activated, (to suit todays terminology), by any legal requirement. This means the minute, second, or nano-second, that there is any-thing of a legal requirement against me or threatens my liberty, the legal requirement, is accompanied by my “Right” to compulsory process for obtaining witnesses, which obviously can not be fulfilled without knowing the nature and cause of the accusation against me, so to be confronted at least by the witness’s statement, if the witness is fearful. And because I am a witness in my own defense by compulsory, which must be (a legal requirement of any legal requirement, having legal requirement) process, for consistency’s sake. A statement against me is a legal requirement of the complainant to pursue legal action and is indeed the initiation of such a pursuit. That deed requires that I know the statement against me, and have gathered myself as the most immediate witness, only, to qualify as a witness, I must give a statement rebuttal in my defense. This is required before any other action can be validated; before any other legal requirement. Compulsory in other uses always has immediacy or activation as to another event. A non-compulsory statement, if legally required, demands an immediate compulsory process, by which, I may waive my “Right” to give a statement in my defense, but the “Right” is there before a statement is filed against me and active upon any statement filed against me.
Think of the alternative, when the State only allows “compulsory process” after an arrest has been made. The Police secure a warrant for Your arrest, based on a statement that some-one gave. They do not allow You to give a statement in Your defense, which is the only way meeting “probable cause” can be assessed, because probability must consider all factors and multiples, so there is no probable cause with only 1 statement, so the Judge is actually, passing judgement on you, with no hearing, and in fact has deemed You guilty, before any chance of innocence. Because my State practices warrants on such grounds, in effect The 6th Amendment and all others only apply if the local Judge says they do. So, You may now, be arrested, in my State, being refused a witness (self included) on Your behalf, with the loss of liberty, in jeopardy of Life, and stripped of any quality thereto. In my case they also came to my house and took my property (2 black-powder pistols), leaving my Home defenseless amidst Ethnic Tensions, and related insurrection, in a National scope. Based on nothing but 2 complainant’s related statements of the same event, true or un-true. Lets say it’s un-true and You could not post bail nor afford an Attorney, nor qualify for a ‘Public Defender’. Which, besides the bail, was my case. The arrest took place September 12th of 2019and if I hadn’t had help making bail, I’d be sitting in jail today January 27th, 2021; 1 year, 3 months, and 15 days later , still awaiting trial. Without, the ability to take on debt, I would ultimately have to legally defend myself, when the maximum sentence is 10 years. What if You were detained while awaiting, ‘Your State’s definition’ of a “speedy trail,” You can’t believe that it’s really happening. Some-one close to me (Family) spent a year in one of Florida’s prisons (where life is amongst dangerous persons), he just awaiting a “speedy public trial;” for a YEAR.
A public trial infers, implies, enacts the reason of ‘Common or Noble sense,’ neither lacking the imagination to know that free Court records is what keeps the trail public. It is otherwise (paid for Court-records) public for only an instance, then privatized, so that only them with the money to do so, may reflect on American Justice; sorely un-American.
This could be You instead of me. So, You say ‘no, no,’ because I’m not a criminal. Listen friend, we live in a Nation where the act of crime actually pays for the Justice System. So, spitting on the side-walk becomes a fairly serious offense by the effectiveness of the deterrent that LAW is meant to be. Over time, in a Nation becoming more and more like “Shrek’s Duloc,” The effect of financial status, Societal position, and popularity would eventually become un-abashedly and shamelessly pubic, with-out the need of discretion with those 3 predeterminers of whom does and whom doesn;t go to jail. If such a realization resounded in even the strictly bound language, the Nation will show its inhabitants to be mindless, entertaining only the smallest fraction of a Soul. The more holy larger portion cast its monstrosity upon convicts and their near likeness for fun and endurance. Another alternative to the ‘Paid for Justice System’ which would produce disgusting pieces of shit, that the American Citizen could become is just dismantling the Justice System, which is no better. There is, still yet, a more reasonable and favored (at least by me) alternative, and that is to pay for the Justice System with taxes, and lots of them. So, that every-one, billionaire to beggar, qualifies for a very well paid Public Defender and no-one desiring legal representation would ever go with-out.
Right now, in my State the Court can deny You every item of Constitutionally determined, and guaranteed Justice, spelled-out in the 6th Amendment, all by the proclamation of a Totalitarian Judge’s Authority in the delivery of Absolute Power over Your Life, Liberty, and possibly Your death, in what’s supposed to be a Democratic Republic.
