Zen Jurisprudence

As the Buddhist lawyer said,

A journey of a thousand miles begins with…   …   … a little slip and fall.

That little quip just kinda popped into my brain and I thought I’d use it to fill space in a bored writer’s weekend.  Nah hah!!  No such luck!  So now I have to tell you the whole story.

Sometimes, in my punny madness, I ‘google’ random word combinations.  Too much free time on my hands, I guess.  “Okay”, I thought, “I wonder if anyone else has used the phrase ‘zen jurisprudence’.  Let’s check”.  So I checked; and found this:   in the serendipity folder…   …   …of The Manila Times!

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Friday, May 12, 2006

Mystic Dwarves and Jurisprudence

Just when you think you’ve heard or seen it all, comes….

Mystic Dwarves Did Not Warn Judge He Would Be Fired

MANILA (May 3) – A Philippine judge who claimed he could see into the future and admitted consulting imaginary mystic dwarfs has asked for his job back after being fired by the country’s Supreme Court.

“They should not have dismissed me for what I believed,” Florentino Floro, a trial judge in the capital’s Malabon northern suburb, told reporters after filing his appeal.

Floro was sacked last month and fined $780 after a three-year investigation found he was incompetent, had shown bias in a case he was trying and had criticized court procedure, a ruling showed.

He told investigators that three mystic dwarfs — Armand, Luis and Angel — helped him carry out healing sessions during breaks in his chambers.

The Supreme Court said it was not within its expertise to conclude that Floro was insane, but agreed with the court clinic’s finding that he was suffering from psychosis.

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Think that’s the end of the story?  Then read on… … ….

It seems the ‘ever-vigilant’ Judge Florentino really cares about his reputation with the Mystic Dwarf Liberation Front and writes the following to the Portland, OR, housewife-blogger, again, below:

At 4:36 AM, Blogger Judge Florentino V. Floro, Jr. said…

Freedom of Religion in Philippine Judiciary

Just sayin hello, and Thanks for writing on my case. I deeply appreciate that I had been known in the far, far other side of our world. May I please AIR MY SIDE to your reports.

California Justice William Bedsworth and San Francisco prominent lawyer Kevin Underhill wrote on this:




I am Judge Florentino V. Floro, Jr. (a Regional Trial Court Judge of Br. 73, Malabon, NCJR, Metro Manila, REPUBLIC OF THE PHILIPPINES). My physical address is 123 Dahlia, Alido, Malolos, 3000 Bulacan, Philippines. My E-mail Address is:
judge_florentino_v_floro@yahoo.com; my telephone number is (044) 662-82-03, digitel, Philippines.

In today’s broken world of materialism, atheism, skepticism, pure science and Satanism, man’s continuous search for truth and justice, the ONE, TRUE, GOOD and the BEAUTIFUL, for Hope, is endless. Because of the transcendental and spiritual value of the Gifts of Spiritual Healing and Prophecy (Corinthians, St. Paul), may I please share with you my true-to-life endowment of these TWIN gifts from the AMEN, the Faithful and True, the King of Peace, the Highest Priest according to the Order of Melchisedeck, The Alpha & Omega, the King of Judges, Magistrates, gods and of our hears.

May I share with you my documentary on the subject:
The Philippine “HEALING / PSYCHIC JUDGE” – 70 minutes Philippine Television Documentary uploaded on http://www.youtube.com — type judge floro, in the upper search and click/enter; or just click the following:


Judge Florentino V. Floro Jr., “Healing Judge” Part 1 of 6 – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wECTKjkkZLs&search=judge%20floro

On April 6, 2006, the Philippine Supreme Court RELIEVED (separated – it did not dismiss) me from judicial service, and paid me 3 years backwages, by reason of PSYCHOSIS, a medical incapacity – because I allegedly believed in dwarves, angel of death, inflicting sicknesses, healing, prophecy, psychic phenomena and (in writing) predicted the downfall of 13th Philippine President Joseph Estrada (on December, 1998) who was ousted by people power on January 20, 2001.
[Vide: Court Decision penned by M. Justice Minita Viray-Chico Nazario, 75 pages, March 31, 2006 in: A.M. No. RTJ-99-1460 http://www.supremecourt.gov.ph/jurisprudence/2006/mar2006/A.M.%20No.%20RTJ-99-1460.htm.

TRUTH: I never used the word “DWARVES” in any DECISION, and I never consulted any imaginary dwarf to pen my decisions; my detractors submitted these false evidence or lies to replace me with their political candidate; what I do believe in is: a) in the so-called (my) SPIRIT GUIDES or PROTECTORS: LUIS, is the KING OF ALL KINGS of ELEMENTALS/spirits worldwide (I opine due to his lights, violet and white); and b) he is GOD’s ANGEL (Genesis, Exodus, etc.) – what St. Paul teaches: Gifts of the Holy Spirit, Prophecy and Spiritual Healing. I am GIFTED; I never tried to develop my psychic powers, since these are God’s GIFTs to me – TO HEAL and TO PROPHESY.


Judge Floro

So here’s my question:  Who should I call first?  My step-brother, the ace public defender?  Or my natural brother, who’s as mad as The Hatter?  ‘Cause it seems to me The Judge is bonkers!!

So in your best Buddhist manner, please meditate on this over the weekend, and get back to me as soon as you can.  Obviously I’ll need some advice.  But from whom?


And Finally…   …   …what does “THE VESTERVAG” have to do with anything!!

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Letters, We Get Letters…

Shoulda thought about it months ago.

