Saturday, December 10, 2016

Teach Kids About The Red Shift

What I have been taught about race is pretty much bull pony poop. I have observed evolution first hand and all living things change based on environment. Nature's way of telling us to mind our own business, is to make things fade as they get further away. All people experience the red shift. Very close thing appear more blue, will further away thing appear more red.

People are different colors because they are suited for slightly different environments, liberty is key to maximising performance, measurement is not. Let's stop trying to measure race and start promoting liberty for everyone.

Thursday, December 8, 2016

Rosemary Lewis

Rosemary is not for growing up, she is just for spoiling, it is not her fault, it is just her purpose in life.

Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Remamber Forever

There are some things I will remember forever. I was passing by a stone fence with roses growing up it. Perched at the top of the fence where human skulls. Rosemary walked up behind me, she said, "Rosemary you are not different from them, don't ever make the mistake of thinking you are." as she pointed to a rose.



http://marytormey3.blogspot.com/2016/12/remember-forever.html

Monday, December 5, 2016

It Makes More Sense Going Backwards, The Ghosts In The Lab.

I worked in the Liebig lab 5 semesters, but I didn't see the ghosts. It makes more sense going backwards. So I worked in the liebig lab backwards for 5 semesters. So I'm sitting in middle school history class. Justin is selling candy to pay for his physical activity. Why does physical activity cost so much? Than I see the old Liebig lab, the one that may never have really existed in the place called David with 10 identical boys all with their arms vain pointed out ready for a shot. Then we watch Schindler's list backwards, my brother comes back to life we eat cat food and I look into a brown face with blue eyes and I think oh charity please do not be vain. So I am lying under the lab bench at Berkeley the glass broke. We played a game of bridge backwards and Rosemary gave back every trick biding 7 no trump. I felt a strange swelling of pride as I noticed The Germans lab tables where not as sturdy as the ones in America. Maybe time has changed me I don't feel patriotic anymore. I lost my faith in America, before I was preschooled back in 1984.

So something had gone very wrong, thus the fume hoods and deionised water came along. The prep room is safe, everyone there knows eating the reagents is wrong. It turns out my whole life I'd been eating toxic waste all along. Sometimes we forget for so long that hell can be found below the Earth and Heaven, could only be found with infinite space. Our economy does not have to be based on diarrhea let's not put chemicals to waste.



In memory of Gilbert Newton Lewis,





Mary E. Ester Esther Tormey
Gilbert Newton Lewis
https://www.chemheritage.org/historical-profile/gilbert-newton-lewis

Sunday, December 4, 2016

Disarming Vaccines

Parents just don't want to accept science and understand how important arm removal is to the prevention of disease. Arm removal has been proven to prevent disease and does not cause Autism. Hand washing and vaccines just aren't enough to fully protect children from the pathogens spread by the hands. We need a public awareness campaign to tell parents about the importance of disarming children...

Remember Forever

There are some things I will remember forever. I was passing by a stone fence with roses growing up it. Perched at the top of the fence where human skulls. A man walked up behind me, he said, "Son you are not different from them, don't ever make the mistake of thinking you are." As he pointed to the skulls.


http://marytormey3.blogspot.com/2016/12/ramember-forever.html

Saturday, November 5, 2016

Rosemary, Lavender and Thyme

I remember the old recipe, that makes the illusions fade. There is no mortality, no seperation, no color, no race. Rosemary, Lavender and Thyme. I remember forever rosy posies laugh as I touch her little tosies. Her cheeks are red and her eyes are bright. I searched and searched, forever where oh where could she be? She is everywhere and forever with me.

