Artistic Love Layers

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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

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
one way
trip..:)

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
forever
more
now!..:)

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

and never
hidden..:)

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..
once again..:)

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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..:)

SO YEAH..

wRite ON!

With heart and soul
in SPIRIT OF INK OF TYPE
OR HOWEVER ELSE
ART LIVES IN
YOU!..:)

TO share with others..:)

http://freeversenudepoetry.blogspot.com/2015/03/free-verse-nude-poetry.html

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Featnote:

As always

on Thursday

a celebration of dance..

and tonight is my

58th Rave Dance

night with all the super cool college

age thriving youth at Old Seville Quarter

Pensacola FL..

So more photos to come on that and for my

daily dance walk of life I go wherever i do..

@!LOVING LIFE!@

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6 Responses to Artistic Love Layers

  1. http://wrongplanet.net/forums/viewtopic.php?f=20&t=284556&start=90

    ^^^

    Perhaps, the GREAtest
    stuff of modern science is it allows
    humans the ability for proper perspective
    in humility of our smallness and insignificance
    in the whole of all that IS GOD AS BLANKET OF ALL.

    For thousands of years, folks consider rocks inanimate objects,
    until science provides human aided eyes that are SMALL ENOUGH
    to see that rocks consist of the same nucleuses and electrons spinning
    around in spiraling movement that humans consist of. ADDITIONALLY, NOW;
    science even shows that all movement makes a sound in VIBRATION; no matter
    WHAT the THING IS THAT
    HAS electrons SPIRALING
    around nucleuses.

    WE ARE ALLONE AND CONNECTED LIKE A BLANKET
    is evidenced by science, my friend.

    And WE includes rocks, as in the same type of electrons
    that move in golden spirals around the nucleuses IN ROCKS,
    AS human beings, zygotes, sperm, and eggs just waiting for sperm too.

    To suggest that GOD AS WHOLE cannot create life OUT of star dust is NOT to understand GOD; not even with eyes of science; which is kinda sad; AS to understand that WE ALL consist of the same stuff is to NOT have bigotry against a person of other color; INCLUDING women; homosexuals; folks with disabilities; folks in other religions and countries, OR a grain of sand, as any LESS, than the WHOLE that is human being and GOD as ONE FORCE OF LIFE FOR NOW THAT IS ALL THAT IS.

    Consider this; without THAT grain of sand, as the dirty details of life, tHere will never be any humans, as thEre will never ever be any of GOD’s earth as whole weight required for the gravity that even allows US to stand upon those grains of life that nurture us in a different way than the breath of life; but never the less, unconditionally love us with the gravity of GOD whether we ask for that LOVE or not.

    There are many types of LOVE;

    but the bottom line is LOVE IS ANYTHING THAT NURTURES LIFE.

    THERE ARE WORDS OF AFFIRMATION; TOUCH; GIFTS; ACTS OF SERVICE; QUALITY TIME, AS
    INDICATED BY THE SCIENCE OF LOVE. BEYOND SCIENCE, THERe IS THE UNCONDITIONAL
    LOVE OF HUMAN THAT WITH SCIENCE IS ALTRUISM AS WELL, WHICH IS THE
    SIXTH TYPE OF HUMAN LOVE.

    SO YEAH, GOD AS WHOLE IS LOVE; THE GREATEST 7TH TYPE OF LOVE
    THAT DOES NOT EVEN REQUIRE WHAT WE NAME AS HUMAN
    SENSES AND FEELINGS.

    SO YES; MY FRIEND; BOTH LOVE AND

    HUMAN LIFE AS UNCONDITIONAL LOVE

    IS WRITTEN IN THE STONE.

    IF YOUR EYES ARE NOT

    SMALL ENOUGH,

    AIDED BY SCIENCE TO SEE THIS;

    YOU MAY STAY BLIND IF YOU LIKE;

    BUT I FOR ONE AM NOT AFRAID
    OF THE

    TRUTH THAT I COME
    FROM DUST,
    AND
    DUST
    SO
    SHALL
    I
    RETURN.

    And the greaTEST
    PART OF
    THAT OF
    ALL IS
    THAT
    DUST
    SHALL
    RETURN
    AGAIN;
    OTHERWISE,
    theRe is NO
    way dust gets
    HERE
    in the
    FIRST
    PLACE,
    MY FRIEND.

