Psalms 115 is pretty good. Picture, Pay Stub, Shower, Parking-lot, Accommodation.
Now that I have identified a possible fix, I want to just mention that it might be a fix for the Proverbs 6.
Comment: January 9, 2026: On December 28, 2025 I was moved from Proverbs to the Gospel of Mark.
I wish I could be a better friend. I was a whore. This is the latest “What’s That?” It was Proverbs.
Lilies of the Field is currently my very top movie these days. From it I would proceed to a subaltern movie. I will be inclined to return the idea of Lilies of the Field because it brings up the Famous Philosopher Berkeley. I guess I’m hooked on Lilies because I think that Berkeley has a Chapel in mind from his childhood. With that as one of the issues for Berkeley, it would have influenced his later works of Philosophy.
The dialog is pretty tight as well. I think that Lilies is worthy of Auto-Play. Not only does this movie parse correctly for this Time, it’s many chords manages to take care of me!
See you at the movies!
It is no longer available on the internet, but I just wanted to mention the “Acoustic Exchange.” It might be relevant here.
Lets get started. The deadline to turn in your gun in Hong Kong was the 15th of July. This is consistent with their Amnesty program. Now that the date has passed, two things are worth noting. First, in a city of that size, there are bound to be little factions or pockets of people all believing the same thing regardless of validity.
It is a Cavity Continue reading “On Dental Hygiene”
You already have seen this picture in Apply Frank
So many pairs of onion stitches!
There are so many things going-on on the Internet. Assuming I am behaving, there is some news I have to share. I am Blogging in other places. I am on the Internet. I am getting around. The news I want to share is only news I could get while discovering the divots around and about. All that work I was doing; that was just the old system. This is the stuff making news these days.
Did you read my title? He better be over 70 IQ points; Frank. There is first a cross-product. I thought we could “Toilet-Drive.” There is usually a sale at the market place on candy. I am learning that other than the high priced candy of convenience stores, a person can get a regular candy bar for $0.33 cents at the market. It is an ongoing deal. Let’s go Down; Yeah Baby!
Have you gotten the news yet? It is existentially — No! There are those whose strength they know not, as in the power of the metaphor, these Special people always seem to end up black-and-blue. But there is a reason for that; it’s Jeff. The persistent problem arises when these low functioning people start to learn about how they became a person. Basically, due to metaphor they are all on the same page. All that’s needed is for the metaphor to catch on and the trip unfolds as it does for anyone. “Carl is a Jap” I hope that they keep working at it because when they get home they better get back into themselves. Aren’t we fortunate from the common areas now such as Psychotherapy introduces a person to; the city bus, the public health clinic, shopping carts, and bathrooms at the mall, these are all places where you are in the desired circumstance. You know not to touch your eyes and mouth. These are all the instances of how to get a communicable disease. But in this context, that’s a good thing; for example, how else can a person get a mite! These places are worthy trading posts for handling large amounts of Sugar.
All of this is just fine and dandy. Ho Hum; Right? It is time the news has passed; don’t ya think? A friend has been inspired and you have brought them a Coat Hanger from home. Hopefully the sanctity of a coat hanger has remained in tact; it is for your friend so you give them a coat hanger. Is it well formed? There are other less appropriate forms of a coat hanger, but in this instance the coat hanger is normal. Maybe you are getting the playful mood I have been in lately. The scale could be all the matter way out of proportion. Did I just give my friend my Golden Gate Bridge? It is made of metal. But what is a Gate. And why is it Golden?
Lets see. What else could I have been up to all this time. Does this page indicate I have friends? I have got to do an integral. I live in California! You’re friends with who you’re with. I am always with Frank; but I am not a car.
There is a difference in the Languages of English and Chinese. Interestingly the Chinese language has an object oriented assignment. With good etiquette, I have to create something that will help me to get to the Predicate without making the object assignment. I have been worried about this; in English it’s always a V. This inane object from the Legal system is the thing separating the Plaintiffs and the Defendants. The Chinese people probably have a name for this V. object since it also is in the middle. So, when I see my writing and the sentences are formed, I do not say what marries my Subject/Predicate idea because I am using English.
