I Met Prof. Albert Einstein, Mathematician, Under a Paper Tree
Karen Cole-Peralta
November 06, 2007
Through books and stories, movies, consciousness and training, he became a significant master of my life story. Due to this, he was put in charge of a certain metaphysical operation once on June 16 of 1986. This is because he was the Man of the Last Century, replacing Adolf Hitler. Witches from the past, including our special fearless King of the Southern Kingdom, were the sole thing in charge of the whole nine yards. It was secretly playground ethics that led to the conclusion that E=Mc2 - or not, plus the space time continuum theories.
But energy equals mass times the speed of light squared is THE theory; whether or not anything can hold that stable in a nearly unstable universe is beyond me. Finally, it is the eternally vast unknown of fluxing particle physics that leads to the conclusion that all human things whatsoever are held within the vast unknown universe. Expect the unexpected is the challenge of the samurai. You are forever walking or waltzing into a future that is clearly uncertain. On the other hand, many people already have their own gravesites quite bought. I cannot be sure myself where I am going to end up.
I often have fantasies about keeping up with great men. But some part of me is guarded and would rather be a fair young woman. The world’s scientific economy seemingly determines everyone’s entire fate. Therefore, one night in 1986, I was going to wander offstage to impossible oblivion, and by stopping a house burglary in progress which had somehow previously involved me, the elves and fairies showed and ruled the universe. I was allowed to go on living, even though it should have been fictional that I did.
Einstein always appeared to have a clear view of the problems of physics and the determination to solve them. He had a strategy of his own and was able to visualize the main stages on the way to his goal. He regarded his major achievements as mere stepping-stones for the next advance. This meant advanced mathematical thinking that became the atom bomb and other such controllable nuclear weaponry. It is certainly best, under even Hitler or Darwin’s ethics of creating evolution among humans, to keep proceeding onward into the future. There is nothing promised for any one of us there, nor for the entire planet. It is all part of the Uncertainty Principle, where however you may have reality pegged, it isn’t there. Can you really see everything around the next corner?
Perhaps you have today entirely mapped out in your head. You know you have set certain goals, yet you do not know for certain whether you will be able to achieve them all in one day. Today, I am planning to clean the bathroom at around noon, for example, but I don’t know for sure whether or not I will be able to clean it then or at all today.
Once upon a time, I had the strangest weird creative idea for a project. It was kind of understudied by the guy who looks like a statue blended with a human on our website. I’m hopelessly in love with him. He was originally the handsomest, tallest, darkest and most sophisticated man I have ever viewed in an old photo. He was quite inspiring when it came to things like standing up to the Worldwide Inquisition and forming rainbow politics. He was a modern day version of Super Slave, the politician. But he had got all of his basic ideas from his enemies. Furthermore, while not perfect, he was able to shoot to the truth as an absolute, and he played a chess game once.
He did a perfect pawn sacrifice. While being a general in an army, he traded places with another piece of human machinery in 1968. This lead to some lack of KKK Inquisition practices in the United States, due to one person with some guts and some belief. I know it must have some kind of meaning in reality that he looked like a chess piece.
So anyway, this project is in honor of all mankind, including those who would hate it being in honor of them, for them, about them, or in any way connected to them. Somewhere back there, I needed some folks to all have their individual liberties intact so I could get ahead, run my own business and at least make the incorporated hobby I am pursuing into something that could supposedly “break the glass ceiling.” Unfortunately, the project below has already done so in my own life, because I ended up perhaps doing something consequential for a change. It is unknown as to whether or not I actually did so. If so, all of such events may be held within a nonexistent past. It does not strain me too much to keep up with life. Therefore, I can yet help you ghost write, copy edit and proof read your acts of literature.
Don’t get too lost while you’re reading this. It involves particle physics, quarks, pops, whiffs and spoofs. The latter is a derivative Spanish term meaning something has completely vanished, such as the human sense of humor, intellectual thinking, and maybe Canada. In the face of its greatest obstacle, namely nature and the weather, it is there.
But Farley Mowat told me a long time ago that it is the most peculiar palace on God’s green earth. To me, it is full of Einsteinium elves and fairies. It still screens you for whether or not you are worthy to be there, a practice which is slowly beginning to melt along with the icicles and snow. It calls to old men and lovers and people of nature to visit it, fish in it, and settle into it at last. As Global Warming is involved with the continuing recession of the Ice Age, or so I figure, the snow line up above north is receding. Maybe there’s enough room up there for a wanderer’s family to find it, and maybe there is a cozy house with a fire waiting for her daughter.
