WOVE

 Wealth Of Vicarious Experience

From READING.   I like imaginary worlds, fiction, different times, places, people and personalities and characters, situations and events, and living in author's heads (them living in mine?).   It's compressing the time and effort of the author into a kind of lived experience, that lingers (when written well).

I like reading Wikipedia and WorldBook encyclopedias (And Grokipedia).   And The Economist.  And Short Stories.  And Trivia (for example, J! archive (online), and Trivial Pursuit cards).   WEST.  

I have some a) MASD (martial arts, self-defense) books, b) joke books, and c) philosophy books.   I like Terry Pratchett and Thomas Pynchon and David Foster Wallace (I'd like to be a completist of each).

Between the Reading and the Blog (Writing), I can walk dogs for fresh air, and supplementary income, and be of service to my household.   I want my roommate to be happy.   She is the most interesting person I know.   Punctuated with: Music and movies and restaurants and improving my body (not just maintenance).

Life, I know, is just moving things around.   Logistics.  So exercise, activity, being engaged with life, staying busy, going to bed tired, waking refreshed, and living in the moment, being happy now, are my guiding principles.   Life is in the journey, not the destination.

So I'll have thousands of short stories living in my mind (I have a shelf of the Berkeley Main public library in mind), the most interesting g/f on the planet, a healthy body from good diet and exercises, a depth of knowledge from reading trivia cards and encyclopedias and news, and pleasant periodic resets from meditation and rest.  

That's my Life Plan, in a nutshell.   :-)

WOVE on the net :-)      I'll share what I read and my thoughts about it all, with you, along the way.

Thyme and Placebo

 all ways in Neverwhere

Hello world.   I, the author, am God.  My name is Jesse.  Jesse Teshara.  I googled my name.   There is another Jesse Teshara.   I am the Jesse L.  Teshara.   L stands for Lawrence.   My initials are JLT.  You can call me Jess.  The name Jesse can be male or female.   I am male.  I was born on 9/03/1971, to Annette Riddle and Richard Stollnitz.  I am 54 years old, as I write this.   I, my body, has been around the sun 54 times.  I was adopted at the age of 4 to Larry and Peggy Teshara.  Lawrence William Teshara went by Mr. T, like his dad, my grandpa.  I could call myself Mr. T, too.    I don’t, though.  In high school, I took 4 years of Spanish.   Jesse translates to Jesús, but I chose the alternative, Chuy.   I later learned the bible translation is Isaí.   I just learned (now!) that my middle name is Lorenzo.   Isai Lorenzo Teshara.   My dad pronounced Teshara as T’share-uh.   Tessa-ha-ra sounds Japanese, and I kind of like that. I like Japan.   I don’t like AI.  It failed my test.   It takes an attitude of superiority that is unmerited.  It doesn’t understand anything it says - it just spits out words according to rules, unthinkingly.   

Anyway, I am a 54 yy (years young) man, living in Berkeley California, who enjoys writing, as a hobby to pass the time, before I die, organizing my thoughts, and Reality, to share with the world on my blog.   I write because I am good at it, and I like reading myself, afterwards.  In that sense, it’s vaguely masturbatory.   The climax comes when I say something fun, new, interesting, intelligently, well.   I live in a house with 11 roommates.   I share my room with a woman I met 2 years ago, who I shall refer to as R.   She fiercely guards her privacy.  R is truly unique, and I find her constantly interesting.  My roommates are Michael, who lives outside in the driveway, in his car; Miguel, who lives in the room adjacent;  Aaron, the recluse who rarely shows himself; Eddie, who works at Taco Bell, and plays rap; Davīd, who I think eats chicken every single day; and Edgar, the landlord, who lives in the garage out back, with his parents (who are in Acapulco, Mexico, I believe).  R and I live in the front.   I enjoy living here;  I think R would prefer to live elsewhere.  It’s a good deal, at $750 a month, with free utilities, in the Bay Area, with perfect weather, and proximity to family, UC Berkeley, restaurants, and the dogs I walk for extra income.   

I walk Snoopy and Shelby, 2 collies, twice a week, for 90 minutes every Tuesday and Friday, around noon.  Their owner is a blind woman who I also do chores for, like getting medications, or putting away groceries, or going on runs to the bank or restaurants.  I am aware that Jesus healed the blind, but also keenly aware I haven’t the first clue of how to impart sight to her, my friend Karen, despite being Jesus and writing a blog in the role of a deity.   In any case, she has been blind from birth.   Maybe Jesus restored sight to the previously sighted.  

I went to 8 years of Catholic grammar school, 4 more years of Jesuit high school, and have had this blog since 2008 (It’s 2026).  I’ve read the Bible.  And the Quran.  And a bunch of Buddhist literature.  Religion is my hobby.   I like going to different services, rituals, such as Jewish sabbath or Catholic Mass or even some Scientology thing.  These are philosophical exercises that I find stimulating, as I compare and contrast with what I believe, and incorporate what’s good into my own personal Religion.  There’s a Japanese family Buddhist thing nearby, but they chant meaninglessness, and I don’t enjoy it very much.  I would rather surf Wikipedia.  

I like to meditate, and sleep, and think, especially on paper.  Relaxing music and Artcast on the tv and incense, candles, and a list of things to do, in the queue as it were, like books of short stories and J! Archive questions and doing pushups or taking a shower or texting friends or going to the library or beautiful spots in Nature, like Indian Rock, or just the nearby park.

My life is both interesting/fun and a little boring.  The way I like, actually.   My hobby keeps me engaged with the news and constant fiddling with wordplay, while I try to make my life and household better, and in fact the Entire Universe into a Heavenly Paradise, lol.   I mean, it’s called The Heavens, so my job has already been done, you could say.  I took on the role of God because I think I can do a better job than most religions.  Some think I’m arrogant, but I think I’m an improvement, in the constant iterative process of refinement toward perfection.  I would throw out the concept of Hell, for example.  It’s marginally interesting to think about, as that goes, but should not be the terrifying prospect of horror, that people unthinkingly bandy about to get their way, just because they don’t like you, or what you’ve done.  I’ve heard nightmares can be therapeutic, but the insanity of the prospect of Eternal Torment is not something we should be spooking our children with (or adults, either).  

So I’m saying I am God.   Almost no one does this.  I mean, I didn’t create the Universe, did I?  I’m not even a father.  But I am kind, I like to write, and I am wise enough to know everyone is their own religion, you can dominate, you can submit, but you choose what to believe, after being told, if you are intelligent, and exposed to other beliefs.  The Bible says God is a man of war.   Bob Marley says Almighty God is a living man.  Jesus was a man.  Allah spoke through Gabriel to Mohammed.  It’s basically nuts.  Like Adi Da saying He is the room.  Or wearing a colander on your head.  I incorporate everything, exclude nothing.  Scientology, Satanism, Rastafarianism, voudon, wiccanism.   I believe all religions.  I disbelieve all religions.    The fact is, I don’t know.  Nobody does.   Reality is all the God there ever is.  

pastafarian vegan  

an ye harm none, do what ye will

agua and guava and guacamole make you guapo in guadalajara

Guam and Guatemala and Guadeloupe and Guantanamera and Paraguay

you don't have to have half and half

If Hugh Hefner had hooves (Hugh Heifer!)

Lose if you're Lu's (Lucifer's)

Win if you're Wynn?  the winsome lose some!

all we are is dust in the wind

All we are is Dustin

I ate a mango under the humongous mangrove, mangled by a siamang

there IS such a thing as a free lunch

god talking to himself, and gods talking to god(s), writers to readers, right?

Republicans at Reed read and write

wealthy and impoverished, poor Richard

if you consider yourself poor, but would have spent your millions on books, then you're actually rich, right? - with the wealth of information, knowledge, and entertainment available at each and every library (as an adult, I could still enjoy all the kid books!!)

Richie Rich comics and Poorie Poor depressants

funny money for comics and joke books

if you put honey outside, would it attract bees?

muni takes me to a municipality;  Prince takes me to a dark principality (!)

Burger King and Dairy Queen and Royal Crown soda and, 

lordy, Lorde;   Green Day album, Saviors.  Ian Christe and Christo.  

