oh fuck there I was stuffing myself with chocolate easter egss thinking that bloke jesus I owe him a big one for all the chocolate I can devour today when all along I shoulda been thanking Ishtar that great Egytian escape artist. Boy we're so fucked up now. I mean Green forgive or not-forgive...turn the other cheek or bitch-slap right back surely the profound wisdom emanating from Lord Brad and his seconds-in-command Reg and M'bear has not escaped you. rendering it irrelevant when, where, how or why. all that matters IS. I'd not be so glib and expert like here (and believe me that IS - IS NOT) what comes across. You are not the defining voice on the Bible, nor are the millions who imitate your stye with their infinite variations on this redemptiom through me theme of through the looking glass, down the rabbit hole and out the other side of confusion into a Van Morrison concert where even Jesus on bass gets that shitty look from the PA man