IMAGINE..
A
source of energy..
almost FREE!
A
force to remediate the symptoms
of
Alzheimer’s Disease…
A
Magickal Elixer
to bring the dead back to life
in
LIFE
from the CHALLENGING condition of Alexithymia..
YES!
The fountain of youth..
in
ELECTRONIC FORM..
THAT RAISES LEVELS OF HUMAN GROWTH HORMONE..
POWERING A 54 YEAR OLD
MALE
TO
ALMOST 2400 MILES IN DANCE WALKING
IN A LITTLE
OVER A YEAR..
YES!
200 MONTHLY MILES OF PLAY IN LIFE
EVERYWHERE HIS WIFE SHOPS
IN HIS LOCAL
METRO
AREA…
IN
THE BEGINNING
THERE
IS
DARK..
LIGHT COMES FROM DARK..
THEN
THERE IS
MOVEMENT OR DANCE..
GENERATING
SOUND
OR
MUSICK
AND FUELING
MOVEMENT
IN
INFINITY
LOOP
OF
NOW!
FOREVERMORE
NOW!
OH! AND ALMOST
FORGOT!
THEN
GOD
OF MOTHER NATURE TRUE!
CREATES
KATY
PERRY!
THE ONLY
VOICE OF HOPE IN
A SONG NAMED FIREWORK
IN
BEAUTY OF POSITIVITY
THAT
BRINGS
THE FAINTEST LIGHT
OF HOPE TO THE DARKEST DAYS
OF DEADZONE
SOUL
IN
A
HUMAN BEING FOR FIVE LONG YEARS
OF
HUMAN HELL!
YES!
KATY PERRY IS A REAL LIVE ANGEL TO ME!
THAT
HELPS SAVE MY SOUL..
WITH
HER
MAGICK
MUSICK!
AND THIS POST IS
DEDICATED TO HER!
A
VOICE CRYING OUT IN THE WILDERNESS
CALLING TO ME.. TO
GIVE
HOPE
TO
A
DEADZONE
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KATiE MiA FredericK!iI 
Hey – I can tell how you live in the music.. Dance-walking…keep it moving man.
Hi2! Bjorn.. LIVE in the moment.. live in the Musick is definitely my motto TRUE1!2..:) Thanks for stopping by and hope you are having a great day or night.. as i’m too tired to figure out the time zone..difference as the words flow freely without analytical thought..in creativity..2.. of course inspired by musicK too!
http://www.waystationone.com/2014/10/the-prayer-in-old-photographs.html
THE HARDEST PART TO DO
Speaking of home.. i’ve come to the conclusion that i was right when i was young.. this is that place they forecast as heaven..
Truly imagine a world were food is abundant and never a true need is lost.. on Mother Nature…and yes you already did that.. smiles2..:)
But is it really heaven or is it really hell..
That is the secret..
Where the wise.. go back..
to square one…
and just live.. in heaven now..
and never over think anything. and just dance the dance of life..
Sad that some may not realize they are in heaven.. as at least their ancestors.. in some places like this….
truly went through hell.. to make a heaven like this…
REAL..
i still can’t convince my wife of it ….
she waits.. she waits.. she waits for something better…
than is tHere NOW..
i suppose we choose heaven or hell.. and i’ll will the former.. in all i do.. and attempt to share it..
the hardest part to do…..
i SING ALONE ALONG ANGELS2
Ahh.. yes.. i too love sacred music.. playing the piano and singing for the church choir for a decade in my 20’s.. and returning last year.. to once again.. lead the choir.. from the back pew.. but no longer joined to the now front pew choir….
i dance the week.. and reserve my voice.. to sing with the choirs of angels..
that visit the temple like CATholic church…
that rises to the sky.. among the common flats.. of neighborhood old…
i kinda liked it better when it is small.. and the choir still sings from back row
pews..
when and where no one knows.. whose voice is who!..:)
But sadly most never sing at all.. in the congregation at large…
Maybe 10 percent at most..
The illness seems clear.. the soul.. no longer lives.. alive in song!.. the best way
to connect in verbal prayer.. i know for sure.. in heart to heart GOD song of pray!
