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Subconscious motive could be with no intend to do something. For example, as in James Ingram’s song, “I don’t have the heart to hurt you.” That’s it, I don’t have a heart to do it. Sigmund Freud developed an account of the unconscious mind, the behavior is out of the unconscious mind. The id is unconscious by definition. The id contains libido. The id precedes the ego. The id is the psychic apparatus at birth as undifferentiated, part of which develops into a structured ego. The ego attempts to mediate between id and reality. The ego represents what may be called reason and common sense, in contrast to the id. The ego in modern English could mean one’s self-esteem, an inflated sense of self-worth, or simply one’s self. The super-ego could be thought of as a type of conscience that punishes misbehavior with feelings of guilt. The super-ego’s demands often oppose the id’s, so the ego sometimes has a hard time in reconciling the two. The super-ego forms during the dissolution of the Oedipus complex after the little boy cannot successfully hold the mother as a love-object out of fear of castration. That’s what I found in the Wikipedia online.
Chicken soup is good for your health just as spiritual ritual is good for your mind. For a whole year submerged by the malfunction of the government with lawsuit cases being charged with libel case without necessary legal elements and also charge the police of government department, of the law affairs with subversion case filed, the due process per se seems to be perpetual. Recently two different sources of power bargains seem to be coming into my sense. I would remember reading from the book of a kind of psychotherapy to let patients hypnotized to tell what their reminiscences recalled and the therapy method in religion terminology is called, find the karma in your second life. What is the cause of the misfortune and hindrance in your second life? We are seeking therapy for various reasons such as of business, school works, insomnia in sleep cycle, relationship barriers, etc. Some terminology in religion describes that process to be sort of religion service to find the patient’s dead relative in hell by blindfolded, staggering, walking through the hell to get a grant to ask for an additional word from the dead relative. That therapy has something to do with the hypnotized hint to mitigate what the patient was persistently suffered mentally.
What will be that in your heart? I might say, the insomnia in sleep cycle, as I heard you suffered long ago in that tropical island. You should have been taking that clinic visiting as not necessarily in demands, something casually did, but things turned out to be deteriorated and for so many years you still cannot get out your bad dream. How could I know that was only a low wage job, or maybe I was wrong, that was a decent job. For a good-mannered teenager to behave herself, how would that be possible to ask her senior, in her name and for the role like her mother, where would she spend her summer vacation? Where had she been? Oh, if only she knew that’s somebody’s mother for that somebody’s biography said that he came from far away to seek her. Hey, how could I know were that a nice young man with a steady job, only without desire could have been making the lover prepared chocolate out of season? Maybe I should have met you in the New York City, had we been driving in both of our cars and trying to connect to the Washington State for a scene like Meg Ryan schmoozes in solitude in the movie Sleepless in Seattle, if we could still be persisting that continual small talk with pretty Meg Ryan. Would that be a happy ending? I am not sure. Let’s see.

     
First the rubber came in an infant age, when the shortage of material was not uncommon. However, it lost its dummy in those days and its father did not buy it another to make it envy its sibling with their dummy in their mouths just like recently I lost my blue Hapor planner. Whom to blame? But I have another makeshift Keny planner of black cover with brown rims. It was just like a fraud file created two and a half decades ago by the dude about your father who did some bribery not bartering when he joined the party in his company, but it was in the anniversary of your prestige municipal high school, and that in the depiction your father sounds like a country folk volunteered to be that pigeon. Things seemed to become different when that accused Uncle Sam, not that Uncle Joe, meet me half way around university campus. You know, sort of, sort of like that things will be getting changed. But two decades were gone, the whole stuff still is phony. Hey, Knightly! You want in that stuff? Oh, everybody around the world need that stuff which was called democracy, come on. And you need another phony ethical committee or ethics committee to persecute me for a new stuff all my life? Xxck you! You killed my grandmother by such phony committee in the admission pool of Ivy League prestige Colombia University.
I know that you said another Ivy League Harvard University alumni in his pseudo name sending my name for signing that central and premium agent contract which salary was depicted as that in all my life would have no chance to reach. And blame me, for bad-mannered, that was my friend George from Texas to blame me for that I didn’t bid good-by to leave the American soil. Had I held the hand of my friend Bezu from Paris too tight to hurt him when we were shaking hands with each other? Was I a nerd? Have had enough? I was not sure. I felt insecure. All right. Why don’t you try some McCarthyism of the different color(from red)? If you can set aside the malign abuse case with name had been inquired by the gubernatorial magistrate without accurate birth date but with the Zodiac Aquarius known, instead of filing to the United Nations, he made the makeshift, of a color discriminating secret file, finally as an excuse to cover his wife being exposed to criticizing public opinions resulting from the City College school open day photo shooting with the abuse child leading to his grandmother medical mistreated to death in his hometown. That’s politics, you know, phony and shameless. But my younger sister and my mother were kept waking me up from that sound sleep a decade ago in X-file tv program, “You don’t remember? The picture hanging on the wall of FBI office? Robert W. C. or W.J.C.? Bill Clinton?” They sounds like pretty YWCA English teacher little Eva Ivory, who met me and my sisters in the movie theater when we still could see Michael J. Fox to be the featuring character in the Hollywood movies. Pretty English teacher Eva Ivory told me to find Robert Clinton because he had just elected to the White House. That was those days, and maybe that I should call that rubber to meet the road, a soothing and transition makeshift alike process. After all, we all have been getting by these years and things would never change.
DB, November 1, 2012

