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Hello world.  How goes? I’m listening to radio and writing instead of reading.  I have SO much reading.  Wprb, specifically.   French-language, at the moment.  I don’t speak French, but I like the music.  I prefer the music to the deejay talking.   Just like I prefer programming without commercials.  It should ALWAYS be an option to pay for no commercials, imo.  

Anyway, Memorial Day tomorrow.  Thanks, dead soldiers.  I really don’t think they can hear us or appreciate any gratitude, if you ask me.  But, hey, whatever.  So thanks.  Enjoy Valhalla.  

I’m sitting Junie and the nameless one (a black cat).   The weather is lovely, and the yard here is paradise.   There are kids across the fence jumping on a trampoline.  I ordered a pizza.  And my mom called, earlier.   She went to the GGB early this morning, when it was quiet.  Golden Gate Bridge, I mean.  She parked at the SF side, and walked across and back.  Sounds nice.

My blog is averaging 28 views a day, this month.  I bet I could boost it, if I knew some secrets.  I haven’t been processing daily history this month, or the daily news, like I planned.  That might be step 1.  Being topical doesn’t hurt, I think.   Instead of just memes and linguistic weirdness and the poetic sensibility of rhymes and assonance/alliteration.  Spells, you could say.   As if we’re all witches and wizards, lol.  Well, maybe we are.

I’m yanking my own chain.   I like reading myself.   My main audience is just me, lol.  I pass the time, talking to myself.   Writing, I mean.  So it’s public, maybe less crazy, that way.  And I don’t get drunk or eat much sugar anymore.  And they say if you want to get better at writing, then just WRITE.   Write, write, write.   Set time aside and just do it.   Not a bad way to spend the time.  It’s like meditation, in a way.  I prefer thinking of it that way (to “mental masturbation”).  At least 28 people, more or less, also appear to enjoy it.   That’s encouraging.  I want to blow up, though.  Go viral, I mean.  I’ll expand my readership, somehow.   Maybe I should work at the GTU library, surrounded by good vibes, tons of books, and, of course, God!  Ha.  Heaven is a kind of library.  I’m more concerned with making and keeping my own life heavenly than writing what everybody else wants to read, but I’m sure there’s some overlap to aspire toward.  

I like input as much as output, research as much as writing, read/watch/listen as much as talking/creating.   So I’m happy, more or less.  I have my own hell, sometimes.  It gets REALLY BAD, no lie.  Hopefully I’m through with that madness, stepped through to the other side, or something.  I won’t get into it.  The Kaiser psychiatrists aren’t much help, in my experience, either.

Sex?  I don’t.  Not on my radar.  Not even trying.  Not quite asexual (occasionally visit porn), but getting there.   And that’s fine with me.   I know sex sells, as they say, but you can go to literotica or read Anais Nin or something, instead of me.  I’m not unsexy.  I have blue eyes, and am over 6 feet tall, and am strong.  I am a little overweight, but I do (120) pushups every other day or so, and stretch a little.  I quit the gym awhile back, cuz covid.  I have a belly, like almost everybody else in this great, fat, country.  I aspire to swim and do yoga, at some point.  There used to be a free yoga place here, in Berkeley.  I had a dream I was skinny, last night.  That might be a better reality.  Eating whole extra-large pizzas all by myself is not the solution.  I like suicide girls on my instagram, but I find very few people sexy, these days, unfortunately.  Oh well.

I’m not afraid of dying alone.  I have no idea how my life trajectory will turn out.   I’m just busy,  busy, busy - with a bucket list a mile long, so I guess that’s just it.  It’s not as zombie as I’ve lead on.  I’m engaged, really, with an active mind, which is good enough, for me.  I’ve got like 17 sets of trivia, including J! Archive (online).  I’ve got 10,001 songs to listen to (I photocopied the list from the book) on my Alexa (or YouTube).  I want to read all the Hugo award winners (scifi).  My Chambers dictionary, and Spanish dictionary, and world atlas, and maybe World Book, too.   It’s like I’m still in school.  I like school, so it’s nice to assign myself homework, with no deadlines, other than death, itself (!).  Kids books (like the Newbery winners) are fun!  I could just read the entire children’s library, honestly.   And I’m working my way through Joe Frank (audio).   I’ve got a ton of books in my room I haven’t started, waiting for me.  I can read them anywhere, like in the back yard, or GTU library - I don’t have to make myself a prisoner in my room/cell.  I don’t care if I read slowly.   I don’t care if I don’t finish.  50 year old men just wanna have fun.  Ha!  

evil vampire 33 (age of Jesus at death) (2 triangles, Star of David)

1 won.  2, too. 3 on the tree (3 nails on a wooden cross). 

 I'm for 4 (for four fore).  5, five, I've F (I've fuct), pent up pentagon. 

