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Your pal, Jess
I'm a straight, virgo/boar INTJ (age 53) who enjoys books, getting out into nature, music, and daily exercise.

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Here's a quote from Fyodor Dostoevsky to start things off right: Love the animals, love the plants, love everything. If you love everything, you will perceive the divine mystery in things. Once you perceive it, you will begin to comprehend it better every day. And you will come at last to love the whole world with an all-embracing love.

Thursday, November 29, 2018

My Bit

on bradley, buddhism, butts, bicycling, bodybuilding, and beliefs!

What on earth are you doing? I'm writing! What about? This. That's not very interesting. Neither are you! I'm interesting. Say something interesting. Something interesting. That's the least interesting thing you could have said! Ok, how bout, “big boobs and big butts battle for bradley's fighting vehicle.” Where'd that come from? I dunno. The word 'butts' is funny. Cigarette butts are gross. Well, buttholes are gross, but people put their mouths on them, too. Fighting vehicle? Is that code for cock? 10-4, soldier. Okay, well that's slightly interesting. What else you got? I could flash my tits. You're a guy. No one wants to see your tits. Well, how bout I shave my beard? You wanna see that? If you want to. I don't care. I'm writing, though. No facial hair doesn't translate into good copy. How bout a police officer urinating? That's good cop pee, lol. That's not very funny. Well, I thought it was. How about I tell you about my week? Okay, shoot.
      Well, I woke up at 4:30a, as I do every weekday, following ben franklin, and I popped some multivitamins, drank coffee with cream, ate a bowl of oatmeal, and listened to jazz from whrb, the harvard radio station, on my Amazon Echo. My walls are thick, so I don't disturb my roommates. Then I read the day's history, from 2 books, then wikipedia, and then the encyclopedia brittanica on my computer. The 2 books are Today in History, from the history channel, and The Grim Reaper's Book of Days, which highlights a few interesting cases of who died, and how, on each date. Reading those 4 sources usually takes about an hour. I can linger on wikipedia for hours. I can find endless ways of procrastinating, when I want to. I like to use my Alexa to answer questions, so I think of random queries, progressing through the 6 question words (who, what, where, when, why, how). I have a book of trivia on alexa that it reads aloud to me, if I ask. I also like to have the device read me wikipedia articles. I bounce around radio stations, musical artists, standup comedy, podcasts, jokes, facts, news, and background sounds, like “space deck” or “rainforest sounds” or “spanish guitar” or “rap music.” I like to keep things interesting and fresh. Sports scores, definitions of words, and stupid banter with the AI to see what the programmers told it to say, are all interesting (to me, anyway). My roommate sometimes comes in and yells at it, which keeps my room lively. He calls it the “salon”. I offer my computer for email or youtube or the onion or ted talks, my tablet for wikipedia or videos, the alexa for audio whatever, and I have a huge collection of trivia cards, to pass the time, productively. Of course, you can take a nap, meditate, or just chill and chat, too. I write my blog, and check the stats to see how much recent viewership it's getting, as well as read. Ideally, I'll read a book a day. It's easier with kids books, and I have a list of the newbery winners I printed from off of wikipedia, online, that I pluck from the shelves at the local libraries. Sometimes I read the Economist and Foreign Affairs at the Cal library. Rarely, I'll go to the GTU (that's Graduate Theological Union) library, where it is quiet and lovely, and where I can pour over books like the Aletheon by Adi Da, or just the day's New York Times. I get news in my email, too, which is always demanding my time, to process it down, erasing the daily additions, which include trivia, poetry, vocabulary word of the day, a washington post news summary, a quick news review from the new york times, and daily book passage excerpts (called 'delancey'), in addition, of course, to the correspondence from family. I walk dogs 4 times a week, and sometimes housesit. I save money by going to the food pantry once a month, and there are free meals (lunches) 3x a week at a nearby church. This is how I rationalize spending money on sushi burritoes, baklava, papa john's and mountain mike's pizza, and ike's sandwiches. I'm trying to be more vegetarian. But I love my weekly treat of a pastor taco, from Los Pericos restaurant, in San Leandro. I also want to get stronger, better looking, more athletic, and fit by going to the gym. I have a discounted membership at the local YMCA. I exercise in my room, too. I used to go to the free yoga, downtown (yoga to the people), but it's been quite awhile since I've done that. I have a mat, though. As if all this weren't enough on my plate, I want to discipline myself to learn martial arts and self-defense, from youtube, or by training with actual people. Ideally, I will bodybuild, swim, yoga, walk dogs, and practice martial arts. I don't have a car, so I bicycle everywhere, as well, which is of course more cardio. I mix 2 scoops of gnc protein powder in cold water every morning, which keeps me fueled, providing energy for my daily regimen. The gym used to have mtv on their exercise bicycle tv screens, but they don't anymore, so I don't get to laugh at the Ridiculousness show I like, on that station. That's the only tv I watch, really. I have a mr. coffee, but sometimes I'll go to starbuck's or peet's and get a small coffee with room, with a pastry (I like the starbuck's chocolate chip cookie, and the peet's almond croissant). I'll occasionally go to a porn site, at home, and do my business. I have an okcupid profile, but I've stopped dating, searching, playing the field, trying. I'm happy with my books and blog. I might even write a book, someday, we'll see. I'm God, you know. Or, at least a high-level theologian, you might say. I like to think I'm a deity! Divinity is a fun perspective, to my way of seeing. And hopefully some good will come of it. Some religious folk think God is the source of all goodness, and that only God is good, and, of course, that God is love, and love believes all things, if you put 2 and 2 together, from the bible. If I find somebody who believes I might be right, while I in turn believe they might be right, while each of us still holds our respective beliefs, well that's the kind of love The Good Book is talking about, I think. Strong opinions, while still remaining open to the possibilities of alternate and even radically different explanations, keeps life interesting. It's all good, as they say. We're attached to our beliefs, and sometimes averse to others, but happiness requires we let go, and let god, as they say. That sounds vampiric, actually. Well, there's all kinds of folks. Enlightenment and Nirvana requires an open mind, tolerant, accepting, non-averse. Equanimity is the ideal, in which “good” and “bad” do not inherently exist, but proceed from attachments, which we extinguish, to delight in simply being and breathing, and to experience freedom from pain, suffering, discontent, and dukkha, while participating in the larger societal process of reducing and eliminating others' suffering, to create shambala, the kingdom, utopia, heaven, bliss, progress, whatever you want to call it. Being God is simply being good, there's nothing else to it. What's good is what makes you happy. You only live once. I've decided to ponder the great questions, and share my perspective, wisdom, insight, opinion, beliefs, values, thoughts, ideas, and knowledge, on my blog. That's what I did last week. Did that make for good reading? I dunno, depends on the reader. Who's Bradley? Well, Bradley, he found happiness in being. Breathing, meditating, sleeping, dreaming, reading, talking, creating, writing, listening, watching, eating, drinking, exercising, fucking, doing drugs, hiking, camping, working, helping, anything and everything, it was all good, nothing was bad, he loved life, and was content, satisfied, comfortable, joyful, wise, curious, educated, informed, and in love with himself, others, his girl, his family, his country, animals, everybody, everything, always, everywhere. He set an example for all of us. He lived simply. He was a simple man. Simplicity. Being, Goodness, Life. Fun, humor, laughter, play, kindness, cheer. He was a good man. He made the world a better place.  Being good. That, to me, is God.

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