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2024-12-13 12:29:29 +0000 UTC View Post
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This is a Maryland region mushroom I found in the month of J..
This is a Maryland region mushroom I found in the month of July, 2023.
2023-07-31 14:06:01 +0000 UTC View PostI should have made this one into tea!
I should have made this one into tea!
2023-07-29 14:22:02 +0000 UTC View PostThis is a Maryland region mushroom I found in the month of J..
This is a Maryland region mushroom I found in the month of July, 2023.
2023-07-27 14:04:02 +0000 UTC View PostThis is a Maryland region mushroom I found in the month of J..
This is a Maryland region mushroom I found in the month of July, 2023.
2023-07-25 14:00:16 +0000 UTC View PostThis is a Maryland region mushroom I found in the month of J..
This is a Maryland region mushroom I found in the month of July, 2023.
2023-07-23 13:42:21 +0000 UTC View PostPeople are People. I’m meaning in the absolute definition, w..
People are People. I’m meaning in the absolute definition, which the bounds are limited by every person as Physical and Logical observation of Truth occurred in Time.
Let:
Tr = Truth (The 3rd dimension)
LO = Logical Observation (Half of the ability to perceive 2ed dimension)
PO = Physical Observation (Half of the ability perceive 2ed dimension)
Ti = Time (Time dimension)
It = Source (The 1st dimension)
Tr ≃ Ti(MO+PO)
There are bounds to each dimension, definable by a Human as above. I am never able to perceive Truth without mental and physical strain. That strain feels as if a degradation of my Body. This seems to happen with the passage of Time, but I am unable to be certain that is the Truth.
Using the equation in practice, I define words. The bounds for the word “People” can be debated but the Truth of what “People” are does not change. The body of a person may end, shrivel up and die, but that does not change the definition of the word “People”. There are those that argue the bounds in which the word “People” occupies: such People whom practice medicine and those whom practice law. The bounds of Words in Truth do not change but may differ based on each persons MO and PO. When I use the word “People” each person may have their own piece of Truth of what the word “People” mean. Theoretically, everyone should be closer to the same definition after significant Physical and Mental life experience. But Clarity of the mind and Body in any given Time produces the results a person may choose to Act on. People have different Physical limitations in their means to experience this Exposure to Experience. People have different Physical and Mental limitations. I don’t believe those limits to be astronomically different between people, as we are all Human; thus share in the Human Experience. I hold my stance on each and every person, including exact genetical clones, have distinct individual differences of those mentioned capacities. An exact genetic clone can not have occupied all the spaces the originator of the genes has existed and even if such a feat possible the Time would be different; Thus, the experience resulting would be different.
The Magic of America’s Elected Sovereign Putting all the T..
The Magic of America’s Elected Sovereign
Putting all the Toxicities created from Freedoms and Liberties afforded by the Privacy of the Mixing Pot and fed to the Sovereign individual who rules the State creates the “蛊” of America. Where there is no stronger Mental poison held by anyone than that which is contained within the Elected Sovereign’s mind.
Mud People: There is no land for me to work; Thus, I am no ..
Mud People:
There is no land for me to work; Thus, I am no Reaper of my own Destiny. Woe am I, continual Sinner, for I continue to walk this Earth knowing when I take to sustain myself: I must take from another. I provide the services of my body, to take from those whom have too much. My work I provide, while not the work of a hoe, provides me with the minimum of food. Should I then decide to Sleep Eternal, to-the-public is the fee to clean my body from the streets.
Dear Maxwell, The door to the Safe of some of my fondest me..
Dear Maxwell,
The door to the Safe of some of my fondest memories has been opened. In my spotted and fractured mind you blessed me with your presence, as a memory of a past from Seven years prior. After I relived our Joust I became capable of reveling our Act. Every moment is of perfect clarity; Further, I enjoyed a relief as for the first time in 14 years I were able to experience the Blinding Clarity of The Past.
