If i am a Train Kat instead of A Katie KAT..
what will i do.. certainly no travel on any
one line of railroad track thought.. or feeling..
of emotions and senses.. i will be like A flower of the Universe..
coming out of center balance flow.. with laser cat eyes of imagination..
dreams.. and creativity.. spreading out each and every way.. yes.. it’s
kinda like KATaDHD living 9 lives at one time..
spreading out.. and befriending all..
who i might and KAT CAN..
with Kat tales of Love
that satisfy whiskers
of ME OW..nOWOnE!..
Oh what a great prompt for inspiration.. Mr. Bill..
And Mr. X’s poetry associated with trains brings inspiration
to me last night.. for the start of my train stream
of consciousness.. in poetic ways
AS ALWAYS.. but tracks in
rigid way almost kill me
in the flesh and blood stuff of life..
so i rarely use sidewalks.. and never stay
on track anymore.. more like THAT
Flower THAN a line of Thought..
And also.. my train of
photos is a little too much..
perhaps for most..
as wherever this KA cho
cho is inspired to whistle..
the train follows in
all directions.. as sure..
and with a little ‘one direction’..
added in for multi-media song of..
Steam engine flow.. continuing in ALL DIRECTIONS.. but anyway i guess
one can consider this train of thought my effort here if they like..
and will include it as my 6th comment for my current train of
thoughts blog post.. if one wills.. in exploring tracks now..
As this locomotive of words is not hard to find either
on or offline.. all aboard the KmF 509 Train of words..
song.. and dance.. as wandering locomotive being
here and tHere.. as free range caboose
follows close as rear..
Anyway.. i will not
miss any poetry
here or poetic expressions
in response for sure..
the KmF 509 train is coming and wherever that goes..
from this point on.. i only feel and care not to know..
at ALL on trackS of FEELING life..
Yes… i grow up on a river only about a stones throw of adult arm away..
from bridge and real train tracks then.. shaking foundation of house.. this
prompt means a whole lot of inspiration to me.. bringing memories home..
i have a video of a home train somewhere stored in iPhone way..
that i might add before I train all my poetic expressions
for a really big gain of train.. post..
sometime after this entire train
experience runs its course..
around midnight tomorrow..
more.. for more fun for me..
in artful way of trains.. alive..
and fully expressing train poem tracks..
Next stop all aboard my Honda Civic..
will be the dentist office for a little
cleaning of my locomotive grill.. will
be back later.. and am looking
forward to this.. my friend in
trains too.. choo choo..
one or two o’s..
i leave or
add sometimes..
also known as
see ya later..
howling
down tracks..
of life free..
i ride.. i drift..
without tracks of life..:)
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Oh.. sub ways of human.. destination not kind.. all
aboard the underground train.. with no light
of sun.. or night of moon.. dwellers
are they who run on rat
tracks so long..
never finding
Spring or even
Winter of
cold
and Frozen
Well..:)
The voice trains restrain refrains
of yesterday’s ways.. where folks
will spend life stories.. instead
of iPhone ways.. so sad
it is to lose the
train connection
of life.. but hives
of tracks abound
above.. online
re-
tracked..:)
Ah.. the chained boredom of trains.. one car after another
in straight row lines.. coupled together perfectly
without a rail out of line.. oh to move
outside the tracks
of life
is a mystery
too untold
to
un-
fold..:)
Trains.. symbols of anxiety killers..
so perfect aligned.. nothing
out of place.. the
Universe is
a Flower
and a Train
is a stick..
to escape
the train
is to become
Uni-verse of Life
in more than one
direction.. without
a stick in the other
direction up and
not down.. stuck..:)
A sound of train such a sad refrain.. echoing past
an illusion of not present.. prevalent
on a Winter’s day.. in grey shade
way.. the air is empty
and all is left
is a song
of yesterday..
cold and old
THAT sound of Loco
haunts me years then
without a soul.. and heArt
ironically in sadly enough.. But Now..
i never notice that Sound in west town way..
funny how the ‘little’ things of life sound
so loud.. when there is nothing
left
but
howling wind
of whistling
trains gone
by..:)
Destiny is
clear in tracks
of train.. in fact..
pre-destination
is the rule
of LOCO motives
without a clue..
aboard the
imaginary train
of mind and body
balance i go..
no tracks.. rails..
just all aboard.. to
go wHerever is now..:)
Yeah.. take a track
to nowhere
before
it is
too late..:)
Oh.. only those of unlucky we.. never
travel on a train of different
to see eyes of those
who ride another
path to survive
in life of now..
