how thick the glass
fiction
edward w pritchard
Query- How thick would the glass have to be in the Cloud to in addition to keeping hackers and bad guys seeking profit out but also to keep information stored inside from forming consciousness, becoming self, and seeking to replicate, expand and control; without morality or compassion.
Best Answer- originally in the tower of babel before it fell, near the very top, at the final stairway up, access was strictly limited and in point of fact was never breached. Destruction of the paradigm eventually occurred through unforeseen and abnormal interventions.
Related and of interest- legend among the Laplander people of parts of ancient Russia tell the original tradition of following the herds occurred in an attempt to keep the children and the society safe from all outside influences of ideas and interventions which were dangerous to the continuation of the community.
fanciful- as a child we lived high up, in the sky behind thick quartz glass windows, in floating castles, in luxury and safety, that parents looked out constantly at the approaching clouds for new ideas and revelations that would change and tarnish traditions. Sadly, we grew out of the security of the castle and became confused and unsure of what we knew and believed.
Tuesday, November 28, 2017
Saturday, November 25, 2017
Simeon stylites
Simeon stylites
fiction
edward w pritchard
I wrote a poem, I whistled a prayer, gave away possessions, chanted endless recantations
suffered calumny sloughing off detraction, loving and cherishing accusers, proclaiming loss of name and reputation, foregoing justice and restitution humbly
practiced good deeds, walking the elderly, bowing to children, tending to babies
accepted probability, endured inevitability, rehearsed mortality
three times walking around the earth alone, sins absolved, lies of convenience receipted
Standing stooped on a pillar, bowing endlessly from the waist, exiled from human community
in dreams, standing on a pillar in Syria, waiting
fiction
edward w pritchard
I wrote a poem, I whistled a prayer, gave away possessions, chanted endless recantations
suffered calumny sloughing off detraction, loving and cherishing accusers, proclaiming loss of name and reputation, foregoing justice and restitution humbly
practiced good deeds, walking the elderly, bowing to children, tending to babies
accepted probability, endured inevitability, rehearsed mortality
three times walking around the earth alone, sins absolved, lies of convenience receipted
Standing stooped on a pillar, bowing endlessly from the waist, exiled from human community
in dreams, standing on a pillar in Syria, waiting
Wake softly Syria
Wake softly Syria
fiction
edward w pritchard
Wake softly Syria,
the sun has risen bringing morning breezes to soothe your sorrows.
Look to the horizon Damascus ancient Mother city.
Streaks of gold light entice you, awake; stir again Mother Damascus arouse your children
to productive activity.
Up and about to the souk hearty Aleppo.
Send men to trade and build.
Daylight is upon us Halab, greet foreign traders in the marketplaces.
Whisper in Aramaic humble Ma'aloula, tell the nations what comes next.
Joy and create sleepy Ras Shamrah, out to Ugarit to remind the world who taught them to write.
Awake sleeping Syria, ancient land. Your friends far away bid you reclaim your destiny.
Wake softly Syria.
fiction
edward w pritchard
Wake softly Syria,
the sun has risen bringing morning breezes to soothe your sorrows.
Look to the horizon Damascus ancient Mother city.
Streaks of gold light entice you, awake; stir again Mother Damascus arouse your children
to productive activity.
Up and about to the souk hearty Aleppo.
Send men to trade and build.
Daylight is upon us Halab, greet foreign traders in the marketplaces.
Whisper in Aramaic humble Ma'aloula, tell the nations what comes next.
Joy and create sleepy Ras Shamrah, out to Ugarit to remind the world who taught them to write.
Awake sleeping Syria, ancient land. Your friends far away bid you reclaim your destiny.
Wake softly Syria.
Sunday, November 19, 2017
beyond man and woman
beyond man and woman
fiction
edward w pritchard
Beyond man and woman
beyond near and far
beyond for richer for poorer
beyond here or there
a comet streaking across space
with a long distant tail
visible over millions of miles
both coming and going
familiar but not near
two familiar parts of a vanished whole
his hand on her forehead
an instant checking for pulse
amigo
return again
maybe
in hundreds and two years
fiction
edward w pritchard
Beyond man and woman
beyond near and far
beyond for richer for poorer
beyond here or there
a comet streaking across space
with a long distant tail
visible over millions of miles
both coming and going
familiar but not near
two familiar parts of a vanished whole
his hand on her forehead
an instant checking for pulse
amigo
return again
maybe
in hundreds and two years
Tuesday, November 7, 2017
Brightness, ambient lightening and crazy Indian chief
Brightness, ambient lightening and crazy Indian chief
fiction
edward w pritchard
How many billions of times was unique bright Moon in exact position on west horizon over quiet Lake causing rippling commotion among jumping fish and fowl in streaks of brilliant reflection in water full of bursting electricity from yesterdays storm produced luminous lightening strikes one hour previous to darkness? How many times would sequence happen before like fish and fowl silent dignified Moon endure dutiful ritual before awareness occurred to quiet Moon that it was influencing
cause and effect near moody lake spreading in ripples across partner planet?
