>I wondered how long it would take them
40 minutes at 370F.
Baked to perfection.
> Trump loves the Jews.
Trump loves people.
Unfortunately he has to play the division game that is in place.
He knows there are bad people in every religion and institution.
Duality is the learned perception.
One singularity all connected universally to everything and everyone is the reality.
You dayshift.
You 'Posed to be up baking somebody bread
that like an alarm clock
WOO WOOOOOOOOO
The poster knows it is bullshit.
It's an MSM shill injecting information into the board which they can later use to ridicule us.
"Data recovery". So Hunter could screw over Paw Paw. Hidden in such a way for dead mans switch. If hunter got 187… the data would see the light of day.
Signed consent that stated after 90 days if not picked up the customer forfeits the equipment to the Mac repair shop.
>Anon you can't look at these and tell me this isn't the same man.
this isn't the same man.
Do you want to know how I know you drink too much soy or have too much fluoride in your water supply?
Not necessary a "void" of observation. An ablity to observe thought as it arises. No the past or the future but present observation. We are sensors that have had our true senses dulled down for centuries.
Look into Kinesiology. The truth is all around us. The awareness and the ability to "tune" into the energy that surrounds all of us at all times. The belief that it exist at all is really the key. Physical and non physical appear to be separate but in reality it is all one. We are one in the spirit and the physical. I hope that helps a little. The elephant in the room is much bigger than we could every imagine.
When Q said 'Think Mirror' they were talking about psychological mirrors.
NOT clock and date mirrors.
Most of what goes down is psychological projection so to find the truth is to mirror that.t
any digs on the beau biden foundation for children? this has to be a sourcing operation for victims.
You make assumptions as to what I actually know and don't know. These are not my words but may help.
Long ago six old men lived in a village in India. Each was born blind. The other villagers loved the old men and kept them away from harm. Since the blind men could not see the world for themselves, they had to imagine many of its wonders. They listened carefully to the stories told by travelers to learn what they could about life outside the village.
The men were curious about many of the stories they heard, but they were most curious about elephants. They were told that elephants could trample forests, carry huge burdens, and frighten young and old with their loud trumpet calls. But they also knew that the Rajah's daughter rode an elephant when she traveled in her father's kingdom. Would the Rajah let his daughter get near such a dangerous creature?
The old men argued day and night about elephants. "An elephant must be a powerful giant," claimed the first blind man. He had heard stories about elephants being used to clear forests and build roads.
"No, you must be wrong," argued the second blind man. "An elephant must be graceful and gentle if a princess is to ride on its back."
"You're wrong! I have heard that an elephant can pierce a man's heart with its terrible horn," said the third blind man.
"Please," said the fourth blind man. "You are all mistaken. An elephant is nothing more than a large sort of cow. You know how people exaggerate."
"I am sure that an elephant is something magical," said the fifth blind man. "That would explain why the Rajah's daughter can travel safely throughout the kingdom."
"I don't believe elephants exist at all," declared the sixth blind man. "I think we are the victims of a cruel joke."
Finally, the villagers grew tired of all the arguments, and they arranged for the curious men to visit the palace of the Rajah to learn the truth about elephants. A young boy from their village was selected to guide the blind men on their journey. The smallest man put his hand on the boy's shoulder. The second blind man put his hand on his friend's shoulder, and so on until all six men were ready to walk safely behind the boy who would lead them to the Rajah's magnificent palace.
When the blind men reached the palace, they were greeted by an old friend from their village who worked as a gardener on the palace grounds. Their friend led them to the courtyard. There stood an elephant. The blind men stepped forward to touch the creature that was the subject of so many arguments.
