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I would be really happy if the harsh realistic thought that the feeling that I again have been honored to be visited by my pal Jesus, might just be the naughty bears trick to push me to a certain direction (realm of ambiences) - towards woods of wicked puppetry, exploiting ones most sacred and private moments for some wicked evildoing. I'd be really happy if I was stupid enough not to think that far. I'm still happy. I forget things fast. Did not forget the first visit of Jesus, though. we decided to quit drugs, at least for a while then. did not work out. I smile sincerely.