Monday, November 13, 2023

11/13/23

It is currently November 13, 2023... at 10:33 am CST.  Last night in NBA action... despite Stephen Curry being hot... PAUSE... the Golden State Warriors lost to the Minnesota Timberwolves... 116-110.

For the record... I am NOT a can-sir. 

He-he.

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This morning... the temperature here in Northern Mexico... aka Southern Texas... is 58 degrees. This morning I already fed the puppies, cleaned, checked my emails and messages, did yoga, rode my bicycle, and shot jump shots in front of the house. 

For the record... I am a can-sir. 

Ha-ha.

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When I was a child... I was always fascinated with history. In what is about to be 2024... I am fascinated that literally all of history... is available on the internet... right now. The reason why history is so important... is to understand the successful and failed documented experiences of others in the past... so we have the understanding of what to do that will make us successful... in the present... and in the future. 

With that being said... this morning... I have only spent about 20 minutes on the internet. I feel like I do not need to be on the internet too much anymore. I feel like I know enough about history... to understand what I need to do... and what not to do... in real life.

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Despite the temperature currently being 58 degrees... I am about to ride my bicycle to the grocery store. I am going to use my EBT card... to get food for the house... for the day. While riding the bike to the store might seem like a chore that would raise my temper... or temperature... the chore itself... does not make me mad. 

I am a no-mad. 

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History has taught me that we are here to do chores. 

My personal history has taught me what chores I can do... can-not do... should do... and should not do. 

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This morning... before exercising..  I picked out an outfit to wear. 

The outfit is a collection of free hand me downs. 

The outfit is cotton. 

This morning I picked cotton. 

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In my past... a lot of the chores that I did... and a lot of the time that I spent... was in an effort to obtain currency... that would give me the ability... to search for, find, and pick... cotton. 

I was a slave. 

In my present... all of the chores that I do... and none of the time that I spend... is in an effort to obtain currency... that will give me the ability... to search for, find, and pick... cotton. 

I am no longer a slave.

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In my present... all of the chores that I do... and all of the time that I spend... is in an effort to obtain cryptocurrency... that will give me the ability... to be searched for, found, and picked... in any type of cotton... that is covering up my body.

In my present... all of the chores that I do... and all of the time that I spend... is in an effort to strengthen my body... so that I will look and feel good... in any type of cotton... that is covering up my body. 

So far... so good. 

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Did an artificial intelligence robot synthesize all of the information ever written about and by me on the internet... and create the above blog post... as if it was written by me? 

It could have. 

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Am still alive?

I might not be. 

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History... especially new history... has taught me that everything on the internet... can be faked. 

Is a robot writing this... or is Kyle Kostic writing this? 

Did you do your homework... or did ChatGBT do your homework?

Is that a filter on your picture... or is that your real complexion? 

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History... especially my history... has taught me that everything in real life... cannot be fake. 

Kyle Kostic is really writing this. 

Some people really do their homework. 

Some people do not use filters on their pictures... and really reveal their real complexion. 

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History... especially my history... has taught me that everything in real life... is all that matters. 

Knowing that everything on the internet could be fake... makes me not even want to be on the internet anymore. 

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I say all of that to say...  that I think this is the end of this blog. 

If you are reading this... it is up to you... to believe if... any of this content is real.

I am telling you that I am in shape. 

I am telling you that I am now a can-sir... that will not die of cancer. 

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That is all... for now. 

I will see you when I see you. 

Peace. 

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-kyle





Sunday, August 20, 2023

football

It is August 20, 2023... at 9:05 am. It is very hot outside this morning here in southern Texas. Right now I am staying very cool... inside of the house. This morning I already rode my bike, did yoga, and lifted weights in front of the house... outside. This morning I already fed the puppies. They already went back to sleep. The chores are already finished. The refrigerator and pantry is stocked. The music is on. The house is peaceful. 

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Last night the New England Patriots defeated the Green Bay Packers 21-17... in NFL preseason football action. The game ended prematurely with 10 minutes and 29 seconds left in the fourth quarter... due to a serious injury sustained by Patriots rookie cornerback Isaiah Bolden. 

