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Armenian demonstrators gather at the location where Armenian President Serzh Sarksyan is meeting members of the Armenian community, at the Metropolitan hotel in Beirut October 6, 2009. Armenians in Lebanon are protesting against Armenia's plans to establish diplomatic ties with Turkey. www.aztagdaily.com copyright@Ashnag
Lemon Cadet has met its match. We just received our very first craft fair rejection letter.
Just as things were getting good...
We think sometimes that poverty is only being hungry, naked and homeless. The poverty of being unwanted, unloved and uncared for is the greatest poverty. ...
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got the rejection /not really a rejection letter today...
from th OK Cherokee Nation re: my PPD in Native American Mothers.
the good / bad / worse news:
the worse...
~ the school term ended.....thus the imaginary previously talked about "deadline" has come and gone"
the bad news...
~ OK Cherokee Nation disallowed my study for approval...
the good news...
~ there are a few misunderstandings ( in their reading of it) .... they asked me to revise & resubmit.
~ my PhD school liason seemed to be able to registered me for the next term....
so...the ball is in my court...
i could accept the letter....( with the multiple listings of reasons why they rejected the study) & walk away...the whole journey ( 3 yrs, comps, 2 yrs writing proposal & getting rejected) is over....officially a PhD ABD (all but published...many many of us out there in the world)
or....
because school is under the understanding that OK is still in the process of deciding ....
i could....
feasibly revise & resubmit before the next term starts, therefore officially still be in a waiting status when the next term starts...
yeah...i know.....
i know that u know that i know i am not the kind to go down without a fight....
so ...
what are u doing this weekend?...wanna come over & help me rewrite this fuckin 120 page doc?
meh.......
In 1919, for the first time, the Senate rejected a peace treaty. By a vote of 39 to 55, far short of the required two-thirds majority, the Senate denied consent to the Treaty of Versailles. President Woodrow Wilson personally negotiated the treaty following World War I, promoting his vision for a system of collective security enforced by a League of Nations. When the treaty arrived in the Senate in July, Democrats mostly supported the treaty, but Republicans were divided. The “Reservationists,” led by Senator Henry Cabot Lodge, called for approval of the treaty only if certain reservations, or alterations, were adopted. The “Irreconcilables” opposed the treaty in any form.
In November Lodge sent the treaty with 14 reservations to the Senate floor, prompting an angry Wilson to urge Democrats to reject Lodge’s plan. On November 19, 1919, a group of Democratic senators joined the Irreconcilables to defeat the treaty. The United States never ratified the Treaty of Versailles, nor did it join the League of Nations. In 1921 Congress approved resolutions formally ending hostilities with Germany and the Austro-Hungarian government.
Feb. 17, 2016. Burlington, MA.
Protest at the administrative offices of Immigration Customs Enforcement (ICE) in Burlington, MA to demand a moratorium on deportations and ICE’s rejection of the applications for 287(g) agreements from the Sheriff Departments of Essex and Plymouth counties. If signed, organizers believe the agreement would increase the number of immigrant families being destroyed by deportation.
According to organizers between 2005 and 2010, 87% of cases involving undocumented immigrants with U.S. citizen children ended in deportation. Of all children in U.S. public schools, 6.9% are children of undocumented parents and 82% of those children are U.S. citizens. The Congressional mandate that sets a bed quota requiring Immigration and Customs Enforcement to detain 34,000 undocumented immigrants on any given night fuels the destruction of immigrant families. ICE is the only law enforcement agency that is subject to a national quota system for incarceration.
© 2016 Marilyn Humphries
Sadness, loneliness, sorrow, rejection
These words never fail to stop haunting growing teens these days.
The way I cover my face with red paint and ruin the makeup is a portrayal of an act of self-destruction because of rejection,
taking off makeup towards the end of the video is representational of the process repeating itsself, the video could end with me with without makeup and start the same way like a cycle.
Towards the end of the video I have edited it so there are clips cut in from the beginning, a way of showing the viewer what the makeup was like before before the 'self distruction' scene.
Double Negative: a typology of guys who have blocked my profile on the gay social networking apps Grindr or Scruff
Rejections' lead vocalist, Ian Hall; vocalist, Pamela Rinehart; and Lead Guitar, Dave Whiddon, with famed biker photographer, Doug "Q-Ball" Barber, outside the Crooked i. We had no idea who he was at the time. @ Q-Ball: call us for your next party - we'll be there with bells on!
Tacrolimus is an immunosuppressive drug. It is used with other medicines to help prevent organ rejection in people who have had a kidney, liver, heart, or lung transplant. Its chemical formula is C44H69NO12.
