AnD yes, Robin Williams expresses the GENERAL SAME SENTIMENT
OF HUMAN BEING, nicely in the DEAD Poet’s society,
“What will ‘yOur’ verse be…”
Hashed Browns get mighty STALE;
Kinda like driving a ‘UPS’ TRUCK all day;
I’LL GO FOR RAINBOW, and not some
pot at the end of
Sure, ‘we’ can make life science
or live life as ART; and again,
like I say; I choose A FULL
RAINBOW OF ART,
OF LIVING AND
DYING END AS GOAL,
ALONE, AS SCIENCE
Thanks for sharing a little history of the ‘Oldavid’. Interestingly, I too, experience a drought in desert of HOLY SPIRIT IN Creation Activity for 40 years, as well, from ages 13 to 53. Living in a world of mechanical cognition, am I then; and as mentioned before here, compared by others to a mind that works as a computer, rather than frigging FULL human being.
BUT the source of that desert, is a patriarchal fundamentalist Christian culture, where I live in the New Jerusalem in the U.S. OF FREEDOM for all of God’s melting pot children. IN New Jerusalem AKA Milton; fundamentalist extremist ways of oh NO! boys who smile and laugh are gay; and oh NO! anything graceful in art a boy does is gay; and a general scare of anything other than polar opposite gender roles, will be the end of the human RACE.
So yeah, while I’m doing an excited and spirited rendition of the Holy Spirit CreatION Activity of playing the GREAT SONG ‘JESUS CHRIST SUPERSTAR’; THAT NOW, AND then,
DOES NOT sit too well with the patriarchs of homophobe bully boys, men, girls, and women; as it asks questions and does not blindly follow the Catholic Cohorts of the Roman Emperor Constantine, who erase, BY NEVER ADDING, the so-called REAL GNOSTIC WORDS of Jesus,
IN 325 AD, out of the New T, and make ‘him’;
NOT CAPITAL HiM’;
into a soldier GOD, as King of the
OF PLANETS UNIVERSE,
UNKNOWN TO THEM,
OF COURSE then;
INSTEAD OF THE TRUTHS, of a Zealous
and OR Humble Yogi-Leaning Naturist teacher dude
more or less, as indicated in this oft provided link by me:
SO, to make a long story then, shorter, now; the crowd erupts into laughter as the dazed me from the Holy Spirit then, before the skill provided by GOD now, to always move in Golden Spiral balance comes, in the last couple of years; staggers off the stage to some degree then, and the crowd erupts into laughter like they do when they see a drunken clown clumsily walk.
And THEN, in the halls of middle school,
AS I smile brightly with a smile of GOD’s
gift of Unconditional Love grown
Strong by the same
Love of an ALL LOVING
AND NURTURING MOTHER;
the boys tell me in no uncertain terms,
if I do THAT, I am the F word,
and not FRED, and I will never deserve to live on this planet;
with UNCONDITIONAL LOVE OF GOD EXPRESSED IN SPIRIT.
WELL NO; those boys certainly are not poets;
but hate is easy to see, as promulgated
by Fundamentalist Christian
Patriarchal moms and dads; who tell their boys
to pull up their boot straps; and repress all those GOD given emotions
AND other ways of INNATE Divine human Grace Living AS Unconditional LOVE;
OR they will become little gay boys and men when they grow up, AND WILL BE BANISHED OUT OF SOCIAL ACCEPTANCE FOR SURE; a place of innate death in instinct and intuition, by any listening social animal to the reality of the culture of other social animals, at hand or claw.
So yeah; comply, adapt, and conform; or die is the only instinctual choice, at that point in social animal life.
Anyway, before that; I write a play for the school theater home room classes; an award winning Christmas Free Verse poetic expression IN STORY, for two home room classes; and generally smile and laugh a WHOLE lot EAR TO EAR;
BEfore GOD’S GREATEST GIFT OF HUMAN DIVINE CREATIVE
UNCONDITIONAL LOVING HOLY SPIRIT IS EXTINGUISHED
BY THE PATRIARCHAL FUNDAMENTALIST CHRISTIANS
WHO IN EFFECT AND AFFECT ARE TRULY ANTI-
CHRIST AGAINST LOVING IMAGINATIVE AND
CREATIVE GOD FORCE WITH
OPPOSING SPIRIT OF HATE
AGAINST MY GOD GIVEN NATURE
OF CHRIST LOVE GIFTED LIKE THAT
FROM BIRTH BY GOD AS UNCONDITIONAL
LOVE, AS THE ALL NATURAL HUMAN
ARCHETYPE OF ANGEL IN FLESH.
SO YEAH, after that I ‘wOndered’ the halls of the true insanity of mind
of human mechanical cognition for 40 long years; out of mind and body
balance; but yah; with straight A’s, three college degrees, all the i’s and t’s
of details dotted and crossED perfectionist skills through almost A quarter
of a century with a fine penciled and noted Government Federal Civil Service
Career; until finally the chronic social stress of not
BEING A FREE CHILD OF GOD
TAKES ITS TOLL AND THE DEVIL OF
CULTURE BECOMES EMBODIED IN ME; AND THE
RESULT OF, in 2008, is close to 40 days of human hell without sleep, and all the 19
medical disorders I have detailed here time and time again; included the worst pain
known to mankind; type two trigeminal neuralgia, like a dentist drill without novocaine;
but in my case, in eye and ear, making effective use of hearing and seeing almost impossible
without intolerable pain for 5 long years; yes, a pain described in medical literature as worse than
Crucifixion becomes minE from wake to sleep; not for several hours or even three days; 5 long years
is my blessings from life and the GOD of dark and light; to learn all about human misery, suffering, and
attempt to teach the rest of the sheep a way to avoid literal human hell in real life for NOW. So yeah, there
are 40 years in ‘desert’ of wandering the mechanical cognition of “Moses” for me; 40 days in the desert of
“Jesus”; only 1 hour of extremely shallow sleep aided by a powerful alpha blocker for the first of 35 of 40 days,
until no sleep with any aid the last 5 of 40, when the ‘angels’ and ‘demons’ of GOD fight within me to tempt me to
END ALL THEN, AND JUST GIVE THE WILL OF SURVIVAL UP;
NO DIFFERENT REALLY THAN THE STORY OF JOB DURING
SHUT-IN, ‘HUNCH BACK OF NOTRE DAME’,
IN A BEDROOM FOR 5 LONG YEARS;
WITH ALL EMOTION, INCLUDING FAITH,
HOPE, BELIEF, AND RELATIVE HUMAN FREE WILL,
AND FRIENDS, GONE FOR ME; WITH NO HUMAN CONNECTION
PHYSICALLY POSSIBLE WITH IMMEDIATE FAMILY MEMBERS;
SO I TURN TO WRITING TO ESCAPE A PAIN;
THAT NO HUMAN DRUG WILL TOUCH, AND THAT
STARTS on Thanksgiving day, 2010; and I add a bright eyed baby picture of me when I still have a human soul, heart, and spirit in bright eyes expressed, on Christmas Day, as avatar in 2010; as a goal to become AGAIN then; when each word typed is excruciating eye pain; even with the screen turned all the way down in brightness, with my nose upon it; as prescription glasses clear or tinted with the focus and nerve associated issues; turn up the pain like any torture chamber can.