humanity
unique
with
urine
smells
alike hidden
for some and
existing for others..:)
Oh.. crowded subways.. flesh presses
against flesh.. but distance..
is never further
in existence..:)
The male train.. no male..
just train.. one destination
straight ahead.. no goal
but to get there..
a whistle.. a device..
to sound an
alarm of
male..
trains..:)
The slow lament
in whistle of train
knows only past
and that is sad..:)
Oh.. the routine of polishing
trains.. knows no love
like the work of man..:)
Ah.. a father and a train
in best alike.. predictable
always tHere.. when
they are needed
most..:)
Oh the irony of life.. really.. where burning to death
is a KIND of option over life.. in taking others
too.. burning to death is no fun.. on trains
or not.. at home or at work..
i feel myself wondering
just how bad
the pain
before
the suicide
is.. in
considering
it before..
literally as such..
alone of course..
so there is some
empathy tHere
as well.. in
a human place
burning worse
than fire alive
as death
as life..:)
Interestingly enough and
not surprisingly too much..
cultures that are homogenous
gather to together more close
in harmony than heterogeneous
cultures that only see differences among
human race.. a sad but not so hidden
truth that people who are alike
are more likely
to help
each
other..:)
Oh.. visitor of only passerby of trains..
watcher of TV.. and so many
other vicarious human ways..
to avoid being human..
sadder than the
last
caboose..:)
Ah.. to count the chains of train way
for nothing more than existing
well now.. is a meditation of
trains.. and perhaps
awakening
trains
of thought
in mind and
body balance..:)
Ha! the moment you wake up from sleep
and it ALL makes even MORE sense..
and YOU Laugh
like
a Frigging Runaway
Train with the skills
of a
surgeon.. ‘THIS’
place needs
an enema
and you
are just
the surgeon
for it..
Bigger Smiles..
and Yes.. Love you
even
more.. AND
i will continue
to offer my assistance
on the bigger trail of tracks AS
Once I am just K and M
and then i gain an F
AND before that
just F.. AND..
but life can be more
fun online
as just
K and M..
and yeah..
if i ever become
just a K and M
again.. i will
do something like
THIS AGAIN!..:)
And haHE! it might
even make a great
P H of D
isser
tat
ion
one
day! JUST
for P and H!..;)
Prediction.. almost
everyone will think
this is off the wall
except
for you..
but that
prediction already
comes true..too.. well
off the tracks of train surgeons..:) ~p
No.. actually i did not miss your point at all..
adding points is an art of mind i partake in often..
poetically as a course of nature.. and LITERALLY
living with the suicide disease for 66 months..
worse than actual crucifixion.. as reported by science..
named type two trigeminal neuralgia.. like teeth being drilled
without novocaine in my right eye and ear.. and sorry for providing
these details.. again.. as i’m sure you’ve heard them before by now..
but in real FLESH AND BLOOD PAIN life even with those details
people still wouldn’t believe the TRUTH OF THAT.. EVEN
MY frigging closest family members.. they insisted
Jesus had it worse than me.. my mother even
bought a book about Jesus’ crucifixion
to prove me wrong.. until she goes to
the page that clearly states that TN
is worse pain than crucifixion
and even after that.. she still will
not yield to the truth
of my reality in real hell..
so yeah..
i learn to self advocate..
to survive my friend
and make that art as well..:)
IT was more than obvious to me though..
but anyway.. that slow lament of sadness and joy
is part of what saved me every single second
from suicide in the memories of the gift
of blessings in life i am truly gifted
with before a life of ‘JOB’..
so no.. i do NOT miss your
point.. at ALL..:)
i lived it every second for
66 months or so.. smiles..
I don’t do poetry for ease..
my friend.. i do it for ART
and to continue
to grow my heart..
my soul.. my spirit..
as i treasure that knowing
and feeling and NOT FEELING
what it’s like to truly live
in REAL HELL WITH NONE OF THAT..
smiles.. again.. and have a great
now friend with sweet memories
and the present of life..:)
It’s always better to ask questions
my friend.. clarify.. and validate communication..
before shooting blank bullets and that’s how i
FEEL ABOUT that AND LEARN my lessons in life as well..
now and then.. with smiles..
honesty
and
sincerity.. friend…
of the tracks of whatever..
with smiles..:)
Fred..:)
Ha! Thanks for sharing..
Almost all and more of that
is pArt of my P of L..
