Kabalarian philisophy

Came across the kabalarian philisophy. At first reading I thought this is very strange. Until I entered my name. This is what it came up with...
While the name Rebekah creates the urge to create harmony with people, we call attention to the fact that it causes a restless intensity that defies relaxation. This name, when combined with the last name, can frustrate happiness, contentment, and success, as well as cause health weaknesses in the fluid systems, and solar plexus.
Your name of Rebekah creates a desire for association with people and new experiences, many of which have been rather bitter. This name has given you a gregarious personality and a quick-thinking, creative, and versatile nature, but one that is very emotional. You desire change and travel and would enjoy opportunities that allowed you to be creative and to act independently, rather than to conform to system and routine. However, this name does not allow you to complete your undertakings, as farther fields always look greener.
I was taken aback when I read this. Normally in these cute little games we play to predict a person's personality I will just laugh and have a good time with. This actually shocked me. So much so I started putting other people's names in to see if they might actually be similar to the person. I was not to be dissappointed. I have boldened points which especially struck me. We shouldn't throw ideas like this out just because they seems unusual to us. Medicine came to mankind slowly as ideas that turned out to be scientifically viable. And even those practices that haven't been proven are often given more than adequate results. Unfortunately this can become religion to some. Anyways, it definitely is a curio. I would be interested in where the mathematical formula is found in these names. How was it formed? I have found explanations of how the mathematics can be used but nowhere on how the mathematics is performed.

Guess who?

Behold now the hope or desire of going back to one's own country or returning to primal chaos, like that of the moth to the light, of the man who with perpetual longing alway looks forward with joy to each new spring and each new summer....deeming that the things he longs for are too slow in coming; and who does not percieve that he is longing for his own destruction. But this longing is in its quintessence the spirit of the elements, which, finding itself imprisoned within the life of the human body, desires continually to return to its source. And I have you know that this longing is in its quintessence inherent in nature.....

Hey ya'll chunks and nuggets. I have some good news. Beka lives in a tv sitcom. Now I know some of yall would think this is quite ridiculous. Especially those of you with morals. But then you all arent reading this. So it goes along the lines of one of those gigs where there are individuals GIS. All day they seem to be doing the same thing over and over which drives me to believe that we are not really here....that our bodies tell us we are here but in reality there is no reality. It is all a hoax driven by those lights in the sky. Losing my sanity in the sky. Every morning I rise up in box until the light flashes...12...12...12 in monotony fit for a queen. A leprachaun delivers what used to be important to what now is the pit of destruction. All rise to the power of the machine. By using the manufactured we destoy the manufacturer. Down with the global fibers. So you get the idea.

Christmas with the Wisdom's 

Ahhh survival of the fittest. A family of punsters joining with a family of worse punsters and then adding a few hundred green and red papers to the mess. Mess yes, that is what we all live in most of the time. But then time is a strange thing to think about. Is time like space in that it has no beginning or end. Or did it begin at creation and will end? So if we learn to travel in time will the next step be to travel out of time. And so time goes on while I continue to rant about the time that passes. But if you were to try to explain time to an alien that had no sense of time how would you do it? Funny how we can say a person has no sense of time. Maybe that is how we would show an alien. The light stays on. It is yellow and does not flicker. Star Trek lives on. But not in this reality. Only in our visual and auditory senses. Our other senses tell us it does not. Thank goodness. So now Leonardo calls us back to our senses.

http://www.xs4all.nl/~mke/exitmundi.htm

One Christmas Eve

He was a loving father
Gentle master of his home
But all alone against their love for God
No Savior of his own
Unmoved and softly cynical of those he thought naive
God come to earth? A virgin birth?
No, how could anybody believe?
His Christmas evening solitaire
Beside the fire's glow
Out of the window tiny sparrows
In the spell of chilling snow
And moved with deep compassion
With a redeeming plan he rose
And tried in vain to gather them
To a shelter from the killing winter cold
Oh, but simple creature seldom comprehend the ways of man
Sometimes love expressed is never met with doubt and fear
He thought if I could only fly among you
I know I could make you understand
Just for a moment walk beside you, I know it would all be clear
And even before the thought had left his mind
Christmas bells from far away
Reminded him of simple truth he'd denied until that very day
How Jesus was born the Savior
Walked this earth with mortal man
Another soul brought safely home
And Christmas would never be the same again.
-Wayne Watson

Every knee shall bow
Every nation sing
The Child of Bethlehem is the King of Kings

"What is already here?What does nature allow us to do?What does nature help us to do?" - Wendell Berry

Coming soon!!

As today the chain saw is working, the shitake production begins. But the hoses are frozen so once again I am waiting. Soon though pictures will be coming in on the inoculation process of my first shitake logs. I bet you can't wait!!!!!

"Is this really necessary?" 

You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch.
You really are a heel.
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
You're as charming as an eel.
Mr. Grinch.

You're a bad banana
With a greasy black peel.

You're a monster, Mr. Grinch.
Your heart's an empty hole.
Your brain is full of spiders,
You've got garlic in your soul.
Mr. Grinch.

I wouldn't touch you, with a
thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole
 

What a guy!!!! 

Last week, Ollie said good-bye to life on this earth. May she spread her wings in the new earth and never have to say "uh-oh" again. She is missed by all who knew her (or at least those she didnt bite). 

LAST DAY OF CLASSES.....HOOZAH!!!!

OK....like...im wired man..like wired. I have no idea like why. I guess like it may be cause like it was like my last day of classes...like. And I finished all my like papers and projects ...OK like maybe they were 4 hours late but like I got them done anyways. Ok enough with the like. I can only like stand that for so long. OK OK ill stop..man.....like take it easy.
So anyways after my last project was turned in I said ...man...i need a phone. So to my trusty steed I went and rode into town. OK my Honda. And there I bought a cell phone. Well so ya'll know how some people like to have a cell phone around in case their car breaks down. Well my car just thinks this is the reason for cell phones. Less than a mile from the store....o crap....my comma key stopped working...ok from here on after this is a comma : / .....so anyways....i am driving away from the birthplace of my cell phone and all the sudden....there are blue/red/orange/purple/fuschia/burgandy/violet/banana/olive/kermit green sparks all in my rear view mirror and the brush on the side of the road catches on fire. I grab my gear to put out the fire...but I have no gear. Wait this isnt right...ok let me backtrack.....im was driving away from the birthplace of my cell phone and all of the sudden my car is scraping the road. No/ i didnt miracuously gain 200 pounds. My muffler fell off. So luckily I wasnt in the middle of nowhere and was able to walk to a store to get some wire. After rigging the piece of rubbish back on my car I drove my new hot rod around town. Man I love that sound!!!!
Oh yeah and so this begins my life in the 21st century and watch out ALL/ for I now am capable of contacting you at anytime. :)

SWEET ENDING

La Ti Da....JoeOliviaBeka is now insane. We are the lone souls that still remain in the comfy computer lab at 11 at night working our hearts out on making the perfect maps. OK well maybe we arent working our hearts out....but working none the less. Joe has gone mad...and I have gone loony. But we are almost there. Oh man..wheel of fortune on the census table. Map it! Computer adds data, takes out data..Joe throws chair.
On my 15th hour of work today. Lets see..that makes 14 for Monday, 14 for Tuesday, and 15 for Wenesday.....so that means....wait isnt this illegal of something. Thats 43 hours in 3 days. Hmm.
Well soon I crash on the floor. Me wont go home tonight. Me have to be here too early anyways. Me gonna need coffee tomorrow. Me gonna be here maybe 14 hour tomorrow. Is it really almost Thursday?? Hurray!!!