School days.. the first day.. always exciting and
nerve wracking.. all senses.. emotions..
intellect focused for what
WILL
COME!
and grades 1 through 5.. not bad except
for that second year.. at Private Catholic School..
so advanced from my small town school.. in a two
story building.. walking distance from a river home..
and then across town.. small class rooms.. same teacher
all day long.. same kids all day long .. same friends to get to know..
and oh.. always at the top of the class.. only challenge NOT
to make anything less
than
A
A
A
Straight ACING
ALL STUFF SCHOOL..
hmm.. 11 years old comes
6th grade
a beast yet
unknown..
Halls of School Brightly Lit..
homeroom by 8 AM..
but many rooms
to come
with
different classes and different teachers
but still school as EASY AND FUN..
competing against friend Jill
who is the only
one who
can
top
me in
grades
before then..
so i smile brightly just waiting
for the games to begin.. but wait..
a new word comes i have not heard before..
an F word and not Fred by some bully boys
who tell me what the hell are you doing F word..
wipe that smile off your face mister we do not
allow boys to smile here.. don’t even think
about it.. but wait.. i’m not thinking
about it.. I’m just feeling it
but anyway.. don’t
know what
that
F word means.. just that those
boys got some kinda problem
for sure.. anyway class starts
and Amanda taps me on the shoulder
and says you know you have a FUNNY
SHAPED HEAD.. I’VE NEVER SEEN
ONE LIKE THAT..
hmm.. i’m
thinking a head’s
a head.. for thinking..
and dam i can’t see the back
of my head to know
what you
are talking
about..
but i’m too busy paying attention
to Ms. Bonner to become the
teacher’s pet as i can charm
any teacher into
believing
i
am the best
student ever if I just
look into her eyes and
never ever break contact..
’cause
it’s just
naturally
how i
connect
to others in
SPOCK MIND
MELD where student
becomes one with TEACHER
like
KUNG
FU
MY
FAVORITE
TV SHOW..
ALONG WITH
THE WILD WILD WEST..
oh and then it’s time for P.E.
and i get to sport my new school
sports shorts.. and Tammy says..
HaHA! Fred has bird legs..
and i look at my
legs and think
about wings..
and flying..
BACK from PE into math class
and there is all around sports fanatic
Murry who will one day become
Mr. High School.. Mr. Football..
Coach of the Football Team
and Athletic Director
at the
top
of
his game..
he turns around and says
peabody.. peabody.. peabody..
peabody.. ever so often..
and i’m thinking
hmm..
what
is
a PEA
BODY
Anyway..
Lynn on the other
side chimes in with
skank.. skanky.. skank..
and i’m thinking sounds
like skunk.. skunk..
skunk..
and i think i smell fine..
but she sure doesn’t look
like she likes me much..
this is getting challenging
and i’m starting to feel
like something
must be
very wrong
for
me to get all this less than
‘A’ Feedback from what at
this point seems like
the whole dam
school..
ah.. finally an escape..
the school bus comes..
i can finally relax but
WAIT!.. VICKY
in the
back of the bus..
turns around
to her friends and says look
look look aren’t his eye lashes
pretty they look just like a girls’
eyelashes.. and oh yeah back in
home room earlier some boy says
Hi Mr. Wanda McKenzie
you look just
like her..
and yes.. Wanda smiles
a lot and has semi-short
blonde hair and spectacles
and her daddy owns a
car dealership but
OH MY
GOD
if Vicky thinks i’ve
got long eyelashes that
must mean that boy
thinks I’m a girl
OH
GOD
GET
ME
HOME
QUICK
OFF
this bus.. my Dachshund
Charlie never judges me..
he will let me hug him
and roll around
at my feet
as always and never ever
call me the F word.. Skunk..
Peabody.. Long Eye Lash Girl..
Wanda.. Bird Legs..
and just let
me Love
him
free with smiles..
and that works out okay the
rest of the year.. but Charlie
finds a way to get outside
the gate and one
day my
only
real friend
outside of family
is laying on the side
of the road..
and i am
too
heartbroken to
even get near to
say goodbye..
and the whole family
cries.. and i never get another
dog and decide if i become my best
friend no one will ever hurt
me or
leave
me again..
except
me…
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But oh no..!
Teachers
never
escape
School..
smiles..
Or Learners..:)
Ah.. yes.. the church continues to
serve the function of the village
supplying school needs for
life that parents often
can no longer do
without help..
and perhaps
the emotiOnal
ways of heArt
expressING as SpiRit
as human balanced
mind and body soUl
are among the
greaTest
school
tools
Church
can and
WILL
provide
for all schools
greatEST needs
to be met ALL Now..:)
Ah.. yes.. i can relate.. difficulty speaking
coherently straight with no mumbling
or stuttering to effectively
communicate.. straight
A’s are not enough when
one fails the speaking
parts in roles
of School..
and for
me the
writing no easier
to come up with
anything new..:)
Oh when school becomes work instead of play
the mechanical cognition can tick
down to robot
minds of
dissolution
of human being..
but society will just
not work without school..
and we must tick off
the bad parts.. and
continue on renew
as this land is our
land together
in well
being
and sickness
a Like for aLL.. NOw..:)
Nature’s school
never opening
never closing
JUST
i
CE
closed
case..:)
Truly sad the state does not allow
school.. to teach lessons of
humanity.. where ‘they’
are no longer teaching
those lessons at
home.. and nah..
not just a lower
socio-economic
thingy.. some
times the
highest
classes
are completely
disconnected
from humanity
AS those AT
highest
levels
determining
curriculum
of
Human
101..:)
Ah.. that look of the very first day
of entering school..
walking the
plank
no
ease..
mate
This is
uncharted human
land forged by insanity..;)
Ah.. me.. not smart enough to feel what school is doing
to me.. why Summer feels so much better
than school.. year.. of what
really counts in emotional..
physical.. existential
and in general
Human 101
Social
Intelligence
to move connect
and create life once again..:)
Ah.. yes.. a scholar.. a fighter..
but most importantly
a diplomat
and
negotiator
at age 5..:)
Ah.. yes.. a school of ADHD Hell.. where sitting still extends out all around
the year now.. in some places.. where Physical Education is
no longer even necessary in some high schools..
and if one is lucky emotions
are an art of human
for basic
survival
still allowing
that if that at all..:)
Ah.. sitters and rovers of school.. alike in most all of
animal kingdom.. in general as well..
where school can and will
be adventure
and for others
a challenge just to
get through
every now
of self-conscious
discomfort of
one level or
another
in speed
or slow..:)
Oh.. new rules school.. crystalized intelligence.. rote memory
of multiple choice facts.. figures.. but tHere is
fluid intelligence moving.. connecting.. creating
ART of human being IN ALL of Love
that comes in Light
and Truth of
Human Being
WELL..
water
of school
is sewAge
compared
to ART
fluidly
flowing
Creation
Activities
PARTiCles
WAVES
FiELD
imagi
NatiON
DREAMS
COME
FRUiT
i
ON WitH
I as actor
of i and
exclamatiOn
POINT SPIRiT!
expresSing
iPLAY
DIRECTORS
WENOWALL!..:)!
i have to say graduating close to
the top of a class of almost
four hundred in
high school..
that i learn
nothing of
value other
than two
of the three
R’s of ‘Rithmetic
and Reading and
truly graduating
like this with
little to no
ability
to oRate
or ‘rite
coherently
in creative thought
in output.. and even
after three degrees in
college the same dismal
report of school failing
me my basic humanity
of education as
multiple
choice is
enough then..
to pass me at
the top
of the
class…
THAT pArt of
education is
changing some..
but the ART of
Being Human
is nowHere
still in
the curriculum
of Westernized
schools from
moving.. connecting
to creating human
being Well NOW
with more than
Standard IQ
intelligences
that humans
are not
even evolving
for more or
less to begin
with except
for those cogs
in the machine
of walls of
society making
excess of comforts
in materialism way
possible as Zombies
grow larger in numbers..:)
Ah the beauty of the
inner monster.. the class clown..
the trickster.. the joker.. the sacred fool..
the inner being that does say free in so many words
of actions.. steps in human being that says wake
up crowd
and
step outside
the box
of
what you’re
used to
AS NEW
path
of
Freedom’s
Truth and Light..:)
Ah.. heArt a lit one.. warmer
yes.. in humid rivers flow..
no snow in North Florida
row.. but prison goes
up the hill a little
further in brick
story school..
