We humans..
are an innately instinctually and intuitively creative animal
who will build and share new creations in stuff
others can see.. hear.. taste.. touch.. smell
with other senses like proprioception
and infinite nuances of emotions
Just for Love of each other
and associated subsistence
and survival if given the opportunity..
Oh and so many of us.. are so separated from
sensing and feeling.. what we do in our lives work for
subsistence and survival.. where there are so often no human
smiles and connections along the way of making life
moving connecting creating ART..
instead of cold steel metal of machine in life..
At least ‘Zombies’ get a pArt of human in what they do..
and on a more macabre point people who cannot feel Love
from others or express that Love often turn to violence and more
macabre ways of making some.. any kind.. of human bloody connection..
oh.. the song of us.. can be so lonely and separated from us..
i’m just glad i have an opportunity to sing at all..
and most importantly connect in feet
of flesh that dance a life of now..:)
One of the greatest measurements of this Magic of Love in Human
Creativity that i am exposed to in life is the Legend of Coral Castle
and the reality of that place in Homestead Florida where a Latvian
man spends 28 years alone building a castle in dedication to his ideal
of his sweet sixteen girl friend who
walks out on him in promise of marriage
day when he is young.. all alone this man suggests that he learns the
secrets of building the pyramids of old.. and builds this coral castle
alone with blocks as big as 30 tons seamlessly placed together so well
without mortar that no light will escape through the tonnage of bricks..
And the Legend pArt of this
great Art inspired by ideal of Love..
reports young people sneaking into watch him at night.. and seeing him
somehow floating the big blocks like hydrogen balloons.. but the science
of it suggests he uses a complicated leverage system.. him alone at a
little over 100 LBS before his death.. in his 60’s.. accomplishing this
great feat of human potential in working with Nature’s Laws
of doing great ART in accord with those Laws of Nature..
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like the naked flesh of male
or female and lies and tales
the truth between those
polar gender opposites
that live in spectrum
of human being..
God’s truth
lives on
in naked
human flesh
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Love this prompt Abhra.. off to Doctor’s Appt.. will be back later to read and comment on all..:)
It really takes love to do those creations.. Art in all form is love (or lack of love).. maybe you even can say passion.
Ah.. yes Bjorn one can have passion to survive in all stuff life.. even when the other emotions die a slow and tortuous death in life.. it is our serpent brain of passion that outlives the rest.. when the tough time truly come as death in life..:)
I dunno I am kinda partial to the thought of large balloons carrying in the stones. How cool would that be to see. But then again, working with the laws of nature as well (i guess you could include love in that – or maybe that is a force) has intrigue. I wonder if it poured out of the ache of his heart. I am intrigued. Off to research this one a bit.
Ah yes.. my friend X.. Human Love.. the GOD kind that is passionate… tough.. and unconditional is the greaTest force of human being.. i know.. understand and most importantly FEEL.. in expressing that heart of emotion in spirit of balanced human body and mind aLLwaysNOW1..:)
And truly what is known of this Coral Castle REALITY.. is stranger than most fiction we watch on TV.. but.. nah.. no one ever considers a one hundred pound 60 year old dude a super hero.. that truly this dude is.. and when Jesus says folks will do much more than him in moving mountains of faith and belief.. he ain’t kidding.. as Mr. Coral Castle fulfills that ‘prophecy’ in his life that iS REAL FOR SURE..:)
ThEre is no God’s human beauty..
like the naked flesh of male
or female and lies and tales
the truth between those
polar gender opposites
that live in spectrum
of human being..
God’s truth
lives on
in naked
human flesh..:)
Stone etched heArt..
