Diary of a [Corporeal] Madman!” p. 32

(32) I’m OK; You’re OK = I’m a Counselor; you’re a counselor (i.e.: I counsel you sometimes; you counsel me sometimes) . . . we all need a little counseling sometimes, DON’T YOU THINK? ((:) “Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” Heb. 11:1 “Everything & everything that is nothing, All, manifest & unmanifest is an imaginary point.” : J 3/18/2015 Dear “Concerned” (lol) Reader: IF you (are) around when it might be attempted, please don’t let my physical body be put, or kept, on artificial Life Support . . . Thanks, (signed) J Samuel Davis 3/18/2015 p.s.: Cremation is Much preferred too. IF, When you are finished with interacting with another, and they feel good, like when they say, “I feel good,” then , perhaps, it might mean that you have been a good counselor (It certainly will NOT mean that you have to feel good, but, hopefully, you MIGHT OR you could . . . feel good. When you write, & you think you’re writing, & if you share what you write & someone might say “Gosh, that sounds like poetry, may be it is . . . poetry . . . and maybe that writing is something that could be THE INTENT, The Presentation of Artistic Design i(n) What ARE Perceived to be Spiritual MODES. Autobiography of a Yogi: “The dual scales of Maya “balance every joy with a grief.” – – – Sri Yukteswar (Giri) to Mukunda: “IF ever you find me falling from a state of God Realization, please promise to put my head in your lap & help to bring me back to The Cosmic Beloved we both worship.” ๐Ÿ™‚


Just a quick note for anyone reading this: PLEASE DO NOT be concerned how my physical body is disposed of at physical death. Although I certainly did in 2015, a little over 3 years ago, it DOES NOT MATTER TO ME ANY LONGER. No one knows how to dispose of physical bodies! EXCEPT – those that are SURE THEY DO! (L. O. L.) “What a physical body really is and what can or should be done with it is beyond anyone; as far as anyone can scientifically determine, the body is not even solid in some sense – it is just a perceptual construct, flowing, mutating, growing cells and releasing old cells to The Wind! And cells are certainly not the smallest particles! There always appears to be something smaller, making up even what we perceive to be the smallest, and so goes it – into eternity, The Infinite Smallness and Largeness – Quite beyond any mind’s ability to comprehend. The Mystery is Unfathomable . . . and Laughable!” 

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    Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)