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Interpretivity is a measure of a person’s rate of understanding. A person’s rate of
interpretation shows the individual’s ability to unlock, identify, simplify, solve,
measure accurately, try to understand, restore, think, re-think, unveil, transcribe,
translate and hence it has a role to play in an individual’s creativity. Since the rate of
understanding is directly proportional to creativity, an individual’s level of
interpretivity is a measure of an individual's understanding i.e. ability to read,
receive, interpret(internalize-explore-externalize). Intuitivity and inquisitivity play
important roles with this parameter. It is the link that bridges receptivity and
reproductivity.
Narrativity ability to read and give back – reproduce without necessarily understanding
what is read. A very high level of receptivity, low interpretivity and expressivity
exhibit narrativity.
Reproductivity – ability to give back exactly what has been given, read, thought e.t.c.
without any sort of addition, creativity, subtraction, alteration e.t.c. It is totally
different from re-creativity. A high level of understanding is needed for reproductivity.
Re-creativity – this is the ability to re-modify, re-adjust, re-define, re-alter,
re-model, re-shape e.t.c. an already existing-created-discovered altered creativity. For
re-creativity to be achieved, some absolute understanding about the substance in question
i.e. to be re-created must have been undergone. It is an alteration to creativity. It is
correctional adjustment to creativity.
Correctivity is the process of re-mending-mending, re-molding-molding, re-fixing-fixing of
an altered creativity-substance. It requires absolute-ultimate not only mastery but total
understanding of the altered creativity in order to perform this process.
Understanding is having an absolute knowledge and wisdom about something. It is the
interpretation i.e. (pure-total reception, highly active intuitivity-individual
perception-inquisitivity and maximal expressivity) that eventually must lead to
creativity. When understanding is at its peak creativity is inevitable whether by
derivations from the original-truth or copies of the-from the original-truth. If
understanding is directly proportional to the vividness of imagination then the rate of
creativity will-must vary from one person to another.
Form:
awaiting interpersonal subsequent situation
aye tend to get ants
see when in the midst awaiting
said sub routine involving
outcome of circumstance
the parameter, perimeter, potentiometer,
et cetera extents
sifts out the destructive sycophants
versus real boot not nacho
munching macho gents
thus ipso facto fur cher
pro bono, and hence
gaining kudos for fas innocence
je nais sais quois joie de vivre personal aim
finds this lapsed passive pen sieve blame
less body electric alternating
between defendant versus claim
"FAKE" aunt Emma, who wrote to said
real or fictitious dame
purportedly gave solicited feedback exclaim
ming absolute zero tolerance
for acquiescent docile frame
within the real versus make believe
Milton Bradley board game
of LIFE as well my late mum (Chris Anne)
whose maternal sermons
included a ban
against blindly enlisting
into any sect chew will clan
purporting pretending posturing
as Dudley Do-right dan
sing with the stars amidst a Euclidean
Geometry auditorium,
where the glitzy dazzling audience
flush with many a fan
gnat tics toward a particular couple
said open eyed spectators
focused glazed eyes and grand
huzzahs on a man or woman,
who took charge hand
dilly directing his/her partner
acrobatic aeronautics inland
pro active with guiding he or she
toe till lee tubular counterpart re
speck ting decorum, yet pre
zen ting a choreographed production nee
an utterly out of this world with lee
ping skyward ward jumps key
pin equipoise holy jee
purrs, which scenario
analogous to taking bold
measures tubby
forthrightly assertive fold
ding arms crosswise
across chest, taking hold
din stance without conveying
a haughtiness mold.
GOT TO CHANGE THE CRAPPY WAYS
To all kinds of crappy individuals,
who think they are high and mighty.
I find them people with no principles
for they are really mean and slimy.
I was a disability specialist for years
analyzing and processing disability claims.
I heard claimants’ demands for hours
or their attorneys’; they could be profane.
They wanted the money they believed
they were entitled for paying the premiums.
The reason for delay, they could not perceive
and the fact their employer paid the premiums.
They said or screamed, “you don’t know anything”
and asked for the supervisor or manager.
I would say they would tell you the same thing,
so read the policy for we follow the same parameter.
