PP

It relates to urine (peepee), poop, pope, (and pap, pep, pip, pop, and pup) 

Something to think about in the bathroom...

Prison and penitentiary, pompous and pretentious, paragraph passage, pontifical primate, paramount and preeminent, pantheist pagans, petty peccadillos, pique pissed peevish petulant, partisan politics, property possessions and pelf, poor penurious penniless pauper person, poverty penury and privation, pace of progress, pabulum provisions and provender, pesto pasta, productive profitable and payment, past and pedigree, paradise paradigm, prurient pornography, pervasive perversion, prostitution and pornography, policies and procedures, proper protocol, parturition pain pinch and pangs, peaceful and placid, people-person, parcel-package,   papal parrish priest pastor padre presbyter patriarch pope pontiff primate, parchment paper, psychosis paranoia and persecution, pure and perfect, police patrol, pathologically poisonous, pedantic and professorial pedagogue, poke and peck, pony perse, purse pouch, peculiar and pathognomic, putty paste, patch piece, passion and predilection, participate and partake, peek peer and peep, pull probe and pry, pairs of partners, parables and proverbs, pacify and propitiate, portraits and paintings, parochial and provincial, pizza pie, playpen, pigpen, pol pot, Peter Pan, panhandler parasite, precious prized pet, petrified and panicked, potato pancake, protein powder, panacea potion, prairie pampas, pansy pantywaist, proud and promiscuous, probe and palpate, palsied powerless and paralyzed, prognosticate and prophesy, palm pilot, paladin protection, pale and pallid, palaver and prattle, palatial and posh, punishment and penalty, penance and penitence, pencil and pen, penny-pincher, picture photograph, player piano, porch patio, promontory and peninsula, penetrate perforate and puncture, penetrating perceptive percipient and perspicacious, possibly perhaps, perimeter and periphery, profuse and prolix, perish and pass, perpetual and permanent and perennial and persistent and in perpetuity, permeable and porous, permissible and proper, pernicious and poisonous, perorate and preach, perplexed and puzzled, persevere and persist, psyche personality, physical person, precepts and principles, paragon of perfection, posologist pharmacist, play and perform, POV perspective, prudent and politic, pressure and persuade, perky and pert, profligate playboy, pertinacious and pigheaded, pestiferous pestilence and plague, pseudo-phony, periapt protector, paltry picayune and pointless, postprandial pickpocketing, piddle and procrastinate, pillar post and pole, peccary pig, pilfer and peculate, pads and pillows, pimps and prostitutes, pure and pious, paean and panegyric, piquant and pungent, piracy and privateering, pitiful piteous and pathetic, potent and powerful, prime and pivotal, profanity and perfidy, pact and promise, pee and poo, penis and p-ssy, pickled peppers, power and privilege, potential perdition, pure psychopath, pleasant patient person, prudent planning, PayPal, planning for potential pregnancy, puppies and penguins, per person, polypropylene, primary partner, piss pot, per procurationem, profile picture, precocious puberty, Pokemon power points, pacifist pursuing peace, placard poster, place and position, pester and perturb, plan project and proposal, pliability and plasticity, prosaic platitude, play and performance, playful and prankish, poet and playwright, plea and petition, plebeian and proletarian, people persons, peter's papacy, pledge and promise, plentiful and profuse, passive and pliable, plight and predicament, plunk and plop, peppy and plucky, plug and promote, plummet and plunge, plutocrat profit, pimple pustule, pocket pouch, prose poem, purge and purification, pathos and poignancy, punctilio point, poke and prod, public politician, poison and pollute, putrid and pathogenic, pavonine peacock, pummel punch and pound, pride pomposity pontification and pretense, profound and penetrating, puddle pool, portend and prefigure, pudgy plump and portly, posture pose and pretend, postulate a philosophical proposition, promising propitious and positive, police posse, preoccupied and possessed, post and position, postpone and prorogue, potbelly pig, princely potentate, potpourri pastiche patchwork, porcelain pottery, pulverized powder, packing a powerful punch, perilous and precarious, powwow party, practical and possible, practiced and proficient, praise and plaudits, pure and praiseworthy, prance and parade, practical jokes and pranks, palaver and prate, pulpit preacher, parson person, preface preamble, prolegomena prologue proem, precautions and prevention, premium price, prompt and precipitant, precis and prospectus, pioneer pathfinder, prominent and preeminent, pregnant and parturient, primeval and prehistoric, preconceptions and prejudice, prebendary prelacy, plot and premeditate, plan and prepare, president and premier, prime minister and paramount leader, premise and prolepsis, presentiment and premonition, predict and prognosticate, prescience and precognition, preparatory and proemial, primed and prepared, prevalence and preponderance, preposterous poppycock, pronounce and proclaim, poise and presence, power and prestige, prestidigitation presto, pretty and pulchritudinous, pressure prevail-upon and persuade, pettifog and prevaricate, perjure and pretend, prevent prohibit and proscribe, preventive and prophylactic, patsy prey, pride and presumption, prudish priggish and puritanical, principally and primarily, peak and pinnacle, posh and plush, process and procedure, primp and preen, proof print and publish, previous and prior, precedence and priority, prisoner and parolee, pure and pristine, public and private, pilfer and plunder, puppy pupil, provoked passions, pester and plague, pre/post, pare and prune, prowess and proficiency, persistently prying, psychology and perception, psychotic paranoiac, perseverate in pugna, publish promulgate and proclaim, puff and pant, pull and pluck, pith and pulp, pulsate and palpitate, play on words and puns and paronomasia, punctilious and proper, prompt and punctual, pantologist and pundit,  punitive punishing penalizing,  puny pint-sized pygmy, pawn pigeon patsy, pyrophile pyromaniac, pestered and put upon, putrid putrescent purulent and polluted, put place position and perch, push and propel, purulence and pus, practical and pragmatic, possessed puppet, positivist and purist, palm purloin and pilfer, pepsi and peaches, perfect perhaps, peter out and pass away.  

Yada yada

Put that in your pipe, papal people!     Powers and potentates of partisan politics, with principles and passion.

Plus, a little (more) wordplay:  pleasant peasants, armadillo peccadillos, the deep insights of penetralia (my word of the day;  bible says, "surely this thing is known!"), Bob brings out the best, I like / need / want quiet.  Ticks are talking (tik tok).  

2222.  apathetic incurious / uneducated ignorant/ stupid dumb/  foolish unwise.  A dense, daft, dull, dumb, dunce.  Stupid, slow, and simple.   Brainless, mindless.  (4 facets to the gem) said the snooty snob (don't bash the pash: proud arrogant superior haughty).   It's all relative.  Smarter than God and dumber than dirt, BOTH. Back of the house, bombing on the horizon, bring on the H.   Hot and haughty.   Cold cuckold.  Lukewarm Luke.  The pleasant lesbian comfortably cums.   Gay and happy.  Do you buy that we're all bi?  Sexually textual.  Sleepy weepy creepy and deeply in a heap.  Time for crime.  A rap about a trap.  The bot gets caught.  Newman the human, womb to tomb.  Enjoying your boy toy.  Flushing the pos.  Dude, you stink.  Pooped out of your mother.  How rude.  Gross.   You're in luck: Suck and fuck for a buck!   Awaken, I'm taken :-)  Go bother some other brother, you mother of another.  I'm hers.  For sure.   She purrs like she wears furs.   But she doesn't, cousin.   I've given my life to my wife, my time and energy to rhyming about synergy (liturgy? treasury?), and my mind to unwinding.  Some effort to Siefert (engineering firm).   Everything is kind.  Even the "disgusting and evil."  Different kinds of kind.   Except the cruel krill.   Whales eat those bastards.   The sharks are jerks.  The seahorses are worse.  The crabs are crabby.  The fish are fishy, up to no good. You can get rid of the squid.  But I could spend days with those rays.  I've been searchin' for the sea urchins, in those cool pools.   The turtles are fertile.  The porpoises have purpose.  I think the sunfish have fun.  The penguins are anguished.  The poi are joyful.   The snapper are happy.  The kraken is back.  They locked up the octopus.   My knee aches because of those damned sea snakes!  Conceptual translations of the same reality.   Like the difference between how a baby and a scientist understand the same thing, event, process, reality.   Drunk as inebriated, or...

It was all yellow!

5-6000 degrees kelvin is the G-class (yellow stars).   Kevin knows kelvin.

DAE,  dave and ellen/erin, always everywhere, disgusting/dumb/depraved/disingenuous and evil.   Intrusive, distracting, stupid, ignorant, mean, annoying, untrustworthy, and mad.

Mummery

 A core concept from Adidam

Mummery (definition): A ridiculous, pretentious, hypocritical performance or ceremony.

Adi thought life was mummery.   I guess he was pretty jaded.