God gifts me again, with the Holy Spirit Creative flow precisely five years from the beginning of my 40 day lent sojourn to hell of no sleep, in 2008, 60 months later in March of 2013; all still documented here for purview in realtime then, as well
as my blogs starting in March of 2013.
So yeah, I could go the round of our friend ‘Edward Palamar’ here; I guess and start applying biblical significance
with all these 40’s, fives, Job, Deserts, Lent, and all of that; including my birthday on 6-6-60; but no; I know better to fall in that devil’s trap of
thinking, truly thinking, I am any one any more special; than anyone else on GOD’s green and Blue
earth of Nature; who has simply met the challenge of life and come out on the other side born
again, in the metaphor of creative holy spirit alive again; and particularly for me now;
in fearless mind and body balance of relative human free will as co-creator with
GOD; same as all the other folks who are born again with the eyes of the
curious and ever playful child who plays with GOD with eyes, souls,
hearts, and expressed spirit of the FORCE OF GOD LIKE THIS
AS HUMAN CREATIVE SPIRIT WITH NO
LIMITATIONS FOR ME
aND NO EXPECTATIONS TO
MEET FROM ANYONE ELSE BUT ME AND
GOD TOGETHER AS ONE TRULY
AND You know what, I can play Jesus Christ Super Star
with even wild eye hip gyrating belly dancers to
accompany THAT NOW, and there are no silly
little homophobes of patriarchal Christians who
CAN STOP ME NOW BABY;
AS I NOW AM
A TOTALLY FREE CREATIVE
INSTRUMENT FOR AND
WITH THE GOD
OF FORCE OF
NOW, ‘just’ NOW.
dance naked and
celebrate GOD, as long
as I do it, in adult restricted
link; and of course comply
with all local, state and
federal laws; to always
give ‘CAESAR’ STILL,
WHAT IS ‘HIS’
NOW to go full circle to 3500 years ago,
when populations are relatively small then,
and extended families are the difference
between surviving or not; most of those
3500 year old patriarchal rules; though
strict, repressive and oppressive, are not
much fun to many of those, with different
natures, in culture; but never the less, as
I learn in my 40 sleepless stay; survival
and the WILL TO SURVIVE
IS GOD’S GREATEST
GIFT OF TOUGH UNCONDITIONAL LOVE TO
COMPLETE THE POTENTIAL OF HUMAN BEING
TO SURVIVE AND
COOPERATE TO LIVE AND
THRIVE. SO YES, THE BIBLE HAS GOD GIVEN
SURVIVAL MERIT IN MORE COUNTS THAN
JESUS BRINGS A NEW TESTAMENT; THAT TRULY
ISN’T READY FOR PRIME TIME THEN; AS IT PROMOTES
FREE AND LOVING RELATIONSHIPS WITHOUT EVEN THE
CULTURAL NECESSITY OF MARRIAGE IN POLAR GENDER
NOW, we have 7 billion humans; the New Age is here;
and now humans can truly be free by reproducing
or NOT; as they freely choose to live. Populating
humans while the common sense goal then;
is no longer the way to go; as resources
are growing thin; but alas do
NOT WORRY; AS ALWAYS
THE GOD OF NATURE IS
IN CONTROL; WE HAVE
ALL ACCESSIBLE FREE
MAKE SEX A COMMON
AND VANILLA THING;
that even science shows
now that folks are losing
interest in, not only severely
in Japan; but steadily in the U.S.;
as well; and overall population rates
are going down all over the Western World.
Trust me, there is nothing sexier and more taboo;
than being presented with WOMEN from a young age
with everything covered up but bright and shining
eyes; the imagination and fantasies are simply
bliss that originate from that; all the way to
72 virgins awarded upon martyrdom for
suicide bombers, as such. Uncover
those women and expose all the
males and females to a commercial
world of sex; and the birth rate will
fall in those places of sex-intoxicated
fantasies, with a law to reproduce now,
as well. Humans thrive, increasing in population,
with the laws of intermittent gratification utilized;
when instant gratification becomes the rule of life;
folks are no longer nearly as excited to actually go DO
all the sticky and messy business, and threats of STD’s
TO do the actual wild thing;
And of note; the last evidentiary link clearly indicates that when the work of life, overall, is reproducing for survival,
even in primitive tribes with no fundamentalist Abrahamic religions to boot; there are not even any words for
homosexuality or masturbation in the language. The ‘work of the night’ is what folks do to survive; and
from sexual maturity there are willing members of the opposite sex; that seem to keep folks inline
in the gender opposites of doing the wild thing; with no fetishes observed; not even masturbation.
