i can metaphor but like Abe says
i cannot tale a lie.. i have to put at
least quotes around THAT to hint that it is only metaphor..
sMiles.. again.. and i feel your rib.. Shawna.. Eve.. or Adam.. and to be brutAlly honest.. most of the time i think you are X.. but at SOME NOWS.. you seem realZ as Shawna too.. it WiLL be nice to have one more friend.. but if it is all X.. that is enough too.. for so few of who see all of who i am.. and are brave enough to come here and encourage me face to face..:)
But anyway.. Pope Francis is the first REAL Pope-FACEBOOKLIKE INCARNATION of Jesus that i know of as the Catholic religion is both me and my Grandfather Leo’s special interest.. as a Catholic Priest and Legal Counsel to the Vatican in his role as priest there.. then off to South Africa.. and finally Taylor county Florida where he weds and eventually beds his 17 year-old Cajun wife.. my grandmother.. he 36 years old.. and not nearly as scandalous as the Catholic Church dirt more fully exposed in recent years..
Yes.. Pope Francis wears the real sandals of Jesus.. a Chemistry Major..
a Bar Bouncer and Harley Driver.. the dude comes in out of the
Ivory Tower.. and has real life experience
before he starts out as Priest..
a welcome breath of fresh air..
of locked in priests in
that by overbearing conservative
fundamentalist leaning Catholics..
He IS THE REAL DEAL.. and oh GOD.. isn’t Modern graphics amazing.. he does look real in those photos.. and although he likely will never promote what i do.. publicAlly or ever know me.. at least in how most people view the world in statistical probability..
i FEEL HE WILL TOTALLY AGREE WITH WHAT i do..
outside the Labyrinth ruling Catholic Church..
But here’s the deal.. breaker of MAKER..
religion rules.. it has for thousands of years..
and since the folks in religion are the one’s MOREOVER AND MOREUNDER doing the reproducing.. REAL Emotional change of human heArt.. SPIRIT.. AND SOUL.. must come from inside the church walls.. eventually.. to make real change a reality around the globe in the two major religions of Islam and Christianity..
These two religions.. and others of course.. along with some secular ways of living.. are doing the environment AND GOD AS WHOLE ALLONE.. a great injustice by abhorring GOD’s Nature’s REAL BALANCE.. IN ALL NATURAL HUMAN AND OTHER ANIMAL WAYS OF homosexuality.. and methods of birth control.. of which we have kinder more gentler technological ways of doing that
THANKS GOD.. than the infanticide of
hundreds of thousands of years..
by humans and other social animals alike.. who will
DO WHATEVER IT TAKES FOR THE species as whole to survive.. including the immediate blood relatives.. who are already here and viable.. when physical and yes.. the emotional resources of stress induced life become low.. yes.. intolerably LOW for continued OVERALL survival..
It’s like the Presidency.. the times are changing.. we get Bill who admits to holding it in his mouth but not inhaling.. and then the new definition of sex.. from some seed on Monica’s Dress.. and the SUPER PSYCHOPATHIC LEANING
ADMINISTRATION OF GW.. OUTSIDE OF the real human General Colin Powell.. and the OH MY GOD Reggae King Obama.. with Dreadlocks or NOT.. side note.. massive Thunderstorm here since midnight.. better post.. save.. and
resume this comment before IT Knocks IT off the Internet..
and will continue it on..
in case you come back
before i finish
we get 11
*end side note..
Okay.. but anyway.. before i forget.. thanks for all the nice compliments and encouraging words that you bring here today for me.. people do give me feedback in real life.. that i inspire them.. with compliments ranging up to Dance Legend/Hero or haha! Dance icon for my metro area.. that i canNOT imagine and or
FATHOM i will ever hear in life.. as a 66 month shut in.. in my bedroom.. with only computer screen for eyes.. and little human feelings.. where all is PAIN instead of emotional life of human being
TRUE FEELINGS OF OCEAN HUMAN EYES
AND EARS IN FEELING SENSING NOW..
AND when i am in middle school and an outcast.. with so much heart.. and a fragile body then as gifted by GOD.. i wanna be a track star.. a basketball player.. a football player.. so.. so much more.. but my arms are but string beans and when i strip naked at night.. my body is a flat board of weakness.. but again there is that heart inside.. that spirit that shines so bright.. even though the soul of me is so far out of balance in mind and body as whole.. so i dream one night that i become a rainbow.. so tall and strong.. and i am saving the world.. just saving the world..
And Jesus becomes my besTest friend.. no.. not in church.. and no.. not even in bible.. but in a song named ‘Jesus Christ Superstar’.. as i play the piano in middle school by sheet music.. and i have the whole song book in piano about Jesus Christ Superstar and i wanna bring Jesus back to life now.. yes.. i wanna be Jesus.. and now at Catholic Church my Monsignor Mike Priest who is my old high school nerd buddy in Tennis.. tales us
THAT is our goal IN METAPHOR AND LITERAL REALITY..
as Catholics.. when we eat that bread and drink
that wine as metaphor for THE REAL HUMAN
JESUS.. WHO SACRIFICES HIS
FLESH AND BLOOD LIFE AS BREAD AND WINE..
FOR THE LOVE OF ALL OF US AND THE REST OF
NATURE TRUTH AND LIGHT AKA GOD..:)
Yeah.. we could have been in ‘The Big Bang Theory’ TV show then.. both of US.. (JESUS OR MIKE… YOUR GUESS HEHe!) top 10.. school material .. well yeah.. i come in at 11 out of 381 tied with my best friend Lynn.. to tale the truth.. the whole truth and nothing but the truth.. like Abe.. but anyway all i can do then.. is play the song Jesus Christ SuperStar in a talent show and i am so rocked by emotional spirit inside.. that after i play the song i can barely walk straight and i already have enough problems with motor control.. anyway.. and the audience of school peers erupt in laughter.. as i look like a roach who has just hit a can OF Raid with a deep INHALE.. OF IT..
OKAY.. i can laugh at it now too.. but then.. it was like my way back in.. the only thing special i could do to be finAlly liked by the crowd.. and i feel then.. that they cannot feel the Spirit of Christ in me.. as it should be so overwhelming it drives a person to their knees in ecstasy of feeling the spirit of GOD inside us outside us.. above so below.. and all around us.. oh well.. anyway.. my mixed striped Dachshund still Loves me Unconditionally then.. before i find him on the side of the road.. escaping the fence later that year.. and greets me when i make the long lonely walk home from school.. and i have to pee so bad that i pee in my pants on my front porch before i get in as i can no longer hold it.. FUCKING CULTURE..
bust a bladder..
cause ya can’t even pee in the woods legal..
on the side of the roads.. FUCK CULTURE.. but i digress.. wInks..;)
Oh yeah.. and then high school.. and i am in the football stands dreaming of being a football star imagining running back and forth across the field carrying the ball to multiple touchdowns.. as i do have fast skinny BARE feet.. like ‘Forrest’ then.. where i get in track for one year.. without getting too sidetracked..
my fellow African American Athlete runners say THAT
white boy can sure run.. but dam.. his legs kick up
everywhere and his feet are all over the place..
hmm.. somethings never change.. wiNks as i digress again..;)
Ah.. 16.. my first Penthouse magazine.. and finally i figure out what sex.. THE ALL THE WAY ACT.. really is.. but Penthouse don’t let you see the ocean inside.. all pink and wet.. in waves of pleasure dome way.. i am curious.. oH GOD YES.. I AM SO DAM CURIOUS.. so i get in front of the mirror to practice dance.. yeah.. just like ‘Napoleon Dynamite’.. although i do not raise my arms to sky.. as where i come from.. that is all too gay.. and boys will be beat to the ground if they even try to do that one time.. but yeah.. i shake my bootie.. and start to attract a few girls at the school dance.. at least enough to dance.. AND even get invited to a Beau dance the year before..
And some dance after.. with a ‘cougar girl’
who is just a year or two older then me..
and too wild for me then.. to get WHAT SHE’S REALLY AFTER..
’cause yeah.. i am still a really romantic boy.. who loves the movie ‘THE WAY WE WERE’ AND I have a crush on a nerd Tom Boy girl named Tammy two years my senior in Beta Club..
and i am crushed when she gets her football hero boyfriend.. and i am just on the sidelines still of life.. and there is my best friend.. Lynn.. who I Love so much as friend.. and Love her so much.. i cannot even imagine having sex with her.. as everyone says it is a dirty thing to do then.. even though your body wants to do it so much.. yeah.. YES!
FUCK YES.. then..
OH nO! THE START OF
MIND AND BODY SEPARATION.. RIGHT THERE AND THEN.. FUCKING CULTURE.. FUCKING RELIGION.. AND THEN FUCKING CATHOLIC CHURCH CONVINCES ME THAT GIRLS WHO DO THE WILD THING BEFORE MARRIAGE ARE JUST SLUTS AND WHORES.. FUCKING RELIGION.. FUCKING CATHOLIC CHURCH.. THEN YOU LIE.. YOU.. YOU LIE.. YOU FUCKERS.. YOU LIE ABOUT GOD’S NATURE..
yes.. a little resentment i guess..
over fundamentalist ways of church life..
so far away from the REAL MAN JESUS..
And yeah.. when i do meet my first real girlfriend.. in the fleshy touchy ways of petting life.. i drill her about IF she is a virgin.. ’cause that is what the grade to attain for girls is then.. and i am so F*KInG uptight about everything.. and the end comes on a dance floor where the song ‘After the Love is Gone’.. comes on.. 10 months into my first Love that feels like an eternity.. and she tales me she just doesn’t Love me anymore..
And i am crushed to BELOW the DANCE Floor of LIFe as that is the first and last human up to that point.. other than family who i feel really loves me deep and will never cast me away.. and she does it so easy.. and i feel i could never do that to another human being.. but eventually do to one girl.. yes two.. years later.. when i get better looking at about age 26.. as i am a sinner too.. who has their selfish moments of coldhearted human being.. when i get a little stronger and can ‘afford it’.. and
GOD teaches me all about humility at ages 47 to 53..
and i do my penance then.. in hell.. in real life then..
with 19 medical disorders.. for trying to be perfect..
to be accepted by the crowd.. and finally i say
FUCK IT.. AND JUST LOVE
UNCONDITIONALLY NO MATTER WHAT..
and rise again.. more FULLY ALIVE THAN EVER BEFORE..
