Heads or Tails

Abortion, revisited

Killing your baby, basically, before birth.   Is it like cutting your hair?  Or, is it snuffing an innocent, heavenly being?  People may be like rocks, philosophically speaking, just objects - but a hundred years or whatever of LIFE, is certainly nothing to sneeze at.  Denying your own flesh and blood the opportunity to LIVE, in all it’s ups and downs, glory and error, seems to me to be irreconcilable with self-regard, irreversible, shameful, if not evil.   The virtue of adoption far outweighs the cons of birthing pain, in my book.   You want to prove you’re a bad ass, who killed her own child, for street cred?  Or maybe snipping a pea from the pod seems far less excruciating than pushing out a bowling ball, as it were.  Or, Nature is red in tooth and claw, and life is hell, and life isn’t worth living in the first place, so you’re doing your child a favor?  I mean, you just KNOW it’s a little piece of shit, future Hitler or something, and you’d be doing society a favor, too.  OR….  It’s not a human (yet).   It’s an inconvenience, a clump of cells, a blob of tissue, like the germs you wash off your skin every time you take a shower.  So it goes.  Whatever.   Life is meaningless, anyway.   Unless your baby is a future president, Buddha, deity, or “happily ever after” story (can you predict?).

Let’s dive into that, more.    What lives have the most merit, and deserve to live, in the first place?  People who will fall in love, and make their partner happy, is one answer.   Outstanding servants of society, like say a political leader or pope or scientist who cures cancer, or something.  I’d like to think authors and philosophers contribute to social well-being, just as scientists reveal truth.   Comedians rank up there, for me.   If you ease the pain, make life fun, you get a pass.  On the other hand, I’m not saying there are people who would’ve been better off dead, or will be detrimental to society, or too unimportant to matter (like, say, a mindless agglomeration of a few cells).   Is pruning a bush the same thing?  I like people more than bushes.  I’m not sure what to say.   A lot can influence the outcome of a blank slate like your bouncy baby boy or darling princess.  The thing is pretty much out of your control.  Flip a coin. 

objection!  obstetrics is not about objects!  objective is to be objective.  Everything is a thing.  good things and evil things? or, all just neutral matter, like Matt the mad hatter;  thinking about thing-king.   What's the matter with you?  huh?

rime and thyme, rhyme time:  secular sex and divine dining, food boo'd and beard cheered, hairy and scary, comfort from Mumford, magically pelagic, trite bites, delicious and nutritious, chow on cow, eat meat, ingest pests, consume whom?  fine dining with wine, sleep deeply, the best rest, relax with the facts, enjoy your toys, celebrate being celibate, mirth on a birthday on earth day, read about deeds, watch your crotch, protect your neck, attack back, aikido libido... be happy in your nappy says Pappy, love the doves, kiss your miss, I triple dog dare you to go fuck a duck, nevermind said the Buddhist, stream of consciousness in my sociological socks, awake aware alert, asleep oblivious gone, la la land and the law of the land, lol.  Laos police, Copernicus the copulating cop, and Sharif the sheriff.  Rock the casbah with asthma.

who am I

what am I

where am I

when is this?

why am I doing this?

how are you

which am I?

huh?

I recently bought Kachava.   I like it.   I got coffee flavor.  Much much better than the mushroom coffee I've been getting.   And Jelly Bellies.  Also good.  30 flavors, 3 pounds.  I'm listening to Paul Oakenfold on my new Bose headphones.   Life is good.   I trimmed my beard.  I got new shoes from REI, and some coasters from Goodwill.   The house needs a new fridge/freezer.   Mike is on that, I think.  Our popsicles melted.   I'm visiting my mom in SF this Friday.  I gave Rhee a carton of cigarettes.  $75.   10 packs.  Seneca.  Cheapest in town.  If I don't just douse myself in a cold shower, I'd like to buy a pass to go to one of Berkeley's public pools.   You know, free swim.  I'm not into laps, really.   I just wanna splash around in the sun and enjoy the water.  I have a beach towel.   The reclining chair I found and brought back home with me has been rejected for being torn and used.   Oh well.   I thought it was cool.   At the Rialto, I want to see the Cat video fest '26 coming up, as well as the Grateful Dead concert.   I always wanted to go to one of those.   It was big among my crowd, growing up.  Class of '89!  Go cats!  I bought a pair of ergonomic pillows - I hope they help with my drool situation (from clozapine), as well as my hearing.    By that, I mean the last 3 days I've woken with something like "swimmer's ear" in my right ear, that doesn't just shake loose.   Yesterday, I was hoping and trying to pop the bubble or whatever most of the day.   It was disturbing.  Riding my bike impaired with some added anxiety.  I tugged on my earlobe, pressed behind my ear, and messed with the pressure with my finger, until it actually went away (WHILE I was on the phone to Kaiser!).  Plus, my junk plumbing is haywire, if you know what I mean.  Anyway, Kelli and I both  have new backpacks, and I'm always busy with reading, whether trivia or Economist.   Just finished The Washington Book, by Carlos Lozada.   I checked out 3 movie dvd's from the local branch library.   I do a lot of running around on my bike to get stuff for K and I.  Daily exercise, like pushups, planks, shakes, and jumprope.   I'm highly motivated to lose my gut.   I don't know how much I weigh, though.

