WaY uP HiGheR2

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Hmm.. Well.. the next milestone
as i stARt this 707th Macro-Verse
oF LonGest LonG Form Poem..
still exceeding 3.3 Million
words as NOW ANEW
Ocean Whole Poem..
also named
SonG oF mY
SoUL too now..
kinda hidden
in a somewhat
Plain Fred looking
website.. even a
little cluttered as such
as mad scientists WiLL..
Back to the Future of
noW ALways do too..
in historical
aS WeLL..
yes.. neXt Milestone..
on Thanks Giving Day 2016..
celebrating a full 72 months also
kNoWn and fELt as 6 years.. full
of writing on line for
12 Million words
plus.. as Lord
kNows could be
much more than that..
considering from that
Thanksgiving Day of 2010
all the way through July of 2013..
i wrote from wake to sleep for 32
months every dam day to Escape
a life threatening synergy of 19 medical
disorders.. mostly pain related and invisible
to the outside eye.. including type two Trigeminal
Neuralgia.. the worst assessed pain in the associated
medical literature to date as far as i know and feel @least..
and Jesus F iN Christ.. worse than Crucifixion.. as it was like teeth drilled
then without novocaine.. in my right eye and ear that no drug would
touch.. words were my only escape and every word for those 32
months was a mountain to hill of pain.. where i was never sure i
could make even the next second alive.. without some kind
of literal escape.. that only words would partially bRinG..
with light turned down on screen to lowest setting
and eyes that could no longer use
prescription lenses effectively
as the focus only
turned up
the hell
of type two constant
Trigeminal Pain from wake to sleep..
and after the pain finally went away on or
about July 22nd of 2013.. i moved.. i literally
moved to dance.. and the rest of that as documented
for three years in the last Macro-Verse titLed After Dance
oF Fred.. so sure.. the words slowed down a little with
dance and speeded back up.. as my new Nautilus
Shell of Ocean Whole Poem.. had a skinnier
spine of word flow first.. and even
double spacing too..
much more often
than now..
and the photos
continued to explode
and that went off into
Nude New Age Renaissance
Art too.. and all the Dance at Good
Old Seville Quarter moVing into 128 weeks
now of dance tHeRe.. except for a week of sick..
and perhaps another one where the dance moved
to Saturday.. for a trip somewhere else.. but never
the less.. two and a half years of Dancing Rave with
all the cool college age folks at Old Seville too.. so many
photos of smiling friends that are girls.. in over a thousand
too.. as i continue to assess in each Macro-Verse wHere i’ve
been and wHere i’M going.. as when i flow iN Holy
SpiRit and Sacred Writing/DancE.. i am only noW
iN SeNse and FeeL of SonG and DancE..
lest i forget all of what
i’Ve doNe beFore noW
for mindfully/bodily aware
focus of JusT noW iN aLL
ways noW does surely sTiLL come..
practice.. practice.. practice.. never ever
GiVinG up.. BaLanCinG.. BaLanCinG.. BaLAncinG
wHeRe thanks God.. tHeRE iS noT only wRiTinG buT Dance Steps
Too.. ALL WiLD and Free.. Free verse in photos too.. as Visual
poEtry goes with the Verbal WriTing SonG and DanCe oF
Free Feat..
Too.. ISreaL noW aLL2..:)



Life is full of sad songs..
More than can be heard
by those who
sing the
no longer
felt at all.. A
hardest part is
when all feelings
are gone away beyond
sad.. and An only feeling
that is left aT all.. is pain to
replace numb.. a horrible
place that has
no Lazarus
to feel as space
beyond empty.. beyond
the nothingness of piece
of paper existence.. yes.. as
you say.. the black hole soul..
forgets to play a Song
of Human
no longer
aS tar
oiled bird
wHo no longer
moves a SonG of Life..
to morning star BriGht..
as heARt.. as SpiRit FliGht
Gone down.. so far bEyond thE liGht..
And A saddest pARt oF aLL.. is often
iF theRE is any cure aT aLL iT is wait
for numb to go away.. and of
course pills are
no fulfilling
to BrinG
back a Lamp
that lasts iN eYes
that SinG and DAnCe
aLive aGAin.. noW
and truly impossible
to fully understand
unless one
to this
empty place
as dead in life.. mY FriENd Zee..:)


Hi.. FriEnd.. rosemawrites.. thanks
so much for dropping by
and wading
this low
in Ocean
Poem MacroVerse
to share these words of
appreciation today.. glad
you enjoyed the continuing
collection of what i do.. mY FriEnd..
and hope you continue to have a beautiful day
or night
or whatever
way it may
be wHere you liVe..:)

With SMiLes..:)


“To see what is right and
not to do it is cowardice.”

— Cervantes

And sure a way to lose friends…
oh.. how.. the brave and the lone.. turn..:)

“Although it is tempting to resent disaster, there is
not much use in doing so… Whether we remain ash
or become the phoenix is up to us.”

— Deng Ming-Dao

Yep.. shit happens..
no reason.. reAlly..
to cover it up..
as it fertilizes
the ground
of Course..;)

“Think not forever of yourselves, O Chiefs, nor of your own generation.
Think of continuing generations of our families, think of our
grandchildren and of those yet unborn,
whose faces are coming
from beneath the ground.”

— Peacemaker, founder of
the Iroquois Confederacy, (ca. 1000 AD)

A death of the extended
village in home of
and the
death of this
in nomadic ways
of couples and singles
who have lost a village
that moves.. connects..
creates.. TogeTHer for
and respect
for Others and
Nature forevermore now2..
gone past the highwayS noW for Love..:)

“A woman takes off her claim to respect
along with her garments.”

— Herodotus

Hmm.. naked
women don’t scare
me.. per.. ‘Vagina FReED Dialogues’..:)

“(1) Everyone who shits on you is not necessarily your enemy.
(2) Everyone who gets you out of shit is not necessarily your friend.
(3) If you are warm and happy in a pile of shit, keep your mouth shut.”

— Ancient Shit Happens list

yoUr nose
and F iN liVe..
or get use to it..
and STiLL liVe..
And even better yet
lEarn to Enjoy dARker
ShiT that leads to liGht too..
A first step is to pretend.. let
shit be written.. let shit be done..;)


Beaches Love me…
A memory from Seville
Square from last year to date..
with a T-shirt that says the same..
At a Pensacola Seafood Festival..
where i tore up a grass field in dance
With the bands playing there.. but seriously..
can you feel the beauty of Nature.. can you
actually feel a warm and fuzzy actual physiological
bio-chemical attachment to Nature driven by barefoot
oxytocin receptors in your feet as you connect to Mother
Nature’s warm sands.. well.. if you can’t.. it is very
possible you may have a case of spreading
Nature Deficit Disorder.. as
a First World Problem
that reaches as far
back and deep
in life
Refrigerator Parents
who were too busy working
or today attached to electronic
devices even after work
for warm and fuzzy
touchy feely
in both
verbal and
non-verbal language
as well as actual literal
hugs and even rough and tumble
play.. and yes.. even a play of dance
and visiting neighborhood FLESH AND
AND loving being outside literally
so much in warm and fuzzy
connection.. the last
thing in the world
ya wanna do is
come inside
and watch
until your mother’s
high pitched soprano voice
can be heard around the block..
Come home.. Come home.. it’s
time to eat.. Jane and Jack
or Freddy
hmm.. sometimes
even a Nurturing Soprano
Song can give you the warm
and fuzzy feeling of oxytocin Love..
if it was ever nurtured in you.. in the first
place or if you are very unfortunate as in
the case of psychopathic leaning folks that
lack this emotional contagion.. who torture
small furry animals as they can feel no
warm and fuzzy love..
you may live in
hell and it is
worth noting in
caution and warning
that chronic social stress
in ways of neglect and abuse..
and chronic stress in general..
can take away the warm and fuzzies..
until one day.. when someone puts up a
furry cat photo on the Internet.. you say..
Jesus Bad Cop Christ.. why are folks
putting up so many stupid cat photos..
when they could be talking all smart and
stuff.. and why do folks continue to share
photos of their babies.. and why do they just
talk about shallow stuff like it’s interesting.. when
it is just small talk.. well.. A core issue is they may not
be feeling the social emotional contagion that normal
nurturing social animals feel.. that is so beneficial to
actual emotional and physical well being and now even
healing that the village.. in both male and female way
always felt for bonding.. until we separated in the
Terminator movie and Zombie Apocalypse
and Matrix Movie real.. and have
become more mechanical
problem solving
oriented as
machine than
F iN human..
otherwise known
once again.. as a Spreading..
First World Nature Deficit Disorder..
and this distance from Nature is why
machine humans also toss their trash out
their car window in total disregard for Nature..
and why folks on the Internet can be so cold
and lacking any reciprocal social communication
for others like thank you and you are welcome and
smiles my friend.. and so many other things that
people are actually internally motivated to say
in social emotional contagion way.. ’cause
truly when you are mentally healthy
it feels good to do this..
and some folks..
sadly many folks..
do not even feel what
it should feel like to smile
at a stranger in a mall with
the empathic social contagion..
that says safe love rules.. safe love rules..
you are human and this is what makes you
great as all other mammals who are capable
of feeling the warm and fuzzy love of connection..
the glue of life that is warm and true.. again.. safe love..
there are ways proven in empirical science to increase
the emotional empathy of warm and fuzzy human
beings and there are other ways of distance
away from social cognition in
mechanical cognition
worry in solving
problems way
from modern electronic
gadget ways of life when life
becomes a video game instead of
a touchy feely human way of life.. the
only loss is humanity.. the greaTest loss oF aLL..
it doesn’t have to be this way.. when the Love Muscle
is exercised in MovinG ConnnecTinG and CreaTinG
ways alive.. and i do mean the one between your ears
with touch and feel..
that kNows/FeeLs
no own
but Love..:)

i won’t mention any names
but it said someone was noW..
yes.. the EN name test thingie..
says.. impressed by my soft lips..
Ha!.. other than that it said my cousin
than me.. no one
is happier
than me..
no.. no one..
hehe.. harhar.. haha.. hi..;)

Godzilla IS GOD

Godzilla is GOD..
Well.. at least
in pArt as human
imAginAtion and
CreaTivity goes..
in this additional
Facebook provided
Macro-Verse memory
from two years ago.. then
but tHeRe iS moRe.. yes..
the reptilian brain for survival..
of course that moves.. connects..
and creates for BaLanCinG .. to stay
alive and thrive in animal homeostasis..
AnyWay.. Godzilla gets the job done and
reminds us who is truly in control.. yes.. the
whole of Nature.. when set free more as we too..:)

Yes.. Catholic Church Memories from a year ago..
yA never know and feel who Ya miGht meet when
you enter the Banquet Doors.. a People Francis
in Cardboard way could come as
a self authenticating
post card
as such
greeting way..;)

Facebook Friend Michael..
provides a video of an Orangutan
nurturing several Tiger Cubs.. including
feeding them with a bottle.. and back to
an earlier feeling and thought today.. if you
cannot feel the warm and fuzzies by watching
‘this’.. and perhaps respond with the common
verbal small talk of aww.. isn’t that cute..
perhaps your oxytocin receptors
need a ‘little’ loving
tune up.. per se..
as yes.. once
again.. the heArt
is a love muscle that
can grow like mine to
10 grinch sizes of previous
cOld dead heARt.. in ways of
increasing the muscle of oxytocin
that drives emotionally mentally healthy
human beings to practice greater successful
reciprocal social communication activities in
moving.. connecting.. and creating ways..
you might even wanna dance all
naked in sand and sun
all innocent
as such
to Feel
God as your sKin..
in Mother Nature way too..
hey.. if an Orangutan can feel
love tHeRe is hope for whoever
you are too.. let’s hope at least ..
as Nurture is the glue of human
family and survival when it’s working..:)

Aw.. Tuesday morning at the Pensacola
State College.. my Junior College Alumni
place.. in the gardens.. next to a scare crow
that ain’t scaring me at all.. everyday is like
the fourth of July when firework colors of
flowers are going off all around yA..
with so many
insect critters
pollinating and
feeding off the colors
of life free in groWing..
surviving.. thriving way..
if you have any problems..
you might escape them.. long
enough for your genetic memory
to feel the appreciation.. of Nature’s
Abundance that says deep down. hey..
tHeRe iS enough to eat.. now we can relax..
and play a life of easier loving.. there were literally
years i could not go to this place in the internal
Universe of myself.. nor could i even feel the
warm and fuzzies.. petting a kitty kat then..
tHeRe is great poverty in the
world.. but the greaTest
poverty oF aLL..
is the
death of
the human heARt
In liFe.. aS iN all sTuFF..
living.. use or lose applies..
humans are not exempt from
this Universal Law of Nature True aka GOD2..:)


“If you understand, or if you don’t.
If you believe, or if you doubt.
There is a universal justice
and the eyes of truth are always watching.”

~~ Enigma ~~

Nature is God..
is fool
not to
see the Law of this..
in practical ways of course..
all seeing as all that is we see..
feel.. hear.. touch.. smell taste..
and so much
or less..
depending on
how far we can
separate ourselves
from more that we are
evolved to be.. alive.. thriving
or not.. depending on how well
we understand this God as Nature
that lives as all existence or don’t..
as within us.. inside.. outside.. above..
so below.. and all around for @lEAst now..
tHeRe is no escape
but illusions
that are
pArt oF
dArk as
NaTuRe GoD sAme..
and like Enigma says..
matters not if one believes
or not.. there is bi escaping the
Laws oF God and Nature same
within we sAme as pARt oF wHole..
but oh.. how hard ignorant human cultures
have worked to do this.. from tearing foreskins
off babies.. to separate them from the other apes..
to becoming tools more than flesh and blood empathy
and compassion in moving.. connecting.. creating ways..
Karma is real.. it’s really simple.. obey nature or pay the consequence..
nature within..
inside.. outside..
above.. so below
and all around.. and survive
and thrive for those who have not
forgotten innate.. instinct and intuition
and the genetic memory to do just that..
a fluid intelligence this is and not crystallized alone..
as human labels that reduce the size of God all that is..
in illusion
of course
as small
is as real as large
for both the grain of sand
and an avalanche of LoVe..
gets it..
not people do
these days.. lost
in a matrix of
cOld in Zombie Apocalypse of living Robotic death away from
as liGht
opposed to thAT dARk.. as LIFe2..:)

“Jesus died too soon.
If he had lived to my age he would
have repudiated his doctrine.”

~~ Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche ~~

Nietzsche was missing
a very important
pArt oF
at least..
later iN
and other
that inspire
human life..
as social
as well then..
beyond Standard
IQ measures of books..
some folks
never get it
or give it.. and
end up going basically ‘humanely insane’..
the story is as old as hiStory.. and beYond..
and some
have lived
a life in both/’tween
places.. hell.. purgatory..
and heaven.. liFe.. understand Jesus..
what Jesus.. it’s just a created then and now
real human archetype of both the dArkness and
liGht that lives as human being.. love your
enemy hate your mommy and daddy and
sisters and brothers and children if they
don’t do what you say.. same Luke 14:26..
sAMe FucKinG hUman different story.. Now..
and liGht
in all sHades
of grey as anger.. fear and hate
dARk and colors hue hope and joy..
oF Love liGht.. either live liGht or die dArk..
or the
purgatory life..
and sadly for some..
there is no choice at all
as some are born without
ever gaining an ability to love.. aT aLL..
as far as science shows now@leASt2..:)

“The higher we soar, the smaller we
seem to those who cannot fly.”

~~ Friedrich Nietzsche ~~

in one of his
high moments..
no doubt ..
two places..

“If there is a sin against life,
it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as
in hoping for another life and
in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life.”

~~ Albert Camus ~~

See quote
one from
Enigma too..
Enjoy it if you can..
Why the FucK not..
unless culture
Suffer in frustration.. misery..
and ignorance.. ie.. Religion..
for those who cannot discern
the trUth and liGht housed in all
myths and metaphors of human language..:)

“Friendship is the hardest thing in the world to explain.
It’s not something you learn in school.
But if you haven’t learned the meaning of friendship,
you really haven’t learned anything.”

~~ Muhammad Ali ~~

Yes.. as science illustrates
nicely now.. there are two kinds
of intelligence.. Mechanical Cognition
and Social Empathic Cognition.. in general.. use
one solely and the other pipe withers away…
School.. rarely now teaches
Social Empathic Cognition..
or even work
that has
and feel..
Keep making those
good grades.. study
hard.. get rid of physical
education and no longer play
with other children.. as art of HeARt
and lengthen the school day if you
can from 8 to 5pm.. and.. raise your
kids with electronic devices.. and pay
the FucKinG
of Nature
Deficit Disorder..
and FucKinG
NoW lose
to An iSREAL
Zombie FucKinG
Apocalypse where
people can/will no longer
even connect to each other
iN Real Flesh and Blood Life..
And next thing ya know and feel..
youth in Japan.. no longer interested
in the ‘Wild thing’ with each other way
past the age of puberty.. into young adult
hood.. Dogs replace children.. and Robot
dogs replace the flesh and blood warm
and fuzzies.. and sure.. love a
car and a home..
a smart
phone too..
forget about
human and
God as
too.. as
flesh and blood
moving.. connecting
and creating star dust vibrant alive..
and thriving.. in the ‘old days’ of HeARt.. as liFe..:)

“We don’t see things as they are,
we see them as we are.”

~~ Anais Nin ~~

And God lives
within.. in more
than three letter
and less
of mindful
and bodyful
or more
wE can and will..
JuST F iN Do it
more than say iT..:)

“If you’re already in a hole,
there’s no use to continue digging.”

Roy W. Walters

But only if you
don’t find the
greATest liGht
in the
dArk to
finAlly.. come aLL ouT..
or perHaps.. dig A wHolE uP..;)

“Be what you is,
’cause if you is what you ain’t,
then you ain’t what you is.”

~~ Satchel Paige ~~

iS relatively speaKinG..:)

And other than thaT..
nice to see you writing
fresh again gigoid.. but
hey.. it’s
all good..
and present
and future too..
at lEAst foR
mE too..:)

Bottom Line..
i live the Restricted
Version of a thirteen
year old.. me.. as FucKinG
Old Days..
Feeling what
i felt then
more of what
i don’t miss now..;)

not Nietzsche..
God is alive as me..
F iN
Superman tWo..;)


Facebook Friend.. And Fellow Poet Blogger.. Rafiah.. says..

“I am a woman, hear me roar, I am a free child of God.”
I definitely love the feel of it. Makes me feel stronger
and braver , just as you are.
Heart Emoticon
Thank you for seeing the good in me.
As the beauty lies in the eyes of the watcher,
it makes you beautiful as well. Both of us are
assistant to beautify each other.
Heart Emoticon

i say back..

SMiLes mY
FriEnd.. Rafiah..
With soft Kitty purrs too..:)

Rafiah says.. further.. in response..
to another Blog post of hers..
after response by me..

Those are not my feet and my second toe is definitely not longer..:p
But when ever I hear from you I do feel like a leader, dynamic and resourceful.🙂
you make me more beautiful, more than anything in the world. Thank God for
the five year of sickness is no more and you got all the caressing of
the world from your Mum. She must be hAppy to nurse and comfort you,
as mothers normally feel when tending their kids. As sometimes
I feel so elated seeing my sisters happy and joyous,
and especially seeing them in so much peace
when they are asleep. I too would love to
watch Hichock’s movies with you and I’ll
cook lots of food for you. I’ll make
you fatter as well.
Inshaa Allah one day.

i return..

SMiLes my FriEnd Rafiah..
Mother’s who nurture and
people who nurture in
are God’s
for warm
and true
Loving Humanity..
and haha.. i eat too much..
if you feed me more.. i’LL have
to dance double as much
to keep
cholesterol down..
sMiLes.. but would love
to see a movie of any kind with
you as you say.. Inshaa Allah.. one day
noW iN
SpiRit my FriEnd..:)

Rafiah speaks on another Poem
in response to a response i made
there too..

How my wilts are predictable?..:p
and by now I have had too many plates of
garlic bread that I have become fat…:p

i say.. in response..

Every time
i stArt
To really
Miss you..
You come back
And say hi.. and
That is enough
For me..
My FriEnd..

i go on to say..

And if you
Get Fatter..
Is more
Of Rafiah to Love..
You’ll sTiLL have Rafiah
eYes.. heArt.. spiRit..
And soUl.. no matter
Form of beinG hUman..:)


And now in response to her current Poem..

You kNow/FeeL.. my friEnd.. Rafiah..
i have few friEnds
who truly keep
back to me
over the years of my
life.. but what i can
say for sure.. is..
i am not the
the one
broke the
threads.. beFore..
A village was alWays the
way of human life for thousands
of years more than a nomad way of life..
lots of lonely folks out there without a human touch…
What i come to
understand now
and feel
i must
not give up
and continue to
thread a needle.. no
matter how small oF Love..
and if nothing else.. Love God
within.. and be
to have
this gift of Life..
better shared of course.. now..
but no one can stop me from giving..
oh.. and by A way.. you are becoming
a more beautiful poetess as well.. as you evolve
SpiRit and sOUL..
need never gRow oLd..
as Ocean wHole pARt of GoD..:)


A busy day of writing.. dancing in sun and sand..
visiting the Escambia Bay.. and
Pensacola State College
Gardens.. Dancing
in Public store
way at
now.. back to
writing after the
Facebook Algorithm
Video Assistant helps
provide a slide photography
documentary of the Tuesday
full Activities.. and i must say..
with trance dance electronic music..
higher ways of body and mindful awareness
comes easy aS A BaLanCinG FoRCe noW
with healing power liGht as a FloWinG Forrest
Gump Feather in Center aisle
FReEDo in that Dance
Hall so nicely
prepared in
at nows..
juST a place
for me to further
my experience of
Dance and art more..
yes.. all for FReED @lEast
for me.. Bliss in the evening
of Super-Walmart Dance while
i somewhat sadly watch the robots
of the Matrix.. The Terminator.. and
Zombie Apocalypse iSREAL shuffle
by in remnant all to present worry
state of mechanical
cognition mind
of First
so far away
from what human
beings are even evolved
to be for free.. for free.. naked
of cultural induced illusory fears
and simply happy for this abundant gift of LiFe..:)

A Facebook Profile photo share
of YellowBoy reaching up for
the stars of mid-day play
on one back
with no
worry but
reaching the next
play toy just for
the experience
of existing
in play now..
for the fight
of survive
of life..
and i say..

Play yoUr
own FucKinG liFe..
Move.. Connect.. and Create…

i for one.. wiLL

And nah.. this week noW..
is not Fredbun and Fredku
week at dVerse Monday
Haibun and Haiku original
way of doing ‘tHeRe’ thing..
that i rif my own art off of..
in individual link and themed
poetic prompt way.. it is Quadrille
instead of 44 words that i will play
as that innately.. instinctually and intuitively
in holy spirit creative deeper mind and body
BaLAnCinG soUl Voice of heARt comes free for ALL..
when i get around to it.. if i get around to it at all as streAM
flows into river and waves make Ocean Whole Poem what it is
sTiLL noW
as Free
along with
the free martial
arts of Fred FU too..
And i understand the
theme of this week’s Quadrille
prompt is shadow.. as i shadow in
a little later.. as the shadow kNows and Feels
@ least
for mE..:)

The En Name Test
thingie says my problem
in life is being too generous..
it says.. i sacrifice too much
to do this and i say..

There is an off
Button on line
Far removed
From work
And it IS
A Free
oF Y i..
nah.. i AM
the one who controls
the on and off buttons now..
this is no longer Government
slave mastered work.. this is for
God of Nature free that respects
my humanity in BaLAnCe as the
rest of NatUre.. too.. no
tricks when the
laws of God
are followed
within as human
Nature.. and all of
Nature.. inside.. outside..
above.. so below and all around..
all treats for those who understand
the Nature of God Nature sAMe
and that Nature gifted
as HUman
to love this all that iS..
is to love GoD sAMe
and more force of energy
to Love all oTheRs sAMe too..
in BaLanCinG FoRce of Course2..:)

The F.B… EN name test therapy assistant
for the Power of Suggestion in bRinGinG
hUmanS uP through inspiration says
who i am.. as one who
unconditionally loves..
and suggests
my life
around an empath
way.. adding beauty
to the world.. and bRinGinG
happiness and inspiration to others
too.. well.. here’s the thing.. i do this
unconditionally.. all oF iT.. even including
my all male new age renaissance art
in A most passionate way
of human
being yet..
as legally
allowed of course
noW in Blogger way
of restricted adult links..
it cost me almost nothing
to inspire others this way but
the joy of doing it that is no cost
aT aLL and only pleasure for me
to feel and spread by doing all of what
i do too.. not everyone will understand
what a full empath human angel archetype
entails as there is no sin in the human function
and form.. that wills no harm to others but pleasure
same.. in wild and freeing setting hUman Nature FReED..
just the fAct that i AM free enough to do it.. is highly inspiring
to some folks..
and other less
open minded
who play
by the rules
of older Patriarchal
illusory fears and subjugating
ways of slaving and owning
other human beings.. may
sees it as foul
and disgusting
and that is
oKay.. as
i understand
they know not
what they do
and that
may be
of a more
scared and closed
minded being of human
way.. but nah.. i AM
FREE to Love
in all the ways
that literAlly
comes.. like
it or not.. bottom
line.. God lives Free as ME..
no books.. no chains.. God FreED iN and aS mE..
and hopefully for you iF FReEDom iN open minded
and body way is what you seek.. iF noT.. yoUr
miNd alOne..
allone.. i LivE.. FReED
@Least NoW.. onE..
for mE wiTh GOD

And.. oh by A way..
tHiS iS comment
number.. 60,777..;)


SMiLes.. mY FriEnd..
Mario.. and of course..
i don’t kNow you..
less than
a grain
of Sand that
iS sAMe as pARt oF GoD
in other words.. friEnd iS
A grain of sand and
you too..
if we
are to
be full
with God
of course as
all that is seen..
unseen.. felt.. unfelt..
and beyond of what we
can even imagine as hUmans..
mY FriEnds.. oh.. the paradoxes
of the shadows.. the pARts
we tend to overlook
of life as we
A Shadow
that plays with
us as subconscious
mind rather than the one
that escapes as God.. in Mechanical
cognition of literal worry of life.. obviously..
Jesus is only human.. in original story way..
before.. Constantine and his Roman Catholic
Cohorts.. made him into myth instead of man..
even in ‘that book’.. the shadows are more
than evident as Jesus
himself says
if you
in me you
will do more than
me as i have not done all
that can be improved as works
by human beings.. per John 12:24..
and the Golden Rule gets through in
most every testament of love your neighbor
as yourself.. and Love your enemy too.. but
then there is the Paradox Shadow of Luke
14:26 that says to follow me you must
hate your mother.. father.. brother..
sister.. and children.. and that
my friend is quite a shadow
and a paradox from
the story
of the
Good Samaritan..
and Love your enemy..
and then there is live by the
sword and die by the sword and
i bring a sword and not peace.. and
if i am in a really bad mood.. and not feeling
very diplomatic.. i will just turn some tables over
and maybe yell some to let you know i am angry…
Human nature.. my friend.. archetypes of shadow
being that will not go away.. as long as we are human..
bottom line…
And even Jesus
admitted he wasn’t
perfect as far as whomever
told the story.. for the light and
shadow of he.. and the good cop..
bad cop shadow Jesus too..
but sure.. God IS A
fuller shadow
that many
the paradoxes of liFe…
briGhtest liGhTs now.
DaRkest ShaDows too..
thaT truly thank God the
New Testament doesn’t wash
away as sugar coated liFe that
doesn’t exist.. even in a fairy tale
like Mary Poppins that doesn’t have
to make sense until you look deeper and
the shadows come out and play my friEnd..
So.. you are going on the offense here and following
the words of the Shadow Jesus more than the Good
Cop Jesus who focuses more on the liGhts of life than
the shadows that drive us more in ways of harming other
folks when we are not strong enough to unconditionally Love..
Unconditional Love is the next step uP my friEnd.. when one truly
finAlly understands the dark in one’s foes and never gives up hope
to bRinG them liGht.. but first.. my fRiEnd.. one must understand the shadow
in tHeir self.. embrace it.. forgive it.. and grow stronger as mountain of Love..
as the Grinch kNows
and feels
as the
Grinch has
come out of the
Shadow.. the heARt
that drives John 14:12 my FriEnd
is the SpiRit that comes out of the
Shadow to lift folks hiGher and
hiGher with the soUL
that kNOws and
FeeLs the shadow
and iS no longer
so afraid of
the dArK
of they
wHere they
lift otHers uP
who waLk iN the
dARkest ShadoWS
oF aLL… thaT was quite
a challenge that Jesus put forth
to come out of the shadows in that
story of he.. and do greater works oF liGht
and truLy my Friend.. it is often the Chimney
Sweeps.. the watchers from the ash who better
understand the dARk and BRinG the GreAtest LIGhts…
Question is.. are you uP to the challenge of John 14:12..
to do
more than
the Shadow
Jesus then
that is
the story
oF liGht and trUe pArt
New Testament along
with Heaven is only in this
generation now per Luke
17:21 as the Kingdom of
God within that is most often
overlooked in the Shadow of now..
thaT mY friEnd is the best Good news.. oF aLL..
wE can do more in Heaven now than ever bEfore..
but sure.. only those who believe in thE me that’s
yoU and wE wiTh hands and feat of God more than beFore..
as any
from Ashes/
kNows and
FeeLs foR noW..:)

John 12:24
New King James Version (NKJV)

24 Most assuredly, I say to you,
unless a grain of wheat falls into the
ground and dies, it remains alone;
but if it dies,
it produces much grain.

Rains Grain..:)

PS.. thAt IS
A Fredbun/Fredku

And for those ‘other’
‘noted’ poEtry scholars..
many other so-called forms
of poEtry are all incorporated
into this one SonG without even
GiVinG iT A FucK oF thOughT as ‘step in time’..
and only those of ‘you’ not too Jealous that i now
singularly produce the longest long form poem ever
will be able to pick them out of shaDow greed..

Bottom FucKinG
liNe from God
Essence FucKs Rules..:)

And i AM

A Son of


oF God
RinGs oN..:)


Okay.. it appears
now.. i am most
properly mused
it seems.. to carry on
with the Monday dVerse
Week Long prompt as Quadrille
44 worded theme on shadow tHeRe..
hmm.. should be fun as any shadow kNows and FeeLs..;)

Hmm.. 55 liNks
so far moving.. caution..
curves ahead..;)

Hmm.. and the one
from Tuesday was
something or another
about objects lined up
on pages in predictable
ways.. to get all mused
about tHeRe.. ugh.. gag me
with a straight line of garden
bricks.. not my style for today
but perhaps a prison form theme for another day..
as shadows sing from essence back to.. ugh.. form..;)

dOwn.. uP
goes the dArk..
Down coMes thE liGht..:)

(:..Rich Shadows
itch of memories
long gone past..
past gone long
memories of itch
Shadows Rich..:)

KoaN oF LiGht..
iNk bLot
liFe bEst..:)

Night oF Winter’s SpRing
Summer Fly oF liGht hiGh..
oF Leaves
FaLL.. Feed..:)

i muSt saY..
i loVe A
sUn noW
iN poEtic
Moon kNows
no fool
wiTh no
shaDow joY..:)

for animals
who kNow how
to escape to
oF Sun..
hmm.. humans
bake.. no longer
turning.. Insanity
reigns aWay
Shadow Sun..:)

Shadows groWinG
longer as first world
ways SinG dArker
into worry..
more tread..
as shaDow liGhts..:)

Shadow SonG oF Fall..
liGht groWs dArk..
Birds SinG
oF Night
dims longer..
next year
hope for liFe..:)

my friEnd..
Hope for
A longer shadow ‘forE liGht..:)

Fear of
oF light
Sun.. Moon..
‘tween paradox BriGht..
then LifE..:)

Ebony and
Ivory shadows
noW as melody of
SonG and DancE on
Digital Keyboards
oF liFe no longer

“God is dead and; we killed him–but his
shadow still looms.”

–Friedrich Nietzsche.

Lesson of Nature
and science same…
Humans evolved to
live peacefully in groups
no more than about 150 to 200 sets
of naked eYes and hips StiLL noW wHo trUly
kNow and FeeL each oTheR from head to toe..
anything else more and less..
IS A shadow
of God
including humans
packed as lemmings
in cities of strife and hate..
from clothes of culture worn invisible of Love..

Nah.. i for one ain’t scared
to walk city dArkest parKing
lots at night.. but not a
place for anyone
less than A
leg pressing
half a ton now.. heHE..
with real man fearless Love..
other than that move
to a small
village now..
give and
Fearless Love..
meh.. now at least
it can be done somewhat
virtually and vicariously online..
from the biggest roach motels oF all
in desert lands of fear too.. my FriEnd..
as the
of cultural clothes
continues to groW iN
dARker and liGhter ways too..
iN ParadoX

Ha! form
aWay from
A pan aLL now
theISt oF God plUs..
He!.. Essence.. LoVe
oF liGht ShaDowS noW..
Ignorance aWay from Free aLiFe..:)

side note..
either God
lives within
or doesn’t..


oKAy.. back
aGaIN.. yes..
to A original
scheduLed poEtry
ProGram.. as pArt
allthatis gRoWinG..
EmErGinG eVeN moRe..:)

Love gRows
Ocean wHOleR..
Birth by

sMILes.. i see/fEeL noW..
Art.. A BriGhtest
liGht.. A Nature
gift now greAt..
as Fearless
Love too..
iS n0
or LiGht
oF Fearless Love
for shaDows dARk..:)

LiGht consumes
dArk consumes liGht
goeS on as
dArk consumes liFe..
so why be
to eat..
as we are
all dArk and liGht..
as the
and pray
are one
Sacred and Holy NoW..:)

have no
of skeletons
in cultural clothes..
and often no need for
drink or
all can be fulfilled
as Nature without clothes..
iN sMall enough hUman Village LiFe..:)

Love iS liGht
anything less
iS dArk As liGht
too.. as travel way
oF liGht
as sNowS and
suGar wHiTe
refLect dArk liGht..:)

Side note..
it’s not that
poEtry alWays has
to have a discrete
meaning.. it’s more
that iT
and SeNses
As shadow
uP to LiFe liGht..:)

Shadows of my own
dArk reflected and projected
on Mother’s liGht..
A liGht
faiLed while
mine yelLed from
dArk.. A liGht liVinG
alone and finding allone..
no matter who
or goes.
A LesSon..
how fortunate
to be fulfilled
by living and
A leSson oF
MoTher’s Shadow
lives liGht as mE noW..
and my father lived then A
similar freeway2.. what went
wrong for me.. unTil
lost in A
away from
self-fill found now..
hmm… perHaps what
iS iN order.. soMe forAging
and Hunting to find wE allone..:)

Missing in action
a shadow
of Love..
than dogs
as empirical measures of
modern empathy goes..
sadly that’s
the way of
clothes.. warm
and fuzzy means warm
and fuzzy with sMiLes..
no matter 43 or 44 words..
can StILL
be found @44..;)

i’M not gonna lie..
i counted ALL your
words and liked
them just as

Sidenote.. here..
so the poet makes
a mistake in themed
way and does 43 words
instead of 44.. with
Microsoft word counting
the whole enchilada at 44..
and the administrator states..
i didn’t count your words but
you must have 44 excluding the
title.. so the poet says.. i use
Microsoft Word as i don’t have enough
fingers to count to 44..
and that’s
all that’s
of being
honest enough
to see the pink
elephant in the
room or not..
if you
are not gonna be
brave enough to
say what you mean
in ways of form and
rules.. why.. F iN say
it At aLL.. oh.. the webs
we weave with less than fearless clarity
on a
shadow day..;)

IF it was
me they would
have FucKinG
deleted my poem..
oh.. the rules for elder
ladies change from younger
men.. as
sure.. the strong
can stand to be
kicked around like A homeless dog..;)

Anyway.. as they used to say at work..
it’s good enough for government work…;)

Back to number 21 here..

A cave within..
dArkest depths..
and old.. juST
Awaiting aNew
to grow young aGaiN
as heARt.. as SpiRit
as BaLanCinG miNd
and BoDy reBorn as shaDow Lives..:)

Okay it’s 12:37 pm..
9282016.. on WeDnesDay..
not even half way
counting.. hehe..
off to lunch and
sand and sun dance..
God willing
TruE liGht as mE..;)


Nature aLL and
Human Nature..
ain’t it grand for
a Serpent who
his or her..
i care not
to spend a thouSand
dollars on it.. not a dime
or even a cent
of what
Am i surprised to fiNd
dARk and liGht in all things
liFe.. sMiles.. the Serpent kNows
and Senses more than sanitized liFe
of omnivore
killing hands..
Eat or be eaten
thaT pARt hasn’t changed..
Love.. AS A fearless gift..
new muscle
that must be exercised
properly aS liGht.. less
the Serpent
to strike and
bite A liGht tale..
Considering the benefits
over the dArkeR negatives bEinG noW A Furry
Warm and Fuzzy hUman.. liFe is much better
than AllAgator bait..
i have
A miracle
of Star dust plus…
it’s enough.. it’s enough..
aS Heaven plus.. @least for
me now.. as i weigh the options.. mY FriEnd..
elSE but noW..;)



Back to the dVerse Quadrille
Shadow theme prompt..
at 3:33 pm..
and will
see what
comes next..
or goes around aGain.. as

Shadow mirrors
first reflections
other than
puddles and
other bodies of
water that mirror i’s
of We.. seeing all into
each otHeR then
more than
now we
see more
F E E Lnow
be who we
a L L on E…
can be inside..
outside.. above.. WiLL
so below.. and all aRound..:)

withiN now
blue.. grey
and bLack
SpRings riSe..
fAll wiTh dArk..
grey scales tone as
melody oF Fault.. ah…but
to find within A weaTheRed hUman
SpiRit.. heARt and miNd
and body BaLanCing
soUL can stop the Rain..
so below above..
and all aRound..:)

mINd and boDy
mEnding bRoken
heArts and spiRits
SaMe.. DancE oF liGht
SonG oF HeaLinG noW..
LiGht hoMe sPeaks..:)

Hmm.. shadow
Dress liGhts
of thOughts
than Denim Jean..;)

Shadow Crowd
Trees Forest liGht..
Breeding outside
synthesis growth..
Limits come.. Fire a Savior
gRown DaRk..:)

Shadow Koan
iNk Blot sAMe..
sHade coloR
diFferent sAMe..:)

Shadow form..
not quite awake
or asleep..
Shadow ExisTence..:)

Dry cycle
human heARt..
wash once.. wash twice
StiLL a hUman pARt..
iron pressed..
spiral out
concrete liGhts..:)

iF tiMe
Had A color..
s H a d e noW..
what would iT
be.. sUre IS
A Shadow
oF liGht
Be.. NoW..:)

Shadow wiThiN..
essence as more
than form..
oF EmoTioNs
SeNses aS liFe..
goeS oN.. MoVinG..
ConNecTinG CreAtinG
or not..:)

a play of who
am thaT iS real
iS alWayS noW
A shaDoWed
as wHole iN onE..:)

Flow oF NoW iN ZoNe..
aLL aS oNe nOw..:)

Two Wolves
iN aLL
E MoT iONs..
onE dArk noW
TAste foR liGht
sMell For dArk..
TOuch f0r Victory..
SeeS Hears WolF liGht..:)

for those
wHo dare to be Shadow FReED

oF mINd
too.. Ocean
WhOle dreaMs
BrinG Fields morE..:)

Shadows oF liGht
tUrn cOld
oF heArt
DreAm Rises..:)

Fall… Not even
A shadow last yEar…
spoiLed FloWers color less..
When Winter’s

Love Shadows..
LiFe misSinG
LoveD one’s
Shadow Lives
iN eYes liGht..
aGaiN LoVe..:)

Love FliGht
oF Hawk
Love liGht..
reMinder BriGht…:)

Cats chaSinG
jusT for FuN..
jUst for FUn
plaY aGaiN
Tales for liGht Pan DancE..:)

of swings..
Love comes
in light of home
cherished Fun..:)

THeRe is a place
wHere colors hurt..
tHere IS A place
wheRe even
bLack and
tHere IS A
place wHeRE
shaDows liVe..
iNvisible to colors
oF Black and White..:)

Step one
out of
move.. move..
connect.. create
move.. move.. move
step last
step more..
Dance liFE as Art..:)

Okay that takes me
through number
44 at 5:33
pm.. now
for Dinner
and a Work
out and maybe more later..;)


SMiLes.. my friend..
Depression isn’t fair..
and really bad things
happen to good people..
as life doesn’t grade on a bell-curve
for being good people.. but what Life does
is reaLiTy.. my first real depression.. of course i didn’t
have a name for it then.. was in second grade when i moved
from my small school.. to a large Chaotic Catholic School.. where
Mean Nuns were the first thing i remember with rulers spanking hands
of kids.. and i went from the smartest
kid in a backwards town school…
to the one that had
to play
at the smarter
modern school..
private.. and well funded
for top notch teachers.. and by
the end of the year i caught up..
but the stress of being in such a cold
big place ended up with me being anemic
and not even able to eat at lunch for an entire year…
my mother took us there to be in the same home town
of my father.. but the stressful environment was killing both
me and my sister.. and nah.. no one then knew what the hell of
Asperger’s Syndrome.. per the Autism Spectrum was.. and
how stressful an environment
like that could be for empaths
with overloaded senses..
nah.. not the
kind of
Autism where
other folks are just
mechanical aids in the environment..
the kind that feels and senses way too much..
of our modern world.. and even can hear silent
alarms in stores.. like a dog might do at higher sonic
levels.. and my tactile sensitivity is still so intense i cannot
stand to touch almost anything man-made.. anyway.. the
second era of depression came in middle school..
while almost the entire school.. then.. bullied
my looks and social eccentric behaviors..
suggesting in words to the effect
i didn’t deserve to exist..
smiled too much..
at first
and they
wiped that
smile off my face..
as even the school pictures
eventually showed as depression
wasn’t a word in my vocabulary
at puberty age either.. so i
picked myself
back up..
carried on with
a smile again.. until
losing my first love..
and a full two years of
severe to off and on depression
then.. at 19.. and from then on.. ages 22
to 45 for 23 years.. working at a Bowling
Center.. Cheers like environment until age
42.. where everyone knew my name by the
smiles of norm that was me.. all
was mostly good even
though the
were always
there.. in budget ways..
change came at 42.. with
three job changes in three
years.. and in December
of age 45 in ’05..
my ability
to feel
started going
away.. and associated
auto-immune issues.. chronic
stress that i didn’t realize i had
started to take the best of me
away.. in a spiraling
dArk wHole
had no
idea of where
i would eventually
go in hell in ’08.. yeah..
about 7.7 years of Depression
for me then.. and i’ve spent about
about a quarter of my life in moderate
to Severe Depression.. Depression is a monster
who does not care.. a monster who is not like Santa
Claus or a Judgement from an Angry God who keeps
note of who has been naughty or nice.. it can come ’cause
we did our best.. always did our job.. or always took care of
the ones we loved without fail.. despite the challenges that came
our way.. it can even come from being too happy.. as often happens
to the Lottery Winner.. who loses sight of how fickle happiness can
be if not tendered with the dARk side of liFE too.. as humans
are evolved for intermittent rewards.. not instant gratification..
Seriously.. it shouldn’t be this hard for humans
to get in balance.. but my friEnd whether
or not we can see it or not..
we live in a truly insane
world.. and i’ve
already listed
those pARts in
detail here.. so need
to repeat that again..
truth is.. and i can say this
as an expert now as both a King
of Pain and a King of Happiness same..
in just one life of Heaven and Hell and
Purgatory that lasts for years and years too..
i cannot say.. i have met one sober person..
who is truly content in this life now..
my friEnd.. not even the
people i see on
TV.. but
my cat
is happier
than anyone i know
by the name of human..
my friend.. how sad is that..
beyond sad my friend.. it is an
indictment of how we all live in a
society gone insane from what it even
means to be human now.. so what i am saying
is.. don’t feel alone.. but i know you cannot help
to feel alone.. As Depression doesn’t give a FucK
how you feel.. but what i will say is.. anything is possible
in life if you never ever give up.. your life is precious.. you are
precious.. feeling and sensing life.. is the best Gift that God gives
star dust my friend.. and that is we when human.. feeling and sensing
it all.. even the grief.. even the despair.. that CAN AND WILL eventually
lead to liGht.. even if it takes a FucKinG Decade to come real..
i can’t say that any of the psychiatry professionals
did me any good.. except for the Ativan
that allowed me to sleep
with the worst pain
known to humankind
to go along with all
the emptiness i had..
but what i will say is.. the same
Psychiatrist who said i was his worst
case ever.. he in the Air Force as a Major
dealing with really bad cases of PTSD and
Combat Fatigue for the veterans of war then..
and by the time.. 7.7 years had ended our
relationship.. after he offered in ’08.. to
arrange for a vagal nerve stimulator
to be put in my chest for
me to feel something
of emotions again..
yeah.. like
a heart
of feelings.. he left
his practice to teach movement
therapy.. as he told me i inspired
him to do that.. as he saw my
movement therapy cured
me in real time..
as it worked
for me..
and the
same for my
Licensed Social Worker
Therapist.. who gave me what
is named as cognitive behavioral
therapy and psychotherapy.. she is
the one now who asks me for advice in how
to help her other hopeless patients.. that none
of her methods work on.. who live the dark nights
of the soul my friend.. i am not going back to hell..
as i’ve made it an Olympic sport not to go back..
in many ways of truly hoping i can help
one person.. too.. just one person..
not go to the full
depths of
where i’ve
been.. keep writing..
keep expressing your feelings..
it took me 33 months before i could
write the first word.. and about 33 more months
before empty shells became feelings with words
my friEnd.. life is not easy.. and even the World Health
Organization.. says that Depression is the leading cause
of Disability around the world.. and that my friend is no surprise
with the First World Problems of the heart we have today..
but this gift of feeling and sensing the World that
perhaps through the power of imagination..
and creativity.. is the potential
liGhtest and dARkest
place of all
in HUman
BeinG here..
is worth it for
one thing my friend..
and that is life.. in all the
ways it comes.. down and up..
may the up come soon again for you
my friend.. and may you find what works
for you too.. to stay in balance.. no different
than my Cat Yellow Boy does.. as all he has been
able to do.. is find the answers within with God..
The answers are within.. i could
find them no where
My Friend.. Zee..:)


WeLL.. iT appears that Facebook is
on strike for letting me post
YouTube Videos.. perhaps
the Hall Monitor Algorithm
is ‘pissed’ ’cause i
shared that rather
racy “Let’s All Chant”
Video.. or perhaps
the Matrix all lovin’
Rave Video.. but
never the
less.. if
i had shared
a photo of some
chopped heads off from
an Isis ‘promotional video’
that would have probably stayed..
and that’s okay.. as hey.. this is not
something i am ever gonna FucKinG pay
for.. so i’ll take it as it comes.. as free extra
hard drive to back my shit up.. as ha!.. thought
i was doing potential ‘readers’ a favor by sharing
cool music videos that superSEED tons of words..
as after all i have been writing an average
of 120K words a month to back them all
up here2.. for several months now.. hehe..
and sure obviously that is too
much for a Twitter world
now.. anyway..
in reference
to the
i just
wrote.. in the
way we communicate today..
as i just got a like back on my
comment from my Dance Friend
Cortney.. who i rarely talk
to on Facebook..
but hey..
and that is
a friend plus thing
enough for me.. hehe..
and sure.. better words as
non-verbal language has always
been 60 to 90 percent of human
communication.. in REAL FLESH
AND BLOOD WAY.. until it became
SOCIAL LIFE NOW.. so Facebook Friend
Cortney shares a status that says in other
words of photo the reason she didn’t answer
her friend’s communication on Facebook was
’cause she was snoozing.. and hey.. rest is
paramount to having any semblance of
balance in life these days of
one of extreme stress..
so Kudos goes to
sleep no matter
what.. hehe.. unless it is
too much associated with
depression too.. so anyway..
i say in generalized response..

It’s like life..
look straight ahead
and never meet the eYes of THE stranger..;)

And yeah.. that’s kinda tongue AND cheek as
Cortney is no stranger now to the strange of me..
and sure.. i can understand why ‘strange’ folks
don’t meet eyes of the Shaded ones of the
233 LB Public Dancing Dude.. at
Public stores unless they have
a few wild and free hairs
tHeir self.. as i often
find the only
sincere smiles
that are left in humanity
this way.. in a sea of sullen
looks about the overall existence
we have these days.. in Terminator/Avatar/
Matrix Machine cognition breed of life.. anyway..
Depression.. i FucKinG find it everywhere
i go online.. from the base.. anger at life
that is only anger truly of feeling bad
inside.. as let’s face it..
haters are full of
bad feelings inside..
otherwise they would do not
hate in harming others.. and that’s
the way black flowers and colored
flowers of life work.. when all is color
all is good.. when all is black.. black comes..
black is black.. joy is white.. and purgatory ‘tween
shades of grey.. is the biggest place of all.. of apathy
too.. as modern life sucks the colors of Free EmoTioNs..
as FeeLinGs and SeNses and SexuaLiTy too.. until
all is left is i hate you.. i hate you.. and i hate
them and even us some more as i..
Life just sucks Life just sucks..
and Yellow Boy says
you folks are full
of human
but the thing is.. the
grey creeps slowly.. perhaps
startS in Kindergarten when you are
stuck in desks.. quiet hands please..
no fidgeting.. keep your pencils and
or keyboards as it were and is now..
close to your FucKinG Face where
information and data download is
the new of contact in hell now.. my ‘FriEnd’..
and from then… on and now on.. how low
she or he or etc.. can go in dARk.. in Fear..
in anxiety.. worry.. and constant trembling
ways or numb dark nights of soul.. is perhaps
more unlimited than ever before in hell now..
of the invisible kind.. not easily seen on
the outside.. hidden in two-D screams
of screen.. where text
wilts to
death.. wHere
even YouTube Videos
fear to tread in bushy and fun
dance videos too.. where headless
Nah.. i’m too
crafty to get upset..
but hey.. it kinda hurts
me to see friEnds hurt so much..
so far out of the reach anymore..
to truly
even stand
a chance
to help
out of the
same dark place
i too.. used to live..
in Matrix.. Terminator
empty Avatar sAMe..:)


Hmm.. well.. unless the Hall Monitor
of the Facebook Algorithm Police
has gone all good cop and bad cop
mix.. it’s either a bug of filled up
Browser Cache.. or a bug
on Facebook’s end
as when i rebooted
i was able to share
my link to 6000 Miles
two times on my Personal Facebook
Page and the link and Nice Wife Bikini photo
as more than thumb nail photo fun.. worked
half the time on my Facebook pages for Blog
and Nature photos.. respectively too.. so i rebooted
again now.. just for fun.. to start out with a clean
slate cache for more liNks to potentially come
until Thursday mechanical cognition activities
come into Holy and Sacred R and R
activities.. including celebrating
my 128th Dance night at Good
OId Seville Quarter tHeir..
with all the cool college
age folks.. with
more fun dance
photos arriving around
the end of Rave Dance at
3 am in this 707th named
Macro-Verse of what’s the
title i arrived at..
hmm.. must
check iMac
to see..
in desk
top way..
no.. not there..
must be iPhone 6s notes..
yes! tHere it is.. the one i woke
up with in half sleep before i went
the route of Mary Poppins.. for whatever
innate.. instinctual.. and intuitive creative
Holy Spirit FeelinGs and SeNses thaT led
mE tHeRe in Synchronicity tapestry
canvas brush of painT in my hand
God ways of Being two..
i mean one.. well
yes.. THERE IT IS!
“WaY uP
oh.. Technology
helps me to be so
much “smArter” than
without it.. hehe.. lest i
forget how to remember in
flesh and blood way toos.. hmm..
and that bRings me to my next point
oF ConFidEnce as i will check and see
if one of my favorite artful expressions of
fearless comes out in Demi Lovato way as
i attempt to link that here as header with all
these words on Facebook too.. to see if the
temperament of Technology is setting itself
in trusty assistant way again.. yeah.. what about
confidence.. turn the other cheek and pacify.. i think NOT..
be calm sure.. be strong yes.. be stead fast and firm.. hell
yes.. without even a word necessary when body language
matches the word FucKinG Fearless.. yeah.. i know that’s
two words.. but ya know what i mean.. but question is..
do you feel and sense confidence.. do you reek it
from your body language like a Lion Walking
the savannah as a King of A Jungle with
no FucKinG Bruce Lee fear.. hmm..
that my friEnds takes movement
art of movement in regulation
of emotions and integration
of senses that flow through
the vagal nerve from brain
to gut.. and spread
and hormones to peptide
receptors throughout the body
noW in literAlly trillions of connections
between cells now.. no different than
neurons in your head.. and stars of skies
connecting with liGht Force God energy noW
as we or just me speaks Now.. hehe.. and that
my friends.. is where the East.. at least the older
East has a leg up on us westerners through
free flowing Kung Fu-like Martial arts.. NoW
wHeRe in my case my own style Fred FU
all intuitive.. instinctual and
innate driven by God within
of Nature wHOle me..
like Spiraling
electrons and
particles in
smaller Golden
PHI mean 1.618
spiral flow to the Galaxies
around Black Hole Suns
as Universe and GoD
laRger wHOle.. as every
alpha cat knows and feels
and truly senses like my old 20
year old neighborhood block Leader
the ‘fixed’ and i might mention when Arthur
Brown Tabby Cat with Golden eYes was just
a kitten he had complications with getting fixed..
and had urinary issues and eventually had to
have a reconstructed cat penis.. ouch.. yes..
but he lived about 19 or so more
years.. with plastic cat
penis fully in tow..
and who kNows..
perhaps that
early life
challenge is
what made him so
strong that this FucKinG
come to be fearless cat never ever
got a scratch from an intruding territorial
cat.. whipped ’em.. all gone away.. and even a bag
of bones like he at 20 years old still had the
fearless body language.. that deterred
the then 15LB Yellow Boy muscle
bound Feral cat.. from
a challenge of
cat fight then..
but it’s worth noting
too that Yellow Boy spent
his feral stray Tom Cat years
in the woods when Arthur Boy was
still toting 15 LBS of muscle cat too..
no doubt when starving Yellow Boy at
his previous 7 or 8 LB prize fighter weight
crossed paths.. with the Golden eyed claws
and teeth champion.. the Noble cat Arthur
in all his years of neighborhood block
champion then.. nah.. no one has
ever inflicted body damage to
me either.. not even a scratch..
not even in the nerd days.. as
i suppose there could have
been something in my
eye that said..
hmm.. that
is kind of a
Karmic looking eye
that in mY last Profile
Green shirted photos speaks
words of nah.. you don’t want any part
noW of the potential dARk of my Fearless
liGht my Cat friend or foe Now.. heHE..;)


“The attacker must vanquish;
the defender need only survive.”

~~ Master Po ~~

Humans can be
so territorial.. almost
like Cats when resources
are at stake.. hmm.. and we
think we are smArt.. we are juSt animals..
bite or
not to
eat.. another
mate or not
to do.. now
with Love/Hope
or Fear/Hate to be with
the addition of now more
complex emotions guided
or not by words.. hmm..
silent defense in body
language stance
of fearless
works best
without guns..
i find in the wild
at least.. late
at night.. when subsistence
of mates is most at stake..;)

“I’m stealing back to my same old used to be.”

~~ Arlo Guthrie ~~

Yep.. lots of folks could
use more of a

“Believe me!
The secret of reaping the greatest fruitfulness
and the greatest enjoyment from life
is to live dangerously!”

~~ Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche ~~

Spoken like a true adrenaline
Junkie.. likely neglected or abused
when younger.. perhaps much younger..
or perhaps just born that way..
missing the softer
glue of
and senses
that say
fill up over flowing
with moving.. connecting..
creating with each other now
in somewhat peaceful flow..
with occasional peaks
of course..
Dangerous is stupid..
Insurance companies charge for it too..;)

Risk taking can be something
entirely different.. non-dangeorus
risk taking in terms of fucking
or not..
or severe
and potentially
disabling bodily injury..
like Diving into FucKinG
untested depth of waters..
shallow in terms of reaSon2..;)

And that reminds me of some
new song i heard in our
cold new
of young to ‘middle’ adults
now that says everything
that kills me makes me
feel alive.. hmm..
a sad song
of far from fully alive..
safe and loving free enough.. to be..:)

“The man who removes a mountain
begins by carrying away small stones.”

~~ Chinese proverb ~~

There are no pills or
drinks for happiness..
gRainS of sAnds carried
over deserts of life to make mountain
Love come iSReAL noW within.. inside..
outside.. above.. so below.. and all around noW..:)

“Far more crucial than what we know or do not know
is what we do not want to know.”

