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Shout at the Devil, Yell at Hell
Hell's bells, a din of sin, wake the wicked.
Fill the form in triplicate; Your evil needs approval.
Sinful son with my hotter daughter
Sex with ex, meeting for cheating? adultery cult of dolts and insults!
Go rape an ape! Go fuck a duck! Copulate and populate
Hunger for anger, thirst for the worst, need for deeds, aching for snake
Slay a gay, kill a mil, murder a herder, subliminal criminal
Corrupt, raptured
some word to your Mother Earth
Oodles of poodles eating noodles in the nude, dude. Tons of guns, hon. Many pennies for Kenny. Drinking Henny at Dennys. Jesus pleases. Holy goalies. Awkwardly playing soccer and hockey. We love you Jesus, whoever you are. No one knows Jesus, anymore. If someone doesn't like you, they have a problem with themselves. Who needs truth when you've got fun. Schizophrenics are plugged into networks. Telepaths have their fun. Jack jacked into Jaqueline's jacket. Witches and pagans are evil and wicked sinners who violently beat, torture, rape, murder, cook, and eat innocent victims! You are free to believe anything you wish, and say anything, too. It's a free country. It's a mad, mad, mad, mad world. I'm so angry I'm insane. So mad I'm mad. Resentment is hypnotic, a tool of power and control. Mad magazine and Psychology Today and other magazines, too (Guns and Ammo?). Better to pray than prey. Better a burger than an Alan Ginsberg. Eat meat, vegetables, and vagina. Eat my taco. Eat Pete? Eat a CR burrito. (Chile relleno). I miss camp. (Camp Royaneh). Rocky the movie coloring book (Colorado Rockies). ha. FOR, forgiveness or resentment. AGAINST, again saint. ain't gas. aa gt sin.
AG: attorney general, always good, al gore, army general, American gods, amazing grace, etc.
Trump says we've been getting screwed
But EVERYONE, EVERYWHERE is part of CAPITALISM, so everyone is trying to extract the most money possible, by definition. It's not one country vs. another. It's everyone for themselves. Trump himself has certainly ripped some folks off, no? So no wonder he sees it everywhere.
Second point. We assume he's talking about the US Trade Deficit ("ripped off" is a weird expression... like a coupon ripped off a magazine, or a bandaid, or even a head off a body or something). The trade deficit has 3 causes, according to Nigel Green, online journalist: (1) Overconsumption, (2) Underinvestment in productivity, and (3) Fiscal policies that favor spending over saving. So, in other words, not China.
Well, I'm not the President. I hope he's right, and the pain is temporary, and the globe comes out stronger for it in the long-term. They say he's an idiot, because he bankrupted a freaking casino, which everyone knows are money-machines. But he's richer than me. I hope he proves everyone wrong. He's got professional consultants to advise him, like say the CIA, or ambassadors from the Vatican, or God knows what.
Take a geodonald. play a Trump-et. Create liquidity at the John. Shit, I dunno.
today is fentanyl awareness day:
overdoses are rising? don't incarcerate, but ensure proactive treatment? Quentin is ill from fentanyl! I'm not much help. Just say no? No. Drugs, bad. Officially rename them drughs. Medi-sin. Harm-aceuticals. That's all I got. Let there be clean water and plentiful, cheap, delicious, nutritious, healthy, ethical meals for ALL! Amen.
I'm an internationalist. I think there should be one currency, no borders, no militaries, and no nuclear weapons (unless we find threatening space aliens or something). I think there should be a free flow of people, products, and ideas in a unified system (one planet over god, with liberty and global fairness for all?). We're already one system, but the history and politics and languages/ cultures/ religions and identities (things like olympics and soccer) seem to obviate this -what seems to me- very sensible idea, that just makes the Reality more official. I'm not sure I care that much, though, really. I mean, if it was up to me. Lots of leaders and governments is probably better, with democracies for granular constituencies, keeping everybody involved and happy. A lot of people would be unhappy if the whole world forbade abortion, for example. Not me. But many.
Love Everyone and Everything
Life is short, we're all the same, enjoy life if you can, love God
The devil is a piece of shit, but he she it needs love, too, and Every Single One of Us, the devil inside
SO
embrace life, pain, torture, suffering, stupid concepts, ignorance, delusion, misery, depression, poverty, hate, war, violence, crime, evil, death, sickness, cruelty, torment, sadness, grief, tears, boredom, nausea, irritation, discomfort, wickedness, sin, depravity, brutality, savagery, ruthlessness, unfairness, injustice, aging, infirmity, deterioration, fate, slavery, confusion, aggravation, murder, rape, cannibalism, assault, theft, turpitude, corruption, vice, villainy, monstrosity, diabolism, disrespect, lies, cheating, rudeness, harm, unhealthiness, scorn and contempt, callousness, selfishness, disregard, disdain, and abuse. In a word, embrace Hell. If you're going through hell, keep going.
Life is also good. Bad can be good from another perspective. But there are universally loved things like pleasure, comfort, laughter, friendship, good conversation, good food, new experiences, safety, health, bliss (meditation? drugs? winning?), money, libraries, zoos, museums, music, good movies, surfing your favorite things on the internet, exercise endorphins, getting out into nature, good dreams, cool things, and of course Nirvana.
A thinking person shouldn't like the expression It's All Good, but if you're in a frame of mind, it is and can be. You can even accept your own torture and death. Which is insane. But insanity can be good, too. Suicide is so goddamned sad. Reality can be so freaking amazingly good. It's a bittersweet symphony.
I mean, you shouldn't seek out suffering, bad, hell, or crime. But you should understand it. If you hate the sin, you should still love the sinner. We've all been there. A virtuous life should grok evil, in order to fight it with compassion. Love is the answer. God is love, love is a man of war, war is the art of deception, god in the Bible is a killer, and so maybe from God's perspective it really is All Good.
Is Hell the Devil's Heaven?
I earnestly pray we all enjoy life, with minimal suffering, and live good lives with good deaths. Kindness is so much better than cruelty, in my book. But there is a need for some cruel to be kind, in the right measure. And it's not black and white. Evil things like murder can be protecting your family, or theft can be feeding the homeless, or pain necessary for healing, or even torments necessary for Enlightenment. The suffering of animals for meat deliciously relieves the hunger of (often tormented) carnivores, too. Vegetarianism might be better. I don't know. Just don't torture yourself.
skink skanks and hare whores and rutting rats and slutty mutts. Nature doing the birds and bees.