Oak life..
roots stretch
deep cross
Ocean
Life..:)
MaDe LoVe maKiNg loVe
Uni+Verse expressiOn
coloRs touCh
sHades fLesH
toNe smeLLs
seeiNg
heaRing taSte
feeliNgs nuAnces
seNsoRy rAngeLs
infiNite
de MoOn
aftEr NOon
LiGht..:)
We humans are an innately
instinctually and intuitively creative
animal that will build and share new
creations in stuff others can see..
hear.. taste.. touch.. smell
with other senses like
proprioception and
infinite nuances
of emotions
just for
the love of each other
and associated subsistence
and survival if given the opportunity..
oh and so many of us.. are so separated
from sensing and feeling what we do in our
lives work for subsistence and survival..
where there are so often no human
smiles and connections along
the way of making life
moving connecting creating ART..
instead of cold steel metal of machine in life..
At least Zombies get a pArt of human in what they do..
and on a more macabre point people who cannot
feel love from others or express that often
turn to violence and more macabre
ways of making some..
any kind.. of human bloody
connection.. oh.. the song of us..
can be so lonely and separated from us..
i’m just glad i have an opportunity to sing at all..
and most importantly connect in feet of
flesh that dance a life of now..:)
Oh.. as above.. so below.. inside
outside.. all around standard
words of ancient
philosophy
and truth
and light
that ART
is everything
and human
can be
the furthest
from it in
illusion of stone
heart without art..
just as he.. will be
alone without HE AS
allONE Beauty aRt REAL..:)
Quilts
Love
never ordinary
always Art Now..:)
Oh.. LiGht Art
inspiRating othERs
long after fire dies
in art of eyEs..
inspiRing LiVes
greater
reneWabLe
battery
kNoWn..:)
Oh Art of clothing
often has one’s
stitches
long
gone
past
Clothing
History..:)
HorSe bonEs goNe pASt
wheRe manes respect
roads home tRust..:)
Arms tall stand straight close but not at ease..
a clear sign that Egyptians live too in a very
repressing and oppressing time for
female human emotions and
sensuality too..
People ask
me YTF do
i make strange poses
in my selfies.. and i say
FTW baby i’m alive i
do not die in skin
dead.. and
on top of
that words
never
live
purely
as flesh
of Truth..
But at least photos
bring us closer
than words
alone
in sculpture
and flesh of
truth..
The selfie
of old and
new is
a revelation
of human soul
balanced or NOT..:)
Ah the statues of antiquity full of naked truth
and soft as well.. oLD.. David.. a Christian
pArt of GOD and others on ceiling of
Sistine Chapel escape
unscathed but not
so for Apollo
same face
different
clothes
escapes
without
a
you know
i for one FEEL
in a free world NOW
men can be real ‘MIN’
and i for one illustrate
that in ART as Flesh and FREE..:)
OH GOD.. it’s fun and amazingly
ironic to be a Renaissance poet
and painter of flesh.. in New age
of everything i do.. oh to be Free..
God’s gift so many never even
see or FEEL in Life
of GOD’s GIFT NOW..:)
Hmm.. G-rated Facebook Version
‘MIN’ of Antiquity.. REAL
MIN holdS someTHING
passionate
and alive in
creativity and
yes.. PRODUCTIVITY
IN
‘his’
left hand..
IRONICaLLY
amazing how
terrifying
and
disgusting
a pArt of
GOD’s creation
still is to humanity..
OH GOD.. in someways
the Egyptians are
still LIGHT
YEARS
AHEAD
OF US
THEN..
NOT
ME..
GOD BREATHES
ALL OF ME..
Honestly
folks
it IS
long past
due for
Penis
monologue..
Vagina
monologue
is most
definitely
currently
winning
the
BATTLE
of the
sexes in human
freedom.. and
that is clear
to see in the
free bootie
dances of
women
in the
NOW of
DANCE HALL LIFE..
BUT YEAH.. BABY..
I AM FREE TOO..
ON THOSE
DANCE
FLOORS
OF GOD
GIVEN FREE LIFE..
