When it comes to a competetion between you and the Lord of this World, the only way to Win is - - Not to Play
When it comes to making mistakes- - - the Bold make many - - the Timid make few - - - the Dead make None
-Charlton Heston
Tomorrow Never Knows - - Anything that isn't already "baked into the cake" Today
For some of you readers out there - these three pearl of Wisdom may be the most Significant things you'll learn all week These are things you should bear in mind as you go through life.
Last night ABC Nightline had a two hour special on 'Heaven" hosted by Barbra Walters, done from every conceivable aspect, kind of like that Religions pannel in the Oh God movie interviewing John Denver. Three things of particular note are the Joel Olsteen interview- - which could be 21st Century Christianity unveiled before our eyes. I used to catch his show but have slacked off in the past couple of years. I really don't have a problem with his teaching, but a lot of fundamentalists do and they'll let you know it. Then there is the interview with the Dali Lama. His words are well worth hearing. Finally there were the experts on the Dying Brain conguring up "Images from our subcioscious" perhaps from Childhood that have long been repressed, like that Star Trek pilot episode on the Talosians. One of the most long standing mysteries and that is why the number 22 is seen as such a profound number in Hebrew theology and Tarot card users alike. There are some would say 22 books in the Hebrew cannon if you combine a couple like Judges and Ruth. There are 22 letters in the Hebrew alphabet, and 22 major Tarot cards. Has it ever occurred to you the idea that "Everything is the same as Nothing?" You may have heard the adage "If everything is a sin then nothing is a Sin. There is a certain "geometric logic" to this statement. Picture a cross with not only the four extensions- - but an extension front and back to make six pertrusions. Now count all of the surfaces on a 3 D cross. In the ninth grade I score a six sta-Nine on a "spacial and abstract reasoning test", which is above average but not profound. If I can do this so can you. Count all of the surfaces and you get three - - sets of eight "inside corners" plus the six "ends" making 30. We look at crosses leaving out a whole dimension and we HAVE to do this to keep our Sanity. We normally look at a two dimensional cross as "Life" or the psychic or karmic "vertical" part and the worldly horizontal part. But there is the third aspect involving Time. You could argue that "The ether knows Everything" and this is the God particle. The God particle is the Ether. A dying brain not only congures up images because the "inhabition center" is dying and the brain goes Nuts- - - but also these people like the Dali Lama who meditate trying to slow themselves down and vibrate to the music of the Cosmos - - are striving for something that a paper weight on your desk achieves without expending the slightest Effort, which is Death or some might call "experiancing the Totality of Time all at once. It could be argued that if you could Kill your brain but still be conscious- - - you would "tune in to what the Ether has always known" about not only the past and the future. That little boy who found out that his mother has a misscarriage - - - tuned in on - - I believe- - - his own Future of "finding out" this is what happen. He didn't know until he was Told- - but he was Told in the Future but he Knew the future so knew what he'd be Told. Capish? Tomorrow Never Knows - - Anything that isn't already inate in the Ether - - or God patticle - - Today. If you look DOWN on that same cross you see the Cross from God's point of view- - missing the psychic or moral Dimension. If you look at that Same cross from either the Right or Left (nothing political here) what you see is a Cross from the point of view of the All Knowing Enlightened One, who regards Materiality as irrelivent. Below is the "Balancing Factor" or the "Editorial Response" to all this.
This is Friday July 6, 2012 after dinner. This is the anniversary of Elvis Presley recording his first record for Sun records in 1954. Last night it was ABC game shows and then a little bit of “Wipe-out”. When I got off computer after a smoke break I turned on the Mike Meloy Show on KTLK but the show was a dud and so we watched “Without a Trace” on KCOP and at nine we turned to “Criminal Minds” and Bill nodded off- - and I went to bed just a little past nine thirty. I slept well this night but woke at 3:30 with passing thoughts. It occurred to me that Dr. Levy loves existential philosophy. But one thing that annoys me about that is that existentialism seems to be for people with “too much time on their hands”. They tend to be men in their “middle earlies” who have been happily married and done everything they want to do and have well adjusted kids, but are still unhappy with their lives. I’d trade problems with them any day. I got up at five to five and showered and the water didn’t get real hot. I turned on Bill Press for the remainder of the hour and watched a lot of the Stephanie Miller show. These were the only two “successful shows” I watched. The rest were duds. I made coffee.
