Purgatory MILTON School STUFF

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School days.. the first day.. always exciting and

nerve wracking.. all senses.. emotions..

intellect focused for what

WILL

COME!

and grades 1 through 5.. not bad except

for that second year.. at Private Catholic School..

so advanced from my small town school.. in a two

story building.. walking distance from a river home..

and then across town.. small class rooms.. same teacher

all day long.. same kids all day long .. same friends to get to know..

and oh.. always at the top of the class.. only challenge NOT

to make anything less

than

A

A

A

Straight ACING

ALL STUFF SCHOOL..

hmm.. 11 years old comes

6th grade

a beast yet

unknown..

Halls of School Brightly Lit..

homeroom by 8 AM..

but many rooms

to come

with

different classes and different teachers

but still school as EASY AND FUN..

competing against friend Jill

who is the only

one who

can

top

me in

grades

before then..

so i smile brightly just waiting

for the games to begin.. but wait..

a new word comes i have not heard before..

an F word and not Fred by some bully boys

who tell me what the hell are you doing F word..

wipe that smile off your face mister we do not

allow boys to smile here.. don’t even think

about it.. but wait.. i’m not thinking

about it.. I’m just feeling it

but anyway.. don’t

know what

that

F word means.. just that those

boys got some kinda problem

for sure.. anyway class starts

and Amanda taps me on the shoulder

and says you know you have a FUNNY

SHAPED HEAD.. I’VE NEVER SEEN

ONE LIKE THAT..

hmm.. i’m

thinking a head’s

a head.. for thinking..

and dam i can’t see the back

of my head to know

what you

are talking

about..

but i’m too busy paying attention

to Ms. Bonner to become the

teacher’s pet as i can charm

any teacher into

believing

i

am the best

student ever if I just

look into her eyes and

never ever break contact..

’cause

it’s just

naturally

how i

connect

to others in

SPOCK MIND

MELD where student

becomes one with TEACHER

 like

KUNG

FU

MY

FAVORITE

TV SHOW..

ALONG WITH

THE WILD WILD WEST..

oh and then it’s time for P.E.

and i get to sport my new school

sports shorts.. and Tammy says..

HaHA! Fred has bird legs..

and i look at my

legs and think

about wings..

and flying..

BACK from PE into math class

and there is all around sports fanatic

Murry who will one day become

Mr. High School.. Mr. Football..

Coach of the Football Team

and Athletic Director

at the

top

of

his game..

he turns around and says

peabody.. peabody.. peabody..

peabody.. ever so often..

and i’m thinking

hmm..

what

is

a PEA

BODY

Anyway..

Lynn on the other

side chimes in with

skank.. skanky.. skank..

and i’m thinking sounds

like skunk.. skunk..

skunk..

and i think i smell fine..

but she sure doesn’t look

like she likes me much..

this is getting challenging

and i’m starting to feel

like something

must be

very wrong

for

me to get all this less than

‘A’ Feedback from what at

this point seems like

the whole dam

school..

ah.. finally an escape..

the school bus comes..

i can finally relax but

WAIT!.. VICKY

in the

back of the bus..

turns around

to her friends and says look

look look aren’t his eye lashes

pretty they look just like a girls’

eyelashes.. and oh yeah back in

home room earlier some boy says

Hi Mr. Wanda McKenzie

you look just

like her..

and yes.. Wanda  smiles

a lot and has semi-short

blonde hair and spectacles

and her daddy owns a

car dealership but

OH MY

GOD

if Vicky thinks i’ve

got long eyelashes that

must mean that boy

thinks I’m a girl

OH

GOD

GET

ME

HOME

QUICK

OFF

this bus.. my Dachshund

Charlie never judges me..

he will let me hug him

and roll around

at my feet

as always and never ever

call me the F word.. Skunk..

Peabody.. Long Eye Lash Girl..

Wanda.. Bird Legs..

and just let

me Love

him

free with smiles..

and that works out okay the

rest of the year.. but Charlie

finds a way to get outside

the gate and one

day my

only

real friend

outside of family

is laying on the side

of the road..

and i am

too

heartbroken to

even get near to

say goodbye..

and the whole family

cries.. and i never get another

dog and decide if i become my best

friend no one will ever hurt

me or

leave

me again..

except

me…

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But oh no..!
Teachers
never
escape
School..
smiles..
Or Learners..:)

Ah.. yes.. the church continues to
serve the function of the village
supplying school needs for
life that parents often
can no longer do
without help..
and perhaps
the emotiOnal
ways of heArt
expressING as SpiRit
as human balanced
mind and body soUl
are among the
greaTest
school
tools
Church
can and
WILL
provide
for all schools
greatEST needs
to be met ALL Now..:)

Ah.. yes.. i can relate.. difficulty speaking
coherently straight with no mumbling
or stuttering to effectively
communicate.. straight
A’s are not enough when
one fails the speaking
parts in roles
of School..
and for
me the
writing no easier
to come up with
anything new..:)

Oh when school becomes work instead of play
the mechanical cognition can tick
down to robot
minds of
dissolution
of human being..
but society will just
not work without school..
and we must tick off
the bad parts.. and
continue on renew
as this land is our
land together
in well
being
and sickness
a Like for aLL.. NOw..:)

Nature’s school
never opening
never closing
JUST
i
CE
closed
case..:)

Truly sad the state does not allow
school.. to teach lessons of
humanity.. where ‘they’
are no longer teaching
those lessons at
home.. and nah..
not just a lower
socio-economic
thingy.. some
times the
highest
classes
are completely
disconnected
from humanity
AS those AT
highest
levels
determining
curriculum
of
Human
101..:)

Ah.. that look of the very first day
of entering school..
walking the
plank
no
ease..
mate
This is
uncharted human
land forged by insanity..;)

Ah.. me.. not smart enough to feel what school is doing
to me.. why Summer feels so much better
than school.. year.. of what
really counts in emotional..
physical.. existential
and in general
Human 101
Social
Intelligence
to move connect
and create life once again..:)

Ah.. yes.. a scholar.. a fighter..
but most importantly
a diplomat
and
negotiator
at age 5..:)

Ah.. yes.. a school of ADHD Hell.. where sitting still extends out all around
the year now.. in some places.. where Physical Education is
no longer even necessary in some high schools..
and if one is lucky emotions
are an art of human
for basic
survival
still allowing
that if that at all..:)

Ah.. sitters and rovers of school.. alike in most all of
animal kingdom.. in general as well..
where school can and will
be adventure
and for others
a challenge just to
get through
every now
of self-conscious
discomfort of
one level or
another
in speed
or slow..:)

Oh.. new rules school.. crystalized intelligence.. rote memory
of multiple choice facts.. figures.. but tHere is
fluid intelligence moving.. connecting.. creating
ART of human being IN ALL of Love
that comes in Light
and Truth of
Human Being
WELL..
water
of school
is sewAge
compared
to ART
fluidly
flowing
Creation
Activities
PARTiCles
WAVES
FiELD
imagi
NatiON
DREAMS
COME
FRUiT
i
ON WitH
I as actor
of i and
exclamatiOn
POINT SPIRiT!
expresSing
iPLAY
DIRECTORS
WENOWALL!..:)!

i have to say graduating close to
the top of a class of almost
four hundred in
high school..
that i learn
nothing of
value other
than two
of the three
R’s of ‘Rithmetic
and Reading and
truly graduating
like this with
little to no
ability
to oRate
or ‘rite
coherently
in creative thought
in output.. and even
after three degrees in
college the same dismal
report of school failing
me my basic humanity
of education as
multiple
choice is
enough then..
to pass me at
the top
of the
class…
THAT pArt of
education is
changing some..
but the ART of
Being Human
is nowHere
still in
the curriculum
of Westernized
schools from
moving.. connecting
to creating human
being Well NOW
with more than
Standard IQ
intelligences
that humans
are not
even evolving
for more or
less to begin
with except
for those cogs
in the machine
of walls of
society making
excess of comforts
in materialism way
possible as Zombies
grow larger in numbers..:)

Ah the beauty of the
inner monster.. the class clown..
the trickster.. the joker.. the sacred fool..
the inner being that does say free in so many words
of actions.. steps in human being that says wake
up crowd
and
step outside
the box
of
what you’re
used to
AS NEW
path
of
Freedom’s
Truth and Light..:)

Ah.. heArt a lit one.. warmer
yes.. in humid rivers flow..
no snow in North Florida
row.. but prison goes
up the hill a little
further in brick
story school..
to take
River
flow
away
eventually
freezing heArt
no longer wave
oh.. ocean blue
eyes i miss you
at 47.. but i flow
back to me at 55..
no signs of speed
limits for me..
i flow
i ride
i play
i pray
rivers
edge free
to waves
Ocean Blue
in i’s of I! now..:)

Joy
eYes..
romancing
emotions
moving connecting
creating flowing waves
ocean never ending..
so below.. a spark..
a light.. libido
never
ever
oceans
emotions
wheels of
Love
always
ending
words
below..
above
i LOVE
below
above
i
AM..:)

