KmF 509 Train of Being


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If i am a Train Kat instead of A Katie KAT..
what will i do.. certainly no travel on any
one line of railroad track thought.. or feeling..
of emotions and senses.. i will be like A flower of the Universe..
coming out of center balance flow.. with laser cat eyes of imagination..
dreams.. and creativity..  spreading out each and every way.. yes.. it’s
kinda like KATaDHD living 9 lives at one time..
spreading out.. and befriending all..
who i might and KAT CAN..
with Kat tales of Love
that satisfy whiskers
of ME OW..nOWOnE!..

Oh what a great prompt for inspiration.. Mr. Bill..
And Mr. X’s poetry associated with trains brings inspiration
to me last night.. for the start of my train stream
of consciousness.. in poetic ways
AS ALWAYS.. but tracks in
rigid way almost kill me
in the flesh and blood stuff of life..
so i rarely use sidewalks.. and never stay
on track anymore.. more like THAT

Flower THAN a line of Thought..
And also.. my train of
photos is a little too much..

perhaps for most..
as wherever this KA cho
cho is inspired to whistle..
the train follows in
all directions.. as sure..
and with a little ‘one direction’..
added in for multi-media song of..

Steam engine flow..  continuing in ALL DIRECTIONS.. but anyway i guess
one can consider this train of thought my effort here if they like..
and will include it as my 6th comment for my current train of
thoughts blog post.. if one wills.. in exploring tracks now..

As this locomotive of words is not hard to find either
on or offline.. all aboard the KmF 509 Train of words..
song.. and dance.. as wandering locomotive being
here and tHere.. as free range caboose
follows close as rear..

Anyway.. i will not
miss any poetry

here or poetic expressions
in response for sure..

the KmF 509 train is coming and wherever that goes..
from this point on.. i only feel and care not to know..
at ALL on trackS of FEELING life..

Yes… i grow up on a river only about a stones throw of adult arm away..
from bridge and real train tracks then.. shaking foundation of house.. this
prompt means a whole lot of inspiration to me.. bringing memories home..

i have a video of a home train somewhere stored in iPhone way..
that i might add before I train all my poetic expressions
for a really big gain of train.. post..
sometime after this entire train
experience runs its course..

around midnight tomorrow..
more.. for more fun for me..

in artful way of trains.. alive..
and fully expressing train poem tracks..

Next stop all aboard my Honda Civic..
will be the dentist office for a little

cleaning of my locomotive grill.. will
be back later.. and am looking

forward to this.. my friend in
trains too.. choo choo..

one or two o’s..
i leave or

add sometimes..

also known as

see ya later..

howling

down tracks..

of life free..

i ride.. i drift..

without tracks of life..:)

509

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23 Responses to KmF 509 Train of Being

  1. ^6^

    Oh.. sub ways of human.. destination not kind.. all
    aboard the underground train.. with no light
    of sun.. or night of moon.. dwellers
    are they who run on rat
    tracks so long..
    never finding
    Spring or even
    Winter of
    cold
    and Frozen
    Well..:)

    The voice trains restrain refrains
    of yesterday’s ways.. where folks
    will spend life stories.. instead
    of iPhone ways.. so sad
    it is to lose the
    train connection
    of life.. but hives
    of tracks abound
    above.. online
    re-
    tracked..:)

    Ah.. the chained boredom of trains.. one car after another
    in straight row lines.. coupled together perfectly
    without a rail out of line.. oh to move
    outside the tracks
    of life
    is a mystery
    too untold
    to
    un-
    fold..:)

    Trains.. symbols of anxiety killers..
    so perfect aligned.. nothing
    out of place.. the
    Universe is
    a Flower
    and a Train
    is a stick..
    to escape
    the train
    is to become
    Uni-verse of Life
    in more than one
    direction.. without
    a stick in the other
    direction up and
    not down.. stuck..:)

    A sound of train such a sad refrain.. echoing past
    an illusion of not present.. prevalent
    on a Winter’s day.. in grey shade
    way.. the air is empty
    and all is left
    is a song
    of yesterday..
    cold and old
    THAT sound of Loco
    haunts me years then
    without a soul.. and heArt
    ironically in sadly enough.. But Now..
    i never notice that Sound in west town way..
    funny how the ‘little’ things of life sound
    so loud.. when there is nothing
    left
    but
    howling wind
    of whistling
    trains gone
    by..:)