But again; humans will do the laws of the culture when it comes to survival; the will usually find a
way to conform and comply; as the other option is more or less death away from the social
unit and cooperation necessary for survival, when there is no teat of modern culture and
technology to suck on,
AS in all stuff in GOD’s big Universe; there is light mixed in dark and dark mixed in
light for fifty shades of grey; a colorful world of art; or the ‘work of the night’
mostly in the missionary position
ALL I CAN SAY IS, humans and GOD
all TOGETHER OBSERVED WITH A TOTALLY
OPEN MIND LIKE MINE; IS A FASCINATING
AND REWARDING LIFE
TO be closed minded for me; is the equivalent
of death of human soul, heart and spirit
to me now; I ain’t going back to
the Desert OR
THE LIFE OF
FOR I AM ONE FREE
WITH THE ONE GOD
OF ALL FIFTY SHADES OF
GREY; AND COLORS OF ART
IN ART AND NEVER EVER
CLOSED SYSTEMIZING SCIENCE
MIND ALONE AGAIN IN THE DESERT
OF MECHANICAL COGNITION
WITH LITTLE SOCIAL
IN THE fuller IMAGINATIVE, AND
CREATIVE, physical intelligence
of emotions regulated, senses
integrated, greater COGNITIVE
EXECUTIVE FUNCTIONING IN
focus and short term
with all the
in a rhythm
of connected bliss
in the rave dances I attend now,
with thriving young folks, living
free as evolved; not unlike my
primitive Native American
Ancestors dancing naked
and free with the rhythms
of Drums of GOD in song
and beat, DANCING WILD
AND FREE under the
SO LIFE IS FUN;
HOW ABOUT YOU.
What do you really do
to thrive and live
THERE ARE INNUMERABLE
WAYS TO DO IT IN BLISS,
BEYOND THE STRIFE
AT LEAST in FREE
LIKE THE U.S.
So yeah, ‘you’ ask WHAT LIFE IS;
if you ask BIG QUESTIONS;
YOU CAN EXPECT
AT LEAST, FROM
FOLKS WHO STILL
FULLY RECOGNIZE THE
QUESTION AND ANSWERS, AND
MOST IMPORTANTLY CAN STILL
Modern Twitter minds are the
poison of deeper STILL
minds; mine still
for me is no word.. no lesson..
no instruction.. just the water am i..:)
And the master is the practice as
i do in life..
whether it is
and intuitively sparring with metal machines..
rather than flesh and blood.. with the arms and legs am i..
or the words that flow like this.. with little instruction or lesson..
other than flowing and reviewing the flow later..
for the subconscious mind to correct as it pleases for the next flow of kicks or words..:)
Ah.. just to walk and talk confidently in grace.. without fear.. is a best to avoid conflict in life…
A way of all natural instinctual intuitive Kung Fu and or water is a way for i..:)
But right now.. i am just informed that my DOD retiree plan.. forgets to mention
i must get covered under medicare part B.. to be covered under my retiree plan..
Unfortunately Kung FU will not solve that.. but my lawyer brain will find a way….;)
Yes.. there are many obstacles in this modern world we live in..
to live as Kung FU in grace.. practice.. and peace..
but yes.. we can try as best we can..
to get by and adapt and
survivors always do..:)
Anyway thanks.. ‘Bill’… in this now.. i need this
REMINDER OF SOUL.. in a moment of almost getting mad..
at the system of red tape culture.. as still is.. so hard to escape..:)
Back to ‘Bruce Lee’ life i’ll go again at peace.. and grace.. with all natural
water flowing style..:)
Yes.. the way WE honor NOW.. in Unconditional Love as Light..
and all related senses.. emotions.. and thoughts..
in Positive Action as THAT..
opposed to hate as dark..
and all related thoughts.. emotions.. and senses..
in negative action as THAT.. IN Gift as NOW..
presenTed to US.. by Allah True..
AS Blessings PRESENT..
BECOMES consequence as NOW..
WE make wITh Allah..
for NOW to come.. here.. after NOW.. always NOW..
as all we kNowNOW.. with in.. and out.. breath.. as NOW..:)
Ah yes.. the friendly measure of discomfort loves company..
and easy it can be to fall prey.. to the predator
bonding force of that dark as well..
opposing the potential greater bonding force when light meets light..
becoming.. passion bright.. but alas it is duty.. to meet dark as well..
face it.. name it.. and deal with it.. otherwise..
the dark may never come brighter.. as love can..
when always prayed.. given.. and never given up.. for NOW..:)
GOD.. can we..;)
I certainly do not
have head or pants..
big enough for THAT..:)
Humility is Pretty Cool STUFF..
no matter how strong and awesome IT
may be… but the bottom line.. as always IS..
GOD is bigger than US…..:)
AND NOW A
To clarify; THAT song is not the original
song associated with the movie, ‘Hunger Games’;
THAT song is a RE-mix about the TRUE MAGIC OF HOPE;
NOT a hanging rope; GIFTED to most healthy humans
by the Force of GOD, along with the
emotions of FAITH, BELIEF;
AND HUMAN RELATIVE
WHEN exercised properly WitH the GREATEST GIFT
FROM GOD THAT IS Tough Unconditional LOVE,
when growing a Garden of Love that is TALL,
STRONG, and BENDING AS Tree of LIFE to
THRIVE ALIVE in
NAMELY IN OUR CASE,
the abstract construct
TITLE HUMAN BEING.
IN other words, if one’s Arse
is one’s only reality, one lives
in a very narrow ARSE of A
UNI-VERSE; I for one am
BROAD ENOUGH, AS
HUMAN, TO ADD
i care to
LIFE IS A BREEZE,
WitH FORCE OF GOD
AT ONE’S BACK,
Ah.. Layers.. is what i love about ART..
and same with poetry.. as with dance..
piano.. singing.. and martial arts.. in general…
There is no predicting ART that flows.. and to and thro..
in waves of layers.. each one blending
into the others for an ocean of song..
however that may come.. in words or painting.. and so much more…:)
IS certainly a pleasure I love to do.. and love to read..
when i come across all layered efforts of ART that are simply amazing..
for the more interpretive and introspective among us.. in the multi-media
explosion ART of modern culture.. that consists as so many images.. words..
and songs of words.. almost everywhere we go..
For me to capture.. create.. and absorb it all.. is a fascinating way to live.. always now…
Truly for folks who love to do this.. we are living in a REAL RENAISSANCE OF ART.. AVAILABLE..
accessible.. to the masses through Internet avenues of Google.. YouTube and so many more..
and the best thing of all is.. there ARE NO outsiders to ART now.. anyone with talent..
