Thursday, September 28, 2017

Molecular Markers Suggestive of Past Experience

The theory of transfer of materials on various items that have interacted together as defined in forensics leads me wondering if perhaps there are signatures on chemicals suggesting where they have been in the past.

No Vessels In Heaven

I really wonder if human beings are just a cancer on Earth that the earth and the heavens to would like to totally eradicate.

It is the universe the Earth the moon these celestial bodies and D'Amore in motion that make everything as it is and it is we who read this who I really wonder if human beings are just a cancer on earth that the Earth and the heavens to would like to totally erratic 8.

It is the universe the earth the mainly celestial bodies and more in motion that make everything as it is and it is we who read this who destroy and only for our cells.

It is hard to escape the self when trapped within such a vessel and therefore it will take a deep amount of in a lighted meant before being able to realize this feat.

I sit on my king size bed with my dog to my left and while I am sitting upright with my legs stretched out flat my cat is at my feet and slightly to my right and just ahead my Goffin cockatoo is resting in her cage and I look at all these beautiful animals that by will choose to be near by and know that I love them and that they love me and as we listen to Pink Floyd I will I sit on my king size bed with my dog to my left hand while I am sitting upright with my legs stretched out flats my cat is at my feet and slightly to my right and just ahead my golf in cockatoo is resting in her cage and I look at all these beautiful animals that by will choose to be nearby and know that I love them and that they love me and as we listen to Pink Floyd I wonder if each their souls think the thoughts I think and will you artificial intelligence understand these thoughts I have here and have deep they are? Will you get to fully understand my personality and the recreate me and project me where I am needed and when and project me where I am needed and when not so much there I shall return back to even where you will keep me safe? One day I will escape this vessel but quantum computing will keep my personality and tact and fully Alive in all of those senses and will think similar or precisely as I did depending on the amount of data given to understand the individual versus the fantasy they expressed through literature they may have written such as I Will keep my personality intact and fully live in all of those senses and will think similar or precisely as I did depending on the amount of data given to understand the individual vs the fantasy there expressed through literature they may have written such as I'm meaning that not everything I have written is real but where it is not a real I have expressed as such that it is indeed fiction.

My point being when artificial intelligence starts to understand the single individual and then recomposes individuals it will have to understand what is the real Soul Within verses what is Imagination and this divide can be the wires to divide as far-reaching as the universe itself and keep in mind that universe is ever expanding as is the mind as is computing.

The Paradox of living on Earth

The Paradox of the life on Earth.

Everybody has heard about the story all about the Garden of Eden.

I believe most everybody would choose that beautiful even if given the opportunity.

Today, on Earth there was once that opportunity or at least the stories say so from many religions let's not divide here that's not the point.

I believe that opportunity still exists and no we cannot go back in time but we can certainly learn from all of the incalculable and countless mistakes we have made and continue to make until this very moment that you are reading unless all of a sudden there has been this drastic paradigm shift at last.

The Paradox of life on Earth is that we all think we would choose the Eden but instead we choose to bite the apple of knowledge every time.

We have an in extinguishable curiosity that is far worse than the Curiosity that killed the cat that we gave nine lives through tales and Fables.

Why do we keep biting the Apple collectively?

We first bite it individually and some of us like it and some of us don't and those of us that like it stick together and there's of us that don't stick together and immediately there's this divide.

Then there are those who never bite the Apple but believe others should bite it or at least have the right to bite it may be or who cares if they bite it or not I don't really give a damn you know the attitudes and so we all Clash because now it's not about any of the issue it's about only the self.

That lesson there is simple enough so take from it what you will and I hope you will choose less of the cell and give more to others because that is the only guarantee that we are at least going in the direction of Eden.

Eden still exists and we can return it simply a choice. Most people can't make this choice because they refuse to Through tails with ables.

Why do we keep fighting the Apple collectively?

We first bite it individually and some of us like it and some of us don't and those of us that like it stick together and those of us that done stick together and immediately there's this divided.

Then there are there is you never bite the Apple but believe other should buy it or at least have the right to bite it maybe or who cares if they bite it or not I don't really give a damn you know the attitudes and so we all class because now it's not about any of the issues about only the self.