Ah.. mothers pride of children
like cubs of mother Lioness
step high step low
grow more
as Love
Flows..
in out
as tides
of dark
and Light..
a mix makes
birds buzz
and bees fly..:)

OH no.. and then
there’s work
and school
starts again..
and then
theRe’s
tires
and
re
tiring
life with
full rubber
on wheels of
life again.. a
Live we go
in golden
years
if
allowing
flow of
life
once
again..:)

Lynn.. of course write on course
it’s you again.. at the end
of this dVerse trail..
more and less..
and i never fail
to come again..
hehe.. and yes..
siblings alike
and all
homogenous
cultures tend
to get along
more than
different
abodes
but
different
rules now..
challenge of
eternity to
establish
rules
of compassion
and cooperation
wheRe different rules..:)

A sponge can hold much water..
float forever
on rivers
that move..
connect
to oceans
creating more..
but a sponge
that stills
in one
sink
of
dirty
water
grows
old with
mold before
ever truly creating more
absorbing ocean
instead
of just
one behavioral
sink.. and yeah..
there’s even a
link for
THAT..
smiles..
“Behavioral
Sink” on
Google..
ARE we
rats or
humans..
jury
hung
still
on THAT
chances
are both
and
lesson
learning
moving
connecting
creating
away from
sinks of US..:)

This time Sister..LYNN it is
hard to miss ya..
as we almost
tie at
19 for
me and
20 for you..
but i still
beat you
and expect
you to beat
me next time
as that is fair
enough
for me..
as tie
as well..:)

Ah yes.. the bell tolls for ending school..
and even larger Universities
where friendly eyes
too scared..
connections no
longer growing..
and oh NO WORK..
where all’s a dollar
so much easier
when doing it
with others
free even
with
restricting
school.. yes..
as much as i hate
school.. i miss the
friends more than
any restriction
of school..
and i
feel i
am far
from the
only one on that..
as Facebook friends
most often grow
with High Schools
past.. but nah..
i much too
weird
for them..
now..
but my
school now
is the world instead..:)

There is no schooling quite like the
schooling that is nature
abundant in
freedom of
curriculum of
life.. adding in the
ingredient of Unconditional
Love.. and school becomes
the child that still
feeds upon breast
of Love’s Milk..
where emotions
grow equally
free with
Intellect
too..
Village
always
raising
child before..
home schooling is
the way of hundreds
of thousands of years..
where brick
buildings
and other
mortified
structures
never
rule..
Free Education
Freest with
LOVE
of Village
home and
Family’s Loving
eYes.. allnowallone..:)

Ah.. greaTest thirst for anything in my life has been
the thirst for feeling.. granted exquisite ones
from birth but losing them
to knowledge ways
of robotic
mechanical
cognition being..
OH the LESSONS
OF LIFE LEARNING
well for me then..
THAT less than
70 standard IQ
emotional savants
are beyond measure
of intelligence for
ME
Moving..
Connecting
and Creating..
requiring DOING
moreover
thinking..
lesson
of many of
my less than
70 IQ
teachers
and mentors..
And of course
still major
measure
success in human
creativity making
children Loving
children..
at
any age
of being Well IN
Humanity’s NOw..:)

Child tiMe NOw reaLity
alArm clocks thEn
futURe illusiOn
human
kiNd
NOW
LiVes
ChiLd
eYes
REAL
Sch00l
noWinOW..:)

Oh.. my
goodness.. the
job of childhood speaks
trembling into adulthood
for me.. i always wonder
when will i learn how to well
learn speak.. after all.. my mother
and father do it so fluently.. so well..
ah.. but they never input like i do.. oh
to output is more than input before.. smiles..
and yes.. now i never ever.. no.. ever never shut UP..;)

Thanks Gabriella..

i needed this prompt..

smiles..:)

And

tears….

Ah.. yes.. my friend.. X.. as note above on the starting photo.. where My teacher Mrs. B for Bonner states on the earlier part of the school year.. the ‘Old Fred’.. and per the song by Jessie J.. above.. i go out and buy some weights.. and start health habits that last me the rest of my life.. and eventually in high school..

Gracie.. another one of my not so

well wishers from middle school..

comes up to me and tells me Fred..

you’ve really improved..

we are proud of you..

welcome to the human race..

in those words more or less..

And although my wish to have

a real girlfriend from Kindergarten

never materializes until

after high school..

i do not stop being nice with smiles..

and develop many close friendships..

and even one of the high school bullies who

announces me at the beginning of the Beta Club meeting.. who is then President of this club for nerds.. Welcome Ladies and Gentleman and Fred..and he later confides that you know what.. i can’t understand it..

you are everyone’s favorite person.. and yes.. he is talking about another Lynn.. who is my new best friend… who he has a crush on.. and she gives me her time as friend.. eating lunch with me everyday..

and trivia note.. we both tie at 11 out of

381 at the end of the high-school days..

And I always wish then that Lynn will be my girlfriend.. but First Baptist Girls only date First Baptist Boys.. and by then.. i am not part of any church at all.. except for the one out in nature.. but she calls me her best friend Fred and that is enough for me then.. as i don’t even know what sex is until sixteen years old.. and i don’t miss much.. as i Learn to Love girls for their personalities instead of T and A’s.. and the missing continent i know nothing at all about until after high school.. as Penthouse.. only gives an exterior view of that new horizon of feeling stuff in life…

Anyway.. during the period of my pain disorder.. i lose a lot of my long term memory.. with the emotions that leave me then.. and truly this entire blog has been therapy for me to regain my memories and humanity…

as i don’t think many people can possibly understand what it’s like to not even be able to remember if you ever smiled or belly laughed before.. as when emotions go.. there is no reference at all to any emotions as feelings are the reference point.. and not empty shells of words alone…

I spend today at an ophthalmologist office..

with those drops that dilate your eyes..

and a lot of time.. thinking about the

old days.. after i see this prompt..

and those feelings of sadness come back but more than

anything the joy of even being able to feel sadness.. as that is what makes us appreciate

Love as much as i do now.. for sure.. and truly without emotions it is

hard to feel GOD too.. so i AM BLESSED BEYOND BELIEF..

and i always hope my words or dance of life..

will help someone know and feel it is

okay to be different..

enjoy life as silly..

and be strong and courageous too…

I have lots of inspiration.. and I see my ‘old friend’ Murry again.. as he nears retirement as Athletic Director at the High School.. I have the joy of him meeting my still young looking wife in 25 years of marriage and reporting to him that yeah.. i become a Federal Military Installation Athletic Director and retire 5 or so years ago.. then.. when i see him.. and i tell him i just Write and Dance now.. for fun.. while my wife shops.. looking down at him from around 4 inches above.. 50 LBS or so plus in muscle.. and a bright white smile.. that defies his somewhat ‘older teeth’.. belly extending a little more.. and snow white hairs with the miles of life driven hard to get the biggest house on the block…

I have the biggest heArt..

That’s all that counts..

NOW

and

THEN..

SMiles..

and Lesson
for Infinity NOW
in my smAll view
of ALLTHATIS
AKA
GOD..:)

Yes.. Sherry.. ONE
thing LIFE Teaches
me WELL IS to Live IT
REAL and FULL..
and never ever
be afraid to
share it
100%
Real
as Truth and
Light and Dark..
and yeah.. modern science
even shows that humans are in
real empathy trouble as empirical
measures of college age adults
in ways of empathy are
decreasing at around
30 percent in the
last several
decades..
The Zombie Apocalypse
is a meme for reality
as humans
lose their
heArts
soUls
and spiRits..
and Truly the Internet
is a thriving place for Zombies
clear to see.. particularly on YouTube
as people have contests to see how
much of a Zombie in cruelness
to other humans they
can be.. the
best revenge
IS LOVE
LIVING
WELL IN
FLESH AND BLOOD..
BUT SADLY MANY FOLKS
WHO ARE BULLIED BECOME
THE BIGGEST BULLIES TOO..
UNCONDITIONAL LOVE
IS MUCH MORE FUN..
WITH BIG SMILES
AS JOY..:)

Hi Gabriella.. I sure hope schools take it more serious

but at least where i live.. i know the children do not..

overall.. and with the Internet there are more ways

to bully young folks than ever before..

and the only way to stop that i think..

is if the children are taught to Tolerate..

and Accept differences among their peers..

and Love better and stand together

against bullies when no adults are looking..

i do see that now on the Internet more often..

particularly on the gay issue that has always been the last pariah..

of the lesser seen  by others.. overall.. in the United States culture..

it is always inspiring to me.. when I see folks stand up for others..

and acknowledge and honor their full humanity

no matter how different from the

Vanilla norm.. they may be..

smiles..:)

Ah.. thanks so much hailee’s comma

for stopping by and providing those kind words of

appreciation for what i do here today.. and yes.. intense

non-stop focus staring directly into another person’s eyes when

speaking with them.. is considered inappropriate and potentially..

intimidating by standard norm of human cultural rules..

and technically also a clinical symptom in some

forms of Asperger’s/Autism along with

extreme empathy for some and little for others..

however for me.. i Love people and am simply absorbing

all of their soul as part of me through the windows of

what they are deepest inside.. and i guess since i

wear shades now.. it is not nearly as disarming.. as before..

some folks say please don’t look so deep.. i feel like you are

undressing my soul.. and sure i am.. and hoping for something

both light and fascinating.. but yes.. i can see the darkness

of souls too.. as there is much more than meets the eye alone..

in eye to eye contact.. for within.. is the history of infinity

of each unique soul.. just waiting for me to see..

given the opportunity of course..

and i will love it if more folks show

their eyes on the Internet as truly i want

to see that greatest expression of soul

that comes through windows of us..

when within looks outside..

with us watching..

just patiently

watching..

to

absorb it all..

as all watchers can

and will do.. smiles..:)

Yes.. hailee’s comma..

