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EDELWEISS - Vol. I: The ALGORHYTHM - XIII
EDELWEISS
***
- Chapter I:
The ALGORHYTHM
XIII.
“… Future?!..
I may have forgotten the word, - or just did it on purpose. Because there is no future, for these little ones I watch. Other way around, said, their future, looks sealed, already. Sealed by a society who is about to taste from the seeds of their own doing. Not these seeds which already grown up, spreading lawlessness. But the very seeds of evil taking to extreme, madness taken to a new level, as never known before to human kind. Will they be cured, after?!.. Or, once with this world being under trials of cleansing, how many among them, will be truly, cured?! How many would learn, from their own deeds, what kind of world they have built?! Would be too late, to fix it. Will be too late, for everyone. Yet, that is the price, to be paid. Violence is repaid with more violence. Brute force is repaid with heavy battles. It is the same like striking with a hammer into a granite wall. The wall ask the human: can you break me? And the human takes the hammer and tries. Harder, and harder, and harder. Then, gives up. Its hands, are all full of wounds, got blinded in one eye, and its body, falls, tired. In that moment, has an idea. To built a driller. And goes down in the valley, to gather materials, to make it. When finally succeeds, goes with the driller back to the wall, and see that it can be broken, but yet! – not enough, barely if scattered some fragments. Then, has another idea, to make a bigger driller, and a crane. When this idea is put in practice, still achievements, but the wall, is still there, although a missing part or a big big chunk taken away. So then?! New ideas. Inventing dynamite, to conquer the wall. And the wall collapses in the large valley, but fills it. The mountain is still there, never went anywhere. Only the poor men, carrying stones, for their slavery… And these men of modern era as they have called it, gather in circles and try to make a new world, one fit upon their own desires and lusts, a world where they are to be declared rulers, or even worshipped as gods; what insanity, indeed! The wall, is still there! – while their bones, crashed in splinters, over the whole valley, and the death is plowing over and over again, while the new men, men of renown, throw away the seeds, to rise the same dreams of their ancient servants of evil; merely if someone truly knows, what these means, - barely if someone, truly, to realize, what they have done!.. Heavy price, indeed, for such stupidity, for such insanity!..
So I watch, with my last strength, for these little ones I know; they deserve to have the chance of knowing the truth, from the mouth of someone who reached to understand a little bit more of what’s with this world, without being preached around, without the tyranny of teaching, without promises of medals or honors, without claims upon what is truly Science, Knowledge, Wisdom, and even more, without taking sides. They deserve to know the truth, for they will need it, in their trials…”
[ … ]
- Shall be continued…
2022 © Th3Mirr0r
EDELWEISS - Vol. I/Chapter I: The ALGORHYTHM
***
- Chapter I:
The ALGORHYTHM
XIII.
“… Future?!..
I may have forgotten the word, - or just did it on purpose. Because there is no future, for these little ones I watch. Other way around, said, their future, looks sealed, already. Sealed by a society who is about to taste from the seeds of their own doing. Not these seeds which already grown up, spreading lawlessness. But the very seeds of evil taking to extreme, madness taken to a new level, as never known before to human kind. Will they be cured, after?!.. Or, once with this world being under trials of cleansing, how many among them, will be truly, cured?! How many would learn, from their own deeds, what kind of world they have built?! Would be too late, to fix it. Will be too late, for everyone. Yet, that is the price, to be paid. Violence is repaid with more violence. Brute force is repaid with heavy battles. It is the same like striking with a hammer into a granite wall. The wall ask the human: can you break me? And the human takes the hammer and tries. Harder, and harder, and harder. Then, gives up. Its hands, are all full of wounds, got blinded in one eye, and its body, falls, tired. In that moment, has an idea. To built a driller. And goes down in the valley, to gather materials, to make it. When finally succeeds, goes with the driller back to the wall, and see that it can be broken, but yet! – not enough, barely if scattered some fragments. Then, has another idea, to make a bigger driller, and a crane. When this idea is put in practice, still achievements, but the wall, is still there, although a missing part or a big big chunk taken away. So then?! New ideas. Inventing dynamite, to conquer the wall. And the wall collapses in the large valley, but fills it. The mountain is still there, never went anywhere. Only the poor men, carrying stones, for their slavery… And these men of modern era as they have called it, gather in circles and try to make a new world, one fit upon their own desires and lusts, a world where they are to be declared rulers, or even worshipped as gods; what insanity, indeed! The wall, is still there! – while their bones, crashed in splinters, over the whole valley, and the death is plowing over and over again, while the new men, men of renown, throw away the seeds, to rise the same dreams of their ancient servants of evil; merely if someone truly knows, what these means, - barely if someone, truly, to realize, what they have done!.. Heavy price, indeed, for such stupidity, for such insanity!..