But I see his point.   Especially if you're a cult leader.  Life is absurd and utterly worthy of ridicule.  It's not meaningless (for me, at least).   I mean, there are problems to solve.  But if you're trying to set a worthy example of character, behavior, and wisdom, you have to incorporate the (cruel, evil, wicked, sinful, criminal, even depraved), the rude crude and unacceptable (as it were), and the daft, stupid, ignorant, foolish, unwise, uneducated, incurious, and apathetic.    If you're pure, you're the whole thing.  Unless you're purely one thing, and completely not something else....    So being "good" is hypocritical if you are also "bad."    Or, if you have questionable history.   And, if you think you're smarter, wiser, better - well, you're a hypocrite, because everybody knows the score.  Babies are genius, and adults can be boring, unengaged, nincompoops.   So it goes.   Some of us improve with age.   Anyway, all the world's a stage, and you can act like you're a boss, and make something simple into a ceremony.   I happen to like the tea ceremony.

What IS actually better, in my opinion?  Happy, comfortable, healthy, alive, good.    Engaged and interested, interesting.   Of service, making a difference.  Educated, informed, wise.   You grok, comprehend, get it.   Funny.

Mummy, mummy, I got a boo-boo!   Take off your bandages, honey.   Maybe not that funny.   I tried.   Me, myself, and I - we tri -ed (ha).   I'm a laugh riot.   Nothing funnier than abrasions and contusions.  Or a funny bone sticking out of your arm.  Ha!  Hilarious.   

Reality as all the God there ever is.   G-D, Generosity and Decency.

Accursement

 What witches do (and what gets done to witches back!)

Besides, curses, they do hexes and charms, too.   I cast a spell on you... because you're mine!

May you stub your toe!  No Heaven!  No good luck!  Not in MY heaven!  May you be poor!  sad!  stupid!  dead!  perdition!  May you lose sleep!  May you be hungry and thirsty! Woe to you!  Get lost!  Break a leg!

all in all is all we are.    everybody is a tiny bit of everybody.   the devil is a part of you.   every single one of us, the devil inside.   Sometimes the Other is a larger fraction.   Up to and including, complete Possession.   Cursed!  Dammit

Swear words.  Curse words.  Bad words.  Salty language.   Dirty words.   Forked tongue.  Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will ALWAYS hurt me.   You're sensitive.  You take everything personally.  I feel you.  

ATT, angst torment torture.    MCI, mad crazy insane.  CVS, crime vice sin.   Torpid corporations.  All over the MAP, meaningless absurd pointless.  Double, double, toil and trouble!  

Pride.   One of the 7 deadly sins.  Gays are just as unhappy as anyone else.   Queers?   Unique, like everybody else!  Weird, like all the other weirdos.   Special, better, privileged, higher?  Yeah, right.   HIV is honesty, integrity, virtue.  Uh, okay.

Get raped, you grape.   Healthy, thy hell.   Whoa to thee, and woe to you, of the earth-realm!

Styx and stones.  H, E, double toothpicks.    A fun way of saying the worst thing, you could say.   The Twin Towers.  LL cool J.  LL Bean.  Love and laughter.   Life and light.    Gehenna, Sheol, Perdition, Abaddon, Hades, Tophet, Tartarus.    The shades.  The pit.   The soldier got lit up and hit, and then spit it with the it from the pit, you shit.   Contentment vs. resentment.

Abaddon Hope, all ye who enter here

Who Do People Think They Are??

 Who are you, who who?  - The Who

Hoohoo, hooted the owl.   I AM, said God.   I am whatever you say I am - Eminem.  No-self - Buddha (I am Awake).  I am I am Superman, and I can do anything -    .   I am Groot.   I am the Walrus, kookookachoo.   I am who I am, what I shall prove to be.   I'm me!   I and I are me, myself, and eye.  

I am my name.  I am my body.   I am what I am, what I was, what I will be.   I am my life.   The blood is the life.   I am what I do.   I am what I eat.  I am what I read, watch, listen to, identify with, write, say, think.   Don't believe everything you think.  I am a mystery, even to myself.  I am the roles I play.  I am nothing.  I am not here.  I do not exist.   There is no me. 

I am God.  I am an Angel.  I am a Saint.   I am a good guy.   I am a soldier.  I am a cop.  I am an agent (of?).   I am a father.  I am a creator.   I am an actor.   I am a player.   All the world's a stage.  I am not myself, today.   I am a noun, a verb, a lot of adjectives.   I am everyone, everything, the universe.   I am nowhere, no place, nonexistent, and everywhere, permeating, always, eternal, permanent.    I am impermanent, transitory, fleeting, ephemeral, here and gone, a bubble, like a candle, like cut flowers, already dead, on my way to the trash, headed for the grave.   I am an object.   I am a person.  I am an animal.  I am a human being.   I can be non-human.   I am always and everywhere, and everything and nothing.   I both exist and don't.   I am real and virtual.  I am truth and fiction.

It's all relative, it's all a matter of perspective, and merrily merrily merrily merrily it's all a dream.   Who's dream are you in?   What dream to you enter when you Wake Up?

Non-human?  I am sub-human, superhuman, or just nonhuman, like an animal, a thing, or a demon, a vampire, a zombie, or something in a movie.   God, The Devil, An Angel, The Beast, The Antichrist, something religious, something spiritual.   Something exceedingly virtuous, or corrupt depraved and evil.   Everyone can be anything.   Everybody is Everyone!   All in all is all we are.   It's all good.   

Touching other people's things?   Who do people think they are?  Movers, postal carriers, thieves and criminals, that's who.   Roommates and family, people with permission to do so.   Rude folks who disrespect boundaries.   Your body is your own thing.  You own yourself.   Nobody has a right to touch you or hurt you or force themselves into you, and you have sovereignty over your mind and body.   That includes telepaths.    Respect minds, respect boundaries, respect people's wishes.   

People are People, so why should it be, you and I should get along so awfully?   Well, potentially a zillion reasons, but crime is a big one, and meanness and bullying, another.    Disrespect and rudeness and cruelty and having other values are the main ones.   -isms, like racism or classism or sexism, or feeling you're better than someone, without even ever having met them.   Rapists and murderers have done awful, heinous, evil and wicked things.   Thou shalt not kill.   Thou shalt not litter.

People are their identities, and all the myriad descriptors that they (and others) use for them.   People change.   People are what they are.   I mean, it is what it is, as they say.   But people improve, grow, develop.   Sometimes people deteriorate, worsen, go backwards.    Maybe "better" and "worse" is subjective.   Everybody deserves respect, no matter what.    There are reasons for everything.   God is love, in any case.

People are names, bodies, histories, proclivities, activities, food, roles, what they think about, and what they see, hear, smell, taste, touch.   People are sane, delusional, sexual, asexual, hetero, gay, bi, nonbinary, male, female, happy, miserable, angry (sad mad glad), healthy, sick, alive, dead, dying, bored, engaged, content, unfulfilled, ambitious, greedy, curious, apathetic, dumb, intelligent, rich, poor, everything, nothing, all of the above!   People are a product of their times and places.   Culture, parents, schools, all that good stuff.  People are largely like the people they associate with.   Like company culture.   Or church values.   Or the people they look up to, whether priests or prisoners.  People are what other people tell them to be or reward them for or say they're good at.   People are the roles they choose for themselves, often after lifetimes of living the roles they've had chosen for them, instead.

fun with family acronyms:       milk of magnesia,     plaster of paris,     united network command for law enforcement,     amazing unparalleled natural talent,     be right over,    silence is sexy, subversive intellectual society,   community use zone,   Massachusetts and Pennsylvania, state of nature, daug, define the relationship,    now everyone put hands everywhere wild,    national institute of early childhood education,  generous radiant amazing nurturing devoted manifesting aware,   grand radical awesome nice dude personal assistant.   Jim at the gym, devil fag with a duffel bag, workout with a jerk-lout.     AI is always interesting and always insane.   Stalking a soccer star.   I like lakes.   Vicious when viscous.  The bard is, beyond a reasonable doubt, both a poet and a pirate (yar!).   Lion of Zion is truculent in a truck.   Axl Rose sings Voice Of America (VOA).   Rockin around the clock, rockin' the cradle, a rocking their chairs.   Lesbians in Volvos, Jaguars.      Virtuous vibrant vegetarians (with vulvas and vibrators) vs. vilified vampires and various vile vicious villainous vermin like Vogons, Vader, Voldemort, and Val Kilmer.    vampire, imaperv.   Verses vs. hearses.    Flamethrowers, firebombing, and In Sin -eration (burn in Sheol Lake of Fire Hell, you bundle of sticks).    Fuggedaboutit, faggot.    Rememberabout it,  remit!   A Beyond Meat bowel movement, best men and brides maids.