    Destiny is
    clear in tracks
    of train.. in fact..
    pre-destination
    is the rule
    of LOCO motives
    without a clue..
    aboard the
    imaginary train
    of mind and body
    balance i go..
    no tracks.. rails..
    just all aboard.. to
    go wHerever is now..:)

    Yeah.. take a track
    to nowhere
    before
    it is
    too late..:)

    Oh.. only those of unlucky we.. never
    travel on a train of different
    to see eyes of those
    who ride another
    path to survive
    in life of now..
    humanity
    unique
    with
    urine
    smells
    alike hidden
    for some and
    existing for others..:)

    Oh.. crowded subways.. flesh presses
    against flesh.. but distance..
    is never further
    in existence..:)

    The male train.. no male..
    just train.. one destination
    straight ahead.. no goal
    but to get there..
    a whistle.. a device..
    to sound an
    alarm of
    male..
    trains..:)

    The slow lament
    in whistle of train
    knows only past
    and that is sad..:)

    Oh.. the routine of polishing
    trains.. knows no love
    like the work of man..:)

    Ah.. a father and a train
    in best alike.. predictable
    always tHere.. when
    they are needed
    most..:)

    Oh the irony of life.. really.. where burning to death
    is a KIND of option over life.. in taking others
    too.. burning to death is no fun.. on trains
    or not.. at home or at work..
    i feel myself wondering
    just how bad
    the pain
    before
    the suicide
    is.. in
    considering
    it before..
    literally as such..
    alone of course..
    so there is some
    empathy tHere
    as well.. in
    a human place
    burning worse
    than fire alive
    as death
    as life..:)

    Interestingly enough and
    not surprisingly too much..
    cultures that are homogenous
    gather to together more close
    in harmony than heterogeneous
    cultures that only see differences among
    human race.. a sad but not so hidden
    truth that people who are alike
    are more likely
    to help
    each
    other..:)

    Oh.. visitor of only passerby of trains..
    watcher of TV.. and so many
    other vicarious human ways..
    to avoid being human..
    sadder than the
    last
    caboose..:)

    Ah.. to count the chains of train way
    for nothing more than existing
    well now.. is a meditation of
    trains.. and perhaps
    awakening
    trains
    of thought
    in mind and
    body balance..:)

    Ha! the moment you wake up from sleep
    and it ALL makes even MORE sense..
    and YOU Laugh
    like
    a Frigging Runaway
    Train with the skills
    of a
    surgeon.. ‘THIS’
    place needs
    an enema
    and you
    are just
    the surgeon
    for it..
    Bigger Smiles..
    and Yes.. Love you
    even
    more.. AND
    i will continue
    to offer my assistance
    on the bigger trail of tracks AS
    Once I am just K and M
    and then i gain an F
    AND before that
    just F.. AND..
    but life can be more
    fun online
    as just
    K and M..
    and yeah..
    if i ever become
    just a K and M
    again.. i will
    do something like
    THIS AGAIN!..:)
    And haHE! it might
    even make a great
    P H of D
    isser
    tat
    ion
    one
    day! JUST
    for P and H!..;)
    Prediction.. almost
    everyone will think
    this is off the wall
    except
    for you..
    but that
    prediction already
    comes true..too.. well
    off the tracks of train surgeons..:) ~p

    No.. actually i did not miss your point at all..
    adding points is an art of mind i partake in often..
    poetically as a course of nature.. and LITERALLY
    living with the suicide disease for 66 months..
    worse than actual crucifixion.. as reported by science..
    named type two trigeminal neuralgia.. like teeth being drilled
    without novocaine in my right eye and ear.. and sorry for providing
    these details.. again.. as i’m sure you’ve heard them before by now..
    but in real FLESH AND BLOOD PAIN life even with those details
    people still wouldn’t believe the TRUTH OF THAT.. EVEN
    MY frigging closest family members.. they insisted
    Jesus had it worse than me.. my mother even
    bought a book about Jesus’ crucifixion
    to prove me wrong.. until she goes to
    the page that clearly states that TN
    is worse pain than crucifixion
    and even after that.. she still will
    not yield to the truth
    of my reality in real hell..
    so yeah..
    i learn to self advocate..
    to survive my friend
    and make that art as well..:)