~~ Eric Hoffer ~~

The greatest challenge
i for one see/feel today
is not this
but what
we have

“These times of ours are serious and full of calamity,
but all times are essentially alike.
As soon as there is life there is danger.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

It’s a dog eat whatever world..
but at the end of the day..
even the road runner
and coyote are
to R and R..:)

“Sometimes you win, sometimes
you lose, sometimes you get rained out.”

~~ Satchel Paige ~~

Yes.. Murphy…
i don’t
give a
shit are on
the same overall teAm..:)

(:..at least for me..;)

“Truth is always exciting.
Speak it, then.
Life is boring without it.”

~~ Pearl S. Buck ~~

Yeah.. life is kinda
prickly and pearly
and liGht..;)

“All go down
the hooooooole.”

~~ Baby Plucky. ~~

Life IS A series
of ins and outs..
and sure.. uPs and
dOwns.. alone and allone..:)


Hmm.. i muSt say.. Play IS A way to Happiness..
and i alWays encourAge.. wiFE Katrina..
also known as the modern day version
Isis incarnate of course better
than any myth of Isis
and Osiris.. as
i was really
overseeing Hades..
also known and felt as
the Wrong Planet online..
while she tried literally almost
everything to find all the pieces of
me to put me back toGeTher.. heHE..
and this is a fun photo from last year.. in
a Blog Macro-verse.. about a SuperBLOOD
Moon.. year to almost date from a year ago sure..
too that i will get to soon.. as there is a back log
of 4 Facebook Macro-Verse Provided memories
to explore.. give and share.. neXt of course as
now goeS oN until FinALly Thursday Sacred
and Holy play comes in more for me
to eXplore for FuN.. juST FucKinG
Fun in all the ways dance
comes!.. but anyway..
to be healthy in
body is
the correct
DancE step as
poEtry oF Art liFe..
with EmoTioNs better
regulating and senses
enhanced as integrating..
more than sitting FucKinG sTiLL..
forgetting that being animal means
animate and moving more than just your
eyes and fingers.. in shoulder and arm flow
oN keyboards.. hehe of digital way if you dance
ivory and ebony iMac ones like me.. that in
this case of Keyboard is white and noW
silver,, kinda like
me too.. hehe..
at age 56 with
tan still covering
most of me too.. and
sure all of me too.. haha!..
oKay.. enough talk about play
let the play come okay.. for me2.. soon..;)


Well.. first.. ANCIENT FREDDY WORDS OF WISDOM.. one of my
first Ancient Macro-Verses from ’13.. in September
to date of then.. and what is great about
that wisdom.. particularly in
Video way is that A
chant and a Song
can be enough
to set yA self free..
so i’LL go a double
route here.. again.. and
provide the Warm.. furry.. FuZZIE version of let’s
all chant and the Indian version Dance
as SonG of that too.. for 70’s vs..
so-called native
and ‘primitive’
really sAMe
ways of doing it
as uncensored as it
can get in 70’s way too..
at lEAst for now.. on YouTube
and Facebook PG audience 13 ways..:)

Super Blood Moon of Truth and Light

Once aGain.. a give and share of Super Blood Moon of Truth and Light as i will
use all days for feast days to celebrate
this greaTest GifT of liFE.. NoW..
in GiVinG and shaRinG ways
sImply ’cause i CaN
and WiLL
WiTh thE
PoWer and hiGher
Force of SmarT and Fearless
Love as Gifted by Nature AKA God
to wE who count our blesSinGs and give
and share them as such as bRiGhter liGhter ways
oF Free way
foR NoW
FucKinG aLiVe..Now..;)

‘Good Book Worms’ and a Mall/Festival Dancing Bear

So far.. i have only encouraged
what seems like two young adult
females to dance with me at Barnes
and Nobles.. to date in three years of
doing free dance there and reading and
listening to trance enhancing music from
Alan Parsons’ too.. but sure.. good book worms can dance too!..
with sure.. a mall festival dancing bear too.. in all the ways that comes2..;)


And here.. a Macro-Verse from two years ago too.. regarding
Multi-Media Poetry and TRUEST human freedom..
it ain’t easy going against the grain
of what’s been done before.. it
can be either too little too
much and never just
‘WRite’ for the
ones’ who’ve
come before
on narrow or larger
sidewalks of sAMe.. and
that is oKay.. as history shows
when anyone deviates from the norm
as Maverick.. there will always be the
extra cautious sitters who tale the Rovers..
no.. you cannot move out of the Cave art of paint..
hehe.. i know and feel the history of this.. my kind is well documented
in wild and
crazy of
refusing to
be ignored by
pushing out even further
and further in different when
the sitters tale the Super Rovers
to stay still.. Quiet hands… don’t fidget..
take a FucKinG PiLL to kill yoUr eXtra Creative
miNd and Body thaT can BALANCE as Force greater
than beFore is sET free as wIld.. with harming neither
self or otHers from their freedom to sit still and even
stay all covered up from Naked God
within if that is what they
choose with relative
free will now..
but ha!
it’s a big globe
and if no one likes what i
do here.. the modern Information
technology Globe is almost limitless
with oTheR places to Go.. and as i Love
to empirically measure my Art in Science
ways of ReAson too.. this day was the
biggest view day.. on jusT
one blog
of KaTiE
yesterday as that
one blog of five i have
that are currently active
and public.. has gone over
156K views in three years..
with 2,683 views yesterday
with a peak hour of 1,136 views
too.. nah.. it’s not an average view
day.. but with close to 1.5 million total
views.. per my Kate Mia Google Art Sources
only page.. i get around.. no matter how strange i AM..
We live in a world.. where the most outliers of wE get heARd..
for sure..
tHeRe ain’t
no stopping ‘WE’
for now FReED@ least for me..;)



Hi.. FriEnd.. Glenn..
i personAlly like Fowler’s Definition oF Faith
as changing/evolving across the lifespan.. not unlike
Stages of Development in
Maslow’s 6 level pyramid..
in hierarchy way too..

As taken directly heRE..


From Wiki as preSented here on the topic of Faith..

“James W. Fowler (1940-2015) proposes a series of stages of faith-development (or spiritual development) across the human life-span. His stages relate closely to the work of Piaget, Erikson, and Kohlberg regarding aspects of psychological development in children and adults. Fowler defines faith as an activity of trusting, committing, and relating to the world based on a set of assumptions of how one is related to others and the world.

Stages of faith

Intuitive-Projective: a stage of confusion and of high impressionability through stories and rituals. (Pre-school period)

Mythic-Literal: a stage where provided information is accepted in order to conform with social norms. (School-going period)

Synthetic-Conventional: In this stage the faith acquired is concreted in the belief system with the forgoing of personification
and replacement with authority in individuals or groups that represent one’s beliefs. (Early-late adolescence)

Individuative-Reflective: In this stage the individual critically analyzes adopted and accepted faith with existing systems of faith. Disillusion or strengthening of faith happens in this stage. Based on needs, experiences and paradoxes. (Early adulthood)

Conjunctive faith: In this stage people realize the limits of logic and, facing the paradoxes or transcendence of life, accept the “mystery of life” and often return to the sacred stories and symbols of the pre-acquired or re-adopted faith system. This stage is called negotiated settling in life. (Mid-life)

Universalizing faith: This is the “enlightenment” stage where the individual comes out of all the existing systems of faith and lives life with universal principles of compassion and love and in service to others for upliftment, without worries and doubt. (Middle – late adulthood (45-65yrs and plus)”

When i was ill and forced as a shut-in for 66 months in the
Home.. etc.. my car in.. A Walmart
Parking Lot while my wife shopped..
as i sometimes tolerated the eye
pain a few seconds in shades view
to watch folks go
through the
doors of consumerism
21st century style..
nary a smile
that lasted
on any adult’s
face under the age
of 60 or so.. i like to think..
that at least some of them got
up to Level 6 as Lord kNows many
in the
dead StiLL
stuck on Level three
or even no Faith at all..
Faith as trust in the existential
reaLiTy of existence.. IS A pARt of Humanity
that is sadly groWing more lost as days go by..
there is
Wiki.. hehe..
and a potential
way uP
with God
as Nature within
in BaLanCinG way full
of compassion… in loving
sharing giving fearless reAlly sMaRt
way wHeRe the only tight rope and Balloons
to use are those of kNow with SensE and FeeL
of Fearless
mY FriENd.. noW..
otHer than that.. Now
yes.. more or less Faith
can be a waste of time
if with no substance..
no essence
oF iSREaL noW2..:)

Thanks.. mY friEnd Glenn.. Hopefully i will retain.. A similar
Creative SpiRit that you have noW.. as i continue to go A way oF
Senior.. My friEnd.. SMiLes.. inSpiRaTioN
is everywHere.. A thouSand
lifetiMes iN oNe..
And i sTiLL won’t









BeforE and After NovEL pARTy

BeforE and After NovEL pARTy
Introductory post to Free Novels


41K words
Free Verse Poetry Novel


51K words
Free Verse Poetry Novel


338,630 words
Epic Free Verse Poetry Novel
Approximately 3000+ printed pages…
With Hundreds of Beautiful Beach Photos..:)


KATiE MiA FredericK!iI
3 Million plus words
Super Epic Free Verse Poetry Novel
SonG oF mY SoUL..:)
Approximately 30,000+ printed pages…
just ’cause
i caN
buiLd iT..
FoR Free..:)

CrediTs FiELd oF DreAMs

And yeS.. FinAlly..
CrediTs FiELd oF DreAMs..
A Thanks YoU oF sORts..

Love iS

GRains oF SaNd
hOld mounTain
LoVe NoW..:)

GodsUniVerse 42 HiTchHiKinG

GodsUniVerse 42 HiTchHiKinG
Hmm.. more and less..
A Meaning oF liFe..

After Book oF Fred

After Book of Fred
And Purpose
of course too..
for mE..:)

6000 Miles of DANCE WALKING! NOW!

6000 Miles of DANCE WALKING! NOW!
Documenting this Public Feat of Feet in 3 years..:)

After Dance oF Fred

After Dance of Fred
NeverEverLand DoN’T
Stop DanCinG noW..:)


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After Dance oF Fred


No More HeadLines

No More scheduLed
Poetic Prompts

A Facebook Algorithm
provided memory from
a year ago above.. and..
below.. After MaKinG the
Fredline.. of over 3.3 million
words for Longest Long Form Poem
in history of Humankind in 36 months
and witness for God in around that many
number of words plus.. in 6 months longer of blogging
public whole for 42 months from 3/13 through
9/16 and 3 years of Dance Walking a martial
arts and ballet-like free verse style..
Dance too.. in all of public stores
and places i go.. by the
Fall Equinox 2016.. to
document that
in Longest
Long Form
Poem Free Verse
style and continuing
Witness for God.. perHaps
i need a vacation.. nah.. no..
just no more deadlines.. free verse
from noW on.. and after documenting
too.. a total of 400+ photos in that
PAN FReED Dancer record
MacroVerse of over 1000
smiling dancing
women friends
in combo
with the
from Good
Old Seville
Quarter of which
around 350 photos are
in just the last 6 month record
of that since the Spring Equinox
of 2016.. i’LL have to do another Macro
Verse to document those photos come Spring
Equinox of 2017.. as the blogger blogs that
house that record almost said balk for the length
of what i recorded of that complete for 6 months
of dance smile records to date.. so now.. at
9:18 pm.. i can give this a break while
i Marathon Dance with all the cool
college age folks at Good
Old Seville Quarter..
and nah.. no
thanks needed..
scores of smiles
at Old Seville..
will be enough
for me.. juST for
the dAnce oF i AM noW..:)

“The old appeals to racial, sexual, religious chauvinism
to rabid nationalist fervor are beginning not to work.
A new consciousness is developing which sees the
earth as a single organism, and recognizes t
hat an organism at war with itself is
doomed. We are One Planet.”

– Carl Sagan

“A human being is part of the whole
called by us universe , a part limited in
time and space. We experience ourselves, our
thoughts and feelings as something separate from
the rest. A kind of optical delusion of consciousness.
This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us
to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons
nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from the
prison by widening our circle of compassion to
embrace all living creatures and the
whole of nature in its beauty…
We shall require a
new manner
of thinking
if mankind is to survive.”

– Albert Einstein

Taking IT to the Streets of FALL

Now as i come back to this Micro-Verse
of 706th Macro-Verse that will be titLed
After Dance oF Fred.. yeah.. jUst another
two Macro-Verse Titles to come in the signature
line of each coming Macro-Verse.. for an overall
taste of what i do in this Ocean Whole Poem.. juST
in case anyone gives a FucK.. as trUly.. why should they..
liFe moves fast.. i’M heAr to hELp but hey.. if one even
can hELp themselves in finding God within that’s quiET an
accomplishment on tHeiR own.. but hey.. as far as i can see and
feel.. sure.. i could juSt hang out at the beach and dance and sing
and sip on crystal fresh water and salt breeze.. but to truly experience
Heaven now.. one muSt give and share all they have to do.. as without giving
and sharing.. we lose our humanity.. as that is what any social animal does..
with more than
half a brain
for mechanical
cognition only..
away from the social
cognition in empathy
and compassion.. and other
pro-social emoTions that FEELS
not only are wE as hUmans in this
game toGetHer.. in fAct.. SAYS.. wE hUmaNS
ARE TOTALLY BLESSED to see the Interdependent
Interrelating all that is of God living as the
entire planet as well as the rest of Nature and
all that is unseen and unfelt too.. depending on
how big yoUr God eYes and ears are to perceive more
of this real thingie that is GoD noW iSREAL for REAL..
nah.. not a man in a book.. nah.. not a book.. not
some words.. but the essence of all that is.. that
includes forms of course but forms never tale the
entire God story of essence that iSREAL noW.. whether
we see and feel this essence or not.. in all seNses and
EmoTioNs that once aGain.. some folks feel more or less depending
on how blessed or sometimes cursed they are depending on how you
see and feel the liGht of the gifts you have.. that can be perceived
differently by each individual depending on an almost infinite number
of innate and environmental factors.. but here’s the thing.. for those who
can now find peace and harmony in MiNd and BoDy BaLanCinG soUL WiTh heARt
expreSsinG EMoTions SenSEs.. as SpiRit as whOle hUmaniTy reBorn iN We..
somenows it is as simple as a free naked dance with sun and sand..
letting go of the mechanical cognition and becoming the air
and the water aGain as winds and waves and ocean whole
become reborn as wE again.. nah.. not
just dunking your head
in some frigging
your baby in
a lite version
of this with the
baby screaming.. what
the fuck.. i thought you loved
me.. now you are pouring water on
my head.. and FucKinG Laughing at
me in this big Temple Catholic Church
that’s culture for you.. female genital mutilation
in some countries.. a 20 Percent member discount
of same on males in our countries and even more
iN other countries.. and water boarding babies
lite in Catholic Church to scare
the beejezus out of them..
instead of making
them slippery
as oil
to get
away from
any devil but
fucking you who are..
water boarding babies lite..
shortly after birth along with
mutilating their penises too.. ugh..
is it no wonder.. the real definition of
Greek Apocalypse in original way of lifting
the veils of ignorance failed to reach the minions
of life.. well no.. as human beings.. with their tribal
instincts and need to fit into whatever the cultural rules
are and no matter how truly fucking insane they are away
from common human decency.. humans will do it to avoid
outcast status from the social group aS in the
evolution of human away from grocery
stores and stuff like that
outcast status
and death.. when
no longer are apes
working toGeThER to
be stronger toGeThER now..
and hell.. yes/no.. i’m sorry
iF the trUth and liGht can hurt..
but i came first to lift the veils
of ignorance from my eYes too.. and i
juST share as i go along.. and if you don’t
like it.. don’t like it.. hehe.. as i came for the
real definition of Apocalypse and not to fucking blow
the world up.. in a fiery end or such crap load as that..
hmm.. anyway.. build iT and he will come.. the only person that
i can guarantee will come is me.. and if you build it with enough
effort and perseverance and focus.. perhaps you will find God within too..
as Lord NO’s no church ever did it for me.. it was too easy for me to find
the hypocrisies from the start.. making God into one human over my bed and taling
me Santa Claus was real too.. myths serve a purpose.. they hyperbole as message and
vehicle and vessel in housing trUths and liGhts that are iSREAL.. fAct of the matter
is.. if there were not myths of old time religions.. the core trUths and liGhts would
have never made it in oral tradition in the first place.. as it is the emotive
power of the hyperbole.. no less than marketing 101 to reach a target
audience that seals the emotive glue of mind
and body emotions to remember the
cores of trUth and liGht too..
but sadly folks..
many.. at least..
have lost
the trUth and
liGht messAges of the
golden rule in harming
no other beyond consuming
nature for needed food and drink..
and shelter.. to taking more than giving
and dominating the earth in destructive ways
for other species that are dying off as we speak..
including even the Bee who is responsible for so
much of what we can even eat in agricultural
ways or even foraging/picking berries to eat..
yeah.. kill the birds and the
bees and you humans
are basically
don’t get
me started on
melting icecaps..
as i live inland enough
in a high place not to worry
about that.. but the ocean is rising
faster and faster than even forecast before..
and the same people who kill for trophies are
the one’s who will tale ya.. humans aren’t killing
the earth.. in generalized Trump ways of course..
with trophy wives
those who
suggest that
music and dance
are evil and end up
repressing and oppressing
human nature.. taling their populaces
that the opposite sexes cannot hold each
others hands.. until marriage.. and then
the Arabian clinician studies suggest
60 to 80 percent of 3 to 6 year
old little girls in that
country are
exposed to
and performing
fellatio on family
members by raping force..
and additionally intimate
so-called friends of family
too.. who get access to the
family home/girls.. this lifting
the veils of ignorance
away from lies
our God
nature.. has
a long way to
go to meet the
original definition
of Apocalypse.. a long long
long way to go.. we are very fortunate
in America to build it in fields of dreams
to find God within.. and live free again in
the Heaven of now as Kingdom of God
free.. come now.. but nah..
even folks here..
still live
under controls
illusory fears
and empty promises..
of subjugating and
controlling human nature
freedoms.. and it is the rule
of law in many other countries.. away
from human God Given Nature that is responsible
for so much of the conflicts we see in the world today..
but how to stray.. how to escape the lies of ignorance of
the past.. it ain’t easy.. and it is gonna take a lot more than
one 42 month witness for God in words of 3.3 million and more to
get this.. beyond herculean.. superman.. and batman effort done..
i can lift me..
even with 6000
miles of public
dance that lifts
some other folks
uP in the wild now..
but i cannot even
lift my wife..full.. as she
cannot escape all the lies
of indoctrination of illusory
fears of her life.. at the
hands of ignorance
but tHeir
are those outcasts
like me from a young
age who were lucky as they
learned to live without the
approval of the minions of folks
who truly follow what could be described
as despicable leaders.. who would rape
and pillage the spoils of war..
and build
to keep
people from
seeking freedom
the best they can
away from walls of the
past of rules that bring
humans down.. away from God
given human iNnate Nature now..
so sure as the Without Me Version
of M and M.. stated before.. i am only
shady.. a shadow of what you could be too..
if you build a dream and find God within..
and these two quotes from Taking IT to the
Streets of FALL are well worth repeating
along with the song that goes
with this..

Fountain of Love ROARS

Love Roars.. truly it does..
when one is bullied.. and
even outcast.. and comes back
with eYes of Love.. instead of
swords of vengeance.. as Hate..
sure even the hate that is still left
in the Constantine Bible of the 4th Century
in Roman Catholic way.. where still in the Gospel
of Luke.. Chapter 14:26.. promoting hate against even
parents.. husband and wife.. and children is the way
to follow the love of liGht.. what a FucKinG oxymoron
that is that minions silently follow for thousands of
ears with no questions of dissent.. as same as always..
when they say all is liGht and no word can be changed..
dARk is surely
the Devil
who lives within..
whoever wrote that was
a heartless zealot.. sure.. there
are zealots with heart and those without
heart.. but people who develop cognitive empathy
with the feeling affective part.. understand the roots
of ignorance run as deep in hate.. anger.. and fear as the roots of
love in hope and joy.. and those are killing words.. the same killing
words that will still be taken literally and fundamentally in the Koran
too.. as sword to kill in tribal instinct way away from the
Golden rule who is capable
of even Loving
the enemy
empathy too..
understanding that the
bully is the one who was most
oft bullied before.. the sad eyed
Muslim girl was often molested in the
home by family members as clinical studies
in Arabia show.. who cannot utter a word of
truth and light of disgust and despair of the
rape of hating not loving eyes of family members
who would use flesh as a tool away from heart
to fill a soul
that has
no heart
of love
and pulsing
satiation of
selfish and
ends away from
love.. and if you don’t
think and feel God is pissed..
perhaps you cannot hear the cries..
well.. i can.. i’ve been hearing them
for a long time now.. since i was born..
aGain.. let’s just say.. and others can hear
these cries too.. even if you
think you
the sad
eyes of these
women.. up.. God hEars
in the empath compassion
of human ears.. that go
much deeper
than flesh..
my friends
but trust me..
perHaps you haven’t
felt it or seen it



The Facebook Video Slide Assistant does an excellent job of providing
an avenue to present my Dance photos from Thursday Night
in a comprehensive and somewhat brevity flow..
with even inspirational music
too.. but yeah..
choices needed
as that theme song
is kinda getting old..
but anyway.. photos ranging
from the “After Dance oF Fred”..
as this titled 706th Macro-Verse
WiLL SinG.. a photo of
a healthy
briar on
the top of
of an iMac
Notebook Computer
square in the core of
Apple symbol2..
with a bite
or without
a bite
the Apocalypse
of lifting the veils of
ignorance.. i SinG iN
WoRds of PoEtry.. i DanCE
and i Move on.. and sure.. no more
deadlines.. to meet that i kNow of
now.. but sure.. with FeeLinGS.. Milestones
will alWays arrive anew.. and i WiLL report
them in documenting way with the help of all
Apple gear
too.. but sure..
with 12 million written
words coming on the milestone
of Thanks Giving day of 2016.. that
in all likely hood has arrived now.. as
11 million words was the tally last year.. and
i am writing on average.. as easily empirically
counted now in 30K+ words a week.. that makes
over 1.5 million words a year.. and 120K words in
just 4 weeks.. or the equivalent per se.. of three Novels
of Poetry per month now.. as that comes and goes in
written way.. additionally all the nice dance girls of
last night too.. my FB profile photo.. a dance photo
of a ballet student and her smiling friend too..
still under age 21.. somewhere between
18 and that number to drink
in bars now2.. but not
likely she will..
when she
gets that
age as
this girl
is naturally
high with the force
of dance free as a way of life..
in miNd and BoDy BaLanCinG..
in poise and grace.. and that reminds
me of last week at Starbucks when i was
dancing my smooth steps in that place..
a nice other mall employee from
another place said.. i wish
i could be as light
on my feet as
he.. is..
and of course
my wife looks much
more like a dance student
and accomplished dancer from
head to toe than Arnold looking
me.. all square and moving curved
at 230 or so pounds now..
and people
have said
that before..
wow.. if you can
dance like that i can
only imagine how great
your wife can dance with
that body over tHeir.. all lean
and shapely fit in legs ways too..
she could.. if she could lose the fear..
i never thought or even would have imagined
the stiff of me could break out in poise and grace now..
but it’s NOT imagining your dreams and just doing them
after that.. that make dreams NeVER come to fruition…
Believe.. imagine.. hope.. have faith and just FEARLESS
do it.. human potential is amazing
if i can do all i can do..
with all the demons
i have had to defeat..
perhaps you need
a few demons
kick your
ass up to heaven too..
aLL the DArk in my LifE
Has led to all the liGht i am NOW..
never discount the power of the dARk ForCe noW2..;)

Yes..i still GET around

An 18 year old photo of my wife
hEAr.. and a 44 year old photo
of her from 2014.. and
sure.. yesterday..
i shared one
at age
45 too…
the bottom
common dominator
is.. she is a woman who
gets more beautiful with age..
like a fine wine.. per se.. who does
not drink either.. hehe.. and nah.. she
doesn’t smoke.. and she kinda chills out
and watches TV.. and escapes stress too..
so perhaps that IS A secret
of her fountain of youth
being loved
as much as i can
love someone with
never fearing losing that
love.. probably saves some
mileage on worry too.. as obviously
i am trust worthy.. huh.. with all those smiles
of pretty dance girls who can’t possibly match the
beauty of Goddess Isis.. also known
and felt as Katrina too.. mother..
wife.. sister.. all in one..
yeah.. put
pieces of
me back toGeTheR..
after all the pieces were
scattered apart.. more than
just a looker.. the essence of
that myth.. has come to fruition
in the new age of noW as alWays
noW as WeLL as prophecies
are archetypal in human
way and often
come true
in oft
varied ways
of same and different
too.. so sure.. for now..
you can call me Osiris2..
too.. been to the underworld..
and can tale ya what it’s like..
can steer you out of death in life..
but only if you can hear.. can feel
and can see what i say.. hEar now..
and more great Beach photos from
Navarre Beach from two year ago too..
in this Macro-Verse .. but sure.. the best pArts
aS oNe of the greatest muse of my Ocean Whole
Poem.. is Katrina of course.. as she and Yellow ‘Sphinx’
Boy and Moby Cat of past.. are the stars who ‘sOld’ the show.. iSREAL2..:)

Yes..wE stiLL gET aRound2..;)

Rosalinda’s Eyes

And hEar is Rosalinda’s eYes from a year ago.. but
as oft happens.. the Music shared from A YouTube
Version of this Billy Joel Song
has gone the
video way
of old songs.. i’ll find another
version and sure share it aGain..
so in honor of Rosalinda’s eYes..
a Song that reminds me of my first
Love.. Cuban Girl Friend Sonia..
who was a mix of Irish too.. like
me.. although back in that day..
i hadn’t actually heard from
my Irish ancestors to
even verify that
My Grandfather’s
mother and he were
both actually born in
Ireland.. on paternal
side.. and sure.. my Grandmother
was Cajun on that Hispanic leaning
French Paternal side too.. so me and
the Sonia had much in common.. even in
numerology way.. as both our year birthday’s
06061960 for 28 to 10 to 1 and 07021963 for
28 to 10 to 1 and nah.. don’t discount numerology..
came out to number one.. and as synchronicity
would have it2.. she bought me A gold chain that
had number one on it2.. with all her Babe perfume
that i can still smell now.. and while i call my wife sugar
now.. Sonia’s name was babe to me.. and that was her
name for me2.. as the memories and a few tears
still sing through everynow.. i reAlly remember
Rosalinda’s eYes.. but it’s so weird..
deep down.. somewhere i knew/fELt
i was looking for someone
who looked like Sonia..
and as the photos
show of the
girl in the blue
Homecoming dress..
with mind blowing body figure
too.. she was the precursor to Katrina..
almost like a sign of what would still come
as heaven even more.. as surely the little frail
nerd boy i am was back then.. was blessed with
the beauty of women.. that would amaze most
men.. to make me the luckiest man who ever
FucKinG walked on the EARth.. and sure
they say the nice guys finish
last… nah.. they are
just patient until
Angel eYes
who make
tHeir way..
and sure.. a couple other
girls from then are in this
photo collage i have shared
many times before.. that i scanned
that helped to bring emotions back
from lost loves before.. including Uncle
Ed who died way back when.. who wasn’t
even an Uncle at all in childhood as Grandmother’s Friend
on Maternal side then.. on the river front home.. and
Charlie my dog in middle school who was my mostly
only friend out of outcast life of what they named
as skank boy then.. at school.. among
other names that said
you do not
to live
yeah.. i saw
him on the side
of the road one day
coming home on the
middle school hell bus then…
where Vickie taunted me saying
look.. he’s got eyes lashes like a girl..
they are so pretty and long.. laughing
all the way.. but truly upset as her eyes
were not nearly as pretty as mine.. heheR..
yeah.. life is funny like that… when people get
mad at other folks for having something they
don’t have deep down.. and for me mostly
it was the smile on my
face that they
erased for
a while then..
and straight A’s
but SMiLes cAMe
back as Love roars
once aGaIn isReaL..
Yeah.. Rosalinda’s eYes
are quite a muse huh.. and if
you are out tHere somewhere
listening.. Sonia.. if you could ever
keep up with what i do now.. as i know
you have visited at least once before by
way of your daughter a couple of years before..
i owe part of regaining my heart back from that
hurt before.. as muse of emotion both dARk and liGht
for tears that brought me back from the photos of that
love that hurt so much to lose then.. but i can finally feel
that warm and fuzzy in hugs that went away for so long
good bye..
and the puppy
in me died.. so far
so far.. in warm and fuzzies
that finally live again as Babe..
and yeah.. there is Michelle in
a Prom picture too.. inviting me
at she.. age 17 after a short
date or so
at age
16 the
before.. after
Sonia.. to make
her high school boy
friend a little jealous
for the next day date with
him.. but hey.. it was nice
to go anywhere then.. truly
wanted for all of who i was
or not.. and Renee in the
center.. a friend who
stayed by
my side
in letters
and phone
call ways in
some of the
darkest days in
college then.. so
troubled with a father
who sexually abused her..
and finally ending her life with
a revolver in her father’s bed
with a loving husband and two children
in her twenties then.. oh the dARk and liGht
webs we weave.. so many destinations of
hell and
they go
in iSREAL liFE noW
bottom line NoW counts..
then and NoW in what
we are evolving
and uP..
and i remember
Renee saying one time
nothing could possibly
happen to you..
you are
and you would
never deserve some
one like me to hurt you..
and i remember years after
she killed herself.. her father
walked in to the Bowling Center
where i worked.. shortly after that
he died in a motor-cycle accident..
from what i heard.. just a really ugly
man who consumed his daughter’s beauty
out in death….
yeah.. i remember
Renee’s eYes too.. and
i see them still around the
world and they make me very
angry.. spitting nails angry..
but nah..
i will NOT..
to a gun
or sword
or even vengeance..
i WiLL win WiTH Love
of the Fearless KinD..
as i always have and
always will by the will
of God in relative way
as ME
as LION iSREaL.. LoVE..
mArk mY FucKinG words..
iF yoU SeeK iN God as i do2..:)


SMiLes.. my friEnd
Zee.. we stArt as
seeds.. as
gRains of
potential to
become love
as we love our selves
and others same.. the first
step is truly Loving God within
with all youR HeARt of EmoTiOns
and SeNses aS liGht iN Positivity..
tolerating and accepting
sAme God FeeLinG
dArk as not
so well..
what we can
to liGht morE..
as nows go by..
as the grains become
sand as the water of Love
becomes silt.. same as original
name of God too as Lahmu and
Lahamn too.. as i always
have to refer to
a History
of God
on page
8 by Karen
Armstrong.. to
remember how to
spell those names that
oddly enough are like my
real last name too that is just
another name for land holder too..
in Feudal German way for the ‘owner’ as such..
too.. as sure.. just synchronicity and coincidence
too.. as spelled in reverse my name sounds a lot
like name hell too.. except it it ends in EL that way
that is another name for God too.. so sure..
perhaps i have an inside
line in
too.. hehe..
for liGht and truTh..
inborn as such as well
all do when we open our
heARts.. our MiNd and BoDy
BaLanCing SoUls wiTh SpiRit
riSinG hiGher in positivity of
EmoTioNs and SeNses too..
so do not be ashamed
for as you say
up there..
in self love way..
as the other side of that
is the timid soul who never
loves self or has the power of
self love to bring love up in the
empty grains of love that can
be the tunnel of
iN Love
of otHeRs too..
PoEtry and DancE and
SonG and aLL otHeR arTS
of heARt is how we grow
A muscle of Love.. wriTing
A SonG of YouR SoUL.. and
you my friEnd.. will help build other mountains
too.. where a heARt replaces.. for a way to love
a tunnel
of dArkness.. from Before..
in oTheR words.. my friEnd
Zee.. BeCoMe the Love you dREam
of.. BeCoMe the Lover you desire..
Be Free..
Love ALL..
SinG and DancE Long..
A SonG oF liGht liFE.. mY FriEnd.. Zee..:)


“We live only to discover beauty. All else is a form of waiting.”

~~ Kahlil Gibran ~~

i take
of literally
and when all oF
it becomes holy
and sacred as an
emotion of essence
and hell no.. no book
or words as empty shells
of nothing but believe what
i say or else.. or get the
gold pot
at the
end of
the rainbow
that never
comes in
6 foot
noW for those
who liVe Beauty iSREaL..
a Tree of liFE that breatheS now..
with roots that run deep as iSREAL2..:)

“The man who believes he can do it is probably right.”

~~ Helvetius ~~

Doing requires
no words..
with symbols
that become
iNtent of positive
liGht in form aS WeLL..
bottom line sTill.. just do it
or it
get doNe..
A Science
of art and Art of science
of doing nothing at
all or all of nothing..

“In all affairs it’s a healthy thing now and then
to hang a question mark on the things you have long taken for granted.”

~~ Bertrand Russell (1872-1967) ~~

Life is a Koan..
An inkblot..
color it with
paint of another color…
more of BeFore..:)

“To develop a complete mind:
Study the science of art;
study the art of science.
Learn how to see.
Realize that everything connects to everything else.”

~~ Leonardo da Vinci ~~

in other words….;)

“People might not get all they work for in this world,
but they must certainly work for all they get.”

~~ Frederick Douglas ~~

Poor FD..
didn’t make it
into the 20th century
ShArinG Rules..
and taKinG Gives..
and sure.. we can beneFit
from that more as Love Rules over
aLL iN Giving more than Taking.. i pay
with words..
photos.. etc..
as Karma
action consequence
aS A BaLaNce oF liGht iN liFe..;)

“The only way round is through.”

~~ Robert Frost ~~

And Robert
thE INternet..;)

Oh.. the
too.. mY friEnd..gigoid..;)


“Hold the MAYO And; pass the COSMIC AWARENESS…”

~~ Zippy the Pinhead ~~

condoms or
the equivalent..
life on the planet
as we know it is

And ps.. my
Bible IS A FucKinG Funny..
Book.. at lEAst iN mY Fredhead..;)

“YOW!! I’m in a very clever and adorable INSANE ASYLUM!!”

~~ Zippy the Pinhead ~~

And that’s why..
books without
FucKinG iNsane..
and cultures that take
life too seriously are
FucKinG INSane..
God’s a joke..
A Laugh..
and the
truth is
i have Free Will..
Relatively sPeaking to make iS..bE for mE..;)

But it
Oh God.. the practice..
of BaLaNCinG to experience
iT aLL
as God
IS A Fear
and Tear too..
that perHaps i Love..
even more than the
Joker all
says and do’s..;)

“Any one can hold the helm when the sea is calm.”

~~ Publilius Syrus — Maxim 358 ~~

i for one find..
the calm
plain boring..
i choose waves
as calm
is for cautious and fear..
the hardest thing i could possibly do is hold
of a boring
F iN Calm Sea.. now..
it just ain’t what humans
are obviously evolved to do..
as struggle is what makes strong..
but only in Victory over Vengeance way as liGht Houses…:)

“Because I could not stop for Death —
He kindly stopped for me —
The carriage held but just ourselves
And immortality.”

~~ Emily Dickinson ~~

Death IS A FeeLinG
that humans
are stupid..
of course..
the only
actually imagines
A Feeling of Death..
or shall i say unfortunate..
for those who do.. as nah.. truly
there is no rule that insists we dream of death..
but the
noW as Real..:)

Now is immortal…
always has been..
always will be
who don’t do science..;)

“Do you love it do you hate it
There it is the way you made it”

~~ Frank Zappa, “Brown Shoes Don’t Make It” ~~

Nah.. as science shows now..
how we even have the
ability to Love
is largely
by the Love
that is touched and
given to us in hugs
0 to 3..
A major
source of addictions
to fill a feel that does not
exist in some.. as far as touchy
feely warm and fuzzy puppy love
every F iN.. Day.. for a heARt that
fully lives.. is neglect either
in early life
and or social
abuse as live goes on..
Some folks simply have
no biological way to Love
anything as their
or other
never fed the
seed of love that wires
from head to toe… in biology way..
Refrigerator parents are a menace to Love..
phone addicts
with children too..
as the truth and light
of that is largely

“Kids, don’t gross me off..
“Adventures with MENTAL HYGIENE” can be carried too FAR!”

~~ Zippy the Pinhead ~~

is one smARt cookie
systems that
are not
to germs
and choke
off asthma breath too.. etc..
i expose myself every chance
i get.. except for ‘that stuff’ in restaurants.. etc..
the shits of life..;)

Thanks as always
for the muse.. my Friend
gigoid.. as practice
makes eTc..
of course too…;)


Hmm.. Feeling a bit eclectic
here.. and it’s been ‘literally’
months since i’ve visited an
open link night at dVerse..
so perhaps i’LL head
on over..
muse tHeRE
too.. Ynot..
it doesn’t
take much
to keep
for fun.. after
all is said and wordy
dance walked and
keyboarded more..
iN Ocean Whole Poem
thAt i am swimming sTiLL
iN NoW juST for Fun..:)

Hmm.. the most interesting
pARt of a North Florida
FaLL seAson these
days is it loses
once Global
Warming makes
it all tropic until
after the New
year of winTEr..
anyWay.. as paRt
Indian.. i can’t say i mind
an Indian Summer ongoing..
anyway bottom line you are
only as Fall as you Feel as
Eve Winter Warms a heARt aLive..
and Indian Summers are miGhty Cool too..:)

SMiLes.. my FriEnd Lillian..
haven’t done an open prompt
night in months.. but came by
for an eclectic mix of muse..
and the comments
here certainly
FeeL the
atmosphere of
thaT.. a greatest lesSon
i lEarned was from the military..
just working for the Navy as civilian
for a quarter of a century.. everyone was
noted to bleed the same color.. and it was
amazing how everyone.. and i do mean everyone
treated each other as a shipmate.. just a few miles
North in a place named Jay.. until just a couple of
decades ago.. still in the 90’s.. it was a place
where the veteran shipmates warned
their fellow African
American friends
not to
after dark..
i for one.. will
bleed now with shipmates
my friend.. and sadly the truth
is.. ‘that good book’ was used
to substantiate the ‘good’ of slavery..
Now that homosexual individuals are
finally able to get legal marriage rights..
from the same part of ‘the Good book’
that used to give credence
to slavery too..
the Declaration
of Independence finAlly
is applying to all as Lord
kNows.. outcast status for any
social animal is a form of slavery..
as bad as shackles as it prevents the
pursuit of Life as Liberty and Happiness…
Yes.. as Shawna said above.. aka LZ.. Martin Luther King
in eYes
that see
sKin as Free..
bEyond words
and books of before.. My FriEnd..
wE bleed.. we bleed toGetHer FReED..
and truly there are so many forms of ‘invisible’
slavery heir apparent to the rabbit who still moves..
like classrooms and work attached to StiLL and stagnate..
but ha..
that could
be another
WiNks not
isn’t this great fun..
being ReTired now with
so much new tREad to sHare..
and i swear i could have never
done any of this in that Government
place of slavery in stagnate Golden CuFFS
not only
slavery but
literal prison..
as i can still remember
the Captain of the base storming
through.. demanding that the blinds
be turned one way.. without a dare
at her power that had no oversight..
So many paths.. to slavery.. mY FriENd..
And as the Matrix says.. many people
have no clue wHeRe they are2..
it can
be.. to unplug..
as alWays.. thanks
for the inspiration too.. my FriENd..:)



A place
with little
helm control…
Force A feather into
heLm.. float siNks as
concrete quills…Spill..:)

WeLL.. hello Glenn.. as my
mama alway said.. if you
don’t have anything
kind to say
don’t say
it.. hehe..
when one is involved
in a song of art that
comes from within.. a wild
spirit of horses too.. from a place
that has enough feeling and empathy
to tolerate and even accept what they are not
used to too.. from before.. what the Fuck is Poetry
but what
comes from
heart.. spirit
S o U L noW..
W H A T Now
the fuck is
a mundane
of every day life..
and a fucking three line
do a full
symphony of
somewhere you’ve
never been before..
to share with others
who have enough look.. to read..
to each his/her/etc.. own.. but may
the naysayers stew in their own soup..;)

Note here.. the same ‘Poetry Administrator’
who couldn’t understand my metaphor of the
‘Desert Isle’ for change..
and my main reason for
no longer linking
there.. as i ain’t
working for
F iN
Officers or Red
Tape anymore never..F iN AgAinT..
calls friEnd Glenn’s
not what
she considers
poetry.. like she
couldn’t figure out
where my poem ended
with a date stamp
and frigging literal
tally of words counted..
and the comments section began..
but it’s par for the course.. some folks demand same..
And that’s okay too.. as long as you.. say oKay.. and continue change..;)

Cold Front of Fall
Fairs of hugs
in youth
Dances and cars
to warm hands..
back and front seat
kisses that say.. Winter’s
coming.. now for a nest perhaps..
ah.. nature.. and human nature same..
factoid.. male testosterone is highest
during the Fall.. there is a reason for that
as we continue to evolve

The remaining two
who are a
little too
iN divisions
of grey poopom
mustard poEtry..
noT allowing my commenting
on their sites.. as second
note here.. gives me an
opportunity to take
their poetry
butthurt them
even more.. there..
so.. sure.. there’s
always a silver lining
to general discontent..
where lemons become different LemonAde..
anyWay.. it turns my stomach a little whenever
i am reminded of efforts to stifle creativity in actual

Yeah.. open link
night can make
more words than
usual come.. but
hey.. it is whatever
comes next.. and every
poem is an opportunity to
expand mindful awareness into
the world of minds around us.. for me @least..
and with that said.. now for dinner and a work-out
as a long weekend ahead of Dancing at a Pensacola
Seafood Festival with bands on a field of
grass.. as i may tear up some turf
there and note to self..
wear ear plugs
to avoid
damage too..
and then there is
store dance and church
and i’m still recuperating
from a full three hour marathon
of dance last night at Old Seville..
the Nike GPS watch doesn’t work in many
places well and not there at all.. but
no doubt i did at least twelve miles of
dance last night.. if not more in total
comparative effort of even
jogging that far
as would be
the case
for anyone
who hasn’t mastered
gravity in dance yet too..
thaT takes thousands of miles
of practice.. i can vouch for me
at least2.. to truly feel like water
and air on Terrestrial Butterfly Tiger Lands..
and the wife notes later no Seafood Festival
until next
so perhaps
i’ll sleep early
and start writing
early on Saturday
morning before Store Dance stARts..:)


So.. after the F.B. EN Name Test thingie.. determines
my IQ is 279 after conflating standard
IQ with common sense.. as often
the two have a rather inverse
relationship in converse way..
as they say.. hey.. hey..!..
now the Name test thingie
determines my theme song
from the eighties is.. drum roll..
Centerfold.. of course.. by J. Geils..
hmm.. wondering if the Name Test
thingie goes deep deep in my links..
and peruses all i do.. who who.. but
truly as science shows bringing back
my Standard IQ into play.. adventure therapy
is a cure for PTSD.. and of course anxiety too..
and many illusory fears.. by the way.. and as
science also shows lust play.. IS A source oF
all creativity and productivity.. just in case then
you thought this was an elaborate muse to sext
all the world.. hehe.. like Miley cyrus in Center
fold way.. well.. truly it is a mix of science and art..
and add in fearless with that.. and voila.. you get a
56 year old Center Fold Dude with an IQ that can
not even be FucKinG measured as i meet no F iN
Standard of human archetype IQ of the past at all except
for an eclectic mix like a Son of all who came before.. and don’t
take that too serious.. per literal.. as it is a metaphor in trans
Humanist way.. that relates to how we humans these days
through multi-media sources of input can live literally
vicariously thousand of lives through the actors..
producers and directors of so many other
plays of life.. why not just be honest..
well.. getting social outcast
in a First Baptist Church
is the main reason
the pastor..
to viewing
porn on Saturday
Night to intuitively
rev up tHeir creative juices
in so many ways.. to make a
very inspiring sermon to the 60’s
something Bleached Blonde Prim and
Sexy Seniors in the front row bleacher seats
with their push up bras pointed RIGHT toward the
face of the pastor’s recently satiated eyes from
last night’s porn activities.. where the younger
women in the third and fourth rows.. with
their really tight skirts are no longer
a distraction.. a frustration.. as
that human instinctual way
of male being in release
has already been
met the night
before.. perhaps
even with the pastor’s
wife.. and no not me.. hehe..
as sure.. as studies show 50% of
males and 33% of females peruse
porn at work.. it is human nature and
folks do it from all religious denominations
and it sure beats.. yes.. literally beats studies
that show when human beings are repressed
and oppressed to release their human nature in
all the ways that naturally can come.. that Arabian
clinical studies show that in cultures where men and
women are prohibited from even holding hands with
the opposite sex until after marriage.. other than
family members.. three to six year old girls..
as i’ve horrifyingly reported before..
as i would sure like to see a
stop put to this.. are
sexually abused in
the home by male
family members.. and
other intimate associations
from the home.. as sure it would
be a lot FucKinG better if those males
took care of business by themselves behind
a private FucKinG Door with some Good Old
American Porn.. to do as they wilt without FucKinG
harming your kid sister or 3 year old daughter or
whatever then else truly FucKinG perverted thing
happens when human nature is put in a cage
and comes out all truly harmful like that..
hmm.. so sure.. i support porn.. as it’s
dam sure better than harming someone
in the flesh who does not FucKinG want
it or is not even at the age of
consent.. and of course..
porn that is consensual..
and it would be nice
if porn was less
like rape
and more
like love and
fun.. that sure you
can find too.. if you
look hard enough for what
is beautiful and harms no one else..
anyway.. i grew up in the Catholic Church
where the Virgin Mary.. was used literally
to suggest that girls who are touched
down there before marriage were
less than holy.. and sure..
stuff has eased up
a whole lot
in the
Catholic church..
as take most anyone
aside.. and if they fess up
they’ll tale you they come here..
but they take all the now ridiculous
labyrinth teachings with a grain of
salt.. people understand life is much
more complicated than what the church
portends to control in strict regulations
of human nature.. and sure there are
die hard repressed and oppressing
fundamentalist folks too.. but
as we often find out
those are the
who have
the most hidden
in the closets with
skeletons that prove..
they are just human too..
humans create the best free..
and productively too.. as in all stuff
liFe.. a BaLanCinG ForCe of Human
Nature set free.. is what makes humans tick
tock best
without the
restraints of clocks
in life.. with hands that
only go in clockwise fashion..
sure.. sometimes it’s good to stroke
life to
the left too..;)

Changing gears here rapidly..
Facebook FriEnd Rafiah..
shares this very nice post
from Humans of Bombay that
so sweetly relates.. the favorite
word is beautiful as that applies to
everyone on earth.. all are beautiful
no matter what.. and truly as i’ll add here
again.. as i always come back to do.. hehe..
to find all in life sacred from head to toe.. and
in all of Nature around us too.. including the
extensions of God and Nature same that
is our technology that allows us
instruments even greater
than Star Trek had
to share our
heARt and
miNd and
SpiRit and
SoUl and sure
eYes of Body too..
with others freely IS
A way to live in heaven now
with no wait at all.. as when all
becomes beautiful even what one
might term as ugly when one understands
that dARk makes liGht in liFE too.. as struggle
makes us stronger.. with Victory and flowers
of eYes over Vengeance and swords that
the dArk Side makes for life.. sure.. let
the sword change into words
and photos.. and videos
of flowers.. dissent
as necessary
and flow
the DArk
oF BeFore..
that sure has helped
to bRing to the point oF iS noW too..
so.. i respond back to Rafiah’s Facebook
share by saying in kind reFrain oF liGht..
WeLL.. FriEnd Rafiah.. that is so
beautiful and i just am stopping
By today to say..
you have a beautiful
heart.. soul.. and spirit
and it lights up your eyes..
when you present that liGht too..:)


Language of the
Internal UniVerse of
what speaks within my
FriEnd.. thefeatheredsleep..
lesSons not taught
in pre-K
to even
school at end..
i can remember when
i lost my emotions.. it’s
strange how that can happen..
when one lives in only ways of
solving external problems.. a Heart
is not a book with instruction manual
or pill
to fix..
a heARt is ARt..
and wHere does
school provide
a class
anyway.. my
brain fixer upper
the Air Force Major
combat fatigue repairman
the Psychiatrist Major then..
you need to use something else now..
other than adrenaline to motivate yourself…
hmm.. and reflecting on what the music i created
on the piano that had fingers of feelings without
words to express
those feelings..
i had no
idea what
he was saying
in words as the
reference point… even..
of all emotions other than
adrenaline and fear were lost
to living life that way in severe and
chronic stress over the course of two
years before that.. where general adaptation
syndrome brought me down then to the lowest
levels of serpent brain where logic could not even
focus to play a game of tic tac toe.. i literally could
not play a game of tic tac toe.. and my wife had
to write down if i could do anything
each day.. like brush
my teeth.. floss..
take a shower
or accomplish
any F in task
at all..
sure an
message there
is one can come
back from the cliff
with no bottom as well
dry of bRAin water from
bEfore.. as when i was young..
the common view of me was
i was way too emotional and
needed to come back down
to earth.. well.. there
is no water in
that place
pit.. of
where not
even a word
can be pulled
from bRain
screen way
of literal death in life..
seriously though.. no frigging
psychiatrist or therapist or social
worker or psychologist or general
physician or rheumatologist or pain
doctor.. or heart specialist.. as Jesus
F.. in Christ.. after seeing no doctors
at all for 23 years.. i had somewhere
close to 100 appts.. and sure i am
leaving out some of the
titles for Doctors
too.. in
way who eventually
found 19 medical disorders
in me.. mostly pain related..
invisible from a view outside..
with the common denominator
of no instruction in how to bring
my emotions back.. bottom line.. the
emotions came back storming at the
end of July 2013.. other bottom line..
when they did.. all the F iN pain went
away fast.. as slowly as it came over the
course of two years.. ’06-’08 and
66 more months of iSREAL
hell ‘tween 2008 and
and this
is why what
you do is so important
my friend.. is.. you bring human
emotion from the deep.. from the
dark.. and into the light as well.. as
my first break through was a tear after
five years when a beloved cat died
in April of 2013.. i had a spark
of poetry before in March .. ’13
just empty
shells with
no feelings inside..
that tear.. eventually
led to the first smile and
laugh after emotions of sadness
came back in July of 2013.. but then..
mostly.. truly it was the poetry where
language connected words of hEart
finally again in me.. to open up a dam
of mind in damned way with body too…
that had lost the liGht of EmoTions trUe..
these places of heaven and hell are places
within.. when within comes out of seed.. of
broken shells of what was before.. as liGht
of EmoTioNs new and or renewed..
liFe changes to
liGht away
from dArk…
and emoTiOns
flow from head to toe..
through the Vagal Nerve or
the Kundalini Serpent same..
from Brain to Gut too… where
my psychiatrist who said my case
was the worst he had ever seen.. even
offered to put an implant in my chest to
stimulate a vagal never that had gone
dark as wick to liGht.. Dance was
the second pARt to PoEtry
my friEnd.. and that
Dance was the liGht
that brought
me back
liGht than
any experience
from before.. free
flowing.. body spiraling..
as waves of ocean whole before..
where the entire FucKinG Ocean
of existence finally is complete sense
and feel as integrated.. and invincible
to Forces of DArk.. Bones can reignite
to liGht.. bottom line2 my fRiend is
we can fix ourselves…
and help others
fix themselves
with Dance
And Poetry
and other art
too.. so keep
doing what you do…
it’s not jusT the flowery words
that folks need.. they need to feel
all pARts of the Human soUL dARk and
liGht and that is what you Bring best.. heARt
and SpiRit to the
table of Life..
and first Supper
of the human being
that breaks fast for LiFe iN LiGht..



Hi.. rosemawrites..
you have a
human touch
that sadly i
often find lost
in poetry land..
so.. i come to visit..
past.. dVerse trail.. now..
Yes… thE friEnd then.. close..
at age three.. i find.. i could
see so clearly too.. across the
river.. in shot gun home way.. liGht..
somehow.. not as clearly in lesSons
of school in shoes
oF seated way..
as paper
touch and
words become
grass of leaves beneath
my feet of bare before.. so free
with breeze.. and air of
water front deep..
carries me
so far
now in free before..
and in the dArkest pit
of numb i come to see so
many years later.. at age 47..
42 years of meaning lost from
then.. tHeRe IS A faint whisper
at beach that no longer warms
soul.. and eventually i become
waves and ocean whole
again my friEnd..
the FriEnd
iS alWays
tHeRe iN tHe
beGinninG as
thE ‘tween.. and
at the end and
beginning of always
noW Now.. it’s juSt that culTure
in all its complexity drOwns out
The beauty of the voice within that needs
no words but seashores open.. within.. mY FriEnd..:)



What iF..
we all reach
out to someone
with nice
words.. etc..
of encouragement..
just ’cause we can
for no other
can and
will.. and sure
a Loving human
touch that
in a grain of sand..
and sunshine rays..
that can
not hold
saying hi..
another day
is now.. and life
is worth living.. reaching out..
smiles my friend.. i don’t think we
thank folks enough for being this way
naturally as they can be.. i’ve commented
on literally thousands of poet’s sites just
for inspiration of words of heArt..
and i’ve been thinking
or better put
i miss A
human touch at nows..
that is just a ‘stranger’
with a warm heart..
as the world
is surely
without that my friEnd..
anyway.. i don’t know you..
but i encourage you to keep
being you.. just another friendly
person on the trail of life.. that can
become so rigid and unwavering if we don’t reach out..
and touch
more than


Very Intelligent..
and Wonderful Artist..
in words and paint.. Himali..
Facebook Friend.. with status..
shares some photos of
herself from India
and i say..
sMiLes.. mY
friEnd Himali..
this beauty is elegant..
you look like an Indian
princess here for sure..
just stopped
by to say
hi too..
Sweet Dreams
my friEnd.. noW iN
your pArt of the World..
as i need a Nature
and a first
step.. is alWays
the beauty of FriEnds..:)

And this reminds me too.. of my
young college age Friend Vida who
is the gym attendant where i work out..
as i came through the door she raised her
arms up and yelled Fred.. you know.. a Norm
moment from Cheers.. as i am a character most
every wHeRe
as the
Machine too..
as named that too..
at Old Seville Quarter..
last Thursday night.. then..
anyWay.. the human touch
noW is what counts.. Now
in DanCinG and SinGinG
liFE Free.. it’s harder to
do online.. deeper
than shells
of empty
but i work at
it and never ever
as human lamps of love CAN AND WILL..
and with that said.. hello Nature.. i’m coming BACK..
see ya
later online..
as Lamps Love..
DancE and SinG more


“Since we cannot know all that is to be known of everything,
we ought to know a little about everything.”

~~ Blaise Pascal ~~

A Philosophy Class in
Humanities for me
in ’78.. a dire
from the
instructor that
specialization is
the vice of the modern
world that is making us
smart in niche’s and
destroying the
of us.. leave
no stone unturned
is what i say/FeeL now..
but sure.. take
a break
and do
FucKinG noThing
that’s everythinG aLL..
as now is all at peace too..
ah.. simple animal homeostasis
on a trial of life that meanders in breeze
and air
yeah.. i know i said
i don’t like ruling
calm seas.. Now..
but hey.. noW..
everyone needs
a break from waves
too.. so.. i’ll surf water
as sTiLL Air wiTh Calm Sees..:)

“It is easier to stay out than get out.”
~~Mark Twain ~~

OH JF Christ..
Ain’t that the
trUth and dARk..
for the
modern Gold
CuffS iN decAdes
of Government work..
all for the retirement Now..
of being free ..if ya live that long
in chains as yelloWed gOld of Uncle Sam..;)

“You govern a kingdom by normal rules;
You fight a war by exceptional moves;
But you win the world by letting alone,
How do I know that this is so?
By what is within me!
The more taboo and inhibitions there are in the world,
The poorer the people become.
The sharper the weapons the people posses,
The greater confusion reigns in the realm.
The more clever and crafty the men,
The oftener strange things happen.
The more articulate the laws and ordinances,
The more robbers and thieves arise.”

~~ Tao Teh Ching, #57 ~~

Hmm.. now that Ching
Tao dude or dudette
or whomever sAid
all of this.. noW
has obviously
explored the
Deep within..
yeah.. be careful
of niches inside.. just
itching to get out and play..
and just got me to thinking.. the
Jesus dude who was against all
the old rules of the day according
to whomever wrote that.. got changed
into follow my rule as believe in me or
Go to FucKinG
now.. out..
from chains
of ignorance
is what i say..2..
to the otHeR noW..
FucKinG FReED siDe..;)

Cynics are made, not born.

~~ Max ~~

Dust has no hope.. until….

