Human Beings Live and Work in Wood/Steel Square Cubes. Or Wood/Steel Boxes! Being Stuck in Various ‘Boxes’ Throughout Your Life. And There is No Escape! Or is There an Escape? By: Mr. George D. Patnoe., Jr! August 24th 2018.

Human Beings Live and Work in Wood/Steel Square Cubes. Or Wood/Steel Boxes!

Being Stuck in Various ‘Boxes’ Throughout Your Life.

And There is No Escape! Or is There an Escape?

By: Mr. George D. Patnoe., Jr!

August 24th 2018.

The square–cube law (or cube–square law) is a mathematical principle, applied in a variety of scientific fields, which describes the relationship between the volume and the surface area as a shape's size increases or decreases. It was first described in 1638 by Galileo Galilei in his Two New Sciences as the "...ratio of two volumes is greater than the ratio of their surfaces".[1]

This principle states that, as a shape grows in size, its volume grows faster than its surface area. When applied to the real world this principle has many implications which are important in fields ranging from mechanical engineering to biomechanics. It helps explain phenomena including why large mammals like elephants have a harder time cooling themselves than small ones like mice, and why building taller and taller skyscrapers is increasingly difficult. (From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.)

When I was just a boy, I used to build wooden boxes until I got bored with it and I stopped doing it. I would use my dad’s tools and plywood wood. I would measure the sides, top, and bottom, and then I would saw the plywood until it was finished. I painted the boxes too. Then I would nail or screw the sides, top, and bottom together. I would add on brass hinges in the back and then I would screw in a brass locking mechanism in the front to lock the box. Not I big deal so I thought. My dad told me most people can not do it without making a big mistake. Then decades later, some stranger in a hardware store told me the same thing. He looked at me like I was a gifted person, but I hope that I was gifted for other things besides building boxes in today’s age. Of course, if I needed a trade in the old days, building boxes might have been the way to make money.

There is a whole field of at least one degree of packaging science where students study packaging boxes, cardboard boxes, and other boxes made from all sorts of materials, even up and including plastic boxes. “The Bachelor of Science degree in packaging is a technical and science based program incorporating every aspect of packaging, from materials and processes through systems development and testing.” (Taken off the web.) Human beings all around the globe use boxes of different shapes and sizes to store things, like plastic boxes for storing food to steel boxes for international shipping and transportation. Without square cube boxes, where would we be today?

There are those really huge steel boxes or containers that are used to store everything under the sun for transportation on those huge ships that travel on the oceans and seas from one country to another country. There are so many boxes for so many purposes, but what about boxes or square cubes for human beings? Human beings live on a three dimensional globe called planet earth, but mostly we live and work in boxes, or in square cubes. Let us explore the ways human beings live and work in boxes or square cubes of one sort or another, from the moment we are born to the moment we die.

When human beings are born in today’s world, the tiny baby is placed inside a plastic container which could be considered a box with a clear shell or case. That baby knows nothing about the external outside world. But there it is inside its plastic case in the hospital room which could also be considered a square cube boxed room inside a hospital which could be considered a square cube boxed room made of brick and steel and glass and other stuff too.

As that baby grows up, it quicky realizes that it will spend most of its life inside one sort of squared cube box or another. In other words, it knows that it will be spending a lot of its life inside square cubes made of all sorts of material and sizes. This is true once the child walks up to any school building and when it walks into any school classroom only to discover that every room is a huge box that is shaped like a squared cube. And it is most definitely a square cube, even if it is not technically a box, like a cardboard box. And for at least eighteen years, that child knows that it will be sitting in chairs in rooms that are basically squared cubes, with four walls with a top and a bottom, or a ceiling and a floor.

Without the four walls, there would be no protection from the wind. Without a real floor there would be a dirt ground which would be dirty and it would get wet and muddy during the raining season. Without a ceiling or cover for the square cubed rooms, the weather elements like snow, rain, the sun’s rays, would fall onto the students inside the classroom or adult workers in other buildings that are also square cubes.

This is also true once the student leaves its younger years and it attends a college or university. Oh my, I just paid $20,000 a year to sit again inside a square cube or box until I graduate. And then after graduation I got a high paying job to sit again in a square cube room termed an office inside a bigger square cubed building that is on a street with hundreds of other squared cubed buildings and offices. It just never ends, does it?

Walk down any street in any small town or very large city in the world and all you can see with your own eyes is that there are mainly square cube buildings which is sort of like very huge boxes, but we really do not like to think of them as boxes. But in a way they are like a box, an unmovable box or square cube, with possibly hundreds or even thousand of other unmovable square cube rooms which cost a lot of money to live or work in either as a rental or as an owner.

And the funny thing is, most square cubes or boxes or in other words what are termed professional offices are located within other square cubes or boxes which contain even more square cubes or boxes or offices for people to work and earn money to support themselves and their families, who live in houses or homes which is another form of a square cube or wooden box with different rooms within rooms within a larger main square mainframe square cube box for different purposes, like the square cube kitchen, the square cube living rooms, the square cube bedrooms, the square cube bathrooms, the squared cube garage, and even the square cube shed.

Some homeless human beings live in actual square cubed cardboard boxes which they call home. And that might say a lot for the people who build and make cardboard boxes.