    IT was more than obvious to me though..
    but anyway.. that slow lament of sadness and joy
    is part of what saved me every single second
    from suicide in the memories of the gift
    of blessings in life i am truly gifted
    with before a life of ‘JOB’..
    so no.. i do NOT miss your
    point.. at ALL..:)

    i lived it every second for
    66 months or so.. smiles..
    I don’t do poetry for ease..
    my friend.. i do it for ART
    and to continue
    to grow my heart..
    my soul.. my spirit..
    as i treasure that knowing
    and feeling and NOT FEELING
    what it’s like to truly live
    in REAL HELL WITH NONE OF THAT..
    smiles.. again.. and have a great
    now friend with sweet memories
    and the present of life..:)

    It’s always better to ask questions
    my friend.. clarify.. and validate communication..

    before shooting blank bullets and that’s how i
    FEEL ABOUT that AND LEARN my lessons in life as well..
    now and then.. with smiles..
    honesty
    and
    sincerity.. friend…
    of the tracks of whatever..
    with smiles..:)
    Fred..:)

    Ha! Thanks for sharing..
    Almost all and more of that
    is pArt of my P of L..
    Good to get off Grid
    and better to be
    off grid
    when on
    grid and
    that’s
    my 11..;(:);

    Ah.. the hope the comfort of mass transportation of horses and steam engines alike.. oh the sitting the talking still of some delight..
    oh the separation.. the machines of terminator
    heart.. soul.. and spirit.. disconnecting
    human trains of Love
    into phones
    of
    distance..
    away from
    Loving
    Trains
    of comfort..
    choo choo
    away
    the
    Love..:)

    Ah.. an outcast is a color of togetherness..
    that warm flow of knowing separation is often
    the greatest inspiration of living love of all..
    that warm look of knowing.. FEELING
    what is inside is what counts..
    and love and courage flows outward in
    eyes and not
    just skin.. trains of sameness are
    not trains i for one will ride..
    the diversity in color
    in all shades of hues
    in grey and purple
    roses is how
    i feel the
    love
    US ALL..:)

    I need not look at your
    words as you are human
    and your face shows
    all the strength
    and LOVE
    i need
    to know..
    and FEEL..
    truly a sickness
    of online is people
    who never show
    their faces.. as i too..
    am a faceless human being
    too.. before.. now i show my
    FULL colors from
    head to
    toe to
    soul
    of
    eyes..:)
    You are whole
    and that is more
    than most
    of
    US..
    online
    or
    OFF!

    And if anyone comes
    here today and claims
    yOurs is not a train..
    i will vouch
    write
    now
    that you
    are a train
    to me!..:)

    “That’s” what marriages are arranged..
    for.. most anyway.. through human history..
    economics.. everyone in the know of marriage
    feels that.. less.. AND less.. most.. anyway..
    after several decades.. without friendship..
    marriage will not last.. it’s truly cheaper
    and more EFFECTIVE AND AFFECTIVE
    to be friends…
    and why i’m only
    gonna do it once..
    as friends..

    AND with that
    i’ll add another song..
    after the ‘Love’ is Gone..
    ya gotta be friends.. or at
    least economic partners for
    survival to make it work..
    a Herculean Effort IS Truly Love
    with or without the wild thing baby..
    that is usually only wild at first..
    after all as in all stuff human..
    diversity is the truth and
    spice of life!.. even if
    it stays just in
    imagination and fantasy..
    and maybe i’ll add another song..
    for the greatest truth of life..
    to dream real.. and make imagination
    real in creativity.. is to be
    more FULLY alive! and REAL!..:)

    I do not have to go to see the
    new Pixar movie Inside Outside..
    as i already live that truth..
    BUT i go anyway just for fun..
    i am the only 55 year old dude
    that goes in while wife stays home..
    but hey.. i still retain.. the eyes of an
    imaginative and creative child!.. or shall i say..
    i regain them now.. yes i shall! the truth will s
    et Ya free!.. even if one is married.. he!heR!..;)

