Fancy Words for Body Functions

 sneeze,      sternutation

sweat,        perspirate

shit,            defecate

piss,            urinate

cry,             lacrimate

bleed,         sanguinate

spit,            expectorate

burp,          eructate

blink,         nictitate

fart,            flatulate

:-)

a whole lotta hola!

Cool stick

 I think it looks like an alien wiping its butt.    Good for the bathroom.   My girlfriend thinks it's being held back.    I like it, whatever it is!    It makes me happy.

Thought on Insanity

Sum Thawt on Being a Cashew

just kidding.   Cashews aren't really nuts.  Ha.

Sanitize your sanity!  Insane people have dirty minds?   I'm crazy about you.   You filthy slut.   Let's roll around in the dirt.   Are you into coprophilia?  Ewww.  lol.   

If you're sane, however, you grok The Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (?).   Or you have pure thoughts.  Or you've been brainwashed.   Or you're a pure something (psychopath? saint?).   You can be a pure soul with a pure heart and still be a pure psychopath??   Does anybody know what we're talking about?

A shrink

Shrunken heads, from the Tsantsas of the Amazonian rainforest, is the origin of psychiatrists as 'shrinks', I think.    It was a 3 part process:  remove the skin, boil, and "further process" (whatever that is).   It was about warrior power, and enemy subjugation.    Psychiatrists "reduce" mental problems, but the term is derogatory.    I think of flaccid members, too (and Big, on Sex and the City). 

The worst psychiatric problem, the most serious mental illness, is generally thought of as Schizophrenia.   I had an interesting thought in the shower today.   What if schizophrenia were de-pathologized, just like Homosexuality was?   Why should something you just ARE be considered sick, ill, diseased (i.e. pathologized)?   I mean, some of us are healthy.   In other words, we've adapted, enjoy ourselves, love life - and consider it telepathy, or spiritually open.    I sometimes wonder if everyone is in some way Schizophrenic.   Voices are basically just a conversation.   If you can control it?  If you can turn them off?   When people talk to God (pray), who are we/they really talking to?  Or, when you talk to yourself?  Weird.   

Medication has helped me.   At least, I think so.   Who knows if I'd have been better without them.   Anyway, I wonder if diagnosing people (maybe you should reconsider telling a psychologist one of your parents is schizophrenic) is just part of a conspiracy for Pharmaceutical Company Profit.   I don't actually care all that much.   I'm enjoying my life.  But if your voice is a friend....

It's not an illness IF:    1.  Your longevity is not impaired.     

                                    2. You're happy

                                    3.  You don't need medications - to survive, to function, to be well, to thrive/ love.

Final note:  Life itself is a "disease", with 100% mortality - we all die from it.  (a new slant on the phrase, Sick Of Life).    Maybe it's upside down, and ordinary life is Sick, and some of society's "sickest" are the least delusional.   Just a thought.   Food for thought.  Einstein said the definition of mental illness is doing the same thing over and over again, and expecting a different result.  Also, everyone with a voice has a voice.   Politicians like to say they're giving people a voice.   You want to find your voice.   Businesses use "invoices".   Silence of the Lambs has the line, "You don't want Hannibal Lecter in your head."  Listen to the little voice in your head.   The Dead Milkmen, sing 'There's a little man in my head'.   the Bible says, Do you not know that you are not your own?  (Maybe being possessed is worse than being schizo!).  Oral sex is sometimes having someone in your head.   Schizophrenia means literally "split mind" but psychotherapists commonly split the mind into components (like ego, id, superego, thanatos, eros, etc.).   The 5 personified emotions in the Disney movie Inside Out are: Fear, Anger, Disgust, Joy, and Sadness. 

Talking to yourself.   I'm writing this blog to myself.   I mean, I want everyone to read it.   But I'm thinking it onto the blog by myself, in "dialog" with whoever might prospectively read it in the future, and engage with me about it.   Writing is a bit crazy, no?   And the term "myself".   Maybe you have a single idea of what your Self is, to the exclusion of God knows how many Other Selves.   Maybe some things are best left unsaid, unthought.   I've always thought the phrase "never mind" was absolutely Nuts.  I love to think.  (Pretty sure it means "don't be bothered", not "don't use your mind").

On the current Madness about fascism, and imperialism, like Sauron spreading his evil like a black cloud across the globe...  Aren't we all connected to everything, already?  Interconnectedness, as they say.  Always have been and always are and always will be.   It's just the way things are.   The best, worst, richest, poorest, most virtuous, depraved, and big, little...  We're all in this giant ball of wax together, and I believe Million Watt Babies have as much power as Trump or Musk.   Maybe I'm wrong.   

"Counterfactual" as misinformation, disinformation, misleading, delusion, lies, error, fiction, falsity, untruth, distortion, and mischaracterization.  (!).    Alternative facts, lol.

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aside:   Good job, Gujarat!  Reduced redoing.   Damon the demon from Mendocino.   Tina S is a saint, Santa!  J'suis juicy JC, Jesse.  Josie from Jersey likes JayZ and Jeezy.   Whiskey whisperer.   Finally fine.  Persuasion to buy an asian purse.     Slow Sleepy Boring Hypnotic Music.    There's no rhyme or reason, no reward or punishment, to good or bad, health or disease, safety or crime.  It's random luck.   Chance, serendipity, and kismet.  I can only imagine that God only knows.   God makes things right, (but it always already is?).   Open up the Heavens?  Infinite space is somehow Closed??  The light of natural reason, and the darkness of hell.   Tik Tok, tick talk, hey this is good blood!  Much ABO about nothing.   What is the point of just saying words?   Just noise!  Like crows cawing.   Caw!  This is the word of the lord.   Pick a book, peekaboo - library ghosts.    Indivisible and invisible.  Hi, steak!  High-stakes criminals.   Fellatio and falsetto.   Ingenious and ingenuous.   Orgasm organizations.  Sex for six?  Fake fux for fickle folks.  Orgasm dot org and cum dot com.  GatorAIDS, lol.

Banality of Evil

Banality means it’s boring, trite, everyday, commonplace, unremarkable… How sad.

The Horrible Things We Fantasize About….   There are movies like Kill Bill, etc.   We like our superheroes to beat up on the bad guys.   We are all positively insane about vengeance.   Loopy Lou and Mad Madden and Insane Zane, ate Crazy Crayfish (and nuts).   Darth Vader and The Emperor say to Let the Hate flow through you.  Our minds are private, and we imagine all kinds of private things to help us cope.   Like using the force to make things fly through the air or whatever.   Life is full of indignities, the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, things that make you go gr.   If you hurt painfully enough, or for long enough, you want justice, revenge, payback, karma, even pain, on the perceived perpetrator(s).   It’s enough to impart compassion for the most heinous criminals, actually.  I mean, I understand, at least.   Every single one of us, the devil inside, sang INXS.    Personally, I am completely, utterly, totally fed up with head shocks.   Enough.  I feel judged, tormented, and aggravated, unjustly.   It’s kind of a nightmare.  But if my tormentor were to be karmically afflicted with a right and just (proportional) retribution, I would have to admit maybe anticipating some pleasure from that idea.   I would have my satisfaction.   Life should not be, as Buffy said in BTVS, a “big sucking thing,”   full of malice and resentment and misery and depression and thirst for blood / vengeance.    It should be happy, fun, entertaining, sexy, and alive.   No wonder people get twisted.   Victims should not be savage and terrifying.   There shouldn’t be severe childhood abuse, and deep-seated hate for one’s own identity.  Matt Groening titled his comic, Life is Hell.   Ha, funny.   Militaries should not exist.  Nuclear weapons and flamethrowers should not exist.   A God who is the Source of All Goodness should not be a hypocrite who says Thou Shalt Not Kill, but is documented in the biblical murders of 2,821,364 people (sinners, presumeably).  We should not all be conditioned to Learned Helplessness.   Crime should not exist.  Meditation hardly seems like the solution.   I think it can be, though.  (“Meditation is the process whereby we gain control over the mind and guide it in a more virtuous direction.   Meditation may be thought of as a technique by which we diminish the force of old thought habits and develop new ones.” -Dalai Lama).  So, first mind, then character, then behavior.   Everything helps.   The bible says everything is frustration, futility, absurdity, nonsense.   You can be a vicious and violent virtuous victim.  You can be a kind psychopath.   Making a difference can be making a difference.  Myself, I squish bugs and eat meat and write.  If Only God is good, and God killed “only” 2.8M+ enemies, well….   what are we teaching our children?  The bible also says not to repay evil with evil, but if vengeance is considered virtue, probity, and righteousness, then it’s all basically Whatever, I guess.   I still have MY values, (Bible) God be damned, alright?  We are all dark, the most virtuous among us, especially.  That’s what it is to be human.  We must cultivate peace and equanimity.   Fairness and justice get perverted into some big malicious act of vengeance that makes nothing better besides satisfying a hunger for karmic payback and punishment (sometimes, “seven-fold”).   I don’t like it.  Not at all.   I’m happy in my cocoon, fulminating against evil and hypocrisy, and staying out of the fray.   If there’s a perfectly virtuous psychopathic God who is the Source of all goodness killing the wicked willy-nilly, well maybe more power to him.   But that God is not me.  

Nobody is pure evil, and anyone who is pure good would let these supposedly depraved demons live, as I see it.  It's all good.   I mean, life is good.   For me, now, at least.   I know it gets twisted.

Pentecost

 Tongues of fire

Pentecost has nothing to do with being pent up, or repentance, or a penthouse.  The etymology relates to the number 50, so it is actually related to 'pentagon.'.  I've had a lengua burrito, which is beef tongue (off a fire).   The Holy Spirit is what fills you with life.  What the vampires call "blood."   What the psychic vampires call 'prana' (life force).  What most of us think of as Breath.   And what some of us think of as "members" (of the body of christ), spearing it, filling us, that sort of thing.    God is "up to" something.  We're a "small part" of the Christian body.   One body, one spirit, corporate.   Corpse, spear, hole.   Praise (p raise), bind us together (bondage), give us love for one another, spread the "mess"age, holy bible (holes and bi), discipline and devotion of dad.   Speaking of food, the lord is my strength (eat up!).   Are you experienced?  Experience the spirit.   Naked kids en"roll" in bread-making class.    Kinky king, and organ music.    Through with in and of (2,5).   Amen.