And look at any prison system anywhere in the world. Even more square cubes or boxes or cement square cubed cells with steel rods for doors and widows, if you are lucky. Millions of human beings forcefully trapped within not only the sometimes very corrupt legal system depending on which country or nation you happen in at the moment. But who are also trapped inside their own square cubed cement prison cells, with no chance of escape until a prisoner is let free by the legal system that placed that human being inside a square cubed cement box. And not only that, but even the courtroom is a squared cube or box too. What happens to the human brain, mind, and consciousness when it is trapped inside a small squared cubed brick cell or box for years or even a lifetime? Could the word insanity be the answer?

Wow! Let us go up a little higher, like into outer space to the International Space Station. The International Space Station is sort of like a box from which there is no escape either. Unless you have a space suit on or unless you are traveling back and forth from earth in a space ship. If you are living and working on the International Space Station, you are most definitely living and working in a box form, even if it is not a squared cubed box. What happens to the human brain, mind, and consciousness when it is trapped in a space box for a very long period of time? At least it gets to look out the window at the cosmic universe.

I am glad about one thing. I am glad that human being’s faces and brains are not a square cube. Can you image what that would look like on billions of human beings? Ten billion human beings with the exact square face, except for the color of the face which would be very easy to paint whenever you wanted a different color square cubed face. That is not the way nature and natural biologically works. Thank God for that too!

Or maybe if the human species all possessed the same square cube face and the same squared cube brain, maybe then there would be no more wars based on what everyone looks like. But no, there would still be different religions, different politics, different economics, different thoughts about God and evil, and food, and what is normal sex, sex for making babies versus perverted sex because the squared cube brain would still be an uncontrollable creature. Sometimes it amazes me how so many people think that they are correct about certain issues when they are really mistaken about so many issues.

Right at this very instant, there are billions of human beings sitting or standing, living or working, screwing or not screwing, taking drugs or not taking drugs, plotting strategies for peace or war, praying to a mentally delusional humanly made god or maybe just reading and studying books that have the word god in them. And in all likelihood, they are all doing those activities in a square cube or box, hidden to the world because a good square cube or box is a good place to hide away from the world of billions of people and the weather and from dangerous creatures who may or may not want to eat human beings, “like lions, tigers, and bears, oh my!” (The Wizard of Ox movie.)

In the old days, those days before books, radios, televisions, computers, and smart phones, the human species were forced to live and work without the modern day sense of unlimited access of information. Now, with books, radios, televisions, computers, and smart phones, the sense of unlimited information is being spread all around the globe so every human being can use their brains, minds, and consciousness for something besides being physically placed inside a square cuber or box.

Whether sitting or standing, living and/or working, free from being trapped in a prison square cube cell or being free to walk outside to enjoy the sunlight, or really being trapped in outer space on the International Space Station, the human brain, mind, and consciousness is free to roam back in time within individual personal memories, or back in cosmic time to the past history of the big bang up to the moment of the current human species.

There is also the future too! It does not matter which square cube room or box you are located in currently. You can think about the future. You can be a child in a classroom, but you can still think about the future. You can be in a prison cell, but you can still think about the future, which may or may not be a good thing. You may or may not be a world leader, but you can still think about the future. You may be a parent, but you can think about your child’s future. And if you are like me, you can think about the current and future survival of the human species versus the current and future self-destruction of the human species.

So is there an escape from any square cube or wooden box you may be in right now? Yes there is!

Whether you are young or old, poor or rich, educated or uneducated, male or female, white or black, or whatever color your skin may be currently, you can still think and that is your God given right as an individual human brain. Whether you are in squared cube wooden box, or brick cell, or a real cardboard box, or you are free to walk among the trees and flowers, you can still think if you allow your brain, mind, and consciousness to be free from that square cube or box mentality that you are currently in. Sure, it maybe hell being stuck in certain square boxes, but what other choice do you have except to read, think, and ponder life, God, the cosmic universe, and the afterlife too!

After all, isn’t that what the human species is supposed to do anyway?

Besides, at the end of your life, your biological body will end up in a wooden box and be turned into dust. Or maybe not! Maybe if you learn enough, think enough, and transform your human consciousness into a spiritual consciousness, you will never be in a square cube box ever again!

A Mother Delivers A Dead Baby. A Moment of Human Life and Death. Before Birth. A Mother’s Soul is Changed. By: Mr. George D. Patnoe., Jr! August 21st. 2018.

 A Mother Delivers A Dead Baby.

 A Moment of Human Life and Death.  Before Birth.

 A Mother’s Soul is Changed.

 By: Mr. George D. Patnoe., Jr!

 August 21st. 2018.


This weekend I met up with a female mother who I had not seen in about 20 years, give or take five years.  She was not the same person I had known the last time I saw her.  Her face and her eyes were very different.  I saw what I saw as her skin and I saw what I saw within her eyes.  But within my mind and consciousness I also felt the sorrow and previous pain she had experienced during a time of her life when I was not there for her physically or even mentally.  I did not dare ask her what had happened to her human soul, because this was not a movie.

It is the way of life when people go their separate ways and you see each other after experiencing your own personal lives, for good or bad.  Sometimes it is those unexpected moments that screw up your mind and your memories and your emotions which are so difficult and maybe impossible to get rid of during your lifetime here on planet earth.


Ever since I was a boy I have wondered about many things, many things.  There are some things and topics that I have wondered about which were very deep and profound.  Trust me on that true statement.  But when I became a man, even an older man, depending on what a person may consider to be old, (I am not old yet.) I have wondered about some things that I did not wonder about when I was a boy.

