A reasonably meritous slake at perhaps a state or federal government-subsidized research basis for sustainability, biological threat socioeconomic ecologies-inquiry watershed energy slog deprecation of a locality in significant development of railway transit, a defiant California clean air driver's identity of living Los Angeles-tastastic, and etc. : Case study in point: do garbage slog demographics and recyclables collectors merit the hold-over of what would otherwise seem to have been a need for bees to discover flowering plants for sustenance; yet: garbage and recyclables (video)

So, last night was a somewhat 

: * °/-..√

[Okay] : an obvious reality wider scope insight about last night in Los Angeles is that there's some various, (perhaps) organizational eyes in on what merits:

Short basis mockup list as by memory and subjective experience:

Quick stub as to a backdrop, first:

I hung out with an iconic slake on a standardized AF all for it, real one: white guy. Any tastastic sprawl-legged young slake on ad hoc totally slake on racially-demographically penis investment in fintech drunken underage talk-up circles of disparagement teenage substance abuse lifestyle of a "growing up white" take on some issues in life:

Yet reality basis: perhaps not truthfully quite what this guy's actual self is about; he just had an iconic slake on about how I happened to get along with him, socially, as a tobacco enthusiast outlying fringes audience of the sometimes skate spot 

: Grand at 1st, (this link features a particularly useful and succinct take on what merits the spot where I met the man), in a photo contribution to Google Maps Local Guides by Jerrod Justice: who notably has a much merited reputation on a quick Bing Search, in which Jerrod seems to be a somewhat elusive singular identity to name a guy and place on, whereas perhaps some notion of Jerrod4Justice; 

Anyhow, contextually an ad hoc departure in addressing an individual's identity heraldry merited here, I emailed him on a basis as such:

I'm interested in blogging along contextually relevant purpose basis, for likewise affected individuals as I find (found, upon Bing Search for Jerrod Justice); post-attributing an experience localization anecdotal scrum-what relevance basis homeless identity ended-up detrimented as a homeless and largely unserved and under-represented demographic: in particular focus in the localization-contextually relevant > found you [this site] : "basis,"
It's a somewhat slog blog slew of ad hoc all sorts of slake on development blog, yet I'm not a guy who doesn't also show my current facie selfie per request online, for such sprawl on such notable grammar school boundaries, to speak up on, (perhaps mostly in written form, here on blog):
Anyways, this is the blog where this sort of thing happens, and
: I am a student of compositional sorts; UCR grad school MA, music composition, pianist background quick and short story thing about it.
Ended up etc., but I feel like I'm also contextually relevant as per the {this one, yours} site basis; as far as in that I would perhaps pass this link along to individuals (myself) at @thepplconcern, 333 S Hill St., 7th floor, Los Angeles, CA, 90012:
They definitely are not offering writing samples nearly quite like I am, so openly, etc.
https://www.iPigeon.institute
Thanks for the @localguides contribution.

The line spacing not translating over in the WordPress contact box input thing; the mail didn't go through either, (I suppose, not irrelevant, though: "somewhat."

I found the site I happened upon not irrelevant:

 https://www.aiafs.com/product/webinar-suggestibilityandthecriminaljusticesystem

Anyways, the takeaway was that it seems to be a familiar sight; upon seeing this one instance of such a notion: bees seem to now largely flock to recycling centers, and here, a bundle of trash. The topic for questioning is: what is the impact of a largely urban society in which few flowering plants are seen as regular? In my common paths I travel on foot, and even of many extents of outlier traveling paths I'm known to man down, on my largely recyclables collecting type of outing path, of most times I might go out, I encounter a lack of typical memory of a common sight of a flowering plant.

Could the local Los Angeles, California, bee population be somehow largely decimated, or see an undesirable change in acute evolutionary establishment, upon several generations of continuing lack of care in a common household or other establishment of civic urban society of a burgeoning bee population somehow brought up on sappy garbage outings, to bring home?