Other fun thought

Presents of God.   God's gift.  Do your pants breathe (pant pant).   The living room has come alive.  Holly bible.  Bibs, bibles, and babies.  At work, like the prophet Job.   Nice work, if you can get it.  Weight of the world, wow.   Wearing my Heal And Transform hat.   Have windy words no limit?   Consequential con consciousness.   Pre-priest.  Prophet profits.  Moses' MO.  DiSCI-ples of SCI-ence.    Hymnals and him-null.    Refuse refuge.   Nude and new D.   Hell Ack as Help?   Hel P  (:-P).    Satanist statements.   Hostile toward hostages.   Paws and caws, dogs and crows, pause and cause.    Eunuch units.    Druse Jews.   Servants serve ants!  Coven-ants?  ANT-hropology!   We're a part of Nature, stewards of Nature, children of Mother Earth, animals on this ball of rock and water, floating like a speck in the inky Vastness of space, waiting to die, going to Hope Arkansas, and Paradise California, and Hell Norway, and Barstow.

Psychopathy

Pure Psychopath.

Psychopathy is short for psychological pathology, which might make you think it’s synonymous with ‘mental illness,’  but it’s not.    It’s pronounced sigh-cop-uhthee, so it’s got cop in it, but really you should be looking at the ‘chop.’   Psychopaths are sociopaths.   The terms are used interchangeably.  A sociopath is a person with a personality disorder manifesting itself in extreme antisocial attitudes and behavior, and lack of conscience .  A psychopath is defined, alternatively, as having a chronic mental disorder involving abnormal or violent social behavior.  It is not someone who has traveled down some psychological path.   We all do that.   Anyone with a mind has a mindstream and a flow, like a creek (or river), that follows its own path to sea.  If this were the case, every book would be a psychopath.  Or song.  Or movie.  A path is not pathological.   I had a cousin named Patrick Hennessy (Pat H).  He was not synonymous with pathology, either.   In any case, psychopaths enjoy evil, have no remorse, don’t stop, and become adept at hiding it and blending in.  They comprise 1% of the population, and 15-25% of prisoners, and x% of politicians, etc.   They are cold, manipulative, impulsive, and lack remorse.  They thrive on pain and suffering and getting away with criminal abuse.  Wait, I'm confusing it with sadism.   There's obviously some overlap.    I guess its power, control, deception, attention, and admiration.   The "lay-definition" of evil.  You get the picture.  Mental illness is a larger category.   Mental disorders and psychiatric disabilities fill the DSM-IV (Diagnostic and Statistical Manual), which enumerates over 450 distinct definitions of mental illnesses, in 11 categories.   Zooming out further, there are over 2500 known infectious diseases, and over 300 non-infectious diseases, like heart disease, cancer, and diabetes.  So, you can get sick in, what?  Like 3250 ways??  (some sources cite 10,000+).   Psychopathy is just one.  

*The 11 categories of mental illness, per the APA (American Psychological Association), which publishes the DSM, are: 1. neurocognitive, 2. Schizophrenia spectrum and other psychotic, 3. depressive, bipolar, and other related, 4. intellectual, 5. Anxiety and OCD, 6. Somatic symptom and related, 7. Personality and impulse control, 8. Autism spectrum, 9. Neuro-developmental, 10. Eating, and 11 Trauma and stressor-related.    I don’t know what the descending order of prevalence is.   Psychopathy belongs to 7.

Other psychology:   Synaesthesia.    Synesthetes blend senses.   So, like, "white noise".   Or cicadas make it "sound hot".    Or smells have shapes.   Or words have tastes.   Crazy!

Some more interesting psych:  Target sells body sprays ("Hair, Body, and Linen Mists") called "being frenshe" (I used to date an Ellen French) that come in 7 varieties, all of them trying to be therapeutic:  These include:  Empowered and confident, Joy and bliss, Soothe and comfort, Present and grounded, and Unwind and Rest.    What are we really buying, people??

How many diseases are there?  How many KINDS (categories) of diseases are there?   How many ways can you get Sick Ill and Diseased?  My Amazon Echo smart-speaker (Alexa) says:  30,000.   Google says there are "countless specific diseases within each category."    The NORD (national organization for rare diseases) lists over 10,000 rare diseases.   Diseases can be communicable (contagious) ('infectious' is slightly different) or non-communicable.    Hereditary (genetic or non-genetic).   Physiological (impaired functions, organs, or tissues).  Deficiency (lack of nutrients; i.e. vitamins and minerals).   Cardiovascular (heart and blood vessels).  Cancer (over 200 known types).  Mental Health Disorders.   All together?   Who the heck knows.   God save us all.   We're all gonna die!!!  Ahhhhh!

So I read 'The Psychopath Test' by Jon Ronson.   It's not a test.    It's about psychopathy (and madness in general), and is both funny and scary, with horror stories and humorous anecdotes.  He's a good writer.   The name Jon Ronson makes me think of Don Johnson and Charles Bronson.  He wrote 'The Men Who Stare at Goats', which I haven't read (or seen; it was made into a movie).  The test referred to is (Bob) Hare's checklist.   It's a 20 item inventory of personality traits.  (Wikipedia page about, link).   The scary thing is, if you pretend to be (or are misdiagnosed as) crazy (some guy quoted a bunch of movies to get out of prison), it can be very difficult to change your status (and get released).   I came up with something kinda fun: "violent antisocial mental psychopath in relation to everyone' (vampire).    An interesting description of a psychopath is, "a talking mask simply going through the motions of feeling deeply."    In other words, knowing the words but not the music.  One guy interviewed was described, comically, as probably having a grandiose sense of self- worth, sitting in front of a giant oil painting of himself.       Another guy held a press conference to announce himself as the messiah (lol).  

I am NOT announcing myself as a messiah (I'm not).   And I hear the music (and often not the lyrics).   I am what I am.   I am a deity and I am an ant's fart, like everybody else.   So there.    I consider myself grounded and realistic.   I am never bored.    I'm more of a pathological truth-teller.   I don't want to do the full 20 point run-down.   I'm just not.   I was voted "most kind" in grammar school.   I'm a good guy.   If life were a video game, maybe I'd off some bad guys - but it's not.  I imagine we all sometimes want to do horrible things to each other, which is normal.   I published a thousand reasons people kill - to nullify and overcome them.   This is probably an ongoing lifelong process for most of us.  Malice, hate, and resentment require loving-kindness meditation and equanimity.   I seek to espouse -and embody- compassionate service.  I don't know why my doctor recommended this book, but I enjoyed it, and maybe you will too.   Psychopaths are interesting.   Best to read about them, not suffer them.  

Interestingly, the head-shock thing was mentioned.   I've suffered them for years.  Ronson describes his own:   "Normal people definitely didn't feel like they were being electrocuted from the inside by an unborn child armed with a miniature Taser, that they were being prodded by a wire emitting the kind of electrical charge that stops cattle from going into the next field."    And then, also, he quotes L Ron Hubbard (founder of Scientology), "A person drugged and shocked can be ordered to kill and who to kill and how to do it and what to say afterwards.  Scientologists, being technically superior to psychiatrists, and about a hundred light years above him morally, object seriously to the official indifference to drug-electric-shock treatments...Someday the police will have to take the psychiatrist in hand.    The psychiatrist is being found out." (1969)

X

Solving for It

the number of:

stars, galaxies in, distance across (the known U)

lifeforms, habitable planets

sun, earth deadlines

population, causes of doom

Nuts?  Space-faring requirements, terraforming requirements

what else?  read, write.  number of books, how to not make space boring, sex, good food, dream machine, Star Trek tech (holodeck), dna alteration, stasis, space-dust safety, exercise/ healthy vitality.  

Make Mars into a space ship.  Or Earth, itself.     Or the moon.    Thrusters!  

What is the number of numbers?  X.   You could fill the universe with numbers.   Like googol.   Is there a symbol for googol?  A googol googol googol googol googol googol (times a googol).   You STILL wouldn't have Infinity!!!!   Even a Yobi-Googolplex isn't.   Infinity is not Real*.   In this world the only thing certain is Death and Taxes, said Ben Franklin.  Death is not only certain, it is Infinite.   You'll be dead forever.  Space and time (and spacetime) are all infinite.   God's love is infinite.   I don't know.   Can you think of anything else?  I can't.   8 is 8.   8 is not infinity.    Even if you read it sideways, lol.  

I can't imagine things otherwise.   How can space just stop?  Or time?  The Monty Hall problem make me think that I'm smarter than Marilyn Vos Savant.    The Wikipedia page goes on and on.   But she's wrong.   There's a difference between in theory and in reality.   There's a 100% chance of what's real being that way, even if there are a million theoretical possibilities.   There's a 50% chance of one possibility being right of 2 possibilities, theoretically.   This is an important distinction.    You grok?

My name is Jesse Teshara.  Jest.   My dad is Larry Teshara.   Tesla.   Mom, Peggy Teshara.   Egypt.   

Or, Jetta, Tesla, PT Cruiser, GLT (a family of cars!).    Vroom.

*a googolplex googolplexes is still not infinity

The Final Frontier

your left ear, the right ear, and the final front ear (ha)

Anyway, Space, The Universe, The Vast, The Cosmos, The Void, The Infinite Volume, The All, Everything, Reality, The Mind-Bogglingly Big Never-ending Expanse of Inky Black...

Everything in the Universe is vibrating, I am told.   And "empty space" is not actually empty, too.  Spacetime is full of good stuff.   So the Universe is bounded by absolute zero, where nothing moves, and there is no heat, and the boundary is only-god-knows-how-much-further-out from the limits of our telescopes and understanding (the "known universe").   I have heard the "average point in space is pitch black" which is interesting, I guess.  Hawking said spacetime "began" with the Big Bang and therefore there was no time "before" the Universe popped/exploded into being.  I don't buy that, myself.   Space is infinite, and time is, too, if you ask me, but what do I know.    

I suppose all the stars will wink out and the Universe will go dark, and everything will return to being All Black ("murdered out" (??) - like a rapper's Navigator, ha).    But I know nothing on that score.   Shit, maybe every square inch will be filled by light.   I don't think I care.

Space is the place for Ace hardware, Ace Frehley, and Ace Ventura.   Ace Young and Ace Old.   Racy lace and cold cases.   Anyway.   There are x stars in x galaxies across a known universe x distance across, with x forms of life, and x potentially habitable exoplanets, and x years left before our sun engulfs our planet, which has an estimated x years left anyway before the x population of earth all die from x.

If we are to be a space-faring species, we need to do x.    Terraforming involves x.   The technology we have already developed is x, and the tech we need is x.   Solve for x.

wordplay: cetaceans of the cretaceous,   cruel crew make me long for kind kin,   Jewish/ Christian Jesus Christ's job/career as a joiner carpenter.   Your ordination has been ordained by God.    Retarded and rewarded.   All or nothing, and awl or something.   Marrying the Universe?  Knot at all!    The face of faith.   Rene and Stimpy.   Bed time and the end of times.   The sibilant sounds of Slytherin, where syllables of speech using S signify and symbolize the sinful hissing of a satanic serpent.   Ack-kill-lades for legis-slay-tors.    LOL, law of the land.   The dom basketball player dunked on a drunk.   Sticking to hard and fast rules doesn't always make the best porn, said the Baptist rapist.  Ruin8.   Murdering murderous Murdock with merciless malice and meanness.    Loving the dove hovering above with kid gloves.   Washing Washington with pure love, pure fury, and pure cure.   