to take
River
flow
away
eventually
freezing heArt
no longer wave
oh.. ocean blue
eyes i miss you
at 47.. but i flow
back to me at 55..
no signs of speed
limits for me..
i flow
i ride
i play
i pray
rivers
edge free
to waves
Ocean Blue
in i’s of I! now..:)
Joy
eYes..
romancing
emotions
moving connecting
creating flowing waves
ocean never ending..
so below.. a spark..
a light.. libido
never
ever
oceans
emotions
wheels of
Love
always
ending
words
below..
above
i LOVE
below
above
i
AM..:)
Ah.. mothers pride of children
like cubs of mother Lioness
step high step low
grow more
as Love
Flows..
in out
as tides
of dark
and Light..
a mix makes
birds buzz
and bees fly..:)
OH no.. and then
there’s work
and school
starts again..
and then
theRe’s
tires
and
re
tiring
life with
full rubber
on wheels of
life again.. a
Live we go
in golden
years
if
allowing
flow of
life
once
again..:)
Lynn.. of course write on course
it’s you again.. at the end
of this dVerse trail..
more and less..
and i never fail
to come again..
hehe.. and yes..
siblings alike
and all
homogenous
cultures tend
to get along
more than
different
abodes
but
different
rules now..
challenge of
eternity to
establish
rules
of compassion
and cooperation
wheRe different rules..:)
A sponge can hold much water..
float forever
on rivers
that move..
connect
to oceans
creating more..
but a sponge
that stills
in one
sink
of
dirty
water
grows
old with
mold before
ever truly creating more
absorbing ocean
instead
of just
one behavioral
sink.. and yeah..
there’s even a
link for
THAT..
smiles..
“Behavioral
Sink” on
Google..
ARE we
rats or
humans..
jury
hung
still
on THAT
chances
are both
and
lesson
learning
moving
connecting
creating
away from
sinks of US..:)
This time Sister..LYNN it is
hard to miss ya..
as we almost
tie at
19 for
me and
20 for you..
but i still
beat you
and expect
you to beat
me next time
as that is fair
enough
for me..
as tie
as well..:)
Ah yes.. the bell tolls for ending school..
and even larger Universities
where friendly eyes
too scared..
connections no
longer growing..
and oh NO WORK..
where all’s a dollar
so much easier
when doing it
with others
free even
with
restricting
school.. yes..
as much as i hate
school.. i miss the
friends more than
any restriction
of school..
and i
feel i
am far
from the
only one on that..
as Facebook friends
most often grow
with High Schools
past.. but nah..
i much too
weird
for them..
now..
but my
school now
is the world instead..:)
There is no schooling quite like the
schooling that is nature
abundant in
freedom of
curriculum of
life.. adding in the
ingredient of Unconditional
Love.. and school becomes
the child that still
feeds upon breast
of Love’s Milk..
where emotions
grow equally
free with
Intellect
too..
Village
always
raising
child before..
home schooling is
the way of hundreds
of thousands of years..
where brick
buildings
and other
mortified
structures
never
rule..
Free Education
Freest with
LOVE
of Village
home and
Family’s Loving
eYes.. allnowallone..:)
Ah.. greaTest thirst for anything in my life has been
the thirst for feeling.. granted exquisite ones
from birth but losing them
to knowledge ways
of robotic
mechanical
cognition being..
OH the LESSONS
OF LIFE LEARNING
well for me then..
THAT less than
70 standard IQ
emotional savants
are beyond measure
of intelligence for
ME
Moving..
Connecting
and Creating..
requiring DOING
moreover
thinking..
lesson
of many of
my less than
70 IQ
teachers
and mentors..
And of course
still major
measure
success in human
creativity making
children Loving
children..
at
any age
of being Well IN
Humanity’s NOw..:)
Child tiMe NOw reaLity
alArm clocks thEn
futURe illusiOn
human
kiNd
NOW
LiVes
ChiLd
eYes
REAL
Sch00l
noWinOW..:)
Oh.. my
goodness.. the
job of childhood speaks
trembling into adulthood
for me.. i always wonder
when will i learn how to well
learn speak.. after all.. my mother
and father do it so fluently.. so well..
ah.. but they never input like i do.. oh
to output is more than input before.. smiles..
and yes.. now i never ever.. no.. ever never shut UP..;)
Thanks Gabriella..
i needed this prompt..
smiles..:)
And
tears….
Ah.. yes.. my friend.. X.. as note above on the starting photo.. where My teacher Mrs. B for Bonner states on the earlier part of the school year.. the ‘Old Fred’.. and per the song by Jessie J.. above.. i go out and buy some weights.. and start health habits that last me the rest of my life.. and eventually in high school..
Gracie.. another one of my not so
well wishers from middle school..
comes up to me and tells me Fred..
you’ve really improved..
we are proud of you..
welcome to the human race..
in those words more or less..
And although my wish to have
a real girlfriend from Kindergarten
never materializes until
after high school..
i do not stop being nice with smiles..
and develop many close friendships..
and even one of the high school bullies who
announces me at the beginning of the Beta Club meeting.. who is then President of this club for nerds.. Welcome Ladies and Gentleman and Fred..and he later confides that you know what.. i can’t understand it..
you are everyone’s favorite person.. and yes.. he is talking about another Lynn.. who is my new best friend… who he has a crush on.. and she gives me her time as friend.. eating lunch with me everyday..
and trivia note.. we both tie at 11 out of
381 at the end of the high-school days..
And I always wish then that Lynn will be my girlfriend.. but First Baptist Girls only date First Baptist Boys.. and by then.. i am not part of any church at all.. except for the one out in nature.. but she calls me her best friend Fred and that is enough for me then.. as i don’t even know what sex is until sixteen years old.. and i don’t miss much.. as i Learn to Love girls for their personalities instead of T and A’s.. and the missing continent i know nothing at all about until after high school.. as Penthouse.. only gives an exterior view of that new horizon of feeling stuff in life…
Anyway.. during the period of my pain disorder.. i lose a lot of my long term memory.. with the emotions that leave me then.. and truly this entire blog has been therapy for me to regain my memories and humanity…
as i don’t think many people can possibly understand what it’s like to not even be able to remember if you ever smiled or belly laughed before.. as when emotions go.. there is no reference at all to any emotions as feelings are the reference point.. and not empty shells of words alone…
I spend today at an ophthalmologist office..
with those drops that dilate your eyes..
and a lot of time.. thinking about the
old days.. after i see this prompt..
and those feelings of sadness come back but more than
anything the joy of even being able to feel sadness.. as that is what makes us appreciate
Love as much as i do now.. for sure.. and truly without emotions it is
hard to feel GOD too.. so i AM BLESSED BEYOND BELIEF..
and i always hope my words or dance of life..
will help someone know and feel it is
okay to be different..
enjoy life as silly..
and be strong and courageous too…
I have lots of inspiration.. and I see my ‘old friend’ Murry again.. as he nears retirement as Athletic Director at the High School.. I have the joy of him meeting my still young looking wife in 25 years of marriage and reporting to him that yeah.. i become a Federal Military Installation Athletic Director and retire 5 or so years ago.. then.. when i see him.. and i tell him i just Write and Dance now.. for fun.. while my wife shops.. looking down at him from around 4 inches above.. 50 LBS or so plus in muscle.. and a bright white smile.. that defies his somewhat ‘older teeth’.. belly extending a little more.. and snow white hairs with the miles of life driven hard to get the biggest house on the block…
I have the biggest heArt..
That’s all that counts..
NOW
and
THEN..
SMiles..
and Lesson
for Infinity NOW
in my smAll view
of ALLTHATIS
AKA
GOD..:)
Yes.. Sherry.. ONE
thing LIFE Teaches
me WELL IS to Live IT
REAL and FULL..
and never ever
be afraid to
share it
100%
Real
as Truth and
Light and Dark..
and yeah.. modern science
even shows that humans are in
real empathy trouble as empirical
measures of college age adults
in ways of empathy are
decreasing at around
30 percent in the
last several
decades..
The Zombie Apocalypse
is a meme for reality
as humans
lose their
heArts
soUls
and spiRits..
and Truly the Internet
is a thriving place for Zombies
clear to see.. particularly on YouTube
as people have contests to see how
much of a Zombie in cruelness
to other humans they
can be.. the
best revenge
IS LOVE
LIVING
WELL IN
FLESH AND BLOOD..
BUT SADLY MANY FOLKS
WHO ARE BULLIED BECOME
THE BIGGEST BULLIES TOO..