It would seem, that, coupled with recent news reports of acute disease outbreak reports of creatures of parasitic nature, and the pestilences they host, and spread on to humans and to animal life, that a quick (over some few years, or so) common living standard of unnatural sorts, such as being made to subsist on discarded recyclables sap, amongst garbage (commonly) might find the common bee to change into a particularly neglected and therefore invasive new species or variant.

Given that notion, I'm somewhat of the belief that carrying recyclables, as a common recycling type homeless person typical notion of a persona that frequents the public's imagination [at minimum, here, in California, as recycling various retail purchase cans, bottles, and containers is allowed and has graces upon it, of the state: in redemption fees paid for recyclables and redemption centers about many localities] also is a simple ad hoc ionization practice, of some notion of resonance and frequency od the recyclables products, the constant walk motion, the lift and drop of the recycling collection bag, etc. being (conjecturally: supposed) an act which emits ionization energy, particularly so, for the resource material energy dynamics of it [the lifestyle and practice of collecting recyclables].

In addition to this quandary, the fact that progress in urbanization has lead to a lesser degree of need and belief of that pedestrianism is or of being as such: supports-as being given, in that being consideration: automobile manufacturers, which I've noticed, at times, draw on the common pedestrian's wellness by virtue of some of the rotary and electromagnetic acute ionic spectrum locality of the vehicles around it. Water mains providing the electrical wherewithal for both providing water to civic society, as well as being burgeoned through hydroelectric power plant t processing g along the way; our water and electrical sources both, and singularly, as such, at the same time, are commonly flexed to the detriment of several aspects of society; yet to focus the case in point; what might be suspected of the bee and parasitic creature population, to become established, as a result of ionization energies being emitted from automotive harmonic interferences, water main, and electrical line subtle harmonic radiation occurrences, all being broadcast with perhaps bees as unwitting casualties of the harmonic and resonance disparity conflict?

I saw a white spider, also; anecdotally, at the edge of a gas station trash can. An obviously unseemly spot for a spider to find sustenance or a home for peaceful establishment, but I wondered if the creature was somehow also drawn to the trash can for the same reason as such a common ambient purpose as focus upon recyclables as material resource energy, and as well: waste of society; perhaps garnered a low-level mind about itself in seeking out the trash can as somehow a likely spot for seeking out its moment in life?


As a comic aside, I had a set of distractions suit me on twitter, rather than attending to my blogging, here, and there was some relevant punch line with a bee sting involved, whereas the topic matter I felt was unduly a slake upon serious; whereas my .institute publication aims are none whatsoever unserious.

For what slake entails as suggestibly, it goes on, on my Twitter feed, I got a bee's take on what slake it might have, of all things, upon drinking a soda, and i got stung, by surprise. It was a spicy encounter, I must say. If I'm to believe the outlier extents of many conjectural sources I get fed my mind, as from what I preponder, it was carefully planned, as such that I drink from the fated bee-dranken soda can [bee, inside] for how much slake I'd been dictation transcriptioning on as of the previous night, whereas I was supposed to show up for court. Court ended up turning out okay, and I wasn't an unfeeling no-show to court, for that matter. All in all, it was portrayed to me as a hard knocks joke that I lived out, for being the guy about town who gets reared on about "slake" as anything topic matter might matter to someone; there was supporting materials to suggest that it wasn't mostly actually my doing, upon twitter, as such, yet I carried it out; me as the best orthographic transliterative arrête idiomatically ad hoc Françoise Latin of standardized English dictaphonography transcriptionist to tackle the topic on a morning portending to a workweek Monday, of all things (sigh...).

Thankfully, it didn't turn out for me as a warrant, and I got community service redacted from my sentencing. Thanks, Rochelle, from The People Concern!

Photos of my bee sting - moments afterwards.

Quick update on the green pine cone development effort: an ad hoc cottage industry occupation, at minimum.