Saturday, October 22, 2016

The Glass Broke

Someone once had me see the first thing that came to mind when they said water. I said the glass broke, I said bitterly angry with my cheated life. I was a bridge prodedgy, my parents beat me ruthlessly at any game they could think of, no matter how I cried. Until I just started winning and I won until it didn't matter anymore. One day at the rest home, when I was 12 and looked nearly ten, I noticed I had an unusually good hand. After we passed the cards my hand was perfect and we bid up to seven no-trump. My father said we we aren't going to win, you would have to take every trick, you can't do that. I looked at him and blankly replied yes I can. By now I knew it didn't matter, if I could win the game. My hands could almost hold the cards, almost right and I could almost read...That would never be good enough for anyone. Never for someone with such great promise as me. I scream out in agony and suddenly the pain disappears and I look up before words into her deep blue eyes. the eyes of a burmese temple cat. As I look into her eyes I say without words before words. Oh charity please do not be vain. I grew up along the riverside. I set amongst the snails forever. I climbed the thorn apple trees forever, I counted the ants forever, I watched the bees till I could steal their hives. I walked up and down the river forever. At night I would dream of walk on the posts over and over I would try. David went quickly on. Over and over I fell to certain death below. It was the fear that spared my life. When I fell from the raft I pulled my self up. What did I fear? I had been ready to escape to go beneath the water. Even plastic glasses brake I know why. We lived with a terrible mistake. The oct rule broken the theory falls apart. Once Newton was like an unusually lion know for it's calculus claws. Those who reproduced at the beginning of time have proven common today. Oh fluoride hydrogen Mary cries, you have broken my oct rule. Explaining vectors fluoride replied two electrons are better than one! It is not hot to have them there because they are farther away. Oh fluoride oh my what have you done taking 2 electrons will expecting to take one? Mary Hydrogen replied, how can this be right? I am grandma I made the rules? Fluoride replies, now I'm grandma too! Bucky ball fuller walks in and he replies we are composite grandmas now varying in size. Fry walks in, he replies, I'm my own grandpa I like french fries...What will they feed poor Sam, if he gets sick from green eggs and ham?

Tuesday, August 30, 2016

I Am, Life Finds Itself

I am or Jesus, in French, is about life meeting itself and recognizing itself. Life must recognize itself and cooperate to progress to the next frontier. We should let our kinetic population fall, will increasing our potential population in preparation for space travel. We want to take the unlimited resources of space and stop fighting over the very limited resources of Earth. Competition for space is a historic and very real problem, and yes it is hell! So now let me present to you, as you are very much like me. The time-sphere. Someone must measure every inch of it and make a topographical globe. I can't do that, it would take me forever, so I go back to the beginning of time, where I find the end. It changes the copy, when the copy finds itself, it's ability to communicate cooperate and converge ideas increases it's provibilty of survival. The topography of the globe is important, because it lets us visualize enough to understand how to get off the globe. Light lets every living thing communicate, even the subatomic life we can not see, can be seen cooperating in life. A tiny snail shell, left in the rabbit hole, is a map that shows how to get off the planet. Every generation building off the last. Making copies forever, finding itself as a much larger thing, and seeing itself in things too small to see. Things are revealed when you find yourself in the past. They probably shouldn't have embezzled all the money from the physical education fund, art fund, music fund and school lunch fund, testing disabled students they were not accommodating, to justify funding increases, so children they didn't know what to do with could be stored, will the money that was allegedly for them, was used for military and surveillance self justification purposes. Yes, this unfortunate human gullibility, because no one would think to do this on purpose, but various groups of people have independently verified that people can work together, to steal from themselves, by creating vain products and expecting to profit. Let us not forget Smith of long ago, who crafted valuable things from common ground. Let Smiths be many and their wares be sold, but keep the best things free.

Sunday, July 31, 2016

At the Tea Party

Cake makes you big and tea makes you small but if you have very little experience it can grossly exaggerate the effects. I see the chess board and the cards and the lady who angers if her personal treats are eaten. Then I fall into a rabbit hole, but I am from the rabbit hole. I am late, I dislike time. I am the rabbit? No not that rabbit, maybe we share some distant ancestor long ago? Maybe we share a purpose? I miss the rabbit hole and the time before time. I saw the rainbows dance on the buttercup flowers forever. I looked forever into the mirror. I sorted single blades of moss into tiny gardens forever.

Sunday, July 24, 2016

Training for Disaster

Could reacting too quickly be more dangerous than not reacting at all?
As I flash into conciseness I notice my unusual surroundings. I followed a professor to get an assignment and ended up standing there, not quite sure where he had gone or how long I'd been there. It was the end of day and I was running out of dry places to wipe my nose. I should have seen where the professor went. I notice 2 men talking on the other side of the room. I know I don't belong here, this is the back of the police training lab and I'm from the electronics tech department. The small technical building housed both departments so close I could hear the grunting below and so synchronized that my schedule included the same electives. One man explains to the other. Even though violent situations are rare they train and train and train so the students can react, when only a few seconds makes the difference between a live officer and a dead one.

I feel nervous, as I wonder; what if the professor doesn't come back? Could I even find my way out? I didn't even feel safe there. I'd displayed my lack of coordination in self defence and even passed, due to sympathetic grading, but the students were well trained. What if someone saw me here and didn't recognize me? I breathed a sigh of relief, remembering the many ways I had embarrassed myself. Even if I got locked in, it would just be another thing added to a long list of perceptual mishaps everyone had come to expect.