 
Why use eyes square see into the truth but still cannot find it? Handshaking with somebody. Can we answer the call from far away place that sea surrounds the soil, or the soils surrounded by sea? How to fetch a lovely one without getting wet when it was in torrents but only pay more transportation, galaxy, or taxi fare? Somewhere you could reach in dry eyes with carbon footprint but reach, keep in touch, should be no longer talk so loud, walk so proud, would be some annoying wretch, stand kind of civility and finally it would be allowed, for pregnant lover, Sabbath-breaker, takes a swing at the womanizing and at the Thanksgiving white turkey around the blossomed roses, or tulips, watching the flowers grow in our avant-garde, garden. Do you get the sea, see squarely, or girly? Could it be that it already had a name and would that be its name? When did Bezu Fache meet Robert Langdon? The Louvre in Paris, Pantheon in Rome, could it be somewhere in the European continent instead of somewhere of the Far East island? What Dan Brown says about that he talked into a walkie-talkie, Stephen King says that he talked in a devil telecom. You know that they are English teachers. But this time, why no one learns from the lesson?
Too small an audience would that be the cause which makes a book store stopped being revived? Or too glamorous, too ignorant, too enclosed, too easy, too elder or too old, to go, to fit into the out of fashion, outdated clothes, leading to the paranormal phenomenon which observed by the crowd or only being known something about that by one single audience in the Far East part? Could it be Nebraska, are you sure? Las Vegas, wouldn’t it depicted vividly on the newspaper report when you feel that the information was close to you? The farthest fort in the wild west, in excited exclamation, wow, we did it on Wednesday to see in Westfall, the Sentinel Hill? How could that be a Wesley brother in his illuminati order to iterate that foot in its mouth words again and again until the old woman being observed to bypass whose heart in its own hearts with an ordinary cold to stay in hospital but passed away gross negligently mistreated. She had dropped by the hospitals to be the witness, twice, 16/19, two tours. Would that be only wet carbon footprint? Down the street, followed a taxi to save the fare, if only you followed a bus could not save more.
DB, October 31, 2012

 
Yesterday I lost my blue planner in the library at New Taipei City. That’s because I was too eager for adding the Chinese language translation of my essay to the Plurk microblog and rushed out the library to forget the planner on the library computer table before the library alerted the readers that the library would close within ten minutes. But how come it would be that? Would it be that I tried McDonald’s newly outlet farther from the library near the HsinPu subway entrance and skipped the old outlet of McDonald’s in front of the City Council near the very library, and which the McDonald’s owners were hiring New York City lawyers for their lawsuit currently proceeding in district court with that I am the privy? So inconvenient and so abrupt that if someone still keep watching me so as to hurt their eyes when they have observed my activity in that instead of this fast food restaurant? Or if it only because I had mentioned that I would rather leave this WORLD(World of the Warcraft online game) and go to the Hollywood movies in local cinema complex of that Canadian IMAX? Was it that some stupid brigade of citizens consistently coming near and catching me on the city bus route to Taipei City from the suburbs now being the French Quarter of New Taipei City, rehearsing again and again what that 1996 AmTrek train bound to Long Island of New York State of Long Beach that to the political concerns to be afraid of that assassinators would find and intercept me to threaten my life in the states? Before yesterday I lost the planer at the New Taipei City Library around PM 4:55 library close time putting on the computer table, on the city bus on route back to New Taipei City from Taipei City Carrefour mall, that city bus Korean Hyundai pilot system was taking up additional ticket fare of NTD$15 besides when I got on the bus in front of the French Carrefour Mall at Taipei City with NTD$7 ticket fare paid, that could be intended to annoy me before the planer de facto was taken. That, if only that was a plot, could be caught off guard, that could be said to be committed, with measurable intent, able to be recorded as evidence, except that it would not be a civil rights issue without morality of preaching purpose to distinguish itself from that crap, crust, and the crest of the hill where a Ryan or a Wright would normally dwell in. Did you know where was Ryan? That pretty Meg Ryan in the Hollywood movie, You’ve Got Mail? Don’t know? Find it, and you would get the answer. Will you?
Today at New Taipei City Library I filled a seeking for lost personal belongings form to register that lost blue planer, also I went to the Carrefour mall counter at Taipei City to write down my name and address with telephone number to ask for assistance to find that blue planer.
David Chang, SSN057-86-4042,
October 30, 2012