 I've had the pine cone sunken into a handful of mud I collected from beneath a leaking fire hydrant, and prior to finding the mud, I determined that the pine cone might do well if it was given some blessings and offerings of Texas Cedarwood essential oil from Aura Cacia as well as some ConcenTrace liquid ionic minerals. In addition, I supposed that I could, perhaps, inspire some sort of ionic burgeoning of bringing the cone's still-living ostensible self to sprout a sapling branch out of it, if I made a reaction of the ionic mineral and oil coating of it along with some tobacco smoke and heat from the fire of the rolled cigarillo tobacco from underneath and around the pine cone; it seemed to attract some gravity unto itself with the combination.

After a few days of traveling around with me while coated with the mud and being brought out into the sun for some intervals in time, I brought it out of the mud bag upon arriving back at my place, and I washed the cone off with warm water.

The particularly special thing that was notable about the pine cone, despite the fact that it had browned a bit, and that the tips of the spikes of the cone had seemed to develop nodes at the tip; one had broken off, and I've yet to identify just what these nodes entail in the scope of the lifespan and development of the pine cone as it expends it's life energy into something. Perhaps it's not been a proper induction into sprouting into a sapling, yet I'm still hopeful for it. What I did nitice, though, which was of promise, was that the oil, mineral liquids, and tobacco smoke ash combination left a thick, resinous smooth and shiny black tar with a beautiful spicy scent.

I decided to keep on in developing the incense-like resin basis of what the cone might merit, and I'm working on covering it with a new and more dedicated purpose towards establishing an incense resin development cycle for a purpose that I might apply to green pine cones; perhaps I'll make it an outing basis out to the mountains nearby, locally, to establish a collection of similar young pine cones to establish one of the cottage industry aspirations that would inevitably arise from doing these various treks around town, and establish various takes on incense products from scratch and by hand that obviously herald from such cultures as northern French African infusions of trade and society from which the Morrocan variety of Texas Cedarwood essential oil, particularly fine, as it's offered by Aura Cacia, for the disparity in price of the bulk-sized alternate offering of Texas Cedarwood oil by Whole Foods Market brand, which is taken from the a Juniper or Spruce of a Mexican varietal.

Ostensibly, with so much nuclear disparagement of the soils and atmosphere of the regionally localized environment; this being Los Angeles of southern California; it makes for a notably less fine and distinctive array of aromatics of the tree's specieal or acute conditioning produce capacity at this time, in addition to being diluted with a carrier oil, (I belidve), in the Whole Foods Brand offering. In some cases, not particularly much to disparage the much more actual aromatics and volatile oils in what's offered, by weight; yet I'm interested in developing products and distinction in end product in line with ethical and sustainable offerings, as my first-outset in doing things of product-related manufacturing and finery considerations at hand, in the same vein as the iPigeon branding heraldry of racing pigeons trade convention and social economy basis of meeting and establishing well-wrought and considerate relations where such distinctions are trusted from the source, as I'm responsible for in my own .institute output and for sustainable work developments that may arise from having the extra time, care, budgeting, and conscientious discernment of having had ostensibly finer pigeons, someday: to show for such slight, yet significant (in terms of my single-handedly retail purchase at Whole Foods in that I have a choice between two bottles, both of them seemingly slight in their purpose, in some consideration); I'd obviously make it the finest available as ad hoc development findings, and perhaps develop from there, based on aesthetics and merit that make the difference in making sustainable and secure establishments in relationships to come.

[Sorry, long-winded; I'm being regionally trifled by localized and regional playback of competitive minds and Disavowal of all sorts of reasonable basis in showing face in the development cycle].

iPigeonKit iOS Apple iTunes App Store offerings for iPad that work well in developing an advertiser marketing persona content producer iBeacon [or aurally Beacon-esque imaginative takes on a tech and lifestyle arrête kit confīte; plus some discourse on associated technologies and ad hoc development possibilities, based on experience] : localized {remote sensing} (listening; speaking: environmental awareness identity development best practices)

All top cute list stuff aside, some people establish less than corporatism standard effective discourse in doing such things.

The considerably unprecedented lean, though, merits being discoursed in considerate relevant form; here: it goes down in written word form.