One of the worst habits in the English language is perhaps the Comma Splice. When, by my own design, I cause a writer to have a habit such as V, I should say the action sooner. What in English we call a comma splice is within the mechanics of the Chinese Language an object of the matter. Thus the sentences are formed with an object assignment.
The subject, the subject, the subject action. About what? Make the action about the subject. Directly say what the subject predicates. The hang time is like a Wave. The Moon makes the waves. You ride the wave. As in motion Surfing is exciting enough to bring the predicate closer to the Subject. There isn’t much chance of delaying the predicate in this instance. Is my V tanking?
Surely there are already programs in place for dealing with a person like me. I do not know why that is, but my sentences are made up of two separate sentences. I often write a complex or compound sentence. I am sure I will someday learn about how I form sentences. But for now, let’s say that I have created an inspiration to get my predicate to come before I am concerned with an object.
I am going to discuss my personal views about someone who is very important to me; Merleau-Ponty. From my first recollection, I did not like Ponty. The fact is those feelings guaranteed me an automatic ‘F’. I can tell that I have made progress in my opinion since – as evidence by my erasure of comments in the margins of his greatest work: Eye and Mind.
So I cleaned up my copy of his essay. Merleau-Ponty who was a French Philosopher wrote about the Master French painter Cezanne. After Ponty passed away in the early sixties, his works were translated into English. The translator, Carleton Dallery used a number of writing styles to achieve an effective and purposeful study for the English speaking scholar to learn about Cezanne. The consequences for my strong feelings against Merleau-Ponty at that first reading are not outside of the realm of possibilities for any reader. It might be the case that Carleton Dallery at the expense of being perceived as not knowing a certain detail about Cezanne, embedded a critical idea which does not come to fruition in order to affect the reader with strong feelings. Not however, but particularly for Ponty, space has taken on a kind of identity. I have had difficulty overcoming my initial opinion and further hold by some fault of my own I have come up short on wits. Thus I must reason I had at that time the condition about which I have already talked about a necessity for agreement. This is in keeping with my latter readings, and I want to reassure Dick Tracy that I like Maurice Merleau-Ponty and that I understand his essay; I admit it is a great work.
You are a fool! So, you say you like Maurice Merleau-Ponty, but you have changed. Why you don’t convict him for your disposition?
Well, I will tell you, my friend, Maurice Merleau-Ponty’s English translation has as a remedy something called a Rhinoplasty. This is a Plastic Surgery correcting the Septum from deviation. These were his last words, ‘you have your whole life ahead of you.’ I got a Rhinoplasty. It has been the single most enlightening procedure of my Life.
If you are able to sustain a frame of mind on that of a person whose fingers are stubby, you will learn. There are a number of builds that are available to muse with; all of which raises your social status. I am telling you this because there is a reason that a Dominant Gene results in a Conscience. The Dominant Genes of this particular type in a person who has one from each parent, results in a disorder, called Phocomelia, and which causes a birth defect of the arms and hands. Phocomelia literally means Flippers. The genetic disposition, I am calling a Disorder, includes the making of the Conscience where there is only one Dominant Gene of which it is the same type. Here the Idea is that you get your genes from your parents. This is a normal condition to have one, or to have both Recessive. The infamous Luke Sky-walker was Recessive-Recessive; “Use the Force Luke”. And this very issue which sadly Maurice Merleau-Ponty did not correctly develop for some reason, is a Distinguishing component of socialization.
When the Philosopher says existentially NO!; it is to be a distinguishing threshold in which we enlightened the path to Fame. For example you would not want a person with a conscience to read the news or write lyrics for an album unless the person were able to overcome the present with new material. What you have said about my acceptance of Maurice Merleau-Ponty is probably a thought disorder.
To make this situation which I have built in thought whole, I just want to mention that there is another reading of David Hume. His thoughts mostly have been about the good of determination. But if you needed an advocate for your applied distinguishing activity, which I have said is Genetic, Hume has the correct thinking for a free minded person of a general nature to be an advocate. So, on the basis that this issue is Genetic, I conclude that there will be NO changes in the thinking process – no fear. I say this and I expect you to believe that you are who you are ever since conception. Now, haven’t I been a nuisance, a person should not have Fear? And haven’t I just given you a good reason to teach Hume even though his works only seem to fit with a certain type of a person?
