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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

Geografía 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, Gus.  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.  Primping Shawn.  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; there's Shock Top beer).   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.  Commotion emotion.   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!  Plantains, platinum, and platitudes about platypus attitudes.  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!  Reading Neil Gaiman on the Caimans.  Canada Dry and Dry champagne are really weird names for liquid beverages!  Take a seat (theft).   Chairs and Cheers!   cheers for chores.  Guide to guys, manual to mankind, handbook for hand-models, my dairy diary, my diurnal journal, my vellum album.  Warfare on warfarin.  The baby shook his rattle for battle! Fight night bite-fright.  Combat with wombats.  Vicious Trish and gentle Jen.   Futilely brutal.  Effectively pecked.   Decked and wrecked.  Beaten and eaten.  Tammy, yummy in the tummy.  A delicious and nutritious dish.   Tasty in her pasties.  Scrumptious dumper.  Satisfying status as an incredible edible.  She's food, dude?  How rude!  A dyslexic Hannibal The Cannibal on THC.   I was in hot water on pot, after I bought the yacht, instead of supporting the tot.   A mean hiss, and an antihistamine.  The mean dope, and dopamine.  Well-hydrated to have rain in the brain.  Your daughter needs water.  Liquids for sick kids.   Gruel for fuel.  Energy for synergy.  Juice can be of use for reading Dr. Seuss (there's wild moose on the loose!).  Goose-juice.  Milk and its ilk are more valuable than silk.   And wine is for fine dining combined with kindness and lines of mine!   My mind is mine, but boring chores are yours.  Wait, my fate is stated, and great!  The future in sutures?  The past is vast.  The present is pleasant.   It's always now, now.  Time is for rhyming, and space is for acing.  The race to take off her lace.  Leather in any weather.  Lingerie on tanqueray.  Kisses for the missus.  Got necks?  Hot sex.  Jekyll and Hyde, and a well-hydrated jackal.  Jacqueline and Hades.  Joke and hide!  Orgies, whoredom, and debauchery!   Fed up, had it up to here, rising up!  Up up up.   Hot hot hot.   What's your type?   Sans serif, lol.  Or young, bubbly, cute, friendly, alive.   Smart, beautiful, sexy.   Happy hippy.  Onward and upward in the psych ward.  Wayward in Hayward.  Hayward and the word hey.  Crazy criminals from Crooked Creek.  Sane saints from Santa Sylvina.   AA in America and Argentina.  Anonymous convicts and known menaces to society.  Satanic witchcraft and divine kindness.  Kim's cum and Simon's semen.  Olivia and Orenthal, oh!  I'll cry my sorrows tomorrow, and laugh gaily today, I say.   Manual to man and Studying studs and acing men (menace), amen.  whim and wombs and (him n') women.   Wimpy women.   Many manly macho-men.  Woe men and gay men.  Happy and sad, heaven and satan, high school, Horus and Shangdi, Hanuman and Siva.  Santa visits hell.   Lots of extraneously simultaneous and contemporaneous heinous anus.  There's a fungus among us.   Us Aquarius.  Jesus, please us.  Advantageous animus - we are animals with an advantage.   Reading Camus on campus, gorgeous.   Catawampus on an Ottawa campus.  Wherever I go, Hugo, Virgo.   Hugo's huge ego, Norman isn't a man, and just see, Jesse!  Mini-me and large and in charge, with a massive ass, but tiny heiny.   Playful faithful up to gigantic antics. Augustus cussed us.  Damn you, you damned emu!  I curse your purse!  Go to hell, you smelly unwell yelling belle!  Suffer and die, you fluffer guy!  Feel pain, you insane drain on my veins, bane of existence, that waxes and wanes,  and rains on my parade, like those Danes Jane and Zame from Maine.   The pit of hell demon has a phd.   In knowledge is great suffering, or something.   But is wikipedia painful?  Of course not.   Bibliophobia, the fear of books or reading.   Fear not, words are fun, hon.   Like ideas for pie, dear.    Or satire about a cat buyer, choosing the one whose poos don't ooze (can't refuse!).  Or adventures from the future, blasts from the past.   Past wrasses, present pheasants, and future bandicoots.   Daniel the cocker-spaniel.   Maternal and paternal and fraternal are eternal!   Zogg the dog.   Dry champagne at the wet bar.   Wet t-shirt contest at the dry dock.  The bitter batter is better than the beaten butter, buster.   The bat bit the bait at the back of the boat.  