    FIRST ThERE IS DARKNESS;
    THEN THeRE IS LIGHT;
    THEN THErE IS
    MOVEMENT OR DANCE;
    THEN THERE IS SOUND OR SONG;
    AFTER THAT THERE IS MATTER;
    AND EVENTUALLY A GRAIN OF
    SAND. AFTER THAT; LONG AFTER;
    THERE IS HUMAN LIFE THAT STANDS
    UPON THE LIFE OF A GRAIN OF SAND; ALL
    CREATED FROM STAR DUST WITH ELECTRONS
    TOO; ALL SPIRALING AROUND NUCLEUSES, NOW
    GENERATING SOUND THAT INSPIRES MOVEMENT
    IN INFINITY OF NOW; THEN SONG OF HUMAN IN WORDS
    OF LYRICS AND TUNES OF VOCAL CHORD; AND THEN SCIENCE
    REPLICATED INSTRUMENTS GENERATE SOUND OF SONG, AND INSPIRE HUMANS
    TO GO ON IN MOVEMENT OF DANCE IN
    INFINITE GOLDEN SPIRALING LOOPS
    OF NOW TOO, AS
    ABOVE
    SO
    BE
    LOW.

    SO YEAH;
    to write is
    to approximate
    feelings to inspire
    others IN SIGN
    LANGUAGE,
    from science
    to prose to poetry.

    To dance and sing
    IS DIVINE; THE ULTIMATE
    EXPRESSION OF DIVINE GOD
    GIVEN LOVE, AS ABOVE SO BELOW.

    GOD, it’s NO wonder that the METAPHOR
    of APOLLO GETS SO MUCH FREE PRESS, TOO.

    Well, as an instrument of ALLAH AKA GOD;
    AS CO-CREATOR AS WELL; I WILL CALL THIS ONE
    ‘GOD IS WRITTEN IN ROCK AND ROLL’.

    AND TO BE CLEAR, ‘OLDAVID’;
    I BELONG TO NO
    RELIGION;
    I BELONG TO
    GOD
    ALONE.

    I JUST LOVE THE WAY
    THE METAPHOR ALLAH
    ROLLS OFF MY TONGUE
    AND ROOF OF MOUTH.

    GOD CAN BE SUCH A
    CRUDE WORD, AS IT
    COMES FROM THE
    PHLEGM OF THE
    BACK OF
    THE
    THROAT.
    IT’S LIKE THE PRECURSOR
    OF SPITTING, IF YOU WILL;
    INSTEAD OF THE DIVINE
    FEMININE GRACE
    OF ALLAH
    IN BALLET
    OF
    TONGUE
    AND ROOF
    OF
    MOUTH.

    Have a great day friend;
    and keep THAT inspiration
    coming in
    prose
    for NOW..;)

    AND PERHAPS ONE DAY,
    YOU MY FRIEND, WILL DANCE
    AND SING AGAIN; IF YOU DON’T
    ALREADY DO IT NURTURING THE RANCH;
    SAME AS GOD; AS ABOVE SO BELOW; OUR FRIENDS
    FROM A GRAIN OF SAND AND SO, SO MUCH MORE.. .

    _________________
    KATiE MiA FredericK!iI

    Gravatar is one of the coolest things ever!! !

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  2. kanzensakura says:

    It is always good to layer life and love. I haven’t seen the grey kitty before! And as usual, the orange kitty is just so cute and precious. A real love chunk. and his dark stripes layered on top of the paler orange. layers and layers.

    • Ah yes.. to grow the layers of love on and on.. is a way of life i love..:)
      And the big grey kitty is all about love.. fully domesticated.. that the wild
      inside Yellow BOY TOM Tabby gives hell to.. if we turn our heads..

      And the outsider darker Ginger Tabby is named Tennessee.. from a
      home down the road.. as he as adopts us.. most of the time for
      the more quiet life we offer.. away from the children and dogs
      of his so-called birth home
      two homes down..:)

      The layers of life
      are INfinite in Flow of Love
      if recognized.. affirmed.. and
      cherished as such.. AND poetry.. DANCE
      photography.. SONG.. AND ALL ARTS AS such
      provide almost inFINITE avenues for THAT NOW
      aSwell..:)

      Thanks for dropping by
      and hope you are having
      a wonderful now
      to
      day..:)

      • kanzensakura says:

        I am indeed. Thank you. The love our animals give us is some of the purest. My ginger boy was badly abused before he came to me. I like to think that now, after some time of love, he no longer remembers that, only remembers the now. You and yours have a fine day.

