Wow William T., I just received a fax that I'm to warmonger you and get vexed. The GOPS want me to wake you up from a s;leep.

I'm ordered to grow some hot cherry bombs, red rocket bomb peppers, habaenro, and long Joe's cayenne peppers for your bowl of New Years chilly con-neocon soup. Your to be told

you contribute nothing to the conversation.

I's faxed that you are a warmongering shrill.

There is no "intelligent design" in what you have said all year....Fax, fax, fax.

Your are to be compared to scientist Richard Dawkins, Carl Sagan, Darwin, Cinderella, and John Polkinghorne.

The faxed meme orders your adversaries!

You are to be labled a savage warmonger.

You are a academonic and know-knowing adversary.

The Plan:

You are adversarial. Everybody else is peaceful. Gads.

With no charm or beauty like old Angus, the notion to prevail by non-conversation...is to

go round and round, round and round. The GOP box ring will demand nothing to be positive or allow any good to take place HERE ever all year.

Only egg-head complex arguments must take place. Use side-faxed birch - bark scrolls which are so-called "informed" scientific works. Pedinska is a ball of cats-fun

W.T. is a 'homo sapiens' who recorded on cave walls .

Yet trolls can add to the conflict about the 21 century threatened environment until the cows moo.

Context and local "contextuality" are to befuddle.

Avoid any hope of true conversation. Argue "abstract thought" and be slanderous and savage.

There is to be no allowance for self-transcendence.

Call other thinkers names every day. Have no discernment and especially have no concern for other's unique contributions of thought. Stunt the brain with whiskey, wine, or drug stimulants. Use grunts, groans, and mumble ugly linguistic rubbish. skip this. 'um itch for a fight. Why? Damaged. sad.

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Or- Refuse to be adversarial.

There is a book I've not read titled: Alone in the World?

Human Uniqueness in Science and Theology. by B.J. Wentzel van Huyssteen

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It gets into todays debates concerning science and religion. It gets into universal "rationality" and all that postmodern relativism 'stuff' ...communal-consensus....Local. The mind-blow reads?

epistemology, tranversality, engagement, and "abstract esoteric" stuff...

I'm more and more into children books with art-drawings. The title response is a 'no' we are not alone...

No clobber others. Flip-flop the hair and it don't matter if we have no hair. And neither does it matter if the outward thread-clothes are fashion updated and in style? Or, adorn the interior of a unique soul.

No disembowel anybody in a religious or secular (same-same) meeting Place or send humans to be shredded and war bloodied. O, "weariness .... often creepeth upon minds..."

Try to be kindly disposed and get along. The stench engenders strife.

~cemetery=ceme. And 'ceme' means sweet. If a person becomes 'cimices' it (people) get an intolerable odor- as in Reptile.

Seriously,

it's medieval of a way of being ill.

A bunny eats and nibbles. Humans need to eat good food. The world is diverse.

An agrarian character I enjoy reading is Wendell Berry. He won't hurt. Honest.

~ There was a inner city rubbish lot. Someone said, "Turn the garbage lot into a salad plot."

Walk there and check out the beans Quick! Pick them greens yourself because the bunny will. They are fine looking greens said a Bug Bunny!

A bug circled around the patch of plants. Then, gads.

Out of nowhere someone here said here and there again.

People said, "A little child will lead."

She went to running to the bean patch.

At first ya's think a little child can't harvest beans?

But there was plenty that the urban dweller did change.

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A old man and Lady can't raise the dead. The Earth is made up and composed of the former Earth inhabitants, bugs, worms, and homo sapiens too. One person can't make a world loving and kind all in one day, and not everyone gets to be called a billionaire.

But a patch of ground in a trash lot ---- Bloomberg too --- can change that.

Can change it big.

That's someone I'd vote for --- for sure.

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Wendell Berry is from Kentucky. He says, "Take one step towards a world where food is eaten with a sense of Health and Justice. But Food with Justice requires structural change as well.

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Here we were j, my son and I with seed catalogues, just talking about small bug holes in some delicious lettuce.

And then pops up Presumptuous Insect!

Yummy for the tummy.

Thanks P.E. Yippee yak.

If you swallowed a Viagra pill a doc may have to surgically dissipate a rock from Gibrawlter?

You best stick with leaf greens leeks, peas, and red lettuce.

Let's go to see the Ladies eat sweet cherries.

Lips are pink and slurping pulp with juice.

Nuns consume the succulent delicious fruit.

They spit the small seed pits at Sinnard.

The plump pluckers in the field arise a male 'ting. The dupe turns crimson at the tickling end. Enthralled by thoughts of hate-mobs at work, well, it's okay to embrace 'dems' sweet nuns.

The gentle heaves get the bare legs dangling and the hair, if there would be any, is gettin' dangling and tangled. What happens next is the beginning of the ripening. The chin get drizzled. A laughing tide makes a belly start a Merlot wine coming. If ya's not imbibed at that ripe time stage ya's not gonna ever enjoy a share of the dripping cheery juice. The forehead may

get wet and streaked. A hateful foe will never know what good Sinnard ain't missing. Then, wash, no dry, rinse yourself again. Pluck the red rose when it's full blooming. Beauty is beauty. Truth is beautiful.

If ya's get 'none' ya's got no excuse.

Life ends very quick, so

Pluck when fruit's ripe.

I'll be red-bashful now.

I'll go walk in the Wind.

What a cumulous cloud

Fun watching day again

Sinnard. I do blame you

so, maxima culpa to you.