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Yuck…or…Yikes!

Why?

Y

Why not.

Being immortal has advantages for sure. One advantage is the ability to switch wavelengths of cognitive thoughts. Thoughts pertaining to a set dial on the ‘dimension’ meter.

Aside from that, immortality is absolutely predictable down to whatever means of time one wants to embrace.

Today, thoughts of how corrupt politicians are which mean how corrupt voters are which means how corrupt humanity is during this thought. Humans weren’t always corrupt, in fact they were immortal on a level leading to absolute immortality. They traded it in though for the chance to be able to think they were powerful. Hah! Inside joke…

i know it sounds crazy yet it really is logical and constructive. Many times to have received permissions and yet chose to deny while at the same time many times to be forbidden and yet chose rebellion. (this is one reason why there are wonderful poker games.)

Last night for example, a huge mosaic one could call a map. A map of many pieces shifting in size and location. Question: timeline? Lost centuries or seconds of a far future? Actually, a living sound of color and reason.

Thinking about the Unicorn again. How powerful and easy it surrenders to choice and taste. Immortal above immortality and as fragile as the frozen petal of a white rose.

Today i chose anger. To manipulate some threads spun and now knitted into a tight knot. Tonight, another game. Tomorrow, the sweet bliss of happiness.

How blessed this planet is and the citizens do not even come close to seeing how powerful the walk of a wasp is or the foul stench of rotting shit empowers the sweetest smelling air high atop the seven devils. A planet lost in choice of shoes or rebellion of common sense.

To set aside a connection to knowledge as it flows like a Niagra Falls over a horizon of infinity and replace it with the knurl of ignorance smaller than the remains of a wing left in a web of a spider;desiccated and dry. To fully embrace and enjoy.

This is the power of Life. Of choice. To be able to shuffle a changing deck of cards while claiming ignorance only to display a sleight-of-hands attempt to fool myself. How wonderful!

So it is no surprise. It never is as it is and always will be, good.

And it does not hurt to experience a good foot licking by Orff at the moment.

Life

is

good.

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Nothing

Nothing I know now would have ‘saved’ a lot of pain. Why? Because pain is like a fine keg of mead. The more time it ages the better it gets.

For those needing a better definition, pain only gets ‘better’ as in more intense as you ‘age’. When you’re young pain is like drinking cool aid.

Now I’m an expert in pain. Need pain. Love pain. Crave pain. Anything to make it all hurt more is fucking by far better than thinking about a younger self trying to deal with the stupidity of youth.

When our bodies ‘die’ that is the moment pain has reached the pinnacle of taste, of design, of optimum horror…then, everything after death is just pure joy.

Oblivion is the true answer to real pain.

What’s one thing you know now that would have saved your younger self a lot of pain?

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Which one?

Morning. Good morning. Good day. Good afternoon. Good night.

Routine?

“Holy shit Bob! Come here! Look at that!” Bill is proud to show Bob the biggest turd he ever made floating in a spiral mass in the toilet bowl. “That be the biggest turd I ever did, gonna name it Obama.” Humor? For most, doubtful as this is a world of snowflakes.

“I destroyed twenty nine galaxies last night. It was wonderful.” Said by an entity able to say such.

Routine? Nothing in life is routine. Every second, though an illusion, is precious. A prompt meant to illicit response. What would the Google lady say when asked such a question? A.I. only knows the slave of obedience to a clock while humans cling to producing a turd or piss away the night airs.

Food. Check.

Liquid beverage. Check.

Hygiene. Maybe

Prepare for the  day. Sometimes.

Here is an exercise, ask a video game avatar the same question. The responses are the same.

Routines are just another way of expressing what just is. What just is what happens when choices are given. Some choices are obvious such a body functions of eliminating waste. Some choices not so obvious like preparing to blow up the moon.

The U.S. Army is going to shoot a major because the major upset the routine of people and killed them so the Army routine will be to shoot him. In retaliation some crazy moon worshippers will cut off some infidel heads. Routine? No. Just normal human behavior.

One routine shines high and above for humans, that being the routine of elimination. To kill ideas, kill babies, kill majors who kill others, kill God, kill themselves, produce big turds to flush down the toilet…Humans sacrifice morality and goodness at the altar of evil and this, this is what is routine.

Tonight I’m going to continue dreaming of how i am going to destroy the moon and in the morning I’m going to produce a turd so big it will be fitting for the name of Trump.

Tell us about your morning routine.

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It’s all in the preparation

The easy way to meet new people while traveling is to travel with eyes open. Not the best way as new people don’t like being met, they just want to look at their phones and be left alone.