If for some reason, the little friendship that Maurice Merleau-Ponty and Jean-Paul Sartre had while the editors of the magazine in France the prejudice against Maurice Merleau-Ponty still went without address, his reason is there really is something to see: and I am referring to Phenomenology. Maurice Merleau-Ponty would have been the president of that little organization of Cosmonauts.
Now, I have a little bit of house keeping to do for Maurice Merleau-Ponty that I haven’t addressed elsewhere. While Maurice Merleau-Ponty had a driver which never came to fruition. I have mentioned it earlier, there is a confusion about which gene he is referring to. Let me say that when I was referring to a Dominant Gene, it is conceivable the inherited dominant gene for conscience could have come from either parent and not just the Father. Though he did not speak of it, he was all the while referring to another Gene; it was a driver to get a person to have strong feelings. In the Philosophical work Eye and Mind, which he is best known for and which he sort of built a little engine “see,” Maurice Merleau-Ponty, though I do not believe it today, there is a tendency to confuse the gene for sex with the gene for conscience. Recall that Maurice Merleau-Ponty mostly ignored the prompting from Sartre about the Genetic issue. So, when the prejudicial perspective that Sartre would have prompted him about in their years together came up, Maurice Merleau-Ponty probably extended his most highest held belief, to see, in the instance that it is restricted to that of the spirit of the Father. In the case of the Fathers Gene, the Genetic issue is in regards to the twenty-third Chromosome determining a person’s sex. In a remedy, from the religious point of view involving the Holy Trinity, after thoughts (God willing), the Father could have a high degree of influence over his children’s cognitive abilities. Here I want to mention that this is as much a disparity as that of the twenty-second Chromosome which determines conscience. So, even though I have been square about a Distinguishing social issue, the presiding gene, I have had to bring into the discussion a matter of articulation of Maurice Merleau-Pontys emphasis as having a gene that could inconceivably been inherited from the Mother as well as from the Father. It is the Holy Trinity case the Philosopher Spinoza had as a good Catholic. Maurice Merleau-Ponty merely cast into time for a collection of intelligent substance with which seeing would be the basis of a Phenomenology without the context involving the gene for sexual orientation.
I seem to have uncovered a matter of confusion. If you wish to think about this issue look at XVR and Comments to XVR
Read My Comments: 1. Cavity 2. Expensive
I will empower, indemnify, and uncover the meaning of these words. It all started when a terrible man coveted me to the extent I could not manage my social affairs. After nine years his musings became like music to me. I was unique and I learned his language. If you want to know what it is like to have your own corner of world to live in, perhaps you could bare with me to see what meaning is in store for just two words. I know you are asking why I should expose a man by sharing, when it is clear I like his language has he has imposed on me. I became a great story teller. The man has passed away. The insight no less important has disappeared. The two words openly deployed before you had meaning to me and the man. If I do not tell, they will be lost words. I am alerted they have already fallen from my highest esteem with his passing.
I need not point out the need for improvement in the dental hygiene area. I think the problem started early in 2003 when I became the subject of a campaign of hate and scorn from my dental clinic. My factual information was coalesced with scant biographical information. It was disseminated anonymously by California’s Western Dental. A billing office located in Orange County was identified as the culprit.
Basically after a year I managed to stop them from sending the email; all I had to do was acknowledge them. I have found that quite generally I often discern my adversary. This often includes a certain directive which in this case I had satisfied by the year’s end.
The next word: Expensive. I am at a loss as to exactly what the meaning was. My intuition tells me I had been excited about something which was neither true nor measurable and which lead to an associatively deeper sort of truth. It was an idea that never came to fruition and still reinforced a person to accept it on emotional grounds. Of course I recall it (Expensive is another way to explain a need for an integral). This must have been what I did to recognize Western Dental’s directive. My name had become Hugh Farrell. I reasoned these people without quite knowing what was required, had placed great importance on their information about me. I must have navigated through my process and resolved their directive as one of my accomplishments. This must have been in agreement with a fundamental premise of the Dental Clinic with the name Western Dental. Even in the situation where I am compromised from their having given out my information I am still willing to give them a start; “Where would you go if you had a cavity?”
