Encompassing a broad range of technologies
machines to perform what would usually be
the tasks and chores for humans
concepts that form the foundations
that enable assignments and and tasks
to be performed
concepts form the very being of
artificial intelligence and it's various employment
of specific usage
it's premise was to be used as an understudy
to help the thespians study there roles
Prompt desks and musical interludes included
the robots are the intellecail property
the theather and all the actions between
robot and person are filmed and are
the intellectaul property
of the studio
all words in accordance to the theathers scritps
and music. Even the humming and signing
are all the proerty of the studio or theather
rerecodings are forbiddened unless
contracted or allowed.
Scayles and Chords are conducted
Fibonacci sequence and arithmetic sequences
are arrangement of notes in a scale to the
overall form of a composition
Collaberations between humanoid and person
are contraceed.
Music Generators
Big Roy Versatile 1080
"In Jesus' Name" is not a magic phrase
Many need to hold their tongue and behave
God the Father gave his Only Begotten Son
The name of Jesus is the name of redemption and
It is the productive life of Jesus and his mission that
Got us back to the Father
The Name of Jesus must be used in accordance with his mission
And not with ours
Many prayers are not answered because
It is not in accordance with His Mission
In Jesus' name does not guarantee anything
We must bring ourselves to understand that
We should pray in alignment with what Jesus stood for
We should pray in alignment with the mission he was sent
Which was to bring people closer to OUR HEAVENLY FATHER
"In Jesus' Name" is not a magic phrase
Many need to hold their tongue and behave
God the Father gave his Only Begotten Son
Mark Frank
Copyright 2025
Life in the phase of living it out is still enjoying itself
It produces small reasons for contentment
It hones the skill of distracting itself with trifles
Not unsuccessfully it attempts to insert a smile wherever possible
Knowing that there are no hopes, it hopes
In full accordance with the foolish saying that hope dies last
Life tries to become more foolish in order to gain strength
Still keeps some secrets nobody cares to know
It lies in bed with open eyes
Watching the performances of the sky or the chandelier
But life never looks inside itself
It must be damp and poorly lit down there
Wouldn't it be easier to play solitaire
Or look at the pictures of the sea again.
Divined Praying Decree
Be honest and Sincere
Be devoted and show no fear
Try the sweetness like a pear
True King in Heaven
Biblical words Documentation
Spiritual growth information
Encourage and Love one another
Symbolic Holy words
Bow down is a King risen
Come all poor and rich
Turn from Evil into good
Change Hate into Love
It’s heaven’s request from above
Keep Faith in your heart
That’s where Christianity starts
Worry not
Pray more
Accordance is the Lord’s score
One Title One Lord
Several names the risen king
Eat good of my land by believing
Speak and listen to the spoken words
Hear, Grow and Learn
Heaven and Earth
A Guarantee
A Reality
Salvation is a devoted oath
Today, Tomorrow and Everlasting
I sit high and look below
Seek and you shall find
The Almighty who is Merciful and Kind
Heaven’s decree
A tomorrow believers shall see.
Yes, indeed we have a new Pope.
I wonder, however, if we have a new hope.
As a matter of facts, we have two popes:
One is active and the other is passive,
Which means that one is inactive,
The latter was a hell of a man who shocked: folks,
Foes, rivals, parishioners and cardinals,
By resigning his post,
By becoming a different host.
He is still a holy man, in accordance to the latest polls,
A courageous priest, who reminds us,
That man is immortal and fallible.
Pope Benedict is enjoying his golden hiatus,
His retirement in a humanely divine castle.
I don't know much about the new one.
I can only hope that he is someone,
Who's at least similar or equal,
To the former, who was wise and simple.
May God bless his soul,
‘Cause he was able to realize
That he was becoming unable
To lead effectively, and to prioritize.
As a matter of facts, habemus duo popes,
Yes, indeed, habemus duo pontifices.
Hebert Logerie Sunday, March 17, 2013
Lately, there's been some
(actually, a lot of) debate
about Canada becoming
an American state.
The POTUS clearly wants to inflate,
with little or no debate,
the number of U.S. states,
as if that'll make America great.
But, Mr. President...
I have a better idea that'll go
in accordance
with your inflated sense
of self-importance.
Instead of annexing Canada, amigo,
the 51st state should be your big ego!
And, as states go
(forgive me if this sounds alarmist),
if Congress approves,
it'll be at least the fifth-largest.
The Guild
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By: Hephaestus and Minerva
A conversation about both
Oak Island and Rancocas Finds
Treasures and Artifacts
Built by Brutus de Villeroi
found in the muds of
Rancocas Creek.
Blackbeards sword on the
Crystal Coast.
From frustration to
a calm happiness
he spoke in detail of
finding what he thought was alien..
This demands seriousness.
Bel canto: Bel Canto!