“I’m not into isms and asms.There isn’t a Catholic moon and a Baptist sun. I know the universal God is universal…. I feel that the same God-force that is the mother and father of the pope is also the mother and father of the loneliest wino on the planet.” — Dick Gregory

God iS Star dUst plus…
and end
story of US..
STiLL noW..’tween..:)

“The first problem for all of us, men and women, is not to learn, but to unlearn.” — Gloria Steinem

Don’t forget..
about before first
and after last now..
and all the
more ‘tween
of that
goeS oN
we change..
for the better or worse.. and sAme..
Adaptation or not.. change moves on for leARn

“Walking in a forest between two hedges of ferns transfigured by autumn – that is a triumph. What are ovations and applause beside it?” — E.M. Cioran

Next to
Bottom Line..
Life IS A miracle
of sorts as even science shows now..:)

“You cling to your own ways and leave mine to me.”
~~ Petrarch ~~

Like.. i told my FriEnd
Glenn.. let ‘them’
own SoUp..
meanwhile.. i’ve
got some
plans now..
to try out..
to renew me too..
with a lot of Wild Hair
iN mY soUp FReED..:)

Other than that have a
nice respite from the online
world.. my FriEnd.. mY fingers
are still running.. straight to Nature
in spiraLinG
ways tHeiR
aS Golden
SpiRAl FeeLs.. SeNses..
more than kNow oF Words..:)


Back to the Future
of After Dance oF Fred..
hehe.. with the past and
the beginning of the
the dance of
me first.. and back
in the mid to late
70’s of course
that was
the Disco
Craze put into
the height of that era
With John Travolta and
Saturday Night Fever where
dance came into vogue of the
in thing to do.. even to the point
that River-Side Disco came to
the little River town
of Milton.. Florida..
just in time
of the day of
first Cuban Girl
Friend Sonia in ’78 with
the rest of her Cuban and
Irish mixed brothers.. one of
which by name of Ron and she
the Sonia.. were great latin-like
couples dancers.. where i as noted
before was just a stiff who was inspired
to move.. somewhat robotic and repetitive-
like instead of floWing and spiraLing Galaxy
and Nautilus style noW as back
then for a male to raise
his arms above his
head.. let’s
just say..
was still
not the in thing
to do in Riverside
Disco Town.. Milton
Florida.. but ah.. the black
lights and the electronic music..
so inspiring as trance of human
higher freer levels of consciousness
when all worries melted Away.. and yA
juST danced the night awaY.. getting higher
and hiGher.. even without any alcohol or drugs
although of course plenty of folks were abusing
that then too.. as for some folks.. there is never
enough for the more of now to be
satisfied at all..
A Gregorian chant
is a way to trance.. but
mix in some electronic music
like this and some sexy related
moves all jiggly and free
like the video nicely
illustrated in
what looks
like a very
very dark
thin sheened
dance evening
slip.. of the whatever..
you stARt to get the
drift of where the
entire sensual
experience of
dance first hand
and feet and the rest
of Ya can take ya higher
and higher in iSREAL hUman
orbit.. and like the original ‘FiLI’
of my ancestor seers as poets from
Gaelic early origin Irish Tradition then…
the FiLi Poet.. put on a pedestal much
higher than the bard.. was no less than
a bible prophet from the parable books of Abrahamic
religions too.. yah.. Poetry/Dance like this is sacred..noW
don’t yA kNow and FeeL iT.. when iT Flows with zero effort
like the Waves carry the Ocean to the shores back and
forth as juSt a free pARt of Nature.. well.. sure.. the
Ocean iS iN the moves of those women in the
video.. and if you see it other than
holy and sacred.. you
aren’t seeing and
FEELING the whoLe
piCture of God iN
wE when set FReED..
the holiest experience
that’s ever been noted
in history in the sacred
trance dance of seers and
prophets alike when truly free
to core of what it means to be
A Child of God with no limits or
expectations of clothed cultures of
later than the Sacred and Holy Fili’s
of Ireland.. that are carried on in my Irish
EYes.. and American Indian hands sTiLL noW Now..
aS Feet oF feAT dAnce noW FReED.. Wild and UntAMed..
And oh my Goodness.. one of the Dance Girls up in the
Video reminds me very much of ‘one’ of my Seville Dance
Friends.. but nah.. i ain’t saying which one or more she is..
anyWay.. back in the 70’s.. male chest hair was all the rAge
and that was one place.. i was gifted then.. if not the dance.. heHe..;)


How fortunate am i.. to live somewhere close
enough to Nature.. to walk out.. either my
back door or front door and escape
to God’s Hands/eYes/Feet without
much reminder of the every
day stresses of culture..
other than cars whizzing
by on busier roads..
where truly.. the
Beach as trees
and me too.. one with
Nature.. one with God..
sAMe dAM thing for those who
think that God only lives in Temples
and books of religions.. sure.. and wE commune
ecstaticAlly with Nature and God sAMe when We
Free dance naked aWaY from cultural clothes and more
on that in a few.. but i can still remember a Philosophy
class at age 18 that opened my mind/body to the similarities
of all religions and other ways of belief that bRinG
a oneness of bEinG wiTh each otHeR..
including other animals and
all of Nature sAMe
for this great
gift of
Star DuSt Life
thaT is miracle beyond
dUst beLief.. why shouldn’t
we dance scantily clothed or not
clothed at all from the ways of culture
that repress and oppress our human
natures from head to toe as gifted by
God and Nature sAMe.. well.. it’s
simple.. ’cause there are those
among us who would
subjugate us and
use the beauty
of our sensuality
and sexuality to make
money off it instead of free..
to control reproductive freedoms
for weaker men who don’t want to
have the responsibility to attract a
mate by increasing their God given
talents to do just that.. in ways of
dance innate.. and being
strong enough
to provide
for a future family..
but nah.. tools become rules..
and truly real fools are those who
repress and oppress human nature
by limiting our ability to dance and sing
free with God in all the ways that comes
free for all.. who free themselves from
the chains in books.. and beliefs
that say anything
N liNe..:)

Ha! the only thing stopping illuminati conspiracy theorists
from saying i am Lucifer come to flesh
is the fact that i ain’t famous..
from doing a red-tinted
dance here at
age 56 with
my dance
Angels last
year.. eTc.. also known
noW as Charlie’s Angels..
Cortney.. Maggie.. and
Chelsea.. left to right.. and this
gives me an opportunity of course
to honoUr them.. as they didn’t happen
to make it.. to my 6000 mile dance milestone
celebration at Good Old Seville Quarter on Thursday
Night.. but never the less they have been steady and
very supportive dance muse partners for over 2 years now
and i appreciate them very much.. as they are what you might
term as intellectual dance partners too.. and in someways a
nerd like me.. but ha!.. they hide it well like i do too..
on the freer dance floors of life.. all free
and open in dancing by heArt
of concrete
before man
made rules..
nah.. no rules for
Dance and Song for me..
not even playing the piano.. as
i remember when my friend by the
book of piano.. Pearlas… another nice
Pacific Islander friend from school.. asked
me how i did a riff on the Song.. Take the Long
Way home.. by Super Tramp.. i told her.. and it’s
no different than dance or poetry.. or how
i improvise the SonGs in Catholic
Church with Choirs of
Angels deep
down.. i feeL iT..
in ways of heARt.. Spirit
and soUl iN miNd and BoDy
BaLanCinG wayS.. and as Nike
says per the Goddess of human
archetypal Victory.. i juST F iN Do it..
and the art comes next.. juSt the way iT is for FReED..
for me..
and sure when
i write poetry
i am not
in planning way..
i aM SinGinG from deep
down and tHeRe IS A constant
melody i hEar of God of nature iN mY eAR’s HeARt..
anyWay.. the earliest renditions of hell were most
always photos of humans huddled together naked
with the obvious meaning that being naked is
evil.. and even in modern
ignorant cultures
in trance
to go deeper
in oneness with God
to exercise our higher human
potentials that sure are sensual
and even sexual in nature.. is considered
evil.. and when someone like Beyonce reaches
deep down.. and finds that masculine strength and
will inside with the serpent eYe of going higher in survival..
it is no demon.. it is just her human potential in genetic
memory of epigenetics unlocked as human
nature.. and expressed in new
neuroplastic ways
from head
to toe
of human
potential more..
And i saw it recently
with Lady Gaga continually
as she sets herself free in her
dance of her latest song named
Perfect Illusion.. the illusion is we
are not free.. when yes.. we CAN AND
AND sure.. wHeRe would A After Dance oF Fred Be..
without the Disco Electronic Trance Roots Music oF
Donna Summer and i Feel Love..
well.. the trUth and liGht iS..
when one releases
all their inhibitions
in the trance of ecstatic
DancE thaT can certainly be
enhanced through electronic trance
dance music.. one does rise higher and
higher with the higher potential of God within
wE through raising our mindful awareness NoW of
FeeLinG/SeNSinG.. the Unconditional Love from God of NatUre
Fearless Free gifted to uS.. juST waiting within to
be SpARked hiGher and Higher like this through
ecstatic dance like our so-called primitive
ancestors and some still do..
without F iN
restraints that would
hold folks back in books
and men and other’s lies to
repress and oppress our God
Given human potential to basically
make us slaves.. from old so-called
Fundamentalist Christian rules that said
dance and rock and roll both.. were the brew of
the devil.. to many Muslim countries that truly sTiLL
believe that raising mindful awareness through ecstatic
trance dance is the work of the so-called fucking devil..
Go(O)d news for you.. the only dEvil is fear and all
stuff related to hate.. that oppresses and
represses human nature…
but sure.. ‘you’ kNow
not what you
do as you
with lies that
take human freedoms
as gifted by God free away..
iF it exists free on the NAKED BeacHes of
life it is God given.. if not.. more than
likely it is fear and hate given.. by those who
would still slave human nature for selfish and tribal benefits..
that sadly are a real dARk paRt of human nature too.. wHeRE soMe
of uS have the abiLiTy to do better than that.. with hUmaN liGht PoTenTiaL..
freeR As
Happy Children of God
thaT way.. in Fearless smARt Love..:)

Every Girl Loves a Sharp Dressed Dancer

Every Girl Loves a Sharp ‘Dressed’ Dancer..

A satire here on a 54 year old dude.. hehe..
me.. two years ago.. continuing a free lance online
stripping career in all legal
restricted Google
liNk way
all for free
of course.. as
ha!.. who would
pay for thaT anyWay
moreover hehE.. but anYway
an endeavor to lose past inhibitions/fears..
and set myself free f(r)orm a very repressing
and oppressing red state patriarchal place now/then
i was raised in aS oNe could be metaphored as
a New Jerusalem as Milton in a Freer
U.S. of A as New iSREAL too..
wHeRE hUmans wHo
have enough
gRit and
can set themselves
free too.. hmm.. how
to.. how to.. well.. as science
shows adventure therapy or going
places that you would have been terrified
from doing and going before.. is now a
validated way to treat PTSD.. as sure
i’ve experienced that before
along with panic attacks
too.. and what would
you do to not
go back
to that
place again..
let’s just say
getting naked ain’t
nearly as hard as getting
PTSD and Panic AttackS.. in faCt
let’s juST say it is the anti-hell
of that iN FeeLinG iT is more like
SenSinG pro-Heaven now.. as it don’t matter
what you look like when you do it.. what counts
is how you FeeL/SenSe when you set yourself free and note
to self.. this Donna Summer Music IS A very/very good trance
SonG to inspire words along with Dance too.. hehe.. as they
continue to flow hEar uninterrupted as free.. anyWay2.. as Aleister
Crowley once said.. sex is magick and it brings to fruition higher
potential of intentionally changing your future to TruE wiLLful ways of
being and concrete empirical results.. well.. the trUth and liGht
now is.. even science shows that lust IS A major source of
all human creativity and productivity and as
in all stuff life now.. i use it
instead of loSing it..
i don’t give a FucK
how it looks or what
people think about.. it.. sHows..
bottom line is.. luSt increases
human creativity and productivity
as 3.3 million plus words in 3 years and abouT
100K photos.. do.. including.. over a thousand
sMiLinG beautiful women from Seville including
the Goddess Isis.. Katrina.. the you know.. real incarnated
one as human Imagination of self-fulfilling prophecies go and
continue to grow in our modern age oR either.. in Isis head
hunting aS devil ways2.. or beauty of women smiling
ear to ear.. in red tinted photos too..
okay.. fuck you head hunters..
life is beautiful..
okay.. from head
to toe
to tip
of penis
and clitoris
too.. and if you can’t
see that all those parts
are sacred and holy as God
and a Grain of Sand you are
blind my friend(S) in veils of iGnorance..
and some of us are lifting those veils
of ignorance continuAlly now as we noW
DO iN original Def of Apocalypse noW iN
aRt as we
DancE and
as naked
as the modern
age human archetype
of Angel Miley Cyrus
and her FucKinG WreckInG
bAlls against F iN C Trump
WAlls of hate.. haha.. ain’t
it ironic.. trump’s grand daddy’s
name was Frederick Christ Trump
and his Mama’s first two names were
Elizabeth Christ.. oh.. little old me..
born on 06660.. but illuminati conspiracy
theorists.. i am free free from your lies as
i am
a thief
in the night..
har har.. haha.. he HE..
keep hanging with ‘famous
folk’s oKAy.. see wHeRe thAT
takes you..


“I asked God for strength, that I might achieve;
I was made weak, that I may learn humbly to obey.”

First of all.. i find that
God iSREAL in all of
Nature and the filter
oF eYe is within as
hmm.. then..
i asked myself
for strength.. sure..
God within.. and lost
iT.. and lEarned new ways
aS the Nature oF God within
to humbly obey.. to get stronger noW
every day after that.. after encountering
the weakest pArts of liFE oF aLL when all was lost
as life..
bottom line
it works as empirically
measured.. i AM now stronger
at age 56.. by measures as much
as twice.. before.. any day of before age 54..
in fAct.. some folks who kNew me bEforE.. swear up and down i’VE even
grown taller.. sure.. standing uP straight for yoUrself iS Standing TaLLer..
and sure.. perhaps i have lEarned to shape shift somewhat too..
as science proves this is a real thingy too.. as even my
Father.. the law enforcement officer in TaLLahassee
Florida.. witnessed Ted Bundy making himself
shorter and taller and transforming his
facial expressions into someone
else in a heart beat or so..
as practice makes
as change
as practice comes
for those.. who do more..
dArk and liGht as Karma goes..
and actors in Hollywood are quite
successful in mastering tHeiR appearance like this too..;)

“I asked God for health, that I may do greater things;
I was given infirmity, that I might do better things.”

Sure.. i would be kinda crazy not to insist within
that i not be healthy.. yET.. i am hUman..
and without obeying mY hUman
Nature.. i fall.. i fall..
i totally
failed then..
to understand
and respect and
obey those limits
for doing much greater
things as BaLanCinG Force of
within.. inside.. outside.. above
so below.. and all around.. now..
Like.. totAlly eliminating negative stress and
illusory fears in life.. and becoming fearless..
and controlling every single thought in my head
liGht aS weLL..
unless i’M doing
poEtry satire as an
Art of relative free WiLL
As my own GD actor..
producer.. and
of mY
pLay too..:)

“I asked for riches, that I may be happy;
I was given poverty, that I might be wise.”

Fuck Money all together.. i asked for a rich
soul.. and once again.. by not lEArning
my Nature and obeying the
limits as imposed
by God and
Nature sAMe…
i fell with poverty of
Spirit.. and got the
riches.. without even asking..
of course.. not spending money.. helped..;)

“I asked for power, that I might have the praise of men;
I was given weakness, that I might feel the need of God.”

i asked for the Power of Love.. was born
that way.. and God as Nature in me
took it away.. once.. again..
’cause i was too ignorant
to understand Nature
and God sAMe within..
obey those Laws
of Nature
understand.. i need
that Nature AKA God BaLanCinG
within.. to do almost anything iN life At ALL..
as sure.. once again.. i failed before.. in fall…:)

“I asked for all things, that I might enjoy life,
I was given life, that I might enjoy all things.”

Life IS A Gift..
bottom line..
everything else
is icing.. if ya kNow
how to lick it good..
instead of getting whipped bad..
as a matter of perceiving life.. of course2..:)

“I got nothing I asked for but everything I hoped for.
I am, among all men, most richly blessed.”

Most everyone i meet in real life.. can’t believe
i’m on an all natural high from Nature
aka God.. allone.. within.. eTc..
but sure..
they have
no idea
how much
i practice and
obey all innate..
instinctual.. and intuitive
ways of getting the most
BleSsinGs.. bY juST figuring
i aM within
iS noW
As the
God within
as Nature i AM
iS noW as far
as other folks see..
wanTinG soMe of what
i AM
oN noW..
@leASt for mE..:)

And ha! regarding religion..
we got some hyper-scare-bowl..
from the Monsignor.. at Church.. suggesting
that Pew research reports that 50 Percent less
of Americans no longer believe in religion.. as
hyperbole goes.. but sure.. info.. bowl.. is driving
many folks into other areas of practicing emotions
of holy and sacred.. to create their reaLiTy as a Happy
one with EmoTioNs and SeNses iSREaL.. nah.. not everyone
is doing the Fundamentalist thingie any more.. in hell fire pews..
with illusory promises and fears.. the percentage noW of Atheists
in America is relatively the same at 3 percent.. since 2007 where
it was like 2 percent then.. oh no.. a 50 percent increase.. but sure
there is still the other 97%.. Believing.. Having Faith.. and Hoping are
simply human emotions and senses iSREAL.. whatever they get
attached to.. as far as metaphors.. as symbols.. vehicling and
vesselling.. houSing what works.. thAt will continue to change
noW as long as culture changes.. However.. hUman
NatUre still works the way it has at core..
before all this written language
and book/culture stuff became
the stuff of tools
that are
of our Nature..
iSREaL too.. bottom
liNe.. EmoTioNs and SeNses
are iSREaL.. and insurance pays
for hypnotherapy.. so sure.. the power
of suggestion.. for at least 33 Percent
of the population works.. and to control/utilize
that power within.. preSents amazing human potential..;)

And as the ‘Great Philospher’ Sting
and Police StiLL SinG..
when the world
is running
yA maKe
the best of what
is left that’s STiLL..
aRound.. and oh yeah..
tHeRe muST bE an iNvisible
SuN too.. i ain’t scared.. and
in fAct i’M thrilLed to bE aLiVE..
as i can’t ask for anything more.. mY
FriEnd than Heaven now.. Space is full
of shit happens.. i’M gonna enjoy this wave
iT ends
but unTiL
then.. worry
ain’t gonna do mE
a bit of Good2.. other
than keep my miNd off of liFe
and i refuse to ever do that again..
’cause.. i’M lucky enough now to master
the hardest
of liFE
i’Ve ever
found and
thAT is ME mY
fRiEnd.. and i AM
the only one inside
who could have possibly
achieved that.. everything else
i lick good as icing on the cAke..
i can and WiLL..
iN fAct.. thE LiGht iS
so BriGht.. i gotta wear sHades..
but nah.. tHey ain’t cheap..
about ‘666’ dollars.. they
come expensive
so F iN
as Practice..:)


Hmm.. i was just talking about
shape shifting in my last Micro-Verse
of Macro-Verse.. After Dance oF Fred..
and if the En Name Test thingie is any
indication of my success at this.. it’s representation
of me as not only A Creator in curious.. creating…
great at expressing myself.. and being
born in order to create something
new in this world.. as
my role in life.. hmm..
Ms. VanLanding
ham ‘here’.. the
very nice ballet
Student and Dancer
From Old Seville Quarter
that the En Name Test thingie
is suggesting who i am out of
the recent profile pic..
is certainly
of evidence
of creating me aNew heheR..
Well.. MoVinG along with
my last dance Shirt of this
706th MacroVerse of
Longest Long
form Ocean
i mUst say
that moving from
BAtman VanGogh
to SupERman VanGogh
in starry starry niGht way..
is reflective of mY HuMan Nature
as even literature study shows.. the
iConic Superman.. and other Bi-Polar
Nature way of Being Kent Nerd vs..
all star every jack of trades.. comes from
the original story of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde..
although Mr. Hyde is certainly a Bad Cop Superman
and or Batman as that can move to Super Villain
too.. as we kinda see in the last
Superman Movie too..
modeled after the
Jesus story too..
and yes..
as they
Vincent likely
was Bi-Polar too..
and most anyone Super
Creative is on some kind of
hypo-maniac stay.. like i’ve been
most of my life.. anyway.. other than
the dark.. dark.. nights of the soUL and
a few stellar and very painful extreme manic highs..
yeah.. i’ve moved past three years of clinical hypomania..
but i did almost two decades of that before.. without much of
a hitch.. until stress killed the balance that i finely maintained
then as i do the same now.. i work at the hiGh BaLanCinG oF liFe
in a Hypomanic Heaven oF liFE like a Frigging Olympic mental
and body BaLanCinG Athlete.. and it’s not anything new..
i’ve been doing this all my life.. with success stellar
as such and misery fail in the opposite
of dArk niGhtS of the soUL
too.. and i must
admit my
first major
’bout of
dARk SoUL..
i shed tears for
Vincent Van Gogh
and many oThers as it’s
impossible to understand
what it’s like unless you go somewhere
dARk like that as oil tarred bird away from
star of morn.. as rebirth.. yourself.. but as the
phoenix rises.. the ashes and charred feathers
fall away.. and yA rise again.. and once again..
juST another opportunity to use the Katy
Perry SonG by sAme nAMe as RisE
noW too.. sure.. the artists
have always been
the saviors of
the world
in all
the ways
change comes..
as change sTarts
at the heARt and tHeRe
is neither start or heart
as aLL is left
is ST
yeah.. Politics
and Patriarchy..
and in some ways
that is both art and science too..
as alWays a BaLAnCinG ForCe of WE
is required
to geT iT Super(wo)-
man aLL ToGeThEr onE
iN YiN and YanG wAyS
and Atman too..aS B..2..


So.. now.. the Name Test Thingy on Facebook determines
i am an Avalanche when angry.. and i was curious
if this had changed since the last result of
Tornado.. and sure enough..
when i feel just ’cause
iS prevalent.. a ‘revalent’
Revelatory Avalanche of Free Verse Poetry
comes in the nick of now.. to the rescue.. hehe..
along with some word play of wit too.. as
hey.. people are too FucKinG serious
these days for my tastes…
too stuck on rules..
and order..
to escape
their illusory fears
and even promises.. now
from the system.. aka the
Matrix and or culture these dAys sTiLL..
first step to anything positive in life is to lose
fear beyond the paradigm of the matrix beFore..
How to.. trUly depends on how much courAge you
can muSter.. for me.. i was lucky.. i went to hell first..
and have
of why it’s worth it
at almost any cost
to lose fear.. as fear
kills liGht.. although yes..
Fear can be a dArk ark to liGht2..
LiGht iS Hope.. Love.. and Joy..
and the inner drive to Move..
Connect.. and Create..
dARk.. is Fear.. Hate..
and Despair.. and
the Inertia..
of sitting
still.. separation..
and overall stagnation
of what human potential
can be.. when all stuff related
to fear is released.. and changed
to all stuff related to Hope.. Love and
Joy.. in MoVinG ConNecTinG and Creating
as pArt of the Canvas of God as Nature.. that
is the greATEst hiGher Paint Power of BruSh LiGht as wE..:)

Hmm.. so apparently.. the EN name test thingie has seen
the symbol of the Goddess of Victory.. yes.. that
is what the word Nike means.. as the Swish
on my shoes and socks.. and
brings definitive news..
that my pen name
per first pARt
oF Katie..
as Celtic
Name means
Kaiona as form
iN essence as Bringer
of Victory.. moving on to
say.. ‘You are blessed by
destiny. You Bring happiness
and joy wherever you go’.. hmm..
now this takes work.. practice.. and it also takes
courage and resilience to overcome the naysayers
in life.. who are not used to folks who challenge the
paradigms of life.. yes.. what is also known and
sadly fELt as the system.. the matrix.. yes..
culture in all its complexity.. including
religion.. that seeks order in
insanely large populations..
of humans packed
together like
in cans..
wHeRe Nature says..
and yes scientific studies
say.. 150 to 200 sets of eYes
are about all we are evolved to
be comfortable with all naked and
such dancing free around the moonlit
campfire homogenous and FReED.. shaRing
and giving with no greed and jealously where
even semen is considered holy and each potential
father who contributes to A Holy womb of birth
is honored in the act as the next potential
dad steps up to bat.. for the
work of the night..
or broad daylight
as a group as the
science and history of
human sexuality does iSREAL
document still and report..
both in modern primitives and
the archaeology of that.. in artifacts
of art.. where all of human life and
nature is worshipped as holy
and sacred.. as.. see.. in this
free context.. the
video i shared earlier..
of what a free dance of so-called
primitives would be.. yes.. the ‘Let’s
ALL Chant’ Video.. tHeRe is no brazilian
wax.. tHeRe all is fuzzy warm and free
love for the worship of human life..
and nature all surrounding that..
and while 12 thousand years or so noW..
of agriculture might seem a long long
time of patriarchal rule of storing grains
and jealousy and greed.. and owning other
human beings.. and even purchasing wives
for non-consensual dowry sex on the first night
as that is the reality of rape in many cases where
sure the male may like it fine.. but the woman not so okay
with first night rape.. and sure some folks follow along with
that tradition that is truly totally opposite from our God given
evolving nature still that says variety is the spice of life
and not FucKinG ownership of free.. but sure.. where
there is fear imposed through either illusory
fears or promises.. there is an environment
of order and laws to enforce strict
limitations.. and expectations
of life.. that are ironically
used to make folks
more comfortable with
the insane illusory fears that
are propagated and empty promises too..
to endure the abuse away from human freedoms
in this lifetime.. sure.. like a promise of something
after death.. when death becomes the goal over life..
’cause life sucks so bad.. as propagated by the
lies of culture and religion same.. as the
matrix says.. to get unplugged one must
want to get unplugged as Lord knows..
most everything about culture
and religion wants you to
be cooked up and hooked
on their books of laws
away from basic
now for..
Life.. Liberty and
yes.. NoW.. for the pursuit
of happiness.. for some folks that
only means doing what other folks tale
them… To escape the same propagated illusory
fears and promises.. For others.. it means stepping
outside of the cultural/religious boXes.. and sometimes
that means dancing naked ALL and chanting.. and in
the case of YouTube.. the artist who was
censored last century for doing this
on TV.. can get away with
showing you what it
would be like to
dance naked
blurred lines
of lingerie.. that
show.. the human body
is just a natural work of sensual
art.. and when you get toGeTheR like
that.. even if only through mirror neurons
as a naked virtual rave and go and come.. noW..
there’s no doubt.. as you dance free in public
in all the cooperative mall stores that allow this…
if you glance down at Victoria’s secret that is
practically the same dam thing.. on the big
displays outside the store for everyone
of every age to see and feel free..
creativity and productivity comes
to the point that folks wonder
how the hell you can dance
that free and fast at
your size if
your aren’t
on FucKinG
Crack.. well no..
i wasn’t on crack..
i had Victoria’s Secret
playing and showing on
my FucKinG smARt phone.. haha!..
while i continued to break the paradigm
of why so serious folks.. forget about buying
shit to crowd up your garage and closets some
more.. just do like Sia does.. and do some FucKinG
cheap thrills that don’t even cost a dollar.. if you’ve
already budgeted in for your broadband access
and 25 dollar or whatever a month fee for
the newest fastest version of iPhone7
and Samsung7 to play Victoria’s
Secret that is like wide
out in the open..
at least
in the land
of the free and
the brave.. who
kNow/FeeL.. how to FuckInG
unplug and play free from
the paradigms of illusory fears
and promises as orchestrated from
the patriarchy of storing grain.. greed..
jealousy and all stuff related to fear..
hate and despair.. of why so
Trump and Hillary
serious in all stuff
culture and religion now..
Challenging the paradigm is not
easy.. but when you are Grounded with
Hope.. Love and Joy within as God lives in
hiGhest human power within.. it’s kinda easy to
both giggle inside and feel sorry for the naysayers
of why so serious still.. Life IS A Beach.. sugar white
sands.. swaying sea oats in breeze.. and waves that
never end/begin noW in ocean whole altogether as beauty
now that knows and feels no limits.. and
quite Frankly that beauty.. and joy and
fearless love in human terms of
God within.. is totally naked
of cultural limits and
expectations that
say worry.. worry..
and now is not the best
now ever for life.. liberty
and the pursuit of happiness.. WeLL..
IT IS for those who find the Victory
in jusT doing it now.. for those who
stay plugged in.. Karma IS A rule of
liFe.. Action.. Consequence.. dArk or
liGht.. negative or positive.. i choose
A naked liGht oF positive SonG noW and
DancE of liFE Now.. and sure.. i share it..
as i am not hEar to make a dollar bill off a
store of greedy and jealous gRains of wheat gOne sOld..:)

Well anyWay.. the Good news
is PANdora has E-Scaped..
dONe been FOUND..
both her and
his.. etc..
out oF
the Genie’s
out.. Freedom
is here.. tHeRe’s
no turning back as the
greaTest human technology
of all is human set FReED…:)

Second bottom Neo
line.. thE Choice
and Will to get
unplugged as Always
iS only YoUrs and who
you serve.. the FREE oF God/Nature
within NoW.. or the rule of jealous..
greedy.. storing dollar bill human beings..
for me at least.. the answer is simple.. naked culture..
SonG and DancE Freed.. A Chant ALIVE NOW as bEACH..:)

And to be clear i support all local.. state and
federal laws.. that protect the still
vanishing species of human
that wants to stay
in the matrix/etc..
these local.. state
and federal laws.. ensure
the free of wE who live God
within free as naturally evolved
sTiLL.. do not scare the beejeezus
out of folks who live in fear.. hate..
and despair.. as hell is not an easy
place to live.. i know and feel..
as i’ve been tHeRe too..
wHeRe the
Neo of
me now..
would scare
the FucK iN
Fear of the
Dr. Jekyll
Clark Kent..
the nerd version
of Bruce Wayne.. the
cultural memes and human
archetype for lily white
domesticated human dogs..
are legion for what it
to lose
of the wild..
Wolf i am Free..
nice wolf.. Good
Cop Mr. Hyde..
and Jesus
as metaphor
but never
the less
Good NoW
Cop Human Wolf..
and sure an
of Words
aS noW..
my only
SWord of Teeth..
and sure.. Dance
without a dollar
bill or even penny
earned for FREE GOD WITHIN

Set my people free…


Facebook Friend Rafiah.. shares a status that says..
as reported by Mohammad Abdus Salam.. a
famous Pakistani Theoretical Physicist
that the Quran has many verses
supporting scientific
inquiry and
the expansion
of knowledge associated with Nature..

So i ask..

Just out of curiosity.. do you believe in the theory of Evolution..
i watched a video from one of the most popular.. apologists
for Islam.. Dr Zakir Naik… who attempts to say it isn’t fact..
so in other words.. is this really true.. does Islam evolve
with scientific discoveries or stay stagnant…
and of course there are still now in the U.S..
a substantial number of Fundamentalist
Christians who deny it.. but thankfully..
at least the Pope of the Catholic
Church has evolved on this
and come into the
modern age..
but of course
he was a Chemistry Major.. smiles..
Education is the key to ending conflicts
misery.. suffering.. and useless killing..
Anyway.. i watched Dr. Zakir.. yell angrily
at a Medical Student who questioned his
authority and eventually the medical student
was censored from speaking further.. in debates
over here.. Dr. Zakir would have immediately
been disqualified for just being a bully…
it disgusts me.. i must say..:)

And now i go on to say..
the fact that we share
a majority of our DNA
with a common ancestor
Rodent from 75 million years
ago.. the mouse today.. and
of course almost entirely all of it
with Bonobos and Chimps too..
and we are born with vestigial gills
in fetus form within the mother’s womb
is evidence enough that we all came together
in a mix of Star dust soup.. and some of us even
continue to evolve epigenetically in one lifetime or
become functionally disabled by not using our human
potential and unlocking our DNA potential through environmental
challenge… adaptation.. and change.. finAlly the Pope says that
the God of Nature doesn’t have to do magic tricks.. to test
us on our human potential.. it comes naturally
or does not come at all.. but sadly
he still stands by the side of
folks who would take
away a right
for marriage
still stuck
on the hypocritical
rules in paraphrasing a
Leviticus of a 3500 year
old middle east oral tradition
and scribe copied and mistaken
book.. as history shows now true and
liGht too.. with just frigging common sense..
who would call Jesus a God.. instead of just a
humble teacher.. ’cause someone said it was so
in the beginning of the fourth century after 40 years
of round table oral illiterate Aramaic language of beliefs
and myths for educated Greeks to determine which sects
that came and come to be in the 1st Century so-called now..
after death of Jesus then.. true or false.. of what was named
something similar to Christianity too..
and sure.. people use their
creative minds in
caves to
up with whatever
human archetypes
and symbols deep down
for that.. along with plagiarism
and paraphrasing of what already
has been said and written down every
which way and loose too.. including raping
and pillaging spoils of wars.. including wives
of soldiers yA killed by the sword and chopping
off heads too.. hmm.. yeah.. education
is important.. as ignorance..
the veils of ignorance
still reign the world
closed in
and needless
killings supported
by ancient myths
and beliefs that have
no natural credence any
more as science shows..
not expecting s single word
from Rafiah back on this.. as nah..
i am not a person to get in a debate noW on
this.. obviously with.. but anyway.. it’s something
in Rafiah’s education that she has been enlightened
and changed with.. and sure other stuff is harder to let go
of.. as she lives there in that culture and i do not.. as Lord
knows and feels in me.. some of the most ignorant stuff
propagated in my culture has darkened my life too..
namely the ignorance of the Catholic Religion
i was raised in.. it’s a long way to go..
and Islam religions are still
stuck in the place
of women
who have
voice in the
culture now.. no different
than women before in the U.S.
too.. but as sociology suggests.. in
those Muslim countries the minorities
that sadly still include half of the population
of women.. too.. will gain the same basic human
rights in the U.S.. as women and other minorities like homosexuals
have.. in underprivileged countries ‘over there’.. by 2050.. but surely
the fact of science now.. that all is connected and interrelated
and we are made of star dust.. from the Cosmos whole no
different than a Grain of Sand.. is just ’cause to dance
naked from the veils of ignorance coming into
the original DEF of Apocalypse in
Greek terms that
means lifting
those veils
of ignorance
true.. and perhaps
then.. Muslim women who
want too.. will be able to dance
naked and free in sands with sun
and God free.. or if they want to..
they can stay covered up still.. and
even stagnate and go functionally disabled
from their fuller human potential too.. but
as the Matrix reloaded scene says too..
and do the
Wild thing Free..
for who wants to unplug..
while the rest can do their
too.. free
or not.. in dance
or song or stagnate same..
as relative free will Sings
or does not sing and dance
of Free verse
uNiVerse added
as God verse too..:)









BeforE and After NovEL pARTy

BeforE and After NovEL pARTy
Introductory post to Free Novels


41K words
Free Verse Poetry Novel


51K words
Free Verse Poetry Novel


338,630 words
Epic Free Verse Poetry Novel
Approximately 3000+ printed pages…
With Hundreds of Beautiful Beach Photos..:)


KATiE MiA FredericK!iI
3 Million plus words
Super Epic Free Verse Poetry Novel
SonG oF mY SoUL..:)
Approximately 30,000+ printed pages…
just ’cause
i caN
buiLd iT..
FoR Free..:)

CrediTs FiELd oF DreAMs

And yeS.. FinAlly..
CrediTs FiELd oF DreAMs..
A Thanks YoU oF sORts..

Love iS

GRains oF SaNd
hOld mounTain
LoVe NoW..:)

GodsUniVerse 42 HiTchHiKinG

GodsUniVerse 42 HiTchHiKinG
Hmm.. more and less..
A Meaning oF liFe..

After Book oF Fred

After Book of Fred
And Purpose
of course too..
for mE..:)

6000 Miles of DANCE WALKING! NOW!

6000 Miles of DANCE WALKING! NOW!
Documenting this Public Feat of Feet in 3 years..:)


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6000 Miles of DANCE WALKING! NOW!

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The best pArts.. actuAlly.. aLL of liFe
is Best Art but the best pARts oF
Sunsets can be found close to
the Spring and Fall Equinox..
and this year is no
exception for sure..
as in this next 705th
post i celebrate 6000 miles
of dancing a mix of martial
arts and ballet-like free style
Public Dance in three years of
doing jUST that.. yes.. at about
166 miles average every
month over the
full course of
all three years..
6000 Miles of DANCE WALKING! NOW!
coming soon on Equinox Day of 2016.. the
22nd of September.. but first i gotta publish
Super Fly oF liGht coming now.. just press
a button is all i gotta do for just this noW..
Okay.. published the last Macro Verse of
Longest Long Form Ocean Whole Poem
now.. and off to document 6000 miles of
Dance Walking now i arrive to do.. juST that..
and sure a history oF iT iS in FuLL order here
now too..:)

5000 Miles of DANCE WALKING! NOW!

4000 Miles of DANCE WALKING! NOW!

3000 miles of DANCE WALKING! NOW!

2000 miles of DANCE WALKING! NOW!

PAN FReED Dancer

666 Months of Dance

GOD’s muse of dance

And the bottom three posts illustrate somewhere around
a thousand ear to ear smiling selfies in total smiles
with fun dance Friends from Seville Quarter
as this too.. will be my 127th dance
week on Thursday Night at
the scheduled
date for
the publish
here for that..
i am about 5 months
behind on documenting
those selfies in the post
Pan Freed Dancer but
hopefully i will
by the publish
of this on Thursday
Equinox day of 2016..:)


i will certainly get back to celebrating
6000 Miles of Dance Walking Now..
but sure.. my fingers have been
steadily dancing for close to
12 Million words of
writing since
Thanks Giving
day of 2010..
and 3.3 plus million
words in total with this
now 705th macro Free Verse
Poetry of Ocean Whole Poem..
aka SonG oF mY SoUL.. sAMe
as full blog KATiE MiA FredericK!iI..
aS weLL too.. as the Ocean Grows WhoLe..
with no limits or expectations of culture now2..:)

So off to dVerse i go.. with a Haibun theme of Change..
hmm.. kinda like the one i talked to on the theme
of Desert i’LL Change on the last Macro
Verse too.. but of course free agent
of poEtry i go.. and Fredbun
and Fredku will be the
free of form style
i’LL Change
as Desert
isle view too..:)

Inspiring my friend Lillian.. and i will
go on to say.. baby cannot breathe..
born that way.. Charge Association..
Transposed Great Vessels of the
heart.. and DiGeorge syndrome..
the sign on the
crib just
and the Baby’s
name was Ryan..
to be my only Son
for 51 days.. only
pain is what came
his way.. sometimes medicine
is beneficial and sometimes you
wish it would not extend pain like it
can and will too.. anyway.. in this life
one must make the best of what comes
if they expect to honor those who never had
a chance at anything but pain at all.. So i held
this only Son.. until his last heartbeat faded
out of pain.. eyes that only wanted
love but could only feel
and sure
some folks
cannot believe
that small infants
like this can feel pain..
but if not they are blind
to grimaces and cries that
spell that misery and suffering
clear for angel empath eYes..real..
little did i know then.. thaT experience
would help me survive the worst pain
assessed in medical literature as Trigeminal
Neuralgia for 66 months from wake to sleep..
my perspective
was always
i could
Love first
and lived even
one second without
constant pain of life..
a gift of an only son who
would help save my life.. only
by his suffering.. only by his suffering
sitting by his crib over 51 days seeing
and feeling
seconds of
that in what
lasted forever then..

Life IS A
worth suffering for..:)

Indian Summers of record stay..
one last Winter ’till January
break of finally
of Sleeping
Hibiscus then
that refused to sleep..
and this year it is resting
and flowering late.. all give out
in Winter that refuses cold as the tropics
seem to be rising to Panhandle of Florida North..

Signs of
Caution too..:)

To see life.. as
privilege.. gift..
ones.. is to
live with Natureone..
and appreciate the
fAct that when one
leaves there will be
room for others to come..

FaLL leaves
BRinGS room for
New liFe SpRinGS..:)

For when a Parent
leaves close or distant
those eYes of parent
in some ways go on in eYes
of child.. as every pARt of
connection becomes
Art of whole
Fillng with
Love as Lost
can prepare us
to Love more than less
as nows of lost and found come..

Lost and
Found Loves
a way of more..:)

i suppose it’s time
for a Dinner break and if
all else fails i guess i
might eventually get a job
Hallmark too..
just with a record
of what is..

5:23 pm


The Facebook Video Slide Production
Assistant presents juST anoTheR
Afternoon in Paradise..
as photo
through as River
to Ocean WholE Poem too..;)


Dude.. you are so full of hate.. it ain’t even
funny.. hmm.. a little maybe.. hehe..
and sure.. ignorance too..
and sure.. remember
the original
of Apocalypse
means lifting the
veils of ignorance
but never the less..
you are kinda
as a dark
muse for me..
as i continue to
write the longest
long form poem
in the history of
human kind just
finishing up
42 months
for the
God of
all that is.. too.
so i must thank you
for turning me on to
this newer Video by Shakira
and be a little happy that your
amusing and sadly hate filled
videos continue to arrive in the
super cool Google Algorithm
supplied play list
of muse..
dArk and
liGht.. wHeRe Freedom
of Information rings..
both trUth and liGht for
uS iSREAL illuminati folks
who walk aS liGht with the iSREAL
God of allthatis.. and this Shakira SonG
WiLL be almost perfect as perfection as
practice continues on for me.. at lEast.. exceeding
3.3 million words in a poem that may last.. let’s just
say a very long human time.. hehe.. as clocks go.. as you
may or may not KnoW2.. in God’s time there is no time.. only
now.. no distance or space.. juST Eternal noW in heaven
for those of us who have fulfilled the prophecy of
Luke 17:21.. and sure.. John 14:12.. too.. and
just do it more Like Nike says too
in heaven now.. hehe.. so haha..
it’s really not funny that
so many folks like
you my
live in
what could
be Heaven now
in your generation.. same
as promised in Jesus’ generation
per the words of that book.. that i myself
have exceeded in total words of close to
12 million since Thanks Giving day 2010..
as documented all online to the tune
of what would be over 14 bibles
in comparable size..
provides all for
we Ravens
who fly for GoD..
but we can just
count the current
3.3+ million words
of longest Ocean
Whole Poem in the
history of humankind free
verse and parable style.. at
4 times the size of the King’s James
Version of what all those folks did..
and the measly effort of the Kuran
at 40 times smaller than what
little old me at age 56 can
do now.. sure.. leg
pressing half
a ton 33 times..2..
yes.. i said 33 times..
and remember that
poem i wrote is moving
over 3.3 million words and
i happen to live at mile marker
33 in Florida.. getting of the I-10
Road there.. in the Saint Rose of
Flowers County named Santa Rosa
as tag identifier for county size goes
at 33 too.. and sure i also go to Saint
Rose of Lima Catholic Church.. but you
kNow my friEnd.. i don’t have to hide who
i am in real life.. as God.. you kNow and FeeL..
thE iSREAL God who gifts us with the hiGhest
power of fearless Love.. has got my
back as liGht attracts light
as Love.. Hope.. and Joy..
and dARk attracts dARk
as Hate.. Fear..and Despair..
anyWay.. i’Ve also been
witnessing for God
in Free Verse dance..
and from a distance it could
be a mix of ballet and martial arts
too.. and let’s just say.. you can make fun
of warriors with grace all ya want on this channel
but face to face with me.. nah.. babe.. not likely
you could even face up to Michelle Obama as what
you fail to understand is true power comes from
Fearless Graceful smArT Love that need not raise
its voice unless it feels like roaRing
like a Lion to let the otHeR
caTs understand wHo
has jaws babe..
to get
voice of
God through.. hehe..
again.. and 2.. all i can
say babe.. is be careful who you
wish for.. ’cause in God’s World
as inherent in human.. anything is
possible with TRUE ISREAL FAITH
but you see.. it never works under
the guise of fear.. and hate..
not even in the New
Testament in the
dArk pARt of
17 that
says you must
hate your mommy and
daddy.. and brothers and sisters..
and even children to follow the
teachings of Jesus.. whereas the
other pArt says Love your enemy..
hmm.. obviously the Bible is FucKeD
uP in many ways.. and that is what
happens when psychopathic leaning individuals
who pull the heArt stRings of the ignorant with illusory
fears.. and all stuff related to hate get involved.. perfect
example of your youtube channel that i will use as an
example of muse for free verse poetry here.. as you
provide more fuel for the liGht of Fire with God’s
Creativity as co-creator pARt mE.. anyway..
anyway2.. 6000 miles is what i celebrate
continuing into the equinox of Fall 2016..
in public dance praising
the God aLL oF Nature
that is as i go.. both
seen and unseen..
felt and not felt..
for humans
to smaller
eYes.. with
A vice of ignorance
that knows not what it does..
or just lies for Google Pennies
and does not show its eYes as
i will you tale you this my friEnd..
no one can hide tHeir soul from
me if i see their eYes.. and let’s
just say i’Ve gotten fairly proficient
in seeing a soul in words2… as sure..
while i’Ve written 12 million words
in about 6 years now.. as the sacred
and holy numbers keep popping up
here and now.. after i got out of hell
for 66 months too.. as detailed thoroughly
in that longest witness for God to date too..
in 42 months of doing that Ending in 9/16 too..
starting in 3/13.. Before.. sure.. numbers are sacred..
letters are sacred.. and here’s the thing.. when you make
all of God Sacred and Holy including even shit like this.. now..
as the dARk is an Ark to the liGht aS WeLL.. Heaven becomes
now as tHeir simply is no better place than now my friEnd..
so sure.. while you keep siNking most everything you see in
existence to dArk now.. yOur soUL Follows pace and
the dArk comes to youR voice.. yoUr heARt..
yOur spiRiT and next the yA knoW and
FeeL yoU becOME the dARk my
FriEnd.. but never the less
the liGhts wins
alWays noW..
ilLuMinati ways
oF GoD iSReAL noW..
have a nice day.. and once
aGain.. thanks my FriEnd.. so much
for BrinGinG thiS Shakira SonGnow to
my Attention as some can WiLL FeeL..
the HOpE and LiGht and Joy of Heaven
within.. and sure i can have Hope even for
you.. as we haven’t seen anything else dARk
from Mario have we now.. since i visited his channel..
hey.. but there’s the thing.. remember that little kitty
he hugged at the end of the video.. it was proof he had
a hEart my FriEnD.. i’Ve yet to see one hEar but let’s juSt
say i have a patience greater than JOB even.. with a worsT
pain as assessed by modern science than even crucifixion
in 66 months of type two Trigeminal Neuralgia from
wake to sleep.. and sure.. the Devil of Before
is noT afraid to show his Angel
Face as iF ONE reAlly reAlly
REaLLy loVeS God
you too
Devil For
isREAL if that
iS what it took..
to come to understand
S E N S E and F E E L..
that God is all that is
BOTTOM FucKinG line..
per.. iF yoU seeK iN GoD my Friend..
so sure.. have a holy and sacred now..
for me @leASt.. it’s all i kNow and FeeL noW..
as that mY FriEnd is the Reward for serving
God of Nature wiTh aLL yoUR heARt spiRiT and SoUL..
per that
verse in
Luke 17:21..
within my FriEnd..
no wHere else you
WiLL find Heaven but
noW within as the Kingdom
oF God as all oF yOur UniVerse
you see StarTS thEre within mY FriEnd..
remember.. i AM the TrUth.. liGht.. and way..
is the i AM within.. the farHeR.. the motHeR.. noW
or whatever the FucKinG metaphor ya wanna uSE..
for the Essesnce of God that lives within you.. either dArk..
oR liGht..
iSreaL NoW..
once again.. remember
Form matters not..
thanks again..
and liGht to yA
with Fearless LovE..
if you can.. if you WiLL.. wiTh GODnoW..:)

Super Fly oF liGht

PS.. Oh yeah.. and a special gift of LiNk
for you.. as remember..over hEar..
iN thE liGht.. tHe Door
iS alWays
aS liGht..mY FRiEnD..:)


Of course.. i AM only
hUman too..
so i cAMe
down with
a little cold today..
so long ago.. i hardly could
remember what feeling a little
ill was before.. the last time a
a bug interrupted my flow of
Creativity enough to skip a week
of Dance in 2014.. as documented
jusT yesterday in a Macro Verse
from then.. so now.. i move to
Macro Verse memories of today..
a little under the weather.. but still
moving in words.. and likely a celebration
sTiLL of that 6000 miles of dance a little
later today too.. hopefully some video plays
to go along with that too.. juSt for the record
yA kNoW and perHaps FeeL foR noW too..

Yeah.. Macro-Verse.. the Yin and Yang of
fire and water.. from two years ago..
recovering sTiLL from my bug
of then.. for the short term
of course as i did the
long hell
term of
66 months
ending in July
of 2013.. starting
in January of 2008..
as nowS go ON wHere
all is heaven and tHere
is no perception of time aT aLL
only Love.. and Joy fulfills the liGht..
of iSREAL Heaven now as Hope GroWs oN isREAL2..
and Yin and Yang of Love and Reason.. of Limbic
Brain and Neo-Cortical Brain of BaLAnCinG hUman
Now iN MoVinG ConNecTinG CreATinG waYs of
heARt expreSsinG SpiRit oF EmoTioNs.. iN
miNd and BoDy BaLanCing waYs noW..
TrUe and liGht increaSinG
miNd and BoDy fuLL
awareness in
laser focus
of Now
as Cognitive
Executive Functioning
increases in Epigenetic
and Neuroplastic change
for RiSinG greAter and GreaTEr
as LoVinG FeaRLess smArt
HuMan BeinGs NOW..
and sure.. don’t
Forget the
bRain.. the
Brain of Reptile
that StIll exists
that even in the dArkest
iN days of limbic and neocortical
mind.. survives at all costs for the
benefit of this GreATest GifT oF
liFE noW.. sure.. some folks
are crippled in ways
of all three
pArtS oF
BRaIns and
sure.. i was too..
for so long.. so long.. dArk..
ago.. back then too.. so trUe2..
but yes.. resurrection.. iSREaL
Resurrection in the dead of liFe..
iS tRUE RiSinG foR LlFe aWay
from Zombie Apocalypse liFE
in ignorance now.. as lifting the
veils of ignorance iN all three bRains
BRinGS a liGht oF ISReaL SpiRit as
of God within
iSREaL noW
TrUE liGht Freedom’S Way..:)

Yin and Yang of fire and water

And this next MacroVerse memory from a year ago..
moves further celebrating the liGht with
a memory of there’s always tomorrow
as truly that is what the dARk of
liFe in all ways reminds me oF
now.. that even when all faith..
hope.. and belief is gone..
there is still the Serpent
Brain that holds on for one
more chance now to BrinG the
rest of hUman PotenTial back.. and
sure.. Gloria Estefan in that named song
of metaphor too.. had a horrible bus accident
and made her way back too.. that seemed very empty
at the emptiest pARt of My life where in my late forties..
i felt like i was as old as a even a HUman isREaL Vampire
could be like the newest Dracula movie.. where the warrior hero
is willing to become the Devil in the sense of FeelinG iN SaVinG
the ones he loved for Love.. and that is the ultimate sacrifice
realizing that Love is inDeed the hiGhest power in
fearless way gifted to hUman bEinGS..
and while iF you thiNk that laying
your life down for your
loved ones is a difficult
price of Love.. iSREAL
NoW..i can and WiLL
tale you personAlly now.. tHere
are somethings worse as living than
death itself.. and sure.. living as devil in
hell on this earthly terRain iSREAL
as such A thing like that for those
who retain tHeir JOB
for however
long it takes to
escape hell and come
back as Hero Angel Archetype
once aGAIn.. and sure that is why
i’M quite fond of the Lucifer show.. as
it highlights the struggles of the Human Archetypes
as expressed in myths and religions same across global
history of human all oF aRT noW.. these struggles are
ISReaL StUFF that trUly Happens in DArk and potenTial
Greater liFE of HUman liGht.. to be cynical of the liGht
or Fearfull of
the dARk.. can
be equAlly limiTinG
iN SeeKinG FinDinG
the KingDoM oF GoD Free
within.. to give and share.. unlimited..
inside.. outside.. above.. so below
and all around now.. yes..
tHeRe’s aLways noW for
change and for what
i kNoW anD FeeL
iT can Get better
beyond belief as the
next NoW GoeS ON..
bottom line.. never
ever.. never give up.. on the nExt noW Now..:)

Rave of dance with GOD


Yes.. my FriEnd.. Zee..
God is dArk and liGht
obviously as one looks to
the niGht sky it’s impossible
to miss that tHeRe can be no liGht
without dArk and no dArk with
no liGht.. and surely..
the DaRk makes
its preSents
kNown in no
unclear terms
of hUman niGht..
but as i like to say..
those who either fear the
dARk or are cynical of the liGht
miss out on half of life.. more and less..
And while.. it’s so important..
to feel and understand
pain.. both for
the pain and
feelings of
for both we and
oThErs.. iF we do not
beComE A liGht for the
challenge of DaRk.. we miss
out on half of lifE aGain as those
who only walk in liGht and can never
understand the dArk of tHeir
fellow human beings..
who fall
fire of any
human imagined
HeLL but for those
who go tHere iSReAL
mY friEnd.. When the Devil
gets of hell.. the Devil WiLL surely
wanna try something new rather than
the dARk that took the Devil tHeRe.. in the
First place my FriEnd.. so may that mountain
of Walls become an Ocean more of shine my
friENd.. may your love Reign.. Rain.. WiTh
Reins so gREat oF sHIne more
thaT yOUr Ocean of
Sunshine more
than the Sun that
gives life as wE and morE..:)


The Super Cool..
somewhat helpful
Free Facebook Positive
ThinKinG/FeeLinG Therapist..
The English
Name test
my FB Profile
and says..

“If you need an
answer you simply
have to pose
the right

And note.. the message
is incorporated with
my night pose
on the big
of Target..
and Facebook
FriEnd Himali Responds..

Awesome !

And i saY in return..