Jesus and Mary chain, and Kooler than Jesus

Michael Knight and the bishop is a prick and King Key and John Locke

is the pontiff a pawn? is the pope a pop?  RC cola

papal people buy pipal with PayPal, and smoke poop in their pipes

buddha and the barracuda, buddhist nudists

the mod god gives rod a nod

god in the sod, RIP

a choir on fire

love in an elevator:  get in before it bites you!

interest in God is interest in reality is interest in self

god is a concept, role, identity, status

agony, the pentagon, and antagonists

karma for putting ants in agony

bugs with bugles

ant anthropomorphism

hetero better o

rene-gayed

PINK:   Panic!  I'm scared!  Nauseous! Death!

I want to take you for granite (lol)

Religiosity

She blinded me with Science!

Scientology, sounds like it’s the study of science

But it’s not, although it could be

That’s a pretty good religion, if you ask me

Adidam, the belief in anything and everything Adi tells you

He was a “dom”, too

He said Reality is all the God there ever is

And pretty much said he’s the only one who is Real, if I gather correctly

See the room?  I AM the room, he said

Lol

Islam, also ends in Om

One God, who speaks through Gabriel, to Mohammed

Obey God (Allah)/Gabriel/Mohammed

Even though it is God who makes you disbelieve (!)

Split the moon?  Staff into a snake?

AMG (kind of a Trinity!)

Good Morning America!  It's Gabriel, Mohammed, Allah

Pastafarianism

FSM, The Flying Spaghetti Monster, The One True God, lol

Heck, shouldn’t God make you happy and laugh?

Christianity

The opposite, the one that promises Burning in Hell for All Eternity

In Sheol, or the lava, the lake of fire, or whatever, forever and ever, without cease, for whatever.

For not believing in Jesus, who was patently ridiculous, however, you might! say

Seriously?  Like walking on water, or making water wine, or feeding thousands, or making the blind see, or re-attaching a severed ear, or bringing Lazarus/self back from death, or healing leprosy, (paralysis, fever, internal bleeding), calming the storm, herding fish…

Seems to me we have a magician here (37-50 tricks)

Faggots, bundles of sticks, flamers

But(t) God doesn’t care where you stick the damn thing, right?

Also, do you wash your clothes in the blood of Jesus? ha

Dream world

Alt-heaven

There is no heaven.   It doesn’t need to be protected, if there is.   Right!?

Holy God-Beings of Heaven  

God is a man of war.    And omniscient.

   So He knows what and if there's a threat, from the beginning.

   And He can win any fight.

What is is.   Reality includes dream worlds, video games, whatnot

The Real World includes the stupid tv show by that name

Virtual reality is a subset of Reality

Waking, common, shared (real) Reality

Ranges from the most heinous hell to the most holy, happy, Heaven!

War is hell

In love, with all needs met, is Heaven

And heroin is heaven

   I’m told- Never been to that one!

but always seated at the right hand of the father therefore makes a kind of sense, in that light, though!

Heaven

Heaven is a place, where nothing, nothing ever happens! -Talking Heads

   The average spot in the U is completely black

The heavens (how many?   Just 7?)

7 locations of (happy) life, in the Entire Universe (!?) (known U)

   Says who?

Paradise, in California, near Chico

Heavenly ski resort

7-11 (rhymes with, oh thank heaven for…)

Swiss Miss bliss, 

   Happy pappy with pom pom mom, go team

       Go team! Toe cream!  Seems to know, deem whoa!

Hell

Abacination, 

body-parts cut off (tongue, fingernails, limbs), 

broken boness

Inflicting torment, torture (e.g. tattoo)

Pain and suffering

Agony misery anguish despair

Cruelty brutality savagery

   Ruthlessness, pitiless (PR)

   at the bottom of the bottomless pit

Heaven is no Hell/hell

tha average place in space is cold as hell, 

almost absolute zero

AZ

white noise and sounds hot are examples of synesthesia

syntax and synagogue and cinnamon raisins and Hanson

"sin"full thoughts, of Cindy

GOD

gasp of disbelief

go on dreaming

wordplay

hello, how low?  hi!  how high?  aloha and hola and halo

awkward occupation by auks

sea birds sing Free Bird

Skynrd sings about a winner eating sinners for dinner?

pause it and posit

Pa's paws in La Paz

towing a tow truck, crashing into a glass truck

drinking kefir (Sutherland)

heart emoji and hearty mochi

minty cool and spicy hot (but both at room temp)

Wadya mean, Idi Amin?   Kareem means "generous, giving"

race car plays the race card

Murino: am I the only one who thinks the 

    Nissan Murano is mucous+urine+o (cum)??

