'Some guy with a big car..kept talking about dots..didn't have a clue..

  taste’ big ones small ones..short and tall ones..he would find a way..dots shining like stars spots on fog sun highway..metaphor can open doors discerning find the spot..where in their road of life they find the work of J.P Botts.  Turn of century 20th said he and J.P. M. took their dots to D.C.  save the gold again.  Botts came home troubled one night fashioned for his craft..his home was fifty billion dots shaped like a purple raft..his wife, you guessed it ‘Dottie’ never wore a crease..saw John wasn’t eating dots..broiled or fried in yeast..she said ‘what is the haps with you J.P. my lifelong friend?’..John answered ‘dots without purpose are dots that never end..to make a name unique you may call him Four Times Brown..hero name, for hero games, all around the town..repetition repeat..ten thousand years of waste..for nameless spots mean nothing no home or special place..somewhere things are done for pleasing living loving game..where J.P. Botts is president and all spots have a name..

May every dot have a grace a name to go with each dotface as we walk along to make it better..Peace T@cftd

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A painter paints close to the theater down by nickel street..old, homeless and college folks stop watch, drink, rest their feet…majestic artist wears beret he paints and paints again..canvas image love for war destroys never will blend..build or be a friend..keep the peace is what they shout over powder flash..peace to defend broadcast as rockets crash..

Watts Towers work of art pieces of folks lives..homes, their business where they worked some of what they drive..pieces to commerate..violence has a due..look at films of riots..see the towers..above you..

Still most see family, living loving home, dreams of settle down to be a peace found in a dome..light from stars shine on the earth..flows, never a cue, no control is needed when love knows what to do..lessons learned in marbles, lessons learned in jacks, boys and girls first love affairs those who will not come back..

Love a reality one of feeling born..gift of life when known is story yours praise or scorn..build to be thrilled in simple high road ways..a grain of sand is all the land in places painting lays..others talent chipping marble sculpt or kiln to burn..into art end back to start what you in life have learned..writer, poet claim to know it suffer to give joy.. art inside expressed for true..oil masters to the toys..

Words are heard, then thought of, image brought to mind..words, any words man creates for man to find..Skywrite skies each hemisphere burn innermost core..through places we can see..no word like horror word named ’war’..in ‘w’ is willow, wonder, world and wise..each word to understanding, each life a love surprise..:-)

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Peace in each time has been a discovery only to be disappointed and shamed, once again, by fear, greed and exploitive conspiricy..What else could it be?..there is simply no way to credential war..(note:  I do not speak of defending a home.  I speak against what creates a need, deluded or otherwise, that makes any living thing resort to war..it is just enormously stupid..our world is a beautiful creation of the finest artist, god anomaly, what you believe..finding these things out tells us much..however..’All learning loses meaning when without love.’..T@cftd

© 22 February, 2012 12:16:35

Here it was. I have finally convinced myself there may actually be a shortcut to what I learned. I am going to a Presidential Dinner with my folks. I not only do not like this president I am apolitical and did not vote! The hypocrisy of going to a dinner, at the white house, to sit as the token artist/liberal, when others of Donkey/Elephant tastes paid 10 K a plate to help one of their political scenes. usually defined when broken down as ‘campaign contributions’ falls into the same horrible contraindicated stupidity of war when folks are hungry. When folks are hungry and it is blamed on war, or another country, they not only disrespect their own species but other living things, finding an answer in destruction (war), for homeland and family..as children starve..drink fouled water and..

‘Tony’..my mother calleth..are you about..Oh! there you are..about set? (this last delivered with a smile that indicated to me she also sensed the enormous level of bullshit terrain we were about to cross..it seems many of my generation, mostly born of the Ginsburg-Watts-Cassidy generation that were all always progressive as hell..ad infinitum)

‘Really a great chance mom. I have evidence, not so much they will have to ‘take it underadtrashcan’..just enough to leak some to the press..is seems some charming little genius, at 14 is working for her second PhD, one of her ‘substudies’, well documented, shows how many children could eat, receive medical care and housing for one year..if the guns in oilvillebarrelforbrains were silenced just one day.’

‘Honey, the president may not want to hear about that’..mom said  ‘I can guarantee he won’t want to hear about that’..advice from Dad..

I will wait on the 'widow walk' for a thousand years..then I may find someone else..

