NASA: WE HAVE COGNITION

Noah, when God first approached him, first determines it is actually his God's he is speaking with, and then has a conversation. Then he does an amazing thing, he spends hundreds of years building a boat. I would hope to always have that kind of trust.

Abraham, also, determines he is speaking to God, and then takes his entire family and goes where God's leads him, this also, is also a huge amount of trust, I will always hope to have, when necessary.

So, I always tell people who claim to be obedient, unless you can show me your ark, or your family, as numerous as stars, then I do not want to hear about your' being obedient.

Also, if a person is born again, a way's given by Christ's, find the straight narrow path to a far away tiny gate's, beyond which lies God's kingdom, and then become as a little child and start over again, only then can one be, "Born Again." And, if a person has never been seven years old, then one has never been born again. There is no overnight born again.

Also, if one wants to claim following Christ's Commandment's, and so to claim to love Christ, one must have studies of an entire bible's, or one cannot claim to know what Christ's commandments are, to follow, moreover, If one does not read, one does not believe, and , if one does anything of which shows one to not be following any Commandment's of Christ, then one is not to continue to claim to love Christ.

This is all a sad affair, as both Bush cretins are still proving on live television there is no love for Christ in either. The elder Bush' cretin, is constantly requiring ex-persident Clinton to placidly demonstrate, hopelessly albeit, exactly what is, real humility and humbleness. So, Bush' is dead, in the water as a more moral figure, and if one's boat is upside down, one can either swim out from under it, or one can wait there, forever, for God to right the boat.

Ok, this may sound asinine, and stupid, however, after the downfall of the Republican revolution of which rose to power on a more moral values stance, and fell from, power, after being found to be, actually, quite a lot of an opposite. So, therefore, next fool, who takes a political position of a moral values superiority, qualifies for our new Democratic reform party, public euthansia program. Everyone, should have seen clear through it all, these lame duck pseudo-Christian Republicans believed, pseudo-Christians were absolved of any responsibility or guilt for all of their future sins, and as such, anyone who was not a qualified Republican pseudo-Christian required being strung up and executed.

Also, more moral values, have now been clearly defined: "A basis for applying whatever force one needs to stop any practice of another's, one does not approve of." All anyone ever wants good for, is to use it as a cover, to commit a crime against another human being, ask, Jesus. And, we now add this to this 21st centuries' definiton of sin: "Something a person believes is wrong for another person to do." And, then we can return to defining crime as: "Something a community has decided, creates a victim."

Now, we clearly see, invoking a more moral clause is a mere attempt to smote one's victim's, across his cheek's. And, turning the other cheek' is supposed to be something one has to do, in compliance with following the Commandment's of Christ's, of which, He said we would do:"If we love Him." Not, something one has to be constantly doing for another member of Christ's church, in a relfex against what other's supposedly, also, in the God's of the bible's, Chirst's church, do when trying to, beclaim, a more moral high ground. It is final, in America at least, the moral high ground, is offically only a myth.

God is transparent, so one can see right through Him.

Also, claiming any part of a cognitive science, is theology, or any part of theology, is a cognitive science, is a blasphemy to both. A cognitive science, is based on vaild cognitive scientific observation, research, discourse, and debate acomplished in an cogent, intelligent, intellectual and reasoned process, and calling this process theological, is a blasphemy of higher education and cognitive science's labor. A theology is a belief system based on faith, and an understanding of theological texts, and claiming the theology of ones faith and belief's come from exercise of a cognitive science is a blasphemy to all theology'.

Now, do not get me wrong, it is possible for my theology to aid my cognitive science, in developing a faith in my ability and need to succeed in furthing any cognitive scientific hypothesis, theory, concept or law. Also, it is possible for a cognitive science, to increase my faith, by substantiating my awe at a complex universe, seemingly so organized, as to be beyond explaination by any natural means. A sad, fact, of existence in this 21st Century's, is, the unmitigated gall, of all the many people who try to break into serious scientific discussion and debate, with what can only be described to be: a result of mindless, meaningless speculation's.

Aristotle, and Socrates, both, contributed to a basis of learned, only, discourse, when instead of using mindless, meaningless speculation, discussions centered around valid scientific observations. Even today, and throughout history, from at least 400 BC, this knowledge is a still valid cognitive science. Higher learning requires, such observations, be used to form a hypothesis, from which, a path of further valid scientific observations, research, discourse, debate and intelligent, intellectual and reasoned cognitive sciences, are applied as a person attempts to find a proof.

