MATTHEW, CHAPTER 5, VERSE 3, as SPOKEN by CHRIST, as ATTRIBUTED, by A TAX COLLECTOR

Matthew, Chapter 5, Verse 3;

μακαριοι οι πτωχοι τω πνευματι οτι αυτων εστιν η βασιλεια των ουρανων

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© 2006, God’s, Christ’s and our’ Holy Spirit’s, as attributed by, Mark Robert Gates

Matthew 5:3; Well off, one: pauper, one: spirit in selve’s, are, one: realm, and, one: elevation as heaven.

Translated by, Mark Robert Gates

PLENARIAL DISEASE, PRESCRIBED TORTURES

© 2006 Mark Robert Gates
Plenarial Disease: Giving false instructions in a planned demonstration of supposed mental superiority.

Sociallairistic intercourse treatment: Arrange a side-by-side demonstration, in a public area, of the plenarian’s diseased, result, and your own vastly superior, reality based results.

Planarity
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This article is about the game; for the graph theory property, see Planar graph.

Planarity is the name of a puzzle computer game based on a concept by Mary Radcliffe at Western Michigan University.[1]

The name comes from the term planar graph. In graph theory, a planar graph is a graph that can be embedded in a plane so that no edges intersect. In the game, the player starts out with a tangled series of connected dots, and has to untangle the web until no edges intersect.

The original implementation of this game was a flash game developed by John Tantalo at Case Western Reserve University.[1] It in turn has inspired the creation of a [[GTK+]] version by Xiph.org's Chris Montgomery, which possesses additional level generation algorithms and the ability to manipulate multiple nodes at once.[2]

References
^ a b Planarity FAQ.
^ gPlanarity home.

External links
Planarity.net — the original flash game
gPlanarity — an improved [[GTK+]] version

HYMN TO INTELLECTUAL BEAUTY

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

The awful shadow of some unseen Power
Floats though unseen among us, -- visiting
This various world with as inconstant wing
As summer winds that creep from flower to flower, --
Like moonbeams that behind some piny mountain shower,
It visits with inconstant glance
Each human heart and countenance;
Like hues and harmonies of evening, --
Like clouds in starlight widely spread, --
Like memory of music fled,
--Like aught that for its grace may be
Dear, and yet dearer for its mystery.

Spirit of Beauty, that dost consecrate
With thine own hues all thou dost shine upon
Of human thought or form, -- where art thou gone?
Why dost thou pass away and leave our state,
This dim vast vale of tears, vacant and desolate?
Ask why the sunlight not for ever
Weaves rainbows o'er yon mountain-river,
Why aught should fail and fade that once is shown,
Why fear and dream and death and birth
Cast on the daylight of this earth
Such gloom, -- why man has such a scope
For love and hate, despondency and hope?

No voice from some sublimer world hath ever
To sage or poet these responses given --
Therefore the names of Demon, Ghost, and Heaven,
Remain the records of their vain endeavour,
Frail spells -- whose uttered charm might not avail to sever,
From all we hear and all we see,
Doubt, chance, and mutability.
Thy light alone -- like mist oe'er the mountains driven,
Or music by the night-wind sent
Through strings of some still instrument,
Or moonlight on a midnight stream,
Gives grace and truth to life's unquiet dream.

Love, Hope, and Self-esteem, like clouds depart
And come, for some uncertain moments lent.
Man were immortal, and omnipotent,
Didst thou, unknown and awful as thou art,
Keep with thy glorious train firm state within his heart.
Thou messgenger of sympathies,
That wax and wane in lovers' eyes --
Thou -- that to human thought art nourishment,
Like darkness to a dying flame!
Depart not as thy shadow came,
Depart not -- lest the grave should be,
Like life and fear, a dark reality.

While yet a boy I sought for ghosts, and sped
Through many a listening chamber, cave and ruin,
And starlight wood, with fearful steps pursuing
Hopes of high talk with the departed dead.
I called on poisonous names with which our youth is fed;
I was not heard -- I saw them not --When musing deeply on the lot
Of life, at that sweet time when winds are wooing
All vital things that wake to bring
News of birds and blossoming, --
Sudden, thy shadow fell on me;
I shrieked, and clasped my hands in ecstasy!

I vowed that I would dedicate my powers
To thee and thine -- have I not kept the vow?
With beating heart and streaming eyes, even now
I call the phantoms of a thousand hours
Each from his voiceless grave: they have in visioned bowers
Of studious zeal or love's delight
Outwatched with me the envious night --
They know that never joy illumed my brow
Unlinked with hope that thou wouldst free
This world from its dark slavery,
That thou - O awful Loveliness,
Wouldst give whate'er these words cannot express.

The day becomes more solemn and serene
When noon is past -- there is a harmony
In autumn, and a lustre in its sky,
Which through the summer is not heard or seen,
As if it could not be, as if it had not been!
Thus let thy power, which like the truth
Of nature on my passive youth
Descended, to my onward life supply
Its calm -- to one who worships thee,
And every form containing thee,
Whom, Spirit fair, thy spells did bind
To fear himself, and love all human kind.

This work is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.

PARADIGMS OF ISSUE

© 2006 Mark Robert Gates

In America we are fighting two paradigms, of which we have to see an end, or find a way to prevent those of whom hold these paradigms from being a danger, threat, or harm to us.

Paradigm 1: When I am breaking the law, it is no longer illegal to do so. These people believe once they have decided to break the law, it is no longer illegal to do so, due to their rationalizations, and there is no place to place a stop sign in the road, once a person with this paradigm chooses to break American laws. These people now believe what they are doing is legal, and enforcing the law to stop them, is illegal.

A way has to be found, now that we can prove this paradigm to exist, to either end this paradigm in a person, or see that a person with this paradigm is no longer a danger, threat, or capable of causing us harm.

Paradigm: The God is an idiot paradigm: There are people who would lie to God, Christ and the Holy Spirit, and all of society on an open microphone, and then believe, I am an idiot. These people believe in a god of which created all of these lovely people on this planet to be their victims and this loving god aides them in victimizing their victims. Why? These people not only believe God is an idiot, they believe anyone who believes in a loving God, and believes they are being nurtured by this loving God, are also, idiots. And, these people try to enforce a clause, of which states: God is an idiot; this beliver is an idiot. Yes, these people want all people who belive and follow God's of our' Bible's tagged: idiots. Yes. God created the earth and all of these people in it, in order that they may have them as victims, is what these people believe, and if God does not aide them in having these victims, God is not loving. And, will fight to the last man to enforce this rule.