AND yeah.. in between.. after first Girl Friend Sonia.. severe ACUTE depression.. my only REAL friend Renee.. then.. who i meet at the Navy Station pool.. COMING ALIVE shortly again.. like static off and on.. in 1980/81.. who confides in me that her father molests her.. yeah.. the one who pulls a trigger to her head in her father’s bed.. years later.. with a military husband and two loving children..
And she is attracted to me as friend.. THEN BEFORE as she can see the Love still gifted in me as gift provided by my Mother’s Unconditional Love from Childhood.. Renee moves away.. Pen Pal.. for awhile.. College for me.. further away from high school old friends.. lonely janitor job.. social isolation further and further.. until i die inside.. and one early September day in 1981.. spark comes to me in class.. i feel the desire to reach out and open up to other human beings.. i am drawn to the beach..
i just want to escape again in GOD’s arms like I did back then..
in middle school.. when i play the entire folio of
‘Jesus Christ SuperStar’ over and over again..
on my antique piano on River front
grandmother’s home.. yes..
the same piece of land by the pier and the bridge..
here in photos.. home now torn down.. where at age 3..
before i can speak.. i feel GOD as Nature
looking cross that River FEELING THEN..
TOTaLLY COMFORTABLE IN MY OWN SKIN..
AS I HAVE BEEN HERE FOREVER WITH GOD ALIVE.. until school.. Catholic Kindergarden first at age 5 starts to take GOD away from me.. in mechanical cognition ways of thinking.. when i become a Straight A more or less.. and nothing else.. Oh and yeah.. side note.. we live a Year in Tallahassee.. closer to my father.. as my mother thinks i need the influence of a father and yes.. she is correct.. but it only lasts a year in bits and pieces on weekends.. before we head back to River Front home.. with my maternal grandmother.. who we call MamaWese.. as her name is Louise..:)
We go to Catholic Private School for that one year..
in second grade.. ’67.. yeah when.. the Beatle’s Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely
Hearts club Band Album comes out.. yes.. i always Love Pop-culture ART..
even then.. like Lady Gaga says it still lives in me.. Applause (the song) hehe!.. yes private school.. financed by
Cajun Grandmother.. who is then..
a fairly well-off business woman..
and the school is much
harder than the
little two story one.. up the hill..
walking distance.. from River Front home..
i have to catch way up.. and get an award for the Wittiest Boy at the end of the year.. i have no idea what that really means until decades later.. as figurative metaphors are hard for me to figure out.. then.. in finer details of definitions and the way i use ’em if they sound right to me.. rather than by definition alone.. unconventionally.. i guess.. make me witty funny then.. and maybe now.. here and tHere hehe!..;)
So yes.. i digress again.. but yes.. the spirit of GOD
calls me to the beach.. i drive in a trance-like state
of mind and body.. i start walking on the beach..
walking walking walking.. hearing.. NO..
NOT literal voices in my head..
but genetic memories of human archetypes of
my cultural religious icons like Moses.. Saint Francis of Assisi..
And yes of course Jesus.. in my mind and heart.. with a chant of i want nothing.. finAlly feeling cries of babies.. in my heart.. in mother’s arms on beach front walk.. and emotional contagion of younger years comes and stronger in mirror neuron.. and oxytocin way.. feeling all the skin in bikinis as far as i can feel.. in heArt feeling and senses one and sAMe.. UNiFied..:)!
My feet connect to grains of sand that are GOD’s feat as well.. the emerald green gulf and sea oats wave with me as i become one with GOD and One and SAME.. yes.. at age 21.. i become enlightened and awakened in a way of reborn.. that no one tales me about in Catholic or Southern Baptist visit churches.. in fact.. i never read about it.. there is no Google then to learn more about the
human awakening and enlightening of being that is as real as the first birth of human life.. no words can describe my experience then.. and when i tale people after i go home in this state of bliss that i am one with GOD people start to think i am crazy and think i’m literally Jesus.. but no.. not at all.. i understand then the path of Moses and the real man Jesus.. and Saint Francis as well.. is becoming one with GOD and no separate human GOD of being…
And all the other myths of metaphors that house the vessels and vehicles of human Truth and Light .. but i have little to no ability to word it like this.. then.. in fact on the autism spectrum.. i have little ability to communicate well in writing or orating any way THEN.. unless i am copying something more or less.. i am just a rote memory of a multiple choice test then.. with what little creativity i have.. stolen from me.. from the multiple choice test world of 14 or so years of school to that point.. before gaining my three college degrees…
So yeah.. i am fully of energy.. ‘they’ call it manic when one is filled with the Spirit of GOD like this.. i need no sleep.. i feel invincible.. i can literally pass my finger through a flame.. and finally do THAT when i am Baker Acted and the Shrinks ask me if am Jesus and i tell them a flat NO.. and yes.. then i literally ask one for his lighter.. flick it.. and pass my finger slowly through it.. slowly..
either pain or real visible injury…
Yes.. they diagnose me with Euphoria.. the heaven is now.. they do not live where i do.. it is crazy to them.. they drug me.. i lose the spark in my eyes.. they are gonna send me to a state institution as i am no one there.. not the top 11 student.. and first ever student to be nominated and accepted in the National Honor Society in 10th grade as before then.. only 11th graders attain this apple of the Teacher’s eye of honor.. so yeah.. my in-law relative.. a city councilwoman with clout.. vouches for who i am away from this new experience and place.. and my path to death in life then.. is averted.. in what what could have been a drugged institution.. for possibly.. life..
i go home.. i throw the pills away.. take three months off
from work and school.. until the reality of dark life comes back..
school.. and work.. get depressed.. again.. and
finally open up again.. with three
part time jobs.. and a full load of
TRIPLE MAJOR SCHOOL.. two of which..
THANKS GOD ARE WITH PEOPLE.. AND not
a lonely Janitor job.. or cold hard desk in front of lectures
AT school.. Archeology research associate.. one..
at the University.. in the field.. in the dirt..
Back with nature.. with a real team of flesh and blood humans with a common purpose.. in a stock room in the University Book Store.. too.. with a team of human beings .. with a common purpose of striping books with magnetic strips so text books will not be stolen.. haha.. and breaking down cardboard boxes to the sound of portable radios.. sweat and human flesh and blood with a supervisor of a woman a few years older than me..
And me back to working-out with new innovatively created Nautilus Machines.. getting tanned.. getting stronger.. thicker.. with a muscle shirt on.. and she looks at me and tales me.. hmm.. Fred.. you are distracting me.. so yeah.. i got the wild thing back.. i start to dance again.. at Disco Club 2001.. no pickup artist am i.. but yes.. many dance girl FRIENDS then too.. and yeah.. i keep my Janitor Job too.. as three.. do graduate with degrees in Anthropology.. Social Sciences Interdisciplinary.. and Health Science.. with peers calling me Superman of brain power to get all that done at the same time.. and administrators of College asking me what will i do with all that knowledge..
And yes.. toward the end of my work years..
peers of work describing me as
Superman of work as well..
for all of what i do..
in what looks on the
outside as effortless
in how i do it then.. but it is
slowly killing me inside in
repressed human emotion in somatic BODY PAIN..
And on University graduation day.. my mother goes back to school.. for a social work degree that my sister does as well.. we all three graduate in 1983.. together.. and the newspaper interviews us.. and still.. then.. with all those degrees i can still barely compose a coherent paragraph in creative words of Mouth or Pen..
so all i can think to feel to say.. is..
my ultimate goal is to be an Anthropologist..
So yes.. my friend.. maybe my best friend.. of whose face i may or may not see at this point in my life.. overall.. all things considered.. after two decades of studying over 100 thousand people in direct face to face contact as Military Bowling Center Government Employee giver of dirty rental shoes.. sprayed here and there.. then Bowling Center Supervisor.. Manager.. Computer Geek whoSE skills of analysis
ARE OF WORKPLACE value moreover people skills..
Then Administrative Support Assistant to a Captain AT another Navy Station in Pensacola.. back to my original home town Navy Station.. picked up as Community Activities Director.. and finally Athletic Director as a valuable Information Technology person who still don’t KNOW crap about the inner workings of team sports.. all the change takes a toil OF TOLL as TROUBLE.. and brings me finally down to literal human hell of 19 physical illnesses in 2007/08..
INCLUDING THE WORST PAIN KNOWN TO MANKIND.. Atypical Trigeminal Neuralgia for 66 months.. wake to sleep.. Yes.. assessed by modern medical science as a pain worse than the actual torture of REAL CRUCIFIXION.. no three hours.. no three days for me.. 66 months of enduring literal human hell every now of every now.. wondering if i can make it just one more now of hell.. where no drug will touch that pain. but yeah..
i get online on ThanksGiving day of November 2010.. and start writing one word of burning pain at each now.. with screen dimly lit all the way down.. with weak eyes scorching pain in eyes and ears.. like dentist drill without novocaine.. a few inches away from words on screen.. i cannot tolerate color.. cannot tolerate sound..
all there is.. is text.. i dream of text.. scrolling up and down.. all my life is words then.. i become words.. and words become organic.. and i connect to over 100 thousand people online now.. instead of flesh and blood life.. and expand my presence across the Internet waves of discussion boards and finAlly blogosphere..
And now i am flesh and blood and organic words as whole.. masculine and feminine balanced finally.. mind and body SOUL balance as dance in ballet and martial arts way.. FULL HEART OF EMOTION.. EASILY NOW EXPRESSED AS HUMAN SPIRIT.. and in flesh and blood life through the over 4000 miles of public dance.. with volunteer scribers of what i do..
