24 Responses to KAT of all Trades

1. katiemiafrederick says:

   October 15, 2015 at 10:38 AM

   https://omabdalrahmaan.wordpress.com/2015/10/15/listen-23/

   ^^^

   Good morning SOHEIR..
   and of course further towards
   the evening for you my friend..

   AS with people.. my tolerating and accepting differences of other cultures…
   religions.. and nations is taking in many variables of differences
   of environments of both challenge and luxury…

   I live in an environment of luxury so far above that of most places in the world..
   in terms of a beautiful God Given environment of Rivers.. Beaches..
   and Flowers shaded by Tall Trees.. with never a need not
   provided for food or drink..
   I already live in paradise on earth..
   so of course.. obviously i wish for nothing but the life
   i have gifted as is from God.. and sure i can wear shorts
   year ’round and never get cold.. but sure.. i am blessed
   as very robust too.. as physical child of GOD…

   Sadly.. where i live that is not enough for many folks..
   they wish for materialistic goods and are never satisfied
   by the gifts that are so clear to me all around me where i live..
   as i step into my backyard of paradise free..

   So true it is that many places in the world are places of hell on earth..
   and many of those places are in the middle east.. particularly places
   like the ones we see where small girls are being raped by soldiers
   in the name of Allah.. and stove top burnings of wives
   where husbands do not see the dowries.. as enough
   to purchase a wife.. as no greater than
   cattle for slaughter or to eat..
   in areas like Pakistan.. my friend..

   Egypt is a much nicer place to live in the Middle East
   than many places of constant conflict and death..
   so sure.. this is the way it has been in the
   middle east for thousands of years..
   the tribal spirit of warring differences
   is strong in the past and remains strong in the Present..
   and again.. Egypt has been spared much of this as
   a larger power in the area.. recently..
   and i am glad you are blessed to live
   like this my friend as well..
   as compared to some
   of your close neighbors..

   So when i listen to this call
   to invoke the curse of Allah on disbelievers..
   that is pretty much the element of the talk..
   it is not surprising to me.. as it is ‘my football team
   against your football team’.. the closest thing that most
   people in the United States ever see
   of a war on their soils.. my friend..

   How easy we have it here..
   when we manufacture our tribal wars for fun..
   and just jump up and down with cheers and
   jeers at the opposing team…

   So sure.. it is not surprising either that i can go
   to my Catholic Church where there are almost zero talks
   about hell fire.. zero talks about an angry GOD..
   and even Love expressed for the peoples of
   different religions.. even Muslims.. and Buddhists..

   But sadly enough in other churches in my area.. that are
   fundamentalist Southern Baptist churches.. hatred is openly
   expressed towards Muslims.. Buddhists.. and even people of
   our own country.. like Single Mothers.. and Homosexuals..

   When i go to these churches the fire of righteous
   indignation for a GOD of ALL peoples comes out of my eyes..
   as i know and FEEL the Love of these Muslim and Buddhists..
   and other people of God given differences as Peoples no less than..
   my backyard of paradise…

   But no my friend.. i do not feel that Love when i listen carefully
   to this entire over an hour audio that you provide today.. out of
   respect for you.. my friend.. what i hear is a tribal way
   of just another football team who says we are better
   than the other.. no it is not the New York Jets..
   it is the believers of every literal scripture of one book..
   that must not be in variance at all with other books of wisdom..
   or the others.. the people.. will burn in an eternal fire of hell..

   Well.. God is bigger than that.. so much bigger than any prophet..
   book.. or word uttered out of human mouth.. no matter how much
   inspired by GOD.. GOD is always greater than human communication…
   as GOD is the GOD of Infinity.. and not just tribal warring concerns
   of one area of the earth.. which is almost entirely the context of this
   audio my friend.. which again.. is understandable.. and i can tolerate
   and accept the reasoning behind it.. as it is written in the context of
   an environment of relatively few natural resources.. competition for
   territory.. and subsistence.. in a life or death situation..
   an entirely different human environmental context..
   as compared to the one i am born in..

