wordplay aside: you can pick your friends, and you can blow your nose... (can't pick your friend's nose); the food thief took a dumpling; the construction worker emptied his dumpling truck; Suspiria suspense - I suspect Susskind or Seuss. The case of Cassidy's kiss. Lev loves to leave the Louvre alive. One day, Monday. Is Bridget on the budget? Happy hippies, and harpies with herpes. Ashleigh smoking a cigarette. I know this guy, the sky. My vagina dentata gave me vd (somewhere on this beloved boulevard). Medicate to ameliorate equating dating with hating. The mediator needs to meditate. Shogun with a shotgun. Ninja with an injury. Samurai hammers an eye. Kung fu master versus the young/new/faster. The Devil, Darth Vader, and Dave. Quentin the quant at Quantico. ATT heard about the abuse, torment, torture. Burked (killed without leaving a trace) in a burka in Berkeley (...beaten up, raped, killed, ate). Those here who live lasciviously are irked by burqas in Berkeley, but pleased by teases, and find joy in boy toys, or maybe a girl is your whole world. Children killed men. Tennessee Williams, Tiger Woods, and the Third World. Cassius Clay is a fascist? Hey! Sonny Liston uses listerine for a sunny smile. I sassed her!, assed her!, and blasted past her faster than a nasty pastor's disaster during a master class in saying astral Mass. Trinity of bomb, matrix character, and a. Father God, b. Holy Spirit, and c. Lord Mashiach (anointed with oil, chrism, aka Christ: He who will unite tribes/ rebuild temple/ bring a time of peace and prosperity, (say 2p?)). CS Lewis and Chelsea S and Caitlin Smith clearly shouldn't. Crying or silent. The stench from a stretched stomach. Circa my time in the circus. Holy books and Body Rok. Ow ow ow, says the cow owl and crow. The barge was barraged with bargains. Pungent and plangent penguins and pangolins. Humongous humorous humans in humid weather (hum baby). Using a calendar as a paper plate, and serving dates. Luv Every1? Sum x eye thingk ay dew! I can't gauge the garage. The sweats are sweet but I choose chills. Profit profile. Fleeing feelings. Feeling Happy Better and Well. Good, Better, Best, Great, and Terrific. Amazing, Superb, Fantastic, Wonderful. Tops, Ace, Perfect!! Utterly flawless, exemplary, ideal!!! The pope uses soap on a rope. The devil gets drunk on spirits before using spirit-fogging and spirit-levels! Documentaries are real reels! Hey you, heinous. Mike R. is the name of my car. Yahoos in Oahu. Sicko sycophantic psychos. You're in God's hounds with Allah's estate. Sin upon sin, like syrup upon pancakes, or cinnamon upon raisins, or cinema upon synagogue, or murder upon rape. Convict with conviction. Buddy Holly and Chuck Berry and holly berries. Blake is bleak about blacks on the block. Armpit imports. Ents in a trance in an entrance. A house in Australia has the Outback out back. Lon Cheney goes lawn bowling. Bee sting and Beast system. Righteous left and sinister writers. Invictus eviction. Let us entertain and therapeutify each other! Be good and kind and love. You do you, be yourself. Also, play some roles, step into another's shoes, expand your horizons, think outside the coffin. Be no one, be a nobody, nullify your life. Be all, be Allah, Big Up Yourself! Be a rock. You can be anything you want when you grow up, lol. Be free. Feel free to be a slave. Don't worry, be happy. Everybody get together and try to love one another right now. May the force be with you. Not force-rape, idiot. Strange angels. Nirvana. Skylar Skywalker under a skylight. I have a PHD in penitence, humility, and devotion.
We are animals, no greater (and possibly worse) than flies. Chiggers with compassion, humor, intelligence, and grace. Skiing mosquitoes. Flying flies. Buggering bugs. Dumbass asses. Monk monkeys. Spider spies. Beetles who say beatitudes. Burdensome birds. Mother moths. Dragonflies that bug people and for whom life drags on. Cockroach dickheads. Fishy fish. Insects in sects. Bare bears in sex. Rabbi rabbits. Guerrilla gorillas ill with gore. Doves in ovens. Pillbugs on pills. Bookworms and cobwebs and mighty mites. Snakes that ache for snacks. Squire squirrels. Rats and Mice that rape and murder, and rage against the machine. Skanky skunks and skinks, loose moose and mice. Dear deer. Hoarse horses. Shouting shoats. Cows in cowles. Sheeple. Gnats named Nat. Sheba the amoeba. Goats who are the greatest of all time. Possums who see possibility. Chimp champs. Gangs with fangs like orangutangs. Apes that rape. Cats and Beavers and Cocks and Dogs. Riffraff giraffes. Lying lions. Cheating cheetahs. Wild beastly wildebeest. Toucans that can't. Penguins that lose. Pigs. Rotifers that wrote. Pestering flies and irksome turkeys. Bulls with bibles. Sweet little lambs. Eagles that ogle. Anthropologist ants. Male ladybugs and hot chicks. Awkward hawks. Dalai llamas. Bats with boots, and bots that bite. Wolfs biting milfs. Harry the hare. Ray the stingray. Katy Perry and kitty purry. Vole and devil, love lived. Wolverine and Spiderman and Batman and Penguin. Genital warthog. Animated animals.
