history of this world is fraught with the countless souls that died because of His religion. Take your pick witch one. Old George really wanted to see him, really wanted to know him. Why? If He was there and he cared wouldn't he have comed already? How long, how many more must perish or be maimed in the name of this aberration in the human psychy.