Month: October 2016

Do not leave me

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Do not leave me for  the desolate  grave.
Do not leave me  here when you are gone
Do not leave me   to whom love  you gave
Do not leave me

My   tender arms, I stroke  and gently bathe
To soothe my mind , when  near me there is none.
Do not leave me for  the desolate  grave
Do not leave me

For   our humorous love ,I ever crave
A founding ground we have built upon
Do not leave me   to whom love  you gave
Do not leave me

A sorrow deep convulses like a wave
Washes me of  hope, of memories  done
Yet do not leave me for  the desolate  grave.
Do not leave me

I love not the charisma  of men suave
I love your voice and all our passion spun
Never leave me   to whom love  you gave
Never leave me.

In my heart, your name shall be engraved
In my mind,  you circle like the sun
Do not leave me for   your desolate  grave
Do not leave me  for death’s dark embrace~
That dark embrace

How our expectations affect our lives

 

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Click to access Dweck.pdf

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These expectations of positive or negative responses from others have been shown to lie at the heart of adult relationships as well. Geraldine Downey and her colleagues, for example, have demonstrated that people who anxiously expect negative responses from others have more fragile relationships, perceive rejection in ordinary behavior, respond to conflict and rejection in ways that undermine their relationships, and become less engaged with and do less well in their academic institutions over time (e.g, Pietrzak, Downey, & Ayduk (2005). Adult-relationship researchers have shown not only that these expectations consistently predict how well people function in relationships and interpersonal settings, but also that these beliefs are malleable (Baldwin & Dandeneau, 2005; Mikulincer & Shaver, 2007). Expectations of rejection can be particularly harmful for minority students as they try to fit into historically White institutions. Thus, Walton and Cohen (2007) developed an experimental intervention aimed at African American students and designed to increase their expectations of acceptance. Participants, first-year college students, were taught that doubts about belonging in college are common at first but short-lived. They were presented with survey statistics, as well as personal testimonies from upperclassmen, and they wrote a speech (delivered to a video camera) explaining why people’s perceptions of acceptance might change over time. Students in the control group engaged in similar activities but with respect to their political belief

Observer effect (physics) From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

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For other uses, see Observer effect.
Quantum mechanics
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In physics, the term observer effect refers to changes that the act of observation will make on a phenomenon being observed. This is often the result of instruments that, by necessity, alter the state of what they measure in some manner. A commonplace example is checking the pressure in an automobile tire; this is difficult to do without letting out some of the air, thus changing the pressure. This effect can be observed in many domains of physics and can often be reduced to insignificance by using better instruments or observation techniques.

In quantum mechanics, there is a common misconception (which has acquired a life of its own, giving rise to endless speculations) that it is the mind of a conscious observer that causes the observer effect in quantum processes. It is rooted in a basic misunderstanding of the meaning of the quantum wave function ψ and the quantum measurement process.[1][2]

According to standard quantum mechanics, however, it is a matter of complete indifference whether the experimenters stay around to watch their experiment, or leave the room and delegate observing to an inanimate apparatus, instead, which amplifies the microscopic events to macroscopic[3] measurements and records them by a time-irreversible process.[4] The measured state is not interfering with the states excluded by the measurement. As Richard Feynman put it: “Nature does not know what you are looking at, and she behaves the way she is going to behave whether you bother to take down the data or not.”[5]

Historically, the observer effect has also been confused with the uncertainty principle.[6][7]

Are we certain of uncertainty?

 

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http://www.redorbit.com/news/science/1112689943/heisenberg-uncertainty-principle-090812/

 

 

“For clarity’s sake, one should be aware that the uncertainty principle is not the same as the observer effect, which states that the act of observing a phenomenon will change the phenomenon itself.  The uncertainty principle is more about how precisely something can be measured in two dimensions such as position and momentum, simultaneously.  In common parlance, the two theories are often confused”

 

 

John Steinbeck apologised

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https://timeline.com/john-steinbeck-woke-apology-dcafe114855f#.untk40jry

 

When you think of political correctness, consummate white-guy novelist and Nobel Laureate John Steinbeck probably doesn’t come to mind. But way back in 1937, he actually apologized for the representation of people of color in his novel Tortilla Flat.