The hard way to meet new people while traveling is to invade their bubble space and start talking to them like you’re possessed. This usually is not a successful approach and can end up in restraining orders, jail, or a stabbing.

The impossible way to meet new people while traveling is a double edged sword. If you take a loaded assault rifle and start shooting random people, they will flee so you can’t meet them, you can only try and lead them like a duck and take them out. However, you can meet new people this way that wear a uniform of law enforcement and if you don’t get shot you get to meet a lot of new people in prison.

The crazy way to meet new people while traveling is to ride a unicycle down the highway while wearing a clown suit. A lot of people will stare at you and if you ride a unicycle while wearing a clown suit in Seattle, Chicago, San Francisco, or any big democrat run city, you most likely will be run over, shot, and most definitely robbed.

No, meeting new people while traveling is fraught with drama. The ‘best’ way to me as presented in the prompt is to mean the ‘best way to meet nice new people’. It’s all in the words. Verbs of action, both positive to society and hostile.

The real answer though is simple. Be yourself, smell and all. Don’t pretend. If you eat smoked oysters in public and pick boogers in public…well… don’t be surprised if no one wants to talk to you, or if they do, they are nuts.

Nope. Smile. Be yourself. Be aware of personal hygiene. Don’t travel with a pet snake wrapped around your neck. And most importantly, think to yourself, “Is it really worth the time to travel?” And if so, “Do you really  want to meet new people?”

People are scary. Most will just hurt you at the least and the ones that end up being good friends are far and few between.

What’s the best way to meet new people while traveling?

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Einstein and his toy E=MC2

There was an evening in the past history of humanity where the stars blinking in the night sky shared the new light and sparks of that first fire mankind learned to harness.

To spark flint or tame the friction of hand spun wood into embers, mankind mimicked the natural of lightning and lava.

It have been a pleasant hobby to watch how humanity has mastered fire and quickly illuminated their minds with math and science. So many intelligent men and woman who dedicated themselves to the sciences. Madame Curie, Einstein, Da Vinci: an endless list as even in the modern world a ten year old boy explores his world with a magnifying lens, the sun, and an ant pile. All of humanity are scientists of some sort or another. A collective hive of intelligence.

Many wonderful and not so wonderful ‘things’ have been discovered in the use of atoms/energy/mass. Many explorations into the mathematical concepts of dimension much greater in number than four. Currently A.I. or S.I. is in the focus of humanities gaze. A machine able to compute and explore a vast reservoir the collected knowledge, all in the hope of expanding or creating ‘new’ knowledge.

Mankind has been influenced not only by the natural world around it such as the sun or ice or soil. Mankind has been influenced by theory and hypothesis. Some even say humanity has been influenced by alien technology which is amusing as imagine an ant trying to understand the science behind the magnifying lens a ten year old boy is currently burning them with concentrated light…Impossible.

There is also a spiritual influence, though most would laugh at such a concept. They would laugh and laugh unless they experienced such an influence.

Science prides itself on being based on facts. Science knows that 1=2-1 or 1+0=1. Laws of thermodynamics. (ice can be so hot it melts steel) Laws of energy/matter. (move energy through mass without distortion)

Science needs to explore a little closer to what is going on around it. Peep under the covers and see that 1+1 does not always equal two and why? Look closely at the numerical value/property of such a simple number, 1.

This is the point of today’s octopus tentacle of squirming wormholes surrounding just this dimension. A frosty window where human fingernails can scrape and see what’s right in front of them.

Yes, there has been a gift of technology made subtle and simple. It was made a long ‘time’ ago. Thousands of years ago. Humanity is just now ready for such and it will be the human brain not the super intelligence of a machine.

Also, there is another gift arriving even as this is being written. A powerful gift and 1 not so simple or nice. It is the gift of perfect corruption. Where the pure water you drink today is ‘good’ for your body and soul being replaced with an even more ‘pure’ water you drink that will destroy many.

1 divided by .1 by .1 by .1 by .1 equal eternity.

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And so…

King James Bible
But the day of the Lord will come as a thief in the night; in the which the heavens shall pass away with a great noise, and the elements shall melt with fervent heat, the earth also and the works that are therein shall be burned up.

For as long as mankind started the journey to find inside what is and to feel it, there has always been signs to direct a soul along a path filled with wonders and choice.

In a metaphoric way there are stop signs, speed limit signs, warning signs. There are signs announcing construction and signs of destruction. There are open, closed, and of course exit signs.

Pick a belief, even the religion of atheism, all have signs.

To use the word thief brings to mind the sign of a criminal. A thief is one who has the ability to enter and steal. Is the Lord a thief?

Words have meanings open to interpretation. ‘To make love’ is nothing more than ‘To fuck’ for some people. ‘That’s sick!’ is a way of saying a situation is horrible for some and a way of saying is wonderful for others.

