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The good book says only God is good, so it seems to me somebody needs to step up.

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

(my email is JesseGod@live.com)

F.Y.I. There are about 2200 posts..

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

Tuesday, December 31, 2024

Los Mochi! Yum

Geografia Mexicana

Piedras Negras and the black rock desert of Nevada

Paraíso and Paradise, CA (and all the saints in Todos Santos)...but sinful in Sinaloa (ver a cruz)

Kangaroos from Quintana Roo?  A pack of Chihuahuas invading from Chihuahua?   Raccoons from Cancún?  Lions from León and Nuevo León,   Hawks from Oaxaca :-)

Amazing Mazatlán, glad ha in Guadalajara, Summer Camp in Campeche,  it's pretty in Hermosillo, peaceful in La Paz,  snoring in Sonora

Mitch from Michoacán, Tammy from Tamaulipas and Tampico, Dua Lipa from Tamaulipas

Matamoros (kill muslims??) (braggart),  Slapped in SLP (San Luis Potosí),  and warriors from Guerrero

Pleased bellies in Belize!  Chuy Stu

Wednesday, December 25, 2024

Cheers

 Hear hear, no jeers or sneers for Tears for Fears (or tears for veers)

Near-beer at Cheers, with dear peers, and queers who merely spear rears, all year.   

Mary Chris Miss.   Guess who's the guest.  Cocoa- Cola.  A toy for naughty Tony.  Naughty is Not-e.  E is ecstasy.  A penguin in Angwin.  Boy toys and kept men.  Playboy pets and heavy petting and Tom Petty and petit figures and petrichor.  Wait, what are you up to?  240 and 6'1!   a person named Tziporah and a purse with a zipper.   Nurse Ratchett and Terry Pratchett.  The gay man reads Neil Gaiman.  The DA reads Douglas Adams.  When is a  Spinal Tap ever funny?   Well, it is.   Lev Grossman makes a good gift for Liz/Greg.    GLT at the Grand Lake Theater.   Don't tase me, bro.   Shrimp and prawns, S and P 500, brains and brawn, rain on the lawn, Pimp and prawn-ography.  Raining brains.  Horny for porn in the morn.  Ornery around the orrery.   Life is Good when you Love God and Like Girls and Leave Garbage and Labor Greatly.   Brain pain and Brawn gone.   Rain down the drain and using the brawn for a pawn.   Brain brawn, vein wan, yawn at dawn.  John Han and Ron Von Kwan.   Danish Jane.   Wax on wax off, wax and wane, Wayne weighing in.   Yahweh and Yah-wayne.  Sex wax and ax wax.  Polish your instrument.   Polish Paul.  Appalling Paul and Amazing lays from lovely Duv, sexy Lexi, and that cute beauty... you, T.   Born for porn.  Bedded and wedded.  Committed to wit, tits, and shit like fitted knits.  It's a hit, nitwit.  Lust is a must for most.  Smitten and twitterpated, and:  bitten kitten written;  baited dated fated hated mated rated sated waited...  Moaning bones and dull skulls and dead in bed and why aren't you wet yet and skeletons covered in gelatin.  Kinky with your pinky.   Rotting tots.  Stinky winking, and fake aches.  Annoying toys.  Don't give an inch to the grinch.  He'll take a mile of smiles, and leave you frowning like a down clown.    Turn ons and turn offs?  What am I, a freaking light bulb?  A jeremiad (list of woes) about baby Jeremiah.   Blu Dep in the deep blue sea.  Petunia Julia in her pajamas (pj's).  Jeremiah wasn't a bullfrog.  Zephyr ain't a heifer.  Alexander Benjamin is Zander Binyamin (Bibi).  Xander showing candor.  Rain Leon ain't Eternal Ray.  What is the what?  Who is The Who?  A book by Eggers, and a band comprised of (Roger Daltrey, Pete Townshend, Keith Moon, John Entwistle).  Amen, Amon.   Hallelujah, Hal.   Praying for praise.  Worshipping warships.  Glorifying Laurie.  Celebrating celebrity.  Celebra-tease.  Lame lamentations.   Eucharistic cheezits (sounds like Jesus).   Phil drinks Phil-tered water.  Pure fury and unadulterated bliss and just....simply....there.   The site of excitement.  Ace is the place.  The loco location.   A crazy maze of hazy days in the gays.  Drunk as a skunk, and as funky as a monk on junk.  Back on crack.  High on pie.  Inebriated on sea-breeze.  Well-elevated.  Blissful kisses.  Lovey-dovey.  Life is good, like a wife in woods.   Nature ate your date?  The hour she was devoured was dour.   Doomed, consumed, and in a tomb.    A sad dad, and a mom like bombs in 'Nam.  Rage in a cage.  Angry at all the banging.  Hating your mate.     An aftermath of wrath.  Making up in makeup.   Angry sex, with fangs in necks.  A nap after a nightcap.   A deep sleep.   Not a peep, creep!   Let me Rest In Peace.   Jack and Jill the rippers.   Jack the Ripper and Jill the stripper.   Peace love and happiness.   Tidings of comfort and joy.  Southern comfort and Joy dish soap and Tide detergent.  A piece of the peace, and a chip off the old block.   Love from above, and happiness - make it snappy!   Sappy happiness.    Happiness shnapiness!   Bah humbug!   Feliz Felix.   Feliz Navidad and Feliz navi-mom, too :-)   I've five knives, and I'm feeling alive, Clive.    Well, I've got a gun, hon, and I think we're done.  No more weapons, yep.   Weapons make me weep!   Flesh for fantasy, my fine female friend.   Let there be light, and may darkness be banished from sight!  May your toes glow, and your skin sin and your lays blaze and your mind shine and your fate be illuminated.  May your life be rife with everything but strife!   Let goodness and mercy follow you all the daze of your life.  Doing your duty to beauty.  Rights and responsibilities to serve knights and Billy T?  Lead by deadheads, and inspired by choirs, and subject to abject objects like rejects ejected from the projects.   Injections and out-jections, phlebotomy and lobotomy, blood draw and blood paint, paint and pain on a cross, crossed my mind (feeling cross, brain pain, head-shocks, zapped like Harry Potter or steal-my-face, electric signals, bzzzt!).  (Harry Potter has a lightning bolt on his forehead from being struck by Voldemort;  The Grateful Dead steal-my-face has a depicted electric brain with red and blue halves).   Sonic soundscapes and gustatory glee.   Olfactory factories and Auditory auditoriums and tactile tacticians.  Sensual sensei and a peach for each teacher.   Chopsticks, chapstick, Cheap Trick, and Chappaquiddick.   Rich in a ditch is the sitch (twitching and itching to snitch on the witch-bitch).  Someone poor on the top floor with a whore, and someone middle-class answering the riddle about gas.  SAG-AFTRA and gas fart.  Is there any other kind? -  A few good men.  Visible visualization of a video's very vocal vampire's victim.   Bloody hell, what's that muddy smell.  Dirty dirt and clean jeans.  Impure thoughts in a spotless mind.   Filthy rich and the pure poor.   A pure psychopath who plays dirty.  Pure filth and dirty soap.  Soap operas and dirty women.  Thoughtless and brainless, besotted and painless, mindlessly kind.   PC?  premeditatively cruel.   Suffering fluffer,  pulling a dog for a jog, old yeller is a smeller, Snoopy the super duper pooper.  Wok ing your dog, and eating a hotdog, dawg.   Shaggy Shelby and Rover roving all over.  Bully bulldogs and sheepish sheepdogs and poodles that are dull (simply poo).  A leopard shepherd.   A wino rides a rhino.   So close to going on safari.  Jafar and Jah, close.  Jehovah and J' under.  Yahweh rides a horse (Ya!).   A woke dog walker, and sleepwalking on your dream job, and certainly alert about getting hurt, but nodding off in his role as a modern God.   Take a nap and bake a gingersnap.   Seeking a Sikh to be sheikh.  Demi the demure democrat.  Rambunctious rams, and dogmatic dogs, and catatonic cats, and burdensome birds, and lizards in blizzards, and bratty rats, and efficient fish, and pets named Pete.   Cat in a hat, snake in a lake, shiver in a river.   Surfers ride the motion of the ocean.  Catching a wave with a baseball mitt?  Surfers think swells are swell.   Filthy Phil uses Sterilite brand plastic bin containers.  Sterile light?  Rubber maid?  Clean Dean and Nasty Tasiana.   Reptile replies.  Ballet on the ballot.   Wallet on the ballot.  A lot of balls on the ballot.  Juan and Juana wanna.  Juan won and Joss lost. Feeling pale and Juan.  Sick of the Bay Area, basically.  Sump pump.  Augie's augury.  Break the wishbone - it's a snap!  Heil, heels.  Defeated and de-feet'd (ouch).   Wynn likes to win, but Lou doesn't like to lose.  Victor enjoys victory, but eating can't be beat.  Champions of camp win gin, Lynn.   God drinks vodka, while the devil revels, with a diablo daiquiri and fireball whiskey.   God the Creator:  God's wad, mum's cum.  Deity spontaneity.  Go on, Dance! Gaudy mahdi moves his body with the naughty hottie.  Kinky? wink, wink.   Horny to fornicate to porn with Lauren.   Scumbag scammers.  I got CalFresh after my car crash.  Frugally buying bagels for seagulls and eagles and beagles.   Ogling muggles.   Food, dude, can be stewed or chewed or viewed with an attitude of lewd nude or boo'd rudely!  Julie is unruly and duly eats newly stewed gruel.  Wyatt's diet?  You can't buy it at Hyatt, sings Quiet Riot!  The museum has a dozen decent docents.  I have a dozen cousins.  You and I at the museum and lyceum.   I call 'em as I see 'em at the Coliseum.   Bryan and Byron have Ron's brains.  Insane, outsane, sane, and unsane.  Huh?  What?  Membrane, membrain, membrayne, and membreyn.   Inne Seine.  Insayn, knowudymsayin'?   minimally MANIMAL: Jeremiah was a bullfrog, Satan is a snake, (Teshara: he's a rat), I aint no Walrus - who you callin' a walrus??, I'm an Eagle (scout), Crazy Horse and Hopping Crow... Anne-imal, Dan the animal (danimal), the band The Animals.  People are people, so why should it be...  Monkees?  Beatles?  Byrds?  I'm a Beast!  