Credit: www.ebi.ac.uk/chebi/
جلالة الملك عبدالله الثاني، القائد الأعلى للقوات المسلحة، يؤكد خلال ترؤسه اجتماعا بالقيادة العامة للقوات المسلحة، رفض الأردن بشكل قاطع لأي سيناريو يستهدف تهجير الفلسطينيين من أرضهم أو نزوحهم سواء في قطاع غزة أو بالضفة الغربية، بحضور سمو الأمير الحسين بن عبدالله الثاني ولي العهد
His Majesty King Abdullah II, the Supreme Commander of the Jordan Armed Forces-Arab Army, chairing a meeting at JAF General Command, reiterates Jordan’s firm rejection of any attempt to displace Palestinians from their land in Gaza or the West Bank
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You KNOW that's what they are really thinking. It's only illegal to say it, and nothing stops them from acting on it as long as nobody says it. We have gotten really adept at perceiving their thoughts, so we know anyway but have no fingerprints.
Numb
Rejection without seeing,
With wrath a pedestal crushed.
Rejection without hearing,
Torn is a heart returned.
Rejection without understanding,
Words have become ashes.
Rejection without feeling,
A soul returns to its cave.
Rejection without hope,
In a shallow grave this love rests
-rc
Matthew was in a trolley accident as a teenager which put him in a full body cast for 6 months and left him with an inch or so difference between the length of his legs. He was deemed "physically unfit" to serve in the United States Army during World War II.
Scarborough Castle South Wall. Taken in 2009 and languished in the reject folder. When a student saw other pictures taken on the same flight and asked if there were any of the south wall, I had a second look and cleaned up this hazy image. Quite like it now! Flight courtesy of @Moose Malloy
With eyes seeing in laser focus. A competition to see how much I can agree. This one's on me. Staying open enough to reveal what's inside matches my outer façade, what's being projected skin-deep, otherwise know as dba my facial expression, No/Yes Shifting agenda depending on the inquiry, switcheroo tactic that I term 'deflection', too blown apart contrite heart unavoidable by definition, deflection is no protection, because I learned in the end all is revealed, then begins anew beginning, the ending the end, beginning again. Practiced my complicit practice of conditional acceptance, transmitting unacceptance-rejection, that I term deflection, deflection, deflection, a misdirection, in this paradigm I once read in a book this paradigm is "a open energy system my corpus constantly interacts with continually, my contribution practiced with the highest of intentions, what I term deflection and what I put into this interactive energy system is extreme and what I put in is exactly what I do receive precisely.
First shot and every shot after that I receive is from me to me, in the declaration of my victory that took me right out of the game of awareness, because I was not aware that what I term deflection was keeping that pesky awareness at bay neutralizing my gameplay as I was on a path of increasing momentum in the opposite direction, perfecting my deflection. Misunderstanding An extension of grace to not have to compete, was missing the concept yet claiming it as past-tense-received-all-done-achieving upon learning to remember words definitions and how to use them in a sentence; grace personified, spelling, sounding it out loud, that's understanding, as far as I knew, I know know. and the scarlet letter goes to the declared winner, me. Booby prize is not going anywhere. Everyone is safe around me now, As I wear my shots on my sleeve now that I know what deflection, deflection, deflection has resulted in for me as it feels like to get gifts from one as practiced in conditioning the vigilante-without-a-cause in me, with that shifting-agenda-deflection that protection which veiled my insides from me, as I perfected facial expression matching body positioning like I saw on TV, emotionally-stoic-by-profession was me. Winner of all time self-declared, manifested and perfected through my use of time in this paradigm, collateral damage is me when I practice to receive. That's when I deceive me that my outer shell is all you can see, so what I'm projecting is purposeful physically through my corpus delisti's visible physical positioning, whether I'm celebrating unsubstatiated success in victory is how i perfected unconditionally practicing my constant emoji-body-positioning-and audible-verbal-tone-muttering, deflecting-rejecting anything that might change my facial expression of my choice of emotion at that moment to avoid any and all fear of the unknown, I keep as much unknown to stay unknow as possible, so I suffer the least possible by not learning anything that is not a proper-truth-already-phrased correctly fitting the prescribed script, anything different was automaically pre-detected and understood, and I had a quiver of canned responses roboting around as a non-character-player, interacting to everything equally regardless of affiliation, culture, creed, state, country, red, blue, or green, my already preprogrammed responses Archie-Bunkered anything encroaching my zoned out spot in front of the TV keeping me up on the latest events proviting more knowlege of how to be devoid of consciousnes-awareness-understanding what's not being received is the information in this open-engery-system I'm continually interacting with not a clue of even the basics, that what's being deflected is chances to know more intimately, because anything outside my awareness is too scary to be true, scary to admit I was wrong about knowing, so that no-one including me, would know what's really inside me is what I am projecting, because that's true, no matter how good I may be at playing like a hero on TV. I'd rather watch others acting out emotions, scripted hero's journey, no one can really know me if I don't know myself. I identify as the good-guy-hero main character, the star of the movie! I'm bad vibes personified, believing my good guy positioned in first place, a foundation of being an expert at everything while not moving even one space, stopping right at level one expert of practing the deception of deflection to stay out of the running, keeping me safe from seeing the confused look on my face. My Double DDs are desperation and disgruntled, same vibe same place. Rinse and repeat. Who am I competing against, no-one, just me.