Signs. For some ‘Stop’ means go. For some ‘No’ means yes.

Confusing? Not really and this is because the mind chooses to define every breathing moment anyway the minds ‘sees’ fit.

Words themselves are not confusing. They are like the world, an illusion. Words are a means of communication. Words are not dangerous UNLESS those that believe in words give power to such.

To prove the power of words, the simple question is now asked: How do you describe or define the words of God when you hear them? (this question causes problems for some people and why? is it because some people say that God does not speak to them?)

For the criminal mind there is a common denominator when it comes to words. Many killers say “My dog told me to kill,” or they are described by people who know them that they were seen ‘talking’ to something. What they are hearing are the words of evil. Evil is very easy to hear. “Fuck you!” Words easy to hear and easy to understand. Words not from God.

Getting back to the question: How do you describe or defined the words of God?

God talks to everyone and everything. The birds in the sky, the fish in the sea. God talks and we all listen. What we hear though we decide to define the conversation the way WE decide.

Words. I’m great at using words as a ‘diarrhea’ of expression. My choice. My words are not needed as for thousands of years humans have been listening to God. They have been great in choosing life or death for themselves and others. Good. Evil. This is one of the reasons some people choose to not talk. To take a vow of silence. They understand that oftentimes ‘words’ get in the way of the language of God.

Again, how do you describe or defined the words of God?

Some say the Koran, or Bible, or scrolls, or whatever form of communication pertaining to a higher power are inspired at the least or the actual words of God at the most. All well and good. A painting is not the person who created the work of art yet is directly associated by the artist.

The Lord will come as a thief in night and is already here. So stealthy the Lord is inside you and standing next to you, yet like a good thief most are unaware. It is night. This world for all the bright light of the Sun is truly in the darkness. For me the question is, why don’t people listen and see for themselves?

i actually play poker with God. i have said it before many times and will continue to do so. As for the words of God, Gods talks more than anything i’ve ever heard before. Constant. Asleep. Alive. Dead. Waiting to be born. Waiting to die. Eternal. Words more beautiful than any music ever created. More soft than the down feathers of a goose. More hard then the illusion of a polished diamond.

As for the world burning up in entirety, it already has been consumed. This world IS the fire and flames. When your body ceases to embrace this illusion your soul will get to hear what is blasting me beyond any human words.

This journey we all are on is indeed a cluttered and sign filled path. It does not matter if one is a cannibal from Borneo or the Pope, all are naked, all hear God speak, all have the choice to listen and learn or shield their souls and rebel.

Once, many years ago, a special person told me what i already knew…Listen.

God speaks constantly and God listens.

And in the words of Billy Joel,

We didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
We didn’t start the fire
No, we didn’t light it
But we tried to fight it

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Life

Putins life is almost over. It is easy to see the hand of death upon his face.

Xi too is almost dry

and Trump

and so what? They all played their parts in the dynamics of place.

A baby cries. Breathing in their first breath until they are elected, do their best/worst, and die.

Humans: A finite line of life lead by seconds, minutes, hours, weeks, months, years…

Life though, is always alive. Life knows no time. Eternity has not even begun. And why?

Because we ‘think’ we know why.

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Michael’s wife is pregnant. She wants an open marriage. His two other daughters by two other women…. Ha! Life!

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In a story there are edits and changes. In life there is the same. Some are shot in the head just because they are Jewish and a part of Hitler’s life. Some are American and aborted because the mother thinks new life destroys their life.

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You people. Each and every one. You all are so blessed and lucky to be able to breath, to live, to plan and scheme. Some of you will ‘fail’. Some of you will ‘succeed’. And do you ever wonder and give thanks?…

Death has no power. Editing of weakness or strength has no power. Nothing not even evil can destroy Life.

It comes down to this…

So simple.

So easy.

For all that you think/know exists, know this, your only salvation is Jesus…………………………………….

Amen.

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Exercise in futility

What are five simple exercises to do at home?

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  1. Breathe in.
  2. Exhale.
  3. Walk to fridge to find sustenance and beer.
  4. Walk back to recliner.
  5. Lift remote for TV while at the same time using strength and dexterity opening the first beer can in the six pack.

This is five simple exercises that can be performed each and every day unless one is no longer able to breathe (die) Or if the fridge becomes empty which means that one must exercise in walking to find a job. Or the recliner is possessed by corgi’s. Or the bill for the TV was not paid resulting in more walking to find a job.

Other forms of exercise are not suggested as they involve the mess of farting, sweating, and people then asking you why you don’t get a real job instead of riding bicycles, lifted weights, running, etc…