How many times would crazy Indian chief turn back on flickering fire, wrap arms around knees drawn to chest watching and hearing splashing fish and fowl disturbing neutral Lake eyeball brilliant Moon, decamp anosognosia, slither to tee pee and toss and turn in disturbing flickering dreams until warm sun banished commotion?
fiction
edward w pritchard
How many billions of times was unique bright Moon in exact position on west horizon over quiet Lake causing rippling commotion among jumping fish and fowl in streaks of brilliant reflection in water full of bursting electricity from yesterdays storm produced luminous lightening strikes one hour previous to darkness? How many times would sequence happen before like fish and fowl silent dignified Moon endure dutiful ritual before awareness occurred to quiet Moon that it was influencing
cause and effect near moody lake spreading in ripples across partner planet?
How many times would crazy Indian chief turn back on flickering fire, wrap arms around knees drawn to chest watching and hearing splashing fish and fowl disturbing neutral Lake eyeball brilliant Moon, decamp anosognosia, slither to tee pee and toss and turn in disturbing flickering dreams until warm sun banished commotion?
Monday, October 23, 2017
wisdom to the future
wisdom to the future
fiction
edward w pritchard
Sleep softly good pilgrim
strain to remember where everyone is gone.
True, bears or baboons no longer attack the camp on mass
but one early am you awaken utterly alone,
not a sound,
all are vanished into insignificant befores.
Where is the campfire that warmed the clan
where is the nourishment that settled the group.
Once, once one two- three flaming meteors flash lighted the predawn sky
and generations followed you to find the sound and fragments.
Now the bears are extinct and the children are grown.
You preparing to vanish into inchoate skies.
fiction
edward w pritchard
Sleep softly good pilgrim
strain to remember where everyone is gone.
True, bears or baboons no longer attack the camp on mass
but one early am you awaken utterly alone,
not a sound,
all are vanished into insignificant befores.
Where is the campfire that warmed the clan
where is the nourishment that settled the group.
Once, once one two- three flaming meteors flash lighted the predawn sky
and generations followed you to find the sound and fragments.
Now the bears are extinct and the children are grown.
You preparing to vanish into inchoate skies.
Saturday, October 21, 2017
le chanson de la guerre
le chanson de la guerre
fiction
edward w pritchard
As they are clever and have a saying for everything, that is every conceivable situation I am sure that the Frenchmen Rochefoucauld or Voltaire must have coined the terms le chanson de la guerre hundreds of years ago to designate a time when the sitting government and the armaments industries
collude to manufacture a war with imaginary evil enemies oceans away. Le Chanson de la guerre implying with a wink a fake tune patriotically sung to rally hatred toward another culture.
Such seems to be the case now with our leaders as they bad mouth the North Koreans and Iranians
in the song of the times "tweets" designed in the end to promote growth in the armament industries and hence the stock markets and general prosperity.
Those of you who still do- 'please pray for wisdom for our Country's leaders:
Here's what I wrote before on the subject-EWP
Chief Big Foot we apologize sincerely for what we did to you. May your spirit guide our leaders meeting in Turkey today, 08/12/2012, as they discuss the situation in Syria. Before we unleash horrific bombs against Iran's under ground nuclear facilities causing unforeseen environmental damages or get drawn into a spreading Middle Eastern war far from home because of the randomness of causality that leads to unforseen major wars; please Big Foot send wisdom to our diplomats and silence the voices of aggression still very prevalent in our society.
fiction
edward w pritchard
As they are clever and have a saying for everything, that is every conceivable situation I am sure that the Frenchmen Rochefoucauld or Voltaire must have coined the terms le chanson de la guerre hundreds of years ago to designate a time when the sitting government and the armaments industries
collude to manufacture a war with imaginary evil enemies oceans away. Le Chanson de la guerre implying with a wink a fake tune patriotically sung to rally hatred toward another culture.
