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For Peace? For any human being ?
Check out Leonard Cohen's songs -
some on my utube9773165
also Buffy Sainte Marie [ American Indian celebrated in the 60's
- Universal soldier!
Brussels , Belgium , 25 May 2011 - Green Week 2011 - Land use choices , chances and consequences © EU
Site-specific installation in Greenwich Lake Park, NJ, an abandon toxic waste area transformed into a public park. Vinyl lettering on plexiglass. Size varies.
Bluemont Station Brewery & Winery
+ The Consequences of Sexual Freedom: www.youtube.com/watch?v=eEi2Ky3E76k
[in Bronson’s head]: My wife’s got 4 kids, a dog, and is under the weather. Maybe NOW’S a good time to invite a bunch of 25 year olds to the house and ask her to entertain them. Encourage her to talk to all the Indian neighbors (99% of them being shady as fuck). Tell her to take them out to lunch, so she’s POPULAR again. This marriage is getting boring. All she does is sit at home all day and play on the computer. Why doesn’t she go out into the real world and get a real job? Why is she getting so FAT? I need her to look like KIYAH JOHNSON, MELISSA CALLES, BRENDA JOHNSON, JASLIN TSAI, etc. Maybe start wearing a Hijab? why doesn’t she get a BMW like ISFJ Indian ANITA? and when’s the next time I’m getting some? It’s not like we have sex every day. What’s a black man to do in a white mans world?
Never thought I'd see the day. As I type this Stuart Maconie is playing tracks from my copy of Consequences on BBC 6music. Find out more on my site www.suppertime.co.uk/blint/
"Originally named Hot Springs, the city changed its name to Truth or Consequences, the title of a popular NBC radio program. In 1950, Ralph Edwards, the host of the radio quiz show Truth or Consequences, announced that he would air the program from the first town that renamed itself after the show. Hot Springs won the honor. Edwards visited the town during the first weekend of May for the next fifty years. This event was called "Fiesta" and included a beauty contest, a parade, and a stage show. The city still celebrates Fiesta each year on the first weekend of May. The parade generally features area celebrities."
something written while using ommwriter. it is part of a bigger piece i wrote about my upbringing and the consequences i've experienced in my life and how they have influenced my decision making. it was a bit of therapy in understanding my past. i do that a lot now. i'm not sure if it helps or if it doesn't. but i liked this line that i wrote, and i wanted just that.
During a working trip to the Chernihiv region, President of Ukraine Volodymyr Zelenskyy, together with Vice Chancellor, Federal Minister for Economic Affairs and Climate Action of Germany Robert Habeck and Secretary General of the Council of Europe Marija Pejčinović Burić saw the consequences of the occupation of the village of Yahidne by Russian troops and the war crimes committed by them.
The Head of State, together with foreign guests, visited the school, in the basement of which the occupiers kept 367 civilians in unsanitary conditions, without water and food, from March 3 to March 30, 2022. Among the hostages were 50 children, including several babies - the youngest was one and a half months old. 11 people died, unable to withstand the inhumane conditions. Ten were shot by Russian invaders.
The President of Ukraine and the European guests talked with the villagers who were kept in the basement of the school.
"Thank you for the fact that you survived, managed to wait for our warriors and to tell the whole world about the tragedy that the Russian Federation, the Russian military, together with their leadership, their President, have brought to our land," Volodymyr Zelenskyy emphasized.
The Head of State noted that the residents of Yahidne have lived through terrible ordeals. According to him, about 400 people lived in this village before the occupation, and almost 370 people were kept in the school basement with an area of less than 200 square meters.
"They have been kept in the basement for 27 days. They survived – standing and sitting. 11 people, unfortunately, died. And all these people somehow lived in the dark and waited for the return of Ukraine," he said.
The President said that the prisoners wrote the names and dates of death of fellow villagers on the walls in the dark so as not to forget. And the children wrote the lines of the national anthem of Ukraine.
"It is extremely important that these people survived. It is extremely important that our troops de-occupy such settlements with real heroes every day," added Volodymyr Zelenskyy.