ant eye matter

even ants, I grant, are giants

   i.e.   a (myxobolus shekel) is 8.5 micrometers long, fully grown 

   (0.0085 mm), like 10 could fit in the width of a hair

   MSF, mxobouls shekel fart?  they don't have digestive tracts.

     so, the tardigrades (like the "water bears") do, though. (0.05mm)

water-bear fart?, WBF, (they lack complex gut bacteria and fermentation chambers that make gas)...  

also known as a wood-burning fireplace, 

to re-enter humanity

there's a fish that communicates by farting

Manchu cannibal says "I cannot stomach you"

wish for a dish of nutritious fish

vampire omits vomit, includes lewd

me and you on the Menu;  delicioUS

a vision for fission;  confusion about fusion

democrat demon-rats?  

ew, evil wicked, Elizabeth Warren

bc, bent corrupt, Bill Clinton

political wordplay- reaper republicans with hatred / red hats

I'm now affiliated with the Green Party

   me and the other little green men

And I have cool emerald Vuarnet shades 

I liked Schwarzenegger.   Barack should've quit smoking while president, with more attention to the President's council on physical fitness.  Donald?  if they throw a shoe at you, Donald Duck!

Do you buy what Dubai is selling?

Paris is parlous and perilous

Marty the martyr

BC and AD, Bill Cosby and Aliko Dangote

Erica from America, says

Sheinbaum and her shiny new bomb

Jack's jackal hides from Jekyll, in Hyderabad

What's the rush for Russia?

San Luis Obispo is SLO

Fast times at Ridgemont High (I got friends in Low places)

speedy Gonzalez and slowpoke Rodriguez

Hurry up, hurricane

Star Trek and start wreck, Finish in Finland

Spacex and space sex and getting it on

Get On With It!  

family cars

Larry Teshara and Tesla, Peggy T and PT Cruiser, GTO, Jetta

4x4 equals sweet 16

clarity about Larry T

Happy in an electric vehicle in Madagascar

Floating down the Seine, remembering Madrid and crazy town :-)

strawberry shortcake, with a longing for longevity

brevity levity. (whoopee we're all gonna die!)

demonic Jesus and Saint Satan?

killing fig trees and distributing toys to children on Xmas

panjandrum, generalized Lord High Everything

Fart, the female art

Gas, as g

The perennial question that has vexed the most learned philosophers.   

Must the source be made to be on the defensive, for fear of being a piece of shit, a foul and loathsome disgusting creature that smells like death and sin, or the reek of hell itself? 

The bloated poet 

The scent of flatulence, breaking wind, farting, passing gas, anal expulsion of vaporous intestinal fumes, released upon an ungrateful audience, and resulting in nausea, excoriation, madness, vomiting, running for the door, and of course, malice.

Can gas be made less noxious?  Can one ingest a nullifying substance?  Run to the throne room!   Spray some nicer stuff from an aerosol can, and get on with it.

Crop-dusting Harley Davidsons are one answer

Silent ninjas, the other

Running around, to compartmentalize emissions

god is good, get out of dodge

there's Lactaid, and Beano...

cannibalistic tomato (Tom ate toe?); or, if you are what you eat, you eat something that eats humans.    Have some cumin with your human.  Don't lay a finger on my butterfinger.  Mm, nerds.  MM, m and m's.  

sangha-  buddhist community

sangaf-  subtle art of not giving a f-

wp (word play)

koo day ta

gathering of data, granular detail

moon morons

tort is not a torte (yum);  it's WATCH (wrongful act that causes harm)

RIP doesn't stand for rape incest pedophilia, either

but anything can mean anything

naive natives fight fate

virgin vagina and veggies

penis from venus (seen us?)