Oh my Jessie…

i am singing and

dancing off the same sheet

of music from her too..

as she just wants

the world to dance..

as nicely illustrated below..

and it ain’t about the ba bling ba bling..

smiles.. coconut man.. moon head.. and P..;)

Hi Kanzensakura.. after this experience i am fortunate and sprout up to almost my entire height in middle school.. albeit still at around 120 LBS.. but still.. for some reason no one has ever attempted to actually physically abuse me in life.. and now that i can fight back with ease.. anyway.. i am still happy not to have to.. the best offense can be a greatest defense.. and with a martial arts exhibition here and there.. in public.. words and actions get around.. smiles.. and when anyone bumps into me in the bar.. they quickly say my bad man.. excuse me..

i believe in being able to defend oneself and not having to ever have to use those skills to actually hurt someone.. IF possible.. as those skills become more proficient with practice.. and yeah.. 930LBS of kicking power 1 inch from any target i choose in exhibition illustrates that nicely.. in 360 degrees of movement.. smiles..

But most importantly.. the actual practice of it provides mind and body balance in emotional regulation and sensory integration.. better cognitive executive functioning in focus and short term working memory.. all clinical symptoms of Autism.. and essentially the real life working cure for me.. that allows me comfort in my own skin..

And to make a stranger of a friend.. from the roughest looking bar dudes.. to the fairest of them ‘all’ in dance.. smiles again.. i wanna connect with everyone.. and fearless pays that due.. in real flesh and blood life too..

And yeah.. overall.. school is insane in many ways.. as it teaches us to be cogs in an efficient working machine for the materialism excesses of culture.. and rarely to even be human again..

And this is my favorite song for that reality..

as i too become the logical one.. the clinical one..

then.. as culture decides.. i will then.. but nah.. i follow the

True Wild and Free ONE NOW.. THE GOD OF

no limitations or expectations as FREE..

knowing and most importantly FEELING SaMe..:)

Thanks Lynn.. and truly looking back on it..

some of it is silly now.. with adult eyes..

but of course so confusing then.. and yes.. i always want to see my friend Lynn again.. and of course Charlie too in heaven as that may be the case.. somewHere now then.. now..  and  last class reunion.. i am a shut-in with illnesses and cannot go.. but certainly i will go to the next one.. which will be the 40th class reunion in 2018.. God willing.. of course.. smiles.. and thanks my friend Lynn.. two or three.. or however many friendly Lynns.. i meet in life..:)

Yeah.. Mary.. truly.. compared to losing Charlie.. i didn’t care what those kids did to me.. as long as my dog was okay.. but truly the memory of Charlie is what also helped me to get back from real human hell of no emotions for those 66 months of that beyond any human hell i can imagine before.. so yeah.. Charlie’s death as dark as it was then.. is still a light of my life.. and sacrifice for

that life of Charlie that continues in my eyes..

i don’t hold humans as any higher as Love as any other being..

they are ALL worthwhile as Nature IN 100% Love and Respect..

and my cats continue to teach me that lesson well..

Yellow Boy has Feline Leukemia but

Love makes an immune system

as strong as it can be.. and as much as Yellow Boy

is Loved that will be the medicine for him that no medicine from

Vet can bring.. other than that same Love from Vets who are

most often that Loving too.. with all animals as well..:)

Ah.. yes.. Marina Sofia.. in the Poet world and Artist World..

and even any World where there are achievers that break out of boxes there are often these stories of dark and bullying in childhood of those who use this darkness to inspire greater Artistic Light.. but then sadly there are the others.. the bullied who go on to extend the vicious cycle and become bullies more..

BUT ART WINS OUT

IN LOVE.. OF

HUMAN

EYeS..:)

Yeah.. bullying Sucks Claudia but as the following music video nicely illustrates in ‘Radioactive’ way there is a rising tide of opposition.. namely ART and LOVE that in TSunAmi Form IS washing away the residue of Darker ways of human beings.. some folks call it THE New Age..

THE Illuminati.. THE Real ONE about Truth and Light

and not the fake one that folks twist Just like Jesus’

teaching to repress human nature and oppress

others in domination through illusory fears

of subjugation and oppression..

Anyway.. pioneers from Jesus to most unlikely candidates

like Aleister Crowley are predicting this phenomenon for Centuries and Years..

and surely when an African American becomes President of the United States.. and a Woman is about to enter those doors too.. those are sealing signs of a new age of Art IN Love’s Freedom.. in ALL the COLORS that comes in..

and perhaps when a Gay President comes that will be the Seventh Seal of the Kingdom Jesus is speaking of when Love your neighbor as yourself with complete tolerance and acceptance of human differences becomes more than a rule and just a talking point to muse..

BUT the Dance of
Life that comes in
real flesh and
blood human
steps..

But yeah.. then there is Donald Trump who truly stands as a symbol for what most of the folks of my Local First Baptist towering church IS.. when folks enter my River Town.. SEE standing HIGH and LOW at core.. a clique.. a group of human beings.. where they SAY THEY ARE GOD’s chosen.. few..

and the others can wait behind a wall of division.. of true Anti-Christ Mission.. exemplified Ironically so.. in almost ludicrous clarity.. for anyone who can see through all the selfish serving lies of individual or group.. with real Truth and Light of Jesus eYes of Human Nature and the God of Nature as well..

BUT yes.. Tribal Instinct is pArt of GOD and Human Nature too.. and even this Anti-Christ Nature too.. and the solutions are any solutions that help to make the World ONE Tribe where all humans are tolerated.. accepted into

THAT UNIVERSAL TRIBE..

and of course the

first step of that is a

Dance of MOVING..

CONNECTING.. AND CREATING..

SAME STUFF THAT TRIBES OF OLD USE

TO ESTABLISH SHARING CONNECTIONS

AMONG STRANGERS OF SEPARATE TRIBES..

AND THE BACK BONE OF

THAT NOW… IS

INFORMATION TECHNOLOGY

AND LINES OF COMMUNICATION

THAT CONTINUE TO MOVE AND SPREAD
AROUND THE WORLD.. WHERE PEOPLE
FIND THAT YES.. WE ARE ALL ALIKE AT
CORE.. SHARING.. LOVING.. HUMAN
BEINGS WHEN SET FREE
IN COMMONALITIES
INSTEAD
OF
SEPARATING
DIFFERENCES
AND SURELY
DANCE IS
A UNIVERSAL
LANGUAGE THAT
WORKS FOR OUR ANCESTORS
AND CAN WORK NOW.. IF THAT
REVIVAL
CONTINUES
IN THE
WORLD
OF ART
MY FRIEND..

And SPORTS of ALL
KIND are certainly
part of that Tribal
Dance of one that
binds all together..
particularly Soccer
it seems as ALL
WORK to
MOVE THE
BALL TOWARDS
THE SAME
GOAL..
OF
ONE
NET
OF LOVE..
SOFTER AND
MORE LOVING
OF COURSE
THAN
AMERICAN
STYLE
FOOT
BALL
AND
no wonder
why.. truly..
as WE continue
to evolve OURONE
FEAT OF LOVE..:)

Ah.. yes Bjorn.. so often the medicine for bullying is the Love of Togetherness and all ways of Moving Imagination and in Connections of  Creation Activity that come to rescue us from Bullies of Life.. from Cats and Dogs to books and brushes of painting human life Renewing Love as Creativity..:)

Ah yes.. so true Sumana Roy that human bullying is a crime and ‘they’ are most always in a Gang and Cowards in numbers.. and the saddest part perhaps of my bullying in the middle ages of school.. is that the one thing in common that almost

ALL of the bullies have in numbers (:Ha! ‘they’ have no idea then.. they are dealing with a budding Anthropologist/Psychologist/Sociologist/Health IN ART Scientist.. eventuAlly degreeING in UNIversITy of West Florida as such;)

IS the supporting ideology and human Arms

of the giant First Baptist Church in my local area..