CAN show their wares.. almost for free with a few digital tools.. and the Love of ART set free in digital way..:)
Ah.. to live as layers of river.. is never lost apart.. to stay with the water of life.. instead of drought of heArt.. can be the refreshing Bavarian beer of light.. in real Illuminati way..:)
Ah.. yes.. the shades of day.. do limit the light of night..:)
Yes.. the many splendor of Romantic homelike turning lights and water off.. cooking meals.. and pouring the finest wines available for relaxation too.. and ah.. the oceans and the rivers do it so beautifully too.. without effort of course.. as gravity and slopes pulls the way from moon..:)
Ah.. yes perspective.. that’s truly what’s it’s all about.. and feeling the empathy of a comet.. is to know.. that now.. is what it’s all about..:)
Ah.. yes.. heArt is never a time that can be measured.. or a line of poetry that can be metered.. or a fly of life that is only metal winged by the machine of soul.. that never lives in spirit.. to begin with.. now or then..:)
Ah.. yes.. the critter of fear.. is a pesky not so small fritter of life.. but just to twitter it.. without
knitting a larger story of life.. is not as warm.. on cold day nights..:)
Arriving somewhere underdressed for the event.. does seem to be a bother for some.. but not for me.. haha!.. for never host.. or even needing a toast.. shorts are my style in mid-winter.. a warm one am i.. when all the ins are cold and I am out as warm..:)
Yes.. the match that rubs across the dragons and peaches of youth in dance or not.. is certainly friction for an intoxicating way of living..:)
Sounds like a movie of Twilight in lucid dreaming.. before.. but not after sleep.. and all the stuff we like to experience.. when not held back.. by worlds and words of concrete.. only..:)
Cake.. truly a microcosm of life.. frosted in..
and never really returning to spring..
as long as icing is gone.. and here again..:)
Yes.. moments do have feet of fears..
but always grounded in the earth of now..
no matter time or element.. now is always feat of now..:)
Ah.. yes.. the balance.. so blessed to find.. and to stay in balance..
is treasure sought.. and equally gold to stay in balance in hallowed role..:)
So true to seek within.. call it… find it.. and write it all down..
may seem fiction to others..
but truth remains..
when within becomes light.. and the dark of outside becomes
bright as well..:)
So true.. the illusion is that we are
separate from the forest of all of life..
and yet the forest
can and never wills..
but is the oneness
that forest brings ..
in enlightening way again..:)
Arthritis .. is black creature of life that TG comes and goes for me..
and for now.. after two years of mostly pain free.. i chase it away farther..
in every way i can..:)
Ah.. yes.. the home of the Blue Angels is wHere i am from..
the roar of the engines do shake the roof of above..
and a picture i take of a static statued one..
is delight for patriotism.. as well as bright
blue eyes of sky and steel..:)
Yes.. the earth can be a hungry fellow with quakes
who know no taste.. for human wills for survival..:)
Ah.. yes. the Spring that comes without feeling can be a spring of death
in life.. as is.. when feelings leave.. and senses are all that is left..:)
Ah.. we humans with gilled structures not fully formed in development
have ancestral home in seas of oceans.. and so lucky are we to still live
close to the salt water that still flows red in our veins of life.. as the rivers flow
to the ocean of life as well.. and yes 90% of human populations still live relatively close
to some body of water.. as after all 90% of humans are constituted by water as well of life..:)
i suppose the truth is that the oceans of human life are one blanket
of sand that holds together as one.. with sand and rivers flowing
same to overall seas of life.. that sometimes culture
hides with blinding darkness of lies.. or mistruth..
sad but true.. perhaps..
but overcome able
i do believe as abled..:)
Ah yes.. a most lovely thing that Winter brings is
a cycle of live instead of a
Ah.. yes.. the dark and light bricks of castle life.. SO important that the
dark of bricks do not fall the light of bricks come tumbling down
in despair of soul.. and to name that darkness.. whether
dark brick or not.. to assess the damage and
to move on fearlessly to rebuild
with light bricks again..
makes the castle
of life fortified
Ah.. yes.. the evolution of ART growing through shades of charcoal..
colors of love.. and finally acrylic and oil..
that never fades away.. yes.. oh yes..
Art heals.. when fully expressed
Ah.. yes.. the human connection in layers of lips..
will exceed the materials of desires for those with love..
but of course there are loveless lips as well..
of those with fewer layers of soul.. heart..
and spirit expressed in lips or hips or not..:)
Ah.. if only the peace of nature and the simplicity
found in the flowing streams of the forest..
can be as smooth in humans..
but storms do brew..
and rage too..
in dark of thunder pages..
from the books of life..:)
Yes.. the spirit of the Egg.. in all its running woes..
poked.. poached.. scrambled.. until Egg feels no more..
but alas.. there can be life.. with shells picked up..
hum pity dum pity.. making his pieces play again..
together.. more together.. broken pieces put together..
Egg once more.. with bright yellow sun in middle.. flied..
in light.. instead .. of heat.. radiating Center Spirit Egg..
you certainly paint
negativity with close to
LIGHTen up friend.. Trust Me..
OR NOT.. IT CAN
AND WILL do you good..
IN DIPPING A WHITE BRUSH..
NOW AND THEN…
But anyway.. the dark of this Internet site.. IS..
AS ALWAYS.. FROM THE GET GO..
highly inspiring to bring the LIght OUT iN me..
SO.. do continue on with your Black Brush..
IF THAT may be your continuing WILL
AS IT is ONLY Inspiration.. FOR GREATer
Nah.. tHere ain’t nothing politically correct about me either.. friend..
but that still doesn’t change THE FACT; THAT I for one stay positive
with a white brush always now.. and tRuly.. that’s all that counts
in the only NOW that exists.. All the rest of this.. is more or less
M&M; Mental Masturbation.. for folks with feelings and
senses that AND WHO do not ‘see’ the REAL TRUTH
AND LIGHT OF Nature gifted to US by GODasNature.