Their attorneys would say I am an attorney,
like telling me I was nobody and they were better.
They would say I would sue you, like it would deter me.
I said, “go ahead and send it in with documents altogether”.
I would read them the provisions of the policy, why we
need documents and they would not even have a clue.
Appeared they were just concerned about their fees
without getting and reading the policy for a review.
Some of these claimants, they did not want to work.
They filed for disability benefits, as source of income.
Telling them they were not disabled, they were irked.
No disabling conditions to take advantage of the system.
To people full of crap, like rudeness and dishonesty.
Change the crappy ways that would not get anywhere.
I am not judgmental, I am telling with complete honesty.
Cut it out, meanness, nastiness would lead nowhere.
1/9/22 King-Size Bull Crap Poetry
Charles Messina
Used RhymeZone
Law Writing in Time
The Consequence of business interaction and government without consequences is all ways of being in discussion without terms.
Lined accounts and records differ in possibilities as possession. Yet movement and momentum will not cross nor intersect. This function of non overlapped life embodies trial.
As physics observed outside of time, body a, b, c, and further, space conceals vast amounts of matter.
Matter without volume has constraint, x.
Matter in volume has derivative(s).
The interaction of both fixes cannot comingle.
As a thought a parameter may be experienced while another matter is finite.
Seeing account outside of parameter from fixed account and record travelling in time, velocity is observation of law broken.
Objective journal is duty of space in filled report
Seeing account outside of parameter from fixed
account and record travelling in time, velocity is
observation of law broken.
Objective journal is duty of space in filled report
Initiation of free speech from coordinate of non
poverty is broken law
Justice is blind
The blind repeal is a closed file of argument in
finite language as origin of law
No defense of law exists
Liberty prevails
Overture 1 of Physics
Poverty Reference
#cagovernor #asmirwin #mayorofla #nytimes
#tonybiasotti #aoc #elizabethwarren
#berniesanders #barackobama #rbreich
Peace Time Rank of Geneva Award
Without Honor, A Cap Is Raised
Conclusive Evidence
Has been recorded beneath Geneva
As Democracy has faltered in hands
natural to remain civilized.
About Spirituality Writing Workshop
I went to one yesterday and it was very interesting.
Also, today is the 15th anniversary of 9/11. Many TV
shows were about all of the plane crashes. So much
sadness and frustration were present. I started off the
workshop by writing parts of the following poems:
To so many spirituality is a reality.
One of God's greatest goals is saving our souls.
There are many kinds and types of sins;
That exist and can there ever be twins.
What is spirituality supposed to be?
A part of God who will overcome me.
When we want our sins to cease and desist
We msut ask God for Him to assist.
God Himself prepared every parameter,
As well as length, width and diameter.
While sitting in church the other day
Heard choir sing while people would pray.
When singing thoughts to me did bring
I loved and cherished more than anything.
Even though wife is not with me now
God will help me get by somehow.
Could it be that people became perplexed,
What to do could not remember next.
When I did describe all my discomfort
It was hard to tell how bad it had hurt.
People liking poems persisted and insisted
You should become part of Poetry Revisited.
From God ideas I should start to abscond
In my mind, it was Him who did respond.
These were my first impressions.
Jim Horn
I am teetering at the brim of progress
The self I spend to be of worth
Is the same self that I had to earn
And to what end?
I ask,
At what fee?
The ones that stand down do so for free
And all that’s left is work for me
(Fr ,
PdV)
I hauled up, masochistic Sisyphus
All they did was balk
Scatter, Jack and Jill
Emptily talk
About how hard, how far
Never
I could not
And then for an instant I was on top
[King parenthetical]
They stood with their calculators
Screaming
But negative RTlnKeq ???
Kb T times ln W ???
Enthalpy minus T entropy,
Gives us the standard energy ???
I saw the people finally sap
It was halfway forward to halfway back
I felt something snap
And I fell unfathomably far
To a different bottom
A different problem
I stood intermediate at the foot of the unknown
Before a taller peak to dethrone
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Note: Gibbs Free Energy (delta G) is a thermodynamic parameter used to describe reactions and stability in chemistry. It is common to see a diagram of delta G vs. reaction progress. These free energy diagrams consist of continuous curves with peaks and troughs. The lower the energy, the more stable.
