Inside, Looking At The Edge Of Life

When Chuck Mangione told me about the "love of the human race". When listening to UB40's Kingston Town, substitute the words, Kingdom Comes. Overcame Prozac, laughed and cried again today. Silent laugh. Teary cry.

Life is becoming pretty ripe. It is not the Internet, it is us who come to realize we are the collective consciousness. Well, those who know God is watching/thinking/knowing/being. Imagine we are part of the things that makes life and knowledge. We'll go into the things part later, maybe. Was a Nuclear Engineering major, but changed majors. Many physics majors end up studying metaphysics, naturally.

Was listening to Land of Make Believe by Chuck Mangione when these thoughts came:
Stop keeping numbering years and think we made time end?
Natural chemical that lengthens life made illegal by those who want to keep it secret?
Movie ideas?

Also, everyone is bound to go crazy at some point and say something stupid or cruel. Especially, if you speak a lot. So, I rarely speak. But the point is, people are allowed mistakes. But fewer and fewer are allowed, okay?

YTN. The Hankyoreh Newspaper.

Bigger than beef... Oh-oh? Yea? Both. You know, when you blow up, sometimes the smallest thing triggers it. I am like a still pond. At least, I try. That way, I can see reflections of life and reason.

Ya know, DJ Kim and MH Noh pulled us through the IMF monetary crisis with flying colors. Did a lot of other things too, but why are these achievements not written about or taught? Some write about these two fine men as if they were traitors. Friggin' Turkeys!

Oh, no! Waves in the pond.

Outside, looking at the edge of life. Extremely ragged edge or edges?

Ever Been So Sick

That one wonders, if it is worth the pain to recover.

Who Is This Nut?

Ask God for me. I already asked. God is in your mind.

Just read George Carlin passed away. Or as we say it, went back.

Here come the calvary.

I think I repositioned a joint in my right toe. Feels much much better. Can even apply pressure.

Some Really Mess Me Up

I can lose it. And then I feel guilty. So, I avoid such situations, as far as possible. Certain things really mess me up, so I avoid those as much as possible. Being alone with God does not depress me. Imagining myself alone with people does (at the present time).

If nothing couldn't exist, then we have the world. If nothing could exist, then we have nothing. Or both!

Why Worry About Death?

It will come soon enough anyway. But that is just a beginning...
That's what Jesus said, I think.

Do You Think To God?

Wonder why? You think there's nothing there. But there has to be something there. Ever try to run away from God? You can't. I know from experience. I thought I was going weird.

I do not go to a place of worship. Why? I avoid Earthlings at most costs.

I spend a lot of my time in pain and deep thought. However, the pain part is slowly going away. The feeling has finally started to come back to the upper right quadrant of my right big toe and the upper right quadrant of my torso.

I really believe going to a place of worship and following rituals is just a tiny part of God. It is just between you and God, in your mind. Why are you too busy to know God? Meeting Earthlings? Why? Know God first. Think! Sit in a dark place until you know. Could take about 5-10 years.

If Everything Has A Reason

6.6 Billion? To make something? To survive? Ask God for me.

Oh, by the way. Prozac sort of lops off the lower portion of my emotional wave. I don't mind, but you lose something. And it's only until my body recovers.

Praise You. Fatboy Slim. Keep On Moving. Five.

Read about singularities.