Good to get off Grid
and better to be
off grid
when on
grid and
that’s
my 11..;(:);
Ah.. the hope the comfort of mass transportation of horses and steam engines alike.. oh the sitting the talking still of some delight..
oh the separation.. the machines of terminator
heart.. soul.. and spirit.. disconnecting
human trains of Love
into phones
of
distance..
away from
Loving
Trains
of comfort..
choo choo
away
the
Love..:)
Ah.. an outcast is a color of togetherness..
that warm flow of knowing separation is often
the greatest inspiration of living love of all..
that warm look of knowing.. FEELING
what is inside is what counts..
and love and courage flows outward in
eyes and not
just skin.. trains of sameness are
not trains i for one will ride..
the diversity in color
in all shades of hues
in grey and purple
roses is how
i feel the
love
US ALL..:)
I need not look at your
words as you are human
and your face shows
all the strength
and LOVE
i need
to know..
and FEEL..
truly a sickness
of online is people
who never show
their faces.. as i too..
am a faceless human being
too.. before.. now i show my
FULL colors from
head to
toe to
soul
of
eyes..:)
You are whole
and that is more
than most
of
US..
online
or
OFF!
And if anyone comes
here today and claims
yOurs is not a train..
i will vouch
write
now
that you
are a train
to me!..:)
“That’s” what marriages are arranged..
for.. most anyway.. through human history..
economics.. everyone in the know of marriage
feels that.. less.. AND less.. most.. anyway..
after several decades.. without friendship..
marriage will not last.. it’s truly cheaper
and more EFFECTIVE AND AFFECTIVE
to be friends…
and why i’m only
gonna do it once..
as friends..
AND with that
i’ll add another song..
after the ‘Love’ is Gone..
ya gotta be friends.. or at
least economic partners for
survival to make it work..
a Herculean Effort IS Truly Love
with or without the wild thing baby..
that is usually only wild at first..
after all as in all stuff human..
diversity is the truth and
spice of life!.. even if
it stays just in
imagination and fantasy..
and maybe i’ll add another song..
for the greatest truth of life..
to dream real.. and make imagination
real in creativity.. is to be
more FULLY alive! and REAL!..:)
I do not have to go to see the
new Pixar movie Inside Outside..
as i already live that truth..
BUT i go anyway just for fun..
i am the only 55 year old dude
that goes in while wife stays home..
but hey.. i still retain.. the eyes of an
imaginative and creative child!.. or shall i say..
i regain them now.. yes i shall! the truth will s
et Ya free!.. even if one is married.. he!heR!..;)
And the reason i visit ‘here’… is.. this is one
of the only places on the Milton Internet part
of the Information highway that this comment
will NOT LIKELY pass outside the milky..
duh.. way.. of red state local
fundamental thoughts..
with nary a feeling
of Truth to back it UP!..:)
OK.. Ashe.. that’s all the
Fredisms for the day.. and shared music..
i’ve got more STUFF TO DO.. TO get around
and around wherever this Love food and stuff train goes next!..;)
OMG! Mass Transportation Trains of moving human LIFE
are driving me insane.. but oh.. no longer a commute
of car for me to work again..
oUch! before.. the farmers
and foragers.. swirl around
the field of gathering hunts..
in feats of feet so
strong and light
to move across
skeyes in human
light.. what mass
transportation
brings it takes
away.. ’cause and
effect.. what is
greater
is most
often
less and
what is less
is often besTEST
STUFF of ALL ReAlly
ENcouraging Ways
of LOVING LIFE OFF
THE TRAIN OF
CULTURES IN
DARK
DISMAYing
WAYS
on sidewalk
TRACK..:)
The reality of war and trains and vagabonds of warriors same..
common bonds of purpose surviving always
make one race of human being kind..:)
Ah.. what will we read on the travels and tracks
of life.. what will we see alive or dead in life..
how will we feel.. reaching destination
without books.. or tools.. of us…
who are we.. but trains
alive or dead
in life..
Trains are fun..:)
A Train.. a Ride to City of Dreams..
Dreams.. a City that Never
Rides a Train..
Alive..:)
A flower of the universe, coming out of the center balance flow.
Of course you are man. Ha. You are a train itself.
Though, I definitely would not want adults throwing rocks
at me, but it happens. Blow your whistle
as you pass
KA-cho-cho
Ha.
Good morning man.