The bot got the boot, but Betty's butt can't be beat!  Jerk in a jerkin.  Jack in a jacket.  Kate in a coat.  Sweet sweater on your setter,  sister!   Woody in a hoodie.  Burt's shirts and Bess' dresses and Jean's jeans and Duv's gloves and Matt's hats and Lou's shoes and Joe's clothes.  Jock socks and your auntie's panties  and tighty whities and foxy boxers.   Common lawmen eat ramen with Tutankhamen.  ate ramen?  dominate!  Eat okra before you procreate, okay?  Oklahoma oak trees planted in Okinawa.   Raped and beaten arabs.   Satan vampires werewolves witches monsters demons and zombies!!  Sinners and criminals and beastly-behaviored bastards and other assorted evil entities of darkness, depravity,  death, destruction, and despair!  Sage in a cage.   Dad had a bad lad that made him mad and sad, but also, i must add, glad!  Ask about my mask.   Inquire about my fire.   Question my suggestions.  Interrogate my arrogance.  Wonder about my thunder down under.  Don't assume I'm doom and gloom.  I'm actually full of facts about acts, and will interact with tact.   I choose to read the news you can use, and am concerned with learning how to earn, because i am burning with yearning.  Everyday, we overpay for chardonnay and lingerie.   Wet with sweat.  A memorable night I can't remember!  Blood in the mud, a tear in my beer.   I'm the mother-flippin' rhyme-nocerous, now isn't that preposterous.  Putting bottled water in your water bottle.   Putting man-milk in your milkman.  Pursed lips? eww.  Pursuing purse-snatchers and chasing Chevy and following followers (fall low).   Sexy seconds.  Horny horns.  Seamen with semen.   Jazz players with jizz.  Copulating cops.  Orgasm organizations.  Cum hither, m'lady.   Caviar, saffron, and truffles!  Fuck fake folks!  Don't rail against the real!  Riled up royalty, and cumming commoners.   Grace and mercy, faith hope and love, compassion and forgiveness, joy bliss and happiness, truth and honesty, progress improvement betterment development and change, solutions and answers to problems and questions, and comfort contentment satisfaction, strong fit healthy well sane.   Yada yada?!?  Health, wealth, and happiness.   Peace and prosperity.  Tidings of comfort and joy.   Sex love intimacy massage lust passion hugs kisses touch caress foreplay nibbling sucking licking rubbing holding wanting needing smiling sharing laughing communicating body-language fun play devotion delight commitment hard work.   Gaia's guide to guys.   The galaxy's gallant galvanic galoshes for gallic gals.   Batshit crazy and dumb as dirt and meaner n' shit and ugly AF and drunk as a skunk!  As happy as a lark having eaten a bowl full of clam-jelly!  As pretty as a picture, and as lovely as a tree, and as hot as the sun, and as gorgeous as ever!  As fun as a barrel of monkeys??  I don't think monkeys like being in barrels... A whale of a time!   Well, whales shouldn't be wailing tears of lament, anyway.   Have a blast, paint the town red!  (is this incitement to terrorism??).  Cheerfully eating Cheerios while watching Cheers and using Cheer detergent on my cheerleading uniform.  Joy Harjo uses Joy dish soap to wash out Almond Joy stains while listening to Joy Division.   Eating leftovers with an under-writer! You were left under the bus?  I'll be right over!!   I love your irish eyelashes!  The skittish British.   German Herman isn't vermin.  Finnish him!  Stone the Estonian!  European in the bathroom.  Baseball, you're out!  (Everyone else is urine).  Dance in France to tunes from Dune and songs from the Song dynasty.  The french mensch.   Banish the spanish.  Torch the Portuguese.  Belgian intelligence.   I don't speak Dutch much.  Danish pain, but pleasure without measure in Pleasanton.  I saw on IMAX that the Eye of Sauron is a cyclops with pinkeye, lazy eye, and an evil eye.  On a red-eye flight with Eagle Eye.  Goin' to hell in a bucket, you pieces of shit,  evil wicked fucks....   Worship and glorify a war ship that gore-ifies?   Lazy Susan sat on her La-Z-boy recliner with her lazy eye (and listened to Jay-Z with Daisy).   Ambitious hard-working Trish didn't shirk doing her duties to beauty or fulfilling her obligation to the radio station or doing the tasks she was asked or completing her logic-project...  Santa, I want a cuter super-duper pewter supercomputer!!   Got that??  the looter stole from my uterus, and now i'm neutered and reading Deuteronomy in a computer economy, oh my.   Reboot!  Compute?  Shoot.   What does God do for a living?  He's a God-ener (tend your godden), (cultivating cults).   