Well; that just about wraps up everything. The question remaining in the mind of the reader, Why China? I am not the person to point out that what has been working as a culture for thousands of years is wrong. For one there is reiteration; which means there is enough reinforcement for the pattern to re-occur. Neither am I the person who should say after unity & order the process has a bad outcome. From what you know; wouldn’t these observations have already surfaced? For me however, this is the setting in which my emotional self flourishes. I noticed some things about me I thought I had a problem with; and I realized they were parts of an emotional self. The fact that I have feelings is in agreement with China. As far as I am able to use my resources, I will always get reinforcement from China for expressing my feelings even if I were disappointed. If I had to describe them I would say they are from the object “Diplomacy”.
I have this disposition. I know already that I diplomacy speak harsh words about China: a foreign Country. But this is just because I diplomacy made the thinking incorrect based on my diplomatic perceptions. So my comment must diplomacy limit my scope. I know that this culture China does not accept the western beliefs from Berkeley. Or if China did, there is the opening for that of a fan which over many years I still do not know of. Where is my fan? This fissure does not have a remedy because the emphasis is on the problem of a female relative to Berkeley. But it is a conditioned thinking element of culture which satisfies the requirement of unity and order. Assuming that this is just an account of sufferings and disenchantment my diplomacy would be forced to correctly establish myself as the authority to it. This counts as an explanation for me, the proceeding would have been the outcome of my own doing. This must be an activity of Chinese Culture. Thousands of years have passed, and China has a repertoire of living experiences the people can recognize. This must mean everything to China to have a living history.
Human Beings are meant to live a hundred years, this man counted to a thousand just to get home. The next one spends a half of his life as a helpless child or spent half in sleep. Of the time that remains, half is added to mechanisms with increased complexity. So, what remains are all the various instances a person is plagued by pain, sickness, sorrow, bitterness, deaths, losses, worry, fear, and return. In sum, six years is hardly a measure at all of time in which a person can reason without needing any chance intervals- a perception of saving.
What is man’s life for? What pleasure is there in it? Is it for beauty and riches? Is it for color? When at a time beauty and riches no longer answer the needs of the heart, and when a surfeit of colors become only a weariness to the eyes, there are only remedies of which cheat history of the usual bad outcome. Do we live for the sake of being now crowed into submission by the fear of the Law and its penalties? We waste our rational faculties in a mad scramble of emotions none of which is worthy to note. What could be called a relationship is really a hollow praise of an hour, scheming to contrive that somehow some remnant of reputation shall outlast our lives.
We safely move through the various motions, in olden times it was a narrow groove; we are preoccupied with the various instances of those formulas that work for great men. Are we brooding over our prejudices, pretending the joys of life are among us without even knowing we only use those parts which are apparently missing? Consider for a moment you have a taste of the hardy wine of freedom. Should your anxiety be relieved, nothing gnawing at you, no perception of a need; is this also the character of transparency? We are truly imprisoned as if we lay at the bottom of a dungeon, heaped with chains but trusted and full of advice.
The men of grace and context know that life comes without warning, and as suddenly goes. They denied none of their natural inclinations, and repressed none of their bodily desires. They never felt the spur of fame. They sauntered through life gathering its pleasures as the impulse moved them. They filled in the cross roads, but they cared nothing for fame. In death they all have the same qualities and they all “pull snow.”
Now spurred to frenzied action by the promise of a reward or fame, the question is: were you a Cemetery or were you a Celebrity? Thus the myriad things are equal at birth, and again become equal in death. All are equally wise, equally foolish, equally noble, equally base.
Today people live fewer years to get home, others are employed many, but they all die. The benevolent sage dies just as dead as the wicked fool. Alive they were [the sage-kings] Yao and shum; dead, they are just rotten bones. Alive they were [the cruel tyrants] Lieh and Chou; dead, they are just rotten bones. And rotten bones are all alike; who can distinguish them? Then let us make the most of these moments. Try to notice the improvements and find ways of measuring them. We have to be concerned with what those have said…. always.
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