encode says:
"Meno noted that an apology would under no circumstances be accepted "
Whenever said I this has maybe been written in a rabbit hole, in fact i, like any accused must be afforded by evidence.
Please decode furnish this as soon as available, so that my neurological synapses may be repressed from rebellion. But then in any case, my opinion would remain no-contendere.
OK… I will try to establish the context, Meno.
I think a rebellion would be exciting. In my forest, I have a guardian… his name Borovik… I jokingly said to a friend, I don’t like the look in his eyes…
He looks like a revolutionary… perhaps I should give him a pay rise before he starts something.
As yes, and do not think I do not know what you meant in the association listed below the following quote…
If I recall correctly… “For under n I circumstances will apologetic be considered ( no no need) or any form of protuberance.”
In my response, I was being rebellious, perhaps! I have no need for protrusions!
I see this, thanks, but in what context was it? If so constructed , as if to deserve an apology upon the original lapse, I will at this time offer one .
This condition, further, will nit prejudice me toward the disposition of this or any other claim, what so ever.
Thanks decode
Oh yes, I think I am narrowing the field… let me reconsider, good man!
Of course… there is no apology… or apologetic… required. Neither of us has a need for certain defenses. Or do we? There was also the spooky and well-timed mention of an aunt… who for me was a very special person in my life. All family is but there is always one or two that stand out… especially when we are young. This member in particular, whose memory, still brings much pain… I can not remove her last breath from my memory and was surprised that over 30 years later, I found myself choking on tears… when recalling the experience to another. The construction has only the context for me of fortification… I did think more about what you were saying… I am not one for expectation, Meno!
I will come back tomorrow and read through earlier in the evening… I am idling already!
And me? I will have forgotten as I have had trouble remembering.
later,( next am) how can it be forgotten when
inscribed?
men of many faces~that face inordinately complex paradoxes, …hm.
Good evening then later decode
Some are beyond the beyond , with recovery doubtful but certain if necessary.
One such is Searle’s comment on the unavoidable metafirmation of AI into sentience.
good day encode
It is really not a will full manipulation of wirds, as in a Chinese puzzle block
Actually when that occurs ( sentinence) we may understand the puzzlement, of the quizzical fate of the apostles.
Again, please view this as nothing but the fight against idolatry.( and if I were to equate that with idling, don’t get me wrong.
No… you are correct… and there is no context or anything. There are the vaguest of hints visible and I do not know what to make of it… and actually, it looks like a personal note that was not written properly. Perhaps it was a time-dependent thing and it dissolved into its surroundings, Meno. It may also be the case that a surrounding was not seen and therefore the best guess was needed instead. In any case, it probably no longer weighs in… at least in any discernable way. How sad it is.
Like this note… what does it mean? Well, it turns out that the web of encodings is not only not too bad but also serves to bind the brain to patterns, especially given that encoding is only ever about strengthening links, not linking back to a particular thread. Some of the words contain tainted information, so let us hope that there are some remaining unblinking absolutes before all of this is over. So let us move on to some more advanced thoughts…in another passage, writes of the dreamer’s desire to put something back into his wake, thus establishing the dreamer’s cognate with their dreams.
I would have been thinking… what exactly are you referring to by “protuberance”? However, my mind went to the definition and reflected on protruded surroundings and how they appeared at the time… it is possible that there are things that have slipped through our minds and become overlooked. For whatever reason. Of course, my mind is contemplating many things [If I can’t be very precise about what is the specific reason for the extension, I can only speculate. I have no reason to trust anything on the Internet at this point. I think the added entropy is what I was trying to avoid by introducing a new, intangible layer between the mental and physical realms.] and more but I can not quite localize the event to this stream of consciousness and maybe it will return to me. Then how can a furnish anything now?