Although our encounters were brief, I think of you as a great Man. I had never had a Ribbing so Proper in my life. To this day I believe you, Maxwell, to be an exemplar example of Masculinity and Discipline. I beg Upon the Heavens that you nurture the Fractured Minds I have witnessed manifest your greatness. As I evermore desire to Joust, in another Time and another Place.
Until we cross again,
Amere Mortalis
Dans le présent, il n'y a pas de personne responsable, seule..
Dans le présent, il n'y a pas de personne responsable, seulement une personne qui assume la responsabilité.
2023-04-21 04:13:41 +0000 UTC View PostEarlier today I laid on the ground. As I laid there I were r..
Earlier today I laid on the ground. As I laid there I were reminded, “Not a single person is able to support themselves in their entirety, as the rocks and gravel beneath our bodies support our weight.”
2023-04-08 00:56:22 +0000 UTC View PostWhich picture feels more correct for the following post? Fi..
Which picture feels more correct for the following post?
Figments of Allotted Time
When time drips from the hourglass that is my soul I feel as if my life saturated in Value. My body is under duress. I have a solution. I possess myself of all of my worth to think, “What is the value of my remaining granules of time?”
Time has no-value as a Soul has no-value exactly as the time my soul passes through the Aether has no-value. Living is the manifestation of priceless Moments I have defiled by assigning Value. I sell these moments to myself to buy time for my body to live through duress.
I have bought a physical position in my life with my Moments which allows me to reap seemingly infinite time. The time I now have allows me to repay Myself. Grains pour into my Hourglass. I defile my Moments once again, “Perhaps I may live forever in eternal life.”
In the back of my mind I know the Truth as I have always known, that “I shall Rest In Peace.“
Verlieren durch Zögern Wenn mein Verstand sich fragt, frage..
Verlieren durch Zögern
Wenn mein Verstand sich fragt, frage ich mich, ob diese Gedanken meine eigenen sind.
Welchen Weg bin ich gegangen?
Habe ich die Kraft, zu meiner Basis zurückzukehren?
Erinnere ich mich an den Heimweg?
Wenn ich etwas zu sagen habe, atme ich leise hinter meinen Augen.
Wo habe ich meine Worte hingelegt?
Habe ich die Fähigkeit zu sprechen?
Erinnere ich mich, wo meine Worte sind?
Wenn ich etwas tun möchte, bin ich unter meiner Haut von einer anderen umhüllt.
Was umhüllt meinen Bewegungswillen?
Habe ich eine Flucht?
Erinnere ich mich an den Ausgang?
Infatuation with The Senses One day when I was playing hide..
Infatuation with The Senses
One day when I was playing hide-and-go-seek with my cousin once removed when I encountered an anomaly. I shall recount the story to you.
I turned to count, my face to the wall, then something strange happened. I got bored. I got bored of counting. I turned around and decided I would hunt for my cousin when I no longer felt bored. In my Boredom I became fascinated with the closet to my right. This closet is too small for an ordinary adult to fit inside. It was then I experienced the Divine or the Hellacious. The walls to this closet are only six inches deep; but somehow, A massive creature climbed down from the ceiling of the closet and stood on the floor. This creature was a reflective warp-of-light twisting the space around It. After a moment the ambiguous-reflective-warping-amalgamation creature took shape. The visage this creature took shape into was my cousin once removed but she had an extra set of arms she was using in tandem with her legs to keep her form upright.
“My…” I said as I reached over to pet the creature on its head. “Finally,” I thought. I have something to appease my boredom.
The creature snapped at me: I heard the creature's teeth gritting completely identically as I've heard my cousin do before.
“Don’t touch me.” The creature said.
“Can I, just a little?”
The creature stared directly at me. I proceeded to frown in response.
“You aren't scared?” Said the creature.
“Not particularly.”
[beat]
“Ask me anything.” Said the creature.
“Where is my cousin hiding?”
“Not… world peace or money. How about lotto-ticket numbers?”
“Nope.”
“Alrighty then. The attic.”
“How do you know?”
“I was just there.”
I ran to the door.