It may not be obvious to many people who have sex in various forms, but the main and real reason for a male and a female to have sex is to make human babies, or for the procreation of the human species, or to procreate for guaranteed of the survival of that species.  A lot of people like to have sex for pleasure and some people like to have kinky sex and even perverted sex.  Some people like to have sex because it is a power trip in one form or another.  But the real and main reason for having sex is because sex is needed to make human babies.  That is the truth whether you like it or not.

So therefore, I have wondered sometimes how the cave people handled the act of delivering babies without today’s modern hospitals and doctors and nurses.  I realize that there is not to much to really wonder about it.  But really, let me clear about it ok.  The cave male, like all biological males, inserts his hard organ into the female’s biological body to deposit his sperm.  After which the normal and natural biological process begins within the female’s biological body for a baby to be born, as it happens in any biological creature.

It seems like a very simple process.  Does it not?  Up until the time when the baby is delivered out of the female body.  Up until the time of the baby’s delivery, the mother is carrying the unborn baby within her body.  She is walking, sleeping, eating, bathing, listening to music, etc., with a living creature within her female biological body.  The female’s biological body has been programmed to take in the male’s sperm and let nature and the automatic female biological body take its course up until the time of the baby’s delivery.

After nine months, or so, the baby is ready to leave the female’s biological body and come into the world.  Hum!  Every mature adult knows that that female’s biological baby hole is not that big to begin with so how is it that a huge baby head is supposed to exit the female biological body and not kill the mother?  Yea, I know how, but that is not the point here.  The cave female species probably just pushed the baby out of the body and used a rock to cut the cord that was attached from the baby to the mother or from the mother to the baby.  The cave people had to figure it out the hard way, and then hope for luck that everything would go smoothly.

And the practice and art and skill of delivering a baby from a female biological body was pasted down from one female to another female for generations and generations and generations in every culture, in every nation or country, and that practice, art, skill, and luck of delivering babies continued up to the time of modern science and modern medicine.  Oh boy!  There we have it!  The modern world of modern medicine and modern medicine.  Or maybe we do not have it!

But have you ever wondered why in movies about the old times of not so long ago, meaning movies about the old days, the primitive days before modern science and modern medicine, when the male is always walking back and forth worried about the baby’s delivery?  It is like the guy is going to have a heart attack before the baby is even going to be delivered.  There is very good reason why males were worried and the females were worried too, before modern day medicine and science.  The reason why people, human beings were worried about the females delivering a baby was because it is a very dangerous act for a female to deliver a human baby.  Either the mother or the baby or both the mother and baby could die during childbirth for all sorts of complications which I am not going to state here.  I am not an expert anyway.

I was with a middle age female mother this weekend and we were having a conversation over a really good meal in a restaurant on the side of a river.  It was a great scene too!  The boats were all over the place.  People were enjoying their Sunday in their own personal way.  I had the fish taco, three of them, and a Blue Moon beer, and a tall water.  It was a slow day at the restaurant and there were hardly any people in the place.  I guess it was a good a time as any for a female mother to tell me her story about her baby’s delivery.  To tell you the truth, it sort of caught me off guard because I was not expecting such a story from her at that moment.

You must understand my dear readers, this female mother was telling me her story for a reason and now I am going to repeat it in part just to prove a few points here, if I may try to do so.  A hard working lady, having gone to law school, has a very good husband, and having already delivered a baby, she nor her doctors thought that there would be no problems in her second child birth.  She had good health care insurance, and she was in good physical shape to get the sperm, go through the process of carrying an unborn baby to the nine month time period and then deliver that baby.

‘Everything was good to go.’ as they might say when at NASA when a spaceship is getting ready to be launched off its earth base.

Everything seemed to be ok during all of the prenatal ultrasounds for all of the baby’s biological conditions and testing that the medical field can test on the baby before the childbirth.  During every prenatal ultrasound up to the seven and half month time period that unborn baby was inside this female mother.  It was alive, kicking, heartbeat pounding, and more important getting ready to meet the world in only a short time.  I do not know, but maybe nine months goes by fast when a female is pregnant with a baby.  What I do know is that it must be one happy time for the mother who knows that her experience is not only breathtaking joy, but emotions beyond words too.

So, only two weeks later, after the seven and a half month time period, there she was again, in the doctor's office, getting her prenatal ultrasound by a nurse.  The nurse began to move the prenatal ultrasound device around the female’s tummy and all of a sudden she stopped and the nurse walked out of the room.  The female mother looked at the screen and she looked at her unborn baby not moving.  This female mother thought the nurse had paused the prenatal ultrasound machine.  She stared at her newborn baby thinking that it was still alive.  She expected the nurse to return to the room and finish the testing.  But the nurse did not return.  Instead her doctor had walked into the room and he looked at the floor.

She looked at the doctor but his head was facing the floor.  Of course she knew then.  How could she not have guessed what was happening at that very moment?  The doctor could not utter the words that he needed to say to the female mother of the unborn child.  So she said for him.  “He is dead, isn’t he.”

The doctor looked up and he could not say a word.  He knew that he too, might get to emotional and even show tears for the dead unborn baby.  Instead he simply shook his head so very slightly to indicate that yes was his answer the baby was indeed dead.  The doctor needed to keep control of himself in the presence of his patient who was now looking at the dead baby on the prenatal ultrasound screen.  How long did she look at her dead baby still inside her?  Long enough!

