Friday, April 7, 2017

Complicate The 'Game' For A Test Case

'Descalation' is a process that is neither 'flight' nor 'fight' when outnumbered by any of the following mindsets in a serious physical conflict situation:

1: Arrogant military retirees
2. People who do not respond correctly to free safety instructions
3. People who congregate more like Outlaws or Hell's Angels than like actual good neighbors or kind adversaries

In contrast to the verbal abuse that usually leads to a 'fight back or flight it out' situation, many times arrogant poople refuse to respond to very reasonable requests in combat or serious competitions of mind  and/ or physical strength.  For instance, if a bystander refuses to be quiet when a golfer is getting set to swing, he is unlikely to cause any physical damage to his oppnent, end the opponent has to make a choice of how to handle the  bystander. Golf situations are EASY to handle compared to hockey game situations. I did not intend to 'complicate' a hockey game today, but because I was surrounded by many simple-minded  amateurs, I had to make a few compllicaed moves. The complicated moves were as follows:

1. After #27' The Perfect Pool' male did not respond properly to the same request I made politely on Wednesday, I once again moved to the 'other team'. #27 did not get verbally abusive, he just was stubborn and displayed lack of a 'good neighbor' spirit, like most people who lack the Holy Spirit.
2. Since I was wearing a 'Toews'  Chicago Clackhawk jersey when I made the request, I had been in 'black', so before I went to the south 'guest' bench, I put on a bright red jersey #97, 'RICE". Upon arrival to the 'all white' south guest team bench, I was told I HAD to wear white or it was too confusing for the people there, such as 'KAT' the woman who claims she is an miltary retiree and who was wearing Redwing top. There was no other person on the north 'home' team wearing red, and many of the south bench players had red on them, such as red hockey pants, red helmets and even quite a bit of red on the old KAt woman's jersey. There was a 'Cherry 23', a white '10', some speedy skater named 'Paul' in a Montreal top who did not complain about my complicated move, and a number '11' on the south bench who had the same terrible and dangerous habit thaat #27 'The Perfect Pool' representative had, namely, not keeping his hockey stick in the bench area while he was not on the ice. I was a bit surprised at number 11, asked him to be respectful of the players on the ice and pull his stick back, but he didn't. #11, like #27, did not verbally abuse me, he only ignored my free safety advice given in a very serious tone. I now know that the mental character of 'KAT', #11, #10 , Cherry#23 and #27  who 'played' today  is  not only intolerant of a  Simeon Rice  type moderate mindset in combat situations, but they are also more likely to do harm than good to a stranger who is NOT LIKE THEM at mind or at methods of operation.
3. After #27 left he north home bench, I returned to the same side I wanted to be on in the first place.  There are times when it is worth the effort to try and 'relocate' yourself to what possibly might be a better 'team', but once you get there, you might find out that there are more than one simple-minded troublemakers who insist that you either dress like them or behave as unruly as they do. The game looked like it was just another 'white vs. black' game, but I know there are more colors that need to be represented in real combat and spiritual warfare situations. Red is a color worn by Catholic priests on Pentecost, white is either worn by altar boys or brides often pretending to be 'virgins' , and therefore I often do not even LIKE wearing white. The 'white' team seemed like a bunch of Shane David Hendrikson types and the 'black' team was more like the father of my children's team, namely the Donald Jackson family of talented folks with uncaring lukewarm  attitudes when a  retired 'copper' makes a good anti-injury suggestion.
4. Nobody was wearing 'brown' on either team and the 'King of NOthing' wasn't available to give me advice in a situation where I needed the physical therapy and at which time I wanted to conduct a test of familiar spirits in a north vs. south hockey rink. I did not choose 'flight' and I did not choose 'fight' but tried to reduce the impact the careless players had on me. Yehovah knows I did not desire to be on the same team with 'KAT' even for a small time, but if I could survive some time with people like Gabriel Bedoya and John Koch in the past, I still have enough skills to survive for a short period of time with other unholy, biased and rude human beings in order to get my own physical therapy in at the lowest price possible.
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Short Torah portion commentary: without an actual altar made of stone available nearby to have a perpetual fire burning, consider your own gastric system as a continual place of internal combustion that should only accept clean vittles as a free-will offering. It is not proper to force yourself to vomit after considering your body the temple of the living God.   Even if you are surrounded by hundreds of others who are offering unclean vittles to the anti-Israelite godhead, your own temple's internal altar can remain or become undefiled if you are cautious in your eating habits.  This example is no different than comparing a synagogue of  the new and holy Jerusalem to the typical pork chop palaces controlled by anti-Judah folks like Tony Evans, Sr., the current Vatican Dagon reps or  any other anti-commandmentist 'disobedient Christian' assemblies  unsanctified due to lack of faith in biblical instructions for the people of  the Israelite Elohim sometimes referred to as 'I Am'.

Since it once again the tenth day of the year, I will let lamb parts be depositied into my internal combustion center, and then I will observe myself as I try to be sheepish not asp-like in nature. Please note that the word 'hell' is in shellfish, so let that be another flippant reason not to consume shellfish.

Holy stone pushers are safe to study on the sabbath. Mr. Brad  Gushue is very precise and knows he needs no headcovering during his non-Satanic assembly of what appears to be some form of agate or chalcediny handlers.  While watching Brad Gushue, I was listening to one of my adversaries, Bradford Scott, ( Bradford Scott is an adversary because he ignored a reasonable request to get my Israel #35camel-ride companion's contact information to me) do a presentation where he continually used an illustration of the 'original good guy' in some train station wearing a red shirt and a black hat. Today, while my Simeon Rice#97 shirt was red, my helmet was black with a Pabst sticker and a Pittsburgh Steelers logo on it ...... and no one else was in those colors!   My messages at the hockey rink weren't intercepted, they were just ignored by people who might be just like Bradford Scott, possibly receiving different messages from others who intended to do evil communications rather than good works while in a 'bench' area.

I admit that curling, as compared to hockey, looks too frightening for me to try to participate in. No helmets,no shin guards, no elbow pads and then almost running on ice while pushing an arm wand extremely hard and close to stones that are not supposed to be touched...... that takes a tremendous amount of courage and skills that I lack at this point in my life.  


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