If you believe in "it," it's not how you die but who you are when you die.
Women! Why do you have anything to do with men? You should be dealing with forever. Hell you already are.
This whole universe is different forms of energy. Life: What you become, who you are is where your going in death and forever. I guess some people really do die.
Give and take and helping will save us.
The spoken word "work" is a good old fashion American bullshit word and the kids play on.
The only thing that works is thinking the word "Life," v/s thinking the words men and women. Who knows in thinking the word "Life" you just may find the fountain of youth.
Try to reproduce or produce oxygen from a 3D printer. Not that easy.
It's not the country's peoples who are causing the problems out there. It's there leaders, and there's Isis.
To bad we could have helped out there in universe land.
Life's not good enough for man he wanted wealth and power and fame, to hell with helping out the universe and living forever.
If the universe doesn't need help (the peoples) which I doubt, at least we tried.
You have to control yourselves, control your synopsis.
Yes folks its interesting situation: Can men stay in control of themselves long enough for mind travel to take seed and grow into reality? Read my Book and pass it on if you feel like it. God Bless.
Tuesday, May 30, 2017
Sunday, May 28, 2017
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Chapter 9 The Beginning of Breakdown Number One Page 24&25
I put the two gallon jugs in one hand, opened tack door to the apartment with the other, and locked the handle from the inside with no doubt as to my purpose. I walked through the door and slammed it shut behind me.
I had two days left of my vacation, and I still didn't have a car because I never felt the need for one. It was now approximately 4:30 in the mourning on a Saturday. I walked briskly down 10th to Fremont Street anxiety ridden, higher then a kite, the force of my delusion upon me like gale force winds in a ripe apple orchard. Once I reached Fremont, I felt some relief: it was now a straight shot to the Showboat to quit. The only thing holding me up now was time. I had four hours left to kill before the bank opened, so I could collect my savings. The jugs weren't that heavy.
Chapter 9 The Beginning of Breakdown Number One Page 24&25
I put the two gallon jugs in one hand, opened tack door to the apartment with the other, and locked the handle from the inside with no doubt as to my purpose. I walked through the door and slammed it shut behind me.
I had two days left of my vacation, and I still didn't have a car because I never felt the need for one. It was now approximately 4:30 in the mourning on a Saturday. I walked briskly down 10th to Fremont Street anxiety ridden, higher then a kite, the force of my delusion upon me like gale force winds in a ripe apple orchard. Once I reached Fremont, I felt some relief: it was now a straight shot to the Showboat to quit. The only thing holding me up now was time. I had four hours left to kill before the bank opened, so I could collect my savings. The jugs weren't that heavy.
Saturday, May 27, 2017
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Chapter 9 The beginning of Breakdown Number One page 24 continued
Now! What did I need? I hadn't much time, armies were now clashing, lives were now being lost every second! I started gathering my stuff for about ten minutes and decided that was no good. I marched into the living room.
I looked myself over. The green and white short-sleeved country shirt, leather diamond designed belt, Levis, a pair of harness boots -- this will all have to do. I didn't have time. Oh yes, I would need money. I marched into the bedroom and grabbed my bankbook off the bureau and went back to the kitchen. I put the book in a pocket. Why I reached for he two empty milk-jugs on the kitchen counter, I didn't know? I guess I figured I would need water, so I filled them up and capped them.
Chapter 9 The beginning of Breakdown Number One page 24 continued
Now! What did I need? I hadn't much time, armies were now clashing, lives were now being lost every second! I started gathering my stuff for about ten minutes and decided that was no good. I marched into the living room.
I looked myself over. The green and white short-sleeved country shirt, leather diamond designed belt, Levis, a pair of harness boots -- this will all have to do. I didn't have time. Oh yes, I would need money. I marched into the bedroom and grabbed my bankbook off the bureau and went back to the kitchen. I put the book in a pocket. Why I reached for he two empty milk-jugs on the kitchen counter, I didn't know? I guess I figured I would need water, so I filled them up and capped them.
