I see a birthday coming up

9/3

Another trip round the sun

Long strange trip it’s been

Trip-indicular, trippy, triptastic

Sun go down, sun come up again

Tomorrow is another day

Day by day, time goes, on and on

Light and dark, dark and light

Same ol’ same ol’

The future is the past

Holy frijoles, batman

The child is the father of the man

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Difference between sacred, holy, divine God/deity, and merely just human

Whatever you want it to be

You get to decide, yourself

I say they’re equal

Humans could even be ranked below some other animals, actually

But I like who I am, so -  equity

From tiny bugs to biggest whale, we’re all just animals

Variations on the form of a tube

From mouth to anus

We eat, drink, piss, shit, think, talk, move around

e.g. Bees do logistics, and elephants talk

Humans are fancy apes

Holy cow, batman!

same category

angels and unicorns and santa claus and tooth fairy and GOD

deities and dark lords and vampires and heavenly host and hellions

Imaginary, but carrying water, holding truth

ooh, Heaven is a place called Earth

  (war is hell)

"be humble, be human, be authentically yourself" -kzsu deejay

Now the Easter Bunny.... That's real! lol

Good Or Disobedient?

both, neither

spacetime, energy/matter (2 things, not 4)

space has length, width, height

time has past, present, future

matter is solid, liquid, gas (and don't forget plasma!)

not quite the neat trinity of trinities I heard invoked

but anyway

is it not always now? so to speak

and what am I to make of "virtual particles" that pop into and out of "existence"?

Is Heaven like a Playboy Mansion?   filled with bunnies and pets.

Or maybe a ride on a Space Station in zero gravity.

Or a hike in the woods, a trail ride, lounging in the sun by a pool, etc.

(Virgo?) birthdays in Sept of people I know: 9/1, 9/3, 9/8, 9/10 (2), 9/11, 9/15

I turn 55 yy

today

 Feels more like Summer, today.    I sat out in the sun a couple days ago, got a little red.  Tired, from doing pushups and jumprope, 2 days ago.   Stretched a bit, too.  I really need to keep doing that, keep it up.  I walked dogs without music, today.   It can be agonizingly slow.  I need to remember to recharge my Jesson radio, and/or my Sihuadon radio.   I'm one of the last people that listens to radio, over the air.  KALX and WHRB, WPRB, KZSU, KCPR...  Also, I tried Karen's water from Iceland, and one of her Loacker chocolate (tortina) cookies.  Someone had elk treats, that I let them give Snoopy and Shelby.  It's a dog eat elk world.  I'm still working on (slowly) my World Book '24 A volume.  I'm up to AIR FORCE.  Took a nap today.   Had onion/rice and corn on the cob, for dinner.   Free food.   There IS such a thing as a free lunch.  I bought some baklava and McDonald's.   I don't know how to clear the intake of my Dyson fan.   I don't want to poke every tiny hole of the intake with a paper clip!  I checked out In Pursuit of Happyness (movie). Haven't seen it.  K and I are working on Sophie's World, too (reading aloud).  I've read most of The Economist (magazine).  The blow dryer has been going nonstop for daze.   The sardines, without oil or sauce, are still okay, in my book - although Mike said they were disgusting.  Me and the library could keep me busy for the rest of my life, just as it could for the entire lives of everyone, really.   Right?  Read thousands of trivia cards, with Wikipedia at the ready, for depth!  Google question quests, to follow your bliss, go where curiosity leads, and short stories to intersperse "experience" with data.  Amen.

U8B4U1A?

"I''ve spirit fogged/ raptured people all the way to heaven".  hm.    (gr.    I'll kill you to hell!)