They are the best of me!!  My comments:  the correspondence to other bloggers that make the whole blogging endeavor worthwhile.  And they’re sprinkled around on other peoples’ blogs.  “What hath God wrought”, he thought, clear as a Bell.  [Shit!!  There he goes again.]

Or maybe I’m just wasting your time; regurgitating leftovers from s poor writer’s  pantry.  Thyme will tell, said Rosemary with sprinkle of zest.

Stop!!  Stop!!  You’re killing me.

Like this interchange between Maesha and yours’ truly:

On Death

by #Maesha

Seanmháthair told me that death should come with the same relief I feel when I flop down exhausted on my bed after a really intense race. She said if it didn’t, then I must not have worked my life hard enough. She asked me to imagine the restlessness one might experience laying in a bed from which it was impossible to rise. I guess it pays to work like mad in this life because, in some sense, it would be really nice to someday be able to actually enjoy being dead. My Mamó was such a card.

TD’s response:

Been dead!  Life’s much more fun.  Even when my arthritic hands are throbbing and my paralyzed right side makes me walk like Boris Karloff doing the Kazatski in a death camp

I like living.  But I’m very sure the Black Angel, who awaits us all, will recognize me from the last time.  I’ll be his tickle-bone, and we’ll go on laughing together.  For Ever.

What else should I say to Maesha.  Or write her yourself at http://maeshashannon.com/2013/04/01/on-death-2/comment-page-1/#comment-259

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On Death

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The Monomyth: Here and Back Again

The Monomyth:  My Here and Back Again

I realize where my struggles with Life, and Death, are leading me. The classic adventure: The Hero’s Journey. I’ve walked road before. Bilbo‘s road. Frodo‘s road. Their stories are already told. At age 70, once again I go forth. Between “Then” and “Next” is the Great Beyond; from which no one returns.
Frankly, I don’t even know what that means. When I get there… … …and when I get THERE… … …I’ll let you know.

—  If I know how to. —

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Relatively, Al

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Life and Death; and Klezmer

This is the kind of band that would have been playing at my maternal grand-parents wedding. Probably.  I wasn’t there.

In the 1890’s, one didn’t invite ones’ grand-children to ones’ wedding.  Nowadays, you could invite anyone.  Anything goes.  Nowadays.

Those are parenthetical statements.   Not related to anything meaningful; just “filler”.  Its just my writing “style”.  My shrink makes all her money listening to this “style”.  I’m so glad I don’t have to listen to this shit day after day like I used to.  Not any more.

The only thing that my therapist hates…   …   ….

[and she hates no one.    She “accepts” everyone.  Some day, I should test her to see what the limits of her tolerance are.  I know she “accepts” all my deviant excesses.  I’ve tried and tried, but she just smiles, and says I’m okay.

Okay??  Okay????  After all these years of thinking myself weird?  Eccentric?  And all she can say is, “You’re okay”?  What the H— am I paying her for?  I could get that god-damned $0.01 book from Amazon.com to tell me that!!

And that’s another thing.  You can get the book itself for $0.01, but its $3.25 for the shipping!!!  That really pisses me off!!

And that’s another thing.  They’re still selling that silly book, “I’m Okay, You’re Okay“.  Thirty years!  I’m okay, you’re okay.  I’m okay, you’re okay.  I’m okay, you’re okay.  Thirty years!!!  Wouldn’t you think there’d be, like, a Second Edition.  A Foreword.   Something.  SOMETHING!!!!

Christ in heaven, it makes me so fucking mad!!!]

Where was I??  Oh!!  Klezmer.  Give me a sec.  I’ll be right back!!

This is not the way I wanted to start the new year.  Maybe I’ll try again tomorrow.


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Educational Reform

I don’t know about you, but I think the quality of signage in America is deteriorating at an alarming rate.  “No Shoes.  No Shirt.  No Service” used to be de riguer.   Last week, the waiter at Denny’s took me and my grand-kids aside to show me his new nipple clamp!!  Apres le deluge, I say!

The furniture store across the street from my therapist’s office has been “going out of business” for eleven years.  Should I help her get a good deal on a sofa, get it reupholstered, or get off the couch and make decisions for myself.   Therapy is a divan institution, isn’t it!

And what exactly is the implication here?

Across the bridge where I get the Metro, I can see this sign:

At first I thought I a was a pervert, ’cause I remembered “humping” as something we did deep into the Canarsie swamplands of Brooklyn on the rare days that Hank Shapiro got his dad’s car and Trina O’Sullivan would do her little dance for the astonished Yeshiva-boys like me who thought she was God’s gift to puberty.

I thought “humps” were activities teenaged boys resorted to they couldn’t get their pants, let alone themselves, off.

When did bumps become “humps”.

And what should we make of this sign?  Is it a warning that you’ve eaten too many Big Mac‘s and have to make a bee line to the crapper?

I had real problems with this sign.  My “critical” side kept saying, “Shouldn’t it be obvious that Germans aught-to-bahn this disgraceful digestive act?”   “But many will still forgive me, especially those living in the Black Forest“, his better self re–torted.

Yes; signs can be educational and informative.  Even humorous, if you have a mind for these things.  For example, here’s a Tour De France road sign describing Lance Armstrong‘s career in 2012:

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Bobby “Blue” Bland

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Who Will The Next Fool Be?

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Returning To Form – A Musical ChillOut

I’ve got to get back to my writing.  But not the way I was doing it before.  Follow me as we enjoy…   …   …music, friends, good food and drink…   …   …Life.

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