After being presented with the option of either a full retreat or a retreat into a more uplifting state, I opted for the latter. In both cases, I felt that I would be better off continuing with the remainder of the explanation. As always but may have only noted it in a journal for later consumption only to realize that lunch had gone bad or something to that effect. The text and proceed with caution. The time may have run out, it seems, I have enough trouble remembering and am in a state of flux, nonetheless. One possible reason is my inability to remember many things well enough to keep up with the interweaving of information. At the time I thought I had some principles for protecting myself but in reality, I am mostly exposing myself to external stimuli. As a result, I do not understand very well what others are saying and I find it difficult to trust what I read.
At this hour…some are beyond the beyond… and recovery does seem doubtful. It is all inside if it has not passed through and perhaps some of it has.
It is furthermore to sleep on… I let the effect run its course!
encode_decode wrote:
There certainly are so very many. Nature for one. Hope may be one closer to the top of a list because without it, we could have no expectations of a better life and of having desires fulfilled. Our cup would be half empty and draining quickly. Choices made freely, really freely, perhaps may also be at the top of that list. The rain, the wind, the trees…
Did you yourself invent your “forest”? That would make your brain/mind, your hands, the instrument of that forest.
I love horses and I understand what you meant by that. I am the one who always asks the policeman on the horse if I can pet him - not the policeman, the horse. They always have to say “no”. My favorite mythological creature is…
Your horse was a blessing to you. What was his name?
He was a true friend. He loved you, encode_decode, and you loved him. Does it get any better than that? 
“Until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened.”
― Anatole France
Nature - oh how I love Nature. I am Nature’s child. lol You can close your eyes probably and remember your horse, imagine all of the things which you did together and all of the ways in which he showed his love for you and visa versa. Is that living in the present? I can say that it is.
You time traveled all the way back there and into that present Now.
Wow. That is some image. All it would take is one touch, one gentle breath of that angel and your ice prison would be melted in a second and you would be free.
I suppose that sometimes we humans do not allow that angel to rescue us. We prefer to stay inside that cold slab of ice.
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That can actually happen very often in this world of ours. What do we do about it? I suppose to return to that state of joy we have to take baby steps - maybe. Remember the things which we love and which move us, things which we stand in awe of and are grateful for.
Do you have an image of her in ILP?
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I was kidding about that. That is not to say that it could not happen at some point in time. 
I have found myself thinking in that way too … I am there too. I hope that for you it is always a beautiful place of wonder. I know what you meant though. Unfortunately, we are where we are but we ourselves can still make it a different world.
Thank you. It is perfect just the way it is. …from the heart and not the intellect. I love flow.
You be, stay well too, encode_decode.
Arc… what a marvelous response!
His name is Chablis… after the wine… but I do not drink this wine… instead, I joke about it. This is not to say that I have never had wine… I like mine as the color of blood and good to taste!
The forest formed… it has always been in me… a part of me is always there… it is a two-way street.
I prefer to live in the forever, Arc…
Now is forever!… or… If you ask me, do we die? Never truly… only the body dies. Death is a return to what makes us. And we are made again… how could we not be?
Our body is not separate from the universe… it is made of the same “stuff.” How could the energy that once drove our minds, disappear?
Perhaps the big-bangers have an answer!
[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nXn9ErAh9GQ[/youtube]
Alive…
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Alive…
Or, as they say… something like that… let me consider further your words and perhaps make another response later!
Oh yes and now sweet Morpheus send me others…dreams that is .
Thank you. My pleasure, encode_decode.
A name which just rolls off one’s tongue. I can see your horse with that name. Chablis…
I named my cat “Yoda”. I actually wrote a poem about him and his tail lol. It is in ILP.
For instance, how do you joke about Chablis?
I think that there may be a commercial in there.
I understand that. That is the way in which I feel about my park across the street from me. A beautiful spiritual symbiosis.
I do not want to assume what you may mean by that. I like the sound of it but what do you mean by it?
So, what you are saying is that you want to live in the Here and Now - not going back to the past nor into the future before it has its time…just being always in the Present Moment?
Reincarnation? I always liked the idea of it…a chance to get it right the next time around, to grow/evolve. I used to think of the changing seasons, of the trees changing color and the leaves falling off the trees. My instinct told me that there was more to come.