So I watch, with my last strength, for these little ones I know; they deserve to have the chance of knowing the truth, from the mouth of someone who reached to understand a little bit more of what’s with this world, without being preached around, without the tyranny of teaching, without promises of medals or honors, without claims upon what is truly Science, Knowledge, Wisdom, and even more, without taking sides. They deserve to know the truth, for they will need it, in their trials…”
[ … ]
- Shall be continued…
2022 © Th3Mirr0r
EDELWEISS - Vol. I/Chapter I: The ALGORHYTHM
Your habits will kill you – eventually. HOW many smokers died over 100??
I just found out the glamorous Joanna Lumley smokes up to 40 cigs a day, at 77. THEN I found out research is very quietly being done to see if smoking, when of course it doesn’t kill you, makes you live longer. I did some research of my own. I have no idea how kosher this list is. The link is at the end of the main post, and I think the list will have to run into comments, it's LONG. I did some spot-checks and discarded a few obviously dodgy ones. Cheer up. It could be diet, or booze, or coffee. Nobody seems to know. But golly.
Jeanne Calment, who died in France at the age of 122, was known for three things: her quick wit, her fondness for bicycling around the small city where she grew up - and the fact that she was a daily smoker. At 117 she quit smoking (because she was blind and was too proud to ask often for someone to light her cigarettes for her) but resumed smoking when she was 118 because, as she said, not smoking made her miserable and she was too old to be made miserable.
Marie-Louise Meilleur, of Canada, became the oldest living human being when Calment died. She had chain-smoked all her adult life but quit at 99. She died at 117. So the jury’s still out there.
John McMorran of Lakeland, Florida smoked cigars, drank beer and ate greasy food. His eyesight failed in his final years, and people needed to shout for him to hear them, by the time he died at 113.
The Queen Mother, mother of the late QE2, was a bon vivant who loved horse racing, gin cocktails, champagne and cigarettes. She died at 101. (For balance it should be noted the King died quite young of lung cancer and his daughter was violently anti-smoking as a result, as is the present King.)
Hollywood director Billy Wilder, a heavy smoker, died at the age of 95. No wonder smoking is banned from the silver screen. Not even 100!
The above facts were cherrypicked from this link and more (and some non-clebs, but older) follow in the comments. This blog is obviously only for those downtrodden skulking puffing behind the bins as the non-smokers will instantly dismiss it as propaganda. Yup! Somewhere to point when people sneer that smokers are too stupid to realize they are killing themselves.
Jeanne Calment, who died in France at the age of 122, was known for three things: her quick wit, her fondness for bicycling around the small city where she grew up - and the fact that she was a daily smoker. At 117 she quit smoking (because she was blind and was too proud to ask often for someone to light her cigarettes for her) but resumed smoking when she was 118 because, as she said, not smoking made her miserable and she was too old to be made miserable.Marie-Louise Meilleur, of Canada, became the oldest living human being when Calment died. She had chain-smoked all her adult life but quit at 99. She died at 117. So the jury’s still out there.