We had corn flakes and it was a half filled bowl. The other thing I on my mind in the early morning was that they are slowly starving us to death around here, with meal portions insultingly small. They could start with doubling every serving. We got a half cup of coffee. We had scrambled eggs and hashed browns but no toast. The Oriental lady has stopped giving me food and I’m curious what the “policy change” is all about. Nora was by to clean and mop the room just after nine in the morning. I turned on the computer but Ed Schultz wasn’t on, and the other guy wasn’t that interesting. That seems to be a major epidemic that happens whole weeks of holidays. So I switched to Chris Matthews and Chris wasn’t on that show either and I got bored. I had Ed Schultz for a second but he wasn’t on either. So then I went to Rachael Maddau and watched her show for a while. Then I had KTLK radio on a bit with one of those “Friangela” women, I think. That was on men and women interrection. I was bored there too and went down to lunch early and fortunately the door was open. We had good rice soup and I had seconds on the soup and the sandwich, which was a single strip of ham. We had honeydew for desert. Seeing they still had that “socialization” topic I turned on the TV and watched one of these garden variety TV talk shows on KNBC till noon, when I switched to Randy. Then I dozed off much of the hour. I was hoping Dr. Levy would show sometime today but he never did and that now makes a full thirty days we have not met- and I could use money from him.
On Days of our Lives Maggie was lecturing Magen about “addicts”. Let me tell you a little story, Maggie. Once Winston Churchill came upon a rather heavy set older woman, and she exclaimed, “Winston, you’re drunk!” to which he colly responded “Maddam, you’re ugly!” Of course she was insulted. But then he added. “There is one difference, however. Tomorrow I will be sober but you’ll still be ugly”. My brother and Dr. Wong made a diagnosis of alcoholism with me on March 4th 1999. I was an alcoholic for just under another two years and three months till June first 2001. However the relations with Paul continue to this day. And by the way our relational problems did not begin with my diagnosed alcoholism. I want to remark about Dr. Daniel’s sudden “Mood Change” with Nicole, that she noted. I hate mood changes for the worse, particularly when they are with the opposite sex. Loretta Hill comes to mind. I still don’t know what happened but after her two months in the hospital at the beginning of the year she was never the same. Daniel Jonas is a first rate hypocrite of the “Jesus” variety. We all know leaders of Christian bands like to sleep around. Personally I think Nicole is more trustworthy in a relationship than Daniel, who is such a “man whore” I’m flabberghasted that Raphael coming over to bring her vitamins sends him into a jealous tizzy. I guess they call that major insecurity. Maybe he’s afraid Raphael has a bigger thing than he does. Then we come to Will and E J. I’m just waiting for EJ to lower the boom on Will. The idea of some faggot facing down one of the biggest mafia bosses of all time is a case of “What’s wrong with this picture”. Elvis’ point is well taken that, “Will, you know that a cornered prey is the most dangerous”.
At two I decided to leave Gloria Alred on. I went down to the courtyard and noticed that they’ve tied those black chairs together, when I tried to move one. The four birds were quiet. I got tired of waiting after a few minutes. Case one was one of the cat turning on the water and inserting the stopper in the sink and flooding the house. The second case involved a “Fright Night” mishap. Then I went down stairs and sat down in the front room, half hoping that Dr. Levy may show. He was talking about that barbecue on the grassy noll at Seal Beach as long ago as the Wednesday before the solar eclipse in May. I hold out very little hope that event will happened because Dr. Levy has promised so many things that failed to materialize. David was in there and Arleen was in there reading a book. I talked with her a little and she says that she doesn’t think Dr. Levy will show, or will ever show up again because since he’s not getting paid there is no point in coming. A moment later I left and went outside just for a little fresh air and soak up the sunshine. Then I came back here and listened to the rest of Randy Rhodes.
Dr. Oz had diet snacks of all shapes and sizes, and they are creative ones, particularly that chocolate cream cake. I’ll take about a third of that one right now. Maybe it will fill me up. If it were me I wouldn’t just have one of those choices, I’d have three or four at once. I watched for the full hour. We had some kind of stir fry beef thing that I mixed with rice. We had pink yogurt for desert. Laura ran out of food just over half the way around and Wally was complaining about that. I wouldn’t need to smoke as much as I do, if the food were in better supply. I’m afraid to weigh myself. I bet I need to gain at least 25 pounds. I’m the lightest now that I’ve been since I was a senior in high school, and I wasn’t getting good meals then, either.
