I was in Scientology, long before it became a cult. One day they assigned me a counsellor. He was a tough; old retired cornel, hard as a barrack square; they don't make 'em like that anymore!
He drilled me up the streets and up the wall, commanding repetitively, (as was their form).
"Spot an acceptable energy source!"
I kept telling him, repetitively and antagonistically,
"The only energy sources are food and the sun. All food comes from the sun, so there's only ONE answer!"
After nearly two hours, he relented enough to let me have some energy in the form of a milkshake. As the girl placed the glass on the table, she flashed me a lovely smile.
She never knew it but that smile pulled me out of a wee Hell and opened a glimpse of the Cosmos!
I said, " Jack, that girl's smile energized me!" Then I noticed her figure. "And her body! And her clothes, and the floor, and the counter, and the particles of air and the glass in the window and the people and cars on the street!
The whole gold damned Shebang is an energy source! There is NO place I could look which isn't! Everything and everyone, from God to Galaxies, to humans, to ants, to photons, to atoms: ALL ENERGY!"
He bought me another glass of energy and he paid for it with energy symbols on coins,'.
A Spirit is an energy production unit! That's why there's so darn much of it around.
And the purpose of all that is SHARING!
With Love,
Huggie.
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