I did not see the play. 

I do not watch football anymore. 

I do not support the game of football in any way, anymore. 

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The game of football is played with a football.

The football is nicknamed... the "pigskin."

When the game of football was created... the bladder of a dead pig was put inside of a piece of leather... in order to inflate and create... what would be called... the "football."

Instead of calling the football "a pig bladder covered in leather"... it was simply called... the "pigskin."

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The football was used as an indicator of who to tackle while the game was being played. 

Whoever had the football during each play was the target. 

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The intent of every football play was for one team to advance the football past a line, by any means necessary. 

The intent of every play was for one team to prevent the advancement of the football past a line, by any means necessary. 

The end goal was always... entertainment. 

The end result was always... pain. 

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Football was a game created on slave plantations. 

Football was a game created by slave owners... to be played by slaves... with the job of entertaining slave owners. 

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Slaves were given perks for their performance. 

Slaves that consistently advanced the football past a line a lot... got more water, better clothing, and better treatment on the plantation... from the slave owners. 

Slaves that consistently prevented the advancement of the football past a line... got more water, better clothing, and better treatment on the plantation... from the slave owners. 

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Today... football is a game played in stadiums. 

Today men own football teams... played by contracted players... who have the job of entertaining team owners... and the job of entertaining the general public. 

Today football players are given perks for their performance. 

Today football players that consistently advance the football past the line a lot... get more water, better clothing, and better treatment in the world... from men who own teams of players... and the general public. 

Today football players that consistently prevent the advancement of the football past the line a lot... get more water, better clothing, and better treatment in the world... from men who own teams of players... and the general public. 

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Last night... the end result of the game... was a total loss. 

Last night... the end result of the game... was pain. 

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Today... football is still entertainment. 

Today... football is still a game. 

Today... football is still a game... that began on a slave plantation. 

Today... football is still a game... where men are contractually owned... by other men. 

Today... football is still a game... where the goal is always... entertainment. 

Today... football is still a game... where the result is always... pain. 

Today... football is still a game?

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It is now 9:45 am here in southern Texas. The house is still peaceful. The music is still on. The refrigerator and pantry are still stocked. The chores are still finished. The puppies are still asleep. I still already rode my bike, did yoga, and lifted weights this morning. I am still very cool... inside of the house. It is still very hot... outside of the house. 

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Now what am I going to do? 

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I am going to do any and everything... to entertain myself... other than talk about, watch, or support... the game... or business... of football. 

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Peace. 

-kyle 

Tuesday, July 11, 2023

Notes

It is Tuesday July 11, 2023... at 10:35 am. Today in a three set Wimbledon quarterfinal tennis match... unseeded Elina Svitolina... defeated number one seeded Iga Swiatek... 7-5, 6-7, 6-2. 

Sometimes I like when the underdog wins. 

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This morning prior to creating this post... I have meditated, done chores, and exercised outside. 

I decided to create this post... because I wanted to make a few analog notes that I wrote digital... just in case anything happens to my notebook. 

That is all.

You can use my notes... or copy my notes... if you would like.

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Notes: 




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That is all for now. 

TTYL. Peace :-)