Little Miss Muffett paid Warren Buffett.   Your fate is to be as great as Bill Gates.  Concerned about earning?  Learn to turn over a new leaf, chief!  Make money, honey!   You're as funny as a nun showing her buns, hon!  A nun with a gun in the sun is simply not done!  But a genius earning bank, is like a general pulling rank, Hank!  Cash for trash?  Funds for having fun?  Dollars for hollering at ballers? Cut a check for -heck- sex?  Paid to get laid? Bucks for fucks?  Income for ink?  Payment for raiment?  A transfer of monies for answering the call of reading the funnies?  Do what you want and be like the Pontiff.   Be God, be good, and be rewarded with seventh heaven, Devan!  Answer the call, and get it all!  Follow your bliss, and write this.   Mm, sex muffins.   Thoughtless brainless mindless zombie idiots, and extraordinary genius creatives, and Joe Blow and Plain Jane.   Weird beard, strange mange, unusually casual, bizarre Jabar, freaky Zeke.   Goofy Sufis, and nudist Buddhists, and mathematical Catholics.   The Christian question.  The answer to cancer.  Slim Muslims (around a third are overweight) and Obese Cochise.  Carlos Slim is no longer overweight :-).   Are you into Hindus?  FSM on MSN.   Newish Jewish.   In the old mold.   Ludicrous Judaism.  Crazy to be lazy, but sane to have pain (for gain)...they say.   Hey!  Flying Spaghetti Monster and Sitting Spaghetti Saint (sss, said the slithering snake, secretly smelling sentient passsssta!).  Saint Satan?  Demonic Angels?  Yeah, everyone's everything.

Saturday, December 21, 2024

Take care and Never mind

huh? 

give care and always mind? mindless caring and cars.   Be careful, with a belly full of care.  And in love, like you're in the universe, or in a room, or in your body, or in a womb.  organized messages and organ mess, deist dentists, eleven ellens, big bouncy beautiful breasts and buttocks, amor Roma and Mora, Damon and Dominic the demonic Dominican deacons, the female form and foot fetish and fly-fishing and french-fries and fire-fighters on the funny farm, optimized sleep requires a dark cold and quiet room, stealing drugs and taking your medication, spiritually open / schizophrenic / hearing voices / mental / telepathic.   Mentally ill or superhuman?  Privileged psychic communication of a seer, or psychosis delusions and hallucinations?  Happy useful and good?  Or annoying counterproductive or even evil?  Fighting fire with fire - bringing flamethrowers to a forest fire?? lol.   Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.   Fee fie foe fum, fine fickle friend, fleas and flies.   Sly Ida and Artless Arthur.   Messy and smelly.  Stressy and yelly.   Jesse and Kelli :-).    Jess and Kell bless hell?  Holy moly.   Fight or flight from stranger-danger (and safe waifs).  Rhyme crime and saintly, faintly.  Tainted saints and teams of demons.  Nieman and Beamon aren't demons, but... Lehman's semen, what a he-man.   Make a sacred cake for fake Jake.  The real deal on Neil is he can heal your zeal for a veal meal.   Have a holly jolly Christmas.   'Tis also the season of misery, disillusionment, and despair (!).   Beauty's brevity (and hideous in Hades).   In the eyes of the beholder.   I's of the B- holder.   Eric Holder?   Texas hold 'em.  Hold on.  Hold me.   Whole, holes, holy, holdings, embraced and held (not helled).  Hold me, Kurt Cobain, said Courtney Love, whom he loved.   Soul food, and eat my feet.  Sleep fast, and take my waking slow.  Count Dracula's account at the blood bank.  A roach approaches.  Furious jury.  Mary and Chris say Merry Christmas.  Yule enjoy Christmas, I predict.  Happy Nude Year!  Happy Holly daze.  Celebrating solstice at Ol' Miss.  Tony Danza celebrates kwanzaa.  And Monica got a harmonica for Hanukkah.  Frosty is a white man.  The manager of the manger.  The Isis crisis.  The God-is-good gig.  God IS a good gig.  A penis the size of a peanut.  Visions of venison.  SwALLow a pEACH, each and all.  Grounded in Reality, and reality in the ground.  Like a diamond, or a mirror, I reflect a facet of Reality.  Reflect on this, young grasshopper.   Miserly misery, and the joys of toys for boys.   Things like rings that make you sing.   A revery on everyone, mulling over mullets, pondering ponds, contemplating convicts in temples, meditating on medication, absorbed in orbs, thinking in ink, quiet still contemplation of riots, killing, and quantum-Haitians.   Demonstrably demonic.   All-Important AI.  Suburban subcultures.   Dog iDeOloGy.   Readers need to find authors, and authors need to find readers, making connections.  Connecting with boxers on Boxing Day.  Characters in search of an author.   CHE Guevara and Coke, Heroin, Ecstasy (and rapid rapture).   Whatever's clever.   Boring whoring.   A whore roaring for war.    More gore, said my bloody buddy.  Sleepy and creepy and weepy, with peepee in his teepee.   The Indian got wind of Cindy.  My mind is named Mindy.  Mork is a dork.  My brain is named Brian.  My heart is named Gary.  My soul is named Han Solo.  The simian from San Simeon.   The monkey junkie, hooked on books, and addicted to dick.   Sex addicts needing the deed.  Horny, even with a torn knee.  Give it to me, let's live.  AIDS is for maids who got laid instead of paid.  Dizzy with disease.  Sick from a quick kick to the dick.  Ouch on the couch.   No pain, no gain.    No dirt, no hurt.  I insist on you being twisted, sister.    Up with corruption, down with clowns in gowns.   Verbs kicked to the curb, and down with nouns.   Words are for the birds.   The science of silence.   Caw caw is caca.   Cindy sinned, but God did good.  Virtue can hurt you.   Prince of darkness, pod.   God and P.O.D. are at odds.   God's body, at the devil's level.   Todd and Evelyn consulted God and the devil, in books.  Crooks read books.   Saints faint.  The mind is mined.  What's in your head, Deadhead?  Zombies at Abercrombie.  The master is a mystery.   The lord is bored.  The king is kinky.  The emperor whimpers on hemp, temporarily.  The ruler is cooler, while the subject is abject.  Lovers take cover from Tom's bombs.   Tom's mom was a dom.   Calm in 'Nam, and panicked near Anne's neck.  Thinking about drinking.  When is it right to bite.  Thirst and in a hearse.   Dead and fed.   Ruddy and bloody.   Blood in the suds.   Can the Pope cope with soap?  Animal fat.   She's an ANIMAL!!  Phat.  A torpid corpse.  The boring get their bearings.   Dedication to medication.   Commitment to comity.  Vampires drink the red pill.  Don't be a drip, don't be a pill, be yourself, be all that you can be, be good, be cool.   You're hot!  A cold fish and hot shit and warm hearted and a bundle of joy.   Lotions potions, oils creams gels ointments and unguents.  Waving at that knave Dave at the rave...resulting in a grave at his fave cave.  Save us, Avis.    Rent a car and go far, gents.   Get away from the gay lay way, and begin a damn family, Amelie (homily).  Kisses from the missus, and love from above, and joy from your boy, and cheer, dear.   A happy pappy.  A glad dad.  Happy ever after with nappies and laughter.  Babies get rabies.  Children get killed, wren.  Ugh, Doug.  Shit happens.  Shit happened.   Life goes on.   Until the end of the world.  The End.  

   Disillusioned:  seeing the truth, having removed the illusion - The truth is out there, the facts indicate that life is shit, the world is a stinking hellhole of vice and suffering, and we're all going to die :-(     But cheer up, you're not alone, life is beautiful, I'm here for you, and there are things like comedy, music, sushi, and hugs!   So buck up!  Life is grand.  Meditate, smile, watch a movie, and tell me your troubles.   Problems can be solved.  All you need is a long nap, a big meal, a little fresh air, some exercise, and a good book.  Maybe also some variety, do something new, for a change.    Mix it up.   Go to a different church, or even a different religion.  Plant some trees.  Go for a swim.  Call a friend.  Eat a peach.

   Cannibalism: A thirst for the worst, and a hunger for anger, and a need for deeds that fix the sicks.   John Cena ('cena' is dinner, in spanish) and Dan (diet and nutrition): having an old friend for dinner... (can o' bull), with some Vampire brand wine, and mussels (muscles), with your sweetheart, and honey, honey.   Chewing on Chuy.   If you seso ('seso' is brain, in spanish).  Nibbling on toes (TOE is theory of everything).  Bits and bytes of digital (fingers).  Crunch time.   Devouring the devil, and eating meat, and consuming Sue, and ingesting/digesting JessT, and swallowing all, low.   Teshara flesh and delicious nutritious Trish and the yummy tummy of Kelli's belly, and flavorful Dave, and delightful bites of Heath White, and a scrumptious rump of the miss.  Jack in a box, Barbie on the bar-b-que?? Your love in the oven, but vengeance is a dish best served cold.  Geezus, what am I saying.  Enjoy a steak - human flesh is off limits, people.   Bok bok!  what are you, chicken?   Ha.   Have a ball.   Ew, yuck.   Adam's apple and apple of my eye and butt-munch and eat it and bite me and a tall drink of water and blood pudding and you are what you eat so you are food...   Skinny-dipping? Pigs and fat cows and sheeple and lambs of god and bugs to swat and Anne-imals and sharks and chicks and carnivore-karma (only jerks eat jerky?) and eating fruits and vegetables and being fishy / full of bull and gourmet preparation of exotic meat, for a discriminating audience.   Judge's verdict?  GOD.   Gross Or Delicious?  Falling apart, and falling off the bone.   Eucharist is a host.   You, christ - God eats the heavenly host!?   Eating hostess.  Eating Raoul.   Eating a bimbo.  I eat cannibals, it's incredible.  God is a man of war, war is the art of deception, god is love, so god is hate, and heaven is hell, and the heavenly host are food!!  God is a woman of peace, devouring the devil (devil= 4 evil), you see where this is going.   Is hell heaven?  Biting satire.   Cup of Joe.   Bob's bucket of blood.  Gulp.

