Bicycle

My father stole a bicycle when he was a boy. That affects me in the form of a cognitive imbalance. The matter is concerning a possibility. The badly needed capacity to reason is missing in my perspective. The person discerns the facts from someone else’s possibility. I can only hope that Spinoza provides the context when I am in need of support. Below is a bicycle. Although it is not the main part of the composition, the bicycle is present. Lately I’ve been thinking I would like to do a painting of a bicycle.

Pynchon In Public

I have to do some writing about Thomas Pynchon. I’m going to explore this website: Thomas Pynchon. Interestingly, I mused about this author years ago in a post called: Thomas Pynchon on my Gevluef blog where I establish that he is doing good relative to his family and Democracy.

I have much more to say about him. There may be a newer post around July 2024, where I make some notes to myself about the things he is dealing with.

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Golden Girls TV Show

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This show illustrates all my faults prior to and before I painted in 1991. Golden Girls is like my adversary for my childhood, everything I did wrong. Because these ladies complained about me all the time they got the attention of a cemetery worker who cremated Thomas Jefferson on October 19, 1991 as punishment for my childhood crimes. The pictures following this post are shortcuts for some of the difficulties the golden girls had with me and brought to the show. They do not like me. And it is with much enmity that I have decided to include them in my blog called Gevluef. Here is the fact of the October date:

Comment: I have changed the date that Thomas Jefferson’s service ended. This comment is post Blue Painting; after February 2016. And, I have corrected the date from the incorrect November to October.

Comment: Betty White died December 31, 2021 at the age of 99.

Stigma

I’m feeling self conscious about the following Blog post. I know that I have readers and they are not always staff. I think that admitting that I have a mental illness is a shock to readers who are not staff. I’m sorry; this might be a disconnect. The truth that I have been talking about mental illness the whole time is apparent to readers that have been with me for a while. There are lots of posts that deal with the “conscience” going back several years in Gevluef. Considering that you are a new reader, I apologize. There is a lot of awareness of mental illnesses in our communities; and that you are here, I am certain I completely understand the schizophrenia and schizo-affective mental illnesses. You are in good hands because in this Blog I explicitly tell the readers what exactly these are.

There is over three hundred fifty posts in Gevluef. I have accomplished much. I don’t want to lose a reader just because I have felt the need to distinguish myself from schizophrenia. It feels as if I am writing without a history. That’s not right; I have said enough for anyone to understand mental illness. If you don’t care about it, then resolve that you have had a chance to learn what exactly mental illness is.

Please have patience. This is a difficult subject. I have had some major changes recently. I am adjusting to a new circumstance. Though I am not feeling the historical perspective of Gevluef, I know that my ideas are good ones. It just takes time for the ideas to sink in.

If you are a family member please visit the Psychology Today article where the “Mental Health Problem” is discussed: mental-health-stigma

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Today I subtracted my JBL Speakers. October 2, 2014

Today I bought a PEPSI. I found out that doing so was a Staff Directive. I want to tell you that I had mixed emotions, but that my rational thinking told me PEPSI is more appropriate for me. I made such a huge mess with my bizarre thoughts all I can do is concede that I didn’t like PEPSI.

The truth is that days before this experience PEPSI arranged a donation and that PEPSI helped me in a big way. I found my owner; the owner of the JBL Speakers. Given many options as to what to do with them, the owner finely incinerated them in the yard. I’m a free person no more bound to Acoustic reflexes! The PEPSI money helped me to accomplish that. I’m so grateful to PEPSI for making that possible. Recall that acoustic enclosures are a probable place for an expected mother to put her baby. Those JBL’s were present when my mom was pregnant.

So if you like PEPSI and want to promote the brand of cola, pick up some used speakers and give a person their freedom. The staff told me finely, “you only shave once.” I knew what that meant because I remember how it felt when my JBL’s were incinerated.

If I hadn’t blown it with PEPSI, I might have gotten some sponsorship money; but they pulled out at the last minute. Keep in mind that bizarre thoughts, which I had with a PEPSI, are caused by a girl.