what a colorful consternation...

ya know what?

she would never have one wait, i had almost forgotten about that. this explains a lot.

in retrospect, i should have written in more detail to my brother than on my blog in excruciatingly vague detail.

sorry. its a nice afternoon, i've participated in two wonderful activities in me-ish fashion to provide myself with the wonderful feeling i have right now.

the ninja is drinking a beer called "la fin du monde", after having a bowl on the back porch, in near perfect weather (mosquitos are weather? a forecast, of doom!) to all you non french speakers, that means "the end of the world". boo yeah. what a tasty beer, and that is a sentence that rarely gets chance to truthfully cross my lips in conversational fortitude.

its something i have to remember, you see.

she would never have me wait. she would always have me to move forward. its an aspect i had not really made the connection on.

and its one of the best tools so far. Duh, man! seriously! look at that sentence. (the first sentence, not the bit about me not making a connection.)

did you look at it?

ok its a statement. taken to be fact, it becomes a unit of measurement used in the case of a false-true scenario. to you programmers, it becomes a if-then statement as a logic test. its a xor.

i win.

what? sheesh. what more do i have to explain. i'm gonna change subjects. what on earth possesed me to post this rather than email it is beyond me. but here goes you innocent bystanders and you students of yore.

look, you think telepathy is nonsense and instincts are old person bally-hoo? what about your conscience? whatever name you call it? your gut? you feel it too, everyone does. OK so thats established. ever taken the wrong "hunch" ? The "advice" you heard bore consequences in the opposite of what you had in mind? You made a mistake on a whim? Then you've gotten something else, and it comes in something along the lines of telepathically. what i just used above is a tool to compare incoming instincts, or whathaveyou. is it inactivity? is it waiting? then its ill-advice.

you have your own dieties, whomever you have chosen. mine works this way, the same way i work. on action.

(careful prudence on patience with the wayfaring warrior: patience is not waiting for the unknown (see further upon this post about the unkown and releases) but a form of waiting in the sense of being on a boat and taking note of the wind direction so as to use it to your aims in navigation. My decisions are based on speed with action, so patience for me is a form of getting into the flow of whatever i'm trying to do, if i'm not already attuned. Patience is the measure of the amount of time it takes to attune to a flow. Sometimes its years, sometimes its nanoseconds, perhaps even skippable and thusly zero.)



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upon the unknown, i have no opinion. It's only fair.

i think perhaps an unknown, used in context (and thus conjunction) with a verb) can release any previous mental blocks of the subject. For instance, thinking "i can't jump this high" and then trying anyways. Cases where the jump was higher would indicate a previous inaccurate conception of self-ability, and any congruent "instincts" accompanying said thought could also be used as the type of tool as i just described above.

it could be useful if someone said this type of thing. thats why i wrote this here than just emailed it to my brother, who probably already blasted past me on the whole subject of telepathy and logical introspection. i wouldn't be surprised if that guy just up and teleported or flew right to where i'm at next week.
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anywho, i wanted to ask anyone who read this what they thought about kings, king mentality in the minds of the subjects, and in the minds of kings. What do you think it started as? what kind of activity do think helped nurture the growth of the idea, for both parties? What is a king, to you? No more than a word of antiquity? A prize reserved for the most lucky, evil, or something else? What are any and all thoughts you have on the subject of one man serving another, as opposed to himself and as opposed to everyone, and also as opposed as first himself and then another?

pfffft. like i'll get any replies. at least i got an email from em, and wierdly enough, my mom. i dunno how to go about that. she sent an awesome recipe i think, but in all honesty i dunno if i can trust any type of anything from my parents. i know it sounds emo to those who don't know me and my parents, and sounds pretty harsh from those that do, and hopefully understandable to one or two, but i lately can't place my parents in my head. i dunno if they have been there to help me, or hinder me, or if either is even applicable in the sense that i think of them in. Both sides of the chart hold a very large score, and its still a close call. Oh yeah.

and then theres the reason behind the king quiz i gave above. or poll rather. i must learn more about kings. and something my father told me is proving true, at least with his actions and such towards me.

and it scares me. not in the sense of scaring me to a cowering turd, but in the sense of scaring me in being something in which the enormity of it is startling, in this case, to the point of extreme shock. Boyo boyo vague. sorry. obviously since im still running it through my head its hardly going to get any screen time here.

at least 2 people better reply to this question in this post, or i'll probably stop posting. you have an indeterminate amount of time, ie im not gonna tell you how long it matters.

(this is a threat designed to urge you to reply hoping that you replied in time for me check and count it before i ignore this blog.)


(as a lesson in observation, a person using this kidn of threat, with a history of posting as much as deadpool does obviously spends a lot of time on a computer and writing as much about replies as he does, has no amount of time or a very large amount of which he will continue checking if anyone has replied. Especially since he probably has email notice on. This implies that he would continue to get notice of replies until he changed his email, a not too common event. This could be used as a gage of time, and if used in a statistical sense, measures to a month or few before he changes, despite previous occurences of random activity, random activity hardly connected with conversational activity. He still has the same AIM screen name after all.)

(writing something as such is immediate recognition that both parties have the knowledge inherent in written writ. Thinking in the sense that the other already knows what you are thinking leads to a different sense of conversation.)

(ya know, writing under the influence of both these things is considerably...extensive. pretty much me leaking my brain onto a digital recorder. no thought used at all to provide a creative, or even edited contextual content. hardly any grammatical correction used.)

(oh boy, at least one of you caught on. That one knows that when i say "she wouldn't have me wait" knows that any one's ultimate challenge is their opposite. So therefore...logic awaits you, and im not nearly as far gone as perhaps thought. siiiigh. am i ever? sheesh.)