Driving

I prefer a ride

I was in an accident.  Driving is hazardous.  It could be your fault, it could be entirely not your fault.   It is stressful, stress I don't need, stress I can do without.  You can get hit, you can hit others.  You can get a flat, be stranded, be in danger.  Parts can break.  You have to worry about speeding, traffic laws, cops.   Rain and fog is treacherous and unfun.   Expense!  Maintenance, gas, insurance, AAA.   It might be cheaper to just Uber or Lyft or taxi, if you drive infrequently enough.   You need a spare tire, and you should know how to change it.   You need glasses.   Driving at night is not fun (for me, anyway).  You should fully understand your vehicle.  I'm not sure having a car is worth the trouble.

Bicycling, on the other hand, is simple, safe, good healthy exercise, convenient, fast, easy, fun.   

Why I Can't Stand Commercials

1.  They're greed of strangers intruding on my private space

2. They're competing for my attention with whatever I'm doing

3.  They're distracting, and keep me from hearing important conversation

4. They need to be muted, you need to keep your finger on the remote all the time

5. They're usually trying to sell you shit you don't need

6. There are more important things to give your attention to, and usually a waste of time.

You should be able to say what you're in the market for, and commercials for THAT.    You should. be able  to pay to NOT have any commercials.   You should be able to record any program, and instantly skip over the commercials.   You should be able to just put a screen saver over all that shit for the duration, until the program comes back on.   Finally, if you like certain commercials, your tv should know what you like and don't, so as to keep you happy.

Who needs extraneous noise in the background?  That's usually greedy BS?  For stuff you're not interested in?  Granted, seeing how ad agencies market and try and manipulate mass psychology is a tiny bit interesting.   But it's garbage, in my view, otherwise.

Enlightenmint

So say Doll eye Llama/Buddha

"What is reborn are our habits.   Enlightenment is the ending of rebirth, which means a complete non attachment or non-identification with all thoughts, feelings, perceptions, physical sensations, and ideas."

Well, first of all, we only outlive our lives through our children and ideas, in my view/book.  I don't believe in reincarnation, or souls, or soul migration, or going to other realms, like heaven or hell or limbo or purgatory or what-have-you.   You remain as memories, granted.   We all die.   Nothing is forever.  No one lives forever.   All is impermanent.  Because everything is ephemeral and transitory, like a bubble, I guess you could say we are all enlightened!   There never was any rebirth to begin with.   

   Heaven and Hell and The Earth-Realm:  Bliss and Torture, Ecstasy and Agony, and plain old neutral ordinary everyday life, with the potential for anything, but characterized by a moderate normality, in between the extremes of pleasure and pain, which is quite pleasant and satisfying, in my book.  They say heaven and hell are all in your head, but steady ongoing effort yields a pleasant life, with the right people in it, I think.

Second, are we our names?  Should we not attach to our names as a referent to our bodies?  A rose is a rose by any other name.   They say people with more A's in their names get better grades.   So there IS some correlation between name and identity.   Like, my name has like 10 gods in it.   Is that why I have a God's blog?  I don't think so, but maybe.  Or, all the anagrams sometimes seem relevant and meaningful.   Is reality playing games with us?  Or the numbers in names?   It's completely random!  Who ordered the alphabet, and do we have to use base 9?  (the numerology seems pervasive).   You can choose any name for yourself you want.  You can change names every week!  You can have no name, and identify with all names.   You can pick names at random from a phone book.   You can think about your name for years, and have a sacred ceremony for it.   It can be as important or unimportant as you like!  You can demand people call you something, or you could care less.   Names, shnames!  My confirmation name is John.  I wanted to be Jonathan.  My names in other languages are fun.   Well, whatever.   Sometimes, it's good to change, for variety, or safety, or getting married, or just to feel happier.   Maybe you need a change.   There are bad associations with some names, and good associations with others.   I like unique names.  Weird names.  Fun names.  With meaning (and kinding).  

Thirdly, I don't think the DL is saying there is no truth or reality or that all ideas are worthless...  Just don't IDENTIFY with them.   Self and identity are your body and conditioned and changeable, and we're all a part of Reality, both Everything and Nothing, and that's the whole shebang.  I mean, to tie this Buddhist idea with my God-blog thing, we're All I AM.    Fill in the blank, I AM _____.   Yes.   We're all everything.  All in all is all we are.   All the components of Reality in the microcosm of our minds, bodies, spirits, selves, whatever.   You are okay, already, whatever you are.   It seems like everybody wants you to be something else.   Some things ARE better and happier than others.   So that's it.

I like to identify with positive feelings, and think of myself as a happy, well-adjusted person.   This strikes me as healthier than being gloomy and depressed, but the DL is saying, don't.   I don't have to accept HIS ideas, either.   I get it, though.   Be Everything, One with Reality, and nothing will bring you down (or up), you'll have equanimity, and be solid and compassionate and loving and kind and good and non-judgmental and grounded in reality, all the better to operate ideally within it.    

Physical sensations aren't me.   I am not my pleasure, pain, discomfort, or contentment.   I can kind of program myself to feel fine almost anywhere or anytime.   It's temporary, in any case.  If you are not your body, and not your mind, and in fact there IS no you, because it is all conditioned, and nothing is permanent, then simply existing in union with your eternal Oblivion is a kind of bliss.

Ideas?  Don't take MY word for it.    Everybody groks reality for themselves, no matter what they read!

Yes, I know it's spelled Dalai Lama and enlightenmEnt.    Speaking of which, why is light good and dark bad?  Like positive and negative?  The poles of a battery are not good and evil!  Anyway, dark is just as good as light.   I like to see things, and am glad I'm not blind.  I like dreams.  But that doesn't make dark bad!!!  Dark is good, when you need to sleep, or your eyes are tired.  The Pope could wear black, for all I care.   This purity symbolism is ridiculous.

Anyway, on bacon.   It's delicious.   Pigs suffer.   What to do?  Well, I'm sure if the pigs could taste it like we do, they'd understand, and say hell I want some, too!   But on the other hand, one Slice Of Bacon is a sob story.   I mean, people need meat, a little (in moderation), but pigs are intelligent animals and factory farming is heinous, if I understand things correctly.   So have bacon once in awhile, but don't go overboard, and -if you can- consider helping your fellow animals by not eating them (although it's true they wouldn't be alive in the first place if we didn't).   But if humans tasted like bacon, we'd all be cannibals, I think.   

If I had to summarize Buddhism, it's that life is suffering, but you can be happy from the pursuit and attainment of Nirvana, which is Bliss, by purging attachments and aversions, and grokking Reality, through meditation, reflection, philosophy, reading, and (for me, at least) writing.  The Christian concept of Hell fits into the Buddhist fabric, in the sense of dukkha (discontent, dissatisfaction, unhappiness, including the pain, agony, suffering, torment, misery, anguish, despair, depression) being overcome through insight and application.   We're (almost?) all in some level of hell, some circle (as it were), some of us worse than others.  Helping others escape melancholy, malaise, and misery and find play, pleasure, and positivity*... itself brings you the felicity and rapture of meaning, service, being a part of something Good, making a difference, helping.   

*bliss, joy, satisfaction, fun, laughter, glee, gratitude, contentment, love, etc. (you get the picture).    It's actually less about play and pleasure than it is about (the Buddhist values of) kindness, compassion, understanding, equanimity, wisdom, and generosity.   But maybe it should be!   Buddhist Values are called Dharma.  

That's What It's All About

Do the hokey pokey

Okay, seriously, here's my list (very serious):

1. Move Things Around.   (Create, Git' 'r done)  (BUSH: Be Useful, of Service, Helpful)

2. Enjoy Your Mind.  (meditate, dream, watch tv, write, surf web, distract yourself, books, music, drugs, good conversation, etc.)

3.  Meet Basic Need

4. Stay Healthy (Enough sleep, eat well, exercise, things like vitamins/ not smoking, get out into Nature) (Have friends, a support system) (look good, feel good)

5. Don't Get Bored (if you're bored, you're boring)

6. Love (yourself, another, others, life)

7. Stay Curious (read, watch, listen, research, learn, teach, write, stay engaged) (travel, talk to people, go to museums, take a walk on the wild side, try new things)

8.  Have Fun!! (laugh, be you, have a hobby, play, experience joy, pleasure, bliss)

(read watch listen, eat exercise sleep, write talk create, work play, be good!)

Do nothing.  Do nothing at all.  :-)

compose gems like:  "Telepaths have been observed on telephones, with television telethons in the background, phoning Telehealth and adjusting the telemetry of their telescopes for teleportation to telegraph ave.!  You can yell during show and tell about the telecommunications and telex and teletype and Penn and Teller...

Direct Rex and Evasive Eva

Freedom Day

 Worst Idea Ever?