Embrace wordplay! A bride named Bridget. Withering Heights at the White House. Ant anticipation. Miso and the sound of a flavor. Cicadas make it sound hot. African Americans in Alchoholics Anonymous. Early early: early voting, early in the morning. Put your seat on the seat. Peach without a pit, so therefore with a pit. Helped or hindered with my hamper. Pentacles, pentagrams, and the pentagon. Penthouse and repenting and gabapentin. I ingest, and then it's in Jess T, I actually say (not in jest). Mom sings, you made a meal out of me, and came back for more. Don't treat me like beverage. I may be a tall drink of water, but I'm pissed. Said the criminal at the urinal. Create your own religion, from All and None (Allah and nun). If religion is hypnosis, I have to say it's hip to be square, but not hip to not have a sis. Dim, does it matter? Are you kind? truthful? Or a lying killer? I kill bugs, I eat meat. That's the truth. The whole truth, so help me, God, about me, is pretty much this blog. U2 on YouTube. Resentment is hypnotic, to control. Does The Dark run the world? Philosophers eat their Phil. You are what you eat, and the vicious drink the viscous. The kind eat Kind bars. Hough says enough rough stuff! There is no weird. Everyone is weird. Weird is normal. There's a kind of conformity of rebellion. Keep Portland weird. There's a lot of queers. Strange brew, kill what's inside of you. Unusual fusion restaurant. Normal dormitory, and regular integuments. Inferior interiors, average beverages, superior beer, and supreme pizza. Excellent tex-mex. The perfect prefect! Perfect Smurfs play nerf on astroturf. The bizarre bar has a lizard-wizard hissing on it's nazi sound system. Flatulent mom (wuthering mother?) in the Windy City. Respect my pecs! Worship on a warship. Guided by God. Praise the pros. Eyes on the prize, guys - pres. Goal, Objective, Desire- Defense, Safety, Security, Health, Wealth, Freedom, Peace, Love, Happiness. Truth, Justice, and the American Way. Let there be light, said God at the comedy club. Levity from Levi. Some GODS: Love should Grow Or Deepen. God is a Group Dynamic. Ghost of D. God's Daughter - and b.s. about a bad son. Bad boys, bad boys. Elon, Revlon, and LeBron. Going on and on about dodos, bam-bam, ho-ho's, bebe, and wawa pedals in la-la land. Wearing a BCBG dress at CBGB's gives me the heeby-jeebies. Twitchy Mitchell at Winchell's with his rich witch bitch friends. Bobo plays bongos on a pogo stick for Didi and Cece and Fifi. Eggs, ugh - Yoked to the yolk. Spam about spewing sperm. Pouring boring chlorine on the flooring. God is good. Devil is evil. Words are weird. Silence is golden. A sound mind annoys? I'll be calm and still when I'm dead. The meditator is one with a dead universe.
Here's a joke: Mommy, mommy, where do babies come from? From storks. But mommy, who fucks storks?
Why do Mormon women stop having babies at 35? Because 36 is just too damn many.
An Englishman, Irishman, and Scotsman were drinking together in a pub. The Englishman says, The pubs in England are the best. You can buy one drink and get a second for free. The Scotsman replied, "aye, that's quite good, but in Scotland you can buy one pint and get two for free! Your pubs sound fine, the Irishman agreed, but they are not as good as the pubs in Ireland. In Ireland, you can buy one pint, get another 3 for free, and then get taken into the back room for a shag." The Englishman and Scotman both nod and say "You can't beat that! Did it ever happen to you?" No, the Irishman replied, "but it happens to my sister all the time."
How many Christians does it take to change a lightbulb? charismatic- Just one. Hands are already up in the air. Roman Catholic- Zero. candles are preferred. Pentecostal- Ten. One to change the bulb, nine to pray against the lord of darkness. Christian Scientist- Zero, though it takes at least one to sit and pray for the old one to go back on. Calvinist- Zero. God has predestined when the lights will go on. Episcopalian- Ten. One to change the bulb and 9 to say how much they like the old one. Mormon- Six. One man to change the bulb, 5 wives to tell him how to do it right. Baptist- At least 20. One to change the bulb, 3 committees to approve the change, and 1 to bake the casserole. Lutheran- Zero. Sorry, but Lutherans don't believe in change. Atheists- One. But they are still in darkness. Unitarian- We choose not to make a statement either in favor of, or against, the need for a lightbulb. However, if in your own journey you have found that lightbulbs work for you, you are encouraged to create a poem or modern dance about your personal relationship with lightbulbs, and present it next Sunday when we will explore a number of lightbulb traditions including incandescent, fluorescent, halogen, compact fluorescent, low pressure sodium, and LED, all of which are equally valid paths to luminescence.
God kills. 2,821,364. Thou shalt not kill. Thou shalt not be a hypocrite. Only God is good. Only the good get to Heaven. God is a man. A man of war. The art of deception. The lord of lies. Just a thought. KBG syndrome does not stand for Killed By God. To kill or not to kill, that is the question. Of course not. Just bugs, and being a carnivore. Thou art forgiven. Everybody is going to hell. Hell=death. So I dub thee unforgiven. Oblivion is the universal fate, regardless of morality. Be good, anyway. A prayer for Honesty, Fun, Love, and Understanding. against Lies, Hate, Suffering, and Ignorance. You only live once. Love life.
Cheer up, Keli Jean. Oh what does it mean. To a daydream believer, and a homecoming queen. Oh the overwhelming, neverenDING, reckless love of God. Underwhelming? Time keeps on ticking ticking ticking into the future. Is not time infinite? On and on. Why reckless? Unrequited love. Pain in return for self-sacrifice. Or something. I don't know. Christianity is weird. DING, devil is not god. God is a safe driver. Wreck-less. If God is omniscient, he has made all mistakes. He's climbed all the learning curves. He's been through hell. I wish I had a God computer. Ask anything! 42?
God as G overdose. Gamma HydroxyButyric acid. Or God as Go! D! Go get em D!