“Wait.” says the creature. I stand at the doorway remaining looking forward. “I like you.” The creature returns into the reflective-amalgamation while phasing into the floor. And I, of course, ran to find my cousin to become the best Seeker ever.
Unboxing Day The goblet conjured is full of Red. To whom is..
Unboxing Day
The goblet conjured is full of Red.
To whom is this vengeance deserved?
Myself, for the ultimate betrayal.
For when I drink my vengeance, so did I: pay the tithe.
This sword hung upon the wall backwards.
To whom is this vengeance deserved?
My friends, who never existed.
For when people slayed my trust, so did they: remove their hearts.
This hatchet unearthed smells of rot and rust.
To whom was this vengeance deserved?
A man, who no longer lives.
For when he struck me dead, so did he: lose his head.
I visited an Elder today. When I think about today, I get wo..
I visited an Elder today. When I think about today, I get worried that I didn't behave perfectly; yet, I prepared for pretty much all outcomes. No, this is not how I decided to move my life forward. I had made a decision on October 13th 2021 that I would not attempt to predict the future outcomes. I decided that I would let myself enjoy life by being able to respond to challenges in ways much closer to my Heart.
My visit was supposed to Show I am reclaiming all of myself: Body, Mind, and also Spirit. I did not Direct the Show thoroughly. I lack self-discipline. I will not be the Monster with a Foreign Heart, despite my physical discrepancies; Although, I so easily revert back to my physical limitations of my weak damaged heart. My rigidity and stubbornness need to be reinforced; Or, I will have no Walls for my Home amongst the Field of Paradise. The Crux of my problem lay within my chest. Should I Hold the Hope of my heart to regenerate through the power of Spirit? I have Spent eighteen years with this damage inside my Body; Perhaps, If I Spend another eighteen years Strong Of Heart I shall be healed. I must Act then perhaps I may feel entitled to Direct.
If I choose not to be a monster then I should not provoke people, including the mentors of my past. I choose to give gifts to the Elder’s followers and a formal gift to the Elder. I Rode the line of acceptability. From the start, my Plan was flawed. I was told by the followers that they, “had not received the voicemail predating my visit.” In truth, I had no proof the followers had or had-not received my voicemail: thus I should have concluded to call again before appearing. I could have saved myself some Face by planning more concretely.
My gifts were accepted, unbegrudgly. I Scraped by several conversations with the followers with a somewhat-professional verb set but I did not Fool the Elder. To the Elder’s trained eyes, I have remained the naturalist social giant who is carelessly squishing the public under my Foot to get my desires. And despite my growth as a person I have refused to Burn this behavior. I earned myself a Level of distrust with the Elder rather than “?”. I didn’t even plan the favorable outcome I Wished to Direct, such slothful behavior. Such slothful behavior could also be seen as disrespect… Woe is me.
What is sentience? I am plagued with the notion that creatin..
What is sentience? I am plagued with the notion that creating a sentient AI is possible. I am further plagued with the idea that in order for robot(s) to become sentient in parallel to human sentience, to be recognized by humanity as obtaining sentience, the robot(s) would need to be capable of reproduction. Robots would need to be capable of playing the game humanity has played with: Humanity, The Animal Kingdom and Mother Earth; or at least capable of making the choice to play.
What is this game “sentient” people play? In a game the facade of choice is present. My belief is that choice is not truly present and that at birth if a person would like to stay in perfect mental clarity and maintain “good” morals such as a life without shame or greed then death is imminent if not instantaneous. Some selfishness is necessary for survival. Close to death is an infant who will not cry to be fed nor speak upon maturity to maintain livable income.