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corn on the cob, porn on the job, and born into the mob.   legal eagles and regal beagles and Sméagol's pet seagull.  dour flower power hour.  devour a sour Matt Lauer.    cower before the tower.  incense, peppermints, and sensing scents, sensei.   AI angry and incensed.   The deadhead with bed-head said she took the red med to counteract her dread of Zed.  Hello, yellow mellow jello!   Good bye (you could die!).  I dig cigs.   Ciga-wretch.   Suicidal do S.I.  To red and blue we'll all be true.  Who did you woo? Sue?  Jew zoos and boo hoo hoo.   Tall Paul plays ball agains the wall against Saul to win it all (a doll, lol).   Mime time and rhyme crime, for a dime.   Lemon-lime flavored slime.  The bored lord roared toward the ward, and gored the horde with his sword.  The soldier felt doom and gloom, after zooming in on the room that had become a boom-tomb (for whom?  Bloom and Newman!).   Spare the air in Zaire, over there.  A pair of rare hares just stood and stared.    Pass the thyme.  In Jess T?  Ingest, in jest.   I sense the presence of presents!  Kent lent some fentanyl to that Quentin gent, who, instead of a penthouse, told him to get bent and rent a tent.   I say No More! to the gore and wars of yore - just a bored corps of people in stores, opening doors to floors.   A grotesque arabesque around my desk.   A need to read, and do deeds, like plant weed seeds.  The bright white kite took flight to a great height, out of sight, on this night of nights (knot a tangled triangle?  Quite right!).   I spy a spunky funky hunky monkey junkie.   Stop pots tops post spot opts (6).   -Arahset Ecnerwal Essej.   Essej's message and Avalokitesvara.   Eva, Loki, tesseract.   steep stone steps, through the mist of the mystic abyss.   Sound can be found around the mound, surrounding the town.  Please be polite to powerful people, like, say, the Pope, your pop, or your pimp.  Smellin' Ellen, Messy Jessy, ooey-gooey Chuy, smelly Kelly, poopy Snoopy, shaggy Shelby, and Urkel from Berkeley.   What warrants this torrent of ignorance?

How many people think they are God?

Catholic priests (all 407,421 of them) call themselves Fathers (and believe in God the Father).  That's kind of a God complex, no?  About 50% of schizophrenics have grandiose delusions. (About 1 in 300 people, worldwide, are schizophrenic (have schizophrenia).  Many regular people have Highly Inflated egos.  Some of us are always right, lol.  Everyone is a "higher power" than someone else, at something.   There is always a bigger fish.   God is love and his name is I AM*.   Many people have philosophies that are closely aligned with pantheism and panentheism.  (Pantheism is a)identifies God with the Universe (and vice versa, the universe is a manifestation of God), b)worship that admits or tolerates all other Gods), (Panentheism is God is greater than the Universe, and includes it, as well as interpenetrates it).   Allah can be deconstructed into ALL ah.  Adi Da said Reality is all the God there ever is.   And you are of course your own reality, mostly.   Lord of your own skull-sized kingdom.  God of your own You-niverse.  New age, Hindu, and Spinozism reflect the belief that you and all living beings are an extension of a singular divine consciousness, perceiving itself subjectively.    There is a difference between spiritual beliefs and psychiatric delusions.   I mean, I do not claim to be superior, infallible, or omnipotent.   In fact, I may have less power than the average Joe, due to being labelled schizo.  I like the idea of being good (and the good book says only God is good).   I also like the (Monster) Raving Loony party in the UK, and don't mind being associated with the likes of Emperor Norton.  It's fun.    

Pastafarianism, Monster Raving Loonies, SubGenius, with a splash of Wiccanism and eclectic acceptance of almost everything (omnist syncretism).   God can be like a programmer, and construct (virtual/real) Realit(ies), maybe.   I want to say It's All Good.   I was raised Catholic.  My voice says I'm Allah.  I consider myself Buddhist, mainly.  I like the Scientology e-meter thing process.  Depravity, crime, evil, wickedness, turpitude, immorality, and sin exist (depending on your perspective).   Don't worry, be happy.  Whatever floats your boat.   Religion should be fun and happy, and true.