Hi.. my FriEnd.. Himali.. been
thinking about you and
missing you too..
but sure.. life gets busy..
but i will never forget you..
and alWays keep in touch..
someway.. as long as you are
around mY.. FriEnd.. WitH sMiLes..
as you are my aweSome FriEnd.. too..:)

And now i say more in reference to this motto
provided here by the En Name Test thingie
all for free as it encourages the
power of suggestion.. prayer
and belief to folks around
the FB world..
Placebo or
not.. this
power works
as essence
prayer same
or wishes.. or hopes..
and faith/belief aS sAMe..
when i was a small child while
other boys wished for toy trucks
and guns.. i wished for a machine
with a button.. wHere i could get all
my answers to questions i sOught…
Now true.. we have that machine of
soUL juST waiting inside sTiLL to
be reached by uS..
but i cannot
the power of
all SoULs woRkinG
ToGeThEr OnlinE isREAL..
noW in A greATest Unabridged
Bible of God now through hUman
eYes and eARs and FeeLinG heARt..
SpiRiT.. SoUL iN miNd and Body
MoVinG.. CreaTinG ways so much
more alWays noW aS this hUman
new unabridged Bible with no limits
or expectations of BeFore continues
to emerge more as God with we sAMe
and Different so much more with no limits
or expectations of before.. God granted me
two wishes.. to find God within.. and for a machine
that collects all the SensES.. FeeLInGs.. KnoWledge
and hell yes.. even SenNsualiTy as SeXuality oF all
HuMans to express that Free in a pArT of Heaven that
has no sun.. no moon.. no pearly gates oF Golden
Floors.. trUly.. the MoTher Sophia of Wisdom comes
to liGht in what we come to kNow.. FeeL
and SeNSe morE of GoD wHo
SinGS a SonG and DAnCE
of Steps/Words free as more
oF aLL of We
RisE and
Emerge aS
liGht morE noW..
And sure.. all of that
IS A third wish come to FruiTioN noW2..
as tRuE and liGht iSReaL Illuminati noW..
iN Apocalypse.. way oF lifting the veils of ignorance more as We
continue to sPeak and FeeL.. Art and Science noW..
and HeArt wHole..
beCoME liGht oF liFE Now..:)


SMILes.. my FriEnd.. gigoid..
the ignorant.. and the closed minded
will always live as long as human nature
stays true to what it is.. some folks are
born for sitting and caution
and even
extreme fear..
otHers are born for
roving.. and dare
joy.. simply for
the adventure of the journey..
paths come.. paths go.. but human
Nature in all its stagnate and potential
moves or stays StiLL.. Cave or open
Beach.. iN dARk or liGht.. i for
one have no illusions
to change hUman
natuRe for NatuRe
for me AT lEAst.. is
God In aLL dARk and
liGht and ‘tween and
beYond of allthatis..
however.. what i do kNOw..
FeeL is.. been to HeLL and liVe iN
Heaven now.. vacationed in
purgatory in grey
REAL.. too..
and what is
left of the dRAgon
is now furry and warm..
what is leFT of Hell beYond Despair
is aLL Joy BeyONd Heaven too.. tHeRE is
the reaLITy we livE and the ReaLiTy we Make..
sadly.. some folks are stuck in below first gear..
i’LL do Ferrari noW with no fears as Long
as Fearless Love
for i KNow
and FeeL the
oTher Place iS
as iSREAL as this2..
iF i cannot take my own
wife out of a cave of fear..
tHeRe is no cookie cutter solution
mY FriEnd..
Free is without
FEar.. 100% strength
in the moment of now.
no guarantees of
fair or free…
but never
the less
for mE aT lEAst
exists for now.. i’LL share
it.. but nah.. i too.. was once
the horse who could find no water aT ALL..
and once one becomes Love it’s ALL MaGiC iSREaL2..
noW @lEast..
as PS goeS oN2..:)

Biggest WiNks my friEnd.. gigoid..
all my pleaSure..
as alWays thanks
for all you do here
to bring
for what i do..:)


When BoDy and miNd beCoMe onE ForCe
oF Energy one trULy reFlects in liGht
B A L A N C iNG moving.. connecting
AS HiGheR poWer of God..
And suRE.. iN Celebrating
6003 miles of Dance
in this
nExt 705th Macro
Verse to be titLed
6000 Miles of DANCE WALKING! NOW!..
as i have done in milestone increments
of each millennial of Dance StARting
with 2000 MiLes at the first year
Mark of dance in the Summer
of 2014.. i’ve got juST the
SonG that accompanied
all Six Dances as WiLL
bE coMing next in
Facebook Video
and YouTube way
to Celebrate a Dance
for every 1000 miLes
so far.. more than across
the distance of the United States
west and east and east and west.. twice..
sure.. like a modern iSREAL Forrest Gump2..
aS weLL.. it’s been a great journey of so many
public store paths and dance hall ways of martial
arts and ballet-like free style without a lesSon yEt..
but here’s the thing.. the water and the air as huMan
beinG needs no LesSonS but the greAter poWer and Force
oF God within.. in inNate.. inNSinCt and INuitive way.. no
different reAlly than the Holy SpiRit of hUman bEinG
inside me.. Now that travels noW wiTh no distance..
space or time.. in GoD’s noW.. at ease.. at FloW iN
ZonE of never ending never landing story
alWays FlYing hiGher and higher now..
as Boston says too.. mY hiGher poWEr
come to Fruition as God iN i for FReED..
iN DancE and SonG oF Y i sEt Free foR noW..
tHere is no experience like flYing on
terrestrial Earth.. sure.. anyone
can charter a boat for the
sea.. ride a wave of
surf on board too..
but to traverse
land in
Nike Shox
sHoEs for
mE.. truLy as
oF Feat iN Feet for mE..
IS A Butterfly.. a Phoenix.
no longer sinKing to ashes or
trapped in caves of cocoon now..
i rise.. i rise as A HiGHeR poWer oF
God as F Y i.. once AgaIN.. iSREAL..:)

The EN Name Test Thingie oN FB says
in Profile Analysis that my Life Quote
is.. “I don’t regret my past, I just
regret the time I spent with the
Wrong People”.. and then i say..

NaH.. EN NaMe Test thingie..
i regret n0thing.. including
no one who has crossed
paths with me in life.. as all oF iT and tHey..
iS whAt makes A miracle of mY liFE TrUE liGht
but anyWay
Thanks for thaT tRuLy
cool graphic you did iN
maKing me noW part of thE
Harvest oF FiEld foR Now..;)

Facebook Benny
Friend and FriEnd
from College days2..
responds to one
of the Facebook
Shares of Celebrating
6000 MILes of Dance Walk now..

Hey, I notice you are circling counterclockwise the majority of the time.
My sensei would suggest you circle clockwise as well so you
can balance yourself both ways. Keep on trucking!!..
Dollar Sign Emoticon.

And i say
in explaining respond..

i do with control.. But in this flow
IS A right brain left path way of intuition
and interpretive mind and body balance..
At the gym more.. often i go a right
path and control where i am
aiming at objects by
decision rather than

And then Benny says..

Myself, I can’t circle like that due to my vertigo.
I would be crashing into everything, lol

And finAlly i say..

Yeah.. i can relate to that too..
As when my Dysautonomia was so bad..
i was constantly faint.. Driving in a car
made me horribly dizzy.. But as ‘they’ said..
All along the way.. i was always a little dizzy.. Hehe2..;)


Well.. Taylor S.. although i must
admit.. as i date my self
fully here..
my first thought
was Taylor from
the Planet of the Apes..
hehe.. yeah.. the Twins
from the Club.. aren’t they
just two Angels in disguise..
and hey..
it brings me
great pleasure
that we have the
same taste in women..
friend Shawna baby.. i mean
Jesus F. in Christ.. if this was
the Beatles 60’s and Woodstock
and we were both single and everything
we could do a three some thing..
hehe.. of course
when i wasn’t almost
old enough to be your
father hehe.. by 13 years
your Senior as i clearly remember
you have my Mom’s birthday.. ewwww..
that word doesn’t quite fit in this flow
that is still coming as every time you
come around it is truly an online
play date2.. hehex2..
what else..
oh yeah.. Shawna
Baby.. thanks for the nice
comment of support on De’s
site the other day.. i’m more strange
than genius and that’s the way i like it
aHa!.. and oh.. those last two prompts on
dVerse are so inspiring.. the Katzen whatever
her name is.. Haibun thingie too that i make Fredbun
and Fredku.. that i started off with in this new 705th
MacroVerse Flow celebrating 6000 miles of dance walking
accomplished this week.. and oh yes.. i’ve already checked
out the links to your three blogs temporary in cyberspace and
haha!.. as you know and feel and read.. reading one of my
entire blog posts at around 15k words average is the equivalent
of an entire year’s posts @once a week.. meeting the limits of Katzen
whatever her name is of no more than 200
words per poem.. hehe.. until
i left the linking thingie..
and they could
relax the
my long
thing had
been exorcized from
the place.. haha.. it’s all
in good fun ya know.. and made
an excellent additional story line then
for my ocean poem flow… getting kicked
off the poetry world like a Whitman and such
as that as history shows goes with the stranger
and stranger of we as years of freedom and looser
rules on censorship becomes a new age rule of greater
Free Verse life in all the ways that comes.. well anyWay..
tit for tat as they say.. you don’t come that often or maybe you
do and i just don’t see you do it.. hehe.. so i am coming over to
your three blogs to read them from back to front.. as then we might
be even.. if you finish all the words on this one.. just one time hehex3..
i cannot pass up a Shawna play date.. whenever she comes.. and oh
God.. oh God yes.. i hope no one has a dirty mind when i talk poetry to you
too… and what else.. yeah.. i think i’LL do all of dVerse after i do all of you..;)


Isn’t technology great.. put a song
in.. the Google Wash get the lyrics and
finish it in less
than 10 seconds..
getting the deeper
meanings for folks
who see that way.. fuel
for the fire.. Ani DiFranco
hits on the study that says the
Average American now has about
the literal attention span of a Gold Fish..
however.. we visit more places than the Aquarium..
hehe.. at least virtually
these days.. and
deep.. sadly.. i find not..
and songs.. all about base
instincts of adrenaline and
seXuaLiTy.. music these days
it seems.. as escape from
hum drum machine cognition
life like the check-out line
of Walmart
scanning one
by one by one
by more soulless
lives without fuel
for fire coming through
worry more.. filling up
Garages more
boo wHo..
not me..
i dance instead
hehe.. oKay.. and
i Love the Songs of
the 70’s more.. and
in yoUR whole poem
i was imagining you lusting
after my wife in her tattoo and cat pose..
sure.. i could give you
other links to
her butt
kill me..
i wanna live..
i will
to do
Free noW..Shawna Baby.. Kool..;)

Hmm.. Shawna.. baby..
for some reaSon/
F e e L i N G..
i am seeing
to Loving
one’s children
years later as innocence
here.. and that is
quiet a challenge
my FriEnd.. Loud..
that has no equal..:)

i seriously have
to get out and
watch TV more..
so much
i miss
oF art
tHeRE too..
man.. i mean woman..
tHeRe is so much inspiRaTiOn
of Art
days iN
all the ways
that comes bEyOnd
A to Z oF lesSon plaNs too..:)


A step up
for morE liGht2..:)

from the
witH thE Stars..
for the heARt..
the spiRit.. the
soUL BaLanCinG
as miNd and BoDy..
hEart.. is
the i
As fire is fueLed..
And we are A StAR for FRee..
BiG BanG
Multi-Verses more!..!..!..:)

Haha!.. are
you mesSinG
with my
head as
the Songs
and Months
are changing now..
and my wife always
talks about Twitch
off of Ellen
being a
so i get
to see for real..
so it was meant to be..
anywayS.. oNe blog
down.. two more to go..;)

Haha! you are
an adult
rated blog
to show some thin..
i went down
on this
and now
i’ll go back
up to
the bra thingy second..
and that reminds me of
first love days.. where ‘they’
maKe pet names for the pARts of the body too..
like mediocre so and so and little so and so.. 2..;)

But first.. i must be
the first to comment
on your adult link blog..
as no one
has been
to do that
on mine first..
so i’ll go first.. heHe..
anyway thanks for showing
too.. all
thin and such..
and i was guessing
perhaps some breasts..
FF or

Oh.. by the way..
if this isn’t Shawna’s
Blog.. this is like.. totally
an error of mine..
but Shawna
Baby is
the only
one funny
enough i know..
who would show
absolutely no
to do just that..
and also
helpful wellness information too..
on how
to gain
and if you did
this in pARt to
make me laugh..
Mission F in accomplished.. for iSREAL..
okay.. now
back up
to the
and bra thingie..;)

Okay back to this..
one and you are
getting faster
than me..
as i swear
i remember
the deal about
bras.. and as science
shows now.. wearing
bras teaches
the tits
as perky
as they would
without tit catchers..
and i am talking about birds..;)

i can dig deeper..
i cry
and DancE too..;)

This reminds
me.. you know the
wife and all.. seriously..
she watches TV with that
yellow cat in
her lap
and still
ends the
day with
a six pack..
and Jesus F. in Christ..
i dance walk literally 166.66 miles
(with rarely a ripple ‘tween)..
a month.. but perhaps
the secret to
her success
is all the
she does
i dance..
hehe.. but
still a six pack
with no crunches
that shit ain’t fair..
but hey.. it’s
and Pacific Islander
advantage in struggle
for survival and the fit
to reproduce..
sorry.. i cannot
a lie..
but perhaps
i should have just
said the trick for reproductive success!..:)

Okay.. now i know/FeeL..
i wasn’t seeing
burn the
bra to keep
the birds perky..;)

See what happened is
i went to Bell
curve first..
to see the
burn the bra
i saw before..
and ended
up here
panties.. got a secret
for you Shawna baby..
when i go to the bar at
night.. and sometimes a very
Curvy African American Girl
with you know
is wiggling
toward me..
something inside
of me wants to wiggle
back.. but i hold it back..
in its place.. hmm.. thin
is not what its all cracked
out to be.. ‘real men’ LOVE CURVES..
but if i was a girl with curves.. sure..
i might
go for
a thin
juST for Fun..;)

Okay.. this
finishes 2
blogs now
to your third..;)

OH shit.. you went easy
on me on those first
two.. there’s thirty
five liNks on this
one.. and
see how
long it takes
for me to consume
them all starting
9:51 am
and oh
by the way
i AM
in a way
and that’s
kind of a secret
and a made up thing
come to fruition too..
of mind
and creativity..;)

HAhA.. you
called Al..
the Yankster..
if my wife hears
that i swear she’ll
probably call
me that
me a man whore..
just for
fun of
the sheets..
of creativity more..;)

Utilizing my quick
lyrics references..
this reminds me of
Nights in White
Satin by the
Moody Blues
imagining it as
a coffin laced as such
never ending when i was
in the dead zone..
and an
of feathered
sex.. (reminds
me.. must go
to dVerse next)..
and do some
stuff tHeRE too..;)

A thousand
years.. i know
this one by
heARt.. no
and interestingly
when the other song said
Perry.. i was thinking about
the meaning for that as Rock..
in name defs and how
that goes with
Pure for Christina
a form of Katie
too.. and
Perry too..
that is also
a form of
when everything
in life has meaning and
purpose.. all is holy and
sacred and heaven comes now..
but wait..! your husband
is a Baptist
i’m sure
heRe enough
of that in Sunday
School.. and imagining
Shawna teaching Sunday
school.. seems kinda fun now..
but you
are too
your own
childrens to do that..
but maybe in a thousand years.. hehe..;)

Oh man/Shawna/baby.. this song
is gonna
in my
head for
the rest
of the
give up..
it won’t give up..
Jason Mraz with
i won’t give up..
but wait!..
i think
that is a different
song but it matters
not.. the ear bug has
already taken oldie..;)

This is what i cAme
for.. serIOUuSly..
this is
i came
for.. with or
without Conor
and Sam
and Calvin
and Rihanna..
this is what i came
for.. and man.. i mean
Shawna baby.. tHeRe is
so much Esoteric meaning
and ‘Quantum’ meaning too.. in
that official video too.. with the
cube.. as both with Occult and Roger
Penrose science meaning theories..
of the entire Universe
as a Hologram
a geometric
kinda cube..
that is inherently intelligent as such..
in a way that humans cannot even touch..
of course..
i mean duh..
‘they’ determined
that eons and aeons
all was
sAid and
dONe then
for now too..
like A
box of
who dances across
the U.S twice in
it too..
my Cube
i AM just
a RAving on here2..
like in that official video
too.. wHere we create our lives
as we go.. out of restraints of
mechanical cognition back into
dreAm time flow of our ancestors
rain dances
and being
one with
and naked
around the
fire.. where an
individual can get
coordinated enough
to do the FucKinG WiLD thing
while dancing hehe.. where
all semen and stuff like that
is holy
and sacred
too.. whether
they are sailors or not..
in case you thought i said
in deed
i do
kinda like
an extended
version of that
big bang always
now cube too.. forest
or desert.. we create as life
cave or beach.. i’ll be beach..
are you getting a miNd
orgasm yET..
i AM
as seX
last nearly LonG..
enough for me..
for that
matter beyond
matter of fAct..;)

i AM
so into
you Shawna
B A B Y..
in a cyber space
bRain kinda way..
Ariana aint’ nearly
complicated enough
a way
for a Brain
orgasm for me..;)

of Cool for the
Summer.. i Am
such a frigging Lesbian
trapped in a 233 LB
and yeah..
i kNow/FeeL you are
kinda like A someWhAT..
complement of that
too.. hehe.. in even a
more interesting way than
me.. as i can’t imagine any
thing more
than a Woman’s
Paradise.. of course..
that is like the sexiest song
ever.. but seriously.. it’s like one
of the hardest things ever to find
girl friends for real Lesbian girls.. of course..
and male
really get
the best of
Paradise true..
but i do feel for
all Lesbians too.. as
everyone needs someone
to love.. as love is unconditional
and fuzzy
and warm
as life goeS on..
okay.. i’m moving
towards sentimental
70’s songs again..
D A N C Ewords..
as Shawna IS A
only poet i can
do this with..
so back..
as the
go on..
while it
can and will
and does for go! go! go!..
a go
Rave Poetry..
a new form..
of Free Association
Grey Poohpom PoETry
me and Shawna
juST invented.. but
as alWays.. someone else
probably did it first..
and FucKinG ownS iT..
is alWays FuN..
Free.. no matter wUT..;)

SerIOUsly.. Fearless
and Confident is like
the best thing ever.. and
you kNow and FeeL.. it is so
dAm nice cOMing here and
kNoWing it ain’t possible
to get you
my creativity
says.. as dAm
i AM
and i stripped
it all the way down
to F in Earn it iSREAL2..;)

Focus.. hell yes..
Focus.. and Ariana
she is a little sexy
bullet ain’t she..
but still
when the
T and A
at the Rave
is all over the
place shaking its
wild thing in front
of your face.. and you
still fly like a winged Angel
in the
T and
A lust
seriously it’s like
the Buddhist folks say
expose yourself to temptation
all over the place.. gain amazing
self control.. and FucKinG Focus
no matter
how much
giggling and
shaking T and
A super fly comes
your way.. and it’s like
now.. i go to the gym.. and
all the yoga pants don’t even
phase me..
the sheets of FoCus..;)

PerUsing this song list..
i am finding a lot
of lust
in these
songs as i
go.. S in Jessie
J and Ariana and
Nickie Minja a trio..
goes heRe.. it’s all about
the good girl loSing her wings
back to
of understanding
there is no guilt in
being human being full..
wHere lust and Love Balances..
to make Productivity and Creativty
iN Zone
as Heaven now..:)

ps.. i just checked
in with the wife
to see if
i ate
and sure enough
it is still sitting tHeRE..
but i ain’t leaving ’till
i finish this

i’M down
to worth it..
just checked
back up here
to say
hi and
to the
songs i go..
Shawna Baby..;)

Fifth harmony is so worth
it.. Love an all
reaAsons hehe..

this Limp
song reminds
me why.. even if
i was a woman
i would
and more
hmm.. i’m so
glad i’m a man
who loves girls..
more than
the moist
ugh huh..:)

This Fiona girl’s
eYes.. make
me wanna
a big
bear hug
of hairy love..
like the Teddy she never
and seriously
too.. Shawna Baby.. she
really needs a hug.. so tight..:)

In the GAF General
Adult Functioning
Assessment used
iN Psychiatry..
A suicidal
state of mind/heARt..
no matter what Socio-
Economic.. Love.. or
Health status..
one down
to the lowest
scale of functioning..
and it really shows.. that
it’s not the money.. or the status..
or the looks.. but the health and
well being that counts
in life..
in hOlding
hands wArm
inStead of cold..
everyone needs a
fREE school of love and A
exercise of the ART/Love muscle..
so much more than dRained
braiN of comfort
in worries
moRe hEArt
and less science
of worry liFe.. a goal
to meet.. and a hard
one at that..
of course..
in a society
gone sane
from a sitting
state of school..
to a scream behind
a screen.. wHere only
and steps
out with a box oF art..
with no wAlls
to fuel a SoUL..
hmm.. that
Song by Perri
coming to feeling now2..
Of Love..
seT uS Free..:)

Yeah.. T’s all about
loving what yA
already have..
i’ve heard stories
of girls who are so pretty
at the bar.. who never feel they
are enough.. sure.. it’s a well known
issue.. but that doesn’t make it any
less sad when one hears the stories..
make me
happy just
for being weed..
no smoke necessary..
just weed me to the fields of free..
meadows of happy briars..
yeah.. i used
to keep
the bricks
in line
oh so
neat and
tidy.. until i threw
them all into A chaos
of space and found a tapestry
of beauty
as the
SinGS free froM
thE FucKinG clothes
of cultural hell that
to nihl..walls
of PriSon hoLd..
and Walmart
Garbage Garages..
that seek perfection
iN A Zombie..Robot..
dumP of closEd iM soUL..:)

So.. so true.. the lies
we tale our
loved ones
to make
the bones
of our soul..:)

So much pain
iN A world
when some
of us..
a fire
like monkeys
do in the Zoo
when the clothed
humans invade
of flesh
and blood comfort..:)

Just A tattoo..
on the back
of A
as it IS A
message mostly

“I just wanted to eat whole,
with a side of cucumber salad,
if you know what I mean”

Hmm.. i love
you are
sTiLL hilarious

That AZ lyrics
thingie really
comes in handy..
i am getting
so much
by doing this..
as the Google YouTube
Algorithm alone.. usually
only serves up stuff we
already like..
and hmm..
me feel
so lucky
that for
so many
years.. mostly
my wife and i only
play argue..
at least
i do..
as life is too
short not to love
if one
can.. of course
take the strife light too..
it’s really hard to make me
even if
i look mad..
it’s almost
always an act..
too much to be happy
about.. out of literal hell i guess..
eYeS of bliss..
no matter what
winds look like on
through hard

i can already
spoon hugs at night..
but sure he could
be a
inside too..;)

Hmm.. unless
i missed it..
i haven’t
you actually
try this out
Face.. i’LL
remember this
one if and when you do..;)

Seriously.. i cannot
remember you
the first
of anything..
you always seem
so 60’s floWordy

Yeah.. that’s a Moon
rise or set in pastel
oF light
that i will
not easily
rise or sink too…:)

ahmm.. the plight again
of the modern girl.. man.. Shawna baby..
my Grandmother wore pants and
sold parts at the auto parts
store during world
War II..
i don’t think
she ever gave
a fuck about how
she looked but she
picked cotton first in
the fields.. for years raising
her sisters. hot sun.. breasts
only for sweat.. crooked back..
brown soiLed nails..
and man
hands in
older age
from getting
so strong as
women can too..
and hehe.. even
so-called domesticated
men could today.. if they
picked some cotton too..
ugly is the
most beautiful
pARt of
as beautiful..
and nah.. my grandmother
wasn’t ugly.. she just didn’t
give a FucK if she was pretty..
we need more examples like that..
sell magazines
with a quick jack
off of mind
to sell
a product..:)

Oh God.. this is no lie..
i was so far without a concept
of self outside of working
for the government for
almost 25 years..
when i could
no longer
i looked
up my name
on the Internet
to see if i existed..
hmm.. now that i dance
everywhere i go.. in public..
they know
my name
of Strange
again.. Cheers
to FucKinG
Feel each
other’s beat..:)

“Talk to me now..
Make me stay..
She says..

Pure unadulterated
Synchronicity creativity
in titles
too.. for
proper attribution
of course too.. Humans
are meaning and purpose machines..
no Art when fully humming.. Bees..
of Creativity.. with ImAginATion
set so Free..
we fill in the
and CREaTivity.. but
the sad trUth is.. for
non-visual thiNkers
this can be very difficult for
them to do.. even recognizing
family member’s faces.. believing
in a God with no way to interpret
the signs of God that so
many folks
so freely
as a tapestry
iN synchronicity
of God’s reaLiTy
that most of us are
equipped to see deeper
than with eYes and ears alone..
some folks aren’t.. and surely one
can tale.. just
by the literal
way they
write and
talk and even
move.. without
the substance
from the
paint of God..
i wish there were a way
to spark them back to
the etheReal of
God’s World
Canvas wHOler..
i have hope.. noW..
faith and belief
tHere is.. but the
i can
and WiLL
and some
folks can’t
and don’t as
trUly they kNow
and FeeL noT what i do..
and of course otHeRs.. too..
Cognitive Empathy
along with
the road
to understanding..
tolerance and acceptance
of what one miGht
see as
blessed too..
to BrinG them uP…
iF aT
aLL possible
in depth
of MiNdFuL
AwAreness more..
with boDy too.. of course..:)

Brad Pitt
i understand
it’ll never last
but yes..
those lips..
so succulent
and rich.. hmm..
juniper jones jolie..
and Google tales me
that has absolutely nothing
to do with Angelina Jolie..
lips.. those
succulent lips..
a Flowers Breeze
to come through of course..
and that is a rather delicious name2..
that you
uP.. hehe..
for the next lifetime too..

This reminds me..
you know and feel..
i never get tired of
my wife.. seriously
gets old..
and that touch
beneath the beauty
is so wonderful and
warm.. so kitty purr true..:)

I think i finally
saw the piNk
or the
as it iS
and were…
as Goddess Isis goes too… hehe…;)

Just a thOught bEfore
i swim on.. teacher..
do i get
credit for
two comments..
per Song

Just to prove
i’m not cheating..
sleep paralysis
so does
life in
dead zone way..
but AZ lyrics

you’re exhausting..
as SonGs
and DancEs..
speediE on…;)

Ugh.. oh.. reverse
illuminati with
the upside
and or pyramid..
but it don’t matter
as Golden Spiral Phi
comes up or down
in Ocean
view teRrains..
upon a Sea of Rock..
as Love is written in the pyramid
Triangles too..
as liFE and Existence
in Parallel
fun oF noW
UniVerse moRe..;)

Just dOUble
checked A to
Z.. to see iF
Ophelia, drOwned-in clouds
oF white pink rose
petals.. oF seNsuous
lips and laced
dress is a
a skirt..
of flowRed
beauty pOuting
for love as heArt beAt tOuch..:)

Okay.. this rounds out three at 12 noon..
high wHere breaKfast beComes
Lunch or bRunch..
and sand and sun
dance comes neXt..
all naked of course
with as usual more
information than
you need.. heHE..
and for my tastes
i enjoy
more than
socks.. as naked
toes with pose like
thaT IS A siGn for more to coMe..
Shawna baby.. love ya doll fAce..
and when ever you come.. neXt..
as usual
i’LL be bacK..
you can count
on me.. hehe.. and
now if i can find a Song
Long enough to accompany
all of this..
as oNe
and liGht..
for the heavy
and fun of deep
and laughs of all that is.. now..
tHis.. but most oF aLL i’m LooKinG
forward to see all of what juST came
in FloW
iN ZonE..
oF one
oF Macro-Verse wHole..
RoWinG Ocean PoeM WhOle LongEr2..;)

And that’s like..
totally delicious..
the Google Alogrithm
Hall Monitor just made
me do a captcha to prove
i’M human
doing this
35 times long
on one blog..
cRap.. doesn’t
an algorithm KNoW/FeeL..
that Human Altruism exists..
not likely
that much
these days anymore..
as i say.. see ya later.. finAlly
now more later.. Shawna Babe..;)

My PleaSure.. Shawna Baby and
Micro-Soft Word
4,370 words
as i put almost
a third of
a Macro-Verse
on you today..
for 3 hOurs..
allWays nice to
see you.. FriEnd.. Shawna..
Haha.. when you said you’d
be by in a bit to read the
to you
in reAms
oF all that is..:)


Okay.. quick break here..
and more on Facebook
Provided Macro-Verse
Memories from years
ago to date.. noW
staRting here..
with.. then
3 years ago.. Now..

Back to the Future Freddy..Rainman and Sunshine…

As an eclectic Flow of Art staRts coMing
more in words.. photos.. and music videos
more.. truly tHeRE is no easy way to get better
aT aRT except for practice of creativity..
and that doesn’t come the
way science
does in
study.. Free Association
is key.. to increasing Creativity..
and that means.. not everything one
practices may meet the grade of
symphony.. and it bears
reminding that all
of existence
is tapestry
of ARt..
as the
dARK ParTs
color sHades of
more to come in floWers
not seen or fElT bEfoRe..
and here.. a hint of what will
eventually come in January
of 2014.. in my first foray into
male new age straight renaissance
nude art.. not only for art but for sharing
and giving of what we are core of BeinG too..
for survival of course.. at base is lust of all
our creativity and productivity as science
shows too.. and nah.. i didn’t start out
Dance.. or taKinG photos.. or wriTinG
poEetry or doing nude life in general
free verse.. at best of anything out of anyone
then.. and i still don’t do the competition game..
as the only one i have to please is the God who
lives within me.. free.. to pleasure life as Art more
without restraint of those who would chain God unhappy
within us without a bird to escape the chains of thousands of
years ago.. where no air can reach our sKin of free floW liFE away from
border lies.. walls.. folks build walls.. otHerS give and shARe aLL.. Love
is all that is.. when one becomes Love is all that is bottom line.. Freedom
and Love as Fearless
SaME as BeinG noW fuLLy
aliVe and Free
Be aLive..
as all of star
dust existence
strives to be and
we with gloWinG cheeks
of red.. as blood flows from
top to bottom.. we and all the ‘tween..
So sure.. perHaps in the Nursing home one day
God Forbid if i make it to that place.. i’d rather be
free like my Father and live fully until i die..
but anyWay.. in my mid 50’s.. i can
say and still see/feel how far
i came with 100% Hope
Faith and Belief from
a Dead Zone
fo 66 months
from January
of 2008 through
July end,, near 22nd of 2013..
and then i can go to January and
see how far i went from naked free in 2014..
at stArt.. in a blog titled Free Lance Stripping
that was a satirical name.. that i changed to Free
Verse Nude Poetry.. and set to private as Google
was recommending then and was to enforce in January
of 2015.. they changed their mind and let freedom ring liGht
still naked and trUe.. in public give and share of the greATest
art of Michelangelo and all the greats of God’s greATest form now
of Temple of God in God’s Nature within us as naked free form as
WELL unchained
as we
no shame..
in how we are
born as long as we live
in a culture that makes it
legal.. and fit as ARt..
it is art..
is no
in any human
function or pARt of skIN..
And i’ve come a long way in
that art from age 53 to 56 as
the record clearly shows.. sometimes
buff.. sometimes a little on the heavy side..
but alWays free as we can be as God makes us Nature FREE..:)

Back to the Future Freddy..Rainman and Sunshine…

NaturAlly difficult am i..
a shorter Macro-Verse from
two years ago.. but
still well worth
it to see some
candid Love
photos of our
Big Grey Cat Moby..
as maKing a Truman Show
of LiFe in Blog way has many
Love Memory advantages to reminisce
each year with Facebook Memories along the
way.. juST imagine if someone did this tHeir entire liFe..
sure.. it’s happening with blogs now as we speak in many
forms of art.. they come in.. as difficult as me.. hmm..
not likely but theiRS
for hUman
BeinGS to gRoW
MorE as folks take fuller
advantage of both tHeir
innate human potential and
what technology adds in potential
of BeinG hUman as well as tool.. instead
of weapons of
per se.. as
LoVE oF lIFe..
for mE noW..:)

Naturally difficult am i

Fountain of Youth ROARS

Fountain of Youth ROARS

WeLL.. a photo journey of a family
trip to Ponce De Leon Springs
here and if tHeiR is any
fountain of youth
to roar
it is associated
with the wife.. Katrina’s
Bikini of course.. and yes,,
Shawna babe.. if you come this
far in the future soon.. this is the all
G-Rated butt of Katrina for sure..
as great
as butts
come as
you surely say.. heheR2..;)

Yeah.. as the beginning
photo clearly
one hell
of a Wishbone
to break.. yeah..;)


“Everything is simpler than you think
and at the same time more complex than you imagine.”

~~ Goethe ~~

RuleS OF
ExistS in less
A gRain oF SanD
And moRe beYond
ASUniVerse ‘RouNd..:)

“I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little death that brings total oblivion.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me
and turn my inner eye to follow its path.
When the fear is gone, there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.”

~~ The Litany Against Fear ~~

~~ Frank Herbert, “Dune”, 1965 ~~

Fear is
a stress
that kills..
Stress that heals
all change is stress..
All Love iS Great..
for those
A stress
oF Fear..:)

He that feareth is a slave, were he never so rich, were he never so
powerful. But he that is without fear is king of all the world.”

~~ E. R. Eddison, The Worm Ouroboros ~~

Says A Fearless
dude/tte to
A Trumper
and A HiLL
Ary.. aFraid
of only
flesh and blood alive…
To walk naked noW and
WHoLe.. iS to bE A LioN FReED..
oN CouRSe noW..:)

“Because the name is the thing, and the truename is the true thing.
To speak the name is to control the thing.”

~~ Mr. Underhill, The Rule of Names, Ursula K. Le Guin, 1964 ~~

As alWays..
Essence rules
form and tools

“All things are to be examined and called into question.
There are no limits set on thought.”

~~ Rational Bee ~~

rules without

“Down in their hearts, wise men know this truth:
the only way to help yourself is to help others.”

~~ Elbert Hubbard ~~

Yes.. A hUman
aWay from
written language..
collective intelligence..
and complex cultures with
less than 150 to 200 sets oF
eYes wHere naked hUman
NaTure.. once aGain rules tools..noW..
wiTh ShArinG and GiVinG foRAge LiFe..:)

“The best helping hand that you will ever receive
is the one at the end of your own arm.”

~~ Fred Dehner ~~

As mY FriEnd RAfiah..
Once said.. give
A paT
oN thE bacK..:)

“And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet
and the winds long to play with your hair.”

~~ Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet ~~

Let the air breathe you..
the wind fly you..
the water drink you..
and the River
Ocean wHOle
Paradise oF LiVinG
with no regard to pre-planned
existence now.. FReED @lEast

“Too much of a good thing is WONDERFUL.”

~~ Mae West ~~

Someone nearly
every week tales
me i am too high
and or happy..
i’LL get even hiGher..
happier and FReED..
iN fAct i’LL juST do ThaT noW..:)


Life is a full plate of Breakfast Club..
sadly.. some folks.. choose
and adhere to rigid
roles assigned
by culture
touch the
other Breakfast Foods of life..
the Jock.. the Rebel Bad Boy..
the Outcast who does not belong
anywhere.. the Princess with model looks..
and sure.. the Introvert nerd with a Book and Straight A’s..
and sure in some ways all of these
exist in wE.. the desire
to excel.. to compete
in tribal instinct..
giving up..
in books..
and rebelling
’cause you are sick
and tired of how life life
works.. in your life.. at least..
and all of what can separate and
stratify folks into social cliques for support
of the fire.. desire.. or dark for the
day that comes next..
or even
fearless love
to love it all for only the
sake of being Love.. hmm…
there usually are no peacemakers
in detention.. as diplomacy is most often their
forte.. and sure.. in my case.. i was
most definitely the bookish
nerd in school.. the
perfectionist who
wanted the
social roles too..
just to taste life.. just to
escape fear and anxiety
just to escape the
box of what
i expected
of myself
too much.. as restriction
to be all of what society expected me
to be.. and sure the paternal side expected more
of a young man with three college degrees than to work
at a Bowling Center.. but no matter Love.. or Intellect.. without
a fearless ability to calmly interact with others with success… in
moving.. connecting.. and creating ways.. it’s not so hard to see why
the bookish nerd in the Breakfast Club was willing to end it all after earning
a bad grade or two.. as he had all his eggs to hatch in one basket without the
affordance of one egg going bad out of the whole to spoil his entire FucKinG liFe..
Perfectionist thinking was my downfall in life.. but sure that most always comes
from anxiety and the fear of not being in control of one’s life.. and
just FucKinG letting go.. as some folks can
do.. to breeze through
life without
too many
scare the
joy out of breathe..
breathe.. breathe joy..
dance.. sing.. to FucK with
limits and expectations and worry
over failure.. or why folks FucKinG think
and feel about how you express yourself
originally.. is.. why i dance.. is the adventure that
says.. i will move and yes speak.. a different way
in ways of art i feel and sense.. without a FucKinG rule of School..
and nah.. i cannot speak for anyone else.. nah.. i cannot feel and
sense for anyone else.. as there are many different foods and
drinks on the Breakfast Plate of life.. that i have not
tasted and neither have you.. as of course
each human is a Multi-Universe of
Breakfast food.. with yes
similarities but
no one
else has gone
of course.. WRite on..
Dance and Sing way..
or no Sing and Dance @ALL..
anyway.. as my wife says.. there
is no role that fits me now.. i exceed
all the roles and other human archetypes
she has seen on TV.. and Real LifE too..
and that’s okay.. as if nothing else
i will not be erased from life again..
as the one who
said yes
to all
that others
expected of me..
a horrible limit of
life that is.. a self
imposed detention
of human Freedom..:)


So.. it was Monday Night..
and i dance up to the nice
Pacific Islander Gym Attendant.. Vida..
and also Step-Daughter of one of the long
term Bowling Center patrons of decades i knew
since ’84.. yeah.. the year the Breakfast Club played
first and we had the newest thing in Bowling Alley’s funded
by the Military to support the fighters.. as a VHS
player attached to all the
computer screens over
the lanes.. and by the
way.. the only
reason i got hired
is.. i had a computer class
in college and the monkey wrenches
of the Bowling World were hands on
wrenches visual spatial folks where
the left brain analytical
was not
their forte..
anyway.. we played
the Breakfast club on all
the screens for the patrons.. and
oh God.. i’ve seen that movie way too
many times as somewhat of an icon
fixed in my brain.. so anyway.. i dance
up to Vida and say in generalized terms..
you know there are two ways of life..
however i did not tale her one
is common and one
is fairly rare..
as to
not make
the answer seem so
hard to get one from her..
and she says the most common
one that is yes.. right and wrong and
then i go on to say.. nah.. there are few
moral absolutes.. cross culturally.. easy to see
for one who studies social science and anthropology
and they are the taboos of sexually abusing children and
incest of course.. and i went further to say.. when Innate human
nature is repressed as in the case of countries where men and women
are not allowed to touch.. other than family members until marriage age..
the results can be as horrific in perversion away from human nature
as Arabian physician clinical studies that suggest 60 to 80 percent
of little girls from age 3 to 6 in homes are sexually abused
by either a close family member that ironically
society allows a member of the opposite
sex to touch.. or an intimate
family friend
of the
as such..
so i say nah.. what
i came to say.. is.. there are
the spectators of life.. and they
are minion.. and then there are the
ones who act.. produce.. and direct their
own plays of life that others most often follow..
and i say then.. but you know Vida.. things are
perhaps changing a little for the better through artful
creative leaning social media outlets where folks become
individuals instead of more as the group think of the spectators
of what other folks do in tribal leaning and following ways.. you know..
like folks who sit and watch sports instead of getting out to act and
produce and direct their own game of life too.. and nah.. it’s
no wonder it’s rare.. as rarely is someone out
in the wild supported by going their
own way.. unless their own
way is copied
of course
no one will
copy me.. as not even
i copy me.. i act and produce
and direct my play by heARt.. and
heARt continuously feels and senses different..
somedays i move to the left.. and some days i move
to the wRite.. yes in both steps and words.. but all days
i wRite and MoVe and Speak a little different
as that is what Nature does..
every free action
and consequence
of Nature.. IS A free Dance
and Song that has no script
set in stone.. it doesn’t take a rocket
scientist to figure that out.. who spends their
time replicating observable phenomenon.. all
it takes is to watch a feather float through the air
at least resistance and most movement to winds of change..
iN Dance And Song oF Multi-UniVersal liFe.. and nah.. i ain’t
gonna make it back to dVerse for any of their regularly scheduled
poetry prompts.. for this Dance Song.. now at 9:11 am on the Equinox
day.. Shawna.. was the free dance and song of poetry that was so fitting
for this 6000 mile celebration of free verse dance everywhere i have gone
in public now for three years.. off the cuff of the traveled path..
on the Wing
of God
iN mE.. i DancE
and SinG.. A Feather Speaks..
in Forrest Gump talk @lEASt..;)

Yeah.. and poetry concrete
heads.. yA can call that a
Giant Fredbun.. with the last
three lines as Fredku.. to replace
your Oriental Haibun and Haiku..
FucKing American Style.. Native
as such in
as sure.. i aM2
hUman and i2
can SinG tribal too..
as any free moNkey..
can and STiLL WilL do..;)


To once again..
become an Instrument
of Art and Love.. for the
Nature oF God as wE..
A Device
instead of strife..
Lord kNows.. by the time i
ended 32 years or so of work..
including 25 years of Federal
Government Service.. and
before that it was.. yes..
Archaeology Research
Associate.. Book Store
Stocking Clerk.. and
Janitor for
6 long
years in combo
with the other two
part time jobs for a
short stint too.. during
6 years of College supporting
a diet that consisted of Peanut
Butter Sandwiches to afford school
for that long and the three college
degrees of Social Sciences Interdisciplinary..
Health Science and Anthropology as preparation
for a much longer trial and error study of the human
condition starting at a Military Bowling Center for almost
two decades.. ending as Manager there.. Administrative
Support Assistant for a Captain of the NAS Pensacola
Navy Station for three months during reductions
and reassignments of Force.. and
back to Community Activities
Director and finally
Director thaT
i retired early
after 25 years
of service with
a synergy of 19 medical
disorders life threatening
as such in total.. particularly
the suicide disease.. type two
Trigeminal Neuralgia.. from wake
to sleep.. losing effective use of my
eyesight and hearing for 66 months with
this dentist drill-like pain with no novocain
for what science assesses as a pain worse now
than crucifixion.. yes.. the worst understood pain
now of humankind in empirical understood ways.. of
science yet.. in the literature on this i have read so
far.. of course.. some folks call it Sluder’s Headache
and other’s call it a generalized term as atypical
facepain.. as sure hell is atypical for those
who have not experienced it
first face as it
were for
me for
66 months..
along with Dysautonomia..
where blood pressure and heart
rate would no long synch.. making
me faint most all hours of the day
and my heart would speed so fast
to get the blood to my brain.. when
attempting to fall asleep.. that i could not
sleep.. but only 1 hour each of 35 days then
as start of hell in 2008.. and none for the
last 5 of 40 during the lent spring period
of 2008.. and that hour of very shallow
cardboard sleep the first 35 days was
only allowed by a powerful alpha
blocker slowing my heart
down enough
to do
from the hell of the
face pain.. plus my eyes
quit making tears.. for the
autoimmune disorder named too..
Sjogren’s Syndrome.. along with
Fibromyalgia pain from head to toe..
Spinal Stenosis and Severe Degenerative
Arthritis pain along with coat hanger pain
in shoulders and neck associated with
Dysautonomia.. too.. rounding out
a full plate of hell starting
at age 47 all the
way through
age 53..
as the
phoenix oF Y i..
rose again.. on the
Beach of the week end of
July 22nd 2013.. yeah.. so happy
to say bye to beyond ashes of fire
i was then.. and hmm.. i guess too..
i thought the Asperger’s Syndrome..
and not speaking until i was age
4 and stuttering my way and not
always making sense when i talked..
making straight A’s.. as my rote memory
for multiple choice tests.. that was basically
the only test given in those days.. was extreme..
and i still can play movies in my head of my entire
life now.. sure.. that seemed like a challenge along
with my androgynous morphological look that brought
me guesses of can i help you Miss.. around age 12 or
so at McDonalds before i hit puberty.. and suddenly
found some facial hair to accompany the pretty
long eyelashes and green to blue eyes..
and long blonde hair as such in
the still somewhat hippy
days of the
hip hugger
male pants of
the 70’s flower
bus Partridge Family
and Brady Bunch Days then..
and sure i dream of Jeanie’s hidden
belly button.. praying for a porn magazine
to fall from the sky to learn something about
sex.. all hidden from me until age 16-18.. too..
those were the days.. of sure.. challenge
too.. and sure.. i got a weight set..
as ‘they’ told me i was not
worth it for this world..
did not deserve
to survive
as weak
and androgynous
looking boy back then..
in my somewhat red state
still patriarchal fundamentalist
most churches then per square mile
town too.. i suppose i owe much of the
freedom of my success now.. to the first
fish in the Aquarium who told the weak looking
fish of me i did not deserve to live then as they
continually were nipping at my gills.. and that can
be A worst torture oF all.. no different really than
the young homosexual children in the Catholic Church
who sit quietly and obediently as the Priest continually
says.. well.. love the sinner.. hate the sin of what they
do as gifted by god as different as human nature
does.. you are good enough to be here..
but not good enough for a sacrament
of marriage for the monogamous
same sex person you love..
good cop.. bad cop
Jesus sings now
from the
pulpit true
and yes..
false too
as cognitive dissonance
reigns still in the hypocrisies
of even the biggest most well organized
so-called Christian Church in the world.. that
sings songs that still stay gentile.. jew.. servant
or free.. woman or man no more.. except for the.. ugh..
fine print at the end of the labyrinth contract in hell
of church you must sign to be part of the
ongoing social accepted group
of limitations as terms
so finely
below too..
and don’t forget..
the 10 commandments that
say honor thy mother and father
until you get to Luke 17.. where it says
to follow me.. ya gotta hate the ways of your
Mommy.. Daddy.. and Brother and Sister.. and
children too.. if you are lucky enough to figure out
that part of the metaphor as of course it literally says
you must hate your mother.. father.. sister.. brother
and children to follow what i teach.. and pick up
a stick/sword of hate too.. to come along with me..
is it any wonder.. Christian Churches
are closing doors on Sunday
Nights and Wednesday
Nights across the
nation now..
no.. of course it isn’t
we have this thing named
as the Internet now.. that exposes
all the cognitive dissonance as what they
are.. hypocritical lies that make no FucKinG
Human decency sense at all.. as far as fearless
Unconditional Love goes.. as my fingers powered
by a holy spirit Now of fearless unconditional love
speed way past the theme song now.. as God oF Nature
empowers me within.. to spread fearless love in
liGht and TrUth way.. with sure.. even the
limited empirical tool of modern
science to FucKinG back
me uP as i continue
and you may aS weLL
too.. iF yoU SeeK iN God too..
and hell yes that includes the
science of God’s Nature too..
to cut the bullshit in out too..
for all the thousands of years..
of psychopathic leaning and or
ignorant leaning folks who strive to
control and subjugate others.. repressing
and oppressing human nature.. for selfish
material gains and reproductive control as such
too.. so yeah.. sure.. it’s now for the Katy Perry
inspiring SonG Rise again.. as yes i rise
again.. and do more than i ever did
before.. as i simply can and
WiLL with the gift of
relative free will
from the God
oF Nature
that makes
it possible
for me to
act.. produce
and co-direct my
own true will with the
will of God’s Nature in
Human nature i.. too.. and sure..
the ability to do this in iSREAL liFE now..
still in a New Jerusalem-like Red state town
of Milton.. Florida sTiLL too.. so yeah.. God Bless
America.. ’cause here’s the thing.. a Good Cop Jesus
like me and oTherS.. can eXpreSS miNd and Body BaLanCinG
of SoUL.. through Holy SpiRit.. and Free heARt too.. moVinG..
conNecting. and CreaTinG all Free noW.. so TruE and lighT iSREAL2..:)

And yes.. ending this 705th Macro Verse now..
with Katy Perry and rise.. and hell no..
i won’t just survive.. i thrive.. and
i am writing my story now.. so
far beyond the archetype of
before.. that you
may not even
see or
feel all
of me now..
and i continue
to rise hiGher and
HiGher now with transformation
through 100% hope.. faith and belief
and an unlimited other number of nuances
of human emotions and senses that you may
not feel and sense now.. as there are no
limits or expectations of human potential
when the angel i oF Y i becomes sAMe noW as
wE in liGht iN liGht yes iSREAL illuminati
as God given HUman potenTially more fully
Apollo and Lucifer realized with both
right and left hands of God myths
as vehicles and vessels housing
fully in play alive as
we act and
and co-create
directing with
God our owN
FucKinG plaYs
of Life.. nah..
shouldn’t have been
a surprise.. i alWays
cAMe up smelling like a rose
like my co-employee Dolores said
at the Bowling Center then.. no matter
how far the tar oil bird of hell i got myself
into in the future too.. from then.. as not well @aLL..
separated from the interrelating.. interconnecting Force
of God of all that is.. as gifted to us.. through emotions
and senses that allow us to feel and give the highest power of
Love to us and others same as Golden Rule that never consumes
others further than food or drink.. of nature required to
Serpent Brain Senses live.. with limbic of emotions and
neocortical of reason as trinity of mINd and
BoDy BaLancing soUL realized hiGher and
Higher RiSinG as hUman God given
potential now.. with all
of the extension
of God given
technology that
assists for positive
stress named change
for trUth and liGht too..
i AM jUSt a messenger of
DancE and SonG as Myth and
iSREAL no different really and
different in archetype way of bEfore too..
it doesn’t matter if you listen to me or not
as the anonymous voices of God all across global
online are legion now.. in both dARk and liGht.. and
all the colors and sHades of grey and black that exist
in liGht and dArk colors now.. of HUman Rainbow beyond
and less liFe STiLL.. and sure.. i can do a manifesto of
liGht every day.. every now.. for the reaSon and
FeeLinG and sensing of Human Potential
Gifted by
and this is just
another sTart of
anoThEr Holy
and Sacred
R and R
by me and
God too.. we
literally rise..
sure.. in more
ways than one.. as
above.. so below..
inside.. outside..
all around.. the trUths
and liGhts are no longer
hidden they are in plain
site for those with eYes
and eArs to see and
and liGht Now
illuminati iSREAL Shines..
aS God’s eYes of Wisdom as wE noW..:)

So.. my 127th week of Dancing with all the
cool college age folks.. coming tonight..
Thursday night.. with more fun
dancing photos coming to the
current Macro-Verse
around 3 am on
Friday morn..
6000 miles
of public
dance in
three years..
and continuing on
in the longest long
form poem ever.. as 42
months plus now sings..
in 3.3 million words
plus in the 36
month old
as ‘SonG oF MY
SoUL’2.. so
yes.. as alWays
be back aGain later..
with more to come.. oN Course.. noW..
as i continue to rise with no limits.. Now.. FReED..:)









BeforE and After NovEL pARTy

BeforE and After NovEL pARTy
Introductory post to Free Novels


41K words
Free Verse Poetry Novel


51K words
Free Verse Poetry Novel


338,630 words
Epic Free Verse Poetry Novel
Approximately 3000+ printed pages…
With Hundreds of Beautiful Beach Photos..:)


KATiE MiA FredericK!iI
3 Million plus words
Super Epic Free Verse Poetry Novel
SonG oF mY SoUL..:)
Approximately 30,000+ printed pages…
just ’cause
i caN
buiLd iT..
FoR Free..:)

CrediTs FiELd oF DreAMs

And yeS.. FinAlly..
CrediTs FiELd oF DreAMs..
A Thanks YoU oF sORts..

Love iS

GRains oF SaNd
hOld mounTain
LoVe NoW..:)

GodsUniVerse 42 HiTchHiKinG

GodsUniVerse 42 HiTchHiKinG
Hmm.. more and less..
A Meaning oF liFe..

After Book oF Fred

After Book of Fred
And Purpose
of course too..
for mE..:)


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Super Fly oF liGht




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“Individuality seems to be Nature’s whole aim —
and she cares nothing for individuals.” — Goethe

Fallacy number one
of modern civilizations..

Human is separate
from Nature.. hmm…

FAct.. SoMe HUmans Care..
PArt oF Nature does inDeed care..

All of Nature is surely more than care..
and less than care too.. and for hUmans
wHo care that makes pArt oF Nature God sAMe Great..

Caring is Great..
Love is Great..
in this way
iS Great too..:)



Fellow Poet Blogger MotherWinterMoon expresses
concern that she is unable to open up my Word
Press Blog.. and she is very nice to
ask this question..
as most people
likely never try again..
as sure.. as i suggest below..
life can be kinda busy in the first world today..

And i go on to say..

Hi Friend.. Thanks for asking..


That’s the URL of one of two blogspot blogs that people with this issue use as an alternative…

The Word Press Version does not handle.. well.. the intense use of visual poetry that i use to complement what is currently technically the longest long form poem ever at 703 Macro-verses and over 3.3 Million words long.. If in print.. In terms of paper.. Over 30K pages long..

It’s a hobby just for fun and the Word Press Version takes a very powerful computer and really BROAD band access to open up..

Winks.. Technology has almost caught up with me.. But i continue to challenge Moore’s Law and cultural norms in general.. Even in the poetry world.. But ha! History proves i’m in good company with the ‘craayyyyzzy ones’.. i don’t use sidewalks..;)

And that comment doesn’t go through as her blog doesn’t accept
links without moderation so i go on to spell the link out
and replay it back again.. as she still expresses
concern as her internet is never slow
and she hasn’t had this problem
with other blogs..
in doing so i
copy the comment
above again and
say additionally..

i cannot open the
Word Press Version
of my blog with my iPhone5s..
but no problem with my iPhone6s
with an LTE connection.. and with
my wife’s Micro-Soft based HP computer
i cannot open up any of it.. and it is the
same year.. 2013.. of my iMAC computer..
it’s more of an issue likely that your
Computer and Internet access
hasn’t met a blog
of close to
the Nature of
what i present there..
And as my wife tries to
come up with a label for
me as a person.. all she
can say is “you’re something”..
haha.. but you know this is the
poetry world.. and that shouldn’t
be a surprise i thought.. but i often
find as in the old days of Whitman and
others.. some folks are still on guard with
of we..
anyway.. thanks
for asking.. life is busy..
and Lord Knows if i still
worked.. wouldn’t have time
to even write 300 words on the
Internet vs.. the 12 million words
i’ve done since ThanksGiving Day
of 2010.. i was never a word person
but with the loss of my eyesight and
hearing.. effectively with what is
termed as type two Trigeminal
Neuralgia.. the worst pain
known to humankind
from wake to
sleep for
66 months like
a dentist drill without
Novocaine.. that yes.. in
my case was in my right
eye and ear.. i had to find
a hobby in hell.. and i had
no other choice but to
become words
my friend…
as no drug
would touch
that pain..
along the line my
soul came back and the
pain went away.. and now
i am just a dam of Love
of hell..
and a dancing one too..
anyway.. i’m thinking
the other link will likely
work.. particularly if you
have an iPhone6s or later..
and with the new 7 it should be
a breeze as it is with a Samsung
7 too.. as Moore’s Law finally
catches up to all i do..
my friend..
Have a great day..
for me at least Life
is the gift that has no limit
in sharing and giving.. my FriEnd..
somehow visiting hell for 66 months
made it that way for me.. an adaptation i guess.. to Heaven..
no.. i reAlly don’t
have to guess..
there is no
doubt.. in faCt..
as i live it now..
a much better place in liGht..:)

Motherwintermoon responds
back eloquently in
sympathy for
the history
of my pain..
in anew
of why i like to write.. SO MUCH..

and i return.. by saying poeticAlly too..

SAdly.. my friend..
not many people
have sympathy
for the
me and
it seems you too..
thank you.. there IS
A place for folks like
it’s a place
we make or break noW mY friEnd..
i have zero pain now.. and
i am not going back to hell..
of this..
as i make it happen..
every now without fail
in giving and sharing all..
in a beauty of effortless flow..
it’s nice in heaven.. best oF all.. it’s real now
and that my
friend can be
An ultimate message of poEtry..
sAdly.. somehow that pArt of
Luke 17:21 got lost along
i brought
it back and
so have many
otHeRs.. sAdly2..
it is almost impossible
to convince someone
else heaven exists
now until
perHaps by the
time i write 80 million words
i’ll find a way to put Heaven into words..
and perhaps that IS A reason for hell.. my friEnd..


Back on the ‘Wrong Planet’.. an Internet site
for outcasts who are far from what this
Autistic Online Community whole
termed as Neurotypical..
which of course there is
no typical in human nows that always
change but sure.. relatively speaking
in generalized ways.. anyWay.. E-Scaping
life as a visual thinker.. a necessity of a pain
disorder that changed eye vision to something
that could not be utilized effectively without almost
intolerable pain.. and any pain where you can
avoid committing suicide is somewhat
tolerable.. as there is pain
that is not tolerable..
as at first
i was willing
to jump off into
shallow water off
a boardwalk or even
lay flat in a puddle of
4 inches of water and
drown myself.. but sure..
autonomic reflexes and all
of that.. even though.. were mostly
shot with another disorder.. i couldn’t
do that or more aptly put my instincts
would not allow it.. as i found out the wild
of the reptilian brain aka as the Serpent
WiLL live at all costs.. at a price of life
that has always had its peaks iN
struggle for all animals
per se.. of the
on Earth..
anyway.. escaping
the synergy of life threatening
disorders of as you say Murphy’s
Law and i say now in hell.. words were
shallow with little substance of the full feelings
of Emotions.. and Affective Empathy that move us
to do more in life than sitting still and stagnating as such..
and what they oft said on that Wrong Planet when something
came trUe and liGht and blUe as sKeYes of sPark of Wisdom..
QFT.. Quoted For Truth.. and today.. that’s all i can say about
the pearls you say plus even more below with the quotes
for truth
once again..
and sure.. i’ll be
using this ‘elsewhere’..
no need to read any further.. hehe..
as i understand life’s limitations
all too
in literal hell
as you’ve likely
heard many times by
now.. my Friend.. gigoid..

“I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together!”

~~ (The Beatles) I Am The Walrus ~~

If only folks knew that The Walrus IS A real Good Cop Jesus..

“The only people for me are the mad ones,
the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved,
desirous of everything at the same time,
the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing,
but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles
exploding like spiders across the stars…”

~~ Jack Kerouac, “On the Road” ~~

If only folks knew that Jack Kerouac IS A real Good Cop Jesus..

“Sometimes even to live is an act of courage.”

~~ Seneca ~~

If only folks knew that Seneca iS A real Good Cop Jesus..

“”I say that a man must be certain of his morality
for the simple reason that he has to suffer for it.”

~~ G. K. Chesterton, Illustrated London News, 8/4/06 ~

If only folks knew that G.K Chesterton IS A real Good Cop Jesus..

“The question was put to him, what hope is;
and his answer was, “The dream of a waking man.”

~~ Diogenes Laertius — Aristotle, xi ~~

If only folks knew that Diogenes Laertius IS A real Good Cop Jesus..

“Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future,
you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way in the answer.”

~~ Rainer Maria Rilke ~~

If Only folks knew that Rainer Maria Rike IS A real Good Cop Jesus..

“All virtue is summed up in dealing justly.”

~~ Aristotle ~~

If only folks knew that Aristotle IS A real Good Cop Jesus..