UNCONDITIONAL LOVE
IS MUCH MORE FUN..
WITH BIG SMILES
AS JOY..:)
Hi Gabriella.. I sure hope schools take it more serious
but at least where i live.. i know the children do not..
overall.. and with the Internet there are more ways
to bully young folks than ever before..
and the only way to stop that i think..
is if the children are taught to Tolerate..
and Accept differences among their peers..
and Love better and stand together
against bullies when no adults are looking..
i do see that now on the Internet more often..
particularly on the gay issue that has always been the last pariah..
of the lesser seen by others.. overall.. in the United States culture..
it is always inspiring to me.. when I see folks stand up for others..
and acknowledge and honor their full humanity
no matter how different from the
Vanilla norm.. they may be..
smiles..:)
Ah.. thanks so much hailee’s comma
for stopping by and providing those kind words of
appreciation for what i do here today.. and yes.. intense
non-stop focus staring directly into another person’s eyes when
speaking with them.. is considered inappropriate and potentially..
intimidating by standard norm of human cultural rules..
and technically also a clinical symptom in some
forms of Asperger’s/Autism along with
extreme empathy for some and little for others..
however for me.. i Love people and am simply absorbing
all of their soul as part of me through the windows of
what they are deepest inside.. and i guess since i
wear shades now.. it is not nearly as disarming.. as before..
some folks say please don’t look so deep.. i feel like you are
undressing my soul.. and sure i am.. and hoping for something
both light and fascinating.. but yes.. i can see the darkness
of souls too.. as there is much more than meets the eye alone..
in eye to eye contact.. for within.. is the history of infinity
of each unique soul.. just waiting for me to see..
given the opportunity of course..
and i will love it if more folks show
their eyes on the Internet as truly i want
to see that greatest expression of soul
that comes through windows of us..
when within looks outside..
with us watching..
just patiently
watching..
to
absorb it all..
as all watchers can
and will do.. smiles..:)
Yes.. hailee’s comma..
Oh my Jessie…
i am singing and
dancing off the same sheet
of music from her too..
as she just wants
the world to dance..
as nicely illustrated below..
and it ain’t about the ba bling ba bling..
smiles.. coconut man.. moon head.. and P..;)
Hi Kanzensakura.. after this experience i am fortunate and sprout up to almost my entire height in middle school.. albeit still at around 120 LBS.. but still.. for some reason no one has ever attempted to actually physically abuse me in life.. and now that i can fight back with ease.. anyway.. i am still happy not to have to.. the best offense can be a greatest defense.. and with a martial arts exhibition here and there.. in public.. words and actions get around.. smiles.. and when anyone bumps into me in the bar.. they quickly say my bad man.. excuse me..
i believe in being able to defend oneself and not having to ever have to use those skills to actually hurt someone.. IF possible.. as those skills become more proficient with practice.. and yeah.. 930LBS of kicking power 1 inch from any target i choose in exhibition illustrates that nicely.. in 360 degrees of movement.. smiles..
But most importantly.. the actual practice of it provides mind and body balance in emotional regulation and sensory integration.. better cognitive executive functioning in focus and short term working memory.. all clinical symptoms of Autism.. and essentially the real life working cure for me.. that allows me comfort in my own skin..
And to make a stranger of a friend.. from the roughest looking bar dudes.. to the fairest of them ‘all’ in dance.. smiles again.. i wanna connect with everyone.. and fearless pays that due.. in real flesh and blood life too..
And yeah.. overall.. school is insane in many ways.. as it teaches us to be cogs in an efficient working machine for the materialism excesses of culture.. and rarely to even be human again..
And this is my favorite song for that reality..
as i too become the logical one.. the clinical one..
then.. as culture decides.. i will then.. but nah.. i follow the
True Wild and Free ONE NOW.. THE GOD OF
no limitations or expectations as FREE..
knowing and most importantly FEELING SaMe..:)
Thanks Lynn.. and truly looking back on it..
some of it is silly now.. with adult eyes..
but of course so confusing then.. and yes.. i always want to see my friend Lynn again.. and of course Charlie too in heaven as that may be the case.. somewHere now then.. now.. and last class reunion.. i am a shut-in with illnesses and cannot go.. but certainly i will go to the next one.. which will be the 40th class reunion in 2018.. God willing.. of course.. smiles.. and thanks my friend Lynn.. two or three.. or however many friendly Lynns.. i meet in life..:)
Yeah.. Mary.. truly.. compared to losing Charlie.. i didn’t care what those kids did to me.. as long as my dog was okay.. but truly the memory of Charlie is what also helped me to get back from real human hell of no emotions for those 66 months of that beyond any human hell i can imagine before.. so yeah.. Charlie’s death as dark as it was then.. is still a light of my life.. and sacrifice for
that life of Charlie that continues in my eyes..
i don’t hold humans as any higher as Love as any other being..
they are ALL worthwhile as Nature IN 100% Love and Respect..
and my cats continue to teach me that lesson well..
Yellow Boy has Feline Leukemia but
Love makes an immune system
as strong as it can be.. and as much as Yellow Boy
is Loved that will be the medicine for him that no medicine from
Vet can bring.. other than that same Love from Vets who are
most often that Loving too.. with all animals as well..:)
Ah.. yes.. Marina Sofia.. in the Poet world and Artist World..
and even any World where there are achievers that break out of boxes there are often these stories of dark and bullying in childhood of those who use this darkness to inspire greater Artistic Light.. but then sadly there are the others.. the bullied who go on to extend the vicious cycle and become bullies more..
BUT ART WINS OUT
IN LOVE.. OF
HUMAN
EYeS..:)
Yeah.. bullying Sucks Claudia but as the following music video nicely illustrates in ‘Radioactive’ way there is a rising tide of opposition.. namely ART and LOVE that in TSunAmi Form IS washing away the residue of Darker ways of human beings.. some folks call it THE New Age..
THE Illuminati.. THE Real ONE about Truth and Light
and not the fake one that folks twist Just like Jesus’
teaching to repress human nature and oppress
others in domination through illusory fears
of subjugation and oppression..
Anyway.. pioneers from Jesus to most unlikely candidates
like Aleister Crowley are predicting this phenomenon for Centuries and Years..
and surely when an African American becomes President of the United States.. and a Woman is about to enter those doors too.. those are sealing signs of a new age of Art IN Love’s Freedom.. in ALL the COLORS that comes in..
and perhaps when a Gay President comes that will be the Seventh Seal of the Kingdom Jesus is speaking of when Love your neighbor as yourself with complete tolerance and acceptance of human differences becomes more than a rule and just a talking point to muse..
BUT the Dance of
Life that comes in
real flesh and
blood human
steps..
But yeah.. then there is Donald Trump who truly stands as a symbol for what most of the folks of my Local First Baptist towering church IS.. when folks enter my River Town.. SEE standing HIGH and LOW at core.. a clique.. a group of human beings.. where they SAY THEY ARE GOD’s chosen.. few..
and the others can wait behind a wall of division.. of true Anti-Christ Mission.. exemplified Ironically so.. in almost ludicrous clarity.. for anyone who can see through all the selfish serving lies of individual or group.. with real Truth and Light of Jesus eYes of Human Nature and the God of Nature as well..
BUT yes.. Tribal Instinct is pArt of GOD and Human Nature too.. and even this Anti-Christ Nature too.. and the solutions are any solutions that help to make the World ONE Tribe where all humans are tolerated.. accepted into
THAT UNIVERSAL TRIBE..
and of course the
first step of that is a
Dance of MOVING..
CONNECTING.. AND CREATING..
SAME STUFF THAT TRIBES OF OLD USE
TO ESTABLISH SHARING CONNECTIONS
AMONG STRANGERS OF SEPARATE TRIBES..
AND THE BACK BONE OF
THAT NOW… IS
INFORMATION TECHNOLOGY
AND LINES OF COMMUNICATION
THAT CONTINUE TO MOVE AND SPREAD
AROUND THE WORLD.. WHERE PEOPLE
FIND THAT YES.. WE ARE ALL ALIKE AT
CORE.. SHARING.. LOVING.. HUMAN
BEINGS WHEN SET FREE
IN COMMONALITIES
INSTEAD
OF
SEPARATING
DIFFERENCES
AND SURELY
DANCE IS
A UNIVERSAL
LANGUAGE THAT
WORKS FOR OUR ANCESTORS
AND CAN WORK NOW.. IF THAT
REVIVAL
CONTINUES
IN THE
WORLD
OF ART
MY FRIEND..