More godly wRodplay- Do as I say not as I do. Knot as I do. I do says who. You, boo. The kangaroo at the zoo said moo. That's new, said Sue. A few jews want to woo you too. The CIA coup crew (boo!) had to deal with poo like two prude jewish losers like Stupid and Cupid. Cupid married the two kewpie dolls, Merrily Married Mary and Connubial Connie. Stupid Stu. Smart Art. Stewart and Arthur. Dumb bums with smart bombs. Intelligent elephants and Retarded aardvarks. Dental Alan is mentally challenged. Brilliant villains read books about crooks. Genius you've seen, yes? The aftermath of that path was a bloodbath, Horvath! Huey Lewie and Dewey ate chewy gooey brownies with Growney. Clowns go down in the ground. Rounds found down on the ground, clown. Zounds! The sounds of found towns. My ways are not your ways, says Yahweh. At the risk of being politically incorrect, God sounds like a devil, the devil, a demon. Metallica sings Am I Evil? God says, I AM. Kids in the Hallelujah. Restless and reckless. Alive and in love. Dead in bed on meds because Jed fed Ned's red head lead. Zed bedded Ted. Hoboes playing oboes. Trump playing the trumpet. Clinton on sax (sucks? blows?). Sex with six, wearing my socks. Sikh psych is sacred, for fuck's sake. Sheikhs bake cakes, and shake their snakes. God asked the devil to take him to that fake lake, with the ire and fire and old tires stuck in the muck and mire and dire pyres for liars selling spires to buyers in choirs. Ask Obama's mama. Driving my Scion in Zion. Toys and Toyotas: the difference between men and boys is the price of their toys (and if they remember Boys2Men). Hovey loves his SUV. Duv loves the glove compartment, guv. Coven above! Satan states his hate for Kate. But Nate and Bill Gates ate dates and stated, "It is our fate to wait for that late date, mate." The Big Kahuna communed with the little menehune. Big Bird on tv in Little Rock. Big Ben and Chicken Little. The bigger n- with the tiny heinie beat up the honkey's donkey with a horseshoe, of course (who?!?). That's offensive, said pensive Mensans. I'm sorry, said Mata Hari. I apologize, said Paul to the guys. My bad, said dad to the mad lad. All good, said the hood in the woods (if he could). The trees please me. The plants make me want to dance. Hannibal's animals are delicious, nutritious, and fun to eat. Birds drop turds, but their calls are a ball. Don't demonize the democrats. Republican reputations. Dems and reps. A reputation for repetition. Over and over again. Pushing buttons and stimulus-response and getting reactions, gr. Routines and computerized teens, cum, and eyes. Machines with a shiny sheen. Tools for cruel fools who like sparkly dark sharks. Gone Over Dead. All over, if you're always under. A roll in the hay, and a role- hey. The resident president says to go lez again. The update on Updike. Have sex with calves necks? Huh? Enjoy your life with a boy or a wife, and kiss the missus, or go fuck a duck! Awful offal in the wonderful down under. Amazing grace and horrifying whores. Good times with Bad Valerie, but good god, what a bad bed! Virtuous Birch trees and Sinful bins of zinfandel. Monsters in the dumpster and strange angels, at home on the range. Reality is all the God there ever is; It's all good! Even torture in an orchard, Richard? What?! Well... hell smells, pain can be insane, and is no fun for anyone. But Burt shouldn't hurt, and delight shouldn't be winning a fight with spite, but tasty bites are quite right, as well as nights with a tight white sprite of the right height! Treasure your pleasure, and enjoy leisure without seizures. Smile for miles, and sing a song about ping pong. Rhyme about your time sucking limes with mimes. Paupers eating poppers. Homos spouting homonyms. Littering the internet with alliteration. Farting assonance. Poetic emetics and diuretics and diabetics and Dianetics.
Wordplay and nerd pay. Birds like jays. Purred, k. Absurd ways. Kurds in May. Heard, say. Purdue pay. Murdered gays. Lurid, nay. Inured to lil Ze. girded with fe. furs and rays. Urdu, yay!
Tropes about the Pope- Francis went to France and San Francisco with friends. The Pope used PayPal with his people to buy puppies and pipal, and got pep from his pipe, too, pop. Ah, poop. Il Papa got ill. I like it when you call me Big Papa. It's time to get ill. You be illin. Chillin' like a villain. Rope-a-dope and soap on a rope? I can barely cope with a Pope with hope, but a moping dope? Nope. Father was a bother? A beastly priest from the East that's iced Christ? A cleric named Eric? A cardinal that's a card? That's hard. A tard?! Guards! A yard garden is a place to pardon. The bard says something about fardels. A cardinal that eats sardines with teens, or likes nuns, hon. Christ the robber did a heist-jobber with his crew of two new blue jews, dude. Thanks, Hank! Go spank your monkey, you funky junky. Cock talk with the jock in a frock- I protest! I am not addicted to dick! I like fine wine and vagina. Heaven in a Chevy. Hell in a Cadillac Deville. Home in a Honda. There in a rare Bel-Air. Certainly hurtin' for pleasure, treasure, and azure leisure. Okay, I guess. OK? How are you? Well, fine, and good! I'm swell, nifty, rootin'-tootin'. Convict victim, convictim. Rootin' for the rotten, and voting for the veteran I met at the Vatican. I can't AV (audio-video). I can't V, a (vampire, ace). AI can't V (artificial intelligence). a vic ant (an aunt named Vicki). avian ct (birds in Connecticut). ana vict (a victim of or named Anna). An ICA tv (television at my mom's high school, immaculate conception academy). Ani on California television. And finally, last but not least, cat in a v. Mm, cat. Eat some pussy. Just kidding. A cat named Ivan? Tina acv. Ain't actual cash value. Act vain!! Vanicta, sounds like a drug. Nacitav, what god is to dog. CIA V ant. Bug, insect, creepy-crawly. Hormiga ont-ology. Yes, we know, we're less than ant farts. We need a lyrical spiracle miracle.
Hormiga - amiga hor (as in whore moans). Friends with whores. Authentically bent. Bookish hooker, poetic prostitute says: Shat on and spat upon. Literally hit with spit on my tit. Bucks for sucks. The witty kitty says, Get fit, pop your zits, and hit it, for a bit. Let's get you ardently hard in the yard. Fuck me, Huck. Fill my bum with cum. I'll lick your dick, then I want to hear the sound of you pounding me. You can come all over the place, but it's yum on my face. You can cum on my tum. Squirt on my shirt. Dirty demon semen or immaculate ejaculate, I don't care. Love me from above, love me with gloves. I need your seed. Rock me with your jock cock. You haunt me, I want you. You're the fave I crave. I'm yours for hardcore and more! Call me anytime, I'm yours for a dime. You can have amazing lays for days. If you miss me, kiss me. Baby, you can glug glug my jugs. More bounce for the ounce. Slap my ass, pappy.
Barry the hairy fairy doesn't want to marry Mary, but would prefer to wed Ed. Sexy Lexi got hot on a yacht, but her man Dan wants a quant named Tawney. Messy Jesse wants smelly Kelli? Not! Touchy-feely with Keli! Neat Pete likes the scent of gents like Kent or Quentin, but Jess likes -guess- (yes!). Girls with curls and pearls! Pretty witty kitties.