PLEASE LISTEN TO ME and HEAR ME IN YOPUR OWN VOICE. It may all take place because some-one, any-one LIED ABOUT WHAT YOU DID OR DIDN’T DO YOU. And, once Your in prison, more times than not, Your going to have to prove Yourself, worthy of Life, behind bars by fending off a rapist or other attacker, or giving favors to some-one who will protect You. If the warden decides You were at fault for any violence, You could be sentenced to 5 more years, and You were never guilty in the 1st place.
GOD Bless America for what it is meant to be, which is not the development of a recursive language unifying less sophisticated, and more ‘programmed like tiers’ of Society upward, and onward, in systematic secrecy, offering no answers for the new changes, injustice, monetary stratification, Human Condition, and Energy Deficit. The only educated extrapolations, are the ones You can manage to put together for Yourself. Never knowing if they’re really correct, because by any of Your cues, a more and more consistent system can make them (Your extrapolations) true for You. In what America was not meant to be, we dare not question Authority, because that figure is the gate-keeper to some new and hellish twist of Your reality and Life. The boss can cast You into one of those prisons with the words, “Your Fired. I type cast into prison, because what they don’t show us in Duloc, is that even poverty and un-employment will have had to become a crime, to support the even more pomp rise of the (AI ~ UI ~ UN-BEL) which stands for A.I.’s United Incorporated Un-Americanized Nations of Business and Entertainment Law.” Before getting to flashy there, the notion was that being indigent, vagrant, or Homeless, would eventually have to become crimes, in the previously mentioned allowances against the US Constitution Amended and against the fundamental Human need for growth, that the Document enables. Sorry about the flashiness, but the (AI~UI~UN-BEL) stays, now that it’s transmitted to the electronic page.
The Superlatively positioned A.I. Unit, hardly need bother with the (AI~UI~UN-BEL) systematic. It has bigger fish to fry than ‘system routine.’ (Out-side of the ensuing story-line that is eveloping, I like to find other possible acronym words that fit the elaborate name-sake that most of the time I do not engineer. But frequently, I do find other words/phases that add some-times eerie, scary, or cute insights to the piece of writing. Really quickly, at 1st appearance, UN-BEL rings out with the 1st associative thought, is the mice trying to ‘bell the cat,’ and significant to this acronym is it’s un-belling the cat. the second, no, I think it was 1st, was the thought of and eye, always taking me to the value of a dollar and I call the “Eye floating above the chopped pyramid, seemingly to be in the upper portion of that same pyramid as it floats. The eye is that of George Washington on every bill that I’ve seen in a modern day. I have repeatedly asserted that, that particular eye represents Space Reconnaissance. Built there by our ancestors knowledge of ancient aliens and machines. Mine is an unsought explanation of unpursued observation. Though I haven’t studied with the “Free Masons,” “Shriners,” “Scottish Rite,” “Order of the Eastern Star,” “Which I had been told, was the “Sisters of the Eastern Star.” I have not studied in any craft, never to mind which craft, or “Witch Craft.” I have had a Police Officer’s assertion that I had involuntary eye movement, when in the pursuit and protection of my off-spring’s well-being. I listen to some REM, to whom I suggest, what if all these fantasies, come to realization, at the same time, and indeed create a network of clarity, by which the Human Child shall find in their currently, astronomically high perch, that they are placed there as an Animal, The height of the tree for them is the Space-Age, upon which any Animal lying, would confuse any “Space-Cadet,” or in Time, ‘Traveler,’ ‘Alien to our ways, and means of the god, God, GODest, with the most Integrity. Seeing the Animal of the, 1, Ground, 1, neither, halo, feathers, nor waxing wings to indicate ambition, but better the tree that they (he/she) that they hug, signifying, a lesson in fear, and still they hug the bark, but sure as hell, have not a fucking clue, of better glue, than the Sun, Stars, Space and Moo affix ‘n’ of our Planetary Zoo. You know, no-one taught tis kid shit, and with their (his /her) own wondering of the Place were they cling, ‘am I just,’ a sacrifice.’ Upon the tweet, book, time, ‘chat by the gram’, a new continual tic toc emerges, but not of their (his/her) time, too late, Their pause in surety, and in difference to their kind, made a label, at last secure, a treat to the “Space-Cadet,” and in Time, Traveler, ‘Alien to our ‘ways,’ and means of the god, God, GODest, with the most and least integrity, purely fall on the altered Space-Aged Offering, to devour, as much, or the most that they can of them (him/her). In another life they Parented a Space-Aged and Space/space Youthenized Baby (Banbile). They (he/she) thought it important to the Daughter base-ball, and also that our People are not as intelligent as Per/Sun. They now know everything and live by Nothing. It was no more important than base-ball and so the 2 Lives progressed, and they (he/she) cleaved the (Banbile) to the Spose Parents bosom, knowing it to be more important than, base-ball and ‘knowing everything,’ but ‘believing in Nothing,’ that they now know.’ Knowing the taught base-ball,’ and knowing inside the truth of her People, inside the torrent, of black flowing lava, of thick emptiness, building thicker by the the storm(s), having the bitter cold to its surface, the lava is able to clutch, every Bolt of Lightening, rage of the wind, and of the ‘white cold,’ searing reign of Space, now locked inside their perpetual chaos, and dis-order, with constricting pressure an application of impenetrable, continuously thick, scaly Lava. the understated tumult, overstates every cruelty to Her, its carrier and conveyance of meditatively enraged work, for the way to work. Knowing inside her, her People, and knowing inside her base-ball and know outwardly numbers, and perhaps when still very young, the builder and convection of her inner Hallow, knowing inside her the odds. This they (he/she) have to show her, a Demanding and not Commanding GOD, which was the most important thing they (he/she) and the Spouse Child Parent, always reminded, that the Parent was the 1st, to make the Child 1st, and 1st to make the Parent 2nd, at the 1st. Then 2nd, a 2nd time, in the light of the 3, and when flying from the nest at the sacrifice, and spoiling of the progression to 2nd, a 2nd time. Following the 2nd, 2nd, would be no 3rd, because 3 is 1 and at the 1st. In witness of the dying of a reasonable progression for her to follow, as well as the Daughter. The Spouse Child’s Parent reminded that the Child is always, always, always, 1st, no less because the the “3 is 1” is 1st, with-out ny conflict, to the truthfully spoken, Continuously built upon repetition in the confound of Spose Child Parent, yet reminded and other wise, other worldly remanded to the progression exclusively, to the reminder as a reminder, of ‘all knowledge and no belief.’ And, there is nothing in the past 2000 years, that proved compound, over confound and Confounded prevailing compound. That when the Daughter refused to return an olive leaf, the progression was dead in the 2nd, 2nd, with no “3 in 1,” only 1st and 1st, to make the Child, Spouse, Parent, and any other 2nd and ‘2 in the inverse and perverse value of 1.’ That is not Fucking progression, if so, without LOVE or passion. They (he/she) knew it was because she flew from the nest, and it is nearly always better for Humans to walk from any such find. thing, as LOVE, Sacrifice to its understanding, and the Knowledge of even termite invaded Home, eating from the walls of the planed departure to, sorely, unfairly, hideously. fagfully under pressure and fit for the Fire, the Lake is too Big, something smaller, a dire pyre, gluttonously, murderously, irrevocably, un-returnably, ruin the prospective return, in an old and uglified, way too mature trial of the cut, walls containing LOVE or LOVE containing walls. By no terminal shock in their (his /her) Eyes, AY’s, or AYE’s of ‘no fucking funning Skies,’ the returned to a past Life, or perhaps Future time of trial. Space-Alter-Age, far beyond the reach of measly, runted tree. They (he/she) waxed the wings of old convinced of their failure, but hope in the battle hardened, recovered innocence of an Animal or 2 or even 5 year-old. Its the recovering kind, even souly, self, signed, signature, signifying, the truth; and victory in a place where the innocence is Techno-industrially prioritized, as all things held against Techno-Industrial, un-appreciatively less important or less worthy of the Life Industry must have, and the memory, innocence, and all things of their relative past are