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Today I revised all 3 pages of
my LSD period (1967-1973) remembrances,
repairing spelling errors; for some reason I have often spelled "Albert Hofmann" as "Albert Hoffman".
I also added a few expansive or clarifying sentences and links to websites,
such as the Ram Dass Home Page, where Ram
Dass is in the hospital after a fall that broke a hip. Ram Dass features an ape-like "Ass-id Head"
logo in the upper right hand corner of his home page, so the weather pattern over Wichita today
seems to feature an ape's tongue extending into the Wichita area, as if the ape meant
to taste of my psychedelic remembrance web pages, if not of psychedelics themselves.
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Well, there you go, from the Beatles White Album: Helter Skelter at year's end. Note
that this fits the LSD theme mentioned above, showing Puff the Magic Dragon at the end of
the Helter Skelter slide with his head looking into Kansas from neighboring Missouri.
Music: Helter Skelter from the White Album by the Beatles. |


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See Wikipedia on Comets [Links/Comets in 2008 and 2009, Books], and Comet Chasing Sky Hound.
Music: Thinking is the Best Way to Travel by the Moody Blues. |

Screwed at the end of time... To the left we have some human fibroblasts that have become senescent at the end
of a human life, as described in Senescence Info. These happen to be some of the better examples of mythically imaging material at the
cellular level, seeming to project mystic or mythical images reminiscent of the cloud cover
and planetary surface images we have been examining in the Weather Visions series.However, I think I recognize my own mythology in the mythic image involving a screw connecting Kansas and Oklahoma. This December 2008 I have played "Jacob Morley" with mine, the fellow from A Christmas Carol festooned with chain links in the classic by Charles Dickens. In April a black cage went up around my church, something to remind you of "Boxing Day", the day after Christmas. At the same time the management seemed to throw in the Devil in the form of a Youth Group leader with a Van Dyke. This made me feel a bit like a caged Christian managed by Muslim jailers, so that I left. Of course, there were other excuses for these things, but my departure made me seem a bit like "Jacob Morley" when I bugged out on May 4, 2008, preferring to emphasize hearth and home again. The caged ape April Fool joke was hard to take. The bald fellow in the cloud image looks like my best friend from church Sam Knecht, also from electrical engineering and the microprocessor-based products industry, who seems to be examining the screw, which reminds me of the CD-rom of music I sent him this year in a Christmas card. Sam generously got me a DVD player for Christmas, but got "Scrooged" when his Christmas present was just the thing that screws round and round. I'll have to make it up to Sam and Mary after New Year's Day. Incidentally, not all guys with Van Dykes make me nervous, though none of them look like the jaws I trust to grip my tender flesh. |