If there were a new American Holiday, 'Freedom Day' (sounds nice, doesn't it?)...

And people were allowed to do anything they want for a day, (including the police):

People would go absolutely freaking nuts.    People would prepare for it all year.   They'd buy body armor.   They'd go on killing sprees.  Many would lock themselves in their homes.   But there would be burning and looting.  It sounds like it might be fun, but it would probably be a nightmare.   Without jail or prison, people would lose their minds.   Of course, cops could arrest anybody for no reason at all, and incarcerate anyone for a day, too.   Then the law would snap back into place.  Assuming there's still a place.   

People would beat up each other, for sure, and there would be a lot of loud music, and a shit ton of drugs... Every freaking store in America would get robbed.  But store owners could shoot thieves dead!  Hm.    

I like to think there wouldn't be much raping, cannibalism, or torture...

Interesting thought experiment, no?

You can grant yourself a "freedom day" and see if anything is different!

People would wake up, and see what it is they really want to do, and be grateful for law enforcement, etc..

Kid Question Commentary

 Is Nirvana a Buddhist fairy tale?  ("happily ever after").   Comedy makes me happy, and magic is magical...  You don't just get 3 wishes, lol.   You can make as many as you like!   Bob and Ali Baba.   Listening to Sinbad in Hell?  A lad named Aladdin.   Scheherezade and God.   Maude's vs. Rod's God.  A body of cod.  God in the sod.  Ferry tails... cow in the hull are you?  Angel dust and fairy dust and coffee grounds and Dusty Springfield and Dustin.   Nature is super, even if it isn't supernatural!  The truth fairy.  Fairyland, where no one gets sick, and time stands still.   Who can say where the road goes?   Only Time.   Old Testament.   Oberon and Titania.   Operating Thetans.   Changelings:  Will change diapers for change.   Change your appearance, change your identity?   The clothes make the man.  Look good, feel good.  Lookin smelling feeling like a million bucks!  You look like hell, man!  You're a new man!  You are what you eat, you pig!  Step through a mirror?  Ouch!  Cheshire Cat plays chess, sure.   Curioser and cruiser!  A grin without a cat!  It's the most curious thing I ever saw in all my life!  True scientist, researcher, lifelong learner.  Listen, Thing.   Mother Goose, MG car, and Mentally Gifted.   Pied Piper, yum.  Pie and cigarettes.   That mine is mine.  Goblins that gobble Ellen.   Knockers with nice knockers.  CH, courage and honor, on Capitol Hill.   Chivalry with a Shiv?  GT, Gulliver's Travels, gullible Gulliver.   Humpty Dumpty humps dumpers.   Jesus is a cross between an x and a y.    Pippi's pappy.   Leprechauns and convicts with leprosy.   Midas says, Sad I am.   Little Jack Horner and pi encryption.   Important papers used to be hidden in pies.  Bald hares.  Enya in Narnia.  BBW and big bad wolf.   Is Buffy a Hufflepuff?  It resembles a reassembly.   Devil's Triangle (Florida, Bermuda, Puerto Rico) and the "triangle of judgment" (made by "me, myself, and I") and trinities, trimurtis, and triads.   Taj Mahal built for Arjunand Banu Begum.  ABB.   A San (from the Kalahari) named Francisco?  Corey smoked a reefer by a coral reef.   The smallest country is The Vatican (TV!) and the larges town is Mt. Isa ('Isa' means Jesus, in arabic).  10 football fields, about.  Sara from the Sahara, Molly from Mali, Tim from Timbuktu, and Nigel from Niger.   God in a pagoda.  A place for a palace.  Tears about tiers.  Wedding cakes and kooks on weed.   The Sahara desert used to have lakes, streams, forests, grasslands, and herds of giraffes and elephants.   4k years ago, the climate changed.  Be warned.   Easter Island was discovered (by a Dutchman) on Easter.   It has over 600 statues, with most weighing over 44k pounds.    Laplanders running laps around the Galapagos.  Ants crawling on cormorants.  Zinfandel at a bar with Darwin.  EI EI Oh.   Enchanted Isles.   Pirate Treasure!   International Talk Like a Pirate Day is 9/19.     There's a DOGE's palace in Venice.  Does Elon have a dog?  What is the size of the Bridge of Sighs?  Jerusalem witch trials?  A wailing wall in Wales?  Weeping over reapers and deeply creepy Jeep beeping.   Amy Pohler on a dutch polder.   Older polders and newer Newark.   Mount Everest is called, Goddess Mother of the World (Chomolungma), in Tibetan.  Big Mama's Funeral.  A phone booth at Lake Baikal.   I can see the Dead Sea from my Living Room.  Caspian, the friendly sea, (where both fresh and salt-water fish can be found).   Dark and dangerous DAD.  Dull and depressed, in the doldrums.  Big Ben is named after Benjamin Hall, a tall and chubby commissioner.   The leaning tower of pizza.  Eiffel Tower is an eyeful.   Catacombs and dogacombs.   Solid water and liquid rock.  I don't care about caribou, it's Friday I'm in love.   Surfboards used to be 15 feet long and 150 pounds heavy.   The vegan vampire mourned the Vulcan in a volcano.  Hang gliding is also called sky surfing.   Shoot!  My chute isn't opening!  Darn!  Shucks!  Daredevils jump out of airplanes.   Curveballs are called "snakes".   Singing in Lansing (MI).   Don't go chasing waterfalls, or pavements, but steeplechase is okay (so called because a church steeple was used as a finish line, because it could be seen from afar).  Chess was first played by Buddhist monks in India, because they aren't allowed to fight.  Unless you're shao-lin.   J/k, I dunno nuthin.    The relationship between lift and life.   Duncan donuts and yo-yo and basketball.   Kids on skid row.  Fun with cannons at the Grand Canyon.  Whites only, colored river (Colorado)?!  Calcite at the Cal site.  Harshmellows in the lake of fire.  How tall was Ptolemy?  A series of asteroids like Ceres.  Paying for diamonds from my thai funds.  Penis from Venus.  Same size as earth.  G-D, gas and dust.  One of Saturn's moons (Titan) is as big as Mercury.   A turtle named Atlas holds up the Earth.   He's got the whole world in his hands.  I love ovals.  Fun at the Bay of Fundy.   Funny Bundy in his undies, at Fundy.  Incontinent from being in a continent, like buried Barry.   Bad cooks and faults with plate tectonics.    It doesn't rain cats and dogs, but fish and rocks have been reported.   If it does, don't step in any POODLES!  Glacier erasure.  Ants on Antarctica.   Aunt Artica, my parent's sister.   Antarctica used to be covered in forest like a tropical jungle!  Greenland was named by Eric the Red.   Greenland isn't and Eric wasn't red, either!   Clifford the big red dog, walked by Harrold (and his purple crayon), under the Yellow sun.   Whales have legs, but human embryos do NOT have gills.    Listening to ragtime while "on the rag" (or after a raga?  while eating ragu?).   Topi are tops!  Sara & Getty at the Serengeti.  Zany about getting a tan in Tanzania.  Only male crickets chirp, and only female mosquitoes suck blood.  Silverback gorillas are gentle vegetarians, but they can bench press 4000 pounds!  Chest-thumping is a threat-display, like a cat's hiss.   Woodpeckers peck for 4 reasons:  food, to make a nest hole, to signal territory, and to invite a mate.   Male lions don't hunt.   There's a fish called a slippery dick.   Bill Clinton was called Slick Willie.  Urgent urges to surge into a merge with sturgeon.  Scarecrows don't work, and crows perch on their arms, and eat nearby.   They DO have lookouts, and scatter when farmers approach.   No one has ever seen a coyote chase a roadrunner, but coyotes run 40 mph, and roadrunners 15mph.   Elon the skunk?  A musk is a yellowish foul-smelling fluid (they stamp, hiss, or growl first).  Cocoa and coconuts.  Crabby crabs.   Crabby and crazy.   Kookoo-nuts.   Dinosaurs, modern reptiles, and space alien reptilians!  Robins hop because earthworms think it's the sound of raindrops, and come up not to get drowned (getting snatched by the keen-eared bird).   Warthogs and toads with warts, at war?  The FBI tells fibs about amphibians and fibulas and Fibonacci numbers.  Koalas look cuddly, but like to be left alone, and have sharp claws, powerful jaws, and strong teeth.   Ant glands are their way of dancing the can-can?  Bees have honey stomachs the size of a grain of rice, which can take as many as a 1000 trips to a flower to fill.   One thimble of honey takes a single bee 6 ten-hour days.  Most bees live 6 weeks.   Enjoy your honey.  They do dances to describe direction and distance, to nectar and pollen.   They deserve a NAP.    Keeping' it Real Honest and True.   Carl Icahn in the Yukon.  iMac on the tarmac.   Crusaders, a sadistic crew.  8 crusades over 200 years (failing to recapture the HL).   Hello, buffalo.  Buffa-hi!   Dad's dead and mommy's a mummy.  Grebes in Thebes.  Count Dooku near Khufu.  Pompeii and circumstance.  Virtuosos and cinder blocks.  Sea air and chairs.  Cobblestone in Cobb, Ca.  Scandinavia your groceries.  Viking longships and hobbit shortships.   The Black Death was not of Africans, or at night, or of evil, but was a plague that destroyed 1//4 of the population of Europe (and 1/3 of England), in 20 years, starting 1347.  Razed and raised.  Maritime merry-time.   Cotton candy.  Chaos and confusion.   c and c music factory.  Wood and thatch to brick and stone, after 4 days of fire, in 1666 (Great Fire of London).  An asp in Aspen.  I, sage during the ice age.   The Hundred Years War lasted longer.  France beat England.  Cruel and Lawless at CAL.   Wonders of the World, WOW.    Forced labor, prisoners of war, peasants, and criminals built the Great Wall.   1500 miles, 6 horses wide, to keep out the Mongolian hordes - can be seen from space.   Inter-regnal signals.  A seedy CD.  pins and pine needles.  cum piss need-le.  kaleidoscope and ka-truth-o-scope.   The number of frames per second of natural human vision is between 30 and 60.     Good old Bernoulli and his wings and frisbees.  I bought a bugle, frugally.   The sun sol-ution.  Enlightened suntanning.  Modern Ferris wheels hold 32 people, but the original, 250 feet high,  invented by GW Ferris in 1893, could carry more than 2000 people.   Mariners using marinade in Marin.  Chinook chins in China.   Walk the dog or does the dog walk you?  