A way has to be found, now that this paradigm of religious persecution can be proved to exist, to prove, once and for all, American law prevents and protects its citizens from such religious torture's. And, use exsiting law, to either end this paradigm in a person, or to enforce all parts of American law, and prevent and protect Americans from this, God is an idiot paradigm, from being a danger, threat, or capable of causing us harm.

There is no need to limit freedom's of speech and press, all we have to do as American's is enforce those laws already existing of which state: Freedom's of speech, press, religion, and our right to a fair trial, do not exist to protect lies.

DEMOCRITTUS JUNIOR TO HIS BOOK, from Project Gutenberg's The Anatomy of Melancholy, by Democritus Junior

PARAPHRASTIC METRICAL TRANSLATION. (1621)
Go forth my book into the open day;
Happy, if made so by its garish eye.
O'er earth's wide surface take thy vagrant way,
To imitate thy master's genius try.
The Graces three, the Muses nine salute,
Should those who love them try to con thy lore.
The country, city seek, grand thrones to boot,
With gentle courtesy humbly bow before.
Should nobles gallant, soldiers frank and brave
Seek thy acquaintance, hail their first advance:
From twitch of care thy pleasant vein may save,
May laughter cause or wisdom give perchance.
Some surly Cato, Senator austere,
Haply may wish to peep into thy book:
Seem very nothing--tremble and revere:
No forceful eagles, butterflies e'er look.
They love not thee: of them then little seek,
And wish for readers triflers like thyself.
Of ludeful matron watchful catch the beck,
Or gorgeous countess full of pride and pelf.
They may say "pish!" and frown, and yet read on:
Cry odd, and silly, coarse, and yet amusing.
Should dainty damsels seek thy page to con,
Spread thy best stores: to them be ne'er refusing:
Say, fair one, master loves thee dear as life;
Would he were here to gaze on thy sweet look.
Should known or unknown student, freed from strife
Of logic and the schools, explore my book:
Cry mercy critic, and thy book withhold:
Be some few errors pardon'd though observ'd:
An humble author to implore makes bold.
Thy kind indulgence, even undeserv'd,
Should melancholy wight or pensive lover,
Courtier, snug cit, or carpet knight so trim
Our blossoms cull, he'll find himself in clover,
Gain sense from precept, laughter from our whim.
Should learned leech with solemn air unfold
Thy leaves, beware, be civil, and be wise:
Thy volume many precepts sage may hold,
His well fraught head may find no trifling prize.
Should crafty lawyer trespass on our ground,
Caitiffs avaunt! disturbing tribe away!
Unless (white crow) an honest one be found;
He'll better, wiser go for what we say.
Should some ripe scholar, gentle and benign,
With candour, care, and judgment thee peruse:
Thy faults to kind oblivion he'll consign;
Nor to thy merit will his praise refuse.
Thou may'st be searched for polish'd words and verse
By flippant spouter, emptiest of praters:
Tell him to seek them in some mawkish verse:
My periods all are rough as nutmeg graters.
The doggerel poet, wishing thee to read,
Reject not; let him glean thy jests and stories.
His brother I, of lowly sembling breed:
Apollo grants to few Parnassian glories.
Menac'd by critic with sour furrowed brow,
Momus or Troilus or Scotch reviewer:
Ruffle your heckle, grin and growl and vow:
Ill-natured foes you thus will find the fewer,
When foul-mouth'd senseless railers cry thee down,
Reply not: fly, and show the rogues thy stern;
hey are not worthy even of a frown:
Good taste or breeding they can never learn;
Or let them clamour, turn a callous ear,
As though in dread of some harsh donkey's bray.
If chid by censor, friendly though severe,
To such explain and turn thee not away.
Thy vein, says he perchance, is all too free;
Thy smutty language suits not learned pen:
Reply, Good Sir, throughout, the context see;
Thought chastens thought; so prithee judge again.
Besides, although my master's pen may wander
Through devious paths, by which it ought not stray,
His life is pure, beyond the breath of slander:
So pardon grant; 'tis merely but his way.
Some rugged ruffian makes a hideous rout--
Brandish thy cudgel, threaten him to baste;
The filthy fungus far from thee cast out;
Such noxious banquets never suit my taste.
Yet, calm and cautious moderate thy ire,
Be ever courteous should the case allow--
Sweet malt is ever made by gentle fire:
Warm to thy friends, give all a civil bow.
Even censure sometimes teaches to improve,
Slight frosts have often cured too rank a crop,
So, candid blame my spleen shall never move,
For skilful gard'ners wayward branches lop.
Go then, my book, and bear my words in mind;
Guides safe at once, and pleasant them you'll find.

THE ARGUMENT OF THE FRONTISPIECE.

Ten distinct Squares here seen apart,
Are joined in one by Cutter's art.

I.

Old Democritus under a tree,
Sits on a stone with book on knee;
About him hang there many features,
Of Cats, Dogs and such like creatures,
Of which he makes anatomy,
The seat of black choler to see.
Over his head appears the sky,
And Saturn Lord of melancholy.

II.

To the left a landscape of Jealousy,
Presents itself unto thine eye.
A Kingfisher, a Swan, an Hern,
Two fighting-cocks you may discern,
Two roaring Bulls each other hie,
To assault concerning venery.
Symbols are these; I say no more,
Conceive the rest by that's afore.

III.

The next of solitariness,
A portraiture doth well express,
By sleeping dog, cat: Buck and Doe,
Hares, Conies in the desert go:
Bats, Owls the shady bowers over,
In melancholy darkness hover.
Mark well: If't be not as't should be,
Blame the bad Cutter, and not me.

IV.

I'th' under column there doth stand
_Inamorato_ with folded hand;
Down hangs his head, terse and polite,
Some ditty sure he doth indite.
His lute and books about him lie,
As symptoms of his vanity.
If this do not enough disclose,
To paint him, take thyself by th' nose.

