Good Friday to be 66 in rainy San Francisco
And the race is on
The gut, as Dar pointed out in a comment, is a brain of it’s own, one more member of the Holy Trinity working with the head and heart to triangulate the human. And indigestion has been blamed for creating the existence of God, Dickens in the Christmas Carol has it “You may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of underdone potato. There's more of gravy than of grave about you, whatever you are!” Of course in Japan there were rice Christians. The expression rice Christian is a term used to describe someone who has formally converted to Christianity for material benefits rather than for religious reasons. And to be certain the history of Christian humanity is materialism in action and slavish loyalty to power by populations called Christian. So in this Euro-American context writing on this is Berdyaev http://www.chebucto.ns.ca/Philosophy/Sui-Generis/Berdyaev/essays/worth.htm
And here I am 66 years after starting this journey in 1957 sitting, typing thoughts out of season, sipping very hot black coffee with thoughts of summer sunlight blocked by chemtrails or 100 megaton winter or laws forbidding looking up without shutting the eyes so you do not see the saucers. In the year 2020 a global coup arose from the top of the pyramid of power and a decision made that the world need no longer be shared with anyone outside a charmed transhuman circle. So poisons in ented with DOD help in robust bi-partisan collaboration were peddled as miracle cures and forced upon as many people as possible in quite a few national states. Further, many if not most, religious organizations decided material benefits of injection obedience superior to holding to the tradition of their faiths. Ironic indeed that obedience brought a vaccine injury horror to the many adherents seeking eternal life in this world.
In Nicolas Berdyaev's Critique of Technics J. Norris Beam, Ph.D. writes “Like Dostoevsky, from whom he gleamed many insights, Berdyaev thinks that humankind's appeal to technics, statism, and economics for total well-being only leads to human self-enslavement. Thus, humanity illustrates Dostoevsky's dictum that when humans abandon God, they (unknowingly) abandon or betray themselves as well. Berdyaev explains more specifically that humankind has experienced certain periods in history when different relationships of spirit to matter are suggested. The ultimate outcome of the arrival of technics depends upon whether the human spirit can attain sufficient moral control over the machine to avoid a total domination and destruction by the machine.”
Bill Gates Says the Code in mRNA Vaccines Can Be Updated w/out Regulators Noticing
https://ko-fi.com/thejournaloflingeringsanity
And now friends a Ferlinghetti poem
Dog
The dog trots freely in the street
and sees reality
and the things he sees
are bigger than himself
and the things he sees
are his reality
Drunks in doorways
Moons on trees
The dog trots freely thru the street
and the things he sees
are smaller than himself
Fish on newsprint
Ants in holes
Chickens in Chinatown windows
their heads a block away
The dog trots freely in the street
and the things he smells
smell something like himself
The dog trots freely in the street
past puddles and babies
cats and cigars
poolrooms and policemen
He doesn’t hate cops
He merely has no use for them
and he goes past them
and past the dead cows hung up whole
in front of the San Francisco Meat Market
He would rather eat a tender cow
than a tough policeman
though either might do
And he goes past the Romeo Ravioli Factory
and past Coit’s Tower
and past Congressman Doyle
He’s afraid of Coit’s Tower
but he’s not afraid of Congressman Doyle
although what he hears is very discouraging
very depressing
very absurd
to a sad young dog like himself
to a serious dog like himself
But he has his own free world to live in
His own fleas to eat
He will not be muzzled
Congressman Doyle is just another
fire hydrant
to him
The dog trots freely in the street
and has his own dog’s life to live
and to think about
and to reflect upon
touching and tasting and testing everything
investigating everything
without benefit of perjury
a real realist
with a real tale to tell
and a real tail to tell it with
a real live
barking
democratic dog
engaged in real
free enterprise
with something to say
about ontology
something to say
about reality
and how to see it
and how to hear it
with his head cocked sideways
at streetcorners
as if he is just about to have
his picture taken
for Victor Records
listening for
His Master’s Voice
and looking
like a living questionmark
into the
great gramaphone
of puzzling existence
with its wondrous hollow horn
which always seems
just about to spout forth
some Victorious answer
to everything
Thank you and best wishes!
Beautiful... be well my friend