109: Mind and body worship is vicarious, false of heart before conforming to a belief system to qualify. As for my soul, I’m too ugly to be molested. It’s true. 
But I like meeting new people and having life changing sex. Sex — that would be the interior storm window into no progress, the sum of time, not with the time exchanged of preposterously good but frail kinds of blood, the sum of good. Hoarse for weeks.