Ham

how about a description. Don't let it frighten you.. god is insane. still in control of sorts, but does he want to, or really want to be responsible for the results, or outcome.. just a question. take it as you wish.. Mathematical precision.. hah. I wish it were all so simple.. I really don't need convinced here.. I'm still a hundred percent faith.. well.. that's the way we (for the most part) have to live, or isn't it? sowy.. too many questions.. I tend to agree with Jewish Mythology.. mostly. something like *most* of divinity gave him(her)self to die for what we have or want in this existence.. where do we go from here..

If you don't mind me saying.. these are the best days of my life..

Excuse the colloquialisms.. I think all kind of weird *dang* happened when the Creator decided to be *real*. No Precision (exactly) needed.. I know.. weird.. it's a work in progress here.. I don't wish or desire to deny the Creator, or His wisdom, on one hand.. or the stupidy of the universe , on the other.. sowy.. Every time I look at the Light.. it isn't logic that beckons.. well, maybe partly.. or maybe some.. or maybe none. At all.. and it is still a good day here..

Inexactness does not bother me, even with metrics..

my initial thought.. the "inexact" numbers are "exact" if only in a different universe.. but they are (sometimes) exact here as well.. take a triangle with two sides of measure one.. the third side is irrational and thus unexact byj estimation even in this universe.. it is said.. some mathematician historical types say it is an old urban legend or something.. Pythagoras either strangled or drowned the guy who figured that out.. I tend to think it was more of a metaphor.. I don't think it is a man made universe.. more like a man(kind) perceived universe..

Well.. despite a few diversions, today was one of the best days of my life. How about you? thought this needed a new topic.. it originated elsewhere here.. Beatles, Spirit, old and new dreams..

the closest fulfillment in this life.. we were all assembled, some mixing with others.. dressed in black.. in my dream, we were all dressed in white.. weird.. it's like.. it was not even close.. then there are times.. sowy, I've said enough.. Well.. despite a few diversions, today was one of the best days of my life. How about you?

What's really weird, is looking at my hands. I'm the same as I was then, but parts of me have a few wrinkles they didn't have before.. there is only one dream left that I've had.. haven't seen it happen yet.. maybe it is on the other side of this reality.. I dunno.

Sowie. I didn't kill the thread. I just got drunk while reading it.. Mathematics isn't entirely real, at least the majority of the time.. mathematical exactness. hah.. well, it is real unto itself.. Sowie. I listed to White Album.. and 12 dreams of Dr. sardonicus on the lower side of a trip once.. they just keep coming back..

It's already been what.. three days? Maybe somebody could clue me in. 1. Who ended up playing.. 2. Who won, other than the winning advertisements? I'll eventully see them, the prize winning thirty second shots.. on, no other media than.. the internet..

Maybe it is eventually, one cannot get below their raising.. sometimes we try, and figure it's progress or something.. eventually a little message from our ancestors get through. Like.. it isn't really ok that a president died, even though he was of a party that was not "us".. whatever that is.. really. I remember this in the sixties. They absolutely despised what he represented.. so I asked the question. "So it is a good thing he is gone?" It scared the hell out of them.. they back-pedalled on politics like there was no tomorrow.. I'll never forget it..

Despite what it might look like from the outside.. the profession I've chosen this decade, has a very, very long leash.. I'm pretty much free to do what I wish. Well, within a few reasonable standards. however. The only real leash is the funding.. somehow math and science ends up, not "untouchable".. but still needed.. it's more like mopping up, helping the workforce in categories that participation in public k-12 schools have failed them..

I dunno.. I'd give it about six months before an annulment or something.. something about *uncle* howies roving, whiskey soaked tongue.. just doesn't seem very compatible with marriage or something like that.. sowie. Best Wishes to the young couple. :)

I wonder how the W family (extended and otherwise) feel about this. Have they been consulted? Oh.. forgot.. most of them are mark and avoid and all.. maybe I shouldn't say more in this regard.. I never met wanda. *uncle* (he's not really your uncle) howie.. yes, I met.. can't say much but he thought he looked good wearing a tool belt or something.. weird. Very very weird.. a marriage made in heaven? Maybe made in the other place? well.. like they say.. two "believers" can make ANYTHING work..

No starched white shirts for me. noooooo. Not my kind of playground.. Christ. The place I am working at extorts donations (for a good cause) from "employees".. to wear blue jeans on Fridays.. weird place.. where do you deposit your donation, if one only works Monday through Thursday???

I liked this about the Roman Catholics in Grand Rapids.. they were willing to acknowledge universal truth.. it's a big step in my direction.. I'm sure in a few others.. interesting..

"blackbird".. well, you are kind of contaminated, aren't you? sorry, can't help it.. universal truth and all..

Piggies get a place cued one song below this.

I dunno. It's a well lighted place.. I hope we always have a well lighted place..

Blackbird singing in the dead of night..

Yes, they keep on going.. I wish I could buy a ranch.. with an old man,who had half a sense what was going on.. I'd keep him on the payroll..

All things must pass.. if I can add two words: this way Isn't it the same thing as "away"?

speak for yourself. I look younger every year.

I haven't found anybody who want to come to the first church of ham.. even if there is *real* meat on the end of the hook..

I listened to this conglomerate of music on the down side of a lsd trip once.. It has to be heading somewhere, or doesn't it? she's not a girl who misses much.. Martha, my dear.. Blackbird singing in the dead of night..