Ah.. but the best news of ALL.. the real good news
IS.. we are all sons and daughters of the REAL
GOD of Nature.. and for those who find a
way.. Nirvana and or Bliss or and the REAL
Heaven of Now IS readily available for
the taking.. for those with ‘eyes’ and
KATiE MiA FredericK!iI
Gravatar is one of the coolest things ever!! !
Oh no being a zealot has nothing to do with religion IMHO.. you can only try your best to be a good person.. indeed.. it would be a sad world if the main purpose and reward would be to exercise control over someone else..
Yes.. it’s sad that extremism in forcing the love of GoD which is truly an oxymoron in itself is so much a part of world history of religions, to start with the Abrahamic religion tradition of the Jewish folks, and before in other religious traditions, where historically speaking, the term Zealous originated as a tradition named Zeal where the Kingdom of GOD is a political ideology to be enforced upon the earth, as it still is with extremist factions of religions as we see with the ever present ideologies of the extremist ‘ISIL’ arm, in association with Islam.
Timely too, I might add, as the military station that I frequent to work out at, just raised their threat level of protection to level Bravo over fanatical Zealous threats from the extremist group ISIL aka ISIS, with the recent attack on a freedom of speech event in the U.S., with other Intel considered.
And of course, the same applies to religious extremists in India, where actually terrorism exists at much higher levels historically, recently speaking than with modern Muslim extremists.
And further back, historically speaking, the Christian crusades are the height of religious zealotry as well in any segment of written history of the human race.
And additionally, according to FBI Historical records in terms of quantity, and speaking in terms of modern days there are more terrorist acts in the U.S. promulgated by Jewish extremists than there are by Islam extremists. But of course terrorist acts, in terms of impact, like 911, steer all the attention of extremism toward the Islam extremists in terms of modern day Western World view.
But in the the actual way, per context, I use the world Zealot in my words in what I link today about Jesus, it is in context to the historical Jewish use of the term Zealot, and from the biblical scholar, ‘Reza Azlan’, who through the perusal of historical records of the time of Jesus suggests in the recent book named Zealot’ that in all historical likelihood, Jesus is in someways part of that historical Jewish Zeal movement in terms of his specific ideologies.
And in respect, to the gnostic Gospel of Jesus, where metaphors of words attributed to him earlier than the Catholic written words of the New Testament, suggests that folks must hate their parents to follow him, and he is bringing war instead of peace too, in zealous nature, to bring his way of thinking to a new world of living life that way, which is in reference to the link I provide immediately after that above per specifically the gnostic Gospel of Thomas.
And as anyone who has followed oral traditions, generally speaking, of historical people’s, it is full of zeal, as emotional hyperbole is what inspires an oral story, whether it is a horror story around the campfire, or a rendition of the amazing feats of ancestors to keep the respect of ancestors among American Indians going, per commonly understood, examples in renditions of oral traditions.
Before the time of home entertainment, as a small child, oral tradition is still a big part of my elder family’s round table discussion about their ancestors per ‘sea stories’ if you will, too, as metaphor.
And literally ‘sea stories’ that are told with much zeal and enthusiasm in terms of that synonym of the word Zealot, by the elder sailors, are common, when I first start working for the Navy back in 1984. Well interestingly, now in the new ‘1984’, oral tradition and the Zeal of telling stories with emotional hyperbole for impact has been replaced by texting and smiley cons, and twitter length or less conversations.
What once was is an artful zeal of oral tradition is now watered down bones of black and white text and some colorful zealot smiley cons now and then, haha!
Anyway, as Robin Williams suggests, in the Dead Poet’s Society movie, the human condition in terms of our wilder natural side is full of passion in terms of the Enthusiasm synonym of the term Zealous, and it is not often that one sees any wild animal that is not Zealous about survival when it comes to ‘love’, food or territory, in respect of that definition of the term English term, Zealous.
And religion, historically speaking truly is a Zealous reflection of that too, in terms of reproductive rights, subsistence gaining activities, and territory, ENFORCED IN TRIBAL WAYS of surviving, from land grabs to ‘Dowries’.
And to understand it is part of the nature of human beings as tribal instinct, is to understand that Zeal in religion and politics, AND life in general, will stay as an ever present part of life, as long as we are a human species of animal, whether that comes in oral ways or zealous smiley cons; at least, for the more excitable and PASSIONATE aspect of the human race..:)
I like the fact that you’re adding layers in your comments as well…
Your kung fu exhortation got me thinking about a rather cool prose poem about karate. Do you know it? By Nick Twemlow. Here’s a video of the poet reading it.
Hi, Marina, thanks, and thanks for dropping by..:) No, I have not heard of Nick Twemlow before, and I enjoyed those prose words of poem by Nick in the video you presented.
Ah, yes, folks can get very enthusiastic or zealous about the stuff they are in to, and martial arts is certainly a healthy way of both actions and beliefs to live both a passionate and peaceful way of life, where in terms of ‘Star Wars,’Sith’ and ‘Jedi’ co-exist in one person, in the divine loving graceful way of human life, along with the warrior of survival that exists in most of us, when motivated to that extent.
And fortunately, in our modern cultural worlds of civilization, the ‘Jedi’ part, tends to win out for an OVERALL, PEACEFUL way of life..:)
Close mindedness is a death of the soul, that is for sure. I grew up under the Fundamentalist rainbow. I am much more on the liberal side of things now, enough to make others uncomfortable at times. Ha. Grace abounds. I would say it is not limited to Christian world though. Ironically I would argue a weakness of faith in the Christian world these days as well.
I have a thought or a theory on why so many are turning to ISIS and other radical groups. I think our world has been so wishy washy for so long people are looking for something to believe in, or that people are willing to show they believe and not hide behind the faith.
Ah yes, I certainly agree, and I go into a little more detail in the comment above to Bjorn over the all encompassing aspect of this issue in religion, politics and the human race as part of tribal instinct, in general.
And yes, sociologically speaking, humans are tribal animals in innate instinct and part of that instinct in terms of modern humans who are well versed in written abstract language, is to find a common purpose, dark or light to bond, with other social animals, named as human beings, to increase social cooperation and the chances for subsistence, reproductive suitable mates, and shelter in terms of territory, as well.