Took breath from my lungs when I saw her there 2 seconds gone deep in love what I have to share..would give her anything to roll with her bod..love true holds forever past the bending of the rod..

Stiff Dick is a mental trick longest second known..things took years of honest work..tossed off with a bone..chance on love is passion..new lover the cop..if you can keep dreams safe and deep..streamed with silver drops..

Folks speak of gambling houses sin city with games..platinum spokes on wheels where all the numbers are the same..some work trade or profession even those who deal..some are jerked and made in session caught in act of steal..

Winners ain’t gamblers dream slick can rip with glass..playing games hatched, planned, rebatched out of another’s ass..gold or silver all that plays, never take a check, card table must be glass, new  hand brings a new deck..

Speak of those who fall to alcohol reckon for true..others find relief through opium dream or two..gambling is a habit..just like substance mix..but baby you can lose it all..mistaking love for sex..

I wish you all the wonderful love in your life that came int0 mine so long ago..Peace T@cftd

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Elephant leaders late 30's early 40's discussing, in secret, the profanity of war.

conclusion that an evil source of duplicity and confusion had created a balance in word usage.  I also came to the conclusion that such a talent would have been better, or at least more honorably used by almost any other mammal and some reptiles as well as birds and fish.  At that I still was no closer to my goal.  I found that, though theories abound, the actual origin of how speech came about and when remains a mystery.  In looking I recognized Steven Pinker and googled this article.  I found it to be at least interesting, very informative and being human, a basis for humor..’or would you rather be a mule?’ 

Consider the following explanation from evolutionary philosopher Stephen Pinker regarding the origin of human speech (from Pinker, S., (1994). ‘The Big Bang’, Chapter 11 of The Language Instinct, pp. 332-369. New York, NY: William Morrow and Company):“Elephants are the only living animals that possess this extraordinary organ. Their closest living terrestrial relative is the hyrax, a mammal that you would probably not be able to tell from a large guinea pig. Until now you have probably not given the uniqueness of the ele­phant’s trunk a moment’s thought. Certainly no biologist has made a fuss about it. But now imagine what might happen if some biologists were elephants. Obsessed with the unique place of the trunk in nature, they might ask how it could have evolved, given that no other organism has a trunk or anything like it. One school might try to think up ways to narrow the gap. They would first point out that the elephant and the hyrax share about 90% of their DNA and thus could not be all that different. They might say that the trunk must not be as complex as everyone thought; perhaps the number of muscles had been miscounted. They might further note that the hyrax really does have a trunk, but somehow it has been overlooked; after all, the hyrax does have nostrils. Though their attempts to train hyraxes to pick up objects with their nostrils have failed, some might trumpet their success at training the hyraxes to push toothpicks around with their tongues, noting that stacking tree trunks or drawing on blackboards differ from it only in degree. The opposite school, maintaining the uniqueness of the trunk, might insist that it appeared all at once in the offspring of a particular trunkless elephant ancestor, the product of a single dramatic mutation. Or they might say that the trunk somehow arose as an automatic by-product of the elephant’s having evolved a large head. They might add another paradox for trunk evolution: the trunk is absurdly more intricate and well coordi­nated than any ancestral elephant would have needed. These arguments might strike us as peculiar, but every one of them has been made by scientists of a different species about a complex organ that that species alone possesses, language. As we shall see in this chapter, Chomsky and some of his fiercest opponents agree and some of his fiercest opponents agree on one thing: that a uniquely human language instinct seems to be incom­patible with the modern Darwinian theory of evolution, in which complex biological systems arise by the gradual accumulation over generations of random genetic mutations that enhance reproductive success. Either there is no language instinct, or it must have evolved by other means. Since I have been trying to convince you that there is a language instinct but would certainly forgive you if you would rather believe Darwin than believe me, I would also like to convince you that you need not make that choice. Though we know few details about how the language instinct evolved, there is no reason to doubt that the principal explanation is the same as for any other complex instinct or organ, Darwin’s theory of natural selection. Language is obviously as different from other animals’ communication systems as the elephant’s trunk is different from other animals’ nostrils. Non-human communication systems are based on one of three designs: a finite repertory of calls (one for warnings of predators, one for claims to territory, and so on), a continuous analog signal that registers the magnitude of some state (the livelier the the dance of the bee, the richer the food source that it is telling its hivematcs about), or a series of random variations on a theme (a birdsong repeated with a new twist each time: Charlie Parker with feathers). As we have seen, human language has a very different design. The discrete combinatorial system called “gram­mar” makes human language infinite (there is no limit to the number of complex \vords or scntcnces in a language), digital (this infinity is achieved by rearranging discrete elements in particular orders and com­binations, not by varying some signal along a continuum like the mercury In a thermometer), and compositional (each of the infiniate combinations has a different meaning predictable from the meanings of its parts and the rules and principles arranging them).”Indeed, other evolutionary thinkers have discussed problems evolving language in a Darwinian fashion:“How could we move from communication systems in nonhuman primates to human language in a manner consistent with evolutionary principles? Arguments that humans are fundamentally different from nonhuman animals either set the stage for creationist explanations or simply avoid the attempt to develop a persuasive evolutionary argument. Bickerton’s proposal of a single-gene mutation is, I think, too simplistic. Too many factors are involved in language learning— production, perception, comprehension, syntax, usage, symbols, cognition—for language to be the result of a single mutation event.” [Charles T. Snowdon, “From Primate Communication to Human Language,” 224, in Tree of Origin: What Primate Behavior Can Tell Us About Human Social Evolution, ed. Frans B. M. de Waal (Cambridge, MA: Harvard University Press, 2001).] “Humans are quite different because they possess language, which underlies every major intellectual achievement of humanity. This discontinuity theory is implausible because evolution cannot proceed by inspired jumps, only by accretion of beneficial variants of what went before” [Richard W. Byrne, “Social and Technical Forms of Primate Intelligence,” in deWaal, ed., Tree of Origin, 148–49.]Since humans appear hard-wired for language, one evolutionist, Elizabeth Bates, suggests that this leaves two unpalatable options for evolutionists:“If the basic structural principles of language cannot be learned (bottom up) or derived (top down), there are only two possible explanations for their existence: either Universal Grammar was endowed to us directly by the Creator, or else our species has undergone a mutation of unprecedented magnitude, a cognitive equivalent of the Big Bang.” “What protoform can we possibly envision that could have given birth to constraints on the extraction of noun phrases from an embedded clause? What could it conceivably mean for an organism to possess half a symbol or three quarters of a rule? . . . monadic symbols, on a yes-or-no basis—a process that cries out for a Creationist explanation.” [Elizabeth Bates quoted in Steven Pinker, The Language Instinct: How the Mind Creates Language (New York: Harper Perennial, 1994), 350, 377.]