Godman

 They call me the working man... -Rush

We can be Raw or At Peace, but we should expect the world to get better, and make it so.   Apathy and resignation -and making the world worse- are Unacceptable.   Cruel to be kind?   The world must get worse before it gets better?   The world is overpopulated?  These are tricky spells.  God says, Be Good.  The Bible says only God is good.   My blog says I am God, and You are, too.   But I realize Godhood is not for everyone.   Many (most?) like to Submit.   Also, lots of people can't stretch their prior definition of God to include other things... But the Good Book doesn't say everything.

So I think about God a lot.   I'm a philosopher.   Anything religious, spiritual, good.   I write, so I use words, and the Word was God.   God is love, and God is a man of war - a lover not a fighter.   A prince of peace (a mop and a pop?).    Men of peace study Aikido, they say.   Love is devotion and delight (Being a dad is not in the cards for me, though).   Love is respect, care, kindness, sensuality, laughter, joy, bringing out the best in each other.  But love is not always fun.   They say it is hard work.  Love takes Grit Determination.   Lovers shouldn't just have sexual chemistry, in my book, but Partners should also a) grok and understand each other, b) be Friends, Companions, Simpático, and c) Commit to each other, being faithful and true, without cheating, inoculated against temptation, with devotion and dedication.      

God is I AM.   There's a lot of existence, with and without brains.  All in all is Allah we are.  God, man.   Far out, cosmic.   God is Always and Everywhere?  Well, that means...  

God is dead.  God is everything, the whole ball of wax, the system.   Things are dead.   People are things.   People are bodies, and bodies are complex objects.  Mind.    Like spirit of radio.  Radios are objects and radio waves are a thing, too, so to speak.   Your mind is like a parachute, it only works when open?   You should be spiritually open.   Come on in, Everybody!   Just shut up.   It's a meditation hall, not a freaking rude babble party.  I mean, I'm alive, but when you think about it, we're just breathing objects that move and stuff.   I'm not willing to say that objects are alive.   I really don't think rocks have consciousness.  You need neurons for that.   But jellyfish are alive.   Heck, I dunno.

Adi Da was a Godman.  Jesus, Buddha (kind of), and even L Ron, in his own mind.   We're all entitled to think of ourselves any way we want.   God of Gods will judge all gods?  Delusions of grandeur aren't delusions if you're really grand.   I think everybody is, actually.   But you can also say everybody are ants, on this rock in space, important to ourselves, but in the Vast Space of an Infinite Universe?  Totally infinitesimal, puny, meaningless, trivial.  Maybe this is good news.

Goddamn Godman, God Am (His/Her name is Iams cat food).   I am what I am.   What I shall prove to be.  Who Am.   Who are you?   God is everything, and we are all Nothing, nonexistent, really.   Punier than ant farts.  I'm not nullifying your life.  You are the ruler of your own skull-sized kingdom, which can be Near-Infinite!   A brain is a wondrous thing.   Omnipotence is a helluva drug.

God is just a concept.  It is not possible to be Omnipotent.   To Create a Universe (unless you mean something like a Marvel Universe).  To know Everything (even if you are a Supercomputer reading the Internet, I would say).  But it's fun to play with.   God is the source and embodiment of Virtue, God is good.   Just like the Devil is evil.   It's just wordplay, that goes ON and ON and ON.   Sorry.

Are some folks more God than others?  More virtuous, or more holy, or more powerful, or more knowledgeable....   Heck, some people are telepaths and generate eidetic imagery, like Morpheus.   Spiritually open folks can have networks operating within them, entire corporations and collectives.  I happen to think the lowliest baby, the stupidest and slowest individuals with intellectual disability,  the craziest most deluded psychotic mentally ill person, and the tiniest ant, are all equal, equally holy, equally God.   Not just bloggers like myself.   It's all good.   We have our preferences about what's better.   But life is absurd for everyone, from the brilliant billionaires to the bloody, bitten gobbled-up bulls.  Where's the beef?  It's okay, OK?   Who the hell gives a fuck what you you are?   You're a saint?  Good for you.  You're a psychopath? Good for nothing.   I mean, the sociopaths find joy in their own ways.   Whatever.

G-D's

G-D is what some jews use for 'God' or 'YHWH'

Here's a list (glorious deluge of?) Acronyms that fit the Bill:      Good Day!  Groundhog Day.  Garbage Day.  Gosh darn.   God-Devil.  Guns Drugs.  General Disarray.   Glory Days.  Gray Davis.   Geena Davis.  Gaetano Donizetti.  Gustave Doré.  Gerard Depardieu. Guzzle drink.  Grave Danger.  Generous Donor.  Gradual Destruction.   Gorgeous Doll.   Gangster Disciples.  General Dynamics.  Google Data.  Great Detective.  Good Deeds.  Gum Disease.  Gentle Dental.  Garbage day.  Gluten-free Donuts.  Genetic Drift.   Gaseous Diffusion.  Geodesic Dome.   Glacial Deposits.   Genetic/ Glandular Disorder.   Global Development.  Government Departments.  Gas-Diesel.  God daughter.  Grand daughter.  Gold Dust.  Gold Digger.   Go Down.  Guy Dude.   Gonorrhea, Goitre, Grave's Diseases. Good Dame. Gold Dollar.  Grateful Dead.   Golden Dawn.   Green Day.   Generic Drug.  Golden Delicious.  General Discharge.   Great Divide.  God delusion.  Gambling Debt.  Gender Dysphoria.   Gyration Dance.  Gospel Doctrine.  Gender Disappointment.  Gourmet Desserts.    Goth Dress.  Graduate Degree.  Grammar Dictionary.   Graphic Design, Display.  Geese-Ducks. Greedy Dirtbag.  Good Deals.  Green Dragon.  Genial Deportment.  Greyhound Dog.  Ground Dove.  Group Dynamics, Discussion.  Gobi Desert.  Guillotine Device.  Garage Door.  Guide Dog.  Gumbo Dinner.  Glad Dummy.   Great/ Geriatric Depression.  Gravity Defying.  Game Day.   Gadget/ GPS device.  Ghost Dancer.  Grace-Defined.  Glory- Driven.   Gritty Determinist.   Glitch Demon.   Guess Denim.  Gadolinium Decay.  Gladiator Death.   Get/ Give Disease.   Guard Dog.  

GODS:

Good Old Days.   Graduate of Davis.  Grand Old Duke.   Giver Of Dreams.  Gift Of Day.  Gasp/ Game Of Death.   Group Of Drunks.  Grow Or Die.  Great OutDoors.  Great Omnipotent Designer.  Grand Omniscient Divinity.  Greatest Of Deities.  Get Off Drugs.  GHB On Demand. Gas Odor Detector..  Glade Oil Diffuser.    Government Of Democracy/ Donald.  Good Old Dad.  Gold Oil Diamonds.  Give Over Dollars.  Generate Operate Destroy.  Group Operations Director.   Generalized Other Definition.   Greedy Obsession Disorder.   Gorgon of Dread.  Guide/ Gargoyle of Destiny.  Gratitude of the Day.   Gadget on Desktop .  Goddamn Offensive Diabolical Shits.  Glad of Devotion.   Gun of Diablo.   Gaydar of David.   Germ of Destruction.   Gemini of Diary.   Genius Or Dumb?   Gigabytes of Data.   Genius of Discernment.  G or D (musical notes or bra cup sizes).   Grand or Diminutive.  Good or Decent.  Groan of Disapproval.  Giggle of Delight.   Glee of Diplomacy.   Good Orderly Direction.  Gratifying Orange Drink. Glissando-ing One Direction.  Guide of Dead.  Genuine Odor, Divine.  Gentleman/ Girl Of Dreams.  Gulf of Darien.  Guilty of Dishonesty.  Governor of Delaware.  Glad of Deficiencies.   Give Out Details.   Gay Outlaw DJ.  Glove of doom/ darkness/ death/ Darth.   Getting Ongoing Debate.  Godawful Onerous Delusion.

My Activity Set

 My Personal Matrix

speech bubble (communicate), flexed arm (eat, exercise, stretch, yoga -endorphins! sweat!), S and M (sleep and meditate), C for computer, Book for read, Note for music (radio, computer, library cd's), Whatever makes me Happy: Reading Aloud, Comedy (standup, onion, books), N for Nature (IR is Indian Rock, CR is Camp Royaneh), Pen for writing, $ for job/work (UI for User Interviews, Wag! for dog walking), JF for Joe Frank, 1440 and poem (for my daily news and Poetry Foundation emails),  (I also like the NYT and CS Monitor and Economist), The arrow is "go to" (Discover and Go, San Francisco, Museum(s) - the Bay Area list (of 258!) on Wikipedia, Oak jewelers, Campanile (on Cal campus), travel without leaving your room (TV, Vision Pro Goggles)),  

     The Reading List ("on deck" as it were) is the Chamber's Dictionary, ESP for spanish, DFW for David Foster Wallace, TP for Terry Pratchett, Thomas Pynchon, and Trivial Pursuit cards, ZAMM for Zen and Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, WA for The Washington Book (Carlos Lozada), and Psycho (for The Psychopath Test, recommended), The mixed male/female symbol (for 'Guide to Getting It On' and 'QPB Mammoth book of Erotica'), Franzen's 'Crossroads', Neil Gaiman, Phil for Philosophy (Russell, Grayling, Sophie's World), WB for World Book (I plan to read the whole set, plus the NYT Guide to Essential Knowledge, GEK), Marriage (The Marriage Book, 101 Things I wish I knew when I got married, Wired for love), Short Stories (the whole shelf at Central Library!), The Big Book Of (series, I have 13), (online reading:) Research (on Wikipedia and Google and Alexa).  J! stands for J! archive (online Jeopardy tv show website), e-m stands for email.           B-A-D stands for Book/Day (my ideal, to aim for).

    Shop (an ongoing process, lists), Crafty things (like Origami or a scrapboook/ photo album, or a Stitch n' Bitch), The two people (looks like 2 female symbols) is just +Friends (more play/fun, volunteer, go to new rituals, the GTU (Graduate Theological Union), etc.), and of course the ratty Restaurants And Travel.  

sexy rhyme

s- and f- in a truck, and dick up in a pickup, and thrust on a bus, hike your skirt on a bike.   spread your oats on boats.   go far in a car.   meet a witch at the stitch n' bitch.  do the hokey pokey?  you mean, the hankey pankey?   That's what it's all about!- turn yourself around.   IT.   Stephen King, and skit.   I.T. and information technology.   Dark web and internet.    Nets catch fishes (to be eaten).   Webs catch flies (to be tied up and eaten).   Inter is for your corpse to be laid in the earth.   The it from the pit.  It, caught and eaten?  or it, have your identity stolen?  Or it, sex.   Get it on.  