I like how the kp online visit portrays me non-reverse, non-mirror

(and not having to bike out to Oakland)

546 mg of IT, every 3 months (roughly 6.0666 mg/day), 4 shots/ year.

Invega Trinza ($$$ 38k);   am I a druggie?  or just in need of medication

clozaril is clozapine, depending whether you're pining or ill (?!)

my life, of late

read world book, trivia cards, economist, write blog (this), oversleeping, dental work, watched Napoleon Dynamite again (from library), helping Karen with her supplements, walk dogs, setting up my used tv (goodwill) with a new remote (which cost more than the tv!), and I ate sushi today (salmon bowl, from Sushi Secrets), hearts of space.  I need to stretch and exercise.   I bought flowers and seaweed snacks, from Trader Joe's.  New month.  Do my budget.

Dear God in Heaven...   heaven is a place, where nothing ever happens! Am I right am I wrong.  My god, what have I done.   same as it ever was.  Here comes the twister.   twisted sister.   threads, from talking heads.

VECO

Vast Ecosystem/ Composite Organisms

We are "superorganisms"

I call myself Jesse, but there are Trillions of microorganisms living on and within me!

The 99 names of God doesn't even come close, lol.

The human body is comprised of 30-40 Trillion human cells, but this is only like 43% of the TOTAL cell count, for each person.   In other words, more than half your body isn't human.

We are comprised of (roughly) 7 octillion atoms, 79 organs, and around 70% water...  

40 Trillion is 4 followed by 13 zeros.   And 7 octillion is 7 followed by 27 zeros.

We need our microbiota for health, so sometimes clean is TOO clean

How many cells comprise the human body?   30-40 Trillion.  This excludes the comparable or larger amount of microbial cells (like bacteria), bringing the total count to well over 60 T.

So we're parsing number of cells and atoms, both human, and microbial.   There are around 100T atoms per cell (similar to the number of cells/body).

Who am I?  I'm also George, my pet microbe, and his buddies.  You know Harrold and Tom and Sally?  What a joke.   As the Dead Milkmen sang, no one is really themselves, anymore.   'Now Everybody's Me', and from Peter Bazooka (no one looks like themselves anymore).

Buddhist No-self has some biological science to it!

It's a dead man's party

We are each a hive, a zoo, a collective - forming parts of a hive-like society, too

A buzz of particles in a tickle-party!   leptons, quarks, electrons, neutrinos:  Party on, Wayne!

microbiome constituents: bacteria, viruses, fungi, archaea, protozoa... about 95% of the body's microorganisms live in the gut;  the skin holds millions of microbes per square centimeter, (but altogether the microbiome only makes up 1-3% of body weight).   Your "hidden half":  It's a Part of you, not a passenger.

60T organisms comprise us?  Shoot, all of humanity (ever) is only 117 Billion (!).    30T human/38T bacterial cells, one recent estimate.   So, More microbial Cells / Genes than human.   I want to know the number.   How many microbes (not cells, not genes, but actual bugs)?  (aha, microbes are ALL singe-celled).

Formication is not fornicating!

Deth Metal

DEATH

The average lifespan in the US right now is 79 male and 81 female, thereabouts, with 70 and 75 the numbers for the world at large.   You live, then you die.  Death is the permanent irreversible cessation of biological functions that sustain a living organism.  We are all dying, approaching death, getting closer to the endpoint.   From cradle to grave.  Tick talk.  Death is universal, and final.  Benjamin Franklin said "Nothing can be said to be certain, but death and taxes."    Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust.  Once a dead man, always a dead man.   You die, you're dead, that's it.   The End.  Buddha said, everything is impermanent.  Even diamonds aren't forever.   God is dead (Gone Over Dead).    Death is everyone's fate.   The final destination of everyone's journey.   The end of the line.  Nihility, nullibiety, and nonexistence.  Like a bubble, we all pop.  Our nada, who art in nada, nada be thy name...    The universe is cold, meaningless, and indifferent.  All the stars will wink out.  You make your own meaning, like pleasure or fighting, in word or deed.   "Little death" is the French idiom for orgasm (petit mort).   Cellular replication, and shortening telomeres, are the biological process of senescence, aging, and dying.   There isn't an afterlife of heaven, hell, or immortality - only Oblivion.  All is forgotten.  