Me.  Jesse just seems juicy.  I like to compile ideas and lists, write essays, research, learn and teach, and share.  I really appreciate truth and clarity.  I like thinking about words, god religion and spirituality, and formulating opinions on issues...  I like jokes and humor and satire and comedy and stand-up.   I like reading and reading aloud.  I'm passionate about quality of life and equality and alleviating poverty and suffering.   I believe in knowledge, wisdom, understanding, truth, enlightenment, and open-mindedness and curiosity.   I enjoy community, communication, conversation, comedy, and collective cooperation.  I have a passion for blogging, publishing, and happy dogs.  My online pleasures include: YouTube, Pinterest, Instagram, Onion, Wikipedia, Joe Frank, and The Poetry Foundation.    Music, meditation, exercise, and tasty food are daily delights.   I like to be productive, get things done, make to do lists, map out my day, and stay active.   My areas of expertise include: the philosophy of religion, mental health, dogs, international relations, bicycling, scouting, and talking (I guess).   I want The Good Life for myself and others, and this includes Money, Medication, Diet and Nutrition, Exercise, Enough sleep, Writing and Talking and Praying and Reading together, and things like dopamine, oxytocin, and endorphins.  Meditation can really make me happy, too.   Flirting, laughter, truth, nature, compliments, travel, good books, float my boat.   The inner child in me still likes fun and play and games.   I'm 53 and I have a nerf gun, lol.   Boop-a-doop.

D.  Vampire Hunter D.  Deception, death, darkness, decay, depravity, the depths of despair, depression, disillusionment, dread, demons, devils, disease, disaster, destruction, dirty deeds, damnation, desperation, distance, and debility.    A decision to be a dumb dim dork, duh.   A desire for delight, and digital destiny.  A donkey named Don Quixote?   Ding-dong.   It's Dave.   Get over the devil, G.O.D.      OH my God.   Only Human.   Dads just die and disappear.  

Ontological Nihilism is the position that nothing actually exists, at all.   I think, therefore I am.  I don't think.... "poof!"  (God disappears).    Presto, reappearance:   a flapper that claps and snaps! (for a dapper lapper, before they both take a nap, says the rapper zapper.   Yup).

Tuesday, December 17, 2024

What is a real Christian?

Good question!   

A follower of Christ?  Or.. baptized?   Or just a good person? Maybe someone named Christian?  Anyone who identifies as such, no matter who?   Someone in a personal relationship with Jesus who publicly accepts Jesus Christ as their lord and savior? 

1.Some Christians are into prosperity, while others think it is harder to enter the kingdom of heaven if you are rich than to pass through the eye of a needle (or something - is there a camel involved?).

2. Jesus is Heyzeus.  Christ is short for Christopher.  Christopher Jesse.   ChrisJess.   Zeus Topher.  Words.   A word game.  Whatever.   Anything to anybody.  Christine and Ian.

3. They will know we are Christians by our love.   Anyone who loves, in love.   Devotion and delight.  God is love.  Love is agape, philia, eros.  Affection, intimacy, sex, respect…. Yada yada.  Xoxo.

4. There’s a vampire named Christian.  Maybe he feeds on Antichrists.  Who the fuck knows.   (I’m talking about a guy in the vampire subculture, in a book about it I read).   Presumably he drinks real blood.    Of course, Christians drink the blood of Christ (wine or grape juice).   There’s discussion about what’s a real vampire, too.  


Prayer

I used to think prayer aloud was a way of getting into people's heads, or dominance, or performance.   Now I think of it as a way to be more serious and solemn than conversation, and relate your values and morals and desires to those around you.   Thought, meditation, conversation, prayer, writing - it's all kind of the same thing (to me).  It's mind-maintenance, a method of purity, the light of the eternal sunshine of the spotless mind...   Putting it out into the universe.  Talking to yourself, God to God.   Communication with the divine.   It can make you feel good, and empowered, and heard, and not alone, and hopeful.   Demons pray for prey.   Predators pray for prey.  It's a rare prayer, but bloody good?  'Sed' is thirst, in spanish (acronym for Sin, Evil, Depravity).  No one has to pray, in my book.   God, if He exists, knows it all (already).  And privacy as a constitutional right is an absolute farce.   There are telepaths in your head that can hear your every thought, and God is the Big Kahuna of telepaths, who hears everything.  Maybe God in heaven is a computer in the system, these days, but call it whatever you want - you are heard, not alone, and nothing is private or secret, because God is omniscient, and every hair on your head is counted, every thought noted, and every action a part of greater awareness, Higher Mind, like Santa knowing who's naughty or nice.  I call myself God, but I am not hyper-aware like that, if indeed anyone really is, in fact.   What is real and what is hypnosis?


Who is Jesus?

He's dead.   He may have survived the crucifixion, but he ain't alive now.   They found his coffin (maybe).  He lives on, in his words and ideas and people ("body of Christ").  Jesus doesn't love you.  He loved you.  Christians love you, maybe.  Hopefully.   I mean, they say They will know we are Christians by our love.  Sometimes people say one thing, and mean another.  No one knows who Jesus was, really.  He lived 2000 years ago.  People say a lot of contradictory stuff.  A magician, of course.   You can't walk on water (unless it's ice).  He shriveled a fig tree?  Whatever.  I have a bridge to sell you.  Don't let the right hand know what the left is doing?  Weird.   I am not an octopus.  I am a walrus, lol.  Turn the other cheek?  Well, if they're shooting at you, shoot back, don't sacrifice yourself!  3:16?  so that you can have eternal life?  Well, quality matters as much as quantity!! An eternity of hell isn't much of a reward for believing in Jesus.    People can be good without being Christians.  If there IS a heaven, you don't have to believe in it to go there.  Jesus loves me, this I know?   No.  Dust loves me?   Well, okay, why not.   I don't have much of a fulfilling relationship with dust, I have to say.  Cigarettes to ashes, and Dustin to dust.  I like Dustin.   Not sure about Justin.   I could just say I like everyone, in some theoretical, philosophical sense.   But honestly, practically, I probably don't.  Sometimes I think I hate everyone.  But it's not that bad.  People are people.  There is goodness in everyone.   But it's hard to be kind, sometimes.


The 2 thing

Apathy and disenchantment vs. love and passion.    Incurious vs. engaged.    Alive! vs. zombie.  It takes 2 to tango.   One is the loneliest number.  2 kids, for replacement.  Cum again?  

(Jesus, time, hey, beast, jew, it, no, ow, cross, shit, kind, death...) (numerology)

   Adam and Eve, good and bad, love and hate, synonyms and antonyms, words and ideas, light and darkness, male and female, brother and sister, attraction and repulsion, knowledge and ignorance, elation and depression, joy and sadness, celebration and grief, misery and bliss, pleasure and pain, comfort and discomfort, wealth and poverty, virtue and vice, crime and sin, heaven and hell, love and marriage, hate and revenge, being and nothingness, to be or not to be, hungry and thirsty, food and drink, piss and shit, beginning and end, start and finish, alpha and omega, empathy and schadenfreude, sane or mentally ill, sick or well, right and left, up and down, front and back, awake and asleep, yada yada, etc. etc.  (pairs)


Don't say Happy Christmas or Merry New Year!   Gasp!  Think outside the box?  Who the hell does their thinking in boxes?!!!???!  Jack in the box?   What the hell does THAT mean??  A cow named Jack?  You are what you eat...   I am the love child of a Burger King and a Dairy Queen?  I am food.  I eat nuts, and I eat fruit, but I'm neither (oh, bother).   Eating vegetables does not a vegetable make.  Am I dead meat?  Holy cow.  I'm a pig.   Oink.  I think I'm turning Japanese.  I really think so.   So, a needle pulling thread.  Are you there, God?   It's me, Jesse.  (Margaret is my mom's name), (are you there/their god?  I AM. they are, they're).    Are you the air, god?   Air god and air guitar and air jordan, blowing over the face of the deep...

Sunday, December 8, 2024

God

 adjectives, names, descriptors

FSM (Flying Spaghetti Monster), Zeus, Ra, Set, Allah, Brahma, Shiva, Vishnu, YHWH, Shangdi, Ahura Mazda  (am fsm bars vs syz?) 

God is

a word, a concept, a set of concepts, a role, an identity, a status.

good, personified.   perfectly good.  the source of all goodness.  The creator, of all creation.  The heavenly father.   Love, one, a man of war, holy, blessed, great, pure, sanctified, sacred, most high, perfect, omnipotent, omniscient, omnipresent, omnibenevolent, always and forever, everywhere, eternal, big, infinite, ∞, alive, immortal, righteous, loving, good, kind, merciful, forgiving, compassionate, just, fair, all-knowing, all-wise, all-powerful, almighty.

Triune.

Father, Son, Holy Spirit.    The 3 guys.   Brahma, Siva, Vishnu.   CDP.    Creation Destruction Preservation.   Me Myself and I.   Satan Vampire and Jesus?!  Drink the blood of Christ.   Some people / v's drink to see (taste, actually) if you have a disease, I'm told.   Un poco loco, Moco.    Good bloodthirsty evil, or something.   Just a thought.

Saturday, November 23, 2024

Reality

Mine, anyway

 There have been an estimated 8-12,000 gods in human history (the last 300,000 years).   Everything from Allah to Zeus.   In 10,000 religions.   In my own, personal, syncretic religion, we are each our own God of our own world.  Everybody’s world is unique and different.  So all of us have our own religion, morality, god, and maybe even heaven, to my way of seeing things.  This is mine.

Some say, “it’s all good”.   So let’s start with the vampire, a demon.  Demons are evil entities and hellions.  Anyway, in defense of the bloodthirsty-   Are they psycho criminal monsters?  Or

do they have their own logic, and even values and virtue (in addition to their vice and villainy)?  Some vampires bite for truth.  What you taste like, if you’ll submit or fight back, if you’ll survive.      