But yes.. they know my voice from back to front.. as i sing alone along Angels2!..:)
You got a musical spirit–I can tell… not gonna lie, I get a lil groovy during walks… don’t let some young thug come on… IT’S OVER.
Hi Desmond.. when i at times in my blog have metaphored i am a warrior for GOD.. that’s not too far from the literal truth….
My style of dance walking is Kung FU/TAI CHI style.. and almost miraculously too.. over 2400 miles in dancing it in walking the walk.. and intensely practicing my own style of martial arts.. in a military gym.. professionals have likened me to an expert in several styles of Kung FU.. that mean nothing to me in words….
There’s something about fearless love.. that can keep even some thugs away…
The greatest challenges i’ve received in stores.. are from fundamentalist Christians attempting to tell me.. what i’m doing is not shining the light.. in flow of GOD.. as GOD is both GOD of love and GOD of survival too…. per the divine feminine and masculine in me too…..
Now the Metro Rave Bar that caters freely to my entire half a million or so metro area.. is a different story.. yes the thugs are there.. and have challenged me there.. in that environment where cops are outside and security are even inside…
But.. when ever that happens these smart phone sitters.. get a quick exhibition of Bruce Lee style lightening fast dance kicks.. if you can picture a 225LB or so Bruce Lee like exhibition of lightening fast kicks…
The power of the CHI.. is certainly no match for a gun.. or any other weapon that kills..
but these days..
Even the thugs where i live.. are truly mostly wimps living in smart phone world….
Nah.. wasn’t that way here.. where i live in the 70’s and 80’s.. but overall.. even the thugs here.. for the most part.. have grown soft.. The best offense is a good defense… i walk tall..smiles..friend..:)
And I am truly cautious.. and read people well.. just from looking at their body language.. and i know when it’s time to stop dancing.. and get the hell out of the way.. if i see the way a cold hearted heart moves.. as yes.. been there.. done them shoes too…;)
In a way.. the internet is killing deeper thinking minds.. in attention span.. abilities.. but in a way too…
it is killing crime.. too… yes.. even pornography too…. is killing crime.. overall…..
tHere is a silver lining i can find.. in almost all areas.. of what some people consider.. total darkness….. but i keep looking.. until i find it.. and am usually pleasantly or ironically surprised.. at the end results of my study..:)
ha. i believe in the power of music for sure….to sooth…and i imagine to heal as well….and it would only make sense to me that all of creation began with music….
Hi Brian.. Ha.. Ha.. yes!.. the Big Bang is still music to the scientist’s ears.. in the back ground of life…! Smiles and have a great day!
I like how music heals you – it’s the beat of life throbbing through you!
So true Bill… in more ways that one.. and one way of ONE..:) Smiles..:) AND Hope you are having a throbbing life day too!
http://audreyhowittpoetry.blogspot.com/2014/10/a-soprano-practices.html
YANG AND YIN OF ART
i find in singing.. dancing.. or even poetry art.. that for me.. and i think this varies innately with some who are more instruction oriented or hands on.. that any structure offered stunts.. the true power of creativity in me.. whether it is song.. dance.. or poetry..
not often.. or ever heard.. stepped.. or written before…
People have asked me to teach them.. or how i learn to dance..
and i tell them.. you are looking at my soul.. it is free..
and moves wherever it wants.. in step.. note.. or word…..
And there was a time.. i had none of that.. but lesson.. and sheet music in piano flow…
One day i discounted everything i knew.. and finally the notes flowed free.. from fingers too….
i guess it’s the Yang and Yin of art.. in almost everything in life..
only those.. who never have to worry about money..
can truly live in mostly Yin.. in creativity.. to explore a heart and soul… fully…
The process of human creativity.. is both fascinating and TRULY magicK to me.. and smiles.. i enjoyed your path… too..:) over soprano way.. of song…. in words as well…true….
DANCE AND SONG OF HOT JUNGLES
i prefer the dance and song of hot jungles.. where the primitive part of my soul comes undomesticated and wild.. in FEAT of rhythm..
