Hog on, brother. You got good stuff to say.

Berkeley explained all this when he said "There is nothing in heaven or earth as sweet as a tight, greased-up young boy."
Since this was a time of much greater church influence than we have today, that got carefully reworked by a team of monks into :

"Blah blah blah, blabdy-blab blah blah, something, blah blah, - it is evident the supposition of external bodies is not necessary for producing our ideas; since it is granted they are produced sometimes, and might possibly be produced always, in the same order we see them in at present, without their concurrence, blah, blah, give us your money, blah..."

Also, Berkeley's whole argument for god was that since stuff exists when no one if perceiving it, then there must be an infinite god perceiving that stuff always, keeping it in existence by his perception.
This is fucking stupid, `cause it implies that Berkeley would be able to tell if something didn't exist whether or not he himself was perceiving it, which he just claimed no human can do. What was he doing, peeking?

`Course, Dave Lee Roth said it all best when he said " Whauuuuuuoooogh!"

I'm hoggn' this thing, ain't I.
Dong go be quiet, now.

Ladies and Gents: dong_resin! He sings, he dances, he philosophizes...and funny too.

P.S. Berkeley's argument that nothing can be percieved by the senses other than sensations, and since our senses are the only means by which we can discern reality, we can not know what is truly real, has a small snag.

Wasn't this guy a bishop? If Berkeley could not truly know if he has two eyes or twelve, then he why was he so sure God exists?

"Stewardess, I speak Jive."

In this chunk of Berkeley's larger question (whether or not there really is a world that exists when we are not perceiving it, and whether or not the world when we are perceiving it resembles our perception of it), he's suggesting that our external bodies are probably like the sensations they produce, the image we have of them, rather than some unknown form, because that image explains the sensation's nature of existence.

Since we feel like we have two eyes, we probably do, even if we might be incapable of perceiving our true, real life heads, (due to a limit of our senses). Heads which could all look like big, paper mache versions of Lionel from the Jeffersons, or something.
Or :
Bodies appear as they do, because that's probably how they really are, because why else would they produce the suggestion that they're like that.

Of course, in the next paragraph, he seems to go on to suggest that all of this might not be the case, since he doesn't get how the body can effect spirit (mind), so there may not be any body at all, so watch out.

I don't read a lot of philosophy, so I don't run into a whole lot of Berkeley, but two things are certain :

(a) He smoked the dope of two SnoopDoggs, and
(b) The Matrix would have made this guy shit an armadillo.