The Monkees

Take The Last Train To Clarksville.

I wonder why they called themselves that. Hey, Hey, We're The Monkees.

Moody Blues. In Your Wildest Dreams.

www.johnnycarson.com

Remember the Smothers Brothers?

Used To Be

A Free Spirit. Now, I am tethered to God by Good.
Listen to John Parr's St. Elmo's Fire. Pretty Good.
Just be good and try to do good. God is here. Ask God.

Jimmy Cliff

a.k.a. A Part Of God.

I shared some thoughts with Jimmy and listened to Treat The Youths Right and Vietnam.

Know, all your leaders are doing their best to stop the war. Those that preach hate, fear, envy, death, etc. are lost. Follow them? They are so full of hate. Where is the love?

You'd best starting writing, like yesterday. Do your part. That's the only way. God's way. God's words. Your words. Make them the same.

Also listened to Jimmy's song, Journey. Jimmy pointed out that the car accident was over 33 years ago. So, I corrected myself.

Remember, I was born human. Good Luck.

After Death?

I get angry at people. Imagine my feelings on the world. Pretty Good, actually. It's the part human, part instinct people that make me black and blue. Including me.

Be honest, be true. Otherwise, guilt will come and mess you up royally. I can only do this in spiritual form. In human form, my mouth and instincts give me a hard time.

Thoughts written in words. What would be the best? The one. God. May be?
You can be true and honest over here. In written thoughts and words. If you find your words to be false, you can always correct or delete them. In the beginning, the words can be about doing good. After we do that, we can do more.

After death? I forgot. May be. I know there is After Death, though.
Now, do you really want your body? It's nice, but you know.

I like listening to Jackson Browne's The Barricades Of Heaven and These Days. Music is a part of God, remember? So are you. Remember thought mirrors? So that we can see ourselves?
More long term memory means you can solve more longer time problems? Yes? If you stick with invariable truths?

May be I worry too much. But what do I do for five years?
In the mean times, thank God for letting me use The Word. God's Words.

Now, what if every one wrote down their thoughts like me? A little bit every day or other day. Is that too big a sacrifice?

If you are alone being a good spirit, you are with God. If you are with people, depends on the people. God shows up in my thoughts. And some people, some times. God is always there, but depending on the people and me, hard to see.

Reeling In The Years

By Steely Dan is a good song. Talks about time.

Took my daughter to the dentist. Picked up the wife. Came home together. Son is at college. My wife is less negative these days. Even positive on occasions.

Listened to Steppenwolf's Magic Carpet Ride. Also listened to The Pusher Man. God told me to tell you, but no wars and killing pushers. It's supposed to be taken other than literally.

Also listened to The Steve Miller Band's Abracadabra, Dreamweaver and Fly Like An Eagle. Temptations' I Wish It Would Rain and I've Got Sunshine. The Doors' Born To Be Wild, Money, Peace Frog, People Are Strange.

Buying your way to God? Ridiculous. You can do it only by Good. And letting God work through you. Talk/Think to God yourself. Directly. Spend time in good thought. And then see what God has to say through thoughts and through the world. If you want to, you can buy books or lessons, but it takes longer. The deluge could refer to the tears and sorrow that some encounter on the way here, the first time. I think I was sad for about 40 days.

Portugese.

Angry Again

A guy honked his horn at me about thirty minutes ago. I got angry because I was stationary in front of a predestrian crossing. I looked in the mirror and he was scowling at me and angrily gesturing to me to move into the pedestrian crossing. Now, he is either playing with my mind, or so intensely immersed in his own world that he doesn't know traffic laws. Seems to be an unordinary number of people intensely immersed around me. It was the left hand turn only lane. It was not a through street. The other lane was a right hand only lane. After the pedestrians crossed, I moved into the crossing. The car behind me went into the other lane. When the signal changed, he made a left turn. I pulled up and scowled at him again.

I was angry until Ray Orbison came on with Secret Agent Man and The Great Pretender. It was a new perspective. Felt great to know that I am the one. Again. It's been a while. Feeling great. I almost all the time know that I am the one.

I read on a site, yesterday. Some one said we can do nothing even if we try our best because of our limitations. Only God. God works through us. I know that one. We have visited the same thoughts and experiences. And yet, that one's words comforted me.

Now, how many can get away with saying that they are the one and get away with it? I hope to see many. But your story has to be real. Like mine. With real names and experiences and thoughts.

Parents are going to name their kids Gold Face Radiant (can also be translated as Shine Light), etc. What should I do?

Fortune Teller

I remember my mom going to a fortune teller. She gave him my birth date and time of birth. Wealth, she asked. Will not be rich, he said. Famous? Will not be really famous. A little well known to some as bright. Job? Would probably make a good detective. How do I remember this?

My mom died when I was young in a car accident with my younger brother. Always really bothered me. I have only just begun to think about it without feeling too much pain. I wondered if I would ever get over it. Took me over 33 years.

Music Time.

Dire Straits - Money For Nothing
David Lee Roth - Just A Giggolo
Deodato - Garota De Ipanema, Happy Hour, Latin Flute
Def Leppard - Two Steps Behind

God, Jesus, Flower Children, Music, Nature influence me most.
Are you your body? Are you your consciousness? Both? God?