The issue in context, and some merits to its discussion: 

There's this guy, amongst a variant typology establishment of some limited scope basis of men; commonly, in spoken word, I'd say something like "all sorts of guys," but I've told this story before, and no one really squats on doing a valid dis-service to the standard masculinity expectations of common and standard men of stereotypical imaginative takes of at least: just about most everyone I grew up with has these stereotypical underpinnings; perhaps nothing: yet one time I fancied I smelled my lean on the floorboards so lean that I smelled smoke and I thought it had happened: I leaned that AF jaunteded on some development scrum process that merited my full-on and all for it attention, yet obviously, I would not lean quite so much to the detriment of my ionic liquid minerals heraldries supplementation regimen: to jaunt standard stereotypical admirable bum persona takes on that I'm a bum, most commonly, and I never used to lean like this, I'm sure, but this time [just once], I leaned so hard on the floorboards while I was doing an ad hoc USC dumpster trash-diving year-end for student apartments move-out special take on what might have otherwise been a standard bum recyclables dumpster dive take on "it's summer, it's hot;" various distractions from that I was simply collecting recyclables and then, there were especially finery dumpster leave-outs: [obviously, people moved out for the school year and they were trashing stuff in the dumpsters]. 

I've noted the Chinese medications previously here on iPigeon.institute blog article publications, and my coconut composting efforts with ionic minerals. 

That being said, I've worked out some various marketing slew speakership iconic-bumtastic classic bum jaunt persona basis stylizations of some of bums' lifestyle personas finest " [«  »] " quotables bums I could muster, while being at least one who could live to burgeon the blog as article write-up on top iOS App Store purchases for the audio side of what merits Apple's significant works and achievements in development: CoreAudio and some related technologies of the iOS mobile device platform potential: here, in field work ethnography and self-anthropological studies that I've done; ostensibly, if I was about wasting time more than development and establishing basis of what all this means, I'd ostensibly already addressed all of these issues, and this being in social media format: obviously, the lean so unprecedentedly smells like smoke somehow - might, in some form of naivete as could possibly play out, simply be somebody's insider Folklore to pass me through the story of just one more, whereas I'd be establishing an unserious typology basis of Top Level Domain website development of a .institute Blogger site.

I did that once, perhaps just last week or so.

That being said, I seemed to at least potentially also un-mic'ed, ad hoc, and constituently disparaging my obvious better purpose of remembering and relating to a readership audience: a better and less-depraved anecdote of what merits an iBeacon ad marketing basis; 

I'd say I'm obviously capable of evincing intelligence through written discourse. The preceding paragraph structure is so obviously of note. I've discussed [these] typologies previously.

imaengine
SVG Unlimited
Adobe Draw
Creative Cloud
iColorama
Adobe Concept

Okay, actually, I looked over the list, as I was preparing to sort out the simply audio-visual constituent apps, and I saw that I'd have to address various aspects of many of these other apps to really speak on empowering a valid speakership voice and capability in an ad hoc, as-needed person of the merits I've spoken on, for this blog article series basis of Top App Store iOS listings for witting and willing buyer client basis sorts of the Apple iTunes online content store, for which there is a significantly distracted and much-less advantaged long-term app-usage valuation type for a content media producer typology attainment goal in life; I've spent considerable hours in looking into jailbreaking iOS devices, and it's obviously something that people like to do, or they fall suggestible to doing so, whereas this is simply a better life to live: as I'm writing about.