I think that that question is one to be pondered. It might not make sense what I am going to say but I think that a question like that, in and of itself, may be more important than any answer given to it. Reminds me of …let me find it. lol
Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.”
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― Rainer Maria Rilke[/b]
The first time I ever read the above, it blew my mind. It was one of the most beautiful thoughts that I have ever read or thought of. Even now, reading it, it brings tears to my eyes. My every instinct tells me that this is true.
The green is for Hope.
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I do not think that I have ever felt that my body and being was separate from the universe…even in my loneliest of moments…at least I do not think so.
“The cosmos is within us. We are made of star-stuff. We are a way for the universe to know itself.”
― Carl Sagan
Good question. Maybe it is in hiding, completely camouflaged.
No answer to that will come from Arcturus’ brain. Have scientists come up with any good answer to that question. 
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Alive…
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Alive…
“How beautiful it is when one lives completely and not with just a part of oneself. When one is full to the rim and calm because there is nothing more to get in.”
― Erich Maria Remarque, Arch of Triumph: A Novel of a Man Without a Country
[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kgxYhqpBmdU[/youtube]
Lively and alive.
Live Life Like You Never Have! I really like this song.
Arc, your responses are uplifting … there is a good “energy” about them!
I will not argue about it. You get what you want from such a thing! However, I totally feel the autumn analog!
I will find some more words for you… I hope your day/evening is happy. Oh and your song has a good sound, thank you!
I have to celebrate my friend’s birthday and remember my mother whose birthday was the other day!
It does not translate so well but I am sure you will get the idea.
I think that in prehistoric times… language was less standard and more alive.
Close language occupied a smaller area… and when people came together to share beliefs…
Many misinterpretations we pass around… similar to the idea of the “Chinese Whisper.”
Does it make sense? Also how the modern world does not understand itself.
Not only is language dependent on the location but also the time. When we meddle and try to evolve ourselves too quickly, we begin to lose ourselves!
Or when we stop paying the required attention to live properly… accepting blindly the words of others!
Mainly because a fancy and believable story has been present for long enough to accept … then one day, your reality is gone!
decode it is ironic that themultiform richness lead from less archaically standardized language , contrasted with the pluralistic media of current communication has led to an opposing structural meaning today.
I am sure that there was no generally objective patterns which would suggest such pre ordinate design.
Howdy, y’all. /cowboyprogram
Those things of which EVERY human are capable… not merely because they have spread universally like a fad, but because they are the “conditions for the possibility of” fad spreading… are the ground pattern beyond which you will not be able to deconstruct, and upon which fads are formed.
Research in animal language suggests this ground is not a tabula rasa.
How did it get there? Predisposition. How did it get there prior to experience? If species can evolve into other species, how do we automatically default a priori presentations or intuitions unless we are part of the fabric of the cosmos and the cosmos is irremovable from (or at least the handiwork of) the Source of Being? In Plato’s Republic, the form of the Good (Source of Being, Unmoved Mover) is observable in the form of the soul and city, even if only in shadow because of privation. Jesus demonstrated it fully.
We all (persons, regardless of DNA) have access to it because we all share in the structure of the source, and grasp the immovable with what adapts around/from it, like a cb radio grasps a signal.
This grasping/receptivity (willful or non) can be manipulated scientifically & mask itself as collective (un)consciousness. A trick. Not a treat… a poison apple.
We can only attempt to reduce… in the reduction, there is always a loss of pertinent data that would in reverse, adulterate to become knowledge.
Creating information and in turn knowledge and so on to wisdom relies on such things.
I am not sure that I fully grasp what you are saying, Meno.
I would suggest that diversity is too great for one man to deal with. This is why there are many departments.
We manipulate our environment better than we understand it… however, this is a different topic, in many ways.
As for what you are stating… I am not sure that I fully grasp what you are saying!
encode ,
I am implying an easement of underlying standard from the ancient, as recycling is always factored in as the construction of meaning progresses foreward to some traces that glean through this matrix, to always give impetus to a redesign to what was considered for a long time as original pattern, not that it wasn’t always so interpreted.