V.

_Hypocondriacus_ leans on his arm,
Wind in his side doth him much harm,
And troubles him full sore, God knows,
Much pain he hath and many woes.
About him pots and glasses lie,
Newly brought from's Apothecary.
This Saturn's aspects signify,
You see them portray'd in the sky.

VI.

Beneath them kneeling on his knee,
A superstitious man you see:
He fasts, prays, on his Idol fixt,
Tormented hope and fear betwixt:
For Hell perhaps he takes more pain,
Than thou dost Heaven itself to gain.
Alas poor soul, I pity thee,
What stars incline thee so to be?
VII. But see the madman rage downright
With furious looks, a ghastly sight.
Naked in chains bound doth he lie,
And roars amain he knows not why!
Observe him; for as in a glass,
Thine angry portraiture it was.
His picture keeps still in thy presence;
'Twixt him and thee, there's no difference.

VIII, IX.

_Borage_ and _Hellebor_ fill two scenes,
Sovereign plants to purge the veins
Of melancholy, and cheer the heart,
Of those black fumes which make it smart;
To clear the brain of misty fogs,
Which dull our senses, and Soul clogs.
The best medicine that e'er God made
For this malady, if well assay'd.

X.

Now last of all to fill a place,
Presented is the Author's face;
And in that habit which he wears,
His image to the world appears.
His mind no art can well express,
That by his writings you may guess.
It was not pride, nor yet vainglory,
(Though others do it commonly)
Made him do this: if you must know,
The Printer would needs have it so.
Then do not frown or scoff at it,
Deride not, or detract a whit.
For surely as thou dost by him,
He will do the same again.
Then look upon't, behold and see,
As thou lik'st it, so it likes thee.
And I for it will stand in view,
Thine to command, Reader, adieu.

Courtesy of Project Gutenberg
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FROM MAMMAL TO MAMMON

© 2006 Mark Robert Gates

If mankind is supposed to evolve from one form to another, every millennium or so, we have not progressed far, we were mammals, living as Pagans, and since we have met God’s we are now the seed of mammon. And, still cannot serve any other master, except mammon, unless we meet a God’s on the road, one would think we would be born by now with Sunday school manners enough, to stick our heads out into the world and ask directions, to the baptismal.

TRUE: LOVE WILL FIND A WAY

© 2006 Mark Robert Gates
Backwards; for though I go,
Onward; I cannot slow,
Sideward; is a distant glow,
Upward; is the tidal tow,
Downward; a graviton pull,
Towards; all eternal toll,
Wayward; all in love is dull,
Paydirt: heaven lie’s a knoll.

EPISTLE III: Of The Nature and State of Man, With Respect to Society

From: Essay on Man by Alexander Pope (1734)

ARGUMENT

I. The whole Universe one system of Society. Nothing made wholly for itself, nor yet wholly for another. The happiness of Animals mutual. II. Reason or Instinct operate alike to the good of each Individual. Reason or Instinct operate also to Society, in all Animals. III. How far Society carried by Instinct. How much farther by Reason. IV. Of that which is called the State of Nature. Reason instructed by Instinct in the invention of Arts, and in the Forms of Society. V. Origin of Political Societies. Origin of Monarchy. atriarchal Government. VI. Origin of true Religion and Government, from the same principle, of Love. Origin of Superstition and Tyranny, from the same principle, of Fear. The Influence of Self-love operating to the social and public Good. Restoration of true Religion and Government on their first principle. Mixed Government.Various forms of each, and the true end of all.

I.

Here, then, we rest: "The Universal Cause
Acts to one end, but acts by various laws.
"In all the madness of superfluous health,
The trim of pride, the impudence of wealth,
Let this great truth be present night and day;
But most be present, if we preach or pray.

Look round our world; behold the chain of love
Combining all below and all above.
See plastic Nature working to this end,
The single atoms each to other tend,
Attract, attracted to, the next in place
Formed and impelled its neighbour to embrace.
See matter next, with various life endued,
Press to one centre still, the general good.
See dying vegetables life sustain,
See life dissolving vegetate again:
All forms that perish other forms supply
(By turns we catch the vital breath, and die),
Like bubbles on the sea of matter borne,
They rise, they break, and to that sea return.
Nothing is foreign: parts relate to whole;
One all-extending, all-preserving soul
Connects each being, greatest with the least;
Made beast in aid of man, and man of beast;
All served, all serving: nothing stands alone;
The chain holds on, and where it ends, unknown.

Has God, thou fool! worked solely for thy Thy good,
Thy joy, thy pastime, thy attire, thy food?
Who for thy table feeds the wanton fawn,
For him as kindly spread the flowery lawn:
Is it for thee the lark ascends and sings?
Joy tunes his voice, joy elevates his wings.
Is it for thee the linnet pours his throat?
Loves of his own and raptures swell the note.
The bounding steed you pompously bestride,
Shares with his lord the pleasure and the pride.
Is thine alone the seed that strews the plain?
The birds of heaven shall vindicate their grain.
Thine the full harvest of the golden year?
Part pays, and justly, the deserving steer:
The hog, that ploughs not nor obeys thy call,
Lives on the labours of this lord of all.

Know, Nature's children all divide her care;
The fur that warms a monarch, warmed a bear.
While man exclaims, "See all things for my use!"
"See man for mine!" replies a pampered goose:
And just as short of reason he must fall,
Who thinks all made for one, not one for all.

Grant that the powerful still the weak control;
Be man the wit and tyrant of the whole:
Nature that tyrant checks; he only knows,
And helps, another creature's wants and woes.
Say, will the falcon, stooping from above,
Smit with her varying plumage, spare the dove?
Admires the jay the insect's gilded wings?
Or hears the hawk when Philomela sings?
Man cares for all: to birds he gives his woods,
To beasts his pastures, and to fish his floods;
For some his interest prompts him to provide,
For more his pleasure, yet for more his pride:
All feed on one vain patron, and enjoy
The extensive blessing of his luxury.
That very life his learned hunger craves,
He saves from famine, from the savage saves;
Nay, feasts the animal he dooms his feast,
And, till he ends the being, makes it blest;
Which sees no more the stroke, or feels the pain,
Than favoured man by touch ethereal slain.
The creature had his feast of life before;
Thou too must perish when thy feast is o'er!