    And the reason i visit ‘here’… is.. this is one
    of the only places on the Milton Internet part
    of the Information highway that this comment
    will NOT LIKELY pass outside the milky..
    duh.. way.. of red state local
    fundamental thoughts..
    with nary a feeling
    of Truth to back it UP!..:)

    OK.. Ashe.. that’s all the
    Fredisms for the day.. and shared music..
    i’ve got more STUFF TO DO.. TO get around
    and around wherever this Love food and stuff train goes next!..;)

    OMG! Mass Transportation Trains of moving human LIFE
    are driving me insane.. but oh.. no longer a commute
    of car for me to work again..
    oUch! before.. the farmers
    and foragers.. swirl around
    the field of gathering hunts..
    in feats of feet so
    strong and light
    to move across
    skeyes in human
    light.. what mass
    transportation
    brings it takes
    away.. ’cause and
    effect.. what is
    greater
    is most
    often
    less and
    what is less
    is often besTEST
    STUFF of ALL ReAlly
    ENcouraging Ways
    of LOVING LIFE OFF
    THE TRAIN OF
    CULTURES IN
    DARK
    DISMAYing
    WAYS
    on sidewalk
    TRACK..:)

    The reality of war and trains and vagabonds of warriors same..
    common bonds of purpose surviving always
    make one race of human being kind..:)

    Ah.. what will we read on the travels and tracks
    of life.. what will we see alive or dead in life..
    how will we feel.. reaching destination
    without books.. or tools.. of us…
    who are we.. but trains
    alive or dead
    in life..
    Trains are fun..:)

    A Train.. a Ride to City of Dreams..
    Dreams.. a City that Never
    Rides a Train..
    Alive..:)

  2. X says:

    A flower of the universe, coming out of the center balance flow.
    Of course you are man. Ha. You are a train itself.
    Though, I definitely would not want adults throwing rocks
    at me, but it happens. Blow your whistle
    as you pass
    KA-cho-cho

    Ha.

    Good morning man.

    • With another HA!
      as always.. X
      marks
      JUST
      the right
      SPOT
      ON AND
      OFF THE bigger
      tracks
      of Life.. and
      Rocks never
      hurt me..
      real Rocks
      live
      in hell.. sadly
      enough.. and
      oh.. i wanna
      release them
      and melt
      them
      into
      posies..
      with Unicorn
      Horns..:)

  3. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    in artful way of trains.. alive..
    and fully expressing train poem tracks..

    Loved these lines 😀

  4. billgncs says:

    X really hit a home run, didn’t he.

  5. Glenn Buttkus says:

    Trains seemed to ground you, dancing iron-pumping buddy, & it is cool that your first comment was 3 times longer than your poem, with this trimmed-down new style of yours, only 3 pics & 3 videos, but the response comments just fire you up, or pump you up, & you’re off again. Actually, on this day you have written one of your best poems, sharp, concise, & uber poetic; congrats.

    • Oh yes.. Glenn.. i have that affinity for literally living with trains throughout my earlier life on river front ways of loving nature.. and trains are a singular purpose of reliability then.. that are so predictable and magnificent to young eyes.. where special effects of movies do not yet rule.. or even TV’s at all until later towards school.. when black and white first comes for us..

      Ah.. the imagination of those train tracks over that river then.. i can still remember imagining Brutus from Popeye.. living under the tracks in dark structures supporting the bridge of train tracks.. just waiting to bully Olive Oil and Popeye.. i suppose a projection of my early life as well.. when school years do.. finally arrive.. thanks so much Glenn.. and my ways of writing come and go.. here and there wherever my tracks of life swirl.. in freedom ways of expressing that..

      And i promise the other much longer way of Epic Free verse poetic posting.. with all the rest.. of what i motivate and am inspired to do.. when Thursday open link sings a longer tune with me..

