Mastodawn

I do not wish to live in the Gummy Universe.

Sugar-hulud

Bless the Maker and His sweetness. Bless the coming and going of Him. May His passage cleanse the world. May He keep the world for His people.

I must not get diabeetus.

Diabeetus is the mind-killer.

Diabeetus is the little death that brings foot amputations.

I will face my insulin injection.

I will let it pass over me and through me.

And when it has gone past, I will turn the test strip to see my blood-sugar.

Where the diabeetus has gone there will be nothing.

Only Wilford Brimley will remain.