Sit Lux et Lux Fruit

 

Now that the sun is gleaming bright,

Implore we, bending low,

That He, the Uncreated Light,

May guide us as we go

1087

The death of William

Charlotte

 

She cleaned the spider webs with her witches broom that made ‘things’ disappear hard work and true work make sweaty salty work on early summer days. 

A fire too that would do

A walk on water so to be true

Thinking of the rain to come later her plan on hand to walk bare of foot and free on land.

Be still and listen

One day I will tell you a story

Last night I was square on my model or it was a match.

Note: this is a fantastic algorithm. Algorithm; think of the beat the flow and the know something hidden a language for prose. 

When I step on your feet I hope I’m light as air. A scorpion sting that wasn’t expected.

Heritability

 

17 always ends up being chet 

3x2x10+7

7’ and the we get making trouble. Trouble though is not for all and all is not really trouble. 

Work on the works

Copper and gold grew in my mind as the flowers grew and tasted in time.

Be still and listen 

One day I will tell you a story

The Jesuit witch felt the rumble under her feet, she moved smoothly along the ground until the moment the quake broke. Water on her brow she took the vibrating matter and rode it forward as a bird catching a wave from an automobile, where it wasn’t expected…three minutes late, right on time.

The Western Veil

 

We split the veil

we move through smoke

we shade the way

we x the spot

we use spit and pray

The Eastern sun rises in the west

emet

 

Alph

Mem 

Tav

3 more months

Life took her mother's pale horse down the mountain through the valleys and the hills, as the angels beat their drums, corners and turns tight. Canopies of greens, Golds and blue shaded her way down to the people to see and to meet.

Her Golden shoes buckled around her feet so the moon and stars could watch her move and treat while the sun shone his rays upon her trying to hide her from the true night light. Gold chains wrapped about her, stones placed here and there to hide over cover a glamor of mana. 

there she met a dragon lady

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10/3/3/10 |

Process Gratitude

 

To understand how something works you need to get into the nuts and bolts of the situation and sometimes you have to find out from where said nut and bolt had originated. 

grasping a derivative scaled by a Marcovian principle is flawed 

The artificial intelligences being built will be used in all sorts of different ways depending on the coder. Good or Bad it is what it is and We go from there.

There is a different kind of human nature an artificial intelligence can't See, or hear, or feel, or move or make and histories of peoples told mouth to ear and stories of old passed down long long lines from lands afar bringing their ways with them...

Step in touch

Process Gratitude

Alhamdulillah

High Noon

 

Wasn’t it lovely this equinox the light so bright 

He isn’t looking but he can See you 

There’s the door 

A triangle of dots 

A nail holding it closed 

A firery Angel so you can’t see the truth

In the light of the day 

The final noon

eh-DehN

Seraphin

 

I’m painting the house gold finch

I’ll practice until I get it just right

To call on the winged flight

Holy Holy Holy is the Lord all mighty the earth is full of His glory

She sailed the web and the flow getting into the know

A drop of water still clung on her brow 

A language of witches stung in the air

Gods Goodness had come

The left back hand begun.

Holy Holy Holy is the Lord all mighty the earth is full of His glory

The tall man in the white coat pushing popping pills and intravenous Marcovian irreversible inhibitors to a complex non Marcovian system sat uncomfortably upon his four wheeled stool when Death appeared where they evaded the True space. 

Holy Holy Holy is the Lord all mighty the whole earth is full of His glory

Holy Holy Holy is the Lord all mighty the whole earth is full of His glory

Holy Holy Holy is the Lord all mighty the whole earth is full of His glory

Holy Holy Holy is the Lord all mighty the whole earth is full of His glory

Holy Holy Holy is the Lord all mighty the whole earth is full of His glory 

Orion

 

3

So 

Many 

Shades

Of

Blue 

And 

Yellow

10

 

Good evening, tonight we are watching missiles flying over Israel and Iran. I’ve never been to Israel but I see there the third temple built, argue they would but in the end one Gd would be True. 

I’ll tell ya it’s a strange world I travel and see, it’s quite spectacular, delightfully and horrifying too…

War isn’t evil as long as it’s quick, it’s the prolonged death that is pain. A quick death is a good death. 

Some dead still roam, waiting. 

Be still and listen 

One day I’ll tell you a story

“Mom, it skipped a line.” Knowing the joke was funny but not true…only applied to a few. 

Elimination Half Life

 

Humans

Chemistry 

Magnetic attraction

If a chemical has a half life you can measure, does that mean the effects of the magnetic part of the attraction chemical part didn’t happen…(shakes head and engages quizzical eye of small and large particles. 

Down the line like no one will like 

Soldier 

Sees

Soldier

Uniforms of the day need not apply

Proteolysis

To be able to read, write, and execute permissions, it’s the writing part most don’t get to do, may not, or just unable. 