Thursday, May 25, 2017
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Chapter 9 The Beginning of Breakdown Number One Page 24 continued
...Spread apart now they were foes; I was in the middle. Armies were moving behind them. It was clear they were at war with me in the middle! It was all up to me! I was wound up tighter then a piano string, anxiety driving me into outer space and beyond. All to save Todd; then it would be over. I got up startled and walked through the living room into the kitchen.
Chapter 9 The Beginning of Breakdown Number One Page 24 continued
...Spread apart now they were foes; I was in the middle. Armies were moving behind them. It was clear they were at war with me in the middle! It was all up to me! I was wound up tighter then a piano string, anxiety driving me into outer space and beyond. All to save Todd; then it would be over. I got up startled and walked through the living room into the kitchen.
Wednesday, May 24, 2017
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Chapter Nine Beginning of Breakdown number One page 23,24
With the dead blasting away in the living room, I found myself in the bedroom, laying on the bed and staring at my reflection in the bureau mirror. I had to get up. I couldn't believe it! President Echeverria and President Nixon were now in my expanded mixed-up mind, a foot above my head on a giant TV screen! They were talking to each other face-to-face! About what? About me? What were they saying? I couldn't hear!
Chapter Nine Beginning of Breakdown number One page 23,24
With the dead blasting away in the living room, I found myself in the bedroom, laying on the bed and staring at my reflection in the bureau mirror. I had to get up. I couldn't believe it! President Echeverria and President Nixon were now in my expanded mixed-up mind, a foot above my head on a giant TV screen! They were talking to each other face-to-face! About what? About me? What were they saying? I couldn't hear!
Tuesday, May 23, 2017
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Chapter 9 Beginning of Breakdown Number One Page 23 continued
"Mexico's got it Dad!" I said out of the blue.
"Mexico's got what?"Dad asked.
"Mexico's got the answer to life!"I said
"What do you mean the answer?"Dad asked I had nothing else to say and hung up.
I slept for eight hours and woke up feeling like shit. The two bedroom apartment was dark like a tomb, so I put the Grateful Dead on high and began to pace. It was four o'clock in the mourning by my pawnshop watch, which meant my shift was just starting at the casino. Anxiety was beginning to build. I tried to wear holes in my bedroom and living room carpets. I couldn't remember the particulars of the "I symbol as anxiety roared through me.
Chapter 9 Beginning of Breakdown Number One Page 23 continued
"Mexico's got it Dad!" I said out of the blue.
"Mexico's got what?"Dad asked.
"Mexico's got the answer to life!"I said
"What do you mean the answer?"Dad asked I had nothing else to say and hung up.
I slept for eight hours and woke up feeling like shit. The two bedroom apartment was dark like a tomb, so I put the Grateful Dead on high and began to pace. It was four o'clock in the mourning by my pawnshop watch, which meant my shift was just starting at the casino. Anxiety was beginning to build. I tried to wear holes in my bedroom and living room carpets. I couldn't remember the particulars of the "I symbol as anxiety roared through me.
Monday, May 22, 2017
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Chapter 9 Beginning of Breakdown Number One page 23 continued
"What's going on?" He asked.
"Say, Dad, are they still going to build a pipeline in Alaska?"
"Let me get Jim on the extension."
I Waited.
"What was that again, Steve?" Dad asked
"Are they still going to build a pipeline in Alaska?"
"Dave's working up there now! Why do you ask?"Jim asked (Dave's Dad).
I hesitated: I hadn't realized his son Dave was up there working. What difference did it make/ Could they understand about the very young lovers I surprised while they were kissing on the Pyramid of the Sun at the University of the Americas in Mexico?
Chapter 9 Beginning of Breakdown Number One page 23 continued
"What's going on?" He asked.
"Say, Dad, are they still going to build a pipeline in Alaska?"
"Let me get Jim on the extension."
I Waited.
"What was that again, Steve?" Dad asked
"Are they still going to build a pipeline in Alaska?"