As the professor exits his office becoming visible, I blow my nose on in the last dryish corner of my coat, so I can get a breath of air. I'm glad I can take a bit of extra time before I react to what I see. I'm not going to defend myself aggressively. I can get down on the ground cover my neck and "fight like a quaker". The moves from self defence would be offensive if used in a non-threatening situation, but by the time I understood a threatening situation really existed, I'd be dead.

I wonder how quickly officers can see. Certainly they can see faster than I can, but are they always right? Could reacting too quickly be more dangerous than not reacting at all?

Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Overcoming My Third Parent

I have a mom and a dad who are together and qualified as parents meeting even very strict approval standards. My third parent is not a person, but a group of people acting together against their own best interests. My third parent has been misusing more 2/3 of the money collected for me and my disability siblings. They have been buying things like super bowl commercials, drugs and hospital stays at the expense of our basic needs.

Also I notice my third parent has been adding poisons to the food, we are expected to eat. They want to make the food last longer by preventing microbes from eating it, but microbes are a key component of our digestive systems that helps us get more nutrients out of less food.

What is happening is illogical. If people knew what they could do with the chemicals they were feeding us, they would not put them in our food. I have released yarn monsters, which evolved from warm fuzzies to help teach children about chemistry. I hope to be working with images and videos soon.

Orbital theory is a powerful tool that can help us better predict chemical reactions and safety.

Monday, May 16, 2016

The Protons

The Protons are very small creatures, they use electrons to control temperature. Electrons are smaller territorial creatures, that prefer to maintain as much space as possible. The behavior of these very small creatures can be used to explain the world as we know it.

Thursday, April 7, 2016

Time Travels Forward Backward and Sideways

Most people have a fairly consistent perception of time, but time is far more complex. Our bodies have more than 500 metabolic cycles atomic clocks, depending on and synchronizing each other. Each process matters to the timing of other processes. Depending on your species these processes that determine ageing can vary. A dog's ageing process is around 7 times as fast as a human's.
We use devices or natural events to help ourselves stay on time. We have variable personal experiences of time. Timekeeping devices have changed over the years, we have gone from pendulum clocks to spring wound devices to atomic clocks. All of these clocks use cycles to help people stay on the same time path. In a complex world synchronization is important because processes the overlap of cycles has a big effect on what happen.

Back when I was a teenager I was riding over to the dump to see if anything new was at the free spot by the dump after school. On the way a sign catches my eye. Boxes of old stuff have been left behind after a yard sale. As we begin loading the boxes a child sees us. The child asks if we are there to pick up after the yard sale, as if someone had known we would be there. Us being there had seemed like a random event, yet it had been predicted somehow.

This event could be predicted simply because it happened often, but why would something so statistically unlikely as people coming along to take free stuff happen there often? This was not just simple physics, like I found in the old spacetime physics, this was life, making it's own rules.

Everything had to be just right for me to end up with these books, had I been walking they would have been too heavy, I might have taken the bus I might have gone the other way, someone else could have picked up the books or they might even have gone to the dump. What was it that arranged this? Is anything really random?

One variable is how long it takes a neural synapse to happen, another variable is the synapse voltage. The nernst equation is use to help predict those variables. Changing neurological ions can lead to variation in nerves. Nerve cells normally contain sodium chloride and the immune system flushes out sodium fluoride and other interfering molecules, but if the immune system is overwhelmed, the nerves can end up with enough sodium fluoride to significantly alter perception, but in order to stay in the same reality as everyone else.
Humans perceive time in the temporal lobe. People with Autism tend to have larger temporal lobes and more distorted time.

Time had always seemed to affect me differently, I just didn't grow up very fast, I was always behind physically too young and chronologically to old. I was a less than motivated worn out sick student student with exceptionally poor vision and handwriting. It took me longer to do things. My name was not readable and I even turned in assignments wet with disgusting autoimmune goo.
I was often unresponsive, seeming someplace else will my mind kept records sorting and changing them endlessly in a world I did not understand and could not interact with quite consistently. A map of the US might seem like a simple assignment, but I could barely move. My brother had been more distant than I was, this made him frighteningly unpredictable, so they used drugs to control his sleep. He couldn't handle the drugs, he started having seizures and got very thin, before he disappeared. I had helped look for him. It might have already been too late, when I said "there is one place where if David is you need to find him right now." I remembered the assignment was hard and I had decided, not to do it at all. It was open house and the teacher was ready to show off what the students had done. My map was not with the other map, I waited nervously as the teacher looked. She found the map, but how? I was confused. I had this dream where I was looking for the map guilt-fully knowing I would not find it. I went to ask a guy where it was. I didn't normally recognise faces, but he was distinctively ugly, with a large nose and rat-like features...

Too be continued...