 
From online dictionary we can look up the word Egoism, which means the habit of valuing everything only in reference to one’s personal interest. A synonym to Egoism is Egotism, which means excessive and objectionable reference to oneself in conversation or writing, conceit, boastfulness, self-centeredness. The meaning of the phrase Common Ground is a foundation of common interest or comprehension, while a stance in mountaineering is a place at the top of a pitch where a climber can stand and belay. If we were to share the stance we would not be that critical about that sort of investigation into the history phenomenon of the India Gandhi Satyagrahi of nonviolent resistance and parallel to the American case of blacks that struggle to ride the city buses in Georgia. Or were we writing biased blog only to schmooze, both wasting our time or something else? I cannot say that it is the case for it is stance of myself.
Many years ago I heard it from newspaper that an international exchange student coming from Switzerland to this country, and the airplane crashed into the sea of Taiwan Strait. The Switzerland mother who was bereaved of her son followed me up back to Taiwan when I took a personal visit tour to the European continent, they told her at one Zurich alley that I was from Taiwan and a second lieutenant officer for a redemption, I was silent about that intangible comment and she seemed to be white. But she came with her neighbor of ethnic Asian just like me. The bereaved Swiss white woman stayed in Taipei local hotel, had her Asian neighbor come to the embassy for a negotiation but from message only source I could not make out what they would try to negotiate. That Asian neighbor was killed on scene in front of the embassy although she was a citizen of Switzerland from Zurich. The Swiss white woman bereaved of son was stunned by her neighbor being killed. She had never told me she was coming to Taiwan, nor what to negotiated with the embassy. The local information when I stayed in library at Taipei City argued that the ethnic Asian of Zurich citizen was representing her neighbor to negotiate with embassy, but she never mentioned about anything concerned my personal details, only said a name of my university classmate. And must be something they said in front of the embassy annoyed the blacks in the USA and that Asian Zurich citizen got slaughtered on scene. There were none of our business, and we should better keep silence about this stuff, as the intangible comment goes around the library area at Taipei City. Years later after that event, I don’t know whether such an information coming in at the library at Taipei City was a rumor or not. Nor do I know if there was anything happened to my classmate whose name was mentioned in front of the embassy after that slaughter of a Zurich Asian citizen. There are some rumors recently that he was killed but I am not sure. That’s all that I have known, and I think that is what I have to know, enough. Another accompany old woman at the Zurich airport was from the Taiwan Consulate at Switzerland, assumed the Switzerland citizenship when the Asian Zurich citizen died at Taipei. She never told me about these manslaughter.
David Chang, SSN057-86-4042,
October 29, 2012