Download this article as a PDF [59 kb] Other Unevolvable Biological Features: Major pathways of metabolism Defense Mechanisms in Hawkmoths The vertebrate heart The DNA-Enzyme system Non-Functional Intermediates in Human Physiology Related Articles: Irreducible Complexity: The Challenge to the Darwinian Evolutionary Explanations of many Biochemical Structures Evolution and the Problem of Non-Functional Intermediates

Walk this road alone or with her..never see around coming curve..

let you be..we communicate real good..when your eyes meet mine..’Weight of Your Drama’ too much mama..I’m gonna jump the five 0 nine..

So go on rank the old truck I ride in..Porsche in a story more your style..old tank was good luck seconds I was in..story of yours makes a smaller pile..plain as it was after first lovin’..that was a good story said and done..the Weight of Your Drama’ too much mama..now your man done left and run..

This is a western folk lyric I usually play in G or C..Peace T@cftd

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New York at 51st and 5th Ave. around 1883. Another Rome? Nothing will change until we recognize our nature.

Time when ‘Vogue’ was spoken spells on princes held in frogs..wings and horns on horses..Yale schooled a pure bred dog..another thought impression session head down to my feet..who flatters what in Walletville don’t leave much to eat..long ago

Traveler Joe and Kimosabe Fool filed a claim for Perkins Flats, Perkins died playing pool..Joe took land for gambling debts before big 20′s storm..talk of methane worthless farmland..town was being formed..Walletville runs Perkins Flats like bad Pimps run young whores..use the young strong pretty ones to open money doors..everyone in Walletville paints a smile on their face..so every camera records folks happy ‘in their place’..

