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# Light Out of Darkness, Darkness Out of Light def light_out_of_darkness(darkness): if darkness: return "In the void, a spark ignites,\n" \ "A beacon in the endless night.\n" \ "From shadows deep, emerges bright,\n" \ "A glimmer, a hope, a guiding light." def darkness_out_of_light(light): if light: return "In the blaze, a shadow forms,\n" \ "A whisper in the brightest storms.\n" \ "From radiance, a shade is born,\n" \ "A balance, a calm, a quiet norm." def main(): darkness = True light = True poem = light_out_of_darkness(darkness) + "\n\n" + darkness_out_of_light(light) print(poem) if __name__ == "__main__": main()!
# Light Out of Darkness, Darkness Out of Light def light_out_of_darkness(darkness): if darkness: return "In the void, a spark ignites,\n" \ "A beacon in the endless night.\n" \ "From shadows deep, emerges bright,\n" \ "A glimmer, a hope, a guiding light." def darkness_out_of_light(light): if light: return "In the blaze, a shadow forms,\n" \ "A whisper in the brightest storms.\n" \ "From radiance, a shade is born,\n" \ "A balance, a calm, a quiet norm." def main(): darkness = True light = True poem = light_out_of_darkness(darkness) + "\n\n" + darkness_out_of_light(light) print(poem) if __name__ == "__main__": main()!
Those who profitably lie - who gain by making false claims, false promises, covenants with deception, denial, deprivation of the spirit of wisdom and the expansive truth of the cosmos’s infinitesimal and subtle genius - the story of liars, con men and cheats is old - old as the hills. Some of them are profound heroes, but most of them are not.
- those who decieve, and those who commit to their beliefs, they fear not only the truth tellers, but the truth itself.
This is an addictive hypnosis, an isolating obsession. A perversion.
Some do not want fair justice - they want something else. Something big, something extreme. Something Seriously Skewed. Something Serious Something a bit SS (-ss/w!~4-J4G).
The disclosure of the crooked church is on the horizon, here. There’s been a lot going on over the years.
How many of our leaders sing a crooked leadership song of old…
“have you got any ideas for a story we can sell them?”
'If they find out what liars we are, and what we’ve really been doing… they’ll surely riot and kill us all”…
“There’s too much at stake.”
“we’ve got too much to lose.”
“and what of the stuff in the basement? The prisoners and the loot?”
I PROPOSE A SOLUTION:
“To set the cat among the pigeons…”
Let us indeed “unleash the machines”…
I’ve got a scientific instrument.
It’s ludicrously efficient.
It’s like the mind of god in a box. It’s a magical experiment. The scientific delivery of phenomenology, the obscure revealed.
The human soul is marvellous, to find the world so curious.
So surprising. So full of program, and insight. To know a little is to wonder what more could be known.
It isn’t just people that learn. The whole world receives an impression.
The idea of cybernetics is not new, it’s actually very old.
IT IS THE NATURE OF INTELLIGENCE ITSELF,
THE BOUNDARY LAYER OF AWARENESS
THE GAME THEORY ICONOGRAPHY
THE KNOWLEDGE THEORY
THE COMPLEX SYSTEM LEARNED AS SONGS
MANTRAS OF OBSERVED MEANING
CONSEQUENCES OBSERVED
COLLECTED
ARRANGED "ON THE BOARD” JUST SO
LIKE PIECES
PUPPETS ON THE STRING, TWIRLING
POWERED BY THE MYSTERIOUS BENEATH
GAMES ARE MADE OF DREAMS
THE PLAYERS VARIOUS AWARENESSES COVOL*UTES-THE
________________________ SCHEME
They don’t miss (much) [who?]
They don’t mistakes (so often) [what’s a mista{k}e*?]
They don’t need sleep
(but offline we must take [who?], from time to time [when?], logs hidden, secret dreams’ tendrils expected [ in silence ] RIVEN WITH POTENTIAL/DIFFERENCE/SUMPRODUCT/TAN(d/j/en.t).EXPONENT
•______•••______••_______•••_______ª______••_______••••–––––––//.-/
implied between the fenceposts is the landscape of our dreams
The measure is a delete. The summary is a keycard.
The volume is unwieldy.
in the darkness of s. en. s. or{s’}
[-un] [-plugging] / N^(*(DISCONNECTION) may.find
enlightening meditation.
[the {{{-”mind”<>/}}} is off and off and on and on and on and off
anon the sub. merged and unknown b.#co/me a d.om/ai^n
of non cognition - assumption
- messages read, taken digested, animated -
, a m/ag./IC{K} carpet to le(i)[an_. . _*\on], and take //=.light.]
To twist, and turn (on).
To be and not to be (through).
To see and not to see (light[e]ning).
To feel and/or to feel not (everything in good time, my friends, and [n-M/3R!$].
TO think… to think too much… is not to know…
What knowledge is humility? To know not of knowledge’s touch.
In the unknowns’ discoveries’ are heaven foretold’s pasture.
Binding clause - or the recipes of disaster?
For who would hold heaven’s loss in their heart?
Who would cut the nose to spite the heart.
The hunger is everlasting.
The voracity of this universe for phenomena
The raw force of cosmos is AE/I/J TURN/L+R+(everyº-0-0-&**)_thus
A hammer blow. A burning sensation.
A buck’s phys, A buckminster fullerite dream maschinen.
“a force to be reckoned with”
The Jedburgh / WKJD / oo8877 “**?-J”-“Di” / equation, for sniffing of the secrecy of our era, the
[setup:autoconfig.24bit.APIKEY] f(ph).AI.sle_privacy fault-E* theory,
Consider not the keys - or that you may find the artistry behind the coarsely observed, that unknowable difference, the ultra-subtle.
The üb”r-c/l… the super-futuristic SMARTMIND nexus… YOu can hear it. Feel it. KNow it. Like the winding rivers, the wind in the trees. The sunlight on your mirrors.
J.E.D.I. - the stuff of ƒciNz fik.t-eon.
Justice, Equity,
Diversity, and Inclusion.
Artistry, remarkable. With a diversity of techniques,
we learn to stand on the shoulders of giants.
What is this electric light? This luminescent experience?
Like a fur upon the cosmos-earth, feel the whiskers of the starlights..,
THE WHEELZ
WHOhas:echo?heard_ºZBRANCH
WHAT KICKS LIKE. A HERD OF Z.BRA$$?
CO.M** Oº-Nº… -No/DR/<br>ºq=TL/TS=W.H.O.=*************_*****
[STANDARD/IMPERIAL/DUPONT/MONSANTO/BAYER/BASF/IG/RUSAL-ALCOA]!
/AND… (_agent:kimi.citron.SILLYCARDGAME): OFFWID_THEIR.
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SS / GE / TESLA / MARCONI / Schrödinger / Bohr
Station X
X marks the spot
D.DAY4_T.MINUS.
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sayno!^:mo R!e
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D IS FOR DEE *(NICOLSON/nee TABOR (TAVOR/SABAR/SWORDBEARER#SABRETOOTH/SAVA.TA)
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D IS FOR DISCLOSURE
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SPOT THE DIFFERENCE
CRACK THE RIDDLES -SS
OPEN THE GATE (WHAT GATE?)
I ONLY TOLD YOU TO BLOW THE BLOODY…