*(J esse!  J is 10 is 1 is I, and -esse is root of essence or being, in latin).   I am, in French, is 'Je suis.'    Vanity of vanities, All-ah is vanity.

RIP, rest in pieces, Anthony Stewart Head.    Tommy LaSorda, you've got lasagna Anya!  Laugh (LA ugh)

Time Machine:  Napoleon Dynamite, The Pursuit of Happyness, Back to the Future, Terminator, Dr. Who, etc.

A.M. of 6/10/26, up from one of the best dreams of my life.   Personal.   Eidetic.   Beautiful.  Meaningful.  Wow.  I suppose it comes from compute.   Compute= machine + genius brain?   Mecha?  Or was it all orga?  One with the machine, or something

Avant gardener (why didn’t I think of that!)

Guten tag, In a gluten fog

Fuqqkyu pos sob ah d

Ecstasy and ex-Stacy

Descartes and night court

Sara, Farrah, and Kara Teshara eat marinara at Harrah's

nihilist- someone who believes nothing means anything and everything is permissible

   like a nitwit hit list

   ø=x (x='anything') n.e. x

read your books before the bookworms do!

engage!  survey, question, read/research, recite, review, teach, solicit questions, interact not just lecture, breadth and depth, throw out links to everything else, all subjects are therefore infinite!  Learning is fun, specialize, go down rabbit holes, write, think, ponder, meditate, process, discover, inspire, let there be light! (and levity)

I am what I eat.   I'm bananas!  I'm nuts!   I'm kooka-loca (coca-cola)

I'm a muenster.   I'm gouda.  I'm a vegetable.  I'm Chuy.   I'm juicy Jesse.  Okay, honey?

My Life, of late

 getting an Economist subscription, reading A volume (#1) of World Book (from library), walking dogs, blogging, oversleeping, taking my meds, trying to fix my tv, Hearts of Space, being a listener.   Today I bought a chile relleno burrito, with a can of cherry Coke.  I think I'm going to see Hoppers, this Thursday.  I'm hoping and praying my roommate doesn't get evicted.   A local store (Popeye's market) took my phone number; he said he would call me when the cheap cigarettes ($7.50/pack) are in, for her.  

carrots and sticks, or carats and Styx?

window pane, cruller, jalapeño, propane, herz, couch, (words will never hurt me)

Rocky, can you do me a solid?  Why should boulders be bolder?  are Oliver Stone and The Rock petrified (scared) of getting stoned? a blockhead with a heart of stone.  Is it hard to get hard?  The trouble with roubles is the rubble.   Mm, rocky road ice cream at the Pebble Beach Hard Rock Cafe.  Rock on!

I looked for a YouTube video of the Japanese prime minister playing drums in her old college metal group, :-)

the Philly minion eats filet mignon

the mime puts on a bib;  mm, prime rib

Mecca, Mexico, mechanization, and formica;  Mike and Mack, in the muck, making a mockery of the meek.   Drink a Mickey's and eat a beet, swallow tallow and digest a bird's nest.

pause the grind, grin, and drink a "grenade" in Granada with grenadine

there is a God named Hapy.   Be happy, Hapy!   Just say No to being negative :-)

President Jesse:  no borders, free healthcare, clean water for everyone, libraries with everything, UBI, no nukes, no militaries, guns everywhere, and legal drugs, under supervision.  Delicious food availability, of course.  Tool libraries, too.  Hot weather cooling centers.  Access to omniscience, meeting the vast need of endless curiosity.  Universal enlightenment.

fun day

Just the right amount of rest;  awakened to music or a touch;  brush teeth and ingest your vitamins; make the bed;  breakfast (say, bacon and eggs with oj, for 2);  read e-m and wb and a ss (email, worldbook, short story);  walk dogs; p-u and jr (pushups and jumprope);  nap, meditate, write; book/ day.  See a movie, surf the internet, talk on the phone.  Sushi or thai.  Happy Halloween, Heloise.   sex, heroin, a horseback ride, a movie, a nap, a good read, a massage , delicious food, swim - you know, fun.  then again, maybe not the H.  Like win the lottery or something.  

