curled up in my bathrobe , large juice in hand , i called my daughter . i did so like to see you smile when you had a little win , now and again , on the scratch-lottery-tickets . ' did you not tell me that you wish to heal the sick ? i like him more this time ; he 's at the age where you can reason with him . some parts are clear , but most of it is obscure . lets really forget about the world . and why did it look so weird ? 