 
What brought you in your university days to take a course of junior English oral class when you were only a sophomore and made a climate change presentation in front of the senior? Not that destiny Knight of the the Templar bumped into you to show kind of epiphany but a brochure of nuclear electric power from your father’s company conveniently put upon your table for you to scanned to the laser printer to be ready material as a base to present. That was not of carbon reducing incentive, only providing rhetoric rich in ideas, at least in your university year. But that is essential background for building up university democracy, isn’t it? Recently I have some ideas which was actually coming to my sense, but in the states of related evidence of promising law school students to prepare for school debates or thesis project, sometimes they have got their own Apple Mac i-books to search for the serendipitous results of unknown apart realm of a controversial subject, also as a base for their presentation materials. That would be sort of university forum to sponsor that analysis and research, for engineering discipline or for law school subject as well. Could we say these are the same thing?
Climate change. Yes, long term weather report has dynamic outcomes to show you now that it is autumn. Even in this ever spring island of the Far East part of the globe, you could feel the difference. Can we take the business class jet and at the same time reduce the carbon footprint? It was not your Harris tweed jacket, not the video game of ranger class, not the college English class, but an European tour British Airway BA business class. Didn’t George W. Bush years later release news to the press that he boarded the same airline? At least I saw that BA mark printed on the airplane in the media. A round trip ticket offered me from Zurich to Frankfurt, with Zurich citizen persuading me to stay and some orient tourist notified to be my classmate and Citibank Visa Gold call center message. Yes, climate change in a situation such as this, and all we can feel that the weather has changed. Not weather, that’s called climate.
All right. Last time I was ready to meet the press, that was outdoors in the local cinema complex, just waiting. A local media with their camera shooting around to come by my side to ask me. I can feel that they would like to ask me how I feel in that occasion. Maybe I was just thinking too much. There was no such thing they would come to find me. Feel free to find a standby passenger to make an interview for their television program. Not really, it was dubious that a wretch such as me who was only with the police record to be stolen car owner, or actually only a driver of that engine number masked Toyota 1.6 class. I heard that car as a company free gift sample originally produced only as 1500 cc engine but to be rebuilt engine part as 1600 cc. How austere would a customer to do with that crime over a decade without a final resort? Your counterpart not only built relationship by a contract in glamorous general rank with your colony lords but also was hiring assassinator covered by your own people to approach you in front of their own motel chain. Would you need some additional facility to boost up your emotional intelligence or social intelligence? Climate change, I think that for a mother-xxcker like you need was to hear the department advice around that year, to go to visit your doctor and do some intake. That was one of the most intimate person except for your own mother since decades ago you still was a baby. Not that relationship built up in the New York City with a photo shooting on the school open day but an intimate relationship since several months old. I think just like Mr George W. Bush told us what he thinks that you should listen to your mother, and I think that I should also listen to her. All right.

 
Alan Greenspan, The Age of Turbulence, Adventures in A New World, by Alan Greenspan 2007, the Penguin Press
What if the Keynes offered mathematically elegant solution and the Keynesian interventionism, which the theoretical basis for much of this laid down by the great Cambridge economist John Maynard Keynes and his masterworks “The General Theory of Employment” and “Interest and Money” that had provided the intellectual underpinning for Roosevelt’s New Deal, and the discipline Keynes created now known as macroeconomics, all were deemed as without real world experience based analyses but only a few of simple business facts could be overruled? In Alan Greenspan’s 2007 autobiography, The Age of Turbulence, there is a witty, humorous description of such a question. When I had been trying to answer such a question in 1996 autumn semester at CUNY Baruch business graduate school, that question ended with introduction of some controversial marketing concepts and consumer behavior of myself in the Virgin Records shop with Madonna’s dated single album compact disc buying, The Lucky Star, and REM’s latest album Wake Up Bomb(New Adventures in Hi-Fi). That was a matter of fact, I’d say. But I still do not have an answer to this question, even that I don’t think anyone could confirm there would be a definite answer to be presented to this question. Mr Alan Greenspan answered this question in his 2007 autobiography, The Age of Turbulence, for a perfect period of his eighteen and half a year of Federal Reserve Chairman career. He is a New Yorker, from uptown West Side of Manhattan of a Jewish family. His father was a businessman who was writing business books and sent Mr Alan Greenspan one copy as a birthday gift. As a New Yorker and an eighteen and half a year Federal Reserve Chairman, of course he can write. Just like the opinion and comment to Mr Bill Clinton and Mrs Hillary R. Clinton about their 2003 autobiography writings, My Life and Living History, in contemporary fashion and Mr Alan Greenspan shall deserve the same opinion and comment to his autobiography masterpiece, Alan Greenspan, The Age of Turbulence.
Mr Chairman Alan Greenspan mentioned in details the Wall Street “Black Monday” which happened in 1987, the stock market crashed when he was just appointed by President Ronald Reagan to be Federal Reserve Chairman from an enterprise holder of Townsend-Greenspan company. Mr Chairman Alan Greenspan had been kept appointed by President Reagan, President George H.W. Bush, President Clinton, until 2006 January Mr George W. Bush became President to be eighteen and half a year of Federal Reserve Chairman.