At home with a tome in Rome. Comfortably numb. Bookish with hookers. And tired of ire. Be happy with crap in a nappy, Pappy. Love life, love your wife, even when rife with strife, and praise God, even if He's dazed in the sod, or if the lord is bored with more, or if your universe is puny. Raise Todd and praise God. God's body has wads... of modern hot rods. King Fahd and Father Dodd ate cod with a nod to the POD (prince of darkness). Life is good, like a wooden fife in Haifa. Time is for rhyming, making dimes, biting limes, and maybe fighting crime, putting the slime with the mimes on prime-time. Would you rather work with a knife or cipher? Bad guise. Taking out the trash that bash, smash, steal cash, gash and dash, lash, and deserve to gnash their teeth, beneath. Neil Gaiman wrote a short story about hell ('Other People').
The (good?) thing(s) about Torture: (a) it's an opportunity to see how tough you are, (b) it creates empathy and compassion for the pain and sufferings of others, (c) when it's over, there's relief AND you appreciate the joy more (neutral stimulus becomes positive). As Beavis and Butthead said, It's cool that things suck, because if things didn't suck the other things wouldn't be cool (or something). Heh heh heh. Still, you're an idiot if you think extreme pain is Good (desirable, I mean). The virtue of pain is it evolved to tell us when our bodies are hurt and need things like care and time to heal. Couldn't we just get an indicator light or something, lol. I read that the worst torture was tattooing the entire body. Very few survived. At least sadists get some pleasure out of it. Mentally ill psychopaths that get a kick out of the idea of burning someone they don't like in hell (Sheol, lake of fire) for all of eternity, for example. The threat can help society, but that's about it, in my book. Also, if the military needs to get information that saves an entire city or something, then I imagine the benefit of something like waterboarding outweighs the cost (suffering, evil). People can be so cruel, though. Shit like the rack and thumbscrews and truly excruciating savagery, from crucifixion to getting your tongue cut out to abacination. Sleep well, children.
Folks are spiteful, resentful, malicious, cruel, and sadistic. They need revenge and justice and retribution and blood. No grace, no mercy. Demons torture the good until they are angry, hateful, enraged, wrathful, and furious. It starts with petty torments and keeping people perpetually irate. Can't we all just get along? Why should it be, you and me should get along so awfully? boom boom boom. (-from Depeche Mode, remember? People are People, so...) Politics and media capitalize on sensationalism, if it bleeds it leads, and victimization/blame. I can imagine a torturer saying, no pain, no gain. Ha. What a sense of humor. Misery loves company. Vampire demons are made, not begotten. W. Bloodthirst reproduces and self-perpetuates, seems to be the metaphor. The bitten then must bite. Disputes, feuds, tensions, and rivalries can practically persist perpetually. Oh joy.
Missouri loves company. Les Miserables. Misery (movie). Three's Company. Electric Company. The Company You Keep. Come hump any? lol.
God is good, and the word was God
What does the Bible say about swearing? And what does the dictionary say about Evil vs. Wicked?
Let your speech always be gracious, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how you ought to answer everyone. -Colossians 4:6
You meet people where they are. If you're talking to sailors, well then use salty language!
Cussing is therefore not prohibited per se. It’s not the word itself, it’s how you use it. You can use regular words sinfully, and swear words in a fun way, meaningful way, useful way for conveying an important idea or message.
God doesn’t care.
Just be kind, gracious, respectful.
Say what you mean, mean what you say, and don’t be mean while you say it…
You are cautioned against profanity. Anything harmful or unwholesome. Like foolish talk or dirty jokes. Edifying and gracious is good.
geez, just have fun talking, and try not to bother people. Say enough, not too much or too little. That's what I think. Silence is golden, sometimes.
Is there a difference between evil and wicked? not to me, no.
some people might think you can be one but not the other.
Connotation and denotation? Eve was evil and Wick was wicked?
The definitions in my Chambers dictionary are,
evil- bad, mischievous, very disagreeable, angry, harmful, very unpleasant, unfortunate
wicked- evil in principle or practice, ungodly, vicious, cruel, spiteful, very bad, offensive
Evil smells and wicked good beer, for example.
Synonymous, ha. Put the sin in "sin"onyms.
Sin upon sin, cinnamon upon raisins. Syntax in synagogue.
Evil, piled high up to heaven, rotting stench permeating the whole of creation.
Dictionaries define words objectively, with denotations and connotations.
But words are received subjectively, and could mean anything to anyone.
Sin is anything you don't like, or if you don't like that definition, anything God doesn't like.
Holocaust Remembrance Day
It’s spooky to say happy HaShoah. But I hope your day is pleasant, in any case.
Why did Hitler hate Jews? Why did Germany fall in line?
I guess he never met any Jews he liked. And he believed racists without questioning them. And was basically a homicidal maniac. And found it expedient for power, I guess. Maybe he thought Christ wanted him to. Or the trope that Jews control everything, and are therefore responsible for everything bad. Personally, I don’t like the concept of thinking your people are the chosen elect of an all-knowing, almighty God (at the implied expense of everyone else).
He definitely didn’t like the jewish commandment that Thou Shalt Not Kill. Put simply, Hitler was a demon. He demonized Jews, so maybe we shouldn't demonize him? Well, let's just say he was bad. Not the nicest guy. A hater. A depraved, evil, monster. Fricking wicked. Just about everyone agrees, if there's a Hell, he's there. This guy was a sick fuck.
People hate themselves, and hate life, and are full of resentments, and life seems meaningless and absurd, and people want, need harm, pain, death, suffering, misery, revenge. The devil stokes this. Some people like war (warlocks?). One match can cause burn an entire forest, and likewise years of kindness, compassion, love, and happiness can be obviated by an insane demon out for blood. And some philosophers even justify mass murder on the basis of stupid arguments like overpopulation or people being nonhuman or -in the German case- liebensraum (a need for living space).
Genocide, the killing of a race, that is to say an entire class of human beings, (well, attempted anyway, not achieved thank goodness), is still a problem in different parts of the world. I imagine it’s a problem among uneducated and ignorant people, who believe what they’re told, are easily swayed by hateful populists, and think groups of people are evil, and aren’t just like them, in fact.
6 million jews were killed. And others, too, in the concentration camps. Piles of bones, like in Cambodia. Incinerated to dust in ovens. Systematically, industrially, efficiently, and apparently without much compunction. I read Maus. I recommend. Books are good. Books are fucking amazing. Try understanding other people, instead of burning the wisdom and creativity of other minds.
We learned about human nature. About our capacity for evil. Stupidity, malice, social control, and scapegoating and vulnerability. We learned about the power of madness and resentment. How religion and politics don’t always make for polite dinner table conversation. And absolute fucking horror.
Forgiveness is a tall order, but necessary, I think. It has to come individually, from compassion, understanding, and the desire to end a cycle of violence, retaliation, and ongoing misery. It’s tempting to want to say We do not forgive, and we do not forget, before you murder every last perpetrator, with malice, hate, and even cruelty. We all have issues. Can’t we all just get along? Actually, yes, I think.