The nurse returned to finish up the prenatal ultrasound test because it was no longer needed.  Believe it or not, the mother who was still carrying a dead baby inside her had to leave the doctor’s office and return home with her dead baby still inside her female body.  She would have to return the next day to get the dead baby taken out of her body.

I am just to going to write the words that you might be thinking.  Which is, ‘Can you image what she was thinking and experiencing  mentally for the next twenty-four hours until she returned to the place she had to go to get the dead baby taken out of her female biological body?’  There was no escape from it, a dead baby body was stuck inside her tummy, inside her guts, inside her living biological body for twenty-four hours.  It was her dead baby, stuck inside her still living body.  Now she had to walk, sleep, dream, bath, eat food, etc., with her dead baby inside her body, no longer moving.

The mother’s brain, mind, and consciousness was in shock with while all of those emotions were turning inside her brain, mind, and consciousness like I can not imagine.

The range of emotions must have been too powerful for any human brain to deal with at that moment in her life.  From still loving her baby to the feeling of get it out of my body, fast!  From anger to get this baby out of my body, fast.  Or maybe it was ok, in a way.  Because once that baby was delivered, it would be taken away from this mother and it would be disposed of as any human dead body might be disposed of after its death.

You must understand my dear readers, it was not like, ‘You have a dead baby inside you and we are going to get it out of your body now.’  That would have seemed normal.  NO!  It was, ‘You have a dead baby inside you and you have to live with it inside you for another twenty-four hours until you return to get it taken out of your body.

I will not go into detail for many reasons, but this experience was going to be a clear case of PTSD or post traumatic stress disorder.  No doubt about that statement!

She returned home and her husband walked one half hour later and he said he had to go to drop off someone at the airport.  He exited so quickly she simply waited for him to return home to tell him the bad news.  I do not know how he took it, but we can guess how it took it, my dear readers.

What I do know is that baby was alive for almost eight months.  It got to experience its own life inside its mother’s womb.  That baby heard the television, and it heard its mother and dad talking.  It felt its mother’s unconditional love from the very first moment it possess a sense of human consciousness, even before its birth and before its death.  It knew love from its mother.  How could it not feel love from its mother?  They were attached by the hidden cord that binds a mother and unborn child before it exists the mother’s body and enters into the world.

As for the life of the mother, she had another baby born who is a young man now.  What about the mother’s soul, you may wonder?  Hum!  How would you like me to explain that answer?  It took many years for her to stop suffering and yet, she probably still suffers even today, just like mothers who have suffered throughout the of thousands of years mothers have experienced the death of their unborn babies.

I hope she feels better after talking to me.  I have to be honest with my dear readers, I was eating a delicious fish taco when she was telling me her story, but I kept my eyes looking at her eyes as she talked.  Later on, when she left me to go to the airport, I felt guilt.  So I called her up on the phone and I could barely hold back my own tears for her experience, her pain and suffering, and for her babies early death.

All I could say to her was, “I am really sorry you had to go through that experience.”

Here is the punch line my dear readers.  This mother told me on the phone that they had discovered some things about the baby which lead the doctors to believe that the baby would not have lived longer than a few days anyway.  But it did not matter in reality.  This mother’s brain, mind, consciousness, and human soul were changed forever.  As any good mother who possesses a human motherly soul would tell you!

Are You a Chocoholic? I think I might be a Chocoholic! Or Maybe You are Addicted to Other Drugs. By: Mr. George D. Patnoe., Jr! August 12th, 2018

Are You a Chocoholic? I think I might be a Chocoholic!

Or Maybe You are Addicted to Other Drugs.

By: Mr. George D. Patnoe., Jr!

August 12th, 2018

A chocoholic is a person who craves or compulsively consumes chocolate. There is some medical evidence to support the existence of actual addiction to chocolate. However, the term is mostly used loosely or humorously to describe a person who is inordinately fond of chocolate. The word chocoholic was first used in 1968 according to Merriam-Webster. It is a portmanteau of "chocolate" and "alcoholic". (Taken off the web.)

Eating chocolate started for me when I was a little boy. My human mother was painting a room in their very their first house, which is the dream of every true blue and red-blooded American who has a family. Unless you do not want a house, then that is ok too, especially if you are a working single person who travels a lot. I remember her going to the refrigerator and opening the refrigerator door and pulling that shiny black plastic rectangle with the words, HERSHEY on it. Wow! One bite into the old time, better quality Hershey chocolate, compared to today’s junky Hershey chocolate, and I was hooked for life on chocolate. Sorry folks, when I bit into today’s Hershey it is not same as the good old days.

But it was not like being hooked on drugs, like methamphetamine or heroin or even today’s higher potency marijuana. But in a way it was like being hooked on those other ‘drugs.’ I put something into my mouth and it tasted really good, back then when I was only a boy. It tasted good because back then, Hershey made really good chocolate. Not so good now. But it tasted good because the flavor on my tongue reached the insides of my brain, just like how other drugs reach inside human’s brains and make them addicted to those drugs.

When I was a little boy, my dad would let me take little slips from his beers. I did not really like the cheap beer he liked to drink, just like I do not like cheaply made beer or wine today as an adult. I did not like, nor do I like cheap beer because my brain does not like cheap beer or wine, or anything for that matter. I guess that I have an expensive brain. Maybe that is why I like expensive chocolate.

Last year I had a See’s candies coupon for a certain amount of money. Believe it or not, I was given that coupon about 20 years ago and I held onto it for until last year when I actually walked into a See’s candy store and used that coupon. As I walked into the See’s candy store, I asked the female cashier if the coupon was still good. And when she responded with a yes, my brain’s pleasure/enjoyment areas started to lit up on fire just as if I was enjoying some really good activity and fun. And what could more harmless fun than eating chocolate?

It really is amazing how anyone can walk around to chocolate stores and get a sample of chocolate for the day.

And talk about a good business model. Honoring a 20-year-old coupon was really good because now I was going to try See’s chocolates out of a new box for the very first time. They still use the exact same coupon too. Talk about saving money by not making different coupons every year or ten years. Why bother making new coupons when a basic coupon would work forever?

I walked around the store and I looked at all of the different white boxes with the words on them so I could figure out which box I was going to purchase. In no time at all, I knew which box of chocolates that I would be walking out of the store with and I was not in a very big hurry to eat them either. I had the box gift-wrapped just in case I was going to give the white box of See’s chocolates to some other lucky person. Sure! Like that was ever going to happen. Not in this lifetime, unless of course, I was actually going to the store to buy a box of chocolates for a gift to a lucky, hum, female.

Now, the white box was wrapped in fancy red wrapping paper, just like a Christmas gift to myself. Oh man! Now I would have to wait until Christmas to eat open the red wrapping paper box of chocolates to eat my new chocolates of various flavors. But my mind was made up. I would not open that box of chocolates until I had my own personal reason to celebrate. I had that reason yesterday.

I saw that box of red wrapping paper covered box and believe it or not, what I saw first was the white plastic bag that the red wrapping paper box was in and I reached down to grab the See’s white plastic bag and my reached into that bag as my mind was telling itself, “Now is the time, now is the moment of celebration to eat these chocolates.

Oh yes, my dear readers. Oh yes! The sun was going down, leaving a shady place for me to sit on my front porch with a drink and my newly opened box of See’s chocolates. I used a very sharp knife to cut into each piece within that box of chocolates and I started to slowly enjoy each and every piece of those See’s chocolates. It was a heavenly moment of long-awaited anticipation. I bet you might feel the same way for lots of things.

I also started to read the Wall Street Journal as I do every day, except on Sunday when I read the New York Times. Both newspapers used to be better newspapers, just like Hershey chocolate used to be better chocolate. But what are you going to do about it? The only thing I remember about yesterday’s Wall Street Journal was the 2019 new VW Jetta. I do not need a brand new car, but if I did need a brand new car, I would test this car out for sure.

Come to think about it, I do not believe that I have ever seen chocolate being advertised in the Wall Street Journal. Ever! But who knows, I might be wrong about that statement.

So there I sat with a newspaper in my hand, with a drink and my long awaited chocolates in their Christmas wrapped box, now open for public display, or my own public display. What a moment for me!

I have met people who have told me that the first time they tried cocaine, it was the best feeling inside their brain that they had ever experienced. Some of these people have also told me that that feeling inside their brain was so good that they knew that the first time was the last time they would ever do cocaine because they knew that if they ever tried cocaine again, they would be addicted to cocaine and that addiction would destroy their futures.

I am very glad and happy that if I was truly addicted to chocolate that it would not destroy my brain or future. But chocolate is good for other reasons too. Like in the dead of a freezing winter chocolate will warm up your body as good as anything besides a good fire or heater. It is good to eat chocolate when you are walking around in the freezing snow. Plus, if you happen to die in the snow, you will die happy knowing you died with chocolate in your mouth.

So today was another day, and my brain did not enjoy the chocolates like it did yesterday. It is like that with a lot of stuff in life. It seems like everything gets a little boring after the first time. So I should give my chocolate tasting a break for a while. Sure like that is going to happen any time soon.

The only thing I would suggest for my dear readers, be very careful when you buy, store, and then eat your chocolate in the summertime. Why? Because chocolate melts very fast in the summer sun and heat. But that is why we and our parents buy expensive refrigerators, to keep our chocolates from melting.

I guess the point is, if you want to be addicted to something to eat or put into your mouth, chocolate could be a way to go. Of course, only good and expensive chocolate. But the cheap stuff is better than no chocolate at all!

Just do not let the chocolate melt in your clothing pockets!

Another Day to Celebrate Memories of Life and Living, and of Death too! Dedicated to my Friend and Mentor, Anita, Wherever You Are Now By: George D. Patnoe., Jr! August 10th, 2018

Another Day to Celebrate Memories of Life and Living, and of Death too!

Dedicated to my Friend and Mentor, Anita, Wherever You Are Now.

By: George D. Patnoe., Jr!

August 10th, 2018


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a5LIDNbFadU

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K9aCAneCSPg

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jorJh8DTMVM

I am writing this piece today because when I woke up I turned on the radio to hear an oldies song, “I Just Want to Celebrate Another Day of Living.” by Rare Earth in 1974.

But maybe a better song for this piece would be, “WIND BENEATH MY WINGS - BETTE MIDLER?” By: Bette Midler. (Youtube videos located at the bottom).