And whenever on the real dance floor of life.. in my local metro dance hall.. someone introduces me to the more formal style of couples dancing..
i just go back into jungle routine.. yes.. FLOW.. of Mother Nature True..
and lead the way back…
to WILD…:)
FREE LIFE OF LIGHT
i truly think ART of all types..
has POWER to
set souls FREE…
And Billy is one lucky SOUL..
who returns to free LIFE
of LIGHT…:)
AVALANCHE OF LOVE
i think the greatest thing about all human relationships is..
they are all unique connections of potential love..
and every connection of life with everyone one meets..
can be a potential snow flake of love..
Where snow ball keeps rolling
to one day perhaps…
an avalanche
of LOVE
With a whole team of Lovers.. cheering.. hurraying in the
background of Snow…wonSnowONe
http://www.barnonegroup.com/2012/09/beat-bop-jazz.html
NITTY GRITTY OF POETRY
Interesting..Beat-Bop Jazz as expressed here.. in wild words of life.. remind me of the freeing spirit.. of the days of poetry introduced by Jack Kerouac and others in words of the middle of last century..
and interesting while i can certainly dance and do photography even wilder than this… to express poetic elements of life ALMOST more than fully free….if such a thing exists…
i still am somewhat reserved in words.. and can’t really get into the nitty gritty.. as in that way.. i am not yet TRULY free in words…
i suppose i should try it.. and i’m sure i could do it.. but i guess i must value the few somewhat true.. Facebook friends..in metaphor.. i’ve got left in life.. at least as long…
as i’m married..:) AND don’t TRULY hit the open road.. of song.. dance.. and poetry JUNGLE of life…;)
And in addendum.. i’ll probably live longer…
if i stay married..;) And yes.. that truly is my plan…
in life..:)
CHILD’S DREAM OF MINE
iPods.. iPads.. iPHones.. Youtube.. Google.. are all evidence of the TRUE POWER of the Heaven of now….
Only a child’s dream of mine.. where music IS too expensive… to sample all of IT.. and answers are too hard to find.. in card catalogs of abridged knowledge.. in the morals of my fundamentalist town…
The child’s dream has now come true..
Truly HEAVEN IS NOW!
AND i once again..
AM CHILD!..:)
AND WE ALL CREATED IT TOGETHER…
for those who knowNOW
how to TRULY LIVE tHere!
http://wolfsrosebud.wordpress.com/2014/10/14/let-it-shine/
A LIGHT A LIVE
To shine in all the duties IN Love of life..
from basic survival to unconditional love.. for all of nature..
is a way i see to truly shine the light of life too…
As long as the light in me.. continues to grow.. i am life…
And as long as i share that light.. in all ways it grows…
i am happy… to be…
A light..
A live!
http://delainamiller.com/repetition-rhythm/
ENDLESS SOULS OF LOVE
This is Lovely.. and Truly the way i too.. sees the potential magicK of the dance and song of life…
Without a word.. i at 54.. go Rave dancing with the young.. in the early 20’s at local metro crowded club…
i would love to dance with anyone.. at any age.. but sadly they do not go…
And there is magicK there truly in feat of foot.. torso.. arms.. legs.. and hips.. as they synch together in eternal flow….
Ahh.. the non-verbal language.. of love it flows…
Letting It ALL go.. is ecstasy as it is shared without
a word…
there are no disconnections.. in words of confusion..
as Shakira says..
hips don’t lie…
And i always come back for more.. after going home to my wife…
alone….
The she wolf i am.. in wolf’s clothing.. to paraphrase and metaphor another Shakira song… where she too…
goes home…
alone….but nah.. connecting in spirit.. to endless souls of love.. non-verbally in the realest way and oldest way…
of human connection.. in
dance and song..:)
All healing comes from within–I know that is true, & yet after battling a disability myself for 20 years, after introspective exhaustive dialogues with AllThatIs, I have concluded that we who are different are the true warriors in this plane of existence. I was told once by a psychic, “be thankful for your dis/ease, thank it every day; not everyone is picked to persevere, not everyone could.” Yet my strong ego has constantly risen up, trying to exert control over that which was programed by my higher self before my first breath. Back in the 60’s we had a saying, “keep on trucking”, & I envy your vigor & stamina, & applaud your small victories daily. Your poetry & photography seem to be therapeutic for you; thanks for your association, for running with we dogs of the dVerse pack.