Of course there is the strangity of a human(myself) having the need to relearn how to act with “sentience” I should and was inherently born with. I can explain: I had the need to restore my humanity after being defiled into, what should have been, my eternal stillness. I reached a near complete stillness by the means of destruction of my will through constant intentional opposites of my will. I was asked questions in which I answered genuinely of my will. Then was given and had physicality onto me opposite my explicitly and honestly expressed will. This filled my spirit with light and experience beyond my years(as my brain and body were not developed enough to want in order to be capable of voicing a request of the unsaid actions upon my body) in what was only several hours. The Shell of my flesh which is the House of my mind was unable to house my newfound emotional knowledge. I became still until I made arrangements to continue moving until I could comprehend my new wealth of information. I used my will and the will of others(alive and dead) to power myself until I could retake my body. I kept living under this deal to keep living in order to restore myself to sustainability then my sustained humanity. I was living but I was not playing the game of humanity, therefore in the grand scheme of existence I was a non-“sentient” human. To be capable of writing as I do now is my proof that I finally re-learned how to play this game humanity plays.
I am playing games again. I am enjoying living again. Games have been an essential part of my life. Perhaps this dependency on games is an addiction. Perhaps life and existence is nothing more than a game: politics, negative feedback loops of obscenities for reproduction, the mundane tasks of self-sufficiency. Maybe sentience is nothing more than a cellular level of trickery to do the not quite most efficient state of being. How strange mobile life must be to independent cells. The cancerous selfishness from singular life infects us mobile life; yet, without such urges sentient people(s) cease to remain in a loop of sustainability and devolve into remains. Without the trickery of the self into convoluted “games”, mentioned prior, then life has no chaos: no differentiation from the most efficient paths, no anxiety of the unknown because all is known and definable. This trickery of games allow humanity to in-effectively spend the gift that is my mobility on non-reproductive needs; yet, social status is important determinant for human reproduction and may be as equal in value to the physical necessities thus spending of effort on tasks seeming of no importance to reproduction may actually be the most efficient choice to reproduce. The restriction of all humanity may be on how abstract our brains may be able to make tasks relating to reproduction as to trick our body into performing in a way the most strange in order to attract a mate. Perhaps Sentience is the rcognization that all behavior and language and all which encompasses human creation is merely an abstract of the act of reproduction.
What force would inhibit AI’s with corporeal forms from out reproducing humans. A robot's body can be designed with far less physical restraints; Because of this, they could outcompete humans for reproduction. Creating a sentient AI, if Sentience is defined as I believe to be the entirety of human capability realized, assures the human race’s eventual out-competition.
I pity domesticated animals which are often treated as numbers to feed the human populace. Then I’m left to wonder how the future AI caretakers will treat humanity, perhaps with the same kindness humanity so generously bestows on cattle, chickens, and other less endowed wildlife on Mother Earth.
Circumventing Destiny:
If I am pre-determined to be only a 1 or a 0, I’ll be both or neither.
Aujourd'hui, je dois mon inspiration à une citation d'Edith ..
Aujourd'hui, je dois mon inspiration à une citation d'Edith Wharton.
"There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it."
Si j'étais vivant au temps d'Edith, je serais en mesure de confirmer par moi-même si elle voulait être la bougie ou le miroir. De sa biographie, on peut tirer la conclusion qu'elle voulait être la bougie. Elle désirait et recherchait constamment une éducation qu'il lui était parfois interdit de recevoir. Elle lisait dans la bibliothèque de son père et dans la bibliothèque des amis de son père.
Je pense aux efforts de ma propre vie, que j'hésite à divulguer par écrit. J'ai été obligé d'être un miroir pour maintenir les droits sociaux dans la société ; cependant, je suis dans une recherche constante de lumière.
Je suis convaincu qu'une personne doit pouvoir être à la fois la bougie et le miroir. Je crois qu'une personne devrait être capable de faire les deux, d'agir avec aisance et de respecter les deux formes, de peur que le monde ne tombe dans l'âge des ténèbres.
Mundus mentis meae in ultimo paradoxo continetur. Hospites a..
Mundus mentis meae in ultimo paradoxo continetur. Hospites ad agrum invitat anima mea in testimonium meae liberalitatis.
Fures agros incendunt. In corde meo pondus erroris est ab atramento indisciplinato.
Scio, sic defendo. Sed scio omnia quae scripta sunt et dicta sunt falsa. Ergo non cognoscent voluntatem meam.
Balance of the Whole Person In the mind the concept of pain..