  3. http://wrongplanet.net/forums/viewtopic.php?f=3&t=187300&start=30

    ^^^

    NO, in terms of classical evolution science clearly shows that humans have not innately changed much at all in tens of thousands of years;

    IN fact, in terms of epigenetics in one lifetime; a sedentary life sets the bone density of humans much lower than so-called primitive ancestors;

    AND current ‘primitives’ who do move all day long, today, ARE assessed with the same higher bone densities as our so-called uncivilized forager ancestors, foraging for survival, and adapting to ‘REAL’ MOVING environmental challenge, all day long, every day; with little exclusion for Sunday Dinners, in special days for sedentary being AT SO-CALLED REST.

    Well, in terms of Human Epigenetics, and unpacking of DNA, in one lifetime, for human adaptation to meet innate and or environmental challenges; the challenge of almost any human innate and or environmental functional disability can lead to positive or negative epigenetics, in terms of change, per the adaptation to increased challenge to compensate in another area of functionality, per those innate and or environmental challenges.

    One sees this in many great accomplishments among human beings from Lincoln and his Depression to John F. Kennedy and his Adrenal Insufficiency, which is a mighty tall mountain of innate and or environmental challenge to overcome, as well.

    And sure, then there is Nerd Bill Gates and Nerd Steve Jobs with much better looks and a more geeky artistic outlook on science life, who both accomplish great things in life; while, generally speaking, are not accepted by others, in real life, in youth, in the most important intelligence of homo-sapien survival, per social cognition, in all ways of connecting to other humans in empathy life, for social cooperation, in gaining subsistence;

    INCLUDING shelter, territory that can sustain human life with sources of water, and such as that; and of course, suitable reproductive mates, AVAILABLE AS SUCH.

    So yeah, they (JOBS AND GATES, AND MAY OTHERS) move to interests in things instead of people. And now people are becoming more like them, stuck in mechanical cognition, which ironically, is the ultimate revenge of the nerds, as a mechanical cognition oriented life..

    FROM THE ‘IT’ BYPRODUCTS THEY HELP CREATE, IS an extremely unbalanced and unhealthy, overall, way of life, in terms of INNATELY CLASSICALLY EVOLVED HOMO-SAPIENS; particularly in terms of sedentary nonphysical moving existence, WITH LOWER Bone Densities, as the microcosm of all the eventual potential health problems that go with humans stagnating still, in little to no movement in REAL LIFE NOW.

    So YES, then there is everyone else; AS NO ONE gets a free ride in life, without the necessity of adaptation to environmental challenges, whether that is bullies in middle-school, or really cold weather all of the sudden in July, unexpected as such, which hasn’t happened here, for a very long time, at least.

    Let’s FACE FACTS, IN GENERAL, All human beings are special snowflakes.

    Folks with Asperger’s, are just another variety of
    human flake, in the pile of snow that is humanity
    for
    now;
    cold, lukewarm,
    or steaming hot
    like
    me;
    heHe!..;)

    _________________
    KATiE MiA FredericK!iI

    Gravatar is one of the coolest things ever!! !

    http://en.gravatar.com/katiemiafrederick

  4. http://wrongplanet.net/forums/viewtopic.php?t=284556&start=90

    ^^^

    Yes, I agree. And from my perspective, changing from Artistic to Autistic, in flow, instead of the cold logic of systemizing science, is much more than just an r or u..:)

    Certainly, IT IS A HUGE, ALMOST UNIVERSAL difference, in effect and AFFECT, between crawling around in a cocoon, as opposed to floating on land in flow, as a terrestrial butterfly..:)

    REAL philosophy is ART.

    The mathematics of
    philosophy that is logic,
    is still mathematics at core,
    and extremely limited to assess or even access,
    the full human condition, and the rest of Nature as GOD..:)

    _________________
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    Gravatar is one of the coolest things ever!! !

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