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To me Jesus is still God, just God wanting to know our troubles, pains, loves--so he had himself born to walk, then die as we do. More relate~able or sumpin' like that.

Who am I to know what a person should believe in,
all I know is what makes my own soul feel right.
Jesus is a friend of mine.

Jesus ain't heavy
He's my brother.

thanks fellow travelers
are we there yet?
i just made a pact with my main buddha man to quit smoking pot from now through lent and until after easter oy vey
i am back to work tomorrow in charge i hope to be so yes i will be on my way
the tyme is now there's no more time no more slacking i must say
and a pot smoker's bliss is also a curse cause there's always another day for to get things done it never ends so why try to keep the score, the world will spin and it i'm on just spinning along forever more, but i made my vow and on every eve twil call the fellow sure an look him right into the ear and let him know i'm pure
iz what i want now an what i need it's packed an locked away my stash my stash my ganja stash i put it down oy vey
some distant day i'll pick it up again and roll a doobie neat, with my zen roller an my zig zag papes an my silver steel mulcher power yes sir yes ma'am
i'll just roll one more as a last farewell before i close the door an journey on in health and prime my clarity restored
for bliss i've found shall always be within my humble soul, logos and spirit the ganja weed, that pot is a wonderful tool, but mammon now it must not become and my lungs need a healthy cure
so it's lockerd away in my daddie's chest in the bosom of abraham
my daddy james went down in flames but he's risen again and is mine
my daddie's home where he belongs is in paradise just beyond the pearly gate,
where he waits and watches with loving care as we zen sweep th doors of perception now opened no doubting thomas no more thomas has shed his doubt
and the shaman's trip is for fools and for angels by the ticket an take the ride
it's time it's time it's time to come down
no more cosmology for me for a little while in god's time a little wink and a nod or two or three
pot is not
for now until i have risen straight and free.
before, yadda yadda yadda
after, no-mind like the present......bows sugar sugareee

it's true god has a soul and a conscience
and is good

ehwhat are we talking about? the sky is not falling, oh no.
we be puttin 8t together that's all
just smoke some holy ganga open your eyes
an look at the garden an th earthly paradise
cause beyond outer phenemon there's inner depths as well
to plumb the mind is just as fine as outer cogito do tell
to be a straight and upright soul inside a spirit swell
or tis t'other way around ok oh what the hell
all's well t'ends well that's what they always say,
just so, but no, there's the exstacy and the agony
the rape of venus the anger of cain the hiss of you and me
it's time it's time to see again through another glass darkily
no more the rape and plunder at will no shall this aberrant man be
and we will fight on for good and god to find our lost family again.

my wife took off her ring yesterday
when i saw this i cried
she put it back and sighed
told her that i am on the road to good
and not to hurt me anymore
just treat me good
like that she sighed and placed her trust in me
now i am ready to sign off soon
history is made in this life
marijuana is not bad
it was made for us
to invent
aqlguage and interbeing felt
without the excess of alcohol
a much better plant holy ganja
my oh my.
temperance and mkoderation
craving and passing away
just keep track
don't get lost. No more guilt. I am on my way forward into the unknown
with faith in myself and what i have to bless me/ no complaint about this no more.

Keep the faith jimboloco
I was thinking of a line from an old Joni Mitchell song "I'm a Radio" and "who needs the static" which reminded me of line from an old John Prine song called Saigon. 'Static in the attic"

This probably has Nothing to do with nothing just free flow thought association. Happy new year Jimboloco

Do you think Suzy Q might like this song. Saigon lyrics by John Prine

You got everything that a girl should grow
I'm so afraid to kiss you I might lose control
You can hold me tighter but turn loose of my gun
It's a sentimental present all the way from Saigon
Honey, Honey, Honey, please call me
You don't need no money we can do it for free
I got a friend in Phoenix with a two-way radio
All the static in my attic getting ready to blow

Saigon, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saigon, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saigon, Honey, Honey, Honey
All the static in my attic getting ready to blow

I was talking to the mailman late last week
He had a letter in his sweater from Stuttering Don
He said things are getting better in Sa, Sa, Sa, Sa, Sa

Saigon, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saigon, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saigon, Honey, Honey, Honey
Things are getting better back in Saigon

Saigon, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saigon, Honey, Honey, Honey
Things are getting better back in Saigon