IN smart phone videos of all my dance.. in literally hundreds or perhaps thousands of volunteer voyeur efforts purVIEWING A ‘Crazy Latin dancing solo down in Herald Square’.. i am NOW..
shared all over the world on Facebook..
as just the ‘crazy’ dancing guy..
where they have no idea
that i am both a man of millions of steps..
AND NOW OVER 11 MILLION WORDS online and closing in on 100 thousand photos.. down to the bone flesh in height of male passion.. no less at age 55.. stronger than ever before.. Leg Pressing about a half a ton.. 25 times slowly with my arms raised in air.. like no other male does on Parallel leg press way.. much harder to do than what steroid
dudes do on vertical leg press
exhibitions on YouTube WAY..:)
So yes.. while not getting paid a penny for all of this..
as fortunately.. i am a penny pincher for a decade before
i get sick.. saving it for a Hurricane rainy day for 66 months.. It IS All for Free..
for the love of Human being Life.. Imagination.. and Creativity.. set free as Hurricane Fred can bE..;)
And truly i am A REAL FREE MASON.. NOW..
NOT SOMEONE WHO SITS IN F in LODGES
and just plays by some other mason’s rules
in creativity before.. and yes..
A REAL FREE ANTHROPOLOGIST..
AND YOU KNOW.. TRULY THAT IS WHO BUDDHA..
MYTHOLOGICAL KRISHNA.. LAO TZU.. AND JESUS IS TOO..
THEY ARE REAL FREE MASONS.. AND REAL FREE ANTHROPOLOGISTS..
THEY GO ThEIR OWN iMAGINATION AND CREATIVE WAY WITH THE
HELP OF OTHERS.. BUT ARE NOT LIMITED TO WHAT
COMES BEFORE.. and they already
have it all.. they do
not need to BE
than just to help
their fellow human beings
go where they attain it all
where no wants of human beings
exist as life.. yes.. human needs
are still real.. human desires of
joy and pleasure are still real
but there is NO want of material
goods of collecting life..
as when a human
and free’ they have IT
ALL and the ONly place left
to GO is GIVING
SO YES.. DON’T
ELSE.. if ya
AS GOD AND SAME
AND EVERYONE ELSE
AND THE REAL WORLD
WILL BE WHOLE
HEAVEN OF NOW..
AS ALL COOPERATIVE
LIKE A BONOBO
WHO IS JESUS’
HEaRT OF HUMAN AND NATURE
And yes.. there is a sonG
for this by Shakira
that i will add
on the top
her his ON
THAT is hEr miNd
and body soul on
FiRE IN BALANCE
IS ONE AND SamE
AS GOD ALiVE IN US
OUTSiDE US.. ABOVE
US.. ALL ArOUND
US.. WHErE LEAVES
And now on to the continuing
joy of responding in poetic
expressions to dVerse
links to poetry
Well.. instead of going directly
down on the list today..
i’ve decided to
and a piece
of this and a
piece of that
what about women..
Oh gOD.. i love women
and i often put myself in
their place when i imagine
pleasing them doing
feelinG as ART
when it comes
but anyway i
of how well
and i pass her
delight in forked
F in Road.. to
travel every witch
Culture a board in this
eye and a board
in that eye..
well at least
there are enough
mothers to give Love
to children in this extreme
version of polygamy that
starts at an age close
to puberty.. ugh..
have come a long
way baby.. and
i have to
say as A
Living in this
theme.. what i
will do if i am
her with those
six other ‘sister
wives’.. is find
someNOW in pleasure
with my newly found
wifey friends.. just to
please them.. just to
please them.. as
that is what
no surprise here..
as cutting off the
pleasure parts of
women in FGM.. is
considered the height
of social status in some
countries.. by the women
who get mutilated for
of all social
is that of the
will do anything
to either fill that
filled by it..
The freedoms people
take for granted here
we are freer
than ever before..
my front with
their rears in
the dance halls
of life without even
asKinG.. they take what
is theIRS.. now.. and after
all of what ‘they’ have been
through i suppose it is reparations
of sorts.. that i play along with at times..
Ah.. the science of the human
heArt.. spiRit.. SoUl balance
goes below above
and never ever
by a scientific
as they guide
Oh stalkers of
and we blame
by GOD.. Nature
always wins in
and actions are
always follow actions..
Oh wars.. mute
human.. that is all…
*A female fighter LB for LB
will always defeat
in this way.. for Life..
by patriarchs that
slice tHeir heArt
spiRit and soUl
Tornadoes.. lonely storms
without a name..
WeLL.. at 55..
and it starts
with the divine
feminine of grace
first before man reAlly
Stone cold heArts
male or female
dead in life..
back in life saddest ALL…
steep in fear.. alone..
often comes as hate..
Words of poetic
of female mouths
More often lost
is real when one
never gives up
heart as spirit
Anything is possible
for never giving up..
Interesting and brings to mind
recent science that shows
in primitive cultures
where the work
of the night
the little ones
to keep life going
starts at puberty..
in social cooperation
in clearly defined roles
of stuff for subsistence
there are no words
and Lord knows
hunt and sleep
naked and Live
by Love instead
of human nature
subjugation.. and illusory
fears.. and they are the
Well.. all caught
up to 14 poetic
at 1:15 am..
so yeah 80
by 14 is.. 5.7
not sure why
i ever linked
as it is mostly
a pain in the ass
after Brian and
a place i Love
to visit.. but
never the less
i visit.. still..
after i dust
Well.. i have to admit.. as i cannot tale a lie..
a metaphor.. yes.. but lie no..
when i first come here i am
very attracted as human
being to your smile
and eyes of
and so true
you wear your
emotions in your
eyes and smiles..
and yes.. your Insta-gram
sharing relates the looks
of Angel fluterRing in
WinGs of human
and yes..from all your
words here from start of
blog to end of blog metaphor
Truth and LiGhT of human flesh and blood
same as one with Angel’s WinGs..
and true it is not easy
being a real life
as they are
sensitive to pain..
pain.. as they give so much
that at times folks feel they need
nothing as they are complete as IS
iN Angel form.. but of curse no.. as
with all Human Angels.. Demons
or Devils.. needs come..
and while Demons and
Devils may not
feelings of human touch
and hugs.. when bright
eyes and smiles
connect to each
free in flesh
and blood like this..
YES.. TOTAL STRANGERS
TOO.. until eyes and smiles
and rest of body language
meet in lonely
OTHER IN SCENTS
AND TASTES AND TOUCH
AND DANCE AND MUSIC
AS ALL OF US…:)
Sadly.. the more technology
rules the more human
there is a REAL
IN SO CALLED FIRST WORLD
nations.. around the globe with
science measures of human empathy
dropping about a-third in the last
several decades.. USE it or LOSE
as in all stuff human being applies..
Poetry online can be a substitute
for that partially in virtual
way.. but never ever
a full substitute overall
for the free flesh and blood
connecting human heArt
expressing human spiRit
in balancing physical mind
and body soUl.. always
now.. as practice of Life..
it is a slow working
real human evil..
and easy to
day they realize
the quicksand of
REAL HUMAN EMOTiOnal
eYes and eArs is above
nose and mouth
root of human
being.. in physical
and emotional intelligence
the only real kind of intelligence..
that humans have for thousand of years..
overall.. before Standard IQ ways of
human mechanical cognition..
Yes.. this IS LonG
but i can sTiLL
be an iceY
flesh and blood
is frozen poles of
Interesting.. ‘this human archetype’ that is real..
per ‘Lord Ganeshji’.. is portrayed in mythologies across most all cultures.. sMiles.. myths house the essence of Truth and Light in vessels and vehicles of metaphors.. my friend.. Himali.. continuing always now.. with no limits but form as essence is Infinite in Nature.. sMiLES.. AS GOD..:)
Canvas by no name but canvas..
brush my name but human..
us but no name but paint..
them.. paint aSwell.. brush
and canvas too..
i suppose i can
make this a reverse
haibun.. no.. but flow..
yes.. GOD nameless
canvas.. we asOne
into all of
US we guides
US WE togeThEr
ALLONE let IT Go..
flow.. i cannot tale
what i write a day
ago.. 10,000 words
two days before that..
flow art.. current
rivers bay gulf
A meteor.. A comet.. A gulf..
sAMe.. now escape..
Ah friend X.. yes.. i am addicted to that Unconditional
Tough and Passionate Love thingy.. and oh yes.. GOD yes..
God SinGs to me in streaming consciousness photography..
same as lyrics of poeTry.. i just aim my camera.. and or
keyboard FinGers and GOD who lives inside me all natural does the rest.. and i am often amazed at the messages that come free of charge.. just in Holy Spirit terms of GOD’s synchronicity of cosmic consciousness also known as Christ Consciousness Being.. Free in human imagination and creativity GOD brinGinG human gifts once again.. ALL Natural One among human beings similar and sAMe..:)
And.. oh yes.. there is a day when i am as rigid as stone.. and truly i feel that when human heARt IS emoTioN SpiRit expresSinG.. balancing human body and mind soUl.. THAT IS the definition of getting old.. a state of mind of dying human HeartspiritsouL.. Potential.. Force no longer sinGs human more truLY fulLY Unconditional Tough Passionate Love.. hiGhest Power of human beinG far beyond.. any materialistic goods… yes.. ageless timeless.. genderless.. raceless.. with no nation religious specific subjugation in illusory fears of control.. and or tribe.. the essence of human light that shares.. gives.. and helps one another liVinG in LoVinG balance as well WitH rest of Nature..:)
And yes.. rocking the butt in the dance of the Seafood Festival for me.. and yes X.. everywHere else.. fesTiVal IS a glorious coming dance again..and again.. aGaiN and no.. Fred will never be enough.. as Fred needs lots and lots of help from his friends.. to get most anything done in a day of his life.. stONE Statue or not.. in Synchronicity Album way..