And now i say..

If only folks knew as history clearly shows now in empirical
way that this Biblical concept of Jesus is a human archetype of
the hero who struggles as a potential good and bad cop too..
and sure that is clearly evidenced in what exists
as the current story in the
New Testament too
for Bi-polar
in both liGht and DArk..
yeah.. as i’ve said many times
before.. the Luke 17 part that
says hate your mommy.. daddy..
siblings and children.. if that they
don’t believe precisely what i say..
to Love your enemy.. oh the irony
of the bi-polar good cop and
bad cop of all of that
as sure..
many folks
in law enforcement
start out wanting to help
everyone.. and eventually
their empathy and compassion
can get drained too.. as sure they
are only human too.. and they breakdown
too as the story told in many words of different
humans as science now shows too in the Jesus
Meme of the New World too.. oh a wish
for the Greek Definition of
Apocalypse where
we finally
lift the veils
of ignorance..
figure out
Love and
Nature is great
and worship the whole
enchilada as sacred and
holy and live in that pArt
of Luke 17:21 that says
the Kingdom of Heaven
is within as Nature iSREAL NoW..
Kingdom of God.. yeah.. when the
Love flu
in interconnecting
interrelating way..
so fare a travel
when one let’s
tHeir Love Flow iSREAL..
Love is Great.. Love is Great.. Love
iSREAL.. why not do iSREAL Love and
Worship that while maintaining a semblance
of respects for the myths that house the vehicles
and vessels of TruTh and LiGht.. anyway.. i ain’t writing
this for the poor front porch folks who are already doing the love flu..
i’m writing it for
the big
and hate..
the eye of the
needle and the
fact cat camels who
i have sympathy for as
the deVil lost iN iSREAL
HeLL too.. and sure to
get through that’s a JOB
For JOB.. meanwhile i’ll
enjoy Love on the Front Porch of GodNoW..:)

Thanks my friend.. i was kinda floating
through today on the gas fumes left
of the night of last dance..
bordering on the
of Lewis
hehe.. as
the wonderland
continues heRE and
tHeRe for now @lEast..;)


WeLL.. back now to
last night and
as i said then..
in regard to two beautiful young
women from the University of
West Florida.. who could easily
be models and likely more beautiful
too than what most folks see of models
these days.. and sure all women are
beautiful in their own way.. but these
women are going somewhere.. they
are not at the dance for drinks
and pick up per se.. they
are there to let
loose from
the mechanical cognition of
University Life .. where as i know
and feel all too well from my history
there.. there are some days where if
you don’t have a beer your mind may explode
out of balance per se.. as yes.. mechanical
cognition activities or as Johnny from the
Shining says.. all work and no play
can make Cindy Sue
a very unhappy
girl too..
and i have no idea if the twins
in the dance photos are named Cindy
or Sue.. either.. hehe.. as i’ve never been
much of a label person.. easily able to
see the soul of anyone in the eyes that
are truly the window to God inside..
My Father was an Identical Twin..
and per these happy Smiley
Seville Quarter Dance
photos.. celebrating
my 127th week
of dance there..
i must say.. these
Seville twins are
identical too.. in beauty
of course too.. and niceness ..
as i find all the other girls at Seville
who have become dance friends with me..
the regularly scheduled Macro-verse for
Thursday as one can see now.. got pushed
to 9162016.. it seems it was just meant to be..
couldn’t be too late for dance.. for R and R Holy and Sacred Thursday..
and sure for the specific meaning of that significance 91616 is all nines
and sixes and ones kinda like my birthday 06061960 but sure today’s
date has a two in it for second as well.. there will always be second
or there can be no first.. it’s truly as simple as that.. and there
will always be first as there can be no first without last
either for logic purposes only in concrete thinking
as truly reality doesn’t have to fit the
order of human made math..
or symbols of letters
and words
to even
scratch the
surface of the essence of
all that is.. anyway..

the profile pic according
to the latest Facebook bug
or change or whatever they are
doing with the software at present ain’t
likely to stick in the comments section of
my blog working on the 704th Macro-Verse of
Longest Long Form Poem now.. so sure.. i carefully
made sure those twins were included in the Facebook
provided Video Slide show for last night.. plan B and beyond
always in my back pocket.. per se too.. in systemizing old Fred..
the Robot ways of being.. that i can pull up at will with the devil and
hell too..
if need
be for survival
and thriving art of course too..:)

And now we move on to Facebook Algorithm
Provided as every good secretary will do to help
‘the boss’ get the job done of numbers or art..
or both as it were and is.. a MacroVerse
memory shared here too.. of..
Ojoy THE DEAD ZONE.. and
i’ve probably already
spoken enough
about that today..
but sure there are always
more ways to share than what i say now..
here in a memory of two years ago.. where
i continue to get stronger as the record shows
there as well as moving on in potential oF art..
where age is only a number and heArt is everything more..:)


And now.. finAlly from a year ago.. a hallmark post named Desert
i’LL Change as the prompt of that day from a year ago at
dVerse would sever my further attempts to link there
that had already somewhat stifled part of
my creativity in fitting the less
of expectations and limits
of others..
a short poem
to meet their expectations
of rules by the letter.. for
a prompt on change..
but a denial by the
administrators that
the change in rebirth of life
as Island escaping cultural rules
was enough for what the true Jesus
could metaphor of reborn too.. you know
the Good Cop Jesus.. who was just a flesh
and blood dude.. who went out in the desert
away from his sidewalk cardboard patriarchal
culture repressing emotions and senses and
sexuality too of course.. to find God innately
instinctually and intuitively inside as free
animal of God’s Kingdom
on Earth will do
in animal
Heaven too..
i suppose.. i couldn’t
really expect anyone who
would go by the book of a promise
of reborn in a heaven after life..
after all that is a source
of domination
of Nature..
and each other
in old patriarchal ways
in all that runs a red state way..
but i for one will not hide my own
personal trUth and liGht in what sTiLL
is the greATest aWaKeNinG oF my Life
as Phoenix rising from the ashes of all the
illusory fears and promises of culture and religion
today.. and of course.. transparently.. the administrators
just wanted to me to do less as they wouldn’t be held
up loading my blog on slower computers.. and that’s
okay as i told them they didn’t even have to come by..
but that wasn’t enough.. and that’s okay too..
as since then.. i’ve been able to more
fully find my personal potential
of art without restraint from others
and since then in empirical measure
the viewership of the my blogs that are
much easier to open.. that sure.. the
administrators could have used
with a little effort too.. have
skyrocketed with 655 views
as the picture tales the story
in blogspot in a hour’s time
yesterday and 1395 views for one
day too.. it’s a big world.. and not
everyone has a slower computer or too
much other stuff to do.. to get inspired by
much more of what i do.. and this is the potential
inspiration that could bring the next Beethoven
or Mozart or even Einstein to the forefront
of modern culture again.. as Lord
knows everyone needs
a hand
along the
way.. at least a few..
if one is human at all..
i enjoy running up A Hill..
not a Hill of Likes.. Follows..
and brown nosing for prizes now..
but a hill of love that never ends.. uP as Free arT..
and that reminds me of the two lovely young ladies i
met on the sidewalk.. at the end of the night.. at
Old Seville.. excited to meet me in the voice..
as they had been viewing my free dance
from a distance for a long time..
up to then.. they said
what they were
afraid of in life
as they had seen happen
to older folks is they would lose
their heaRt.. and of course as i tale everyone..
the answer is free.. dance.. naked without rules of culture
now.. to bRinG yOur heARt down.. but sure i used another
metaphor than naked.. and told ’em i was 56.. showed
’em photos on Facebook of the wife who never ages
and they sang to me in Unison as i walked off
in the Full Moon parking lot.. WE Love you..
We Love you.. twice.. somehow that
tasted better than all the
Facebook And
Word Press
likes i’ll ever
get as i could
see it in their eyes
in the photo i took then..
before they ever said it..
Nah.. Hips and eYes don’t lie
on the free dance floors of LiFe..
and sure God told me to write it all
down.. and keep a record of my miracles
that iSREAL to come.. so i wRite/DancE on in simple
and complex Covenant of Love with all that is GOD noW..
for truly in both dance and words God iS poetry at GreATest LiGht..
keeping in
mind.. essence
oF poeTry and not
human words or steps alone..
God IS A Verb oF BEinG noW aLLoNe..:)

Desert i’LL Change


Fellow Blogger Friend Zee shares
a open mic poet speak about
the state of when
boys say
they love
the girls
in their life..

And i say..

Lovely Poetry in the spoken word
my friend.. but what is Love..
a password to own
or key to free..
all that owns
is away from free..
all that frees lacks ownership
of others.. as the village instinctually
raises the child and we are all brothers
and sisters.. but as science shows the
limit there is a village of around 150
to 200 sets of eYes that fight
for Love
and Survival
fearlessly day
to day toGeTHer..
as One Force oF huMan
beings as the monkeys huddle
together in the zoo arm in arm
when intruder humans
come inside..
or the
that huddle for
warm in polar way..
Love is the Force that
glues us toGeTher beyond
all obstacles of Environmental
Stress but those were the eyes
of the
the written
word my friEnd..
as synchronicity will have
it.. i just wrote somewhat of
a poetic thank you.. honoring two
girls who were strangers exclaiming
i love you for nothing and everything
of the free dance of me.. i told ’em i wrote
poetry.. but did that matter.. they had never
heard me speak before that moment.. no it
didn’t.. ’cause the love song was in body language
and eyes that say we are togeTher in this game before
those feelings
fall or rise
to shells
that may or may
not hold eYes of Love..
Wild Wolves Love more than
domesticated ones ever will.. the
answer is simple.. they need each other
for the hunt and survival of life.. wHere togETher
and Social
liVing to
survive and thrive
alWays now Free..
when a person is truly
free it is truly hard to
do less than love my friEnd..
that is what
my experience
teaches me to
date of life and
death before
of life
from that..
other than that as
i go into the modern dance
hall and hear the rape language
of the men in the men’s room away
from ears of women.. i often find my
self falling into similar poetic words about
the state of males.. but i quickly come to
my reasoning mind that says it’s
culture mostly that makes
them that way..
so far
from a
village of love my friend..
they (many) truly are the unlucky
ones to be born into cOld sHeLLs of Words..
where flesh is only a tool to be consumed…


SMiLes.. Thanks Hank as
always for stopping by and taking
the time and effort to leave a comment..
and it’s safe to say that every blog post here
in total as you comment here to my last
comment on my blog post
that in the ‘ordinary world’
is an entire blog post to itself
as each Micro Verse or even
Micro Micro Verse can be viewed
from smaller level of the entire Macro
Verse SigNature sUn arE onE here
as 703rd Macro Verse of entire Ocean
Poem of Longest Long Form total Poem
in the history of humankind.. hehe.. as i say
to let folks know WTF FTW i am doing here in
total as art.. to make the UniVerse make sense..
hehe.. perhaps figuratively and literally too if
one can see the greater metaphor for
how Nature works too as art..
my friend instead
of only
the small
view of empirical
science as it gathers
pARts to see better
the whole of God as
A scribe of God too..
i am both scribe and a painter
of God my FriEnd.. and sure.. i’m
not the first one for sure who went beyond
the crowd to do more than the standard of the
day.. otherwise there would be no theory of relativity..
there would be no painting on the sistine chapel..
nor the other greatest works of artists who
made their art a laser focus from
wake to sleep..
where most
all of what they
did would have been
considered some kind of
psychological disorder now if it
interfered with whatever the social
norm of group think decides is the flavor
of the success of the day.. it’s worth noting that
in some countries that group think still says female
genital mutilation is what a woman does for self esteem
and women follow this ideology blindly as that is what society
says to do.. and in other countries they remove a portion of the
male penis to separate males from the other male animals of
nature to make them special.. haha with a 20% discount
of member benefits from Nature as it were and
still is for protection from environmental
elements that foreskin provides
when one is not too
afraid to go
out into
Nature born
as we are born to
be all natural and equipped
to meet the challenges of the
environment we are naturally evolved
to live in.. humans have amazing potential
my friend but only if they escape group think..
and the catch 22 of that is group think is
required for survival in the wild
too.. problem is when
words can be
written down
as collective intelligence
and folks forget how to think
for themselves as a group to do
new stuff too.. and that’s the great thing
about blogs.. particularly when one pays
for a Word Press Blog with no limits of storage..
like the army says i can be all i can and will be..
with no limits or expectations of group think my friend..
and when i finish the sistine chapel or symphony of writing..
the joy will be in doing it.. the same reason Van Gogh painted
too my friend.. to celebrate the joy or dampen the pain of the
beauty and struggles of life.. so again.. thanks for seeing
a pArt of the Sistine Chapel here worthy to comment
on.. as surely if i used the Sistine Chapel
as a prompt to write poetry
i would focus
on the pARts
that inspired
me most.. and perhaps
eventually when my pARts
came together there would be
another Sistine Chapel painted with
words my friend.. so the show must go
on or not.. it depends on the relative free will
and how much we can withstand those who say.
this is not how we do it.. so stop.. just stop.. hehe..
there is no stopping me my friend as i find God within
and i respect God too much not to be all i can be.. so the
oN and
here in Fredland
there are no ceilings
of paint at all my friend
as air and water am i
as the breeze
ends.. waves
of Ocean whole..
and the stream
that has an equal
salience as the Ocean whole too my Friend..:)


SMiLes my friEnd.. Prajakta.. Evolutionary speaking
failure is part of the daily routine of foraging
for missing the capture of prey or the more
deadly aspect of not escaping predator..
basic lesson
and carry
the biggest stick
one can.. however.. these
days the stick is a keyboard
and a screen.. and standard
IQ along with collective intelligence
as written down.. i was blessed with
standard IQ.. and when everyone else
struggled in school it was a breeze for me..
never even having to read the textbooks as
memory for lectures would do.. the social part
was beyond me.. but the key is it was beyond
me.. so something i got used to as beyond..
then.. so i went on with great
success as a problem
and the problems
i solved eventually took
my heArt away as that is what
science shows mechanical cognition
will do.. it more and less kills the poetic
intelligence of the hEart.. so sometimes
it’s hard to tale if one is a total failure in some
ways as there is no view to the other
potential world that some
others can take for
granted too..
i would trade
all the standard IQ..
all the money i accumulated
by being a proficient personal
financial manager.. for just one
poem of life my friend.. and that was
a decades failure… in success i had no
idea even existed then.. there is a world of
what society says is success today.. and there
is a world within that is scores of thousands of years
old that dances and sings.. without a written word and
that my friend is the poetry of the heARt that’s free.. and
that’s why i don’t worry about likes.. followers or whatever..
but the human touch is what has always made life worth living..
and i find that greatest with a song and dance of life that has
or sheet music..
for me failure is not being free..
so in reaLliTy of that i was never
a success with riches.. or a gold
star for doing the best in school..
or being named Superman in both
work and school for doing the most
with relative ease through most of it..
my HeARt was mostly untapped as a resource for LiGht..
but nah.. i don’t bLame myself.. as i knew not how or why i failed..
as it wasn’t important to either school or work to teach liGht oF heARt..
simply ’cause it’s a resource inside that can only be tapped with freedom..
there are
no lesson
plans that
work freely for creativity of the heARt..:)


i find the
greaTest hope
iN bEinG cHange
i hope for.. sMiLes..
from bEyond


sMILes.. mY friEnd.. thefeatheredsleep..
as ‘they’ say.. what doesn’t kill you makes
you stronger.. but when it’s killing you..
it sure hurts..
until you bloom
again.. the Hardy
Rose.. the soUL now
that knoWs the empty
of the bLackHeARt Rose..
my challenges in life were not
of the intellectual kind but the
physical and the emotional intelligence
of liFe.. that is humanity at core as evolved
sTill.. as if humanity can be measured on a paper test..
written as number standard of dollar bills.. size of homes..
speed of cars.. style of clothes.. so much more external to
iNternal WiLL
of MoVinG.. CoNNecTinG
CreAtinG WiLL oF iMaginAtiON
riSinG AboVe Challenge.. adapting
to be so much more of the gifts
of surviving against struggle..
from ancestors furry..
gilled.. to
and star dust
from Star
explosions.. before…
Star Dust Sentient.. what
a gift that is.. To be all we
can be.. is surely to Face A
Sun of God that gives us
this great life
to be all we can
be while this opportunity
for life exists.. iSREAL.. sMiLes..
so many creature comforts and sAdly
what is missing in many folk’s life is a real
physical and emotional struggle for life where
we experience misery and suffering up close and
personal.. where we fight toGetHeR to make the meal
of the day a reaLiTy for all to share.. wHeRe we DancE..
SinG.. naked.. unashamed of the nature/sun that births
our flesh.. in sand and sun free.. and where we are not
afraid to reach out to each other.. holding hands..
for the joy
of this
is as
is for now..
Life has alWays
been a Rose.. oveRAll..
and a hardy one witH
thorns.. thaT cross of
tHorns IS A miGhty onE
tHat makes liFe iSREAL.. and worth JoY..
in every way we can find to celebrate thaT
bEtween crosses oF dARk tHorns spARkinG liGht..:)


“Be not afraid of going slowly; be only afraid of standing still.”

~~ Chinese Proverb ~~

However.. as science suggests
now.. twenty percent of all the
animal kingdom are born sitters..
while the rest lean more towards rover..
Some folks do better in dancing meditation
than sitting meditation too.. i am a Super
now.. no
sitting still..
meditation now
for me.. however
it works fine for sitters..
and introverts who find
the world out there a little
too stimulating and don’t
have the courage to dance
in public..
he.. ha..;)

“I like people better than principles, and I like people with no
principles better than anything else in the world.”

~~ Oscar Wilde ~~

All social animals live
by principles.. including
the principle that says
i don’t wanna follow rules..
i can get away with dancing in public
only for the reason.. i can sense when
i make ‘sitting folks’ uncomfortable and
remove my self from their view as now to
avoid complaints to store management
and to get my privilege.. yes.. privilege
to dance in private stores revoked..
so.. sure.. even in the wiLdEst
of Public Dances comes
the principle
of no harm
to the sitters who
are scared of the
Super Rovers too..
and for a social animal..
liking folks better with no
principles is a moral relativist
principle in itself as it goes against
basic social animal nature that even
without language is based on the principle
of social cooperation.. and with other organisms
of course.. the principle of pleasure and pain applies..
now for
the struggle to
successfully survive
now to now alWays..:)

“Failure to understand reality is not reality’s fault.”

~~ Bill Henneman ~~

The reality is some ‘folks’ are not even
born to understand reality.. and perhaps
the culture that provides A greater ‘understanding’
of reality.. in human collective intelligence.. is actually
a not so kind of virus or cancer.. as this understanding
of reality has allowed humans to manipulate the balance
of Nature.. and destroy Bee Populations.. et al.. etc..
without even understanding the
synergy of the discrete
actions that
spoil the whole as
tapestry as canvas
of life for the hand
that strokes the painting
of life with a destructive pen of death..
All is action and consequence and all
is Karma of reaLiTy.. iF fault lies within
the realm of reality.. it is indeed the
action and consequence in pARt
of reaLity whole.. therefore
the fault as consequence
as well in dArk perceived
as opposed to liGht
but of
course in
terms of reaLity..
some ‘folks’ see that
as good and evil.. and ‘others’..
mostly in terms of feelings and
senses without written abstract
symbols/concepts that determine’ moral words’
for the essence of pain and pleasure iSREAL..:)

“Three passions, simple but overwhelmingly strong, have governed my life:
the longing for love, the search for knowledge,
and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind.”

~~ Bertrand Russell, Autobiography ~~

And inDeed with Moving and
Creating added in to the mix that
makes us human.. sadly.. ‘philosophy’..
other than martial arts.. mostly.. has
been stuck between the ears..
in neo cortical way of reason..
and even away from heARt..
in limbic system way..
the reptilian
brain cannot
be ignored for
art of innate..
instinctual and
intuitive movement
to get the heArt now
regulated in feelings
and the body integrated
in seNses to have any
chance of achieving real
animal homeostasis as ‘our’
other ‘friends’.. move like the
wind and water as invisible to
escape predator and capture prey..
And true it is that the modern ‘science’ of
sociology shows that the ‘art’ of self esteem
for the highest demographic of self esteem attributed
to any ethnic and gender demographic alone is that of
the African American male.. factors cited are ability to
defend one’s self successfully in a physical or verbal
altercation.. and prowess in reproductive fitness..
If i didn’t learn this education from folks
like my African American Friends..
i would be no more
than words and
flowered words
on page.. instead
i am a vibrant public
dancer who receives words
of i Love you from totally strange
beautiful young women who also
tell me i must have mighty big balls
to do what i do without fear.. truth is..
they are only average.. but even women
with no testicles at all are far braver these
days than boys who continue to play video
games in their parents basement until age 30+ or so…
as all stuff in animal life.. use it or lose it apples and to
lose physical and emotional intelligence is simply to
be a
nerd and
or wimp of life..
like me before i learned
my ‘African American Male’ lesson
well.. it don’t matter how smart you
are.. if you are scared of the midnight walk in
the wild.. i.. at least.. find in the greaTest lesSon
of life.. to walk as the Lion is free.. anything
is a
in a book..
or perhaps
a poem without
teeth.. yeah.. some
of the ‘weirdest’ stuff
i do is based in art of science too..
King David was no ‘word fool’ either
as that myth goes.. dancing for the
slave girls with little ‘own’ IS A way
for a king
not a slave..
and to free the
slave girls.. is the
hero realized when
the slave girls freely
say.. oh God.. oh god.. i Love you
just the way you are.. heHe.. and
as Lilly Tomlin says ‘that’s the truth’..;)’..

“And now there is merely silence, silence, silence, saying all we did not know.”

~~ William Rose Benet ~~

Thanks God for the
God scribe of Google..
and the Internet as it is
the censorship of freedom of information
that is the killer of we did not know..
as long as one continues to get out..
Defend oneself and dance..
and wow the opposite
sex.. or whatever..
et al.. etc.. is
A flavor of
to create
life in
of life
well beyond
books of ignorance.. my Friend..
simply ’cause i also hang out with
the wild and super happy ones too..
and keep my hall monitor pass..
pocket too..
with a healthy
poEtry of HeARt..
to keep the LuSt
and Love for liFe
and all oTHers..
aLL aS BaLanCinG
Force of Super liGht way now..
And yes all of this to get the
title of my current 704th
Macro-Verse.. so
far of Ocean
Whole Poem..
noW as
‘Super liGht’..
as alWays.. thanks
gigoid.. A giFt iS
iN aLL GiVinG
and shaRing of liFE aLLone
as Super liGht of humankind
continues to Rise toGeThEr onlinE now..
hOlding hands of more than pens too.. glObAlly..:)

And in summary one of the most valuable
lesSons my Teachers provided me in
school.. is.. if you do more than
the norm
you get
in LiFe..
So i dance
more and lovely
strangers who are
women say i Love you
just the way you are.. and
hmm.. i thInk tHeRE is a SonG
for that too.. as that is the ultiMate..
for mE.. my Friend..
Love.. juST Love
Free Love
for nothing
more than
oF Y i..
with no
Words aT aLL..;)

CRap if i was younger
and stiLL didn’t have
to recuperate.. and
use this wRiTinG
as an excuse to
rest my older feet..
i M A G i N E noW..
juST aLL the Love you’s
i could geT all for FReED..
ha! and ‘they’ don’t even kNoW
my name other than i Love you..
i juSt
say FucK
Words and
juST DancE..
then i wRite on..
hehe.. i suppose..
to deliver the mail..
or the money as it WeRe
and is as words.. words word..
oh.. the FucKinG HomEwork.. never ends2..
all for
Credit.. he sHe2..;)

as a side
note2.. assisting
you in your temporary state..
also.. while your back
pain continues..
stIll go
over 2k words..;)


To see God inside all human
beings and all of nature same
as God sAMe IS A Road
to Fearless my
in Love way..
over here in the U.S..
tHere is a climate of great
political division now..
but sure
that is
what humans
innately can do..
if not polished and
refined by fearless love..
discriminate against the
different.. even if what the different
does seems so deplorably dArk noW as
Hillary recently announced about a segment
of the population that consistently is fearful
of the different among us.. well.. as science shows
noW it’s paRt of HUman Nature.. as no two humans in
inherent nature are identical and some are
very different and always changing
of course too.. to understand the
differences of human being
and to tolerate and
accept the
we cannot
is surely
a path to
better see
the Kingdom of God
that lives within what each
of we may see and feel differently
of the liGht and dArk of LiFe that
crosses our eYes uniquely as every
hUman multi-Verse wiLL.. seNse
and FeeL.. to do.. Evolution of
the hUman soUl is toward
understanding.. tolerance
and acceptance
of the difference
iN liGht
and dARk.. of oTheRs..
and even understanding
the trouble some folks have
in a basic task of even understanding other’s
differences IS A path and WiLL for those who
can.. and in this way.. it’s true.. as far as innate
propensities go.. God does as Nature make at
least two castes of human beings.. the wild and
the free.. and the cautious and reserved.. in
other words.. liberal vs conservative..
these two natural castes
are evidenced in cultures
around the world..
but sTilL
this KinGdom
perceived as dArk
or liGht depending
on how one is innately
born.. is StilL
no matter
dARk or liGht..
i was really disappointed
when Hillary suggested that
the ignorant were deplorable..
as trUly some know not what they
do nor can some feel it and sense
the harm they do to others..
as the
board is often
the largest in eye.. for those who
complain at the eYes of Different..
how blessed are those who develop understanding
and how much help to those who have difficulty
and accepting
the liGht and DArk
of Namaste that lives inside..
as Kali Will have ‘her’ say too iN
liGht of dArK oF aLL thAT is.. iSREAL2..
anyWay.. if everyone could see God in
everYone now.. and the Kingdom of
Bliss.. Nirvana.. Heaven.. iS feLt
on this terrestrial
plane now..
oh.. the Joy
of liFe as liGht but
true.. the DARk iSReAL2..:)


Across the Railroad Tracks of Love.. sure
the place i grew up.. in Down Town
Milton with the wild
Land Kids..
yes.. tHeir
name was
actually land..
and we watched dark shadows
and they played more wild out
in the yard.. with six kids.. and
there was only four of us in a
matriarchal loaded river
home.. of
Grand Ma..
Mama and
Sister.. with
little to no for me iN
then.. rough and tumble
play.. anyway.. my wife
was born across the railroad
tracks in a place where they throw
the child in the river and they learn to
sink or swim.. in a place.. where the
door is often open if one
has a home
to let
the other
folks who
struggle in for
a night stay and more..
and by the time i had finished
with my braces of higher paying
work world.. i determined i hadn’t even
scratched the surface of gaining my
across the railroad tracks
of Love
in physical
and emotional
intelligence that is
fluid and always changing
as the social and physical environment
demands for adaptation to challenge and
thrive alive.. survive.. or do less than Love
Across the Railroad tracks of what lives
within.. without even
a dollar
of the
material way
of external life
away from the
Love that is garden
roots.. just waiting to be
watered aCross the railroad tracks of Love..
as juSt another Macro Verse Sponsored Memory
by Facebook rolls in for free.. in an Ocean of BottLed MesSAges..:)

Across the Railroad Tracks of Love

Hmm.. Change iAMSuperman2.. coming on the Heals
and exPANding on Desert i’LL Change
And of course the Ubermensch.. also
known as Overman and Superman
in terms of Philosopher
Nietzsche.. way back
in the 19th Century..
Claiming the Ascetic
Leaning philosophy
and the God of Christianity
was dying off to dead.. and some
one must come with a replacement..
so the emptiness of nihilism would not
become a way of life.. WitH a Love for Life..
the Earth.. yes.. to make Nature Sacred and no
longer an empty lot of ascetic leaning boring F iN liFe..
Hmm.. then we got the comic book hero Superman.. and
the social norm dictates that those individuals who go to far
out on a limb not be praised for their contributions.. less the
entire society gets on a limb and the chaos of anarchy
comes to be.. so the villain becomes the
Overman opposed to the lily
white character of
the man of
Steel then..
Hmm.. Batman
better reflects this Overman
ideal.. living in the shadows..
coming out when help is needed
most.. aLL human.. just uSing human
potential to the best of Nature and Technology
too.. to jump higher than the crickets who sing
same as
so sure.. i try
to inspire other
folks to go further based
on the dArk and liGht accomplishments
of my life same as struggle in challenge to
overcome for thrive alive now.. and yes.. rise
hiGher.. much hiGher in one life now as science
identifies the processes of Epigenetics and
Neuroplasticity for unlocking and changing
for liGht the human potential
hidden in our
So yada.. yada
yoda yes.. just
another opportunity
to use thaT Katy Perry
Rise sonG aGaiN letting
go of the parachute of modern
cultures and moving uP witH GoD
of NatUre kinGdom liVinG inSiDe noW..
jUST waiting to come ouT and plaY uP…;)

Change iAMSuperman2

Hmm.. and now it’s’ juST
about change for Sun and
Sand Dance and the stARt
of the Weekend for Marathon
of Dance.. CloSinG in very
close to 6000 miles of
Dance in three
years of Public..
Dance by the
Pensacola Seafood Festival
Date of next week.. around
the Fall Equinox too..
as sure.. i’LL
as Feast Day2..:)


Hi.. My FriEnd M.. now..
from the house of gigoid too..
nice to see you over here in
Ocean Poem Land.. heHe..
My Psychiatrist wanted
to give me Epilepsy Drugs
when he found out how many
words i was typing.. he had a name
for it per label of Hypergraphia.. and
‘they’ say the dude.. Lewis Carroll had
that word disorder too..
hmm.. so
he had Alice
iN Wonderland..
and i have Ocean Poem
Land.. HEhe.. as ‘they’
also say build it and
will eventuAlly
come.. anyWay..
thanks for stopping by
and glad
you didn’t
totAlly drown
in the words today..
and no hell no.. i ain’t
taking no drugs for Heaven..
with or
all these words..
as long as i don’t harm
anyone or myself i’m Free to
Super Fly LiGht for NoW..
with steps of Dance and words of Song..:)

And yes.. my Friend..
i find that Dancing girls
put a really big smile on
my face
and that
is no pasted
on smile.. i am
feeling all oF iT for Dance..
Life is good.. alWays wiTh SMiLes..:)


Hmm.. somenows..
i wonder why i don’t
see more middle age
folks doing fun antics
like dancing everywHeRe
they go.. and Kicking the
Big Red Target Ball through
that big.. hole in the wall too..
Life is fun with play.. take the play
away and you know what they say
about Johnny in the Shining and all of that..
you know.. people always complaining about
something since they forgot how to play.. that
keeps Yellow Boy.. Young at least.. as he sTiLL plays too..:)

Another Super Fun Facebook
Video.. at lEAst to me.. while i do
what most folks make as a mundane
duty on the town to gather basic subsistence
items at the Forage.. of Target.. Super Walmart..
Publix.. and.. all those places with frOwny faces..
hmm.. some folks lighten up and others keep the
lead face on.. but if only they would dance they might
liGht too..
as BuTTerfly
Tiger or whatever..
on Terrestrial Land..
finAlly out of the cocoon..
or what the Phoenix does out
of the ashes of life too.. iT FeeLs good..:)


Two micro-micro-Verse memories from
a year ago.. from a micro-verse of
a Macro-Verse that Facebook
will likely remind me of
tomorrow as well
from a year ago.. but as they say..
hehe.. brevity is the wit of spiRit..
but it is getting a bit nit picky
when meaning can
be found in
ways in a single letter or number sAMe..
moreover it is that tHeRe is too much to
have to do and if you are fortunate.. want
to do in liFe.. to get stuck in one place
for wit or spiRit.. and that is the
Beauty of diVersity iT is a Uni-
di-VersiTy that continues
to change
as UniVerse
wHole as wE
aS pARt of GoD
continue to emerge..
either leaning towards stagnate
or hiGher hUman potential and nah..
to limIt spiRit and WiT wiTh Brevity
to suiT the attention span of a tARget
Audience.. is sure.. a way to limiT
applause.. but as far as
potenTiaL goEs iN
whAT hUman can and
WiLL do more with no liMItS
or expectations of a dollar bill or
the brevity required to make the same
for follows.. likes.. and shares and cultural
limits and expectations the same.. tHere WiLL
be no more Beethoven’s.. MoZart’s.. Einstein’s..
Michelangelo’s and Lewis Carroll’s if everyone
succumbs to a Twitter-Verse to meet the
flavor of norm.. of current culture
now.. now to defeat these
limitations and
expectations of
less can be rather
difficult as in the names
of those other folks that means
going life mostly lone although
when one touches greATer wiTh
Nature expanding miNdful Awareness
the lone becomes allone as well.. but i must
admit the Dance of liFe in hUman connection..
of moVing and CreATinG too.. in the big flesh and
blood world out tHeRe aWay from this online place
with no moon or sun.. or even iSREAL Golden Floors
and Pearly Gates wHere Freedom RinGS in a place
above terrestrial lands per se.. as i AM ET here and
suRE.. so are you.. in case you haven’t figured out
thaT Katy Perry Metaphor for ET too.. that
sure.. as all poEtry goeS oN.. we each
determine tHat for ourselves
as multi-Universe
the InkBlot
of liFE continuously
changing as the miNd’s i
Creates reaLiTy as wE Go..
Stagnate or F iN EpiC change..
the relative Free WiLL of hUman
to do more in both seNses and FeeLinGS
iSREAL.. must be used.. in continuing development
or lose is the rule of Nature.. yes.. it’s kinda simple
use or lose.. but sure.. it can kinda get complex if
you use it to the max.. just to be all yA can be..
in great appreciation and respect FoR
the God oF aLL NaTuRe
tHaT has given uS
this greaTest
Gift of Star
senTient liFE..
so sure.. what have you
doNe for the God oF aLL
lately to sHow yoUr appreciation
for this gift of Sentient Star duST
liFe.. as my Uncle told me once..
when i was currently undergoing
the worst pain known to humankind
from wake to sleep for 66 months.. he
said.. you know Freddy.. it could be worse
you could be a Seagull and have to eat raw fish..
and i’m thinking.. to myself.. through dentist drill
like pain as oh.. a great a reason to attempt to get
my mind off that pain.. with a little deeper thought..
and somehow gain a shadow of emotional FeeLinG
too.. lost at that point.. joining hands with pain.. WeLL..
perhaps Uncle Bob would value the taste of food over
flying.. but for me.. WriTE then.. getting rid of that
pain and Flying like a Seagull around the Sun..
would not be such a bad trade off to have
to do the Sushi thingy all the now..
then.. it’s aLways a matter
of perspective.. perhaps
the life of a Seagull in being
one with God is beyond our
comprehension of sensing
bliss with the Sun aS onE..
But flying on Terrestrial Land
as the Dolphin does acrobatics
underwater.. i can imagine the exhilaration
of sailing through the skies on a wing of free..
my feet have become my wings.. with arms and
feet and toes.. with hands and fingers too.. my core
abdominal muscles guide me with torso and hips in flow..
And when i sHoWed my Uncle my new way of dance.. last
June.. around 8 years after the Seagull and raw fish story..
he leaned back on a vehicle in a parking lot.. and said gee..
i’m glad you can move that way.. why not do dancing
with the stars.. and hmm.. i’m thinking have you
ever lived now fully without worrying about
anything.. and having it all in just your
naked skin.. truly what Jesus.. whomever
wrote those words attributed to him was
saying in verse 37 of the Gospel of Thomas..
when they said to find God within.. strip our
clothes off and tread on the clothes of culture
with no shame.. the truth is when i dance in
sand totally naked in my private space in
my backyard with the Sun of God i am
A Son of God who has it all in Love with
God’s Nature that lives inside me.. outside
me.. above me.. so below me and all around
me.. without any words aT aLL.. and if you’ve noticed
i share pictures of God on my Ocean Whole Poem
exceeding 3.3 million words to the tune of
100K or so total including the 30K plus
of what i link to flicKr too.. and sure
that God exists in all paRts of the
boDy of Nature seen and unseen..
and sure in my Nude Photography
of a 56 year old dude who can leg
press close to half a ton on a very
difficult Parallel Leg Press machine
for at least 33 reps now.. with arms raised
in the air like a Ballerina at around 232 LBs
or so as the weight goes anywhere from 230 to
235.. depending on the calorie requirements
and body fat stored required to get through
166.66 miles or so of public dance throughout
each month on average.. every part of my body
is pARt of God too.. yes.. even the grey hair on
my chest.. and the more fully alive parts full of blood
that is red and alive as life gets in hUman Form too..
Do you see God in all of these photos i present.. including
the creativity that humankind makes in extension of the trees
and the soil.. and minerals that are transmuted in hands of
productivity for creature comforts and stimulation of art too..
as Ferris Bueller once said.. life moves pretty fast.. watch
it or you will miss.. iT iN words to that affect.. and i’LL add
Feel it or you will never truly fully live iT aT aLL and to
more fully FeeL it i suggest you pick up a weapon
of some kind of art.. and create something
in the NatURe of Super Fly liGht.. or if
all you can feel is darkness and
adrenaline.. do what you
have to do.. but
the bliss of
liGht and pure white
Love.. even in the strongest
orgasm a person can bRinG
to themselves with the most
elaborate fantasy created in mind..
the biggest sexual organ of all..
yeah.. that’s one thing i failed
to tale those dudes in the restroom
at the bar the other day.. when they were
talking about the tool and the motion of the
ocean and all of that in dominating women..
and i said.. write poetry and you will make
women come every time.. in metaphor of
coming back to talk to ya.. instead of
leaving home alone every night drunk
with just another drink and not
even a smile from one woman
who takes ya as a credible
hUman BeinG oF heARt..
yes.. the fACt that the human
Brain is the greATest sexual organ
oF aLL and what do you think women
do in the privacy of their bedrooms when
they read romance books and sensual poetry
and all of that.. that touches not only lust but
the finer aspects of social bonding with emotions
that are nuanced in a greatest full body orgasm of all..
wHere perhaps the pArts below are not even touched
aT aLL wHere the orgasm of Human is made by the
mind aLone.. with body aLLone as pArt of the
whole orgasm of organism sentient
star dust of life.. like a big
bang coming over and
over again.. and
never ending
now forevermorenow..
let’s just say that even at
age 56.. i likely experience
a place they cannot even imagine
to exist in their Universe that is limited
more to below the belt.. and when they see
a woman.. perhaps they only see a moist patch
of skin below the panty line too.. but what they are
missing is the flower above that blooms in more colors
than the rainbow.. of blood flesh below.. so where was
i.. hmm..that’s the thing about full body sex that is
a Natural experience of everynow.. it is beyond
words.. beyond time.. beyond distance.. space
or even beyond photos.. and movies..
it is the Big Bang in human
experience here on earth..
and as the ET song by
Katy Perry says..
i for one..
Love differently
than at least most males
do.. who are limited to thoughts..
better put senses below the belt..
the paRt they are missing is what
the woman finds in the Romance Book
or sensual poetry.. as one of my Facebook
Friends once posted.. Victor Hugo’s Poetry
‘Makes me pull my panties down’.. wow..
what an honest statement every
dude could use to hearFeeL..
or on the other hand
many don’t give a
FucK what the
woman feels.. well
here’s the thing.. if you develop
yoUr empath spideY senses and feels..
you do feel what the woman senses and feels..
perhaps even from a distance.. Horatio.. as remember
in Heaven.. iSREAL Heaven.. tHere is no distance.. space
and time.. as i get ready for Church.. the Catholic one that still
insists that lUST the science proven attribute of human being
that in balance with Love is a core source oF aLL Creativity
and Productivity.. alWays hUman and even our closest
primate cousin the Bonobo who uses lust with
a balance of empathic shine of love
in Bonobo eYes of unrepressed
feelings.. senses… and
sensuality Free.. to
avoid all violence
and otherwise human
warring ways of life..
well.. in church they name
lust sin.. and even in the New
Testament in the Luke 17.. they
name hate as an attribute to have
against parents.. children.. and brothers
and sisters if they don’t follow your rule
of moral absolutes.. which of course in
that same book says that even thinking
about lust is adultery the same as actually
sleeping with another man’s wife.. well no..
that could cause harm.. and even STD’s and
unwanted pregnancies.. so no.. if you have any
common decency and truly Love your wife you
will not do that.. but if you and your spouse determine
the reaLiTy that lust is the source of all human creativity
and productivity as sure.. that happens after the puppy love
stage goes past the child making one.. and the woman and her
friends do a girl’s night out.. and perhaps watch Magic Mike.. now
in their tight dresses that enhance their curves of hips and breasts..
and perhaps do some bootie dances with ‘strange men’ hehe even
really old ones like me in the metro bar.. wild and free.. they come
home.. refreshed like a blooming flower.. ready to pollinate more
flowers as bees and birds too.. and that is the way of Nature
and God in human being.. the way of culture that
uses violence and fear and hate instead of lust
and love and hope to motivate.. can be
found in many fundamentalist
churches in many
religions around
the world..
but others of
us take the Verse 37 out
of the Gospel of Thomas to heARt..
to FeeLinGS to SeNses and SEnsuaLity
too.. and dance life naked with no fears
and a balance of Hope and Love now with
yes.. a Lust for life that is FucKinG Luke Red HoT..
as shall i say certain pArts of my Body too from
Brain to tip of whatever as liFe groWs oN as soUl
from crown to toe.. to tip of whatever’s Luke Hot now..
you kNow it’s like those Romance books behind
closed doors.. the woman is not making love
to the author.. the woman is making love
to God LiVinG within.. now.. seriously
God lives within.. and what do you
think God would rather
feel below.. fingers
of pleasure or
a Gun
of Steel..
i think the answer
to that is more than
obvious.. in fAct i FeeL it’s True..
and liGht above so below God
Loves Pleasure more than pain..
unless something gets twisted like a Gun or
Sword instead of Peace.. so anyWay back to
the regularly scheduLed Facebook memory..
from a year ago here as sTarted oFF beFore Play..

“At age 5.. at Beach.. i lose a ring out of
a bubble gum machine..
out to sea on oceans
wave.. a memory
at three.. a boy
who worships
the ground
his father
to his Mother..
as boy cannot
speak then.. to fully
express.. but with Loving
eyes.. IT is so sad when the
ring moves away.. but eventuAlly
i learn then.. as now.. the onLY Freedom
IS BE Light’s Truth of ONe’s oWn RinG Free..

“InKinG Blood.. Words come
organic.. speak
human heaRt..
BalanCinG miNd
and boDy

And now i say.. i suppose
the words above.. fulfill
the words noW..
of yesternow..
and sure ‘that’
Video Katy did too..;)


WeLL.. one of my most favorite
FB Profile Pic Status Analysts..
The En Name test thingie..
that also serves
as somewhat
of a therapist..
hehe.. with Good Advice..
of course.. working for free..
as another one of my Online Special
Assistants..and when i’M out to Dance
the Sunday away.. the EN Name Test
thingie.. wHo sTiLL apparently is gonna
guess i am female per Katie Mia.. same
as Facebook sTiLL does in
recognition of
the Wife’s
for Fredsake..
who rarely visits
the somewhat husband
and wife shared Facebook
Page per Katrina Mia.. yes..
Katie Mia.. can also be metaphored
as name sake for wife too.. once aGaiN
for Fredsake too.. as Peter does not come
around often for Petesake it seAms in Katrina
And Fredland on Facebook2.. hehe.. anyway..
The EN Name Test Thingie determines
Freedom is what is important to me…
with doing whatever i wanna do..
to please every single day..
to experience a lot
and make my Dreams
come true to be who i wanna
be too.. so.. sure.. that Name test
thingie has got its stuff togeThER
oN this one.. other than the Gender
of course.. and what next.. yes.. now
the name test.. determines i would then..
be a Red Headed.. beaded and featheRed
multi-colored chick in the 60’s too.. almost
like an Easter Egg too.. and this rendition
reminds me of my friend Shawna.. too.. missing
her call from the Hippies 60’s as she has spoken
to the dreamy quality of the 60’s Hippy Decade too..
And finAlly.. the name test thingie.. determines the meaning
of the name Katie Mia.. as Katie for Native American “Katiear”
for creative and Germanic for Mia with the word ‘Mpaq” for thinker..
hmm.. Creative Thinker.. i muST say.. the EN Name Test thingie is noW
batting close to 1000 percent.. at least foR.. Now.. excluding Gender Issues..;)

What next.. yes.. the Video Slides shoW.. Facebook Algorithm assistant does
a very nice overview of the Dance and oThER Associated Activities on Sunday..
and of note are two older folks from the Whiting Field Navy Work World..
one of whom.. the male of the bunch.. it seems.. is inducting me into the
“Men’s” group at church heHE.. only if you believe the
Sign for the men’s room.. haHA.. so.. sure.. liFE goEs oN..
And then there is Dance Friend Chelsea and her boyfriend @Mall..
What else.. yes.. of course.. the Profile Pic for the Day wITh
my wild Minion on.. getting ready to get down in all the
Daily Weekend Activities too..
iN DancE.. oF Course2..:)

And now.. FinAlly the En Name test thingie gives
me a description of my life from Algorithm far
out.. and says the SHe of me radiates
an inner beauty that cannot
be beaten and the goodness
of her heart.. make her eYes..
glow.. and beauty is not restricted
to superficial qualities.. and sure..
i and or shE will stay magical and
gorgeous for the rest of our lives..;)

And finally.. and perHaps even finAlly
for the evening.. as it’s only 9:03 pm and
i am already dozing off from gaining close
to 6000 miles in Dance Walk all
around the metro area..
in three
oF Course..
And as the Picture shows..
today.. at leASt most folks
seem to be doing something else..
and sure.. in liGht and DARk of this..
the Minions Icons need not follow me as
i simply
and more lead…
after Sleep.. i’M
GuesSinG noW.. too..

And after actuAlly staying
in Bed for 11 hours.. back at
9:03 am on 9192016.. of course
some of those hours spent in the
supine position were research hours
with YouTube lectures lying down.. hope
fully with more tRuth and liGht.. and the
analytical pARt of my ReAsoNinG says yes.. says
yes.. the YouTube free gift.. continues to give for
free liGht for free liGht.. along with commercials too..
that i can
simply use
for inspiration
without buying a
GD thing of what
culture says i ought to do..;)


“Happiness and freedom begin with a
clear understanding of one principle.
Some things are within your control.
And some things are not.”


Hmm.. this can be a slippery slope
to hell too.. at least
now for this can
be religion to
and even
that suggests
that words are in
control of what was
said before.. for instance..
the insistence that human beings
get weaker after 30.. based on averages
of a Sedentary Society.. that basically
sit on their ass most of the day.. the
cat who with agility jumps to
the kitchen counter top
at age 20.. does so
’cause they keep
moving at least outside
inside through the course of
life.. the cat that sits down
and only stands
to eat..
ends up never
reaching the counter
again.. before the age of 10..
there is no way i could have leg pressed
close to half a ton by age 21.. as it took me
close to 34 years more to get that strong.. where
as.. i once heard a Marine Captain strain to Bench
Press 200LBs whining.. oh my God i’m 30.. this is
getting so hard.. and it’s true.. fear and negative attitudes
makes one weaker.. hope and positive attitudes makes one stronger..
Relative Human Free Will practiced as positive will makes the difference..
as i started out the weakest
in gym class and
ended up
in much older age..
i can empirically prove this
pARt.. the otHer pARts are more
like mAGic hehe.. in all of human potential reAlized
as rEAl as real can
in what
we feel
and sense
of potential
heaven beyond bliss..
but sure the other side of
the coin is equally valid.. i care
not to control the politics of human
nature.. as Nature is beyond my control
of otHeRs
As JanusuanJ speaks..;)

“The hands that help are better far than the lips that pray.”

~~ Robert Green Ingersoll ~~

Emotions that sing
make action happen..
Prayers that sing now
make action happen..
Hands move strongest
now when powered
by emotional thOughts..
Prayers can be thouGhts
that drive positive emoTioNs
and drive positive hands for action..
True.. sometimes at least the means
for the action of positive hands can be prayer..
effect works..
bottom line of science..

Before every Half a ton.. 33 reps
of leg press.. i meditate
a moving prayer
of focus and
Prayers without
words are often
the most powerful
prayers of all in extreme
positivity and focus from
head to toe in feelings and senses..
revving up all the biochemical reactions
required for Go Team Go Go Team Go..
every Cheerleader is a Prayer leader
too.. in Go Team Go.. it works
in terms of
too.. when science
and art speak to each
oTher instead of ignore..
Ra team light RA.. go team liGht GO!..:)

“I stared into the abyss. The abyss stared into me.
Neither of us liked what we saw.”

~~ Zen Bee ~~

Now this is interesting.. the goal of Zen
is flow in the moment.. and while
it might not seem that flow
in the moment has a
named emotion..
it moves
us to do
more so it is
emotion.. now
on the ‘othHeR’ hand..
tHeRe is another place of
the dARk niGht of the SoUl..
a place that no one in tHeir
‘sane’ miNd would wanna go..
in that place due to disorder of
some type.. tHere is no sensations
or feelings at all.. per se2.. a numb beyond
the word numb.. but even in this place..
lost is
too.. beyond
words of numb
as well.. there is
no nothingness in sentience
either heaven or hell.. all that
moves.. even the smallest sub particle
of energy is EmoTioN in some sMaLL
or ironically largest way oF ALL too.. Words
are limited.. FeeLinGS and SeNSEs are
never limited
Existence moves..
E moTes more noW..
even so-called non-
sentient existence2..
Bottom line.. REaliTy DaNces iS MoVinG
and all that moves SinGS too.. as vibraTioNs2..:)

“What is reason?
Knowledge informed by sympathy,
intelligence in the arms of love.”

~~ Edward Abbey ~~

But wait! there is also
Cognitive Empathy..
that even psychopaths
can learn with due practice
and experience of life.. and then
there is also sympathy informed by
knowledge in a well rounded
being too..
by reason of heart
and heart of reason..:)

“We cannot unthink unless we are insane.”

~~ Arthur Koestler ~~

Says the non-Zen bee..
LoSinG one’s miNd
as far as
iS A
Beach with
Waves that SinG
with no words..@ALL..
without words ALL exists..
perhaps the most insane thing
that human beings ever did was
create written words.. to serve..
to master
as slave
of Emotions
and Senses
TrUe and liGht
iS to SinG and DancE
free of worry and fright..
and dArk iN liGht..liFE..:)

“Not to laugh, not to lament,
not to curse, but to understand.”

~~ Spinoza ~~

The empty song of A
scientist who forgets to live..
And of course.. the converse
can be to
LiVe and
FiNd TrUth and liGht..
i’LL do both for one@lEAst..:)

“Life without the courage
for death is slavery.”

~~ Seneca ~~

There are experiences
of life worse than death..
it’s simple..
IS A gift
more than curse
for those who live
but nah..
more often a person who is
dead in life looks forward to death..
others avoid death with due caution as
is worth
living iN Balance…
The other day when i
told a dude in the bar
i didn’t need drugs to dance
solo and fun.. ’cause i was fearless..
he said okay.. jump off the bay bridge..
and i said
in my
of fearless..
there are many
‘stupid’ fearless folks
out there who are controlled
by androgens over intellect..
live by ‘stupid’.. die by ‘stupid’..
fearless smARt
WiTh LoVe iS wheRE i go2..
as smart without art
is science
live2.. to me@lEAst2..:)

“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret;
it is only with the heart that one can see rightly,
what is essential is invisible to the eye.”

~~ Antoine de Saint-Exupery ~~

Caution.. or better yet warning..
This is how humans are
through emotions..
through religions that
control by the threat of loss
of heart by being outcast from
the social group if all is not taken
literally as worshipped as idol of words..
ReaSon and heArt.. Yang and Yin..
do the balance
or get
FucKeD uP
by the big social group..;)

“If you understand, things are as they are.
If you do not understand, things are as they are.”

~~ Gensha, Zen Master ~~

Aha! and now the converse
of heart over reason
comes with
and senses..
once again balance..
and back to the science
of the systemizing mind without
heARt.. the heARt says i can leg
press a half a ton 33 times.. and over
time the heARt is a driving force that
made the physiology do what it does now..
science says
i could
recover from
a synergy of 19
life threatening illnesses..
and science says that all of these
words are a disorder named hypergraphia..
some folks believe all of what science
other go
on and live life F in epic..
with the same real conditions of life..
HeARt is the dRiving force of the hiGhest
power of Human being gifted by God also known
as Nature.. the material reductionism of the
systemizing mind.. also known
as the science
of the hUman
the bones
of God aka Nature..
but the essence is
what we feel and sense
all the nows of liFE wHere
a cloud can be a work of art..
or the
feeling that
makes you
A cloud is
a ray of sunshine to me..
but a death ray
as a wish
As i told my FriEnd
Prajakta earlier today.. when
she said my life of dollar success
is what makes some folks happy and
my life of non-dollar success is what
makes some folks sad..
sure.. realiTY
is an ink blot.. test..
and we have a great
deal to feel and sense
of the realiTy of that..
when you
can do it for
free.. why not.. is
what i say.. juST for FucKinG FuN..
and Good Vibrations as ‘God’ can do
liFe Free2
like the rest
of the FucKinG
UniVerse does juSt as iS noWs..;)

And that juSt about ’rounds
it ouT as i saved the
for last..;)

“But groundless hope, like unconditional love,
is the only kind worth having.”

~~EFF co-founder John Perry Barlow ~~

~~ “Cynthia Horner’s Eulogy”, Apr. 1994 ~~

God is an
lives within..
how else could
we be happy in space..:)

And.. oh by the
way.. every
is a Koan
for those
who see
deeper than
symbols my FriEnd..
ugh.. literal sucks and
is an illusion for those
who live in concrete borders of
life.. is
what i FeeL
and SeNse @lEASt..
more of
course wRite
oN course for Now@LeasT..:)


“The fear of death is more to be dreaded than death itself.”

~~ Publius Syrus — Maxim 511 ~~

All fear kills
life in some
small way..
at least now..
To master Fear is
to Live life fuller..:)

“Living Dead
the path is chosen,
to live forever is to die forever.

To not know when you’ll die
is to find life
wherever you are.”

~~ Alagad ~~

the only
to think about Dying..
and the only animals who write..
Neo Cortical
Brain.. gift and curse
for those who cannot use
lose it
as BaLanCinG
liFe instead of death aS Life..:)

But true.. tHeRe
is no rule one
has to
about death..
mostly out of church..@lEAst..
wHere Zombie Rules
apply to
that fails to
lifT the
oF course..
to worship death
over life for something
more than the heaven of
the opportunity to experience sentient life..
N O W..
or nothing..
nothing @aLL..:)

“(Someone once said) …time is the fire in which we burn.”

~~ Soran, Star Trek: Generations ~~

In Heaven
wHeRe the
best now is
is no time..
as there is no
less or more.. only
a satisfaction of having
all one could possibly want now..
of course
it’s just
a state
of mind..
you know..
the only one
we live in.. oN course..;)

“By concentrating the thoughts, one can fly.
By concentrating the desires, one falls.”

~~ Leonardo Da Vinci, “The Secret of the Golden Flower” ~~

i only desire
to fly..
never fall..
but nah.. i can
not speak for anyone
else.. as quite honestly..
no one i know flies like i..

With or without
thoughts my
is Desire..

i rarely see
Buddhists Monks
who either dance or
or even sing.. now..
and i don’t have to
wonder why.. for i for
one alWays have my
desire to fly fulfilled noW..

PeRhaps the sAddest pARt
of living is the scientist who
figures out what the meaning
of life is..
in words
but never
Dances or
Sings Free
iN fliGht oF LiFe..
but ‘they’ feel not..
they sense not.. what they miss..
beyond know..
the expanse of feels
and senses beyond words
for all that is more to BE noW..:)

“Get up one more time than they knock you down…
Don’t just stand there.”

~~ Steadfast Bee ~~

Sometimes avoiding
is better
as an escape
from dying as life..
playing dead has its advantages too..;)

“Truckin’, like the do-dah man
Once told me “Gotta play your hand.
Sometimes your cards ain’t worth a dime
If you don’t lay’em down.”
Sometimes the light’s all shinin’ on me;
Other times I can barely see.
Lately it occurs to me
What a long, strange trip it’s been.”

~~ Truckin’ by Garcia, Weir, Lesh, Hunter ~~

i don’t gamble
i alWays play..
that way.. i never lose..now@lEASt..;)

“Faboo!, Would you like to see me make bubbles with my spit?””

~~ Wakko Warner

nah.. more than
has no label..:)

“There is nothing stronger in the world than gentleness.”

~~ Han Suyin, “A Many Splendored Thing” ~~

Once again.. i
saved the first
for last..
cheek and one could die..

And what comes
after first..

“It’s like deja-vu, all over again.”