We control the weather or does the weather control us?  Leather weather.   Weather forecasting, 3-casting, 2-casting, lol.   Mon-sooner or later.   The strongest wind gust ever recorded was 231 mph.    Just like looking at the sun, if you look at the moon too long, or the glare on snow, you can go blind, too.  Use caution.   10 units of snow melts down into 1 unit of water.   Cloud Seeding and Christian Science and (bird) Calls/Songs and CS Lewis.   What are people that study meteors called (if not meteorologists?).   Vile Lynn fiddled with her fiddle.   Put that violent storm in prison!  Heil, hail, hale!  Heal, Hell!  Sedulous squid and slothful sloths.   Diligent gentleman and lazy ladies.   Mammals breathe air, and have hair, and bmw: backbones, milk, warm-blooded.   Milk, it does a mammal good.  Mammals have mammary memories!  Blessed with the best breasts!  Some bats see quite well, and for these, saying blind as a bat makes them batty!  Dolphins squeak, whistle, chirp, and click with a language of 2000 sounds they can make with their blowholes.   Camel humps are made of fat, not for storing water.   They store energy, and keep organs below cooler.  How many humps?  Bactrians have 2, Dromedaries 1.   B and D.  Get it?  Gordie Howe (hockey player) came on like a Herd Of Wild Elephants!  Northern newborns, and southern concerns, and western terns, and eastern Easter.  The fastest horse ran 43 mph, in 1945 (Big Racket).  Lemmings leap because of their length between litters (and plentiful food in Norway... no way! way!).  Letters and litters, and the latter isn't junk, trash, garbage, refuse, rubbish, or waste.  Are they staying white trash have litters of too many children?  The looter won the lottery, later.   Thomas Edison drove his teacher so crazy with all his questions, he only stayed for 3 months, (then was home-schooled and self-taught). Saratoga, ceremony, triceratops, Saracens, and seraphim - que sera sera.   George Crum invented potato chips, in 1853 (crummy!).  Maybe Jesus used skijacks.   Turtles are also candy and submarines.  Ballooning started out with hot air, but later included gases like hydrogen or helium, with sandbags (to drop, for higher elevation) and valves (to release the buoyant gas, to descend).   Mastic or Spruce or Sapodilla tree sap (for chewing gum).  Perfume comes from Latin per fumus ("through smoke").  Mr. Viktor and Mrs. Vanquished.  The whole band contracted AIDS (band-aids?).   Crackers and crack and firecrackers (don't eat them).  Learning braille at Yale.   Hieroglyphics, cuneiform, and Chinese characters (oh, those Chinese).   Mayan glyphs, logograms, and syllabograms.  Sony and knee-surgery.  Do you want your alarm clock to buzz, beep, play radio, play a specific song, or something else?  The first popsicle was an accident.    So was penicillin.   The snowmobile was invented because a guy named Bombardier couldn't get his son to a hospital in a snowstorm.   Jeans are named after Genoa, Italy.   Denim is named after Nimes, France.   Faggoty Dan plays with a Raggedy Ann?  Hetero Hetfield plays with his fun guns.  The queer nursed his near-beer to tears for fears.  Scared to care, and too kind to unwind.  Gentle dental and a kind mind.  Ruthlessly made toothless.   Compassionate?   Bashin' it.  A mean scene.   A teen 'zine about being green.  8700+ species of birds.  A perching perch?  TOE, theory of everything.   Ostriches have 2.  Running birds have 3.  Most have 4.  Perchers have 1 pointing backward.  Parrots, 2.   Dodos of Mauritius are dead, no more.  Arctic terns fly 3 marathons a day for 10 months, every year.  Orcs eat storks.   Cormorants are also called 'shags'.  A flying flock of flamingos, FFF, 666.   I drank pasteurized milk in the pasture.  Cocoa, cacao, coconuts, cuckoo, cocoons, and Kookoo-nuts.   A pelican's belly can.   Owls aren't so wise, really.   They just look like they're wearing glasses.  Insects, bugs, and spiders give me irritable bowel syndrome!  Spiders scorpions mites and ticks are Arachnids (8 legs, 2 body parts).  Is there a way to know if you have anaphylaxis without getting stung?  There's a 14-inch Australian moth.  Pablum and pabulum.  Spider webs are unique to each species, just like human fingerprints or zebra stripes are (for each individual).   Tarantulas, aside from a few species in S America, are no more dangerous than a bee (to humans), and are actually very timid.   G-D, great discovery, a ground-dwelling god, grave-diggers, going down, a great delicacy.   hordes of whores.  I want to see video of the bola spider catching its prey.  Nipples from Naples.   Onions from Mongolia (contain sulphur, which is what makes you cry).  Sulfur vs.  sulphur.  Termites taste like pineapple, and "baked bees are dry and flaky and taste like a nutty breakfast cereal."   Lou at a luau.  Maggots eat haggis.  ice cream parlour and soda fountains...icp and sf.. insance clown posse and san francisco.  Bananas, like stoplights, can be yellow, red, or green.  PP picked a peck of pickles.  Birds eat pectin?  A boy named Sue eats Sushi.  Curds and whey and Kurds and YHWH.  I'm not convinced I should go to the province, Vince.   A quarter-quart.   Glycerine in the vaseline.   Guten tag, Gutenberg!  Poet and playwright, pee and poo, and papal people.  A ballad about Baal.   Little Bighorn and Little Bigburger (well, which?).  Solomon's salamander.  Powerful POW's and influential flu epidemics.   It is noble to win the Nobel peace prize.  VV, vampire victims, with voices and visions.  Witchcraft, which witches need to use the water closet?  WC Fields uses w/c!   Popping into Mary Poppins?  Drink a Mickey's with MMouse?  Lawrence of Arabia in LA.  Captain Cook's goose got cooked (by Polynesian natives), but he discovered Hawaii, Christmas island, Tahiti, NZ, and Australia, first.   He was looking for Antarctica and The NW Passage (but found neither).  Mozart died in poverty at the age of 35.  His music was thought (at the time) to be too emotional and complex.  The Beatles had 20 number one records.   The legs and arms of Kneel Army-strong (Neil Armstrong).  Was Borglum a borg?  Is Mount Rushmore a place to listen to Rush and do drugs?  The Model T cost $290.   Henry Ford made his first car in 1896.   There's a parallel between being near or far-sighted (needing glasses to see far or near, respectively) and right brain or left brain (controllling the left or right sides, respectively)!  Entanglement over a delicious drink of Tang beverage.  Seize the day, seize the night, seize the season, seize the seasonings, the DAE and knight, and See's the candy, and See is the papal primate (grunt grunt).  Happy at Stern Grove and Oscar the Grouch watching Felicity.    Santa stalking Satan?   Wearing his soccer socks.  My sons like the Phoenix Suns.  Firefighters, french fries, and fruit flys.  Sing or swim.  Jonathan Franzen and Joe Frank.  Callous about my calluses.   Vermin, vampires, villains, and Voldemort.  Visibly vile and vicious.  Pain, pleasure, and peepee.   A detailed, precise, well-thought-out personal heaven.   Anatta and Identity Everyone (AIAIAWA).  Everyone and noone.  Surfing tiktok in a tuk tuk.  Kidnapping is taking a tyke (not a sleeping baby goat).   MRE mystery meat (meal ready to eat).  Vapid Vader, vicious visigoths, and virtuous vixen.   If I'm a POS, why don't you flush me?  CIA says they're officers, not agents or spies.  Standing in judgment of a holy God.  The "Gods" as the top 1% of the top 1%, pulling the strings.  Dissing dresses.  Suits that shoot.  A threat like Boba Fett.  Fascist fashion.  Clothes purchased before the store closes.   Chic Sheikh.  Beautifully dutiful.  Handsome Dan.  Attractively active.  Strong and long, with a song.  Good genes for jeans.  Bible origami: getting back seven-fold :-).  Dirty money, and clean clothes.  A dirty neck?  Cleanliness is next to Godliness.  Know? No.   Sold soul and Purchased by urchins? The ale is not for sale.  The liquor is ichor!  The wine with fine dining makes others whine about the signs of being like Ed Gein as well as nine lines that make people pine.  Kind on the Rhine, and cruel at the pool.  Wet yet?  I bet the jetset gets wet (with their pets).   A handsome ransom for a stolen colon.   Stolen base, on Nolan Ryan.  Gifts that lift.  Hell made well.  Heaven, given.  Porn title: Strong Wong with a Long Dong Boffs Buffy in her Juicy Ass.   The importance of thinking about thought.  Relocating and reallocating.  If you're happy and you know it, xyz!  Lucy and Jesse are juicy.  Racy JC fires up the AC for lacy Stacey.  Kelli and Mel, well, are smellier than hell!  (J/K).   "Witchcraft?", the bitch laughed.   "That's rich!  And daft!"  But I am itching to build a raft!   Doing shit that goes unrecognized?   Doing Unsung Dung!  Hilda the wildebeest.  Clarence has clearance.  Herding cats and flying pigs (cattle and pigeons).  It''s all about Viktor Bout.  Anne S. Thesia and Belle Icose.  Irenic Irene and a warlock rowing without oarlocks.  Keep bleeding keep keep bleeding / this girl is on fire (WTF?!???).  Isn't it ironic don't you think...  that's not thinking, that's being logical!  The ongoing thermonuclear explosion in the sky (plus electric lights, fire, candles.   Let There Be Light!).   Ceiling and sea ling (cod), tiles and thai isles, toothbrush and whale baleeen, Shel (Oil and Silverstein).   Unhand me, you brute!  (and Defeated).   Stump city.   Future past, like it's already happened (the present is just unfolding, like decompressing a file?).  Jolly rogers and Sirius radio.   Mary at Stern Grove.  In the "prison of your own mind" can actually be spacious, comfortable, fun, and AI - Always Interesting.     The Good The Beatiful and The True.   Taking time and killing time (life is theft and murder?!?).    Candles, incense, flowers, chocolate, wine, and music :-).    Proctrastinate and Postpone (pp).  BUILD-  burn up in the line of duty.   London-  Elle undone.  Spirit as spearing it, penetrating, seeing deeply.   Clear insight into a confusing, fuzzy, muddy world.   The murk and the mire.    Last dance with Mary Jane -Tom Petty, Lucy in the sky with diamonds -Beatles, Mellow yellow -Donovan (it's a soda, not a drug, though, i think), Clapton's Cocaine, and Velvet Underground's Heroin.  