Sincerity is no sin.  wanting Caviar And Saffron/Truffles, while working for the Coalition to Abolish Slavery and Trafficking.   Cast of characters, putting the care in character.  Jean is a genius.  Ida has ideas.  Kris and Christ, Kevin and Heaven, Katie from Haiti...  Kate and Nate waited, then dated and mated and were sated.   Little Man Tate and Dorian Yates were fated to have a great spate of hate.   Some truckers are frightened of their freight.   Drinking a Foster's with Jodie.  Garfield and Jodie.  A platinum debit card I call Debbie the platypus.  Debbie the rebbe (hasidic rabbi).   The debit rabbit and the credit Yeti and Hank the banker.   Hobnobbing with hobbits.  Don't Bobbitt your hobbit!  Your elf-milf is on the shelf?  Your dwarf lives near the wharf, or in a drawer?  Your fairy is scary?  Your leprechaun talks on and on?  Your dragon is always in his flagon?  Your wizard is always tending to his pet lizard?  Your witch is a bitch?  Your warlock is always rowing with his oar-locks to a warship?  Your demon is always reaming Damon?  Your pet monster is always eating muenster with ministers?  Your pixie is always running off to Dixie?  Your sprite is always taking flight?  Your gnome is never home.   Playing with Tonkin trucks (in Vietnam).   You want to go to Nevada?  Or Novato?  India?  Or Indio?  Pope Francis in San Francisco?, say papal people.  Jesus!  Juicy Josie listened to Jay-Z with Jesse?  Justice is the gist, Jess, said Joss to JessT, in jest.   Diet plan:   Eat healthy food, don't overeat, only eat when you're hungry.   Stay active, get off your duff.  Don't oversleep.  Sexercise and daily sweat.  Right?!?  More calories out than in = weight loss;  more calories in than out = weight gain.   Ha-Satan and Natasha (and Samantha).  Invisible Sun, Black Hole Sun, Good Day Sunshine.   Types of comedy: satire, ridicule, standup, black, blue, burlesque, character, cringe, deadpan, improvisational, inside, insult, observational, physical, practical jokes, sketch, surreal, topical, wordplay.. (for example).    Range of responses to any given stimulus:   A spectrum of best to worst, most preferable to least preferable, (by a given set of criteria).   The law of karma and the golden rule and life isn't fair, because good things happen to bad people and bad to good, is why people call life a meaningless absurd shit-show.   Catholic Mass, ha.   Idealists, REALists, and fake/artificial-ists (haha).   Streaming and screaming!!  (or is it Casper, whispering? shh!).    Rudy is a man with manners.  Waiting for Dexter's next text, I am feeling vexed.   Paul behind the wall is waiting for your call, doll.  I'm waiting for emails from females.  And mail from males.   And documents from doctors.  And letters from debtors.  And words from absurd Kurdish nerds.    (DUMBNESS: unkind, mean, cruel.   not giving a shit.  being stupid, ignorant, incurious, apathetic).   Investment investigation.  Alcohol on Alcatraz.  Bags of rags.   Fag hags and near-beer and smear the queer.  Clothing designers and comedians earning fashion-cash and funny money.  Billionaires on-air.  Ditch-witch.  Genius with a penis.   Rich bitch.  Woman eating persimmon.  Tan man in van.  Wild-child.  Baby with rabies.  Dog in the fog.  Fat cat in a hat eating a rat.  Funky monkey with a monk.  A wizard's pet lizard.  A hamster from Amsterdam.  A fake snake in my cake.  My pet bird knows 3 words.  The parrot eats carrots.  My cockatiel talks up a shpiel.   Yertl, my fertile turtle, squirts.   I wish to bury my aquarium of fish.  Serpent ejaculations!?  penis on a penis.  Dicks with dicks.   Fake snake makes Jake take the cake.  Steal the meal.   Rob the corn on the cobb.  Pilfer the wafer.  Thief of the beef.  Burgle the burger.   Gus the goose.  Guess what gusseted means.   Excrement excitement.  Piss and vigor, and peppy poop.   Gotta go!  vroom!  How'd you like to be named John, and have people going in you?  BS about bird shit (guano? ah, no).   A bachelor of science in BS.   Compartment comportment.  Soldering soldiers.  Sterile Beryl, and feral Darryl,.    Carol and Cheryl sang Christmas carols with Errol and Meryl.   Does Vishnu ever get old?   Ganesha on the dashboard.  A new man with Hanuman.   The diva likes Shiva.   My pet llama worships Brahma.   Is Mace Windu Hindu?  Is Yoda a Buddha?  Is Luke a kook?  Are jedis dead-eyed?  A jedi on the red-eye from Bali to Cali.   The best deli in Delhi.  a turkey sandwich in Turkey.  Salome likes salami.  RAW wrestling, fueled by pastrami.  Eating buffalo burger at the buffet.