"on the map"

Jesi, Italy.   Kells, Ireland.

Jessel (Poland) and Jesselton (Malaysia) and Jessnitz (Germany) Tesha (Russia) Stolnici (România), and Jessamine I. (USA).  Jessheim (Norway).  Jessore (Bangladesh).   a few Jesup.   Kellé (Congo, Niger), Kelleys I. (USA).   

Earth-Realm (the only place any of us have ever been!  aside from 570+ astronauts)

but also

vs. Sea, Sky

vs. Heaven, Hell

    (surface vs. up/above, down/below)

vs. Space "the heavens". 

RUTH (rapture up to heaven) (happy where??) (true, death is an absence of suffering)

DHL (dear heavenly lord) (divine holy love) (dr. Hannibal Lecter)

hand-in-hand (and turducken!), eating honey, and eating god (love)

    food you love, made with love, by people you love

you are what you eat, less what you excrete, you thing

Allah (pronounce ALL ahh, or ul-LAW) 

do rapists Know the answer is No

in the flesh vs. out the flesh (in and out)

   out of body, out of closet, or out of mind

   breathe out and don't stop believe in

   an out and out... gay relationship

      kiss the sky, kiss this guy

      KISS men: Paul Stanley, Gene Simmons, Peter Criss, Ace Frehley

      Weird Bob Weir, was he queer

ideas are out of mind

I don't place faith in a guy who died 2k ya, (two thousand years ago) who I've never met and never will

Psychic vampires exist, but no one needs to drink blood.

I don't need to have faith in anyone, anyway.   Yah-way?

I believe in myself, and get by with a little help from my friends.

yore history is yours, historians!

the past is past, forever - there's no coming back

the old will be made new (true of everything, always) (including corpses)

every moment is new

living in the moment/present is Alive!

    not living in the past reliving memories

    unless reliving is relieving

    not going through motions, or robotically enacting a protocol procedure program

unless there is no freedom, freedom is an illusion, everything is fate, no choice

Reality is a machine?  Unfolding, like a Giant Object/ Deterministic system

random bits: calm.com,    conservation of mass.com.   calmdaughter dotcom.    matter matters.   nevermind (I don't mind mind).   don't be mental!   Be cogitative, intellectual, reflective, meditative.    Get out of your head and feel out of your mind!!   Feel free.    In your head?  Hotel California says, You can never leave!    Mothra of God!   Power of Pink!   Illmatic, and Godzilla/Gorilla.   Or should I say, go-rilla.   Predators, Bullies, Witches, Warlocks, Demons, and Other POS.   No good luck.   You're all going to hell.  We're all going to die.  Will all matter burn (cremated or not)?  The sun is predicted to engulf earth in approximately 5B years.   Burn baby burn.   You Thing.  You chip off the old block.   You piece of shit.  You body, you bag of blood and bones.   You meat puppet.   You wetware.   A poppy moment.   Ansel Adams and Uncle Adam.  Extra! Extra! -dited!   Sensual Century.   Decreased Longevity from Sugar, Cortisol (stress), Cigs, and Poverty.   Increased Longevity from Astragalus, Meditation, Veg Diet, and Contentment.      Heaven and Hell as Perfect Delight and Absolute Suffering.   Life is In Between, A Mix.      Sugar corn pop (princes of peace).  Take care, rearing your children (what? what?!).    Veronica and Victoria are not vicious vampire vixen, or villains, but are actually Virtuous!   Mercury Comet and Venus shavers and Mars bars candy and Jupiter pub (in Berkeley) and Saturn automobile and Pluto salads.   Urine in your anus on Uranus.   Musicians listening to a Neptune.   Queen from Queens and King from Kingston.   Paying your way and paving the way.   Holly and Haley.  Troy and Tony.  Economically eccentric.   Sex on the subway?  (rammed and crammed?).    Feeling like I'm falling.  Care on a carriage.  Notoriously nutritious.   Longevity and shortivity.  Strongly strange.  Sex and steaks (carnal lusts).  Eradicate medicated Kate?  Joey Tribbiani's tribunal in Tribeca.  Lust that lasts.  Chatting about cheating.  Sex in socks that sucks.  Relationship and re-lotion-ship.   Aleutian relations.  Hush, you Hessians and Haitians!  Boring And Dry is BAD!   Exciting and Wet is EAW!  lol.  Tuesday's Gone, It's Friday I'm In Love, Saturday Night Special, and The Sundays.   Prosti-toot your horn.   Whore-mel meats.   Raptured rapper rapists.   Surveillance and Survival.   Hands and Feet cut off??  5 (non-dismemberment) things: Cut-off shorts, Defeated in a soccer match, Unhand me you brute!, Give me your hand in marriage, and I'm stumped.  Ouroboros and Infinity.  Evil versus Evil, eve.  Norman Greenbaum's Spirit in the Sky.  

Multiple Miggs and Me (Multiple ways of being multiple):  (Buddhist) No-self ('anatta'),  multiple personalities, different aspects / modes,  Different people at different times,   Roles,  "stepped into",   All in All is All We Are,  Million different people from one day to the next,  A MIX or blend (at the same time),  God-Self-Society,  Triune body,  "My"self - your own self-image, chosen identity, job and role and presentation of self to society;  MIND (what I suppose is complex and unfathomable).    Deep and profound and shallow and trite!  You CAN be simple, and the same thing to everybody, of course.   Not everyone is a changeling, or a morph, or a shapeshifter.    But everyone's expressions change between a thousand different faces/expressions, all the time!!   Plus, you are a mix of your mom and dad, you and your "better half" (significant other), and maybe even possessed (by a demon? satan devil serpent? OR... not necessarily bad, you could be a vessel body, taken over by God!).   You are not your own! - bible.   Part of a corporation, something bigger than yourself, maybe.   Like borg.   And of course there's Dissociative Identity Disorder.  At least multiplicity is Interesting.

Clutter and Minimalism

 There's too much Stuff

Too much things, objects, items, property, clutter, stuff, Shit.

The papers and lists, too.   Keep that stuff in your head.   Or in binders, folders, files, journals, blogs.   

The minimalist aesthetic is beautiful.   It's good for peace of mind, too.   Less distraction, noise.   Have only what you need, the basics, essentials, and keep it Clean.

Flush the shit.

George Carlin on "Stuff"

What is Minimalism?   Minimalist decor means:  Simplicity.    Neutral color palettes.    Clean lines and shapes.  Functional furniture.  Ample natural light.  Open spaces.    Thoughtful storage solutions.   And a focus on Quality (over quantity).  

PP

It relates to urine (peepee), poop, pope, (and pap, pep, pip, pop, and pup) 

Something to think about in the bathroom...

Prison and penitentiary, pompous and pretentious, paragraph passage, pontifical primate, paramount and preeminent, pantheist pagans, petty peccadillos, pique pissed peevish petulant, partisan politics, property possessions and pelf, poor penurious penniless pauper person, poverty penury and privation, pace of progress, pabulum provisions and provender, pesto pasta, productive profitable and payment, past and pedigree, paradise paradigm, prurient pornography, pervasive perversion, prostitution and pornography, policies and procedures, proper protocol, parturition pain pinch and pangs, peaceful and placid, people-person, parcel-package,   papal parrish priest pastor padre presbyter patriarch pope pontiff primate, parchment paper, psychosis paranoia and persecution, pure and perfect, police patrol, pathologically poisonous, pedantic and professorial pedagogue, poke and peck, pony perse, purse pouch, peculiar and pathognomic, putty paste, patch piece, passion and predilection, participate and partake, peek peer and peep, pull probe and pry, pairs of partners, parables and proverbs, pacify and propitiate, portraits and paintings, parochial and provincial, pizza pie, playpen, pigpen, pol pot, Peter Pan, panhandler parasite, precious prized pet, petrified and panicked, potato pancake, protein powder, panacea potion, prairie pampas, pansy pantywaist, proud and promiscuous, probe and palpate, palsied powerless and paralyzed, prognosticate and prophesy, palm pilot, paladin protection, pale and pallid, palaver and prattle, palatial and posh, punishment and penalty, penance and penitence, pencil and pen, penny-pincher, picture photograph, player piano, porch patio, promontory and peninsula, penetrate perforate and puncture, penetrating perceptive percipient and perspicacious, possibly perhaps, perimeter and periphery, profuse and prolix, perish and pass, perpetual and permanent and perennial and persistent and in perpetuity, permeable and porous, permissible and proper, pernicious and poisonous, perorate and preach, perplexed and puzzled, persevere and persist, psyche personality, physical person, precepts and principles, paragon of perfection, posologist pharmacist, play and perform, POV perspective, prudent and politic, pressure and persuade, perky and pert, profligate playboy, pertinacious and pigheaded, pestiferous pestilence and plague, pseudo-phony, periapt protector, paltry picayune and pointless, postprandial pickpocketing, piddle and procrastinate, pillar post and pole, peccary pig, pilfer and peculate, pads and pillows, pimps and prostitutes, pure and pious, paean and panegyric, piquant and pungent, piracy and privateering, pitiful piteous and pathetic, potent and powerful, prime and pivotal, profanity and perfidy, pact and promise, pee and poo, penis and p-ssy, pickled peppers, power and privilege, potential perdition, pure psychopath, pleasant patient person, prudent planning, PayPal, planning for potential pregnancy, puppies and penguins, per person, polypropylene, primary partner, piss pot, per procurationem, profile picture, precocious puberty, Pokemon power points, pacifist pursuing peace, placard poster, place and position, pester and perturb, plan project and proposal, pliability and plasticity, prosaic platitude, play and performance, playful and prankish, poet and playwright, plea and petition, plebeian and proletarian, people persons, peter's papacy, pledge and promise, plentiful and profuse, passive and pliable, plight and predicament, plunk and plop, peppy and plucky, plug and promote, plummet and plunge, plutocrat profit, pimple pustule, pocket pouch, prose poem, purge and purification, pathos and poignancy, punctilio point, poke and prod, public politician, poison and pollute, putrid and pathogenic, pavonine peacock, pummel punch and pound, pride pomposity pontification and pretense, profound and penetrating, puddle pool, portend and prefigure, pudgy plump and portly, posture pose and pretend, postulate a philosophical proposition, promising propitious and positive, police posse, preoccupied and possessed, post and position, postpone and prorogue, potbelly pig, princely potentate, potpourri pastiche patchwork, porcelain pottery, pulverized powder, packing a powerful punch, perilous and precarious, powwow party, practical and possible, practiced and proficient, praise and plaudits, pure and praiseworthy, prance and parade, practical jokes and pranks, palaver and prate, pulpit preacher, parson person, preface preamble, prolegomena prologue proem, precautions and prevention, premium price, prompt and precipitant, precis and prospectus, pioneer pathfinder, prominent and preeminent, pregnant and parturient, primeval and prehistoric, preconceptions and prejudice, prebendary prelacy, plot and premeditate, plan and prepare, president and premier, prime minister and paramount leader, premise and prolepsis, presentiment and premonition, predict and prognosticate, prescience and precognition, preparatory and proemial, primed and prepared, prevalence and preponderance, preposterous poppycock, pronounce and proclaim, poise and presence, power and prestige, prestidigitation presto, pretty and pulchritudinous, pressure prevail-upon and persuade, pettifog and prevaricate, perjure and pretend, prevent prohibit and proscribe, preventive and prophylactic, patsy prey, pride and presumption, prudish priggish and puritanical, principally and primarily, peak and pinnacle, posh and plush, process and procedure, primp and preen, proof print and publish, previous and prior, precedence and priority, prisoner and parolee, pure and pristine, public and private, pilfer and plunder, puppy pupil, provoked passions, pester and plague, pre/post, pare and prune, prowess and proficiency, persistently prying, psychology and perception, psychotic paranoiac, perseverate in pugna, publish promulgate and proclaim, puff and pant, pull and pluck, pith and pulp, pulsate and palpitate, play on words and puns and paronomasia, punctilious and proper, prompt and punctual, pantologist and pundit,  punitive punishing penalizing,  puny pint-sized pygmy, pawn pigeon patsy, pyrophile pyromaniac, pestered and put upon, putrid putrescent purulent and polluted, put place position and perch, push and propel, purulence and pus, practical and pragmatic, possessed puppet, positivist and purist, palm purloin and pilfer, pepsi and peaches, perfect perhaps, peter out and pass away.  