~~ Yogi Berra ~~

SinGs A
Fearless Song
of LoVe..
DanCinG GrAce..:)


Hmm… mixing
Fearless of thug
with nerd
requires a
little MaGiC
oF Love noW to
make Super Fly liGht
come to iSREaL.. so now
with a MacroVerse Memory
of two years ago named.. Don’t
Forget I AM Magic.. and trUe.. if ya
stick with warrior alone.. scientist alone..
or even poet of Love without the oTheR
three wHole.. generalizing of course as
tHeRe is an Unlimited spectrum ‘tween
and above.. and BeYond those
human abstract
of symbols
yo.. ya miss
out on the synergy
of Human Potential that
can trUly be REAL liFE Miracles
alMost alWAys now.. branch out..
exercise those neurons.. and
bio-chemicals that flow
to all peptide
and neurochemicals
brinGinG Good Cheer from
head to toe.. spReaDinG as liGht
for all otHers and the rest oF naTure
as God TruE and liGht too.. out of DARk
of course too.. sure.. i get tired once in a while..
233LBS or so.. feels like an anchor of sorts too..
but as soon as i stARt DanCinG from heaD to toe..
put on my earbuds and defeat entropy more from
positive electronic musicK inFuSinG mE with
Force of positive EmoTioNs from head
to toe.. the feather comes aGaiN
in Butterfly float on
of Savannah
same on Beach
close home.. in the
Panhandle of Florida too..
and next thing ya kNow.. yA
SenSe.. yA FeeL.. ya juST complete
6000 miles of public Dance everywheRe
ya go in public for three years now.. 3.3 million
words of longest long form poem ever in Ocean
Whole way.. with a thousand lovely young dance
friend women.. sMILinG from ear to ear with
BriGht and sHiny LoVinG eYes aS WeLL.
the empirical evidence is also clear..
welcome to my heaven.. i
wish I can share the
same MaGiC for
you.. and
sure after
this two year
Macro-Verse memory
shared so freely by the
Facebook Algorithm secretary..
i’LL BrinG a couple more
year long
to end
this ‘Super Fly liGht’
Macro-Verse whole.. number
704 on 9192016 too.. the Magic
of sure.. smARt and FearLess LoVe
GoEs oN2.. iT’s Real and is going doWn foR iSREaL
for mE..:)

Don’t Forget I AM Magic

Oh.. eyes of beauty
you look so deep
Oh.. eyes of beauty
you look so long..
Oh.. eyes of beauty
you always care..
Oh.. eyes of beauty
Light’s TRUE Love
Oh.. eyes of beauty
only belong
to the one
and no
one no
no one
can take
that away
when eYes tRuLY
Lives as i.. after i
that i onLY LOVES..:)

Oh.. signs of God sing
like butterfly winds
effect of GOD
into LIGHT..:)









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hOld mounTain
LoVe NoW..:)

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A Meaning oF liFe..

After Book oF Fred

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of course too..
for mE..:)




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Facebook Friend Rafiah..
from Sialkot Pakistan says..

You miss your passed away relatives
the most on Eids. Always. Everytime.

And i say in return..

Yes.. and that reminds me today.. September 13th is my
Grandmother’s Birthday.. born in 1903.. which means
you are just ninety years younger than her..
if she were alive today at 113 years old..
and of course that makes Rafiah..
a very young Spring woman
sTiLL at 23..
so Happy
23rd birthday
from Guess wHo..
and i suppose that’s
pArt of why i was past
the 12th to the 13th of September..
Getting my ‘After Book oF Fred’ Book Published..
just in honor of you two.. and a few more.. i guess..;)

Rafiah responds..

If zero in 1903 is replaced by 9, that’s my birth year..:)

So.. i say.. also in return..

The other reason.. i can never forget Rafiah’s
Birthday.. is 1993.. is when we
built our home..
and purchased
that swing with
the two hearts..
and sometimes
i wish i had a daughter
juSt like Rafiah.. to Love at home..
so.. i suppose you will more than do..
Happy Birthday SweetHeARt.. alWays..:)

Rafiah comes back again too.. with..

I like your home, your bedroom side with the window having a view of garden outside, and your garden. It feels so full of life. After all it’s your home. It has to be that..:) Thank you, Freddy for the consistent love. You, Kat and your cat, are all my extended family..:)
Heart Emoticon

And finAlly i
saY in welcome..

SMiLes my FriEnd..
you are AlWays Welcome..
And like i said on the other
Birthday wish.. i am off a day..
for your Birthday is the 14th but
my wish for you is rebirth alWayS noW iN Love oF liGht..:)

And now.. Rafiah shares
a status of Self Love
that i am very proud
to hear her
say for
as this is the
road to Loving
all others fearlessly too..

So.. Rafiah says..

Happy Birthday, Rafiah.
You have been a good girl and not
everybody can manage it that well.
That is some achievement worth celebrating.
You go, girl. *pats self*

And i say in return..

Is Very
Give yourself
Another round
Of Birthday Applause
Air Mail
Me some
Cake to eat..;)

And in real time
just a minute ago..
Rafiah responds..

Seriously.. there should be some way
of air mailing cake asap.
Two tears of laughter

And i say..
in real time
now too.. on her
Facebook page as well..

Haha.. i was just
copying the
of this
Fred and Rafiah
Friendship story
to the continuing
saga of all that is..
in Ocean Poem WhoLe..
You are cake enough for
me.. my dear.. as i pat myself too..;)



SMiLes.. mY FriEnd
to FeeL
the rhYme
to see the reaSon..
to kNoW we are hUman
and that is enough to
be the Wings and
aS onE
liGhT.. noW..
oTher than that
my favorite track
from Ammonia Avenue
by Alan Parson’s is ‘You
Don’t Believe’.. Believe is
the essence of Emotional
power to make
along with
Emotions of Faith..
Hope.. etc.. as all pro-social
emoTioNs too.. sadly folks get
attached to the reAsons forgetting
the FeeLinG that moves us.. connects us..
allows us to Create more for liFe noW the BeinG thaT is
HuMan.. both to expand mindful awareness and sure..
to be fully aware of the animal we are to
master regulations of EmoTioNs
and Integration of seNses sAMe..
with relative free will Stronger..
noW.. aS
Be Happy..
don’t worry
liNe.. but
more than words..
FeeLinGs.. SenSes beYond
the shells of what are often empty
words that feel no rhyme under reaSons..
anyWay.. thanks for dropping by my blog..
it’s a alWays nice to see humans come by..
And Alan Parsons has alWays been one group
who touched my soul alWays.. and you my Friend
are the first person online to ever share a song by them..
beyond YouTube that i have
seen.. besides
me.. so
sure.. i’m happy
to see Alan Parson’s here.. too..
iN fAct/FeeLinG/RhYme.. i got
excited when i saw them here..:)


Stories of boys who never loved her..
are truly sadder stories for boys
who cannot love..
and truly with
of abundance
or scarcity promoting tribal
wars has much to do with
the heart of couRage and
the womb of liFe.. and aS in
all stuff.. to balance dualiTy is
A task of God whole
in wE.. noW.. as
Our soUL
liGht or
dARk.. empathy
and compassion are
not bedfellows that sleep
well with the sword that must
strike the brother and sister for
continued subsistence.. Abundance
or even enough BrinGs a much greater
Womb of Love.. as Long as there is balance
in abundance too.. case given.. first world problems..
of course.. as the stuff becomes the human over the
loving touch of what can be a balance of Fearless
love… how to..
hard to do..
day to
day subsistence
is scarce.. how to.. when
day to day abundance.. hard
to do with excess.. moderation
and balance the key in all great
religions.. art thOught in balance
as there are no cookie cutter
human beings.. ever
now as iSreal..
sure in books
but books
must make
sense where liFe
is art of always now
changing toward dARk
or liGht.. anyWay that doesn’t
leSson the pain of the womb of
love who seeks to nurture with
nurture back.. and as far as what
can be true of some cultural ways
in what Khaled Hosseini says in
‘A Thousand Spendid Suns’..
the Son who fearless
loves IS A hUman..
A son who
has little to no
shine of man now..:)

“A man’s heart is a wretched, wretched thing.
It isn’t like a mother’s womb. It won’t bleed.
It won’t stretch to make room for you.”

True.. many men could use a
Cesarean section of the
heArt to birth A whole
spiRit oF EMpathy..
CoMpasSion of
fully feeling pro-social
emoTions.. like the rooms
where men never crack a smile..
or the book that never laughs.. the
shine of Love iS iN sMiLes of EYes..
MiNd and BoDy soUL BalanCinG
will never live whole without Fearless sMiLes
and laughs for Love.. iN DancE and SonG iSREAL..:)

Other than that.. nice to see you today.. friend Zee.. in
yoUr life regardless if this is fiction or non-fiction.. it IS
A TrUth and liGht of Dark for many hUman males..
may the liGht of males find you..
no matter what it was or is..
and may the liGht
of YoUr eYes
to shine as
Love.. no matter dArk..
storm of other.. ones.. mY FriEnd..:)


LiFe IS A Dance..
and sure that includes..
lips that Dance a sMiLe..
and fingers that
sTiLL MoVinG
ConNecTinG and
Creating and you’ve
probably heard.. i for one
can find the meaning of liFe..
in almost every letter and number too..

For what is life without meaning and purpose..
that’s kinda simple.. life without meaning and purpose..
that we as humans do not have to wait for others to make..

That is what sets us apart from the Rats in Calhoun’s ‘The Beautiful
Ones Experiment’.. where Social Roles go away.. and all a Rat
can eat is provided in limited space.. and community dies
as no rat can break out and create a different life.. sadly..
folks continue to be the audience in the
plays of other folks..
and never find
the WiLL
and sure..
courAGe.. iN
Love of MoVinG..
ConNecTinG creAtinG
to act and produce a play
of social role themselves..
where they are the directors
of Now mY FriEnd.. the play
that never ends now.. whether
we direct it or only spectate it..
from the mall seats of NFL Foot
ball games.. and nah.. one does
not have to be fleet footed in dance
like i am now.. for i too.. was once a shut
in with extreme pain too.. stumbling.. not even
able to make a TV Dinner without falling to my knees..
if i could even play tic tac toe.. as there was a day where
i literally could not play a game of tic tac toe.. the ‘Anti-Christ’
of relative
free will
mY Friend.. with
keyboard dance first..
for metaphor of course..
as all is metaphor that we
as humans can in relative terms
act.. produce and direct.. if only one
letter can be typed in dance to express
that for me at LeASt as the letter H wHOle mY FriEnd..
as two
of brain become one..
two hemispheres of earth
connect in joining online hands2..
bEcoMes one H..
or alpha numerical
8 for standing tAll iNfiniTy
as hUman being becomes
UniVerse sAMe As wHole..:)

A sAddest pARt oF aLL
is when humans put
in chains
and no longer
allow the never
changing reality of Change..
per yoUr axiom two that can be one too..:)

Bottom line..
is the country
that can conquer
most every country
from within.. people say
where i live.. the sky is falling..
the sky is falling.. ’cause of the
potential results of a political election..
i say FucK it.. no matter.. what the laws
protect me enough to alWays be Free.. Now..
at least wHere i for one livE.. within.. mY FriEnd..
A place
i act..
and Play..
other than
that nice to see
you gigoid.. and
anything is better than
nothing.. been there
did/done nothing
and something
is alWays the
Rose that
God kNows2
without any words @aLL..:)


Social Roles.. and the slow dance
vs. Bootie Dancing sway..
twerk now.. arms
of love
and eYes
oF liGht more
distant now than
what was once innocent
Love.. as sure.. a cultural invention..
Patriarchal social roles of innocent
women and white knight men..
i’m glad i had the
to live a
place in a time
to live that cultural
created innocence..
true.. the environment now
better reflects the wild of human
Nature.. interdependent wHere every
one plays a courage and love for existence..
but still the innocence
of the slow dance..
the eYes oF LiGht
that sinG hiGher
i’m glad i had
a slow dance of LiFE first..
iN A world now wHere making
your own social role is becoming
increasingly the Nature of the Game..
the slow dance is fading away.. in
someways i Stil find it at
home still with
a wife
still lives
in that place..
but nah.. no public
dance for the too shy of that
even now.. and that’s okay.. now..
as sure.. i like home base that stays..
And sure.. it reminds me of my first Love
as i can still see the innocent liGht of those fifteen
year old eYes in a place where i wanted to live forever
then.. but forever now alWays changes in liGht and DARk..
and a slow dance of Romance innocent in now surely still lasts
in dreAms
that stiLL liGht
in eYes oF i.. now..
i must say.. i feel sorry
for those folks who never
fELt/FeeL the slow dance days of Love..:)

AnyWay ‘that’ Orleans song reminded me
of this Orleans song and that’s how the
song continues
to play
for me
@lEast iSREAL..:)


Now.. off to dVerse.. a little late from Yesterday
of course.. as an extremely busy
weekend and writing the usual
15 to 20K words in three
days.. wHere the
Quadrille of exactly
writing 44 words for the
day mixed with a prompt
theme for the word ‘Open’
is the required social role play
of the day from dVerse.. ‘Open’.. i’LL
surely go with.. as that could be my middle
name.. hehe.. but 44 words.. nah.. that takes
the spiRit away from the heARt oF art of miNd
and BoDy BaLanCinG soUl in pre-planning
every word.. sure.. i could do it.. but i ain’t
in art for form.. essence of meaning
and purpose is the no rule
of the day other
than fearless
Love for me..
so i moVe on with
fearless Love fully in tow..
and a pen iS my only sWord..
hehe in more than words too haha..
that only gives poEtry that comes.. yes..
from.. head to toe.. as spiRit MoRE Now
warm and tRue with an innocence for Give..
Give.. more.. hmm.. and sure.. i like a few hellos
or hi nice to see ya.. along the way.. or even
just a like that says.. Kilroy.. i saw you..
you are now here.. but again.. giving
more than taking IS A greAtest
privilege and gift
to have
and give..
so off to give more
i WiLL.. particularly..
with no restrictions oF mY SoUL..
as is open.. with no dams to hOld
A River of Ocean wHole Back for me@leASt noW..:)

And yeah.. this is Micro-Verse comment 60,606.. could be lucky..
in fAct iT WiLL be lucky.. as ye of little faith
is not
in my
hehe.. @lEast for mE Now..
as this 703rd Macro-Verse of
longest Long Form Poem continues..
as i continue to surpass now.. my 42
months in witness for all of God of Nature..
i see.. sense more
and feel now
now open
to all that iS
comes morE noW..:)

One of my favorite pArts of
seaSonS noW and the garden
i helped plant with Nature that
surrounds my yard.. is a different
color flower for everyday of the year
to capture and share around the world..
juSt ’cause i can and will..
and sure.. a flower
colors the
same of
can and will..
only humans now
limit the colors
iN Nature of God’s paint..
a Mountain of Love has no fearless
summit for the colors of Love Open..:)

SMiLes my friend.. Glenn..
no word(s) now is big enough
to paint the colors of the
rainbow inside.. not God..
not Existentialism and
not even the
as some folks
suggest the word
came first.. haha..
just do
is the
way it’s
alWays been
dOne @lEast foR noW..
only humans attempt to
capture that in words.. and
that’s fine as long as words beCome
and not
rigid science..
as only dreams
open words to more
of what iMAginAtiOn
MoVes.. coNnecTS and
Creates MoRE.. NoW..:)

giFt of liFe
from birth
to death
open from
my friend.. whetHeR
during or otHeR..
for LiFe..
Grace of Gift
my FriEnd.. noW no
greaTer than liFE..:)

God lives in open blue skies
of clouds.. eYes of any
sKeyes too..
open iS A
to ALL GOD thAT iS..
only ways do not exist
in open of GodSkEYes..:)

ps.. that’s common sense
that religion and cultures
take away with chains
of tribal
that say
do it our
way are get the FucK out..
from delete me.. to ban me..
to FucKinG Crucify me closed too..
hmm.. oh what a day
of finALLy
an oPen pLay
for God to E-Scape
the chain of books
for lesser Gods than ALL that iS..
STiLL juSt waiting to E-Scape Open from within2..:)

Pens extensions of opening fingers that
scratch in sand with sticks
of alphabets
that symbol
an essence more
of what is than can
be said with non-verbal
language of dance.. open too..
but ugh oh.. when the pen replaces
dance.. and finger replaces toes to
move the body whole.. separation of
mind and body BaLanCinG comes more
and the essence
fAdes from
pen as
pen moves
to form more
than essence whole..
and that my friEnd is why
we grow short sighted in ways
of pen.. as the dance of life fades
further from toes that flow more
than lines
of pages..
meadow liGht
briGht meadow
opens.. sky more
than words who line..
as sidewalk way less..:)

Smoke of clouds
cover eYes with
paint of God
ever will..
open or closed..
as clouds always
change as smoke
more than pens
wield.. no..

with Tears..
Pain iS A
death noW
without tears..
Tears are A
Strength ever
more than none..
Sadness better than
nothing aT all.. FeeL iT..
alWays FeeL.. lEt iT aLL Be..:)

Well with that said..
now for lunch and
perHaps a sand
and sun dance..
@12:15 pm..

Off of break here
until i go to visit
my Mother with wife..
a little later but foR noW
more poEtry comes for sure..

Interestingly.. a newest
therapy for PTSD.. is
adventure therapy..
to open a door
for greater
of positivity
over fear to retrain
every peptide memory
of trillions of connections
across all cells to feel liGht
rather than all associated
with the dARk of FEAr..
the body leads
the mind
body is the
mind.. body electric
or whatever Whitman
said is more than poetic
now.. we are beings oF liGht
in everY ceLL of chemical reaction
for positive emotion of neurochemical..
neurohormone.. peptide receptorS in trilLions
of connections singing sharps instead of flats..
And sure.. it works
as i for one.. once shut
in for 66 months can SinG
and DancE solo noW without even
a blink or hesitation of NO that Now
is only fear when it comes to ExpreSsinG
SpiRit oF ARt.. but ha..!.. my aDventures
haven’t been easy.. at first.. buT aLL
well worth it now..
as fear kills every
thing liGht when
and negative @aLL..
Neuroplasticity and EpigeneticS noW
from head to toe A SonG i’LL sinG iSReAL SoUL noW2..
Imagine if the UniVerse could DancE and SinG..
What a gift.. for we caN
with relative
Free WiLL noW
and Fearless Love..
platitudes only.. nah.. we
are connected and all is interrelated
from head to toe.. inside.. outside.. all
around above to stars to neurons
and all peptide
Cells iSREAL..
Sorry that’s several
Quadrille’s.. WiNks but
it’s leg quarters.. they
all joined up and were hard to cut..
as they continued to open up.. see yA.. Freya..:)

i did it before
i read the science..
That happens
A lot
No reaSon but HeArt
The power to heal..
Innate iNstinct
And iNtuition
Yogi and
Other ways..:)

Fear IS A source of all weakness..
stress.. and human diSease..
Fear.. IS A enemy oF aLL
that is oPen liGht..
and without
lighT we
live weakness
iN DArk.. as liGht
iS pro-social emoTions
and seNses and dArK is
An adversary oF liGht.. Now..
Vs.. alWays Strength noW for more…
No regrets wiTh free as liGhT is Home..
for LIFE as liVinG up now rather than down..
and yes.. the first step is to take another now..
in a different
to create
liGht over once
what was dARk
iN Straight lines of priSon..:)

Mary Poppins..
finAlly reLeased
her umbrEllA and let iT aLL go..
just a stand
iN for
Frozen girl..
And Katy Perry..
with a song for
parachute.. too..
samE as RiSinG
FoR All..:)

Breath oF LiGht
LiGht oF noW..
SinG oF
DancE oF FeaT..
what else is tHeRE..
yeS.. Now
Fearless Love
aLL ToGeTHeR..
rePeaT.. as FREE.:)

Clouds are words
Words thaT SinG..
And Sunshine
iS icinG oN
cloudS noW
that open
for even
than beauty oF
Clouds.. coloRed FReED..:)

SMiLes.. i nodded oFF..
yET perHaps dreAms WiLL
BrinG moRE oF iMaGiNaTioN
SinGs as DanCe oF liGht..:)

Pen iS
than the SWord
And oPen.. Dance.. eveN
more powerful than Word..
tRust me.. Women Love
or even
poEtry StiLL to coMe..
aT lEast that’s whaT all the
photos say on the Longest Long
form poem ever.. sMiLes beat liKes..
uP noW..
wiTh Dance
Peace too..;)

LiFe SMiLeS..
It juSt doEs
iT as FloWers
oPen PoLLinAtinG
otHers more for liGht
as DancE and SonG
Fear for JoY BriGht..
Open HeArt..
miNd and
BoDY BaLanCinG
soUL Awakes
iNG moRe noW..aTer
AiR We FloAtinG.. GrAviTy FReED..:)

Addiction noW of the
heArt.. A noose wrapped
loosely but not tight enough
for change..
the change
of empty
the place oF liGht
juSt out of grasp
an opaque
of empty
FiLLed Chalice oF WinE..
with no tears of respite for Love..
Been to this place where only Turkey
Feed off
of Hung..
no longer tHeRE
i sMiLe friEnd and
hope oTheRs can come
back from an addiction of numb..
no.. i don’t drink.. nothing workS in heLL..
wHeRE A thouSand years hang on i of Needle..:)

i’M not particularly
fond of worshipping religious
words.. but what i do find noW as
it is a special interest of mine to study
across the world IS A favorite
one from the
Gospel of Thomas
verse 37 that says
to open uP
to find
you kNow..
the free spirit
of unrepressing emotions
and senses of human beings
set Freed.. too.. and i quote
here.. as WeLL.. noW.. too..

“37) His disciples said to him, “When will you be visible to us,
and when shall we behold you?”
He said, “When you strip naked without being ashamed, and
take your garments and put them under your feet like little
children and tread upon them, then you will see the child of the
Living, and you will not be afraid.”

Hmm.. imagine how different the world
would be if the literal interpretation of
that replaced the same with
The Bonobo.. our
closets cousin.. ‘says’
it works to avoid all
violence.. where
war solves
of tribal instinct
when the joy is naked
and free with Love..
stArted storing
grain.. and the
rest is a history of fear
for having less than the Raven Sings.. Fly.. Free..:)

Other than that.. i find dancing like this in sand
and sun.. totAlly legal and private in my back yard..
frees iT aLL with music to drOwn
out all the lies
hmm.. so
simple to be free..
so difficult to escape.. naked aGain..
whoever wrote that vs 37 was F in Brilliant too..
and sure they were speaKinG of ALL cultural clothes2..:)

Ah.. yes.. my FriEnd.. sMiLes..
the Yang of Courage and
WiLL.. and the Yin oF
and Love..
the marriage
of both within..
eXploDes as LovE
outside.. above.. so below
and all around.. merry iT iS
to be complete as a painting iSReAL..:)

And wiNks that could
have been a Quadrille2
but i refuse
to separate
is from real..:)

LiGht resides in every
peptide receptor of
human cells..
so does DArk
in cells that
of fear and stress.. and sure
muscles tighten up as alternative
to experiencing uncomfortable
emotions.. the body
keeps score
in so many
to truly
open uP is
Free mastery over
body first.. regulating
emotions.. integrating senses
can be as easy as balancing one
foot with the other and perhaps
walking different backwards
than forward
to establish
new muscle
and cellular
memory for a
new day iN liGht
of EmoTions and all
bio-chemistry associated with liGht..
for me at least.. lessons.. hell no.. just
more fodder for did i get it right or wrong..
moving free is loving now.. with no restraints
of science one step two step five to limit FReED..
It’s sort of what Forrest Gump did to forget his Mother’s
Death and all the other stresses in daRk of memory then
of liFE..
i find free
dance is more
fun than pounding
road on 56 year old knees..
sMiLes.. may peace be with
you stArting within my FriEnd..
to open

Love an open
to ways
un done.. foR noW..:)

LiFe.. a chalice..
a drink with no
a wall..
often with
chalice of no HeARt..
open eYes.. clothes.. no
cover of isrEAL iNside..:)

i find ‘he’ never
coMes unless one
builds a field of dreAMs
first.. and finds ‘him’ within
as Father/Mother/Son/Daughter/Brother/Friend
aLL other ones/Nature and Holy SpiRit isreAL noW..onE but that’s
iN Heaven now..:)

4:47 pm.. off to
visit mother with
wife.. Store Dancing
and such fun as that..;)


Quick note to self..
Go to the beach.. Yes..
there’s no place like home..
there’s no place like home..
there’s no place like home..
for the
thaT iS mE.:)

Just came back from
Perusing GodsUniVerseNovel3
yeah.. that longest Macro-Verse of
Ocean wHolE Poem.. encompassing
338,630 words in juSt one Verse..
of over 3,300,000 words whole..
but for me the best
pArts are the
best of Beach
photos i took
over the course of
three years of doing
a total of 100K photos
or so.. with FlicKr too..
the rest of all from Summer
of 2014.. are on that Ocean
whole Poem.. at 60 to 70K
photos or so.. and the 300
could be called the creme of
the Crop.. free to be picked out
of that Macro-Verse lone of allone wHole…
We live in a world where we can share and
give greatly.. the only thing that’s holding us
back really.. is the fear of not owning the world
we live in.. to give and share free.. folks who
think they can make a living off of art.. mostly
fear something.. that could never happen
anyway.. so i say.. no matter what..
life is too short.. not to share and
give the best one lives as
life.. and surely
this photo that
if not 12 Million
words.. is worth sharing
over and over.. juST for
the Beauty of A Day in a liFe
of me.. that i do not care to hoard..
and whatever you give and share that
is left over for others to share and give
free after you die.. is simply an extension
of the soUl oF yOUr liFe isREAL that others
will touch for years.. perhaps thouSands of years
to come.. sure.. life can be much longer than live
if you simply
care to give and
share free.. i find it
more than sad how hard
it is to find some artists.. even
the Beatles.. whose records have
become too vintage to share for free..
every thank you and ever give of inspiration
is the potential spArk of Art of liFE that could
save a person’s life to inspire them to hold on
one more now for liGht.. but of course you
miGht not understand the gravity of that
unless you too.. go to hell.. the dARkest
place oF aLL.. NoW..
and again
and again
and again
that’s why i share
and give.. without worry
of who takes what of what
i give and share.. as only
Love grows after death of Life
when share and give IS A Rule of LiFe..:)


WeLL.. after perusing Beach Sunset
photos today.. that have already
been taken for art..
next stop.. reaLiTy.. this
evening and the sky was
on fireworks of clouds in
God’s aLL NaTuRe CreaTiVity..
oN evenings like this.. nothing
awes me like the
canvas of God’s
sKeYes aLiVe..
in ever changing
art of Clouds eYes..
to enjoy as evening
Masterpiece Theater..iSREAL.:)


And now.. for the MacroVerse Facebook Memory
Parade.. for two days here as i am
sTiLL plAying a bit of catch
uP from all the
activities that
continue to go on..
FReED… hehe.. iSReAL..
first from a year ago.. here is
Sweet 911 Dreams in poeTry
of frigging
terrorist attacks
and stuff like that..
as the River Nile exceeds
her banks for reproductive creativity
in all of fertile ways of giving and sharing FReED..:)

Sweet 911 Dreams

And here is a short quote Micro-Verse Memory from a year ago2..:)

When i am a little boy there is no question..
There is me and Nature and we are ONE..
When i go to school.. i become a lesson..
There is a lesson and me are separate..
When i become a man i go to work..
There is working working always..
Well.. all that almost
Kills me..
Now i am a little
boy again.. there is
no question.. there is
me.. there is nature and we
are ONE.. i live again AM FREE..
There are lessons.. there is working
and yes.. there is moving.. connecting
and Creating but without me.. ALL IS LOST..:)

Hi Zee..
and one should
never forget

Yeah… this one from 3 years ago..
is a might cryptic Macro-Verse but the
Navarre Beach photos are worth a spin.. and
sTIll a little rough around the edges recovering
from hell fresh out of that place here sTiLL.. relatively..
for a couple of months by September of 3 years ago.. to date..:)


Living in the September of Boogie Wonderland.. here.. a Macro-Verse
from two years ago.. speaking on the topic of my Conception Fall
Equinox Birthday of 660 months in 2014.. to.. soon
arrive at 666 months of existence on the Spring
Equinox and Solar Eclipse of 2015.. as well..
with more poetic thoughts of course..:)

Living in the September of Boogie Wonderland

Finding MY new tale here from two years
ago too.. and kinda sad.. as this documents
one of Moby’s last successful jumps to the kitchen
table.. at about 8 years old.. soon.. to succumb to
complications from Diabetes.. the next year at the
end of 2015.. at close to 10 years old.. not even able
to lift himself up to the extra low level litter box.. we
all have the potential for functional disability any now
of our life.. without even any fault of our own.. in responsibility
for these struggles of life.. life is worth living as healthy as we can
make it be.. as there is no escape living in one’s own skin of liFe..:)

Finding MY new tale

FoR the LOVE of Yoda.. Macro-Verse.. from a year ago..
And sure as Karen Carpenter says.. we’d like to make
a contact with you.. sure.. we are all star children..
young and old as one race of human beings
now.. some of we have FReED ourselves
as trUly Vehicles and Vessels of
most extraordinary interplanetary
craft of human flesh and blood housing
the reaLiTy of God inside.. as reflection oF
UniVerse wHole.. sure.. WE ARE YOUR FRIENDS..
those of us who have escaped lies of separation.. once
again.. finding unity within.. and a peace we beseech as
teaching oTheRs as Interstellar Policemen to give others
a messAge of Freedom iN Fearless Love.. hiGhest power
gifted by GoD aLL of naTuRe floWeR oF all as StIll Emerging
Beauty one.. here on this.. lovely PlAneT eArTh that we can
all share globAlly as Love.. we are here to prevent something
horrific in fear and hate from happening.. here now.. as.. star
seeds wE are hEart to protect Nature as GoD’sKeYes oNe noW..:)

FoR the LOVE of Yoda


Well i suppose after
calling Interplanetary Craft
for Interstellar flight.. i might
as well jump on over to dVerse noW
for their Tuesday prompt on Travel..
and perhaps
get back
to that
Prompt on Open..
later tomorrow..
and on top of that
only 11 links so
be somewhat
of a breeze to catch
up fully on that one now..:)

10:55 pm.. 9132016..:)

First oF aLL.. Lillian
in the September North
of Cape Cod relatively
speaking of course from
North Florida.. i enjoyed
your human description in
poetry of this lovely place..
and the photos
add so much
as of course
i for one was
never one for
words until
losing effective
use of my eye sight
for 66 months and hearing
as such as well.. making navigating
the world in words a necessity for one of before
illness.. as a mostly visual thinker.. interestingly too..
some folks have great difficultly thinking visually..
and it often comes out in somewhat more literal
ways of poetry too.. harder to understand with
the more interpretive right side of the human
brain.. as sure.. in metaphor.. as in many
ways.. both work together as one of
course.. anyway.. hoping
to see more travel
photos on the trail
today.. as i would
rather see the
of photos rather
than looking up the
places for stock photos
on Wiki and such as that..

Tourists traps of travel.. reminding
me of my recent Emerald Coast Destin
shores visit.. where that place
is a human zoo.. more than
a beach for
free foot
one with
Nature whOle..
yeah.. can’t imagine
visiting that beach for peace..
for public dance.. sure.. but for peace
noW.. i’ll dance on Sand beyond the stress
of culture ways where Condos are now.. sAdly the
foot prints that stay.. edifice of cultural cancer..:)

Hmm.. a trip to a Bordello as a 13 year old..
the closest i got there was when a girl’s
mother sat on my leg
in the parking lot
of a school dance..
still not quite sure
why she did that
but she said my
leg was too
and it
hurt her butt..
yeah.. i rode a bike
a lot.. and had no frigging
idea.. what sex was.. even at 15..
yeah.. not surprised all the so-called
cat houses closed down.. i understand
that strip clubs are having a difficult and
hard time finding paying customers too..
since the
72 Virgins
in Heaven Free
thing is online
24/7.. at least
it deters Terrorists
attacks.. i guess for
empty promises after
death fulfilled in Heaven U.S. oF A..;)

30 minute jaunt to Heaven.. a path
across sand to the west and out of view
of super tall condos.. a place without even
human foot-prints as sadly most folks don’t
even have it in them.. to walk five miles
to get to heaven..
nah.. it’s noT..
free.. like
they say an
and the Navarre Beach..
big camel of condo culture..:)

For some a tragedy
makes vengeance
a travel mate..
for otHeRs
As friEnd..
A UniVersal
waY noW oF
sayinG heLLo
wiTh eYes thaT
Love iN UniSonG’s
Home.. aWay from Lone.. to Love..:)

SMiLes.. i’m led to ‘her’
by prompt of your French
Exchange travel.. remembering
my Cajun Grandmother.. a business
lady with Foreign Exchange College age
French Students to stay at her home..
where it appears
she served
more than
dinner and a place
to stay.. as rumor goes.. sMiLes..
dying at 69 but living every day as youth..
i suppose we have
something in
common too..
mY Paternal Grandmother
and i.. only difference reAlly..
i kept the first spouse at home..
and never exchanged her as two twenties for a 40..
only.. as
of course..:)

Sigh.. this
reminds me..
i’ve only been
to Disney World
and Washington DC..
spoiLed by the most Beautiful
Beaches and River front
LandS in Panhandle
oF Florida
but StILL
the wanderlust
bites.. the steak and
ice cream served up
by Nature every day..
i can’t get
tired of
it.. iT is
jUsT too Good..;)

WorD tooL..
NatUre wE..
EsSence Tool..:)

SMiLes ..i too.. now avoid
straight lines and borders
and make my entire
life dream
of Emotional
Regulation and
Sensory Integration..
Science is just a scribe..:)

GreaTest heARt
oF hUman
thaT GroWs
morE iN
thaN Books..
SpiRiT moveS
conNecTinG.. CreaTinG
miNd And BoDy WhOle..
Ocean GroWs soUL
wE noW
oF nAtuRE

Interestingly.. for me at
lEast.. i can relate as i just
did a reunion with the only
four cousins on my Father’s
side complete since decades
juST a reminder now to me..
that each hUman connection
IS A unique one that has STiLL
A special FeeL oF anoThEr mulTi
UniVerse created witH FearLess
eYes of Unconditional
Love.. that can
never be
but alWays
liVEd oN as A
GreATer siZe oF soUl..
As Tree of LiFE FiLLs iN..:)

All caught uP
at 12:18 am..


Hmm.. another opportunity to use the
theMe SonG.. ‘Rise’ by Katy Perry..
worth noting when someone
who takes the bible
literally strays
into the Hurricane
of i of words.. like
a stray droplet of rain..
i will consume them and
add much more water to
the mix of the storm
of fearless
Love i AM
a repeat
of a comment here
and a stray drop of
water who entered
my Hurricane
i AM..;)

i’M not particularly
fond of worshipping religious
words.. but what i do find noW as
it is a special interest of mine to study
across the world IS A favorite
one from the
Gospel of Thomas
verse 37 that says
to open uP
to find
you kNow..
the free spirit
of unrepressing emotions
and senses of human beings
set Freed.. too.. and i quote
here.. as WeLL.. noW.. too..

“37) His disciples said to him, “When will you be visible to us,
and when shall we behold you?”
He said, “When you strip naked without being ashamed, and
take your garments and put them under your feet like little
children and tread upon them, then you will see the child of the
Living, and you will not be afraid.”

Hmm.. imagine how different the world
would be if the literal interpretation of
that replaced the same with
The Bonobo.. our
closest primate cousin.. ‘says’
it works to avoid all
violence.. where
war solves
of tribal instinct
when the joy is naked
and free with Love..
stArted storing
grain.. and the
rest is a history of fear
for having less than the Raven Sings.. Fly.. Free..:)

Other than that.. i find dancing like this in sand
and sun.. totAlly legal and private in my back yard..
frees iT aLL with music to drOwn
out all the lies
hmm.. so
simple to be free..
so difficult to escape.. naked aGain..
whoever wrote that vs 37 was F in Brilliant too..
and sure they were speaKinG of ALL cultural clothes2..:)

My Fundamentalist Christian Friend
from Iowa.. Lynn responds to me
on another poet’s site.. who
obviously isn’t a fundamentalist
Christian and a more open minded
believer in God.. as she don’t like it
that i gave credence to the Gospel of Thomas..
as it is not included in a book she feels is infallible..
as she says.. and i fully quote Lynn.. now here.. below..

“Gospel” of Thomas is apocryphal, not canonical…
naked is distracting and too cold in Iowa, Fred..;)”

And in preface here.. the major ruse of pastors of
fundamentalist churches is to say to the congregation
if the miracles attributed to Jesus are not 100% literally
true there can be no God..
that’s just plain silly
when words
God over
the Great I AM
oF all that is as we
are pARt and pARCel
of IAM too.. as even
science shows the
entire Cosmos
as reflection
of God
within we
pArt and pARCel too..:)

So i go on to respond to
Lynn.. hmm.. making the
nice poet’s site into a
religious debate.. hehe..

The Educated Greeks
Determined what sects
Of oral tradition illiterate
Armaic speaking folks in
The area exchanged over
Four Decades.. Ranging from
So-called Christian sects believing
in one to twelve Gods depending on
which sect one talked too.. And for 1500
years or so until the first English printed edition..
There were no copy machines but scribes where
biblical scholars teach budding pastors at Divinity
Schools that those scribes made any where from
three to four hundred thousand mistakes.. Some
minor and some major as all humans do copying
written material by hand with only two letters by
Paul to the Ephesians likely written by an
original author.. And of course the Trinity
Idea was Determined by the soon to
be expanded Roman Catholic Empire
four Centuries after Yeshua died..
Pastors who graduate from Divinity
Schools rarely tell the Congregation the Bible
is far from infallible but they clearly understand that
ye of little faith will never believe in God without myths..
i took the parts of Luke that promise Heaven comes in this
generation.. The Golden rule.. With consume no others with harm..
The parts where with Faith.. Belief and Hope can heal us as even
The Scribe of Science proves now.. And will to do more than Jesus
as that part by John makes sense too.. The rest.. i consider the
source by taking the advice of whomever wrote Luke and
the Gospel of Thomas and find God and the
KinGdoM within.. There was no cold
in the Desert my Friend.. And
the real ISreAL IS A place like
America where all children Of God can
pursue Life.. Liberty and Happiness aka Heaven now..
i for one live there but the original Greek definition of
Apocalypse.. In lifting the Many Veils of ignorance sure
does help along with discernment of truth and light as i
for one complete a full witness for the God.. I Am.. For
42 months with over 3.3 million words in the longest long
form poem in the history of humankind surpassing the previous
centuries long effort of 1.8 million words with a total of 12 million
words documented to this year in 6 years span too on Thanksgiving
Day along with Six thousand miles of public Dance in three years praising..
I AM… Just fully fulfilling what King David said he would Celebrate God on
the Naked part of the Dance too and that my friend Is what 100 percent Hope..
Faith.. And Belief WiLL juSt Do after escaping iSREAL Hell on Earth for 66 months
where one second in Hell is a thousand years with a pain in my right eye and ear
assessed by modern science worse than crucifixion.. That was the hardest part
by far of doing so much more than the myths attributed to Jesus.. But again
my faith

And now i say further..
Here’s the deal it’s
fear that holds people
back from realizing that
Heaven can and will be now
with 100% Hope.. Faith and
Belief now in juST doing a practice
of MoVinG.. ConNecTinG and CreAtinG
with fearless Love now.. in 100% positive
liGht.. what are they afraid of.. what happens
after death of course.. that they may never see
their loved ones from before.. as they cannot
handle the thought they may never
see them again after they
die.. well.. the truth is
they will never see them
the same again
in the next second
that comes as the reality
is we change every now over the
course of a lifetime.. life is all change..
now and even if Jesus could come back now..
he would change too.. as we all do as nows
go by.. and hopefully as the Verse of John says
do more as well.. in human potential continuing
to be set free as the great I AM continues to emerge
with uS as Greater liGht and tRuth now as WeLL.. this
requires much greater hope.. faith.. and belief than a whimpering
belief that all you have to do is say a magic incantation of John
3:16.. and you’ve got it made no matter what you do now..
well sure.. that’s what they say when you buy the
used car at the car lot with the slick
snake oil salesman there..
Religions are designed
to control and subjugate
folks with illusory promises
and fears overall.. including
the control of reproductive freedoms
to make life easy.. where men won’t have
to work to attract mates either.. you know
like doing something else rather than watching
sports on the weekend or reading the Newspaper
all night.. instead of paying attention to your lovely wife..
and sure even science shows that the clergy is in the top
10 checklist of professions for folks with Psychopathic
traits all out to control the heart strings of others for
sexual domination and greater material resources
to hoard some more grains over sharing and
giving.. TrUth and liGht in the now
of Heaven.. is jUSt about
the best we
ask for
in life.. and
this gift is beyond
amazing myths and miracles
for iT isREAL Heaven alWays now..
but to get tHeRe the longest way around
is after death.. and sadly that is the biggest
lie ever established by human beings as
insane as insane can possibly
be believed by the
sheep who follow
blindly afraid
if they
step out
off the sidewalks
of social approval that
they will be outcast and
starve to death.. which of course
is a real part of human instinct for survival
and why this camel is so huge.. and the escape
truly is an eYe of A needle.. that perhaps one has
to endure Hell 66 months to more fully escape.. the
veils of ignorance are legion.. oh.. but the sweet
honey and milk of TrUth and liGht iS alWays
now so soothing.. as the
greaTeST SonG
and DanCe oF aLL
as the gift of God aLL
oF Nature to us Free now..
as The Raven sings now his
or her song.. of abundance
in this iSREAL Land of Grapes of Joy..
where the parachute of culture no longer
holds wE down iN LiGht oF Truth iN practice noW..:)


Hmm.. sUre.. tHis iS worth
repeating and exPANanDinG oN too..

GreaTest heARt
oF hUman
thaT GroWs
morE iN
thaN Books..
SpiRiT moveS
conNecTinG.. CreaTinG
miNd And BoDy WhOle..
Ocean GroWs soUL
wE noW
oF nAtuRE

erbiage says.. in response to me
on Dee’s Poetry site from dVerse..

“Katie, i’m fascinated by your use of capitals.
what are you trying to do with that? is it random?
FARE of nature is interesting, so is the e-yes of eyes.”

Shawna Baby.. My FriEnd.. to my credit says..

“He’s a genius. He’s creating words inside of words,
telling secrets and stories, and most people are
probably missing it. You’ll never meet
anyone as smart as this man.”

And then/now.. i saY in
extended Micro-Verse wayS..

SMiLes.. my FriEnd.. erbiage.. i FeeL/
SeNse poEtry more than ReAson iT
but as Yin and Yang goes.. i do
both.. Standard IQ.. is rather new
and antiquated too.. as all standards
are.. all of
Nature aka
God iF one
can see a painting
even larger than that
in tapestry of finer strokes
as brush of we.. all is synchronicity
and all is ink blot wHere ultimately
our multi-UNiverse as perceived
becomes our own
and liGht
of all that is
aka God As well..
SMiLes.. the longer
answer is on my blog
to the tune of over 3.3 million
words as complex or more complex
than this in the longest long form poem
now arriving at 703 Macro-Verses of Ocean
Whole poem.. that can be titled many things
from that to a 42 month witness for God of all..
to ‘SonG oF mY SoUL’ iN the SpiRit of Whitman
too.. in his prophecy that the standard of before
will be the priests of the cosmos now..
wHere the greatest
Lover of the
iS the
PoEt who
SinGS a SonG
oF soUL Long and Free..
i am the Ocean.. i am a Field..
i am a wave.. a river.. a stream
and a droplet of water as particle
too.. i have no limits.. no expectations
and my dance in real life for 6 thousand
miles in praising all that is life of what i find
now.. in just three years.. iSreal MaGiC2 mY friEnd..
it stArted somewhere in the Renaissance age.. with
folks Like Leonardo.. Michelangelo.. Beethoven.. Mozart…
in darker lives of Van Gogh.. Poe.. Aleister Crowley in more
modern days.. and perhaps even with what remains of a
oral tradition of 40 years for a man who died on a
cross no less no more.. than the price of
free.. i am.. ’cause i can and will..
i do.. aS fearless love powers
all that i do do.. my
Friend.. and
there are others
like me in a new
age.. with no limits
or expectations like my
Friend Shawna here.. who
in her 40’s may do much more than
me stArting all of this at age 50.. and
you too my friEnd.. as you can see me..
more fully.. for most folks they miss the
who of i online.. but haha.. in real life believe or
not.. and sure i can prove it too.. as 1000 smiling
ear to ear dancing girls with me in that same Ocean
Whole Poem with close to 100K total photos and
scores of thousands of music videos tale too..
yes.. i am named Dance Legend at 233LBS of
Arnold looking middle age dude
who wears shades every where
he dances.. in all the public
stores where his
wife ‘Isis’.. let’s just
call her an Egyptian
Goddess for now.. shops.. never
aging either at 46 as the photos now
show too.. and yes.. sHades required
for a stint of Type Two Trigeminal Neuralgia..
for 66 months from wake to sleep also known
as the worst pain known to mankind.. technically
assessed as worse than the pain of crucifixion..
3 hours would have been so much easier than
66 months but that and 18 other life threatening
disorders in synergy of total then effect/affectd of heLL
oN earth.. including losing all my emotions.. even
the memory of a smile.. or laugh..
as there is no reference point
for any of that when
emotions go..
where one second
is a thousand years
of hell where all is time
and in comparison.. in heaven
on earth there is no time at all..
only heaven which makes writing
a full 12 million words as documented
online since ThanksGiving day of 2010..
even in hell for 33 more months then until
the end of July of 2013.. a cakewalk of sorts
where i get to eat the cake and icing whole now..
anyWay.. this is the short version to your answer..
and sure i’ve already discussed the long one to date
now.. thanks for asking.. i’m sort of that dude or dudette
they speak of in the Gospel of John.. who will do works
greater than Jesus.. but nah.. i am just a grain of sand from hell..
or a
seed perhaps
with winds of a hurricane
with a totally calm center
relatively speaking
gets tired..
have a great now..
i find now as the
most delicious place
of milk and honey per that
poem titled Xanadu too.. my friend..
and sure you could call this Hypergraphia
too.. my psychiatrist wanted to give me Epilepsy
drugs to shut the flow down.. but there is no dam
for this River oF Ocean now.. nor shores to hold me back..
and by the way.. Lewis Carroll is said to be Hypergraphic too.. and
sure i can do greater non-sense than this.. as far as literal goes too..
bottom line..
the iNks bLot
for purpose and
meaning we all decide
differently with will and
sAMe too.. all pArt of Ocean
as this micro-verse here
as large.. it may seem
here will go along
with that
verse above of another
micro-verse noW iN a
Macro-Verse larger titled
‘iSREAL Land Grapes of Joy’..
that will comprise the 703rd Macro Verse
of Ocean Whole Poem that is KATiE MiA FredericK!iI
as pen name to date too.. and in that Pen name is
a micro-micro-micro Verse that has many meanings
as well.. and in each letter or number of the English
Language and Roman Numerals as well.. the
Essence of God and Universe whole may
be found.. in micro-micro-micro-micro verse
way as well.. AS above so below my
friend.. the English
on who arts it
can in many ways
reflect the whole enchilada
of all that is.. however.. still
only a form of the essence for all that is..
greater than any human will pen by hand
or digital keyboard as maestro of symphony
of God same.. in abstract symbols.. my FriEnd..
anyway.. Shawna baby.. my friEnd.. set
the standard for this Micro-Verse
my FriEnd.. and apologies
to De here.. for filling
up her blog..
as always
i copy
and paste
what i do as i go
aLong and as alWays
if anyone doesn’t feel
comfortable with a Hurricane
of Micro-Verse or Micro-Micro Verse
blowing through like this.. it doesn’t hurt
my feelings to be erased out in the field per se..
as Ocean Whole Poem retains back ups of all that is here
all over the Internet in many places too.. as i don’t plan now
on having to do this whole thing over.. at least not in one lifetime.. friEnd..
or 3 to 6
or so..;)

Yay for Yoga..
and i
with your poetry2..;)


“The laugh of a child will make the holiest day more sacred still.”
— Robert G. Ingersoll (American lawyer and orator 1833-1899)

“I exist as I am, that is enough.” — Walt Whitman

“One can endure sorrow alone, but it takes two to be glad.”
— Elbert Hubbard

In view of these three pArts of Wisdom..
it’s worth noting that some folks cannot
Feel the Laugh of a Child
nor the FeeLinG
of Sacred..

i exist as i AM
iS rarely enough
iF one can feel
neither the Laugh
of a Child or A
FeeLinG oF Sacred…

For one who can feel neither..
two alone will likely never be glad allone..:)


Facebook Friend Himali..
originally from India..
working in the
United Arab
shares a status
that says friend never
truly leave as they always
live within.. one’s heARt..

And i say.

Hello Himali..:)

Himali returns..

Hello dear friend

And then i say..

Dozing off..
To sleep.. Nice
To see you..:)

Himali shares another Facebook
photo slide and details on 40 places
and things to do in life.. well worth it and i say..

They are currently doing a dVerse Poetry
Prompt on travel.. and although i get out
quite a bit in my metro area.. To Biloxi
Casino’s and such as that.. this reminds
me i don’t get out nearly enough to enjoy all of this..:)

And then Himali shares a slide of Wisdom..
suggesting to tolerate everyone’s opinions about
how they wish to change your mode of operation..
and then just say in so many words that’s brilliant
and go on
about doing
whatever ya
wanna do..
creatively of course..

And i say in response..

Haha.. can’t count
how many times i’ve done that..;)

And finally for now.. Himali shares
a Facebook Status on annoying things
girls who do not wear make-up hear from others..

And i say..