And i without my ‘Robert Conrad’.. ‘Wild Wild West’ looking ‘James West’.. Law Enforcement officer (46 years in total terms of that) patriarchal influencing Father.. i am raised by Love dripping with the estrogen of an almost total female matriarchal influence from birth.. just seeing my father twice a year.. trying to quickly imitate that gender role.. BUT that doesn’t work.. obviously.. as i become soft as estrogen and matriarchy will Love..

And I have no clue what this First Baptist Patriarchy thingy is that I must imitate to become one of the MALE crowd then.. and i become a very androgynous looking human at that time that is soft smiling and moving contradicting all the rules of the First Baptist patriarchy fueled by homophobia.. and hate of anything that moves outside the First Baptist BOX of exclusion..

Sadly church is the core sin of bullying in my town.. then.. and sadly still.. just a few years ago.. the most prominent Local Radio so-called Christian Evangelist in my town is still promoting the ideology that ‘homosexual behavior’ is demon possessed with

his so-called Christian Manager of the Radio Station suggesting

that so-called Welfare MOTHERS SHOULD BE STERILIZED

BY LAW AFTER THE FIRST CHILD IF THEY

EXPECT TO STAY ON SO-CALLED WELFARE..

I am spitting nails listening to THAT but far too weak then with illness to confront face to face.. but still as weak as i am behind a computer with barely a voice to speak.. I confront the Preacher and Radio Station Manager online.. and both truly never do that again.. on Radio Air.. as far as I know now..

WORDS are powerful sWORDS..

much more powerful than my feet that now press half a ton

twenty five times.. and can hypothetically kick most ‘evil butt’..

one on one.. but nah.. I WiLL use Art of Words instead

of feat of physical harm.. and on top of that

I enjoy my freedom..

and do not want

to go to jail.. smiles..:)

Hi Glenn.. i still am amazed that i get away free from any beatings
on me.. or any significant fear of that.. but oh the
story different for friends as close as wife..
as my pretty little wife poor with no church
‘rich’ friends behind her in school..
is terrified every
day in school
that literally
mean
girls
are gonna
kill her dead..
they still
don’t
like her
for the same
beautiful reasons..
but nah.. she still thinks
it is just ’cause she was poor..
but that is no competition for
the boys.. as mean girls
continue to beat
the nice
and pretty
ones down..
If only ‘they’
realize real
beauty comes
from
within..
and flourishes
until death do
us
pArt..:)

Haha! Victoria obviously i ramble more.. as i am never
one to fit in holes.. except
for rabbit
ones
that never
go
one
way only..
i am a forked
road with
unlimited
roads
that go..
and there is
no individualized
plan that works
for me.. except
me.. and truly
these
avenues
of World
connections
provide more
avenues for US
who fit in no
wholes
round
or square
we are
PI flowing
in PHI
way..
with numbers
never ending
into Infinities
Truth and LigHT..:)

Well..

WITH ALL

THAT

said

and

DONE..

THeRe’s

still

the

job to

be done of

CELEBRATING

72

WEEKS

NOW

ON

Thursday

Night RaVE

Dancing with all the

Cool College age folks

From Old Seville Quarter..

Pensacola Florida..

Back at 3AM with

photos

for

sure..:)

But meanwhile eight

arms of thou

stretch

out

’round

thee

seas

Oceans

LOVE

bEyONd

sKy

of

skEyes

GOD

a

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27 Responses to Purgatory MILTON School STUFF

  1. http://dversepoets.com/2015/08/20/open-link-night-153/#comment-99286

    ^^^

    I Love reading my poetic artistic expressions to family members.. and every time I read it is different and it helps me to see deeper into it.. as far as human emotions go.. and the art of song.. whether fast or slow.. is a natural way i speak anyway.. and part of my adaptation to speaking in a sing song way as a non-verbal autistic child.. not speaking until age 4.. but oh how i love the audio experience of poetry and song.. and of course visual poetry too.. in both still and moving images.. in all creative ways.. and of course with open link comes my own style and continuously chaining form of epic freest verse poetry.. exploring school days and all stuff associated with that more.. more.. more.. incorporating all of what technology has to offer in freest poetic expression as well.. be back later to read and comment on all through the next few days.. as today is dance day and night wild and free offline as much as possible on Thursdays for me..:)

    Thanks Bjorn.. really the only folks that are interested in poetry at all in my family are my wife.. mother.. and sister.. poetry is not really big in the deep south red state area where i live.. unless it comes straight out of a revised bible.. smiles.. but anyway.. when i visit my mother Helen.. a published poet herself who started writing in her mid 50’s like me.. and unfortunately she stopped writing after several years.. which i hope to extend past that.. but anyway.. she is well versed in poetry forms and she is not a free verse kind of poet.. in fact her poems would likely fit online much better than mine.. and i guess one day.. i will include some of them on my blog as a guest poet.. ANYWAY.. she can’t last through an entire epic free verse expression of mine.. as i can go on reading hours on end without problem.. but she likes what i read.. and it is something we can share together.. and my wife likes some of it.. and my sister does too.. but some of it.. makes no sense to them.. and better sense to my mother… an experienced poet.. no matter how hard i try to explain it to them.. and that is okay.. haha!.. as there is much of my life that i hated poetry.. thinning of it.. as useless and have a very hard time getting any meaning out of it all.. but as they say.. use it or lose it.. and practice.. and i must practice harder than most… as i have little poetry in me from before the last two years or so.. and honestly it is the last thing in the world i think i will ever be able to do.. or want to do including reading any poetry out loud at all.. smiles again.. but change and using something new is the best of life to me.. now..:)

    Anyway3.. i thought about adding my verbal poetic expression reading online.. but hehe!.. it’s overwhelming enough to the humans senses as it is.. i guess.. smiles..:)

    For now.. i guess2 what i do.. is ‘enough’…;)

  2. Ah. you have added quite a lot.. still I think that when we go out of school we leave with some things that matters and other things that really helps, but other thing we just have to figure out.

    • Oh.. yes Bjorn I totally agree there is stuff of school that are jewels.. and there is a mystery of life that will never be unraveled at school.. and for many never passing that.. AND always more potential to learn both in intellect and human intuition that we are gifted with from birth.. but as science shows now the intuitive mind represses the intellectual mind as well as the converse.. so one must exercise diligence in using both these human potentials in order and art not to lose science or art of life..

      And sadly there is little art or philosophy left in school.. as the science of society roars on with lesser and lesser of the empathy of LOVE that is vital for the long term survival of any social animal with or without complex written language.. culture.. and all the materialistic byproducts of that which of course are mostly antithetical to the heArt experience of human being..

      But anyway.. being retired leaves all the nows to explore and practice it all without reins of work.. culture.. and or religion to repress or oppress US through subjugation and control of illusory fears.. so WE can just let it all go and flow.. and become a greater and greater flow of whatever nautilus shell of art we so will in art and reason to just be now free.. smiles.. and as always thanks for stopping by Bjorn.. and wading through the quite a lot more of it with me here.. smiles again..:)

  3. You definitely developed this, Freddie, from when I read it earlier this week. Part of why I enjoyed being a docent at our art museum was the sad lack of the arts in the school system today. If only they could realize the value of arts education in channeling more destructive emotions and behaviors that kids have to deal with today.

    • Hi Victoria.. thanks for coming by with those kind words.. and so true that the sad lack of arts in our school systems.. are in correlation with the failing grades of emotional and creative intelligence.. including social intelligence.. overall.. as creativity is a natural pArt of the human condition to connect.. from painting faces around the fire lit camps of midnight moons of our distant ancestors.. to the strangest expressions of ART on YouTube and Blogs.. in the new Information Technology World.. haha!..:)

      But anyway..
      the bottom creative line
      is to create.. connect.. and move..
      sometimes in that reverse order or
      any combination that works..:)

  4. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    You have described several memories of school going days so beautifully 🙂

  5. Mary says:

    You were definitely a good looking young man!! Loved those early photos.

    • Ha! you are too kind Mary and very kind too.. and I am 17 in the blue suit for Senior Portrait.. in the Brown Suit with my first Love Sonia.. me at 18 she at 15.. as well as with her in a second photo with flannel shirt on.. and then there is Italian and mixed American Michelle.. 16 in the blue dress and me.. 20.. a couple of weeks before age 21.. in White Prom Way suit for me.. and an invitation by her as we are just friends then.. and interesting trivia note.. years later.. in fact.. about 16 years later.. Michelle is the nurse for my wife recovering from labor in 1997 when our child Ryan is born.. small small world it is.. in these parts where i live.. haha!.. Oh.. then the Guamanian girl is Renee in the Center.. alone.. and my best friend.. and she young too.. about 16.. while i am traversing depression in College.. and sadly she commits suicide in her late twenties or early thirties.. a decade or so later.. a young mother with two children.. and likely attributed to sexual abuse by a Father.. that she confides to me.. years before.. And no.. Katrina is not in any of those pictures as she just moves to Milton in 1978 at 8 years old then.. ten years my junior.. but many people suggest she looks like Sonia.. who is Cuban and Irish.. and Katrina.. Half Pacific Islander with a mix of American Indian.. English and Irish.. and all the other stuff that CAN make American..:)

  6. Glenn Buttkus says:

    OH DAMN, Fred, THAT’S WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT! Along comes OLN & you deliver the FULL MEAL DEAL, more images, lovely Kat, slumbering cats, puffy clouds, sand tracks, lush plants & parking lots, Fred the Mirror Monster, Fred the Dancing Man, Fred the Viking surfer dude with perfect hair, more videos, & the long versions of responses to the original dVerse commenters. I feel satiated & satisfied; thanks, man.

