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The Impact of Women in Human History


The largest thing humanity has had to face is the trials of tribulation. 1. Woman. This alone would take thousands of years, after the first girl ran up, grabbed a bush by its limb, and lit the rest of the world. Causing light in darkness to separate. And allowed for a safer life and cooked meat. A heat in the cold. She was mankind’s first God. A little girl is doing something at play. Music would be discovered in a like type manner. Until you have a cell phone and a radio. Then the men directed their resources directly at the children, and pedophilia has been running since before Adam and Eve. The reason they were both nude. She would, in fact, lead a shepherd to Zoroastrianism and God and the Devil. It got most of it right. God is the father of the devil and Jesus. There are twins 1. Woman 2. Children 3. Sheep 4. Other tribes of men. 5. The adding machine. With this, we get Acholalizism and drug war and religion, medicine, education, and mom and dads. Justice systems and law and order. All aberrations in time. Like a sunny day, it may rain later. And psychiatry.

  1. I call them the following sins. They seem to follow humanity in all forms, all the time, everywhere, simultaneously. Men write songs, build wars and walls, all for the animal that drives in him. Addiction follows men as a shadow, causing religion. Molestation and drink.
A Zoroastrian-inspired image.

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“Mother Mary” Is She Jesus Equal?


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The Insane Complexities of The World Going Mad; Has the World Gone Mad?

Why you? Why me equals three?
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Why you? Why me equals three?


  The world is full of beautiful things. Yet there is you, and there is me. What are we, and could I be three? Am I a thought? Are we in a Dream? or a place of make-believe? Is this a simulation? Why do I need it? I be me?            All I know is that there was you, and then there was me. I remember Him, Yet how could we be? First, there was Him, and then there was we. Soon, there was her and then all three—a triangle of misconception after the conception of the cause of realizing to him only to realize me. I realized that there was she. Momma, who art thou? Is reality because I think it is? Am I the eye of a needle, a thought, a concept of possibilities, a belief, a reflection, a theme, a song, a play, a way a day, or eight days a week? Are we the make-up of meat? Why dream or scheme and assimilate into higher states or reasons to believe? What am I to believe? Are we solid or water in a bag of skin that thinks conceives and directs something like a song by the wind or a crybaby in wet pants? How can an Idea change the world? What causes belief and need? Why are we? How could we be? Would you help us, please? Are we the wheel inside the wheel inside the wheel? Can I find what it is I am looking for? Why do I see the moon if the sun shines on a rock? Which way do I go? Do  I go with You...  Are there rails along the road to keep us in Or out of something else that may be the best place? Are we stimulated to assimilate into some core concept a higher Ideal or larger self? How Can I live if I have to die? Can I speak and not cry? Can I hold your hand? Can I live or pretend? Am I whole or a Soul? Am I the Trinity like him? There is me, you, and everyone else, and yet I feel like a sham. Shall the toe become the master plan? <eading the foot and the body follows, and I decide what is real or just stuff or fluff a simulation of a deducted play or strategy. Is life's purpose to die a happy man? As I believe so, shall it be? Have I the right to demand? God said I see the light. Not let there be light. God created a Man in his image. Are these the three parts of man and humanity? The heart, the soul, and the mind? With a body through in for good measure? Is God all three? Does God have a body, a hand, a foot, and a hat rake? Does God play God, or is he God? Is a man a man or a woman without a plan? Can a Body say it is free while imprisoned on a planet or a land? What are we escaping from, too? A toenail will die without a toe. What is the plan, humanity? There is no matrix, but there are ideals of interactive make-believe that God is a Man. I have a dream. I need a plan. With your help, we can change how we live in the promised land. Please remember that even the silliest ideas can sometimes lead to breakthroughs and innovations. So, don't be afraid to think outside the box and explore unconventional possibilities. Who knows, your next "silly" idea could be the one that changes everything! So, embrace your creativity and take risks because sometimes unexpected ideas yield the most outstanding results. During the writing process, Grammarly generated responses to the following AI prompts:

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Hoosier Land- Home of the Brave.


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Five years old-1958


We had moved to our 20th or so home by the time I was 5. I went out the back gate to the alley at this new place. I spotted a sack full of mail sitting next to a burning trash barrel. I looked at a piece of the mail. wondering if somehow it has fallen off a mail truck. Then, without warning, a teenage boy, a younger man, grabbed me and started to yell out that I was a mail theif and needed to be turned over to the police. He dragged me into his back door and made me do oral on him. I rushed home as fast as possible; I was sure the police were outside the door by now. My rapest told me the police were going to put me in jail for mail thief. I was terrified. After telling my mom what had happened, I went to rest in my room when there was a pounding at the front door. I cracked the bedroom door and looked. I was a policeman in uniform. I was going to die. Then nothing. I figured my mom had lied to the policeman for me, and I was safe. My third rape was with Ronnie Harris, another male cousin. 1ST cousin, on the Harris side of the family. Later, a top-secret federal employee doubled as a small-time preacher would molest his own daughters. Buddy Huddlestone, my molester when I was under one year’s old. A first cousin.

Your truth is within you.

Your truth is within you.


Life is layers of identical patterns. Some things are forever patterns; the will of something else alters some. The intention has many levels; the choice can move a mountain in the way of the restructured stone to form a roadway. Randomness is structure spread out. Everything is predictable. Everything has doubt. A man can never be a woman. A Woman can never be a man. To change biology is to vary the world in its completeness. A bussing bee is a sound heard around the globe. A song is a recipe and a formula for life. Life is lived, not worshipped. God is not dead.

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Today is not tomorrow till yesterday.


Today is not tomorrow till yesterday.

Odds & Ends- Know them!

Odds & Ends- Know them!


Knowing your odds Extends like a power source across the known nine dynamics. Slipping in and becoming one into the other. Like Race-Crime- Sexism- and woman? Knowing your ODDS does not make it right but usable. Ends ; well that is where the game ends. death is an end an life is right about now. So if your fat remember he’s got flat feet. Lets be in Love.

Karma; its path to enlightenment.

Karma; its path to enlightenment.


There is No cause without effect. There is No effect without a cause. All all effect are Equal as the mind is equal in the left and right side. All cause all effect goes threw the lower brians to the Stomach for emotion. Each lower mind does something different with cause before it creates the Effect designed. No effect happens with cause. Therefore death is equal to cause or life. Shall you burn in a Hell for your cause in life? It will be A lot worse than you may Imagine for it will all happen at once. Just as you life becomes at the end… May your Karma be good May your after life be Way better than you can Imagine. The universe is split and you can not see it. That’s OK. It is you that hold every card for this afterlife in “HELL OR A PARaDISES.” With that said, if one can see that both together are yet one of something even larger, one become Enlightened as you become a higher power. One drop of water can become many things. When it is in the ocean it may become The Ocean, lasting possible there for Million years. Or a teardrop lasting only a day. Yet it become a-new drop as rain for something else. After paradise or hell you will be re-born. Trapped as ice for thousands of years or help a baby grow, or become an ant again. It is “I.” P.S. Love a caveman/woman today.