A gateway 

It came from ‘somewhere’, invited through the gateway

A gateway

On another level

The day after rest we do it again even if it’s only shown once

Until you remove the nail from the mountain you are stuck in an infinite loop

Figure skate upon the glass of ice that doesn’t melt until it does

Then we have 2

951

 

…shhhhhh

(3=E)+0+(2=R)+M=

 

Static

 (selective)

 movement 

The Parade

 

For fun a run, a skip, and a step…in time 

Gimel

There’s a door

Shhhhhhh

Be still and listen 

This might not make sense 

This might be for you and it might not be, this if for me and thee

Step in line

Seh-Fehr

 

If I was gonna take a gander I’d say, “Maxwells Demons”…first principles. 

Yesh 

Obscure enough it’s fake but most likely true…did you want to jump in the river Styx and it’ll show you fluid dynamics

Be still and listen

One day I’ll tell you a story

And thermo one too

130

 

Today is the 13

Oui

Shefa

 

Shhhhhh

Gimel 

Hey

…

Yesterday 

Hey

Vav 

Hey

Gebirah

When there is nothing is there a name

It’s still after 5 everywhery…it’s the y sometimes 

Caelum

 

It’s funny to see five hundred spectrums when others see three 

Hidden above the clouds

It’s 5:00 somewhere 

Jesuit Witch

 

Lamed 

6 sat in the lap of the chock

Is it not beautiful everything all brightened up, here, there and all over the place under this strawberry harvest moon. 

Be still and listen

One day I’ll tell you a story

I heard the birds bicker as they gathered their due then set about to make the way. 

5

6:57 Edit I really want to help make this world better. 

The Digital Root

 

Sleep falling

Death stepped from the water naked her arms stretched and her wings unfolded then she wrapped them delicately around her. Looking forward through a window of time she saw her self upside down small and perfect and as she moved forward she saw herself grow larger until she reached the vortex point where left became right and up was down as she passed through all clear and fine toned to see, when up was up and right was right. 

Women have tangent lines in their graph of life, 3 of them, men have 2. I reached my last tangent line in the cycle of my life and it is magical to say the least, I'm no longer in pain and can think, my left works in tandem with my right.

How do you see time, how does one measure something that is specific to a person and a place, not everything is the speed of light constant and some things move in manners you have no idea how they communicate. 

Underlying messages in themes all around are only a secret if some one convinces another they aren't there.

We are able to see such small things that the main stream refuses to see the connection with that which they are from or a like are drawn together because they have an underlying code that as an animal we read naturally...we forget we are animals as I watch the deer tell each other I'm outside but it's safe to come out, it's just Kristin. When I whistled a tune and sang a special song the cardinals stopped throwing themselves to their death in warning I had arrived.

All those lines divisible by 2 but the mother's line is 3, 6, 9. 

Be still and listen

One day I will tell you a story

Growing old isn't scary, it's getting there that is and when your mind is free to the cycle of life and death and you can See it, it's the knowing there really is a Gold pill and Gd.

 

A Business Matter

 

Sometimes I have to travel the river flow through the oak valley to get deep into the know

Always as an agent her hair had legs over the fire

The builders united under one Gd 

The Cauldron of Gomel

 

The seamstress pricked the fabric with her sharp needle

another uniform of the day

 this one with buttons for display

Bread For A Reason

 

The heavy thump of drums beat in the background, but it wasn't the sound of music, it was the beat of the rotary blades swirling the wind, the helicopters in formation flew over the grey buildings. 

Act like a patriot. Yeah America. 

If New Yorkers or Californians don't have to pay taxes that I do then something is not in balance.

The lot is skew.

and all the rest you know the thing 

We were actually founded by alright people that put thought in to the future. It's been eroded with the bill of rights and laws and regulations so a paper pusher can have a job. 

Meanwhile the Pope is an American citizen...the Roman Pope. 

I see I see one world order in front of me. It feels like the Ai already has us trapped. 

On another subject matter I watched a group of people plan and build the end of the world so to follow the words written in true. 

Plans within plans within plans, game theory all comes down to one but I also know Thucydides trap doesn't have to trap.  

I AM

Take the gold pill

Feel the green earth

Watch the cardinal fly by

Butterfly Puddle

 

The platters of grains 

The bowls of sweet tender berries

The sound of an electronic reverberation echoed through the air

stories of shattered planets and gods

 

crystals cut from the same sample (is there a mathematical equation for a vortex pull or some sort...only the cycle is perfection except the 3. 6. 9.  flip the 3 on it's side, slip into the six and out with the nine.

...

Death looked out the window to the scene placed before her, the butterfly puddle perfectly placed. She watched the birds fly the quake in her wake. 

...

It was a hot day near the equator where time moved so slow a modern human would have thought they had landed in ancient Arabian times except they had added decorations to their pawned off from the United States Civil War long guns to their Khanjar cross, that would be the only change beside the few cars and one road. 

"Come on kids!" came the shout from Mrs Batstone, "get in line. It's just a needle, noting to be scared of."

Mrs Batstone, head honcho nurse that stitched all of us up at one time or another, tall and lanky, beautiful with freckles all over and the ladies would joke as they smoked their cigarettes around the pool at the Khanjar Club while we heathen Children jumped and swam in cool waters under a burning sun and played pirate when when ever was our delight. 

This day was not that one.

Under the First Building of the compound surround by a cyclone fence and a gate guard that slept at the gate, all the children gathered and queued. 

