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On 09/15/2011 at 14:56pm, I sent the girl a text message that she can have the cake and eat it; that we will never call her again and that she was told to never come to this house again. Maw had cried that the dummy dumped the flower and card at the first/front door. That’s a sign of rudeness in our culture, disrespect to the old lady on her birthday and disregard to her in-laws/relatives. I don’t care if the nit-wit hates me. That’s for the record via my cellphone’s “Messaging.” We have learned empowerment from other people with nasty in-laws. We are normally peaceful people. Now that the old timers can’t fight back, I am “stepping-in”: Enough is enough.

On 09/15/2011 at 10:08am, we were stopped at the streetlight intersection of Montague Expressway. There were three black pigeons atop the street light ahead. My mind created a poetry:” We pigeon three | though small can fly | and sit on this electronic eye.” The Creator can move. Computers cannot.

On 09/15/2011 at 09:2am, I was thinking about how people are merely bio-participants in this large petri dish of life. My mind saw a lock of a basic shape. And a key came from my right field of vision and unlocked that catalyst of life. And thus forth came the bubbling therein. Like chemistry, the bath will have settled.

On 09/15/2011 at 09:20am, I recalled an incident long ago. I was waiting to check out my items and stood in line at a Seven Eleven store. In front of me, there was a family — three girls and an old man. They appeared to be either Middle Eastern or South Asian Indian.  They had finished their purchase or something, which I cannot remember. But I do remember clearly, the old man handed each girl some money from his wallet. Each time the “daughter” would say: “Thank you, Father!” That was mighty respectful.

On 09/14/2011 at 15:52pm, I told myself to remember taking a quick snap-shot of three poster boards: “Hillary for President – HillaryClinton.com” (Paid for by Hillary Clinton for President Exploratory Committee). We did attend that rally in downtown San Jose, CA and I had uploaded a short video of Hillary speeching into my YouTube.com account.

On 09/14/2011 at 15:46pm, I recall standing by our Magnovox stereo system, which was wooden all over and had a television in the middle with big speakers on either side. Two white men were selling “The International Library of Piano Music” (a 17-volume book edition). Maw was so excited that she bragged to these “black-suited” men that I knew how to read complicated notes. I had to stand in front of the accompaning vinyl record to listen and to follow the notes to a piano piece by Claude Debussy “Clair de lune from “Suite Bergamasque“. I was so embarrassed. But now I could play this song.