Yada yada

Put that in your pipe, papal people!     Powers and potentates of partisan politics, with principles and passion.

Plus, a little (more) wordplay:  pleasant peasants, armadillo peccadillos, the deep insights of penetralia (my word of the day;  bible says, "surely this thing is known!"), Bob brings out the best, I like / need / want quiet.  Ticks are talking (tik tok).  

2222.  apathetic incurious / uneducated ignorant/ stupid dumb/  foolish unwise.  A dense, daft, dull, dumb, dunce.  Stupid, slow, and simple.   Brainless, mindless.  (4 facets to the gem) said the snooty snob (don't bash the pash: proud arrogant superior haughty).   It's all relative.  Smarter than God and dumber than dirt, BOTH. Back of the house, bombing on the horizon, bring on the H.   Hot and haughty.   Cold cuckold.  Lukewarm Luke.  The pleasant lesbian comfortably cums.   Gay and happy.  Do you buy that we're all bi?  Sexually textual.  Sleepy weepy creepy and deeply in a heap.  Time for crime.  A rap about a trap.  The bot gets caught.  Newman the human, womb to tomb.  Enjoying your boy toy.  Flushing the pos.  Dude, you stink.  Pooped out of your mother.  How rude.  Gross.   You're in luck: Suck and fuck for a buck!   Awaken, I'm taken :-)  Go bother some other brother, you mother of another.  I'm hers.  For sure.   She purrs like she wears furs.   But she doesn't, cousin.   I've given my life to my wife, my time and energy to rhyming about synergy (liturgy? treasury?), and my mind to unwinding.  Some effort to Siefert (engineering firm).   Everything is kind.  Even the "disgusting and evil."  Different kinds of kind.   Except the cruel krill.   Whales eat those bastards.   The sharks are jerks.  The seahorses are worse.  The crabs are crabby.  The fish are fishy, up to no good. You can get rid of the squid.  But I could spend days with those rays.  I've been searchin' for the sea urchins, in those cool pools.   The turtles are fertile.  The porpoises have purpose.  I think the sunfish have fun.  The penguins are anguished.  The poi are joyful.   The snapper are happy.  The kraken is back.  They locked up the octopus.   My knee aches because of those damned sea snakes!  Conceptual translations of the same reality.   Like the difference between how a baby and a scientist understand the same thing, event, process, reality.   Drunk as inebriated, or...

It was all yellow!

5-6000 degrees kelvin is the G-class (yellow stars).   Kevin knows kelvin.

DAE,  dave and ellen/erin, always everywhere, disgusting/dumb/depraved/disingenuous and evil.   Intrusive, distracting, stupid, ignorant, mean, annoying, untrustworthy, and mad.

Mummery

 A core concept from Adidam

Mummery (definition): A ridiculous, pretentious, hypocritical performance or ceremony.

Adi thought life was mummery.   I guess he was pretty jaded.

But I see his point.   Especially if you're a cult leader.  Life is absurd and utterly worthy of ridicule.  It's not meaningless (for me, at least).   I mean, there are problems to solve.  But if you're trying to set a worthy example of character, behavior, and wisdom, you have to incorporate the (cruel, evil, wicked, sinful, criminal, even depraved), the rude crude and unacceptable (as it were), and the daft, stupid, ignorant, foolish, unwise, uneducated, incurious, and apathetic.    If you're pure, you're the whole thing.  Unless you're purely one thing, and completely not something else....    So being "good" is hypocritical if you are also "bad."    Or, if you have questionable history.   And, if you think you're smarter, wiser, better - well, you're a hypocrite, because everybody knows the score.  Babies are genius, and adults can be boring, unengaged, nincompoops.   So it goes.   Some of us improve with age.   Anyway, all the world's a stage, and you can act like you're a boss, and make something simple into a ceremony.   I happen to like the tea ceremony.

What IS actually better, in my opinion?  Happy, comfortable, healthy, alive, good.    Engaged and interested, interesting.   Of service, making a difference.  Educated, informed, wise.   You grok, comprehend, get it.   Funny.

Mummy, mummy, I got a boo-boo!   Take off your bandages, honey.   Maybe not that funny.   I tried.   Me, myself, and I - we tri -ed (ha).   I'm a laugh riot.   Nothing funnier than abrasions and contusions.  Or a funny bone sticking out of your arm.  Ha!  Hilarious.   

Reality as all the God there ever is.   G-D, Generosity and Decency.

Accursement

 What witches do (and what gets done to witches back!)

Besides, curses, they do hexes and charms, too.   I cast a spell on you... because you're mine!

May you stub your toe!  No Heaven!  No good luck!  Not in MY heaven!  May you be poor!  sad!  stupid!  dead!  perdition!  May you lose sleep!  May you be hungry and thirsty! Woe to you!  Get lost!  Break a leg!

all in all is all we are.    everybody is a tiny bit of everybody.   the devil is a part of you.   every single one of us, the devil inside.   Sometimes the Other is a larger fraction.   Up to and including, complete Possession.   Cursed!  Dammit

Swear words.  Curse words.  Bad words.  Salty language.   Dirty words.   Forked tongue.  Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will ALWAYS hurt me.   You're sensitive.  You take everything personally.  I feel you.  

ATT, angst torment torture.    MCI, mad crazy insane.  CVS, crime vice sin.   Torpid corporations.  All over the MAP, meaningless absurd pointless.  Double, double, toil and trouble!  

Pride.   One of the 7 deadly sins.  Gays are just as unhappy as anyone else.   Queers?   Unique, like everybody else!  Weird, like all the other weirdos.   Special, better, privileged, higher?  Yeah, right.   HIV is honesty, integrity, virtue.  Uh, okay.

Get raped, you grape.   Healthy, thy hell.   Whoa to thee, and woe to you, of the earth-realm!

Styx and stones.  H, E, double toothpicks.    A fun way of saying the worst thing, you could say.   The Twin Towers.  LL cool J.  LL Bean.  Love and laughter.   Life and light.    Gehenna, Sheol, Perdition, Abaddon, Hades, Tophet, Tartarus.    The shades.  The pit.   The soldier got lit up and hit, and then spit it with the it from the pit, you shit.   Contentment vs. resentment.

Abaddon Hope, all ye who enter here

Who Do People Think They Are??

 Who are you, who who?  - The Who

Hoohoo, hooted the owl.   I AM, said God.   I am whatever you say I am - Eminem.  No-self - Buddha (I am Awake).  I am I am Superman, and I can do anything -    .   I am Groot.   I am the Walrus, kookookachoo.   I am who I am, what I shall prove to be.   I'm me!   I and I are me, myself, and eye.  

I am my name.  I am my body.   I am what I am, what I was, what I will be.   I am my life.   The blood is the life.   I am what I do.   I am what I eat.  I am what I read, watch, listen to, identify with, write, say, think.   Don't believe everything you think.  I am a mystery, even to myself.  I am the roles I play.  I am nothing.  I am not here.  I do not exist.   There is no me. 

I am God.  I am an Angel.  I am a Saint.   I am a good guy.   I am a soldier.  I am a cop.  I am an agent (of?).   I am a father.  I am a creator.   I am an actor.   I am a player.   All the world's a stage.  I am not myself, today.   I am a noun, a verb, a lot of adjectives.   I am everyone, everything, the universe.   I am nowhere, no place, nonexistent, and everywhere, permeating, always, eternal, permanent.    I am impermanent, transitory, fleeting, ephemeral, here and gone, a bubble, like a candle, like cut flowers, already dead, on my way to the trash, headed for the grave.   I am an object.   I am a person.  I am an animal.  I am a human being.   I can be non-human.   I am always and everywhere, and everything and nothing.   I both exist and don't.   I am real and virtual.  I am truth and fiction.

It's all relative, it's all a matter of perspective, and merrily merrily merrily merrily it's all a dream.   Who's dream are you in?   What dream to you enter when you Wake Up?

Non-human?  I am sub-human, superhuman, or just nonhuman, like an animal, a thing, or a demon, a vampire, a zombie, or something in a movie.   God, The Devil, An Angel, The Beast, The Antichrist, something religious, something spiritual.   Something exceedingly virtuous, or corrupt depraved and evil.   Everyone can be anything.   Everybody is Everyone!   All in all is all we are.   It's all good.   

Touching other people's things?   Who do people think they are?  Movers, postal carriers, thieves and criminals, that's who.   Roommates and family, people with permission to do so.   Rude folks who disrespect boundaries.   Your body is your own thing.  You own yourself.   Nobody has a right to touch you or hurt you or force themselves into you, and you have sovereignty over your mind and body.   That includes telepaths.    Respect minds, respect boundaries, respect people's wishes.   

People are People, so why should it be, you and I should get along so awfully?   Well, potentially a zillion reasons, but crime is a big one, and meanness and bullying, another.    Disrespect and rudeness and cruelty and having other values are the main ones.   -isms, like racism or classism or sexism, or feeling you're better than someone, without even ever having met them.   Rapists and murderers have done awful, heinous, evil and wicked things.   Thou shalt not kill.   Thou shalt not litter.