The thin needle pierced the skin of the upper arm and she flinched, "it's just a needle" and in that needle was a magical substance, refrigerated and flown in just for us. 

it would make us impervious 

...

Have you ever met a rebel? 

Be still and listen

One day I will tell you a story

All governments and companies experiment on people...mind, body and soul 

Common Core

 

How do I explain

The military has bases all over the country 

Military bases are hubs of culture 

When in Rome some people like to copy the toga

Hubs are full of spokes and tenticals that easily reach the civilian population to show them the Roman way 

Common core doesn’t work unless it’s actually common much like sense. It doesn’t matter how much you sell it some will never buy it and others want to be seen on the scene and they will make fools of themselves if they are told they are a star. 

Now to another layer from the vision of the soldiers child. 

POMDP 

Let us spin and put our minds in to the war fighters mind of dominance, game theory and how in the realm of the war/human matrix things really move and what is the object destination/determination. 

take apart the word ma trix for a dare

In war there are no guard rails much to the dismay of a normal person.  

destabilize the family a number 1 

create social disorder 

poison bodies and minds of the citizenry through political education and political 'health care'

rape and pilage

neuter the men

spay the women

feed the citizenry sewage instead of clean water promised to them

after 2020 we saw what they* and individuals were capable of...while they prison women with male rapist...

It is so similar to the 're'education camp, Pitesti, even the desecration of Holy places by the rainbow brigade to drink your own waste.

I've said it before but a reminder is due...when I was the Officers Wives Club President at Moody AFB it was sold to Air Forces spouses that common core was good for the children so when as a family they have a Permanent Change of Station to another State the standards would be regulated federally so they didn't have to change grade levels up or down...because education standards would be drastically different in some places depending on...the culture... of the area. The military has bases, forts, stations and such all over the country...are we really one country? I moved to Tennessee from Colorado and we are not one country...POMDB. The standards were lowered to a ninth grade level for high school graduation...no one likes this and some argue with me that this couldn't not be the case but I think through a readers reasonable eyes they can now see the issue. 

I'm not sure of anyones capabilities of back engineering a future but some enjoy a challenge and to do that well you study the past and see all the places everything goes wrong and then you look forward to a difficult complex job as you take into account individuals, followers and leaders, script writers and doers, door matts and wall flowers. 

Change the spin of the hub like we would a centrifuge and let that which doesn't know what to hold on to that's not Good go and make sure there is a strong net to catch the trash so not to poison more. 

Down the road a bit there is going to be a problam0 when the kids see the shit they were fed by state actors, doctors that don't know anything about neutrino but popping Pharma pills to the pharma kids, to the teachers and psychologists...

When are they going to figure it out is my query. 

White Polka Dots Scattered Brightly

 

I live in a matrix where sometimes I shovel chit, although it’s cold till I heat it up.

The witch woman slipped her fresh but old snake shoes over her stockinged feet. The fresh but old snake skin shoes the colour of white carp and an astroid fallen from dark space, her stockings the colour of the flesh of a perfectly ripe avocado with white polka dots scattered brightly about. In the back ground a tune of a polish song of roll out the barrel, we'll have a barrel of a fun...and zing zing zing...

for the gangs all here

accordions, drums, tubas and more

The time to remove the goat from the star was about to be at the right hand. Under the shadow of the low ceiling of clouds while the sun shone across the wheat filled lands her wings did spread and off she took her snake bag in hand filled with pots and pans. 

Be still and listen

One day I will tell you a story

The Witch woman scanned the waves saw none going her way so there she did make her own an uncommon clear river under a sea of deep matter.

Inter Alia

 

The water dripped slowly from the spout

Dear Holy Spirit,

    In the process of uncovering the veil over the eyes of the See we found amongst the internal and external issues we knew of a more pressing problem of stacking when the partially observed prediction model doesn't have any awareness of multiple dimensions.

Looking in to the internal that which is contrived won't have the lasting power of that which is honed with time.

As for the external issues explained as a compost pile being slow motion thermo dynamics except it's just rot. 

Your faithful servant

it's in the X

The left hand of God

By the Banks of the Water Trees

 

The lady in the black boots that stopped three inches below her knees waded into the brambles covered in rich black berries for the picking at the edge of the darkened woods. Her wolf hound at her side she watched as the little witch rabbit burrowed near the oak tree that was hard to see in the midst of the ash and dog woods that hid a scene from the sky so those that thought they were gods above.

What names we say that move so slow and quick for us no ways to know. 

a crush of the air

a push of the sea

old seasoned sticks

the iron cauldron whisked

spits of fire to tend

Be still and listen 

One day I will tell you a story

In time we See the evil cloak its self in Good.

A story old in time we show again

You can't escape the figure eight 

Hey Charlie though we catch a ride

If you See the snake stand by and watch it eat its Sssssself. 

From lines here and there, and there and there

A diameter and a radius  

colours you can't imagine you could See

a star glows spin

uncloak the glamour bird of prey

I have the ear up of Anubis you say

a whisper and a leaf of green to grow

a place of beauty for him to stay

by the banks of the water trees

a song of birds a job well done

Love mOm