    If it’s erotic.   If she’s into it.  What the experience is like.  Good or bad.  The taste, but also the see, hear, smell, touch.    The full sensory tactile event, feeling, memory.   To a vampire, you’re food.   They subsist on blood.   Some really enjoy it.   There is ecstasy in the bite.  They might consider you a delight to bite, honey.  A refreshing beverage, like red wine, or sangria, or fruit punch, or V8, or cranberry juice, or strawberry smoothie, or even a Coke from a red can, maybe.  If people are vessels, then we’re like cans, right?   Containers.   And maybe not all predators are the bad guys, if it’s a snake eating its tail, or the lion of Judah swatting a mosquito, or something.  For the sake of argument.


So what is God?  God is good.  God is the personification of good.  No more, no less.  That’s all He/She has ever been.  Everything else is embellishment.  Like, say, the "source of all goodness".  God the Father.   God the Creator.  What is good?  The absence of dissatisfaction and the positive presence of pleasure. Then again, anything God says is good, to some of us.   It’s circular.   Good is an opinion.  Most people agree on it, but it’s still an opinion.  And your God is a choice.  Gödel, Godot, Godiva?  All good.   Allah as the name of God seems to linguistically imply it’s ALL holy.   Maybe it is.   Or should be.  Lived and Santa are anagrams of Devil and Satan, but life and gifts are certainly fun and good, in my book.  Evelyn isn’t evil and Wick isn’t wicked.  Anyway, God is a word.  A word for a concept.  A lot of concepts, really.  I like to make the word as rich as possible, denoting and connoting multitudes, a vast array of concepts and ideas.   God is not merely conceptual. God is also a role, identity, and status.  The good book says God is One, Love, a Man of War, and Good.  The bible says Only God is good, if you buy that bull.  I do.  I like bibs and beef and pretty much all religious paradigms.  Life is good, beautiful.  Everything is scripture, including the driver’s manual, or the newspaper, or the encyclopedia, or all the fiction!  God is everywhere, and created everything, and is in everyone.  Everything you read, watch, listen to, think, say, do, dream, write, create… is sacred, holy.  All your work, all your play, your rest and your effort, your movement and your stillness, meditation and action, are entirely blessed and sanctified.   You only live once.  Enjoy life, live and learn.   Reality is all the God there ever is, I’ve heard said.  Everybody is the God of their own skull-sized kingdom.   Mean or kind.  They can instill their values in their children.  They can become politicians or Supreme Court justices.  No matter how much we differ, we all usually think of ourselves as good.  So God is a game.   Whether the space between your ears, or the infinite space of the Universe, God/Reality/You-niverse can be Love!  Make it so!


What is good?  The good life!  Morality, ethics, virtue, holiness.   Happiness, pleasure, contentment.   Meaning and purpose and making the world a better place.   Progress, improvement, change, development, growth.  Reducing suffering, increasing bliss.  Things like truth and beauty.   Justice, fairness, compassion, mercy, forgiveness, love, kindness, grace.   Devotion and delight.  Preventing and defeating evil.  Humor and laughter and play and fun.  Hard work and setting an example and values like charity and gratitude and respect.  Leisure and good weather and yoga.  Goodness is met need.  People need food and drink, shelter and clothing and bedding/blankets, healthcare and education and jobs, and meaning and love.  I would add things like internet and libraries and Nature.  My list of virtues includes: friendly joyful funny helpful sane caring wise sexy and intelligent/curious.  My idea of saintliness includes good listeners with clear heads and clean hearts who actively hear the troubles, confessions, griefs, concerns, gripes, needs, wants, dreams, desires, aspirations, hopes, passions, and excitements of those around them.   People of dignity and integrity, builders of community and lovers of wisdom and teachers of children and workers of all kinds, toiling to make a better society, a better world, for themselves and their children and everyone else. 

So religion is a way of inculcating values in children, celebrating rituals that sanctify life events like births, deaths, weddings, and the like, and allowing important things to happen like forgiveness, renewal, and community gathering.  Families dress up on Sunday mornings, and participate together in ancient traditions that instruct and edify and entertain and correct.   Priests shed light on the Bible, the Church, Morals, and Doctrine (Jesus, Sacraments, etc.).   Society holds these things in esteem, and Christianity is a big part of American culture, whether you follow it, disagree with any of it, or even are Atheist or Agnostic.  Religion is a word game, and hypnosis, and madness, and -to me- really, really interesting (and therefore fun).   I like all religions, and MY religion is all of them (including atheism / none of them) - that is to say, the bits I agree with, and the parts I think are false but still useful or helpful or important.   Some parts of some religions I don’t like, though.


Heaven is my favorite part.   In a nutshell?   Alive and in love, eternally.   It’s the way of envisioning the ideal perfect utopia, that lasts forever, and never ends, as the reward for a life well lived, the incentive to make the world a better place, and even a possible Reality in the future, with technological advances that could enable immortality, occupying virtual worlds, and facilitating individual reflection on hopes and dreams and fantasies, and what you might do in an Alternate Reality that could give you Anything You Want (!).  Plus, it takes the sting from death, with the possibility of hope, especially if you are happy, OR have lived a miserable life that fairness dictates should be remedied with a satisfying life, if there is any justice in the world.  Should the depraved be happy while the virtuous suffer?  Also, heaven doesn’t have to be an afterlife.   Earth can be Heaven, in the “heavens”, where humans are adapted to live, and where life is good/beautiful, and the Good Life includes things like good food, sex, music, books, Nature, endorphins, and places like jazz clubs or cinemas or libraries.  To me, Heaven is biochemical.  Like dopamine.  Involving the pleasure and reward center of the brain (Not being raptured into some foggy cloud in the sky as a ghost or spirit or soul or immaterial essence!!) The possibilities for diversion and variety are endless, and the Real World holds the promise of multiple delights.  Oxytocin is the love chemical.   Heroin might be the chemical I love (I’ve never tried it).   In any case, I imagine there’s heroin in Heaven.  Both of them.  Heaven is where you frolic and cavort in blissful felicity with the gods, deities, angels, saints, and heavenly host, on 7th heaven, with the paladins behind Paradise's palisade, as an immortal in love, with every need met, every desire fulfilled, and every opportunity for joy available.  Heaven is also just being happy (on earth).  Put simply, though, Heaven is NOT being in Hell. Be grateful you are not being tortured.


What is Hell?  Hell is suffering.   Hell is also conceived as the place of eternal torment for the damned, in an afterlife of burning in a lake of fire, as a punishment for evil, wickedness, sin, and cruelty.  God’s depravity, to prevent brutality.   Or the threat of it, anyway.  Would God really do such a thing?  The universe is a very big place, and one might suppose the possibilities endless.  Savagery exists.  It’s a very large stick (the largest).   The carrot of Heaven should suffice, but between the two of them, you’ll probably fall into line.  Incentives and inducements like this, heaven or hell, as divine judgment: rapture or accursement, bliss or misery, rewards or punishment, for good and evil, virtue and corruption, make society a better place, and are therefore both Good.  The terror, horror, fear, anxiety, stress, worry, torment, and hell associated with the prospect of Hell IS a major problem.  But putting the fear of God into people might not always be a bad thing.  In prison, or in the pulpit, the FOG is a valuable thing.   God may be virtual, and sin therefore imaginary, but Virtue is real, the Law concrete, and guilt absolutely necessary for the prevention of further criminality.  God bless hell.  Turpitude, iniquity, and transgression?  The insidious, dangerous, and vicious?  Damn it all to hell - May you never hear the screams of the damned, as the suffering, pain, discontent, dissatisfaction, misery, depression, nausea, and discomfort of guilt, torture, torment, trauma, abuse, rape… and the unceasing agony, distress, and affliction, for all eternity, of being weak, sick, unwell, and ill, in prison, in a lake of fire, with no escape, no relief, no remit.  Ouch!, Ugh! Are there 7 heavens and 9 circles of hell?  Does that mean there are like 17 realms of Reality?  Who are the Hellions?:  Well, there are lots of names for demons: Satan, Mephistopheles, Antichrist, Lucifer, Beelzebub, Asmodeus, Devil, Cthulhu, Sauron.  So the main categories are, Devil, Devils, Demons, Monsters, Sinners, criminals, the evil and wicked, unrepentant and unforgiven tormentors and torturers, the cruel and brutal and savage and ruthless, rotten and mean rapists and murderers, vampires of vicious vice, the cruel and corrupt, the Depraved.  Separated from God (Love).   In a world of hurt.  Pray for the depraved! Bless for bliss!  Unfortunate peoples decimated, subjugated, and exterminated (By guns, germs, and steel).   The forces of fate are hardly orchestrated by an impartial, loving God!!


Absolute depravity of nameless evil, like Cthulhu, Green Octopus-Dragon, beyond monstrous, reaping ruin, death, destruction, and torture to all, without discrimination, unjust and unfair and unmerited, and at a vast, cosmic scale, a merciless ruthless unstoppable juggernaut machine of growing torment, despair, hell, and pain - deserves the WORST punishment possible.    If nothing and no one escapes, this fate worse than death, this black hole of soul-destroying misery, this fate beyond imagining, then justice requires like for like, a hellish karma for The Evil One.  For example, having parents that beat and torment you, and sell you for drugs, leaving you to the mercy of villains who then anally rape, torture, murder, cook, and eat you.   This is evil, and this requires divine payback.   Those involved in the meat industry may seriously qualify.   Anyone who pushes the button on a nuclear device, I would add, too.   There IS in fact great evil in the world.   Hannah Arendt called its ubiquity (or coined the expression, anyway) The Banality of Evil.  Hell is/can mean 6 things: 1. Eternal torment, 2. Death, 3. Prison, 4. Suffering, (and also, 5. that place in Norway) (or, 6. Hel (one L), the place/world of the dead in Norse mythology, which later became the goddess of death).   So hell is a rich term, and evil is everywhere, and all of us are going there (in the sense of death). 