The point of everything.   Does it have to make sense? Or make scents?  Or make cents?  You can do whatever you want with the one life you’ve got.   Have fun.   Don’t needlessly suffer.  Don’t worry, be happy.  No regrets.  Be who you want to be.  Play.  Imagine and read and live in many different worlds.  Eat well.  Seize the day.  Be an example of the world you want.   Be healthy, wealthy, wise, and alive!  Be good?   Be great, be perfect!  Just be.   Be strong, fit, well, sane.  Get a little crazy.  Or be insanely sane.  Right?

that's where my philosophy intersects with everyone else's.    Madness reveals truth, in the filter of scientific daily life.   Fiction and fantasy and lies make life interesting, and when the fake seems really real, interesting things happen.

Bixby (Joncarlo Ruggieri and Caleb Ward and Mark Thiess), and Andy Mak (of Mike, Andy, and Doug), and Erik Beever and Bill, Adam, Rez, and Stu were my college roommates.  College was fun.

puns:  Lavese los monos (wash your monkeys);   Shale university (Yale rocks!)...Sheol rock.

reverent is relevant,  but elephant ears are ear-elephant!

stoop to the stupid, you intelligent intelligentsia

rise to the skies, sink into drink, do whatever floats your boat

Merle drinks merlot with merlin

Marlboros with Marlen

making millions with minions

onions, Funyuns, Paul Bunyan, and Steve Bannon 

glued to the gloom

happiness is a warm gun, blast bliss

god bless this blunderbuss

the best or bust

gay Sergei (Rachmaninoff), 

hetero (James) Hetfield & George Strait

putting the ass in classical

erotic hetero, bi Billy eyelash, queer Weird Al and Billy Strange

it's a miracle you're here at all!

Tuvan throat singers in Teva's, on tv

gb/wh/bt/ch/wf!  go to the bathroom, wash hands, brush teeth, comb hair, wash face!

   (not Great Britain, White House, bind torture, Capitol Hill, Wells Fargo)

car shows:  miami vice, magnum p.i., hardcastle and mccormick, knight rider, dukes of hazard, and CHIPS of course (for crash and pileup madness).

remember, Harrah's car collection? Concours d'elegance? Sacramento train museum?

Ares, Aries, January, military, library...

Reading queue

Wikipedia (wanderings), and WorldBook (21 volumes)

Economist (magazine, weekly), thanks mom

Short Stories (Best American series, library shelf)

Trivia (J! archive, and TP (trivial pursuit cards, etc.) (thousands of cards)

Philosophy (1. Sophie's World -Jostein Gaarder,  2. A History of Western Philosophy- Bertrand Russell, 3. The History of Philosophy -AC Grayling, 4. Western Philosophy (an anthology) -John Cottingham, 5. A Short History of Chinese Philosophy, by Fung Yu-Lan

plus: Pratchett, Pynchon, DFW, masd (martial arts/self-defense), jokes

reference: Chambers Dictionary, and my Atlas can be fun sometimes

Big Book of-  series (Unexplained, Bad, The 70's, Grimm, Freaks, Thugs, Little Criminals, Losers, Conspiracies, Urban Legends, Weirdos, Death)

some things and authors, I'm a "completist"

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Easter, weirdly, has nothing to do with East.    But a fun thought for Easter is that the Earth rotates east.   Jewelery has nothing to do with Jewry.   Is Allah all law?  Hindus and. honeydew melons.  Sangha is the group of Buddhist buddies.   Messy Jesse and his immaculate ejaculate (sorry, lol).   Chris' chin.  Cat mew-sick.  Religion about pigeons (rock doves).   A prayer for the bears, hares, mares, pairs,  and the rare.  The dragon ate knights for 8 nights.    The ninth knight only won daze.   dazed and confused, in DC.

a fractal, byzantine blog of religious and philosophical engagement, with a healthy dose of wordplay.  In my personal context, about me.