And SPORTS of ALL
KIND are certainly
part of that Tribal
Dance of one that
binds all together..
particularly Soccer
it seems as ALL
WORK to
MOVE THE
BALL TOWARDS
THE SAME
GOAL..
OF
ONE
NET
OF LOVE..
SOFTER AND
MORE LOVING
OF COURSE
THAN
AMERICAN
STYLE
FOOT
BALL
AND
no wonder
why.. truly..
as WE continue
to evolve OURONE
FEAT OF LOVE..:)
Ah.. yes Bjorn.. so often the medicine for bullying is the Love of Togetherness and all ways of Moving Imagination and in Connections of Creation Activity that come to rescue us from Bullies of Life.. from Cats and Dogs to books and brushes of painting human life Renewing Love as Creativity..:)
Ah yes.. so true Sumana Roy that human bullying is a crime and ‘they’ are most always in a Gang and Cowards in numbers.. and the saddest part perhaps of my bullying in the middle ages of school.. is that the one thing in common that almost
ALL of the bullies have in numbers (:Ha! ‘they’ have no idea then.. they are dealing with a budding Anthropologist/Psychologist/Sociologist/Health IN ART Scientist.. eventuAlly degreeING in UNIversITy of West Florida as such;)
IS the supporting ideology and human Arms
of the giant First Baptist Church in my local area..
And i without my ‘Robert Conrad’.. ‘Wild Wild West’ looking ‘James West’.. Law Enforcement officer (46 years in total terms of that) patriarchal influencing Father.. i am raised by Love dripping with the estrogen of an almost total female matriarchal influence from birth.. just seeing my father twice a year.. trying to quickly imitate that gender role.. BUT that doesn’t work.. obviously.. as i become soft as estrogen and matriarchy will Love..
And I have no clue what this First Baptist Patriarchy thingy is that I must imitate to become one of the MALE crowd then.. and i become a very androgynous looking human at that time that is soft smiling and moving contradicting all the rules of the First Baptist patriarchy fueled by homophobia.. and hate of anything that moves outside the First Baptist BOX of exclusion..
Sadly church is the core sin of bullying in my town.. then.. and sadly still.. just a few years ago.. the most prominent Local Radio so-called Christian Evangelist in my town is still promoting the ideology that ‘homosexual behavior’ is demon possessed with
his so-called Christian Manager of the Radio Station suggesting
that so-called Welfare MOTHERS SHOULD BE STERILIZED
BY LAW AFTER THE FIRST CHILD IF THEY
EXPECT TO STAY ON SO-CALLED WELFARE..
I am spitting nails listening to THAT but far too weak then with illness to confront face to face.. but still as weak as i am behind a computer with barely a voice to speak.. I confront the Preacher and Radio Station Manager online.. and both truly never do that again.. on Radio Air.. as far as I know now..
WORDS are powerful sWORDS..
much more powerful than my feet that now press half a ton
twenty five times.. and can hypothetically kick most ‘evil butt’..
one on one.. but nah.. I WiLL use Art of Words instead
of feat of physical harm.. and on top of that
I enjoy my freedom..
and do not want
to go to jail.. smiles..:)
Hi Glenn.. i still am amazed that i get away free from any beatings
on me.. or any significant fear of that.. but oh the
story different for friends as close as wife..
as my pretty little wife poor with no church
‘rich’ friends behind her in school..
is terrified every
day in school
that literally
mean
girls
are gonna
kill her dead..
they still
don’t
like her
for the same
beautiful reasons..
but nah.. she still thinks
it is just ’cause she was poor..
but that is no competition for
the boys.. as mean girls
continue to beat
the nice
and pretty
ones down..
If only ‘they’
realize real
beauty comes
from
within..
and flourishes
until death do
us
pArt..:)
Haha! Victoria obviously i ramble more.. as i am never
one to fit in holes.. except
for rabbit
ones
that never
go
one
way only..
i am a forked
road with
unlimited
roads
that go..
and there is
no individualized
plan that works
for me.. except
me.. and truly
these
avenues
of World
connections
provide more
avenues for US
who fit in no
wholes
round
or square
we are
PI flowing
in PHI
way..
with numbers
never ending
into Infinities
Truth and LigHT..:)
Well..
WITH ALL
THAT
said
and
DONE..
THeRe’s
still
the
job to
be done of
CELEBRATING
72
WEEKS
NOW
ON
Thursday
Night RaVE
Dancing with all the
Cool College age folks
From Old Seville Quarter..
Pensacola Florida..
Back at 3AM with
photos
for
sure..:)
But meanwhile eight
arms of thou
stretch
out
’round
thee
seas
Oceans
LOVE
bEyONd
sKy
of
skEyes
GOD
a
LiVE
NOW
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I Love reading my poetic artistic expressions to family members.. and every time I read it is different and it helps me to see deeper into it.. as far as human emotions go.. and the art of song.. whether fast or slow.. is a natural way i speak anyway.. and part of my adaptation to speaking in a sing song way as a non-verbal autistic child.. not speaking until age 4.. but oh how i love the audio experience of poetry and song.. and of course visual poetry too.. in both still and moving images.. in all creative ways.. and of course with open link comes my own style and continuously chaining form of epic freest verse poetry.. exploring school days and all stuff associated with that more.. more.. more.. incorporating all of what technology has to offer in freest poetic expression as well.. be back later to read and comment on all through the next few days.. as today is dance day and night wild and free offline as much as possible on Thursdays for me..:)
Thanks Bjorn.. really the only folks that are interested in poetry at all in my family are my wife.. mother.. and sister.. poetry is not really big in the deep south red state area where i live.. unless it comes straight out of a revised bible.. smiles.. but anyway.. when i visit my mother Helen.. a published poet herself who started writing in her mid 50’s like me.. and unfortunately she stopped writing after several years.. which i hope to extend past that.. but anyway.. she is well versed in poetry forms and she is not a free verse kind of poet.. in fact her poems would likely fit online much better than mine.. and i guess one day.. i will include some of them on my blog as a guest poet.. ANYWAY.. she can’t last through an entire epic free verse expression of mine.. as i can go on reading hours on end without problem.. but she likes what i read.. and it is something we can share together.. and my wife likes some of it.. and my sister does too.. but some of it.. makes no sense to them.. and better sense to my mother… an experienced poet.. no matter how hard i try to explain it to them.. and that is okay.. haha!.. as there is much of my life that i hated poetry.. thinning of it.. as useless and have a very hard time getting any meaning out of it all.. but as they say.. use it or lose it.. and practice.. and i must practice harder than most… as i have little poetry in me from before the last two years or so.. and honestly it is the last thing in the world i think i will ever be able to do.. or want to do including reading any poetry out loud at all.. smiles again.. but change and using something new is the best of life to me.. now..:)
Anyway3.. i thought about adding my verbal poetic expression reading online.. but hehe!.. it’s overwhelming enough to the humans senses as it is.. i guess.. smiles..:)
For now.. i guess2 what i do.. is ‘enough’…;)
Ah. you have added quite a lot.. still I think that when we go out of school we leave with some things that matters and other things that really helps, but other thing we just have to figure out.
Oh.. yes Bjorn I totally agree there is stuff of school that are jewels.. and there is a mystery of life that will never be unraveled at school.. and for many never passing that.. AND always more potential to learn both in intellect and human intuition that we are gifted with from birth.. but as science shows now the intuitive mind represses the intellectual mind as well as the converse.. so one must exercise diligence in using both these human potentials in order and art not to lose science or art of life..
And sadly there is little art or philosophy left in school.. as the science of society roars on with lesser and lesser of the empathy of LOVE that is vital for the long term survival of any social animal with or without complex written language.. culture.. and all the materialistic byproducts of that which of course are mostly antithetical to the heArt experience of human being..
But anyway.. being retired leaves all the nows to explore and practice it all without reins of work.. culture.. and or religion to repress or oppress US through subjugation and control of illusory fears.. so WE can just let it all go and flow.. and become a greater and greater flow of whatever nautilus shell of art we so will in art and reason to just be now free.. smiles.. and as always thanks for stopping by Bjorn.. and wading through the quite a lot more of it with me here.. smiles again..:)
You definitely developed this, Freddie, from when I read it earlier this week. Part of why I enjoyed being a docent at our art museum was the sad lack of the arts in the school system today. If only they could realize the value of arts education in channeling more destructive emotions and behaviors that kids have to deal with today.