ALLOWING GOD TO
SEE JOY FEELING
IN OUR EYES
FROM HEAD
TO TOE TO
TIPS OF
YOU
KNOW
AND
FEEL
THAT
STUFF..:)
Beauty of women tRuly
expressing today now
un-repressing and
un-oppressing
emotions
and sensuality
always
em
pow
eRing
human
life
from
end to
beginning
NOW.. MEN
still fearful of
being HUman
overAll
and
dragGing
Zombies
BEhinds..:)
Love sees clearly
paws
cat with
biscuits
Mother
cats
Milk
Love is
old human
clothes new
WE Move Connect
Create Live FREE.:)
World duaLiTy
11 connecting Line
H 8 standing
TALL
INfiniTy
UNiVerse
exists Letter
Number
GOD a
maz
ing
folks can
not see
in
US
True
Evil Culture
Clothing eyes
Truth LIGHT..:)
amazing how some monuments were built – and even better when the artist is an inventor as well
In my grandest scope of opinion.. Claudia.. all existence IS ART to me.. but in my purest invention of ideology ART is Invention.. smiles.. hope you continue to invent something new.. as you truly do.. I have to work to understand your inventions of poetry.. and that is what life is for work and play in practice as life and creating art as something new and NOT SOMETHING invented by someone else.. alone.. and that my friend is why I abhor forms of the past in poetry.. those forms are inventions of other folks.. nice to pay them respect but in my eyes.. copying them is less or MORE plagiarism.. and to be clear again that is a highest form of respect but pure creativity as ART.. nah.. just the same old thing more or less.. and while I understand some folks must have loads of structure to deal with the unknowns and anxieties of life.. as I used to before getting freed from the confining sidewalks of culture.. they severely bore me now.. but that is just another challenge in life.. to find light in boredom too and get inspired by it.. and sometimes getting challenged by the most boring stuff.. brings just the inspiration to stimulate my mind AND HEaRT to greater heights to say something new that has not been said ‘THAT’ way before.. smiles.. and thanks for stopping by.. with your thoughtFUL words..:)
Well I never knew that…such devotion to the craft and memories of love ~ Thanks for sharing~
You are welcome Grace..
i think we need to know
and FEEL that LIFE IS
MAGIC and this
Human erecting
‘Coral Castle’
truly proves that
beyond anything
i hear and see before..
THAT IS TRULY
etched
in stone..
If he is Catholic
and says he is inspired
by a mythological GOD
man named Jesus
he will surely
be famed
as saint..
Oh the eyes
of religion
are always
shallowER
and never
ever see
as deep
as deep
truly
IS
ALLONE
INFINITY GOD’S
OCEAN NOW..:)
A little comment I’ll leave here.. not to cause any real ruckus on the dVerse site.. the site created by free verse aesthete Brian Miller as well as Claudia who is a free verse poet in ingenuity of doing stuff new ways.. Both these individuals are highly inspiring to me.. and truly are in large part responsible for my new way of writing spontaneously in what i do now in full multi-media poetry and prose from head to toe and all of what I do from words to dance.. to even strength training extremes.. seeing no limits or expectations that Brian Miller helps bring to me as freer now than ever…
I am no fool.. and i am a greatest fool too.. and i can still play by rules.. but yes.. i can play without rules.. and poets from Walt Whitman.. Alan Ginsberg.. and Jack Kerouac who write spontaneously without rules in art of free verse poetry and prose.. will surely be turned away from most modern online poetry sharing sites.. now.. as yes.. we know everyone is so dam busy these days.. they rarely have time to explore more than 140 Twitter characters at a time..