There is good death and there is bad death.   Bad death is under the illusion and hope for eternal life or immortal bliss.   Either in fear of hell, or in hope for heaven.   There is almost no reason to believe in either.   Turritopsis adornii is an immortal jellyfish.   They say God is love, and love never dies.  But we must all surrender to the inevitable.  We are human, and we all age, grow older, in a process of implacable fading, getting frail and forgetful, failing, going blind, deteriorating, decaying, and dying, in our "golden" years.  There are worse things than death.

A good death is peaceful, the conclusion of a meaningful life, free of avoidable suffering and distress, with a sense of closure, and surrender to eternal rest.  Even better, with the respect and gratitude of many loved ones, in family and friends.   Death is not to be feared - it is only the absence of consciousness, awareness, and feeling.   There is no pleasure - or pain;  merely eaten by worms and bugs, and pushing up daisies, and decay of bones to dust.   Life goes on.

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brain storm source:

OADM AADM

You die, you’re dead, that’s it

You live, then you die

Ashes to ashes, Dust to dust - church of England’s book of common prayer

    (from Genesis)

Shakespeare -  To be or not to be, that is the question….

What dreams may come in that sleep of death - Hamlet

“For all to be accomplished, for me to feel less lonely, all that remained to be hoped was that there should be a huge crowd of spectators, and that they should greet me with howls of execration.”  - Camus, The Stranger

Zed’s dead - Pulp Fiction

Life is a cabaret, old chum - Liza Minelli

L’ Chaim!  “to life!” - Judaism

    LEVity and FUN for EVeryONE!

Everything is impermanent -Buddha

The universe is cold, meaningless, and indifferent  - Camus

Death, thou shalt die! -John Donne

Aging and senescence is inevitable, implacable, (impossible?) to defeat

Immortality is not desirable, blindness, frailty, decay, and forgetfulness, e.g.

Turritopsis nutricula is the only example of immortality in Nature (I think)

Death is Hated, the ad (advert?)….aversion (to pain, say)

“Little death” is orgasm (petit mort) - French idiom

     life's pleasure, and death's surrender

     finality, with no awareness or feeling

Gone Over Dead (GOD is dead)

D eat H.    Smile, eat forever….  :-0

Mark Twain- The fear of death follows from the fear of life.   The man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.

Napoleon - Death is nothing but to live defeated and inglorious is to die daily

Cowards die many times, the valiant taste of death but once- Shakespeare

Good Death -  free of avoidable suffering and distress, with a sense of closure, at peace, having led a meaningful life.

There are worse things than death.  

Join the party.   Everyone dies.  A sense of commonality and community and brotherhood naturally follows.   You are not alone.   Join the club.   Everyone is mortal.   No one lives forever.

It’s a dead man’s party, who could ask for more, everybody’s coming, leave your body at the door, leave your body and soul, at the door! - Oingo Boingo, DMP

Death, the permanent irreversible cessation of all biological functions that sustain a living organism.   PIC.   Get the picture?

Linguistics:   dead dread, death hated, die dye diet (colors, killers). (chance, food, color…)

exit, expiry, end, eternal rest

FATE

The end of the line

Final Destination of life’s railroad (ALL ABOARD) Allah bored

The dark side of the force.   Black as death.   Confusing, delusional… (you don’t “see black”)

    You don’t see anything.  No eyes.  No brain.  No consciousness.  Nonexistence.

Aging is cellular replication, shortening telomeres

Nihility, nullibiety, oblivion, and nonexistence (like a bubble)

other symbols of fugacious, impermanent, temporary, ephemerality-

   bubbles, flowers, hourglasses, candles

   skulls and memento mori

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If I lived forever, I would want Earth to live forever.     Space Travel seems supremely boring.   So, spaceship Earth made as immortal as possible, with all the right conditions for continued life and civilization.  If life is merely information, then I would like to pause the earth, and catch up on all the Reading (!!!).   Live an active day, then spend centuries (?) catching up.  What are people doing and thinking about?  What AREN’T they doing?  I would have a lock pick set and go about residing for thousands of years in everyone’s home sweet home!   I would read all the libraries, and write my own Summary of All Knowledge.   I’d be my own AI.  And I’d probably be on drugs a lot.  I mean, after eating enough sushi to sink a whale.  Or enough thai and Chinese to keep me happy for millennia.  Life is so good, which makes death sad.  That’s not a problem that needs to be fixed by making life worse!  

On heroin for thousands of years?  Finishing writing a thoroughly researched oompendium of All Knowledge?  One subject at a time.   Ecology for a zillion years, to start.  

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Meditate and sleep and think and write and sit