Was it Suicide or a Gangland Hit?

The big news of the day is that Jeffrey Epstein hung himself in his jail cell.  He committed suicide despite having previously been on a suicide watch.  But now they say that lasted only six days.  The whole Justice Department is pissed and his woman accusers are all mad that they won’t get to testify against him in court.  I look at it this way.  He’s dead- - just like Chuck Smith and Gene Scott and Charles Manson are dead.  All of their hopes and aspirations died with them.  In the case of Epstein since it was a suicide, I believe his descent into Hell was particularly swift.  I’m not saying Gene Scott and Chuck Smith went to hell or anything.  But they are dead, and won’t be able to spread their particular brand of religious propaganda.  Chuck Smith died seeing Obama as President and believing he was born in Africa and wants to take all our guns away in his second term.  All of the prophecies associated with both Scott and Smith are null and void now.  These two died not realizing them.  And they haven’t come true since.  I may not be that religious anymore but I still have a vestage of religion and believe that karmically the worst thing you can do is to kill someone and then commit suicide like some of these mass murderers do.  Worst of all is the killer of family members.

L A S T - T U E S D A Y

I was called by John to go to the van at a quarter to nine.  This was early.  Bruce was waiting in the hall and for a brief moment I sat in the front room to find a chair.  Then we were called out back where we had to wait for Norma.  We waited in the van.  This was a protracted wait and featured several trips up to check on her.  We left without her.   It was almost a quarter after nine.  We got to the gastro-interologist place just after nine thirty.  We over-shot the building because we were misdirected by Google to a school.  Then we were all mistaken about which side of the road the office was on.  I signed in at 9:38 for a nine thirty appointment.  There were far fewer people waiting this day.  I used the restroom.  Bruce was called in before ten and I was called in maybe ten or twelve after ten.  But it was a protracted wait.  First there was that guy who looks a little like the original John in the med room.  My blood pressure was 160 over 84 and my weight was 162, up a pound from last time.  Then that lady with the Swedish accent came in and asked me a bunch of questions.  I told her about the diaria.  There was a protracted wait to see Dr Amin and trying to get answers from him was nearly impossible.  I still don’t know what happened to that blood test done nearly a month ago now.  Finally the doctor came back at ten after eleven.  He just gave me an appointment to get another blood test to prove I don’t have the Hepatitus B virus any more.  I could tell him that.  I told people that going to this appointment was a complete waste of time and that Phyllis was right;  I should have canceled.  I just don’t like their whole set-up.  We left at a quarter after eleven and got here just before eleven thirty.  I didn’t take time to either have a cigarette or go up and check the room.  I went right to the kitchen and eventually I got my spaghetti and meat balls.  We had garlic toast and yellow squash.  I didn’t get a dessert (canned pears) or juice.  I saw down about the time Patty got up from the table.  She left me two cups of coffee and I drank one of them.  I began to wonder whether I wasn’t getting too much coffee. 


O N E - W E E K - A G O

.  I left to watch Sixty Minutes but didn’t find the first segment to my liking and Phyllis was still there in front of me and the line had hardly moved.  It’s getting ridiculous.   Sixty Minutes’ middle segment was on digging deep in the South African mines for the last of the gold.  Then they run out and the gold price will rise, I imagine.  There was some salt in the tunnels and there were little worms and other microbes in this salt, they say was spawned by ancient water.  The third segment was on this Media Lab thing by MIT they’ve had for decades.  They invent stuff that will become commercial in another twenty years.  They have invented touch screens and GPS maps and watches that read your vitals.  Now they are working on hooking up your brain to the internet.  I hardly see the advantage unless the computer can read your mind and acertain what you want to know even if you enter the wrong word and have trouble finding what you’re looking for.  I am skeptical on these artificial limbs.  I know these artificial eyes are terrible.  You can tell black from white and that’s about it.  After this it was Penn and Teller.  The highlight was this pretty twelve year old girl who did tricks with cards that didn’t fool Penn and Teller.  Then it was “Ryodine” on that space cadet show. 

People wonder about what death is like.  I've gone down the possibilities.  The number one thing is that you just cease to exist.  In that case maybe suicide isn't such a bad thing, particularly if you are in a lot of pain from cancer or some war injury.  Another is simply reincarnation where you just start life over again - in another place and body, with no memory of the past and you have to learn everything over again like a little child.  Then there are all of the notions of heaven and hell, which are more romantic.  A god with the ability to control you and either make your life very happy or very miserable need not be Thee God that we all know from our Judeo-Christian upbringing.  It may be just a very powerful figure who has apparent control over your life but down the road he may meet a god more powerful than he is.  It may be a plurality of spiritual powers like space aliens like star trek and all of these other sci fi movies.  Finally there is the notion that you can somehow "go to the other side" while still alive or somehow spy on yourself here and maybe even give yourself subconscious suggestions you later pick up on.  As you know for a while my pet theory was the idea that "ether" has a sort of "mass" itself and without its restrictions you can get "lighter than light" so as they say when the "soul" leaves the body it goes upward because its net weight is below zero as measured on the bathroom scale.  The physics of such a world are speculative and we have in the past and maybe you'll stumble on one of these postings.   The biggest operative word is UNKNOWN, and those who say they do know about death - don't know what they're talking about.   Nobody that I know of has died and come back to tell about it.  Evidence in the Bible for this is slim to non existant.