Hi Victoria.. thanks for coming by with those kind words.. and so true that the sad lack of arts in our school systems.. are in correlation with the failing grades of emotional and creative intelligence.. including social intelligence.. overall.. as creativity is a natural pArt of the human condition to connect.. from painting faces around the fire lit camps of midnight moons of our distant ancestors.. to the strangest expressions of ART on YouTube and Blogs.. in the new Information Technology World.. haha!..:)
But anyway..
the bottom creative line
is to create.. connect.. and move..
sometimes in that reverse order or
any combination that works..:)
You have described several memories of school going days so beautifully 🙂
Hi.. Sanaa Rizvi.. thanks for those
words attributed to these school
day memories.. and
to relive them is
bitter sweet..
but sweet
overall.. smiles..:)
You were definitely a good looking young man!! Loved those early photos.
Ha! you are too kind Mary and very kind too.. and I am 17 in the blue suit for Senior Portrait.. in the Brown Suit with my first Love Sonia.. me at 18 she at 15.. as well as with her in a second photo with flannel shirt on.. and then there is Italian and mixed American Michelle.. 16 in the blue dress and me.. 20.. a couple of weeks before age 21.. in White Prom Way suit for me.. and an invitation by her as we are just friends then.. and interesting trivia note.. years later.. in fact.. about 16 years later.. Michelle is the nurse for my wife recovering from labor in 1997 when our child Ryan is born.. small small world it is.. in these parts where i live.. haha!.. Oh.. then the Guamanian girl is Renee in the Center.. alone.. and my best friend.. and she young too.. about 16.. while i am traversing depression in College.. and sadly she commits suicide in her late twenties or early thirties.. a decade or so later.. a young mother with two children.. and likely attributed to sexual abuse by a Father.. that she confides to me.. years before.. And no.. Katrina is not in any of those pictures as she just moves to Milton in 1978 at 8 years old then.. ten years my junior.. but many people suggest she looks like Sonia.. who is Cuban and Irish.. and Katrina.. Half Pacific Islander with a mix of American Indian.. English and Irish.. and all the other stuff that CAN make American..:)
Thanks for the explanations, KMF. Nice to know the details behind the photos.
You’re welcome.. Mary..:)
OH DAMN, Fred, THAT’S WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT! Along comes OLN & you deliver the FULL MEAL DEAL, more images, lovely Kat, slumbering cats, puffy clouds, sand tracks, lush plants & parking lots, Fred the Mirror Monster, Fred the Dancing Man, Fred the Viking surfer dude with perfect hair, more videos, & the long versions of responses to the original dVerse commenters. I feel satiated & satisfied; thanks, man.
Ha! you are welcome Glenn.. and thanks for the words of encouragement.. AND reading this quickly tonight in the dance hall.. doing my rave dancing.. i cannot help but to think of ‘THE SOUND OF MUSIC’.. AND ‘A FEW OF
MY FAVORITE THINGS’..
i start singing
IT TO MYSELF
just like this…;)
AND seriously.. big warning sign toward the end of my work career is when this song comes on sometime around Christmas time..and OH MY GOD.. there is absolutely nothing that I can think of that is my favorite thing.. so consumed by stress that I do not realize Anhedonia.. has already creeped in to my life.. and it is just THAT at that point.. all i can feel is adrenaline.. fight and flight style.. certainly a kind of uncomfortable anxious high.. but nothing like human pleasure…
AND.. WHEN I FIRST start writing poetic expressions.. i write a post named the ‘Garden of Band-Aid’ attempting to remember all the nice things people haVE said to me in the past.. in an attempt to count some kind of blessings.. even if they are in the distant past..
http://katiemiaaghogday.blogspot.com/2013/06/visiting-garden-of-band-aid.html
And truly now.. my entire blog is a “Garden of Band-Aid”S.. a healing force where i can write about my blessings as well as visualize them.. quite/LOUDLY therapeutic it is.. and i guess that is a major reason folks write poetry to count their blessing.. and remember them from the past in words.. too..
And seriously.. everything about liFe is my Favorite STUFF NOW..
so it is never difficult for me to express
that here in words and
visual symbols/images..
smiles..:)
Yes.. for all
practical intents and purposes:
I am F**King JULIE ANDREWS/Maria Von Trapp/FunKIng Lady Gaga2..;)
Or I CAN BE THAT PenGuIn from Happy Feet2..
In fact.. and dreams.. with imaGiNaTion
a Truly FREE HUMAN CAN CREATE
THeIR True WILL Life
as whoever they
CHOOSE
TO BE..
AS LONG AS THEY
KEEP MOVING
CONNECTING
AND
CREATING
TRUTH AND LIGHT..
And my F**King Hills are ALIVE WITH THE SOUND
OF MUSIC.. AND YOU TUBE IS my own personal
Library of songs from thousands of
years.. and yes..
the 60’s and 70’s…
AND maybe one day
i will compose
another day..
yet my
heArt
will
never
sigh again..
and who knows
before this post..
yes this post
is done
that
sonG
may come..
AGAiN2..
anyWay..
Fred
iS
aLiVe
aGAiN..:)
BIGGER SMiLESX2..:)
Yes.. my HeArt
is blessed
with MusicK
and i
am
singing
again!
AND climbing every
mountain and
OMG!
that whole
dam movie
The SOUND
OF
MUSIC IS
THE BEST EVER!
WHEN WE SING
TOGETHER
CLIMBING
EVERY
MOUNTAIN
AND HELPING
ALL UP TO THE
HIGHEST PEAKS
OF
LOVE’S
DREAM!
Oh and GOD these comments ARE MORE FUN.. THAN
THE HOST BODY OF poetic aesthetic expressions..
and your comment about my ‘Perfect Hair’ albeit
i do not have the ability to capture the
escaping hair on the top of
my head with selfie
way.. and ‘A Full
Meal’ of Chinese
food that i
do partake
in ForTuneS
CooKies Ways..
oh Yeah AND…
my FreeST Verse NUdE
Poetry Too.. is THAT
i MUST honor the ‘BEASTY
FREDDY’ TOO.. ‘DOING
THE WEREWOLVES
OF LONDON’..
DRINKING
NOTHING
BUT
DANCE
AT OLD
SEVILLE
QUARTER..
WITH UNSUSPECTING
LOVELY BASHFUL
LADIES
DRINKING
OF
MY
DANCE
of LIFE..
and yeah.. THAT
GIRL in the photo
above is what ‘THEY’
‘CALL’ ‘marrying material’
for the single dudes tHere..
SHE is UltiMate SWEET AND so
are my other Girl Dance Friends2..
some of which are more atTuned
to my nude free verse
poetry
too..
as some Girls
LIKE a Beast
now and then
and now again2..:)
Yeah.. there is
a human beast
lurking in
all HUMAN
cellars..
in my
case
not any
further than
a restricted
Google
Adult
Blog
Link..
butT my
ConVeNant
wITh THE
GOD THAT
IS ALL THAT
IS.. IS TO SHARE
IT ALL WITH
DUE RESPECT
OF LOCAL
STATE
AND
FEDERAL
LAWS.. AFTER
ALL IS SAID
AND DONE
THAT GOD
HEALS
ME
FROM
HELL TO
HEAVEN
SO YEAH..
I AM FEARLESS
IN THAT WAY..
AS ONE
WILL
BE
WHEN
THEY
FACE
GOD
WITHIN
THIS WAY..
Every NOW
i sEE a major
Hollywood Artist
like Britney
meltdown..
shave her
hair or
someone
get
all naked
like Miley
Cyrus i
feel
they
too
KNOWING
FEEL ALL
THIS TOO..
BUT IT IS
A CLUB
OF NOT
MANY
AND GROWING
TOO.. KINDA
LIKE A RAPTURE
OF CLOTHES IF
YOU WILL OR NOT..
SMILES.. AND
NO.. one
does not
have
to take
material
clothes
OFF TO SHED
CULTURAL
AND RELIGIOUS
ONES TO GET FREE!..:)
YEAH.. I HAVE TO SAY
AND DO A BUNCH OF
FUNNY reAlly SILLY
AND WiLD ST** TO
GET TO THE
CRUX
OF
WHAT
i AM
REaLLY
DOiNG HErE..;)
The difference
between me
and many
is i AM
totAlly
transParent
and easy to
see for those
with THOSE
eYes and eArs
to sEE and hEAR..:)
AnyWay.. OH GOD Thanks
Glenn.. don’t kNow
if you’ll ever
see this
comment
RESPONSE
but YES..
you are most
definitely instruMental
in inspiRing my next
Free Verse Epic Blog
Post coming shortly
after i respond to
all the poet’s
dVerse Stuff
on the TRAIL
OF THAT.. and
the next one
sometime later
will be named
“i AM F**King
Maria Von
Trapp”..
i thINK
about
‘Julie
Andrews’
but ‘Maria
Von Trapp’
iS a niGhtLy
Kool NAme
ASITIS
kiNda A
MiX of
dArk
and
LIgHT..;)
While school is a discovery, leaving school is an adventure as shown in the great pics here. And it lingers on throughout life!