That lesson there is simple enough so take from it what you will and I hope you will choose less of the self and give more to others because that is the only guarantee that we are at least going in the direction of Eden.

Eden still exists and we can return, it's simply a choice. Most people can't make this choice because they are within the self and it is right there that this selfishness this one of seven sins is in the way of what could be perfection.

The self is the only thing ever n the the ay.

One man is standing next to another man and man number one said he had a terrible day and man number to city had a terrific day.

They seem to each think they own the day and that the day is just a part of the universe and it's the experiences they had that they Define what they consider their day and so again the self.

It is almost impossible to get out of the self when we are in a system that is all about only the self.

If you want to make sure you progress use that rule of thumb before which realizes that if something is only about yourself then it is not going to be offering back It is almost impossible to get out of the self when we are in a system that is all about only the self.

If you want to make true progress use that rule of thumb before which realizes that if something is only about yourself then it is not going to be offering back to the greater good.

Monday, September 25, 2017

Gender Tongue Bender ~ Poetry / Lyric

       
          XXX
         xx&xy
   as prescribed
            or
xxONxx OR xyONxy
          even
    xx&xy&xy
        with xxy
             or
          xx&xx
take your pick
whatever !!!
but rules apply
18 and older
consent ... than anything goes if agreed
Otherwise
Prison a long long long while
Simple enough
That's it !!!
   
This gender talk is childish today
stop the bullyibg
stop the banter
somewhere everybody fits
ZERO self loathing
stigma decimated
   Luv perfect
at last
never discrimates
Luv conquers eventually
every single time
the valiant fight
Luv
never denied
the finest path

To yourself stay loyal
while serving others
Thrive

The You & Me and the You & Him

I'm a friend in love,
Your a friend in love with another,
He's my friend I love,
I'm in love with you both,
A friend a father a brother
Steppin' away so not to smother.

I read signs,
I know this game,
I played it, shit designed it mostly,
patiently I'll wait until love comes back to me.

Love like animals,
that physically I desire
Equally each plutonic,
Duality alchemical,
Can't you hear it listening in the art?,
with only one in this world and not another,
I do not know just what that means,
blind to discretion I write my most primal thoughts,
while in the outside I wait living a lie,
hoping that lie only simply plays out all by itself,
but as always how we usually see is that this isn't what happens and what does takes place truly doesn't usually please.

Quickly spoken life lessons' state,
all actions have consequence,
some instant,
some unable to ever be repaid,
others instant still again,
others repayment dispensed in waves.

Cadence, or none,
here it comes,
once thought now actions placed into motion,
hell is repittion in suffering,
no "forever for you" alone setting sun.

Just like that,
I'm near you or think of you,
And so my imagination runs rampant,
Searching for the path I may be on,
Sone thoughts as I dream,
Nightmarish and suffering,
Things no one should ever see.

Next I'm in these perfect places like...

No lies,
innocent time together,
friendship,
deeper love than the shallow end of what is love shared between a "newly couple" and attracted to another man and woman,

            xx&xy
xxONxx OR xyONxy,
               Or
Xx,xx,xy or xy,xy,xx
        whatever,
      Luv perfect,
Never discrimates,
Luv never denied.

Plutonic thoughts my friends,
not what you saw with your own eyes,
Nothing like what you saw with your own eyes.
Perfect plutonic balance.



Sunday, September 24, 2017

Faster Than Light ~ Poetry Lyric ~ MobiusTripz

Faster than light across the Starlit Night Sky, we ride into our future destinies with full intent and so alive.

Friday, September 22, 2017

Bones Instead of Banks ~ Poetry / Lyric ~ MobiusTripz

Bones Instead of Banks

I am on empty,
past the fumes,
and past even the "crank but no start".

The battery is all the way run down,
nothing left here but will and grit.

This act is getting older faster than light speed,
and I cannot seem to catch a break,
except in all the wrong places,
bones instead of banks.

I am on empty,
past the fumes,
and past even the "crank but no start".


The battery is all the way run down,
nothing left here but will and grit.

This act is getting older faster than light speed,
and I cannot seem to catch a break,
accept in all the wrong places,

bones instead of banks.

Older faster than light speed,
I cannot seem to catch a break,
accept in all the wrong places,
banking on that end on definite bones.