   The American Indians.. living in pristine North America..
   and South America.. as well.. where resources..
   are abundant see a Loving God of plenty..
   where the Great Spirit rules in Balance and Love..

   Put them in a desert without the Buffalo and they will see
   more of a God of Fear and Hate.. instead of Love..
   it is context my friend.. a context of GOD
   that can be darker or lighter
   depending on what we are born into..

   To attempt to look deeper into the whys of how so many people
   see GOD so differently is to better be able to tolerate
   and accept the differences.. but until that happens..
   there will still be rape.. killings..
   and wars in the name of God or Allah..
   and much misery and suffering..

   Sadly until humans can realize
   they are all part of one Loving Tribe..

   There will be no True Love of God..
   that even the primate the Bonobo
   can live.. Free..
   with Love..
   and not rape..
   maim.. and kill
   each other in ways
   of Fear and Hate..

   Not everyone can read 10 to 15 times faster
   than the average human being.. or type close
   to 130 words a minute.. when properly focused..
   or graduate with three degrees out of college..
   or withstand a pain worse than literal crucifixion
   as identified in medical literature
   for 66 months from wake to sleep..

   So no.. my friend.. i have privilege
   and challenge gifted to me by GOD that allows
   me to understand details and experiences of life..
   that perhaps only 1 percent or LESS..
   of the population is able to understand..

   So i cannot judge anyone with eyes gifted by Allah..
   different than most.. expecting them to see a GOD
   as large as i see.. as GOD has gifted me obviously
   with bigger eyes of discernment than most..
   it will be easy for me to condemn the rest
   of the peoples of the Earth to Hell and say
   i am the only one living in Heaven..
   with a few more million people on earth now..
   ’cause we are the special ones.. the superior ones..
   and you other folks are just gonna have
   the curse of Allah and suffer forever..

   But you see my friend..
   i am smart enough not to do this..
   ’cause I understand God.. and that is
   where the video fails in invoking the
   curse of Allah on the lesser who do
   not understand Allah..
   Allah does not sentence
   anyone to hell for the lesser
   of human being privilege..
   God instead.. allows folks
   like me to lend a helping
   hand up
   instead of
   invoking curses
   on people who are
   lost.. but sadly..
   people like me
   will never ever
   be heard by fundamentalist
   Christians or Muslims as their
   books tale them there is no
   other knowledge but what
   is in their books..
   that is where they are
   incorrect.. as again GOD
   is no book.. no human word
   alone.. GOD is the God of ALL
   i am just a speck of dust compared
   to GOD and I will be a fool if i ever say
   i know or feel all there is to know or feel
   of GOD.. or anyone else does.. as i am still
   only a flea on the back of GOD enjoying
   my nourishment of blood
   as a life giving GOD
   that provides
   that gift of
   Blood free to
   me now by the
   grace of Paradise where
   i live.. but again.. how can
   i judge the folks who live in
   hell now.. no
   I CANNOT
   NOT AND
   WILL NOT..
   i will only offer a
   hand up
   and
   NEVER
   EVER
   PUSH
   THEM DOWN
   INTO AN IMAGINARY
   HELL WHEN THEY ALREADY
   LIVE THERE NOW.. WITTINGLY
   or not my friend.. Love is Heaven
   there is no HEAVEN BUT LOVE
   AND THAT LOVE
   CAN BE NOW
   EVEN IN
   A DESERT
   WITH LITTLE
   IF ONE FINDS
   THAT LOVE INSIDE
   OVERFLOWING
   AND ALWAYS
   SHARING NOTHING
   BUT LOVE.. NEVER FEAR
   OR ALL THE DERIVATIVES
   OF ILLUSORY FEAR.. NAMELY
   THE GREATEST ONE NAMED
   HATE OR SEPARATION FROM
   THE GOD OF ALL THAT IS
   OF ALL PEOPLES OF THE
   UNIVERSE(S) not just patches
   of land in the middle east..
   or earth.. as whole..
   my friend..
   smiles..
   another talk
   but not as long
   as the video of course..
   my friend. . SOHEIR FROM
   the fertile crescent Nile..
   the birthplace of the
   earliest of
   human
   awakening
   and enlightenment
   of greater human
   potential
   as children
   of GOD from among
   the first folks who
   believe in one
   GOD of ALL
   named Aten..
   and truly
   a source
   of what
   has now
   become other
   words for GOD
   in modern days
   of middle east ways..
   God has always been
   here.. it’s just up to us
   to SEE God and most
   importantly FEEL
   GOD.. WITHOUT
   THE ESSENCE ALL
   THAT IS.. IS DEAD
   WORDS.. and Love
   is the essence my
   friend.. Love ALL
   Love NOW
   Love
   IS
   IT
   IS Sacred Love..
   if a Bonobo can do it..
   i must have at least
   hope
   for humans
   too.. smiles..
   perhaps ISA
   will come back
   as a Bonobo if humans
   do not get their act
   together
   soon..
   and just let
   humans go
   extinct and bomb
   themselves to death..
   or perhaps God will send
   a virus.. to finally rid this
   earth of the cultural and
   religious viruses that are
   human.. and perhaps
   that is a metaphor
   my friend..
   and hopefully
   not the literal
   consequence
   of living out
   of the balance
   with the God of Nature..
   God will have ‘hEr’
   way.. ‘sHe’ alWays
   does.. humans are
   but a speck
   of dust..
   my friend..
   and that is
   the humility
   i for one see as
   respect and never
   Fear that breeds hate
   or separation.. Balance
   is the way of GOD and
   Unity is the way of Balance..
   And that is an ALL volunteer
   effort my friend never ever
   enforced by
   ways of
   HATE..:)