To each unthinking being, Heaven, a friend,
Gives not the useless knowledge of its end:
To man imparts it; but with such a view
As, while he dreads it, makes him hope it too;
The hour concealed, and so remote the fear,
Death still draws nearer, never seeming near.
Great standing miracle! that Heaven assigned
Its only thinking thing this turn of mind.

II.

Whether with reason, or with instinct blest,
Know, all enjoy that power which suits them best;
To bliss alike by that direction tend,
And find the means proportioned to their end.
Say, where full instinct is the unerring guide,
What pope or council can they need beside?
Reason, however able, cool at best,
Cares not for service, or but serves when pressed,
Stays till we call, and then not often near;
But honest instinct comes a volunteer,
Sure never to o'er-shoot, but just to hit;
While still too wide or short is human wit;
Sure by quick nature happiness to gain,
Which heavier reason labours at in vain,
This too serves always, reason never long;
One must go right, the other may go wrong.
See then the acting and comparing powers
One in their nature, which are two in ours;
And reason raise o'er instinct as you can,
In this 'tis God directs, in that 'tis man.

Who taught the nations of the field and wood
To shun their poison, and to choose their food?
Prescient, the tides or tempests to withstand,
Build on the wave, or arch beneath the sand?
Who made the spider parallels design,
Sure as Demoivre, without rule or line?
Who did the stork, Columbus-like, explore
Heavens not his own, and worlds unknown before?
Who calls the council, states the certain day,
Who forms the phalanx, and who points the way?

III.

God in the nature of each being founds
Its proper bliss, and sets its proper bounds:
But as He framed a whole, the whole to bless,
On mutual wants built mutual happiness:
So from the first, eternal order ran,
And creature linked to creature, man to man.
Whate'er of life all-quickening ether keeps,
Or breathes through air, or shoots beneath the deeps,
Or pours profuse on earth, one nature feeds
The vital flame, and swells the genial seeds.
Not man alone, but all that roam the wood,
Or wing the sky, or roll along the flood,
Each loves itself, but not itself alone,
Each sex desires alike, till two are one.
Nor ends the pleasure with the fierce embrace;
They love themselves, a third time, in their race.
Thus beast and bird their common charge attend,
The mothers nurse it, and the sires defend;
The young dismissed to wander earth or air,
There stops the instinct, and there ends the care;
The link dissolves, each seeks a fresh embrace,
Another love succeeds, another race.
A longer care man's helpless kind demands;
That longer care contracts more lasting bands:
Reflection, reason, still the ties improve,
At once extend the interest and the love;
With choice we fix, with sympathy we burn;
Each virtue in each passion takes its turn;
And still new needs, new helps, new habits rise.
That graft benevolence on charities.
Still as one brood, and as another rose,
These natural love maintained, habitual those.
The last, scarce ripened into perfect man,
Saw helpless him from whom their life began:
Memory and forecast just returns engage,
That pointed back to youth, this on to age;
While pleasure, gratitude, and hope combined,
Still spread the interest, and preserved the kind.

IV.

Nor think, in Nature's state they blindly trod;
The state of nature was the reign of God:
Self-love and social at her birth began,
Union the bond of all things, and of man.
Pride then was not; nor arts, that pride to aid;
Man walked with beast, joint tenant of the shade;
The same his table, and the same his bed;
No murder clothed him, and no murder fed.
In the same temple, the resounding wood,
All vocal beings hymned their equal God:
The shrine with gore unstained, with gold undressed,
Unbribed, unbloody, stood the blameless priest:
Heaven's attribute was universal care,
And man's prerogative to rule, but spare.
Ah! how unlike the man of times to come!
Of half that live the butcher and the tomb;
Who, foe to nature, hears the general groan,
Murders their species, and betrays his own.
But just disease to luxury succeeds,
And every death its own avenger breeds;
The fury-passions from that blood began,
And turned on man a fiercer savage, man.

See him from Nature rising slow to art!
To copy instinct then was reason's part;
Thus then to man the voice of Nature spake--
"Go, from the creatures thy instructions take:
Learn from the birds what food the thickets yield;
Learn from the beasts the physic of the field;
Thy arts of building from the bee receive;
Learn of the mole to plough, the worm to weave;
Learn of the little nautilus to sail,
Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale.
Here too all forms of social union find,
And hence let reason, late, instruct mankind:
Here subterranean works and cities see;
There towns aerial on the waving tree.
Learn each small people's genius, policies,
The ant's republic, and the realm of bees;
How those in common all their wealth bestow,
And anarchy without confusion know;
And these for ever, though a monarch reign,
Their separate cells and properties maintain.
Mark what unvaried laws preserve each state,
Laws wise as nature, and as fixed as fate.
In vain thy reason finer webs shall draw,
Entangle justice in her net of law,
And right, too rigid, harden into wrong;
Still for the strong too weak, the weak too strong.
Yet go! and thus o'er all the creatures sway,
Thus let the wiser make the rest obey;
And, for those arts mere instinct could afford,
Be crowned as monarchs, or as gods adored."

V.

Great Nature spoke; observant men obeyed;
Cities were built, societies were made:
Here rose one little state: another near
Grew by like means, and joined, through love or fear.
Did here the trees with ruddier burdens bend,
And there the streams in purer rills descend?
What war could ravish, commerce could bestow,
And he returned a friend, who came a foe.
Converse and love mankind might strongly draw,
When love was liberty, and Nature law.
Thus States were formed; the name of king unknown,
'Till common interest placed the sway in one.
'Twas virtue only (or in arts or arms,Diffusing blessings, or averting harms)
The same which in a sire the sons obeyed,
A prince the father of a people made.

VI.