Just another great reason..
i’m glad i’m not girl having
to reach all of cultural expectations
and surely the same for worrying about
any expectation for both males and females…
Free means
not worrying about
cultural limits or expectations..
at least for me.. beyond what is
required of local.. state.. federal..
and community rules for places where
one might like to participate online and
too of course..:)

And now i say in somewhat summary..
yeah.. blogs are nice.. as folks can say what
they want ya to do.. but they cannot make you
do anything.. as long as you please the overall
rules of blogs.. which are very very liberal these
days where as long as play by the laws of the land
you can
art almost
anything as
yes i’ve been
duly noted to do..
in excess of more than most..
hehe.. or perHaps all too.. foR noW haha..
anyway.. when i was linking to dVerse i had
suggestions from folks to sway me their way
of doing art.. frequently to down right rude..
until the administrators started
whittling away at my
creative potential..
no.. you can’t do art
for bucks.. likes.. shares..
followers.. or generally speaking
brown nosing.. if you expect to fulfill
the liGht poTenitAL of yoUr fuLL
creative aRt.. and how
many times in
as this
been proven out
but folks continue to
disregard what history
teaches about the outcasts
of human creativity.. who are not
understood more fully until perHaps even
Centuries later.. as they did not conform to
the standard IQ and grade of the Art Day..
the greaTest pARt iS suPport online
these days can be found in
so many ways
that local
towns could
never likely do before..
even if there was a law
as such for them to respect
the creatively different mavericks
among the other less creative sheep..
the key though still is developing the perseverance
and laser focus.. to by pass all the distractions of modern
life to truly create as free.. and without a continuing practice
of MiNd and BoDy Balance in martial arts and ballet-like
dance.. i could never have the focus to get all this
fun art dOne.. At LeASt for mE.. every element
of my practice of liFE works for the whOle
of allthatis.. aka God.. and this is
a ship that is an ocean
who will
not sink..
as i got this
shiT figuRed out
witH all that is hELp from GoD..;)


For the longest time..
i feared having pets..
and never had another dog
after the first one died.. and with
allergies inside to both cats and dogs..
the need to breathe superseded the need
to feel the
Love of another
mammal real..
yes.. i got
over that..
and of
Mama’s who
love unconditionally
give the same.. my Wife’s
greatest pain in losing her
mother is she never felt love
from her mother.. i suppose that
could be A dArkest place oF all..
fortunately for her..
her Grandmother gave
that to her.. and her death
was very hard on her..
but perhaps not as
hard as the
never felt love
from.. a Mother who
seemed like she needed
more from Wife.. than love
to give to her.. and when
my Father died.. a
couple of years
ago.. i was
unsure if
i could grieve
at all.. as he never
really could express
emotions enough to ever
even get too close to him as
those two ships that
pass in the night..
writing helps to get
it out.. and as long as i can get
it out.. the grieving can be a muse
to give more love as gift of writing from
what is received in life as love.. and of course
that applies to all of what can be A SpiRit
ExpReSsing as hUman heARt from a
Dance of a SMiLe.. to a Symphony
of miNd and BoDy soUl
BaLanCinG iN all
the ways that comes..
bottom line for me.. is my
Mother’s Love spArked the Love
oF i.. however.. we are human and when
we find ourselves outcast for whatever reason
from the social group.. we suffer in misery as
social animals by default are evolved
to do liFe toGeThEr in the touch
of LoVinG eYes.. hands and
sure hips and otHeR
pArts as weLL
of Ocean Whole Love..
with Fearless too.. noW
that liGht pARt of my MoTheR
LiVes within.. both nature and
nurture.. flowerS iN Garden oF liFe..
It seems my sister inherited more of
my Father’s brain as ‘they say’ that is Evolution’s
way for survival too.. as daughters who survive
infanticide over ages tend to look more like the father
in many ways.. including behavior.. and sons the same by
OF Love
spreads as WeLL..
Love grows.. bottom line..
and i’m sure my sister feels
the same way about my mother..
but i desire to spread the love of my
mother decades after she is gone.. the
gift that keeps giving.. in a room for oTHeRS..:)

AnyWay.. iT aLway’s
hard it seems to be
And art
is aT leASt
a spArk for allone..
my friEnd now.. the


WeLL.. 3:21 pm..
9142016.. sTiLL
and back to dVerse
for one Travel Prompt
link left iN
a sparse
of 12 liNkers so
far and back then
to the Quadrille week
Long prompt on the term
‘Open’ that seems to
continue to
draW iN
a crowd for now..
hmm.. makes me wonder..
as most poets seem introverted
if they are mostly homebodies who
rarely get out to Travel.. like me for
decades too and still limited to the
Southeast Gulf Coast Region.. as WeLL..:)

“Voyageur”.. a title for
your poem.. Sanaa..
and a lonely place
of traveler.. i sure..
can relate..
never having
girl friends in high school
rarely for even one date..
i traveled to the movies..
the shows of Romance
and couples holding
hands.. the fair
of loving
loud embraces
as Spring of Love
iN Winter’s Hot
Chocolate in
games of
homecoming too..
my High School football
Team won the state championship
in ’78.. and finally my ‘Voyageur” status
of Love found a first love that year.. 10
months later back to ‘Voyageur’ travel
again for Love.. quick stops here and
there for warmth.. but
never travel full for
love until
age 28 in ’89
and a river of life
of love from a wife who
never ages.. sure.. i can appreciate
that enough to love her.. where she
never will.. age.. smiles at least not yet at 46.. travels young..
as the photo evidence of the blesSing of that magic continues..
i always wished for
what ‘they’ named
as sweet sixteen
in highschool..
and as my cousin’s wife
said at a recent family reunion..
Katrina is “The Eternal Teenager”..
Be Happy for what yA wish for when dreAms iSREAL..
and by all means.. count those blesSinGS as they may never
happen again.. who kNows.. even in hiStory of 3.3 million words
and 100K photos.. my wife is quite a muse as travel of ‘Voyageur”
goeS on..
iN TrUman
sHow stYle..;)

Hmm.. that was/IS A Cool
Prompt.. i think the deadline
is midnight or so.. hope for more
voyeur travel opportunities to expand on later..
but yes.. as mentioned before.. now back to ‘Open’ Quadrilles now..;)

The giver..
the nurturer..
the people pleaser
too.. the Nurse who now
cannot separate emotions
from healing others whole..
but a caution
to the all
for rest
as the injured
loves are more than
few.. and bodies too..
White Knights
of Arcs
and even
Mother Teresa’s
have felled to long dARk
niGhts of the soUl as those
who love others more than
self of preservation now…
sad.. how much
love iS
iN the
history of those
eYes that cavern now..
And i think the clinical
term for that is Draining..
or the Hero Archetype who falls to dARk..
and in my opinion.. likely associated with
Fibromyalgia too.. as Angels are Human2..:)

Way back when i lost my
soul.. there were those
who said my words
were eloquent
and full
of feelings..
how opaque
that window was
into the eYes of soULs
who could still see and
feel the SpiRit in only
empty sheLLs of
words oF i..
left of
GRowN CoLd
from dead sea
Black Hole Soul..
sure.. a logical memory
of vehicles and vessels
that housed the essence
of my humanity and.. lesSon
for the rest of my eternity now..
Essence is what counts over Form..:)

sMiLes.. my FriEnd
i find ‘wildlife’
to be iN
A Longest Long Form Poem..
perHaps.. one IS A Robin too..
Unfortunately.. most Birds
cannot open the poem
up but that
will change..
then.. even if..
Robins.. never know..;)

Love folks..
who ride by seats
of Motorcycles so
free now.. air in hair
live now..
go for broke
stay fixed for Free..
oH.. Jack London.. your
changed dog to Wolf
lives as me.. but nah..
i’LL dance free and save-on helmets..:)

Bingo.. 44..
it’s like MonKey’s
typing.. sooner or later..
even free ones
iN Zoos..
hehe.. and twice..
i kinda cheat-ed to geT-iN..
That reminds me.. yes! Toy
Soldier..! i needed that Song..
Sorry.. no conText
a cAll….
from ET
phones home..44..2..;)

MecHanical Cognition
HeARt Cognition..
Free WiLL
to feed two miNds
in BaLanCinG for oNe Free SoUL..
and Body of course
as EmoTioNs
from head
to toe.. by way
of Vagal nerve
as some folks say..
Kundalini Serpent FReED2..
Emotional Regulation and
Integration of senses.. MoVinG..
ConNecTinG and creaTinG.. it’s
not enough tRuLy to open
A miNd and heARt
in BaLanCe with
as life is
more than
even poeTry of heARt..
HeARt moves from head to toe..
Abest way to close heARt is
to STiLL
A MoVinG
DancE oF liFe..
Children often FeeL better
as they DancE without reaSon..:)

of human nature
as science shows
half are leaning now
conservative and closed
minded mostly.. and now the other
half goes liberal and more progressively
open minded.. split
jury of everything..
most often..
as being human…
Order in the court
vs free
aLL.. both
sides have thEir
merits.. even stuck
in gears of going no wHere much..
sTanding more
STiLL in
aLL of both sides..:)

SMiLes.. it seems
tHat NatUre only
asks.. liKe
we spiral
Free iN BaLAnCinG..
And then hUman
and moves
one way oF liFE..
Lesson of Nature
Spiral FloW as noW FReED..:)

sMiLes my friEnd Sumana..
i thiNk all the problems
in the world can be
traced to one
three letter
word of ‘own’..
and then when folks
attempt to name Nature
God and ‘Own God’.. comes
stuff like destroying ‘Islands’
and so many otHeR species
along the way…
To Give Love
Freely in sharing
is trUly A greATest
evolved gift yeT.. And
this EARTh as home to do
thaT is Equal giFt oF Nature onE..
All of this is in plain site of FeeLinG..
but only for those who SenSe and FeeL iT..
Nature Deficit Disorder stArts wiTh a three letter
word of own.. and ends in a six letter phrase of GoD owN..:)

SMiLeS noW..
i used to watch
politics until
i determined
that both sides
alWays win..
then i lEarned
to Love it all open.. sacred
and holy and i won heaven now..
all IS A FeeLinGs and SeNses..
rest is an inkblot test.. i choose
to love iT all.. sImply
’cause i can..
the gift
of fearless
love with eXpanding
liGht and LoVe of DaRk
and struggles sAMe.. as
sure it is no surprise
that ark
iS iN dARk..
but nah.. not
much for smAll
talk but i Love it..
and all those kitty
kats on Facebook too.. as the
Internet is developed souly for ThAT..
thiS eNtire rUse is to showcase mY KAt..;)

5:11 pm..
eat now..
continue later
after all of that..;)

Back at 10:27 pm.. 9142016..
for more ‘Open’
themed liNks
from dVerse..
juSt liKe
all the way..;)

oF.. oPen..
alWays noW..
Now ways all
Penning thAT
aS Present day
ways.. Open doors
go both ways..
and liGht
vieWinG iT
from Distance
All is Masterpiece
taPestry wHole Paint..:)

Morning star memories
anew each day
oF liGht
distance of
moonLit reminders..
sleep peacefully
until day
Sunlit liFe..:)

Wow.. first.. amazing.. a poet shared Ammonia Avenue from
Alan Parson’s yesterday.. and now Kim is sharing
The Trees by the great deep deep band
Rush where every song is
a masterpiece of
poetry too..
same as
Alan Parson’s
too.. Led Zeppelin..
etc.. wHere the words
of the new age prophets
are written on concert hall
walls.. more and less.. as back
in the red state town i live in..
deeper ways of poetry
could only be
found then..
in Rock and
Roll.. so watered
down it is now.. compared
to what Geddy Lee and Rush
could do to bRing so much meaning
to Lyrics of a Song in the 70s back then..
most sadly nature deficit disorder rules the
world a cultural cancer upon the earth that
is erasing breathing from the Tree oF LiFE supplied
as oxygen
to the
of what
Mammal liFe
does best.. Breathe..
A Tree oF liFe iN liGht..:)

Faded Sunflowers lining
Open heArt
to BrinG
liGht back..
sure.. been to this
place too.. for a year
or so when young.. but
66 months later in the
middle of what life
in hell can be
as not
so well..
but surely
there is strength
in the smile so tired
of whining that’s all
that’s left to do..
to shield others
from the
one lives in
side.. i was
determined never
to say another negative
word.. never complain and
eventually imagine and create
a way for liGht to travel back real..
so let it be written so let it now be
done.. when the starlit connection
of words and emotion finAlly SinG
in Unison
a SonG
oF liGht..
tHere is no
mistaking the
oTheR place for
those who pen it
experiencing dARk isREAL..:)

i suppose the words came
first.. connecting emotions
to words.. and then a walk
every night at 3 AM..
the dark
woods no
longer to bring
a chill along my spine..
and then a dance.. with
never lessons.. and now
a spiraling balance
of all limbs
from head
to toe..
with emotional
regulation and sensory
integration never had before..
the body keeps score.. and
the score can be changed my
FriEnd.. never give up as the
next dance may be as youR liGht..:)

an open..
i sheD thE bubbLes..;)

Well.. i must
say one day.. my wife
and i may open a liNk or
too in an assisted living
home.. more than likely
she’ll be assisting
me like she
is now..
and i’LL
sTiLL be
then.. rarely
catching uP on
what i wrote.. as
wRiTing Goes oN peN iS
alWays.. reADy to pLay..
even iF.. the dance fades Away..:)

i find that
with an open heArt..:)

i’m entertaining
changing the title
of my current Macro-Verse
per.. iSREAL Land Grapes of Joy..
but grapes keep coming up every
where i go.. the other one is
sigNature sUn arE onE..
and i muSt
say folks
are ratHeR
odd about
sharing and giving
tHeir grapes.. sweet
iS in that taste.. unbridLed
by ownership as fruit of VinE..:)

And afteR All
‘thaT joY’..
i’M sUre
i’D oPen
uP iN joYous
unBridLed dAnce..:)

trUe hUman
Force of
Love.. rarely
seeks the Power
and Status required for Lead..
but of course they
the earth..
in who
and what they are..:)

Open Books of heARt
alWays free
to touch
for read..
are my favorite
ones to bridge
heArt and miNd
as no hOlds are barRed for Free..:)

Apocalypse oF Doors
as original Greek Definition
says.. lifting veils of ignorance..
inside more
one or the
LiGht SinGS
TruTh wiTh veils
flaiLed AWay…:)

SMiLes.. an opportunity
to keep brain waves
away from beta
worry to
of alpha
and theta
trance seems
to alWays keep my
fLow a Going.. but of
course even the possibility
for stress free makes that possible..
the reaSon
floWs as
A heARt iN liGht
wiLL.. tAkinG FliGht..:)

Ending the open prompt..
now one more Travel liNk
left and i’M donE
with dVerse
for noW..:)

Travel of food
aCross the globe..
spices.. and sweet
stuff along the way..
change iS alWays
as time
zones differ..
oh.. but the taste
buds.. do liGht uP
when a variety oF liGht
A CuLiNary deLiGht..:)

11:50 pm.. 9142016..:)


Scattered Love

Sure.. why not share every Facebook
Provided Macro-Verse Memory of
before.. aS oNe comeS noW
from one year ago..
as a title
IS A Poem..
and PoEtry iS all
that flows from heARt
in words of HUman from
the source of God oF Nature’s
GreaTest Gift to hUman and all
other animals that is sentience..
yes.. FeeLinG.. SeNSinG SeN
SualiTy too.. and in some..
ImAginAtioN.. iN MoVinG
ConNecTinG.. and
CreATinG more
to add a verse
in continuing
of All ThAT iS
AKA GoD oF NAtuRE noW..
in the interconnecting.. interdependent
relationship oF aLL.. every pARt of God
from the Dandelion that grows wild to
to the number 6 Developed along
with all other globally
now established
by the early
East Indians on the
South Asian Continent
later to be developed by
Arabians as the spirals of
the numeral 6 reflect the
Italian Scholar Fibonacci’s
Golden Phi Spiral mean of 1.618
as this scholar encountered these numbers
from Hindu-Arabian numerical system and spread
them in Europe where they would eventually become
the world standard of numbers in math.. as this Phi Spiral
reflects the patterns of how God of Nature moves in sentience
and every moving electron around nucleus to subatomic Quantum
particles to the curled fetus and cat.. Hurricanes.. Sun Flowers.. Nautilus
Shells.. Galaxies around Black Hole Suns and all around.. above.. so below..
inside.. outside all of what we are and see in and as our existence now..
even when the words flow with pen and voice as science can
measure now.. outside of pre-planned lines
that control the free of heARt
poETry.. PoEtry is the
free expression of liFE..
and all of existence noW..
it exists at the smallest of
particles to the all in all.. Poetry iS
God FReED.. sadly.. humans in their
sealed packages have attempted to
chain this freedom out of change of
flow than never ends.. however
God looks right through
them and
to change..
God is Free.. and so am
i and WE.. God plays no
games of hUman rules..
and all they are is
brown paper
we look wRitE
through and escape too..
as Words Seed Scattered Love..:)

Words Seed Scattered Love

Sure.. now.. why not continue to give.. share.. move on..
A place wHere everyOne kNows yOur Face
Macro Verse Memory here.. from
two years ago.. some folks
more extraverted who
gain energy from
the social connection
for sure what science shows
is among the 80% of the animal
Kingdom who are born rovers vs born
sitters.. for some the environment consumes..
scares.. and inhibits movement.. for others.. environmental
change drives movement seeking stimulation to create and
produce more that has never been seen before.. and sure the
one’s who sit out of greater fear become rule makers to angle
skyscrapers to make more sense where trees and
shrubs and even rain on sand becoming silt
is ever changing too.. a balance of
nature it is.. as those who
sit are less likely
to die in accidents
early than those who rove..
and take chances to make
progress grow.. in God emerging
more in all of wE as Team liGht over
team dARk in Fear of course.. anyWay..
the powerful play does go on.. as some
dead poets also say.. and some of wE add
verses and some of We stay stagnate and fear..
holding on to our feathered nests and the
safety for the children we spawn too..
and all of that is okay as it makes
the world go ’round and
’round in free and
guarded ways
in all species
as it were and still
is now.. and i’ve been blessed
to be in center of this.. the extreme
of the one who sits closed in as
bedroom sitter for 66 months
to now the Dancing Guy
all around metro way..
known mostly by
face of shades
and dance of Feet
with arms and torso
and hips that swirl as
Golden Spiral Mean
of Phi too.. and i must
say the Rover in mE or the
Good Cop Mr. Hyde has so much
more fun that the goody two shoes stiLL
of the Dr. Jekyll and Sheldon Cooper of Before..
sure.. Clark Kent too.. and Bruce Wayne in the
nerdier version of Adam West too.. all human
archetypes from domesticated to wild..
to the Jesus who turns over money
tables to the Good Cop Jesus who
turns the other cheek.. and Loves aLL..
and sure.. add in the unconditional
Love to WilD and one moves
beyond the archetype
of even Superman
and more..
as God continues
to emerge anew in we who move..
connect and never stop creating reneWed..:)

A place wHere everyOne kNows yOur Face

And sure.. the dArkest sides
of all the Isis headhunters..
so far away from the
Goddess ISIS protecting
all of Nature.. the ones who
who use a Penis for a spear
of raping little 12 years old girls..
the ones who crucify those who
believe different and if you think that
is attached to any specific religion.. nah..
it is psychopathic compassionless driven
with no affective empathy that feels only the
pain of others as pleasure.. the illness of the
heARt that is never born or dies as black whole soul..
Gun Black Boots that kill all of Love in tHeir way
of domination.. subjugation.. and rule by illusory
fears and promising the rape of little girls..
devils born.. devils bred.. devils
nourished by fear and hate..
Love will never either
tolerate or
accept this..
Love will if necessary
strike this down as the
Angel who steps on the
devil who iSREAL and
crushes the
breath of
the fear and
hate but nah..
words will do as
there are some words
much more powerful than
swords.. the words that come
from the Good Cop God in
all of We who Fearless Love..:)

Gun Black Boots

The Facebook Algorithm Video Slide
Production Assistant continues to serve
faithfully.. although the embedding feature
for profile photos both current and historical
in terms of sharing on blogs continues to go
a route of SNAFU for now.. and that’s okay..
as the my own trusty photo stream and
stored photos in Macro-Verse
way are plan B..
and i’ve got
plan C
and D
F for
alpha numerical
6 degrees of separation
that make Unity for
back uP as it were
and is still for now..
hehe.. so my
fingers can
keep on
in a
with no
worries of
and tHeRe as Murphy’s
Law is due challenge
than can be defeated
with a little human common sense..
for the longest run.. even after death..
as far as the KA of my SoUL liVinG oN..
with or without out me.. life goeS on..
but sure.. why not continue to love
after death but you will only
understand that for
free and
not for
big bucks
if Angel eYes
of Empath hUman
liVes as you kNow..
iN F E E L i n G noW..
where the needs of the
many outweigh the mortalLiTy of the one..
anyWay.. every letter.. hindu number..
word.. poem.. and photo
and all of extension
of God in culture
the interconnecting
interdependent relationship
of all that is.. GoD now.. i
juSt happen to gRoW aS i
continue to exPaNd the girTh
of sentient lens view.. and give
and share that as i continue to live onE..:)

And finAlly.. a share of
17 year old Fred in his
Graduation Annual photo
Suit for Senior year.. along
with a picture same of sister
a year ago.. for her special year
book day as Senior too.. and then
a smiling little boy.. who doesn’t try
to limit his smile.. and the smile that
lives again.. in the heARt of a boy who is Free again..
nah.. tHeRe ain’t much smile left by the time i reach
17 after 12 years of school.. but that is what
life spent in mechanical cognition
can and will do.. for those
smartY pants among
us who get
our gold
stars of life
from making
the grade the
teacher loves the
most validating tHeiR
accomplishment of meeting
the grade culture expects too..
and art goes missing from smart
and if you are lucky that doesn’t
end in S and M modern Isis ways..
anyWay when Science and Art
comes toGeTHer aS BaLaNCinG
in HuMan BeinGS it’s like splitting
an atom.. as Force more comes
in S times A of Fearless Love
to bE.. as a sMiLE
goes wide beYond..
aS iNfinITy noW..:)


First.. we had Christian Grey.. you know that
Billionaire or so.. from Shades of Grey..
with a drug addict mom.. who could
not provide him with
the empathic
and compassionate
connections in the brain
and rest of body that come
with touchy feely love from ages
0 to 3 and later as well.. if the pipe
of love gets all damned up by social
abuse in whatever form that comes as
outcast too.. so.. sure.. his brain gets twisted
in another way out of body balance and
Sado-Domination becomes his
way of gaining pleasure
over the pain of others..
sure.. no different really..
just legal in comparison
to the Isis bred soldiers
who rape little girls and can
feel pleasure from their pain as
they are missing what makes us human
fully as well.. and now.. not really surprising we
have Christian Wolff.. cute little word play.. as sure
the Jesus dude kinda made up his moral code as
he went that defied the rule
as law of the land
before.. at least
what we know
of the Good Cop
Jesus and Bad Cop
Jesus.. ranging from hate your
mama.. daddy.. brothers and sisters..
and children too.. if they do not follow
your new moral code.. or perhaps turn the
other cheek for another blow across the face
if that is the relative moral authority that the code
of the day makes for now.. it’s pretty easy to tale that
more than one person and probably a gridlock church council
meeting.. no different than the congress of today came up
with a health plan like that just enough to get it through
for final approval.. otherwise.. it would not be anywhere
near that contradictory if one person and one
person only wrote the story.. and sure..
there is.. i bring a sword and not
peace.. and Love your
neighbor as yourself
in consuming no others
with harm.. and live by the
sword and die by the sword..
not much integrity in that New Testament
in that Jesus dude if you really take the time
and effort to peruse it from back to front to
back again.. in a day.. not a year span.. of
forgetting what was said before.. amazed
i am that decades old pastors.. cannot
remember the cognitive dissonance
verses out of their killing and
loving book that tells a
tale of darkest dark
and lightest possible
light in old day terms so well..
but perhaps they are not accountants
like me that measure all of what comes
in empirical way.. and perhaps they are not
fluid intelligence makers of art new.. taking all
of rote memory and mixing it up and making something
brand new beyond.. of what they quote in crystalized
intelligence of the verses they care to remember from
their good book too.. sure.. it’s obvious that
Clark Kent and Bruce Wayne and
even Dr. Jekyll were all on
the autism spectrum
toward the
Asperger’s range
and surprisingly to some
but not to me at all now for sure..
came an epigenetic.. and neuroplastic
change.. no different really than the call
of the wild from that Good Book.. The Call of
the Wild.. yes that really good book that describes
so well the Nature Deficit Disorder than lives within
human being.. where the call may never be heard
and answered across a Clark Kent life sPan now..
and no doubt the literary agents who wrote
the books had a touch of the Asperger’s
too like Stephen Spielberg and the
eclectic Nature of
his movies
too.. then/now..
but here’s the thing..
if you are an Asperger’s
touched person and you find
a niche like the Accountant finally
did in the movie above.. you ain’t
functionally disabled in society as long
as you can make some dollar bills to live on the
niche you do.. and true.. it could take an entire
lifetime for a Mozart Opera to sell.. or a comic book
strip.. or whatever other niche one finds that might
not be in vogue yet
at the point in
culture where
fluid intelligence
explodes to do something
new.. but seriously.. those who
just copy what was done before..
basically go out of memory.. unless
they are someone like Muhammad
or the Isis folks who basically
paraphrase what was done
before.. and enforce it
by the power of the
sword.. and
promises of
raping whatever
is conquered next
by similarly inclined
warring psychopathic
leaning folks who come too..
yeah.. i can relate to this Accountant
movie in many ways.. but the guns shit
just don’t reflect the Empath Angel version
of the sorta Eros dude i am now.. hehe.. just waiting
for Sheldon Cooper to break out into joyous dance
and start writing poems around the world to give
up the crystalized limits of physics still today..
and this would have been a much
more fun movie in my eyes of
Fearless Love instead of the
of Navarone
or whatever bigger
guns come next instead
of my way of Sunsets of
Beautiful Navarre Beach sTiLL
now… yeah.. i’ll go the naked
version of King David way of
dance instead.. and the Good Cop
Christian Jesus dude way of Golden
rule ways too.. sure.. i could be the Bad
guy if that made sense in Vengeance way..
but i don’t have to.. as my niche is Fearless Love..
i N Coming IN Glory Victory now..
and poetry and dance and all that
artsy fartsy stuff that Red
State folks love to
make fun of too..
and that’s okay.. there
is room in the world for Bad
Cop Jesus’ and Good Cop Jesus’
too.. it’s the way of dARk and liGht..
that will likely always exist as long
as the propensity for the dArk knight
of the heARt continues to exist.. i’LL
go the White kNight route 66.. after all there are sTill
some women in the world looking for a hero.. like thaT..
oh yeah.. and this ends today’s eXploration iN poEtry
of HeARt.. and SpiRit eXpresSing thaT emoTioNal..
miNd and BoDy BaLanCinG SoUl for now.. sure..
i’LL go with ‘sigNature sUn arE onE’ as titLed
Macro Verse 703.. and
iSREAL Land Grapes of Joy
is already in the mix foR noW
too.. anyWay.. mY Niche could
have been Mozart or Beethoven
too.. but Carpal Tunnel syndrome
etched a stop to that potential of piano
there.. back in ’07.. i wanna do iT all2..sure..
actor.. producer.. Director of my own GD play..
my niche is no limits.. no expectations and it’s
amazing what a person can do with two hands..
a body.. and a tool like an iPhone6s.. and iMac
Work Horse desk top computer too.. tHere is no
limits with fluid intelligence from head to toe..
and with trans-humanism benefit of
technology as slave of
art assistant..
with no
as helper
now.. there are
no limits.. and even if
Shawna.. my Friend gets
to the point of her Asperger’s
Flavor of not understanding what i do..
i understand.. i juST do it.. and i will never
enforce anyone else to my moral code by
the sword or the gun same more
than Love oF art..
it’s R and R
Sacred and Holy
Thursday for me..
i am at least cautious
enough not to go back to
the worst disorder oF all.. i had
before.. Nature Deficit Disorder.. the
one where the cAll of the wild goes
faint to lost.. sure.. Christian
Wolf Real iSREAL Wild
Good cop wolf
my pen
name too..
but sure noW..
KATiE MiA FredericK!iI..
speaks literAlly milLions of
words to.. all twelve of the apostles
of multi-verse numbers i for one create now
WiTh God Allone now.. as i ain’t gonna wait
for anyone else to pick up a ball that i for
one can lift over my head and
carry for steps and
words more
of PoEtry
to nowoneforevermore
come foR NoW.. so.. back
at 3 am with some fun dancing
photos from my 127th week of
dancing with all the cool college
age folks at Good Old Seville Quarter too.. Thursday night..
and perhaps this will get published later on today.. Thursday
9152016.. with ‘those photos’ on my own version of nine sixteen sixteen..:)


SMiLes.. my FriEnd.. Zee..
tHeRe IS A most beautiful
Flower in our yard named
as Passion Flower..
it’s almost
like a new
planet of color
in flower form
that could be
the home of
God and sure
in some ways it is
as pArt and parcel oF wHole
as we all are.. i particularly
appreciate the flower this year..
as few have bloomed in a
Summer of much rain
and fertile conditions
where the year
before was
more drought like
a desert.. and the
Blooms came even more
beautiful than ever before
in God’s co-Creation after
the struggle of desert before..
however.. the Winter came late..
and the flowers continued to bloom
through January.. and after all that
ease the blooms are not nearly
as much as that year of
struggle.. a flower
is God and a flower
is human.. the struggle
of dARk is what makes
liGht my friENd.. and
the powerful play of God
iSREAL goeS on for anoTher
now.. in all the sHades and hues
of color and grey to Kingdom come
that iS alWays now my FriEnd.. anyWay..
the great thing about writing poEtry.. iT allows
what Nature shows too as a dArk muse to bRing
a greATest liGht of Bloom in Flowers aS weLL..
and to continue the waves of muse from
low tide to high tide and the ‘tween
of all that is that balances..
we human
the sAMe..
you bRing back
memories of those
days of grief so long ago..
of my first love.. and that my
friEnd is enough to spaRk a greater
Bloom in Flower of i as WeLL.. bottom
line my FriEnd is we are all in this God’s
greaTEst play of liVinG liFE toGeTher…
To give and share is the greATest
Gift God gives uS in
both liGht
and dArk of
Struggle and
Joy.. to hold hands
up higher rather than
lower now.. mY FriEnd.. So
sure.. for today i’ll leave you with
a Desert Rose from Sting as you
kNow and FeeL MuSiC and SonG
and even photos of Nature’s SonG
Can BrinG a GreAtest HeaLinG Force too..:)


Nah.. i guess i wasn’t quite finished with
this 703rd Macro-Verse after
all i just said and did..
and the Facebook
Secretary just
me up a
small helping
of the Nature photos
i took this morning where
it was so easy to see God in
a Dandelion.. that most folks
pull up to discard or use pesticide
to slowly choke and kill.. to wilt
of golden Flower as God’s
Will to live in all stuff
alive.. oh.. for
the order
and purpose
of human that
is scared of stuff
stiff.. out of line.. as i too..
once had to have my garden
bricks in line or oh no.. OCD could
rule the scared and anxiety of me
temporarily in an illusion of control
over simple acceptance of what
iS in the beauty of the larger
picture that is
in sentience of life..
Free to live as Ocean Whole..
like my longest long form poem..
that so many folks have attempted
to talk me into pulling up to make more
presentable.. like a nicely trimmed sidewalk
to mansion of bricks.. nah.. my mansion will
be one oF art.. and Dandelions who refuse
to grow the way of human sheep shears..
just a reminder of the DandeLioN
of God who gRoWs on in GoD
arms of Free art as a
verse of UniVerse
that will not
be trimmed
and fearful
hands of control
of God’s art Free iN all oF uS noW..
yes.. i am a special snow fLake if
you see the more fuller Lake
of the F oF Y i.. FReED..
and sure you are
invited to
Paradise too..
for i am only
Luke Hot sTiLL for the Summer
in SpRinG oF eYes that liVE oN noW..
but in my case always going uP noW2..:)









BeforE and After NovEL pARTy

BeforE and After NovEL pARTy
Introductory post to Free Novels


41K words
Free Verse Poetry Novel


51K words
Free Verse Poetry Novel


338,630 words
Epic Free Verse Poetry Novel
Approximately 3000+ printed pages…
With Hundreds of Beautiful Beach Photos..:)


KATiE MiA FredericK!iI
3 Million plus words
Super Epic Free Verse Poetry Novel
SonG oF mY SoUL..:)
Approximately 30,000+ printed pages…
just ’cause
i caN
buiLd iT..
FoR Free..:)

CrediTs FiELd oF DreAMs

And yeS.. FinAlly..
CrediTs FiELd oF DreAMs..
A Thanks YoU oF sORts..

Love iS

GRains oF SaNd
hOld mounTain
LoVe NoW..:)

GodsUniVerse 42 HiTchHiKinG

GodsUniVerse 42 HiTchHiKinG
Hmm.. more and less..
A Meaning oF liFe..

After Book oF Fred

After Book of Fred
And Purpose
of course too..
for mE..:)


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After Book oF Fred




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i have an “After Book of Fred”
to write.. so i guess i’LL
get stArted..

Oh.. by A way.. my therapist
says i should give Ted Talks..
as i continue to
help her
her other
so.. sure.. i”LL
continue the Fred talk.. hehe..
And yes.. she literally did say
that yesterday.. as even my
atTest too..
Sure.. writing close to
12 million words crosses
over to the spoken world too..
and sure.. i fully express emotion..
and that my friends equals
what politicians
in Words and non-verbal
Langauge as Charismatic
and Magnetic.. sure.. the
Body Electric too..
if i could
Dance with
Hillary i could give her some more2..
or get in a room with Trump and make
his head explode.. as sure.. i have
a certain.. intellectual
and spiritual
now too.. hehe..

And first2.. i’LL stARt wITh one
of the nicest compliments i’Ve
ever received from a fellow blogger
Hailing from roots in Ghana..
but i..
‘long ago’..
living on
a virtual
world named
the Wrong Planet
wHere a deficit of
reciprocal social communication
was the diSease there.. i made much
effort to conTacT.. but with little ever response
from others.. and in the sea and ocean of all i do
in life.. as friend.. a very beautiful woman on Facebook
recently said.. when she opens doors for everyone.. she
rarely even gets acknowledgment for that and sure i’LL say
her name.. Sybil.. i don’t know her at all really.. but i do know
at Seville Quarter she shared a video of me.. saying that ‘this
is for our friend who never changes for anyone’.. in other
words my spirit of free gave her inspiration..
and sure that is enough reciprocation
in social communication
to inspire me as
well to do
much more too..
what i learned on the
Wrong Planet online.. is truly
the same off that online planet too..
we are a nation(s) of people in first
world way.. who in real life.. flesh and
blood way become more distant from
that flesh and blood as the virtual
world becomes more real
than the one that
tastes.. smells..
touches.. and
feels and senses
so much more than
screens of sight and sound
only will ever bring.. so i make
it a practice of recording a Garden
of Band-Aid for those who support me
in this journey of giving.. i treasure friends
and record them here in the Book oF Fred
in journey of witnessing for God of Nature all
that is as that will start a new chapter on 9112016..
where this “After Book oF Fred”.. will then be published
on Word Press and Blogger Blogs on 9122016.. and sure
the 911 meme and theme rings volumes of emergency light
like that last photo of me coming out of Seville and Seeing an
ambulance as potential Omen of sorts.. as sure.. for metaphor
too.. ‘those witnesses for God for 42 months’.. did not live long
after that… and what is the most dangerous thing
we humans in our first world countries
do on a day to day basis..
driving.. hell.. yes.. driving
is the most dangerous
shit of all where
we navigate
3 ton bullets
just waiting to
hit a brick wall..
of potential death..
it is no responsibility to
be taken lightly and one
that deserves our full attention
and focus.. as Lord knows even
paying the closest attention as possible
in my life to driving.. there were two incidences
where a cat and a dog darted underneath my car
from the side of the road.. lower than a deer in the
forest.. and even one time.. where an actual Lynx..
a wild cat.. ran into my Camaro front end.. across
the highway.. at incredible speed of trying
to save his or her life from oncoming
on the highway
to life or death..
as it were and still is..
yeah.. Road Kill is pARt
and parcel of creature comforts
of human being.. including human..
of course.. and from now on.. i am going
to put my frigging ‘smart’ phone.. in my glove
compartment.. as on that other seat those
notifications light that thing up bright and it
is hard to break a habit of getting notified
per se.. and glance over to see
what’s going
online.. well..
when it’s night
and there is an open
road.. and no cars.. it can
seem rather safe.. if one temporarily
forgets the danger to wild life.. and even
someone walking lonely in the middle of the
night on the side of the road.. and on a beautiful
calm half moonlit night.. full.. that phone lit up with
a notification.. i looked down.. just for a split second
and my practice of martial arts and quick reaction.. could
have saved my life too.. as a tree had fallen across the road..
as they do when they are ready to do.. even days after a storm
of rain comes through.. or just tree old age and sickness as
it were and is now with those struggles of environment too..
so.. i dodged it just in time.. before hitting it blindly
and going wherever
i might have
in a panic then..
perhaps in to a power
pole dead.. or another destination
like that.. even someone’s home off the
road.. anyway.. lesson learned for me..
and just a reminder that shit does
happen.. and its
best to be
on all your
toes and fingers
and senses and feelings
too.. when shit does go down..
in the dark of life too.. so anyway..
back to more ‘After Book of Fred’
stuff.. i count my blessings in witness for
God of Nature way too.. as a Garden oF
Band-Aid of support for those who do
come in Loving ways on my
hi-way liGht of liFe now..
away from
the lower-way
of life that IS A dARk
poTenTial and reAliTy too..
so here are the nice words
by Rytha Ephua.. who hails
in roots from Ghana in Africa..

“No, I do not live in U.S. either do I hail from South Africa but yes, my root can be traced in Africa, Ghana to be precise……..where love bridges and love for all is cherished. All Africans love regards and are resilience in spirit. We take it all, whether bitter, sour or sweet.

And yes, we are a global citizen of the world of one Race of human beings. That is how I see it too, regardless.

And ooh, you my Friend always make me sob inside anytime you write. You always manage to touch my very core with your words. Trust me, they are profound and ring volumes.

And in case I never tell you this before, I want to use this opportunity to voice it out, I Love You More. You are priceless, though we’ve never met, I’m fond of you. A lot. Thank you for being concern, I appreciate.”

And sure.. words like this from a Stranger
who is a friend the same with no distance..
space or time.. makes all 3.3 million plus words
worth it here.. and the total close to 12 million words..
since Thanks Giving day.. 2010.. when i started the
writing endeavor to escape illness and pain..
that no drugs would touch..
including the worst pain
known to humankind..
Type Two Trigeminal
Neuralgia.. from wake to
sleep for 66 months since 2008.. like
Dentist drill without novocaine.. except in
my case.. it was in my right eye and ear..
rendering my emotions lost for 66 months too..
and hearing and seeing effectively almost lost..
too.. that in that emptiness was the worse numb
nothing than all the pain in the world then.. could
be as me.. So.. “After Book oF Fred” GoeS oN..
and in the last of my discussion with
my Friend.. Rytha.. i ended
with these words
here.. below..
in response
to her final thank
you.. yesterday for
linking her poem to
my continuing
Ocean Whole
Poem here..
that sure can
be named ‘Song
oF mY SoUL’ or
the metaphor of
‘The Book oF Fred2’
and the after and continuing
‘The Book oF Fred’ now too..


And aS iN aLL paRts
Existence.. THeRe iS
LiGht and DaRk thaT
Serves to make uS
More Loving..
As A
Lioness iS..:)

And now i say..
one of my favorite movies..
i watched after recovering enough
to see TV.. was the Blu Ray Movie..
‘The Book of Eli’.. with Denzel
Washington.. a story of
Hope.. Faith.. Belief..
and beyond all Perseverance..
Strength.. Courage.. to get the
whole job done of Love in a Covenant
of Fearless Love with God to help the
rest of Humankind out.. like my story
of the little disabled boy who could not
speak.. and the watering of the sapling
tree that in full butterfly effect and affect
helped to save the human race from poTenTial
World War III.. destruction same.. as could be today..
As Caesar from the last Planet of the Apes movie says..
out in the village of Apes Wild.. “Apes Stronger Together’..
still rings true as naked and furry as it ever has before.. and
that reminds me.. before i talk more to “The Book oF Eli”.. with
perhaps an inspirational and meaningful video clip of that too..
i saw ‘this movie’.. when i was ill.. and lost without connection
to anyone.. as i could not feel human connection or
connection to God OF ALL of Nature either..
a truly lonely
and separate place…
anyway.. there was a city
and skyscraper buildings.. And
if you haven’t heard in one of the
most populous places.. in Tokyo.. Japan..
“Clean Up Crew Businesses” are booming
in cleaning up the remains of elders off of
apartment floors who have decayed beyond
easy recognition.. ’cause they lost all contact
with flesh and blood folks who cared enough
to check on them to see if they
were even still alive..
i remember that
story and always
return calls but in this other
movie.. the folks are younger
and separated.. and like what has
happened in Japan.. the Younger folks
have lost interest in even having sex with
each other.. and they have replaced the child
and even the dog.. with robot dogs.. as
companions as a lifeless
thing to have
as even
a friend..
as folks do that
with their cars and homes..
obviously as one can get attached
to material stuff.. and give up on the
human race altogether too.. well.. anyway
in ‘the movie’.. there was a strong and totally
sane professional man.. who just opens up the
blinds of his skyscraper apartment and started
‘making love to himself’ in the wide open as wide
as it can get in far away connection from other folks
in solitary apartments in lonely cities of skyscrapers
same as Tokyo and so many other places together..
sure.. even in rural
neighborhoods too..
where ya never even talk
to your neighbor.. unless a Hurricane
or other disaster comes through and knocks
off your electronic substitutes from the power
grid as it were and still can be today too..
where front porches and living
room couches once
again grow
a human touch..
so anyway.. there was
a women in visual distance
from the next skyscraper over
who started doing the same thing..
looking directly at his eyes.. and sure…
other parts too.. as he did with her..
and although they would
never meet
or talk
to each
other.. they shared
a human moment together
in pleasure way that naturally
rises the social bonding neurohormone
of oxytocin.. no matter if one is lone or with
someone else.. yes.. even just touching yourself
‘down there’ will increase the social bonding hormone..
so.. the next time you see an athlete ‘adjusting’ their self
perhaps deep deep down.. they are a little lonely
too.. just wanting to feel what the
Yogis name as some
genital healing..
that yes.. in biochemistry
has scientific credence.. in one
step.. two step.. five.. repeatable
scientific method measure of iSREAL..
now.. here’s the thing.. i am not lonely..
if you’ve seen my dance photos.. it’s obvious
that i connect in social oxytocin ways.. with not
even having to have sex with other folks.. and sure
sex addiction.. comes like other addictions both substance
and behavioral ones.. to feel the empty part of soul that can
sure.. be neurohormones of social bonding oxytocin.. if one
has the potential to feel that at all.. as some folks do not..
including some folks on the Autism Spectrum as science
shows.. too.. and then there is the trust neuro-chemical
of Serotonin and pleasure one that enhances
creativity in doing stuff new that
is Dopamine too..
and sure many other
influences like androgens
and estrogen associated
hormones.. and even potential
DMT for better connecting and feeling
all that is NATURE AKA God that some
folks speculate is produced in the Pineal
Gland as third eye as sorts in the head.. and
yes the head on top of shoulders.. haha.. but
sure.. don’t discount either the Penis or the Clitoris
as a substantial source of Genital Healing in many
ways that come..ha!.. yes literally and figuratively
too.. in whatever shape body ya have.. hehex2..
so.. okay.. no secrets here.. i am an empath..
and my nude art.. is a service
of sorts to lonely
hearts as such2..
as Love Service
in Lonely Skyscrapers
across the world.. there is
Science and Unconditional Fearless
Love to this.. and if you cannot see the
Fearless Love Value in all the flesh you see
in Art.. from Music Videos.. to theater.. to the
earliest nude and erotic art of human beings.. before
Written Language was even a thing.. on cave walls then.. perhaps
you should touch yourself and be reminded in band-aid way aGaiN..
that you are human and per science.. genital healing is a real deal now..
and sure that’s how ‘they’ have and still control masses of human beings
as sheep.. they take tHeiR humanity away.. and say don’t do pleasure.. the world sucks..
i say suck that
and suck this
if Ya
like of
course.. hehe..
and no i don’t mean
that literally of course… as
i am both monogamous.. and happily
married too.. when it comes to the flesh
of skin of doing that too.. so-called ‘sex workers’
who do it out of love.. and yes.. there are some totally
empathic folks who love strangers that much.. yes even
women too.. whether you wanna face fActs or not.. and there
are safer ways.. much safer ways to do that now.. than the brothel
per-se.. everything in moderation.. and repress.. and oppress no pARt
of Human Nature.. or go to the other place that is not Heaven now.. i hOld
no secrets.. ’cause i love fearlessly.. to hide the trUth in liGht iN DaRkness as above so below..
inside.. outside.. all around.. is to hide the Love of Human Being.. there is nothing hidden here..:)

So yeah.. as the beginning theme song says here.. i’ve got more notes to write to spread
around the world like a vortex of never ending winds.. of words and other stuff too.. Love..
And in “The Book of Eli”.. at the end of that movie.. i was happy to see them
shelf the bible in full sacred text.. with all the other sacred texts of human
kind in one big library.. like Google has a card
catalog for now..
as there is
DARk and
liGht in all sacred
text.. and all the colors
of grey and hues of bLack
and wHite that come as sHades
of all that is.. in all that text and
the unabridged version of online now too..
we have a new day and age.. where we have
the freedom to discern what is TrUth and liGht
for uS iN sampling all of that and creating our
own “Books of Eli” that are more than
an impressive
of the original creative
poem.. that Denzel.. known
as Eli in that movie created
on his death Bed.. knowing
in his last breath.. in FeeLinG
that his rest was due in duSt of God
all that is.. forgive me for the dArk i have
done.. and i did my best for liGht.. Thank
God all that
iS.. for my Life..
as Bottom Line..
i can do that now..
and that is the best
pARt oF aLL i do.. Peace
with God… with no shame.. no regret..
no doubts and literally no illusory fears..
Breathe easy into the last night’s breath
into God’s Arms.. and have faith and
hope that it is all worth iT..
to live
to LiVE NoW..:)

And yes.. i’LL do all
i can.. to share and give more..
including putting my FUCKING SMART

You see.. my friends.. what is written can be visualized after
the fact of wishes and dreams.. is more likely to materialize dONe..
words in
repeat of affirmation..
that one can visualize..
F ee L iN SpiRe noW.. for
more.. as wishes and dreAms
come to iSREAL Fruition.. iSREAL noW..:)

And sure.. as cognitive empathy goes..
not all folks have the ability to thiNk visually
either… as in all stuff diversity.. there is no
such thing
as cookie
cutter human
beings.. religions..
or even a FucKinG
Cookie Cutter God of chains
in abstract symbols of human
beings also known as Golden Calves and Words too..
and More than
all human creates
with hands of dArk and liGht..
as well as words of throat that SinG..
ah.. Dance
is liGht and TrUth..
the greAtest mesSAge.. i for
one continue to spread in
of Dance
around the world
in virtual way too..
beyond the floors of
metro public dance..
as Facebook Video
smArt pHone..
who continue
to assist me too.. like
the Facebook Algorithm
Video slide show assistant
does too.. hmm.. mostly without fail..:)


Hmm.. SMiLes.. my FriEnd..
Zee.. i guess.. i missed the
Word Press Notification.. on this
one.. and hmm..x2.. i see.. i am now..
the only male who came to the paRty..
but anyWay.. i fear no strong woman.. and
i fear no human who finds completion within
as sure that is wHere God lives wHole.. as once
one finds complete within.. all there is.. is to give
that Ocean
Love.. my friEnd..
And the sad trUth my FriENd
that some folks can only find
completion in a member of
the opposite sex.. is they
have not cultivated
both genders
now within
as divine feminine
love and grace.. and
divine masculine as
will and strength..
some women
think.. only
a man
can speak for
them.. and some
men feel.. only the
wife can take care of
the child with woman’s
work as well.. culture does
that.. human Nature as gifted
by God within.. is flexible enough
to do almost anything.. but as always
use or lose applies.. Nurture and Nature
balance or lose out in imbalance.. Kind now
and courAge.. my friEnd.. couRage and Kind..
as every Cinderella knows and feels as
And in the old story
of the Gnostic Jesus
in the Gospel of Thomas..
when confronted by his Apostles
on how Mary Magdalene could be
equal on a spiritual level to man.. Jesus
said we will make her man too.. and sure…
if they expected to Unconditionally Love in
Golden Rule way.. they would have to become
divine feminine as well.. sadly.. and now.. obviously
for the most part that change still hasn’t happened
with many Men.. Woman are in the lead for completion..
And truly..
this battle of the
sexes.. per Patriarchy
vs Matriarchy for A Balance
of potential Egalitarianism
is at the root cause
of much
conflict.. but
Sociologists.. suggest
Women’s freedoms will be
the rule of life in most every
North Latitude country by 2050..
Meanwhile.. it’s not too early for
balance and completion.. in all
of human potential.. un-repressed
un-oppressed.. set free.. noW aLL..:)


sMiLes.. my FriEnd.. Zee..
could be an ode to a single
Mother ‘here’.. who must be complete..
per my last comment in your last post
in divine male and female
to get the
whole job
of Nurture done..
that sure.. takes selfless
confidence and love to give
all of what love in nurturing way
can be to another one.. to be the
friend one would like to have in a time
of need.. is to also be the kind of friend
one would want to be to self.. as well
in personal time of need.. empathy
and compassion for one’s self
is the highway to Giving
all to others
as well..
as the core
becomes strong
as an atomic bomb..
poweRinG a Garden of Human Love..:)


WeLL.. my FriEnd.. so good..
to see your words today.. gigoid..
hopefully you are feeling much better
or better as it gets for now.. as now rides…
and that photo of
that Elephant balancing
itself on its Hind Legs is
proof in itself that Elephant
can leg press.. much more than
me.. hehe.. yeah.. the savory and
the sour.. i’ve come to make as
delightful mixed drink.. hehex2..
for me at least.. and you know
it’s kind of a miracle.. my fingers
still work after about 12 million
words in 6 years and
my feet
dance after
6K miles in
three years too..
but sure.. i credit
balance of the savory and
sour too.. as the light that wakes
eventually without pain as each day
goeS oN.. i view the darkness.. analyze
it.. but rarely ever does it find an entry way
to me.. seriously as i’m sure you feel.. there
is nothing better than fear free.. but as i’ve
probably mentioned before.. heights will
always bother me.. as i feel almost
practically gravity free.. so
it always
i could
float over the
side when drop-offs
come.. keeping the high
is doing away with negative
stress and fears that are sure
the same two birds with boulders
a millstone of parachute holding us
higher.. to build
those thousand sand
castles for those who fear
not reach.. to Ocean wHole..
bottom line.. the show must go on..:)


Hmm.. Facebook is always changing something..
and apparently it’s acting funny about
editing anything on a profile pic..
including embedding a profile pic
somewhere else.. but haha..
there’s always the comment
section.. and sure.. i’ve got my
own source of photo stream on
my blog to use there.. for proper
accreditation to whatever muse
i’m using for the moment to inspire
writings there.. from yesterday.. all
published and linkable to put into
comments section more.. anyway..
nice young dancing friend ‘here’..
smiling the way at Old
Seville Quarter
on Thursday
Night and speaking of
11:37 pm.. now September
9th of 2016.. as i write this
comment muse now.. the 10th
is soon to arrive.. in anniversary of
the 42 total blogging months from
the beginning of that endeavor to
Witness biggest time for the God of Nature
and on that 10th Day.. March 2013.. Mumford
and Sons released their You Tube video.. named
Whispers in the Dark.. that in interesting ways moves
along in Synchronicity ways.. of all the diverse hats
and journeys i have made along the way.. Since
March 10th 2013.. and sure.. all my life too..
as truly words i tap into.. bring back
more and more of all i can be
before and now.. too..
along with dance of
course.. photography..
and and all around wild one
and gentleman too.. who can
pull off that sophisticated air too..
on a drop of a hat..without even a suit
or tie.. as i have thrown down my clothes
and unashamedly tread on those cultural
clothes with all HeARt.. SpiRit and SoUL..
as the Good Cop Jesus out of the Gospel
of Thomas says do.. too.. vs 37 as such sTiLL..
i take the liGht paRts of all of philosophy and
mystical religion and run with it.. like a linebacker..
and sure.. God’s Cheerleader2.. moving wRite along
now.. with another play of Whisper’s in the dark2.. now..:)
And.. as i come to the next Facebook Profile Pic.. of Katrina
and Yellow Boy.. they are watching me carefully with smiling
faces as i download all my fun from Seville Quarter.. as yes..
i literally tale Katrina all of what i do.. and sure.. sometimes
she says i am exhausting.. and sure that’s even with
the readers digest condensed version of what i do..
if even
anyway.. like
i said before.. the show
must go on.. and perhaps
i’LL use another version of that
coming next.. at the midnight hour
of September 10th at 00:00 morn time in 6 minutes..:)


Ugh.. this Facebook Macro Verse Memory
from two years ago.. about 24 hours on the
Wrong Planet where typing 6 thousand words
a day or so.. was a common practice to escape
pain and now one to document joy.. thanks GoD..
and yes.. we are now
in the 10th day of September..
per this micro-micro verse comment
here of a micro verse.. of this current
Macro Verse titled.. “After Book oF Fred”..
as yes the 701st Macro Verse of Ocean
whole poem.. witness for God now for
42 months complete as blog way then..
stArting with the KATiE MiA Aghogday
Blogger Blog then.. as yes.. the
“After Book oF Fred” could also
be named as the Show must
Go On.. and i kNow and FeeL..
yes.. juSt the Freddie Mercury
Song for that going on2 noW..:)

24 Hours on the Wrong Planet

WeLL.. here.. a MacroVerse from two years ago.. for
an ode to a Passport.. and a smiling baby face avatar
placed on the Wrong Planet online
on Christmas Day of 2010..
who would finally
come back as me..
a Phoenix rising
from ashes.. then..
wiTH.. EmoTioNal
SpiRiT as SeNses
and SensuALiTy fully liT
uP.. on July 22nd of 2013..
and a 1999 Sports Utility Vehicle.. of
almost 16 years old Passport then.. as i kept
A 1994 Camaro for 14 years.. and a 1970
Maverick for 16 years.. first owned by
my mother.. when i paid her for it..
in 1976.. yes.. i take care of stuff..
and i don’t buy stuff very
much.. unless absolutely
necessary and moving to
2014 Civic.. was necessary
to help save the Earth from
Gas Guzzler Trucks and
Sports Utility Vehicles..
that still Guzzle Dinosaur Breath
in KA spiRit of what remains of them now..:)

all know is love in the darkness of life

The Highway to Dance here.. Macro-Verse from a year ago..
celebrating the benefits of expReSinG sPiRiT as EmoTions
SeNses.. and the Non-Verbal social reciprocal
communication of dance too..
Let it go..
Let it go.
Let it all go and
be free where the
Weekend is always the
beginning of celebrating this
greaTest GifT of LiFE as DanCinG
LiFe and SinGinG a SonG oF liFE FReED..:)

HIgH way to Dance

Quote from John Lennon..
and this Macro-Verse from
a year ago.. titled..

Jesus..John Lennon..Bruce Lee and BE the WATER not the chalice

“i believe in God,

but not as one thing,

not as an old man in the sky.

I believe that what people call God

is something in all of us.

I believe that what Jesus

and Mohammed

and Buddha

and all the rest said

was right.

It’s just that

the translations

have gone wrong.”

