i don't know what k. means. i don't know what having god means. i feel divine, sometimes, and then i feel bereft of god. and i believe, but not in any man-god, so what, maybe god is pissed at me, maybe i just get divine teases, then deific withdrawal. fuck that, god, i had enough of that with my old man. i'm doing fine without analysis or the god you must please. i can't give mister god. if there was a god for me it would be mister, but i wouldn't want to lay that burden on him. i said to mister before i left, i may not be able to give you god of which i am rather bereft, but i give you love, mister. and i heard that once, god is love. what could be more simple, or what more, we need to let it be.