Thanks.. Glenn.. and almost immediately i sense a kindred spirit of struggle with you here.. and with may others of course on course too…
This ego.. thing.. understanding.. the i of I.. is real and the I of i.. is something i truly can create like an actor i direct as I in play.. is so damn liberating.. to know.. who i is….
And the I can be anyone.. i sees..:)
Smiles.. and i enjoy the diversity of minds.. and experience of life.. so much in dVerse.. as the pack poetry unleashes.. is the pack of truth..
and the Dogs…
of Love..;)
i WALK IN THE THUNDERSTORMS OF LIFE
Well.. i am diagnosed initially with Asperger’s syndrome.. in middle age.. changed to PDDNOS.. after attending psychiatrist finding out about my verbal delay until age 4.. and now ASD.. with the new diagnostic change…
These words do remind me of the sensory integration challenges that did occur when thunderstorms come through.. and even the change in humidity.. and all the other environmental changes with storm flow.. that overwhelmed the nuance of my senses.. that others just breezed through…
And OMG! those flickering fluorescent lights.. and those lower refresh rates on computer screens.. that truly made me want to SCREAM!
But what i find and understand now.. is that it was the chronic stress.. and trauma of adjusting to a society.. that i had no easy innate way to understand and adjust to.. as i knew not the games.. of foil and play.. to gain the upper hand.. in the work place politics of life long toil…
Trauma.. Trauma.. Trauma.. quiet trauma.. never visible to others.. but boiling in my blood.. a pain so deep.. where peace is never found…
Finally i gave up.. after it almost killed me…
And then in five long years.. of Mother Nature True.. what I also know now as GOD takes ITs course…
i dance free.. and sing free..NOW.. in love with Mother Nature.. as Nature finAlly giveS me rest….
It was culture that is the Virus..
i am NOT the Virus..AS human being..IS….
regardless of human label..
Mother Nature is once again my friend…
and i walk in the Thunderstorms of life.. Now refreshed.. strong.. born free…
yes.. Once again.. the Phoenix rises from the Ashes.. from culture’s mighty dark sword…
http://law-poetry.blogspot.com/2014/10/how-voices-sing-for-deverse-music.html
WORDS THAT SEED THE DANCE OF SONG
i truly believe there is dance and song in words..
as before i dance and sing again..
there are words that seed the dance of song…
now..
so free expressed in me…
The dream of REAL LIFE.. can be found in words…
And the REAL LIFE OF WORDS…
CAN BE found in dreams..
OF real LIFE COME TRUE!..:)
AS DREAM!
http://adwellingbythesea.blogspot.com/2014/10/blog-post.html
ROLLING ON THE RIVER OF SONG AND DANCE
To me ‘rolling on the river’ of song and dance..
is a place where the glue of love of life..
IS secure.. and only bending.. never breaking.. in fear of life…
And in fact.. the emotions.. are..
true power.. emoting human..being.. social cooperative effort..
yes!.. elixir of life…
that flows.. when one lets it all go..in LOVE!
never a fear of life..
eternity now.. yes now.. in love.. of LIFE..
where a LIVE is ALL tHere is that matters…
NOW!…one as IS ONE in the Interdependent relationship of all tHere IS!
simply
AS
IS!..:)
simply
IS
http://incompletecompilation.blogspot.com/2014/10/i-have-come-bearing-euphony.html
HUMAN ART OF OLD
i love this.. i can truly find poetry.. dance.. and song.. in so many places.. so clear it seems for me to see.. that not even my wife.. can see.. at home with me…
My favorite expression of poetry is in male RENAISSANCE nude art.. a taboo.. particularly with a middle aged dude like me…
IN Today’s ways.. that still live in this way of puritanical fear…
where this particular human art of old..resurfaces with me….
