I've spoken earlier on what might best be described as martial dance. OK,
Well, if the space where you reside is a sufficiently mirrored space, then
there are two separate entities residing within that space: M.I.N.D. and
body. M.I.N.D. and body don't necessarily have to occupy the same space
within that mirrored space, so it is possible to have a body with the
M.I.N.D. completely absent. Well, anyways, the reason for going through all
that was because I wanted to test the hypothesis of there being no science
left in the world. Technology is not science and everywhere I look what is
being called science is technology instead. Where did science go? Who took
it away from us? Well, as near as I can determine, Islamic women have the
power to make science disappear leaving us with only technology instead. In
the physical realm, The Triune God is Philosophy, Religion, and Science in
that order and power is The Kingdom of God. (Mormons are endearing to me at
many levels but that is not the kingdom of god that I'm refering to.) and
there is no science and religion dichotomy. So now, Islamic women, could we
please have our science back? I'm trying to be nice about it.

As much as I may know about the sixth sense, there is a balance that I don't
have a strong connection with and that would be the type of balance that
figure scaters typically have. I.C.K.Y.(spinningtops)
I.C.K.Y.(spinningtops). At first glance and at the very least that appears
to be very painful but... I think I can warm up to the idea that spinning
tops function as a means to soften and calibrate my own sense of balance...
I kind of have to wonder what would happen though if a spinning top and an
8x8 grid made intimate contact with each other... It must be true that chess
players can literally see into the minds of their opponents. The only
unknown is who is going to quit first.

Concerning life in the trenches: You should never, ever, for an reason tell
an Aryan nations type that actions speak louder than words. Actions do not
ever speak louder than words is axiom I'm deeply impregnated with. OK?