"Dave's working up there now! Why do you ask?"Jim asked (Dave's Dad).
I hesitated: I hadn't realized his son Dave was up there working. What difference did it make/ Could they understand about the very young lovers I surprised while they were kissing on the Pyramid of the Sun at the University of the Americas in Mexico?
Sunday, May 21, 2017
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Chapter 9 Beginning of Breakdown Number One page 22 continued.
"Hi Mom!"
"Steve, how are you?"
"I don't know, can I speak with Dad?"
"Is everything a;ll right?"
"Yeah, I guess so. Could I speak with Dad?"
"Jim and Judy are visiting!"
"Let me speak to both of them -- no, Dad first."
"Okay, I'll get him!"
Boy, was I anxious. Seconds passed by like days
"Hi!' I recognized Dad"s voice immediately.
"Hi! I said.
Chapter 9 Beginning of Breakdown Number One page 22 continued.
"Hi Mom!"
"Steve, how are you?"
"I don't know, can I speak with Dad?"
"Is everything a;ll right?"
"Yeah, I guess so. Could I speak with Dad?"
"Jim and Judy are visiting!"
"Let me speak to both of them -- no, Dad first."
"Okay, I'll get him!"
Boy, was I anxious. Seconds passed by like days
"Hi!' I recognized Dad"s voice immediately.
"Hi! I said.
Thursday, May 18, 2017
East's thoughts
No folks, generally speaking, man's not big on helping, he's more of a taker. and women go with the flow.
He came into the country looking for freedom, he got it, squandered it, and turned into a mananimal, dies a guilty man. Abuse is what did it. He made it but his soul couldn't.
Closer to free: the lowest common denominator, a legit, comfortable, universal, entity, being it.
Some men always have a side to them and they'll do it again, always.
Watch out for the man who's out to prove he's more of a man then any other, he just may abuse to prove it, especially around crying babies.
Yes ladies, man's a human, he's van animal, and he's a God that's progress for the most part.
Can mind fuel itself on the environment itself as it travels?
Is he Ego more sun then anything else?
To those who can't mind travel, OK. No good people left behind. We find a way.
,
He came into the country looking for freedom, he got it, squandered it, and turned into a mananimal, dies a guilty man. Abuse is what did it. He made it but his soul couldn't.
Closer to free: the lowest common denominator, a legit, comfortable, universal, entity, being it.
Some men always have a side to them and they'll do it again, always.
Watch out for the man who's out to prove he's more of a man then any other, he just may abuse to prove it, especially around crying babies.
Yes ladies, man's a human, he's van animal, and he's a God that's progress for the most part.
Can mind fuel itself on the environment itself as it travels?
Is he Ego more sun then anything else?
To those who can't mind travel, OK. No good people left behind. We find a way.
,
Monday, May 15, 2017
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Chapter 8&9 Showboat Hotel and Casino& Beginning of Breakdown Number One Page 21&22
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I was happy at the Showboat. I was only twenty-five and most of the dealers were older. Quite a few were dealers on the strip who had lost their juice (connections) and were trying to support their once lucrative lifestyle here. It was a drop down for them, but they weren't going hungry.
Chapter 9
I've been in my apartment on 10th Street in Las Vegas for three years. I was on my two-week vacation from the Boat in mid-January, when I started to have some problems. It's 1974.
I learned bad news by phone from my mother that a friend of mine from the University of Americas in Mexico by the name of Todd Smith had been jailed in Mexico City for a drug arrest. It was interesting timing because I had a half of tab of acid in my system; I had just bought the Grateful Dead album "Wake of the Flood," and I had stopped repeating my "I" symbol and decided that I would call my parents again. I got Mom on the third ring.
Chapter 8&9 Showboat Hotel and Casino& Beginning of Breakdown Number One Page 21&22
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I was happy at the Showboat. I was only twenty-five and most of the dealers were older. Quite a few were dealers on the strip who had lost their juice (connections) and were trying to support their once lucrative lifestyle here. It was a drop down for them, but they weren't going hungry.