 
Have you learned the zodiac sign yet? That’s pretty interesting, if you look into it more carefully. My zodiac sign is Aquarius. Aqua, Aquarium, then the single Barbie Girl, that’s a band and that’s right. Coca Cola recently promoted the company’s beverage locally with blue and yellow color separately of two mineral sports drinks. The name of the Coca Cola’s sports drink is called Aquarius. But the local brand name in Chinese language did not bear Aquarius but Dynamic Element with it for these years, because the patent and trademark office had criticized the Coca Cola company using one of the zodiac sign as their Coca Cola’s own brand name. And the company at the moment was glad to follow the legal advice of local patent and trademark office to be political correct. Hmm, I would think that my incentive system was a weaker one, for my personal Yahoo! Kimo website blog, I had downloaded an Aquarius blue patch as base pattern to replicate to form a mosaic website background before it was forced to shut down by law court order in this August. I think that they did warn me for several times together with some of the warnings from Facebook, I cannot make it out very clearly. But at least I did not use that zodiac sign Aquarius as the personal blog name, to violate that kind of generalization regulation and political correctness. However, my Yahoo! Kimo personal blog did have been shut down by the seizure of local criminal police and district court. Fair enough? Everyday I write, surely I would say no, no rights. Right with that? Can I do that pronunciation?
When the words are putting down on paper, that would be hard to get it back. Still, there are other better off methods to cover. Because a picture is worth a thousand words, you know? How to get a picture? Yes, use the camera and make your photo. But firstly you must have a camera, whether it is a digital one. Maybe you can catch some picture of horses in blue sky, and that would be beautiful and comfort for the public graduate school some decades ago. I think so, I cannot agree more. I would not ask who is it, all right. I would learn not to say Wei but only say hello on the telephone instead. But who was him holding that little green plant on March 17, the Irish St. Patrick Day, really?
DB, October 24, 2012

 
What kind of paper do you want to use to turn in your business school homework? In 1996 when I just arrived at the New York City, I would reply that with no second thought, yellow matt art paper. That’s it, because it looks with higher quality than your notebook paper. But why Julia told Jack Forman not to buy the yellow mat? Hmm, lots of meanings, I think. But it could be only the personal preference of Julia, if we would say something serious about it, which really concerned me for a while, you know. I did not eat that kind of paper sugar dress or something else for my lover, but I’d been drinking a cup or two breakfast coffee and tea with sort of that kind paper mat on the table. That was in front of Queen, Elmhurst subway station of G line, before I caught the mid-night red-eye shift to fly back to Taipei.
When I was with my Toyota Break into Style 1.6 sedan, I have been to the graveyard to reminisce about my grandmother quite frequently. Sometimes I was staying there for a lunch in the restaurant, that graveyard was famous with many celebrity and a singer rest there and was next to a sight-seeing spot of sculpture park. I would have been drinking a cup of red tea for the dessert with that kind of mat on the table. You know what, the point was that I brought that mat back as a souvenir and got a fordyce condition in my upper lip. Why don’t you keep the cigarette packages or postcard stamps but a yellow mat for souvenir or hobby collecting? That’s too austere and would make my eye hurt, if I were myself a decade ago to watch me doing that, I would say so to myself, too. But at the moment when I was leaving my grandmother before setting out for New York City to pursue my graduate life, driving my father’s old emerald green Nissan 1.5 sedan to visit her with my cousins, I didn’t think about the outcome would be such an ending.
My uncle and cousins had a watch and clock retail store. They were not so affluent but was fluctuated with the environment of the neighborhood such as some bubble soda patron would fluctuate in his own business. That patron was usually making a lot of good clocks and watches for my cousin to fix. What I try to say is that this bubble soda patron later had some problems, therefore, my cousins had problems with that watch and clock retails store. When I was driving my father’s Nissan used car of the color emerald green to notify my cousins that I would go to the New York City to pursue the graduate degree, the thing was getting deteriorated. My grandfather had a bicycle made in the USA, although my grandfather had died that bike was still exhibited in my cousins’ store, exactly just the country I would be going for, they lined up beside my used emerald green car to wave a good-bye to me with extremely envy shown in their eyes. That’s why I can understand if they would harass me or made my life changed but if only I know that was just some complaints coming in during the cold winter days at Queen in 1996 before my return back to Taipei, that it was just that he wanted to get out of that in between place or just trying an escape for being caught between Scylla and Charybdis. They were my relatives and cousins.

 
Why We Want You To Be Rich, Donald J. Trump, Robert T. Kiyosaki, Rich Press 2007 September
Robert T. Kiyosaki is a teacher of business and investing in Hawaii. Donald J. Trump is famous in real estate business in New York City and the USA. Donald is also the star and co-producer of virtual reality television series, which has received national and worldwide attention.
“Why We Want You To Be Rich,” as the book title goes, that when you are working, you are rich dad, and until you are retired, you are poor dad, the authors want you to be rich because the authors would like to make you working and then you will get wealth, happiness and health from work. That’s why the two authors of this book say to you, Why We Want You To Be Rich. This is a small book with enlightenment and on the final page Mr Donald J. Trump wishes the readers empowered by this book and succeed.