Till then, by Nature crowned, each patriarch sate,
King, priest, and parent of his growing state;
On him, their second providence, they hung,
Their law his eye, their oracle his tongue.
He from the wondering furrow called the food,
Taught to command the fire, control the flood,
Draw forth the monsters of the abyss profound,
Or fetch the aerial eagle to the ground.
Till drooping, sickening, dying they began
Whom they revered as God to mourn as man:
Then, looking up, from sire to sire, explored
One great first Father, and that first adored.
Or plain tradition that this all begun,
Conveyed unbroken faith from sire to son;
The worker from the work distinct was known,
And simple reason never sought but one:
Ere wit oblique had broke that steady light,
Man, like his Maker, saw that all was right;
To virtue, in the paths of pleasure, trod,
And owned a Father when he owned a God.
Love all the faith, and all the allegiance then;
For Nature knew no right divine in men,
No ill could fear in God; and understood
A sovereign being but a sovereign good.
True faith, true policy, united ran,
This was but love of God, and this of man.

Who first taught souls enslaved, and realms undone,
The enormous faith of many made for one;
That proud exception to all Nature's laws,
To invert the world, and counter-work its cause?
Force first made conquest, and that conquest, law;
Till superstition taught the tyrant awe,
Then shared the tyranny, then lent it aid,
And gods of conquerors, slaves of subjects made:
She, 'midst the lightning's blaze, and thunder's sound,
When rocked the mountains, and when groaned the ground,
She taught the weak to bend, the proud to pray,
To power unseen, and mightier far than they:
She, from the rending earth and bursting skies,
Saw gods descend, and fiends infernal rise:
Here fixed the dreadful, there the blest abodes;
Fear made her devils, and weak hope her gods;
Gods partial, changeful, passionate, unjust,
Whose attributes were rage, revenge, or lust;
Such as the souls of cowards might conceive,
And, formed like tyrants, tyrants would believe.
Zeal then, not charity, became the guide;
And hell was built on spite, and heaven on pride,
Then sacred seemed the ethereal vault no more;
Altars grew marble then, and reeked with gore;
Then first the flamen tasted living food;
Next his grim idol smeared with human blood;
With heaven's own thunders shook the world below,
And played the god an engine on his foe.

So drives self-love, through just and through unjust,
To one man's power, ambition, lucre, lust:
The same self-love, in all, becomes the cause
Of what restrains him, government and laws.
For, what one likes if others like as well,
What serves one will when many wills rebel?
How shall he keep, what, sleeping or awake,
A weaker may surprise, a stronger take?
His safety must his liberty restrain:
All join to guard what each desires to gain.
Forced into virtue thus by self-defence,
Even kings learned justice and benevolence:
Self-love forsook the path it first pursued,
And found the private in the public good.

'Twas then, the studious head or generous mind,
Follower of God, or friend of human-kind,
Poet or patriot, rose but to restore
The faith and moral Nature gave before;
Re-lumed her ancient light, not kindled new;
If not God's image, yet His shadow drew:
Taught power's due use to people and to kings,
Taught nor to slack, nor strain its tender strings,
The less, or greater, set so justly true,
That touching one must strike the other too;
Till jarring interests, of themselves create
The according music of a well-mixed state.
Such is the world's great harmony, that springs
From order, union, full consent of things:
Where small and great, where weak and mighty, made
To serve, not suffer, strengthen, not invade;
More powerful each as needful to the rest,
And, in proportion as it blesses, blest;
Draw to one point, and to one centre bring
Beast, man, or angel, servant, lord, or king.

For forms of government let fools contest;
Whate'er is best administered is best:
For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight;
His can't be wrong whose life is in the right:
In faith and hope the world will disagree,
But all mankind's concern is charity:
All must be false that thwart this one great end;
And all of God, that bless mankind or mend.

Man, like the generous vine, supported lives;
The strength he gains is from the embrace he gives.
On their own axis as the planets run,
Yet make at once their circle round the sun;
So two consistent motions act the soul;
And one regards itself, and one the whole.

Thus God and Nature linked the general frame,
And bade self-love and social be the same.

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VARIATIONS ON A THEME OF MACHIAVELLI

Remember, all of the, Machiavellian, pseudo-Christian, lame duck, right-wing conspiracy, Republicans, of who, rose to power on what we now have plenty of evidence is a pack of lies, also, still are in power, in most of our so called, free press media outets. Those who did, or would not lie, like Bush' company, were forced out as, left-wing, pro-democracy, anti-American liberties and rights, liberal's, code named: Democrats. We must Reclaim our free American press, from a pathologically lying, Machiavellian, pseudo-political, pseudo-ideological and pseudo-theologian, overtaken' bastian of our American history.

We are going to be besieged by stories, claiming total loss, whenever, one part of a politics by, Nancy Pelosi, simply Democratically resolves in a manner, construent with real our' pro-American pro-Democracy value: we are our American government. Those whose lie's are, "Why, Christ let us kill Himself, to give us, opposition forces, against a real pro-American pro-Democracy, comprised of a free citizenry." Will claim failure whenever the result of politic's is not a heinous crime, and just an exercise of free liberties, and rights.

Remember these Machiavellian, pseudo-Christian, lame duck, right-wing conspiracy, Republicans have been all caught with their pants down, one lie resulting in a complete failure of all, "All of Bush'." American Domestic and Foriegn Policy, is not something these people are still, as of yet, willing to admit is an expose' of all, Machiavellian, pseudo-Christian, lame duck, right-wing conspiracy, Republican and Bush', foriegn and domestic policy. Let's just give Nancy Pelosi, our continued pro-American, pro-Democractic values, support and encouragement in her new office, and, let us go after all the inane, Machiavellian, pseudo-Christian, lame duck, right-wing conspiracy, Republicans infesting our free American press.

Happythanksgiving, Machiavelli, now, I will have to read your book too, as I am certain it does not say, ""The End." jusitfies "Any" Means, at all.""

Copyright 2006, Mark Robert Gates

PRO-AMERICAN PRO-FREE AMERICAN ENTERPRISE PRO-NET REVOLUTIONARY TO THE RESCUE

When time come's, and all of our expected technology upgrades are in place, such as, our much anticipated change's to fiber optics, upwards of 1 Terabyte Internet transport capabilities, via ground and a satellite Internet and HDTV network capable signal, in one combined source, broadcasting from a string of specially designed=for capable satellites, upwards of 1gig networking already exists, and HDTV capable video, and Internet from a single Internet connection. Why double up? A quantum leap to combining all home entertainment and xomputer into a single-modular-package (SMP), as we are duplicating services and technologies, and vastly bog down and make unamassable most of our entire entertainment set packages, we will then see Internet Hyperfeeds, in our technological revolution, like none we have ever seen before, and hyperspeed technology capabilities will be expensive.