But Michelangelo did it on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel and no one complains…
i do it in flesh and blood…
and poetry and song.. yes.. in flesh and blood..
is
me..:)
in flesh and blood.. of all human being.. i know of…
can be…
simply me.. in all that is.. a human being.. from start to finish..
simply
FREE!
IN FLESH AND BLOOD.. me.
BONAFIDE MUSICIANS/ARTICIANS
i truly too.. BELIEVE.. THAT BONAFIDE musicians/ARTICIANS play by heart.. not digitally constrained words…structured notes or steps.. and this song by Kiki Dee.. describes the way i feel.. when i dance and sing.. naked and free…
in what is
me.:)FREE!
WhEre
he ART
becomes
HEART!
HELL YES..! DEVIL NEVER DIES!
I’VE GOT THE MUSICK IN ME!
WHERE ANGLES STOP.. AND ANGELS FLY! FREE!
MUSICK IN MAGICK OF LIFE
i truly lose music for seven long years.. and finally sight ..hearing.. and finally words…
and one day..
the musicK in magicK of life comes back..
musicK inspires life back
in
me!
Alive is musicK and so…
is
ME!
http://roslynrosssmallstones.blogspot.com/2014/10/symphony.html
GOD IS POETRY 2
Truly tHere is poetry.. song.. and dance.. in touch of human hand.. fingers.. and all the parts of humanity that make us feel inside.. and outside.. as above.. so below..
Truly the song and dance of life.. are the Electrons revolving.. golden spiraling around the Nucleus of Atoms.. the Drops spiraling around the Eyes of Hurricanes.. the Planets spiraling around Suns.. the Suns spiraling around Black Holes.. and the Galaxies.. spiraling around each Other in UNI VERSE FLOW OF LETTING IT ALL GO.. IN ALL THIS IS..
ALL WITH A FREQUENCY OF MUSICK in background..sound..THAT FLOWS WITH THE DANCE OF ALL ThERE IS WITH GRAVITY GROWS!
A POEM..
of
DANCE AND SONG!
AS
IS
so in reality .. YES!..
GOD is poetry 2!
And in addendum.. as the title for my next blog post.. floats like a feather..
down from heart to brain..
i am in a way.. an idiot savant of poetry.. who plays with gravity..
instead of against it.. in structured way of brain.. instead of heart.. as is
i heart..
with Dueling Banjos of poetry too.. per the title of my next blog post.
i guess.. hehe..2:)
with this magick musicK too…
and yes obviously the boy in the video.. is haha!
Autistic too!
dueling poetry is hell yes! what i do!..;)
too.. along with dance and song!…
three!
So.. are ya lost yet..;)
When brain finAlly sees heART for what HEart tRuly is as
LIFE! WITHOUT FRIGGING INSTRUCTIONS!
HUMANS AMAZED ME TOO
OMG! the truth is she IS FULLY LIVING ALIVE…
WOW.. when i lived as a robot..
humans amazed me too..
And now that i’m human.. i’ll do anything i can do..
to bring ’em back
a
LIVE!
SMILES..yoUR words ring…
SO TRUE!..:)
https://journalread.wordpress.com/2014/10/15/first-love/
FINALLY MADE LOVE IN FREE
OH! i love the piano.. and your words are tempting me to lift the cover.. and once again.. immerse my fingers.. with ivory.. and now plastic keys…in electronic way.. of amplifying play!
Ah.. but all the lessons.. trapped me.. until one day.. i set them free…
and finAlly separated from sheet music..
piano and me.. TOGETHER!
finAlly made love in FREE!
smiles… dance on…dance one…
Ha- ha yes.. the dance of life..
is mine..
to share
too..:)one!
on ONE!
Smiles and hope ya have a great day..
Claudia..:)2:)!
NIGHT OF THE FIREFLY AND GLOWING DIATOM
ThEre is the night of the firefly.. and glowing diatom.. spreading in shores of gulf beach bliss…
And stars in the unlit civilized ways.. of today.. crowding out the lights of heavenly awe…
So i close my eyes.. and plug in to the magicK musicK and past.. and although the fireflies.. no longer
fly in freedom of my world.. and the moon is lost in the parking lot of life.. with stars of awe too..