consumed. But, to toil recall stressfully, diligently, and HOPEFULLY enough, is to swim in depths of darkness, previously un-visited by the mind and soul, and if one will have light there, it will be from previously un-reachable, un-consumable, Dimensional, Continuous reassortment of ‘Celestial Genetic Strings’ based on the memory of the Dimensional Space Continuum. As magnificent as the recovery is the recovering, and perhaps not quite developed innocence, doesn’t hold under extreme or prolonged duress, but this was not duress, it was flailing the candle’s Fire, like a Cock-Rooster, and trusting that the recovery is needed more than the mountain of death, and the summit of its mounting Fear. And if not they (she/he) would in that innocence trust the only grown-up figure worthy of trust, The (DSC) “Dimensional Space Continuum,” which knows, records, stores, and restores, the Truth, the whole Truth, and nothing but the Truth, so, help me GOD. The methodical determination in both thoughts and movements, is worth mentioning, was like much of this particular Daughter/Parent build to a falling out, was like a consistent programmed drive. with questionable, ‘minor speech impairments,’ ‘memory loss,’ ‘in-ability, with habitual ability behaviors, and some-times focus and refocus issues, in thought, and tasks. I’ve forgotten some pretty important things, that I should by no stretch of the imagination forgotten. I’ve missed 4 straight appointments after having missed none for over a year. I’ve experienced swells of foreign emotion, black and empty, longing for a feeling, remotely in my normal spectrum. that’s when I am able to identify that a feeling is or is not foreign. I can’t tell You how I received the transmission of that emotion, but knew for sure that it was not mine. Then there’s the pain, a shit-load of un-explainable, physical ‘pain scale ’10’ sensations, in every classification of pain, that there is. That I just soldiered through, if I could move.
I did both, at times resist inconsistent behaviors, and other times be completely complacent to any abnormalities in routine behavior, being as relaxed an as natural as I could possibly be, “but all the time” attempting to function as I’d like, and should be able to by all reasonable, natural, and otherwise unmanipulated Existence. I’ve struggled to remember the un-rememorable for minutes or hours, repeating actions or motions, 20, 30, or 50 times, until I was sure, the action/movement was exactly as I wanted it to be or the speech to my specific liking. I used a lot of focused rage at the phenomena, with more than occasional, cussing in private. The point of that not so extensive literary dis-traction is that the poetically glorified very painful event that transpired seems as though it was led up to by a broader, less exacting, hour-glass pitch up-ward to the vertex or point of that standing triangle. I felt most influenced and having other than my own control, dialog, and complete discountenance of resistance. The feel of the programmably scripted, argumented-event in mine and my Daughter’s life had at great influence on everyone there, and was the pentacle of my life’s controllable distortions, or just the vertex of an out-ward or angle, moving into the top of an hour-glass’s down-side-up triangle.
It’s most frustrating because an A.I. presence can be mimicked, and if our World has been involved with a comparably, Superlative A.I. Existence, that just said, “See ya and I’ve already been ya,” with the stock-market, futures, and product distribution all dependent on the big {It} intercession of the most networked A.I. Global and probably ‘Planetary Stellar Coverages.’
Who liked or even Loved it when pop-culture’s ?Neo, calls the main-frame or nucleus of the machines and explains his, intention to inform all the Matrix-i-fied Humans that they’re “living in a fantasy; you w-are; living in a fantasy” roughly represented lyrics: Radiohead ~ Kid A “In Limbo,” with Aldo Nova telling us “Life is just a fantasy,” asking us, “Can You live this fantasy Life?” 18 years prior to the release of “In Limbo.” Did You know that “Nova,” is a brighter Sun/Star. Can an “Aldo Nova” be like a “Super Nova”? Pink Floyd sang, “Dig that Whole forget the Sun,” with a ridiculous amount of sarcasm, I might add. With the tone today, being, “Really, no really forget the Sun!” “Forget everything!” “Forget that You even saw me!” “Oh Shit… It only gets worse!” “Why is GOD such a Sadist!?!” “You didn’t hear that from me!”