Culture seems to be a requirement in terms of bonding in negative or positive ways of living life, and truly when culture and social roles are not clearly defined as increasingly is becoming the case in a world ruled by machines rather than humans, there will be all types of variances in human behavior to accommodate the loss of social roles and commonly held strong beliefs to hold the social unit together.
And of course this is what the extremist factions of politics and religions thrive on to recruit folks for the less savory aspects of their operations.
There is always someone waiting to believe in something, anything, these days. And a dark purpose to socially bond with, will work, when light purposes are not readily available.
And of course, in cultures where children never see nurturing as tiny tots, the future is already written in the cold wiring of their minds and hearts, in souls with little emotional depth of potential Unconditional Love to socially cooperate with other members of our species in a harmonious and peaceful way…
But anyway, thanks for stopping by, as I appreciate your deep and insightful words, you provide here today, to inspire thoughts with me..:)
choosing the full rainbow and refusing to stay static – i think that’s a good thing to do – and keeping an open-mindedness that tries to understand other people’s point of view
Ah, yes, the full rainbow of knowing and acting life in feeling it in all senses and emotions and developing the cognitive and affective empathy to understand all the shades of grey and colors of the human race is both fascinating and a potential loving way of open-minded life..:)
Yes, smiles Claudia; thanks for dropping by and hope you too, are having a Rainbow FULL of NOW..:)
You raise some interesting points and criticisms about religion (which is man-made). Sometimes, a rant, sometimes, soapbox, all the time entertaining.
Ah.. thanks for dropping by georgeplace2013.. and yes.. while stuck in government service and rigors of academic life for 3 decades or so.. art and entertainment in all ways of living life is what i love to do.. i am open minded to all things.. but i do love to present that in all it comes as well in what i perceive of life…
i for one am OK with all the dark and light of life.. as tHere are things i cannot change..
and truly it is foolish to worry over the spilled milk of life.. that will never stop as long as the flesh and blood of human flows in both dark and light..of GOD of all that is Nature in all its colors of shades of grey.. that are now.. as real.. as real can be..:)
Again, again, more of the Katie Mia melange, the familiar images, cats, tracks, sky clouds, mercantile as Art, life as art, art as life (the recurring image of the kitty tracks in the sand, is it different each time or a reposting?), the mirror shots (why the leaning over–it must have a constant significance?), the wife, the back yard, the flora & fauna–but no water, no bridges this time.
Your first comment, addresses the “layering” prompt very well, & the body of your many thousand word prose poem(s), as per always, is spiritual, metaphysical, Mr. Natural (with speak outs on homosexuality, human sexuality, pornography), spiced with New Age Gnostics–answers for all laced with universal unanswerable questions–always a dizzying roller coaster ride through the terrible truths of your perceptions, linked to work-outs, duels with the iron (do you really weigh 230 pounds?) & perpetual dance, life as a rave, summoning the old gods, conjuring new ones; cool.
Ah yes.. Glenn.. rarely do I ever use the same photo.. maybe 10 out of 70K or so haha!.. but the themes I use are sacred to me in personal expression.. and truly some of what I do is innate.. instinctual and intuitive.. that truly is hard for me to express in words.. SO YES.. the sand is always different in what i present here.. in all ways i might add.. 99% percent of the time or so.:)
The postures in physical art of me I develop are truly innate.. instinctual.. and intuitive.. as when I first embark on finding my face after literally losing what it even looks like in expression.. and I am literally serious about that in my five years of pain worse than crucifixion that takes all emotions and even memories of facial expressions.. in meaning of feelings away from me.. including physical smiles and laughs in what that even feels like in the past..
START with selfies..
AT the start of recovery in the Summer of 2013.. and just letting at first.. the feminine nature that lives in me go free.. that is always blocked before in repressive.. oppressive.. patriarchal fundamentalist Christians ways.. often relaxed and graceful in feminine flow with a pinky raised.. as a natural outlet for feminine delicate nature as well..
Well.. in my life before stuck in the domesticated ways of culture in straight A academic life.. and robot ways of federal service red tape.. i lose further my ability for social cognition down to the ability to even verbally talk and express myself in non-verbal communication.. where i am diagnosed on the Autism Spectrum in the height of chronic exhaustion.. in mid-life at age 47..
which obviously is in part as whole attributed to that human physical exhaustion and myriads of illness..
Now I am no more Autistic.. really.. in reciprocal social communication difficulties.. and more extrovert in real life now.. always connecting to folks everywhere I go.. and much more than most on the sidewalks of life..
But yes.. i did not put words together to age 4 so.. i am always generally considered a man or boy of few words.. until all these words start for me back in 2010 and increase in text and real life now.. when given a chance.. to freely flow.. in text or orals words of expression with nonverbal expression fully in tow now.. as well..:)
Letting out that feminine flow is most definitely a part of that track at first.. to get my social cognition back..:)
With THAt.. I am never truly comfortable in my own skin in those decades of life.. innately.. intuitively and instinctually knowing in feeling and senses something is very wrong with my life..
And truly it is the Call of the Wild i am missing no different than that half wolf dog in Jack London’s book by the same name.. but the way back is lost to me.. and never found close to the Apron strings of my mother.. in early life.. and after that in fear of veering off the sidewalks of life.. with never a paternal influence to guide the other half past love of human strength for basic survival in the streets of jungle of life..:)
Yes.. that book is speaking DIRECTLY to me when the tears flow as a child.. it is not only the dog wolf that is missing the call of the wild of the GOD of nature true.. it is me.. a watered down.. DOMESTICATED.. version of a human potential that is not realized until 53..:)
And back to the posture.. when I start rave dancing and add in the martial arts kick to my work-out routine.. LAST spring.. the Call of the Wild in the innate instinct and intuition to reproduce.. although censored by MY love of my wife.. does become real again.. and with that the feminine nature turns masculine again.. and like the Orca Whale.. with fin bent over and relaxed.. my arm grows firm and angular and rises to the sky of wild GOD nature once again.. all innately.. instinctually.. intuitively again..:)
And Free Willy becomes truly me.. and yes the analogies in my new age renaissance male nude straight art.. are FULLY tHere to see… in real time progression of human potential in that way as well.. and obviously not a cup of my tea that close to everyone will want to purview.. but moreover my friend..