Ahh!.. the Universe AWAKES IN MY BODY THROUGH AND THROUGH..
THERE is another entrance waiting for bliss.. in a room of heaven now..
and all though the heavenly sights are gone…
The Uni VERSE once again.. flows free..
in dance of bliss!
in room
of me..:)
and i am now complete.. wHere the romance of yesterday…
is in me NOW! flying free on terrestrial plane
of butterfly cocooned yes..
fluttering.. floating..
free.. A
gain!
http://www.wrongplanet.net/postxf268470-0-15.html
My degrees in Social Sciences Interdisciplinary, Health Science, and Anthropology, certainly provided me no ticket to work back in the early 80’s, but what they did do is provide a foundation of humanities in wisdom, to live a happy life, regardless of what I did for work, until computers came along, and my specialized skills with that mechanical cognition narrowed skill, took me away from my social cognition skills, that once allowed me to play free with the herd of human beings wherever I went.
But this wasn’t part of the science of human being, back in my day, of 1970’s-80’s study in college, either, it is fairly new finding in science now.
But what anthropology did teach me is that human beings, general speaking are only evolved to take on the social cognition ability for about 150 to 200 sets of human eyes.
Taking on the problems of 7 billion people, is not advisable, seriously, for good mental health or even longevity.
That’s easy to see, in recent President’s accelerated aging process as leaders of the so-called free world.
One of the biggest mistakes in my life is becoming a news junkie switching between CNN, MSNBC, and FOX news, to hear all the dissension and bad news in the world. Garbage in garbage in is what my mind then, became.
See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil, is truly a mythology that is necessary for basic human happiness, overall.
I turned the TV and News Paper completely off, at the beginning of a pain disorder that took effective use of my eyes and ears for perusing it, no longer viable.
In a way, that pain disorder was worth its ‘wait’ in gold, as it broke a horrible habit of living in the darkness of the world, instead of hearing the birds sing, and squirrels chatter as the wind breezes through the pines of my country home backyard true.
Yes, I am very fortunate to live in a safe place, that hasn’t been robbed in decades, where people reasonably CAN, leave their doors open, in daytime hours. Not everyone is that lucky, I know.
But to tune into all of the worlds problems of over 7 billion humans is not advisable in any true human nature science of human being I know, now.
The human mirror neuron system, which uses visual images, to relate and to worry about others, and their plight imaged as such, in our own lives, is incredibly good for mirroring the problems other folks have, when either seen, heard, or discussed, as such.
We only live a flesh and blood life, in a blip of the time scale of everything that COULD GO WRONG, on this planet we stay on, simply as it has been brought to our attention, in our mirror neuron ways, of experiencing what truly does not exist in our life, now, with the advent of TV and the Internet and virtual reality there.
Truly I think, and what I do now, is tune out and live free.
I am no longer a spectator of another person’s life or drama in Internet or TV life, whether game or real.
I am the director, producer, photographer, and actor of my own ‘dam’ play now, for free and not prisoner of someone else’s ‘mirror neuron’ hell.
It’s just human nature and the way the human mind works. One can understand it more fully and set their self free.
Or one can certainly stay in prison if they so choose to keep those doors locked.
My choice is to create and be free, kind of like the metaphor of Mother Nature TRUE, as what some folks describe as GOD. A way of life with no self-imposed prisons of worry, that yes, with the help of modern technology, we certainly can inflict on ourselves, and live every now like it’s the end of the world, instead of something new and incredibly amazing that yes, we CAN CREATE.
WILL, YES, FREE WILL, IS REAL; IF ONE DEVELOPS RELATIVE FREE WILL, AND CHANGES.
Without that there truly is not much will at all, as spectators in the audience of the play of someone else’s life.
That is so far away from basic human nature, it would be laughable to a so-called primitive man, watching a human sitting still, hypnotized in a mirror neuron life, in a screen, yes, the primitive man might SCREAM, OR yell, get the hell out of prison.
It’s truly nice, at least for me, to live undomesticated, and Truly free, once again, like my truly OVERALL smarter, PER THE most important physical and emotional intelligences, of my animal ancestors, just living free.