People are their identities, and all the myriad descriptors that they (and others) use for them.   People change.   People are what they are.   I mean, it is what it is, as they say.   But people improve, grow, develop.   Sometimes people deteriorate, worsen, go backwards.    Maybe "better" and "worse" is subjective.   Everybody deserves respect, no matter what.    There are reasons for everything.   God is love, in any case.

People are names, bodies, histories, proclivities, activities, food, roles, what they think about, and what they see, hear, smell, taste, touch.   People are sane, delusional, sexual, asexual, hetero, gay, bi, nonbinary, male, female, happy, miserable, angry (sad mad glad), healthy, sick, alive, dead, dying, bored, engaged, content, unfulfilled, ambitious, greedy, curious, apathetic, dumb, intelligent, rich, poor, everything, nothing, all of the above!   People are a product of their times and places.   Culture, parents, schools, all that good stuff.  People are largely like the people they associate with.   Like company culture.   Or church values.   Or the people they look up to, whether priests or prisoners.  People are what other people tell them to be or reward them for or say they're good at.   People are the roles they choose for themselves, often after lifetimes of living the roles they've had chosen for them, instead.

fun with family acronyms:       milk of magnesia,     plaster of paris,     united network command for law enforcement,     amazing unparalleled natural talent,     be right over,    silence is sexy, subversive intellectual society,   community use zone,   Massachusetts and Pennsylvania, state of nature, daug, define the relationship,    now everyone put hands everywhere wild,    national institute of early childhood education,  generous radiant amazing nurturing devoted manifesting aware,   grand radical awesome nice dude personal assistant.   Jim at the gym, devil fag with a duffel bag, workout with a jerk-lout.     AI is always interesting and always insane.   Stalking a soccer star.   I like lakes.   Vicious when viscous.  The bard is, beyond a reasonable doubt, both a poet and a pirate (yar!).   Lion of Zion is truculent in a truck.   Axl Rose sings Voice Of America (VOA).   Rockin around the clock, rockin' the cradle, a rocking their chairs.   Lesbians in Volvos, Jaguars.      Virtuous vibrant vegetarians (with vulvas and vibrators) vs. vilified vampires and various vile vicious villainous vermin like Vogons, Vader, Voldemort, and Val Kilmer.    vampire, imaperv.   Verses vs. hearses.    Flamethrowers, firebombing, and In Sin -eration (burn in Sheol Lake of Fire Hell, you bundle of sticks).    Fuggedaboutit, faggot.    Rememberabout it,  remit!   A Beyond Meat bowel movement, best men and brides maids.

Driving

I prefer a ride

I was in an accident.  Driving is hazardous.  It could be your fault, it could be entirely not your fault.   It is stressful, stress I don't need, stress I can do without.  You can get hit, you can hit others.  You can get a flat, be stranded, be in danger.  Parts can break.  You have to worry about speeding, traffic laws, cops.   Rain and fog is treacherous and unfun.   Expense!  Maintenance, gas, insurance, AAA.   It might be cheaper to just Uber or Lyft or taxi, if you drive infrequently enough.   You need a spare tire, and you should know how to change it.   You need glasses.   Driving at night is not fun (for me, anyway).  You should fully understand your vehicle.  I'm not sure having a car is worth the trouble.

Bicycling, on the other hand, is simple, safe, good healthy exercise, convenient, fast, easy, fun.   

Why I Can't Stand Commercials

1.  They're greed of strangers intruding on my private space

2. They're competing for my attention with whatever I'm doing

3.  They're distracting, and keep me from hearing important conversation

4. They need to be muted, you need to keep your finger on the remote all the time

5. They're usually trying to sell you shit you don't need

6. There are more important things to give your attention to, and usually a waste of time.

You should be able to say what you're in the market for, and commercials for THAT.    You should. be able  to pay to NOT have any commercials.   You should be able to record any program, and instantly skip over the commercials.   You should be able to just put a screen saver over all that shit for the duration, until the program comes back on.   Finally, if you like certain commercials, your tv should know what you like and don't, so as to keep you happy.

Who needs extraneous noise in the background?  That's usually greedy BS?  For stuff you're not interested in?  Granted, seeing how ad agencies market and try and manipulate mass psychology is a tiny bit interesting.   But it's garbage, in my view, otherwise.

Enlightenmint

So say Doll eye Llama/Buddha

"What is reborn are our habits.   Enlightenment is the ending of rebirth, which means a complete non attachment or non-identification with all thoughts, feelings, perceptions, physical sensations, and ideas."

Well, first of all, we only outlive our lives through our children and ideas, in my view/book.  I don't believe in reincarnation, or souls, or soul migration, or going to other realms, like heaven or hell or limbo or purgatory or what-have-you.   You remain as memories, granted.   We all die.   Nothing is forever.  No one lives forever.   All is impermanent.  Because everything is ephemeral and transitory, like a bubble, I guess you could say we are all enlightened!   There never was any rebirth to begin with.   

   Heaven and Hell and The Earth-Realm:  Bliss and Torture, Ecstasy and Agony, and plain old neutral ordinary everyday life, with the potential for anything, but characterized by a moderate normality, in between the extremes of pleasure and pain, which is quite pleasant and satisfying, in my book.  They say heaven and hell are all in your head, but steady ongoing effort yields a pleasant life, with the right people in it, I think.

Second, are we our names?  Should we not attach to our names as a referent to our bodies?  A rose is a rose by any other name.   They say people with more A's in their names get better grades.   So there IS some correlation between name and identity.   Like, my name has like 10 gods in it.   Is that why I have a God's blog?  I don't think so, but maybe.  Or, all the anagrams sometimes seem relevant and meaningful.   Is reality playing games with us?  Or the numbers in names?   It's completely random!  Who ordered the alphabet, and do we have to use base 9?  (the numerology seems pervasive).   You can choose any name for yourself you want.  You can change names every week!  You can have no name, and identify with all names.   You can pick names at random from a phone book.   You can think about your name for years, and have a sacred ceremony for it.   It can be as important or unimportant as you like!  You can demand people call you something, or you could care less.   Names, shnames!  My confirmation name is John.  I wanted to be Jonathan.  My names in other languages are fun.   Well, whatever.   Sometimes, it's good to change, for variety, or safety, or getting married, or just to feel happier.   Maybe you need a change.   There are bad associations with some names, and good associations with others.   I like unique names.  Weird names.  Fun names.  With meaning (and kinding).  

Thirdly, I don't think the DL is saying there is no truth or reality or that all ideas are worthless...  Just don't IDENTIFY with them.   Self and identity are your body and conditioned and changeable, and we're all a part of Reality, both Everything and Nothing, and that's the whole shebang.  I mean, to tie this Buddhist idea with my God-blog thing, we're All I AM.    Fill in the blank, I AM _____.   Yes.   We're all everything.  All in all is all we are.   All the components of Reality in the microcosm of our minds, bodies, spirits, selves, whatever.   You are okay, already, whatever you are.   It seems like everybody wants you to be something else.   Some things ARE better and happier than others.   So that's it.

I like to identify with positive feelings, and think of myself as a happy, well-adjusted person.   This strikes me as healthier than being gloomy and depressed, but the DL is saying, don't.   I don't have to accept HIS ideas, either.   I get it, though.   Be Everything, One with Reality, and nothing will bring you down (or up), you'll have equanimity, and be solid and compassionate and loving and kind and good and non-judgmental and grounded in reality, all the better to operate ideally within it.    

Physical sensations aren't me.   I am not my pleasure, pain, discomfort, or contentment.   I can kind of program myself to feel fine almost anywhere or anytime.   It's temporary, in any case.  If you are not your body, and not your mind, and in fact there IS no you, because it is all conditioned, and nothing is permanent, then simply existing in union with your eternal Oblivion is a kind of bliss.

Ideas?  Don't take MY word for it.    Everybody groks reality for themselves, no matter what they read!

Yes, I know it's spelled Dalai Lama and enlightenmEnt.    Speaking of which, why is light good and dark bad?  Like positive and negative?  The poles of a battery are not good and evil!  Anyway, dark is just as good as light.   I like to see things, and am glad I'm not blind.  I like dreams.  But that doesn't make dark bad!!!  Dark is good, when you need to sleep, or your eyes are tired.  The Pope could wear black, for all I care.   This purity symbolism is ridiculous.

Anyway, on bacon.   It's delicious.   Pigs suffer.   What to do?  Well, I'm sure if the pigs could taste it like we do, they'd understand, and say hell I want some, too!   But on the other hand, one Slice Of Bacon is a sob story.   I mean, people need meat, a little (in moderation), but pigs are intelligent animals and factory farming is heinous, if I understand things correctly.   So have bacon once in awhile, but don't go overboard, and -if you can- consider helping your fellow animals by not eating them (although it's true they wouldn't be alive in the first place if we didn't).   But if humans tasted like bacon, we'd all be cannibals, I think.   

If I had to summarize Buddhism, it's that life is suffering, but you can be happy from the pursuit and attainment of Nirvana, which is Bliss, by purging attachments and aversions, and grokking Reality, through meditation, reflection, philosophy, reading, and (for me, at least) writing.  The Christian concept of Hell fits into the Buddhist fabric, in the sense of dukkha (discontent, dissatisfaction, unhappiness, including the pain, agony, suffering, torment, misery, anguish, despair, depression) being overcome through insight and application.   We're (almost?) all in some level of hell, some circle (as it were), some of us worse than others.  Helping others escape melancholy, malaise, and misery and find play, pleasure, and positivity*... itself brings you the felicity and rapture of meaning, service, being a part of something Good, making a difference, helping.   

*bliss, joy, satisfaction, fun, laughter, glee, gratitude, contentment, love, etc. (you get the picture).    It's actually less about play and pleasure than it is about (the Buddhist values of) kindness, compassion, understanding, equanimity, wisdom, and generosity.   But maybe it should be!   Buddhist Values are called Dharma.  

That's What It's All About

Do the hokey pokey

Okay, seriously, here's my list (very serious):

1. Move Things Around.   (Create, Git' 'r done)  (BUSH: Be Useful, of Service, Helpful)

2. Enjoy Your Mind.  (meditate, dream, watch tv, write, surf web, distract yourself, books, music, drugs, good conversation, etc.)

3.  Meet Basic Need

4. Stay Healthy (Enough sleep, eat well, exercise, things like vitamins/ not smoking, get out into Nature) (Have friends, a support system) (look good, feel good)

5. Don't Get Bored (if you're bored, you're boring)

6. Love (yourself, another, others, life)

7. Stay Curious (read, watch, listen, research, learn, teach, write, stay engaged) (travel, talk to people, go to museums, take a walk on the wild side, try new things)

8.  Have Fun!! (laugh, be you, have a hobby, play, experience joy, pleasure, bliss)

(read watch listen, eat exercise sleep, write talk create, work play, be good!)