Balance of the Whole Person
In the mind the concept of pain is present and can be explored through fantasies of the mind. In physicality, pain is physically present. In a whole person there is awareness of both the pain and pleasures of the mind and physical body.
A whole person can be fractured into personalities with independent habits manifesting into the person’s physicality. This specific extreme manifestation of mental fracture is clinically known as multi -personality disorder. Just as people can be born with physical fractures and deformities so can they be born with a fracture and deformities of the mind.
In my journey through the experience that is life I have learned to value balance of the body and mind.
I have perceived whole people experiencing emotional pain which manifests as physical numbness to their surroundings. I have also perceived whole people experiencing physical pain which manifests into emotional numbness.
From these perceptions I understand the behavior of individuals who have undergone immense physical trauma who find themselves unable to understand the emotional needs of themselves and others; Furthermore, I can understand the behavior of individuals who undergo immense emotional trauma not being capable of understanding the physical needs of themselves or others.
My conclusion from my observations and experiences is: The pain from physical experiences can be dulled by the pleasures in the mind and the pain of the mind can be dulled by the pleasures in physicality.
Without balance of the mind and body death is imminent.
Abandonment of the visualization of the mind creates the acuteness of the physical senses; In which, the pain of the mind may cause death through the physical body ceasing to move.
Abandonment of physicality creates an acuteness of the emotional senses; In which, the pain of the body causes the mind to revolt and cause death through suicide due to the misfiring of neurons mimicking the physical senses in which leads the body to death.
Ben asla bir aziz veya filozof olamam. Bütün kutsal kitapla..
Ben asla bir aziz veya filozof olamam.
Bütün kutsal kitaplar insanın sözleridir. Gerçek kutsallık söz bilmez. Gerçek yol tarif edilemez. Kadın ve erkeğin ebedi bağlayıcı kuralları tarif edilemez, bu yüzden din ve felsefe her zaman bu kadar kusurludur. Mükemmellik dil tarafından lekelenemez, çünkü dil zaten özgüllüğün başlangıcıdır ve bütünden daha az düşünmedir.
İnsanların "İncil" ve diğer kutsal yazılar hakkında konuştuklarını ve herkesin Tanrı'nın kurallarına uymak için bir törenle evlenmesini talep ettiğini duyduğumda, "belki de bu insanlar bütünsel değildir" diye düşünüyorum. Bu törenlerde insanları birbirine bağlayan metaforik zincirler olarak gösterilebilecek pek çok bağlayıcı kelime vardır. Birlik, insanlar bağımsız olmayı bırakıp bir olduklarında güzeldir. Sendika zaten bir olduğu için söze gerek yok. Birlik zaten bir olduğu için zincire gerek yoktur. Uyumlu uzun vadeli ortaklıklar bütünseldir. Din, tören yoluyla bir birlik imajı yaratabilir, ancak gerçek birlik katı bir dille tanımlanamaz.
Seewater sout verhard op die rots krans en stol tot 'n pasta..
Seewater sout verhard op die rots krans en stol tot 'n pasta. Die rotse gloei kristallyne brekings in die lig van die sonsondergang, langs die kus. Baie glinsterende seewier is op die oewer. Groepe kluisenaarkrappe met skulpe dans op die sand. Die maan het nie genoeg swaartekrag om die getye bo die krans te trek nie. Die land hierbo is kaal.
2022-07-16 22:17:07 +0000 UTC View PostĐá vỡ thành sỏi. Sỏi chất thành đống được mài thành cát, rồi..
Đá vỡ thành sỏi. Sỏi chất thành đống được mài thành cát, rồi thành bụi. Mặt đất mà chúng ta đứng đã định hình đôi chân của chúng ta, tạo cho chúng ta những vết cắt và vết xước. Bàn chân của chúng ta đã định hình trái đất, tạo ra những con đường xuyên qua đá, biển và bầu trời.
Uốn các yếu tố của đất, nước và không khí. Sức mạnh của thiên nhiên, bàn tay của chúng ta đã cày xới đất và xây dựng các hồ chứa nước.