And sure THAT SONG FOR THAT
CAT IN THE HAT..:)
Hi.. friend Himali.. a window with a view is so important in life..
and while words provide so many imaginary colors..
colors provide so many meanings for life more..
and truly more than words alone will ever tale..
and these words i write.. are truly new..
other than cutting grass..
my only hobby past
a few video games.. work and TV..
is taking digital photos of my yard..
just once a year.. in fall.. before these words..
for over a decade.. cutting grass.. taking pictures..
playing video games.. watching TV AND cutting
grass the best ’cause i am actually DOING
IT IN mind and body balance..
Cutting grass is only seasonal..
so to connect to GOD like this is
just a temporary hobby.. sadly enough..
truly the closest i am to dancing with GOD
for over a decade..
but still not
as squares of
plans of design to cut
grass paper dolls pre-cut…
So now i live as lake.. yellow boy and red flower..
i am Nature once again.. as i dance with gravity
and no longer against GOD’s way of
balance in SanitY everywHere one
gazes upon the peace of GOD
that lives all ’round
this beautiful blue
green brown orb of
Living GOD’s Earth..
But yes.. photos immerse us in that moment..
a blessing away from toils and troubles
of manufactured mechanical human cognition..
while other animals float ONE breezewinds wITh
Gravity sMiles.. so eYes.. to yoU.. Love
and smiles Himali.. and may NatURe
alWays Live as You.. AKA GOD..:)
WeLL… aGain.. hello friend Himali..
Flowers GOD blooming cycles death life..
Technology.. iFlowers connecting HiVE
Human eYes.. never DiES
as Long as Servers serve..
mY favoRite aesThetic expressiOns aRe oNe’s inspiRing endLess dReams oF inefFAble fActs.. numBers.. leTters.. woRds.. symboLs.. aLL fORms 4iNeffAble esSence.. GraVity mY enemY oNce.. G8D’s besTfriend.. acCording t0 HawKinG.. maKing frieNds witH GravitY makinG frienDs wITh G*D oNe sAMe.. n0 l0nGer afRaid.. stanDinG sTiLL oR moVing breezewiNds.. balAnce.. bLiss.. ceNter eYes BellY..
n0 loNger swayinG toWers PizZa.. butT yoU fEel whAt i FEeL.. sMiles.. uGh.. UGHX1000.. fEar oF falLinG driVes mE worKing sO manY yeaRs.. N0W.. fl0aTinG wITh G0d’s yEARs sImpLy.. GravITy’S bEst fRiend.. nO l0nger falLing SeAs LAnd.. terresTrial frienDs.. wHere ‘you’ iS ‘me’ sAMe..finAlly SaNE..:)
And yes.. uGh.. i continue
struggleS expresSinG more as Less
Ah.. iPhone 6s.. simply amazing.. where technology can take us next.. faces no longer washed out in florescent lights.. iPhone photographic magic.. brings face life color back again.. and OMG.. talk about fast.. powerful.. catching up with me.. hehe.. finAlly as my blog posts cannot crash iPhone 6s intellectual prowess.. absorbing mega mega more bytes of challenge swallowing all of what i do.. never upChucking any of me.. haha!.. in blog post ways.. even when it comes to a ‘Super Blood Moon of Truth and Light’ growing every now.. in comments way.. perhaps 20,000 words before that comments section is over with main blog post.. together.. and new one comes tonight or tomorrow day.. in early morning hours or later day.. as wife and mother duties come next.. big world of shopping stores.. while i dance more miles as MiLEsiMagine and create the dance of me alive far more.. in miles and miles of fun JuST BEinG wITh God aLiVe.. but anyWay for N0W..
‘TRUST ME I’M A NINJA’..
There is a nice produce weigh-in machine at Publix..
so today i register my heaviest weight ever in
Fred Dance clothes.. as illustrated in action above.. at 234 Lbs..
AT age 26.. i weigh-in at 180 Lbs.. and workout 5 times a week at the Nautilus gym in Pensacola traveling all the way over there to keep my strength and fitness up.. until about that time when NASWF Military Gym.. finally gets Nautilus Equipment and i get to stay in Milton and do it all for free.. but yeah.. marriage comes.. i buy some cheap equipment for home and only go once a week..
Yeah.. the comforts of marriage.. take first place over working-out then.. i gain weight.. eventually up to about 205 Lbs.. but i am not nearly as vigorous a human being as i am before when most everyday is a workout day and i am dancing at Club 2001 at least once a week.. albeit with a six pack of beer or so to get the courage to get up on the dance floor then.. and let it all swing.. Anyway..
i am a two dimensional athlete then.. just going through the routine of what the Nautilus Machines.. stair steppers.. treadmills.. and ellipticals have to offer.. but the thing is they are machines and to work with machines is to become a robot in physical expression..
OH how i loved to watch football and how athletic it is in ability to move in three dimensions on the field with excellent science defined 6th sense of proprioception.. in a full field of other human beings..
So today.. while dancing my martial arts and ballet all Nouveau Fred style of dance in public stores.. with GOD alone ALLONE.. as my innate.. instinctual.. and intuitive teacher.. while.. when i first start two years ago or so.. a few guys give me some problems in this patriarchal homophobe area.. that sees graceful dance as something less than male.. TONIGHT a guy says i look like an outside
linebacker for a professional football team..
and ha! 55 year old dudes don’t play college ball..wink emoticon
So yes.. perhaps Fred can truly do anything.. and ha! maybe i”ll dance on a team and see where i can go.. but no.. and thanks GOD.. i’m likely lucky i’m not a fearless athlete like i am now in high school.. to play football.. as i have a congenitally fused vertebra at birth in my neck.. only found on MRI scan in middle age.. after experiencing intense neck pain from degenerative arthritis..
THAT is a weak point.. from birth..
where a head-on concussion could make it easier
for me to get a broken neck.. and i’ve always been afraid of heights
more than most and that’s a very good thing in my special
case of human anatomy for sure.. but AnywayX2..
TO have the freedom to truly move like a professional athlete means much more than money to me.. as it is a fearless way of life.. being this comfortable in one’s own skin.. where one does work with gravity instead of against it.. where martial arts and ballet-like skills in all natural movement is truly a Blessing in Life.. and most of all ART OF LIFE.. and the greatest thing of all to me.. IS.. no one teaches me how to do IT.. but GOD..
AND i learn a new ballet or martial arts move from GOD almost everynow i Ballet and Martial ART.. no matter how small or imperceptible it may be to someone else who does not live in my body..
And it is the internal experience IN bliss of freeing all ranges of human emotions and senses IN FREE STYLE MOVEMENT AND BIO-FEEDBACK OF EMOTIONS and SENSES THAT FLOW THROUGH THE BODY.. that does bring the heaven of now.. when one finds mind and body balance.. in regulation of emotions.. integration of senses.. much greater cognitive focus in executive functioning as well as enhanced short term working memory..
People who think athletes are dumb ARE missing half of human intelligence as they cannot possibly suggest this.. when they become this physically and emotionally intelligent..
YES THIS.. the real intelligence of human survival through the ages.. before artificial ways of Standard iQ are developed to truly control and imprison our human natures.. in mechanical cognition wayS of thinking as well as moving like robots stuck in a Zombie Apocalypse coffin of death in life..
IT IS NO small deal..
IT IS HUman Life
IN ALL ITS greaTest Potentials..:)
Well.. this post is over for
not finished in ways
78th Rave Dance Week
with all the cool college age
folks from old Seville Quarter..
coming to this
the Wee hours
but again for now…
Ok, if you are trusting someone would it be a ninja? They are all in dark and hide in shadows with knives. Hmmm. Ha.
A big lesbian, gving momentary pleasure to your sister wives. Ha.
Dude I bet the festival was rocking. I totally can knosh some seafood. Plus live music, best there is.
We are drowning up here a bit. Been raining for 6 days now and flooding all over. Only going to get worst this weekend with another 6 inches of rain.
Hi X.. top of the morning to ya.. and yeah.. i feel those 6 inches and 6 inches to come.. you got up there in VA.. as we got 11 inches yesterday down here in deep wet FL..
And regarding.. the mythological Ninja.. like i say.. i
cannot tale a lie but metaphor or myth.. hell yeah..
in so many uncertain terms.. W/wInks..;)
‘If you Build it, he will come’..
From one of my favorites in
‘Field of Dreams’
and you know in
physics there are
and fields and
in human Quantum
physics there are
particles of minds
waves and fields
of dreams.. so it
out in the
wash of culture
if ya know what i feel
and mean.. coming next..
hehe.. OK.. for 2000 years
and much less than that the highest
numbers of specific religious folks overall
in the Catholic Church Crusaders clubs have
been chanting a magic spell that goes like this..
yes.. quoted and coming up next.. but you know and
perhaps do not feel or know.. Aleister Crowley.. the Witch
of Last Century who delves in magicK a whole lot then gets
together with a Scientology Friend.. yeah.. that Hubbard
Dude and others and they do a magic
incantation of some white
magic in a book
back in ’46 or so
to bring a Magick
like ‘Never Ending
Story’ Movie to save
the world.. yeah just
say moonchild real loud
out the window on a really
stormy night and the she or
he saviors of the world will come..
But that was just a small magicK
incantation.. OMG iMAGINE.. JUST
iMAGINE WHAT A GIANT MAGiCK
INCANTATION LIKE THE NICENE CREED
MIGHT DO IF MILLIONS OF PEOPLE CHANT
IT IN UNISON OVER THE COURSE OF HUNDREDS
OF YEARS.. build it and he will come gets louder and
LOUDER THROUGH THE AGES.. and sooner or later.. and NOW..
obviously a new Jersualem will be built in a new Israel
and He will come again.. and yeah.. Muslims are waiting
for him too.. in ISA.. form.. Buddhists too with another
name as well.. and just about everyone from
Nietzsche and his Superman
and comic Supermen
this giant platform
of magicK incantations
for him to come on any
minute now.. like a thief
in the night.. BUT
dude says on
the Symphony of
Science video about
Nature’s imagination is
SO GREAT SHE’S NEVER
GONNA LET US RELAX..
IS TRUE IN GOD
when you understand
the FULLER COMPLEXITY
OF IT.. JUST LIKE THE
SYMPHONY OF SCIENCE
SAYS TOO.. AND THAT
IT AS WELL..