It’s scary to think how rationally the insanity was carried out. Seal sang we’re never gonna survive unless we get a little crazy. It’s good to understand each other, even (and especially) the insane. God bless.
Happy ED, everyone! (no, not erectile dysfunction)
The Earth is the third rock from the sun, and the only known planet (to us) in the universe known to harbor life.
Life is sacred and precious, and depends on a clean, healthy planet.
Do aliens want our planet? Do they want us dead? I don’t think so, but it’s a weird thought that crossed my mind.
Planet- let’s plan it! No pollution, and lots of Nature, and thriving ecosystems, and no runaway temperature nightmares, and lots of LIFE! Live! Get out into the woods and deserts and beaches and observe the plants and animals, draw them, protect them, respect them, and love the globe that sustains all of us, which is the only Heaven for humans that EXISTS! I mean, there’s the space station, which hopefully isn’t a nightmare, but seriously, let’s keep the earth habitable and hopefully fun for everyone, because we humans are animals too, that have evolved and adapted to conditions on EARTH, and nowhere else. Obviously. This madness about the earth being a way station to some “heaven” out there in space, after we die, is utterly daft insanity, a delusion of the mentally ill. I mean, if you ask me, lol.
Anyway,
Let’s love animals, tend our gardens, do more than just go to zoos, and feel a part of Nature, integrated into it, not some dominant race of god-beings who lord over the animals, who are free to destroy our planet, in an absurd and meaningless universe of vast, cold emptiness. We should be stewards of Nature and live up to our responsibility as the species at the top of food chain and overwhelming masters of our environment(s) to make sure all the other animals don’t needlessly suffer, and that we feel good about ourselves doing good, not as disrespectful and callous sinners who fail to show compassion to all the other animals who feel pain like ourselves. Maybe you want to eat less meat. Maybe you want to put out a bird feeder. Maybe you want to take a train instead of flying. Maybe you want to go camping with your kids. Or go to Africa and on a safari. Or go birdwatching, or whale watching, or pet a dolphin, or what have you. Raise pets, like dogs or lizards or even an antfarm. Watch Nature documentaries, ask questions, support organizations, ride a bicycle, save electricity, don’t pollute, recycle, and soothe your soul in places that don’t have so much goddamned cement.
Teshara is an anagram of as earth, as heart, as hater, and he’s a rat. It’s a fun name. Earth means dirt, and we’ll all become dirt / dust, and we like to be dirty, and we all need Nature, in our cores. Not just because we’re part of an interdependent web of relationships with plants and animals for food and air, but because animals are fun, gardens are beautiful, fishing is healthy, getting away is basically mandatory, and scenic landscapes are essential to our well-being. So don’t treat earth day like some hippy politically-correct day for tree-huggers, treat it like your life and happiness, and the survival of unknown numbers of generations, depends on it.
That’s what I have to say.
Happy Earth Day and Every Day, and go catch a wave, go climb a rock, go fly a kite, and love your mother! All religions should incorporate a little Native American spirituality, if you ask me. They say Nature is red in tooth and claw, but humans are at risk of killing the whole deal. Corporations and governments need to all join the party.
There are 8.2 Billion humans around now, on earth, more or less
Each human has a brain with 100B neurons, with 100T synaptic connections.
Finally, there are multiple supercomputers. The fastest, "El Capitan", performs or can perform 1.742 quintillion calculations per second.
Also, there are over 129 million unique books in existence, in all languages, published since 1440 (when Gutenberg invented the printing press), in 2.8 million libraries, around the world. It is estimated there are over 1.1 billion websites on the internet.
Does this not add up to (near) Omniscience? Between brains, computers, and books/internet, we humans are One Smart Cookie! lol.
The highest IQ in history might have been Marilyn Vos Savant, with a measured score of 228, tops -for a time- on the GBWW (Guinness Book of World Records). Somebody in 1976 scored 400. The result partly depends on the test you take, of course. King Solomon from the Bible was considered the wisest person that ever lived.
Personally, I suspect idiots can be genius and geniuses can be idiots, and if there's an Omniscient God, then who cares, anyway, because then we're all (relatively) stupid, and even the mentally challenged have access to Brilliant Perfection.
Elon Musk is currently the richest person on earth, with an estimated net worth of 342 Billion dollars.
The oldest person alive is a 116 year-old Brazilian nun. Years young, lol.
The happiest person alive has needs met, is in love, and is content with equanimity, no matter what, and probably safe and secure, too. Speaking theoretically. They have met their potential, and are good, of service, helpful, kind, and well-loved and respected. Signs of sane seen! Emotions in motion, grown from groans to grins! A buddhist monk (Matthieu Ricard) that meditates well and often is said to be the world's happiest man, because of brain scans, for whatever that is worth. Better than doing heroin, I guess (most say).
May you be smart, wise, live long, prosper, be happy, and go with God!
My voice says my blog does this (in a weird, wild, wonderful way!!!).
why thank you
Life is ABC. Absurd, Beautiful, Crazy.
alphabet:
absurd, beautiful, crazy, dumb, enjoyable, fun, good, happy, idiotic, joyful, kind, loving, mild, new, open, queer, rough, stupid, tight, ugly, vicious, wild, exciting, and yes- zoo.
Green New Deal? or Teen Nude Eel? Boop-a-doop! Super duper pooper scoopers for sale!
We should have a model of the world in our heads that corresponds to Reality.
Why are things like they are? Greed and money, power and immaturity, needs and wants, hunger and thirst and affection and love, sex and pleasure, violence and crime (and hatred, resentment, cruelty), knowledge, and diversion and entertainment and recreation, god and prayer and betterment and progress and health, computers machines technology and cellphones, and Family. Plus, poetry, literature, philosophy, ideas. TV, movies, videos. Emotion, music, math, and passion. Religions, cultures, countries, policy, and freaks (vampires? space aliens? telepaths? deitiies? crazy politicians? Tony Robbins?).
Prayer
I want no more poverty. A UBI for the whole planet.
I want a sustainable planet. A fun, habitable, healthy place for everyone, animals too.