Hank
Yes.. truly SCHOOL IS A LINGERING DISCOVERY AND THEN COMES
ADVENTURE.. UP AND DOWN a spiraling path of NOW’S PRESENT
AND OMG looking back through the photos and stories
my life is both the Wonder Years.. and the Scariest
Movie ever.. but anyway SIX feet above NOW
is SO much nicer
than a dirt
nap..
Life Lingers BEST PERHAPS
when ONE IS FULLY ALIVE
AND BEEN TO BOTH HELL
AND HEAVEN.. NICE TO
BE IN THE
SECOND
PLACE
FOR
NOW..
And Thanks
Hanks for
dropping
by!..:)
lots of photos today and some additions…and my ears are still tuned to the sound of music 🙂 thank you…
Oh.. you are so welcome.. my friend Sumana Roy.. and truly ALL OF
THIS IS WORTH IT JUST TO GET TO
THE SOUND
OF MUSIC
ONCE
AGAIN!
NOW..:)
I hope that my students leave with a little greater understanding of life around them and how what they learned intersects with it or I have not done my job. I know not all teachers ate that way but …
Well friend and TEACHER MR.. X.. and obviously a
GREAT ONE AT THAT.. as you bring up
THAT subject AT the Poet’s PUB
before I go by the
Teaching University
of the DEAD POET’S
SOCIETY WHERE
WE TEAR THE
PAGES OUT
OF THE RULE
BOOK AND
GAIN SOME
F**KING
FUNKING
COMMON SENSE..
and simply live life
once again.. as FREE..
and OUTSIDE THE
DAM BOX.. and this
remindS me of
BILL O’REILLY
AND I’LL TALE YA
WHY.. Bill is just A
Clown on
Fox news and
not always
a nice clown
but never the
less the dude
gets in contact
with a Holy
Creative Spirit
and helps to write
his book named
‘KILLING JESUS’ APPROPRIATELY
DESCRIBING HIS LIFE AS A MAN
INSTEAD OF A MYTH.. and then
a major MEME OF THE MOVIE IS
JESUS CHALLENGING THE ORDER
OF THE TIME AKA SOCIETY’S
ESTABLISHED CURRICULUM
AND BY GOD THAT IS
PRECISELY WHAT
IS WRONG
WITH THE
SCHOOL SYSTEM
IS THE CURRICULUM
IS OFTEN SET IN STONE
WITH TEACHERS WHO
ARE SET IN FUNDAMENTALIST
stones too.. particularly in RED STATE
areas like mine where you almost have
to be part of the First Baptist Fundamentalist
cliques across the county which include all
other fundamentalist church ways
to even get a frigging JOB.. NOW
NOT NEARLY AS BAD AS
THAT IS IN THE 60’S AND
70’S IN my formative
elementary and
secondary
school years
with SOME.. YES..
IMPROVEMENT
NOW but i have
to wait until
college
and
a PHILOSOPHY
CLASS TO FINALLY
GET A DEAD POET’S
SOCIETY TEACHER
AND THAT CHANGES
THE COURSE OF
MY LIFE..
UP UNTIL THEN..
NO TEACHER
CHANGES MY
LIFE TO ANY
real extent
that
makes
IT BETTER..
TEACHERS LIKE
THAT ARE PRICELESS
AND I FEEL YOU ARE
THE SAME
MY
FRIEND
SO
TEACH
ON
AND KEEP
MOVING
OUT OF
THE BOX
OF CURRICULUM’S
PRISON IMPRISONING
CHILDREN NO DIFFERENT
THAN THE OLD ORDER
OF KILLING JESUS
OR THE HATING
CONGREGATIONS
OF STUDENTS
AND TEACHERS
INSPIRED
BY
FUNDAMENTALIST
WAYS OF HATING
DIFFERENT..:)
And here is a video
i take from the ‘Wrong Planet’..
MOST people there are Book
Smart.. but they have
little To NOT COMMON
SENSE OF GUT.. AND
WITHOUT GUT
THERE IS
NO TRUTH
AND LIGHT
IN LOGIC..
CREATIVITY
HAS BEEN
CENSORED THERE
SO I AM BANNED
FROM HELL FOR
A MONTH.. AND
I HAVE DECIDED
THAT LUCIFER ME
IS ON PERMANENT
VACATION FROM
HELL AS METAPHOR
OF COURSE.. THAT
MF IN PLACE
IS NOT
ONE I’M
GOING
BACK
TO
AGAIN..;)
And that video has only about 5K views on YouTube
but REAL COMMON SENSE AND TRUTH AND
LIGHT AIN’T A POPULARITY
CONTEXT.. NEO
IS FREE..
WITH OR
WITHOUT
FOLLOWERS..;)
And yeah.. when the video says
that folks only use 10% of their
brain.. we have to keep
in mind that
brain and
mind are
not the
same material
reductionist thingy
that can be viewed on
a brain scan.. sure all
brains are organic but
DIFFERENT KINDS OF
INTELLIGENCES
ARE MYRIAD
AND UNEXPLORED
BY MOST FOLKS
WHO NEVER LOOK
WITHIN TO FIND
THEM RANGING
FROM MUCH GREATER
PHYSICAL.. EMOTIONAL..
SENSORY.. EXISTENTIAL
SEXUAL.. MUSICAL.. VISUAL
METAPHORICALLY POETICally..
OH MY GOD THE LIST OF
INTELLIGENCES THAT
COMPRISE OVER 99%..
NOT JUST
90% OF HUMAN POTENTIAL
DROWNING WITH STANDARD IQ
LIKE A DROP
IN THE
OCEAN
THAT IS
JUST
ELEMENTARY
Fundamentally
INCORRECT WHOLLY
MY DEAR.. WATSON
AND NEVER EVER
THE FULLER TRUTH
AND LIGHT OF HUMAN POTENTIAL..:)
WHERE MOST FOLKS USE 1% OF POTENTIAL
HUMAN INTELLIGENCES AND THAT IS WHERE THE
REAL TRUTH AND LIGHT LIVES IN THE SYNERGY
OF THE HUMAN MIND AND BODY IN BALANCE MOVING..
CONNECTING.. CREATING.. WITH ALL OTHER HUMANS
AND THE REST OF NATURE AKA THE FORCE AKA GOD
AND SO MANY OTHER
METAPHORS
FOR
THE
CORE FORCE
OF ALL THAT IS..
THAT WE MOST ALL
CAN HARNESS LIKE
NUCLEAR ENERGY NOW!..:)
ANYWAY AGAIN.. IT’S 2:30 PM CENTRAL TIME now.. and now
i shall embark iNJOY oF poeticAlly responding
to 45 pieces of poetry on the
dVerse Online Poetry PUB
site.. and that is gonna
be fun.. perhaps long..
but never the LESS
F.U.N..:)
^^^
Ironic Karmic
COMMENT..
LOVE IT..
and no
surprise..
my comments
are never approved
there butt..
But anyway..
Brilliant
Poem..
Poems
that are shallow
are fun but deep
is whEre i Love to
go MOST.. as Deepest
Oceans house the most
eclectic electric creatures
and you Bjorn..IN this way..
often take me tHere my kind
friend.. when i too see deeper
with yoUr eyes that we all can
potentiAlly attempt to share..
but anyway.. back to your
Poem.. yes.. Life.. a
road.. a long road
to end.. a means
establishing so
far to meet
an end..
but truly
the eyes of a child
not yet captured by
a culture that ends
can
mean
Life
aGain..:)
Travelers all we are
journeying a life
of pleasing
dis
ease..
goodbyes are
best met with
future hellos
no matter
travelers
go
with
us
Now..:)
Endings are best
following blue
skies
in
my
being..:)
So true for those that have difficulty connecting to
a child of mind.. may hide a darker side
that cannot connect
to a play of life..
there is nothing
sharper hanging
than
knife
poking
a strung
around
heArt
that no
longer
plays
with
children’s
eyes.. and
yes if i know
someone like
this i might
feel
the same
in fact
i can
relate
to it
as cats
purr old
knives
and rope
tales of
discontent
hidden by
bottles
and purrs…
GenerAlly
speaking
Dog people
Love children
smiles.. i feel
this is not about
you my friend..;)
Ah.. yes.. eye
says so
much
more
than
I..:)
Just to be clear..Feeling..