The Head of State emphasized the importance of the presence of representatives of our partners in the liberated territories of Ukraine, who can see everything with their own eyes.
"It is important to be in such basements in order to understand, in order to help Ukraine. To think about how to find a way to talk with the Russian Federation," the President noted.
Volodymyr Zelenskyy also thanked the local residents and the authorities who fought for their lives every day during the Russian occupation.
As a result of military aggression, all 173 houses in the village of Yahidne were damaged, 16 of them were destroyed. In addition, the communal property was destroyed - a cultural center and a first aid station. The school building was heavily damaged.
According to Vyacheslav Chaus, Head of the Chernihiv Regional Military Administration, thanks to funding from the state and regional budgets, thanks to volunteers and the Latvian government, which allocated funds for building materials and reconstruction, more than 100 houses were reconstructed last year.
4 Apr 2026 9.52am
Wall: I thought we weren't going to be the ones doing the discussion this weekend.
Spider Plant: Wall, why don't you keep your silence?! Now that you started it, we got to finish it!
Walkman: Not going to walk sidetrack to talk about 特 螂 p o o who started the war that didn't turn out as easy that his greed and his fear of facing consequences of his actions, had unrealistically hoped.
Windows: Spider Plant, don't blame the Wall. Wall was just reflecting the sound waves from Laptop.
Glass of Water: If want to blame on someone, blame it on ex-neighbor from B street who sent 我是爲她而傷. By the way I have an image of Stopped (because it was damaged by the homecook) Watch's belt.
Stopped Watch: And it wasn't my belt that was replaced last week. Home cook had her current watch's worn out belt and battery replaced. Worn out belt is at my side in the plastic bag.
Computer Mouse: Blame it on ex-neighbor from B street who didn't say he was hurt because of her that we don't know who, the homecook did make me click into read some news, titles of tub videos, and opinions in Cat No Network on polls while having her breakfast .. but still ...
Chopsticks: Can't pinpoint what's not so right for the mood of a cool fine Sunday morning? Ya we are pointing to slightly left, like 11 o'clock. Daylights will be over before the time our discussion starts.
Cat in the Laptop: If there will be no tomorrow and network is still available today, it's good to be able to re-visit some of the best scenes of Love Like The Galaxy, like revisiting some thoughts that the home cook strongly believed in.
Pear #1: 不是因爲甜 without substance. Lunch scene in Ep 24 isn't sweet nothings. v=ze5HdaYteZ4
Pear #2: We are sweet something not nothing.
Apple #1: Dinner scene in Ep 15 v=ze5HdaYteZ4
Apple #2: 就不多説了 because home cook ain't good with words to say how good that scene is.
Wallet: What was said reflected their 三觀: 價值觀, 人生觀,世界觀. When it was said that a couple's 三觀 do not match, it is likely that they won't stay together for long. Cost talk here: Kiwi Red is $4.59/kg at the stick man store for the past few weeks. Packham Pears at $2.99/kg at the stick man store and also the odd bunch bag from WW. Bosc Pears not here are $1 per kg more expensive than Packham Pears. Gala Apples at $1.99/kg at the stick man store.
S10E: Galaxy, the stars that the home cook saw while waiting at the bus stop few days ago and wondered how they are in those many light years away.
Wall: Ya, I have been watching them, blinking for so many years, so far away, peacefully and they feel friendly. So for all these years I have not alerted anyone to evacuate the house in case they turned into something more sinister.
Everyone went quiet for a while.
Laptop: Background team sent a message "pb 14"
Fried Rice Bowl: PB no Tech who was fired not re-fried 2 days ago of discussion day? We were purchased from the dark lane stall 2 days ago of picture day.
Fried Rice Lunchbox: That hahaha or consequences are so satisfying lasted shorter than when the 6-3 s c o t u s said that 特 螂 p o o's tariffs were illegal. But surely it last longer than all the first fry and re-fries.
Fried Rice Pasta Bowl: Shorter because 特 螂 p o o wasn't the direct loser in the PB no Tech got fried case. Don't know if she will tell the truth on the 14th this month?