When this occurs there may be many people, including myself, of whom, will be either unable to afford, or happy to go on using one's now existing Internet speeds and capabilities at a price near that of what one already pays. It makes a whole lot of sense, like with cable and satellite, television, where one does not have to purchase all of the available channels and services, and Internet, where in one can still choose 56k dial-up, or when purchasing high-speed cable/DSL Internet services one does not have to buy only the highest speed package available. When we get to where we see all of the technology changes coming down the line, we will be happy not to have to pay for only the best available Internet and entertainment packages, and ecstatic over being able to continue using what we have now, at the same, or near to the same cost, inflation and steady upgrades you know, and not having to be able to afford only the highest Internet speeds available, at all time's.

Now, does this blasphemy of a term like NetNuetrallity, make one see why us Democrats, get called communists, and anti-free American's enterprise.

Copyright 2006, Mark Robert Gates

DIVINITY' OF, AND, DOCTRINITY' OF GOD'S OF OUR' BIBLE'S THEOLOGY'

© 2006, God’s, Christ’s and our’ Holy Spirit’s, as attributed by, Mark Robert Gates

Apparently, Communism’s, social status dictators, have discovered if a person claims to be, Christian, no one actually question’s whether or not the person is actually a follower’ and believer’ in the God’s of our’ Bible’s. I have found politically motivated communists with anti-American, anti-Democracy and anti-capitalist agenda’s who actually say, “yes.” When asked if they are Christian, who when asked, instead, “Are you a follower’ and believer' in the God’s of the Bible’s?” Are forced to admit, “No.” Which is why we, who are followers’ and believer’s in our’ God’s of our’ Bible’s, and following Christ’s Commandment’s, learned through complete studies of His Immaculate Word’s, call ourselves follower’s and believer’s, in the first place. The word “Christian” was after all, an insulting term created by people of Rome, to put down those who they found it necessary to murder. Why it was ever picked up by anyone professing to actually be of Christ’s Churche’ is beyond comprehension.

So now, we need to go forward, asking each other, “Are one’s belief’s those of a follower’ and believer’ in the God’s of our’ Bible’s?”Also, a Churche’, as described by Jesus is our body of follower’s and believer’s built upon a foundation’, and one of which is built on a rock’, Jesus, called, “Peter’.” As a body of follower’s and believer’s it is required we follow all of Christ’s Commandment’s, if we love Him, moreover, any who do not follow’ and believe’ any one’ of Christ’s Teaching’s, cannot be allowed to continue to claim they have love for Christ’s. Once, I sat, looking at a bible’s I believed to be a gift from my God Parents, and however, was only given me as a consultation prize, by my parents, for deciding to take my God Mother away, out of spite of her love for myself, and my undying love for her. I decided more than once, I would read this Bible’s and then put it on a shelf, like all other books I read, and it would then be a book I had read.

Then, one day, around thirty years old, I looked carefully at that phony dedication, written in this Bible’s and discovered, much to my dismay, this was my mother’s own hand writing, not my God Mother’s, as I had always believed. I threw this blasphemed copy of our Bible’s to the ground so hard it broke the binding on its back, forever, setting me free. If my own mother could tell such a lie, it could not be, for Christ’s sake. And, although she is one of the most moral persons I know, she, however, did not follow’ and believe’ Christ’s Commandment’s, she used Jesus as a cover for her sins, of today, and not any of which are supposed to have been forgiven of her yesterday.

This, is how we tell if one is a follower’ and believer’ in God’s of our’ Bible’s. Those who are do not follow’ and believe’ God’s grace’s through the resurrection’ of Christ’s, exist’ to forgive’ all of tomorrow’s sins, moreover, once we walk’ in our God’s of our Bible’s good grace’s, we are not any longer to continue’ to walk in sin’s. And, if one' sins at all, one' does not follow’ and believe', one’ has a life’ save’d by faith’ in God’s and Christ’s eternal grace’s, and if one' follow's and believe's, then one' read's, and if one' doe's not read', then one' doe's not follow' and believe', and if one' doe's not take' time' necessary' to find' out' what' are', all of, Christ’s Commandment’s to =follow’s and believe’s them all, then one’ does not have any love for that of which is Christ’s, His’ Love’, His’ Grace’, and His’ Word’s.

When, I finally first followed’ and believed’, in God’s of our’ Bible’s Word’s, I could not then put down His’ Good’ Book’s, in fact I went through a phase were I was so hungry for Scripture’s and its understanding’s, I did not read anything of which was not a Bible’s, and theological’, or biblical’ literature’s. A “Christian” counselor once felt such a concern for my love’ and following’ and belief’ for Christ’s portray=d’ by my devotion’s to His Word’s, this counselor prescribed, reading a secular and fictional novel. This, I did not do, in fact I perused quite an opposite’s, I enrolled’ in Bible’s school’, at Taylor University, Fort Wayne, Indiana, and placed myself’ in, Old Testament Survey’, New Testament Survey’, Pauline Epistle’s and Systematic Theology’ course’s. And, where it was rumored a teacher, was harder than another, I alway’s deliberately’ took a harder teacher.

In fact a teacher’ considered’ too hard’, by many softies’, taught three of those course’s, Old Testament Survey’, Pauline Epistle’s and Systematic Theology’, and what some students did not like about, Dr. Wes Gehrig, is his insistence’ on making’ a person’ think’. I admit it was a struggle’, a lot like any other learning’ process’, and there were times I’ wished’ it could be’ avoided’, however, my ability’ to know’ our God’s of our’ Bible’s Theology’ well enough to think on my feet’, is now an immensely welcomed gift’s. Here, no pain, no gain, is vastly understated, when studie’s are being made’ of our God’s of our’ Bible’s Scripture’s and Christ’s Teaching’ and Commandment’s, there are no short cut’s, to acknowledgement’ of Divine’ Knowledge’ by acceptance’s, of It’, through allowing It’ to become Alive’ inside’ of one’s self’, as there lie’s Christ’s, so there shall eternally lie His’ Word’s. I can now, after being Taught’ by Christ’s to at times, put down a Bible’s and learn’ to rely’ on It’s One’s, Written’ in my mind’ and my heart’, do devotion’s anywhere’ and at anytime’, without having to open a God’s of our’ Bible’s Book’s, or having to have One’s, present to read’.