With another HA!
as always.. X
marks
JUST
the right
SPOT
ON AND
OFF THE bigger
tracks
of Life.. and
Rocks never
hurt me..
real Rocks
live
in hell.. sadly
enough.. and
oh.. i wanna
release them
and melt
them
into
posies..
with Unicorn
Horns..:)
in artful way of trains.. alive..
and fully expressing train poem tracks..
Loved these lines 😀
Good morning Sanaa Rizvi.. thanks for those kind words
of appreciation.. and hope your train tracks float
effortlessly over
Rainbows
in Kind
and Courage..:)
X really hit a home run, didn’t he.
Yes.. X.. he does hit ONE
out of the park
my friend Bill
but without you
as home
base now
home
runs
are not
poss
I
ble..;)
Trains seemed to ground you, dancing iron-pumping buddy, & it is cool that your first comment was 3 times longer than your poem, with this trimmed-down new style of yours, only 3 pics & 3 videos, but the response comments just fire you up, or pump you up, & you’re off again. Actually, on this day you have written one of your best poems, sharp, concise, & uber poetic; congrats.
Oh yes.. Glenn.. i have that affinity for literally living with trains throughout my earlier life on river front ways of loving nature.. and trains are a singular purpose of reliability then.. that are so predictable and magnificent to young eyes.. where special effects of movies do not yet rule.. or even TV’s at all until later towards school.. when black and white first comes for us..
Ah.. the imagination of those train tracks over that river then.. i can still remember imagining Brutus from Popeye.. living under the tracks in dark structures supporting the bridge of train tracks.. just waiting to bully Olive Oil and Popeye.. i suppose a projection of my early life as well.. when school years do.. finally arrive.. thanks so much Glenn.. and my ways of writing come and go.. here and there wherever my tracks of life swirl.. in freedom ways of expressing that..
And i promise the other much longer way of Epic Free verse poetic posting.. with all the rest.. of what i motivate and am inspired to do.. when Thursday open link sings a longer tune with me..
Thanks so much for all the nice words of encouragement and appreciation for what i do here today.. and see ya later friend.. with a nice choo choo.. away.. for now.. and back again.. over course.. on course.. steaming train ways of living on and off the tracks…:)
Nice. I know how much you like to post pictures. I almost miss them. But no, glad to get to your words. There’s always some wisdom in them. I like that you live on and off the tracks. Sounds like true freedom.
Well.. my friend.. i will be completely Frank OR FRED WITH YOU.. AS IT WERE as it is haha.. with you.. at this point.. NOW.. and tell you this.. it is my firm belief.. faith.. and trust that every human being that is living in this plane of THIS existence now on earth IS assigned missions and purposes in life to find AND EXECUTE IN ART AND REASON with the Force of All THAT IS AKA GOD.. my current mission and purpose is to provide both definition and evidence for the existence of ALL NATURAL GOD and share that with the world.. with the clear understanding that whatever fruition eventually arises out of my totAlly unpaid and 365/7 efforts for the rest of my lifetime may not BE fully realized by me in this lifetime.. but hey.. i stand on shoulders of giants who ALREADY DO that.. including a grain of sand.. IN FLYING ‘JONATHAN LIVINGSTON’ COLORS..so i have this bliss of knowing AND FEELING just how rewarding it is to be a humble and all giving servant AKA INSTRUMENT of GOD..
What I do here is not for the short term.. technology is behind the bell curve
of what allows humans to define and prove the existence of GOD in
all natural ‘terms’ of God’s language of synchronicity.. and with
human beings.. 60 to 93% of language either poetic in
metaphor of meaning for symbolism in
nonverbal human language
and or GOD’s language
as expressed in
the rest of nature
is often best presented
in images rather than words..
so what i have to do here.. is gain
a balance and trust in all the places i
go..’dust my sandals’ off and keep my
chin up in the places i am told to
go away.. but most importantly
find ways to stay.. and maintain
my personal life-long covenant
to be an Instrument of GOD
utilizing all the tools
of culture.. and
not worry
when
Technology ONE NOW
will catch up with GOD..
THAT is above my pay-grade..
i just do what i am told..
in God’s way of
communicating
of course
in poetic
expression(S)..
‘morEver’.. in highest
expressions of human
dance that brings more
information about
GOD IN FEELING
THAN
words ever
will.. alonG of
course with
sunsets and the
rising SUN AsWell
as Tsunamis of Love
and Trains
of
courage..