Coriander: Will it be difficult to find her resentment against, or her courage to speak the truth that she was covering for 特 螂 p o o? It's difficult to cover up my scent.
Measuring Tape: Measuring on what she said, surely her past answers or considered as no answers aren't as eloquent as the vice A G Tod2 Blan che. But home cook knows, it's easier to tell the truth than to tell lies. Not everyone can achieve that kind of lie telling skills that 麥克 Johnson, Eyeliner Man - nickname that homecook just found that the internet has for V@nce, 特 螂 p o o have.
Glass of Water: That said, these days p o o's lies are just so plain to see that there is nothing to believe in. What he said today contradicts from what he will say tomorrow. (Spider Plant: He - emotionally mentally unstable?) Any outsider can't plan anything in related to US actions. So might as well, don't involve the US, and instead, start to discuss among themselves - those who didn't start that war- on other approach instead.
Laptop: Background team just sent another message - foot prints. Paw Print?
Paw Print: I was a print of Mr. Lion's paw, after he finished. The p o p e Lion has been criticizing the US' war on I ran for weeks.
www . r n z. co. nz / news / world / 591411 / l e o -t h e-f i r s t- u s-p o p e - emerges-as-pointed-t r u m p-critic
Cat in the Laptop: There is a "s" behind the print. Maybe it is about the most incompetent on doing defense but totally capable of getting drunk or not to start a war - firing generals see cat no network v=w2h-9JxALsI
and is about to send boots on the ground. On their I ran's good Friday, a F十五e fell to the grounds of I ran, shot by I ran's missles. One air man was rescued and one is really still on the ground.
Everyone went quiet again. Till Laptop played Ep 22, starting from 19:50 of LLTG.
Vacuum Flask chuckled: Nothing to blame on ex-neighbor from B street. 我是爲她而傷 and 舊傷復發 in Ep 22 is a really good distraction from the felt like endless waiting for the grand old party to grow a spine.
Walkman: Don't know if they will ever grow a spine before they get fired by the voters, if there will still be mid-terms election this year.
Table Leg: It took so much effort from 特 螂 p o o to make his approval rating poll at 34%
Summarized by Sc@r@mucci shorts/atcFfZeGouw
and there is still 34% not walking away from him, yet.
(added hours later: The air man was rescued after a complex and dangerous operation by the com man dos v=XHPbTdva7aU )
added 7 Apr: the so called rescue is now under scrutiny as new evidence raises questions about hidden losses and what really happened in I ran. T h o m H a r t m a n n v=ciGGLRXqMhg
Some experiences end outwardly before they end inwardly. The body grows still, the room quiets, the other person recedes into the background of the scene, and yet something remains active beneath the surface. This image does not concern the heat of pursuit or the threshold of decision. It concerns the residue that follows, the strange persistence of a desire that has already completed its immediate movement and nevertheless refuses to dissolve. A man sits on the edge of a bed under low lamplight, composed enough to avoid melodrama, yet no longer untouched by what has just passed. Behind him, a woman lies turned away, calm and physically near, but no longer the center of the scene. The real subject is neither her body nor the event itself. The subject is what stayed behind in him after the moment was over.
That is what makes the image more severe than one about temptation alone. Temptation still belongs to possibility. This belongs to aftermath. The room no longer pulses with invitation. No visible exchange continues. The atmosphere has settled. And yet settling is not the same as release. The man’s posture suggests that the decisive movement has shifted inward. He is not reaching back toward her. He is not moving forward toward anything else. He is seated inside the lingering fact of what has already occurred. The distance between them is small, but its meaning has changed. Earlier, nearness may have carried charge. Now nearness has become almost incidental. What matters is not what can still happen between them, but what has already begun to accumulate within him.
Phenomenologically, this image is about persistence. Human experience does not conclude neatly when its visible action stops. The self does not return to neutrality on command. What has been entered continues to reverberate through consciousness, altering mood, memory, and inward orientation. Meaning often arrives after movement. The act finishes first; interpretation comes later. The body slows down before the soul understands what it has allowed. That delayed recognition is one of the most unsettling truths about desire. A person can move toward something under the pressure of immediacy and only afterward discover that the real consequence was never confined to the act itself. It was lodged in the way the act continued living inside him once the room fell silent.