AND THE OTHER
SCIENCE DUDE WANTS TO
GO OUT IN THE STREETS
AND SHAKE FOLKS AND
TELL ‘EM HEY! NATURE
AKA GOD EXISTS
AND ALL STUFF
human metaphors NOW so
different so many colors
so many essences that are
basicAlly the same but okay
back to the metaphor myth of
whatever houses human and
GOD TRUTH AND LIGHT
I’LL MAKE sure to
link the ‘Symphony of
Science’ extra cool musicK
video here somewhere
but first let’s go about
how ‘they build the
Nicene creed as
prophecy of sorts
so he WILL COME
i believe in one God, (check OK)
the Father almighty,
(hmm.. metaphor.. but God is no man alone GOD IS ALLONE)
maker of heaven and earth, (check OK)
of all things visible and invisible. (check OK)
I believe in one Lord Jesus Christ, (there is only one Lord GOD..
people have been assigning this role to different Quarterbacks
throughout the ages.. but never the less and always more
as ALLONE there is only one Lord GOD)
the Only Begotten Son of God,
(bullshit.. created by the Nicene
council.. some Trumped up Catholic
Leaders in a back boardroom of the
Roman empire with psychopathic
Trump-like leader Constantine
almost 4 centuries after
the death of Jesus..
can build a monolithic
statue of himself and be
the Sun GOD too.. with
big boy britches.. of
course like what
LOVE TO DO..
MODERN DAY CONSTANTINE
EXAMPLE PROMISE YOU THE
MOON AND JUST
AND a promise
of heaven after death
when Jesus clearly states
THAT IS NOW INSIDE US
OUTSIDE US.. ABOVE
SO BELOW AND
US… YEAH METAPHOR
OF THE REAL JESUS
UNcovered in Gnostic
Gospels back in ’59 amongst
the dead sea scrolls as such..
about the time my Daddy
and Mommy create me
on the Fall Equinox on
or about that
YES HELL YES
I AM NO MYTH
I FOR ONE AM REAL..;)
born of the Father before all ages.(YES we all origin
together since the beginning and re-beginning of
all.. no living chain or inanimate chain can
be broken or none of us exist now but
no this does not just apply to
Jesus.. i mean DUH!)
God from God, Light from Light,
true God from true God, (YES THIS DESCRIBES GOD)
begotten, not made, consubstantial with the Father;
(BUT NOT JESUS ALONE)
through him all things were made.
(BUT NOT JESUS ALONE)
For us men and for our salvation
he came down from heaven,
(sure lots of folks have done this in metaphor of course)
and by the Holy Spirit was incarnate of the Virgin Mary,
and became man.
(For Jesus to be so unconditional loving no do doubt
his mama was pure in Virgin spirit.. but a Virgin
between the legs.. no.. metaphor.. NOT literal my friend)
For our sake he was crucified under Pontius Pilate,
he suffered death and was buried,
(easy to imagine for a heretic back then)
and rose again on the third day
in accordance with the Scriptures.
(okay.. anyone can say anything
in a book.. but it doesn’t make
it true.. Jesus is the son of
man not fairy dust GOD’s Dust)
He ascended into heaven
and is seated at the right hand of the Father.
(Yes.. he creates heaven now in alignment
with the laws of nature so he is in
GOD’s good grace NOW then
like so many other folks
then and now)
He will come again in glory
to judge the living and the dead
and his kingdom will have no end.
(LISTEN UP CATHOLIC
WHAT YOU WISH FOR
ON THAT COMING IN GLORY
THINGY TO JUDGE THE LIVING
AND THE DEAD
reference words like
minE above in the
main post text
IN CAPS about
AND yes now as no
end now is forevermore
now and the Kingdom
of heaven is
FOR THOSE WHO
SEE IT AND HEAR
IT AND FEEL IT
AND LIVE IT
WITH GOD’S EYES
AND EARS AND FEELINGS
NOW JUST NOW ALWAYS NOW!)
I believe in the Holy Spirit, the Lord, the giver of life,
who proceeds from the Father and the Son,
who with the Father and the Son is adored and glorified,
who has spoken through the prophets.
( yes.. most all humans have this potential.. just
get in the creative flow of now..
also known as alignment
with the Holy Spirit
thingy and voila
ALL THE TIME
NOW ALL Around
the WORLD EXPRESsinG
IN ALL HUMAN ART AS SUCH)
I believe in one, holy, catholic and apostolic Church.
I confess one Baptism for the forgiveness of sins
and I look forward to the resurrection of the dead
and the life of the world to come. Amen.
(JUST GO TO THE BEACH..
LOOK AT NATURE.. BE IT..
SHED YOUR REGRETS
SHAME AND GUILT
AND JUST BE FUCKING
HUMAN AND LIVE
JUST LIVE ALWAYS
NOW IN THE
OF A JONATHAN
SPIRALING AROUND THE
GOLDEN MEAN OF SUN
HELL NO.. NOT
LIFE.. IN F..
JUST MAKES SO MUCH
MORE DAM SENSE THAN
CREED AS NICELY
I FEEL AT LEAST..
i AM A F in
NINJAS OF THE
ALL THE TIME
ELSE AND COME
IN GLORY TO JUDGE
THE LIVING AND THE DEAD..
IN MY CASE WITH NOT KNIVES
but sWORDs of Internet Lore..
and i will not be the
first or last
to do this..
as it is already
we ARE THE
pArt of yoUr
From friend Rafiah’s Facebook Page..
God’s Hermits are often God’s greaTest Graces..:)
And sMiLes from afar in no distance time or space..
i for one WiLL watch it together with
you as Love.. has no distance
time.. space.. age.. gender..
nationality.. creed.. color..
sexual orientation.. etc..
or eVen nAMe..
Ha! that is wifey Katrina too.. sMiLEs..
And that’s ookkaayyess.. i cannot convince
hEr to Direct and Produce her
oWn TV show as Play
and Actor NOW
of LiFe eITher..
and creativeLY fulLy
unLeAsHinG and releaSinG..
FiElds of DReams come True..
‘BuilD IT, and he will come’.. huh..
Great movie ‘Field of Dreams’.. highly
recommend IT both on big and small
screens and Screams of Life and in
Rafiah eYes and eaRs of BeiNG
aS WeLL N0W fuLLy feelinG
Prison..iNsane asYlums.. cultUrE aLL tHe sAMe
culture is the misTake.. the virus
that leads to what
in the sand
are the best
does not allow
tHiS.. THoSe WitH
OK.. BACK in attempt to
finish up the gender
and once again
i go back to Peace FiRST
and stART again.. where i left
off at link number 15.. last night..;)
It’s great to be a girl these
days.. especially in
they can go
up to private
NOT do with
rubbing rear on
and up for
it’s just like
What i find in life.. IS.. IF one is 100% honest..
no matter what one does..
‘REAL women’ will
AND LIGHT AS BRAVE..
And yes one can be
males and that’s
why Catholic priests
still won’t let ’em into
the grade as they
will blow them
and yes.. i’ll
to Mary Magdalene..
REAL LIVE PROSTITUTE
OF GOD SPIRIT ALIVE THEN..
AND ALWAYS NOW.. AS SPIRIT TRUE
When my child suffered for 51 days
i become the Mother and
Nuture him in his
yet my mother
holds me and
of a nutuRing
so yes my
friend.. i for
one can closely
relate to your
as me or not.. i Love
i Nuture all 234LBS
to swell even larger..
it appears that
all that dVerse
has to offer
is 16 comments
so i will go all
nuclear here and
offer my 17th
i am the harlot of all
ages.. the blonde and brunette
tan veil covered vagina
that sucks all of the
with a pen
is this time
not that big
is that will
i am still
STiLL.. i am
no Pen IS iN
my nude art
that is a giant
IS my friend(s)
yes.. my friend(s)
*and no not
you.. S.. you
back to the
HARLOT OF THE
NEW AGE i AM..
i AM MULTI-COLORED
YET YOU CANNOT SEE
ME i am invisible to
the ones i canhunt.. i am
coming after some ones..
yet i am
you hide in pews
of church.. i live
in your dresses
i aim to
bRing you to
so i will
by revealing one
eye.. yes the
as Egyptian Min..
i will travel
the world free
and you will never
find me.. like a
THIEF IN THE NIGHT
i come with Truth
and Light wrapped
friend who will
Oh.. there is a
17 by dVerse De
this reminds me
today of ‘Tom Sawyer’..
if my mother is Internet
savvy i will be deleted too..
from the older folks home..;)
“Though his mind is not for rent
Don’t put him down as arrogant
His reserve, a quiet defense
Riding out the day’s events
What you say about his company
Is what you say about society
Catch the mist, catch the myth
Catch the mystery, catch the drift
Exit the warrior
Today’s Tom Sawyer
He gets high on you
And the energy you trade
He gets right on to
of the day”
profits are prophets
written on Concert
Hall Walls in selected
time or space..
in Rush eYes
of Big Boy Blue..
Yes and ELO too..