We’, all need to acknowledge’ these Commandment’s by their knowledge’ and allow’ them, then, to live’ inside’ of us’, then we’ can go forth a strong’ and invincible’ body’ of Christ’s Churche’, moreover we’ have a need to abandon’ all man’ made’ structure’s man’ has erroneously’ called a church, and once again live’ free of such artificially’ created man-made’ boundarie’s. Inside these building’s men’ called churches, only people’ who meet’ to go to church’, and are not a part’ of Christ’s body’ of follower’s and believer’s; Churche’, collect’ there. I once tried to see if any could point out the world’s, Christ’s Told’ us’ to come out of, and when they could not, had to actually point out, this is because they are the world’s.

The world’s has taken to hiding in these building’s they called churches to escape’ all scrutiny’ of mankind’. Why, are these people known to my=self to be of the world’s, and not Christ’s body of follower’s and believer’s Churche’? These people’ all believe’ they do not sin’, and in fact never have sinned’, and only say they do or did, because tract’s they pass out say one’ must in order to claim’ to be save’d. And, these people do not welcome any who’ actually’ do what they’ consider’ sin’, into their building’s, saying a church’ is no place for sinner’s.

So, obviously’ these “Christian” people’ do not believe’ a Word’ of God’s of our’ Bible’s Word’s, as, they call any they make sinner’s, be wannabe’s, instead. We both call then wannabe’s for the same reason, they are people who have been made to believe they cannot be a part of God’s of our’ Bible’s Churche’ as they have sinned. Unfortunately, instead of studies’ of God’s of our’ Bible’s Word’s many posses’ instead’, these “Christian” going to church’ folk’s man-made’ rule’s impossible’ to keep’. These man-made’ rule’s impossible’ to keep’, are used, to stop’ any’ from being a part’ of our’ God’s of our’ Bible’s Churche’ out of shame’, I remember a time I knew only these rule’s and used them for just such a purpose, to render any who I met, incapable of being a part’ of God’s of our’ Bible’s Churche’.

We now must give up these man-made’ structure’s to the world’s who inside them now pollute’, and find a way to returning to be what a body’ of Christ’s follower’s and believer’s Churche’ is designed to be, a body’ of follower’s and believer’s built’ upon a rock’ Christ’s called, “Peter’,” and, are now’ our’ God’s of our’ Bible’s Christ’s Churche’, at all time’s anywhere’ and everywhere’, without fail’. And, Christ’s Word’s leave’s us’ a Guide’ Book’ for determining’ if a person’s is’ actually a follower’ and believer’ in our’ God’s of our’ Bible’s, and a body’ amongst’ His’ Body’. The letter’s given us’ by Paul’, are’ our’ Guide’ Book’, and tell us’ if any’ who are follower’s and believer’s and of our’ God’s of our’ Bible’s Christ’s Churche’ break’ these rule’s they’ are to be remove’d, in the understanding’ they may be helped to truly follow’ and believe’, and then repent’ and return’. This is done out of love’, and to ensure’, none mistake’ God’s of our’ Bible’s grace’s, for existing’ to forgive’ future’ sins.

To follow’ and believe’ Christ’s Commandment’s, we’ must first understand’, Christ’s, as did Paul’s, alway’s teach’ only of our’ personal’ responsibility’ exclusively’. Christ’s Taught’ of a straight’ and narrow’ path’ to a far away tiny’ gates’ beyond’ which lie’s God’s Kingdom’, one’ must search’ first for His’ Kingdom’, down this path’, and then all one’ need’s if one’ follow’s and believe’s the true path’, will be added’, and one’ must find this path’ and begin’ following’ and believing’ It’s and then become’ as a newborn’ child’s of Christ’s, and begin again, in order to be bornagain’. There is no overnight’ bornagain’, if one’ was never only seven years old, as a bornagain’ child’ of Christ’s, then one’ was never bornagain’.

And, Paul’s taught of a war’ inside himself’ he’ lost’ to himself’ over good’ and evil’, and blame’s this loss’ on himself’ not some devil’, and once we’ know’ God’s of our’ Bible’s grace’s we’ are not to continue’ in sin, as did Christ’s Teach’. As, we’ all can clearly’ see’, the modern “Christianity” blasphemy, “It is impossible to completely stop sinning,” is not only a blasphemy, it is a complete denial of Christ’s Commandment’s, and Teaching’s, and not of anyone’s theology’ who is a follower’ and believer’ of God’s of our’ Bible’s Word’s.

Jesus, said, “MY’ Yoke’ is easy’.” Why, would He say this if stopping sin out of our’ love’ for Him’ and continually following’ and believing’ His’ Commandment’s is so impossible’, and then also say we’ are to do so if we’ love’ Him’? Christ’s Himself’ cannot blaspheme’, Himself’. God’s of our’ Bible’s Christ’s is always’ there knocking’, seeking’ and asking’, all one’ has to do is accept’, however, if one’ accept’s, then please understand’, eternity’, is a very’, long’, long’, long’, long’, long’, long’ time’, and eternity’ is what’ He’ Is’ preparing’ us’ for’, and eternity’ with Him’ is what’ He’ Is’ preparing’ for any’ of us’, who accept’.

There is no happening of which will occure in two week's or two month's time', and then' there will' be nothing' left to do'. Forever', we all have just now begun, and eternal life's end' occured' when our' God's of our' Bible's ressurrected' Christ's, in order' to give' us' His eternal' grace's.

Take’ up’ His’ Yoke’s and go’ in ‘Peace’s.

-Mark Robert Gates

OH, HOLY KNIGHT, NOT AS DIVINE AS OUR GOD'S RIGHT'S

As I pointed out to Arianna Huffington, after a weekend post, what pseudo-Christian people do, often ends up being mistaken, by those unfamilair with legitimate biblical theology, of the God's of the bible's, to be what actually is to be consdered following teaching's of Christ's. In fact, historically, Christ always, ends false teaching's in contradiction to His actual Teaching's. To teach something, of which, contradicts any teaching of Christ's, and to then, teach this contradiction, to actually be a teaching of Christ's, is blasphemy against His Holy Spirit. Our, Holy Spirit, is given as our helper, and anything of which hinders God's Holy Spirit, is unforgivable.