Running up and down the
this deserves a clear and
distinctive scales of emotion.
Entailing all necessary words
that describe a historic accordance.
April 2 1864 was the last time
someone saw this thing.
We thought is was a spaceship at first.
plained. He needed
a word that could indicate ones
desire to inspire someone to compose
and write.
He made up the Word "Farex Muses"
to mean demand seriousness and to illustrate
a bold desire to be created. Term meant
for Music inspiration and creation.
Bel Canto!: BelCanto!
he spoke to those in sight of his lack
of a better phrase.
Horseradish and Deer Meat
Bokeh Focal Length
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She is Maestra and He is Maestro
Sostituto
and Suggeritore
Impresarios?
Impresarios!
Slowly dying
Despite our existence
What else is possible
How much life span does humanity has in accordance to our attribute
To Mother Nature
We are distracted by entertainment
Blinded by social media
Instead of moral we bleed impurity
High Technology era equals robotic humans
How can we save the world
When we are lost by our own inventories
How could we be proud of our generation
When we are drowning in our own creativities
Who is winning
And how many more are
Slowly dying.
Poo Cycle
My poo cycle is
held in accordance with
Toilet Union Regulations.
Humans act in accordance to a cliche,
my uniqueness is in delay.
Nihility calls my name,
existence is in shame.
Evaluating an enigma that have not yet have an answer,
curiosities are to be a cancer.
Humans come in all shapes or forms,
yet there’s an universal norm.
I am nothing close to remarkable, it is improbable.
The fire was burning like inferno
Blood, burned fleshes of the people
Ashes of lost hopes and believes
Under the rubbles of the ruined city
And the skies beyond the river
Beyond the seas of human aspirations
Occupied by the invader and the allies
With the lies and hatred and arsenals
Again, those children without limbs
Among the shadows of the dead bodies
Smelling like burned fleshes, rotten
Yet, with memories- burning like hell
The leaders around the round table
Like those cannibals of Neolithic age
Beaming in joy, with wider smiles
Smelling human fleshes burned alive
Yet nothing was objectionable after
Those lies and deceptions of October 7th
As everything was just in accordance
With the Nakba, since 1948. Since long…
©SriSuvro 3rd August’ 2024
deadlines pass
they are not ours
although they seem
to be meant for us
which if it be so
we will be cajoled
to perform the tasks
as has been ordained
so we live in the moment
without any agenda
in accordance with
the will of God
Ephesians 1:5-6 NIV?
[5] he predestined us for adoption to sonship through Jesus Christ, in accordance with his pleasure and will— [6] to the praise of his glorious grace, which he has freely given us in the One he loves.
An, orphan being tossed around.
How, did my ears not hear the sounds.
My, eyes I plea how could thy not see.
Leading, me into captivity,
Of, my soul longing to be set free.
These, feet leading me into darkness of the night.
As, if there was no source of light.
Oh, these hands trying to build on my own.
As, if I was a farmer that could reap a sown.
I would hear the harvest is here.
But, how could this world teach me not to fear.
Giving, up by the division and hate.
Left to wander where are those which,
Seek , the narrow path of the Living gate.
One, night alone while opening up God's word.
Seeking, not what I had learned from my herd.
God, heard my humble cry and breathed in life.
In this dead body that was lost in strife.
This, feeling of finding a new home.
While, being purified to longer roam.
Giving, up my mankind foolish ownership.
Seeking, the likeness of this new Kinship.
To receive adoption into God's sonship.
You can fairly well instruct me
Telling me what I’ve to do
You can say you never kissed me
And my feelings weren’t true
Say it all, if that is helpful
For your current state of mind
You can throw me in the whirlpool
Of the never ending night
There I’ll be, among the angels
But of course you wouldn’t care
Changing hearts with all your strangers
On the pages of nowhere
Though you know I love you dearly
Please yourself, deny the fact
Make it sound most sincerely
In accordance with each tact
I’m not bogged into that show
There’s no subject to discuss -
Say it all, before we go
If that helps, or if you must.
Safety, comfort, food and offspring
Is that all they need ? Could be!
Doggies bark, the birdies sing
Feeling happy, they can’t see
Anything that spreads disturbance
Evil species of wrong kinds
Cause it would disrupt concordance
In well balanced little minds
They don’t need minds fluctuation
Taking life without complaint
I don’t have such consolation
In the shrinking world I gained
Hard to boast about the mission
Of the restless human race
Who believe that competition
Is godsend, and fall from grace
much too often, in their faith
That the fittiest survive
And the weaker must obey
If they plan to stay alive
Wars and troubles, nations power
Tallest towers, I can’t bear
I am jealous of wild flower
As it grows without a care,
Living free, until some soldier
Tramples it by accident
And my world gets little older
In accordance that was meant.
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