In this case I had just been viewing the Party Administration page peacock tail construction for the 1967 North High Class Reunion in 2007 before clicking in to this sight, featuring a bird with its tongue hanging out, Rolling Stones style, showing some tail feathers.

This image appeared while I was reviewing and updatingmy longevity file in (7), the section on telomerase activators. Today I referred to "the immortal phenotype" associated with a telomerase-activated cell for the first time, following Geron nomenclature. Above a mask-like form to the northeast of Kansas commends a pill (probably an astragalus extract, cycloastragenol, or astragaloside IV) to the horse's mouth in profile over the state facing toward the East coast. Play Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds. Now I am where "rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies". As a matter of fact, I just had two marshmallow pies for breakfast this morning, August 15, 2007, after my last telomerase-activation treatment for the month. However, I can't say I recommend marshmallow pies for longevity...but some friends gave me 4 of them, and I was pleased to wolf them down anyway.

(30c) Wild Goose Chase over Wichita Bottom.

August 27, 2007: Today I saw an unusual ghost from the street hanging out over Wesley Medical Center's big knocker logo on its tower. The cloud resembled Donald Duck, with a strained look on his Duckburg face, showing him with big tits hanging directly over the big knocker logo of the hospital, but with a big beautiful bottom in back with some clouds rilled up to put an extra shine on it. A cloudy dagger had formed between the duck's tits. This was the main amazing thing about it to me. I wondered what it meant. Perhaps Wesley keeps any new she male dames for just a short time before breaking their hearts. It certainly looked less like a sign of satisfaction than the "Scientology" or sign-tall-orgy logo suggests. Actually, I'm inclined to believe that it was advice to wear a tie while visiting inner facilities of Wesley Medical Center.

A day or two earlier, I was walking out of the WSU AblahLibrary in new shoes, one of which hurt my feet. I lookedup, and a cloud directly overhead had assumed the formof a Jayhawk with one booted foot stuck out, as if thefoot was in pain. Its the Fiddler on the Roof experience.

This may be connected with the Tao Te Ching, the "Tao" Teaching. Coincidentally, I put a reference to Psychedelic Prayers by Timothy Leary (based on the Tao Te Ching) into my recollections on psychedelics from 1967-1973. Timothy Leary and I both got master's degrees from "WSU": in his case at Washington State University in psychology, in my case at Wichita State University in electrical and computer engineering. The "Tao Te Ching" teaching is "psychedelic" because it can "delete the psyche" when a god turns into a she male goddess as a result of shag-a-delic play, an activity which LSD, a psychedelic trigger, renders as more vividly sensual. Men may seek to turn into women during an unpopular war, which might coincide with increased popularity of psychedelic triggers for this sort of transformation, when the name changes from god-type to goddess-type, for example, from John to "Rosemary", accomplishing a transformation of "psyche". Then older men not subject to the draft may communicate the "Tao Te Ching" to younger ones about to be devoured by the war machine. The Tao Doctrine is communicated by the forces of nature in cloudy weather visions, even.

September 16, 2007: After watching a TV special on Pearl Harbor on DVD I went outside and a distant set of lips had formed in the south reminding me of my mother, and to the West near the setting sun a large cloudy frigate bird had appeared with a torpedo strapped to its underbelly. I was picking up another "I see you, do you see me" signal from the Our Father Which Art in Heaven Magical Mystery Tour system. It reminds me of Lost in Love by the Air Supply: "I figured it out...what I needed was someone to show me..." Earlier in the year, I saw a DVD featuring a mother alligator with a baby alligator in her mouth. On a subsequent walk around the block 15 minutes later, the sky clouded up with an sharply detailed image of a mother alligator with a baby alligator in her mouth that was looking directly at me, as she was, from above. I think perhaps I picked up the cosmic sentinel in the cloud cover (Big Al) from being a writer with a resume who required rescue and reinstallation quite a bit. "It started so E-Z...You want to carry on...Carry on..."

You see - a Midwest Stomping Cock (with a Torpedo Pecker?) and Cornhusker Balls. Perhaps this is a I-see-your-bird-testimony, here-is-a-bird response to my last story. Perhaps this means that the coming thing is the Equinox Cock, as indicated by the equation-sign lakes over the cock's head. This year the Autumnal Equinox is on September 23, 2007. At this time Orion arises in the east early in the morning in his C/π arc of stars like a proud Phoenix from Rosh Hassanah to Yom Kippur, when Orion's wing-robe body seems to stand erect.