I want no more goddamn nuclear weapons. You hear me?
weredpley: choose what you use. the succubus planted succulents, succotash, and honeysuckle. DOB, dobby says the drinking of blood requires your date of birth. Who are you, boo? What is that butt slut doing in our hut? Where is my rare care bear? When is Ben going to yell at ten men again? Why is that guy buying pie before he plays jai-alai? He could die! How now, brown cow? Is the dow subject to Mao or the tao? Wow, I'm wanted to vow to bow before Lao. Which snitch itched to get hitched to the bitchy witch, Mitch? Question your quests, yes? Tess, Bess, and Jess said yes to all this mess. Confess less and roar more! Nike says Just Do It. But Nancy Reagan says Just Say No. The choice is yours, don't be late. If you're Bill Gates, you probably don't hate your fate, mate! If you're Elon Musk, you probably won't need to peel husks from dawn to dusk. And if you're Warren Buffett, you can shove that in your pipe and puff it. Billionaires put on airs, and drink Killian's red, but Millionaires kill reptilians. Rhymes, at times, are better than mimes. Bitchin' bitcoin. Israelights and Isryadarks. We do not forget or forgive. We do not remember or remonstrate. We do not live or love. We do not die or change diapers. We are badass goodfellows who eat goodbars with bad manners and do virtuous vice for an evil god who loves hate and sends sinners to heaven and saints to hell and All to Oblivion and Allah to Reno (pair a dice). Suffering succotash and orgasmic organdy and happy campers and sad sacks. Odors and doors. Mel smells. A stinky sink. Rotting on a yacht. Dead in bed. Decaying and forensics: DK46.
Some delusions make people happy, but if none of us know the truth, then it's all in how you want to frame it. Still, I refuse to believe something that (by my lights) smacks of ignorance, stupidity, or madness. I guess I don't care what you believe. Believe anything you want. Especially if it makes you happy. But don't force some lie on me, if I'm not willing. That's philosophical rape. Amen.
My NUTSHELL: Mind, Body, and Soul, huh? All I think, say, and do; Input, output, body: read, watch, listen; write, talk, create; eat, exercise, sleep. Work, play. See, hear, smell, taste, touch. Meditate, do nothing. Pleasure, pain, neutral. Good and bad, happy sad. Content, miserable. Alive, zombie. Busy, bored. Freedom, robot. Learning, teaching, creative, engaged, alive, curious, educated, knowledge, wisdom, truth, understanding, enlightenment, nirvana, bliss.
Soul is problematic. Spirits and ghosts and apparitions and shit? Mind is shared. We're just bodies. Ghost in a shell? Well, our dreams and our minds are not entirely internal. But I don't believe in ghosts. A soul is a personality or psyche or mind and you can be self-possessed or demon-possessed or your lover can say "be mine", but nothing about us is eternal, even if we're in love, with the exception of a possibility your offspring will be successful and live and reproduce for god knows how many iterations, into god only knows how long into the future. But nothing lasts forever (not even diamonds). We all have 2 soles (on our feet). Unless you're missing feet. Anyway, life is absurd and you are free to believe whatever craziness they tell you to, if it makes you happy and gives you friends and puts you in a community, even if the beliefs and dogma are absolutely batshit insane, lol. That might even make it more fun, right?
the Bible says, vanity of vanities, all is vanity. (which can be translated as absurd). specifically, frustration, futility, absurdity, nonsense. Was Jesus some kind of comedian, then? my left hand definitely doesn't know what my right hand is doing, lol. "Do you not know that you are not your own?" Seems to me, the Bible is basically saying everyone is possessed! That's not quite as funny.
All in all is all we are. Everybody is everyone. We're all the same. In a collective, each of us multitudes. A million different people from one day to the next. That's my working theory. All our divisions are artificial, like countries or corporations or religions or political parties or all this sinner and saint, virtuous and depraved, nonsense. Reality is all the God there ever is. We are all Gods. I mean, you can dominate or submit, but you're still the primary architect of your own life. We create our own universes. That's what I mean. Not that we're all omniscient or infinitely powerful or something!! We're the lords of our own skull-sized kingdoms. We get by with a little help from our friends, of course. I belong to the Reality Cult. "Reality" is a word that should always be used in quotes? The Beatles also sang, nothing is real. The Universe is infinite, and we are less than an ant's fart. We live a hundred years, and Time stretches on forever. Do what thou wilt, says Crowley. Be good, says your mom. Life is short, so live it to the fullest. Carpe diem. Seize the fish.
I may be saying I'm a God, or I'm God, but be warned: I know that I don't know everything. No one does. Are we not all-one? Aren't we all interconnected? Plus, the human brain has 100 billion neurons, with over 100 trillion synaptic connections. Used well, this gives us godlike powers.
If God is good, "burning in Hell" is getting a sunburn in a village in Norway! If God is bad, well God isn't God! Maybe an omnipotent demon or something. Great Omnipotent Demon, you are what you eat. SOY (shame on you). If you're mad at Jesus, well he's dead. Just a skeleton, if that. Probably just dust. ("Bone can persist for centuries, even millennia, in certain burial environments"). His ideas live on, though, of course. Like turn the other cheek. Or burn for all eternity. What a nut. What if I'm a descendent of Jesus, lol.
I'm not a human, but a God! They are not separate categories, if you ask me. Humans create Gods. Some humans have powers, superpowers, and can be considered superhuman. Geniuses sometimes think everyone is dumb, so I toy with them when I am bored. Hell is a powerful spell. Sometimes I like to play the crazy sadist who enjoys tormenting the haughty. Can karma possibly be positive for condemning people to Hell? Yes, actually. People with the reputation of a reprobate can be the best of the world, in fact. Humans are animals. If it happens in nature, it's natural. And chemicals aren't bad, either. Everything is made of chemicals. People are chemicals. Who you surround yourself is who you become? Well, you can create yourself, and you can surround yourself with Everybody. Allah is all...uh. Gzus see's us. Christ, cry sometimes. Mom says be good. And that you can be whatever you want to be when you grow up. The army says be all that you can be. Just be yourself.
CUP
sip, Screaming In Pain??
Cruelty might not be that unusual, unfortunately.
And, it's only cruel, subjectively. For example, Paris Hilton needed pampering, but maybe a hardened criminal who's been to prison can handle more extremes.
Head shocks are unusual. Eternal hellfire is the definition of cruel.
Crullers are business as usual at the UN (ha)
aside (did you know?):
complacent: showing smug or uncritical satisfaction with oneself or one's achievements
complaisant: willing to please others; obliging, agreeable
also, did you know the G-D (Grateful Dead) have a repertoire of 450 songs? They sang 37,000 songs live, over 2300 concerts. Wow.
Theory: re-mapping your brain? electroshock therapy? brain zaps? voice(s), dreams, mind control? remotely erasing ideas with psychic biophysics, to affect the neural correlates of unwanted thoughts/concepts. You wanna piece of me? Mm, seso. If you say so. Zombie like brain. You wanna pick my brain? I'll have that one, over there, lol. It's a designer brain, highest quality. A no-brainer.
a schizophrenic skit about scissors and skittles? Madness about Mad magazine, mom and dad, and misery and despair? Disney is a goofy corporation, and MCI is mad crazy insane! Watch out for the monstrous, vicious, predatory, depraved vampire-reptilians!! They'll eat you alive, slowly, with relish!