Chapter 9
I've been in my apartment on 10th Street in Las Vegas for three years. I was on my two-week vacation from the Boat in mid-January, when I started to have some problems. It's 1974.
I learned bad news by phone from my mother that a friend of mine from the University of Americas in Mexico by the name of Todd Smith had been jailed in Mexico City for a drug arrest. It was interesting timing because I had a half of tab of acid in my system; I had just bought the Grateful Dead album "Wake of the Flood," and I had stopped repeating my "I" symbol and decided that I would call my parents again. I got Mom on the third ring.
Sunday, May 14, 2017
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Chapter 8 Showboat Hotel and Casino page 21 continued.
I had made very few friends at the Showboat; at best I made acquaintances. I saved $3,000 that was in my Sunrise Savings Bank. I liked Las Vegas and the desert, Lake Mead ( the largest man-made lake in the world) and Mt. Charleston (nearby).
Chapter 8 Showboat Hotel and Casino page 21 continued.
I had made very few friends at the Showboat; at best I made acquaintances. I saved $3,000 that was in my Sunrise Savings Bank. I liked Las Vegas and the desert, Lake Mead ( the largest man-made lake in the world) and Mt. Charleston (nearby).
Friday, May 12, 2017
East's Thoughts
Men may be gods but that doesn't mean he's a magician.
You can be mentally sick and still sane.
Some men are high strung, and don't seem to be very willing helpers and are to quick to think, serious, irreversible mistakes are made and who's to blame?
The light intelligent's? There may be more to the suns in the centers of galaxies then thought. More then just energy, Earth and human luck: I'm in awe.
Back to the high strung emotional man: They have no reason being around crying babies, especially the quick tempered. You have to train him. Ladies: Psychosis is an awful thing, just terrible. I guess there is a way to acclemate your man, all men really. Put him in a room with a loud recording of crying babies, for however log it takes him to get used to it. If it works, so much to a host of metal disorders and piece of mind results.
You can be mentally sick and still sane.
Some men are high strung, and don't seem to be very willing helpers and are to quick to think, serious, irreversible mistakes are made and who's to blame?
The light intelligent's? There may be more to the suns in the centers of galaxies then thought. More then just energy, Earth and human luck: I'm in awe.
Back to the high strung emotional man: They have no reason being around crying babies, especially the quick tempered. You have to train him. Ladies: Psychosis is an awful thing, just terrible. I guess there is a way to acclemate your man, all men really. Put him in a room with a loud recording of crying babies, for however log it takes him to get used to it. If it works, so much to a host of metal disorders and piece of mind results.
Thursday, May 11, 2017
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Chapter 8 Showboat Hotel and Casino page 21 continued.
After a few weeks of this the pit boss was let go. He was replaced by one who seemed to share the same line of thinking I had. He saw I was trying to win, and if I was hot, he would put me on the busiest tables. If I was losing, which I did one time for a month straight, he would put me on the slower tables.
It bothered me after work when I'd lose, until I forgot it with beer, pot and loud rock and roll music.
Chapter 8 Showboat Hotel and Casino page 21 continued.
After a few weeks of this the pit boss was let go. He was replaced by one who seemed to share the same line of thinking I had. He saw I was trying to win, and if I was hot, he would put me on the busiest tables. If I was losing, which I did one time for a month straight, he would put me on the slower tables.
It bothered me after work when I'd lose, until I forgot it with beer, pot and loud rock and roll music.
Tuesday, May 9, 2017
East's Thought's
Man and women's existence lowest common denominator: Points of light; sunlight, forever watching over new life.
If everything was perfect 24/7 we'd be complaining about that.
Does the spoken word "ours" stunt psychological growth?
Man figures it out as women make the day. Were all helping the best we can. Or, women make the day so man can figure it out.
Man's (women also) are here to continue on, time doesn't stop just because he did something good. And it's onto the planets; experience, figure it out, helping, and onto the next, forever ready.