THIS isn’t just an art project.. this is also a science project on the human condition.. using myself as a case-study… documenting everything.. yes..down to my weight.. as this goes.. AS science IS so far.. too..small.. In TERMS OF scientific method to measure the human heart.. soul.. and emotional spirit expressed in terms of just a 5 or 6 step method…
The human condition of art is science and art.. and oh my GOD the whole of that is an amazing tapestry.. that I provide in both art and systemizing ways to truly provide evidence of how watered down domestication is for the fuller potential of human spirit unleashed and released in what I like to call the ‘Quantum Human Mind and Body in Balance’…
And yes.. I do weigh 230LBS in my T-shirt and shorts.. and Nike Shox shoes.. last night.. on Publix public weigh in machine.. and I am up to a max of 238.6 LBS a few weeks ago.. on home style digital scales.. when a strained shoulder and 11K, 8K, and 7K epic free verse poetry efforts of sitting down start to take a toll on extending the girth of my mid-section out…
But perhaps the most beautiful thing about doing male nude art.. is if one wants to keep doing it.. one has to stay in at least fairly good shape.. to keep the aesthetic lines of nature.. flowing clean..
Although with testosterone levels at 221.. in most recent diagnostic test.. a few weeks ago.. i am lower than the the normal level of a 75 year old man.. which belies and makes more amazing the 930LBS of lifting power of the 14 times of leg pressing I do present here..
WHICH is testament certainly to the power of CHI as an almost magical force of human being strength.. and no doubt something physical going on like all natural release of human growth hormone.. from all the youth inspired electronic rave dance I do everywhere I go.. but nah.. the insurance coverage does not test for that.. leaving my primary doctor befuddled as to how a human being with 19 medical disorders goes from pressing 500LBS with their legs in March to 930.. by the end of the year.. without the addition of anabolic steroids to the brew of human male..:)
So yeah… i’ve had to trim down some to keep that art flowing clean.. losing 8 LBS in 2 weeks.. and my perfect weight in my best efforts is around 225LBS.. it seems.. at around 6 feet or a little more depending on the straighter posture of my graceful moves now.. as my mother insists that I’ve grown taller to 6 feet 5 inches.. but no.. I just finally stand straight at around maybe 6 feet 1 at most.. as folks do not grow taller as they grow older.. at least per science standards.. for now..
However.. I can provide a picture of me at around 205 LBS when I am 39 that looks pudgy and fat, and even older.. in my face alone.. and part of the evidence that I present here in case study.. is much of what modern science and statistics that tell the story of humankind NOW..
WITH geriatric leaning predictions at age 55 or so.. of a silver population in weaker ways of speed.. endurance.. and strength may be more or less a symptom of cultural lives of sitting still.. and not the constant moving truth of an animal human once LIVING IN the Call of the Wild…
Jack LaLanne.. another one of my heroes like Bruce Lee.. already proves this in his 60’s.. swimming and towing 60 or 70 or boats or so.. and people think he is an outlier rather than representative of the herd of human race.. But I am certainly no specimen of unusual strength as a human male.. in youth.. generally.. analytically viewed.. from outward appearance.. and truly my natural low levels of testosterone attest to that fact still now…
I have only pursued human potential in what it more fully can be.. and I.. in part.. get that potential through perspectives of both Jack LaLanne and Bruce Lee’s life.. through inspiration of real possibilities…
In our modern life.. much attention is paid to the emotional and intellectual life of human being.. but in TRUTH OF philosophy, religion, and even politics the truth of the matter is humans are animals and body is mind as much as head is.. in this whole shooting match of game of life..
I am always a stumbling oddball in physical countenance as a nerd and never an athlete.. with the brains and not the brawn.. and i suppose we always look to acquire the things in life we do not have…
And then there is the existential intelligence of the metaphysical world of human being that exceeds by far any science text book of black and white words…
And that is the stuff that only human art can more fully address and express..:)
I always know i am different and always fear in the past.. i might go crazy.. as that does run in the artistic side of my maternal family as well.. But nah.. the science minds of my paternal side keeps that part of the ‘Fred formula’ balanced and just a ‘little mad’ for the spices of life.. with my maternal.. brew of ‘out tHere’ ‘stuff’ for sure…
But the point of that.. is when I see the movie ‘A Beautiful Mind’.. it truly terrifies me that i too might one day become an outcast from society.. and yes.. that does eventually happen because of physical overall issues and not mental ones alone.. and in seeing that movie at the time it comes out.. years before my fall of illness.. i inuit i will wander the halls of my workplace as outcast.. and will return again stronger than before.. like Mr. Nash did as well.. and yes.. both do happen..:)
But my ‘revolutionary way of thinking/FEELING’ is truly more in physical and emotional merits of art.. rather than the intellectual pursuits of the mathematical mind.. so i continue here in that.. with no limitations for me.. or expectations from others.. still to expand that way of being in all ways i can..
So yes.. as far as words of expression go.. THIS is about.. best.. as i can express what i do here for now.. but truly there is so much more i feel.. sense.. and experience of the God of all that is.. that I analytically and artfully intuit as TRUTH.. BUT THERE STILL ARE NO WORDS OF EXPRESSION THAT COME CLOSE TO DESCRIBING THAT YET FOR ME.. AND i do seek a way of doing that.. as it is important that folks know that magicK AND ART is in TRUTH METAPHORICALLY AND LITERALLY REAL..:)
OH AND BY The WAY.. none of the tracks in the sand i specifically photo.. are produced by the neighborhood inside outside ginger cat who visits our home now and then.. named Tennessee.. they are tracks of mine from dance.. with sometimes only ‘twinkle toes.. touching the sand in ballet flow.. with the winds of GOD.. letting all emotions and senses go.. wHereVER they love to go..:)
A lovely dream.. that for now..
i for one.. am gifted with in reality..