   Smiles my friend..
   my comment is not directed at the Quran or Muhammad..
   or you my friend.. in your understanding of the Quran..
   my comment is directed at the tone of the speaker and
   the specific words to invoke the curse of Allah on disbelievers..

   Those are not words of God.. in any book of mine..
   and i do not remember seeing them in the Quran..
   but they are the words of the individual in the video
   that i cannot possibly agree with as they are words of separation and not unity..
   this is what my disagreement is aimed at.. NOT Muhammad.. the Quran.. or you.. specifically..

   i haven’t heard you speak that the curse of Allah should be invoked on disbelievers
   but certainly it is a curse for soldiers to rape little girls in the name of Allah
   in this curse of way.. as well as stove top burning young wives by men
   who think the dowry does not meet a fabricated allowance by Allah..

   And i have much disagreement about these same types of things in the U.S.
   not much different than this.. and i can see the lies of the Bush
   administration at the time they are making them as no fool
   passes the test of my eyes to see another soul’s eyes lying..

   Anyway.. i have no doubts of your light my friend..
   but i also have no doubts that the terrorists are
   inspired by this same type of tone when provided
   like this to kill innocents as it promotes separation..

   And sure.. if some terrorist comes to my house..
   to harm my family.. they may die at my hands or
   powerful lightening fast and incredibly
   strong feet in a martial arts way..
   in a heart beat.. as i am trained as
   not only a soldier by pen.. but i am a
   very efficient killer in defense if necessary
   as a last resort.. and no human teaches me this..
   Allah teaches me this defense in hand and feet to hand combat..
   alone with no one else..
   as i do not want to hurt
   any innocent bystanders..
   if you will..

   Life is no soft ride for true freedoms of Allah..
   and i will fight to the death if necessary to keep those freedoms as well..
   but sure we live in a new era of soft men who train with smartphones
   instead of fists and feet.. i am fists and feet my friend..
   with a Loving Pen.. and when i walk tall like a Lion
   and light as a butterfly.. no one yet transgresses my path..