~John Lennon

Hmm.. apparently John didn’t do a whole lot of
research on the books.. or he could have
seen the “Jeffersonian” deficits..
however he did fulfill
one prophecy..
and that was
folks would come and
do greater works than Jesus..
and per direct impact during the life
of the Beatles.. as compared to
the patch of land in the
middle east in barren
way.. they did more..
with any common
sense per lifetimes
each.. however.. that
cost John his liFE.. as
folks take stuff too literally
to the point they will kill for literal thinking..
And sure i take all due Bard precautions..
as i am way too deep for folks without a fully
functional miNd and BoDy BaLance to even
hope to understand.. and pArt of what i do..
is for that precise reason.. i ain’t gonna say
it too simple in a Pop Song that everyone
hears.. as sure.. i’Ve been on the Wrong
Planet for a few years.. and done the hell
thing in real life too.. for 66 months..
yes.. i know the dark that
is out there..
and hmm..
i heard a new song
today that could compliment
who you might be standing next to..
too.. as far as psychopathic leaning individuals
and folks who are not thinking with reason.. in big time way..
i’LL dig it out of YouTube later.. thinking it’s Rihanna for now..
and yes.. Gaga has a new one.. and so does the Republic too..
and play
of God.. goeS oN..
oh yeah.. and per Bruce
Lee.. being the water is divine..
and being the air.. is ultra divine2..:)

Jesus..John Lennon..Bruce Lee and BE the WATER not the chalice

Ugh.. yeah.. computer
screens of all sizes..
shapes and colors
scream screens..
and this Macro-Verse Memory
from a year ago.. is the very short
version of what will be coming of more..
in Facebook Algorithm.. saving grace for
the Dinosaur Grave yard of Macro-Verse Fresh..
and Jesus F. iN Christ.. night night.. gotta go beddy
bye.. as tomorrow is gonna be.. i mean.. today now.. the
10th is gonna be a very long celebration of 42 months
of Witnessing for the God of Nature in blog way.. in
fAct there will be a party on the beach towards
Emerald Coast Panhandle way.. in a
restaurant there.. yes.. of course
named as something
different than a specific
celebration for me.. in
Uncle’s Birthday way..
but sure.. i can imagine..
and dream and create almost
anything iSREaL.. so sure.. it’LL
be a total family blast off for fun..
and then comes 911.. as the “After
Book oF Fred” Show.. goeS oN aGain..;)

Screams Screen



Ha! Lion King Memory of three years ago.. to date
on September 10th.. on what was 6 months
for blog witnessing for God from first
endeavor of posting my perspective
on life whole on that first
post.. on March 10.. 2013
that is also
the about section
of my Word Press
Ocean Whole Version Poem..
and sure.. it is the cat who is the Lion
King Wild and Free even with a mane
around his chin that is not so clear to
see in this Burger King photo from
three years ago.. additionally..
if one looks closer one could
see a Lion Face in the artificial
Lights behind the building and
sure.. even a Homunculus
in the bottom part
of the Burger
King Window
if one’s Brain searches
for those images from the
database within.. highly
affected by human emotions
of memories.. of course.. from
Disney shows to scary shows and
even beyond in Genetic Memories too..
and it is kinda interesting to keep a running
autobiographical journal of your life that includes
real life images from day to day.. as in this photo
from the records then.. i weigh 20 Lbs less than
i do today.. 210 Lbs then in the shirt and shorts
clothing here.. and sure.. the proven value
of dance.. a greater density of muscle
from head to toe.. balanced out
as Nature does with a cat
who moves freely for
foraging all around
the environment
with no sidewalks
of limits.. can’t say i’ve
ever met another Yellow
Cat with a busy tale.. and mane
on chin like this.. before or after this..
perhaps a harbinger.. and omen of what
would be to come.. and sure.. to see all of
what the mind’s eye sees in positive light..
is to be on a path to light.. as sure..
i could have seen the devil in those
lights if i wasn’t looking for
a Lion King instead..
and that’s the way
liGht and dArk
works.. sTiLL noW..
if our preconceived
notions are never challenged
and changed in the present.. one
may see dArk their entire life.. even in
making relative free will choices.. and changing
life to an outlook of liGht and Fearless Love.. one
may see the human flesh as evil.. and even all
of Nature same as God as well.. or one can
make life a much liGhter place with
with relative free will.. in moving..
connecting and creating..
a Lion King of Freedom
with no worries over
green bLack dollar bills
and Facebook Likes.. Shares..
Followers.. etc.. or ad sense pennies..
or E-Book dollars will be what i shed of
the clothes of this earth that are manmade..
including lies of religions.. same for illusory
fears and promises that death and what
is after is better than what is gifted as
potential Heaven now by God
oF aLL Nature.. much suffering
in the world.. comes by following
human made rules blindly..
and when the facts are
presented.. cognitive
painful dissonance..
of having one’s core
foundation of spoon fed paradigms
of belief can be shaken.. but truly.. the
trUth and liGht of God within.. in innate..
instinct and intuition can set yA free..
but only if one wills.. with relative
free will with God of Nature..
no less than a Lion King
or Lioness Queen
set free.. as it
and still is now..
so sure.. AN omen then
was.. IS.. this photo would be a muse
for more good news.. three years down
the road.. as 42 months of Witness for the
God of Nature comes to close for sure a
human being who is only a furry beast of
God.. who has found his wings in free..
free Nature
of God.. no
less or more than
the Lion King Cat
who roams for survival..
and the potential friendly Love
Pet as life moveS oN alWays noW..
so sure.. i embark after this in journey.. literally
then poetically responding to tens of thousands
of poet’s poems around the world for the next
three years from this.. some i documented and
many i did not from the get go.. and the thing is..
learning to like it all.. and eventually love it all..
in all the points of view i found in others
poetry from dArk to liGht.. changed
my entire world view.. from seeing
about evenly dArk and liGht.. to
mostly liGht now.. even when
the dARk.. is obviously
present.. to change
one’s world
view to liGht
most definitely takes
a continuous and intentional
positive liGht of Art as practice now..
as sure.. i am only hUman and could drift
back to the literal bi-polar place of dArk.. once
aGaIn.. if i did not continue to make those liGht
neural star-like BriGht connections in my brain..
and those peptide memories.. in every cell
of moving for positive neuro-chemicals..
in all the dance moves i make with
uplifting electronic MUSic from
wake to sleep.. i bring A way
to heaven now.. that is not only
a word witness for the higher power of
God within.. but shows the empirical results
in creative output and greater health in form
from head to toe.. as the whole FucKinG
Monty Truth of God within.. as expressed
as form of sPiRit as Vitality in Flesh full blown
as WeLL.. there have many folks who have spoken
to the potential.. but few who have come down from
the mountain.. the desert.. the cave.. and now the
Beach as an auto-biography rover.. to show what
is going down for iSREAL.. as my friEnd.. whose
name sounds like Florida on music videos does
also relate.. with just another Gemini Sage..
have a nice day.. as my celebration as
feast day continues.. as i make it that way..
and sure you can make everyday a banquet
and a feast and the weekend too.. with the higher
potential this of you too.. of God who lives within..
i am the truth.. the light and the way.. but that is
only the i am who lives within me.. and if you haven’t
figured out that is what the metaphor of what Jesus
really means.. perhaps.. it’s time to do some homework
and find the home of God who speaks within.. God
is Nature but yes.. God iSrEAL magic within.. when
sought.. found.. and practiced as REAL LIFE NOW..
SADLY.. many folks look somewhere else in imaginary
heavens beyond within.. and even worship
death more than this gift of LiFe..
why.. because
HE said
so… FucK thAt
shiT.. i wasn’t born yesterday
God lives within ME.. noW.. meOW..
And you know and feel what.. i don’t have
to promote these ideas.. or worry about making
money off my art.. as these truths and lights live within
most human beings.. readily accessible if they can just escape
the lies of culture and religion.. and the greatest thing now.. with
online and the gradual elimination of censorship of free flow information
globally.. all these ideas and truths and lights that work for me are available
for greater enlightenment and ways of awakening of the real Greek original..
definition of Apocalypse that means lifting the veil of Ignorance.. i am just another
one of many of God’s Court Reporters.. who discerns the truth and light for the i AM
who lives within.. sure.. i’ve got more words than most folks have.. more photos.. more
fun and i am Killing every second of time.. with an eternity of Heaven now.. but i am
neither the first or last to bring these truths and lights.. i am simply i am.. i dance and sing on..
and pass
the dArk with
flying colors oF liGht..:)

Renaissance Selfie Disrobing here as Macro-verse
Memory from two years ago.. sure.. still going strong
on this and as the photo journal continues to show
with empirical improvements as my dance
continues to evolve using
more and more of my
body parts.. with
greater relative free
will of mastery over each
fiber of muscle.. in continual
floW iN Zone.. in an ecstatic
fliGht of Dance on Terrestrial land..
and nah.. you will not see many 56 year
old men.. who weigh in at around 230 LBS..
at around 6 feet tall.. move and exhibit form
of flesh and blood like this.. many are lounging
with only mirror neurons engaged.. watching
other athletes play on screens.. whenever
i got to the mall.. one of my first stops
is among my peers.. some in their
early twenties.. lounging on
the benches watching
vicarious tribal
sports.. i find a place
to put my foot up to adjust
my shoe strings.. for what will
become literally hours of mall dance
in stores.. that welcome the art of my
free flow dance presence.. like Dick’s Sporting
Good’s.. my favorite place to do a free style
exhibition of public dance.. the Earth
Store.. Spencer Gifts.. Best Buy..
as sure.. Dick’s and Best Buy
have open dance floors for
me.. and the Earth
Store.. and Spencer Gifts
are small stores packed with
stuff.. a challenge for soft small
controlled moves and the same
with mastery over covering longer
distances of dance.. and Seville Quarter
has gotten so popular that there is rarely
room to express my human potential to dance
there like i used to do.. before they eliminated
smoking there.. and the participation on Thursday
nights is literally going through the roof.. oh yeah..
and that reminds me.. a cross dresser dude.. who
is there every Thursday too.. at age 52.. who actually
lives in backwards Milton like i do too.. told me he saw
me and my wife at Food Outlet.. and when i told him
my wife was 46.. he said.. oh God no.. she looks like
she is in her twenties.. and thought i was about
35.. and i told him.. sure.. Dance and Positive
energy is the liGht Fountain of youth.. as sure..
stress kills.. it literally shortens
the telomeres of your
Chromosomes.. and
if you don’t think they can
be regenerated.. perhaps you
have not seen the before and after
pictures of me in hell vs.. heaven..
and perhaps i’ll share them again..
like i did on my June 6th of 2016
56th Grand Cross 56 Macro
Verse this Summer
on this VERSE
too.. in case
folks are thinking
this is all talk and not
iSReAL trUth and liGht..
now.. you see.. when you get
all stressed out with negative fear
stress about anything in life.. you are
just not only killing your health but aging
yourself as you go.. it’s just not that worry does
no good.. it literally ages you and kills you toward a
premature death from heaven as you go.. i do selfies
much more than vain reasons.. i take photos to prove
that both God and the Higher power of God existS in
me as nows go on.. Jack LaLanne towing
boats across bays in his 60’s when
his peers were smoking cigars
and drinking beers.. couch
potato living their lives
away in office chairs too..
already proved this theory
of the fountain of relative youth
is real and obtainable across the
living life spans of human beings..
he simply moved all his life.. and
kept his muscles strong.. no less than
our Arthur Noble Golden Eyed Brown
Tabby who jumped with ease to the
counter for food.. almost until age 20..
when poor Moby.. who was raised as a domesticated
couch potato with all you can treats.. couldn’t lift himself
up with complications from type two cat diabetes at the
tender age of under 10.. nah.. couldn’t even lift himself
up to take a shit on the FucKinG Floor.. it was a habit
that his first owners gave to him.. when he was young..
before.. and it is well worth noting that it is a habit that
our culture as whole is giving to children now who are
at 33 percent assessed in clinical studies as
having pre-type two diabetes as metabolic
syndrome in FuckInG grade school..
use or lose.. Bottom Guide line..
all the dreams of heaven
after life ain’t gonna
change the hell
of not using
life on Earth..
and hell no.. neither
of my parents were thin..
both were overweight most of their
life.. and i would be too.. if i didn’t do
life like an Olympic athlete as ease.. in other
words.. i move freely.. not injuring myself in one
way of walk and no way of pounding my joints on
the road of run.. and at age 56.. i can provide the
empirical evidence as form.. head to toe.. that although
i don’t tow boats across the bay at age 60.. i do dance
230 LBS now.. close to 6 thousand miles in three years
as balance on terrestrial land.. books that don’t believe
that live is now.. can sure.. make heaven as hell on earth
now.. and they do.. and they do.. and they do.. in up to
crucifying life over dead lies of prophets of evil.. as
interpreted loosely as one can do when language..
is not crystal clear and concrete as it rarely is..
amazing that folks would look to words..
that are always somewhat vague
as proof for God.. that’s why
i take photos.. hips and
eYes and Flowers do not lie..
for at least those with an i am
discerning eye for TruTh and liGht..
one or the other.. riGht or lEfT WiLL do fine..
oh and that drag queen dude.. he is the only
one who has ever spoke to the Unconditional Love
of God as the highest power gifted in human as
any human.. spoken to.. at that dance club with
me yet.. so as Joni Mitchell says.. i will continue
to see God in the Church of Dance over
church of many truths in light..
but quiet a few that are
anything but quiet in loud
oF lies in dARk for
only dollars bills
and stuff of
tax free
And yeah.. the
Passion FlowerS as
presented in this Macro-
Verse Memory from two years
ago.. are in bloom full at my home now2..
in my Garden of Eden @Heavenow iSREaL2..:)

Grand Cross 56

Renaissance Selfie Disrobing

And yes ..finAlly Screens Scream Again.. as my continued
patronizing of the dVerse Poet’s Pub to do stuff
tHeir short ways.. expands to the next
Macro-Verse as my human potential
does too.. and this hinderance
to creativity will end soon
after this.. as i will
be deleted from
using the site.. after
i challenge the censorship of
mY creative poetic metaphors of
meaning for a theme of change from
escaping the lies of culture to a desert
Isle of TrUth and liGht away from those lies
as phoenix rising from the ashes change will do..
anyway.. they said it had to be about literal change
and not metaphorical change.. like it wasn’t real in poetic
words of real life experience and change i was speaking too..
anyway.. it went way over their head.. and they went as far
as suggesting they couldn’t figure out where my draft of comments
section and the my limited poem then started.. to appease them short as
of September 15th of 2015 last year then.. and sure.. the greatest
thing about witnessing for God in real time online.. is all there
is evidence of what happened in words.. it was really sad
that i had poetically took the time and effort to respond
to every single prompt and link in that online
club of poets.. and i was treated like
this when their main bitch
as far as administration
goes is they don’t get enough
likes and comments from visits
of other folks on their poems.. i FucKinG
liked them all.. i literally made it a practice to
like them and get inspired even if i had to read A
FucKinG poem 15 times to get inspired.. and i accomplished
that with Will over Unconditional and Fearless Love.. but i did
too much Fearless Love and they attempted to put their Dog collars
of limits and Domesticated Cats with all you can eat easy on me..
FucK no.. that Desert Isle Metaphor was just a prophecy of what
was to come.. just like the Wrong Planet where they banned
me for doing too much there.. too creatively.. i just used
that as inspiration to make even more FucKinG liGht
on my Desert Isle Ocean Whole Poem.. and
no.. did not let it stop me from commenting
then.. another 6 months on every FucKinG Prompt
and link.. and only a handful ever took the time
to visit me and even say hello.. as it was too hard
for them to do that.. if it wasn’t so easy to find me
among the other links.. anyway.. the thing about modern
cultures is.. it takes away our humanity and i have also empirically
measured that as witness for God too.. as you might see i was once weak
A WiNk ‘link as canary in the coal mine.. too.. but now i am the canary who
swallowed the Lion against Fear
came out
on the other
end of courAge
as the phoenix
rises from the ashes same..
and the cool thing is.. it reAlly aLL went down
down for real and i can FucKinG prove iT aLL
line by line.. word by word.. 12 million words
close to all.. and around 100K photos or so too..
with video accomplices to go along with all that TrUth and liGht..
so sure.. here is a link to the proof of that too.. in “Desert i’LL
Change” from 9152015.. and the link says 30347
as i was aways running in a hurry to meet their
demands to participate then..
i go my own way..
iT has alWays worked
out better when i don’t
try to fit myself into the
boxes of rules of smaller UniVerses
than what i see @least of all that is GoD iSREaL NOW..
iN my UniVerse at lEAst and most of i Am that is mE noW..:)

Desert i’LL Change

Yeah.. all good court reporters wRite all the evidence down.. as SonG..
but sTill.. suRe.. i enjoy being God’s Cheerleader WitH DancE.. even more..
as the photo documentation of ALL THAT IS continues to empiricAlly sHow..:)

Screen Screams Again


SMiLes.. my FriEnd thefeathered Candy
Sleep.. i thiNk a lot.. but i FeeL and seNse
more.. and no matter how the child comes..
the lust is worth the life..
and sure.. my wife
is proof of that
as she
was born
upon the Navy
as it sails from seas
of exotic countries that
mix with American Indians
and Irish.. and Pacific Islanders
of other lands there.. and surely
a blessing it was to know nothing of
sex until age 16.. as the lust was widely
dispersed.. and had no one destination to go..
and along that way.. i learned to love with eYes and
heARt.. a shine.. that would dim but come bacK iSreal
stronger than
ever before..
and now i finAlly
can make words thaT
reflect those eYes of liGht..
innocent with no lure for owner
ship of eYes or HeARt as more than
tHaT moistT place for sweLLs of urGent..
anyWay.. i truly feel sorry for those
folks who have never fELt the
Love that never ends of
heArt oF SpiRit
that FeeLs
and moves
with never leSs
BaLanCinG miNd
And.. BoDy soUL..
thaN giving.. more..
a Lamp of Love that
gives that gives more
as turn me on means
light you up more and more iSREAL..
in a day in the life of meaLL and more to come..:)


In all the dArk that comes..
iN all the liGht that goes..
dArk and liGht
live in both..
i suppose i am a little
liGht heavy in this verse.. so
i must pay some respect to the
dARk that can be ark to take
one to greater liGhts as they
understand better the dArk in otHeRs
all so trUe and false too.. hmm.. i’ve
been to A dArkest place of all wHere one
sees a beloved and most beloved relative choking
on a piece of bread and when the heARt.. the sPiRit..
is so dead.. there is no miNd and BoDy BaLanCe leFt aT
all as soUL.. and any pain in messed up broken down stressed
killed brain.. feels like pleasure.. as that is all that is
left is pain.. hmm.. watch it.. the dArk is
not a place ya wanna play..
a place wHere Serial
killer lust for pain..
and misery
of their
human beings
who are only a tool
and aid to help get them
by.. just one more moment of
hell of empty.. where cannibals
eat other humans just to feel and
fill anything of the emptiness of the
souL.. wHere food becomes love
and love is literally food
in human
and blood..
hmm.. i can smell
the psychopath from
so.. so far away.. as i can
sense and feel the soul that
no longer feels a heARt of anything
more than bLack.. than bLack and cOld..
Well.. it’s not easy stARting out as an Angel
as sure as my first Baby Avatar of Aghogday
does portray.. the one.. put uP on December 25th
Christmas day in hopes the liGht would come back
one day back then in 2010.. when the empty shells
of words without a feel of life for me started to come
in journey back from hell then.. and along the way..
spArks of the dArk.. once i rose back to humanity
as flower.. did appear here and there.. as
sudden rage over what
would not have
ever bothered
me before..
like someone
shooting me a bird..
me looking at them
with those devil eyes
of before.. them challenging
me with a head butt in a bar..
and me suddenly choking them
into submission before i said
the joker is just joking with
you.. years ago now this
happened.. and that
darK sparK
been extinguished
complete.. but until a
another dude who was a homophobe
then tried to bootie dance with me..
and i pushed him ‘lightly’ all the
way across the floor on HIS butt then..
per se.. not even realizing the strength
that would come from that moment then.. yes..
i am careful now to restrain.. i focus on Love
all the time.. that is always now of heaven now..
yet.. i aM human and i understand the dArk side all
too well thaT day i first could not feel anything of emotions
and i screamed to the ceiling like that portrait of Scream..
like a demon on Fire asking help from God that i could NOT..
no.. longer sense or feel at all either.. in a drain of sink
that never ends in bottom of darkness with not a Lazarus
drop to drink.. the thing is.. there are places
there are places.. there are places
that exist that you never ever
wanna go.. and never
ever dismiss
that can come
in real Evil from
a human soul
that has gone
away to the
Styx of
point so
dim that even
black hole suns
cannot enter dArk..
as dark as the human
heARt.. SpiRit and soUL
can die as liFe as dArk.. the
thing is.. i didn’t wanna go to hell..
and quite honestly i didn’t do anything
more than never saying no when the demands
of others as people pleaser me only said yes.. yes..
drive the stake in my heart more.. yes yes.. make
me a Vampire so cold in 3 am street lights like
liGht is dArk and deaTh the same as sunlight
hell of once liGht as only pleasure more..
where all is polar opposite of what
came before.. all is bLack
and bLack
is whitE.. iT
iS no wonder that
sacred texts speak of
devil’s and hell’s and angel’s
and heaven’s too.. weLL.. Here’s
the thing.. i’Ve done ’em all and that
makes me somewhat of an iSREAL specIal
Witness for God now.. when it’s iSREAL2..
the good news is.. there are iSREAL more ways
to stay out of heathen hell.. now too.. all i can do
is show
way through..
if you ever get
tHeir you’ll have to
likely find your own way
out.. preventative medicine
of SonG and DancE is the best
way for me with laughs and smiles.. hehe..
anyway.. the song i was looking for was not
and is not by Rihanna it was/is by 21 Pilots instead.. calling
out to me.. calling out to the devil and hell that was once me2..:)

So.. anyWay.. short story at the end of the longer
one.. at the bar on Thursday night..
as a Participant Observer
Anthropologist for God
of course.. i am in the
stall taking a
piss and installing
my ear plugs and putting
the plastic back.. they are
in.. back in my pocket and i over
hear two dudes at the other place
of latrine way talking about domination
of woman as they always do.. just for the
place between their legs.. and they start
talking about size and motion of the ocean
and stuff limited to that place of the
human pArt of life now..
so i come out and say
if you really wanna
make women
and ha.. it ain’t
like the old days of
timid Fred at 180 Lbs
at 2001 in the disco 80’s days
then.. wHere no.. i rarely said
anything to anyone then.. 230 Lbs
now.. dark shades and a body that moves
like a Black Panther/Batman.. late at night..
yeah.. they didn’t say anything.. not
a thing.. and when i was talking about
coming.. i was talking about coming
back to talk to you again..
as surely if any
of the women
out there
knew how
these dudes
truly felt about
them.. in there.. surely they
wouldn’t say much back again.. yes..
and truth be told they don’t as these
dudes just drink the night away mostly and
never even get a smile from the opposite sex..
women have feelers for this.. don’t you know..
F E E L..
best of
both worlds
liGht and dARk..

Sure.. i could switch back to devil and
hell in heart beat if need be.. only
difference now would be.. i would be
a strong
than a weak
one then.. when i was so sick..
i’ll keep the Angel for Good
MeaSure of liGht now for sure..
and keep the devil
and hell
iN my
juST iN cAse..
and if people could
really see and feel where
i’Ve been.. let’s juST.. say.. they
would alWays step away.. in fear.. to
beyond fear.. where even demons never tRead..:)


Celebrating my Uncle Bob’s Birthday..
with his two sons.. on the left..
Bobby and David.. and
My Uncle Ted.. who
is the Identical surviving
Twin Brother of my Father..
his son.. Teddy.. here next to me..
and of course i am the crazy/
eccentric/other cousin.. hehe..
And yes.. celebrating my
42 months of meaning
of LiFe.. 3.3 million plus
word longest
long form
poem ever
too.. and now moving
to the day after that on the
911 day.. with a publish of
‘After Book oF Fred’.. on
912.. 2016.. with much
more to come.. but i’M
kinda really sleepy now..
so nite nite now arrives..:)


Rise.. i haven’t used that song yet in this
Macro-Verse.. as i have in almost every one..
since the Song came out by Katy Perry..
WeLL.. trUly.. iT says iT aLL
for me..
iT could be the
bible of my entire
life.. so why.. would someone
write 12 million words in 6 years..
so.. why.. would someone write the
Longest Long Form Poem ever.. including
a pre-6 months of one blog expanding
to several more for 3 years writing
the Longest Long Form Poem for
36 more months
at 3.3M words
plus.. now..
ending with
42 months whole..
on September.. 10th 2016
and now the day after 911 in the
‘After Book oF Fred’ Macro-Verse
to journal.. to document.. to celebrate all
of that and more in giving ways.. so.. why the
FucK would any middle age happily married man
do Nude art in literally scores of thousands of photos
spread across the world.. in restricted adult links of course..
and dance 126 weeks now on college night with a 1000 or
so selfies with smiling ear to ear college age females with
some of their male friends.. accompanying them too..
and yeah.. why the FucK.. would someone dance
a free style of martial arts and ballet-like dance
in every public place they travel in their
metro area for 6 thousand miles
in three years..
iF you can’t understand
that.. chances are.. you haven’t been
to hell.. and sure.. i can understand why it
would be hard for most people to understand
why i do all of this.. for almost.. 6 years now..
for zero green bLack Dollar bills..
not even a FucKinG
Penny on the
as it were
and is still now..
Go back to March then..
of 2008.. in the middle
of lent with almost no sleep
for 40 days.. 1 hour each night
for the first 35.. with the help of
an Alpha Blocker to slow my heart
rate down enough to rest my head
in card-board shallow barely sleep
for that 1 hour each night.. and the last
5 of 40 days in deepest empty nothing
where a thousand years lasts one second
of hell.. no sleep at all.. well.. the world record
for no sleep at all is 264 hours aka 11 days exactly..
was what i did more hell of torture than that.. well.. now
considering all the disorders i had that were invisible to
others.. experienced inside.. it was a hell that only i could
share with the God left within.. that i could not even feel but pain..
and nothing at all at the bottom of that place.. of ISREaL HeLL then..
and for 66 months all to be.. Type Two Trigeminal Neuralgia.. Dysautonomia..
Sjogren’s Syndrome.. where my eyes quit making tears all together.. Fibromyalgia..
Severe Degenerative Arthritis in my spine.. and Spinal stenosis.. Anhedonia and
associated Severe Depression.. PTSD.. Panic Attacks.. Severe Anxiety.. Mood
Lability.. Alexithymia.. a side helping of Asperger’s on the Side on the
Autism Spectrum too.. Coat Hanger Pain associated with
Dysautonomia.. where the blood pressure and heart
rate was no longer being properly
controlled by the
Autonomic Nervous
system.. and blood was
having problems getting to my
brain.. and i was having problems breathing
and my heart rate was up and down and out of
control with my blood pressure too.. keeping in
mind.. that most of this wasn’t diagnosed for
years until after the hell started back
then.. no one could understand why
i would gasp for breath every time
i nodded off to sleep.. or see
the dentist drill in my
eye and ear
no painkiller
or drugs to work
for type two Trigeminal
Neuralgia.. the worst pain..
assessed that pain worse than
crucifixion for 66 months from
wake to sleep in hell too.. all invisible
disabilities.. except eventually the measures
of my eyes making no tears.. still invisible to
others with the unaided medical tools of diagnosis
for all of this too.. and during that sleepless period
of total separation of mind and body soUL with
others and the rest of Nature
aka God whole..
as i only
for someway..
somehow.. someone.. then..
to just put me down as they
would do with a suffering animal
then too.. but you see.. folks.. most
folks thought it was just in my head..
pull your boot-straps up.. other folks have
it worse.. don’t you know.. you have plenty
of money to get you by.. you should be so happy
don’t you know.. don’t you know.. i am in hell.. haven’t
i told you in so many words.. i know you can’t see it but
hell is in here.. please.. please.. please just put me down
easy.. please.. please.. please.. and people wonder why i
spent the extra money.. on gas.. to put Moby to sleep.. so he
wouldn’t struggle with an injection to be put down then.. i know
the feel.. right before you die but you aren’t dead yet.. and all you
wanna do is get it over with please.. as death is the greatest blessing
ever.. thank you God for that.. please let me have it okay.. anyway.. at one of
the lowest points where i was suffocating and could not breathe.. my Uncle Bob..
who we just celebrated his birthday with us yesterday.. called me on the phone
while i was suffocating.. and we rarely received calls from him over
the years.. but when i broke down at age 21.. he was the only
one from that side of the family who reached out..
and wanted me to still be a part of the
family then.. in expressing
that at least.. and he
admitted to having some
problems of his own with
depression in his life.. said..
he would do anything to help me..
drive 80 miles and take me to the hospital..
whatever i needed and.. my father just told
me everything would be okay.. and that was it..
when i first got sick.. and somehow that show
of concern.. helped me to regain my breath and
perhaps in someway it saved my life then.. as
i was sure it was gone then.. and during
some panic attacks before that..
as this physiological issue
of Dysautonomia.. will
definitely make
panic attacks
come on that are
totally physiological
in nervous.. cardio.. and
respiratory in nature of
all FucKeD Up and broke
inside.. from head to toe
in body system way.. and by
the end of that 40 days with no sleep
a place where i could not pull another thought
out of my head.. a place where i went to beyond..
beyond so far.. where there are no words to describe that
place even if i had them.. then.. to describe them.. and i was
sure i died but i woke up in the hospital.. with a mega-shot of
Ativan.. in a trance state that somehow allowed me to control
the pain.. enough.. to finally heaven sleep.. sure.. 4 MG a day
of that stuff.. just to sleep with that pain for months to come.. then..
and a full 66 months to get off that drug for sleep.. and eventually
come back to life with no pain.. from the ashes like a Phoenix..
i rise again.. as rose of flower iSReAL LiVinG aGaIn.. at
the end of July 2013.. around the 22nd of that month
then.. so what would you do if you went to hell for 66
months.. and somehow God of Nature
showed you how to get out..
where modern
medicine said
we can’t do anything
for you.. like my rheumatologist..
there is no drug i have to help you..
so.. go home.. and don’t come back..
Psychiatrist the same.. no drug for hell..
General Practice Physician too.. nothing
for you.. and frigging Neurologist that said..
you have shaky hands.. they can give you something
for that looking at me like it was all in my head.. FucK..
it was in my head.. FucK.. don’t you even know there noW
is such a thing.. as.. Atypical Facial Pain.. also known
as Type Two Trigeminal Neuralgia.. well.. let’s put it this
way.. i have little faith in the Medical Profession.. and sure..
thank God for that Ativan.. but i have 100% Faith.. Hope
and Belief in God that lives within.. the who of me
inside.. that is God same as the who of you
who is God same of you.. the innate..
instinct and intuition.. that heals
animals in the woods.. sTiLL..
and the pArt of me you see
when you see and hear me
DAncE and SinG.. and last night
i didn’t dance for my Uncle.. as i already
showed him that on my Grand Cross 56 birthday
last June.. i did something new.. THAT side of the
family has never heard.. my cousin Teddy.. who is a professional
musician.. played the guitar.. and most everyone was too shy to
sing but me.. but you see.. i have no fear now.. as perhaps all
that pain was as they say fear leaving my body with
the metaphor of Kundalini Rising too..
where all my emotions are
regulated.. all senses
and now sure i would
have a video of that to share..
but my wife was too shy to do it in
front of all the family last night.. i don’t need
anything.. i have everything.. that is my life..
if you don’t understand the value of your life..
perhaps.. you would.. if you went where i went..
and do i need anything.. other than a breath of life..
folks who can’t breathe.. understand what they need..
folks who cannot love.. may not understand what they
miss.. i loved before.. and i got that ability to love again..
when you lose it all.. you know you are God as PaRt as
WhOle when you come back aGaIN.. and perHaps as
dArk as heLL was for you then.. WiLL be as BriGht
as Heaven.. you do your God dam best to give to
others.. as God already Damned you to
hell and gave you the
WITH LOVE.. but please.. before you judge anyone..
from Adolph Hitler.. to a grain of sand.. remember
that all of that is God.. and all pArts.. dARk..
and liGht.. and ‘tween in hues of colors
and shades of grey.. are GoD
oNe AS WhOLe.. and the
worst pARt oF all
as aRt and
PArt.. is
separate now..
from God in beyond
dArkness truly iSREaL
DAMNED TO HELL.. and that
too is pARt of God.. like it or not..
tHeRe is no escape from the potential
of living both hell and heaven in one life..
as that gift of life.. and survival.. is the basic
tenant of both meaning and purpose in liFe ISReaL
all costs.. all benefits
LiFE iSREaL..:)


WeLL.. as alWays.. the river of
creativity that can be me.. is full
and exploding with stuff to say..
AnD.. i’ll start off now with another thanks
to the Facebook Video Production Assistant
in helping me construct a nice slide show.. highlighting
an extremely busy weekend of the 10th and 11th
of September.. 2016.. in celebrating everything..
all the time now.. and alWays Heaven noW..
just ’cause i Can and WiLL.. and of course
My Uncle Bob’s Birthday too.. with
highlights more..
coming in
the photo stream
photo book.. along with
the 702nd Macro-Verse titled
“After Fred Book”.. of Ocean Whole
Poem long and of course a full 42 months
of Witnessing for the God ALL of Nature..
for all i kNOw and SenSE and FeeL.. and
yes.. much.. much more to come.. in the
coming years too.. hmm.. no limits
of 42 for me.. for the meaning
of life as there is alWays
more to kNow and
FeeL and SeNSe
iN God’s
Nature per se of
what we flea humans
cannot see and feel and
sense of God all that is.. now
and for so long to come.. forevermore
now.. is a very long now.. now.. so i continue
to SinG the ‘SonG oF mY soUL’ here too.. and
sure.. i went with Alice and Wonderland themed shirt
today.. as last night was kinda the return of a prodigal
Son too.. for not seeing some of my relatives where like
Batman i kinda fell off the face of the Earth.. and disappeared
like a magic trick me.. for over 5 years.. yes.. precisely 66 months
then.. but you know what Batman’s mentor in those days told him too..
Fame Sucks.. Go for Legend Batman.. as Legends are never one hit
wonders.. hehe.. and sure i achieved that about two years into the
public dance routine at Old Seville Quarter.. named as such
by the viewing audience who only know me as the
fearless dancing dude guy.. as Spirit Animal too..
Legend.. Icon of Metro dAnce.. and one of
the nicest compliments of all.. from the
customer service lady at Super
Walmart.. who said…
she and her
Fellow Walmart
workers say.. whenever
i go in to dance.. no matter
what season of the year it is…
i Bring Spring with me.. hehe.. and
she doesn’t even know.. i am A iSReAL
Pan of the ForEst.. hehe.. and it sure was nice
to see the Good Cop Jesus come back to church again
today.. with that prodigal story in that form too.. as Loving
the child who goes away and comes back.. dam sure beats
last week’s Luke.. Chapter 17 story that says the polar
opposite.. in hating your children if they don’t
follow what i tale them to do.. anyway..
the danger of holding a book
to the sky and worshipping
every page of it.. is no
different than
the Golden
they are
both idols of human
beings that attempt to
approximate and represent
the essence of God all that is..
however.. Humans made symbols
named words.. and turned those words
into God after God already.. done ‘been here..
like Forevernow.. to worship words.. is not different
truly than to worship any other symbol.. in visual image..
make all stuff in life.. holy and sacred.. and heaven becomes
now.. say stuff like last prophet and only Son of God.. and you
get discontent.. doubt.. fear.. and all stuff related to separation
of hate.. the teachings of Jesus in Golden Rule way.. with
consuming no other with harm.. is Universal among
sages of the ages who came centuries
before he did.. and to worship
a man.. over what
works in teachings
to bring heaven now..
is to lose the wHOle FucKinG..
point of the meek shall inherit the
earth.. and the last will be first.. it’s
already happening now.. in case ya haven’t noticed..:)



Caution.. Prairie Tale coming..
with the word Edit only
hidden by
E.. for
Everything.. hehe..
sure.. poetic.. makes it more
interesting.. and truly same is boring
and different is interesting.. per even the
the tiny book.. i read from cover to cover in
a matter of super speed reading in a few minutes
aT the Big B and N.. while dancing Tai-Chi Like-Ballet..
and listening to my Alan Parson’s Best of Trance inducing
music too.. to get Laser.. Super Focused from head to toe..
in Super
Fly Brain
and Body as
it were and sure
is today.. as practice
brings more practice in
dance and steps and words
too.. in ‘Lucy’-like human potential..
from the furry me to the online version
too haha.. weLL.. got news for you.. Good
News in fAct.. 911 came and went without
any hitches and only the new fACT i’M fiXin’
to preSent.. juSt ’cause i can and WiLL as i live
in a new age now.. wHere yes! God yes! the meek
have finAlly and silently inherited the Earth and the
last is first.. and i AM juSt a FucKinG poster boy
for all of that
hehex2.. of sorts
as God’s Cheerleader2..
hmm.. it’s like the tumble weed
of the Big Lebowski Movie.. the
911 pArt even with 69 cents
on the check in the grocery
store of that movie..
and sure the
won.. Trump folks..
and while you gnash your
teeth and wring your hands
we are FucKinG sMiLinG every
wHeRE wE go.. truly rich.. no matter
dollar bills or not.. while you worry over
your FucKinG continued hoarding of stuff..
as ya might have to share some of ya grain
stowed up in your silos with the smiling homeless
dude.. or even A Jesus who has no place to rest wHeRe
you live.. thanks God.. yes.. the place of exclusion.. the
place limited to Southern Baptist church walls and i use that
example.. for the ex-Cheerleader Lady.. my wife went to school
with.. graduating in ’88.. still looking CheerLeader good.. with bleached
blonde hair and pancaked face.. and that’s okay.. as dress it up baby..
and those work-out shorts still looked truly fertile i must say.. only
in analytical way of course.. hehe.. so anyway.. the Alice in
Wonderland dude.. after already doing a Marathon
of Dance in public places across the weekend
long.. and i might add.. hitting the 5950
milestone mark.. that surely will
hit 6000 miles in three
years by the
Fall Equinox..
for the next big
celebration coming
in milestone blog way..
anyWays.. miss prim and
proper work-out shorts lady..
exclaims to her son as i am
passing by.. get here quick son..
to her child.. there are too many
weird folks in here.. now of course
i had my head phones on.. considering
DANCE ACTIVITIES.. which of course she
has no way of kNoWing how far and deep
and sometimes red hot.. my activities
do go online too.. hehe.. but
yes.. since she said there
are too many weird
folks in here..
i immediately
turned around as i had
passed her and heard her clearly
as i ain’t got no music on yet.. hehex2..
and as we kNow.. the iPhone ear buds
are designed well not to totally stuff your
ears up.. so.. you can hear cars coming
up on ya and stuff like that when you are
driving your bike and running and all of that..
So.. go i back quickly to the aisle her son was visiting
by the Halloween stuff.. and sure enough there are
a mix of Walmart customers.. who are dressed rather
differently.. and like totally relaxed in their night clothes
and other the Dude off the Big Lebowski Movie ways
of being.. kinda like the Love Version of Jesus who
truly is the Love Christ.. as opposed to the other
polar opposite anti-Christ Jesus who exists
in FucKinG plain site in the New Testament
for those with Love eyes and ears who
can see that hating your Parents
and Brothers and Sisters..
and Children in
Luke Chapter
17.. if they don’t
follow all of the contradictions
of the New Testament like it’s even
possible to Love your enemy and hate
your FucKinG Children.. Good cop bad
cop good cop.. what the FucK it’s like the
FucKinG Joker off the Batman Movie.. live by
the sword.. die by the sword.. why so serious..
i bring a sword not peace.. FucK.. people sit
in the pews and take this shit in.. not paying attention
of course.. as there are a zillion other problems swimming
around in the their head.. to meet the Trump money and other
materialistic goals in life of course.. not even to notice half the God
Dam time.. that the New Testament is a book of Love and Hate..
Hope and Fear.. no different than the Old Testament too..
but when you tale folks you have made a humble
and zealous carpenter as the good cop
bad cop Bi-Polar Jesus continues
into play as a FucKinG God
of the Universe.. that
is just a ploy
that does
not allow
you sTiLL
to question
the total hypocritical
Nature of the book from start
to finish.. however.. in mythology way..
like all other religions and myths.. there
is most often the ‘Kali’ part.. you know the
Angel of Destruction.. the potential devil archetype
without empathy and compassion that says in tribal
instinct way.. go team go.. we are the best team and
your team sucks.. fight team fight.. sit down stand
up..kneel.. go quarterback Jesus or Muhammad
go.. no.. it’s our Jesus and not your
Jesus or this Jesus
and not that
Jesus.. Good cop
bad cop Good cop
Jesus Merry go around
and some of us are still
crucifying others for being different
or perhaps we are just another bleached
blonde Babe from The Southern Baptist Church
with her tight gym shorts on.. making it now clear to
everyone else that she and her son are the chosen
ones and everyone else on the other team just plain
sucks.. anyway.. be careful who you wish for.. as sure.. i have
a Devil two and a Joker in my back pocket2.. per that song by
21 Pilots that i shared before1.. you will never ever wanna
see into the eyes of righteous indignation that live behind
these sHades.. THE eyes who have seen REAL FUCKING
HELL HERE ON EARTH.. but no.. when i slowly
approached her like a Black Panther..
as they always walk.. as a practice
of survival.. she would never
kNow what my eYes
were thinking..
but sure..
could FeeL
my presence
of strength and fearless..
and perHaps.. she’ll think twice
now before she condemns the weird
around her as anything but FucKinG
Clown Fun!.. anyWay.. this is human nature..
she knows not what she does.. and even science
documents and provides this too.. as the conservative
mind sees the world much differently in inhibitions and
fear than the liberal mind does.. in fearless and party time
all the relaxed Panther walk and Dance now!.. i would have
asked her for a dance.. and sure.. back in the old days at
Seville.. she probably would have gotten a selfie with
me.. just to show off to ‘some’ of her friends
the wild thing she saw
out of the zoo and
all of that..
i get
i understand
how and why the
human ticks and rocks..
i forgive her for what she kNows
and feels not of what she does..
i’ve been to hell.. but no.. some
of these others folks
who her child
will go on
to bully
in school..
per the example
this mother sets haven’t
weathered the storms i have..
coming out looking like the statue
of King David and all of that in the buff…
hehe.. as it were and is in all my art haha!..
so perhaps she will think twice.. before she blurts
out something to her son.. that a real Good Cop Jesus
might be hearing in the background.. ’cause you kNoW..
there IS A pArt of her book.. that speaks to coming back in
glory to judge the living and the dead.. well here’s the thing..
only God truly Judges as all that is in the end now.. in how we
iN liGht or DArk of Positive action and consequence
live our life per the rules and laws of NatUre..
as there are literally trillions of peptide
receptors in all the cells of the
body that are fed either liGht
or DArk by the relative
free will of our
thOughts and
actions as thoughts
are simply after effects
of the affect of how we feel
about the world in pro or con
social emotions.. live life in fear..
anger and hate.. and become the
dArk of that.. live life in Hope.. Peace
and Love and become the Dude from
the Big Lebowski show come back again..
perhaps in a grocery store.. writing a check
on 911 for 69 cents.. Remember Horatio.. God
is bigger than your book or the walls of your church..
God is the Force that lives in a grain of sand and quite
Frankly.. the red tip end of my penis.. to put it as FRANkly
as i can.. and will.. to separate anything as holy and sacred
as any pARt of the Body of God from head to toe.. to tip of that
in whatever colors it comes.. from seas to shining seas.. to the
farthest galaxy of mind and body and beyond space.. distance now
and time that has never been explored.. is to live less than we
can in the greatest grace that is the gift of life now..
use it or lose it..
i use it all
and i thrive..
no.. i don’t just survive
i thrive.. as what most folks
might refer to weird and a lazy
bum too.. but here’s the deal..


Let’s see..
wHeRe was i..
hmm.. i.. i wonder
which way i ought to
go.. yes.. Facebook..
Macro-Verse memories now
from years ago.. i haven’t
lost them.. after all.. hehe..
one moment.. please.. NOW while
i retrieve with second or third
chorus.. and.. that reminds me..
a lady i used to work with.. yes..
Dolores.. whose Spirit animal was
the Tasmanian Devil of course.. once
said.. dam.. Fred.. don’t matter what sHit
you get yourself into.. you always come out
smelling like Fresh Roses.. or other flowers
per se.. as i improvise as such as i continue to
go as Cheshire Cat.. Mad Hatter.. Alice And Wonderland..
hahahaha! you may have noticed.. i am not all of myself..
truly.. my smile reaches far on this E-Land never land.. never
ending story online all.. but remember.. beware the Jabberwocky2..
and sure.. i come as the March Hare2.. in the year of our Lord 2013..
so.. i’m here.. since E-Birth.. on Thanks Giving Day of 2010 too..
hmm.. what next.. oh.. God Yes!
yes.. back to the Facebook
Memories fully in Lewis
Carrol like
tow… too
as anything
goeS in
pArt of Pan’s
Woods.. you kNow
pan of pan
more more
to come of that
aLL iT is.. too..
so.. here comes some more
totAlly a-causal related
memories from a year ago..
toTally related to today too..
As Synchronicity continues to pAint
canvas alWayS now.. wHeRe no distance
space or time literally existS onlinE.. noW
as there is no entropy here of notice.. don’t
you see.. feel.. sense and know.. there is no
sun or moon.. to light these words.. no golden
floors.. or pearly gates.. perhaps you just stepped
into the iSREAL Twilight ZonE Heaven and are not fully aware
of the looKing gLass you see through if you have arrived here now..
anyWay.. it’s NoW for juSt anotHeR TeaM ligHT SonG noW.. iF you can
see and
hEart the
cAll of God
all that is yEt..
as the team liGht
members aLL continue to
ArT and sciEncE all thaT is out..
to the best of tHeir liGht and hmm..
somewhat dARk abilities now.. so.. go Lorde2.. at 1:11 pm2..:)

Jesus F. in Christ.. if i hear that FucKinG Trump commercial
one more paid commercial YouTube Advertisement about putting
Freedom in a waLLed lock box..
i am gonna have
to ignore it
even more.. hehe..

oKAy.. back to the
regularly unscheduLed program here..
as now goeS oN.. trUly iSREAL FReED..;)

Allah’s Karma

Allah’s Karma as fully titled here..
Doesn’t need
a book..
Positive action
makes Positive consequence..
Negative action makes Negative consequence..
Flow with God of Nature’s Nature as gifted
as being HUman.. in liGht or go the dArk
path of relative Free WiLL iSreAL noW..
Laws of Nature
God and sAMe
rule.. break them
as wave of dARk and
surf potential hell too..
hmm.. i’ll go for Ocean
liGht Heaven iSrEAL noW.. beats
the other place.. DancE and SonG uP..:)

Bowling Alley Doughnut Life

Bowling Alley Doughnut Life..
Bottom Line..

Dance Dreams MORE

Dance Dreams more..
and that
reminds me..
Facebook Friend
Cortney.. who is also
a Dancing Friend from
Seville Quarter shares
a Facebook Status on looking
for a job and potential prospects thereof..

i reply..

Good Luck..
i’D hire you
to Dance but as
Sia says in terms..
Of.. Dollar Bills..
The Pay kinda sucks..
But it can be thrilling..;)

And now i say heRe and tHeRe
anD everyWheRe noW oNE for noW
evermorenow.. hehe.. liVinG now..

Yeah.. it’s too bad we cannot
go back to the forAging of village
life.. small groups of warm and fuzzy
feeling humans dancing in the liGht
of ecstasy moves in connecting
and creating anew..
as the midnight
and full
around as
it goes around
too.. and we do too..
anyway.. i dream and
do what i can and will..
and trust me as Alice says
now.. sure.. go ask Alice.. hUman
ImAGinAtiOn.. beats Trump and Hillary
Paper cut dolls any day of the dance week now..
i can iMaGiNe anything.. and trUst me.. most oF iT coMes trUe..
or truSt..
me not..
yoUr will
over free love..
or not.. my wiLL
as fearless love.. alWays noW..:)


Now to a few of my
online friEnds
who i regularly
interAct with
in never
no fAiL..
as hey.. juST
‘C A U S E..
i can and WiLL
over Love as Fearless iSREAL..
as PerHaps i AM A Wizard oF oZ iSREAL2..;)

Hmm.. noW if i can just fit the
10 commandments
into one of
i WiLL have
coveRed all the
major memes iN hiStory
oF art SAges.. mostlY online trUe
and suRE Pentatonix can hELp NoW..
WiTh that too.. in modern culturE ways too..
as Jesus.. F iN Christ.. to geT iT aLL doNe
requires quite a brush to
cover the canvas
aS even
of 12 million
words of ZilLioNs
poTenTiaL more to
cOmE online iSREAL
iN aLL O’ Unabridged bible
through hUman eYes groWinG
moRE as wE sPEAk ‘tiLL more
folks reach a singularity of clarity
iF yoU sEEk iN GoD oF couRsE.. noW..:)

“The believer is happy. The doubter is wise.”

~~ Hungarian proverb ~~

Well.. gigoid… as promised i’m back
at 2:33 pm.. Central
Time on January
12th of 2016..
and surely
the happy
and wise
are truly
the one’s who believe
with 100% faith.. hope and belief..
my Friend.. in other words they
not only walK iN liGht
as Science says..
they literAlly
bEcoMe a
liGht FoRcE
of hUman BeinG
as all multi-trillion peptide
receptors in all cells of the hUman
body FucKinG ‘forgeT’ all about dArk..
and seNSE and FeeL.. A Way BeinG
liGht.. oh.. the science and art my friEnd..
oh.. the
thrive alive..
with fearless love

“I know a lot of people without brains who do an awful lot of talking.”

~~ The Scarecrow, Wizard of Oz ~~

Hmm.. Fitting in somE ways here too.. my friEnd..

The Scarecrow listens..
The Tin man speaks..
And the Lion Roars..
when all three beComE
onE Force of Fearless Love..
but sure.. without expreSsinG thAT
for all
potEnTiaLLy moRe oNE..
so.. that’s why i for one.. choose
A role of Cheerleader aS Fearless Love..
as that my friEnd is the hiGhest hUman Gift
oF aLL..
Instrument of
God oF aLL NaturE now..
Go.. Team liGht.. Go.. Team RA! Go..:)

“A human being is a part of the whole, called by us Universe,
a part limited in time and space.
He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings
as something separated from the rest
–a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness.
This delusion is a kind of prison,
restricting us to our personal desires
and to affection for a few persons nearest to us.
Our task must be to free from this prison
by widening our circle of compassion
to embrace all living creatures and the whole nature in its beauty.”

~~ Albert Einstein ~~

Albert Einstein..
“The Anti-Trump”..

Need.. i say more..
sUre.. Y-NoT..
tHeRe ain’t no
Trump WallS noW
around mE..@lEAst
foR Now.. hehe.. hmm..

“The world, Govinda, is not imperfect or slowly evolving along a long path to perfection. No, it is perfect at every moment; every sin already carries grace within it, all small children are potential old men, all sucklings have death within them, all dying people — eternal life. It is not possible for one person to see how far another is on the way; the Buddha exists in the robber and the dice player; the robber exists in the Brahmin. During deep meditation it is possible to dispel time, to see simultaneously all the past, present and future, and then everything is good, everything is perfect, everything is Brahman. Therefore, it seems to me that everything that exists is good–death as well as life, sin as well as holiness, wisdom as well as folly. Everything is necessary, everything needs only my agreement, my assent, my loving understanding; then all is well with me and nothing can hurt me. I learned through my body and soul that it was necessary for me to sin, that I needed lust, that I had to strive for property and experience nausea and the depths of despair in order to learn not to resist them, in order to learn to love the world, and no longer compare it with some kind of desired imaginary world, some imaginary vision of perfection, but to leave it as it is, to love it and be glad to belong to it. These, Govinda, are some of the thoughts that are in my mind.”

— Hermann Hesse, _Siddartha_

FucKinG LoVe
FucKinG liNe
oF Existence..
as Fearless LoVe noW..:)

“To know that one has enough is to be rich.”
~~ Lao Tzu

IS A state of
miNd/boDy BaLanCinG
for scores more then..
iN thouSands of years..
people lived on the evening
Meal Alone and Love..
MoVinG.. ConNecTinG
And CreAtinG aNew
allone they sTarTed the
neXt day aLL
for Love Now
oF LiVinG noW..
juSt iMaGinE
oNly NoW
and group
greed rules..
Hmm.. i AM
the anti-rule..
LOVE.. FucK the rules of Greed..:)

“It’s All I have to bring to-day,
This, and my heart beside,
This, and my heart, and all the fields,
And all the meadows wide.
Be sure you count, should I forget, —
Some one the sum could tell, —
This, and my heart, and all the bees
Which in the clover dwell.”

~~ Emily Dickinson ~~

To do all of liFe
as poetry
is to live
as both
brush and
paint as God’s canvas iSREAL..:)

“I am an optimist. It does not seem too
much use being anything else.” — Winston Churchill

for me too..
When in hell do
not FucKinG do
as the Romans do..;)

Milton, Florida..
June 6th, 1960..
born in iSREaL U.S.A… heLL..
Also K A New Jerusalem..
on July
22nd, 2013..;)

My tombstone

And yes.. Milton,
Florida.. was named
Hell first.. ’cause oF aLL
the briars on the River
Banks of literAlly wHere i lived down town..

As alWays..
back uP
and beWitch
the ‘competition’..
oF DArk as darK..:)

All caught up to you
mY FriEnd.. gigoid.. at 3:16 p.m..
September 12th, 2016.. noW..
if tHeRe ever could be a Good
Cop Jesus.. you.. My FriEnd
would be one
of his


i roamed the neighborhood
bLock with sHades at 3:33 am..
every night for years.. the street lights
were not as briGht as my computer screen of
pain.. to E-Scape to Nature dArk each niGht.. then..
and one niGht.. a voice within spoke in a language
thaT was no words aT aLL.. FeeLinG SenSinG
within lived
liGht agAin..


desserts only kNow..



Hello.. my FriEnd.. Prajakta..
it can sometimes be lonely
to trUly have WinGs liGht..
but every once
in a while a
another bird
flies by now to
let you kNow/FeeL
you are not alone..
and through the last
several years.. trUly
in a storm of wings..
of writing..
you were
only one of
few to only you..
who consistently
dropped by my blog
site.. and let me know
you came by with at least
a like.. this writing adventure..
as far as the human touch goes..
has been truly a challenge.. while real
life.. is full of the human touch now.. i am
tempted to leave this all behind.. as i’ve created
milestones and completed them.. same as E-Scaping
pain with these words from the stARt.. but it is only a
few folks like you
who now convince
me to stay around
a little longer at lEast..
i appreciate you.. my FriEnd..
and this is a poem you write
that touches my soul
the most..
as i end
my pursuit
in writing foR Now..
for clarity as purpose..
for the meaning of liFe..
just to DancE and SinG mY
friEnd.. the thing is.. i can do that
in real life now.. and i’M not sure now
why i am not doing that more.. my neXt
stop to liGht a lamP.. perHaps morE.. noW.. outside..:)

And in conclusion i say now..



Oh.. yeah..
cRap.. aLmost
foRgET.. i dedicate
thiS.. to my moTher as noW
withouT her love tHeRe iS
no way i could have bEcome
A Love Flu.. hehe.. sUre..
iN most everyWay..
aS noW.. Anew.. Now
reNew.. So hEars
to HeLen.. this..
go ’round.. Merry..
at age 17.. coming out
of the Santa Rosa Sound..
And sure.. i’LL2 continue giving
somEway.. somEhow.. somEnoW anYWay i Go..;)








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CrediTs FiELd oF DreAMs

And yeS.. FinAlly..
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A Thanks YoU oF sORts..

Love iS

GRains oF SaNd
hOld mounTain
LoVe NoW..:)

GodsUniVerse 42 HiTchHiKinG

GodsUniVerse 42 HiTchHiKinG

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GodsUniVerse 42 HiTchHiKinG

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StArting off a 701st Macro Verse to Celebrate 42 months
of Blog Poem Witnessing for God.. as hey.. don’t yA like
A Meaning oF liFe.. likely only meaningful in totaLiTy
to mE.. and sUre.. 42.. is kinda related to thaT
iN sacred number cross many cultural ways..
so why not make meaning and purpose
iN MoVinG.. ConNecTing and creAtinG
in HoLy SacRed Way of HeARt and
SpiRiT exPreSsinG thaT heARt oF
EmoTioNs.. aS SpiRiT iN miNd
and boDy BaLanCinG soUL
to regulate EmoTions..
and inteGrATe seNses
like a finely tuned cognitive
executive functioning human
race car sports car.. iN super laser
focus and German Watch-like elegant
precision too.. and hmm.. got a Lucifer
Song by Alan Parsons that FiTs thiS theMe
oF the Meaning oF liFE to mE iN 42 months
aS a total of over 3.3 million words.. Ocean Poem
total SonG oF mY SoUL way.. too.. and it’s kinda nice
that the somewhat trusty Facebook Algorithm as Video
Slide Movie Production Assistant welcomes me with a
brief early Afternoon Labor Day workout-grind to come..
even if the embedding feature for blogs is hardly working
at all for the other photo muses from Facebook way.. but yes..
aGaiN iT’s aLL free so i’ll jUst go wiTh the Flow of River Waves
in Ocean Whole Poem Field of dreAMs waY as iF iT didn’t coMe
to the pARty.. aLL FrEEd as such.. it wouldn’t be nearly as much
fun Free.. hehe.. now.. as ’42 Fred Buffet oF aLL onE Can Eat Meaning
oF liFE’.. yes i kNow and FeeL thAT IS A very LonG title as such by hey..
what the heLL.. when the whole dam thing is sTiLL approaching 4.2 Million
words.. iF iT ain’t already tHeRE.. if yA eAT the wHoLe dAM thing.. including
comment snacks that eventuAlly make Novels out of Macro-Verses allone..;)

Hmm.. and now i say.. i’m saYinG moRe.. i’Ve fELt the meaning oF liFe all mY
liFE.. jUst haven’t been able to put iT into words and practice a meaning of LIFe
in mY liFE that makes Heaven noW unTiL the end of July 2013.. at age 53.. hmm..
better late than ever and never and now is alWays the best now oF aLL to geT the
practice of life done better and better iN all the HoLY and sAcred waYs liFE can go
and FeeL and SeNse and Be.. hehe.. so sure.. iT ain’t over ‘tiLL iT’s over so go ON..
and aLways do more while liFe lives long.. iN now forevermorenowmoreeverfor now..:)

And dVerse has a Haibun and Haiku prompt as one Force of Japanese strict Nature
Form to come for Monday poetry liNks now.. and i for oNe WiLL go with my usual..
Fredbun and Fredku Free verse way.. and sure mostly it will be about Nature but
yA see Nature is sAMe as GoD allthatis for mE.. so sure that could include
FucKinG everything.. anything.. and nothing at all in only metaphor of
course.. hmm.. sure.. i kNow and FeeL.. i’M way too complicated now
for most folks.. hmm.. but hey.. i for one lEarn thaT MakinG aLL
sacred and Fearlessly Loving Holy IS A continuing path(s) and
journey wHole getting better alWays noW aS
Heaven now.. per the iSREaL KinGdoM oF
God poTenTiAL.. in neuroplastic.. noW
and epigenetic wayS Now..
WiThiN.. DNA..
set free as
metaphor.. oF
Quantum unleashed
and reLeasED miNd and
BoDy BaLanCinG SoUL
ever more now.. NOW..
theRe ain’t no strict
juSt Do it
NoW as Victory
Nike symbol as Goddess
of VicTory too.. VictorY for the
WiN is WTF.. FTW i do.. how ’bout
yA.. fight team fight team team liGht NoW..
with words and paint and dAncE FeAT oF arT..:)




Hi.. Candice.. this makes me
wanna give you a hug.. so sure
tight online hugs as ‘the
women say’.. sMiLes..
i test as nurturer
sure.. not
a gift
from a father
but yes.. one from
Saint Mother as it
were and still is.. however..
it can’t last forever as the real
world calls for an outcast.. and add
in poor.. like eating peanut butter sandwiches
every day as an only staple of life afforded with
even three part time jobs.. and life is hard and lonely
same in a college where you no longer know anyone.. this
relates particularly to at least a lost year in college.. but
overall small towns have anchors for even some of
the most outcast oF all.. so i stayed for the
anchors as Lord knows immigrating
to Canada like you did would
have tested me in
the same way..
probably even
now.. as we are all social
animals who need that connection
and roles to live with each other.. nomadic
societies that moved as villages are normal still
evolving ways of human beings.. following subsistence
and shelter together away from harsh environmental elements
but anyone on their own moving to an entirely different country
is quite a challenge.. and many women of many different countries
do this today.. including my Friend Himali.. i readily admit i am not
that strong.. to uproot my former outcast status comfort
in my role now as town jester dancing guy as such..
much.. and i really had to earn that social
role in a fight at first for
a right to dance..
with folks
in charge then..
but ‘they’ got used to me..
instead of me getting used
to ‘them’ this go around.. and i
appreciate a social role i direct..
act.. and play as now.. instead of mastered
by the control of others through decades as
the modern slave world of work does over the
freedoms of so many folks.. but sure.. the social
connection is the meat of what makes life worth
living for most ‘regular’ folks in life.. and i am regular
enough to need a social role and that connection too
as much or even
more than
else.. as
the connection
of nurture is what
brought love to me and
keeps it that way all fuzzy
and warm.. like Bowling Alley
Cheers Life where Norm is Strange as Norm…
ironically so.. comfortable in my crazy own sKin.. Free..
Hope you live in a wonderful place now.. my friend.. i’M
thinKinG the U.K.. if i remember what you may have said before..
Yeah.. and i’LL use ‘Life in a Northern Town’ for this.. but wait..
nah.. i’LL use ‘Fast Car’.. working at the Bowling Center then..
close to minimum wage before they converted it into a
Federal Job.. living at home still at age 26.. still
with a 1970 Maverick with no AC or Heat..
dating a woman i met at the 2001 Club..
later to find out she was already
pregnant by someone else..
but i stayed as i was
so lonely..
she on welfare..
spent a few nights
at the projects.. ate
some welfare cheese
too.. as she had a little
girl too.. i bought my first
cheap apartment and had
the only second removed
four person family
i would
i’ve been
around my
friend.. and
it all ended up like this..
there is always room for
change.. there is ALWAYS
i Love you Friend..
with hugs of words..
as i know the place
of not only the lost
but the
poor in
spirit too..
waiting for a fast
car to escape in FliGht..
mine came in twinkle
toes of stars and fingers..
never ever would i have placed
myself here then.. beYond my wildest dreAms..
never give up.. and never stop dreaming.. my friend..:)

Smiles.. this didn’t make the comments section for
the post you just erased but i really liked it
and this is an additional benefit
of always
before post..
this one is for that one..;)


Affected minds

Hi.. again.. Candice.. A Baker’s dozen.. A Baker’s
mind.. 6 and a half
of brain
or more
of what
a soUl can
expand or retract
to be.. an act of mercy..
an act to restrain.. an
act to save.. a Baker’s
Act of prison for weeks
then days.. first @21
manic as expanded brain
can go.. and then at opposite
side of black hole soul brain..@47…
like i said..
been around
in that other comment
in that other place too..
and too.. both places of the mind that
wanders too far.. as sure.. all reaLiTy
that human constructs IS A Narrative story
of what they’ve been told and shown or what
they create for themselves.. the
rest is moving
and smaller
parts and tapestry
whole.. and then there
IS A inner UniVerse of hUman
soft and cozy.. wild and crazy now
and or dark and dim.. and a spectrum
oF aLL.. the inner Universe more complex
than any God Dam astronomer has ever seen
of space.. these stars of Neurons.. connected
as Stars above.. trillions of paths.. journeys of
memories that change at pace slow
and fast and
blur of
now.. to go places
where no one has gone
before.. still frontiers within
of Star Trek BRain
but now then..
the worst place
oF aLL is when it all
dies inside.. when the smiling
face of the schizophrenic looks like
heaven compared to a schizoid world..
when schizotypal magic thinking beats depersonalization
and dissociative identify disorder and beyond anhedonia
of no feeling at all.. where anxiety clamps down on
chest muscles and suffocates panic
attacks as death
as only
can do for false..
and real fears at
organic level of neuro-chemicals
and neuro-hormones the same..
where Alexithymia.. separates
language and emotion as well..
in empty place of hell..
where all of it is
an Invisible Universe
and sure.. pain disorders
the same that no one sees
but the person who lives in
an entire UniVerse of Hell within
now.. all trillions connections of