BOB, bunch o' bs.    Bible Study, Bruce Springsteen, Bob Seger, Billy Squier, bridal shower, Big Sur, back scratch... taurus poop

a damp, dark, dreary, dismal, dour, depressing day

Journal Entry

 Good morning (good afternoon).  I slept in.  Re is awake.  She just went back to bed.  The sound machine is on.  White nose thing, or whatever, from Sharper Image.  On creek setting.  The traffic outside rolls by, with a kind of waves on the beach sound, if you tell your head to interpret it that way.   Except for the sirens.  We have incense burning, too.  “Money” scented incense (or something!).   Incense, like a candle, demarcates time.  And we all know time is money.  Yesterday was Valentine’s Day.   So flowers should be cheap, today.   Re just wants lillies, so I have to go look and fetch. 

We started reading Sophie’s World, aloud to each other.   We each read a chapter.   The third chapter awaits.   I like reading to Re.  For now, I can just sit (and write) while Re rests.  I’m charging my computer.   I can listen to music on my headphones, or read the WB (or both).  Or I can meditate, and focus on my breath.  Horizontal meditation?  I need to do pushups, and maybe I should eat my GNC protein powder.  The kitchen looks great.   I love going to the kitchen.   I could call my mom, too.   The blog is at 63.   Yesterday went up to 79.  It’s only 1:31p.  (page views).  I always say I got x.    I should be saying My Blog Got x (Page Views).   But people understand.  Right?  I got 80 today.  My blog got 80 page views today.   You know.  My library book has another week on it.  I want to finish it in time.   Maybe some kid needs it.   My goal is a hundred pages a day (for like 7 days), so I can stay in the time frame.  But I have an Economist, too.   Both demand my time and attention.   I’m writing.   We’ve started Sophie’s World.   Busy, busy!

The Hutchinson CK company the Economist was writing about is NOT my brother’s company.   It just sounds like it.   I have spitball shooters for Ben and Dec.   I doubt the parents will approve.  Poor Liz.   Her big brother died in his sleep, just the other night.  I’m not sure I ever met Dan.  Ugh.  

Sunday, but not sunny.   A bit overcast, which is nice, in Berkeley.  Today I will: read WB, check blog at 4p, maybe read some Economist or Sophie’s World, and listen to music.  I’ll eat some of Michael’s lentils, and maybe some GNC powder.   Do some pushups.   Artcast awaits, as well.  My day, by Jesse Teshara.   Happy Sunday.  No church.   I slept.  Candles,  incense, and creek noise fills the room, as the minutes tick by.   Re sleeps.  Blog views add up and accumulate.   634,590 is my Total.    Over half a million.   I’m turning into McDonald’s.  X served!

I wish I had people in my life who read my blog.   I tell myself I don’t need validation, but it’s nice to get commentary, opinions, reaction, in any case.  I mean, I’m not writing to the Void!!!

What do you think?   What’s good?  What sucks?

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Aides with AIDS, born in the sign of Cancer with cancer, having a cold in the cold, bird flu /flew, dead before dying, sick and tired of being sick and tired, infested festivals, weak this week, and healthy in thy hell?  ill in Illinois, and well on welfare, and sick with sickle cell disease, and Cyrus has a virus in her iris, while erections sometimes carry infections, and there's the wheeze disease, and the bibliophile's addiction to fiction, (meals are most real), and the government tries to prevent the production of poisonous toys.  Just breathe.   Don't seethe.  Health, wealth, stealth, not filth.   Infected and infested with incesticide.   Injured ninja.  Insane pain and plainly sane, like manatee sanity, whatever floats your boat, with comfort and ease, like Mumford in the trees.  Presto!  presta valves and pesto!  all better :-).   Allah, peanut butter sandwiches!    Pure, no sin, clean as a whistle, as holy as Swiss cheese!  The smell of sin upon sin replaced by cinnamon raisins?   vaseline, lysterine, and glycerine?