  7. Ha! you are welcome Glenn.. and thanks for the words of encouragement.. AND reading this quickly tonight in the dance hall.. doing my rave dancing.. i cannot help but to think of ‘THE SOUND OF MUSIC’.. AND ‘A FEW OF
    MY FAVORITE THINGS’..
    i start singing
    IT TO MYSELF
    just like this…;)

    AND seriously.. big warning sign toward the end of my work career is when this song comes on sometime around Christmas time..and OH MY GOD.. there is absolutely nothing that I can think of that is my favorite thing.. so consumed by stress that I do not realize Anhedonia.. has already creeped in to my life.. and it is just THAT at that point.. all i can feel is adrenaline.. fight and flight style.. certainly a kind of uncomfortable anxious high.. but nothing like human pleasure…

    AND.. WHEN I FIRST start writing poetic expressions.. i write a post named the ‘Garden of Band-Aid’ attempting to remember all the nice things people haVE said to me in the past.. in an attempt to count some kind of blessings.. even if they are in the distant past..

    http://katiemiaaghogday.blogspot.com/2013/06/visiting-garden-of-band-aid.html

    And truly now.. my entire blog is a “Garden of Band-Aid”S.. a healing force where i can write about my blessings as well as visualize them.. quite/LOUDLY therapeutic it is.. and i guess that is a major reason folks write poetry to count their blessing.. and remember them from the past in words.. too..

    And seriously.. everything about liFe is my Favorite STUFF NOW..
    so it is never difficult for me to express
    that here in words and
    visual symbols/images..
    smiles..:)

    Yes.. for all
    practical intents and purposes:

    I am F**King JULIE ANDREWS/Maria Von Trapp/FunKIng Lady Gaga2..;)
    Or I CAN BE THAT PenGuIn from Happy Feet2..
    In fact.. and dreams.. with imaGiNaTion
    a Truly FREE HUMAN CAN CREATE
    THeIR True WILL Life
    as whoever they
    CHOOSE
    TO BE..
    AS LONG AS THEY
    KEEP MOVING
    CONNECTING
    AND
    CREATING
    TRUTH AND LIGHT..

    And my F**King Hills are ALIVE WITH THE SOUND
    OF MUSIC.. AND YOU TUBE IS my own personal
    Library of songs from thousands of
    years.. and yes..
    the 60’s and 70’s…

    AND maybe one day
    i will compose
    another day..

    yet my
    heArt
    will
    never
    sigh again..

    and who knows
    before this post..
    yes this post
    is done
    that
    sonG

    may come..
    AGAiN2..
    anyWay..
    Fred
    iS
    aLiVe
    aGAiN..:)

    BIGGER SMiLESX2..:)

    Yes.. my HeArt
    is blessed
    with MusicK
    and i
    am
    singing
    again!

    AND climbing every
    mountain and
    OMG!
    that whole
    dam movie
    The SOUND
    OF
    MUSIC IS
    THE BEST EVER!

    WHEN WE SING
    TOGETHER
    CLIMBING
    EVERY
    MOUNTAIN
    AND HELPING
    ALL UP TO THE
    HIGHEST PEAKS
    OF
    LOVE’S
    DREAM!

    Oh and GOD these comments ARE MORE FUN.. THAN
    THE HOST BODY OF poetic aesthetic expressions..
    and your comment about my ‘Perfect Hair’ albeit
    i do not have the ability to capture the
    escaping hair on the top of
    my head with selfie
    way.. and ‘A Full
    Meal’ of Chinese
    food that i
    do partake
    in ForTuneS
    CooKies Ways..
    oh Yeah AND…
    my FreeST Verse NUdE
    Poetry Too.. is THAT
    i MUST honor the ‘BEASTY
    FREDDY’ TOO.. ‘DOING
    THE WEREWOLVES
    OF LONDON’..
    DRINKING
    NOTHING
    BUT
    DANCE
    AT OLD
    SEVILLE
    QUARTER..
    WITH UNSUSPECTING
    LOVELY BASHFUL
    LADIES
    DRINKING
    OF
    MY
    DANCE
    of LIFE..
    and yeah.. THAT
    GIRL in the photo
    above is what ‘THEY’
    ‘CALL’ ‘marrying material’
    for the single dudes tHere..
    SHE is UltiMate SWEET AND so
    are my other Girl Dance Friends2..
    some of which are more atTuned
    to my nude free verse
    poetry
    too..
    as some Girls
    LIKE a Beast
    now and then
    and now again2..:)

    Yeah.. there is
    a human beast
    lurking in
    all HUMAN
    cellars..
    in my
    case
    not any
    further than
    a restricted
    Google
    Adult
    Blog
    Link..
    butT my
    ConVeNant
    wITh THE
    GOD THAT
    IS ALL THAT
    IS.. IS TO SHARE
    IT ALL WITH
    DUE RESPECT
    OF LOCAL
    STATE
    AND
    FEDERAL
    LAWS.. AFTER
    ALL IS SAID
    AND DONE
    THAT GOD
    HEALS
    ME
    FROM
    HELL TO
    HEAVEN
    SO YEAH..
    I AM FEARLESS
    IN THAT WAY..
    AS ONE
    WILL
    BE
    WHEN
    THEY
    FACE
    GOD
    WITHIN
    THIS WAY..
    Every NOW
    i sEE a major
    Hollywood Artist
    like Britney
    meltdown..
    shave her
    hair or
    someone
    get
    all naked
    like Miley
    Cyrus i
    feel
    they
    too
    KNOWING
    FEEL ALL
    THIS TOO..
    BUT IT IS
    A CLUB
    OF NOT
    MANY
    AND GROWING
    TOO.. KINDA
    LIKE A RAPTURE
    OF CLOTHES IF
    YOU WILL OR NOT..
    SMILES.. AND
    NO.. one
    does not
    have
    to take
    material
    clothes
    OFF TO SHED
    CULTURAL
    AND RELIGIOUS
    ONES TO GET FREE!..:)

    YEAH.. I HAVE TO SAY
    AND DO A BUNCH OF
    FUNNY reAlly SILLY
    AND WiLD ST** TO
    GET TO THE
    CRUX
    OF
    WHAT
    i AM
    REaLLY
    DOiNG HErE..;)

    The difference
    between me
    and many
    is i AM
    totAlly
    transParent
    and easy to
    see for those
    with THOSE
    eYes and eArs
    to sEE and hEAR..:)

    AnyWay.. OH GOD Thanks
    Glenn.. don’t kNow
    if you’ll ever
    see this
    comment
    RESPONSE
    but YES..
    you are most
    definitely instruMental
    in inspiRing my next
    Free Verse Epic Blog
    Post coming shortly
    after i respond to
    all the poet’s
    dVerse Stuff
    on the TRAIL
    OF THAT.. and
    the next one
    sometime later
    will be named
    “i AM F**King
    Maria Von
    Trapp”..
    i thINK
    about
    ‘Julie
    Andrews’
    but ‘Maria
    Von Trapp’
    iS a niGhtLy
    Kool NAme
    ASITIS
    kiNda A
    MiX of
    dArk
    and
    LIgHT..;)

  8. kaykuala h says:

    While school is a discovery, leaving school is an adventure as shown in the great pics here. And it lingers on throughout life!