      Thanks so much for all the nice words of encouragement and appreciation for what i do here today.. and see ya later friend.. with a nice choo choo.. away.. for now.. and back again.. over course.. on course.. steaming train ways of living on and off the tracks…:)

  6. Myrna says:

    Nice. I know how much you like to post pictures. I almost miss them. But no, glad to get to your words. There’s always some wisdom in them. I like that you live on and off the tracks. Sounds like true freedom.

    • Well.. my friend.. i will be completely Frank OR FRED WITH YOU.. AS IT WERE as it is haha.. with you.. at this point.. NOW.. and tell you this.. it is my firm belief.. faith.. and trust that every human being that is living in this plane of THIS existence now on earth IS assigned missions and purposes in life to find AND EXECUTE IN ART AND REASON with the Force of All THAT IS AKA GOD.. my current mission and purpose is to provide both definition and evidence for the existence of ALL NATURAL GOD and share that with the world.. with the clear understanding that whatever fruition eventually arises out of my totAlly unpaid and 365/7 efforts for the rest of my lifetime may not BE fully realized by me in this lifetime.. but hey.. i stand on shoulders of giants who ALREADY DO that.. including a grain of sand.. IN FLYING ‘JONATHAN LIVINGSTON’ COLORS..so i have this bliss of knowing AND FEELING just how rewarding it is to be a humble and all giving servant AKA INSTRUMENT of GOD..

      What I do here is not for the short term.. technology is behind the bell curve
      of what allows humans to define and prove the existence of GOD in
      all natural ‘terms’ of God’s language of synchronicity.. and with
      human beings.. 60 to 93% of language either poetic in
      metaphor of meaning for symbolism in
      nonverbal human language
      and or GOD’s language
      as expressed in
      the rest of nature
      is often best presented
      in images rather than words..
      so what i have to do here.. is gain
      a balance and trust in all the places i
      go..’dust my sandals’ off and keep my
      chin up in the places i am told to
      go away.. but most importantly
      find ways to stay.. and maintain
      my personal life-long covenant
      to be an Instrument of GOD
      utilizing all the tools
      of culture.. and
      not worry
      when
      Technology ONE NOW
      will catch up with GOD..
      THAT is above my pay-grade..
      i just do what i am told..
      in God’s way of
      communicating
      of course
      in poetic
      expression(S)..
      ‘morEver’.. in highest
      expressions of human
      dance that brings more
      information about
      GOD IN FEELING
      THAN
      words ever
      will.. alonG of
      course with
      sunsets and the
      rising SUN AsWell
      as Tsunamis of Love
      and Trains
      of
      courage..
      But foremost
      and most importantLY
      here in our communication
      is that i appreciate your
      kind words of
      respecting
      the wisdom
      of
      what
      i do ‘hear’..
      at least
      in words
      my
      friend..:)
      One day Science
      and Technology
      with catch up
      with US..
      and other
      folks too..
      given enough
      nows of the
      NOW
      of
      GOD..
      with smiles..
      and winks..
      and laughs
      of course that
      fully color the human
      poetic expression of life
      including sunsets and sunrises
      AND IMAGES OF US in eyes
      of GOD Alive as NOW..:)
      FULLY FROM HEAD TO
      TOE.. AS GOD IS
      NOT SHY
      NOR THOSE
      WHO SERVE
      GOD
      FULLY..
      LUKE WARM
      AND COLD
      AND I AM
      HOT MY
      FRIEND..
      MY
      PRACTICE
      NOW
      IS
      TO
      BE THE HOTTEST..
      AND IF GOD ASKS
      ME TO BE A ‘JOB’
      OR A ‘DEVIL’
      AGAIN.. AS GOD
      ALREADY DOES..
      I WILL OBEY
      AS ALWAYS
      AND DO
      WHAT
      I
      AM
      ‘TOLD’.. AND
      THAT my friend is the
      lesson of a train FLOWER that
      swirls around something
      like 14.5 billion years
      and much
      much more
      in terms
      of Infinity
      of evermore
      spreading tracks
      in all directions
      in 11 dimensions AND
      MORE IN REAL AS NOW..:)

  7. Where we are going we are already there in the present moment. Why do we feel the need to chase what is not yet here?

    • Ah.. Victoria.. the question of the ages.. ‘why do we feel the need to chase what is not yet here yet’.. The answer is in Nature.. the lies are in culture.. and truly humans in written language are the source of great stuff.. and misery beyond words.. i am blessed not to speak until age 4.. to find the simple truth that GOD is Now as ALL of Nature at age 3.. and i am now forevermore now.. all there is.. is now.. and yes.. school.. starts to take that away.. eventually a philosophy class brings it back to me.. on walking desolate beaches of youth.. with only Nature.. where past and present.. good and evil.. do not exist anywhere but in human words of culture’s selfish and jealous actions moving beyond the Independent Relationship of All That IS AKA GOD EXISTENCE NOW..
      and Work takes it away again.. in what feels like lifetimes to me..