   God is no weak limp GOD.. God is the God of courage..
   and tough passionate Love.. as instilled in REAL MEN AND WOMEN..
   who treasure their freedoms and are not afraid to die for them
   in hand to hand combat.. but no guns for me.. i am no weak man
   who must use a crutch for defense.. i am Allah’s Lion
   not only in Pen but a force of one feat of feet as well..
   smiles.. and I love you too.. and we will fight for
   freedom together.. with the kind of Love and
   Light Allah brings.. with PEN..
   without any physical harm
   if we can but..

   if not…
   so be that as well..
   as caution to any terrorists who comes my way
   in metaphor of domesticate or abroad.. as we mostly have
   domesticated terrorists here in the U.S… now..
   in true effect and affect my friend.. in more
   ways than violence as well… but again..
   i live in a soft and free land..
   where many people
   take their freedoms
   for granted.. freedom
   is a gift.. that can be
   lost quick
   when a nation
   becomes soft..
   and while the military
   devices for defense are still
   strong.. there are few real warriors
   that i see.. still being trained by the
   military.. as i commonly wait for them
   to finish their Facebook before i
   lift a half a ton or whatever..
   smiles.. that’s kinda
   disgusting to
   me considering what
   our forefathers give
   for human
   freedom..
   a God
   of
   courage..
   and never
   ever weak..
   and while when
   young or now.. per my
   so-called physical disabilities
   i will never be able to pass the
   so-called physical requirements
   to enter the military no matter how
   strong and courageous i am.. the older
   combat veterans i have spoken to
   agree with my assessment
   here as well..
   i am in no
   position
   alone to make
   this assessment
   but it is in accordance
   with real veterans
   of wars for freedom..
   my friend..:)

   Hi my friend.. Imran Ali..

   Thanks so much for coming here and providing these wise words..

   There is much i Love about the Quran as a book of wisdom.. my friend..

   There is much about the Quran that is credible just like there is much about
   the Christian New Testament that is Credible.. AND USEFUL IN LIVING LIFE…

   And of course there are still many jewels left in the Old Testament as well…

   I argue against noNE of that here..
   and i defend these parts of the Quran to the haters in the west..
   as there are some who call it an evil book.. which of course it is not..

   The Quran like the Christian bible.. is a book of wisdom..
   and the realities of humanity.. at the time the books
   are both written and received as words from GOD…

   There is a warring aspect of both books
   that is also part of GOD my friend..
   and i do not judge either book as evil..

   There is a warring aspect in the Middle East..
   like i previously mention in my comment that is not
   a reality of the United States.. on our soils..
   so i must understand the reality of this in
   the Middle East.. that there is a much different reality..
   that plays greater to this reality of humanity that we in the west
   do not encounter.. that is still relevant as a part of GOD
   and more relevant on Middle Eastern shores….

   And sure.. it is the same with the covers of women..
   the Middle East is a hot arid land..
   and these covers also provide a
   practical aspect of keeping
   moisture in and bright sun
   reflected to both protect skin and keep one cool..

   SADLY.. Muslim Women where i Live swelter with what
   approaches heat stroke when these covers ARE WORN in
   our outside environment IN THE SWELTERING HUMID SUMMERS..
   THAT is just foolish my friend… but a reality of A
   book restriction they face..
   in an environment where those
   rules of GOD that are reasonable
   in your environment are not practical
   and against both GOD and Nature where we live here..

   God does not raise fools my friend.. God raises
   Intelligent beings named humans who adapt and change
   and survive or do not.. so sure.. women stay inside.. and survive..
   but it is beautiful outside here in the SWELTERING HUMID Summer as well..
   and that is sad.. so sad that they are imprisoned inside covered up..
   not to enjoy the Summer.. but it is what is is.. huh..

   i cry for the Muslim women here..
   but sure.. i am glad they stay cool..
   and are protected from the Dry Sun in the Middle East..

   And this is what i mean about change my friend..

   God sense or NO SENSE.

   But here’s the thing my friend..
   and what i love the most about the Quran
   is its focus on the balance of Nature and
   the giving aspect to the lesser of us.. THAT’S GREAT!..:)

   Science understands more my friend..
   much more than at the time of the Quran and the Christian Bible..
   AND YES IT IS A BIGGER MUCH DIFFERENT WORLD NOW AS WHOLE..
   so what that means.. is the text in that book is
   NOT finished for the story of humankind
   or the spirituality and ONENESS WITH Allah to come..

   I offer practical criticism.. for the relatively small parts
   that can possibly change for the better.. i realize the chances
   of that changing in countries where
   religion and state are one is
   practically zero..