If everything was perfect 24/7 we'd be complaining about that.
Does the spoken word "ours" stunt psychological growth?
Man figures it out as women make the day. Were all helping the best we can. Or, women make the day so man can figure it out.
Man's (women also) are here to continue on, time doesn't stop just because he did something good. And it's onto the planets; experience, figure it out, helping, and onto the next, forever ready.
Monday, May 8, 2017
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Chapter 8 Showboat Hotel and Casino page 21
I must have been the fastest dealer in Las Vegas. I was sharp, but boy did I make mistakes in the early going, as was sorely pointed out by the night shift boss who watched me like a hawk. I made so many mistakes that i was fearful of losing my job. I was nervous and uncomfortable that people were betting tens and even hundreds of dollars a throw without even giving it a second thought, unlike the the Carousel were the average bet was fifty cents. I was trying so hard to win that I didn't have time to go through my mental routine, and that was driving me nuts. I couldn't wait for my fifteen minute break every forty-five to rejuvenate my crying soul.
Chapter 8 Showboat Hotel and Casino page 21
I must have been the fastest dealer in Las Vegas. I was sharp, but boy did I make mistakes in the early going, as was sorely pointed out by the night shift boss who watched me like a hawk. I made so many mistakes that i was fearful of losing my job. I was nervous and uncomfortable that people were betting tens and even hundreds of dollars a throw without even giving it a second thought, unlike the the Carousel were the average bet was fifty cents. I was trying so hard to win that I didn't have time to go through my mental routine, and that was driving me nuts. I couldn't wait for my fifteen minute break every forty-five to rejuvenate my crying soul.
Sunday, May 7, 2017
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Chapter 8 Showboat Hotel and Casino page 20 continued
I got the job at he Showboat after two months of biweekly visits to the casino manager, Pete Louis-- a man who I learned was in his late 40's had cancer of the throat and had a voice box put in. He could barely speak as he croaked out that "You have the job on the graveyard shift," after a lengthy tryout session. I was flying! Again I got what I wanted with constant persistence, I felt sorry for Mr. Louis; he was a super nice guy.
Chapter 8 Showboat Hotel and Casino page 20 continued
I got the job at he Showboat after two months of biweekly visits to the casino manager, Pete Louis-- a man who I learned was in his late 40's had cancer of the throat and had a voice box put in. He could barely speak as he croaked out that "You have the job on the graveyard shift," after a lengthy tryout session. I was flying! Again I got what I wanted with constant persistence, I felt sorry for Mr. Louis; he was a super nice guy.
Saturday, May 6, 2017
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Chapter 8 Showboat Hotel and Casino Page 20 continued
I spent most of my free time in my apartment by myself smoking pot and listening to rock on the radio, the repetition of my ball and chain thought routine growing stronger and more frequent. It never occurred to me that something might be wrong. I accepted it ass a fact of life, never giving it a second thought, although I felt certain there was some reason for it.
Chapter 8 Showboat Hotel and Casino Page 20 continued
I spent most of my free time in my apartment by myself smoking pot and listening to rock on the radio, the repetition of my ball and chain thought routine growing stronger and more frequent. It never occurred to me that something might be wrong. I accepted it ass a fact of life, never giving it a second thought, although I felt certain there was some reason for it.
Friday, May 5, 2017
East's Thoughts
This whole universe and life itself is about running for your life, to and with forever. Maybe in other universes we'll be able to rest.
It's common for american generations to trip over the "class." Whats our role in alien encounters and environments? Looks and possessions are something else. Hell of a way to go, rough.
Yes I guess it can be done:Mental control over our minds synopsis, memories and hence emotions.
Class mess here, mess out there; there has to be a better way. I guess we half to meld in with the environments themselves; the air, wind, rain., light, darkness. With mind travel what form will we take on?
Boss to employee: "Evolve on your own time!" To hell with that.
Wow! it's 5-5-17 and the world hunger famine is worse. Fly over them and drop packets, wake up!