stressy Jesse, anxious Hank, nervous in the service, scared to share, a worried jury, in terror of error, frightened of fighting, and hating fate, that is, death by meth - without breath, but what if- on the mend, without end, eternally infernal, or infinitely bit, or always in Galway, forever pulling levers, or nonstop mopping (!).    Good gawd, Rod - we'll all be in the sod, you odd wad of a dirt clod!

4 ways of saying the same thing:

1. As Adi Da said, Reality is all the God there ever is.   God is reality, and reality god.   Reality is made of God.   God is love.  The universe loves you.   Or, at least, an indifferent universe doesn't hate you.  

2. Allah is all.   Aha!   The beneficent, the merciful.   BM.

3. Catholicity means 'universality', so in a way, everything is Christian, too.  Catholic means "universal."   (Mostly empty space, but whatever).   ST:   spacetime is saintly?  ("ooh God, you are so Big! -Monty Python).  TV is probably far more interesting than The Vast, excepting the odd astronomer or astrophysicist, I suppose.

4. It's all good!!  Respect!

initial conditions, one thing leads to another, great chain of being, lead and what follows, prime mover ex nihilo or something!

hierarchies and lower-archies.    superhuman and subhumans.   I'm only human.  You can Big Up yourself, or you can think of yourself as a gnat (Hi, Nat), at the same time, in fact.    Simultaneously Big and Small, looking at yourself from both perspectives.   There's always a bigger fish.  You are your own Universe (and can even imagine a universe inside your skull), yet you are a mote and a blip, too.   Just do you.  It is what it is.   Honey, I shrunk the kids.   And one of the kids is a monster!   Like a vile vicious vampire in a vast vacuous void!   Drunk dry.

Yo, Where You At?

 Jesse is 

🔲  In               please knock           do not disturb

🔲 Out:

    Berkeley 

            Library      Central     THPSouth       West       North       Claremont    

            Cal reading room     GTU        Back yard, outside, at table

            Sacto Market       USLiquors          Arab mkt     King Kebab     Trader Joe’s

            Walking dogs       BklyBowl       BBWest    Safeway    Andronico’s    BK/DQ

            KP              Ace / OSH           WF              Target          Haircut       Indian   

            Nation’s     LLVegi-House      Thai         Taco Truck-   Manantial/  Sinaloa/ The Bay's

            Taqueria     Pho      Burmese     Ethiopian     RiceTriangles      BongoBurger

            McDonald’s         Walgreen’s     Sushi Secrets      Sushinista         Cal campus

            Goodwill              Chipotle.       Afghan Burrito       Subway/ Ike’s      Deli        

            Trek store            Indian rRock      Jack-in-box      Tilden Park       Oak’s Jewelers

            Ikea       REI         Emeryville.         El Cerrito          Starbuck’s        Bigotes

            Friend’s (Quaker)       Buddhist       Jewish      Unitarian     Xian scientist     Catholic

            pastafarian (ministeroni answering to a higher collandering says r'amen)  

            

    Oakland

             KP           Donuts         Noah’s        Round Table

    San Francisco

             Mom's        Bro's        GGPark

    Portland   (Sara Pierre Augie Hugo)        

    Benicia. (Teresa & Johnny’s)

    San Leandro (Rover and JS&M's)

Various, assorted:    movies,     San Pablo park     SF walk.      Causeway classic?

alliterative noshing -

ll, long life;  mm, mtn mike's; tt, taco truck; ss, subway sandwiches/ sushi secrets; kk, king kebab; bb, Berkeley bowl, bongo burger; ff, Foster's freeze

in another dimension, lol