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6.21.2019

It was never time to be political, but that's all we've done and look it where....

It was never time to be political, but that's all we've done and look it where
it's gotten us. What if we tried doing the right thing? What if we took the consequences of doing the right thing, and then doing it again, and then doing it again, even if we knew we were going to fail? This is exactly what all the great souls in the history of the world have done, pleaded with us to do, died for us to do.

There is nothing left for us to lose materially except our denial and delusion. There is everything to be gained, in this process we would regain our souls. And this applies to any individual that makes the attempt.

Yes, all hope for material decency in the future is lost, James continually.....

Yes, all hope for material decency in the future is lost, James continually claims. But make no mistake. It is because we lack the only thing necessary a tiny fraction of enough living souls to save the future. Everything material necessary is available in abundance. Other than that mrs. Lincoln, how was the play?

I have read a set of real credible articles by a courageous extremely credible Yale psychologist, with other degrees in Divinity and Medicine, who pulled....

I have read a set of real credible articles by a courageous extremely credible Yale psychologist, with other degrees in Divinity and Medicine, who pulled together a range of other experts and they published the book. Bandy Lee, the dangerous case of Donald Trump.  A line that hit me was about how it struck her that he is very much the toddler, not being derisive, being clinical, the toddler that has toys and sand and soldiers in front of her and creates in Her Imagination her total world. Of course this author said it better than this but that's the gist. It struck me as very apt. He has been enabled since toddlerhood to be a toddler Tyrant and is now. He is enabled to create his own fantasy world in material world with all the lackeys around him. He imagines the reality he wants and then with his tantrums and wealth imposes it. And that of his imagination is his reality, that's as far as it goes. And we let him. We let it, I mean. Worse than that, we totally enable it. If there were ever a time that we simply turned our attention away from him, whatever it cost us, he would fold like a pitiful House of Cards.

But infinitely more likely, we will allow him to keep his fingers from the new clear buttons, and to raise his rabble mob and it will be Nazi Germany all over again.

The time for me to go is Approaching. Bitter sweet. Update.


 As announced in a post yesterday a plan today was to take in additional day in the hospital in part so that a major stress test could take place, the one day a week All you can eat Asian buffet for lunch. That completed about an hour ago.

All great souls are failures. They have all tried to save the world. They have all totally failed. Except in joy. And saving the one in a million soul.

Saving lives? It is way too late for that. Saving Souls is the only responsible thing to do.


The material future is hell. Ecocide is certainty. Bear no more children. The Young Ones must be our priority.


We didn't choose ecocide. We chose happiness instead of joy, and the result is ecocide.


Thanks to so many good folks James is able to fight another day. Dodged another bullet. No Medicare, no James.


Thanks to my brothers  John Hevy and Bill Fletcher and you that Put Your Hearts under my wings and lifted me, and Medicare, and really good folks in the medical system here, James is here to fight another day.
I hope that the lesson to be learned here was, James, with this scar tissue in your belly, and now is the time when it starts to grab small intestine, shoe, Man, chew. Nothing smaller than piece of dust gets into your stomach. Pulverize it first. There may be more to it than that, maybe I would need to radically restrict my activity and my need for calories but that's a price I'm loath to pay.

In an abundance of caution, and with financial help from a brother, last night was spent in the hostel and again tonight. Today I will resume my once per week all you can eat Asian buffet, yep. It's a necessary part of the health of this mission. My intention is to pulverized like crazy and take more time. And to see how things go. Stress test if you will in a relatively safe environment. If that goes well as I expect it will then tomorrow normal routine will resume.

It is unfortunate. I seem to be hitting my stride in terms of my micro ability to help some soul here or there, at just the time they body gets more vulnerable. When I can no longer justify the resources I consume based on what hope for the world I might be, it's time to go. But that doesn't seem to be yet.