   And honestly.. the only way
   i can convince you OR any other Muslim is if
   i somehow am ISA myself.. which no.. i am not..
   THAT’S SAD.. COMMON GOD SENSE SHOULD BE THE RULE..
   not foolish behavior that refuses to change just ’cause ‘Joe’ or
   whomever finished the text of the Quran in actual book form AFTER MUHAMMAD DIES…
   SAYS it can’t change 1500 years ago.. in a small patch of arid hot land…
   in one TINY BOOK.. THAT IS AN ABRIDGED VERSION OF GOD’S WORDS…

   I am just a human being my friend… but i will tell you this..
   i am a Prophet of Allah.. neither the last or first who speaks
   to GOD face to GOD and who GOD speaks through to the best of my receiving ability..

   And sure.. this definition of Prophet.. is in accordance with my western definition
   of prophet as healer.. Love is what counts.. and so far all I see is Loving Female Muslims..
   you are only the second Male Muslim who has taken the time and effort to
   communicate with me.. since i am Speaking on Truth and Light of ALLAH
   for the last five plus decades…
   i appreciate that.. i am humble enough
   to tell you that everything you say is correct..

   But here’s the difference between what we call a prophet
   in the United States and an Apostle of Jesus..

   The Apostle says
   the rules of the past..
   with no variance..

   The Prophet Speaks
   the rule of GOD

   WITH NO VARIANCE..

   NOW HERE IS MY MAIN VARIANCE WITH THE QURAN IN 2015..

   WORDS OF SEPARATION FROM GOD IN ANY BOOK IS AGAINST GOD..

   WORDS OF LIMITS ON GOD IN ANY BOOK IS AGAINST GOD..

   THOSE TWO LINES ARE MY MAIN ISSUES OF VARIANCE WITH
   THE QURAN.. I AM NOT HERE TO MAKE ANYONE BELIEVE WHAT I SPEAK OF..
   I AM JUST HERE TO OFFER IT FREE OF GOD’S GUIDANCE AND CHARGE MY FRIEND…

   AND where i am no longer welcome..
   as i have been kicked out of almost
   everywhere online associated with the west..
   where there is moderation of administration..
   as my criticisms are scathing of both Western
   Politics and Western Christianity..

   I just dust my sandals off
   and travel to the next destination with
   GOD’s message for me TO SPEAK.. and sure
   i will do this until my death..
   as GOD already damns me to hell..
   to bring me this far friend..
   and there are 11 million
   more words from me..

   THAT will
   tale you
   the same
   MESSAGE..
   in greater
   details my friend..

   I Love you..

   THAT is the part of Christianity and Muslim

   THAT is all that counts
   when the end and beginning
   of all

   IS
   SAID
   AND
   DONE..

   PERIOD MY FRIEND..
   AND THAT IS MY MAIN MESSAGE FOR YOU…

   I LOVE YOU.

   If everyone practices I Love you..
   there will be no false Iraq wars from
   the WEST.. no false tortures.. no haters
   of Muslims.. no rapes of young girls
   by Muslim extremists.. and no
   stove top burnings of young
   brides in Pakistan..
   AND SO MUCH MORE
   EVIL THAT WILL BE
   RESOLVED..
   Truly it’s as simple
   as that my friend…
   THIS IS ALL ALLAH TRULY
   DEMANDS.. LOVE YOURSELF..
   LOVE OTHERS AS YOURSELF..
   AND FIRST AND FOREMOST
   LOVE ALLAH WITH ALL YOUR
   HEART OF EMOTION.. EXPRESSING
   THAT WITH SPIRIT OF HUMAN WITH
   A BALANCING BODY AND MIND AS SOUL..
   AND WORLD PEACE WILL BE THE SOLUTION..

   i already live in Heaven NOW MY FRIEND..
   that is my reward from ALLAH NOW alWays
   NOW.. AND ALL I HAVE TO DO TO STAY
   IN HEAVEN IS PRACTICE THAT RULE
   WITH ZERO VARIANCE.. i have zero
   TO GAIN.. and zero to lose by being
   here.. and just ALL.. to GIVE..
   take it with eYes of ALLAH
   or not my friend.. your
   will.. your choice..
   your way with
   ALLAH or NOT..
   my friend..
   Peace and
   Blessings
   with Love
   ONCE AGAIN!..:)