Stalked and harassed in spirit.   Hardcore military mind control.   Trying to change folks.  You can go with the flow, or fight the system.  You can live in a movie like The Matrix or you can pursue Nirvana, or you can just do you, whatever that is, amen.   You can change yourself, change the world, change both.   Then again, there is nothing new under the sun.   Same as it ever was. 

Revisiting the God Concept

 God is a word.  God is a concept, or concepts.  It means everything, nothing, several somethings, and could mean ANYthing.   For example.  God is Reality.  God is love.  God is One.  God is good.  God is a man of war.  God is Allah or Buddha or Christ or Devil or Ecstasy or Fury or…. 

God is Brahma, Siva, Vishnu, Shangdi, Ahura Mazda, Ra, Quetzalcoatl, The Flying Spaghetti Monster, Zeus, Thor, Yahweh, and, of course, Me.    You?

Some Thoughts on God:

God is Omni.   Omnipotent, Omnipresent, Omniscient, Omnibenevolent….  Human, Superhuman, Subhuman, Always and Everywhere, Everyone and Everything….   Beneficent, Merciful, Kind, Loving, Good, Compassionate, Forgiving, Understanding….. True, Honest, Sincere, Curious, Engaged, Researching, Writing, Teaching, Learning, Scientist….   Wise, Experienced, Knowledgeable, Smart, Intelligent, Brilliant, Genius, Enlightened, Engaged….  All-knowing, Perfect, Flawless, has made all mistakes, has traveled up all learning curves..   All-powerful, can do anything, can send to Hell, can make any dream real, can answer prayers, can hear your thoughts, can read the entire library, can create dreams.

Virtuous and Good and Righteous and Fights Evil and Creates Happiness and removes Suffering, Pain, Depression, Misery, Discontent, and Injustice.    God is the source.   The source of Joy, Bliss, Contentment, Fun, Laughter, Wealth, Health, Friendship, Love...  all things good.  Things like Safety, Rescue, Pleasure, Understanding, Leisure, Nature, Music, Libraries, Restaurants, Parks, Gyms, vacations, amusement parks.   Basic needs and safety nets and things like food, shelter, clothing.   Thanks, God.

Nobody, not even the most jacked into supercomputers and justice networks and whatnot, fits the bill of THIS God.   It's a concept, not a reality.   Like a Unicorn.

We are all the Gods of our own skull-sized kingdoms, the primary architects of our own happiness, and the masters of our destiny and character, be it vicious or virtuous.  And we all get by with a little help from our friends.   God is plural.  God is we.  God is collective.  You could even say God is corporate.  

God is whatever is in your heart.  God is a Father figure.  God is a Mother-Goddess.   God is a role.   Whoever is “playing God.”    God is a identity.    Maybe God is a status, like in a video game.   The best at anything.  Or an idol, whoever is worshipped, for whatever reason.    It’s subjective.   You’re worshipped by your dog!   Other Gods:   A rock god.   Or a basketball god.  Or an attractive model.   Or someone with power, like the surgeon who has control over your future health.  

God is the Trinity-   the father, son, holy spirit.   Those 3 guys.    Or the Trimurti- the creator, preserver, destroyer.   OR me, myself, and I.    You know, I and I.    Me and my better half, :-)

Why not 4 or 5?  

A kind of God matrix/network

Me and Love and the Universe and The Internet and The Catholic Church and The Pentagon and Kelli and Buddhism and My Blog… 

God is angry.  mad.   insane.   crazy smart.  just plain crazy.   a role, an identity.   a delusion.   a delusion of grandeur.    God is a virtual reality, imaginary.  God is pie-in-the-sky.   God is a thing hoped-for and unseen.  God is a dog.  Just like Satan is santa.  Or Jesse is Sees J.    

What do I see?  J is the tenth letter.  J looks like a cane, an umbrella handle.  WWJD with that information?  Jay was my uncle.   Blue Jays are fun - I like their screechy sound.  Other names beginning with J are:  Jerry, Jack, John, Jim (James), Janice, Jeb, Jed, Jeff(rey), Jill, Jeremiah, Jen(nifer), Jacqueline, Jessica, Jetthro, Jezebel, Jafar, Jaime, Josh(ua), and Jah.  I spy, with my little eye... my room, my things, my surroundings, my peeps, the man in the mirror, things on screens, and things in my imagination, when I dream, when I read, when I talk or listen.   I see pictures, video, life, colors, darkness at night, behind closed lids, and I see surfaces, maybe I see deeply.   I see the past, the present, the future.   I see my to do list for tomorrow.  I am a seer.  JC,  J Sees.   I see the Holy See.   I see See's candy.  I see the sea.   I have vision.  I have A vision.  Like Martin, I have a dream.  Dreams are hard to remember.  I have eyes.  I and I has eyes.  I have a one-eyed trouser snake.   I have a mind's eye.   I have 4 eyes (I wear glasses).  I see patterns and relationships and wordplay and rhymes and conceptual groupings.  I do not see everything.  I see what I perceive.  I see where my attention is.  I see icy, and I feel warm.  I see, said the blind man.  You feel me?   

If you are the only thing that is real to you, then God is only real if you become Him.   That is why God is I AM.   God is whatever you say He is.   It's hypnosis.    God DOES answer prayers.   If whatever answers your prayers is defined as God :-).     Maybe a community of people with good will.   MY God is a telepath and Morpheus-like eidetic dreamer who sends and receives words, concepts, images, people, things, money, and love.  AND grief.  That's life, and life is what I pray for.   Amen.

