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2/14/16
I'll state
It straight
On this very date
For the sake
Of all that is great
I respect every race
And appreciate the entire place
What good is hate?
And letting things go to waste?
As Earth continues to rotate in space
I see the leaves on trees shake
Beside many seas and lakes
Above tectonic plates
Over time and use electronics break
If you want to be a snake
And to take what you didn't earn or make
Then you better be ready to face
The situation you happened to create
Which may include paranoia, fear and feelings of being unsafe
I have faith
Regardless of if we can ever relate
We all make mistakes
Don't exaggerate
Be thoughtful and considerate of all water sources, so that they may not ever evaporate
By: Dalton Ogletree
Dairy foods are excellent sources of calcium
Phosphorus: This is an important mineral in bones, teeth and a part of every cell in the body
Riboflavin: This vitamin supports normal vision and healthy skin. It’s important to the production of energy in your body
Protein: This nutrient builds and repairs body tissues
Magnesium: This mineral is important in building healthy bones and teeth. It’s also
important in muscle contractions and nerve impulses
vitamin A: This is an important vitamin in maintaining healthy eyes and skin. It is also important in bone and tooth growth
Vitamin B6: This vitamin helps make red blood cells and helps build proteins in your body
Vitamin b12: This vitamin prevents anemia and helps maintain healthy nerve cells
Vitamin D: This vitamin helps maintain calcium and phosphorus for healthy bones. Milk provides appreciable amounts of vitamin D
If you were paying attention, you may have noticed calcium missing from that list. That’s because the following poem is devoted to the benefits of calcium (and what happens to your body if you don’t get enough of it)
Science and technology have brought us new inventions and products and processes have seen great advancements.
So it should be no wonder that man is four dimensional.
First, we are physical, with head, hands and feet. To live, breathe and function, we all have to eat.
Next we are mental with an incredible mind, reflecting the image of our Maker divine.
So if we would grow to our fullest potential, we all need rich sources of mental stimulation, like reading and music and schooling and traveling.
Then we are social in the third dimension, needing interaction with our human companions.
At birth we need the loving affection of our mother and father. Science has shown that babies who are well-fed but deprived of human interaction and touch will fail to grow and eventually die. This proves the fact that we are truly social.
Last but not least, we are driven to worship. Ever wondered why in every culture there is some form of religion? It's because man is spiritual. Some worship a supreme being, others carved idols and still others worship themselves, their family or possessions. This propensity to worship shows man is spiritual.
So if you are seeking for fullness and meaning and to determine your function, you must satisfy all four dimensions.
I, who always used to gravitate toward health and fitness,
would flatter myself that I was too healthy to ever get a bad disease.
Then it happened! A lump - most inurbane -
had decided to invade one of my breasts.
There was nothing perspicuous about that tumor.
My first whole month consisted of going from one test to another
just to determine if it was malignant.
In my new surreal world, everything seemed to alienate me from normalcy.
Surely, I thought, my body is simply being capricious.
I kept believing that the crazy tumor would be ruled benign.
Surely my worries and my biggest looming fear soon would dissipate.
Then I got the verdict – second stage cancer.
Told it was a less invasive type, I felt a little reassured.
But after surgery, another test revealed I was high risk for it returning.
My condition is far from transitory.
If it lived inside me still, it would attack with vengeance were it to grow.
I did the radiation I was told to do
but turned down the chemotherapy.
The tumor, after all, had been removed.
Through prayer, I believe God guided me
to sources that informed me of other precautions
better for me than chemotherapy.
I can make bad genetics my scapegoat,
along with the weirdness of estrogen, which drove it to my breast.
My body betrayed me, but millions are victims of this disease each year.
For now, I am surviving and doing it wonderfully.
I search for more preventative solutions
through such things as exercise and healthy eating.
Perhaps I mainly get by with support from friends and family
and most certainly, from simply LOVING life
that by God’s grace,
victorious I may remain!
Revised for Julie Rodeheaver's "I'm a Survivor" Contest
Were Caesar's physique and a psyche imperishable?
Did he gain gifts from sources that were ineligible?
Hadn't all his possessions been from the heavens, rather?
Should he, then, for tributes, bother the son of the father?
Should Jews pay taxes to the Romans? This was their question.
Didn't you, as the infinite, know their foul intention?
If you say, You should give, they would ask you, You knew, Why should
If you say, you should not, you knew you'd be misunderstood.
Pitying on their stubbornness, you called them hypocrites.
Their minds, like a troubled pond, were full of perception splits.
Though descended from heaven, weren't you a human citizen?
They knew that if you wished, you could have been the sovereign.
Give away! Give up! Give back to each one his or her right
In ignorance-filled obstinacy, you said, Do not fight.
You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make him drink
You can present a man with evidence, but you can't make him think.
You can push a rock up a too steep slope
You keep sliding back, and you're at the end of your rope
It's not that they're stupid, they might have a degree.
Is just that they get wrong what can and can't be.
One sticking point, where the water can't flow
and truth drowns desperate in the undertow.
We have our fixed points, and thoughts anchor there
Some points are solid, some are on shaky air
But the current of thoughts resonate in the bands
Hard to jump across valleys, run in the sands.
I had a dream of horses that I had to corral
I started optimistic but lost my morale.
I whistled and waved, tried reason, tried rope—
But they scattered like rebels, success beyond hope.
There's a crowbar of reality; it can pry open the door
But how much suffering must occur, how much failure before?
Being wrong is inevitable, it isn't a crime
But the hourglass is empty, its long past time.