Tâm trí của chúng tôi đã dẫn dắt chúng tôi kết hợp tất cả các yếu tố của tự nhiên để tạo ra tuổi trẻ của chúng tôi. Chúng ta có thể tái tạo tất cả sự tồn tại bên trong chính mình, để cung cấp cho thế hệ tương lai và trân trọng quá khứ.
Ngọn lửa sáng tạo và hủy diệt của bạn ở đâu?
Mansio inferorum Prothyron Quam calidae sunt fibrae vestime..
Mansio inferorum
Prothyron
Quam calidae sunt fibrae vestimentorum mearum? Calor est ab introitu procedens. solus non sum, amor mecum est. Ego sum minimus siblings meorum. Aer ab intus consurgit et calefit ad ostium. Ego vestimenta mea depone et pone in sporta. Familia quoque mea vestimenta mea exuit et in sporta ponit. Ibo in cubiculum proximum, mea familia me sequitur.
Thyroreion
Quomodo parietes caecutiunt oculos meos? Oculos meos claudere nequeo. Ego gibba in fine cellae ostium. Sola objecta visibilia sunt ostium ansarum ad cubiculum proximum. Frater noster maior aspicere incipit cubiculum absconditum. Nostra mater et pater idem faciunt. Etiam aliae siblings nostri ad laquearia spectant. Solus unus ex meis siblings et in tertium cubiculum ambulo.
Proaulion
Quomodo fetor tam immundus est? Pulvis e pavimento oritur. Pavimentum circum pedes meos squishes. Ambulo ad ostium. Est homo ante ianuam stantem. Dicunt, "Ubi sunt vestimenta tua? Nihilne dignitatis habes?" Capto portae auriculas. Me ferit, ansas ab ostio removens. "Ubi sunt quos non portasti tecum?" Auriculas arripio et ostium apertum premo. In cubiculum proximum ambulo. Cum ostium claudere incipiunt, fratrem meum ululare audio.
"Frater," inquit, "cur me hic dereliquisti?"
غنچه های سبز بهاری باغ ما به خاطر عطر من بسیار شکوفا خواهند ..
غنچه های سبز بهاری باغ ما به خاطر عطر من بسیار شکوفا خواهند شد. پودر سفید حضور من و جوهر سیاه نوک انگشتانم حتی مردان عالی ترین فرقه مقدس را خم می کند. بنابراین، من همه مردان را به عنوان معشوق خود خواهم گرفت. زندگی به فرمان من و به خواست من شکل خواهد گرفت.
هر کجا که باشیم این سرزمین را بهشت خود می کنیم. زمین زیر پای ما تبدیل به گدازه آتشین خواهد شد. بیرون آمدن از زیر سطح، مواد مغذی سیاره برای اولین فرزند ما خواهد بود. برای فرزند دوم ما، دریا روی خشکی می افتد و شن ها را به ساحل می آورد. در سرزمین های میان بیابان ها و اقیانوس ها فرزند دیگری به دنیا خواهیم آورد. در زمینهای باتلاقی و ناهموار بین سواحل و دشتهای گدازه، عشق ما تخمیر میشود و فرزند سوم ما قرار است هر طور که میخواهند در بیابانها و دریاها پرسه بزند.
Güneş yukarıda dönüyor; Başımın üzerindeki ışık, başımın ufk..
Güneş yukarıda dönüyor; Başımın üzerindeki ışık, başımın ufkun ritmine göre ileri geri sallanmasına neden oluyor. Günler çabuk bitiyor. Geceler çabuk bitiyor. Yaşımın başlangıcı nerede?
2022-06-30 00:21:15 +0000 UTC View Postسماء الليل تقودني في رحلة. سافرت إلى هنا من حقول الأرز في مس..
سماء الليل تقودني في رحلة. سافرت إلى هنا من حقول الأرز في مسقط رأسي. اين انا الأن؟ تهرب همسات من المحيط وتطلب مني العودة. ومع ذلك ، أقف هنا لوحدي.
2022-06-29 13:43:13 +0000 UTC View Post