6. sicks. 6 doctors, 6 hospitals.  sick as a dog (sics), dog-eat-dog

7.  seven, heaven getting even?  8. ate (looks like a snowman)

9.  nein!  says the german, nyet - not yet (extra terrestrial in NY?)

icy heart, cold and calculating, frozen zen 

resentment and rage and ire, spite, malice (-ism)

avengers, vengeance, best served cold (just-ice), re-venge

ants in your pants, and a dance performance

ant's aunt?  it's it,  impatient patient

waiting to lose weight, very variable

church chat

the right rite I write, redress and red dress, missal and missile, apps and apse, banquet and bang! wet (and bank liquidity), the bony face of Boniface, the piety of Pius, urbanity of Urban... Chris and Anne (part of christianity), anglican anglers (fishers of men), the messiah's mess, mass and male ass, teen chewing trident at the Tridentine Mass, you said the nicene creed nicely, redo your credo, hymns and hers, blog/log/lamb of god, solemn Saul, Greg or Ian?, liturgical urge, calves and calvary, 'sup? supper!,  fathers sings fa, rich ritual, charity chair, piss in the loo (epistle, hallelujah), god's spell and misspelling gospel, basketball player and sanctus (sink 2)...  mints, mincemeat, and sacraments/enlightenment;  last supper and baby's first supper;  supper with uppers, Roma and amor, love and evolution, Eddie Haskell and paschal, passover and the underpass, worship on a war ship, Patton's paten, hannibal lecter as lector, hong kong-greg-ation, a piece of the peace, a priest is pre-something/saint, absolution and the 6-pack solution to flabby abs, professor at confession, hostess host, biological host (parasitic, mutualist, or comensalist symbionts), turn off your phones for the antiphons!, introit in Detroit, penitent in the pen/tent, sinful faithful and full of it,  LOW - liturgy of the word, sacred sacramental sacrifice of the sacrum, doctor's doxology, spawn response, Jane's addiction (3 days) and the triduum, annoyed at being anointed, holy matrimony and matrix-money, damnation of a damned nation, requiem for a wreck, sanctity of titties, holiest hole, hola and hole ahh.  O law.  antique christ!

Minimum misery, maximum mastery

(Niels Wilhelm) Gade, (Jules) Massenet, 

Lorde,  Your own personal Jesus -depeche mode

Heyzeus, Crystal method

Geezus, J-zoo

Punch us pilot, the perfect prefect

Rose from the dead (like pushing up daisies)

saintly sanity, demonic dementia (and st. nick!)

   heavenly trinity of heroin, fellatio, and chocolate

install Stalin;  put in Putin

   input and bathroom stalls

   chinese takeout

goddamn the pusher - steppenwolf 

cocaine - eric clapton; crack music - kanye west

heroin - velvet underground/lou reed, nico

opium of the people - slipknot

acid mothers temple

methamphetamine - old crow medicine show

marijuana - cheech and chong

mdma - little sis nora

the magic mushrooms (rock band) 

the perfect drug - nine inch nails

I want a new drug - huey lewis and the news

psychedelic furs

jane's addiction

E network

I don’t miss mass

I like life

I enjoy boys

I love the doves above

and taking girls for a whirl

  Doing curls until I hurl

jen likes men

him n’ women

Hm, hymns to hum

Homily for the family (and Amelie)

Anyway, Yahweh, causeway, no way - weigh!

Write about a bite

Sink your teeth into heath

Chew on Chuy

Eat Pete

Drink in the ink

Read the feed

Thirst for the worst

Destroy Troy

Demolish the polished

Wrecked in a sec

Slaughtering otters

Natural snatch

Hunger for anger

Rage in a cage

Hate your mate

Wrath aftermath

Fury with Uri

Tragic magic

drive and arrive

Insane pain

Cruel rule

Vicious and malicious in Mauritius

Rotten cotton

Mad, bad, sad dad

Dom mom

‘Nam bombs

Calm but with qualms

Wicked dickhead

Evil Knievel, ruthless ruth, depraved at the rave

Drug thugs, muggers

pope on opium,  heroine on heroin

Hug a bug

Insects in sex

Entomology into mauling OGs

Original gangster, wankster

Criminal subliminal

Buy it or cry, diet or die, eat meat

Take a seat, steal a chair

Groovy movies for the juvies

Juvenile crocodile

Alligator haters

Stupid cupid

Dumb bums

Idiot video

Television fission

Vision incision

Wife under the knife

The day after the night before

Hafta join Nafta

Politics and many ticks

politi-CAL

Bloodsuckers, leaches, vampire bats

Red lollypop, lol

terrorists on the terrace

gentlemen rough-housing

exotic, exciting, and extravagant

award, reward, ward, war, wa

gratitude and grace

fought and got shot

ones: money, women, omen

   my one, wo/men, amen

   women: wo/men, whim, woe, whoa, double-you

8

eman8, infiltr8, inciner8, incarcer8

s8 anne nick, anne nihil 8

m8 and d8 k8, f8 h8

b8 and w8

  L8 ghoti

bill G8s

ir8 with h8 at sp8

2 L8

n8's p8

r8 dorian y8s

acceler8, integr8, celebr8, medit8, lucubr8

termin8

heaven

even, ha!  neva, eh?

goading god