    

What if neither Heaven nor Hell exist?  Heaven and hell, in the conventional meanings, are for spirits, are spiritual.  People say “I am not religious, I’m spiritual.”   I guess I’m neither.  I am a materialist, and I believe everything is physical.   Spirits are to bodies as radio waves are to radio receivers.  It’s all physics.   Everything is chemical.  Pleasure and pain exist, and that is heaven and hell for me, in a nutshell.  I seriously doubt we have ghosts in a shell, or that we have souls that migrate to distant planets in an Avatar (movie) -type scenario.  The Holy Spirit is an idea.  I am my body.   My name denotes my body.  My soul and spirit and psyche are functions of my DNA in an environment over time, my upbringing.  That is who I am.  I mold myself, define myself, make and create my identity and body, and I have agency over my actions and behavior.  Dreams come from mind, which is more collective than many think (I think).  Morpheus is the God of dreams.  The bible speaks of dreams from God.   In that sleep of death, what dreams may come.  We are like ants, in a collective.   Maybe all animals are.   Atomism is delusional.  We exist in relation, as part of community (-ies).   You are never alone.   That is spiritual.   Like the spirit of radio.  Your head is a cosmic receiver.  We are programmed to receive.  You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave!  Psychic entanglement, right?  Voices, visions, dreams, telepathy, connection.   It COULD all be real, but I suspect the majority is imaginary.  Ideation gets crazy, but you should enjoy your own head, your own mind.   Otherwise, maybe you need medication(s) or something.  Heaven is love-bliss, and Hell is torment and torture.   From oxytocin to electrocution, from heroin to flamethrowers, from agony to ecstasy, from rapture to capture, neurons are a blessing and a curse!  From utmost bliss to peak puke.   Eternally, as souls, ghosts, spirits?   Give me a break.   Ghosts don’t have neurons.    No one lives forever.   Oblivion and nullibiety are the universal fate.  Impermanence is a law of Nature.    Is this a nightmare and a bad dream?  If so, then you’re going to hell.  If life is good, and you accept death (how could you otherwise?), then you are in Heaven (and maybe you hold a shred of hope for a blissful afterlife, as well).  That’s how I see it.  Hypnotize yourself into happiness, and make your life fun.   Otherwise, you’re a hellion (on earth).   The heavenly host is all around you.


What is MY idea of Heaven? 2 things.   A good life (with a good death), and an afterlife that (probably) hasn’t been engineered, yet.  

      What is the Good Life? Also known as well-being, life-satisfaction / good mood, positive psychology, and hedonics, the science of happiness (or joy bliss cheer contentment satisfaction ecstasy rapture fun play laughter games pleasure delight amusement fulfillment) has come a long way, baby.  Quality of life?  Heaven is:   Alive, in love, eternally.   Not just alive, but alive without aging, of course.   And not on a breathing machine, either, lol - A heavenly body is strong, fit, healthy, well, and sane.  Some insanity might be called for, and do a body good, I would think though, actually.   No we’re never gonna survive unless we get a little crazy, sang Seal.   The most popular class at Yale ever taught is the course on the science of Happiness.   Ideally, these secrets should be taught to only the Virtuous, and ideally, Everyone should be Virtuous!  Virtues like service love goodness kindness mercy compassion forgiveness truth peace happiness justice…  The ingredients in the recipe for the stew of Happiness include: Spirituality, relationships, leisure, resilience, exercise, sleep, meditation, music, diversion, entertainment, and drugs and diet/nutrition.   Things like a good job, money, awesome stuff, true love, a perfect body, and good grades factor much less than commonly thought.   Knowing your character trait strengths and using them often is a big part.     These traits include curiosity, honesty, love of learning, judgment, bravery, social intelligence, kindness, hope, self-regulation, prudence, love, creativity, forgiveness, perspective, appreciation of beauty and excellence, zest, spirituality, gratitude, perseverance, humor, teamwork, fairness, leadership, and humility.  My other lists of traits include the Scout Law: Trustworthy, loyal, helpful, friendly, courteous, kind, obedient, cheerful, thrifty, brave, clean, reverent.   And from a worksheet I was given:  Flexible, nurturing, thoughtful, confident, optimistic, respectful, determined, skilled, motivated, resilient, self-directed, reliable, relaxed, listener, decisive, enthusiastic, forgiving, humble, responsible, cooperative, frugal, tolerant, innovative, balanced.   And my own list:  strong, fit, healthy, well, sane, happy.   Savoring and gratitude are habits that should be cultivated to be happier, feel better.   Gratification, pleasure, delight, euphoria, elation, ecstasy, ebullience, exhilaration, exultation, exuberance, glee, felicity, joy, cheer, not-blue, not-depressed, can be cultivated and grown in any individual.  Joy happiness and bliss are possible, here and now.  Big?  Flow-state doing something difficult and worthwhile (immersed, on, in the zone, lost track of time, serene, focused, in the moment, arousal, control, concentration, skill, challenge, reward, efficacy, self-confidence).  Also, service, making a difference.  Dedication, hard work, with a growth mindset (welcoming learning from mistakes, curiosity about subjects over motivation for mere grades say, less validation of own intelligence and more seeking of improvement).  Perhaps most important is Other People.   Friends, family, lovers, conversations (with anyone, actually), less solitude, more interaction, community.   Life is better in presence of others.  Making yourself a slave is never wise.  Free time, prioritizing time over money, is indicated.  Living in the here and now, with a focus on present. Productivity is satisfying.  So is cocaine!   What about the Quantity side of the equation?  Turritopsis Nutricula is an immortal jellyfish.   Maybe science can learn from it, and apply the lessons to human creatures such as ourselves, homo sapiens sapiens, for an extended lifespan.  The longest human life, so far, (known and verified, anyway) is Jean Calment, a woman in France, who lived 122 years (and 164 days), dying in 1997.  

      What is the Good Life, in summary?  contentment and satisfaction, joy and bliss, pleasure and love, and humor, play, diversion, entertainment, distraction, and freedom (e.g. free time).  Enough money for your needs and wants (and only wanting within your means).  Meaning and purpose.  Service and kindness and charity and goodwill and positivity.   Sex, intimacy, affection, massage, touch.   Met need (basic needs and otherwise).  And being strong, fit, healthy, well, sane, with good habits, good diet, good exercise, and good sleep (not too much or too little).   Mind-maintenance (meditation, reading, writing, good conversation).  Creativity and productivity and engagement.  Fulfillment.  Resilience.  Growth.   Simplicity.  Balance.   Passion and connection.  Being present.   Gratitude and using your strengths.   Making meditation a regular habit / practice.  Effort and dedication.   Practice random acts of kindness, begin a meditation practice (sit, write, ponder), and exercise daily.    Specificity!  An hour a day!  pushups, stretches / yoga, jumprope, dumbbell, low-impact dog walking, and exercises off the ACE online exercise-library.   That’s my litany, to get you started.   Basic need isn’t just food, shelter, and clothing, by the way.   It also includes drink, bedding/blankets, and things like libraries, healthcare, education, nature, peace/security, and relationship, community, love, meaning.   Here’s another list I made, stating it slightly differently:  Freedom, Chemicals and Food (Diet and Nutrition),  Exercise and Fitness, Love Relationships Intimacy and Sex, Compatibility Pleasure and Attraction, Money and Nice Things, Hypnosis and Contentment and Equanimity and Lack of Resentment and Forgiveness, History and Conditioning, Safety and Peace, Preparedness, Humor and Light-Heartedness, Trust, Kindness and Virtue, Self-Care, God, People around you, Words, Dreams, Conditions, Entertainment and Distraction, Goals, Livelihood, Nature, Stillness and Calm, Meditation, Sleep, Environs, Philosophy Religion and Culture, Variety and Change, Health, good DNA, Compassion and Empathy and Understanding, People Places and Things (family friends co-workers roommates) (travel and culture-shock) (objects and ideas), Creativity, Mind.  Attainment, realization, achievement.  Finally, you need an Absence of Torture Torment Pain Suffering and Resentment/Spiite/Malice, Psychic Vampires, Predators Crime and Sadists.   Right?  Things that make us UNhappy include social media, and being scattered/ all over the place/ with a wandering mind.  False expectations and habituation make us revert to our blah after winning the lottery, etc.  (just married! becomes just….married).  Also, of course, there are trials and tribulations, like breakups, car accidents, HIV diagnosis, victimization, etc.  So happiness requires an attitude, wisdom, practice, and a bit of luck.   Writing makes Me happy.   Music, meditation, good food, and my girlfriend make me happy.  Exercise and being well rested recharge my batteries, and help me look good, feel good.  


What is my idea of a REAL heavenly afterlife?  (Besides having offspring that are happy, living on long after you’re dead)…   Well, first of all, Paradise is a real place, in California, near Chico.   There’s a church there.  And maybe it would be cathartic to have a pleasant trip to Hell, which is a real village in Norway.  There’s Heavenly ski resort, and of course The Holy Land.   

    Anyway, a real afterlife, for me, seems like something that doesn’t exist yet, but COULD, potentially, if technology can allow the transfer of consciousness from a brain to a computer or something?  I don’t know if that is possible, or even desirable.   Assuming it is, this is how I imagine it:  Like a video game, with Superpowers.   You can draw on the entire corpus of comics and movies, as well as your imagination.   Heaven is a kind of library., said Borges.   Books, movies, videogame, you name it.  Everyone has their own personal Heaven.  You can admit or expel anyone you want into your customized world.  First of all, you can turn off pain or aging.  You can die and be reborn at any starting point you like.   You can choose your appearance, and morph into any shape or animal or being you like.   You have control over your mind, and can be in any mental mode you choose, say meditative or manic or omniscient or what-have-you.   IQ x.   So superpowers I’ve experienced or imagined, include:  Telepathy - I’m in your head, and you are in mine.  I hear your prayers, and we speak in voices.  Possession - I’m in your heart and rest of you, too.  Your body, your soul, your mind, your head, your heart, you-name-it.   Your pancreas, your spleen.  Eidetic imagination, I can send or receive dreams, daydreams, thoughts and ideas, pictures and movies, inspiration and images, indeed, any possible world.  You can listen to sublime music that perfectly suits your mood, all the time, and write or create songs, too.   Every book ever written is available.  You have access to God, to omniscience, to computers, the internet, everything in transalation, in any language.  You can be a genius, have genius friends, go to all the classes.   You can learn and know all the answers, have a photographic memory, read everything, grok.  You can have power, control history, try different things, do things over, time travel, experiment.  You can decide which sides win wars, who electorates elect.  You can submit to a Higher Power or be the HP.   You can do anything, in the fullness of time.  You can even be outside of time, if that means anything.  Cause the Big Bang and be the Creator.   Have a family or families.  You could conceivably have sex with everyone. Invisibility.  Flight.  Healing (of self or others).  You can survive in outer space, under water, or deep in the earth.  You can fight, cook, shape-shift, teleport, time-travel, freeze time, speak any language, have super-strength and speed, win in any sport, excel in any profession, create social progress, revolution, or decay;  You can create, destroy, preserve;  You can bend people to your will, by force or persuasion; speed-read.  You can (truthfully) say to yourself, I am immortal, invulnerable, non-aging, and can regenerate lost limbs, heal myself, survive a nuclear blast even, and vanquish any foe, individual or collective.  I can see all alternative futures, can play any role.  I am the best at sex.  I can have as much money as I desire.  I am perfect.  Sound good?  Lol. 