John McMorran of Lakeland, Florida smoked cigars, drank beer and ate greasy food. His eyesight failed in his final years, and people needed to shout for him to hear them, by the time he died at 113. The Queen Mother, mother of the late QE2, was a bon vivant who loved horse racing, gin cocktails, champagne and cigarettes. She died at 101. (For balance it should be noted the King died quite young of lung cancer and his daughter was violently anti-smoking as a result, as is the present King.) Hollywood director Billy Wilder, a heavy smoker, died at the age of 95. No wonder smoking is banned from the silver screen. Not even 100! The above facts were cherrypicked from this link and more (and some non-clebs, but older) follow in the comments. This blog is obviously only for those downtrodden skulking puffing behind the bins as the non-smokers will instantly dismiss it as propaganda. Yup! Somewhere to point when people sneer that smokers are too stupid to realize they are killing themselves.
Where Covid is in the US today, a nuisance to those vaccinated.
But possibly lethal to those not who have not yet had a Covid infection. LoL
online today!
The Good The Bad and The Ugly
The blogs are an asset to all members of cs. This is where we can learn the more intimate values and morals of members for future personal reference.
And yes, thankfully the past week has shown the true colors of many.
The two faced.
Those that make themselves out to be angels have given many on here food for thought. Many members that never blog but like to read the blogs have emailed me say they find it difficult to believe some of the stuff that was said on here by certain people.
The holier than thou.
Those that are always saying how good they are, showing true colors in word and deed, actually showing that inreality they were just trying to rake in praise and compliments from fantasies.
The atheists.
Insulting and lying has become a habit about the supposed attack of the christians and muslim faith on them. Any fool can see that they the non believers are the ones attacking Islam and the Christian faith as they have been doing all along, trying their best to make non believers out of good people with high moral values.
The drunkards.
Trying to impress and make some sort of impact on members while it shows that these poor souls have been abandoned in real life by their kids?, family partners and friends. The only comfort they can find is when under the influence of alcohol.
The know it alls.
Doing their best to impress but knowing real life experience tops any report floating around on the web. Yet they feel important when they tell members that have a dire need for security lies that rattle cages even more adding to the confusion of the day.
The joined at the hip (vpn) members. They are the one that reiterates over and over what the 'other' one sez only in different words. Mainly how bad all religions are etc.
I can go on and on but im thankful in many ways that at least many saw the true colors shown by many.
My personal opinion on this,
And yes, thankfully the past week has shown the true colors of many.
The two faced.
Those that make themselves out to be angels have given many on here food for thought. Many members that never blog but like to read the blogs have emailed me say they find it difficult to believe some of the stuff that was said on here by certain people.
The holier than thou.
Those that are always saying how good they are, showing true colors in word and deed, actually showing that inreality they were just trying to rake in praise and compliments from fantasies.
The atheists.
Insulting and lying has become a habit about the supposed attack of the christians and muslim faith on them. Any fool can see that they the non believers are the ones attacking Islam and the Christian faith as they have been doing all along, trying their best to make non believers out of good people with high moral values.
The drunkards.
Trying to impress and make some sort of impact on members while it shows that these poor souls have been abandoned in real life by their kids?, family partners and friends. The only comfort they can find is when under the influence of alcohol.
The know it alls.
Doing their best to impress but knowing real life experience tops any report floating around on the web. Yet they feel important when they tell members that have a dire need for security lies that rattle cages even more adding to the confusion of the day.
The joined at the hip (vpn) members. They are the one that reiterates over and over what the 'other' one sez only in different words. Mainly how bad all religions are etc.
I can go on and on but im thankful in many ways that at least many saw the true colors shown by many.
My personal opinion on this,
M Fassus...
Sometimes a slight hesitation the way a word or words are spoken can bring on a totally different meaning... or (at very least) confuse the person you are conversing with.
