Feels more like Summer, today. I sat out in the sun a couple days ago, got a little red. Tired, from doing pushups and jumprope, 2 days ago. Stretched a bit, too. I really need to keep doing that, keep it up. I walked dogs without music, today. It can be agonizingly slow. I need to remember to recharge my Jesson radio, and/or my Sihuadon radio. I'm one of the last people that listens to radio, over the air. KALX and WHRB, WPRB, KZSU, KCPR... Also, I tried Karen's water from Iceland, and one of her Loacker chocolate (tortina) cookies. Someone had elk treats, that I let them give Snoopy and Shelby. It's a dog eat elk world. I'm still working on (slowly) my World Book '24 A volume. I'm up to AIR FORCE. Took a nap today. Had onion/rice and corn on the cob, for dinner. Free food. There IS such a thing as a free lunch. I bought some baklava and McDonald's. I don't know how to clear the intake of my Dyson fan. I don't want to poke every tiny hole of the intake with a paper clip! I checked out In Pursuit of Happyness (movie). Haven't seen it. K and I are working on Sophie's World, too (reading aloud). I've read most of The Economist (magazine). The blow dryer has been going nonstop for daze. The sardines, without oil or sauce, are still okay, in my book - although Mike said they were disgusting. Me and the library could keep me busy for the rest of my life, just as it could for the entire lives of everyone, really. Right? Read thousands of trivia cards, with Wikipedia at the ready, for depth! Google question quests, to follow your bliss, go where curiosity leads, and short stories to intersperse "experience" with data. Amen.
U8B4U1A?
"I''ve spirit fogged/ raptured people all the way to heaven". hm. (gr. I'll kill you to hell!)
wp
corn on the cob, porn on the job, and born into the mob. legal eagles and regal beagles and Sméagol's pet seagull. dour flower power hour. devour a sour Matt Lauer. cower before the tower. incense, peppermints, and sensing scents, sensei. AI angry and incensed. The deadhead with bed-head said she took the red med to counteract her dread of Zed. Hello, yellow mellow jello! Good bye (you could die!). I dig cigs. Ciga-wretch. Suicidal do S.I. To red and blue we'll all be true. Who did you woo? Sue? Jew zoos and boo hoo hoo. Tall Paul plays ball agains the wall against Saul to win it all (a doll, lol). Mime time and rhyme crime, for a dime. Lemon-lime flavored slime. The bored lord roared toward the ward, and gored the horde with his sword. The soldier felt doom and gloom, after zooming in on the room that had become a boom-tomb (for whom? Bloom and Newman!). Spare the air in Zaire, over there. A pair of rare hares just stood and stared. Pass the thyme. In Jess T? Ingest, in jest. I sense the presence of presents! Kent lent some fentanyl to that Quentin gent, who, instead of a penthouse, told him to get bent and rent a tent. I say No More! to the gore and wars of yore - just a bored corps of people in stores, opening doors to floors. A grotesque arabesque around my desk. A need to read, and do deeds, like plant weed seeds. The bright white kite took flight to a great height, out of sight, on this night of nights (knot a tangled triangle? Quite right!). I spy a spunky funky hunky monkey junkie. Stop pots tops post spot opts (6). -Arahset Ecnerwal Essej. Essej's message and Avalokitesvara. Eva, Loki, tesseract. steep stone steps, through the mist of the mystic abyss. Sound can be found around the mound, surrounding the town. Please be polite to powerful people, like, say, the Pope, your pop, or your pimp. Smellin' Ellen, Messy Jessy, ooey-gooey Chuy, smelly Kelly, poopy Snoopy, shaggy Shelby, and Urkel from Berkeley. What warrants this torrent of ignorance?
How many people think they are God?
Catholic priests (all 407,421 of them) call themselves Fathers (and believe in God the Father). That's kind of a God complex, no? About 50% of schizophrenics have grandiose delusions. (About 1 in 300 people, worldwide, are schizophrenic (have schizophrenia). Many regular people have Highly Inflated egos. Some of us are always right, lol. Everyone is a "higher power" than someone else, at something. There is always a bigger fish. God is love and his name is I AM*. Many people have philosophies that are closely aligned with pantheism and panentheism. (Pantheism is a)identifies God with the Universe (and vice versa, the universe is a manifestation of God), b)worship that admits or tolerates all other Gods), (Panentheism is God is greater than the Universe, and includes it, as well as interpenetrates it). Allah can be deconstructed into ALL ah. Adi Da said Reality is all the God there ever is. And you are of course your own reality, mostly. Lord of your own skull-sized kingdom. God of your own You-niverse. New age, Hindu, and Spinozism reflect the belief that you and all living beings are an extension of a singular divine consciousness, perceiving itself subjectively. There is a difference between spiritual beliefs and psychiatric delusions. I mean, I do not claim to be superior, infallible, or omnipotent. In fact, I may have less power than the average Joe, due to being labelled schizo. I like the idea of being good (and the good book says only God is good). I also like the (Monster) Raving Loony party in the UK, and don't mind being associated with the likes of Emperor Norton. It's fun.
Pastafarianism, Monster Raving Loonies, SubGenius, with a splash of Wiccanism and eclectic acceptance of almost everything (omnist syncretism). God can be like a programmer, and construct (virtual/real) Realit(ies), maybe. I want to say It's All Good. I was raised Catholic. My voice says I'm Allah. I consider myself Buddhist, mainly. I like the Scientology e-meter thing process. Depravity, crime, evil, wickedness, turpitude, immorality, and sin exist (depending on your perspective). Don't worry, be happy. Whatever floats your boat. Religion should be fun and happy, and true.
*(J esse! J is 10 is 1 is I, and -esse is root of essence or being, in latin). I am, in French, is 'Je suis.' Vanity of vanities, All-ah is vanity.
RIP, rest in pieces, Anthony Stewart Head. Tommy LaSorda, you've got lasagna Anya! Laugh (LA ugh)
Time Machine: Napoleon Dynamite, The Pursuit of Happyness, Back to the Future, Terminator, Dr. Who, etc.
A.M. of 6/10/26, up from one of the best dreams of my life. Personal. Eidetic. Beautiful. Meaningful. Wow. I suppose it comes from compute. Compute= machine + genius brain? Mecha? Or was it all orga? One with the machine, or something
Avant gardener (why didn’t I think of that!)
Guten tag, In a gluten fog
Fuqqkyu pos sob ah d
Ecstasy and ex-Stacy
Descartes and night court
Sara, Farrah, and Kara Teshara eat marinara at Harrah's
nihilist- someone who believes nothing means anything and everything is permissible
like a nitwit hit list
ø=x (x='anything') n.e. x
read your books before the bookworms do!
engage! survey, question, read/research, recite, review, teach, solicit questions, interact not just lecture, breadth and depth, throw out links to everything else, all subjects are therefore infinite! Learning is fun, specialize, go down rabbit holes, write, think, ponder, meditate, process, discover, inspire, let there be light! (and levity)
I am what I eat. I'm bananas! I'm nuts! I'm kooka-loca (coca-cola)
I'm a muenster. I'm gouda. I'm a vegetable. I'm Chuy. I'm juicy Jesse. Okay, honey?