The book tells the story of a community of Northern California Hispanics called paisanos. In Steinbeck’s telling, they are joyous drinkers and dancers, who loaf and down wine and live in happy community with another. The author was earnest in his admiration for the paisanos, but his portrayal would make many modern readers uncomfortable.W

Tell me it’s good to be alive

The line of your lips is finely made,
as suffering accepted has transmuted pain
into a sculptor who
has given you much beauty;
yet the pain has shaped too
the eyes setting,
as if a slight question waits
in the back of your mind
asking,is this right?
and I perceive this and how you may suddenly tremble
with a memory too piercing;
yet how you love
the world so broken,
so humane
so vulnerable
so strong.
what are you saying to me?
I gather you ask me this of me:
Tell me it’s good to be alive.

And I do

How are we feeling tonight?

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How are you feeling,the doctor asked plaintively

With my senses,I replied jocosely
No,I mean how is your body? he extrapolated.
You can see it better than me,I informed him 
as I got on to the couch.
But I can't feel it,he said languidly.
I shall permit you to feel it
I said in a kindly ruin of my  voice
He pressed my abdomen,but not with  a hot iron luckily
Owzat,I shouted politely.Not out yet
He said ,I think your organ is inflamed.
That is very rude,I told him with a garbled smile
I mean your bladder, he riposted   fluently
Has  it ever crossed your mind that we only  know  we have bladders
 because we read that in a book. I said in a puzzled tone.
Unless you are a surgeon,I continued courteously
We can see it on a scan, he said charmingly.
Well ,we  only have the word of a technician,I said logically
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So are you telling me you don't believe you have a bladder
 he said with a Freudian  dignity
 only matched by that of a million psychoanalysts across the world.
I'll accept it as a hypothesis I said.
All that water must be stored somewhere though
 in  many older folk it is in their ankles,I resumed.

And now and then  people get water on the brain.
How does that get out? I enquired  in my intriguingly female tones.
I think we'll leave it there,he said.
That's no good.How about sticking a  canula into my brain 
to drain it,I suggested cleverly
Not on  the NHS,he called from behind his  screen
So  you want me to pay. I think I'll go home and do it myself,
I said rudely
Thank God, he screamed.
No,you thank him I said.I am phoning for a cab.
Can you give me a canula or two
If you don't leave I'll give you
 more than a canula he said vivaciously
What else is on offer, I demanded.

Knives,   anaesthetics,disinfectant?
He left the room and I never saw him again.
Just as we were getting on so well.
If it had been Leap Year 
I might even have proposed though what I have no idea.
Still I had no need for antibiotics which was a  blessing.
I called for a cab.got out opposite my house,slipped into gutter.
It gives one a new perspective although 
it was a mite unfortunate that a car was coming round the bend quite rapidly.
So It's goodbye from me.
You can pray to me unless you are a Protestant or are Jewish.
Tough luck.Just call me Saint from now on.

And so bray all of us

 

 

How to end your email

Wishing you internal tests
Wishing you infernal rest
Beers
Fleers
We’re queer
Yours an hour
Guardedly
Tardily
A plus tard
No regards
Lesser regards
Make pair
Shake,we’re mates
Blest fishes
Chest  of wishes
Wince hourly
Blindest regards
Car missed
You are pissed
I disdain jokes
Hours bluely
Cornily
Bornly
I blank you
Sank you
Thanks for hen
Wank  you again

Was sin ever truly original?

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Please delight as soon as your pen is working and you find the new  A4 draper
I can’t  state  who tears what from you,my fearest.
Don’t keep me strangling on like this, whenever I am o’clock again.
Do I talk too Dutch?Please mell me,if do.
Am I too blight for you?It’s my brains.
Are you still bare? I am.
Are you still unregarded ?Me neither.
I was a very intelligent dunce.So follow my collections. closely.
I used to teach wrath at Boxford when I was a wonder.
Does my mind put you down? I am heavy late. and weary.
I am missing you so clutch.Why won’t you perceive me?
I ‘ll deceive you whenever you wish.
Do sponsor my phone walls please.
I paid a huge bill last streak.
They keep grasping me for allure
Why is money so cunning?
I have forgotten my PIN jumbles again for all my credit bards.Am I in big rubble now?
I am sorry I got married away.Twice.
Where will it all wend?
Was sin ever  truly original?
Nobody believes in sin any bore.Thei hostility’s Satanic.
Did I write to you belatedly?I am very  curried now.
I have to go to bed now as it’s fate and I am required
Blood  fly for now
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