Emphasis to be pronounced as m- fassus is my example.
English is a 2nd and sometimes a 3rd language to the people I come in contact with. If I know them and communicate on a regular basis, it becomes easier to actually know what they are saying.
I was working for a company that manufactured sofa-beds and the workforce were a group of people from the Caribbean islands. Cubans, Jamaicans and Haitians. Each having some distinct differences in the way words were pronounced.
In Jamaica, the number that comes after two is pronounced 'tree'
Anna is usually pronounced 'Hanna'
I don't speak Spanish, but I can read Spanish words and pronounce them with a fair degree of accuracy.
Most of the people I'm currently working with are from Brazil and speak Portuguese. Some of them also speak Spanish. When they leave notes in the order processing system, I have to run them through a language translator to understand them. The notes aren't intended for me and some of the installers and factory workers who access the system only speak a little bit of English.
Right now, Portuguese is troublesome for me as I haven't been able to figure out Portuguese pronunciations.
Example of good morning is spelled: bom dia, but dia (unlike Spanish) is pronounced gia, like JEE-ah.
I see now, I need to work on the m- fassus.
Emphasis to be pronounced as m- fassus is my example.
English is a 2nd and sometimes a 3rd language to the people I come in contact with. If I know them and communicate on a regular basis, it becomes easier to actually know what they are saying.
I was working for a company that manufactured sofa-beds and the workforce were a group of people from the Caribbean islands. Cubans, Jamaicans and Haitians. Each having some distinct differences in the way words were pronounced.
In Jamaica, the number that comes after two is pronounced 'tree'
Anna is usually pronounced 'Hanna'
I don't speak Spanish, but I can read Spanish words and pronounce them with a fair degree of accuracy.
Most of the people I'm currently working with are from Brazil and speak Portuguese. Some of them also speak Spanish. When they leave notes in the order processing system, I have to run them through a language translator to understand them. The notes aren't intended for me and some of the installers and factory workers who access the system only speak a little bit of English.
Right now, Portuguese is troublesome for me as I haven't been able to figure out Portuguese pronunciations.
Example of good morning is spelled: bom dia, but dia (unlike Spanish) is pronounced gia, like JEE-ah.
I see now, I need to work on the m- fassus.
EDELWEISS - Vol. I: The ALGORHYTHM - XII
EDELWEISS
***
- Chapter I:
The ALGORHYTHM
XII.
“But society is far away, from these ultimate truths, and usually people truly awake when the Reality hits them; the harder the blow, the greater the shock; I wonder, this is really the price to be paid?! I ask myself this question, looking to the baby early brought into the world, opening its big eyes to this world of sickness and violence; the baby does not know what lies ahead its destiny, how much will have to suffer and for how long it will last. I ask myself then, watching the little one held by the parents hand: does this soul knows what awaits it along the journey? – for it does not realize what harm is around and to what level of madness and evil is being exposed; it will grow, therefore, in dreams of others shaken by facts and events, climbing the stairs of a castle of lies, for an empire to be built and which must fall after, shattering all the walls of illusions until dust fills the earth and only the wind will blow it away like telling a story with “was upon a time”… Then, while I sigh, my mind leads me to think that among these stormy events to follow, there will be also blessed ones, still present into the world, and they will nourish the hearts of the needy ones, like the rain coming after a drought, - they will be like little springs of water, for the thirsty ones which in their pilgrimage, search for ultimate truths, within Reality.
Yes, indeed. This society who blames monsters, is the same one which creates them. From this society, are the crimes rising and heads being claimed in the name of a justice made up from a deck of cards, flying from the white gloves of the beset rulers. In the name of democracy, there is servitude, for the sake of dominion being split among masters. It should be no wonder that a well-crafted statue of modernism, progress and evolution, is being worshipped, reviving the ancient cults of men playing gods; here is their so-called godly-kingdom, where with a press of a button can turn whole nations fate into misery, where with a stamp and a signature can condemn imprisonment and torture, such as while the world burns, leaders to rejoice – not for long, however – because.. and just because in this whole ensemble the unknown factors are more provoking than what’s really going on behind the curtain, where each finger has a puppet to pull for those in command, and each hand has another joint to a different shoulder, while the heads glitter with sparks of enlightenment to the idea of ultimate, total control. Eventually, the course of this modern society, will reach to that point of no return, when everyone inchained will wake up on the edge of the same cliff from which the downfall of their empire; but the main issue, is how and when! – so alike, for how long it will last such trial, and when exactly the storm is coming, to cleanse this earth, once and for all!.. I think of all these, not because I don’t have better things to do, - but it is my concern, as well, for any contribution to this matter which may trouble other ones mind or burden their hearts; for these little ones I watch, for their sake, for their…”
[ … ]
- Shall be continued…
2022 © Th3Mirr0r
EDELWEISS - Vol. I/Chapter I: The ALGORHYTHM
***
- Chapter I:
The ALGORHYTHM
XII.
“But society is far away, from these ultimate truths, and usually people truly awake when the Reality hits them; the harder the blow, the greater the shock; I wonder, this is really the price to be paid?! I ask myself this question, looking to the baby early brought into the world, opening its big eyes to this world of sickness and violence; the baby does not know what lies ahead its destiny, how much will have to suffer and for how long it will last. I ask myself then, watching the little one held by the parents hand: does this soul knows what awaits it along the journey? – for it does not realize what harm is around and to what level of madness and evil is being exposed; it will grow, therefore, in dreams of others shaken by facts and events, climbing the stairs of a castle of lies, for an empire to be built and which must fall after, shattering all the walls of illusions until dust fills the earth and only the wind will blow it away like telling a story with “was upon a time”… Then, while I sigh, my mind leads me to think that among these stormy events to follow, there will be also blessed ones, still present into the world, and they will nourish the hearts of the needy ones, like the rain coming after a drought, - they will be like little springs of water, for the thirsty ones which in their pilgrimage, search for ultimate truths, within Reality.
Yes, indeed. This society who blames monsters, is the same one which creates them. From this society, are the crimes rising and heads being claimed in the name of a justice made up from a deck of cards, flying from the white gloves of the beset rulers. In the name of democracy, there is servitude, for the sake of dominion being split among masters. It should be no wonder that a well-crafted statue of modernism, progress and evolution, is being worshipped, reviving the ancient cults of men playing gods; here is their so-called godly-kingdom, where with a press of a button can turn whole nations fate into misery, where with a stamp and a signature can condemn imprisonment and torture, such as while the world burns, leaders to rejoice – not for long, however – because.. and just because in this whole ensemble the unknown factors are more provoking than what’s really going on behind the curtain, where each finger has a puppet to pull for those in command, and each hand has another joint to a different shoulder, while the heads glitter with sparks of enlightenment to the idea of ultimate, total control. Eventually, the course of this modern society, will reach to that point of no return, when everyone inchained will wake up on the edge of the same cliff from which the downfall of their empire; but the main issue, is how and when! – so alike, for how long it will last such trial, and when exactly the storm is coming, to cleanse this earth, once and for all!.. I think of all these, not because I don’t have better things to do, - but it is my concern, as well, for any contribution to this matter which may trouble other ones mind or burden their hearts; for these little ones I watch, for their sake, for their…”
[ … ]
- Shall be continued…
2022 © Th3Mirr0r
EDELWEISS - Vol. I/Chapter I: The ALGORHYTHM
Cops on parade. [ CA edition
. Retard suspect meets many Cops
With many. Many shots fired..
Since eYe haven't seen the whole video
& The local neighborhood is also buzzing
With cops...get back to you later..
With many. Many shots fired..
Since eYe haven't seen the whole video
& The local neighborhood is also buzzing
With cops...get back to you later..
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