Google Drive
Hydra
Facebook
Twitter
Tumblr
AUM
AudioCopy
SoundCloud
Apple iOS Photos
iOS Accessibility
TweetRoot
Acoustic Picture Transmit
Virtual ANS
Euclid's Book of the Elements I + III
Pret a Template
Logotastic
Molecule Design
Fractals
Kaleidoscopic
Hyperspektiv
Virtual Room 3D AU Audio Unit
Domainr
Google Maps
Apple Maps
Ads and Analytics - YES! On! All of them okay!
Significant Locations
Adobe Captivate
Qleedo
Agile Tortoise - Phraseology
Meme-maker for iconic memes
Wells Fargo Bank
Wikipedia
Map Area Calculator
Arc-GIS
Ibru
Squeak!
Concentric
Gradient
Meta + Exif photos
Pro Shot + Perspective Fix
Cross DJ Pro
Licensed iTunes singles of your favicon songs! Perhaps futurebass mix 2 * and chill trap - YouTube for beats.

iPigeon.institute tenets in action: identifying Lyme Disease outbreak sites around localized areas of a metropolitan area and detoxifying them at the root of the issue with ConcenTrace ® from Trace Minerals Research and with Aura Cacia Texas Cedarwood essential oil

With my arm looking like this:

after picking up a sweater off of the ground and becoming itchy over the course of several days, I knew beyond most common doubts that I was hosting a parasitic tick. Thankfully, I had the aforementioned natural cures of liquid ionic minerals by ConcenTrace and Aura Cacia's Texas Cedarwood essential oil, both purchased from Whole Foods Market in El Segundo, California.

That being said, I investigated my sweater sleeve, as the bites and rashes were solely on one arm, and lo and behold, I found a single adult tick inside of the cold or the cut of the sweater sleeve, a common place for ticks to hide.

Many of us had grown up and lived lives as dog owners, as Southern Californians, as far as being familiar with parasitic infestations as far as common fleas are concerned. 

But how common are tick infestations?

According to a recent news article publication slew of topic output from major news outlets:

Reuters - Tick, mosquito-borne infections surge in the United States.

An Invasive New Tick is Spreading in the U.S.

it's potentially an uptick in relevant threat delineation via news article publication as of this May to take note of. More commonly, though, is any former sufferer of a slight to severe onset of tick infestations in their own lives being constantly sensitive to a notion that the debilitating disease of parasitic infestation; with ticks and Lyme Disease seeming to be a multiply-debiliating disease bearer in Lyme Disease in that thete seems to be a concomitant threat of along-side itching: a common neurological deficit in seeming to be capably set about a reasonable task: (the one hosting the parasite), in that ticks and Lyme Disease seem to strike where poverty and hard drug abuse live, as delimiting factors, at least from my own experience, and from casual encounters with other sufferers of an onset of Lyme Disease.

That being said,

My task of the day for one of my .institute tenets of formalism in finery assertiveness is that I constantly go out on a trek, out on foot, and identity, first-hand, where some of the common threats concomitant alongside poverty and drug abuse: the lesser-seeming threat of onset Lyme Disease and parasitic infestation of an unwitting host: might be found and hereby detoxify: 😉 [my job: the site of toxicity upon predicate dumping, upon several to many times over] a walk-over location of notable carrying-away acute disease onset of a rash; 

presumedly, the acute rash characteristic of some disease bearing site:bearing disease [somewhat:notion]

The disease could become worse, I'd not treated well, within a reasonable onset of time with such natural cures as I've got in my possession under retail purchase: it's all legit and paid for, no unfinery, unbecoming of a .institute domain website purchase and Blogger publication basis, which serves my media outlet publication resource aspirations unto my own willingness and capability well: (I do get top search engine hit stats of my latest publications: pretty impressive, for my own sake 😘).

I'll follow up later on today with more.

Update:

A typical day upon arriving in to Skid Row in Downtown Los Angeles, California.

A soiled flooded gutter; easily a place where mosquitoes could thrive, yet with ionic liquid mineral treatment; I can personally attest to the fact that if parasites burgeon forth from this pool of liquid, they will be patently less offensive than standard mosquitoes.

A common urination and feces spot, and a simple detoxification treatment.

Here's the significant problem spot I identified one recent early morning when traveling through the area: a couple of gutters that don't see quite so often full-on cleaning; a particular problem in that a lady was attempting to sweep up the trash in the gutter, which was flooded as well, at the time. I became itchy on one spot on my leg after encountering this incident, thus inspiring my goal to detoxify this area in several spots with ionic liquid minerals and essential oils.

