A stalled monsoon trough over central Nepal
caused continuous torrential heavy rainfall
Slopes pushed up moisture from the Bay of Bengal
The catastrophe was looming large to befall.
Sudden breach of a moraine dam
Triggered Glacial Lake outburst floods
A surge of water and debris devastates
downstream, catching communities off guard.
Landslides continued to collapse slopes,
forming temporary dams that later burst
Steep valleys amplified runoff swift and fast
Flood of fury of all time unleashed the worst.
A compound climate disaster of twin sciences
Meteorology and geology to decipher in depth
monsoon extremes, unstable glaciers, terrain hazards
Perished hundreds of lives and left many homeless.
Sparse sensors, lack of predictive models a curse
Warrant real time glacial monitoring at source
With closely spaced weather station networks
And cross border early warning systems
…….Narayan Gadagkar
Bassoon's over eagerness often
made it's social awkwardness
more awareable
aloofness or disinterest, often
lacking eye contact
fidgeting, or over-monitoring
their own behavior the cantars
mindfulness to stay present
approaches designed to make
interactions feel more comfortable
and natural.
Being the "fifth wheel in your own relationship"
typically means feeling like an unnecessary,
third-party addition rather than an equal partner
This often happens due to a power imbalance,
emotional disconnect, or when an outside third
party seeking or a power play
. When somesong or some songs
deliberately puts themselves
in appealing or high-attention environments
to manipulate others into thinking
they are highly desired.
The system reports temporal governance has improved
stability is now assumed
territory has been optimized
boundaries no longer require revision
decisions move through approved channels
desire is no longer a variable
people comply within expected ranges
habits were adjusted quietly
uncertainty reduced until it disappeared
time was reorganized
not divided, only arranged
even weather responds within acceptable deviation
wind behaves correctly
silence is logged as normal output
no interruptions recorded
a system check runs
nothing unusual detected
another check follows
still nothing
the system repeats the check
because repetition confirms stability
no further variables remain
only checking continues
status remains stable
there is nothing left to correct
and still the system continues monitoring
because monitoring has no end condition
the emperor is not recorded as collapsed
collapse is not a valid category!
They stand in halls
Monitoring behavior
Waiting for unscripted
...movement
With paper and pen
Thought recorded
As evidence against
...difference
No matter the location
The system, firmly, in place
Keeping tabs on
...choice
Grown folk tattling
On game changers
Trying to alter narrative
...with action
Authority made aware
Power stripped naked
Souls being "self"
...in LOVE
Power vs Relationship
Leaving live wires
Trying to connect
...to source
Without Surrender
Written by Trudy Schrader on 01-29-2026
ARKED AND READY: A KWANZAA IMANI FOCUS
Monitoring all,
Nature made her decision;
Disaster rained down:-
The high waters rose,
Sinking life beneath the level:
Leaving hope floating:-
Like Noah, we wait;
Nature daming the waters:
Returning doves seen:-
Living our faith,
Spiritually nourished,
Let’s collectively journey
In divine wisdom’s guidance:-
Let not fear taunt us;
God’s rod and staff, protect us
From Satan’s shadows:-
God did not bring us this far,
To leave us here abandoned:-
With eyes on the prize,
Fueled by the Holy Spirit,
Let’s blast rolling rocks:
Let’s be beyond Sisyphus;
Climbing onwards with Jesus
P.S. HAPPY NEW YEAR
IN THE JOURNEY
For the usual life to digress
From the norm to the average
Standard has to meet it's distress
Not considering any group or age
Wonder is unusual to think of
Living is nothing compulsive
And the virus palliative isn't thereof
To some personal risk becomes aggressive
Children won't drive safe love
Adult may set the distance right
Monitoring won't let fun cum dove
Everyone is just of beaming fright
Yet, God is wonderful to all
Despite the stop put to work
Financial status is still in its fall
Many manage months of smirk
Just as it is then and now
People acknowledge all as berk
Those who survived wonder how
Truly it isn't all by ones hard work
I see positive in my circumstances
under no roof or no security
shelves packed with uncertainties and cranses
to uplift my soul from any puredee
I begin a long list from Able Street
and better to be successful failure
to monitor tasks, adding slices of beet
than living inside that golden chamber
The Stone Pulpit
Norway has many fjords and dramatic mountains
The water in the fjord is deep blue and clear as
a baby's tears that mirror a part of a mountainside
where a big rock has a flat top, attracting tourists
because it looks like a pulpit
Many visitors enjoy the thrill of sitting on the edge
of the pulpit, and deep down there is the blue sea
For a depressed person, it would be easy to let go
I would have thought the murderous edges would
be fenced to stop such a suicidal attempt
I wrote about the danger, only to be censored by
Facebook, which is monitoring my post
I was also advised to seek help for my fascination
of people whose problem I can only imagine
Sarah's need for order
Marcus's wild imagination
Aisha's emotional intelligence
Thomas's critical thinking
Bonding occurs
through shared purpose:
"We sink or swim together"
Reactions happen
when elements combine:
conflict ? resolution
confusion ? clarity
individual ? collective
Sometimes unstable:
egos clash
free riders coast
personalities repel
But when balanced:
synergy emerges
1 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 8
The compound created
is stronger than
any single element,
more complex
than the sum
of its parts.