The image’s dark romantic quality therefore no longer lies in tension between two people. It lies in the echo left in one person after the tension has passed. That is a darker and more interior register of romance, stripped of glamour and left to show its afterimage. Whatever happened in the room did not culminate in fulfillment. It culminated in carryover. The moment is over, but the self has not become empty again. What was once felt as urgency now remains as residue. What was once vivid now turns formative. The room grows quiet, but the inward life grows louder by contrast.
Psychologically, this is a scene about the way familiarity deepens through repetition and aftermath. One of the most dangerous things about certain forms of desire is not merely that they recur, but that they leave behind a trace that makes recurrence easier. The self becomes altered not only by what it chooses, but by what lingers from those choices. The image names that process with unusual restraint. There is no visible regret performance, no collapse, no theatrical shame. Instead there is awareness. He sits with what remains. That awareness matters because residue is often more revealing than impulse. Impulse can claim intensity, confusion, heat, or hunger. Residue reveals whether the soul has truly passed through something or whether it has, in some sense, kept it.
This logic stands close to the book’s larger architecture. Confessions to the Empty Chair repeatedly presents inner life as something shaped not merely by isolated events, but by what those events leave behind in perception, habit, and spiritual orientation. The preface speaks of two contending strains, one loud and vain, the other sorrowed and beautiful, both continuing to score the author’s days rather than appearing as occasional interruptions. The memoir also insists that physical and spiritual reality are interwoven, so that what appears to end externally may continue inwardly with real force. This image belongs to that territory. Outward stillness does not mean inward resolution. The body may stop while the deeper consequence only begins to reveal itself.
The theological undertone emerges precisely here. Sin is not exhausted by the visible moment. It extends into what the moment leaves in the soul: altered appetite, remembered charge, a subtle reshaping of what now feels familiar. The file’s own internal commentary names this directly, describing the scene not as repetition but as residue, not as ongoing action but as an internalized persistence that becomes formative. That distinction is essential. The moment does not need to continue outwardly in order to continue spiritually. One does not escape consequence simply because the room is quiet. The self carries forward what it has inwardly admitted.
And yet the image does not close with condemnation. Its stillness preserves the possibility of recognition. Nothing escalates further. Nothing is intensified for spectacle. The man is not shown as shattered, only aware. That choice gives the scene its dignity. Awareness after the fact may arrive late, but it is still awareness. The residue itself becomes a kind of witness. It testifies that the act was not self-contained, that the self cannot move through experience without being marked by it. In that sense, the image’s sadness is also its honesty. It refuses the comforting lie that moments remain moments. Some become traces. Some become climates. Some stay.
Confessions to the Empty Chair — It Did Not Leave With The Moment is therefore not about the act that happened, nor even about whether it was desired at the time. It is about the lingering pull that survives the act and enters the structure of the self afterward. The room has gone still. The woman is no longer the focal point. The visible event has ended. But something did not leave when it was supposed to. It remained, quiet and interior, asking a more disturbing question than whether the moment is over: what now lives on because of it?
Consequences were turned upside down. Instead of coming after their causes, they tumbled furiously into the whitewater cascades, leaving only a trace of silicon--tinted a pungent shade of cyan.
If Bluebell Medical Centre was a person, what would it look like? Students combined their drawing skills to create bizzarre embodiments of the new Centre; the bodies were a strange combination of patients, staff and medical instruments.
Perhaps unbeknownst to you, dear reader, the week I spent traipsing around Borneo is known to the more studious types at NUS as 'reading week'. You know, that week when you, er, do all the reading for the numerous essays that tend be due in the weeks closely following reading week.
If anyone has been wondering why no mass email relating tales of adventure from the wilds of Borneo has been forthcoming, then wonder no more. Inundated by a crazy number of essays, I've been engaged in a frenzy of nerd-like activity trying to get the suckers finished on time.
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