Showing posts with label Wisdom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wisdom. Show all posts

Thursday, April 21, 2011

On Account of Hearsay

On Account of Hearsay


Assume that for the sake of a valid argument their is a condition not deceptive.

Falsehood is a lie and belief in lies is an apostasy or a treasonable offense is evil.

Consistency of use of terms then is in accord with the invariable the absolute.

That is logic as the thing the subject of abstraction the object's objective as known.


We therefore need to illustrate the point by painting a picture analogically speaking.

I can see no other method to inform the ear about the way the noise is deciphered.

We do not smell nor taste nor touch noise since sound is the domain of the ear.

However there is a visual/verbal relationship between the eye and the ears domain.


That does link indiscriminately with the smell the taste and the touch by the senses.

Rotten meat's sound is possessed of relationship in context with odor + taste.

The very sound of the word brings to mind the sensation gained with it's experience.

The experience cannot lie to you especially if you had a bad one with decaying flesh.


This I believe is perceiver reality as presented by dear old Bishop Berkeley.

Well may we say that nothing but waves of light and color exist in our senses?

Atoms are immaterial have proved to be little more than some strange spirits.

Each with a taste a smell and a feel with qualities inherent within their substance.


Next we have to understand the distinction in existence in relation to reporters.

On account we hear an account on the evening news often with video footage.

Before photography turned up on the world stage everything was reported verbally.

Well except for a few paintings, drawings and heads and tails of sculptured coins.


Bones buried in the ground called fossilized remains are one sort, one kind of sculpture.

Then on to dealing with orders of magnitude scale of derivatives in the analytical.

Again trust is a prerequisite for when misplaced the t left out leaves us with rust.

Dear David Hume showed men how to be skeptical or how to doubt the evidence.


The problem of induction from first principles to general conclusions or confessions.

To doubt implies a mode of questioning of questing after fact whether true or false.

Yet here we trust the government's of the day who rules over us to tell the truth.

Watching each party debate their cause using every fallacious trick in the book.

Monday, April 11, 2011

On Miracles



From few fragments of bones left fossilized we end up in this crisis.

Miracle is something did survive rib trampling of mankind historically.

Cook Pot Owl's eyes grasp of claws auction of Book Lot's predations.

Big Bang to Big Crunch nows Great Song to Great Lunch oratorically.

Suspended by a thread of ear wax hanging on doubts orbit in dialysis.



Color of body blood conventionally known in English by name of RED.

Roses red violets blue leaves green a primary color dot in television.

Predications predate motors energetic responses power of dictations.

Emergent to homeopathic properties pseudo scientific deviser division.

Deception by fact, verb, logic buying actions left all decidedly ahead?



Something is better than nothing for enterprises against impossibility.

Anecdotal accounts present every bodies witness behind closed eyes.

Into depths of motivations survival blighted revival of communications.

Famine, pestilence gluttonous infestations categorically bridges sighs.

Venetian princes Galileo ground glass to fit used organ pipes pliability.



Trade beyond pillars of Heracles Augean stables history mythological.

Past presented to future determinations comprehending completeness.

Economics social theory transactions balance book accounting nations.

Properties personality define character attitude deplete of elatedness.

Energy as massive times our constant area inverse square laws logical.

Monday, March 28, 2011

Another Weeping Woman + Corporate Bodies Colluseum

A newly published report reveals that children with epilepsy are more likely to have psychiatric symptoms, with gender a determining factor in their development. Findings showed that girls had more emotional problems, while boys had more hyperactivity/inattention problems and issues regarding peer relationships.

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Wallace Steven's from Harmonium

  
  Pour the unhappiness out
  From your too bitter heart,
  Which grieving will not sweeten.
  Poison grows in this dark.
  It is in the water of tears
  Its black blooms rise.
  The magnificent cause of being,
  The imagination, the one reality
  In this imagined world
  Leaves you
  With him for whom no phantasy moves,
  And you are pierced by a death.


Corporate Colosseum: Demonology cross talk between left and right hemispheres.
Israel is real: The great rift valley divides ALL the world at the MIDDLE EAST.
From Mt Kilimanjaro to the Blue Danube their is the Great Rift Valley and fits.
Sounds formed into pictures in an exhibition via a typeface visible to the light.

Stonewall will not read this because it to him it is an insult to his intelligence.
"Do not stand here" said the sign and MEME stood on X marks the spot and fell in.
An insult would be to say that SYMPTOM is a SIMPLETON abusing the 777 override.
Software what is it without hardware which contains a set of operand logic gates?

My dear departed friend ROWAN whom I miss very much suffered from GRAND MAL SEIZURES.
On a ship one night received a vision and from that day forward stopped his medication.
Never had another fit again in his life well except for a heart attack then his liver failed.
I learned from ROWAN he was  a Australian Cultural Terrorist who stole Weeping Woman.

MAD now what is MAD is it a COMIC BOOK that was MADE IN AMERICA a PARODIST?
Parody is a parallel account of events as they stand to show up foolish behaviors.


Meme as painted by Stonewalls words put into picture form by
Pablo Diego José Francisco de Paula Juan Nepomuceno María de los Remedios Cipriano de la Santísima Trinidad Ruiz y Picasso






Monday, February 14, 2011

Power Play

I share a friend with the wind,
A vortex of clear liquid energy,
The definite article we sinned,
We all die therefore no synergy.

Who carries the torture stake,
When was that present gifted,
Where were you eating steak,
Which one of you were sifted?

Like sand in times arrow glass,
Like relatives all your parents,
Like animals at a zoo in class,
Teachers preaching moments!

Blood thirsty vampires lusting,
Power people stoned trusting.