Saigon, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saigon, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saigon, Honey, Honey, Honey
Things are getting better back in Saigon

Saigon, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saigon, Honey, Honey, Honey
Saigon, Honey, Honey, Honey
Things are getting better back in Saigon

hi highwayman,
don't sue me
thanks i said that bout keepin th faith,
still trucking, 2010,
to shari last night
sat by her at a christian memorial service at word
for a cnurse aide who died
i lit a candle
so did she
she the lone jew
bless her, and reminded her about the star of david
and of the importance to kepp her faith alive
all bout jesus as jewish holy man too,
bless elijah,
moses
and muhammed and islam and muslims too
and christians with us
amen
ah so, she said she does this,
and was comforted and strengthened,
ah so, still slamming, nah truthfully no
suzie won't like the song
tho she likes a lot
not too earthy
beyond rascal flatts

john prine
is a nother level
on his front porch
watchin th church crowd go to luby's
drinkin beers
singin earthy spiritual lamentations
in th guise
of song
terse verse i'll sing it in my sleep

nice try i like th song
sounds like zero hero
no problemo
under th curtain
have to break clean for two days
weekend blessed
straight in recompense
and monday can again play th blues

To me Jesus is still God, just God wanting to know our troubles, pains, loves--so he had himself born to walk, then die as we do. More relate~able or sumpin' like that.

Who am I to know what a person should believe in,
all I know is what makes my own soul feel right.
Jesus is a friend of mine.

you should know the comforter,
lucky lady
Jesus can be more real to me as i visualise him as such
and let the Unknown Thee, God, be that Suchness,
That Art Thou,
and here is Jesus, with courage and compassion
and inclusion
showing us the true nature of God's will
and his divine plan includes all the major religions, i believe this,

and the history of religion on earth
as he loved the early ones
before the tribe in mesopotamia
first went beyond a manufactured
polytheist concept
for heirarchy and structiure and priviledge
for order and power
because of fear of loss of this

and this was always a contentious world
so the first believers in one god, the God, The god, The God,
bless him,
the divine presence,
strong and able
God is Able,
He is the Strength that flows
Jesus is a guide for right manner of conduct
not to be sacrificed
but to live well on earth
and be comforted of the promise
of an eternal spirit
which i don't mind working on here on earth
and there is a reason you are here
to be welcomed
and to be strengthened
and comforted,
in solidarity
not to take away one's faith
but to urge toward a greater faith
because it becomes alive
jesus ain't god
god has no offspring
and is the offspring of none

it's a limiting exclusion of th other faiths
and then you cannot see their magnificence
and diminish the magnificence of your own faith
a problem christians
have to contend with

jesus said to pack your bag and purse,
wear sandals,
and carry a sword
and if you don't have a sword, sell your cloak and buy one.

chop wood
carry water
mind the breath
mind the light
get crazy
be lazy
not hazy
just right

in ft worth in the botanical gardens
at twilight, she brought me there,
we heard
the beasts in the zoo nearby
let out a roar in unison
and do so every eve
in texas

hi u jimbo in the loco
on a motion.
I dig this and think it uplifting
spiritually. I agree on most all,
I'm a believer in the everybody's
belief system working with their spirits
with journey, with life to light.
Only time I'm challenged is up
with an atheist, I'm stuck on a slight
pre- conditioned thought
about every one has spirit
we all gots spirit
and so I wonder at how one
hasn't discovered theirs
I guess
judgmental of me
and I'm embarrassed,
but brutally honest.
Spirits are everywhere
up and down, in and out
filling the guts
filling the girls
filling the boys.
All's good in me
I'm lighter than ever.
Smiles with you jimboloco
glad to flow in 2010.
We're all here
time for family.

If God ain't Jesus then God aint Abe either jimbo

I make no sense
when I try to say what god is
or is not

First wives
was there a book called The First Wives Club?

I have to google that.
Jitterbug put his first wife through hell.
His second marriage now thirty five years and still going strong. I have never heard an obsidian word pass between them in all that time. And I live with them from time to time. I was their couch person. True love is perfect kindness.

You remind me of this bit from Kerouac's original spontaneous scroll, the bit that was edited out of the book.

Sorry jim I can't find tjat bit right now I will be back with it asap.