Yes they do live without the chains, of the illusion of culture now, in what truly can be, human hell, otherwise known as conscious awareness of all the hells that can be culture, worldwide, across a globe, where hell is the daily routing in routine of some, which can be shared by us, woefully so, too.
We truly are not adapted for that in a healthy way, so I simply say no, to the hells I cannot change, and for my own good, do no longer view.
I simply turn it off, and listen to the birds, squirrels and breeze through tall pined backyard woods, to know and feel fortunate to be unchained and free from the rest of the world, I simply have no control over, or truly need to know.
The end of the world is when you die, as far as we know now, so I choose to live every now to the best of my ability, so yes, I only live now, and there is no credible end of the world, in my mind now, and truly now is all that exists, so it’s all I worry about, in a reality, that is far from random for me, and yes FREE, WITH relative FREE WILL.
_________________
KATiE MiA FredericK!iI
Gravatar is one of the coolest things ever!!!
http://en.gravatar.com/katiemiafrederick
I dance/walk a lot especially when I’m doing housework. Love your post and the pictures are great. Keep on dancing.
Thanks Myrna.. for the words of appreciation for the post and pictures i image.. and to keep on dancing is a prayer i continue in action and yes.. most definitely in hope too for.. now.. and now.. and now.. forevermore now..:)still now!..:)with smiles 2..on course.. of course..2..with winks;) as well as laughs are smiles..3..:)!
If music moves you to dance and be happy, its a healing kind of music ~ Keep dancing then ~
Hi Grace.. and truly it is healing for me.. now.. and in the last year or so.. but there was a time before.. even before i became severely ill.. that with chronic stress.. i could hardly stand any sound anymore.. as my nerves were literally frayed that much..
i used to wear ear plugs.. haha.. instead of ear buds.. to avoid almost all sound.. and then when the pain disorder came.. and i finally was able to withstand the pain in my eye.. well enough to turn a computer monitor down to lowest settings.. after being trapped in my mind.. without effective use of either eyes or ears for the first two years..of five.. i did not even hook up speakers to my computer then.. as sound of any kind with the type two trigeminal neuralgia i endured.. was totally out of the question.. in my life then….
Meanwhile Youtube.. becomes available and there are so many songs of past that i never have the opportunity to purchase that i longed to hear.. and the dream finally comes true a little over a year ago..
when finally the musicK yes magicK with a K.. becomes part of my soul again!…
And the inspiration is truly so great.. it inspired me to dance.. then and now…
Wherever i go..
And fearless too.. as i’ve already been to REAL HUMAN hell.. and there is no way.. anyone can take me to any worse place than that.. where my soul did not even exist.. in a empty shell of human body….
And once ya’ve been to hell..
Ya understand THIS IS TRULY HEAVEN..:) AND THAT MY FRIEND..
IS SOMETHING TO SMILE.. LAUGH.. AND DANCE ABOUT.. WHEREVER ONE GOES.. WITH OR
WITHOUT MUSIC.. AS i need no music to dance…
At all.. now.. it’s second nature.. and walking is extinct.. in my life.. in the normal way.. of robotic moves from before.. on the sidewalks of life….:) It’s a big golden spiral for me now.. of 1.618 in GOLDEN MEAN metaphor true..:)2!
Music is used in all sorts of therapies. I am glad you find it a great help.
Oh yes.. Gabriella.. as per the comment above.. i truly do.. thanks for stopping by and hope you are having a great night.. with smiles 2..:):)!
Ah, that dance walking is inspiring. Katy Perry—I like her too.i can see why you would be inspired by her.
So happy it inspired you Mary.. and i’m glad to hear of another person around here.. that Katy Perry Inspires too… Thanks for stopping by.. and hope you continue to have a life inspired night!..;)
I can see why you are inspired by Katy Perry. Keep dance walking. I am impressed bt your record.
Thanks Mary.. for the noting of my dance walking record..
i feel a little like Forrest Gump.. approaching enough miles to go across the US.. but for me dance walking instead of running..
The part that stays the same.. is when people ask me why i do it.. i tell ’em cause it feels so great to dance.. and i would love for them to join me..