It’s not easy BEinG
Tom Sawyer PoetRY
by SmileS again
It’s like Force 10..2;)
“Tough times demand tough talk
Demand tough hearts demand tough songs
We can rise and fall like empires
Flow in and out like the tide
Be vain and smart, humble and dumb
We can hit and miss like pride
Just like pride
We can circle around like hurricanes
Dance and dream like lovers
Attack the day like birds of prey
Or scavengers under cover
Look in…to the eye of the storm
Look out…for the force without form
Look around…at the sight and the sound
Look in look out look around…
We can move with savage grace
To the rhythms of the night
Cool and remote like dancing girls
In the heat of the beat and the lights
We can wear the rose of romance
An air of joie de vivre
Too tender hearts upon our sleeves
Or skin as thick as thieves
Thick as thieves…”
And yeah IT
and timeless times
two.. as i share
my mind and the
mind of others
It’s a big
world.. 33 years
is not enough this
GO ’round to decipher
most of it and scribe it
down.. and only a
to JUST DO IT
AND SAY FUCK
the more Truth
and Light i relate
the more the world
abhors me overall..
in terms of
and no more
the REAL OiL
sooner or later
Hills that is
Well.. Lyn.. to me..
the saddest rule of
all is a rule that says
that men must must
be men and women
must be women
when oNe wITh
or WitHoUt each othEr
as a fiXture of proPerty..:)
And with 18 links from dVerse
this pArt is finished for now..:)
Hi Glenn.. thanks for stopping by.. as always your words of encouragement are roses to my hear.. no matter how intense those ears may be.. and I understand totAlly what it means to be in the shoes of ‘those others’.. i am using that as a metaphor of sorts to fulfill a metaphorical prophecy that not all eyes will see.. if you will.. but i clearly remember when a cricket song is like a freight train to me.. i cannot bear colors or sounds at all.. and the Sun at 3 am is too bright with shades on blinding my eyes with over-stimulation..
Trigeminal Neuralgia.. is a strange suicide disease.. doctors have no idea how it really comes and goes.. and what i feel in my case is.. it is just the precursor of coming out of a very uncomfortable culture driven cocoon.. yes.. Cat Scans reveal structural issues in my sinuses and related associated nerve structures that seem to potentially root a cause.. of 66 months of literal hell..
But before that happens strange sensations of cool and heat.. tingly feelings in my head.. all the classic signs of human awakening and enlightenment shared across the world are my symptoms then.. in a culture that then has no way to help me with my Unique case of fulfilling human potential coming to a theater that will be me.. years later.. as life is Challenge with Joy and Bliss and the dARKest DarkS to get to the FULLER meaning liGht and Truth to fulfill one’s True WiLL destiny wITh the power of GOD’s LOVE.. holier whole than culture or religion will ever dictate alone..
GOD ALLONE instructs me in GOD’s Language of Synchronicity to relate IT ALL.. and the way Synchronicity works is like Beatle Songs.. where they get high on LSD.. see a circus poster and glue a bunch of unrelated crap together.. and years later GOD calls on it in synchronicity ways with certain human ears receiving GOD’s sign language in a way so magic.. that yes.. no doubt GOD is magic.. and a fantasy realm of reality that we CAN CREATE EVERY WHICH WAY IMAGINABLE IF WE JUST DREAM LIFE TO FRUITION..
NOW.. i scribe it ALL for those who can relate.. GOD is not fair.. no more fair than my life of dead baby with numerous congenital anomalies.. the Autism Spectrum.. bullying.. the worse pain known to mankind.. but yes.. GOD exists.. and GOD guides me now.. through ALL the dArk and liGht.. and yes I FUCKING LOVE IT ALL.. EVEN WHEN GOD CRASHES ME INTO BRIDGES TIME AND TIME AGAIN.. I GET UP LIKE THE ENERGIZER BUNNY AND GO ON.. JUST LIKE GOD
INTO INFINITY MY FRIEND..
DOING AND BEING
COME WITH GOD AND
i and we and US.. my friend..:)
And regarding the song above
i am a 0’s Bitch..;)
And yes.. i catch.
the Road Runner
and just make a
AS illustrated nicely
here again three times
in ‘GOD’s words of
JUST FOR ME..
as is the
and intuitive as real
EVER GETS REAL
IN HUMAN EyES..
Well.. friend SOHEIR..
it is certainly Truth that all of we..
prophets or not.. take our every breath
through permission of GOD.. from the beginning..
far beyond our breath to the no end as well..
of GOD’s above so below.. inside us..
outside us.. and all around.. ALLONE..
Sadly.. ‘back then’.. people have no
idea just how big GOD is.. and the fact is
not even science still has any way
to fully measure GOD as Nature same..
We live now.. not then.. there are political reasons in the Nicene Council
in 325 AD.. for Constantine and his Catholic Cohort Leaders to promote
Jesus into a Sun God as the region’s Mithra religion will
support this idea.. to expand the Roman Empire..
and there is no clear authorship to much of
the bible.. as perhaps we have 18 percent
of Jesus’ consistent words in what we have
now of revised bibles according to scholars..
We live in the information age..
and for anyone who looks for Truth and Light
it is accessible across the globe unless there is
censorship to prevent Light and Truth from reaching
open human eyes and ears.. as well as
lips to spread this Light and Truth…
However.. it is no less foolish to
suggest that Muhammad is a last prophet of GOD
as that is restraining GOD as well.. and GOD is
far above human and never ever chained in foolish little
human words as chains of human beings.. humans
are but one part of God and Life
exists much further than WE can see..
The way i describe this..
‘in rough’ Parable to my Catholic Monsignor.. at my church is..
i graduate with three degrees and am a humble shoe servant
in a Military Bowling Center… i do the most humble
of duty as servant to provide shoes to often dirty feet..
and yes.. that is enough for me.. as GOD gifts
humans number one to share.. cooperate
and Love Unconditionally and what better
way to do this than to provide shoes and
kind words and smiles to total strangers..
counting into the 100’s day by day now by now..
So people tell me all the time.. Fred..
you are well educated.. you are wasting
your talents by handing out shoes.. but i
for one feel then that knowing is a gift of human
and feelings are a gift of GOD..
Love is GOD’s way and even
written language is a
tool created by human
to attempt to make small..
often foolish efforts at scribing GOD
in idols of letters.. words..
and books.. much much..
too small for GOD
of Infinity True..
So then.. i am forced into promotions i do not want..
and that eventually almost kills me..
as i am a servant and not a power
hungry psychopath leaning human
who can never be filled by GOD’s Love
as graced to human.. My mother has this Love of GOD
as gifted greatest to human and she passes it on to me
through the human touch of Love.. and i carry that on..
into Bowling Center shoe giver life as totally
satisfying running my Chalice of Love over
with essence and not form of
limiting Cup ..any now…
So yes.. both Christians and Muslims
believe Jesus will come back.. and if he ever does..
he will be disappointed in Christians who suggest that
he is the ONLY BEGOTTEN SON OF GOD.. and sadly too..
also with Muslims who chain the GOD of all the Universe
in suggesting that one human in a tiny part of one land
in a tiny world is the first or last of anything
for a GOD so MUCH greater than human
will ever see or hear OR speak.. here..
But here’s the thing.. GOD makes humans as weak tribal animals..
who will seek social acceptance of human rules over seeing
much greater God’s rules.. the only way to attempt
to find this.. is like Buddha under a tree away from culture..
Muhammad in a cave.. or Jesus in a Desert and there are many other
places in Nature to do this too.. for me the Beach is my local favorite..
sMILEs.. away from all human lies…
Power is a substitute for Love
and any time one hears a limitation for GOD
in human eyes or ears.. it is a clear sign of Power hunger..
and not sharing.. caring.. and giving Love that always submits
and serves GOD as no greater than a grain of sand..
no matter Jesus.. Buddha or Muhammad .. GOD pecks
the eyes out of these little humans
no less than grains of sand or
greater than birds of GOD
as Spirit.. Holy.. my friend..
God is the master we are the slaves
of both submission and permission
in breathing just one gasp of life..
ALL of US FIRST AND
in GOD laugh
YES.. AT human
to chain GOD
in silly little
AS ALWAYS IDOLS..
no matter how
ever human being..
alone.. in one or seven
billion people ..GOD is
always greater as Infinity
strong so far beyond human
eyes that 7 billion are but
a fleck of
and we suck
the blood of GOD
no less than
And of course..
i can be wrong
about all of this
as i am only
or a first or
of and submission
to as servant
Of GOD only
But yeah.. sure..
Hi Friend Soheir..
as a student of
i have a copy of the Quran..
and have read it through
many times and as with
the bible that i have
also read through many times..
i find words of truth of kind and
caring human beings gifted with God’s Love
and i find words of slavery..
and violence gifted to
human by other humans
who want power and to
control other people
through illusory fears…
So i believe that in
both books both God and human are speaking
as they speak to both Love and Hate..
and Hate is mostly generated by
non-Loving humans.. and sadly
enough those words of hate
exist in both books..
This is well documented by scholars
of both books in both religions.. and of course
i could provide all the verses here..
but as you have read the book
likely more than i..
that shouldn’t be necessary..
But fortunately.. we as human beings are gifted by God regardless
of religion or books to discern the will of God that lives within us…
and those of us who will hear the rule of God that lives in all our hearts..
if we will listen will discard those parts of the bible and Quran that
support the harming of other humans in the name of God..
whether through warring efforts or human slavery..
which in both books is directed
purposefully at women as sex slaves
in effect and affect of their human natures
that are God given free and not tools for men
to use for pleasure at their will over
the will of women..
slave or not…
But those were the days
and culture of that time..
Human Language.. customs..
religions.. cultures are varied
and limited in expanse to the full
potential of God’s eyes as master..
And sure that is not just my opinion..
scholars around the world confirm this as well..
although of course they call God Nature instead of God..
And of course they do not see all of what prophets who see
with heart of Allah see as those prophets see with heart..
spirit.. and soul.. and not just with books my friend..
I’m not sure how you define prophet..
there are many varied definitions of that word
from cultures as varied as American Indian
ancient cultures in South America..
to our modern day new religious
texts by religious leaders in all countries..
But to me a prophet is a person who hears and speaks
to God in heart.. spirit.. and soul… and provides
information to others through that voice of God to
heal other human beings and save them from harm..
no real prophet of God is speaking for God in God’s
relationship with human when they suggest other humans
should be harmed in the name of Allah.. and sadly again..
there are documented verses in both the bible and Quran
that speak to human slavery and violence in Allah’s
name for folks to assert their cultural
rule over others who they see as
the weaker and lesser in God’s family..