    Hank

    • Yes.. truly SCHOOL IS A LINGERING DISCOVERY AND THEN COMES
      ADVENTURE.. UP AND DOWN a spiraling path of NOW’S PRESENT
      AND OMG looking back through the photos and stories
      my life is both the Wonder Years.. and the Scariest
      Movie ever.. but anyway SIX feet above NOW
      is SO much nicer
      than a dirt
      nap..
      Life Lingers BEST PERHAPS
      when ONE IS FULLY ALIVE
      AND BEEN TO BOTH HELL
      AND HEAVEN.. NICE TO
      BE IN THE
      SECOND
      PLACE
      FOR
      NOW..
      And Thanks
      Hanks for
      dropping
      by!..:)

  9. Sumana Roy says:

    lots of photos today and some additions…and my ears are still tuned to the sound of music 🙂 thank you…

  10. x says:

    I hope that my students leave with a little greater understanding of life around them and how what they learned intersects with it or I have not done my job. I know not all teachers ate that way but …

    • Well friend and TEACHER MR.. X.. and obviously a
      GREAT ONE AT THAT.. as you bring up
      THAT subject AT the Poet’s PUB
      before I go by the
      Teaching University
      of the DEAD POET’S
      SOCIETY WHERE
      WE TEAR THE
      PAGES OUT
      OF THE RULE
      BOOK AND
      GAIN SOME
      F**KING
      FUNKING
      COMMON SENSE..
      and simply live life
      once again.. as FREE..
      and OUTSIDE THE
      DAM BOX.. and this
      remindS me of
      BILL O’REILLY
      AND I’LL TALE YA
      WHY.. Bill is just A
      Clown on
      Fox news and
      not always
      a nice clown
      but never the
      less the dude
      gets in contact
      with a Holy
      Creative Spirit
      and helps to write
      his book named
      ‘KILLING JESUS’ APPROPRIATELY
      DESCRIBING HIS LIFE AS A MAN
      INSTEAD OF A MYTH.. and then
      a major MEME OF THE MOVIE IS
      JESUS CHALLENGING THE ORDER
      OF THE TIME AKA SOCIETY’S
      ESTABLISHED CURRICULUM
      AND BY GOD THAT IS
      PRECISELY WHAT
      IS WRONG
      WITH THE
      SCHOOL SYSTEM
      IS THE CURRICULUM
      IS OFTEN SET IN STONE
      WITH TEACHERS WHO
      ARE SET IN FUNDAMENTALIST
      stones too.. particularly in RED STATE
      areas like mine where you almost have
      to be part of the First Baptist Fundamentalist
      cliques across the county which include all
      other fundamentalist church ways
      to even get a frigging JOB.. NOW
      NOT NEARLY AS BAD AS
      THAT IS IN THE 60’S AND
      70’S IN my formative
      elementary and
      secondary
      school years
      with SOME.. YES..
      IMPROVEMENT
      NOW but i have
      to wait until
      college
      and
      a PHILOSOPHY
      CLASS TO FINALLY
      GET A DEAD POET’S
      SOCIETY TEACHER
      AND THAT CHANGES
      THE COURSE OF
      MY LIFE..
      UP UNTIL THEN..
      NO TEACHER
      CHANGES MY
      LIFE TO ANY
      real extent
      that
      makes
      IT BETTER..
      TEACHERS LIKE
      THAT ARE PRICELESS
      AND I FEEL YOU ARE
      THE SAME
      MY
      FRIEND
      SO
      TEACH
      ON
      AND KEEP
      MOVING
      OUT OF
      THE BOX
      OF CURRICULUM’S
      PRISON IMPRISONING
      CHILDREN NO DIFFERENT
      THAN THE OLD ORDER
      OF KILLING JESUS
      OR THE HATING
      CONGREGATIONS
      OF STUDENTS
      AND TEACHERS
      INSPIRED
      BY
      FUNDAMENTALIST
      WAYS OF HATING
      DIFFERENT..:)

      And here is a video
      i take from the ‘Wrong Planet’..
      MOST people there are Book
      Smart.. but they have
      little To NOT COMMON
      SENSE OF GUT.. AND
      WITHOUT GUT
      THERE IS
      NO TRUTH
      AND LIGHT
      IN LOGIC..
      CREATIVITY
      HAS BEEN
      CENSORED THERE
      SO I AM BANNED
      FROM HELL FOR
      A MONTH.. AND
      I HAVE DECIDED
      THAT LUCIFER ME
      IS ON PERMANENT
      VACATION FROM
      HELL AS METAPHOR
      OF COURSE.. THAT
      MF IN PLACE
      IS NOT
      ONE I’M
      GOING
      BACK
      TO
      AGAIN..;)

      And that video has only about 5K views on YouTube
      but REAL COMMON SENSE AND TRUTH AND
      LIGHT AIN’T A POPULARITY
      CONTEXT.. NEO
      IS FREE..
      WITH OR
      WITHOUT
      FOLLOWERS..;)

      And yeah.. when the video says
      that folks only use 10% of their
      brain.. we have to keep
      in mind that
      brain and
      mind are
      not the
      same material
      reductionist thingy
      that can be viewed on
      a brain scan.. sure all
      brains are organic but
      DIFFERENT KINDS OF
      INTELLIGENCES
      ARE MYRIAD
      AND UNEXPLORED
      BY MOST FOLKS
      WHO NEVER LOOK
      WITHIN TO FIND
      THEM RANGING
      FROM MUCH GREATER
      PHYSICAL.. EMOTIONAL..
      SENSORY.. EXISTENTIAL
      SEXUAL.. MUSICAL.. VISUAL
      METAPHORICALLY POETICally..
      OH MY GOD THE LIST OF
      INTELLIGENCES THAT
      COMPRISE OVER 99%..
      NOT JUST
      90% OF HUMAN POTENTIAL
      DROWNING WITH STANDARD IQ
      LIKE A DROP
      IN THE
      OCEAN
      THAT IS
      JUST
      ELEMENTARY
      Fundamentally
      INCORRECT WHOLLY
      MY DEAR.. WATSON
      AND NEVER EVER
      THE FULLER TRUTH
      AND LIGHT OF HUMAN POTENTIAL..:)
      WHERE MOST FOLKS USE 1% OF POTENTIAL
      HUMAN INTELLIGENCES AND THAT IS WHERE THE
      REAL TRUTH AND LIGHT LIVES IN THE SYNERGY
      OF THE HUMAN MIND AND BODY IN BALANCE MOVING..
      CONNECTING.. CREATING.. WITH ALL OTHER HUMANS
      AND THE REST OF NATURE AKA THE FORCE AKA GOD
      AND SO MANY OTHER
      METAPHORS
      FOR
      THE
      CORE FORCE
      OF ALL THAT IS..
      THAT WE MOST ALL
      CAN HARNESS LIKE
      NUCLEAR ENERGY NOW!..:)

  11. ANYWAY AGAIN.. IT’S 2:30 PM CENTRAL TIME now.. and now
    i shall embark iNJOY oF poeticAlly responding
    to 45 pieces of poetry on the
    dVerse Online Poetry PUB
    site.. and that is gonna
    be fun.. perhaps long..
    but never the LESS
    F.U.N..:)

    ^^^
    Ironic Karmic
    COMMENT..
    LOVE IT..
    and no
    surprise..
    my comments
    are never approved
    there butt..
    But anyway..
    Brilliant
    Poem..
    Poems
    that are shallow
    are fun but deep
    is whEre i Love to
    go MOST.. as Deepest
    Oceans house the most
    eclectic electric creatures
    and you Bjorn..IN this way..
    often take me tHere my kind
    friend.. when i too see deeper
    with yoUr eyes that we all can
    potentiAlly attempt to share..
    but anyway.. back to your
    Poem.. yes.. Life.. a
    road.. a long road
    to end.. a means
    establishing so
    far to meet
    an end..
    but truly
    the eyes of a child
    not yet captured by
    a culture that ends
    can
    mean
    Life
    aGain..:)

    Travelers all we are
    journeying a life
    of pleasing
    dis
    ease..
    goodbyes are
    best met with
    future hellos
    no matter
    travelers
    go
    with
    us
    Now..:)

    Endings are best
    following blue
    skies
    in
    my
    being..:)

    So true for those that have difficulty connecting to
    a child of mind.. may hide a darker side
    that cannot connect
    to a play of life..
    there is nothing
    sharper hanging
    than
    knife
    poking
    a strung
    around
    heArt
    that no
    longer
    plays
    with
    children’s
    eyes.. and
    yes if i know
    someone like
    this i might
    feel
    the same
    in fact
    i can
    relate
    to it
    as cats
    purr old
    knives
    and rope
    tales of
    discontent
    hidden by
    bottles
    and purrs…
    GenerAlly
    speaking
    Dog people
    Love children
    smiles.. i feel
    this is not about
    you my friend..;)

    Ah.. yes.. eye
    says so
    much
    more
    than
    I..:)

    Just to be clear..Feeling..
    Friend kanzensakura..
    i never express
    WHAT A poem
    means for
    the person
    who writes
    it.. only
    how it
    makes
    me feel..
    i am not
    educated
    enough or
    educated at
    all in poetry
    to offer any
    thing else
    but my
    personal
    feelings
    of
    INSPIRATION
    in response..
    with smiles..
    in other words..
    i will never attempt
    to tale you anything
    about how you ‘see’ the
    world.. but of course my
    view is valid as well.. smiles..
    for
    only
    me in
    MY Being..:)

    Boots Struggling
    changing few shoes
    comforTing
    conSoling
    liGhtiNg Feat..
    greaTest
    Artists
    histoRinGinG
    Lore wear
    worn
    boots
    IN tatteRings
    Shoeless Blue NOW..:)

    Ah.. to make a Cookie
    a leave of Grass
    a Cathedral
    a Planet
    and ALL
    Sacred as
    one can
    make IT
    Be.. IS to Live
    Sacred and Worthy
    of a Prayer for NOW..:)