Friend kanzensakura..
i never express
WHAT A poem
means for
the person
who writes
it.. only
how it
makes
me feel..
i am not
educated
enough or
educated at
all in poetry
to offer any
thing else
but my
personal
feelings
of
INSPIRATION
in response..
with smiles..
in other words..
i will never attempt
to tale you anything
about how you ‘see’ the
world.. but of course my
view is valid as well.. smiles..
for
only
me in
MY Being..:)
Boots Struggling
changing few shoes
comforTing
conSoling
liGhtiNg Feat..
greaTest
Artists
histoRinGinG
Lore wear
worn
boots
IN tatteRings
Shoeless Blue NOW..:)
Ah.. to make a Cookie
a leave of Grass
a Cathedral
a Planet
and ALL
Sacred as
one can
make IT
Be.. IS to Live
Sacred and Worthy
of a Prayer for NOW..:)
Ah.. Patriarchy
feeling silence
‘tween sire
and sons..
where Fear
replaces
Love and
Force Desires
moves past
Tender
Loving
hands..
if ‘Barry
Manilow’
is a cowboy
nothing changes
as ships of sires
and sons
still
pass while
listening
for Siren
Songs..:)
And what a wonderful
world we live in
now.. where
if someone
does not understand
what A ‘Barry Manilow’
is they can Google
it with quote
marks.. but
i guess
i should
hyperlink
for ease..
but
nah..
culture is
already too
dam functionally
disabling to make it
MORE maniLOW
instead of
maniHIGH..
NO Google
for THAT..
smiles..;)
Amazing in life how truly dark
stories become Sparkling
Light musing
feelings to
come and find..
i cherish my
dark memories
and sometimes
wish i can
remember
more..
as the
dark challenge
may eventuAlly
Sparkle Most
in Dreams of Life
come fruitiOn wITh
SparKing LIgHT..:)
ComiNg back to place of challenge
wiTh fresh eYes.. seeinG deTails
greater mindful awareness
relaxing eyes
see more of
what IS theRe..
PooL of Life IS
Larger without
swimming lessons
FixinG strokes clock..:)
Old towns on small highways..
Business goes..
withering away..
people staying
separating
inside..
outside..
all around
but online
is no end
for some
who
otherwise
will be
separated
again..:)
A Poet’s House of Brick
Can stand a treat or trick
A Muse.. a Line Fine Brine
Salty Sea of Ocean Brew
i am Free.. i am NO TooL..:)
A Book.. A Radio.. A TV
Black and White..
Color comes..
Brighter and
Sharper ones..
VCR’s will then
record IT
all.. And
tape decks
too.. And
next a
promise
of HDTV
BUT computers
beat THAT to the
PUNCH.. CARD
and
next thing ya.. Oh!
nO.. the Internet
Destroys ‘ALL’ OF THAT
IN INTERACTION WAY
OF PEN PALS
ACROSS
A NEW
GLOBE
HIVE
ALIVE..
FINaLLY
HUMANITY’s
POTENTIAL
HAS A VOICE
OF
ONE..:)
Silent Pens..
Silent Words..
World FULL of Input..
Working Responsibilities..
Culture full of STUFF..
and then theRe is
RealiTy
and noNe
of THAT
wHere Pens
and Words
rule
heArt
of
US
as wEll
as eYes
of Flesh and Blood
Moving.. Connecting.. SpiRit
Creating We for NOW
Mind and Body
Balancing SoUls..
Then again..
for most tHere
IS Alarm Clock
illusion
of some
thing
else..:)
Rebornevernow..
neverbe
bornordie
@ALL
sosAd
soMe
neVerLiVe
@ALL
nOrLife
noRDeath
onLy
CoffiNow..:)
Couch Potatos
eating brothers heArt..
other family members..
and friends.. Hungry
Couches.. Eat
Poor Moving
Connecting
Creating
SpiRit
where
inPut
rules
and oUT
put never goes..
to eat a balancing
meal of mind
and body
soUL..:)
For me.. to bless the dead
is for them to live
on in eyes of
words in
dance
of
Life..
Love
never ends
this way
for a
soul
that
never
dies
in eYes
of LOVE..:)
Oh M G..! Jewel Grey..! This is IT..! tHIS forGETTING
sonG..! and oneFEELS Christina Perri
SinGs NOT of thiS worLd..
if one sinGs.. a soNg..
anothEr
voice of
ancestors
comes through
theRe is magic
beholding
eYes
of GOD
Dancing
Slowly
in an empty
room.. wHere
another voice
comes
deep
within..
sometimes
THAT Voice
is VERY
DEEP
and often
AngeLic
CelTic
hiGh..
wherEver spiRit
Flows within
above
below
outside
all around
WE who
travel
wITh
gHost
beFore
REAL
SPIRiT
NoW
heARt
BREAKs
OUT
SPIrIT
wE
RISE
AgAIN
SUN’S
PHOENIX
NEvER
DIES
VOICES
GOD
WHERe
VOCAL
CHORDS
BIRD
HEAVEN
FLyS
GLOwING
SOLoING
LOvING
I’M RUNNING
OUT OF WORDS
I’M
THERE.. OH
GOD! i’M THErE
AgAIN.. SaME
PLACE
RAvING
DANcING
SPINnING
FLOwING
MELtING
GOD
IS
IN
ME
NOwGOD!
i DO SO
want otHeRs
JUSTOFEEL
GOD
ONCE
JUST
ONCE
JUST
ONCE
ALiVE
iNUS..:)
NO liFe
heArt
places
wHere
Love
never
borns
aLive..
Love liVes
in those
born alive..
dies in
those
other
lives..
ashes
cigarette LVE..:)
A little detoUr
to HelL and NirvAna
and NOW
back to
HOW DEEP
IS YOUR LOVE..;)
A sliver of heaven are
we.. darker realities
abound in
simple
Universe
flow of creation
and destruction
as star
explosion
dust
we
flow..
spiraling
Galaxy
Suns
are
we..
reflecting
ALLTHATIS..:)
Well.. it used to be that
diamonds are a
girl’s best
friend but
i KNOW
some
girls now
won’t
mind
a boob
‘com
pli
ment’
poweR
of eYes
often
beat
words..
smiLes..
and my
favoRite
pArt are
GIRL’S EyES..:)
Lots of Love
i most often
find
dance
beats
words
and silence
as dance
can
be
softer
than
silence..:)
Stories of Numerology tale
that some folks completing
all levels of earthly
task can come
back and enjoy
the Cloud
or shoot
for the
heavenly
Star
with
Angel
Guns
and THOSE
GUNS are
a draw for me..:)
Shorter days
crave lighter
feels
of
longer
eyes
of
Flowing
Creation
Activity
Now
’til
day break
reigns once
again LONG..:)
Sometimes a simple
LUST for LIFE
beats
thinking
about IT
@ALL..:)
And that’s
coming from
someone writing
11 million words
in 57 months@ALL..;)
And sometimes the
miNd has feelings
that kNow no
words.. as
heArt.. ex
presSing
SpirIT
as SonG
of SoUL
and people
like to say
that GOD’s
got a thiNg
for words..:)
Oh.. Love.. scatTered
aBout in 40,000
pieCes in Albert
Hall..
or a
Beatles
Song of
Aggman
and Walrus
SHells..
i
sup
pose
INnate
INstinct
and INtuition
will find a way
to put HumPty
DumPty togetHeR
again with ALL sand
and water as silt whiTe
glue.. Loving Green HAM
eggs and ham again.. eggs
spoken by True Prophet EGGS
of Beatle Men and Doctor Seuss..
Hmm.. oh! my rabbit HOLE form looks
better than the furry filling within NOw.:)
A place of life
so deep
in cotton
BALL
coffin
grey
where
paper
like existence
knows only
time and
feeling no
longer
exists
@ALL..
where
every
second
of life
is a thousand
years of dying
with no senses.. feeling..