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2. katiemiafrederick says:

   October 15, 2015 at 11:41 AM

   Hi Rafiah.. ‘Southern Cross’ is my favorite..
   and sure Music is her Game.. and Love is her Name..
   and i travel the world always looking for her and i find her now and then..

   sMILEs.. sadly.. we don’t have NEW music like this in the United States anymore..
   it dies in the 70’s more or less.. with electronic glitz.. replacing the chords of
   human acoustic heARt.. and i suppose that is why i Love the Language of poetry..
   as it is the Language of Love above.. just wham bam thank ya mam..
   in two or three words of modern pop music that is repetitive..
   and just exciting.. and nothing more.. in today’s ways
   of electronic computer programmed beats..
   than what CAN be the nuance of
   Infinity in human emotion..
   through music..
   and dance as well..
   my friend..

   i do compose music.. perhaps i will do that again.. as well..
   as i am bored of what is out there today.. new in music..
   and who am i blaming but me.. for not getting to work
   at that too.. i guess.. smiles again..
   my piano is waiting..
   if you don’t see my text for a few years..
   you will know what i am doing.. but sure..
   i will still keep in touch with you somehow my friend..
   i promise you that.. God willing of course.. perhaps
   i’ll send you a song.. one like this.. again..:)

   So let IT written be music..
   perhaps its WiLL be done..
   WHO kNows.. i Feel..
   Music of Love
   Lives
   as
   Me and now
   you of course
   as well.. welcome
   to my SonG.. i write
   it for you.. my friend..
   Rafiah.. as Kind in Love..:)

   Thanks.. for this gift of song as well.. Rafiah..
   you have such a diverse mind in cultural interests
   that go far beyond your borders.. or age.. you always impress me..
   here from 1969.. a song about a man who cannot control his passions..
   and kills his love down by the river.. of course.. as with all poetry
   and songs.. the meaning is always of us.. as unique individuals.. my friend..

   i will never come to that conclusion.. now.. from just hearing the song..
   but of course.. violence.. now.. is not in my vocabulary either..
   i see it as a song of Love instead of killing.. as that is
   what i see.. Love.. but nah.. It isn’t always that way..
   for me either..

   An eye of Love.. is always a beautiful eye of seeing
   as far as i can see the River ..now.. my friend..
   Rafiah..:)

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3. katiemiafrederick says:

   October 15, 2015 at 12:40 PM

   Smiles.. Glenn.. the Wonder Loom.. shares a visit yesterday
   but yes.. you are likely the second and last to comment
   here in my sea of seemingly endless iT is IS IS is iT
   writing and other assorted
   artifacts of science
   and art.. haha!..
   Thanks so much.. you
   are an amazing guy to
   get through what i do
   here.. at all.. and seriously
   you literally may be one of only
   a few who can even reasonably
   be expected to do this.. in our modern
   twitter age that is reduced to characters
   and not even limits of words in standard
   diction ways
   of being..
   hmm..
   i love output..
   i am an input dude
   for 50 long years..
   and when the
   explosion
   of output
   comes after all
   that input for five decades
   it is no small one.. and no
   slow one either.. i am going
   to be all i can be.. no matter
   if it makes others uncomfortable
   or not.. i watered me down to
   suit the tastes of the
   dVerse administrators
   until the point that
   my creativity
   started
   shrinking
   and the patriarchs
   successfully killed my creativity
   at age 13.. FOR 40 DEAD YEARS..
   by taling me NOW THEN..
   only girls do THAT.. and we
   beat you up if you even
   crack a smile..
   just be a tough
   boy and
   suck all the
   hate up..
   ha! i dedicate all of this
   to the haters in the world..
   and i only wish they can
   share one millionth of the
   Love i feel for creating
   free never limited now
   by people
   who will
   try to
   stop
   the Love
   Train i am today..
   it flows.. and it flows
   faster and faster.. like an
   ever spreading Tsunami
   of what i call Love whether
   it drowns others or not..
   it is here waiting
   for them..
   in small drops
   or ocean full
   for whatever
   eYes care to
   see and hear
   deeper or shallow
   as long as servers
   bring it on.. i will go on..
   as this my friend is a very
   large soUl that IS me expresSinG
   as spiRit.. in a heArt still growing
   multiple times larger than the
   grinch that once
   exists
   as me..
   these are my presents
   i offer.. they are free..
   and i expect no one
   to take them..
   but yes..
   they are free
   my friend..
   and so
   am
   i..
   to CREATE
   LESS THAN
   GOD BUT
   YES AS
   SIMILAR
   TRUTH
   AND
   LIGHT..
   i Love you Friend..
   Glenn.. the world
   needs more people
   like you as they mostly
   are older like you and
   me.. and this is
   what may
   be all that
   is left of them..
   old souls online..
   credit forethinkers
   and most importantly
   foredoers for maKinG
   that possible write NOW..
   like Steve Jobs and Bill and friends..
   and sure Steve Jobs helps best in
   many ways to
   combine
   the ART of GOD
   of ALLTHATIS
   AS MANIFEST
   IN HUMAN..
   wITh ReAsON..
   PRICELESS JOBS..:)