But seriously.. is it so hard not to look.. that one has to go to lengths of restricting poetry to one or two accompanying photos.. 25 or 60 lines just to snuff my kind of poetry out of the SHARING Kingdom of online restricted poetry lines.. seriously.. every time i see that i laugh hysterically in eyes of Jack.. Alan.. Walt.. Buddha.. Lao Tzu.. and yes.. even F**King JESUS F.u.N. CHRIST…
i am no poet in the eyes of poetry science.. but let’s get real.. poetry is free verse first.. and not until the dark ages and Queen Victoria.. do rules and restrictions come in chopping off penises of great works of antiquity’s freest most beautiful nude art like Apollo and other Greek mythologies of GODs that do not align with puritan Victorian ideals of closing legs tight.. with poetry forms too…
‘WE’ live in a FREE VERSE world now.. and some folks refuse to join ‘US’.. and that’s okay.. fortunately for me.. i am a weathered human being.. and i understand the games of control and subjugation humans who are fearful and anxious of life use.. to try to force people into their feathered comfy molds.. but here’s the thing baby.. you’ve never lived until you are wild and free.. every animal FEELS this but humans who are imprisoned and stuck in their own heads of rules in the so-called KNoW of nOw in the past instead of NOW..
And honestly the truth is for folks who refuse to be free..
you are only shooting yourself in the foot..
and crippling yourself for life..
whether you
can
feel that
or n0t N0W..
And no this isn’t a vent..
it’s just the Truth and LIGHT
as I see AND FEEL it NOW
coming from
a perspective
of 14.5 billion
years of empathy
that takes a life
most people
cannot fathom
to even
imagine
to survive..
My gift is
Fearless
Truth LIGHT..
DARK TOO..
and that’s
never been
welcome
as history
shows over
and over..
where people
still do not
learn no
matter how
many times
the lessons
are repeated
over and
over
and
over
again..
but i guess
that’s why GOD
creates folks like
me.. Walt.. Jack.
Alan.. Jesus.. others..
to say.. Just
say it again..
and obviously
i will not be
the last
or
first
either
to do
JUST THAT..
AS THE HUMAN
CONDITION SEEMS
FAILED TO LEARN AS
LONG AS CULTURAL CLOTHES
RULE THE HUMAN HEART
SPIRIT AND SOUL
IMPRISONED IN
REAL HUMAN
HELL
WE LIVE
IN HEAVEN
WANT YOU
JOIN US
OR
NOT
THAT IS
YOUR CHOICE
YOUR WILL
AND
NEVER
OURS alone
GOD ALLOWS
FOLKS TO
GO TO
HEAVEN
OR HELL
BUT GOD NEVER
MAKES THEM
GO THeRE
WitHOUT
ThEIR
OWN
HELP..:)
^^^
You are alLways welcome Friend
YES tRuly whEre Love Lives
God Lives Free Now aLL
ah without FEAR TRUE
Father of aLLnow Hate
associated LIFE oh
Yes Fear is the
Real Devil
of LiFE
and GOD
never demands
US to Fear OUR Lives
in GOD’s eyEs of LOVE
AND H0NESTLY THOSE
ANSWERS LIVE FREE ON
BEACHES NEVER BOOKS.
The urge to create cannot be ignored. In a poem I wrote years ago about the kid who did the VA Tech shooting, I wrote something to the effect that if we cannot create, we go crazy–it was a bit more poetic than that. The poem is somewhere on my blog. Called Virginia Tech I think.
So true Victoria that the urge to create cannot be ignored.. and in my view it is a triad that makes it work of moving and connecting that naturally will lead to creating for humans and other socially cooperative mammals.. and oh goodness there are so many avenues ripe for that expression of moving connecting and creating in culture today.. and technology provides avenues for folks to share that will never be available in red state ART repressing and oppressing areas like the one i live in.. overall.. perhaps a true new age renaissance of ART is coming if not already here for those who seek it.. find it.. and truly utilize it in practice of moving.. connecting and creating.. as moreover play that keeps our heart of emotion.. spirit expressing that emotion in connecting to others and soul in mind and body balance.. for human being.. all in tune to thrive alive always NOW..:)
It’s happening here in Reno. Everyone associates Reno with divorce and gambling…not anymore. The arts have taken over. The whole of July is ArtTown with many art programs every single day–most of them free.