And they certainly do at the Metro Rave Dance club.. I dance at weekly..
And occasionally in stores.. the under age 20 crowd will dance with me all around the store.. and i’ve had a whole co-ed softball team visiting from another city..with at least 12 teenagers dance around the store with me.. once at Super Walmart… and that was a hoot!
Additionally.. although i haven’t had my wife video tape me too much…
The citizens of my metro area tell me i’m famous on Facebook.. as literally hundreds of people have video taped me.. on the sly.. so to speak.. when they ‘think’ i’m not looking and shared it with there friends…
I wanna inspire people to dance…
And i don’t have to market it..
AS other folks are helping me to market free dancing.. for free….
Amazing how a free person.. a truly free person.. can inspire the herd..
And this Maverick.. is truly a dancer… a prancer..and a clown.. that does love to inspire others to be happy..
no matter how many calories i have to burn.. TO get the job DONE! with more smiles.. here..2..:):)!
GOD AS LORD OF THE DANCE
Haha.. i too love to think of GOD as Lord of the dance.. and dark.. and light.. and song.. and poem..! to celebrate Love and Love of nature.. to me using any of these devices of life.. is one and same as celebrating GOD of Mother Nature TRUE!
POETRY BECOMES DREAMSCAPE TOO
i like the part.. ‘we are in a fantasy looking forest’ as then the dance of poetry becomes dreamscape too.. and usually the imaginary lovers.. are we.. in desire.. our hearts to be.. in art..of dance… song.. and poetry lyrics that swing to the notes of life! and love..:)
BITS AND BYTES OF DIGITAL ART
i can tickle the ivories.. and my sister can play guitar.. but these percussionist fingers.. seem not to want to fret the strings… i tried.. i tried.. but i couldn’t strum a song.. to even my likening.. with anything.. but the beat of life.. keys of ivory.. or plastic..too…in digital way..of bits and bytes..of DIGITal art!..:)of poetry 2!;)
MUSIC OF OTHER LANGUAGES
Ahh.. Kathleen.. we meet again.. and you are last on the list one more time.. and your words here truly speak of the beauty of fall..in Ozark Autumn.. perhaps it is genetic memory.. or maybe synchronicity.. but the music of other languages.. often ring deep..in my soul too.. a deja vu.. of nostalgia of a time lost and never fully remembered..:)true…best spoken in poetry too!..;)
love your inspiration! (i sing & dance, or at the very least hum & sway, when i’m in the kitchen ~ i love to bake.)
my daughter just saw a Katy Perry concert about two weeks ago and said it was absolutely phenomenal.
thanks for your kind words on my blog.
Thanks so much dani.. and i enjoyed the inspiration in your words to.. at your place…
Glad you sing and dance and enjoy the hum and sway of life… and although i’ve never seen Katy Perry in concert.. if she comes my way.. i’ll make it that way… haha.. if i can talk my wife in to it.. but i’ll probably be going it alone.. as my wife cannot stand Katy..
but that’s OK.. different music tastes for different folks.. i think i love it ALL!..:)
HAVE A GREAT DAY! AND SMILES 2..:):)!
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I have a smile on my face so that says something about your marriage of words and images. The image that stood out for me was, “Face your Fears.” One of my fears is Katy Perry but she seems to be an elixir for you and I’m sure that she would be thrilled that her music affects you as it does. And that her music inspires your art!
Cheers,
Mark Butkus
Hi Mark.. just putting that ice cream colored T-shirt on with the little Rasta kitty with dreadlocks and shades was enough to make me smile the day i wrote it…
Everything else is just icing on the cake…
So with that said.. it must be my Birthday everynow..!
AnD with that said.. if you ever come back to this comment..
This is also a birthday gift for you.. to help ya face ya fears.. a little bit more.. HAHA!..
SMILES friend.. and have a great day!..:)
I haven’t heard this song before – but it is so full of hope, energy and positive feeling – you bring out the true spirit of music.
Thanks for stopping by Abhra.. and I’m glad you feel similar inspiration from ‘Firework’…
Also.. thanks for the nice words of appreciation for what i do here..:) with smiles2:)!
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