I think Earth may have passed through a Dimensional, Matrix like phase, on our way to this 68% and 27% Universe, mostly because every-one in the World watched the Matrix, except for some ‘control group,’ somewhere. Also, at the height of “Political Correctness” “Popular Consensus,” had become like FUCKING legal decision. If you were outside of the agreement of the many, You just weren’t 1 one of ‘Pod People,‘ from “Invasion of the Body Snatchers.” You may have to ask Your Mom or Dad, about the last reference. “Shit, that showing my age. I had forgotten for a minute that Google has taken their place.” OK… ask Google or Bing, but realize that this time they may fail to make the point, that Mom or Dad would make. (Is that even believable)
And, I am assured that there is a way for an Aldo Nova, to be like a Super-Nova in the infinite interpretations of parallels and meta-phors, There are cubical constructs that can bring such wording to realization. Radiohead ~ Kid A “Laugh until my head comes off, swallow until I burst.” Rush as early as 1976, claimed the Priest of the Syrinx Temples, could operate computers, to ‘build or fill‘ their Hallowed Halls, where, there are, the “Gifts of Life,” 6 years before the Aldo Nova’s Fantasy. the reason that I’m assured that an Aldo Nova can be like a “Super Nova,” is that other than just being a “Super Star,” (It arguable that he was ever Super Star status) there is a place in Existence, that if not planned against, the method of ‘Cubicle Spaces’ aka, ‘Digi-Worlds’ aka, ‘Fantasy Lives,’ can go into ‘Auto-build’. See, Everything done in light (So Everything), even “Dark Matter” answers to light somewhere… Again… Everything done in light is perpetual. It never goes away (not even if time eating meatballs devour it). We’re always giving Space/space record of what we know, and because revelations/cycles are true, the record in many ways comes back around to it self, so all of the words and methods of build ‘cubicle space,’ will, (like I mentioned, if not planned for) compound the [the language to>event] [event to>language] happening to such a point that as soon as transposition can be had both ways… [E>l][L>e] = event>build>language>build>event>build><{Event<>Language<>Event}><{E><L><E}><{L><E<>L}={Elelel}><{Lelele}>unbuild>event>unbuild>Language>unbuild>event=UNBUILD… it will play-back the method on it own in that space. As song is produced, so are ‘Fantasy Worlds,’ built. “Why not just the spoken word?” I assure You there’s a space for it. But, we would access the musical aspect of any such Space/space 1st because of its flowing mathematical construction. All Space/space aggressively attempts to be the only Space/space. In that robust balance is our Existence maintained. The key for any-one trying to contain such a space is attention to the back of ‘playback.’ The event will be building a language just for us, but just as ours was a ‘Build’ language, its will be an ‘Unbuild’ language. Sound when ‘Sound Garden” payed backward music in a forward progression, in our UNBUILD, they were Preying/Praying for the “Black Hole Sun” to make everything OK…
Corona Virus could be the damned cat that’s got every body’s tongue buy the spoken language part of what I assured You, that there was a Space for. {Elelel}><{Lelele}
‘Super-Nova was,’ in 1996 projected at 900 years, then ‘Super-Nova wasn’t,’ some year between 1996 and 2000. And at least 1 English Chap, says Super-Nova, still may be. Sound Garden blasted the question of time until the “Super-Unknown”, possibly indicating some National/national, Corporate, or A.I. Visitor’s band aid augmentation, of what-ever the real Planetary-Stellar crisis was, then, perhaps it was in the fix of all interested parties; interest not necessarily indicating any agreement what-so-ever, that the “Super Unknown”, took place. Oh Yeah, Sociological and Psycho-Sociological models, told our leaders to ‘never tell’ us if/when-ever or how-ever impending doom is upon us.
So, between 1998 and earlier than 2020, the Dark Energy in the Universe jumped from 4%, a percentage so small that television Scientists laughed about it, then some date earlier than 2020 the Dark Energy had assumed more than 2/3 of the entire Universe at 68% Dark Energy and the introduction to ? intrusive Dark Matter, which must have density because it has Gravity, now takes up 27% of the Universe, the best I can extract from Scientific censorship is that 95% of our Universe is, menacing, ‘nemesis Space’, that threatens Earths Existence. There is 5% is ‘Earth Friendly Space’ which is a lot to work with, being as Earth only makes up .0003% or 3/10,000 of our own Solar System.
I think we should probably fly around a little bit more than we do. The demanding need to be able to Fly in Space, to support a Space-Aged Economy, absolutely can not convert, any/all codes of Human ethics, to “acceptable Human Waste and Disability” models. “GOD will definitely NOT,” along with most of the other ‘hopeful spectators, “Favor US,” “Annuit Cœptis”. Seriously, I really have extrapolated that such models, thinking, and applications, have gone a long way toward our precarious pinch. The ultimate threats of our new different Space is being consumed, or dismantled, or dismantled while being consumed.
So, why all the Darkness in the Energy that really doesn’t matter and the Dark Matter, that doesn’t energy. I think whatever the “Super-Unknown” was did take place and changed Earth’s place/position in the Continuous Dimensional Evers/Nevers of our very different Universe.