And yes.. a so called prophet can speak to both
human lies and humans truths.. and i see a great deal
of truth from God in the Quran and bible that indicates
a prophet is speaking but sadly as the documented verses
associated with violence and human slavery indicate there
are a considerable number of lies in both books to harm
other human beings.. to suit the pleasures of power
of those who wish to subjugate and dominate
other humans as the lesser instead of equal…
You have already confirmed to me that you do not
support violence in the name of Allah.. so that tells me
you are kind and have the power to discern God’s truth
over any information that may conflict with that..
and yes.. God provides you with those eyes..
no matter what anyone else says.. as God lives in you..
as God lives within all others including Muhammad.. Jesus..
and Buddha who are most often considered the Big three of
human healers AKA prophets in that sense of the
definition that i am accustomed to.. friend…
The world needs as many prophets who
can come up with new ways of healing human
suffering and misery as possible.. as Lord GOD
feels there is no shortage of that in this world now my friend..
And the answer is really simple.. the same Golden rule to replace
all rule of hate that has existed in many voices of prophets
in the cultural and religious histories of all people
and that is to Love God with all our hearts..
to Love all other human beings..
mostly importantly ourselves as without that
we will not be able to truly Love anyone..
including other humans and God.. God provides
the path to all humans to get there.. but sadly
it starts with the child nuzzled to the breast of mother..
and that breast in both literal and metaphorical ways..
is moving farther and farther away..
as humans become more machine than human..
And this is the good thing about the way the Muslim religion
is practiced although it can have a heavy hand in control
of the family unit in enforcing it through the dowry..
it supports a woman’s ability to stay with
a child and provide a nurturing environment for love..
so all things considered as far as the development of
the human heart.. spirit.. and soul.. that part is
at least good for the woman and child..
but sadly when i see Muslim men..
i see the same strong hand of
repressing human emotions as heart..
where there are rarely any lights in eyes..
expressing that spirit.. that are generated by human heart..
as balance in mind and body soul.. the same eyes i see in Christian men..
of the fundamentalist way.. and i think the world needs healing
in both areas.. to stop the violent ways that are found in
extremist ways to the highest levels of
Government in both ways of life..
So yes.. we need lots more healing friend..
and that can only come from the new prophets
of God’s healing powers.. that are never
ever limited to just one man.. or seven..
or a trillion.. as it is certainly foolish
to suggest that human is the most important
child of God in the Universe in a place
of billions of stars and trillions of planets..
so far away that we cannot even communicate
with those other children of God..
And sadly some people do not
even have the ability to communicate
with the other children of God who are the
other animals of this planet.. seeing them as
lesser eyes of God.. where yes.. they are prophets too..
often living in more peaceful and Loving ways as God will
have primates do.. per the specific example of our closest
cousins the Bonobo who is not tainted by the lies of culture
that starts at the hand of written language that can be used
as both a tool for hate and love.. sadly in both the
hands of so-called regular people and prophets
depending on what moves them..
words of Hate or love.. my friend..
And you are also one of the most kind people
i have come across on the blogosphere..
and you are always
in my prayers my friend..
in only the Spirit of Love..
the place i Live my friend..
as i practice that with
GOD always now…
always now.. smiles..
We don’t have to
have any religion or books..
to practice the Love of GoD..
it is built in and obviously
you hear that and speak it my friend..
and that is all i care about regardless of the
cultural and religious filters we may possess
that speak a little differently.. Love is
the bottom line in human life..
when Love rules God rules
greaTest in human being..
I love you friend..
Weather.. my friend X.. is like the breath of God and always awesome.. in my book at least.. and as talked to death before.. Hurricanes at one time are my favorite until Ivan destroys my favorite tree that grounds me to God.. when work and CULTURE THEN.. will never have me that way.. It’s an awesome experience to have God blow most all of cultural infrastructure away in just a day.. but
It’s like that movie planet of the
Apes when Charleston Heston
is riding down a most
with the most
at his back..
and bitches cause
all the ugly buildings..
ha! i remember that
as i follow my wife around
with my iPhone camera
beauty is in
and mortar alone..
during the first hurricane
Erin.. i experience in 1995..
i am forced out of work
as i remember
we haVE great
sex.. at that
i sEE God’s
yeah i know..
get it deep
we got all
yes.. it’s raining
even in new Jerusalem
in the new Free Israel
for human beings
than any other
place in the USAisRAel..
and who knows perhaps
the UniVerse.. but i ain’t
But perhaps that will be easier for
Charlton to see back then..
if he lives in the
real new Jerusalem
in real new Israel
i have proof..
It’s truly quite a handicap to have to wear
sunglasses everywhere one goes..
as sure.. my eyes can say
so much more than words ever will…
And without the modern technological
advantage of selfies.. it would be
much harder for me to express that..
at least.. somewhere..
in the Interwebz world….
You know…I actually have ballet credits from college.
The freedom of movement, of understanding movement
and its power – its blessing is def huge.
Love the thoughts on canvas and being an art,
God def makes some beautiful art. and so ecclectic
in us as well.
Hi X.. well.. your ballet credits from college
certainly lend credit to a new age renaissance
man.. smiles.. and speaking of Renaissance
men.. my first real introduction to health and
well being of ballet.. is through a lead lifeguard
who works for me as Athletic Director toward the
end of my work career at the Navy Military station
and at age 65.. he has much greater overall health
and vitality than the College age Lifeguards he is training
then.. and truly his strength and peace of mind in ways of
emotional regulation and sensory integration is generated
by his performance arts level of ongoing ballet training.. his
spirit shines far wherever he goes.. always a source
of positive energy and resilience to negativity..
and this gentleman also serves decades
as a parole officer retiring
from that work
his name is Arthur..
i am most honored to
be able to do this in public
now.. and actually identified by
some schooled ballet folks at my
military gym as being schooled myself..
but no.. it’s all innate.. instinctual and intuitive
for me.. as is a martial arts style that has been
identified by experts in Military training of martial
arts as the dance of
human innate instinct
and intuition but it is simply
’cause they never escape learning
from the environment to look within
X.. as the
truly unnamed force
without what scientists
in my books
X will be a good
name for GOD
like a perfectly
Yes.. my friend.. Rafiah.. perhaps
the greatest of nowsnow are when
we are part of a group and no.. not
just individuals on a raft in an
open sea alone..
but i refuse
as to well be
for human IS Ocean..
alWays flesh/blood touchy
feely human beings beyond
these shores of onLiNe Now..:)
And now off to the ‘side job’
of fun in responding in
to open links
pub over the
next few days
until poetry runs
away like a heaRD of something free!..;)
And i’ll start with my current.. favorite.. Glenn..
A beautiful vision of Stallion so strong
and graceful where hooves barely
touch terrestrial earth in flight
of Equine resilience
to those who
and of course
applies as well..
to modern Homo
*Compassion is tolerance
and acceptance of
Truly sad how
Love to lead..
of humans who are
only evolved to live
in small cooperative
150 to 200 sets
of human eyes at
rule.. a symptom..
of a disorder of
a sick species
There is no
ever in eyes
of non-loving rules
in cold human eYes..:)
Ah.. the whole
missing any feeling
of heart at all.. if it
doesn’t exist in a
pill there is
no way out..
after 66 months
i proved all my doctors
wrong that i will never
recover.. and now i am
stronger than ever
it to them
when feelings of
and all feelings
go away and
all of life
else but pain..
there is a very long
tunnel with the light
at the end and it
is a phoenix
Miracles are REAL..
is the first
Ah.. imagine a place
of freedom.. where there
are no bounds no limits
better yet live
to go there and never
come back online
in attempts to
this place we
totAlly free from
within but it is too
delicious a meal
Beauty of expressinGineffable
in symbols of human
tAble of more
a napKin wITh
i never realize a human can become
a desert until one day i awake
and my eyes and heart
are full of
now that i have
vision and feeling
i love deserts and
sand so much
i make one in
fun and twirl
iN iT marveling
at my re-found
feel.. and a grain
of sand is no
With lots of love
i hope you have
a great week
ahead.. i highly
i like your
i just recuperated
THAT and it feels good..:)
Blessed days of bountiful chow..
years pass farm animals and plow..
Oh.. how love circles smiles flower
when tummies are full Love now blows
tunes more songs of human found smarts..;)
Oh.. the eyes are truly
windows to souls
who live in
than poem or
Oh.. fall of depression
oh.. fall of spring
oh.. rise of Life
Yes.. A Truth
and intuitively.. Credit..
for ruLinG themselves..:)
*Love lost knows
up to 15
ON TO other FUN
to Rave DANCE TONIGHT!
continuing this pArt
now time to
Fear THE DEVIL
and most sadly
Ah.. but no
and yes Hurricanes
are God’s gift to redistribute
heat so more can live
but human alone
Ah.. sister Lynn Friend..
square in the
middle and you
take away my
style of poeTry
however.. i must
say.. yes.. i have
no choice but
change and to
say that the
told to humankind
is that GOD does
of that my friend..;)
While the world
is busy worrying
in a new government
year.. others of
us totally don’t
Health and Love..
sure there are
Hell is paved
Truly it is about
hide the fruit
Truth and Light
in that eternal
only the real
devils clothe humans
in ways of fear
Well.. first of all.. i must
say i am impressed..
touch.. the human
voice is a song unto
itself that sings
and yes i will
do this too..
enough to most..
hehe.. but anyway
from memory.. of reading
literally thousands of poems
you are the second female
to be brave enough
to put her
tHere in poetry
land so sure
that in itself
as you now..
human in poetry
land.. and online
in general than
being in sign
language my friend..
so i will just do it..
and now that i belong
to no restrictive communities
perhaps i will my add my voice
of which is more like lighting
put my eyes out
so why not
Well.. my friend.. i just named the previous
female poet a girl hero for
land as that is
so rare in a land
online devoid of
the human touch
outside of sign
in human faces
are cold and
you read beautifully
to bring any vampire
as more valuable than
text.. the human voice
is a harp of GOD and the way
you speak in sing song voice of
poetry heArt.. is the natural way
SOuLs speak as poetry spiRit.
before electronic devices steal
SOuL away.. i am a poem in
real life too..
coming out of
a human being today..
but sadly they are not
people at all.. they live
in hell and have no
idea that this is
can come again..