Unfortunately you have to have significant background knowledge in chemistry to understand every reference.
A head in a jam jar is equivalent to a ninety miles an hour speeding baa in a car but wheels on wool are often entertaining and never among pickles are diamonds thrown when watching such a fine spectacle. A beef in a suit and tie often swings as well as sings at a ball game but ham in a bus depot can make the most loudest of squeals when it is very very hungry for expansion can give no explanation when snaffling is greed and packed into a body which does not know what exercise is. Oh my! Exclaimed Mr. caterpiller de la court. The sheer eloquence of a noodle swinging on a tyre swing. Quite remarkable and really quite astounding really. Satisfied stationary strings stay swaying sitting still. And a rhombic parameter climbs onto a cymbal and goes boom boom boom which is akin to a rampant racoon on a billboard without a ticket. Duties carried out by field mice at this time of year are specialised in knowledge regarding the antics of cutlery sets which dive in and out of the washing bowl in a flamboyant way but flamboyant is neither a flair nor a fair nor is it a fairground digging vegetables up. Wow a swirling swamp in an astronaut's costume. How very graceful it is! Hahaha cereal arguing with a trail of sawdust. Xxxxx mullion mule mooing xxxxx hexadecimal Z Z Z Z.
Form:
Broken
He was a man of my dreams,
At my senior year
He smiles that made me laugh
He teaches until I master each lessons
He touches my hair
And then he shrugged
I fell in love.
But he disappeared,
All of a sudden.
I cried.
I begged.
I waited.
He never came back.
I had this guy
While I was with number one
He was with in my parameter
Stealing each moment,
Like a thief under my shadow
Looking
Observing
And loving…
I was broken
He collected me.
I broke his heart
Thrice
He broke mine
Once.
He left me
I was dumped.
I still have this agony
And angst of revenge
But what can I do
He left.
He gave up.
He can’t live with me.
I am notorious
sadist
I wasn't the person
Worth loving.
I work
Worked
And working
Out of my stress filled
Fast phased life
I received a call
A guy from the past
Has been looking for me for years now..
He finally found me.
He insists to go out that night.
It was dark and raining
But I went with him.
It was one of the best nights I had
To be with someone else
When I already belong to another man
Why not
I don’t have a ring yet
I went home 2:00 am
Happy and inspired
For the new spice that knocks into my door
I opened it
Just to find out
He went back to his country day after our meeting.
It was the 3rd time
I was broken.
Again.
In the Sea
I’m going to sea in a blueberry boat
sailing in frolic fun aiming no port.
Dear! Will you come with me to give support?
I wish to be close with my sweet – heart.
In a blueberry boat I’m going to sea.
to float in amorous flow not to flee.
to sink in depth of your blue eyes in glee.
I wish your closeness not to be apart.
My blueberry boat to swing, oscillate
With propagating waves oars correlate
Our emotive urge not to vacillate.
Dear! Passion in plenitude to exert.
My blueberry boat will dance up and down
Pearly sea foam to adorn you with crown.
Don’t take as trivial or make frown.
To sea waves our commitment to impart.
09/16/19
'Welcome to my Random World' Contest by Nina Parameter.
Our sixth grade classmate Sarah Lovely Sweetheart was a formidable foe,
Outside beauty was her forte, but her heart was a giant big fat woe.
Many of the twelve-year old boys were smitten, because she was pretty and a glow.
Her eyes shined the most fantastic blue with a curious silver, made just so.
We girls had figured out her angle, because we were not so very slow.
Did I say she could lie better than our former resident liar, Little Joe?
Smoothly, effortlessly, she could pour them out like sweet molasses, really slow.
It did not help the boys that she was stacked up like a perky Marilyn Monroe.
They blindly followed her like short puppies, gaping and fawning, to and fro.
Really funny to see, as she was taller than them by half a foot or so.
Sarah Lovely Sweetheart lied, stole, fought and bit, but her male fans would never know.
Because she only revealed her true self to us girls, that big fat hairy ho.
Written: July 29, 1018
Contest Entered: A Rattling Rhyme Contest Sponsor: Nina Parameter