It's common for american generations to trip over the "class." Whats our role in alien encounters and environments? Looks and possessions are something else. Hell of a way to go, rough.
Yes I guess it can be done:Mental control over our minds synopsis, memories and hence emotions.
Class mess here, mess out there; there has to be a better way. I guess we half to meld in with the environments themselves; the air, wind, rain., light, darkness. With mind travel what form will we take on?
Boss to employee: "Evolve on your own time!" To hell with that.
Wow! it's 5-5-17 and the world hunger famine is worse. Fly over them and drop packets, wake up!
Wednesday, May 3, 2017
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Chapter 8 Showboat Hotel and Casino page 20 continued.
After a few business type visits, I observed the Showboat was thriving, and they used a shoe with four decks the same as the Carousel. The dealers, all men, wore short sleeved white shirts, no tie, and they all had short hair. There were three times as many blackjack tables as there were at the Carousel, and the Showboat had two crap tables, a Keno game, a cocktail lounge and a restaurant that touted excellent food. The kicker to all this was that they were adding on more floors to their hotel. I did some quick addition in my head as I left after my first visit and realized in my excitement that I could make $1,200 a month or $14,400 a year! That wasn't chicken feed! I was now making $6,500 a year.
Chapter 8 Showboat Hotel and Casino page 20 continued.
After a few business type visits, I observed the Showboat was thriving, and they used a shoe with four decks the same as the Carousel. The dealers, all men, wore short sleeved white shirts, no tie, and they all had short hair. There were three times as many blackjack tables as there were at the Carousel, and the Showboat had two crap tables, a Keno game, a cocktail lounge and a restaurant that touted excellent food. The kicker to all this was that they were adding on more floors to their hotel. I did some quick addition in my head as I left after my first visit and realized in my excitement that I could make $1,200 a month or $14,400 a year! That wasn't chicken feed! I was now making $6,500 a year.
Tuesday, May 2, 2017
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Chapter 8 Showboat Hotel and Casino page 19 and 20
The talk was that the Showboat Hotel and Casino was a good place to work primarily because of the local Las Vegans who used the bowling ally, home of the famous Showboat Invitational Tournament televised every year. It also had a good number of senior citizens who frequented the establishment. The scuttlebutt was that it had many "Georges," big tippers, and that the dealers averaged $30.00 a shift in tips. Not bad, but the strip dealers made much more, by and large as much as $100 a night in tips alone. The Showboat paid a $ 30 salary per shift.
Chapter 8 Showboat Hotel and Casino page 19 and 20
The talk was that the Showboat Hotel and Casino was a good place to work primarily because of the local Las Vegans who used the bowling ally, home of the famous Showboat Invitational Tournament televised every year. It also had a good number of senior citizens who frequented the establishment. The scuttlebutt was that it had many "Georges," big tippers, and that the dealers averaged $30.00 a shift in tips. Not bad, but the strip dealers made much more, by and large as much as $100 a night in tips alone. The Showboat paid a $ 30 salary per shift.
Monday, May 1, 2017
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Chapter 8 Showboat Hotel and Casino Page 19 continued
I attained my own apartment on 10th Street, nothing fancy, but it was a roof over my head. It had two bedrooms, and it came furnished. I bought all I needed from pawnshops rather then retail outlets, thinking that I got a better deal. I wrote home for some of my belongings, the necessities, like my extensive album collection of' '60s' rock and roll, very important to the soul. Although I hadn't as yet bought a car, I bought a ten speed Schwinn bicycle. This was all I needed at the time.
Chapter 8 Showboat Hotel and Casino Page 19 continued
I attained my own apartment on 10th Street, nothing fancy, but it was a roof over my head. It had two bedrooms, and it came furnished. I bought all I needed from pawnshops rather then retail outlets, thinking that I got a better deal. I wrote home for some of my belongings, the necessities, like my extensive album collection of' '60s' rock and roll, very important to the soul. Although I hadn't as yet bought a car, I bought a ten speed Schwinn bicycle. This was all I needed at the time.
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