The 27 club's famous members are: Basquiat, Pigpen, Amy Winehouse, Brian Jones, Kurt Cobain, Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix, and Jim Morrison. Better to burn out than fade away? No, to live long and prosper! Keep on keepin' on. Longevity, incept dates, those things.
mom's moment. it's not a moment, it's a movement. what's. brown and sits on a piano stool? ... Beethoven's first movement! (ew).
pun-ishment: vistaril is visceral. I was sent to the Australian penis colony. mangled mangoes are not mangroves. apples are not opals, no matter how opulent. Bananas are not bonobos, I told Bono. Jesse is not juicy, mr. JayZ. Kelli is not a collie, Kaylie. Bloody blade of a sullied soldier, and the clean clone that won his battle with the bottle.
Keely? Keely is both a first name and a surname. It is gender-neutral. Of Irish origin, meaning "slender" or "pretty." Various prominent Keelys include: Keely Smith (American jazz singer), Shaye-Smith (journalist, author, tv host), Hawes (English actress), Jones (fictional, on Ted Lasso), Froling (actress), Hodgkinson (athlete), and Bennett (singer). Cali (city in Columbia), cully (a man, a friend), coolie (offensive, unskilled asian laborer), collie (sheepdog originating in Scotland). Fun! E Coli isn't, though. Killy (Jean-Claude, a French alpine skier). Kaylee... (combination of Kay and Lee). She spells it Keli. Keli Jean of Heaven is a messianic jewish holy roller paladin. Daughter of Eloheinu. :-)
For me, it's fun to look up anagrams for your name. I used the internet anagram server. 'Kelli Simpson' anagrams include: moleskin lips, ellipsis monk, misspoken ill, misspell oink, like limp sons, mike spills on, mike sins poll, pike limns sol, spike sin moll, lie links mops, lie lips monks, lei minks slop, illness om kip, mile (links ops/ sink slop/ pink loss), impel slink so, smile sink pol, simple silk on, slime slink op, pink slime sol.
shed some light on pink slime? Pink Slime is another name for LFTB (lean finely textured beef). It's added to ground beef as a filler. It's made from beef trimmings that are heated, centrifuged (to remove fat), and treated (gassed) with ammonium hydroxide to kill bacteria, and sterilize it. The Nickelodeon thing is Green slime.
And contusions and confusion
Illusion is a trick that deceives into believing something unreal real
Delusion is thinking the untrue true, a mistaken belief
Collusion is cooperation in a conspiracy
Fusion is what the sun does (or combining, in general)
Contusion is a black and blue bruise
Confusion will be my epitaph, sang King Crimson. (uncertainty, lack of understanding, need for clarification).
you Zhin
aside: SCARY thoughts, nightmare horror of the worst hells of a. being "locked in", b. in a coma, c. consciousness transfer to a machine, d. ever-increasing pain, e. floating out in space like General Zod in Superman. I've been going through shit lately. Sorry. Jesus made water wine, walked on the stuff, survived death, they say. And there's Akasha and Enkil. And reptilians. All very very weird, if you ask me.
My voice said David Foster Wallace committed suicide "because he was new to the game." I read his Infinite Jest. My name is Jesse Teshara. JessT. Me, infinite? Surely, you jest. What's the frequency, Kenneth? What's the code for codeine?
Hey. What if I AM NOT a holy god, but my girlfriend is, lol?? (She's "beyond a God", who mothered The Eternal). Like, a true god would not curse or swear, she says, like I've sometimes done here. Or a pagan god doesn't go to Heaven, or something. Everybody, deities included, need to submit and obey and worship the Holy One True God. (Should I get an Everyone Lives Forever bumper sticker?). What if the whole world is retarded, and I'm the only one that's right? What if Reality is weirder than ANY of us can even dream of? Is the world really a vampire? With mind control and machine heads universal, freedom an illusion, and darkness infinite? Uhhhhhh. Is karma really a thing? Life isn't fair? The victim gets the victimizer's punishment? To be happy, should we all just say Fuck It, and not care?? Is that sweet little old lady really a depraved vampire reptilian?
Other hells include starvation, being eaten alive, eating shit, and eating your family. Or, degenerative neuralgia. Or, being the last person alive. Or, maybe even getting everything you've ever wanted, asked for. Or being too smart, to dumb, or too you.
Life is simple, though. See, hear, smell, taste, touch. Live, die. Eat, drink, be merry. People get fucked up. They want to be happy. They think they're ugly, dumb, sick, sad, cruel. It's okay. Just do unto others as you would have them do unto you. Be kind. We're all in the same boat. Life is complex. Take some time to meditate and let it percolate and filter. I am actually of the opinion that a good sleep is in fact profoundly productive.
Today's thought: what are the neural coordinates, in a neural net, of a neural node for a platonic form of an extension cord? Lol. (less funny: are head shocks psychic mind-control to zap neural coordinates of specific ideas?). And, religions are communities centered around funky concepts, who cares what they are, it's the community and cooperation and fellowship (and corporation) that counts.
G.O.D's (and some G-D's): guaranteed overnight delivery, going over documents, graduate of Davis, good old days, good orderly direction, giver of delight, game of death, go out dancing, great outdoors, goddess of destruction, guns oil drugs; general disarray, game day, grimy dirt, genuine draft, glee delight.
Slim Shady, in Mordor (where the shadows lie), takes umbrage at the umbras and penumbras.
