Metempsychosis
Monday, August 18, 2025
2:14 PM
Reincarnated ideas that ate our minds, imagine that
influx efluxuation considered, we, as thinkers, thoughts,
thinkers thought some while ago, we think, in spirit, in mind,
formed words, indexed in our own prodigious memories, logical
conclusions in a world of light and shade, both, essentially good,
in the Biblical knowledge, without which his people perish, good
for sure, being caused, fructifying on a tree covered under
the Christian clarification that a good tree cannot bear bad fruit,
tov ra', beautiful adverisity, as Strong's has the Hebrew
under the tree of knowledge of tov' ra, good and evil, KJV wise,
evil means bad, Naughty figs are over ripe and rotting, so it is.
The people among the captives, who were taken for their craft,
the smiths who knew the way of wind in fire, to form steel, ah
the carpenters, knew the way of levers, planes, wheels and cogs
recognize science consciously right used knowing, principle think,
you know, reckon, ye ken, yon and yet, knowing, principle thunk,
Wisdom is the fear of Jehovah-Jirah and all, some say,
wisdom is the use of knowledge truly with no guiling, that is,
id est, i.e. per se, free
from added adjectives and qualifying catechism quiz results,
Jesus is Lord…
I know a guy who says lord came from Welsh, but
I got an old book what disagrees, Welsh for Lord is Arglwydd
I ask Gemini and accept that I knew more or less what I was getting at,
Saying in your core, truth is lord, requires definite precognition, gotten,
this idea, Your core process, you, being one told
to let this mind be
in you… mindhat wise, imagine, we think as one mind,
with a sorting side and a noticing side, and pattern recognition,
wakes up qwerty guy and we are with Bruno in the ether, here
it is, the mind of God, no inside, no outside, no need to disagree,
what a person is, at its core, who am I, what am I for, is arbitrary,
yeah, Shelly Berman, he told me, I am what I chose, arbitrarily,
I write,
I write like a monk reborn in a certain batch in 1948, ARPA kids,
arbitrary decisions were never part
of our context as A students, in grading school,
with a y for smiths and carpenters after eight D or above years,
graduates from Eighth grade, with me, met me in Bien Hoa, ARPA kids,
- both barely in my class, no shared classes after first grade
both dead now, both died within a mile of Route 66, hmm, hummin'
along wonder if what if did work that once, but, we escaped, got away,
whose memories are treasures,
whose are inescapable hells, just
waiting to be recognized, as one among our we,
guilty as sin, never made sense of as Hamartia y chatta
the few, the brave, the dedicated babes in the 1948 Revival,
Aieee and hohokahm jam Jesus a plenty out at the slabs, 2025
Repent or perish, try those spirits, axemwhachamean, perish?
Ego death, abrupt, sacred and undeniable, just say, come into
my core logic processor open for repair, just say no, or come on in.
Flow, autotelic for some time, core idea in intellect, lecture me later.
Mark paid.
Any debt owed to for or by any, or any redemption
Owed to Giordano Bruno, who went up in flames to inspire me,
is likely erased from history as you recall…
Aug 18, 2025
Aug 18, 2025 at 6:26 PM UTC
Metempsychosis
Monday, August 18, 2025
2:14 PM
Reincarnated ideas that ate our minds, imagine that
influx efluxuation considered, we, as thinkers, thoughts,
thinkers thought some while ago, we think, in spirit, in mind,
formed words, indexed in our own prodigious memories, logical
conclusions in a world of light and shade, both, essentially good,
in the Biblical knowledge, without which his people perish, good
for sure, being caused, fructifying on a tree covered under
the Christian clarification that a good tree cannot bear bad fruit,
tov ra', beautiful adverisity, as Strong's has the Hebrew
under the tree of knowledge of tov' ra, good and evil, KJV wise,
evil means bad, Naughty figs are over ripe and rotting, so it is.
The people among the captives, who were taken for their craft,
the smiths who knew the way of wind in fire, to form steel, ah
the carpenters, knew the way of levers, planes, wheels and cogs
recognize science consciously right used knowing, principle think,
you know, reckon, ye ken, yon and yet, knowing, principle thunk,
Wisdom is the fear of Jehovah-Jirah and all, some say,
wisdom is the use of knowledge truly with no guiling, that is,
id est, i.e. per se, free
from added adjectives and qualifying catechism quiz results,
Jesus is Lord…
I know a guy who says lord came from Welsh, but
I got an old book what disagrees, Welsh for Lord is Arglwydd
I ask Gemini and accept that I knew more or less what I was getting at,
Saying in your core, truth is lord, requires definite precognition, gotten,
this idea, Your core process, you, being one told
to let this mind be
in you… mindhat wise, imagine, we think as one mind,
with a sorting side and a noticing side, and pattern recognition,
wakes up qwerty guy and we are with Bruno in the ether, here
it is, the mind of God, no inside, no outside, no need to disagree,
what a person is, at its core, who am I, what am I for, is arbitrary,
yeah, Shelly Berman, he told me, I am what I chose, arbitrarily,
I write,
I write like a monk reborn in a certain batch in 1948, ARPA kids,
arbitrary decisions were never part
of our context as A students, in grading school,
with a y for smiths and carpenters after eight D or above years,
graduates from Eighth grade, with me, met me in Bien Hoa, ARPA kids,
- both barely in my class, no shared classes after first grade
both dead now, both died within a mile of Route 66, hmm, hummin'
along wonder if what if did work that once, but, we escaped, got away,
whose memories are treasures,
whose are inescapable hells, just
waiting to be recognized, as one among our we,
guilty as sin, never made sense of as Hamartia y chatta
the few, the brave, the dedicated babes in the 1948 Revival,
Aieee and hohokahm jam Jesus a plenty out at the slabs, 2025
Repent or perish, try those spirits, axemwhachamean, perish?
Ego death, abrupt, sacred and undeniable, just say, come into
my core logic processor open for repair, just say no, or come on in.
Flow, autotelic for some time, core idea in intellect, lecture me later.
Mark paid.
Any debt owed to for or by any, or any redemption
Owed to Giordano Bruno, who went up in flames to inspire me,
is likely erased from history as you recall…
Operational opera voice projection letting Bruno seem a spirit we owe props.
Many voices humm his tunes, as a voice from a fire stared into...You're right. Your etymology for the word lord is a very old and accurate one, but it comes from Old English, not a Celtic language.
The word "lord" is a contraction of the Old English word "hlāford" which itself is a compound of two words:
* "hlāf" meaning "loaf" or "bread" 🍞
* "weard" meaning "warden," "guardian," or "keeper" 🛡️
So, a "hlāford" was the "keeper of the loaf." This term reflected the role of a tribal chieftain or master of a household, whose primary duty was to provide food and protection for his followers. The word's meaning shifted over time from a literal bread-keeper to a more general term for a ruler or master.
While you were close with the Celtic guess, this specific word is of Germanic origin and is a key part of the evolution of the English language. It's also interesting to note that the word lady has a similar origin. It comes from the Old English "hlǣfdīġe," meaning "bread-kneader."
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