-kyle







Saturday, May 27, 2023

Photo-Synthesis

Whether you are asleep or you are awake... your body is doing photosynthesis. You are a RA, a GOD, or... a... Camera? For 24 hours a day... whether your eyes are closed or not... you are looking at things... hearing things... and doing an internal photo-synthesis... with your mind and your heart... of how the combination of what you see and hear... makes you feel. If the things you see and hear yourself and others do makes you feel good... your mind and heart will remain at ease. If the pictures... or "pics of chores" of what you see and hear being done... are ugly... the internal photo-synthesis you do in reference to what you saw and heard... will make you feel bad. Now... here is how things work in reverse. We are all cells in GOD's body... living on top of the heart of GOD's body. If you take the letter H in the word Earth and move it from the end to the beginning, it spells Heart. That is because we all live in the 3rd dimension... Solar Plexus... stomach... or soul... or cameRA... or right outside of the heart... of GOD. Now... for 24 hours a day... while we are doing photosynthesis on the Earth... the Solar Plexus... stomach... or soul... or camera... of GOD... is doing photosynthesis on US. The trees... or nuero-transmiters... or speakers... of the heart of GOD... can hear us for 24 hours a day. GOD always listens to its gut. For 24 hours a day... GOD looks at us... whether its eyes are open or closed... listens to us... and does an internal photosynthesis... with its own mind and heart.... of how the combination of what GOD saw and heard us doing made ourselves, our fellow man, AND GOD feel. If the pic-chores that GOD sees and hears you doing makes you feel good, our fellow man/woman feel good, and GOD feel good(socialism)... GOD will let your heart remain at ease. I believe that if the pic-chores that GOD sees and hears you doing makes you feel good... but your fellow man/woman bad(capitalism)... GOD will feel bad... and give the person doing bad chores... heart dis-ease. Heart Dis-ease is grace. Every day GOD gives us grace... which is the opportunity to learn and do better... and show more heart to the people on EARTH. I believe that if GOD sees an individual do bad after being given GRACE... they will still get MERCY... which is the opportunity to learn and do better.... and show more heart to the people on EARTH... even after they KNOW that their capitalizing on others is bad. After being given GRACE and MERCY... if a person continues to cap... I believe that an emotional imbalance... or emotional flood... will cause that cameRA's lights to turn off. I also believe that if GOD sees an individual do good after being given GRACE and MERCY... GOD will keep giving that person currency... or currents of the sea... or breathe... or water... or emotion... enabling that camera... to take more beautiful pic-chores... or pictures. With that being said... right now... I am going to go earn more cryptocurrency. Very, very, specifically... I am going to go earn more ethereum. Bitcoin is a lie... and for people who "bit on the coin"... thought that money was currency... did things for money... and not for the love. Back in the day... Nas made a song called Ether. Ether is the truth. Ethereum is the truth... which is light... which is information... covered in water. I am about to walk to the basketball court. When I walk to the basketball court... I am going to cripple my toes. When I play basketball... I am going to cripple my toes... and my hands... and the rest of my body. The Solar Plexus... stomach... or soul... or cameRA... of GOD... will be watching me via the sun... and listening to me via the trees. The output of my heart and mind... and the photosynthesis of what pic-chores GOD sees me do... will determine how much ethereum... truth... or currency... or currents of the sea... or breathe... or water... or emotion... or FAIR "fresh-air"... that I earn. I believe that people can earn cryptocurrency... very specifically ethereum... the most valuable cryptocurrency... in a variety of ways. Some examples are playing basketball, walking, dancing, cooking, cleaning... and other chores... that promote... socialism... health... or digestion of good emotion... and good... in the gut... or 3rd dimension... for all... in the stomach of GOD. In summation... I believe that as long as your eyes... are taking good pictures... and your ears... are hearing good things... and you are doing photo-synthesis... of you and/or others... doing chores... that are good for ourselves, our fellow man/woman, and GOD(socialism)... your heart, the heart of others, and the heart... and stomach... of GOD... will remain... at ease. If not...GOD will just kill you... or put your lights out.

Wednesday, May 10, 2023

dinner

It is Wednesday, May 10, 2023... at 4:56 pm. 

Cee-Lo ;-)

It is 81 degrees and sunny here in the wild, wild, western part of San Antonio, TX. Earlier today in Major League Baseball action... the Oakland Athletics earned a victory over the New York Yankees... 8-1. Also today in the city of Oakland... there are billboards that are advertising the availability of cannabis. Also today in the city of New York... adults 21 and older are able to possess up to 3 ounces of cannabis. 

Ok. 

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The first thing I did this morning was take out the trash. 

The next thing I did this morning was mop the floor... because one of the puppies went to the bathroom on the floor... in the middle of the night. 

This morning I made coffee.

This morning I stretched.

This morning I fed the puppies. 

