How many of us would presume to declare,
"Well, I'm sober and I'm happy.
What more can I want, or do? I'm fine the way I am."
We know that the price of such self-satisfaction
is an inevitable backslide,
punctuated at some point by a very rude awakening.
We have to grow or else deteriorate.
For us, the status quo can only be for today,
never for tomorrow.
Change we must; we cannot stand still.
Never become so heavenly that you're no earthly good.
S L I P = So Long! I'm Perfect.