  

Reality may defy the deify, though.   Good luck.  The way things are aren’t as we imagine they should be.  Unless we’re content and adapted and lucky and maybe blessed.   Happiness is not an absolute.  We are often unhappy relative to those around us.  Unless you're enlightened and have reached Nirvana or something.


The Universe has 1 Billion+ galaxies.   The average galaxy has between 100B and 300B stars. Ours, the Milky Way galaxy, has at least 100B stars, according to many astronomers.  Intergalactic warfare is basically impossible, imo.    The distances are too VAST.  The average distance between stars is 29 trillion miles, or 5 light years.  Light travels at 186,282 miles per second.  For five years?   Between 200+? billion billion stars?  The average location in space is completely black.    This is just the KNOWN universe.

 

What is MY religion?  Kindness is my religion.  Not spite, malice, revenge.   Resentment and cruelty.  Anger hatred rage wrath fury.   Ire, grumpiness, dissatisfaction, unhappiness, sadness, depression, suicide.  Suffering exists.  Life is suffering.  Suffering is real and almost universal.  Suffering is from desire and craving, attachment and aversion.  To/For things, ideas, habits.  Suffering has many causes: loss, sickness, pain, failure, and the impermanence of pleasure.    Things like humiliation, broken dreams, sadness, and loss.  You can be happy to just be alive.  You can be happy for no reason.  You can be happy from heroin, exercise, love, vacation, money, entertainment / escape.   You can be happy from justice.   Winning.  Food.  Most anything.  Hypnosis, self-hypnosis, medications, therapy, dreams.  Meditation.  Nature.  Self-realization.   Making others happy.  Reducing suffering.  Trying, effort, discipline, fulfillment.  You can just be.   Endure.  MY idea of heaven is rapture, dreams, bliss - on earth.   Nice things.  Hopefully, a long life, and contentment, and hope for the future of the human species.

Counting My Blessings (CMB):

   1. Alive, 2. Alive!, 3. Food, 4. Clothing, 5. Shelter, 6. Security, Income, 7. Health, 8. Family, 9. Friends, 10. Kelli, 11. Libraries, 12. My Stuff, 13. Internet, 14. Blogger, 15. Wifi, 16. Peace, 17. Freedom, 18. Laws and Police and Justice, 19. Ambulances and EMTs and Hospitals and doctors and nurses, 20. Trains and BART and public transportation, 21. Restaurants, 22. Gym, 23. Opportunity, 24. Movies, TV, YouTube, 25. My iPhone and plan, 26. My genes and upbringing, 27. My education, 28. Scouting, 29. Variety and diversity and religions and cultures and races and travel, 30. Sex, 31. Junk food, 32. Hope, 33. Drugs and meds, 34. Help, resources, good will, charity, kindness, compassion, 35. Motivation, inspiration, example, 36. Contentment, 37. Wealth, 38. Joy (in all its forms: happiness, bliss, satisfaction, ecstasy, fun..), 39. Renewal, 40. Grace (god's free and undeserved favor), 41. God, Love, the Universe, and Everything (GLUE!), ("the force" binds everything together, said obi juan ken noby), 42. You, the reader (follower?), 43. CMB: chatrooms and message boards (free education!, like Computers And Librarians at CAL).

Other statements of values, from my youth, include: 

On my honor I will do my best to do my duty to god and my country to obey the scout law to keep myself physically strong mentally awake and morally straight.   Be prepared.   Do a good turn daily.  Be a man for others.  Love thy neighbor.  Love all serve all.  

     Take it or leave it.

What is human nature, and why do religions and gods exist?  People are people.  Sometimes we’re gods.   Sometimes we’re demons, or devils, or subhumans, or animals, or things.  I like to be all of the above.   Fully human, as I see it.  Not evil - just fully alive and engaged.   When I watch movies, I enter into them, as any role.   Sometimes I take these roles home with me.  But I know who I am, and like myself, my identity, my mind, my body, my heart and soul, as it were.  I am kind.  The bible says, Only God is good.   Seems to mean, All people are bad.  Everyone wants to go to heaven, and heaven is generally conceived as God’s reward for virtue.  What if people are people, and everybody is the same?  Anybody can be anything.  God is a man of war.   So God is a person.  War is bad?  Love the sinner, hate the sin.  People are bodies.   Bodies are not evil.  Actions are, and the decisions to make those actions.  But sin doesn't exist.   Only crime does.   Different people have different "god's laws."  One man's trash is another's treasure.   One's virtue, another's vice.  And some people have really TWISTED "virtues."    So the God thing, the God project, the purpose of religion, is to mold and change flawed human beings into an ideal type (“God”).   I say, be yourself, but be happy, be good, and be your own god, with a little help from your friends (gods, as well?).   Amen.

Depravity is sin at the extreme evil end of the spectrum.   Things like abduction, and false imprisonment, and savage beatings, and enslavement, and violent rape, and torture, and thrill-killing murders, and cannibalism.  Cruelty of any kind is deeply immoral, in my book.  I’m a hypocrite, but I believe meat is murder.  The enjoyment I get from eating meat outweighs any moral qualms I might have about animal suffering.  But I’m not about to start eating babies.   Starting wars is depraved and mass murder or serial-killing is not acceptable, by any means.  We’ve all wanted to.  At least, I’ve been there.  But live and let live.   We all have to live with each other. 


Reality bites.   Reality is all the God there ever is.  Reality is the only word in the English language that should always be used in quotes.  Keep it real.   Omg.   Omni.   Omniscient, omnipotent, omnipresent. Omnibenevolent.   Oblivion.  Death.  ∞.  Always.   Much 'ado' about nothing.  No hell, ever.  No one lives forever.  Everybody hurts, sometimes.

    One final note on Hell:  All things are impermanent.  I believe this.  But pain exists.  Neurons exist.  What if immortality exists?  An immortal with neuropathy sounds like an actual hell.  When I said God bless hell, I actually meant/mean, the concept is useful, the word is just a sound, and the fear of a perceived threat makes society better, I suppose.  But God in his infinite mercy would never create such a thing.   Eternal suffering is the opposite of Virtue and Compassion.   God loves us.  All of us.  God bless.  Although the oceans might not be that fun, with all that predation (constant threat/fear?), one might suppose.  "sewers emptying into hell".   The crux is, do fish have feelings, feel pain, anxiety?  Do they suffer?  Is the ocean a giant hell?  Some sources say yes, others no.   Maybe some fish do, others don't?   Do fish hooks hurt?

     A final note on Heaven:  Theoretical, unless just Happiness.    Some kind of mix of Love, Heroin, Chocolate, and Roller-coasters, with Immortality, Meditation, Restaurants, Libraries, Superpowers, and a Star Trek Holodeck thrown into the mix.   Maybe omniscience (om-niss-int! or om-nish-shint) and Eternally thriving vitality: not just alive, but Alive!  Pump you up :-)


Retarded genius.   Created creator.  Loving hater.  Joyful depressive.  Truthful liar.   In heaven in hell.   In hell in heaven.   Yada yada.   Real unreal.   Unreal real.  Nothing is real.  Nothing to get hung about.  Strawberry Fields forever. 


SF, stands for, strawberry fields, sci-fi, Space Force, San Francisco, suck fuck, sodomy fellatio, sexual frustration/fantasy, square feet, sacrifice fly, start to finish, sugar free, special forces, sentence fragment, social fabric, standard fare, soul food, somewhat fluent, sine function, sly fox, sad/snot/shit- face(d), save face, sinful flesh, stinky/sniff fart, short film, so funny, sink faucet, sore feet, steamed fish, snack food, satanic felon, spiteful fury, simple favor, sibilant fricative, Sinn Fein, start a fire, submissive female, single family, subway footlong, science fair, schnickelfritz, schizophrenic family, song finch, sole fish, sand flea, snake fauna, soda fountain, snorkel fins, Santa Fe, sort of famous, significant figure, sales force, silk fabric, six flags, solar flare, snowflake, soporific fungi, Simpson family, spiritual formation, spirit fogging...