as zombie and robot
rises to flesh and blood
are more alive
than THE REAL
here.. oh yeah.. and
tHere’s that twitter thingy
where more than 24 lines
is death in life.. or 105 characters..
or whatever… where humans now technically
scientifically speaking have the attention span of
a gold fish.. no kidding.. a gold fish.. back in the
day chewing the fat.. IS KinG.. hours on end..
no TV.. no Radio..
and that my friend
is to be expected..
i am a weathered worn human
being.. i’ve been to hell
and no one
and i can
Love no one
more than GOD
as GOD IS ALL THAT
IS.. but yeah.. i have literally
commented on thousands of
poems and actually paid
enough attention and
respect to respond
way in inspiration
of the words others
bRinG.. tHere can
be NO greater respect
paid to another human
being than that my friend..
yet.. on an average visit
i receive maybe 3
of 40 totally
of me soaking up
the soul of the other
the fact of the
matter that i cannot
hide is SURE i am an
that my friend..
but the main thing
i shed tears for is that
there are very few human
beings here in interweBZ
land that are human
enough to pay
as me.. wInks but
I CRY for OTHERS
AND NOT ME..
sMiles.. i like
you.. i realize not
everyone is as
and fortunate as i.. but
it doesn’t take
and you have
been kind enough
to respond to my comments
here and i thank you very much
for that friend.. and that is certainly
more than i ever expect online where
times but a necessary
tool for human
For every human
is a hell
People often scoff..
more often totally
ignore me.. hehe..
when i tale
of 57 months..
and i for
and sure i am
100’s of thousands
of people.. who
144K or so..
i am A
to ride a
the real man
him into a Sun GOD to
suit the Mithra religion
in his area at the time
as clearLY AS THIS..
in new testament
ink sTILL that FolkS
will come to do much
greater than he does..
awe the green
Oh.. to see the
Oh.. myths.. you
and other symbols
myriad to human
of spiRit aGloW
as every word
is a butteRfly
of mind and
body out of balance..
in only pain.. always NOW..
where Jail is respite
for at least
i have no idea
how you feel..
but do know
what IS to
HeLL.. all I can
say friend.. is when
all feeling is gone..
worse than the worse
pain known to mankind
yes.. worse than crucifixion
that i for one survive named
atypical trigeminal neuralgia
from wake to sleep from wake
to sleep.. for 66 months..
mine are words
this.. yoUrs.. then..
now.. you speak..
i for one am
can be a devil
and then angel
again.. and i will
gladly experience this
again and again.. in hopes
of preventing just one person
when a person
gains the empathy
The WiLL to
Live is the
gift of ALL..
to end my
snake my friend..:)
ENOUGH is enough
to 33 poems..
i like the
“EMPiRE Force Loves STRiKEs BAcK”
And yes there is
32 on the list
at this point
and i am
A ton of terrific add-ons since two days ago. Thanks for your loyal support & visits to my humble hogan blog site as well; your comments always stand out like the words are made of rainbow neon & the message is rife with your own individual perspective; pure Fred. I still feel that out here in the blogosphere, your poems, energy, eye, & heart scream out so clearly, so strongly, that one almost needs to come here a few dozen times before they start to understand where you are coming from.
Hi Glenn.. through the course of my life i sweat BULLETS being accepted and following A social norm where ever i GO.. as soon as the first person in middle school notifies me that i am not good enough to exist.. eventually that compliance results in all those illnesses in middle age.. i am 16 again.. better yet 13.. before i listened to ‘them’..
i no longer listen to them..
i am no longer them..
i am just me
who see me now..
may only be found
on the other side of
the world and some
here like you..
all of this
I don’t give an F
thinks or FEELS..
TO THE COnTRARY..
me as F and
too who are FREE!.
LIKE! THIS! aLIVE!..:)
i AM NO LONGER A
AT A GREEK
cover of the
NO LONGER STONE..
AND THE BEST THING
OF ALL IS I AM JUST
NOW TO NOW..:)
“FUCK IT.. AND JUST LOVE
UNCONDITIONALLY NO MATTER WHAT..
and rise again.. more FULLY ALIVE THAN EVER BEFORE..”
I certainly sign up to that my friend… With Best Wishes Scott http://www.scotthastie.com
Hi Scott.. thanks for coming by.. and
Just Love Unconditionally no matter
what and rise again more fully alive
than ever before.. is the only pill
i need in life to excel
in all my friend..
Nurturing is a gift from parents..
What is given is returned ten-fold
but only for those who can feel it
as nurturing is an emotion
that some cannot feel at all..
Typically these are the
people who abhor Babies..
Parents.. And women..
in a heart way..
Truly a potential cycle
of Love or Hate starts
when that finger is held
for whatever reason
sMiLEs.. and mine
was held often
Awww, look at those cute little kitties!!!
I love this photo:
I’ve really enjoyed all the background info you’ve shared, Fred.
I also really like that Shakira song; I hadn’t heard it before.
And by the way; I AM really a girl — not X in disguise. 🙂 Although, he does seem to have a deep and intense feminine side.
have another friend
in this world..
that makes my
more and you
are too amazing
to be true.. girl..
you are like
a million times
and i’m guessing
your real name is Shawna
simply as Grace seems
like she really cares
i don’t miss
much.. both a grace
and curse truly
enjoy so much
now.. hehe! friend..
well now i’m gonna
have to tale my family
yes.. the flesh and blood
one that reads.. me.. that
you are real
oh and the more
intense we as human
being live BOTH OUR
FEMININE AND MASCULINE
DIVINE BEINGS AS ALIVE
AND LIGHT MY FRIEND
Well.. no matter where you
blog or who you
when i come
to you.. hmm..
i havE to wonder NOW
if you are my long
a girl i
much like me..
grins friend.. Shawna..
you are truly a blessing
from God as is your daughter
and all those
by your Life..
and i Love everything
about all your blogs..
i never look
back at what
i do anyway..
Hi Bodirose.. just one kind person like you
makes it all worth it.. and yes my friend..
there are a few..:)
i am diagnosed on the Autism Spectrum with Asperger’s syndrome.. i do not speak until age 4.. in putting words together.. i have great difficulty speaking until my mid-40’s but manage to graduate at the top of my class with three college degrees and retire from a federal government job at the highest pay grade levels..
i am not diagnosed with Asperger’s syndrome until after i come down with several auto-immune issues from chronic stress at work.. in my late 40’s.. and additionally gain what is termed as the suicide disease.. type two trigeminal neuralgia.. which is like someone drilling one’s teeth without novocaine.. also identified in medical literature as literally worse than crucifixion..
Except in my case.. it is in my right eye and ear.. making effective use of eyes and ears almost intolerable for 66 months.. i am a shut-in in my bedroom for those months.. and with little ability to creatively write.. i start writing two years into the illness when i tolerate a screen turned all the way down in brightness.. about two inches from the screen.. as prescription glasses increase the pain.. with associated focus and related nerve issues.. every word.. is climbing a highest mountain then.. in excruciating pain..
i then have a total of 19 diagnosed illnesses.. and in the end of July of 2013.. God miraculously cures me of the pain.. yes.. literally miraculously cures me of all the disorders.. and i already experience a creative spark for the first time in my life since middle school when i am 13 and write a poem then.. a play.. and just a few philosophical writings in a philosophy class when i am 18.. i have a long.. long dry spell.. of no creativity.. around 40 years.. fostered by the mechanical cognition activities of both work and the information technology associated duties of many years.. and that spirit comes back around March of 2013…
The reason i give you this background information.. is i already have the life of JOB.. so there is no challenge too large for me now.. and poetry is my joy.. and not something i expect anyone to appreciate.. when i state that the administration of dVerse.. does not seem to understand my metaphors.. it is because they delete 3 of my links after i fully explain those metaphors.. without answering to my defense of the meanings that are clearly defined then.. and still documented on my blogs for those instances..
i have a sharp pencil.. if you will.. like a lawyer.. and can pick up those duties in a heartbeat when i revert back to the techno-speak of work life.. however.. creativity with the help of GOD literally saves my life.. so it is all a joy.. it’s just a little disturbing to me.. overall.. how society has grown so cold in empathy ways..
There are basically two forms of Asperger’s syndrome.. generally.. and those two forms are folks who are cold to human empathy and literal empaths like me who can take on the emotions and pains of the entire world.. if i do not take great effort to regulate that ‘gift’.. my friend.. and it has taken almost a lifetime to gain an ability to do that.. for peace of mind and body balance..
I am sad for the human beings who live this way.. in cold ways of heart.. i am not mad.. i am just sad for them my friend.. and sometimes i vent about the situation.. to regulate my emotions and empathy.. friend.. and i find it works.. and it means very much to me just for the fact that you tolerate and accept me.. this go around.. and do not wipe me off the face of the earth in metaphor of deleting me.. smiles..
Love to you friend..
and i hope your
nows are always
filled with joy..
there is NO
of A REAL
‘JOB’.. SO YES..
even all that
i thank GOD for
as it truly
now.. so sure..
what more can i
ask God for .. but that..
i just humbly say thank
you and NEVER STOP..
GIVING MY FRIEND..:)
And smiles.. if you ever are interested in what i do
you can just click on the katiemiafrederick
name and that will take you to all of
what i do.. but yes… technology
is having a hard time
so it does
take a robust
of access and a powerful
computer to find what i do..
but ha! now the iPhone 6s
Thanks so much for trying Bodhirose..
and yes.. sadly WordPress is a clunky
platform for what i do..
a friend talked
me into moving
and at that time
people also had problems accessing
me who were already my readers
so i keep two blogger blogs
for those people since
then.. that are much
much busier than
views of what
i do on Google
about two and
a half years
into all of
Anyway.. the fastest
one i will link for you here..
and you are always welcome
there.. but it is limited to
and now thank goodness..
the iPhone 6s is robust
enough with the
open my stuff
as my iMac
as yes.. my site
will often not open
on mobile and slower connections
then at all either.. but yes.. agaiN
TECHNOLOGY IS CATCHING UP!..;)
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