Last night I didn’t have idea number one for a blog. I figured maybe I’d hang loose for a couple of days and maybe I’d have some idea for a posting along about Tuesday evening. Bill paid me a dollar just after dinner for two cups of coffee. I gave him the first right after dinner when I made coffee and the other when I decided to brew another pot a little before eight.
As you know I’ve had a lot of unsetteling dreams lately. I was calling out “Help - - Help!” about three or four times at the end of the nightmare the other night. I hope no one heard me. Of course “Help” is the 56th song released by the Beatles on an EMI album so there is that number again. Anyhow last night I dreamed I have suffered some indignity that really upset me and I was enraged about it. And we were having some major family dinner at parent’s house (where I grew up) and I interrupted the conversation by bringing it up and going on and on about it in a regular rant and everyone else was embarrassed. [Blank] and [Blank] and [Blank] were there; I knew that. But there were a lot of others who I knew in this dream, but not not in reality. (The last time you saw them together as a family had to be about 1995 or something) Anyhow it became sort of a snow ball. And then even when I wanted to back track I couldn’t. And they were going to have me declared mentally ill and were going to ship me off somewhere real soon. But I went to bed that night (oddly with my bed facing the opposite direction from normal) and I would wake and there would be all this electronic stuff on the floor, and all the grounds seemed strewn with new electronic merchandise and there were some wrappings and there were light bulb signs that lit up- - and I’d wander around the house and find that I was still going to be committed. And then I really began going insane and hillucenated a lot of stuff and was incoherent to all I walked to. And I felt increasingly alone and isolated. And time would pass - - days – and sometimes in the night I would wake and pray I’d woken from a dream, but it would turn out that I hadn’t. And I remembered back to some date on a calendar a while back, when I remembered on a certain date I would “be judged”. And now the days kept going by- - . And I wandered around. And I was at some small carnival or something with these booth games just wandering around aimlessly. I think by now I was invisible and couldn’t talk to anybody. And there was music playing from some song I’d heard on the radio lately but couldn’t place. And I thought about stuff and tried to decipher what it all meant and would things ever change. And then I said almost under my breath “Good Lord, I’m in Hell”. And a moment or two I was out of the dream. But as I lay in bed I was sensing some “force” trying to pull me back into the dream. And I mused to myself “Perhaps it wouldn’t be a good idea to do that anti Christian skit. After all I don’t want to tempt fate even if I don’t believe in it myself”. It’s an interesting proposition to ponder that this physical life we all live in is only someone else’ dream. Besides that “other life” in San Barnerdino, there is another life I’ve flashed on. This one involves some guy who graduated HS in 1967 and went on to be an Oceanographer at the
In the morning I didn’t wake up till 6:33 and I didn’t even make coffee before breakfast, but I did afterwards. I turned on the Jesus Christ show thinking “I guess I owe God that”. Our Holy Host was talking with a caller about creation and evolution. And the caller voiced a sentiment I always assumed as fact when I was younger. He said “But haven’t certain things always existed and are in no need of a creator”? Neil says, “You’ve just described God”. So as I understand Neil that means that anything that always existed and in no need of a creator is God. The caller continued on this "always existed" vein, "you know- like a block of wood". They may not have been the best example to use. A clock of wood is not a "sensient being" and we are. And Neil adds, “There is no phenomenon or substance in science that wasn’t created by something. (Even scientific laws, apparently) Then the caller and Neil agreed that man has indeed “created life’ in that a virus has been produced in the laboratory. But Neil said “Even this organism had to be created by intelligent life”, in this case, Man. But in this case isn’t Neil diminishing God’s “uniqueness”. And then the caller fell into a common but insidius verbal trap. He went on and asked the fatal question, “But why would such an intelligent force even create man?” Of course some say that "Well, but God wouldn't create a sensient, feeling being unless he were a sensient feeling being". Here you fall into a logical trap. But before you get led down that proverbial garden path dig this: The "answer" is that just as we humans write about beings with super powers, it doesn't mean the writers have super powers. That's the best short explanation. Never ask a Christian "Why". He isn't worth it. That’s opening a Door you don’t want opened. The answer is contained in a Zombie’s song (apt term) called “You Don’t Need Any Reason”. God doesn’t need any reason to create us, and if he were to have one it mightn’t be one we would go along with. You don’t even know why that guy as work is such a jerk and a bozo. What about someone from another part of the country. Harder still it would be to figure out them. How about a space alien being? Picking the motivation there would be harder still. But how about some Being that it not even FROM this universe? Trying to figure the motives here would be way futile. Neil then went on to proclaim, “There are at least a couple of followers of “Mine” working here at KFI, Wayne Resnic and Leo Le Port.
Let’s skip up later to after breakfast when I got a visit from Stewart. He said that there are a lot of Universes that were created but that each and every one of them has basic scientific laws in common because they have a common creator. And he reminded me (and you) that all those billions of Universes eminate from only two dimensions of Time. Just think what you could produce if you had ten. You might stretch it to three dimensions of Time, but in doing so it would imply some quqlitative distinction between different types of lateral variance, and Stewart’s theory doesn’t allow for that. All of this forward, backward and “sideways” time emanates from just two Time dimensions. Stewart went on to say that perhaps some of the claims against Obama that the right has made are not wholly without foundation and that perhaps President Obama does have some sort of “secret agenda” that would prove bad for Americans. Stewart when asked to say he would vote for- Perry or Obama, he said “That’s not a choice I want to make”. He said however that if Joe Byden were head of the ticket he would vote Democratic then at the bat of an eye. Stewart said that Obama was a Sutteran, as are by the way people such as Bill Clinton and also “Bill and Emily Harris” (code names for my parents). He also warned against my talking to Janet saying she was a Sutteran and “Do not make revealing comments to her and neither believe one word that comes out of her mouth”. It dawned on me that rather than Stewart becoming a disciple of Neil’s that perhaps Neil ought to become a disciple of Stewart’s. Stewart then went on to make the remark, upon hearing the birthday thing on KLOS that “You I don’t think Sean has the first idea of what his father John is really like”. I would disagree with that statement only to make it “Was like” rather than “Is”. The word “Is” implies that John and Sean are not NOW spiritually “connected” from either end of the relationship. I guess a lot of Stewart’s warnings to me could be summed up in the morphed song lyrics of “I know George Bush hurt you bad, but hell, that was way back when. Do you still have to carry that Barock Obama sticker on your car- - ? RIP IT OFF. Stewart also stated that the Sutterans are hated by virtually everybody including Alcyonne, the Romulans, and the Federation. They are born liars, deceivers, and manipulators. They also have their “antitype” on that Star Trek episode from 1992. So I heard the term “Sutteran” used there before I heard Mal Evans use the term”. There is an almost mirror relationship between Barock Obama’s fortunes and my own fortunes. When he’s up; I’m down and when I’m up; he’s down. And if I want to insure that I’m up, it’s to not “Fight his battles” for him but to let the dumb cluck bail himself out of his own problems. I think if you just “Drop” something you’ll find that your burden is lighter- - if you don’t have to think “Well, how will the President’s apologists put a pleasant face on this or that political blunder?”. Good point.
Jerry Brown signed “the Dream Act” yesterday. It should rather be called the Nightmare Act because now illegal aliens will have precedence over our own kids for getting into
We want to pay tribute to Al Davis who died at his home at age 82. As we said on the last file, Al Davis WAS the Raiders. We in football owe him a lot.
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