Dumping Going On

I’ve graduated from an eight week cigarette cessation class at Public Health. The teacher has learned a lot of Philosophy presumably because it was her major in college. She is real nice. She indicated that if someone is coming up with dirt about me that there is dumping going on.

I’ve been writing in my blog with the intention to resolve a problem that arises for someone interested in me. There is dumping going on? People are getting nasty because there is dumping going on? The teacher who may have majored in Philosophy isn’t bringing up problems with me. She feels more like a support person.

I’m responding to the dumping? I don’t want to do it anymore. If you have a problem, the chances are pretty good that I have addressed it already. One classmate in the class I took gave me a mint; if only she could read 17990!

The Landfill

I have given this post a Tag: Lithographic, Printmaking. Although there are four other posts on this subject here at Gevluef. Use Search, “Horsechestnut” to get the others. UC Santa Cruz has a lot of limestone for fine art printing. It is a major collection, and a reason to go to UC Santa Cruz – or not. They have a landfill.

I saved quite a lot of horsechestnut seeds from Seattle which I brought with me on my vacation to Taos and Chico California. During my vacation I determined the seeds would most benefit the lithography studio at UC Santa Cruz. At UCSC there is an excellent collection of lithographic limestone for printing Art. The infused fresh water would be good for them since they are fine porous limestone and they absorb water from the printing process. So, I mailed the horsechestnut seeds to the UCSC lithographic studio. That was the beginning of the problem.

It was the summer session at UCSC in 2001 and the Teacher’s Assistant received my collection marked as “ART SUPPLY.” He opened the package and the plastic tub containing the seeds. Then he said quietly, “I’ve been had!” He didn’t even look at the paperwork; he just threw everything away as if he wanted no part of it. There were over fifty seeds in that collection. That’s enough to make sweet water for lots of printmaking sessions. But the highly valued seeds went to the landfill instead. I have to make it clear to the reader that I intended the seed collection to be used at the lithography studio. When I am asked if I put the horsechestnut seeds in the landfill, I tell people, “I can’t do it.” If you are from Santa Cruz and blame me for this problem, I am sorry. I have had horsechestnut seed infused water in my body. I have some concerns about the landfill. I have to deal with the unexpected outcome of the landfill because the TA wasn’t interested in learning what the seeds were.

I imagine that the seeds have made the landfill fresh and sweet, and that the people in Santa Cruz have trouble with it leading to the body. They were thrown away in 2001, so there is an entire section of the landfill affected; but, that they were buried long ago. There are some things to consider about this problem, but you must think that our cash-bills have horsechestnut seed as a fundamental element in the cash design – perhaps it is the ink or the paper.

The TA eventually found out that something went wrong and learned about the seeds after the fact. He has visited Seattle Washington where the seeds grow in the wild. At this late date, I have had the expectation that he introduce horsechestnut seed into the lithography studio like I planned; but, I have not been satisfied as to any progress toward my original intention.

Silhouette

One of the last major achievements to get is Jesus; he was a silhouette. It should be the first achievement though. My reader needs to get prepared to understand mental illness. I’m not saying that Jesus had a mental illness, but in the posts that I have already written, I talk about distinguishing the conscience. And, so the reader should be aware that one of the sacred mysteries of Jesus will unfold. He was a silhouette.

The basic understanding should be that Jesus was the son. That is the important and correct way to understand; because if you want to say that his father was God, you have to admit that you have an understanding of a genetic disorder called phocomelia. Jesus was the son. That is the final way of understanding the phocomelia difficulty; through the son. The masses will accept the son appropriately because trying to understand phocomelia was too difficult for an earlier time.

The disorder manifests in cunning and baffling ways. Imagine that the father had phocomelia and that Jesus inherited some genes from his father. There is two genes of which Jesus got one of them where the phocomelia disorder was passed on as a dominant trait. Later in this blog I talk about distinguishing genetic traits of the conscience. But the most profound insight is that Jesus could never discern which dominant gene he inherited. Only that he was a silhouette of the two dominant genes that his father possessed in which his father had a genetic disorder now called phocomelia.

If you do not understand, please have patience. This blog will teach you. All you have to get now is that Jesus was a silhouette. Later on after you have read about the conscience and you rethink this little tidbit about Jesus, it will excite you. The amazing part about what you will discover is that this knowledge strengthens your faith. You will think that Jesus is a super human. That he was the son is a sacred mystery after all. You will have more insight into your faith. Jesus was a silhouette.

Eye And Mind

The essay in which every college student should read is Eye And Mind translation by Carleton Dallery. There is another translation that is more recent; but it is inferior. The best is the one I have provided the link for; however to get this essay in full you might have to buy the book. I can’t seem to find this translation on the Internet. To read about Merleau-Ponty visit his Wikipedia page.

Victim of Stalking

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What it looks like to staff that sees me is “A Beautiful Mind;” but, I now know that I have the symptoms of a victim of stalking. There is another movie that tells me more clearly that I’m being stalked: “There’s Something About Mary.”

It just hit me over the head the other movie was so obvious. At the end of the movie, there is a song that says my friends tell me to quit my complaining. I would like help. By the time “A Beautiful Mind” has a turn, it’s too late. Yet, I would like to ask Staff to get some training to deal with me as a victim of stalking. Right now, they are treating for a mental illness, and I am saying I need a little more support around my symptoms because I’m being stalked. A little training on the subject will confirm that I am having symptoms of being stalked. So please, help me by understanding the pathology of the crime. At the very least, if you are working with me, could you please see the movie: “There’s Something About Mary.”

If I’m supposed to be a victim of Stalking, what are my symptoms?

Beauty is an addiction

  • I’m complaining about someone that hasn’t been a part of my life in twenty years.
  • In my social contacts, the other person implicitly dictates to me the subjects to be talked about.
  • People involved with me are choosing left.
  • Many facts and issues I address are denied as not being true or not based in reality.
  • I can’t engage in small talk.
  • Bodies having names correlating to me are being cremated.