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4. katiemiafrederick says:

   October 15, 2015 at 12:53 PM

   Last comer to dVerse links on Tuesday
   prompt about ancient Rock art..

   Smile..s an age when life is about
   life and not about tools
   alone.. when man
   is man and
   woman is
   woman
   with
   tools
   as accessories
   that do not rule
   us alone.. who
   is smarter
   human
   or
   tools..
   i choose human
   i am human too
   and
   fewer
   tools..:)

   Reply
5. katiemiafrederick says:

   October 15, 2015 at 8:48 PM

   And now on to respond to a few links
   from dVerse Poet’s Pub..
   Thursday Open Link
   night before i leave
   for Rave Dancing
   tonight.. busy
   weekend coming
   with Gospel Singing
   tomorrow night..
   Casino Trip to Biloxi
   with Church on Saturday..
   Catholic Church on Sunday
   along with the Boggy Bayou
   Mullet Festival on Sunday afternoon..
   hmm.. sounds like lots of photos.. and
   smaller time for writing.. but i will to get
   through and respond to all dVerse links
   before the weekend is over.. God willing
   of course.. sMILES.. AS THE auto-
   biography of poetry REALNOW goes
   on for me..
   among other
   stuff of course..:)

   *A love can be a song
   of ‘tween.. a love can be
   a brush.. a stroke.. love
   is pain.. and make up
   face.. where love
   grows paint
   fades..
   rest of
   Love Shines
   through a vacant
   place of Real my friend..:)

   Breaths flesh soft..
   spiral breeze
   deep blue sea
   measures me..
   SonG of LifE
   wE of aLL..
   waVes oF
   uS..
   SinG proLonG..:)

   And the show goes on
   Buck.. Johnny Eagle
   and a horse who
   refuses to
   be tamed
   named Jesus..
   Jesus.. this is
   a great story..
   and when Cowboys
   and Indians come
   toGeThEr healing
   Jesus at the end..
   what a turn
   of hooves..
   midnight
   Cowboys..
   Sun rise
   Indians..:)

   *Inner Forest of human
   being.. trees of Love
   remember friends..
   how nice it is
   to step with
   leaves
   of fallen
   Love and
   Rising Friends..:)

   i see my mother here.. no longer
   driving in her 60’s.. residing inside
   never venturing much further
   than a book or crochet..
   in her 80’s now..
   it makes her
   happy..
   and it
   is still enough
   for her.. peace
   of mind lives
   in a many
   stranded
   way of Life
   i guess..
   horizons high
   horizons low
   as peace
   i’m sure..:)

   SMiLes.. i for one make
   an art of finding poetry
   wherever i go..
   capturRinG
   wITh wORds
   or videO wiT
   poeTry comeS
   and goes with mE..
   FinDinG poetry iN
   titles.. anothEr waY
   to be art mY frienD..:)