Such seems to be the case now with our leaders as they bad mouth the North Koreans and Iranians
in the song of the times "tweets" designed in the end to promote growth in the armament industries and hence the stock markets and general prosperity.
Those of you who still do- 'please pray for wisdom for our Country's leaders:
Here's what I wrote before on the subject-EWP
Syrian War August 2012, The death of chief Big Foot; Symbolic victim of America's rise to world power/ draft 2
fiction
edward w pritchard
As reported elsewhere of this blog American soldiers of the seventh cavalry carried Chief Big Foot from his sickbed onto the field and shot him when he was suffering with pneumonia at the Battle of Wounded Knee in 1890.
Pneumonia is debilitating. Burning deep in the chest and lungs the victim is helplessly weak. Unable to much move. The will collapses in an attempt to buy the system time for miraculous recovery. Meanwhile the body retreats into itself racked with pain and fearing death. A slow demise destroys.
First to the hunt as a boy, honored in battle as a brave and revered as a Chief far and wide Chief Big Foot overcame his environment seeing himself as capable of miraculous accomplishments. Known as an excellent diplomat and negotiator Big foot realistically faced the Native Americans pre-ordained lost causes against the advancing American civilization and urged a defensive strategy based on the sorry facts.
By shooting Chief Big Foot, soldiers merely ended his life a few days or weeks early. A day earlier, unable to walk Big Foot as the White's called him, or Spotted Elk, his Indian name, was dragged by dogs on an Indian travois to the soldiers hospital to surrender. Sadly days later he lay dead, on the battle field, grotesquely frozen. Someone took his picture and history preserved his last picture; un-regal in death.
Mourn Chief Big Foot, a victim of America's Manifest Destiny; it was no way for a warrior to die.
fiction
edward w pritchard
As reported elsewhere of this blog American soldiers of the seventh cavalry carried Chief Big Foot from his sickbed onto the field and shot him when he was suffering with pneumonia at the Battle of Wounded Knee in 1890.
Pneumonia is debilitating. Burning deep in the chest and lungs the victim is helplessly weak. Unable to much move. The will collapses in an attempt to buy the system time for miraculous recovery. Meanwhile the body retreats into itself racked with pain and fearing death. A slow demise destroys.
First to the hunt as a boy, honored in battle as a brave and revered as a Chief far and wide Chief Big Foot overcame his environment seeing himself as capable of miraculous accomplishments. Known as an excellent diplomat and negotiator Big foot realistically faced the Native Americans pre-ordained lost causes against the advancing American civilization and urged a defensive strategy based on the sorry facts.
By shooting Chief Big Foot, soldiers merely ended his life a few days or weeks early. A day earlier, unable to walk Big Foot as the White's called him, or Spotted Elk, his Indian name, was dragged by dogs on an Indian travois to the soldiers hospital to surrender. Sadly days later he lay dead, on the battle field, grotesquely frozen. Someone took his picture and history preserved his last picture; un-regal in death.
Mourn Chief Big Foot, a victim of America's Manifest Destiny; it was no way for a warrior to die.
Sunday, October 1, 2017
subversive sentiments
subversive sentiments
fiction
edward w pritchard
Because of my subversive sentiments I achieved the dubious honor of living in one of the twenty seven randomly selected homes in America each year invaded for clean shot occurrence procedure 4b described below.
" Homeland Security
clear shot occurrence 4b
from time to time randomly any domicile may be entered with due cause by assault officers for clean shot occurrence. Such entering will not be considered unlawful quartering of troops and will not last for elapsed time of over twenty minutes. Any property damage occurring during temporary invasion will be reimbursed by the State government of the appropriate district.
The three very polite swat officers who knocked did not break anything nor did they daddle in there work. The children were scared but the event was really over very quickly. The weapons involved in the clean shot occurrence procedure were quite intimidating.
fiction
edward w pritchard
Because of my subversive sentiments I achieved the dubious honor of living in one of the twenty seven randomly selected homes in America each year invaded for clean shot occurrence procedure 4b described below.
" Homeland Security
clear shot occurrence 4b
from time to time randomly any domicile may be entered with due cause by assault officers for clean shot occurrence. Such entering will not be considered unlawful quartering of troops and will not last for elapsed time of over twenty minutes. Any property damage occurring during temporary invasion will be reimbursed by the State government of the appropriate district.
The three very polite swat officers who knocked did not break anything nor did they daddle in there work. The children were scared but the event was really over very quickly. The weapons involved in the clean shot occurrence procedure were quite intimidating.
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