Here's what I jotted down while watching the Animal Planet this afternoon before I snoozed off:
"Some people are like bats waiting in the darkness with their ugly little faces and their ugly little teeth. Bats, hanging upside down in the darkness. Soon they will fly into a barn and suck a horse's blood. They may poison it. Kill it even.
They don't know how to be any different. They think they are good. Wise. And right. Huddled together, in the darkness, with thousands of others just like them.
The Hells in some old paintings are similar. But in those people know they are in Hell. And know too they are depraved."
I woke, later, to the wonderful chattering of my parrots and cockatiels.