Old Greek called the English spin on soul Psyche, others call it mind a place of shimmer. Ever see a PET Scan display of the energy moving on the surface of the funny organ we call brain and the Eire may call the Isle of Bran? Just cede of what is to come! It is an odd journey into this embryonic entity.

This morning on CTV, the matter of Enron and the lady that spilled the beans (Jacko bean; ain't that the devil?) on corruption, was broadcast. What thing was outstanding was ignorance, denial and disbelief that a good thing could end by the practice of infinite parasite actions ... taking far more than one needs. In the concept of biosynthesis it is a dead end path ... pathological thinking about the end in denial. We don't want to see a change in our ways so there is a complete white out of our desires and awareness (ontology) except for a bit of deja(h) vue. Is it funny that the ancient word for the unknown God was "yah" the hand, its shadow like a third man theme? Could we use some symbioses of emotions and thought ... that would bug the desires?

Shady thinking, perhaps why in the clarity of alternate space of the mind ... a man of clay and earth was tossed out of the upper rheum ... emotion seems to hate thinking ... the ultimate battle of the dark (emotions) against the white (aboriginal intelligence) something one learns in the passing, fishing for clues (Piscine, or Pisces in Zoroastrian terms).

Imagine if no one thought! Is the world filled with too much emotion and not enough awareness about what a blind emotion can do to the network that we call the fabrication of life? Could we not put together a decent paired thought on this emotional process ... a deuce of sorts that would really bug that blind persona? Would that be like Eli of old a blind light of wisdom ... the eye of the mind that needs to feel its way around. Was Isaac blind? How about Noah? Now that's metaphorical mystery how blindness could connect all these characters at this stage in history ... a record that the Romans burnt with all the old libraries of the ancient world. You see it is imbeded in our nature to hate learning from the past ... burn the wisdom collected by an old mind .. what a Machiavellian percept of Rome haunted to this day by the spirit of 'an/na belle lecture on the nature of Facism ... turning the worng face of Janus to the winds.

It led to today's nonsense: