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Intelligent Systems Our Data Your Worth

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How we move into the future is dependent on our ability to make sense Before fact is rationalised gut feeling is digested Before each step is taken we fall
Dig deep into your values Enter into your hidden caves Delve deeply Find those values that emerge only once crisis and panic in evident The issue is time The problem is the compacting of intensity as each deadline approaches What will change ignores those who cannot Those who cannot change are left behind In isolation  As a useless dog barking at the cold dark night
Once data is benchmarked Once the vision is realized Once pathways are scratched Once milestones are configured The journey is described The future becomes present
Transverse within multitudes of mindscapes  Lose yourself within ifs and buts Intoxicate yourself within white ant whispers On your knees in harmonious prayer and in communal solitude  Within and already placed to the side
The patterns of biomorphic resistance The values of what works now The standards that …

Godin Threat

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The lessons of history are written by vested interests Where you placed your foot And which information you are were willing to consume
That's fantastic, you were in control of something  But it changed Goodbye profitable time Reflect on what could have been What did you learn from the missed opportunity Now gain control by sponsoring the change 
Along came a spider  How do you digest a threat?
You were right here Now you are nowhere to be seen You have become the product And now your worth depends on your response
Put your hands on your head On your knees On your eyes Did that make you feel better? Did you feel safer
Rate your happiness Knowing that the spider is inside One to five stars





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My Favourite Image of the Week 008

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Katsushikahokusai.org 
This is not me, but I know I am there
With similar wants and needs
I am there every day
Which ever context the terrain manifests
I control my knowing of good fortune and my acknowledgement of existence

There will only ever be now
Put your best thought forward
Let it enrich your presence
Be your endeavor
Make meaning

Make your own history to strive forward
Understand and plan yesterday's circumstances
Make the already a given
What was then the past, will be the fabrication of now
Put aside the fragrant whispers, the promises of new
Your game is determined by your placement
Your unique contribution is determined by this context
Your now is your past in disguise
Forever borrowing, the language of sense making is reliant on yesterday's understanding
What is done today was created yesterday and will determine  tomorrow





Intelligent Systems Future looks Backwards

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Intelligent Systems: Future looks Backwards That is a lie Sir
In this house of fear, your law does not abide
No questions are asked,  no answers are given
Manifested understanding is the transaction premise
Where continuous ceremony induces parallel reality
You cannot enter softened by law
Where to shared misery and stealth is suffice
When shared fear empowers control
How we are at each other's back, ready to attack, ready to fear

My church is disciplined to our vision
Our constitution, our order, our prodigy, our marvelousness
In our concoction of stench, mayhem is regulated
And within, the sweet scent of exclusivity and the noise and the symbols of power we feed on each other
We in brotherhood are unabandoned
We are self-devoted to our purpose
I as we
What is to be achieved will be gained
Sir, you have no jurisdiction in this domain

You may enter under house rules
You may enter under nomination
You may enter under association
And whilst you hang on, our blades do we sharpen
And …

My Favourite Image of the Week 007

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OCTOPUS QUEEN #SFXMakeupArtist #ElenEmber (@embregim)
A post shared by BETWEEN MIRRORS (@between.mirrors) on Nov 9, 2017 at 4:36am PST



Like the god industry, our failure is in our image making
Recruitment to our image has been our detriment
Our cultural enterprise is lost in its image
We have fallen into our own reflection
And we will eventually drown in this manifestation
Without encouraging  dissent our story won't end well

In this event of self-normalisation
Unconscious bias flourishes.
Legacies gain strength
Bags become heavier
Until it is only what we believe is what we see

Without questioning nothing is gained
No creativity
No innovation
No transformation
No step forward
Incremental stagnation clogs our veins
Clogs our will
Clogs our want

The at-hand-problem is to enable thinking
Within the individual
Within the family
Within the school
Within the community
Within the organization
Within the nation
Within bilateral partnerships

Question held assumptions
Consider potential alt…

Intelligent Systems Observer

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Share a moment with me as this night falls
There is no happy ever after,  just don't buy into it
Media repetition is controlling your normalization
Consumption and fearing
Your once chance has become a placement within a detention center
And in this confined space you are incited to consume and fear
Where in debt to charity you have no choice to walk away
An accepted loss of ownership claimed by proprietary voice
Belief has been organized
To profit from disenchantment
To dis-empower collective disbelief

Don't let your children follow you
A dead-end concludes this dead path
Profit follows you like a Komodo dragon
It follows your foul scent when excreted through loss of expectation
As you throw out virtue to make space to amass junk
The bite will force a question
Amputation or Death
But only you can recognize choice
As alone a decision can be acted






My Favourite Image of the Week 006

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Empty Patch in the Sky
#SpaceScience
NASA/ESA +Hubble Space Telescope

Am I driving myself backwards or am I falling myself forwards
My face feels ripped by the speed of contradiction
This feels quite normal - doom, destruction, power, explosion, and drift
In with a chance but blown away by the spectacular
Like riding a rocking horse
Easy to move but never getting anywhere
Am I right to waste this energy
My loss or societal

This fog is temperamental
I cannot get an exact answer
I cannot deduct
The holes in my space keeps opening and closing
Too fast to respond I am never there, never in the right position
Forever thinking post-event but never in-event

Looking for hints, clutching at nothingness
What is visible and what is behind that I cannot see
I'll cry like a baby and then suddenly stop
Cry stop cry stop never to look back in-fear
In-fear of fear

Where am I in this formation?
Did I contribute to this empty patch?
Is that really me?
Did you see me glow?
Or is it me hidden behind the darkness?









Intelligent Systems Bias Towards Psychosis

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In our time of exponential growth IT came into existence  We in desperation to profit  To gain a competitive edge IT prospered  An irrepressible force Ignoring great warning and prediction  There is gain to be made  When in mass disruption IT persisted An irrepressible change emerged
Through mischief a chance opportunity to pervert opened A window - a door opened for the hidden Audacious human endeavour  Then  that was crushed  Then those were denied Through profit, IT was programmed to resist benevolence  So soon(lie) freewill was questioned Well-being, safety and the mantra of care submerge drowned out all human repulsion Protection from those who would do us harm Normalisation  IT made claim 
Humanity contained by those who profit Through the profit of care Mapping emotional intent  Subjugated behavior mapped Recognition algorithm  Methods of prediction  Controlled manner IT  controlled the fear in us through the fear in us There IT became
In the darkness  Hidden with intent Withi…

My favourite image of the Week 005

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Seymour Standing under a Tree, 1859 Whistler, James McNeill American, 1834 - 1903
In all relationships, there is a need to admire. Whether in your family or whether in your place, stop and admire. Who you are and what you have become.
In transience enjoy the spectre of admiration. Enjoy the dread of mortality. Enjoy the sense of self-passing. Enjoy your individual acts.  They are short in time. Admire your shortened moments. In space that lingers.
Within your key constructs of your inner-self. There is time to self-evaluate and self-praise. In this short time build your own sense of self-worth.
Are you able to predict your condition?
Are you able to restore your own behaviour?
Are you the property  owner of your oneself?
Are you the object of your environment?
Are you the inhabitant of your condition?
Are you in control of your laboratory?

Stand within your problem.
Orientate to recognise your placed within this transient realm.
And in preparation of once gone, prepare your spectre.

Are…

Intelligent Systems Apartment view

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If I was to design a city
It would be based on palm fronds
Folding, sweeping, bending and contorting to landform
Branching and networking in organic and rhythmic juxtapositions
Interconnection and transposing within changing directions
Allowing for air flow
Allowing for negative space
Allowing for intertwinement
The grid buried beneath, as an ancient relic   








My favourite image of the Week 004

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Breakfast piece
Herbert Badham1936

https://www.google.com/culturalinstitute/beta/asset/CAEJGudB0BW5Lw


There are multiple reference points
There are multiple perspectives
I am on the ladder
I am against the ceiling
I am standing in authority
I am not sitting with her
I am not with her
I must continually juxtapose

Within this disorientation, the arrangement is seemingly orderly
The painter, the authoritative who cannot decide
The seated lost within time and place
The pawn as the egg waiting on removal
Should I be more concerned with the flowers precarious standing on edge
Or the sense of a contained cell-like melancholy
A draughtsman at loss with the within presence






My favourite image of the Week 003

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Death Note Shinigami Ryuk
From above
Watching, casting and preying
Crossing boundaries of belief
Interpretations of self, questioning justice, making profound decisions
Buried deep within, a want to make meaningful action
Lost in transversed boredom
Lost within duty
There is no care whilst self seeking empathy
Accepting the forbidden to forsake folly, deceit and corruption
This game is deception
In this game temptation is formed by opportunity and the seeking of help
The partnership of do good and the intent
Place, situation and delusion






Intelligent Systems Fall

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Was there was a way to resolve?
Before the slaughter began
If there was a to reconcile?
The living would have fewer martyrs?

Why are the decisions of the few never questioned and made accountable?
And, is it more important to believe than to know?

This base position of recklessness  determines a lasting continuum of falling from, hiding from, excusing and reevaluating known-ness

So the machine keeps propagating
The fallen gave their's so we can have ours
With full adoration and support from the populace
Who have never known to over think
With keeping it simple stupid flattening progressive analysis
Questioning has become demonstratively disrespectful
The most palatable deceptions are those that are thin and moral.
Mantras of nonsense

The predetermined dead fall as expected To reconcile worthlessness the predetermined dead are held up in esteem
Our authoritative must build this destination
Our  authoritative must not self-doubt in hopeless realization
Our authoritative must enter …

Park and Shop

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What has been visioned as a cleanly planned future.
With all boxes ticked.
Harmonious with nature, functional and efficient.
The promises that life is good.
Living the advertisement.
Park your car under a tree and shop.





Leading Britain's populous trainwreck

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https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2016/jan/23/britain-empire-pride-poll#img-4

At its height (1922), the British Empire governed a fifth of the world’s population and a quarter of the world’s total land area. In general and in the main the British public are proud of their country’s role in colonialism and the British Empire. 
http://www.newworldencyclopedia.org/entry/British_Empire
In 1899 Alfred Russel Wallace referred to colony people as subject races and British colony management as a strange mixture of good and evil. Evil being the man-made famines, slave trading, ethnic cleansing and day-to-day violence of empire.
Now that the evil has been forgotten (scratched out), the colonial era is viewed as the long-lost empire. YouGov found 44 percent were proud of Britain’s history of colonialism. It is obvious to me that British education system needs to include Britain's imperial brutality to shift this misunderstanding. 
https://static.independent.co.uk/s3fs-public/thumbnails/…

My favourite image of the week 002

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MY FAVORITE IMAGE OF THE WEEK23.9.17
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Shamini


Mylapore Festival 2017
I can see the treasure of myths circulating between godliness and normality
Breaking through the walls of today
Reminding those of us trapped in the haste of work and process
There is a time within nothing matters, that where imagination reigns

Bringing forth and into light, transience and wonder
If only I could have been there to see flight and fight 
and experience the tearing of perceptual fabric 





Intelligent Systems Duo

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How should we structure schools to help students  to make the learning choices  they really want to make?
Is this about self-control within a controlled environment? Is learning a self-control problem?
Do teachers really understand how school environments shape students' cognitive decision-making how much self-control does a student needs to learn to make good decisions?
What can school leaders do  that positively structures the learning environment  that helps students to self-control choice?
Self-control is an executive function. Self-control is a mental skill. Self-control is a cognitive action.
Learning to make important decisions  requires schools to create the environments  where students gain self-control.





My favourite image of the week 001

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My Favorite Image of the Week16.9.17
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【素材】 もみじ | 衣@瀕死  #pixiv  https://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?illust_id=6215044&mode=medium
I can see the timeless universe through seasonal leaves Calling me from afar my being is hoisted high Keeping my feet to ground  My body is warmed underneath blankets of growth With flames behind me and the wonderous in front I am flying and stationary  Alive and in motion In time and in place My life intent Knowing mortality within expanse I can sleep and dream





Hole in the Wall: The Tide Formed My Pool

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The Tide Formed My Pool

When the tide wash in from billions of kilometers away.
I found myself tossed within the mirth.
And within this stirred up sentiment.
In the rubbish and the forgotten.
I became my new reality.
The one of prosperity and real economic growth.
As best described by the social commentators of the day.

Despite the widening gap that separates the haves and have nots.
And the separatists and the terrorists.
And the defenders of old orders and wants of youth.
And the arguments that form the threats of war
My new found contentment places me.
Within the data of acceptable trends.
Within what is normal for my age.
My gender.
My genetical heritage.

Then as forecasted, the tide seeped out.
And so began the new realities and our new stories that had to be acquired.
Just look at me, as I shine under the cyclical moonlight.
As now in true fullness, I bloom and reflect calm beauty.
In stillness and patience, I make little comment.

I shingle and sparkle in my owned bubbly pond.
The rocks, concrete, c…

Hole in the Wall: Pool Time

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Hole in the Wall: Pool Time
I wanted to fly to another planet, but I first built this swimming pool.
My dreams just started getting away from me, and then I let them go.

In the heat of the day, I plunge into my pool.
My refreshing water.
I own it. I work for it.
When I'm tired of my thoughts I submerge into it.
When I'm confused and in panic, I fall gently into it.
I emerge feeling invigorated and comforted.
Continuation seems so easy once and only after submerging in my cool clear water.

My dreams to transform my life never eventuated.
I knew it once, when  I was promised myself to achieve.
I could aspire.
You never fail when you attempt to chase.

Somewhere I needed to reconcile between the obtainable haves and impossible wants.
Have I succumbed to failed by fabricating my mediocrity prison of pleasure?
Am I floating in falsehood
Am I wallowing in water of hindrance?
I built and tender to this my own 3-meter submersion of comfort.

In my moment before death, will my pool be th…

Moon over Desert

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Hole in the Wall: Moon over Desert Within solitude, there is self-beauty to be discovered.
Engage silence and dismiss the want to share.
And dismiss the necessity to be liked.
And love the abstract of your abyss.
Be satisfied by the soiling and scratching of time.
Whilst crawling and scampering throughout.
The same mistakes.
The same divisions.
The same crisis.

When secrets have long passed their importance.
And the desert sea shimmers under full moon.
Recognise that glorious intent is cyclical.
Without thought and without hoopla grasp this intent.
Without the need.
Without the seeing.

What is fully understood is quickly dismissed.
Your story has the greater impact.
Your synthesis of fact diminishes being.

Nothing will hurt you in your solitude.
Within cyclic patterns enable the time to feel your situation.
What is in determinism.

As an insect in forrige.
And thankful for the ambient light.
The casting your domain is difficult to define.
Let in the universe.
The stars, the planets, t…

Godin Chat

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Godin Chat

Make your story live and cherish every single scene.
Connect to the grid and revolutionize yourself.

You can shout from the tallest building.
Shop in the deepest arcade.
Eat within the most crowded cafe.

This is your time,  be heard and seen.
Within the scope, we all live within a shadow of revision.
Find the noisy space between the shadows.
Don't remain silent.

Rejoice and celebrate your life amongst others.
As the sun rises.
And as the sun sets.