That’s wonderful Victoria.. we have a ART day here now and then in Red State
Lower Alabama AKA Panhandle of Florida.. i will have
to move to get to something like that ON LAND..
but there are always vicarious
alternatives online
at
least.
smiles..
and that’s a great thing
as there are lots of folks
trapped in places like
this that are horribly
ART unfriendly
around
the world..
barriers
can be
broken
always
with
Innovation
of Invention
to allow more folks
to participate in
ARTS of
CREATION
ACTIVITY..:)
Your heartfelt aside was the crux of this outing for me, Fred, because when 10 videos & 15 personal photos & 7 posted net images & over a 1000 words bombard our senses, it becomes multi-media indeed–off the damn chart actually, wholly unique to you & your vision–but too your credit ( I still dig the fact that your comments often become poems in themselves, like encores; you just have so much energy that once you get it flowing, it takes another 1000 words to tamp down your poetic enthusiasm!!)–to your credit you have paid attention to those sweet dVerse poets who have stopped by & just are overwhelmed by the sheer size & diversity of your offerings. It is way cool that you have several times provided a Fredish redeux of your truncated poems, on the OLN, where we all let it all hang out, where I subject folks to my poetic movie script. For me, this one
line resonates & summarizes with/for me…./God’s truth lives on in naked human flesh/ Amen, brother.
Well.. Glenn.. i look to you as Renaissance man who has been around the block of the ART world more than anyone i’ve met in my flesh and blood Life.. your knowledge and experience is amazing in this respect.. and I always learn something new to cherish when we communicate.. along with the encouragement of what you truly excel at in LIFTING everyone UP you meet on the dVerse trail.. as i do take notice of.. when i come up behind everyone at the end to leave my micro-poetic expressions of what i gain in inspiration from each poem I visit.. i am able to find that inspiration in every poem I read.. and i realize not everyone is relatively young like I am at age 55 and retired.. free to write and create all i want.. which i’m sure is the dream of many artists my age.. and i cannot with any sanity slow my creativity down.. as i wander life in a mechanical cognition state of mind in the red tape of Government service and fact based school for around four decades until getting that creative MoJo back just two years ago.. at age 53.. yes.. at 13 years old.. i write plays in school.. sing in the choir.. play piano in a talent show.. and write an award winning Christmas Story for two home rooms.. and truly then i sense the magic of creativity.. that comes from an ageless timeless place within that is certainly precisely in my eyes the same place that religions assign a metaphor of Holy Spirit to.. the essence remains.. no matter who attempts to own it.. and it’s nice to know and FEEL NOW that GOD is FREE and so are WE.. and i dam sure plan on showing GOD the best NOW i can in the bare flesh of creativity i wear of Red Hot.. Not Cold.. and not even Luke Warm.. WAY as far as i can take GOD in this gift of life i receive for NOW..:)
What a world it CAN BE if everyone’s
mission statement at birth CAN BE..
THIS IS HEAVEN.. SHOW GOD THE
BEST NOW YOU CAN
ALWAYS NOW..
THE REWARD
WILL BE
IN JUST
DOING
IT
NOW..:)!
“others can see.. hear.. taste.. touch.. smell
with other senses like proprioception
and infinite nuances of emotions”
So true – a well composed history of emotions and art.
Thanks Abhra.. Creativity in human IS INfinite NOW.. God to me.. pArt of Essence in Truth and Light WE move.. connect.. and create wITh When WE Just Flow and Let IT ALL GO NOW..:)
You have captured everything. The very essence of human life. Creativity! Thank you for sharing
Thanks so much shamsud for dropping by and sharing those kind words of appreciation for what i do here.. and yes.. with human creativity greater expressed the entire world will be a more peaceful and balanced place to thrive alive.. GlobAlly Now..:)!
I love it. You have captured everything….the very essence of human life. Creativity!
Thanks again.. Shamsud..:)