Here is the link to the original passage from the scroll and on this same link a little further down on the page you will find another bit about how the original bit was edited for the book.

My mother once said the world would never find peace until men fell at their women's feet and asked for forgiveness. This is true all over the world in the jungles of Mexico, in the back streets of Shang Hai, in New York cocktail bars, husbands are getting drunk while the women stay home with the babes of their ever darkening future. If these men stop the machine and come home and get on their knees and ask for forgiveness and the women bless them peace will suddenly descend on the earth with a great silence like the inherent silence of the apocalypse.

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Got stoned this morning, head hurt like a mother fucker. Had to take an allergy pill too.

I think I called mingo a peckerhead yesterday. I should have used an emoticon.
It seems like all my dearest friends on the internet are peckerheads.

That was some beautiful poetry up above jimbo, that is what I have not mentioned.

ehwhat are we talking about? the sky is not falling, oh no.
we be puttin 8t together that's all
just smoke some holy ganga open your eyes
an look at the garden an th earthly paradise
cause beyond outer phenemon there's inner depths as well
to plumb the mind is just as fine as outer cogito do tell
to be a straight and upright soul inside a spirit swell
or tis t'other way around ok oh what the hell
all's well t'ends well that's what they always say,
just so, but no, there's the exstacy and the agony
the rape of venus the anger of cain the hiss of you and me
it's time it's time to see again through another glass darkily
no more the rape and plunder at will no shall this aberrant man be
and we will fight on for good and god to find our lost family again.

I miss read you above you said god is Able not Abe
I feel like Gilda Radner, "Nevermind"

Thinking about dame's comment about atheists and the spirit

I don't know that being an atheist means you reject the spirit.
I believe their are enlightened atheists. Einstein for one. Kurt Vonnegut for another.

Every day is a new thing to learn
and I keep learning new.

thanks for stopping by
i will look for youse elsewhere
i am sure

yeah my zen therapist says he is an athiest, too
but i have also been yammering this stuff at him as well
thin unfolding cosmology,
him of jewish descent but an expressed athiest but also
deeply spiritual
so i can have the buddhamynd and also
hellooo
the holy spirit

no trilogy invention by early christians
to overcome their theologic schism
while those who knew jesus was a holy man
generally speaking converted to islam
or were later converted to roman catholicism
except in the eastern christian church

which somehow remembered
this rabbi friend jesus of nazareth

pot is not
i have no choice
the time is now

i want to smoke another one
i lust for it
and i have to quit

i have smoked it up to the last moment
i have no choice
the time is now

pot is not
i am putting it down now
three joints today
finished the book
when jesus became god
pot is not
time for a healthy break
from this filthy snake
dead by now
wanting to shed and move on to other things
deep inside my sacred space
where i keep all the pain
my wounded witness to suffering
inside my old ww2 army air corps travel trunk
inside
pot locked away for a while
to witness one sweet clear nreath
one sweet clear thought
one sweet clear moment
that pristine clarity
only a child can know
and a tee totaler
whoo gets high on aromatherapy
and such yogic as th body can stand
commece tai chi
bows

I been using it as a diet aid. I have lost a couple of pounds since Tuesday.

Who the was the guy who said one man's meat another man's poison. Sounds like Shakespeare.

Christianity began in the warm hearts of women but then came the pecker heads who forced them aside once the word got out and the church started to be a paying proposition.
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yes well I am serious
about emptying my brain of pot

I did it for all day Saturday and was very tired
then I smoked and felt normal

today I slipped again
and I can sense the difference
I have another day tomorrow
to not smoke before work
and it is my absolute intent to do this now.

Quaker Meeting did not go well.
Haaughty Quakersd in charge
with much weighty business.
Kind smiles and reconnected with 1 friend
another wounded vet

I quit

Christ

I need some worship
so will get myself reqdy for Zen

I noticed the difference too jim
and I noticed the difference with the SSRI's too

Speaking of slip slidin I got one foot on a banana peel and one foot in the grave...
I lost a few pounds I feel better already

I would not mind being in a Quaker cemetery
if I could not get past this gate



Slipin and slidin Reminded me of this song by Neil Jung

"Slipin n slidin playing dominoes

I was talkin' to the preacher - said God was on my side
Then I ran into the hangman - he said "it's time to die"
You gotta tell your story boy You know the reason why. "