To teach, men and women are not supposed to be physically and sexually attracted, to each other, and men and women are not given in marriage, any longer, is to blaspheme, God's Holy Spirit.

To teach, this physical and sexual attraction and its resulting sexual love, along with all other unconditional and spiritual love, do not make a resulting marriage, a holy union, is to blaspheme God's Holy Spirit.

My own position on gay partnering is based on my own experience with gay women who I have witnessed, almost physically attacking people, over any self-perceived interference with their desire to somehow have a gay relationship with heterosexual women. Other than this, inhumanity, just as bad as any other domeistic violence, I see no reason for anyone to further fuel fires, and try laws to forbid, gay partnering, with a legal marriage document if marriage is how gays view or choose to call their relationship. In fact, we may see a real reduction in divorce rates, if gay men and women no longer drive heterosexual men and women nuts, trying to be married to us.

Pseudo-Christians, believe God's provides His grace and protection toward forgiveness for all their future sins. And, claim gays cannot be pseudo-Christian, and therefore cannot be forgiven for their future sins. Do not join pseudo-Chirstian hypocrites in their bitterness, and leave their judgement to God.

Copyright 2006, Mark Robert Gates

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

CITY PLANNERS SPEND A FORTUNE: ON OUR TAXES!

© 2006 Mark Robert Gates

Local, Anti-lackadaisical Ordinance:

If the brain works, use it.

See you in court!

PREPARE THE MOCHASCOPE

What do we do now, when we want a book on self-help? We go on down to Borders, and stand in the self-help section, and try to decide which one book is going to affect a miracle cure. Of hundreds of thousands of titles, we believe there is one book, of which, we will use to turn our tide and make us mighty. After starring at titles for a while, we give up and head on over to the coffee shop, and order for ourself'; a triple mocha. As, we sit starring into our mochascope, we begin to wonder if we are beyond help.

Everyone says self-esteem is important, however, others say we need to be more positive to get ahead. As we sit tossing back and forth over which book to begin on, there seems to be no answer. Yet, if we really want to be as good as we can best be, there is a possibly, almost simple, answer. Read both books. One on self-esteem, and one on positive thinking. And, as long as we do not confuse one with the other, both may work together, to make a more powerful us. In fact, it just may be impossible, to change one without changing the other.

Though positive affirmations will help us think better of ourselves, and positive self-love can point us to positive success. Combining both positive thinking and higher self-worth, can be even more helpful for us, to paint in the numbers, and have our future become; one's now thornless rose. There are many ways to have both in proper proportion, to help give our ship a bow and a stern, and no matter what we think of ourselves, we will get nowhere, if we believe we have a bleak tomorrow.

I recommend, Feel the Fear and Do It Anyway, by Susan Jeffers, Ph.D., http://www.susanjeffers.com/, for a pathway to more positive thinking. With her help, we can almost psycho-surgically, remove negative thoughts from our mind. Then, for self-esteem, I recommend, The Six Pillars of Self-Esteem, by Nathaniel Branden, http://www.nathanielbranden.com/. His book will work to give us skills necessary, to love ourselve's, with an unconditional self-love. While together, both books, will be capable of cementing in us a more positive self-esteem, and point us into a positive future, we almost magically, will be more certain to enjoy.

For myself, positive thinking helped me to begin writing again, and led to being asked to take, Appreciative Inquiry Training, an organizational; positive thinking course. And, help plan a new future, for our local mental healthcare provider. Another course, also, developed to build on strengths already existing, and avoid focusing on our past problems. And, I am now invited to share my opinion, to help point ships, like a lighthouse, away from unseen beaches with jagged reefs.

Higher self-esteem, helped to create in myself an understanding of how much my opinions mattered. I began writing many articles and essays, moreover, many people began coming to me and telling of how much they had been affected by, many positive's, in my writing. Which led to even more people asking my opinion.

Most of us can be, in need of help; putting ourselves behind our ships wheel, and steering a course out of our past psychosocial fogs. I have benefited from both positive thought's, and a better view's of myself, in a way of which, neither could have done so by itself. I see clearly now, not only love for my past, in my present moment, also, pathways and open doors, into a future of happiness. There are fewer obstacles, since most of my hindrances were self-created, and what might lie ahead, a collection of phantasms I feared, more than this; I am happy to be me.

-Mark Robert Gates, Copyright 2001

George W. Bush', Macarena: All Soldier's Live's Are Valueless And Pussyfoot'n To A Goosestep

Another, yet, and still as now's, political bureaucratic: blunder of a 21 century, cretin's, is: Geroge W. Bush's, somehow, as he appear's to have done, decision, there is something wrong with American law enforcment, and all existing, U.S. law enforcment, as is: unusable, as suits our people's purpose's. This: another, age's of reason, and historically unwelcomed, error, was to leave all existing law enforcement, as is, and create another new law enforcement's agencies', and not, as yet, do anything at all, in order, to repair, our, American law enforcement agencies, and our all time loser's, laughing stock of an entire world, intelligence communities.

An accurate assessment of all U.S. law enforement agencies, and our American intelligence communities, is necessary, as we go forward. There are things, happening in our world, today, of which, probably would not, if we had any legitmate law enforcement, capacity, and an intelligence gathering capability, as needed to accurately assess world question's, in today's often hostile, and inhospitable ideological, and political environment's. We now desperately have a serious necessity, of accurately determining what a majority of Iraq's people's want, for their own person's, and their own country'. We must no longer, attempt to foster and foist upon Iraq, our own goverment, in place of Iraqi, self-determined', leadership's.

Where is Casper Weinberger?

I am again reminded, Casper, was forced out, as was Collin Powell, for wanting to take a most directly available path, in time's of warfare. One of which, would, in as quick a time as possible, become, American victory's, without, doing our now famous version of the Macarena: All Soldier's Live's Are Valueless And Pussyfoot'n to a Goosestep.

Copyright 2006, Mark Robert Gates