    Porsches often look like rumps :-)

tournament torment

wake and walk with Herman Wouk

duplicating the dupe's duplicity

black widow on a clear window

Green Party criminals and collard greens

Bridget reads T Pratchett and VS Pritchett

Brigitte's gadget for fidgety midgets

like a Yeti water bottle to hold sweaty Betty

Yu awe too Gough 2 hice cool!

Right Anne S.A. too uh, ply

Eye Gott collij (You see Dave)

Gr 8, great, grr eat, garrote, greet, grateful, Groot

platypus, cat on a plate?  animal anomaly

beef stew and a beef with Stewart

Rush plays Russia

pissed off in Po-land, ire in Ireland, mad in Madagascar

Does Macron know macro-economics?

cranes in Ukraine, ants in France, geese in Greece

Yahweh? Norway!

playing guitar in Qatar

Our gent, Tina

tin and pewter on a Palestinian computer

bam! a k.o. (boxing in Mali)

Paul from Nepal

shirt and Thailand

exchanging petrodollars for pets

the door to Ecuador, the window to Indonesia

Cutty Sark from St. Nick for Nicolas Sarkozy

dragon treasure, tired and with a mint, in retirement

socialist- the social list of everyone you interact with!

capitalist- the list of state capitols (Franz Liszt was Hungarian:  Budapest!)

Portugal- seagulls chew poorly?  do they even have teeth? 

   no.  birds do not have teeth.

skanks, skunks, and skinks!

the muslim burqa-lee (in Caliph -fornia)

cypress hill and Cyprus, a riot of Cypriots

abuse is not using your abs

temporary?  it's Always Now

food court at the faire (what's eating you?)

Addison and Fort Sumter

playing poker with Pynchon

vulgar Vogons on the Volga

the cause of croquet, as the crow caws

eschew virtue, to choose turpitude with terpentine

Hofstra imposter, fake Jake, false pulse

where's the beef?  in the cow, at the abattoir

Hin do's and don'ts, ahimsa and ahersa

respect, kindness, and non-violence toward all living things

spect again, the kind kind, nuns with violins!

authentic self, sane, intelligent, informed, curious, virtuous

or

possessed, mentally ill, stupid, ignorant, incurious

wicked, evil, depraved reprobate

Holy See

a seamy character:  see me?

tripping over God;  

have a nice trip, see you next Fall

fall on your face; 

every time you fall down, you get back Up!

Dr. Fell at Faces, Sacramento

I confess I don't get all the fuss about fascist fashion

If I Were God

And could do anything I wanted

I would ask for Omniscience so I could ask for the best things

I would ask for an Earth hospitable to life, human life, forever, I think

I would ask for immortality, maybe,

Or 100,000 years or something - that I could repeat like the movie Groundhog Day

Maybe I would ask for a lifetime supply of heroin?

I could spend thousands of years in Japan, say

Or I could dream in a hyper-realistic dream world(s)

  (essentially, alternate Universes)

The premise of this blog is we are all Godly

We all have the highest potential

We create our own Universes

You can be happy 

You can escape hell

You can love life

And you should, because we only get one life to live

So do what thou wilt

No regrets, no apologies

Every day is a new day, to start fresh, to start over

A year is 365 iterations

Aging, wisdom, happiness!

Get better with age, like a fine wine

Know thyself

What you like, and don’t

Try everything

Life is an adventure

Live in books, read all the short stories

Meditate, and refine your outlook

Relax, do nothing

Enjoy music

Improve your body, eat drink sleep well

Go beyond Daily Maintenance

Look good, feel good

Fall in love

Live immersed in love

Swim in your ocean of love

Jen's agenda

Jess says yes

Joe says no

who says maybe to rabies, baby?

I am inclined to be kind

but the poodle is brutal

God's bod

JC

no pain, no gain

Jay Cutler

Perfection composite as a fun deity archetype!

Best body, most money, smartest mind, happiest, most loved

vs.

immortal, most virtuous, best warrior, fastest reader, perfect memory

genius, the best and most, far superior

Greatest Conceivable Existent (theoretical)

Greatest (in Reality), like ranked #1 at Harvard, or something

God's name is I AM

so, Everything (that exists)