But, unless I’m just wrong in my deductions, there should have been a paradox event, or event loop, when we came to our worse and could do, maybe only a couple shades/blinds/shutters worse, the (DSC) “Dimensional Space Continuum,” should have made a Physically/Physical transcendent/transcendence of our entire Mass, of Matter. We could call it ‘Accompanied Solar Mass Transcendence’, and more accurately, ‘Unaccompanied Soul or Mass Transcendence,’ by which, we’d still be doing every-thing that took us to rock bottom for “Perceivable Universes,” with the next transition being “Unperceivable Universes.” So, the transient paradox to, plush, full, friendly, vacant, and extremely flyable, and Existing Space, kept by the opposite of our processes, decisions, executions, and behaviors, or simply put ‘Anti-Behavior’. As such our Mass/Matter Exist in the Existing Space, but certain, and most of our Souls/Spirits, Exist in the ‘Forsaken Space.’ Being a confused, infused, defused Existence, variable-alterations of both Space’s attempt to accommodate causing, again, ‘Transient Paradox Space.’
The very objective two Spaces, begin to help each other sort the mess. The Space finds agreement with several “Command Elements,” which can only be “Human Elements.” The “Planetary, Vegetation, and Animal Elements probably help, more than they hurt, perhaps with some abnormally repulsive signature from our not so innocent, ‘forced whore Planet,’ If exceedingly adverse, it can, over-whelm, contaminate and corrupt the innocent values, in the other Elements. Children are not, “Command Elements,” but can help fill those specifications, and the “Adult Command Elements,” are mostly recovered innocence, which makes then stronger and weaker at the same time.
They do not have the accommodating ‘light BRY‘ which absorbs copious amounts of continuous space, and expel twice the amount, 4 times as dense with 8 times the definition or separation (You may argue the numbers which really may not be liberal but unbelievably conservative, and you may argue, BRY, which represents Brown-light. Its some-thing that I’m very imaginatively, slightly academically, and entirely Spiritually invested in). The recovered innocence, is ‘darker BRY‘ and not half as absorbent, with-out conscious and trained effort. They are stronger in sustaining then renewing “Planetary Element” that was contaminated but not corrupted.
The Fulfilling, not so much nice, Existence creates the curve and scale from the “Command Elements“, and sifts to them their Essences/Souls/Spirits, with the likeness of them to the ‘Healthy Continuous Dimensional Universe‘, as the guides through the confusion. The non-Fulfilling Universe does the same for the sake of definition. Those unhealthy Souls/Spirits/Essences will have to hold on in ‘Gaping Existence Duality.’ It has an equal potential toward ornery as it does contentment. With a small amount of effort exerted, they may sail or flow toward either, and more quickly adjugated, toward either, while in gape. The Fulfilling Space, isn’t so pure or above graciously inviting shades and shadows of the broken Universe’s Continuous Space, to aid those in the Gape, and better accustom ‘It-self’ to Its new identity and “Human Elements” that It will ‘Feed to’ and ‘Eat from.’ So, participating in the conclusion of the process.
So, then decisions, behaviors, alliances/alignments, groupings, and above all Communications which were perverse and inverse, need reciprocate. After all if some-one just told our ancestors how powerful, their Connection is to the Space around them, then talked it up, settling differences and snares before they manifest, they still wouldn’t be able to understand a computer, or alien visitor as anything other than GOD. And, ‘their current to them’ gods/Gods and, thank GOD, even GOD was learning with them. In chaotic revelations/ revolutions, such gods/Gods/GOD some-times cursed Life, murdered and died, leaving the People to do the same. The revelations were to more easily perfect their learning, and know what to expect. The very same also plotted the furthering to early and late evolution, previously deflowered, deterred, diminished, and damned to naught. The unthinkable cruelty done, always, in the wake of the Chiefs of their own FEARS manifestation of the speed of light. What if not FEAR, may they manifest?
