What others appear like two I now have. Unwhat. Electronic Photon Creation Posted: Apr 29, 2010 1:16 PM Plain Text Reply
What others appear like two I now have. Unwhat. Electronic Photon Creation sends out ?Something? it by some means determines the direction the photon will go.
It my not tell why but look what that says if you apply one term ?Total Rejection of ?Current??
There is one loop there.
The list of reason I said that Space Field was not as Paowerful now come into play. OUCH.
What I've wrote can be run throw one's head in a second. Electric.
When writing in the 1st Appendix about functions my head was glowing but I didn't know why. Tell I could write myself to there here.
Des Cartes's Often I have wanted to sit down and write. Well maybe it is I'll start over here in the corner.
There is one more maybe mocking thing that shows. The final answer has to do with ?Latching? What I have discribed is a simple ?Latching? this is a chain of ?latchings? Which slows something down to half the speed of light. More possible is there examples? How about about blank being at twice the speed? Where does the Weak Field end.
Des Carte I can live with what I do now.
Bob L. Petersen
Go back over everthing you were thinking. ALWAYS!
Just trying to think it out won't do it.
Bob L. Petersen
A good addtition and the STAR WARS wanting Library the center for all grabbing hands that hag arround here is roaring. This morning the people working for the Library who were formly laughing at me sid they thought they should get to sue George Lucas. Power. One of original crimes that people were told he mob commited was protection. This stalling at everything while debating what would be best for the people, telling me what the other crook says. This is that place that said George Lucas had a monoply because he was the only place who could do something. COME TO HERE FOR ALL YOUR LAUNDRY NEEDS.
Several charts listing occurrences in Physics I feel are important to my work.
A poem I'm also working on of over 2000 lines about why I can write a poem of over 2000 lines. Basically I worked on a fine foor shot deringer after commiting to many other projects. I was a sweet little thing. Just four little lines. I carried it arround with me. I discover my back was getting better I was going to be slowly more crippled. People had been bothering me. I wanted to stop them I wanted to win at something. In a moment it turned into a Machine gun. Up to 20 lines just let it roll out. It fell only to that use. I had to want to change it. ETC. WANT AND WHAT? It's in this form for now. Those were as they should be.
So much for protecting the Galaxy from evil. It's just about our HUT.
Some stole from most now dead. They bragged of it in 1998. Someone here now wants my part with them. My father is holding the Logging hook and in my memory. He's wondering if it will be able to pull the frame of the car outside. I laughed about what you could do with it years before.
A Masters Degree in teaching ART. Vocation Carpenter. Who am I?
This is not a prank.
Maybe I can't stop you.
Bob L. Petersen
What others appear like two I now have. Unwhat. Electronic Photon Creation