And yet, we have a group of people who will actually bear creedence with, Richard Dawkin's, meaningless and mindless only speculations. How, one can write an entire book, if you have seen Dawkin's book on television, you know it is quite a lot of a: book, he has there. All, about his meaningless, mindless speculation's, I do not know of, and claiming not having made an observation is valid information in a cognitive science. "I have observed there is no God" leads to my mind wondering, how? When, I am not sure one can even attempt to observe a spirit when all of our cognitive science's instruments are still, as of yet, incapable of measuring one. Not to mention, complicating a fact, one will first have to come up with a quantifiable method of measurement, is a fact of, one is still first going' to have to discover, "A quantity of what?"

Yet, people actually refer to this book, which is a blasphemy of cognitve science, as if it is a learned, intelligent and cogent rhetorical discourse. We all must be more carefull who we listen to, and who we read, from now on. After, a Bush' is alway's a cretin's, like father' like son', irresponsible teen-agers, without help, do not grow up to be responsible' adults, nightmare of a 6 years', we need to work only from credentialed cognitve observation's, and can no longer tolerate any more mere speculators'

Copyright 2006, Mark Robert Gates

PLEASE HELP US AID IN PARADIGM SHIFTING OF SCAM ADVERTISERS

An unfortunate side-affect of an Internet industry, in which, a click on, advertising scheme, of only scams and frauds, was first used, is an unwillingness by all us users of Internet sites and services, to actually even, ever attempt to click on any adds at all, after first discovering, back at the beginning, all...yes all, adds for clicking on...used on any Internet sites, or services, were not only fraudulent, none were not scams.

We were all warned, of this, yet most of us still had to actually discover this fact for ourselves. As a result, all of us who become serious Internet users, develope, an aversion to clicking on Internet advertisements. This is a problem, causing most Internet industry people, attempting to make money off of Internet advertsing, to pull out their ever-beloved hair's. As, now, try as they might, there seems to be few approaches to getting all of us Internet users, to even, ever try clicking on ads again, since that first wonderful burning sensation, of our first moonlanding. As that is where we found ourselves, on some planet's moon, being required, to submit credit card information, in order, to get ourselves, back to: Earthbase Microsoft.

Really, I fell for it, the first time, "Shoot the duck,,,win a free DVD player!" I shot the ever-loven' duck, bagged him, first attempt, and then went to get my, "free" DVD player, only to find out I was supposed to give out a credit card number, for shipping costs, in order to receive my free DVD player. I of course did not attempt to give an obvious scammer my credit information. Actually, to be honest, I did not have a credit card when I first began using Internet services.

My point here, is, except for Google, of whom, has amassed a considerable fortune, with Internet advertising based on ads from actual Internet sites, and of which, began first, as ads, in Google search pages, by advertisers, selling items like those people are searching for, in the frist place, when searching for merchandise. Elsewhere, there is still yet, a wide-spread aversion to testing the waters', by jumping in and clicking on an Internet ad. This approach, where it is obvious this ad is from a merchandiser selling the goods, I searched for, and which, is obviously capable of delivering, my heart's desire's, is why I only use, Google AdSense, for, placement of advertising, on my blogs.

All of which, I point out, to ask, if anyone ever finds an ad posted on my blogs, that is either misleading or fraudulent, please email through the email button on my profile page, and report this advertiser. Google makes it possible to block unwanted advertisers, and I am a firm believer' in having only reputable ads, on my blogs. And, as my blogs often discuss, topics such as mental illness, there is a real importance of ensuring, no one is misled, defrauded, or taken advantage of, by any advertisers.

Copyright 2006, Mark Robert Gates

SONNET LXXXIII.

by William Shakespear
http://www.gutenberg.org/browse/authors/s#a65

LXXXIII.

I NEVER saw that you did painting need
And therefore to your fair no painting set;
I found, or thought I found, you did exceed
The barren tender of a poet's debt;
And therefore have I slept in your report,
That you yourself being extant well might show
How far a modern quill doth come too short,
Speaking of worth, what worth in you doth grow.
This silence for my sin you did impute,
Which shall be most my glory, being dumb;
For I impair not beauty being mute,
When others would give life and bring a tomb.
There lives more life in one of your fair eyes
Than both your poets can in praise devise.