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 if you want to 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.  For instance, I'm a paperclip.  Ha.   Hegseth and Megadeth.   Declining to define my design.   Pitiful in the pit of hell.  Tasmania and Tanzania, zany mania.  Saudade and cafuné :-).  Wild-child, wild-willed, it's a wild world.   Wilde is wild and wily.   The pianist's penis and Gina's vagina and the cockatiel's cock.   David Lynch launches lunch.   Ooh rah!  I'm listening to a marine recording.   Alliteration alteration.  A bronco with bronchitis.  I can't stand Stanford.  Walking Rover by the river.  A moist Maoist.  Silently violent.  Gay Gabriel and bi Biden and queer Richard Gere and asexual gay sex and lesbian thespians.   Hetero James Hetfield.  Straight Kate and Nate.  Maggot faggots.  Cock cockroach and Pussy pussycat and a donkey ass and Mowgli's mouth and Orenthal's orifice and Holyfield's holes and Skinner's skin and the Dutch touch.  A sex hex.  Sensually sensible.  Got hot.  Born horny.  Lusty, busty, and must see.  Beautiful, dutiful, and indisputably fruitful.  Aroused and endowed.   Aroused by vows.  Paraphilia?  In love with my gloves!   Vernon's turn-ons.  Smirnoff is a turn-off.  Excited and delighted to be invited!  I gorged on whores at the orgy.  Well, I plan on being faithful to my wife my whole life, despite the strife.   I commit, and don't quit, because of things like wit, and also shit like being fit, my fire being lit, and hitting it.  Gorgeous gorges.  Lovely and lively.   I'm hooked on her cooking.  She's the kind kind.  Her buns are fun.   Her brazen conversations about conservation.  Her lots of thoughts on tots.  Her ideas on Shias, and muslims, plus some.  Her ideation on nations.  Her words about birds.  Her concepts about the precepts of adepts.  Her love of the Louvre.  Her godly body.  Her holy-moly (holes and poles).  The perfection of her affectionate flexion.  The kisses from the missus.  The perfect prefect.   I spy love in your eye, fly-guy, said my gal pal, with the daring caring of her tender gender.   She haunts me, and I want her.  We need the deed, and each other (oh brother).    Matched and attached.   Like sulfur and oxygen:  soulmates like sulfate!   The ecstasy of chemistry, and bare pairing, chuckling coupling, linking kink to mink to pink to winking (to ink)...  Balthazar in an alcazar.   Sad things are said, Sadie.  Wipe off the sod and your seed in the suds, Syd.  The cat in Indiana purred in Purdue.  How do you say 'murdered' in Urdu?  Ferd?  Surely you just heard her say burdensome words about birds, Kurds, turds, and absurd nerds!  Sit in the sun, and speak in tongues and speak out loud.   The bathroom at the ice rink had a rinky-dink sink.  Which side was sued?  Pro football championships are a bunch of bowl.  Installation of insulation.

Under where?  It is my understanding that the undertaker buried the underwriter who got stuck in the undertow in his under-armour underwear under the blue moon under the influence under a rock!   Or was it his underoos?  I went undercover as an undergradutate in the underworld of the global underground and undermined the underhanded underlings of dark overlords, putting minions under oath and under questioning to understand the underpinnings of these underskilled undervalued underdogs underneath their mighty malicious masters.  Overkill??  The assassin said underkill.   Carrie Underwood says she wants to sing Down Under, (maybe during thunder! would be a wonder).  One Nation, under God.        Unless you're getting over God, right?  The piety of a deity is like the root of a peony?  But papa was a rolling stone.   You can be happy in valleys, and sad on mountain tops!   Like Sun Valley Dairy and Mount Doom!  Laughter in dungeons and tears in heaven.  Fire in Paradise, and lovely balmy mild temperate pleasant clement weather IN HELL.   Paradise CA and Hell Norway and Earth TX (!).   Let's go visit Earth, honey!  Sleepy in hell:  hellions and hell yawns.  A tongue twister for tongues of fire:  Whether the weather is cold or whether the weather is hot, we'll weather the weather, whatever the weather, whether we like it or not!  Tongue-twisters and lengua burritos and tongue depressors and speaking in tongues!!  What's in your head (zombie)?   Speaking out loud.   Out and proud, and in shame, and in and out burger, and going on an outing (out/in'), and invoices and voice-over, and talking to kings while walking while listening to Queen?  In tongues, out tongues, and tongue-tied (tungsten?!).   Speech And Communication major from SAC state.  Speech about peaches, and communication about communities and vacation, and talk about tik tok, and verbiage about urban Serbia, and words about birds I heard, and expressions about confession, and sharing thoughts about bots and hot daughters and pot and rotten tots and water and yachts and how I got besotted and fought a lot...

You can buy "unicorn tears and leprechaun snot" :-)

An essay on SA.    South Africa, South America, Saudi Arabia, secondary amenorrhea, Salvation Army, sex appeal, sexual assault, single adult, special agent, second amendment.   

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.  My palatable pal.  Ladyfingers.  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.