Monday, November 18, 2024

Random rhyme and assorted warts

 I live in Beerkeley

Bourbon in Burbank, Water in Watts, Whiskey is risky, Wine why not, Coke in Oakland, Bilbo Baguette, you are crunchy and good with ketchup, college collagen, a position in positronics, positron and negatron, Megatron and heavens to mergatroid, electron and elect Reagan, the diversion division, Universe University, a white man named Gary Hart is black hearted?, heavy in heaven and a light hearted sun, light of the world, LOW, light heart sound mind, psychotic reality-testing, steps with pets, highway semaphore dot dash dot dash (and 4 semi's), Sneeze and coffee, Soda in a boda bag for Yoda, Crack is back and the heroin is harrowing, Meth makes your breath smell like death, Acid makes me placid, and flaccid.   The investor made a big bet on cigarettes.   Nicotine is a sick scene.   Tobacco makes me whacko.  Drugs, bugs slugs and pugs, hugs and jugs, are better than thugs and ughs (like glugs in rugs).  I like bugs and slugs.  I have NOT, as I ought, got a lot of hot rotten daughters on yachts, on pot.   But they are caught at the bot spot, I've been taught.   I am a robot.  I have multiple functions.  I have been programmed to be versatile.   I can do many things.  Beep!  Blade Runner says don't run with scissors.   Schizophrenic schizors.  Run-in with the devil.  Gun runners and dog joggers.  Sprint for a mint.  a big sprig.  Rumi drinks rum in Romania.  Redrum, red red wine, blueberries, green machine, orange juice, purple drank.  Never wrong, infallible, true, correct, and right.  Confidence competence and compliments.  Comments on convents.  The inverse of commerce.  Out in the universe.   Multiverse and heptaverse, etc.   cozy and crazy.  revealing the veal.  Rog in the lodge.  Tony on a phony bony pony.  messy Jesse.  Kelli's jelly bellies.   Leggy Peggy and Scary Larry and Dangerous Dan and who are you wearin'?   Erin!   Is Esme lez gay?  Does Summer drive a Hummer?  Greg n Peg beg for keg.   Chris in bliss.  Sarah at Harrah's.  Vicki isn't picky.  Liz minds her biz.  Declan is hecklin' the comedian.  Ben pens for yen.  Rose listens to her Bose.   Depression and depravity.   Joy and joyería, like jews and jewelry.   Baby Bibi.  Adult a dolt.  Child drinks chai.  the lean queen was keen to leave the mean teen scene.   adolescents and ado-more-scents.  lessons for adolescents.  classes for the masses.  instruction for the reduction of suction.  the big suck, on tbs.  vampire campfire.  mellow and eating marshmallows.  I'd rather eat mud than drink blood, bud.   Ruddy, bloody, and muddy!  Alive and stirring up the hive.  Stung and hung.  the voice of youth:  the young tongue.   Listen and glisten.   Shiny happy lepers holding hands (!).   Fags eat figs.  Fruits are what they eat.   Eat minus excrete.   Ingest minus egest.  I'm a vegetable.  I'm a hat rack.  I'm dead meat.  I'm Candy? lol.  I'm food.   Bite me.  If you eat Life, are you a cereal killer?  Monkeys from the tribe of Simian.  chews jaws.  Choose your jews.  Democracy and don't mock the crazy.   Insane, know whadym sayin'?  If you're mad, you might not be mad.   Locomotives are trains, without brains- they don't have loco motives.  Don't you know I'm loco, essay?   louche from St. Lucia.   Native American rain dance, and the song Who will stop the rain - CCR (to be witchy, or shamanic, or something).   A desire for designer.   Scrape your scrotum.   What's your version of perversion?   Definition of death:  death-inition.   Juggler's jugular.  Sasquatch from Saskatchewan.  Loose Lucy with Lucifer.  Complied and compiled.   Turnkey turkey.   Vincent's venison.   Edifying Edward.   Teaching the I Ching, over tea.  Instruction on how to strike a chin.  Learning earning.   God is love, and love believes all things (BAT!) - batty.  Murray the eel.  Ready for red.  a chap in the chapel.  It's merely a mirror.  A made man in a made bed with a maid.  meaningless meanness to the kind kind.  taber-knuckle. Wag the dog, worship and glorify god.  Fallen Ellen.  Misery with ms. Mizzi.  Kicking and screaming with sour cream with kick.  Fur inferno.  Maintain the mountain.  Letting go of legos.  Pleasure in azure leisure.  Starburst into flames.  Shot in the head, and bloodshot eyes.  A seance with say, my aunts?  Divine red vines.  A bird's burden.  Moments with Moe.  The reason for trees.  Such a touch!  Witch bitch snitch!   Worries were and Aries are and Wilbur will be.  Roaches on the road to Rome.  Spank the snake.   Paid the Yahwage.  Well rounded squares.  Kooky Cookie Monster.  Cuban cubes of Q.   Cute cucumber.   The knife-wielder demanded I cut him a Czech!  fun funds.   give up or give down.  de-liver and deliver..   forsaken for sake.  the following Fall.  you ought to come in Autumn.  the killer took him at his word.  an abandoned band.  jew juice.  b less, a more, blessings always will be.  there have always been bins.  inherited hair.   never wok alone.  flaming swords and blazing blades.  lit and lazing in torpid sloth.  dumb king's king-dumb.  LOG and blog (blessed lord our god).  praise the lord and raise the lard.  shoe and sole, soul and Yeshua.  Were worthy Are arty and Will be willful.  Black African Princesses baptized.   Worship and glorify, well and good, Wag the dog, Walgreens, and joker/jester.  ham, heart and mind.   rejoice over James Joyce.  Message mess.  Prr secution of Cat- holics.  Feeling stuck, said the stabbing victim.  Don't Give Up, and listen to the Global Underground.  G-D eats golden delicious apples, and gum drops.  Dad is deceived and discouraged.  DD, the daredevil makes daily decisions that result in a dishonorable discharge.  AH!  always hope!  the creepy veep weeped over what she reaped.  Disciples' principles.  Do prunes need pruning?  Gadzooks!  More zucchini!  Heresy inheritance, get out of my hair.  Harvey's harvest.  Sede's seed.  Phil's hat:  Those who Hunger And Thirst for righteousness will be FILLed.  Bob weariness.  Manifesting a woman.  LSD, the lord and savior dude.  The King is speaking.  Are you saying yin or yang?   Playboy wordplay.  Acronyms and anagrams.   Ack!  Anna!  (NATO or SCUBA are acronyms: North Atlantic treaty organization, or self contained underwater breathing apparatus) (anagrams are words with their letters rearranged, e.g. Britney Spears as Presbyterians!) (actually, she was  raised Baptist).  cower and courage.  On pot, I thought I got shot by a bot!   Asteroids, meteors, and meteoroids (meatier and less plant-based).  Meteorites and comets, as well.  A witch come true.  Sundaes on Sunday.   Tuesdays, too.   On Monday, the key to monkeys is Jamaica, mon.   A taste, a toast, a test, a tease, get your toes wet.   Tossed out of Trieste.  Passing the testicle test.  A lot of cops want to be copilot.  God as cop?  God as everyONE ("God is One").   Inquiring as to how to join the choir.  A rough life and a bad day.  A blessed life and a perfect day.  Tutankhamen only ate common ramen!   Omen?  Amen!  Ionic pentameter.   Shakespeare on safari.  The vampire drank her fill of Phil.  The corrupt judge thought, victims - convict 'em!  The cop copulated with Copernicus.   The officer coughed, on and off.    Hardcore sex and a jarhead marine corps hex.  Pros and cons of professional convicts in the military:  kill bad guys, kill good guys, kill strangers, cause pain and suffering, war is hell, war is bad, war is evil, only obeying orders but still responsible for your actions, and stress anxiety worry of things like freaking flamethrowers or losing limbs or losing loved ones/ friends, thou shalt not kill, but God is a man of war (war is the art of deception) (war on war itself) (a woman of peace)...  Be all that you can be, be all that you can't be, homicidal, cruel, an assassin.   Putting the ILL in military.  Putting the well in dwelling.  The sassy assassin.  The asinine assassin.  Anal sex with an ass-assassin.  Blow your ass away.  The assiduous assassin.   Assassin assessment.  Asexual assassins.  Assass-sin and assass-virtue.   Reasonable treason.  AWOL and the ass wall.  Dishonor and bliss on her.   War crimes and war IS a crime.  Gore time.   Giving whores a dime in war time.   A reckless wreck.    Good day, God.   G-D, I can give you a Good Deal on Gasoline Or Diesel.  Devil, must you revel with Evelyn?  Stop hatin' Satan, you wicked sick dick, getting your kicks from quickly licking hicks like Mick or Nick, take your pick.   Held vs. helled.   Grieving grebe.  Rejoicing voices (you gave me a Rolls Royce?!?).  Sad lads.  Happy pappy.  Calm mom.  Uncle in a funk.   panting aunt.  A dozen cousins.  Brother from another mother.  Twisted sister.  Grandpa's hands were grand, man.   Runnin' with the devil (VH, violence harm, Van Halen).   My spleen was ruptured and my soul, raptured.   After I was captured, I was told I could select Scripture for my crypt.  To RIP in my crypt.   Cry PT (sad mom).   Lawrence in Florence.  Larry's dairy.  Dad's pad.  Milky Way:  lactating space, cows and Yahweh, bible bull, moo and moon, sacred Hindu cows, and going far from the farm.  Mother earth's breasts.  Coffins, coffee, and milk (a thousand K).  No wonder my mom prefers Peggy to Margaret, leggy and eggy?  vs. argh?  Much sexier, happier.  The ward's award winning wine.  Automated auto making.  In love, insane, and in debt.   Twitchy witches.  Wise wizards.  fishy magicians.  And sore sorcerers.  Ugly mugs.  Pretty kitty.  Beautiful cuticles.  Lovely hovercraft.  Quitcha bitchin'.   Sexy Mexicans.  Hideous Midianites.   skittish Yiddish.   Druse Jews.   Juicy Jesse and ooey gooey Chuy.  Messy Jesse and neat Pete.  Organized Morgan.  Clean Dean, straightening out Nate.  Jesus see's us, through the Holy See!  Jesus Christ, my cock.  25.  One-eyed trouser snake.  Harry Potter and Mary Poppins and Larry Pa.   Reckless and restless.   Many mini's.  Ironic ionic.  I am iambic.   hydroponic tonic.   Is Michael Moorcock a warlock?  Hideous Lydia and fine Gein.  Gorgeous George in a nasty cast.  Perfect Smurf, on fictional turf, somewher on Urf.  A lovely coven of sandwiches in the oven.   Stick your hot dog in my donut?  Sex muffins and beefcakes and whipped cream and nuts; Sausages and buns and oysters and aphrodisiacs.  African afro-disiacs.  Sexy Lexi and Candy and Elle and Caring Karen.   The cost of prostitution and the expense of pent up gents and the value of pals like you.  The need to bleed.   The desire for higher fire.  The thirst for a nurse.  The lust for her bust.  Sleepy keeper.  Erotic and hypnotic.  Etude about A1 steak sauce.  A ruler's rules.  Bent Ben with some twisted twits.   Hitting nitwits and decking Declan.  Punching Judy.  Pinch us, Pontius.  Letting slip a slap.  A peck, a poke, and a pack of pike.  A puking pickpocket.  The mountain climber took a peek at a peak, then puked.   Who likes lies and, like, lice?  Love life and doves hovering above, love.  The gov recommends gloves.   Bless you, G in your SUV.   Friday at Rite Aid.  hers yay on Thursday.  Wednesday Ben Gay.  Tuesdays I choose grey.  Monday is really a fun day.   I'm done paying on Sunday.   Satyrday i follow the mad hatter way.   lotions, potions, and the motion of the ocean.  precious and precocious.  clover lover.  Grass blades and marijuana, the movie Blade, knife (I pronounce kiniffy), Wesley Snipes, Wesleyan, jedi Snopes (oops, I meant Supreme Leader Snoke), and Leif Ericson.   Early birds, lame ducks, and war hawks.  A murder of crows and the dove of love from above.   SMC, Sex Massage and Cuddle at St Mary's College.   with Satan Mephistopheles Cthulhu??  Lebanese celebrities.  The clothing store is clothesed.  Dipped in sugar?  Nobody should be treated that way!  Jobless?  Jah bless!  Good goon.  Badass backlash.  Sushi sous-chef.   Shiite shit.   Sunni, soon.  Future few.  Many men.  Whim of women.  Kids' kids (baby goats).  Chilly children.  Warm warmongers.  Hot hottentots.  Old and cold coal.  Newly nude.  Ancient paychecks.  Remuneration, sooner.  Cash for door dash.  I'm low with woe, because of no dough flow.   Menu for a parvenu.    Garbanzo beans in the garbage.  The dark side: umbras, penumbras, taking umbrage.  Where the shadows lie.  Darklings, and shadow boxing, and slim shady, and the black knight, and darkness, imprisoning me...   Always look on the bright side of life, I see the light! Shiny happy people holding hands.  Sunny disposition.  Warm greetings.  Light-hearted.  Sundays and sundaes and sunny days and Son daze.    Witchcraft wizardry sorcery and magic.  Red lobster, orange julius, yellow submarine, green waste, blue sea/sky, violet beauregarde, pink carnation, black dahlia, Snow White..  rainbow sherbet.  Joseph and the technicolor dreamcoat.   Worlds planes dimensions planets.   Red mars, blue moon, god's green earth.  Spectacular Dracula, and underwhelming Elmo.  Amazing gays and great straights.   Spit some shit about perfect Smurfs.  Taking the red pill to The Blues.  Collision collusion according to Colossians.  Take care, caretaker.  Full of fuel.  Frivolous frivolity.  Corn starch porn star.   God S is a godless goddess.   The Most High (on crack?).  furious Fury.  musical Muse.  Nymphomaniac nymph.  Belle's bells.  Newman's numen.  Shakespeare's spirit.  Vinnie's divinity.  Jean's genius.  Demi's demiurge.  Sovereign poverty? Laurie's king of glory.  a supreme pizza for a Supreme Being.   AEIOU, absolute, eternal, infinite?  omg.  U!  Holla at Allah!  Jehovah, over.   Itty and De-ity.  Big up yo' self.  DB:  The Divine Being database.   Jimmy Choo chewing on churros on a choo-choo train (with me, Chuy).   Amen, Ahmed.  boo-ya!  Allelujiah!   Nice and nasty:  nicety.  Sexy socks.   Orguzzle?  Massage and pa-ssage.   The Dutch touch much!  Kiss bliss.   Go hug a bug.  Insex and copulating in a corpse in a copse.  Entomology? into apologies.  Bugs bug me.  But flies are like angels!  Flee the fleas.  God uses spiders as spys?  Causing a stink bug.  Male ladybugs with gender identity issues.  Mother moths.  Father fifths.  Dragonflies, fireflies, and dung beetles, in a world of shit.  It's praying mantis, not preying mantis (praying for deli-cious bugs).   Ad majoram dei gloriam, diversity equity and inclusion is God?  Cousin in a coven.   Ant's covenant.  Pynchon's pension.  Sovereign suffering.  Majesty of Jess T.  Conquored death and konk'd dead.  Waddling in swaddling clothes.  Faces places.  Wholly holy.  James Worthy is your name.  Wen Ho-Lee is your name.  Re-Joyce and re-read.  My Vietnam moniker ('nam name).  Worship and were a ship (before you sunk my relationship).  The void of Space, avoid it?  Marine corps, correct.  The majesty of the judge on hajj.  The heart surgeon opened his heart to the word of the lord.  Halving a baby!!  Saving the savior.  Savoring the savior.  ChrisT lives in you (Chris Tucker!).  The future is full of sex (what is to come).  All things are possible (a scary thought).  Faith, hope, love, peace, strength, forgiveness, healing, finance, a positive future...  Am I my name?  I am my body.   My name is just a word, a sound, some letters, changeable.   My body changes too, but it's far more me than a couple of mere syllables.  A name isn't much of an inheritance.   Cavalry at calvary.  Does God have an inferiority complex?   Look at me!  I'm so great!  Worship and glorify, all praise be unto ME!  A little validation is called for, for all the Creators, you could say.   SET, the egyptian god of war chaos and storms stands for Science, Engineering, Technology.   Cosmetic cosmology.  Kosmo Kramer in a microcosm of cosmic causation for comic cosmopolitan cosmetology.  Crows do caws.  Bets on the Mets.  BMW with bells and m, whistles.  The police place, and the criminal terminal, and the citizen sitting zen.   Burrowed and borrowed.  Eternity and Paternity.  Kamala in Kampala.  Pleasing the police.  Annoying Hanoi.   Cousin in a coven.   Light sight at night.  Mushroom showroom.   Eliciting the illicit.  Teshara, to share regression analysis.  Maybe you can't believe anything from anyone ever, but you can believe everything from someone always!  A mined mind.  The case of Cassie, kissed.  A hugged hag.  A loved liver.  Leaving your lover.  Sex sucks?  Try it six times to a sax in your socks!  Do it for the sake of the Sikhs who seek sake?  Sex psych, and a soc session, and theology geology (lake of fire in the center?  heaven in the clouds?).   Fly the friendly skies.  Mile high club on Love Cloud.  MHC, mental health counselor.   Serenity and senility.  Meth aftermath.  Heron on heroin.  Crack by the creek.  Drugs are a drag.  Is cocaine okay?  Placid on acid.  But not on pot.  Whacko about tobacco.  Lauren Bacall's favorite alcohol?  I'll call.   Smooches for pooches.  Fat cats and heavy petting.  Sephora and the Sefer Torah.  Sackler slackers.   Deaf leprechaun.  Sculpting a skull.  Pedophiles with chocodiles.  Any Tony is funny in NY.   A rat and the horse she rodent on?  awful offal.  wonderful underpants.  amazingly dazed and confused.  the phew, the proud.  Kyle and Kelli at Cal.  Loot for boots.  Bite my butt, you bat.  Lovey dovey Willie McCovey.  Hateful and grateful, ate..full.  Mated and sated.  Blow me or blow me up?  Lennon and McCartney wrote Strawberry Fields Forever- nothing is real:  they're nihilists.  Lennon and Lenin, Courtney and McCartney.  Nobody ain't nothing.  If it's all right, then you're alright (but a lot of things are wrong).  'Nihilism isn't real' might make an interesting bumper sticker.  Dodging a bullet and drinking a bulleit in your Dodge.  Sympathy telepathy apathy empathy psychopathy.   Death in the depths.  Life in the leaves.  A heavenly haven.  A hellhole.  Lovelife, and death/hated (anagram).   Disfruta la vida, profiter de la vie, godersi la vita, xiangshou shenghuo, jinsei o tanoshimu, das Lieben genieBen, astamtie bialhaya, magsaya sa buhay!  A stark warning about Star Wars.  A blessing from Bessie.  An accursement from the terse nurse.  Boy joy!  a girl with curls!  Vegan in Vegas.  Older manure.  Cop a feel or coprophilia.  You be front left, and I'll be right back.   Hooves in heaven, and demonic Dominicans.