The unexpected emotions of joy within me rose up from the core of my being because I am still alive to celebrate another day of living, living for another day on planet earth. The joy of life within me caused me to start dancing on my feet, but then I looked at my 30-year-old Cockatoo parrot and I walked up to him and said out loud, “You know I love you. Right?” You see, I know that he could die any day because he can not live forever. Although he might live another 30 years and the joke would be on me. The point here was my death tears are ready for the death of my 30-year-old buddy, because he could die of old age any night, and I would not be there to say goodbye to him. So I have to let him know that I love him now, not later, when it would be too late for words.

I had done that only once before to a human being, a very long time ago. I was sitting on my chair in a New York University apartment in New York, reading books, some for university courses and some for fun, like how the how the redshift works in the cosmic universe when I should have been reading books on international economics and finance. I was sitting there with my feet on the very old desk that had been with me since high school. My mother had bought a whole bunch of very old desks for twenty US bucks from the school district I think. She got all of her kids to sand those desks down to wood and then we used the paint brushes to coat them in a very nice dark brown varnish. I still own it.

Anyway, I had an immediate urge to get up and make a long distance phone call to a person who had always been there for me whenever I needed a person to talk to by way of a phone. She was like the grandmother I never had to speak to on my level of intelligence. My real grandmothers lived so far away that I rarely ever saw them anyway. So I grabbed a roll of quarters and I walked to a phone across the street to use a pay phone. Just in case there are youngsters reading this piece, payphones were located on almost street corner in America, and you had to put quarters in the payphone slot to make a phone call. I assume that you know what the coin quarter is!

Yes, I did have a phone in my room. But this was going to be a special phone although I did not know it at that time. You must understand my dear readers that the urge was so powerful and overwhelming that I had no other choice but to act on my seemingly irrational behavior, to myself that is, to me within in my own mind. I had no real reason to talk to her either. That was the strange part of it all. I had nothing to say to my phone friend, but I knew that I had to get to that phone like she was in trouble or something and she needed my help or advice or words of comfort. I did not know!

You see my dear readers, this grandmother lady had helped me through some life and death situations that I am not going to explain here because it would take to long for me when I am writing a short writing piece. She was always there when I needed or wanted someone to talk to about nothing or something very important, like the mysteries of the God and evil, especially evil. So she was also a teacher to me, maybe even more than a phone friend. Yes, I had met her in person and I had talked to many times in person, but back then, I was the traveling man, or maybe even a wandering man, looking for my own life away from my parents and that old life of childhood.

It was night time, and very cool with a bit of rain too. I was surrounded by darkness and I had the eyes in the back of my head looking out in case someone was going to try something strange, like attack me or try to rob me. Which by the way would have been a really stupid thing to try to do to me at any age of my life. Anyway, the ground was wet and I was wondering what in the heck am I doing at this pay phone when I could have called her in a nice warm apartment with my phone?

She answered the phone and she was surprised that it was me because it had been a long time since I had called her or even chatted with her for any reason. I guess I did not really need her like I did when I was younger because I had grown up and I had become more of a man than a, well, young man who enjoyed talking to this grandmother figure. Heck, maybe she was even waiting for my phone call because I had not called in such a long time, compared to when I was younger.

Anita answered the phone with “What a pleasant surprise!” After she heard me say, “Hi, it is me.”

She asked me, “So what is up?”

The words just flow out of my mouth. Unprepared, not thought up before that moment.

“I just called to say I love you.”

She responded with a, “What?”

“I said, I just called to say that I love you. Thanks for all of those conversations over the telephone over all those years. And thanks for your help over the years too.”

She was silent. I had caught her and myself by surprise.

So I hung up the phone and I walked back to my apartment, still looking behind my back for trouble. To be honest with my readers and to myself, I felt really, really weird after I did that. And I did not know how I was going to explain myself to her the next time I called her on the phone, whenever that would be. I told myself that I would call her next week to clear the air. But next week would be too late.

I was so happy that I said those words and I was already planning on calling her back in a week to talk to her normally. And so I did call her one week later. Instead of Anita answering the phone, it was her daughter Christine. Christine said to me, “You do not know?”

I said, “Know what?”

“Anita died last week, soon after a phone call. She walked down the stairs and she said, “I am ready now.”

Now it was I that was speechless. Unprepared for those words, “She died last week.”

My friend was now gone from earth and I would never again call her on the telephone to talk to her. It was over! Done! Finished!  Or maybe not!

She had been on kidney dialysis machines for years, staying alive by those kidney dialysis machines, maybe just to talk to me. (How big is my ego?) “Kidney Dialysis is a treatment that does some of the things done by healthy kidneys. It is needed when your own kidneys can no longer take care of your body's needs. You need dialysis when you develop end stage kidney fausually by the time you lose about 85 to 90 percent of your kidney function and have a GER. of <15 .="" aken="" nbsp="" off="" p="" the="" web.="">

But she knew the day would arrive when she would give up her ghost to go leave earth and go on into her afterlife. You must understand or know something about Anita, my dear readers. She had spent her whole life dealing with metaphysical or spiritual matters in one way or another that she already knew she had an afterlife. She had learned long ago before she gave up her earthly ghost that life was eternal. In other words, she knew that her true selfhood was a deathless idea within the realm of Spirit instead of a human biological body with a kidney.

Anita knew stuff, my friends. She knew something about Divine Metaphysics and other stuff too. And she had lived it too!

But long ago before I had made my phone call to Anita, she had helped me in a very big way, possibly saving my life by knowing spiritual and metaphysical truths when I was laying in a hospital bed, going back and forth from life and death, consciousness, but more like coma consciousness, but not quite a coma yet. Another long story for later.

I woke up in a hospital’s Intensive Care Unit laying on my death bed, from what everyone expected was going to happen to me after a very bad accident. In essence, I was a dead human being still breathing the earth’s air, but I was probably going to die, humanly. Of course, I too had been spending my whole life dealing with metaphysical and spiritual matters too, in one way or another. And I also knew something about real angels and the afterlife, God and evil too. But the biggest truth I knew before my accident happened, well in between the moment or start of the accident and moment when certain parts of my face's bones were crushed and broken beyond belief, I yelled out the words, “God is All.” That is where I went mentally before I knew I knew I was in very big trouble and I knew that I could possibly die.

But still, when Anita unexpectedly called me in my hospital room, she said to me, “Hi there George. It is your friend Anita. I am working for you, you know how. Everything is going to be ok. I am working really hard for you. Ok?”

I said something like, “OK.”

And she hung the phone up on me.

And so my dear readers, when everyone expected me to die during and after that accident, Anita expected me to live. She was the only person in the world that expected me to live, in order to celebrate another day of living. In that simple regard, she was truly my hero. And I thank her from the bottom of my heart more than words could ever express.

Next week, I am going to meet my sister’s 15-year-old son for the first time. Is that going to be great, for both of us?

So I just want to celebrate another day of living! I hope you celebrate another day of living too!

Thanks, Anita, wherever you are now. (Probably watching over me and still praying for me.)

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Is Human Cancer or Any Disease, or Sickness Real, OR Part of Absolute Reality? Written for ALL Human Beings Suffering from Human Cancers, Disease, and Sicknesses. From a Biological and Mental States of Consciousness? From the Standpoint of the Human Mind. or From God, the Divine Mind or Intelligence? From the Multi-Dimensional State of Consciousness? By: Mr. George D. Patnoe., Jr! August 6th, 2018.

 Is Human Cancer or Any Disease, or Sickness Real, OR Part of Absolute Reality?

 Written for ALL Human Beings Suffering from Human Cancers, Disease, and Sicknesses.

 From a Biological and Mental States of Consciousness?

 From the Standpoint of the Human Mind.

 or

 From God, the Divine Mind or Intelligence?

 From the Multi-Dimensional State of Consciousness?

A Metaphysical / Spiritual Lesson.


 By: Mr. George D. Patnoe., Jr!

 August 6th, 2018.

I am writing this online essay/lecture because over the weekend I was told about a human being who was getting or had gotten a full blood transfusion because of Acute Myeloid Leukemia (AML).  I was wondering what I would know for such a human being if I was asked to do a spiritual truth knowing / metaphysical healing for that human being if he contacted me for help.

Almost every human being on planet earth knows another human being who has been sick within their human biological body or they have been sick themselves in one form or another.  Personally, I have known many human beings who have died from a deadly biological condition and I have almost died from way too many deadly bodily conditions since I was born into this human world.  Lucky for me, I am still alive to write this online essay for other people to read.

Since I have been born into this world, I have learned many things about life and death too.  This online essay/lecture is taken from many books, personal study, and personal experience too!  Now, I am now going to share part of what I have learned to help the human species from one of the deadly mental traps it is in currently.  It is the deadly mental trap of the human mind, mentality, and consciousness, believing that cancer, disease, or any sickness is part of absolute reality when in fact when viewed from multi-dimensional states of consciousness, they are nothing but a human mental dream world projected onto the human biological body.

From the Biological State of Consciousness.

From a biological state of consciousness, especially when a human being with a biological body is sick from any of the deadly conditions it seems to be plagued with before that trip to the local doctor and pharmacy, sickness most definitely seems to be real.  The human biological body might have a fever, pain, a runny nose, and even a sense of I am going to die if I do not get to take some material medicine.  And is the easy stuff.

The more serious stuff the human biological body might have to deal with is a very high white blood cell count in all the various forms that the medical profession has named those conditions for the human mind to be aware of especially because of television ads that state you have to buy their drugs, etc.  OK, the doctors and the pharmaceutical industry have to make a living, but does that make humanly biological deadly conditions real from higher states of consciousness?  Which state is more important for this issue, what the human biological body states are real or what those higher levels state as being real, as a state of reality?

From the Mental State of Consciousness.  From the Human Mind State of Consciousness.

Ok now, this is where the topic becomes a little harder to comprehend for most readers until they have learned to think and understand from higher states of consciousness and understanding.  Is human sickness more biological or more mental?  Hum!  Every year during every change in the seasons the human biological body has to adapt to those weather conditions, especially of the temperature changes that have an impact on the human biological body.  Ok, that seems normal.

But what about the other serious stuff?  If there was a time during the caveman and early human history when there was no or very little human sickness, then what caused the massive explosion of the various types of human sicknesses?  Was it the cosmic universe that causes human sickness?  It is a God that causes human sickness?  Or, and it is a very big OR, is it the human mortal mind that causes human sickness, first in the early stages of human history and then later, the human mortal mind simply continued to create more and more sickness within the human mind before it manifested itself on the human biological body.

And with the collective human mind being trapped with a mental state of believing in the absolute reality of sickness, especially when the human mind is being bombarded with pretty pictures of drugs and seemingly important words on televisions, newspapers, magazines, and computers and smartphones too, but even more importantly by educated professionals doctors whose main job it is to sell you drugs or trips to the hospitals for your sicknesses that the human mind has created in the first place.  Yes, I have been to doctors and hospitals too.  But I have surprised them all with what I know about what is written in this online essay/lecture.