Employment rose by eighty thousand jobs last month but the media “spins” that as bad news. Romney has been calling the last two numbers as “disasters”. In some asshole reasoning he says “The President is going to have to take responsibility for it”. Now the President is reminding Romney about the “pioneers of outsourcing”. Judy sent me a thing on the booming oil market in North Dakota. The conclusion is “This is proof indeed we can indeed drill ourselves out of a deficit and recession and lower prices”. No. All that oil isn’t a drop in the bucket as far as lowered prices. As far as helping out local governments- - note the word “Local”. North Dakota is a small state. It’s sheer insanity to suppose that such a thing could occur on a national scale. I’m not sure how North Dakota’s success constitutes “proof that Barock Obama is a bad president’. Someone really has to explain that one to me.
This is a speck later. Luan was outside. I didn’t ask Wally how many pounds he’s lost in the past twelve months. I’ve sure lost a lot- - - like twenty. Last night I did another row of photos, those Firefox photos starting from the beginning of the alphabet again. One of them I have done before- - but this time I goosed up the color. Of course the phrase “goosing up” has to do with force feeding geese to fatten up their livers. “Missing parts of a chicken means that something bad happened to the family”. This is at a slaughter house in Rosemead. I thought of playing either Dire Straits skipping the first two tracks, or Crossroads CD disk two, doing the post Cream stuff. But tomorrow I think I’ll play “Biograph” CD three, which is the one in the past couple of months I haven’t played. Amtrak was approved to the California state legislature today but they are going to just start with the portion from Madera to Bakersfield.
One big difference between me and Christians like Neil of KFI is that I’m not one of those people who can just imagine some Being into existence who loves me and wants to help me and understand my problems and all of that- - as if it were to just “pull him out of a hat” like some magician. When I am alone - - I am alone, and I know it. I was thinking about this when I woke up this morning at three thirty. I can be pretty well assured that most beliefs about metaphysics will die with me after I’m gone. In fact I doubt whether not too many years after I’m dead all that many people will care whether I ever existed or not. That’s the reality I have to live with. This guy on KPOJ in Portland was talking about “How to be politically relevant” and do all that social linking or whatever. If the Lord of this World turns thumbs down on it, I know no power on earth can render any other decision, certainly not me. My blogger numbers are really pathetic. People think when they get to Heaven they will be reunited with their Loved Ones. You’d be surprised at the numbers of people who believe this- with absolutely no proof. People believe funny things. People believe the economy will improve next year, presumably after we have elected a “New” President with “New” solutions that he’s able to pull out of a hat. But they are all secret and you have to elect him to see his full bag of tricks. At least that’s what he tells you. One thing about Christianity as well as Obama’s book about that hopey changy stuff is that one question is never dealt with- - HOW are you going to DO it? You know a pastor will take a lot of guff from the people they council. But one thing is more torturous to them to their ears like the grating of fingers over a blackboard amplified to sixty decibles. And that is the words - - or maybe the pastor will come out and say it himself “You’re trying to tell me that you don’t think God Cares”. Period. That’s right. Go to the head of the class. I would not worship the Lord of this World. But you can if you want to. I can think of a lot dumber things to worship including these imaginary people that psychics and pastors are always talking about. And if you think the Lord of this World gives one nanosecond of thought pondering how various doings of his will ‘Play in Peoria” to use the trite expression - - you are sadly mistaken. Of course I am only human and I, too, make mistakes. If you’ll remember just before May first of this year I was getting a little too cocky about our optimistic future- - - and how there would be a wave of progressivivism sweeping over this country as the economy continued to improve so that not even the tea party could deny it. That didn’t happen. So come next January if anybody leaves the country it will be Our Side taking refuge in some other country that’s still Sane. It might be Canada or France or Denmark, but you can bet liberals will be heading for the exits and probably doing things like offering bargain airline and hotel packages to “Get out of Dodge”.
You’d think the President would campaign on global warming given this inferno that has swept over so much of this country and now is making its way into the north east, and temperatures right here are scheduled to rise to 97 degrees, I am informed. Given the sloth with which air conditioning is turned on around here I’m expecting some mighty hot days. We know it’s Global warming. We know all the signs such as no snow fall in the winter and no run off and this spawns droughts and forrest fires. Drought begets drought- - and now the heat is even cracking pavements, and families are sleeping in cool storm shelters. The power is out on vast areas of the nation, as ultra violent thunder storms ravage the country. All of this is a result of Global warming. Romney is highly vulnerable on this issue but Obama won’t campaign on it because some nobody told him something that scared him- - - like a bully pushing around a new seventh grader in the school. The tea party has been running this country for the past three years and when they get into full power next year, it will be going from the frying pan into the fire.
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