But foremost
and most importantLY
here in our communication
is that i appreciate your
kind words of
respecting
the wisdom
of
what
i do ‘hear’..
at least
in words
my
friend..:)
One day Science
and Technology
with catch up
with US..
and other
folks too..
given enough
nows of the
NOW
of
GOD..
with smiles..
and winks..
and laughs
of course that
fully color the human
poetic expression of life
including sunsets and sunrises
AND IMAGES OF US in eyes
of GOD Alive as NOW..:)
FULLY FROM HEAD TO
TOE.. AS GOD IS
NOT SHY
NOR THOSE
WHO SERVE
GOD
FULLY..
LUKE WARM
AND COLD
AND I AM
HOT MY
FRIEND..
MY
PRACTICE
NOW
IS
TO
BE THE HOTTEST..
AND IF GOD ASKS
ME TO BE A ‘JOB’
OR A ‘DEVIL’
AGAIN.. AS GOD
ALREADY DOES..
I WILL OBEY
AS ALWAYS
AND DO
WHAT
I
AM
‘TOLD’.. AND
THAT my friend is the
lesson of a train FLOWER that
swirls around something
like 14.5 billion years
and much
much more
in terms
of Infinity
of evermore
spreading tracks
in all directions
in 11 dimensions AND
MORE IN REAL AS NOW..:)
Where we are going we are already there in the present moment. Why do we feel the need to chase what is not yet here?
Ah.. Victoria.. the question of the ages.. ‘why do we feel the need to chase what is not yet here yet’.. The answer is in Nature.. the lies are in culture.. and truly humans in written language are the source of great stuff.. and misery beyond words.. i am blessed not to speak until age 4.. to find the simple truth that GOD is Now as ALL of Nature at age 3.. and i am now forevermore now.. all there is.. is now.. and yes.. school.. starts to take that away.. eventually a philosophy class brings it back to me.. on walking desolate beaches of youth.. with only Nature.. where past and present.. good and evil.. do not exist anywhere but in human words of culture’s selfish and jealous actions moving beyond the Independent Relationship of All That IS AKA GOD EXISTENCE NOW..
and Work takes it away again.. in what feels like lifetimes to me..
WORDS ARE THE ILLUSION.. NATURE IS REALITY..
AND WORDS ARE THE ILLUSION THAT IS REAL AS WELL..
REFLECTING SMALL PaRts of Nature here and tHere..
the saddest part is getting lost away from now..
but the reality of that too.. is memory can
save a person’s life when escaping
now of pain beyond burning Hell..
there is no good.. no evil..
All THAT IS IS NOW
and we sow
what we reap..
and call THAT
good
and evil as
real as
real gets
too.. in
Trains of
Life that
never meet
in JOy..:)
i say play..
with GOD..
i JOY..
iNTRAIN
OF DANCING DELiGHT!
Come PLAY WITH ME!
INSOULTRAINSOFNOW!..:)
Have I mentioned that I am insane over you? You give me the most joy!!!
I completely cracked up here:
“Next stop all aboard my Honda Civic..
will be the dentist office for a little”
Love this:
“also known as
see ya later..
howling
down tracks”
Reading through your comments now. And I KNOW you didn’t miss my point. I see your eye, my friend. And I get how your brain works. I see you. You know this. I totally get you.
“after the ‘Love’ is Gone..
ya gotta be friends.. or at
least economic partners”
100% true … friends forever, no matter what
I’m so glad you saw Inside Out! Wasn’t it the best?!
It baffles me how you spread out your songs PERFECTLY. Seriously, as soon as one finishes, I happen upon the next. 🙂
P.S. I love unicorns and posies.
P.P.S. I’m always changing my “name.” But you will probably be able to pick me out of a crowd pretty easily. I’m not “I” anymore. Now I’m Willow. 😉 Gotta keep it real; I’m always changing inside, so why shouldn’t my name change?
……….
Going back to the top … I love that your title sounds like it’s naming a radio station. Because if anyone is a radio station, YOU ARE.
I LOVED this: “If i am a Train Kat instead of A Katie KAT”
Completely hilarious, my friend.
Ah.. the mythological Ninja appears on dVerse once.. twice.. thrice.. and more times now as chameleon.. and truly to successfully help in changing the world one must become chameleon AKA HUMAN NINJA in MULTI- colors to avoid banning
and the more historical
painful ways of
getting burned at
the stake.. crucifixion
stockade HEAD chopping..
ISIS SWORDS AND etc..
banning
is relatively
painless but
freedom of expression is
the greAtest freedom that allows
humans to spread Truth and Light..
oh the new age of loving and banning
is so less
painful now!..;)
Clever as a Fox
Strong as Lion..