Different Religions

Riffing on

Adidam-   Adi bestows a limitless blessing:  Reality is all the God there ever is.   God is good.   Reality is good.    Some of reality is bad, sometimes.   This reality is good.   It's all good.   

Buddhism- Life is suffering.   Nirvana is bliss.  Discontent can be overcome, through philosophy, reflection, meditation, and practice.   Suffering is caused by attachment, ignorance.    Aversion is (negative) attachment.   Buddha is not (necessarily) a God.  Buddhism is philosophy.  Kindness is my religion.  

Christianity-  Jesus Christ (Yeshua Meshiach) survived death, and thereby lets us do so, too - to enter Heaven, for eternal life.   He died on a cross to forgive sins.   He healed lepers and the blind, performed miracles like walking on water or making water wine, and preached turning the other cheek.   If your eye causes you to sin, it is better to pluck it out than suffer for all eternity in eternal hellfire.  Plus something about right and left hands not knowing what the other is doing.   Amen.  (Men, eh?)

Hinduism- A god for creation, a god for destruction, and a god for preservation.   Plus a bunch more.   Like the monkey god Hanuman and the elephant god Ganesha.  Kama sutra for good sex, and Yoga for your body, and a ton of gurus and philosophies.   You already have all divine qualities.  You are already good, you just need to de-husk.  

Islam- Allah is God, The beneficent, the merciful.   Mohammed is his prophet.  The koran is the supreme work of Arabic.  It  means 'recitation'.   It is meant to be read aloud.   Muslims compete to both memorize the koran, and read or chant (not sing) it well.   With the Hadith, it is a law book of sorts, prescribing and proscribing how to live (well).  Muslims should visit Mecca (at least) once during their lifetimes, and pray facing Mecca repeatedly, daily, and give to the poor,  among many other things, like not lend with interest, or women not wearing inflammatory dress, or fighting for Allah and against wickedness, and ablutions for cleanliness.   Sufis like to spin around, in ecstatic union :-)

Judaism- The jews are God's chosen people, and Israel is a holy nation of God.  Ten Commandments, with injunctions like thou shalt not kill, or steal..   The Old Testament, with belief in a messiah (not Jesus) who will restore the temple, yada yada.  Lots of Hebrew, and history.   A persecution complex, having survived the Shoah, wars in the Middle East, slavery in Egypt, and antisemitism around the world.  An us/them mentality, and maybe a bit of pride and superiority at their self-perceived special status.  

Scientology-  Ology (the study of), and Scient (knowledge, like in science or scientists), the word seems to be a linguistic reference to Epistemology (the branch of philosophy that treats of the nature, origin, and limits of Knowledge, in theory and practice).    It's actually the religion created by L Ron Hubbard, founded on his book Dianetics, which he called the science of mind, I think.  I like the e-meter thing.   The church is known for being litigious, and many think it's sketchy.  I also like their principle, don't go past a word you don't understand (look it up), or everything following will become fuzzy.  

Satanism - Do what thou wilt

Wiccan Paganism- The Earth is Your Mother, Love Your Mother.   Go hug a tree.  Go climb a rock.  Go fly a kite.  Have fun with spells.   Do something witchy.  

Pastafarianism-  The Flying Spaghetti Monster is God.   Bow down before his noodly appendage.  Pirates are cool.   Lighten up, and don't be so Goddamn Serious.   Wear a freakin' colander on your head.   Religion should be fun.  R'amen.

Church of Whatever-   Everybody is everyone, everything.   Enjoy life.   Be possessed.   Be stepped into.  Be yourself.  Play roles.   Go with the flow.  Accept yourself, whoever you are.   It's all good.   Even if it's all bad.  Stay shitty.  Life is hell.   Life is beautiful.  Life is absurd.  Life is a joke.  See's the DE.  Don't worry, be happy.  Be afraid, be very afraid.  We're all going to hell.   Be of good cheer and God bless.  A whole lotta noise.  A whole lotta love.  Ah men.   

a little wordplay: Mindy's mind, plans for the plains, ski under skies, groove in a grove, smiles for Kyle, laughter after, jokes for blokes, ten men for Jen, pearls for girls, enjoy the boys, women of Yemen eat ramen, love the dove above, and bird is the word.   Life's a long song!

I am from the planet Zorgon.    We Zorgonians love everyone, from the peaceful Kindiferans to the terrible Terrans to the cruel Reptilians.   We wish to spread our philosophy of Peace, Joy, and Harmony to the Universe.   Zorg!

Pit of Heaven Entities

 Demons and Angels are the Same People

One person can be Both.   Good and bad is a matter of perspective, and role-playing.  One person's saint is another's sinner.   A charitable donor, for example.   At different times, to different people, and even at the same time - if you have different definitions of good and bad, virtue and evil, holy or wicked, sacred or depraved, honorable or deplorable.   Just as every cop is a criminal, and all the sinners saints...  Or, The Addam's Family.   Or Vampire Jesus.   Or a gay party in Hell.   Or loving a movie like Kill Bill.  Or cute cuddly demons and that (Buffy) vampire Angel.   Etc etc.   (The thing about money is different folks have different priorities, and the same dollar can buy lots of different things, so there are opportunity costs.  Best bang for the buck for bliss? gold for gladness, dollars for delight?) 

It's not black and white, for me, everybody is everything, and has the potential to be anything.  It's grey.

In fact, anything that is not criminal is probably good.   When they say, it's all good, there's truth to it.  The holocaust?   Well, hopefully we learned about human nature, and nothing like it will ever happen again.   Just as there are silver linings to the darkest of clouds, there is in fact some darkness in the purest of light.    People glowing, in love, sometimes elicit savage reactions, for example.   I dunno.  I'm just trying to make a point.  

The light metaphor is a case in point.    Light at the end of the tunnel?  Sometimes, what we want is a quiet, dark, blissful slumber at the end of a very bright, sunny day.   Well anyway.  

Also, the symbolic is qualitatively different from the Real.   Dark thoughts and movies and dreams and words and horror literature and the like can all be therapeutic.    Even extremes of people going to psych wards in fear of Hell and eternal torment can be good, healthy, beneficial, in the longer run.   You just don't want to send people down a dark road of the (real) hells of Depression and Crime.  Malice might be okay.   There's a lot to be mad at.   But hopefully, people can overcome that, too.  

Praying to "Holy Father God"?  God is a Father-figure because sometimes real fathers aren't what they should be and what we need.   Creators, yes, but we need Protectors and Providers and Comfort and Love and Strength and Security and Help, etc.   But basically, if you talk to HFG, then who are you talking to?   It's a concept, not a reality.   Like talking to a Unicorn, or talking to Teleportation, or talking to the concept of Socialism...   Maybe someone replies, but that doesn't mean anything.   Anybody can play any role.  Voice(s) in your head are like a phone call (group call?).   Dreams are just visual transmissions, but basically the same as a voice.  You should be able to hang up.   Prayer and God are just the universal way of dealing with your head as a freaking radio (sender/receiver).   We are ALL schizophrenic.   Telepaths have fun toying with everyone.   Telepathy, thought-broadcasting, voice, prayer, same difference.  You can call it "spiritually open" instead.   The way your mind works naturally does not need to be pathologized, probably.  The world is crazy, and everybody is crazy, and it's sane to be crazy.  Personally, I think computers have us all mapped out six ways to Sunday already, and the future is known God-only-knows how deeply ahead (say, 20 years?).   Some of us are more spiritually open than others, and natural-born shamans and gurus don't all need to be medicated.   I mean, if you ask me.   I like my meds (no, not self-medicated).  Insanity is when your hallucinations and delusions make it so you can't function, or people feel threatened by you, or it has the consequence of making life harder than it needs to be.   Pretty much the whole world is deluded, if you ask me.   And the pharmaceutical industry probably doesn't care too much if you're a "good" psychotic (CR psychotic*) or "bad" psychotic.    They just want you on their meds so they can get paid.

*Consensus-Reality Psychotic (like, say, delusions about sin or afterlives or happiness or mind)

Wordplay:  Teleported telepaths, and decent demulcents, and pain pleasure and peepee, a feminine famine, musically masculine, the rapture of rapid capture, cannible gladiator...  Taipei personality :-).    Doobie brothers.   Icy you.  My birthday is 9/3.   I is the 9th letter, C the third.   I see, said the blind man.  Witchcraft.   Witch (9) Craft (3).  RU?   I AM.   (J'suis Jesse) (Is God all things to all people?)

My voice just said, It is absolutely sacred and holy to do absolutely anything you freaking want on this god-forsaken planet.   I disagree, but it's interesting having a devil's advocate speak in my mind.  It's a concept worth discussing, thinking about, debating, or including in my blog.  