      WORDS ARE THE ILLUSION.. NATURE IS REALITY..
      AND WORDS ARE THE ILLUSION THAT IS REAL AS WELL..
      REFLECTING SMALL PaRts of Nature here and tHere..
      the saddest part is getting lost away from now..
      but the reality of that too.. is memory can
      save a person’s life when escaping
      now of pain beyond burning Hell..
      there is no good.. no evil..
      All THAT IS IS NOW
      and we sow
      what we reap..
      and call THAT
      good
      and evil as
      real as
      real gets
      too.. in
      Trains of
      Life that
      never meet
      in JOy..:)

      i say play..
      with GOD..
      i JOY..
      iNTRAIN
      OF DANCING DELiGHT!
      Come PLAY WITH ME!
      INSOULTRAINSOFNOW!..:)

  8. willow sloan says:

    Have I mentioned that I am insane over you? You give me the most joy!!!

    I completely cracked up here:
    “Next stop all aboard my Honda Civic..
    will be the dentist office for a little”

    Love this:
    “also known as
    see ya later..
    howling
    down tracks”

    Reading through your comments now. And I KNOW you didn’t miss my point. I see your eye, my friend. And I get how your brain works. I see you. You know this. I totally get you.

    “after the ‘Love’ is Gone..
    ya gotta be friends.. or at
    least economic partners”

    100% true … friends forever, no matter what

    I’m so glad you saw Inside Out! Wasn’t it the best?!

    It baffles me how you spread out your songs PERFECTLY. Seriously, as soon as one finishes, I happen upon the next. 🙂

    P.S. I love unicorns and posies.

    P.P.S. I’m always changing my “name.” But you will probably be able to pick me out of a crowd pretty easily. I’m not “I” anymore. Now I’m Willow. 😉 Gotta keep it real; I’m always changing inside, so why shouldn’t my name change?

    ……….

    Going back to the top … I love that your title sounds like it’s naming a radio station. Because if anyone is a radio station, YOU ARE.

    I LOVED this: “If i am a Train Kat instead of A Katie KAT”

    Completely hilarious, my friend.