Do nothing.  Do nothing at all.  :-)

compose gems like:  "Telepaths have been observed on telephones, with television telethons in the background, phoning Telehealth and adjusting the telemetry of their telescopes for teleportation to telegraph ave.!  You can yell during show and tell about the telecommunications and telex and teletype and Penn and Teller...

Direct Rex and Evasive Eva

Freedom Day

 Worst Idea Ever?

If there were a new American Holiday, 'Freedom Day' (sounds nice, doesn't it?)...

And people were allowed to do anything they want for a day, (including the police):

People would go absolutely freaking nuts.    People would prepare for it all year.   They'd buy body armor.   They'd go on killing sprees.  Many would lock themselves in their homes.   But there would be burning and looting.  It sounds like it might be fun, but it would probably be a nightmare.   Without jail or prison, people would lose their minds.   Of course, cops could arrest anybody for no reason at all, and incarcerate anyone for a day, too.   Then the law would snap back into place.  Assuming there's still a place.   

People would beat up each other, for sure, and there would be a lot of loud music, and a shit ton of drugs... Every freaking store in America would get robbed.  But store owners could shoot thieves dead!  Hm.    

I like to think there wouldn't be much raping, cannibalism, or torture...

Interesting thought experiment, no?

You can grant yourself a "freedom day" and see if anything is different!

People would wake up, and see what it is they really want to do, and be grateful for law enforcement, etc..