I seen lots of wallet towns seen town where folks deceive use war to make money leaves hearts less to believe..folks have resource for war weapons that make people sick..better healthy folks well fed..than rich politic..

Extreme says their beam of light carries a way..seems they had a chance for thousands times 6 to this day..years of war for reason..that sounds an excuse..years false paths not pleasing..but prejudice abuse..soldiers used for noble purpose see what shakes in war..when bullets fly..folks will die..as bombs will shake the floor..

Manager of any store of any size..will tell you to destroy stock in the store is not wise..difficult to believe from true is no escape..war, consider what it’s for is, rob, murder and rape..call it political..call beyond our means..still I know you cannot cook corn fritters using beans..everyplace I have been to, heard of as I roam..it never made any sense to burn down your home..

Lie for money, lie for love, say one for the flag..tell a lie for Liberty in New York dressed in drag..there is love in every energy..love, self-respect inside..just tell it as you see it..never mind who lied..

I believe any legislative force or proposed law that violates human rights..or as defined..’civil rights’, along with many others, should not be considered..even ‘pro tem’..Peace T@cftd

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Such a beauty does not bring me war..yet war is oft excused in passionate love..a 'noble excuse' or 1000 such do not match one good reason..

bacon..some lived to the end..’end of what?’ she asked what masked I wonder in my heart..she does not care for me or care to know..why even start?..

conflict conflict is she sick or is it you?..funny world for this girl when conflict brings the due..looked up from my feet girl across the street made senses  stir..this prospect wed  no words said..just essence of her..feel hours, maybe days in silence we could feel..rock solid lightning love..in silence..sensed with her for real..

Politicin called butt lickin’ in some parts I hear..seems the gang, whole damn shebang is laid on us in fear..failstitution no solution dipped sipped from the past..like milk that stays about too long..good time can sour fast..

The desert burns I take a turn learn share my water well..ocean deep never sleep to die in rapture hell..one will watch..while sleep rests the other..

I will protect you as you sleep..my sister and my brother..

As the words..’if only it was that easy’..fall soundlessly..for it is.. being a creation of mankind..Peace T@cftd

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Captain Rich Pussyhunter Tuffguy..(won the old version of..who would you like to be contest..happily standing on his treasure..on his isle..(pic inet)

brown wrapper plain to see..cosmic map for me to be..lands unknown marked simply ‘Cosmapped, True..there are auctions, raffle doors, stars, gofors, media whores want someone else’s due this plain brown bag was sent to you..they mapped for me the cosmic yield some IRS or godly deal passed me chance cosmos flow real..no mirrors or weighted dies opaque looks or filthy lies just one or more in the flow..if won speed cosmic winner goes.. speed of a wish love heart and lips..your life deeds image trusty ship..one soul put to sea of life..launched from heaven’s slip..

A lifetime physically realized winning the map from the first dream..’light speed prime’..Peace T@cftd 

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Shadow left to earth..energy freed to the universe..who loses in an atomic blast?..How can we stop war?..do not go..respond or recognize war..

Child laughs runs wild tag games roller skates and spills..promises of kindness eternity will

fill..little older peers decide some skinny some are fat..inside heart your name carved in a log where sits a cat..curious in peace..meets social dog..

well fed some say ‘just well bred’ peace flag up the pole..social born..first seen scorn..rudely hits peace role..in conflict with a soul..

Feline fed well-bred love mammal warm at birth..care or reason any season peace upon the earth..sees human friend pushing..social at his door..ads sign says ‘Lifelong Cushion’..lays dirty on the floor..

‘Make your heroes can’t pass zero’ popped out of all space..number one your substance..try it on your face..scientist of seventy..infants genius eyes…never ‘land of plenty’..when in a land of lies..

Town looks fine prosperous make it mine this day..social born young folks do porn devil confuse play..advertised everywhere..posted on your door..doesn’t mean a bean in hell..when peace has found your core..not confused greed of others..evil worded text..nothing evil in your essence..natural needs or sex..

Does ‘specialization’ and the current age of specialized skills and professions minimize/blind us/ to the flow of our basic gift?..I think it may to an extent..IE..’I would rather see a good GP (general practitioner) than a ‘specialist’!..

Is delusion an exponential outgrowth (reaction/action?) to genetically unknown demands found in social life?..Have fun..:-)..Peace T@cftd