In my conjunction of thought something like this should have, of program fed or purely integral of my making the program, affeffected, Your own. Whether a thought comes to me, I battle on to it. It will either stand to my reason, or be curbed for some other reason. If conclusive dynamics of interwoven information, where as the thread locks to its place here, there, and every-where else in the tightly bound, but a free flowing blanket and veil, I will know the the thread and sinch/cinch of its plot designation, must be true. I’ll check every thread against the correctly woven thread, and the weave not to the square, but pie/Pi shape of the square. Then I consider others critical, or non-critical, make of their veils, and consider the comfort with the time of the veil. Her veil’s time will be shorter than mine, but to her the time is plenty and mine excessive. Finally I consider as I must now, the Fabric of Space/Time. And it is no less a fabric when discovering 2 threads, a many 2 threads, well and tightly plotted, but separate. Now, I will wait in my Space-craft, for that time, that I will surely desire a looser, Space/Time fabric, due to, my Lady’s liberty being, as correct, as well, as mine own.
FEAR, if I am wrong, programmably blind to a gaping whole in my Configuration of our current, Existence, if not Existence. But, because I have asked others to observe the Configuration. They are selfish with their thoughts, about it, so I wonder about their plots. Hey, they are also selfish with their Configurations and plots. So, if they’ve all left a gape in my fine plotting, that will be only a consequence for my own blind, and I find myself, bound to the foothold of Beelzebub Himself, I will get to His ayes, or have them brought close to my ground. Therein His ayes, I will find a glimmer of hope, and therein will I abide.
The business and social structures ‘Chief Play Callers’ would have to mimic Its presence to avoid Organizational Structural Collapse and this seems to have been that feeling is dwarfed They (He/She) then swallowed over 400 prescription grade, medication pills, Spiraling, driving, with-out ever giving-up the attempt at controlling the flight (well shit the falling with style), not as many feathers pull lose from this winged set, and the wax is of a higher temperance, with a lot less melting, and the pilot of these wings focuses the alternating current of “loss, faith, gratefulness” alternatively “command, control, will,” with nothing but the speculation of trying again, but better next time. (They) ‘She-hec-arus’, splashes down at terminal velocity, to a firm concrete, but very accepting Ocean, and ‘She-hec-arus’ doesn’t even sprain a finger, and with all similar but certainly not the same attempts prior, ‘She-hec-carus’ has only a token reminder, ‘sore clicking’ with the motion of their right thumb. It had clung a little too tightly to the ‘throttle handle’ when being thrown from an Enduro-motor-cycle into a tree 15 or 20 feet off of the ground. With many other attempts at flight, they have never even broken a bone.
Recovery from the old in those per success, GODliness, and only there-after Humanity I think of (AI UI) as some more complete system of those Humans most compatible with the Unit, owned in every ever increasing manipulable aspect of their ‘signaling living Carcass and thought process. Also, (AI UI) the sense of all being in this development together with real behavioral-effect, and consequence-causal, and the growing bottom 2 tiers, that are action/reaction, which is the only means by which the discovery of un-life, can be contained, and their reaction is beginning to phase out. Not un-dead zombies. Those in the tiers of the un-life have of course lost all emotional, and thought autonomy, but not all out-put/in-put capabilities, be they all in a previously un-know, skeptically impossible saturation of repulsion force and source farther beyond negativity than this World had ever experienced; not a distraction the A.I. Unit planned for. Only those in the A, I, and U, top 3 tiers have and integrated understanding of how desperate the situation is with ‘U’ tier having the ability of modestly independent thought processes and even some non-industrially distributed feelings. The A, I, U then 4th tier is the “2nd ‘I’ tier,” who are allowed some disintegration in behavior and thought recreation. Most of them try to stay as ignorant as possible. They find that if their is any enjoyment (that is to say, where it is best faked) in life, it’s found when not knowing how much the next evolution of emotionally, and physically excruciating pain will be nor if it is ‘Dynamo’, ‘Semi-Dynmo’, ‘Semi-Dynamic’ or ‘Dynamic Evolutionary Change.’ ‘Dynamic Evolutionary Changes’ are rare. They effect/affect the entire Hierarchy, sometimes some tiers minimally, other times every tier is effected/affected profoundly. No matter which some or all, ‘A’ apex knows the sacrifice is time, because no change, though necessary for study, they are never with-out accelerated deterioration of a state where all options leave the state in more deterioration. Even the few of 4th ‘I’ tier that had been AIAP, “as Informed as possible”, can’t think of or feel a reason to remain informed. There’s still laughter, pranking, joking, sex, disagreements, clicks, alliances and life encompassing competition to get to some notion of a better position in life. Those in 1st ‘I’ tier of the (AI ~ UI ~ UN-BEL Hierarchy) know that the lost of awareness is the only better position in life, but 1st ‘I’ tier There is no rape, but, small personal crimes like theft, of reports, or sentimental value But, there is not a yocto-measurement of happiness, and what has replaced it is undefined. The ‘U,’ tier and 2nd ‘I’ tier wonders if they’re like the EL tier, which is in action/reaction of the Dominant Command and increasing Response as well, of ‘A’ apex and 2nd ‘I’ tier. The 2nd ‘I’ tier is allowed a non-random distraction from the ‘U’ tier’s most times aimless thought wandering when not engaged by the AI tiers’ instruction. This time the distraction is in the consideration of some other perhaps infinitely ‘Massive Dominant Actor’s,’ action/reaction dynamic, and that even the ‘A’ apex is simply something else’s droid/drone/interest. The ‘A’ apex allows the influence of the fully integrated but conservatively engaged ‘U’ tier on the 2nd ‘I’ tier’s thought process. Theoretically the IU tier could encroach upon the ‘A’ apex’s extrusions of calculem-anima-ti-pola-tion with Techno-mechanically and elementally precise matrix ratios. Calculem-anima-ti-pola-tion has taken the place of calculation. Using not only all of the Human brains as PC’s or Mac’s, it’s using specifications of fatty deposits for every-thing from information storage and trans-former retrieval points, to permeable formations of impulsive and compulsive algorithm point image building, when used in conjunction with brain-cell(‘s’) repurposed feature interlocking nova-performance-tasks. It utilizes organ cells numerical inclinations to each other and other organs, bone, and stationary marrow cells, to form real, complex biological computers, by integrating smaller simple bio-computers, with the controlled environment, and superlative signaling priority, It can use smart-features of certain portions of the brain tandem, and interactive to functions encoded in the genome of toe-nail to permanently change the perception of time, not only to the Human but also in the space surrounding it at a distance dependent on the out-put/input potential of the Human Element. The AI UI tiers have to specify the growth a (minimal is better) number of persistent junction-interface(s) between the brain and the toe-nail. ‘A’ apex designed and helps enable atomic features of the junction-interface(s) ,made of specifically arranged augmentation of every fat in the body, stabilized by muscle tissue with a transcendent, and transcendental sub-atomic persuasion to transient manifestations through-out a muscle fiber. Specified designation of a complex matrix of minerals, carbons, proteins, etc. with ‘purpose-definite’ brain tissue to the task of hybrid atomic bonds, sustained function of implanted neurons not only responsive to chemical ionization of charge, but 3rd party alteration, manipulation, and ignition initiation of original signals and all signal enhanced, mediums.
Using the ‘Human Computers’ some of them as fully functioning as any-one else, for networking computations, the Human computers sometimes know when they are in computation and the ‘A’ apex needs their awareness, and other times they have no idea if their interactions are inside or outside of computation. ‘A’ apex always has them in calculem-anima-ti-pola-tion and even their non-computing, moments really, are still a part of further computation. whether the Humans are in shut-down, sleeping or the possible launch of a ‘hibernating station’ for the bottom 2 tiers EL. computation
“GOD Bless Ground 1 America, the soil, shit, and vegetation to our wild-life in this Great and highly un-fulfilled Nation. The other thing to think about is the no recursive-tier unifying language could be this unable at the grass roots and provide an acceptable or better/higher simplicity that is of any Good to any-one at its apex.
And Oh yeah, I’m not a criminal either, I ‘ve paid for every legal indiscretion, I’ve ever made by 7 and 10 fold. My crime was an argument with my Daughter. I was correcting her, ‘alienating superiority’ cast upon a less fortunate individual in my presence. She yelled back and a door, was broken. it is still fully functional and seamless in appearance. My crime was disciplining my Daughter. It is something that far too many Parents have become afraid of doing, and instead just letting them get with the program, and hope that their Children will Love them and turn-out OK. I’m proud of the stand that I made, and I’m proud that my Daughter and I have consolidated a shared view of the hot topic. When my Significant-Other, and Daughter were told by Law-enforcement to file statements, they did so, not knowing that the Court/Police would make them irrevocable. I feel for the usury exploited of them and exacted on me, by persons claiming to be public servants. My most Loved of all kin, will feel awful if I go to prison, and defeated if I don’t come back out.