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It Is a Simple Difference

it is a simple difference in science white is the presence of all color while black is the absence a prism of white light reveals the spectrum while in art black is the presence of all color and white is its' absence so when I hear an opinion from the Department of the Philosophy of Science am i not receiving an oxymoron when what i am seeking things clearly defined having a distinct difference from one another something clear and easily distinguishable which is confusing in this morass of opinion in this gray tempest raging across this mass of black and white we call humanity philosophy, theology, and science the forest whose roots hide manunkind Oregon 8/23

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Vickey Rhymer

Date: 8/24/2023 9:31:00 PM

It is said Sunday morning 10 a.m. Supposed to be most segregated time of the week.Not what was intended this devisive devotion.How can you say you love me when you cannot see me yet don't love your brother whom you can God querries.1 John 4:20

Timothy Ray
Date: 8/24/2023 9:41:00 PM

i recently saw a woman with a handled grocery bag coming apart at the corner....so i went to my car and brought one to her plastic and better handle... my neighbor said she is ungrateful and not worth your bother...not long ago said i saw her limping and gave her a spare cane what i do has nothing to do with her....those who listen to God know what i am talking about

Tom Woody

Date: 8/24/2023 12:41:00 PM

Not sure Alfie ever provided a satisfactory answer, but you'll have that

Timothy Ray
Date: 8/24/2023 9:32:00 PM

i do have the answer i sought and at this stage, a couple of naps daily, and time to write whatever enters the arena....i can ask for no more....as mom always said you can get a horse to water but it may not comprehend its' own reflection, never expect that logic is comprehendible

Timothy Ray

Date: 8/24/2023 12:31:00 PM

those nightmares at night....the song that grows louder and louder until i crawl form the shadows....and the song....What's It All About Alfie....ends....see life with a sense of humor, mom said, no one gets out of here alive