The only way to contribute gifts that help, I have to fix me, look inside myself in order to see what can be seen by everyone else, but not me until now when all is revealed, I saw my reflection complaining about me, so breaking the conditioning I practiced is having to face it, it being me. And the gifts to contribute are very adorable and cute, those that I could gift to I've kept myself at bay and now too far away.
The only way I'll ever get close to contributing something positive I have to resist deflecting resistance I've caused, that's when I imagine I will stop pretending my projection of deception is correct in my case, a truthful-self-sustaining-vibe of accepting unconditionally what I read in a book once: this "open energy system" is telling me, And although vulnerable and insecure is the emoji on my face, because I'm new and unpracticed at unconditional acceptance of what I received from interacting in this "open energy system," I'm embarrassed at my reflection is for me a step in the right direction because finally in the end that is what I reveal, and next new beginning starts here where my insides match my outsides, because all was revealed and I couldn't pretend not to see my own refection of embarrassed rejection, because my canned responses were conditional, not-accepting, ignoring, dismissing, tepid warm, goldy locks, too cold or too hot, like a baby taking its first steps discovering something new what is usually resisted by me and so I start here to know what's inside me is what I have reaped from decades of level one baby steps, the bad-guys are out there, that keeps me shielded from having to see me and what I'm really projection was obvious to everyone except me, and those people are graciously helping me, and I'm one day recently that those bad guys out there I didn't see, that's the reflection of me, I unconditionally didnt see because it was my own reflection, that I now can't pretend anymore I cant see. And the good-gifts I wanted to deliver, I'm grateful to receive, helping stopping my blind-blundering-roaming around aimlessly.
My utterances of "Please forgive me" after all was revealed is as extremely funny, because roaming around aimlessly, it's really Please Help Me, my Archie-Bunker-Bravado-Vernacular to stay proudly unknown-unknowing growing in momentum I fostered with increased precise perfection. Now I'm wondering, what is something other than defection-rejection-directionally-fluid-aimless-hapless-droning on about non-character-player-strongly-worded-victory-chants-superiorty-judgments-misdirecting-any chance of discovering what I might see inside of me actually. The crossroads are so far behind me as my choice in what road to take is a result of my continual interaction with this "free energy system" in which I continually interact with has rendered what I've contributed consistently. I'm only talking to me, as the catharses was the momentous unveiling. Those that were still watching were so far away and done watching as that cathartic moment for those to see me, see my factial expression that when I stopped turning my back at everyone, and I finally turned back around, there was no one there but me and my level one seniority of the longest at the very first quest I got stuck-looking confused, when interacted with I just kept looking the other way, so the information was lost on me, that's the way I spend my time in this paradigm, an "open and free interactive energy system" my modus operandi is to thwart communication-interaction, the opposite of what correct, or the other way around, I stick to the script with ever increasing clarity of exactly what level one expert knows and that's, I know you know something and want to share it with me, so I'll beat you to it, by changing the subject to a shocking talking point like an Archie Bunker stereotype, treating anyone and everyone equally disrespectfully, not prejudice against just thing one or thing two. Sweeping statements across the board, I'm staying safe here, I am a rock a island, no woman, no cry, nothing to see over here folks, I'm content in my spot watching videos of other people doing stuff that fits the script I got the best at performing a projection of deflection-rejection-alienating myself. Ok, enough of that now Julie. I've clearly described sin of ignorance is selfish, selfish, selfish, selfish, and my Please Forgive Me, wasn't a great attempt at being sorry, trying to disguise a desparite cry for help scared at level one, as if my punishment for slaying newbies was forgivable in the way I delivered it exactly like i did see that my insides matched my outsides, I JUST COUGHT MYSELF READHANDED AND I'M ACTING LIKE A SPOILED TODDLER with fake-piacy, ok enough said Julie, if your still reading this, I'm thankful to have meandered this far then, it was I just can't be that self-deceived anymore, that's one for the Gipper for sure.
I've gathered so much momentum in the same direction staying true to my deflection, extremely sorry for me am I''s be getting my own kicks now that mine have kicked back, and walking from here where the path leads me, the path that I've rendered continually in this "open energy system" that I don't understand and that I can't see or hear. Open and free for me is that what I cant see or hear, I am able to feel. I can feel more and more each day with increasing self-awareness, I feel the echoing laughter strongly delivering that preprogrammed knee-jerk rejection in response to what was requested, a shifting deflection, I continually manuvered away in any direction at every opportunity presnted to me that I asked for. When I was offered something I specifically requested, I immediately communicated certainly not today, certainly not for me, anything of that nature is not in my nature. That offer of acceptace in response to the requested offer I projected, was unconditionally immediately avoided quickly not even in my periferal view as my back was already turned, a sinister pattern now I'm receiving the same pattern in the opposite direction with equal momentum from the sinister non-character-player-bad-guys I created when I practiced smiling in the mirror so that I was the winner of the contest that I created repeating the sinister pattern I practiced to be mean and not real. I'm back at the wheel. Back at the wheel. Back aat the wheel. Aware. Aware. Present here. Paying attention and following the only path presenting, aware, aware, aware.