SOUL: Soul music and soul food, sole fish and soles of feet/shoes, sol beer and sol currency, and sole solitary single alone by itself alienated isolated lonesome like an inheritor or survivor or proprietorship or custody. A spirit or psyche or mind or body or individual or person or being or entity. Personality. You do you, you quirky, weird, goofy thing!
Domains, realms, and spheres. Within my purview and specialization. Cooks and chefs deal with need, hunger, puckish peckishness, and edacious esurient voracity with delightful, delectable, and delicious dinners - that are scrumptious, mouth-watering, and tasty. Truly sapid and ambrosian portions of perfection. Bon apetit!
Papal people use PayPal to pay for pipal/peepul (sacred fig tree). Popples with dimples pop pimples, like Pippi Pepple. The purple leaves of the papple tree pippled (A pipple is a small, soft sound or movement) (a papple is a cross between Chinese and Japanese varieties of pears, resembling an apple). 2 dogs and 2 humans make 4 'pupple'. KKK vs. the Catholic Conclave of Cardinals. POAP, picture of a painting.
"Bad noise": the if, the what (e.g. swear words, diction/grammar, objectionable hatred contempt ridicule), the volume... one word is as good as another... utterances, noise, sounds (chirping!). Sonic good vs. bad: sonorous and melodious vs. cacophonous and disturbing. Sometimes we need silence. Sometimes we need a riot.
Why I'm God:
1. Jesse Lawrence Teshara evokes See SJ, Jess, JC, J'suis, 4, Jesus, Chuy, Isai, Law, As heart, as hater, as earth, Ra, Ara, Hara, Shara, Eshara, (Tassajara is a place where meat is hung)
2. In love (in God), a part of God, God as We.
3. I am the primary architect of the happiness and well-being in my life. I have agency. An agent of Good.
4. I seek overcoming, transcendence of / not to inflict / to help others with : pain and suffering, and to in fact positively create joy and happiness, make a better world.
5. I am a thinker, philosopher, writer, and have read a bit. I have wisdom "to share." (Teshara)
6. You are what you eat, Eucharist. (The H thing: I don't, but if you eat Christians, it's like eating Pete, or Christ with rice/ Jesus with cheeses, or consuming Sue, or delicious Trish, flavorful Dave, the tasty in lace, or the sapid vapid, or stupid cupid, putting the dumb in your tum, or the stupid in your soup). (we're all dumb, relative to someone, and we're all worm food, too. :-)
7. God is a man of war, and I battle demons, in the psy-war for peace
8. Reality is all the God there ever is (each of our realities is subjective, Self as G-D). Triune deity of Me, Myself, and I. God is One. Everyone is One.
9. It's a Role and Identity (if not in fact Status)
10. A delusion of grandeur isn't delusion if you are in fact Grand.
11. God is a Higher Power. It's relative. Better at this, worse at that.
12. I am kind, happy, and Created this blog (DAD: devotion and delight)
Why I'm Not:
1. I don't love everyone (if I'm being honest with myself)
2. I didn't Create the Universe, am not the Source of all Goodness
3. I am not a Father
4. I am not Omniscient, Omnipotent, Omnipresent
Huh?
God is One. God is Plural. I am an individual. I and I are Me, Myself, and I. We are many? Genesis 1:26 and Genesis 3:22 and Genesis 11:7 (God is corporate) (Trinity of verses describing plurality) (Me and my peoples) (True self and false selves/ roles/ possessed/stepped into) (Multiple personalities, voices/schizophrenic, folie a deux) (Plain old non-pathological mix of Mom n' Dad!). Like a colony of ants with hive mind or Dracula turning into a bunch of bats or Neo talking on 20 TV sets simultaneously..
Gregarious Greg listens to Grieg with lazy Liz. Peggy plays with Petunia the pig. Vicki uses Vick's vap-o-rub. Erinaceous Erin and Aaron have been carin' for Sharon and Darren's pet heron. Dangerous Dan the man ran from Stan's tan van. Rose goes to Lowes and Trader Joes to soothe her woes by posing in cozy clothes. Messy Jesse (yes, but don't stress) confesses that he blesses every cess! Kelli eats jelly bellies in a smelly deli. And Mercedes Benz and Hummer for B and S. Esme says hey. Hecklin' D.
Mentally ill piece of garbage? or, Spiritually open Triune Body? Both and Neither? Me myself and I (me, kind. myself, sane. I, crazy!). All in all is all we are. Everyone is everything. One man's x is another's y. I'm I AM I said in an instant message. Jesus see's us. Christ, twice. God, shmod. I suppose I should oppose S. Christ, I cried twice, not quite right, Crighton.
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