We're surrounded by noise; we're surrounded by lies
And when truth appears, it's often in disguise
We all pick our sources, analogies, our filtering rules
If we pick the wrong ones, we do damage as fools.
Ms Flip-Flop, busted for plagiarism in her co-authored book in 2008 stealing texts almost verbatim from Wikipedia and other sources.
But the media still run cover for her.
Also plagiarised was a story she told of a childhood memory about when she was a child during the civil rights movement. Only problem is that she stole it from an interview that Martin Luther King gave in 1965.
But the media still run cover for her.
She hasn’t done a press conference in 87 days since she became the nominee because her handlers are terrified of her word salads. Like Joe, she can only speak from a prepared script.
But the media still run cover for her.
The media don’t fact check her because she’s one of them - a gigglin’ woke Trump deranged puppet of the radical left.
That’s why media run cover for her.
60 Minutes got caught editing her answers to make her seem intelligible to voters and are refusing to release the transcript of the interview. That’s election interference.
And so the media will do everything they can to get her elected.
You really think Putin and Xi and all the other dictators and despots of this world are scared of Kamala? You think Iran and Hezbollah and Hamas are shaking in their boots at the prospect of a Kamala presidency?
It’s Trump they fear!
You’ve been gaslit for long enough…vote wisely and vote often (just kidding, we don’t want a repeat of 2020).
The town was founded by a king hunter
Brave enough to kill elephant, lion, etc. on his own
He was the fear that feared the fearful
Animals in the fearful bush
On this day he founded the town
His legs walked him for hunting
He reached a fearful bush
Where he chased a group of animals
Within a big hole, the animals hid
He lay on siege, till his gun drank red water
Sourced by animals,
Like stream sources water
Probably, the wish to kill more animals
Bewitch him to build a hut
Beside a tree called IRA
His hut was built
As days embarked on unreturned journey
People came, settled with him.
The area was becoming a town
'what name should this infant town
be christened
their heads could not think
yet the IRA tree kept spreading it hands
It spread it hands over the huts
And shaded (iji) them against the sun
The dwellers thought this IRA plus IJI
Yes, this infant town should
be Christened Iragbiji.
Iragbiji is a town, it was located beside Oshogbo State of Osun
Iji means shade.
A man acquainted with sorrows and grief
be it then was bruised for our relief
the ones ruling over them kept them in pain
but struck was he so we might Life regain
All like sheep have wandered astray
but he announced to the crowds Gods new day
no violence could be found in his actions done
he spoke of peace in the kingdom to come
He fed the hungry and gave to the poor
tender of heart and kind to his core
oppressed was he and sore afflicted
falsely accused by traditionalists indicted
A quiet man who spoke of verity
taught of loving kindness and mercies charity
the man he was did the broken draw
in every point did he fulfill Gods Law
The works of his hands righteous and clean
his judgment was pure and never mean
a candle whose light has dispelled the dark
his praise for his Father did all his works mark
Jehovah pronounced this the Son he approved
to him was beloved and the World reproved
no harm could be found in his heart or hand
those who follow him will the same stance stand
He sought not mens praise or their vainglory
yet acquired Gods love but by man treated poorly
unlike the kings who Lord over their kin
washed the feet of disciples those lower than him
Did demonstrate he how to walk Truths Way
by example showed traits his disciples display
with accurate judgment in all that he did
to become like him to his disciples he bid
We are not worthy of God to approve
if we do not from our lives violence remove
those who hate and practice manslaughter
cannot become his Son or his daughter
To become like him the Truth you must drink
it must cleanse from you what the world think
upon his teaching consume as your bread
without his life in you , you are still dead..
sources Ps 18 , Is 53 and the gospels
COPYRIGHT © 2010 C Michael Miller
The trade
Production
Needs
Communication
The international
The channel
Transportation
All causing
The environment pollution
So much for the industrial
The revolution
Parameters
Of buisness
Regulation
Nature of buisness
Taxes
Registration
To law obstruction
What presents
This dam
Computer Science
Figures
The system
Paths of the products
Sources to the ocean
And purpose
Of existence
May determined be
For value in the schemes
Of integral
For real values
Of mankind this
For me
The legacy
The layers of tectonics
The weird lists of goods
Commodities
And most
The lack of proper logic
Judging statements
The loss of literacy
Sense and point is lost
The capability
To building proper
Sentence
The strings that have some slightly
Longer lengths
Persuading shall them be
Some kind of incentive
Or government producing shall be
Regulation acts
Manipulations of the market share prices
Secret agendas of concealed the gains
The psychopathic the so called the power
And their trade talks
The thunder
Lightning
Brief the pause
And then it rains
What if it's neither
The democracy
Nor the republic
Bipolar the society
That always polarized in two the parts
And choices
And decisions
Might be implications
I am mostly kinda into the world of arts
So much for artificial intelligence
That cannot build the proper causal sense
In favor of the tactic addresation
Oh isn't it some sorts of revelation
Some irony
Perhaps
Satirical depictive illustration
Yes, sir
In order to achieve the what
Where lost we real point of preservation
And had we won if we would say
We fought
We fought the bot?
Or had we fought the app
It's either or
The entropy of many unrequited
The system isn't transformational
It's bore
New phenotypes of humans
Aren't attractive
For species theirs the development
For me
I am waiting for the when we start applying real judgement
And automatic generations drop
In favor of limit
Limits of learning thus
Pursue shall the some kinda purpose
The giro of the floating point shall exist
I am sorry I was out for a second
What have I missed?