    Ah.. Patriarchy
    feeling silence
    ‘tween sire
    and sons..
    where Fear
    replaces
    Love and
    Force Desires
    moves past
    Tender
    Loving
    hands..
    if ‘Barry
    Manilow’
    is a cowboy
    nothing changes
    as ships of sires
    and sons
    still
    pass while
    listening
    for Siren
    Songs..:)

    And what a wonderful
    world we live in
    now.. where
    if someone
    does not understand
    what A ‘Barry Manilow’
    is they can Google
    it with quote
    marks.. but
    i guess
    i should
    hyperlink
    for ease..
    but
    nah..
    culture is
    already too
    dam functionally
    disabling to make it
    MORE maniLOW
    instead of
    maniHIGH..
    NO Google
    for THAT..
    smiles..;)

    Amazing in life how truly dark
    stories become Sparkling
    Light musing
    feelings to
    come and find..
    i cherish my
    dark memories
    and sometimes
    wish i can
    remember
    more..
    as the
    dark challenge
    may eventuAlly
    Sparkle Most
    in Dreams of Life
    come fruitiOn wITh
    SparKing LIgHT..:)

    ComiNg back to place of challenge
    wiTh fresh eYes.. seeinG deTails
    greater mindful awareness
    relaxing eyes
    see more of
    what IS theRe..
    PooL of Life IS
    Larger without
    swimming lessons
    FixinG strokes clock..:)

    Old towns on small highways..
    Business goes..
    withering away..
    people staying
    separating
    inside..
    outside..
    all around
    but online
    is no end
    for some
    who
    otherwise
    will be
    separated
    again..:)

    A Poet’s House of Brick
    Can stand a treat or trick
    A Muse.. a Line Fine Brine
    Salty Sea of Ocean Brew
    i am Free.. i am NO TooL..:)

    A Book.. A Radio.. A TV
    Black and White..
    Color comes..
    Brighter and
    Sharper ones..
    VCR’s will then
    record IT
    all.. And
    tape decks
    too.. And
    next a
    promise
    of HDTV
    BUT computers
    beat THAT to the
    PUNCH.. CARD
    and
    next thing ya.. Oh!
    nO.. the Internet
    Destroys ‘ALL’ OF THAT
    IN INTERACTION WAY
    OF PEN PALS
    ACROSS
    A NEW
    GLOBE
    HIVE
    ALIVE..
    FINaLLY
    HUMANITY’s
    POTENTIAL
    HAS A VOICE
    OF
    ONE..:)

    Silent Pens..
    Silent Words..
    World FULL of Input..
    Working Responsibilities..
    Culture full of STUFF..
    and then theRe is
    RealiTy
    and noNe
    of THAT
    wHere Pens
    and Words
    rule
    heArt
    of
    US
    as wEll
    as eYes
    of Flesh and Blood
    Moving.. Connecting.. SpiRit
    Creating We for NOW
    Mind and Body
    Balancing SoUls..
    Then again..
    for most tHere
    IS Alarm Clock
    illusion
    of some
    thing
    else..:)

    Rebornevernow..
    neverbe
    bornordie
    @ALL
    sosAd
    soMe
    neVerLiVe
    @ALL
    nOrLife
    noRDeath
    onLy
    CoffiNow..:)

    Couch Potatos
    eating brothers heArt..
    other family members..
    and friends.. Hungry
    Couches.. Eat
    Poor Moving
    Connecting
    Creating
    SpiRit
    where
    inPut
    rules
    and oUT
    put never goes..
    to eat a balancing
    meal of mind
    and body
    soUL..:)

    For me.. to bless the dead
    is for them to live
    on in eyes of
    words in
    dance
    of
    Life..
    Love
    never ends
    this way
    for a
    soul
    that
    never
    dies
    in eYes
    of LOVE..:)

    Oh M G..! Jewel Grey..! This is IT..! tHIS forGETTING
    sonG..! and oneFEELS Christina Perri
    SinGs NOT of thiS worLd..
    if one sinGs.. a soNg..
    anothEr
    voice of
    ancestors
    comes through
    theRe is magic
    beholding
    eYes
    of GOD
    Dancing
    Slowly
    in an empty
    room.. wHere
    another voice
    comes
    deep
    within..
    sometimes
    THAT Voice
    is VERY
    DEEP
    and often
    AngeLic
    CelTic
    hiGh..
    wherEver spiRit
    Flows within
    above
    below
    outside
    all around
    WE who
    travel
    wITh
    gHost
    beFore
    REAL
    SPIRiT
    NoW
    heARt
    BREAKs
    OUT
    SPIrIT
    wE
    RISE
    AgAIN
    SUN’S
    PHOENIX
    NEvER
    DIES
    VOICES
    GOD
    WHERe
    VOCAL
    CHORDS
    BIRD
    HEAVEN
    FLyS
    GLOwING
    SOLoING
    LOvING
    I’M RUNNING
    OUT OF WORDS
    I’M
    THERE.. OH
    GOD! i’M THErE
    AgAIN.. SaME
    PLACE
    RAvING
    DANcING
    SPINnING
    FLOwING
    MELtING
    GOD
    IS
    IN
    ME
    NOwGOD!
    i DO SO
    want otHeRs
    JUSTOFEEL
    GOD
    ONCE
    JUST
    ONCE
    JUST
    ONCE
    ALiVE
    iNUS..:)

    NO liFe
    heArt
    places
    wHere
    Love
    never
    borns
    aLive..
    Love liVes
    in those
    born alive..
    dies in
    those
    other
    lives..
    ashes
    cigarette LVE..:)

    A little detoUr
    to HelL and NirvAna
    and NOW
    back to
    HOW DEEP
    IS YOUR LOVE..;)

    A sliver of heaven are
    we.. darker realities
    abound in
    simple
    Universe
    flow of creation
    and destruction
    as star
    explosion
    dust
    we
    flow..
    spiraling
    Galaxy
    Suns
    are
    we..
    reflecting
    ALLTHATIS..:)

    Well.. it used to be that
    diamonds are a
    girl’s best
    friend but
    i KNOW
    some
    girls now
    won’t
    mind
    a boob
    ‘com
    pli
    ment’
    poweR
    of eYes
    often
    beat
    words..
    smiLes..
    and my
    favoRite
    pArt are
    GIRL’S EyES..:)

    Lots of Love
    i most often
    find
    dance
    beats
    words
    and silence
    as dance
    can
    be
    softer
    than
    silence..:)

    Stories of Numerology tale
    that some folks completing
    all levels of earthly
    task can come
    back and enjoy
    the Cloud
    or shoot
    for the
    heavenly
    Star
    with
    Angel
    Guns
    and THOSE
    GUNS are
    a draw for me..:)

    Shorter days
    crave lighter
    feels
    of
    longer
    eyes
    of
    Flowing
    Creation
    Activity
    Now
    ’til
    day break
    reigns once
    again LONG..:)

    Sometimes a simple
    LUST for LIFE
    beats
    thinking
    about IT
    @ALL..:)
    And that’s
    coming from
    someone writing
    11 million words
    in 57 months@ALL..;)

    And sometimes the
    miNd has feelings
    that kNow no
    words.. as
    heArt.. ex
    presSing
    SpirIT
    as SonG
    of SoUL
    and people
    like to say
    that GOD’s
    got a thiNg
    for words..:)

    Oh.. Love.. scatTered
    aBout in 40,000
    pieCes in Albert
    Hall..
    or a
    Beatles
    Song of
    Aggman
    and Walrus
    SHells..
    i
    sup
    pose
    INnate
    INstinct
    and INtuition
    will find a way
    to put HumPty
    DumPty togetHeR
    again with ALL sand
    and water as silt whiTe
    glue.. Loving Green HAM
    eggs and ham again.. eggs
    spoken by True Prophet EGGS
    of Beatle Men and Doctor Seuss..
    Hmm.. oh! my rabbit HOLE form looks
    better than the furry filling within NOw.:)

    A place of life
    so deep
    in cotton
    BALL
    coffin
    grey
    where
    paper
    like existence
    knows only
    time and
    feeling no
    longer
    exists
    @ALL..
    where
    every
    second
    of life
    is a thousand
    years of dying
    with no senses.. feeling..
    IN liVing vamPire death..
    and tHEY Say it is OnLY JUsT..
    a mYth.. tHey lie.. thEy lie.. LiE
    ThEY
    LiE..:)

    Pain Fire Fear
    where is bottom
    fall.. where
    do rocks
    fall
    where
    bottom
    lies
    where
    do we
    go
    when
    bottom
    lies
    a
    way
    up
    no hope
    no faith
    no nothing
    just will
    just
    will survive
    as all who
    cast down
    get here now..:)

    Magician lives
    waiting
    sinking
    rising
    falling
    making
    Life
    Again..
    Magic
    heArt
    singing spiRit
    dancing mind and
    body souls balancING
    Living Light Living Love
    Magic Feat
    step
    beat
    again..:)