The first blind man reached out and touched the side of the huge animal. "An elephant is smooth and solid like a wall!" he declared. "It must be very powerful."The second blind man put his hand on the elephant's limber trunk. "An elephant is like a giant snake," he announced. The third blind man felt the elephant's pointed tusk. "I was right," he decided. "This creature is as sharp and deadly as a spear." The fourth blind man touched one of the elephant's four legs. "What we have here," he said, "is an extremely large cow." The fifth blind man felt the elephant's giant ear. "I believe an elephant is like a huge fan or maybe a magic carpet that can fly over mountains and treetops," he said.The sixth blind man gave a tug on the elephant's coarse tail. "Why, this is nothing more than a piece of old rope. Dangerous, indeed," he scoffed.The gardener led his friends to the shade of a tree. "Sit here and rest for the long journey home," he said. "I will bring you some water to drink." While they waited, the six blind men talked about the elephant."An elephant is like a wall," said the first blind man. "Surely we can finally agree on that." "A wall? An elephant is a giant snake!" answered the second blind man. "It's a spear, I tell you," insisted the third blind man."I'm certain it's a giant cow," said the fourth blind man."Magic carpet. There's no doubt," said the fifth blind man."Don't you see?" pleaded the sixth blind man. "Someone used a rope to trick us." Their argument continued and their shouts grew louder and louder. "Wall!" "Snake!" "Spear!" "Cow!" "Carpet!" "Rope!" "Stop shouting!" called a very angry voice.It was the Rajah, awakened from his nap by the noisy argument "How can each of you be so certain you are right?" asked the ruler. The six blind men considered the question. And then, knowing the Rajah to be a very wise man, they decided to say nothing at all."The elephant is a very large animal," said the Rajah kindly. "Each man touched only one part. Perhaps if you put the parts together, you will see the truth. Now, let me finish my nap in peace." When their friend returned to the garden with the cool water, the six men rested quietly in the shade, thinking about the Rajah's advice"He is right," said the first blind man. "To learn the truth, we must put all the parts together. Let's discuss this on the journey home." The first blind man put his hand on the shoulder of the young boy who would guide them home. The second blind man put a hand on his friend's shoulder, and so on until all six men were ready to travel
together.
The question being asked cannot be explained in generalized or rudimentary terms.
How can you summarize the individuality of seven billion people to either just black or white "in general"?
Is there a formula to calculate trustworthiness of the entire population?
Or even for a single person?
How do you define 'trustworthiness'?
What is a 'Stranger'?
Almost everyone on the planet is a 'Stranger' to you, so call it the entire planet for the sake of a few.
We can dissect this to infinity.
The individual observer dictates the perception of the whole.
The optimist will see trust.
The pessimist will see distrust.
The balanced will weigh each individual accordingly.
Can a person truly be summed up as ONLY a 1 or a 0?
–Written by a very wise friend of mine.
eric clopper did a good talk on this. short version - jewish doctors successfully legitimized their inhuman practice with a veneer of sham science.
Love the question. What's your answer?
>Its that simple
Do not ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive.
And then go out and do that because what the world needs are people who have come alive. Whatever we do from that sense of aliveness will feed the world.
If you bitches got serious you'd all be all zeros
barbaric practice designed to sexually traumatize infant males and desensitize their dicks to be more usable as an instrument of rape and conquering than pleasure and love.
I'll call your Mom and there will be no dinner tonight
tor
Q's a freemason.. means he puts truth, reason and logic above dogma
It is what it is. I guess it would be how we mirror or reflect on our external world. As dynamic as every feeling or thought is perceiving all angles but not committing or assigning any feelings to "it" may be a key to better understanding. Its hard to say for sure. Observation of thought arising has always interesting behavior in humans
low IQ post
Holding onto your dogma.. and not the truth in your heart?
a state of polarity is a cognitive phase that promotes discernment and differentiation. unity follows polarity. every level of cognitive evolution involves first finding, exploring, and understanding polarity before integrating the learning into unity.
Sure anon.. I agree with that.
Hmmm….I am not so sure about that…we already exist in a shared universal consciousness. We do it with out any thought at all. It just happens when we collapse the field together. So it would apear we are already doing this in the "field" all day every day together. Separateness appears to be a learned universal agreement on today perceptions. Given new information that expands the universal agreements we all share could dramatically expand our current awareness of the universal consciousness.
…Fun conversation. Thank you.
even with a shared consciousness - kinda like an octopus exploring a box - individuation and polarity (tentacles) are necessary to explore and learn the limits and nature of the environment. a unitary shared conscious then requires an integration of the polarized perspectives.
How incredible would this story be if he was our Q? Shocking truth would blow the minds of the entire world. Instantly flipping this story in its head. I hope it is true for that very reason.