From one perspective, you only live once, and you should do what makes you happy, the law be damned if you don't respect it, and want or need to do something criminal.  But on the other, we are all equals, and MUST respect each other, recognizing ourselves in others, with compassion, and Kindness.  Otherwise, there is suffering, and can be cycles of recrimination and ongoing misery, that totally obviates any brief joy we may obtain from an act of malice.  If you do one small act of cruelty, you may do many more, and self-identify as a demon.   I kill flies, eat meat, feel disgust toward many homeless, etc.  But my values inform my behavior and identity, and I like to keep the dark and light sides in balance, with compassion for all, but with a self-image as personally good, kind, helpful, friendly, fun.    

Even as heinous criminals need to be punished and dealt with, taught a lesson, and further crime pre-empted, everyone involved should grok and understand, with sympathy, empathy, and compassion, where the criminal was coming from, how we all feel the same impulse, and why he or she did the act.   Love is the fulfillment of the Law.   Hate the sin, love the sinner.   (-Google tells me this is not in the Bible, but is from Gandhi and St. Augustine).

You CAN hate sinners, of course.   Presumably, if you do, you don't think hate is a sin, itself.   Admonish and Rebuke ... with an AR-15?   That's a fantasy.    But God is good, and we all know about Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God.  God delegates his malice toward evil to the Devil, to do his dirty work.   God is strictly love, but... he loves the devil, too (in addition to all sinners, of course), who burns and tortures and punishes and torments the wicked for All Eternity, hahahahahah.    Well, anyway.   You get the idea.  Victims and their families need this sort of thing, sometimes.    And maybe criminals need the Fear Of God put into them, to set them right, to set them straight, (and to set them...free?).  Nothing is forever, of course, but some things can last a lifetime.   Like spite and the need for revenge.   Justice, with prejudice, can be demanded practically in perpetuity ("for good").  The wrath of the wronged can be mollified by a sentence, but God's grace and mercy can make life tolerable, if not in fact Really Good, even for the hellions in prison.    (What is 'serpent'?  something to do with slurping the penis of a pent-up predatory reptilian?  Or the website Pinterest and the movie Serpico?).  So you can hate the sinners.   It's a case of loving by hating.   You can even love the sin.   Extrajudicial punishment may sometimes be merited, for example.  It's a case of virtue by sinning.    Can you love the sin and hate the sinner??  Maybe they did a virtuous sin for the wrong reasons...   Whatever, right?  Maybe we're all agents of Other, and vessel bodies, and barely in control, and possessed, and part of something bigger than ourselves, and not our own (slaves?).  We're all just blips.  An enlightened perspective can be pretty dark.   I still cultivate an attitude of gratitude.

LIFE IS:  Good, great, terrific, wonderful, amazing, fantastic, incredible, superb, outstanding, beautiful, miraculous, marvelous, excellent, spanking, gnarly, splendid, stupendous, boss, praiseworthy, respectable, right, solid, a godsend, blessing, boon, benediction.     Don't worry, be happy.   As for a Thousand Points of Light, that's not really in balance with an Infinity of Darkness, but you get the idea.   

Should we hate crime and sin categorically?   Or contextually?   I don't know that it's necessarily unfair that 2 criminals receive different sentences for the same crime.   I like situational ethics, myself.   Maybe everything has it's two sides, it's pros and cons, and acceptability/understandability.   But besides putting yourself in the place of the perp, most of us imagine ourselves in the place of the victim, which is what we want the criminals to contemplate, behind bars.  Consensus Morality demands kindness, love, compassion, respect, peace, and tolerance.   More advanced morality inculcates equanimity, generosity, empathy, appreciating vicarious experience,  and even negating the self, with reflection and meditation on the concept of "I am in here, and you are out there" as a delusion.    I am out there, lol.  All in all is all we are.   Or maybe, I am legion.  Or maybe, Now Everybody's Me - Dead Milkmen (who also said, nobody is really themselves, anymore).  Party on, Wayne!   There's a party in my mind  (-'Memories can't wait', Talking Heads).

weird freaking code

for something 

Hot

That’s hot! -Paris Hilton.  Hot sex and hot bodies and hot (stolen) merchandise.

Red Hot Chili Peppers and Red Hot Skillet Lickers and Hot Rocks and Hotel California…

Cool

A temperature, and the status of not being a dork

Also, ‘loco’ re-arranged.   Hell is hot, they say, by reputation, so if you’re cool, you’re in (a form of) Heaven.   Cool?   (You’re all good!  Okay!  Alright!)  

On

Jesus.   On and on.   

Off.

666.   Beastly.  Xxx.  Porn.   Fox.  Mis and Dis information.   Or something.   I don’t watch it.

On and off.   Light switch.

Okay

All right

Ok is just okay.   Alright is maybe not quite perfect.  

Otherwise, I’ve never quite understood the difference.   It’s weird.

Orl korrect.   Old kinderhook.   All rite, write, right.

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my life, lately

Bought an afghan burrito.  Did some origami.  I found a cool touch-lamp that changes illumination settings by just touching it.   I bought an armoire from Ikea which I built successfully and with minimal stress, I'm proud of.   I had lunch with my mom with my fiancé.  I've been walking dogs for friends.   I fixed my bike (new chain).   I bought 2 kettlebells (15 and 50 lbs).   Started using them.   Pumped to get in great shape.   I got birdseed for the feeder in the back, which is getting eaten.   I started Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, by Pirsig.    Read a little Anais Nin, too.  I found a book about Washington politics, by Carlos Lozada, I plan to give my brother, I perused a little.   And I checked out 3 movies from the library.   life is interesting, and I have a new bed frame from Ikea to build now, too.  Life is good.  I have no money and Kelli is sick.   Otherwise, pretty freaking decent.   

words are weird

you don't have to identify by your given name.  You can call yourself anything.  Or even nothing.   You can be like an animal, without words, without a name (without spells?).  You can call anything anything.   You can make up words for anything, or things without names.   You can speak 20 languages at once.   Or just be quiet.   You can lie, make stuff up, about anyone or anything or even yourself, and take nothing seriously, not even yourself.   You don't have to believe what you think.   Life is absurd, mad, goofy, funny, weird, and should be fun.  Do what you gotta do.  We're all in the same boat, so respect.

a dark train of thought-

heinous, brutal, savage, ruthless, violent, abusive, sadistic, pedophiliac, rapist, demonic, demon-possessed, connected to serpent, evil, wicked, dangerous, crazy, rotten, sick, depraved, sinners and demons and criminals and monsters, who cruelly torture...  in the pit of hell.    "Only Holy Gods have the right to place spiritual judgment.    Spiritually dead things have no (legal spiritual) right to pass judgment."  Kill or set fire to or behead or assassinate.   Judge not less ye be judged.   Who do you think you are?  (We are all beyond each other's comprehension).  (we're even somewhat beyond our own comprehension).   

"Goddamn pieces of shit" are actually holy..   If we didn't shit, we wouldn't be eating, and life would be rotten without delicious food, if you ask me.   So shit is a blessing.   Plus shit fertilizes.  Living things are still things.   And things are dead.   Humans are objects like rocks, in a way.   Rocks that hurt.  Be kind to your fellow rocks.  

A note to all GodPersonThings-

Guardians of the Galaxy, and Galaxy Quest, and Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, and GalaxyLords, and Battlestar Galactica, and Star Wars, and Galactic warriors, and War Angels, and Reptilians and Serpent:  Fight the power, the presences that threaten life on earth, and Save The World, be a Rescuer, Defeat the devil, save from turpitude and temptation.   My voice says, you could say the mentally ill are crazy about the movie, "The Serpent and the Rainbow."

The sapient rhino?

True Holy God and False Pagan God, same difference, if you're Good, Do Good, Make the World a Better Place:  Reduce Suffering, Increase Joy!  (in my book).    Fathers are not necessarily automatically good, though.   There are good fathers and bad fathers, Creators or Otherwise.    Just like there are bad priests and good ones.   Gods should spread Joy, Love, and Truth.   Judgment is secondary, if at all, if you ask me.

Spiritually dead?   Well, love is alive, and spirit evokes spearing it...   But dead is dead, and I don't really understand anything else.   Zombies?  Fiction.    The living dead...well, sometimes we all feel like it, I guess.  I think walking on the side of a freeway, or trudging next to a soulless strip of cement, is a kind of lifeless torment.   Living in a town (like Davis?) where everyone is trying to be politically correct and smiley is a bit soul-killing, too, imo.  Finally, people lose their integrity and their values and their childhood wonder and their true selves - and become something else, dead to themselves, as it were.   People need other people to be alive.   Solitude is living, but not alive.  At least there is madness to keep the solitary company.

An abstruse spell:  HFG as Holy Father God, but also as: enthalpy of vaporization (!)