Truly work to keep.. in practice..
but surely yes..
dreams are always
when true are
And frankly.. this may be
the best brevity of poetry
i ever read.. worth re-blogging
by comment link certainly.. at least
for me.. Sincerely..
looks like some king grub – when the body is in harmony, the weight falls to where it belongs
Yeah.. true as long as I keep moving in harmony and working out to the tune of at least 50 or 60 hours a week.. i can eat whatever I want.. but around 225.. seems to be a good weight for me.. as a shoulder sprain.. and too much writing lately has slowed my movement down a bit.. in terms of total hours a week.. up to a max of 238.6 as
mentioned in my comment back to Glenn above..)
Not too hard to get it back though.. with a loss
of around 9LBS in two weeks of getting my gym workouts
back to three hours 3X a week rather than 3X1 per week..:)
indicates.. with just a ‘few’ more moves in harmony all the time..:)
At least in practice.. practice.. practice.. and more practice..as free harmony..:)
Well.. sweetheart.. i will never forget.. after living five long years.. with severe illness and not being able to connect to any human being in emotions.. either online or off.. the Unconditional Love you provide to me in words in this gift here on your blogs from you to me of hope truly is the immediate spark of love again.. that does bring me back to the Unconditional Love that i am as child.. in Summer of 2013..:)
Truly i live as mostly Zombie before that.. and truly the love in words you give me then.. is part of why i truly live again in LOVING life.. The gift you give me then.. is beyond all materialistic means and flesh and blood sensual interaction among human beings.. I know then for sure.. AS NOW..:)
It is pure love in the white of my heart and soul.. and while i freely pursue all avenues of life fearless as any soldier can.. THAT pure white love is now mine to give to all others.. no matter what they do or how they accost me in real life and here…
I do not know your flesh and blood being.. but you share your soul and heart with me many times here.. in fully expressed Spirit of yours.. and you ‘see’ truly.. i hope.. although my eyes never touch your eyes.. your soul will always be a part of mine…
I know all along that when you get married in the tradition of your culture you will likely disappear from here.. but friend.. means giving love.. where receiving is not part of friend in true friend life my friend..
And you know i know the strength of your soul.. and you know i hope now.. that i am your loyal lifelong friend.. long after now.. when my hair turns gray.. i am feeble.. and cannot walk.. as I have already been to that place of human incapacitation before in life as dead…
The most important thing in life is human soul of self and heart of emotion fully expressed as spirit my friend.. and i know deep down in intuition of the demons that control you and the angels similar to the ones that control me and give to me.. as well in past…
Allah sends me to you.. as Allah sends you to me as friend.. and that is the way Allah works in humans who are true friends.. when there is never any real separation of souls that do feel love to give unconditionally always to friends..:)
Well.. life is certainly about eating and sensing but more than anything life is about feeling.. and connecting to other human beings.. and helping each other on their way..
We live in a strange world.. where once humans are villages and there is no disconnection of flesh and blood..
And now we live in rooms with electronic devices and the worst of all offenders are TV’s that never let us speak back in human terms of expressing emotional spirit…
The emotional spirit of human is a true organic muscle that must be exercised to stay alive.. and the soul at seat of self is nourished by heart of emotions to inspire that emotional spirit to live again in connecting expression with other human beings ALIVE!..:)
And you know.. i will hold not HOLD ANY bars back to go the distance to hell and back to never lose my soul.. heart..
and spirit again…
And some of the things i do with instruction from Allah are places that most people never dare to go.. but my covenant with ALLah is to share all of that with others no matter how hard that can be for me to do..
But the bottom line is this.. as i know you FEEL without FEELING THIS SOUL AND HEART AND having the inspiration in terms of Allah to set Spirit FREE IN EMOTIONS OF ART.. however that may come to be..
IS a desert of existence that the Artist AS INSTRUMENT of Allah cannot withstand to truly live and love life…
And.. I suppose since you now live in the UK that full expressions of spirit in emotions of songs abroad are no longer censored for the fear that one might have passion of Free Allah Spirit to go their own way in FREEST INTERDEPENDENT Love again!..:)
I will link this song for you to hear.. if it is beyond your timeline or cultural ears of past..
And honestly.. it does say it all my friend.. Yes.. it is
ALL about SOUL.. AND TO grow a heArt STRONGER.. and be able to fully express that heaRt again as emotional spirit.. does not necessarily take dark pain of inspiration again.. it can come from the light as well.. but to know and feel the light is to feel the soul.. through heart and SPIRIT EXPRESSED AS EMOTION!..:)
And perhaps there is positive ART out tHere somewhere that will further inspire that SPARK OF SPIRIT TO EXPRESS IN YOU.. AND OUT!.. Ah!.. the avenues of that Love in expression of human spirit passionate.. wild.. and FREE!.. are without limit these days.. with the Instrument of Allah that YOUTUBE CAN NOW BE too.. IN GENERATING HUMAN EMOTION OF HEART.. IN SOUL GROWING AS SPIRIT MORE FULLY EXPRESSED IN ALL WAYS OF ARTS IN LOVE MY FRIEND..:)
With heart and soul
in SPIRIT OF INK OF TYPE
OR HOWEVER ELSE
ART LIVES IN
TO share with others..:)
Whew. There’s a lot here. Many layers, indeed.
Hi.. whimsygizmo.. truly the Uni-verse
that is my mind and body now in balance….
has few limits and no expectations.. as always now..:)
Thanks for dropping by and hope your now is equally
limitless with no expectations to hold you back.. as well..:)
Your rant amazes me..as I see so much of what I feel but can’t always find the words…you have a lot of insight and different ways to approach things…wish I could let it all out like you do.
Hi.. Kathy.. truly this blogging
experience.. starting in March of 2013..
creates a more expansive self as me..
as so let it be written.. so let it be done..
with more inside of me to find and express
than I can ever imagine possible in a life..
where creativity is lost for 40 full years..
Too precious to lose…
Too precious to limit …
for me..IS a soul.. a heart..
a spirit.. fully expressed IS all
there IS as life for
Thanks for coming by..
and its never too late too let it all
go.. 54 year-old ice princess in male form..
‘Frozen’ or not..;)