I feel as if under Albert Einstein, I could finally study upper level math at last. Under Erma Bombeck, I need to get all my stuff done; but my husband is now doing it. Please read the below, as it is only creative, and you may judge me by that if you must.
But energy equals mass times the speed of light squared is THE theory; whether or not anything can hold that stable in a nearly unstable universe is beyond me. Finally, it is the eternally vast unknown of fluxing particle physics that leads to the conclusion that all human things whatsoever are held within the vast unknown universe. Expect the unexpected is the challenge of the samurai. You are forever walking or waltzing into a future that is clearly uncertain. On the other hand, many people already have their own gravesites quite bought. I cannot be sure myself where I am going to end up.
I often have fantasies about keeping up with great men. But some part of me is guarded and would rather be a fair young woman. The world’s scientific economy seemingly determines everyone’s entire fate. Therefore, one night in 1986, I was going to wander offstage to impossible oblivion, and by stopping a house burglary in progress which had somehow previously involved me, the elves and fairies showed and ruled the universe. I was allowed to go on living, even though it should have been fictional that I did.
Einstein always appeared to have a clear view of the problems of physics and the determination to solve them. He had a strategy of his own and was able to visualize the main stages on the way to his goal. He regarded his major achievements as mere stepping-stones for the next advance. This meant advanced mathematical thinking that became the atom bomb and other such controllable nuclear weaponry. It is certainly best, under even Hitler or Darwin’s ethics of creating evolution among humans, to keep proceeding onward into the future. There is nothing promised for any one of us there, nor for the entire planet. It is all part of the Uncertainty Principle, where however you may have reality pegged, it isn’t there. Can you really see everything around the next corner?
Perhaps you have today entirely mapped out in your head. You know you have set certain goals, yet you do not know for certain whether you will be able to achieve them all in one day. Today, I am planning to clean the bathroom at around noon, for example, but I don’t know for sure whether or not I will be able to clean it then or at all today.
Once upon a time, I had the strangest weird creative idea for a project. It was kind of understudied by the guy who looks like a statue blended with a human on our website. I’m hopelessly in love with him. He was originally the handsomest, tallest, darkest and most sophisticated man I have ever viewed in an old photo. He was quite inspiring when it came to things like standing up to the Worldwide Inquisition and forming rainbow politics. He was a modern day version of Super Slave, the politician. But he had got all of his basic ideas from his enemies. Furthermore, while not perfect, he was able to shoot to the truth as an absolute, and he played a chess game once.
He did a perfect pawn sacrifice. While being a general in an army, he traded places with another piece of human machinery in 1968. This lead to some lack of KKK Inquisition practices in the United States, due to one person with some guts and some belief. I know it must have some kind of meaning in reality that he looked like a chess piece.
So anyway, this project is in honor of all mankind, including those who would hate it being in honor of them, for them, about them, or in any way connected to them. Somewhere back there, I needed some folks to all have their individual liberties intact so I could get ahead, run my own business and at least make the incorporated hobby I am pursuing into something that could supposedly “break the glass ceiling.” Unfortunately, the project below has already done so in my own life, because I ended up perhaps doing something consequential for a change. It is unknown as to whether or not I actually did so. If so, all of such events may be held within a nonexistent past. It does not strain me too much to keep up with life. Therefore, I can yet help you ghost write, copy edit and proof read your acts of literature.
Don’t get too lost while you’re reading this. It involves particle physics, quarks, pops, whiffs and spoofs. The latter is a derivative Spanish term meaning something has completely vanished, such as the human sense of humor, intellectual thinking, and maybe Canada. In the face of its greatest obstacle, namely nature and the weather, it is there.
But Farley Mowat told me a long time ago that it is the most peculiar palace on God’s green earth. To me, it is full of Einsteinium elves and fairies. It still screens you for whether or not you are worthy to be there, a practice which is slowly beginning to melt along with the icicles and snow. It calls to old men and lovers and people of nature to visit it, fish in it, and settle into it at last. As Global Warming is involved with the continuing recession of the Ice Age, or so I figure, the snow line up above north is receding. Maybe there’s enough room up there for a wanderer’s family to find it, and maybe there is a cozy house with a fire waiting for her daughter.
I feel as if under Albert Einstein, I could finally study upper level math at last. Under Erma Bombeck, I need to get all my stuff done; but my husband is now doing it. Please read the below, as it is only creative, and you may judge me by that if you must.
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