Entomology culture: Buggsy Siegel and Nat King Cole and The Beatles and the movie The Fly and Bugs Bunny and a mosque on The Mosquito Coast and bug off, ANTichrist, and the insect in a sect (white anglo saxon protestant wasps) and cockroach insex, a cricket in my neck, butterflies fluttering by (spoonerism), and The Skipper, too.   Brother in the broth?  Mother moth?   Sister with a cyst?  Fat father?  Funky uncle in a funk?  Aunty ant?  Fly-girl cousin buzzin'?  Errant parents.

Drowning your sorrows?   Or festively celebrating at the Cheers bar?  Alcohol IS a depressant, but of the central nervous system (slows down the neurotransmitters, i.e. the messages between brain and body - not necessarily making you SAD) :  'depressant' is used in a different sense.  (BUT it CAN lead to feelings of sadness, hopelessness, and despair).   The main thing about alcohol is it lowers inhibitions (disinhibitory), which can be fun, in moderation.  Some people are better with alcohol than others.  It is NOT a mood stabilizer.  It can make mood swings more unpredictable and difficult to manage.  

God??  A way to anthropomorphize Reality, to give the Universe a mind, to say It's All Good, and Everything is Created by Love....  like we're all figments of God's imagination, or in God's dream, or in God's head...  (vs. we're accidents of Nature under the benign indifference of an infinitely vast, cold, dark, and inhospitable cosmos).   You could even say the Universe hates us - But I don't.   The Universe is up to You (you-niverse), and U is a smile, in my book.

bible quotes, enjoy life:  1. enjoy life with your wife, who you love, all the days of this meaningless life that god has given you under the sun. (ecclesiastes 9:9),  2. Go, eat your bread with joy, and drink your wine with a merry heart, for God has already approved what you do.  (ecclesiastes 9:7-10),   3. A happy heart is good medicine and a cheerful mind works healing.  (proverbs 17:22).

Ecclesiastes and sneezy nasties