    Truly amazing most animals
    walk with shores
    as Life
    and most
    only
    humans
    walk
    against
    shores
    as death..
    And humans
    think.. and
    humans
    think
    think
    thINk
    lost..
    losing
    lost…
    waiting
    for waves
    to come back
    AS Ocean of LOVE..:)

    Executive Officer
    of ship on land
    tales.. oh
    GOD THAT ‘Walker’
    Janitor.. the black
    man with an
    IQ of less
    that stellar
    is FiN so
    dam Happy…
    Oh the ignorance
    of knowledge grows
    as sadness fills a
    shell well HELL
    And A Ghost
    Dance
    Grows
    ON..
    wITh ancestors
    sinGiNG LaLa..La..La..La..La
    La..LaLa.. i frigging heArtED
    you so..then and always now..:)

    Love.. River that seems
    to grow more softly
    than strongly
    where
    gentle
    streams
    spread Twinkle Lights
    in eYes.. and LOUDer
    EYES.. WAVES Flood
    over flowing
    drown Chalice
    Loving
    Peace..:)

    Of all the hardships.. toils and troubles
    of humans one thing stands true
    brighter than most others..
    the sun still shines
    on all of
    darker
    and lighter
    human fate..:)

    Oh a dream
    a faucet
    a cup
    that
    never
    runneth
    less than
    full as pumping
    waters love to homes
    of life.. oh what we take
    for granted in what our
    ancestors and some
    still do suffer
    for just
    a drop
    of what
    we have..:)

    Ah.. yes.. when even
    a purr can be
    a demand
    to FEED
    MEnOW
    I AM YOUR
    ALARM
    CLOCK
    FOR
    ME..
    smiles
    cats can
    get away
    with anything
    just by purring
    a word
    of
    Truth
    and
    heArt..:)

    An older cat for me.. where chest
    does not seem to rise
    or fall.. paws
    for pause
    a breath
    desire
    for furry
    Love
    flux
    next
    heart
    beat alive
    RELIEF..:)

    If only i have a dime
    for every time
    i attempt
    to explain
    what
    i am
    all on
    about
    to my wife
    when she says
    no.. just stop..
    i cannot take
    it anymore
    that might
    explain
    Y thEre
    are 11 million
    pieces of
    me here
    all over
    the online
    place..
    i could sure
    make some
    calls on
    phone
    booths
    of old
    and
    ONES
    OF NEW..;)

    HAHA!.. well..
    at least wITh me..
    when you wish
    for comments
    be careful what
    you wish for..
    for some..
    be
    afraid..
    be
    very afraid..
    smiles with
    due satire..
    and i shortened
    aVersion of this
    as well for NOW..;)

    Tuning stations of
    human mind and
    body in balance..
    Creation Activity
    of Nature’s way
    social cognition
    with humans too..
    office work UGH
    and mechanical
    cognition death
    of human
    heArt..
    expresSing
    emotion
    as human
    spiRit
    well
    bal
    ance
    soUl
    in mind
    and body
    balance..
    a simple
    equation
    of Yin
    and Yang
    that still passes
    any test of science so far
    for human being well being..:)

    Oh God yes.. the greaTest Sin
    of the lies of human
    perfection fostered
    first by sidewalks
    of life.. and weed
    killer to slay
    the wildest
    dandELIONS
    of human
    beings too..
    i go by the
    Jack London
    rule book of
    human.. practice
    free and you will
    be set free..
    walk on
    sidewalks
    and they
    will rule
    US..:)

    Well.. for me at least
    the answer is SO simple
    as to why for decades
    i feel like a two-dimensional
    human being.. i simply
    never move all
    around
    limiting
    both
    my brain
    and body
    to smaller
    metaphor
    of less than
    three dimensions..
    and yes.. this applies
    to most stuff human
    Life.. use it or lose
    IT applies to all
    stuff seen
    and unseen
    with human
    beinGs
    ALLISPRACTICE..:)

    Oh rules rules rules..
    i for one love this
    poem and
    in fact
    when i
    read
    poems
    i rarely
    notE
    who writes
    them.. i FEEL
    seriously.. it’s
    the FEEL
    that counts
    and Sharing
    Truth and
    LIGHT
    is
    the
    bottom
    LINE..
    but yeah..
    i am the most
    LIBERAL PERSON
    ON THE EARTH AND
    SO IS JESUS.. THEN..
    but yeah.. unlike then we
    have 100% of me and only
    18% of what he dOES and
    i am no one special
    just a servant/
    SOLDiER
    of GOD
    like him
    that will
    be STEAMING
    FRIGGING MAD
    TO KNOW THAT
    FOLKS WORSHIP
    A MAN MORE
    THAN
    GOD..
    oh yeah..
    i tales
    it as
    THE TRUTH
    AND LIGHT
    TOO for NOW
    as the Kingdom
    of Heaven is
    ALREADY
    HERE
    NOW..
    Smiles..
    and welcome
    to a dVersity
    of Poetry
    folks..
    but don’t
    worry.. i am
    the only
    ‘strange’
    one
    here
    and
    yeah
    SO IS
    Jesus too..
    THEN.. AND
    YES i can
    say that
    with
    confidence
    as history
    shows the
    same
    for
    all
    folks
    who walk
    as TRUTH
    AND LIGHT
    numbering
    in
    thou
    sands..
    maybe
    MIL
    LIONS..
    as GOD’s
    unknown
    Servants
    and Soldiers..:)

    There is enough food
    in the world
    but nearly
    NOT enough
    Love.. particularly
    among those so-called
    folks committed
    to Loving
    neighbors
    as their self
    which certainly
    has no borders
    at
    ALL..:)

    Ah yes.. and if we can INK
    everyone like
    this without
    worry
    of JEALous
    LOVE
    then
    the world
    will turn
    in LOVE..:)

    In all shapes and sizes
    of humanity
    heArt
    PeNny
    under WILL
    and Tracks
    of LOVE
    WILL
    NOT
    diSappear
    as Long
    as Tender
    coIn of
    Loving
    CARE..:)

    Ah to be truly born in Nature having
    the opportunity to sense and feel
    all of IT WitH
    potential human
    feelings and senses
    is a sure place of
    connectedness
    with Nature and
    US and
    co-pilots
    of LIFE
    AND LOVE
    wITh GOD aS WELL..:)

    YES! finished with
    dVerse for now..
    with an
    additional
    poem from
    Mr. X
    and one from
    ‘new’ poet
    “Jewel Grey”..
    making a Grand
    Total of Poetic
    expressions in
    response to 47..
    13 hours for
    this pArt
    at 3:37AM
    finishing
    time
    NOW..:)

  12. Well done, albeit exhausting. 🙂

  13. C.C. says:

    I really enjoyed the way you described your memories from school…your voice is so unique and yet relatable as you share your thoughts from those years. Very interesting to read. Thanks for sharing so openly 🙂

    • Hi C.C.. thanks for dropping by with those kind words.. and some folks suggest i am so open.. my brains are gonna fall out.. but nah.. they are on the ‘pages’…

      I think..FEEL humans are STILL EVOLVING TO Share..

      And i admit for decades i totAlly
      forget how..

      Now…

      i remember
      and my dream
      of being like
      my orating
      elders
      is at
      least
      on pageS..

      And unlike Oral Tradition
      IT is built to Last AND FIRST with Servers..;)

      AND ANYWAY every time i see your user name i am reminded
      of ‘this song’.. when affection is part of the
      music scene in the 70’s.. now music
      is hard driving and mostly
      not soft like this
      but yes.. i for
      one Rave Dance
      but i for one
      am still as
      soft inside
      as i am
      in the 70’s
      and i’m not
      sure how to
      revive that
      but i’m
      gonna
      try..
      smiles..
      and yes.. THANKS
      to YouTUBE
      i
      CAN
      JUST
      DO
      IT
      NOW…
      BIG BOYS DON’T
      CRY.. BIG BOYS
      DON’T CRY..
      YES..

      THEY
      just DO IT..:)

      10CC.. IS
      CORRECT..:)

  14. M says:

    you write with such power, Fred ~

    • Hi M.. that is so kind of you to stop by with
      that Powerful word of appreciation..
      for so many years i am
      so weak in words
      my only
      response
      to what ya been
      doing is two words..
      working working..
      Well that’s
      still True..
      i never get
      payment of
      even one Google
      Advertising Penny
      for all of this..
      but i for one
      Work for Love
      and THAT IS
      THE MOST POWERFUL
      HUMAN FORCE IN THE
      UNIVERSE.. IN FACT
      IT IS THE
      FORCE..
      AND NOT
      NECESSARILY
      JUST THE TOUCHY
      FEELY KIND OF
      LOVE EITHER..
      YES the Unconditional
      Tough Passionate
      FORCE THAT
      also
      MOVES
      CONNECTS
      AND CREATES
      Meteors
      through
      SPACE
      UNTIL ‘ThEY’
      MAKE A BIG
      CRASH AND OR SPLASH
      OR AND JUST DISSIPATE
      AS COSMIC DUST UNTIL
      THEY COME AGAIN..;)

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