IN liVing vamPire death..
and tHEY Say it is OnLY JUsT..
a mYth.. tHey lie.. thEy lie.. LiE
ThEY
LiE..:)
Pain Fire Fear
where is bottom
fall.. where
do rocks
fall
where
bottom
lies
where
do we
go
when
bottom
lies
a
way
up
no hope
no faith
no nothing
just will
just
will survive
as all who
cast down
get here now..:)
Magician lives
waiting
sinking
rising
falling
making
Life
Again..
Magic
heArt
singing spiRit
dancing mind and
body souls balancING
Living Light Living Love
Magic Feat
step
beat
again..:)
Truly amazing most animals
walk with shores
as Life
and most
only
humans
walk
against
shores
as death..
And humans
think.. and
humans
think
think
thINk
lost..
losing
lost…
waiting
for waves
to come back
AS Ocean of LOVE..:)
Executive Officer
of ship on land
tales.. oh
GOD THAT ‘Walker’
Janitor.. the black
man with an
IQ of less
that stellar
is FiN so
dam Happy…
Oh the ignorance
of knowledge grows
as sadness fills a
shell well HELL
And A Ghost
Dance
Grows
ON..
wITh ancestors
sinGiNG LaLa..La..La..La..La
La..LaLa.. i frigging heArtED
you so..then and always now..:)
Love.. River that seems
to grow more softly
than strongly
where
gentle
streams
spread Twinkle Lights
in eYes.. and LOUDer
EYES.. WAVES Flood
over flowing
drown Chalice
Loving
Peace..:)
Of all the hardships.. toils and troubles
of humans one thing stands true
brighter than most others..
the sun still shines
on all of
darker
and lighter
human fate..:)
Oh a dream
a faucet
a cup
that
never
runneth
less than
full as pumping
waters love to homes
of life.. oh what we take
for granted in what our
ancestors and some
still do suffer
for just
a drop
of what
we have..:)
Ah.. yes.. when even
a purr can be
a demand
to FEED
MEnOW
I AM YOUR
ALARM
CLOCK
FOR
ME..
smiles
cats can
get away
with anything
just by purring
a word
of
Truth
and
heArt..:)
An older cat for me.. where chest
does not seem to rise
or fall.. paws
for pause
a breath
desire
for furry
Love
flux
next
heart
beat alive
RELIEF..:)
If only i have a dime
for every time
i attempt
to explain
what
i am
all on
about
to my wife
when she says
no.. just stop..
i cannot take
it anymore
that might
explain
Y thEre
are 11 million
pieces of
me here
all over
the online
place..
i could sure
make some
calls on
phone
booths
of old
and
ONES
OF NEW..;)
HAHA!.. well..
at least wITh me..
when you wish
for comments
be careful what
you wish for..
for some..
be
afraid..
be
very afraid..
smiles with
due satire..
and i shortened
aVersion of this
as well for NOW..;)
Tuning stations of
human mind and
body in balance..
Creation Activity
of Nature’s way
social cognition
with humans too..
office work UGH
and mechanical
cognition death
of human
heArt..
expresSing
emotion
as human
spiRit
well
bal
ance
soUl
in mind
and body
balance..
a simple
equation
of Yin
and Yang
that still passes
any test of science so far
for human being well being..:)
Oh God yes.. the greaTest Sin
of the lies of human
perfection fostered
first by sidewalks
of life.. and weed
killer to slay
the wildest
dandELIONS
of human
beings too..
i go by the
Jack London
rule book of
human.. practice
free and you will
be set free..
walk on
sidewalks
and they
will rule
US..:)
Well.. for me at least
the answer is SO simple
as to why for decades
i feel like a two-dimensional
human being.. i simply
never move all
around
limiting
both
my brain
and body
to smaller
metaphor
of less than
three dimensions..
and yes.. this applies
to most stuff human
Life.. use it or lose
IT applies to all
stuff seen
and unseen
with human
beinGs
ALLISPRACTICE..:)
Oh rules rules rules..
i for one love this
poem and
in fact
when i
read
poems
i rarely
notE
who writes
them.. i FEEL
seriously.. it’s
the FEEL
that counts
and Sharing
Truth and
LIGHT
is
the
bottom
LINE..
but yeah..
i am the most
LIBERAL PERSON
ON THE EARTH AND
SO IS JESUS.. THEN..
but yeah.. unlike then we
have 100% of me and only
18% of what he dOES and
i am no one special
just a servant/
SOLDiER
of GOD
like him
that will
be STEAMING
FRIGGING MAD
TO KNOW THAT
FOLKS WORSHIP
A MAN MORE
THAN
GOD..
oh yeah..
i tales
it as
THE TRUTH
AND LIGHT
TOO for NOW
as the Kingdom
of Heaven is
ALREADY
HERE
NOW..
Smiles..
and welcome
to a dVersity
of Poetry
folks..
but don’t
worry.. i am
the only
‘strange’
one
here
and
yeah
SO IS
Jesus too..
THEN.. AND
YES i can
say that
with
confidence
as history
shows the
same
for
all
folks
who walk
as TRUTH
AND LIGHT
numbering
in
thou
sands..
maybe
MIL
LIONS..
as GOD’s
unknown
Servants
and Soldiers..:)
There is enough food
in the world
but nearly
NOT enough
Love.. particularly
among those so-called
folks committed
to Loving
neighbors
as their self
which certainly
has no borders
at
ALL..:)
Ah yes.. and if we can INK
everyone like
this without
worry
of JEALous
LOVE
then
the world
will turn
in LOVE..:)
In all shapes and sizes
of humanity
heArt
PeNny
under WILL
and Tracks
of LOVE
WILL
NOT
diSappear
as Long
as Tender
coIn of
Loving
CARE..:)
Ah to be truly born in Nature having
the opportunity to sense and feel
all of IT WitH
potential human
feelings and senses
is a sure place of
connectedness
with Nature and
US and
co-pilots
of LIFE
AND LOVE
wITh GOD aS WELL..:)
YES! finished with
dVerse for now..
with an
additional
poem from
Mr. X
and one from
‘new’ poet
“Jewel Grey”..
making a Grand
Total of Poetic
expressions in
response to 47..
13 hours for
this pArt
at 3:37AM
finishing
time
NOW..:)
Well done, albeit exhausting. 🙂
Thanks Madeline..
My Nautilus
ShEll
ISTuMor
that will not
stop growing
and for some
reason and
for
ALLFEELING
i never
get
ex
hau
sTED..
every
once
in
a while
i sleep..;)
I really enjoyed the way you described your memories from school…your voice is so unique and yet relatable as you share your thoughts from those years. Very interesting to read. Thanks for sharing so openly 🙂
Hi C.C.. thanks for dropping by with those kind words.. and some folks suggest i am so open.. my brains are gonna fall out.. but nah.. they are on the ‘pages’…
I think..FEEL humans are STILL EVOLVING TO Share..
And i admit for decades i totAlly
forget how..
Now…
i remember
and my dream
of being like
my orating
elders
is at
least
on pageS..
And unlike Oral Tradition
IT is built to Last AND FIRST with Servers..;)
AND ANYWAY every time i see your user name i am reminded
of ‘this song’.. when affection is part of the
music scene in the 70’s.. now music
is hard driving and mostly
not soft like this
but yes.. i for
one Rave Dance
but i for one
am still as
soft inside
as i am
in the 70’s
and i’m not
sure how to
revive that
but i’m
gonna
try..
smiles..
and yes.. THANKS
to YouTUBE
i
CAN
JUST
DO
IT
NOW…
BIG BOYS DON’T
CRY.. BIG BOYS
DON’T CRY..
YES..
THEY
just DO IT..:)
10CC.. IS
CORRECT..:)
you write with such power, Fred ~
Hi M.. that is so kind of you to stop by with
that Powerful word of appreciation..
for so many years i am
so weak in words
my only
response
to what ya been
doing is two words..
working working..
Well that’s
still True..
i never get
payment of
even one Google
Advertising Penny
for all of this..
but i for one
Work for Love
and THAT IS
THE MOST POWERFUL
HUMAN FORCE IN THE
UNIVERSE.. IN FACT
IT IS THE
FORCE..
AND NOT
NECESSARILY
JUST THE TOUCHY
FEELY KIND OF
LOVE EITHER..
YES the Unconditional
Tough Passionate
FORCE THAT
also
MOVES
CONNECTS
AND CREATES
Meteors
through
SPACE
UNTIL ‘ThEY’
MAKE A BIG
CRASH AND OR SPLASH
OR AND JUST DISSIPATE
AS COSMIC DUST UNTIL
THEY COME AGAIN..;)
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