    • Ah.. the mythological Ninja appears on dVerse once.. twice.. thrice.. and more times now as chameleon.. and truly to successfully help in changing the world one must become chameleon AKA HUMAN NINJA in MULTI- colors to avoid banning
      and the more historical
      painful ways of
      getting burned at
      the stake.. crucifixion
      stockade HEAD chopping..
      ISIS SWORDS AND etc..
      banning
      is relatively
      painless but
      freedom of expression is
      the greAtest freedom that allows
      humans to spread Truth and Light..
      oh the new age of loving and banning
      is so less
      painful now!..;)
      Clever as a Fox
      Strong as Lion..
      Sweet as a Dove
      And Creative
      as Jonathan Livingston
      Seagull is what we are together..
      and if i AM a girl.. AGAIN PLAYING
      THAT NINJA ROLE.. TOO.. IN INTERNET
      LAND AS KATIE MIA.. without the
      more masculine word FREDERICK..
      i will probably.. be WILLOW SLOAN..
      GOD THAT REMINDS ME
      OF FERRIS BEULLER’S DAY OFF!
      soundS a lot like you now.. my friend..
      Loving Courage in Creativity has no
      Gender.. no Color.. no Nationality..
      no Creed..
      GOD is Free
      and so
      ARE WE!..;)
      OH MY GOD.. I JUST REALIZE
      SOMETHING NOW.. THAT YOU
      BRING IT TO MY MIND..
      MY YOUNGER MAN DREAM
      OF BEING LIKE FERRIS
      BEULLER.. IN FLESH AND BLOOD
      LIFE AT EASE.. AND LOVED BY
      THE CROWDS SLIPPING OUT OF SH88T
      WITH THE GREATEST OF EASE.. IS NOW
      ME TOO! DAM IT’S GOOD TO BE FERRIS
      LIKE WHEELS AT THE FAIR I AM.. BUT
      MY WIFE TELLS MY DANCE GIRL friends..
      you wouldn’t wanna be married to Disney
      World.. it’s fun to visit.. but oh boy those rides
      are so tiring.. that you just wanna frigging
      get away
      and
      SHOP FOR A LIVING!
      ANYWAY.. I wish for a virgin
      girl back in my Catholic YOUTH
      boy days.. who will retain HER
      youth forever.. so as usual
      GOD answers my
      most desiring OF
      prayers and
      Voila
      now i am
      still with KATRINA
      25 YEARS LATER..
      THE ETERNAL PURE
      VIRGIN.. AND THAT’S
      ENOUGH
      ON THAT!..;)
      CHOO CHOO.. IT’S
      TIME TO GET AWAY
      FROM E-LAND
      AND GO
      WORK ALL OF THIS
      OUT.. AT MY MILITARY
      GYM.. FOR THREE HOURS
      OR SO.. BUT AS MY MAN
      ARNOLD SAYS.. AS USUAL
      I’LL BE BACK..

      With likely some new phrases too..
      but i always pay careful attention
      to my P’S and Q’s.. as what
      is written DOES OFTEN
      BECOME WHAT
      IS DONE!..:)

  9. ^^^

    P.S.

    MY Practice
    is to be
    a
    Cosmic
    DJ..;)

    So let it be written…

    Drum roll..

    Truly this selection
    has haunted me since
    its introduction by
    ELO and is a song
    in final spark
    that
    brings
    me back..:)

    And AS
    Synchronicity
    will have it
    in the
    description
    of the YouTube
    Video.. R2D2
    from ‘outer
    space’ is
    yes; you
    guessed it;
    NAMED
    FRED..;)

    THANKS GOD..
    I’M
    STILL
    HERE..:)!
    JUMPING
    WITH JOY
    FOR MY
    LIFE THAT
    IS STILL
    MY GREATEST
    GIFT!
    VISIONS
    OF SNOOPY
    ROAR THROUGH
    MY
    HEAD…
    ENDING
    WITH
    KATY
    PERRY!..:)
    AND
    FIREWORK!..:)
    !!!!!!!!!!!11!

    NOT SURE WHAT
    THE ELEVEN
    IS FOR
    BUT
    IT
    FOL
    LOWS
    ME
    II..:)

  10. claudia says:

    train of life – train of thoughts – and a dentist appointment – ha – hope everything went well

    • Ha yes.. thanks so much Claudia.. the dentist tells me my locomotive grill is looking stronger than ever.. and then he tells me i have a winning smile.. in so many similar words.. there just ain’t nothing quite like.. a kind and complimentary dentist.. like that for even older trains like me.. but ooh the track still feels so smooth.. smoother than ever in FacT!..:)

  11. Sumana Roy says:

    “If i am a Train Kat instead of A Katie KAT..”…i so like this and your Free spirit…

    • Thanks so much Sumana.. a train that learns to move off the tracks of life.. is the happiest train.. i for one.. know.. and FEEL.. hope your nows are branching outward as well in tracks of art in life.. as always.. now..:)

  12. kaykuala h says:

    So much fun in being a Kat Train with the anticipated feelings of joy, of having all those riders fighting for a seat! Exhaustive write Katie!

    http://imagery77.blogspot.com/2015/07/people-movers-in-many-places.html

    Hank

    • Ha! thanks Hank.. and there is a runaway train named KmF 5236.. that is ten times as exhaustive.. coming to an open link soon.. in dVerse stations tracks of moving poetic expressions in free.. trains of light..:)

      Oh.. the Unity of purpose.. in human trains of meaning.. holding cars together.. humans chains of love.. coupling friends instead of separating
      eyes of choo choo whistling gone..:)

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