Dancing the sega, playing Sega genesis, and listening to Suzanne Vega, on Invega. Omg, the Silverback has a silver buck knife! They fired the criminal into the sun! ....where he will burn for Sadistic Torture And Revenge! PBS had a series on Portuguese Black Storks. I stocked my teepee with toilet paper, and read Terry Pratchett, Thomas Pynchon, and Trivial Pursuit cards!! Titan A and E, Always and Everywhere, Akasha and Enkil. Allen and Ellen? Agony and Ecstasy. Accident and Emergency, Arts and Entertainment, Analysis and Evaluation. Aliens and Extraterrestrials. After Earth. Lake Titty Caca and Lake Poopó. The trite traits of a trout. Harvey's harvest of crappy crops. Islands in Holland? Fascist fashion on hunky punks. My peers in the pyramid, and my underlings hurling vomit every time they see a comet. My cock is a rock, said my funny honey. My door is a jar. Milagros in Lagos, and boring whoring, and spectacular funiculars, and trite sights. Lovely doves and absurd birds and missionary men and those motivated to be automotive. Namby-pambys from Zambia. Lions lyin' in the sun (no lie!) - Humans are animals, truly. Fake folk fuck like real royals. Bored birds and engaged macrophages. I miss the mist. Sane Rose, rainbows, and the bane of foes, gaining woes, like pain in your toes. There's also Danes at Lowes, and Jane and Joe, which fill me with hope, like every fag flag. A pride of gay lions and a shame of sinful loons. GOD as Guilt Or Disgrace. Touchy-feely with Keely. Blessed with bliss, in my new blouse. Pugs pigs and Peggy. Mama and Papa, comma, Rapa Nui. Family named Amelie, listening to a homily about camels, lol. Deafening tuff and loud clouds and voluble tall walls, y'all. Silent violence of injured ninjas. Hell's bells, and heaven's seven Evans. POWs say Party On, Wayne. War is for the marine corps and those who like gore and more, or those who adore lore about boring chores about torn whores on shores, or four poor roaring snorers from the Azores with sores. Ingress and egress and progress doing the old in and out. Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds on LSD. Mary Jane's last dance on Marijuana. Cracking the code on crack. Drugs and drag queens and droogs. Highs at any elevation, and at all locations, including Lowe's. Rocky is Tuff to beat. A heart of stone. He's solid. The petrified forest isn't scared of you. It welcomes the scared, frightened, and terrorized with the solace of the solid. Rock on, Treena and Woody! I traveled to Fiji and Mt. Fuji and listened to the Fugees while I squeejeed my jeep Cherokee. A burden on your brother? word to your mother. Eating dolmas on the dolomites. My onion companion, and my friend the endive, and my pal the scallion. I've got plants in my pants, and thunder in my underwear, and dirt in my shirt, and nature in my future. Moans in my bones, and hugs in the bugs, and sermons about worms. I've got love from above, and hate in my fate, and no from below, but yes from Jess, I guess. Hell smells, but heaven's scent. The art of farting is part of your heart, but perfume is Divine. Pheromones and marrow in your bones. Inimical to comical chemicals like mescaline at Temescal. Laughing gas and crying liquid and doing a solid. The chasm between blood plasma and solar plasma and the plasmatics and asthma and orgasm. The proximity of equanimity to enmity, and Yosemite to Amityville to MIT. Snake livers, and herpetological hepatology. Frigate bird in Phuket, listening to F.M. radio. Fuggedaboutit! Frogs, newts, toads, and salamanders are amphibians. But Newt Gingrich is a reptilian? Like a real reptile! God's mountains, the G-D range (Great Dividing range). go on dates, good days, glory daze, Great Divide, Grueling Divorce, going deplorably, general disaster, give over dollars. Bopped on the head: Bay of Pigs (Cuba) and Bay of Plenty (New Zealand). Star Trek fans are sometimes vulcanologists. Europe? Czech it out! Breathtaking views from the home of the incubus. Succubi suck! Eating ptarmigans with parmigiano cheese. Wholesome foods vs. junk food at Whole Foods (Don't shop at Partial Foods!). Birds like partially digested worms, though... Toucans dance the can-can, and flaming gay flamingos dance the flamenco. I subsist on kraken, crackers, and crack! Crikey, you're up shit creek, you frickin' crook. What a load of crock. You'd croak! Eat some chocolate crickets. Fudge! Fracking! Fork! Hordes of lords, and gobs of gods, all doing deity duty. But how many devils do depraved evil? Who's the vampire umpire? Red liquids, from wine to bug juice, cranberry juice and pomegranate juice, and red cans of Coke. Rivers of blood, in red tide, in the Red Sea. Reigning blood. Waiter, I'll have the white.
Mix and Match: Good, Great, Glorious. Omnipotent, Omniscient, Omnipresent. Divinity, Deity, Deus, Dios. Giver of Dreams, Good Old Days, Good Orderly Direction, Grand Old Duke, Game of Death. Face of God in the fog. Crack the code on crack and codeine. Is mental the same as mentally ill? Nevermind, to a contrarian, is telling you to Always Mind!! Hindu Trimurti: Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva (Siva): GOD: Generate, Operate, Destroy (Creator, Preserver, Destroyer). Dog, man's best friend, DOG, Death Of God! Life of God, log. BLOG: Beautiful Life Of God. God's Blog: Glorious Omniscient Deity's Beautiful Life Of Goodness!! Jesse, Jess, Jesús, Chuy, Isaí, Jester. Lawrence Teshara Stollnitz. Me Myself I. Triune Trinity Trimurti. Triangle triplicate triple. Mother, Father, Child. I you he she it we they. Me you him her it us them. You yourself Thou. Who what where when why how which. Read watch listen, eat exercise sleep, write talk create. Work play.
Praise Worship Glorify. Holy Blessed Sacred Sanctified. God Deity. Almighty All-powerful All-wise All-knowing Always Everywhere. Omnipotent Omniscient Omnipresent. Love Kindness Goodness Benevolence Mercy Compassion Forgiveness. Grok Understand. Knowledge Wisdom Understanding Truth Enlightenment. Perfection Bliss Freedom. Joy Happiness Cheer Contentment Satisfaction Nirvana. Safe Secure Prepared. Strong Fit Healthy Well Sane. Goals Objectives Desires. Extinguishing Attachment, Aversion, Ignorance. No delusion, confusion. Laughter, Fun, Play, Leisure, Pleasure, Treasure. The Good Life. A life well-lived, a good death.
Why is everyone deluded? G-D telepaths fuck with our heads. Why? For politics. For money. For court cases. For God knows what else. Anything at all. Us and them. Wars and religions. Maybe sports. That's really it. You are a battery. A source of power, a subject of mind control, a pawn in a greater game. Not sure I really want to be part of this something Greater Than Myself everybody says is so damned important. I don't know what I'm being used for. I didn't sign on to this. Silence is golden. Of course, The Matrix movie told me to think I was a battery. Maybe I am in fact powerless. Said the Omnipotent, lol. Eminem said I am whatever you say I am. I'm just a girl.
The world is a vampire? A solid, stand-up guy, with rigor mortis. All we are is dust in the wind. Here today, gone tomorrow. No one lives forever. All is impermanent. To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die. No one is actually dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away. Body, ripples, hearts- they ALL die. Immortal Eternal? Yeah, right. (Shiva is not a she. Mahadeva is not a ma. He's also known as Hara -as in TesHARA). What's in a name? I'll tell you. Letters and sounds. Anagrams and wordles. Any meaning you want to give. A body, a mind, a life. The Buddhists say we're empty. So nothing at all. That's what's in a name! (wordles are words you can make from another word, like 'row' or 'dr.' or 'rod' or 'dow' or 'do' - from 'word'. Anagrams are like 'presbyterians' from 'Britney Spears'. Acronyms are LOVE as lots of vicious entertainment, say. We do this in Jesus' name, lol.)
War= Misery, Injury, Death, Cost, Opportunity Cost, Hatred
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