Courtesy of Project Gutenberg

http://www.gutenberg.org/catalog/world/readfile?pageno=33&fk_files=37741

Having It Out With Melancholy

by Jane Kenyon

If many remedies are prescribed for an illness,
you may be certain that the illness has no cure.

A. P. CHEKHOV The Cherry Orchard

1 FROM THE NURSERY

When I was born, you waited
behind a pile of linen in the nursery,
and when we were alone, you lay down
on top of me, pressing
the bile of desolation into every pore.

And from that day on
everything under the sun and moon
made me sad -- even the yellow
wooden beads that slid and spun
along a spindle on my crib.

You taught me to exist without gratitude.
You ruined my manners toward God:
"We're here simply to wait for death;
the pleasures of earth are overrated."

I only appeared to belong to my mother,
to live among blocks and cotton undershirts
with snaps; among red tin lunch boxes
and report cards in ugly brown slipcases.
I was already yours -- the anti-urge,
the mutilator of souls.

2 BOTTLES

Elavil, Ludiomil, Doxepin,
Norpramin, Prozac, Lithium, Xanax,
Wellbutrin, Parnate, Nardil, Zoloft.
The coated ones smell sweet or have
no smell; the powdery ones smell
like the chemistry lab at school
that made me hold my breath.

3 SUGGESTION FROM A FRIEND

You wouldn't be so depressed
if you really believed in God.

4 OFTEN

Often I go to bed as soon after dinner
as seems adult
(I mean I try to wait for dark)
in order to push away
from the massive pain in sleep's
frail wicker coracle.

5 ONCE THERE WAS LIGHT

Once, in my early thirties, I saw
that I was a speck of light in the great
river of light that undulates through time.

I was floating with the whole
human family. We were all colors -- those
who are living now, those who have died,
those who are not yet born. For a few

moments I floated, completely calm,
and I no longer hated having to exist.

Like a crow who smells hot blood
you came flying to pull me out
of the glowing stream.
"I'll hold you up. I never let my dear
ones drown!" After that, I wept for days.

6 IN AND OUT

The dog searches until he finds me
upstairs, lies down with a clatter
of elbows, puts his head on my foot.
Sometimes the sound of his breathing
saves my life -- in and out, in
and out; a pause, a long sigh. . . .

7 PARDON

A piece of burned meat
wears my clothes, speaks
in my voice, dispatches obligations
haltingly, or not at all.
It is tired of trying
to be stouthearted, tired
beyond measure.

We move on to the monoamine
oxidase inhibitors. Day and night
I feel as if I had drunk six cups
of coffee, but the pain stops
abruptly. With the wonder
and bitterness of someone pardoned
for a crime she did not commit
I come back to marriage and friends,
to pink fringed hollyhocks; come back
to my desk, books, and chair.

8 CREDO

Pharmaceutical wonders are at work
but I believe only in this moment
of well-being. Unholy ghost,
you are certain to come again.

Coarse, mean, you'll put your feet
on the coffee table, lean back,
and turn me into someone who can't
take the trouble to speak; someone
who can't sleep, or who does nothing
but sleep; can't read, or call
for an appointment for help.

There is nothing I can do
against your coming.
When I awake, I am still with thee.

9 WOOD THRUSH

High on Nardil and June light
I wake at four,
waiting greedily for the first
note of the wood thrush. Easeful air
presses through the screen
with the wild, complex song
of the bird, and I am overcome

by ordinary contentment.
What hurt me so terribly
all my life until this moment?
How I love the small, swiftly
beating heart of the bird
singing in the great maples;
its bright, unequivocal eye.

From Constance by Jane Kenyon,
published by Graywolf Press. © 1993 by Jane Kenyon.
Used with permission. All rights reserved.
Source: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15920

The Brain - is wider than the sky -

by Emily Dickinson→

The Brain — is wider than the Sky —
For — put them side by side —
The one the other will contain
With ease — and You — beside —

The Brain is deeper than the sea —
For — hold them — Blue to Blue —
The one the other will absorb
—As Sponges — Buckets — do —

The Brain is just the weight of God —
For — Heft them — Pound for Pound —
And they will differ — if they do —
As Syllable from Sound —
http://en.wikisource.org/wiki/The_Brain_%E2%80%94_is_wider_than_the_Sky_%E2%80%94

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© 2006 Mark Robert Gates

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If the brain works, use it.

See you in court!