Thanks, Chinatown, DTLA Starbucks for helping me haul up the last two of these videos. 

Back at the empty apartment, looking forward to new projects with ionic liquid minerals in agricultural experiments, and a classic iOS User Access debacle from an iPod Touch I purchased [ostensibly I could be less jauntedAF]. {Such way weird AF chanting and trifle about stuff I discoursed about on Twitter@jay_ammonlast night.

Having gotten back home, I've emptied out my bags of collectables and small projects to work on. My main inquiry is how a pine tree sapling would come about to sprout from a pine cone. I found several, yet one green one is of interest; I would guess, above any other notion, that some Concentrace ® from Whole Foods Market

[the app]

A small set of photos 

I feel like I've got not much other purpose beyond blogtastastic girly bum persona trifles around DTLA: done. I did it all beyond most achievers in trekking from 90th to Pasadena, and then I got home and there was some debacle about proper boundaries and attributions going on since it was local newspaper stuff, and there was an event about it. 

I suppose I ought to just check out a different store source of the liquid ionic minerals on a basis of hearing broadcasts about depravities gone down in some rebuke about me developing on agricultural aspirations in miniature in-home composting efforts with liquid ionic minerals and coconut shells. I'll check out a different Whole Foods to see how the quality of their ConcenTrace is, comparatively, and for reports on blog or social media.

Ostensibly, I ought to follow up on this article on some research about what it actually takes to sprout a pine tree from a pine cone.

Update:

After doing some research on Bing search:

I discovered various suggestions that suppose that a pine tree might be capably grown from dried-out pine cones, which are common; yet most interestingly, and to my inspiration for the sake of hopes of this particular green pine cone being something special beyond an old and dry common pine cone, I found this public domain photo of a larch pine cone on Wikipedia.org which shows that a branch had grown from a similar one cone of said species:

Given that, I've made some efforts to see if I might be able to somehow sprout this pine cone by keeping it in some mud that I found; hopefully with some sunlight, it'll see a sprout come out of it and I'll have achieved sprouting a pine tree from out of it.

Whoa. I thought I was at 46 posts on here, or so. Hopefully it's all good in backup stuff, and not f... [Well, it couldn't (obviously not) be a bad thing].

That's how it came out.

Talk of the moment, as par entre-doux en fien cours les confiderrietantes. 

That's my off-handed Françoise take on the taix entrebouerrerait.

All plop en Françoise at the helm of hoping I'm not making myself look less than appropriate, transliterative oblique-orthographically .institute actual serious, as the supposedly only contributor to this blog, as of content I/O and directives. 

My apartment was organizationally and calculatingly ransacked by psychotically attached drug addicts from my Jr. high through high school depravity context

That being said, it's a particularly despicable sleight that was as simple as such: handed off of on any sort of personal respect and consideration upon me by so many various individuals who spoke on the topic of conceivably, as they found themselves presented with the notion of people having had stalked my blog and social media output, as conceivably already blocked and ignored individuals on social media from me, for so many sleights at the establishment and all sorts of things good and common in society: they found me doing something ostensibly enjoyable and appreciable which they found they would simply disparage and bam off deplorable takes on that I'd been a whatever moment of half, to consider, and no more, on that note, for the fact that I simply don't think and dote on them, whereas they psychotically inevitably bam off common terrorist cell establishment and demands as such, that illicit drug distribution and abuse, of a maturity context of at least 10-15 years ago, of to consider my impulse control, and of depravity inconceivably trifling and strange, in particular, as far as my upbringing merits I'd ever have a mind conceivable to merit any appreciable attention to such ostensibly neglected infant as such that they present of themselves, and I find them wittingly and consciously stated as such, from fhe time that I've known them, to have had been slight to the notion of csring for nothing conceivably better than indulgences of what ends up as blatantly racist and dregs of society; an inconceivable burden in life that I had encounter me and start off any context of sociability, on their part, of truthfully anything except abuse.