WOW!  Now, let us bring the topic up a notch or two on the understanding within the multi-dimensional states of consciousness.

From the Divine Mind or the Divine Intelligence States of Consciousness.

“Let there be light.” versus “But there went up a mist from the earth and watered the whole ground.”  (Both quotes from the Bible.”)

What most uneducated and emotional religionists do not realize, and that also goes for the so-called educated people who study the Bible for serious or fun is that the Bible is a metaphysical book and it is not a history book. “Let there be light.” is a symbolic wordy phrase for “ Let there be intelligent thought.  The wordy phrase, “But there went up a mist from the earth and watered the whole ground.” means that instead of the light of intelligent thought and thinking there was mental darkness or ignorance regarding the things of God and God’s man, and even the dark ignorance within the human mind that likes to create stuff, like human sickness and the cancer.

You must understand my dear readers that there is usually a division, a separation between what the human mind thinks is a reality, and what the Divine Mind or Intelligence thinks is a reality.  You may read that sentence and you could be asking yourself, “Sure dude, how can the human mind understand what the Divine Mind or Intelligence is and how can we know if it even exists as a separate entity or reality from the human mind and human experience?  That is not the topic here.

But here is a hint.  The human brain and mind and consciousness can only know only so much about life, death, and God and evil.  But God the Divine Mind or Intelligence knows only itself and it does not know the evils of the human mind and consciousness.  God does not know evils like cancer.

The topic here is whether on a higher level of consciousness there exists human cancer, disease, and sickness?  The short answer is NO; human cancer, sickness, and disease do not exist in absolute spiritual reality.  And the sooner the human mind accepts that fact and starts to wonder and understand what all of these statements mean as absolute truths will be when the human mind begins to reap the benefits on their human biological bodies and mind and consciousness.

Multi-Dimensional State of a Metaphysical Spiritual Consciousness.

Here is the main problem and lie about God and man.  Most human religionists believe that human beings are made in the image and likeness of God.  But that is a lie.  Human beings are not made in the image and likeness of any God, even if the Greeks and Romans and even those Christians like to believe in that confusing lie about God and man.  God is not a biological creature and neither is man made in the image and likeness of God.  Sex does not make a human male and female in the image of God, just the opposite in actuality.  But that is for another online essay/lecture.

The whole point here is that if there is a God termed, Mind, Spirit, Soul, Principle, Life, Truth, Love. (Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures,) pg 465, then man made in the image and likeness of that God would be an Idea within the Divine Mind, and that man can not get cancer, create cancer, nor can it know anything about cancer either.  Cancer is not an idea within the Divine Mind or Intelligence.

Man made in the image and likeness of God, Spirit is a pure spiritual image within the Divine Mind, and it is not a so-called material or physical biological image with the possibility of getting cancer, disease, or sickness.

Man made in the image and likeness of God, Soul is a pure spiritual image within the Divine Mind and it is not located within the human biological body because the spiritual identity of Soul is not located within the human biological body or even brain.  The true spiritual identity of the spiritual man is safe from the human mind’s suggestions of sickness, disease, or cancer.

Man made in the image and likeness of God, Principle is at one with God and not at one with human theories about sickness, disease.

That means that man made in the image and likeness of God, Life, Truth, Love is not born into a biological human body and it can not die out of a human biological body.  Man made in the image of God Truth is a pure state of spiritual consciousness that is always perfect within the Mind of God that is an idea of Love.  And God-Love cannot never create sickness, disease, or cancer.

The above statements would be part of a metaphysical-spiritual mental treatment if I was asked to help another human being with almost any problem.  Why?  Because when you begin to know the higher levels of metaphysical and spiritual states of consciousness, there must be a connection or a transformation down to the lower states of the human mind and consciousness and then down even lower to the human biological body.

A lot of religions like to believe in a separation between the human species and some other mental realm (s) that they like to call spiritual, but which is not spiritual at all.  They like to work like hell to get someplace, mentally.  But in truth, as the old saying goes, ‘The Christ (Consciousness) is without beginning, middle, or end.’  Something like that!

There is also another way of looking at this issue in regards of whether human cancer, disease, and sickness is an absolute state of reality or not.  If the whole human species was destroyed by a nuclear bomb, for example, and there was no more human species, all human cancer, disease, and sickness would be gone, destroyed forever.  Therefore the conclusion would be that human cancers, disease, and sickness are not part of absolute spiritual reality.  They are human mental dreams worlds that are projected onto the human biological body by various means in the human society.  (There is actually more to it than that, but these are short online essays/lectures.)

But that is not the way to solve the problems of human sickness, disease, and cancer.  The mental solution is to destroy all humanly mentally created images of disease, sickness, and cancer from the thoughts within the individual and collective human mind and consciousness, for the current and future survival of the human species, versus the current and future self-destruction of the human species.

Or at the very least, for the destruction of all the mental dream worlds of disease, sickness, and cancer.  That way both the God-man and the human species would know only the perfect man.

And now, you, my dear readers, know a little something about how Jesus the Christ healed the sick in his day.  It is all a state of consciousness!  Just a state of consciousness. In absolute reality! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qN4ooNx77u0 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S2N_uvnvGbI