Kid Question Commentary

 Is Nirvana a Buddhist fairy tale?  ("happily ever after").   Comedy makes me happy, and magic is magical...  You don't just get 3 wishes, lol.   You can make as many as you like!   Bob and Ali Baba.   Listening to Sinbad in Hell?  A lad named Aladdin.   Scheherezade and God.   Maude's vs. Rod's God.  A body of cod.  God in the sod.  Ferry tails... cow in the hull are you?  Angel dust and fairy dust and coffee grounds and Dusty Springfield and Dustin.   Nature is super, even if it isn't supernatural!  The truth fairy.  Fairyland, where no one gets sick, and time stands still.   Who can say where the road goes?   Only Time.   Old Testament.   Oberon and Titania.   Operating Thetans.   Changelings:  Will change diapers for change.   Change your appearance, change your identity?   The clothes make the man.  Look good, feel good.  Lookin smelling feeling like a million bucks!  You look like hell, man!  You're a new man!  You are what you eat, you pig!  Step through a mirror?  Ouch!  Cheshire Cat plays chess, sure.   Curioser and cruiser!  A grin without a cat!  It's the most curious thing I ever saw in all my life!  True scientist, researcher, lifelong learner.  Listen, Thing.   Mother Goose, MG car, and Mentally Gifted.   Pied Piper, yum.  Pie and cigarettes.   That mine is mine.  Goblins that gobble Ellen.   Knockers with nice knockers.  CH, courage and honor, on Capitol Hill.   Chivalry with a Shiv?  GT, Gulliver's Travels, gullible Gulliver.   Humpty Dumpty humps dumpers.   Jesus is a cross between an x and a y.    Pippi's pappy.   Leprechauns and convicts with leprosy.   Midas says, Sad I am.   Little Jack Horner and pi encryption.   Important papers used to be hidden in pies.  Bald hares.  Enya in Narnia.  BBW and big bad wolf.   Is Buffy a Hufflepuff?  It resembles a reassembly.   Devil's Triangle (Florida, Bermuda, Puerto Rico) and the "triangle of judgment" (made by "me, myself, and I") and trinities, trimurtis, and triads.   Taj Mahal built for Arjunand Banu Begum.  ABB.   A San (from the Kalahari) named Francisco?  Corey smoked a reefer by a coral reef.   The smallest country is The Vatican (TV!) and the larges town is Mt. Isa ('Isa' means Jesus, in arabic).  10 football fields, about.  Sara from the Sahara, Molly from Mali, Tim from Timbuktu, and Nigel from Niger.   God in a pagoda.  A place for a palace.  Tears about tiers.  Wedding cakes and kooks on weed.   The Sahara desert used to have lakes, streams, forests, grasslands, and herds of giraffes and elephants.   4k years ago, the climate changed.  Be warned.   Easter Island was discovered (by a Dutchman) on Easter.   It has over 600 statues, with most weighing over 44k pounds.    Laplanders running laps around the Galapagos.  Ants crawling on cormorants.  Zinfandel at a bar with Darwin.  EI EI Oh.   Enchanted Isles.   Pirate Treasure!   International Talk Like a Pirate Day is 9/19.     There's a DOGE's palace in Venice.  Does Elon have a dog?  What is the size of the Bridge of Sighs?  Jerusalem witch trials?  A wailing wall in Wales?  Weeping over reapers and deeply creepy Jeep beeping.   Amy Pohler on a dutch polder.   Older polders and newer Newark.   Mount Everest is called, Goddess Mother of the World (Chomolungma), in Tibetan.  Big Mama's Funeral.  A phone booth at Lake Baikal.   I can see the Dead Sea from my Living Room.  Caspian, the friendly sea, (where both fresh and salt-water fish can be found).   Dark and dangerous DAD.  Dull and depressed, in the doldrums.  Big Ben is named after Benjamin Hall, a tall and chubby commissioner.   The leaning tower of pizza.  Eiffel Tower is an eyeful.   Catacombs and dogacombs.   Solid water and liquid rock.  I don't care about caribou, it's Friday I'm in love.   Surfboards used to be 15 feet long and 150 pounds heavy.   The vegan vampire mourned the Vulcan in a volcano.  Hang gliding is also called sky surfing.   Shoot!  My chute isn't opening!  Darn!  Shucks!  Daredevils jump out of airplanes.   Curveballs are called "snakes".   Singing in Lansing (MI).   Don't go chasing waterfalls, or pavements, but steeplechase is okay (so called because a church steeple was used as a finish line, because it could be seen from afar).  Chess was first played by Buddhist monks in India, because they aren't allowed to fight.  Unless you're shao-lin.   J/k, I dunno nuthin.    The relationship between lift and life.   Duncan donuts and yo-yo and basketball.   Kids on skid row.  Fun with cannons at the Grand Canyon.  Whites only, colored river (Colorado)?!  Calcite at the Cal site.  Harshmellows in the lake of fire.  How tall was Ptolemy?  A series of asteroids like Ceres.  Paying for diamonds from my thai funds.  Penis from Venus.  Same size as earth.  G-D, gas and dust.  One of Saturn's moons (Titan) is as big as Mercury.   A turtle named Atlas holds up the Earth.   He's got the whole world in his hands.  I love ovals.  Fun at the Bay of Fundy.   Funny Bundy in his undies, at Fundy.  Incontinent from being in a continent, like buried Barry.   Bad cooks and faults with plate tectonics.    It doesn't rain cats and dogs, but fish and rocks have been reported.   If it does, don't step in any POODLES!  Glacier erasure.  Ants on Antarctica.   Aunt Artica, my parent's sister.   Antarctica used to be covered in forest like a tropical jungle!  Greenland was named by Eric the Red.   Greenland isn't and Eric wasn't red, either!   Clifford the big red dog, walked by Harrold (and his purple crayon), under the Yellow sun.   Whales have legs, but human embryos do NOT have gills.    Listening to ragtime while "on the rag" (or after a raga?  while eating ragu?).   Topi are tops!  Sara & Getty at the Serengeti.  Zany about getting a tan in Tanzania.  Only male crickets chirp, and only female mosquitoes suck blood.  Silverback gorillas are gentle vegetarians, but they can bench press 4000 pounds!  Chest-thumping is a threat-display, like a cat's hiss.   Woodpeckers peck for 4 reasons:  food, to make a nest hole, to signal territory, and to invite a mate.   Male lions don't hunt.   There's a fish called a slippery dick.   Bill Clinton was called Slick Willie.  Urgent urges to surge into a merge with sturgeon.  Scarecrows don't work, and crows perch on their arms, and eat nearby.   They DO have lookouts, and scatter when farmers approach.   No one has ever seen a coyote chase a roadrunner, but coyotes run 40 mph, and roadrunners 15mph.   Elon the skunk?  A musk is a yellowish foul-smelling fluid (they stamp, hiss, or growl first).  Cocoa and coconuts.  Crabby crabs.   Crabby and crazy.   Kookoo-nuts.   Dinosaurs, modern reptiles, and space alien reptilians!  Robins hop because earthworms think it's the sound of raindrops, and come up not to get drowned (getting snatched by the keen-eared bird).   Warthogs and toads with warts, at war?  The FBI tells fibs about amphibians and fibulas and Fibonacci numbers.  Koalas look cuddly, but like to be left alone, and have sharp claws, powerful jaws, and strong teeth.   Ant glands are their way of dancing the can-can?  Bees have honey stomachs the size of a grain of rice, which can take as many as a 1000 trips to a flower to fill.   One thimble of honey takes a single bee 6 ten-hour days.  Most bees live 6 weeks.   Enjoy your honey.  They do dances to describe direction and distance, to nectar and pollen.   They deserve a NAP.    Keeping' it Real Honest and True.   Carl Icahn in the Yukon.  iMac on the tarmac.   Crusaders, a sadistic crew.  8 crusades over 200 years (failing to recapture the HL).   Hello, buffalo.  Buffa-hi!   Dad's dead and mommy's a mummy.  Grebes in Thebes.  Count Dooku near Khufu.  Pompeii and circumstance.  Virtuosos and cinder blocks.  Sea air and chairs.  Cobblestone in Cobb, Ca.  Scandinavia your groceries.  Viking longships and hobbit shortships.   The Black Death was not of Africans, or at night, or of evil, but was a plague that destroyed 1//4 of the population of Europe (and 1/3 of England), in 20 years, starting 1347.  Razed and raised.  Maritime merry-time.   Cotton candy.  Chaos and confusion.   c and c music factory.  Wood and thatch to brick and stone, after 4 days of fire, in 1666 (Great Fire of London).  An asp in Aspen.  I, sage during the ice age.   The Hundred Years War lasted longer.  France beat England.  Cruel and Lawless at CAL.   Wonders of the World, WOW.    Forced labor, prisoners of war, peasants, and criminals built the Great Wall.   1500 miles, 6 horses wide, to keep out the Mongolian hordes - can be seen from space.   Inter-regnal signals.  A seedy CD.  pins and pine needles.  cum piss need-le.  kaleidoscope and ka-truth-o-scope.   The number of frames per second of natural human vision is between 30 and 60.     Good old Bernoulli and his wings and frisbees.  I bought a bugle, frugally.   The sun sol-ution.  Enlightened suntanning.  Modern Ferris wheels hold 32 people, but the original, 250 feet high,  invented by GW Ferris in 1893, could carry more than 2000 people.   Mariners using marinade in Marin.  Chinook chins in China.   Walk the dog or does the dog walk you?  We control the weather or does the weather control us?  Leather weather.   Weather forecasting, 3-casting, 2-casting, lol.   Mon-sooner or later.   The strongest wind gust ever recorded was 231 mph.    Just like looking at the sun, if you look at the moon too long, or the glare on snow, you can go blind, too.  Use caution.   10 units of snow melts down into 1 unit of water.   Cloud Seeding and Christian Science and (bird) Calls/Songs and CS Lewis.   What are people that study meteors called (if not meteorologists?).   Vile Lynn fiddled with her fiddle.   Put that violent storm in prison!  Heil, hail, hale!  Heal, Hell!  Sedulous squid and slothful sloths.   Diligent gentleman and lazy ladies.   Mammals breathe air, and have hair, and bmw: backbones, milk, warm-blooded.   Milk, it does a mammal good.  Mammals have mammary memories!  Blessed with the best breasts!  Some bats see quite well, and for these, saying blind as a bat makes them batty!  Dolphins squeak, whistle, chirp, and click with a language of 2000 sounds they can make with their blowholes.   Camel humps are made of fat, not for storing water.   They store energy, and keep organs below cooler.  How many humps?  Bactrians have 2, Dromedaries 1.   B and D.  Get it?  Gordie Howe (hockey player) came on like a Herd Of Wild Elephants!  Northern newborns, and southern concerns, and western terns, and eastern Easter.  The fastest horse ran 43 mph, in 1945 (Big Racket).  Lemmings leap because of their length between litters (and plentiful food in Norway... no way! way!).  Letters and litters, and the latter isn't junk, trash, garbage, refuse, rubbish, or waste.  Are they staying white trash have litters of too many children?  The looter won the lottery, later.   Thomas Edison drove his teacher so crazy with all his questions, he only stayed for 3 months, (then was home-schooled and self-taught). Saratoga, ceremony, triceratops, Saracens, and seraphim - que sera sera.   George Crum invented potato chips, in 1853 (crummy!).  Maybe Jesus used skijacks.   Turtles are also candy and submarines.  Ballooning started out with hot air, but later included gases like hydrogen or helium, with sandbags (to drop, for higher elevation) and valves (to release the buoyant gas, to descend).   Mastic or Spruce or Sapodilla tree sap (for chewing gum).  Perfume comes from Latin per fumus ("through smoke").  Mr. Viktor and Mrs. Vanquished.  The whole band contracted AIDS (band-aids?).   Crackers and crack and firecrackers (don't eat them).  Learning braille at Yale.   Hieroglyphics, cuneiform, and Chinese characters (oh, those Chinese).   Mayan glyphs, logograms, and syllabograms.  Sony and knee-surgery.  Do you want your alarm clock to buzz, beep, play radio, play a specific song, or something else?  The first popsicle was an accident.    So was penicillin.   The snowmobile was invented because a guy named Bombardier couldn't get his son to a hospital in a snowstorm.   Jeans are named after Genoa, Italy.   Denim is named after Nimes, France.   Faggoty Dan plays with a Raggedy Ann?  Hetero Hetfield plays with his fun guns.  The queer nursed his near-beer to tears for fears.  Scared to care, and too kind to unwind.  Gentle dental and a kind mind.  Ruthlessly made toothless.   Compassionate?   Bashin' it.  A mean scene.   A teen 'zine about being green.  8700+ species of birds.  A perching perch?  TOE, theory of everything.   Ostriches have 2.  Running birds have 3.  Most have 4.  Perchers have 1 pointing backward.  Parrots, 2.   Dodos of Mauritius are dead, no more.  Arctic terns fly 3 marathons a day for 10 months, every year.  Orcs eat storks.   Cormorants are also called 'shags'.  A flying flock of flamingos, FFF, 666.   I drank pasteurized milk in the pasture.  Cocoa, cacao, coconuts, cuckoo, cocoons, and Kookoo-nuts.   A pelican's belly can.   Owls aren't so wise, really.   They just look like they're wearing glasses.  Insects, bugs, and spiders give me irritable bowel syndrome!  Spiders scorpions mites and ticks are Arachnids (8 legs, 2 body parts).  Is there a way to know if you have anaphylaxis without getting stung?  There's a 14-inch Australian moth.  Pablum and pabulum.  Spider webs are unique to each species, just like human fingerprints or zebra stripes are (for each individual).   Tarantulas, aside from a few species in S America, are no more dangerous than a bee (to humans), and are actually very timid.   G-D, great discovery, a ground-dwelling god, grave-diggers, going down, a great delicacy.   hordes of whores.  I want to see video of the bola spider catching its prey.  Nipples from Naples.   Onions from Mongolia (contain sulphur, which is what makes you cry).  Sulfur vs.  sulphur.  Termites taste like pineapple, and "baked bees are dry and flaky and taste like a nutty breakfast cereal."   Lou at a luau.  Maggots eat haggis.  ice cream parlour and soda fountains...icp and sf.. insance clown posse and san francisco.  Bananas, like stoplights, can be yellow, red, or green.  PP picked a peck of pickles.  Birds eat pectin?  A boy named Sue eats Sushi.  Curds and whey and Kurds and YHWH.  I'm not convinced I should go to the province, Vince.   A quarter-quart.   Glycerine in the vaseline.   Guten tag, Gutenberg!  Poet and playwright, pee and poo, and papal people.  A ballad about Baal.   Little Bighorn and Little Bigburger (well, which?).  Solomon's salamander.  Powerful POW's and influential flu epidemics.   It is noble to win the Nobel peace prize.  VV, vampire victims, with voices and visions.  Witchcraft, which witches need to use the water closet?  WC Fields uses w/c!   Popping into Mary Poppins?  Drink a Mickey's with MMouse?  Lawrence of Arabia in LA.  Captain Cook's goose got cooked (by Polynesian natives), but he discovered Hawaii, Christmas island, Tahiti, NZ, and Australia, first.   He was looking for Antarctica and The NW Passage (but found neither).  Mozart died in poverty at the age of 35.  His music was thought (at the time) to be too emotional and complex.  The Beatles had 20 number one records.   The legs and arms of Kneel Army-strong (Neil Armstrong).  Was Borglum a borg?  Is Mount Rushmore a place to listen to Rush and do drugs?  The Model T cost $290.   Henry Ford made his first car in 1896.   There's a parallel between being near or far-sighted (needing glasses to see far or near, respectively) and right brain or left brain (controllling the left or right sides, respectively)!  Entanglement over a delicious drink of Tang beverage.  Seize the day, seize the night, seize the season, seize the seasonings, the DAE and knight, and See's the candy, and See is the papal primate (grunt grunt).  Happy at Stern Grove and Oscar the Grouch watching Felicity.    Santa stalking Satan?   Wearing his soccer socks.  My sons like the Phoenix Suns.  Firefighters, french fries, and fruit flys.  Sing or swim.  Jonathan Franzen and Joe Frank.  Callous about my calluses.   Vermin, vampires, villains, and Voldemort.  Visibly vile and vicious.  Pain, pleasure, and peepee.   A detailed, precise, well-thought-out personal heaven.   Anatta and Identity Everyone (AIAIAWA).  Everyone and noone.  Surfing tiktok in a tuk tuk.  Kidnapping is taking a tyke (not a sleeping baby goat).   MRE mystery meat (meal ready to eat).  Vapid Vader, vicious visigoths, and virtuous vixen.   If I'm a POS, why don't you flush me?  CIA says they're officers, not agents or spies.  Standing in judgment of a holy God.  The "Gods" as the top 1% of the top 1%, pulling the strings.  Dissing dresses.  Suits that shoot.  A threat like Boba Fett.  Fascist fashion.  Clothes purchased before the store closes.   Chic Sheikh.  Beautifully dutiful.  Handsome Dan.  Attractively active.  Strong and long, with a song.  Good genes for jeans.  Bible origami: getting back seven-fold :-).  Dirty money, and clean clothes.  A dirty neck?  Cleanliness is next to Godliness.  Know? No.   Sold soul and Purchased by urchins? The ale is not for sale.  The liquor is ichor!  The wine with fine dining makes others whine about the signs of being like Ed Gein as well as nine lines that make people pine.  Kind on the Rhine, and cruel at the pool.  Wet yet?  I bet the jetset gets wet (with their pets).   A handsome ransom for a stolen colon.   Stolen base, on Nolan Ryan.  Gifts that lift.  Hell made well.  Heaven, given.  Porn title: Strong Wong with a Long Dong Boffs Buffy in her Juicy Ass.   The importance of thinking about thought.  Relocating and reallocating.  If you're happy and you know it, xyz!  Lucy and Jesse are juicy.  Racy JC fires up the AC for lacy Stacey.  Kelli and Mel, well, are smellier than hell!  (J/K).   "Witchcraft?", the bitch laughed.   "That's rich!  And daft!"  But I am itching to build a raft!   Doing shit that goes unrecognized?   Doing Unsung Dung!  Hilda the wildebeest.  Clarence has clearance.  Herding cats and flying pigs (cattle and pigeons).  It''s all about Viktor Bout.  Anne S. Thesia and Belle Icose.  Irenic Irene and a warlock rowing without oarlocks.  Keep bleeding keep keep bleeding / this girl is on fire (WTF?!???).  Isn't it ironic don't you think...  that's not thinking, that's being logical!  The ongoing thermonuclear explosion in the sky (plus electric lights, fire, candles.   Let There Be Light!).   Ceiling and sea ling (cod), tiles and thai isles, toothbrush and whale baleeen, Shel (Oil and Silverstein).   Unhand me, you brute!  (and Defeated).   Stump city.   Future past, like it's already happened (the present is just unfolding, like decompressing a file?).  Jolly rogers and Sirius radio.   Mary at Stern Grove.  In the "prison of your own mind" can actually be spacious, comfortable, fun, and AI - Always Interesting.     The Good The Beatiful and The True.   Taking time and killing time (life is theft and murder?!?).    Candles, incense, flowers, chocolate, wine, and music :-).    Proctrastinate and Postpone (pp).  BUILD-  burn up in the line of duty.   London-  Elle undone.  Spirit as spearing it, penetrating, seeing deeply.   Clear insight into a confusing, fuzzy, muddy world.   The murk and the mire.    Last dance with Mary Jane -Tom Petty, Lucy in the sky with diamonds -Beatles, Mellow yellow -Donovan (it's a soda, not a drug, though, i think), Clapton's Cocaine, and Velvet Underground's Heroin.  

Stalked and harassed in spirit.   Hardcore military mind control.   Trying to change folks.  You can go with the flow, or fight the system.  You can live in a movie like The Matrix or you can pursue Nirvana, or you can just do you, whatever that is, amen.   You can change yourself, change the world, change both.   Then again, there is nothing new under the sun.   Same as it ever was.