Teacher as chemist:
mixing carefully,
monitoring reactions,
adjusting pH
of power dynamics,
adding catalyst
of common goals,
ensuring every atom
has its place
in the molecule
of learning.
Where’s twenty-twenty four
Standing by the door
Ready to leave
Would you believe?
Another annual cycle is done
Completing three hundred sixty-five day run
Fifty-two-week span
Now inserted into the time capsule can
Events remembered
January to December
Moments treasured
Memories pressured
Take the good with the bad
Happy and sad
There were tears
Cheers
Nothing fear
Going to twenty-twenty five
Healthy and alive
Starting with bitter cold
Quarter term getting old
Half way home
Heat tans our skin tone
Then the crispy air
Fall we will share
Once again together we will fight
Freezing temperatures with a bite
Since the next chapter will be here soon
Circling the sun and moon
Monitoring rotations on the clock
Never stopping the tick and tock
As it makes another lap around the anniversary block
Do we say good riddance? My dear,
Or just grabbed the new aged barley beer
For the traditional good luck toast
Before digging into the reason for the New Year’s roast
September 10 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Ezekiel 37-39
Key Verse – Ezekiel 37:6 And I will lay sinews upon you, and will bring up flesh upon you, and cover you with skin, and put breath in you, and ye shall live; and ye shall know that I am the LORD.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR PUTTING BREATH IN US
Praise be to God for putting breath in us to:
Redeem us by His grace along His mercy
Refresh us with His goodness and might
Restore us toward His guarded molding
Revitalize us against grievous misery
Revive us for grand ministry
Ezekiel 38:23 Praise be to the Lord for magnifying Himself:
Manifesting His majesty and magnificence
Melting our masks of mythical mentality
Mentoring over our mobility’s motives
Mounting toward His miracles
Monitoring our morality
Ezekiel 39:13 Praise be to the Saviour for
inspiring us to glorify Him against:
Polluting problems
Prideful perversions
Propelling powerlessness
Purposefulness’ proddings
Preferences presenting no peace. Amen!
September 10, 2024
I sense you lurking and searching, just hanging in the backdrop.
Waiting, anticipating a spiritual eavesdrop.
My vision is clear, as I only need my first eye. The other two only serve as confirmation of the presence of a spiritual spy.
My spidey senses are tingling; the detection alert is on "Red." A schematic reconnaissance is in motion; the subject is carefully read.
There's nonstop monitoring and spiritual gazing.
With spies listening and peering,
For intel and character smearing.
Their mission is clear: to steal, destroy, and kill.
My! What a baneful bastille.
But salvation and freedom of sovereignty reside deep inside.
And there is a mighty fight against evil tides.
Free will is bestowed by the most high,
Meanwhile, dark spirits still lurk and spy.
Why?
Why? Why kill psychologists in my life?
Why?
They don’t see my sufferings and my life.
They are just killing me.
A long time ago I haven’t own a life.
I haven’t lived.
They just follow me from workplace to workplace
Monitoring, collecting information, driving
Make problems, humiliation, all of them a Mengele
My life is nothing, my life is a dead fish
I haven’t seen, I can't find the ocean, I can’t get water
No life in my life
No life, my life killed by psychological science
No life, my life killed by parapsychological science
No life, my life killed by cold metal hearts
God, give me one more life
If it’s possible
For you everything is possible
Or just protect the rest of my life
I want to be a fish in an ocean
Put me there, oh my God!
Bluewater, coral reefs
Goodbye human life
I was shocked, I have strong trauma
I have heavy breathing
I have heart heart pain
I have pain relief here
I am shocked by the science of psychology
I am killed by English psychology
They don’t care about it
But English psychology, not my religion
Violent psychologists!
Where are my years?
Where is my life?
Killers!
THAT WAS THEN, THIS IS NOW
One could share what a heart would allow
Back then, when woke was not a real word
Without ever a need for it to be defended
Things that were genuine personal feelings
But nowadays, law has become corrupted
And social exchanges regularly disrupted
Now it’s a monitoring of private dealings
Even when any offence was not intended
Social norms have become quite absurd
But it is a fact, that was then, this is now
Life in hospital wards,
with blue drapes, white washed floors,
grey assets, wheeled tables.
Corn-beef hash, carrot mash,
day-pay TV cables.
Life in hospital wards,
spiked fevers, cooling aids,
pee cups, samples of stool.
Loose laced gowns, ECGs,
stagnant air, stubborn drool.
Life in hospital wards,
monitoring alarms,
timely medical rounds.
A poke, a prod, a look,
constant buzzers and sounds.
Life in hospital wards,
all day bed, in shared bays.
No warm blankets - quite cold,
snuggled in all one brought.
Alone, no hand to hold.
02.26.2024
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