Sweet as a Dove
And Creative
as Jonathan Livingston
Seagull is what we are together..
and if i AM a girl.. AGAIN PLAYING
THAT NINJA ROLE.. TOO.. IN INTERNET
LAND AS KATIE MIA.. without the
more masculine word FREDERICK..
i will probably.. be WILLOW SLOAN..
GOD THAT REMINDS ME
OF FERRIS BEULLER’S DAY OFF!
soundS a lot like you now.. my friend..
Loving Courage in Creativity has no
Gender.. no Color.. no Nationality..
no Creed..
GOD is Free
and so
ARE WE!..;)
OH MY GOD.. I JUST REALIZE
SOMETHING NOW.. THAT YOU
BRING IT TO MY MIND..
MY YOUNGER MAN DREAM
OF BEING LIKE FERRIS
BEULLER.. IN FLESH AND BLOOD
LIFE AT EASE.. AND LOVED BY
THE CROWDS SLIPPING OUT OF SH88T
WITH THE GREATEST OF EASE.. IS NOW
ME TOO! DAM IT’S GOOD TO BE FERRIS
LIKE WHEELS AT THE FAIR I AM.. BUT
MY WIFE TELLS MY DANCE GIRL friends..
you wouldn’t wanna be married to Disney
World.. it’s fun to visit.. but oh boy those rides
are so tiring.. that you just wanna frigging
get away
and
SHOP FOR A LIVING!
ANYWAY.. I wish for a virgin
girl back in my Catholic YOUTH
boy days.. who will retain HER
youth forever.. so as usual
GOD answers my
most desiring OF
prayers and
Voila
now i am
still with KATRINA
25 YEARS LATER..
THE ETERNAL PURE
VIRGIN.. AND THAT’S
ENOUGH
ON THAT!..;)
CHOO CHOO.. IT’S
TIME TO GET AWAY
FROM E-LAND
AND GO
WORK ALL OF THIS
OUT.. AT MY MILITARY
GYM.. FOR THREE HOURS
OR SO.. BUT AS MY MAN
ARNOLD SAYS.. AS USUAL
I’LL BE BACK..
With likely some new phrases too..
but i always pay careful attention
to my P’S and Q’s.. as what
is written DOES OFTEN
BECOME WHAT
IS DONE!..:)
^^^
P.S.
MY Practice
is to be
a
Cosmic
DJ..;)
So let it be written…
Drum roll..
Truly this selection
has haunted me since
its introduction by
ELO and is a song
in final spark
that
brings
me back..:)
And AS
Synchronicity
will have it
in the
description
of the YouTube
Video.. R2D2
from ‘outer
space’ is
yes; you
guessed it;
NAMED
FRED..;)
THANKS GOD..
I’M
STILL
HERE..:)!
JUMPING
WITH JOY
FOR MY
LIFE THAT
IS STILL
MY GREATEST
GIFT!
VISIONS
OF SNOOPY
ROAR THROUGH
MY
HEAD…
ENDING
WITH
KATY
PERRY!..:)
AND
FIREWORK!..:)
!!!!!!!!!!!11!
NOT SURE WHAT
THE ELEVEN
IS FOR
BUT
IT
FOL
LOWS
ME
II..:)
train of life – train of thoughts – and a dentist appointment – ha – hope everything went well
Ha yes.. thanks so much Claudia.. the dentist tells me my locomotive grill is looking stronger than ever.. and then he tells me i have a winning smile.. in so many similar words.. there just ain’t nothing quite like.. a kind and complimentary dentist.. like that for even older trains like me.. but ooh the track still feels so smooth.. smoother than ever in FacT!..:)
“If i am a Train Kat instead of A Katie KAT..”…i so like this and your Free spirit…
Thanks so much Sumana.. a train that learns to move off the tracks of life.. is the happiest train.. i for one.. know.. and FEEL.. hope your nows are branching outward as well in tracks of art in life.. as always.. now..:)
So much fun in being a Kat Train with the anticipated feelings of joy, of having all those riders fighting for a seat! Exhaustive write Katie!
http://imagery77.blogspot.com/2015/07/people-movers-in-many-places.html
Hank
Ha! thanks Hank.. and there is a runaway train named KmF 5236.. that is ten times as exhaustive.. coming to an open link soon.. in dVerse stations tracks of moving poetic expressions in free.. trains of light..:)
Oh.. the Unity of purpose.. in human trains of meaning.. holding cars together.. humans chains of love.. coupling friends instead of separating
eyes of choo choo whistling gone..:)
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