This morning I made breakfast. 

This morning I did my emotional exercises. I made sure I coughed everything off of my heart... so my heart can remain at ease... and my body can remain outside of a cough... in. 

This morning I did my laundry. 

This morning I helped my neighbor unload multiple 50 pound bags of sand out of his truck. 

This morning another one of my neighbors that I have done previous work for gave me a pair of fresh new overalls. 

This morning I shaved, gave myself a haircut, and gave myself a shape up. I have a 3.5 on top with waves all around... and a blowout on the sides and the back. My blend is fresh. I have been giving a lot of haircuts around the neighborhood lately. Everyone that has received a haircut here by me has been happy with their result. 

This morning... I did my basketball dribble exercises, shot jump shots, and practiced making moves. 

While playing basketball... a few cars drove by. 

I ate some eye scream. 

When I finished playing basketball... I ate some ice cream. 

Ok.

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This afternoon... I checked my email, the news, and my messages. 

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blah. 

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This afternoon... I ate a vegetable burger. 

I was quiet about something I was mad about. 

This afternoon... I also ate some ice cream. 

This afternoon I screamed a little... but I was rightfully mad. 

Being rightfully mad is better than being a cold and dead vegetable. 

Brrr. 

I am calm now though.

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It is now 5:58 pm. I am now sitting outside in the driveway. The sun is shining. The sky is clear. The wind is soothing. The temperature is prrrfect. I have my headphones on, and am listening to music. I just gave my neighbors dog Zeus some ice cream. He comes in our yard from time to time. Pause. He is nice. We never fight. No paws. 

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Tatiana just got home. She just finished teaching a dance class. 

It is almost time for dinner.

Since I moved to the country... I learned how to really cook. 

Tatiana taught me. 

I was a doof for not learning how to cook sooner. 

Tonight though... she is going to make me food. 

I appreciate her for that. 

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They... whoever they are... say you are what you eat.

When I used to eat meat... meat used to make me sick. 

I no longer eat meat. 

Pause... and Paws. 

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For the record... I have never eaten "that" kind of "meat."

For the record... I have never eaten "that" kind of "beef."

For the record... I hate eating the confusion caused by the double entendre traps blended into the English language. 

Sometimes I want to give the person who created the language... the paws. 

Woof. 

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Are we really what we eat?

If I eat chicken... do I become a chicken?

If I eat pig... do I become a pig? 

If I eat cow... do I become a coward?

If I eat fish... do I become fishy?

If I eat beef... am I beef?

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Everything I did this morning... I did with my root chakra, my third eye chakra, and my "I's". 

Everything "I" did this morning... I did with my toes, my hands, and my eyes.

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My toes and my hands are both parts of my root chakra. 

While exercising this morning... I mashed my toes and my hands. 

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If I am what I eat... I am mashed potatoes. 

After handing me lunch... Tatiana told me that I looked good.

She was doing photosynthesis. 

She took pictures...  or "pics" of the "chores" that I did... and her synthesis told me that i deserved my plate. 

She did not shock the Ra.

If I am what I eat... I am hand-some too. 

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I still eat beef... but not in that way anymore. 

Pause... and No Paws. 

I always cough everything off of my heart... and always speak my emotional beef... so my heart can always remain at ease and peace... and my body... and the potential body of another person... can always remain outside of a coffin... and always at ease and peace... too. 

No tumor for holding in my emotion... and no tomb-err for letting go of my emotion in the wrong way.

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I no longer eat chicken, pig, coward, and fish... in any way. 

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I used to really eat cancer. 

I used to really eat can-sir. 

I was a sir... that said yes I can... to too much. 

I was a bad can-sir. 

I was a chicken, pig, and coward... that was fishy... ate too much beef... and did not say no enough. 

No more. 

If I am what I eat... I have to eat things that are growing... and not things that are already dead. 

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It is now 7:11 pm. 

All of this talk about food has actually gotten me thirsty. 

I think I am going to have some cold water.

No wine. 

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I'm good. 

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Peace. 

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-kyle :-)