   Midnight road.. a walk alone..
   Keep moving.. make a score..
   a score is more.. rhymes with i..
   Who can i be.. but a work of lUSt..
   Oh.. rubbER gLoves.. reAlly.. i MusT..;)

   iCe ages
   come and
   go..
   fiRes
   alWays burn out..
   Yes.. humans will
   freeze last now..
   when oiL is gONe..
   icE comes KinG..
   Meanwhile.. some folks
   will continue to worry
   about
   bUrning..
   WitH FroZen
   minDs sTill Death
   they pArt..:)

   ——–
   sMILEs.. Break..
   Dance NOW!..;)
   ——–

   9:34 pm..
   BACK AT
   12:37PM
   10162015..

   Irony is the gift of reality
   that never must make sense..
   Promoting Jesus to a solidier
   GOD in actuality is the only
   way the housings of
   real meaning
   will make
   theIR way
   to now..
   So sure..
   Jesus is a dinosaur
   carried by eggs
   of human
   myth..
   Not even a flood
   OF LIES
   can end his life..
   as WHOLE long
   as megalomaniacs
   carry his real iTunes
   of REAL
   then.. NOW..
   IN MYTHS
   OF HUMAN
   EGGS..
   AND SURE
   that is
   still
   resurrected
   pArt in today’s
   world
   of rotten
   eggs..;)

   Only a foolish God will create a devil
   out of hate.. only a real GoD
   will create
   a devil out
   of Love..
   smiles..
   God is
   no fool
   and neither
   is the real devil
   of us..
   and them..
   It is what it is
   fall and rise
   and get
   up again..
   Beauty is the
   Devil
   that
   creates
   LIFE
   and PASSIONATE
   FIRE OF LIVING..
   the other devil
   is just
   imaginary..
   wInks..;)

   Ugh.. a loss of feeling..
   it’s all around.. it seeps
   in as darkness.. old songs..
   last.. new feelings come
   again.. oh.. YouTube
   saves US..
   N0W
   WitH
   pasSinG
   feelinGs
   riSinG
   up wITh
   ReaL
   beInG
   FEELinG..
   Thanks for the
   SonG.. it is BliSs..
   up theRe in YouTuBe
   Heaven.. come again..:)

   All of Nature has a song..
   the song of change
   so real
   and true..
   Many of we have
   a dream.. so same..
   so cold.. so false
   unreal.. Embracing
   Change is
   Light and
   Truth HOT..
   Same stays
   cold forevermore..:)

   Ah.. humans.. spending
   Life focusing on imperfections
   polishing them down.. a response..
   Fear of Change..
   Detail thinking..
   Devil of same..
   Oxytocin Receptors
   on feet connecTinG to
   Earth’s sAnd.. Love
   it ALL..
   meanwhile.. most..
   wear shoes..
   trim lawns
   carefully squAre..
   sidewalk edges..
   Earth
   screams!
   Can’t YOU
   see ME..
   beyond your
   sidewalk eYes..:)

   i can relate to this well..
   All a father can be.. in the
   struggles of manhood..
   expressing emotions..
   staying strong.. my
   father has all of
   this but separating
   early with no desire
   or way to express this..
   all i feel/know.. is from his
   brother who away
   from law
   enforcement
   of both criminals
   and expressing
   emotions..
   can tale his tale..
   but i suppose sooner
   or later we all must become
   our own fathers and mothers
   and friends as well.. the man
   or woman in the mirror
   is always the
   one who
   Rules and
   Loves us best
   when both Father
   and Mother..
   Husband..
   Wife..
   and
   Friend
   as well
   whole we
   are when
   we become
   ONE force
   of all of that
   and then we can
   give the rest of iSuS..:)

   2:20 pm..
   Back at 8:08
   Southern Baptist
   Gospel Singing Canceled..
   Wife Katrina brings a
   TV show instead.. Ellen..
   with Miley Cyrus Singing
   ‘Hands of Love’… sure that
   is Gospel singing even better
   too..
   REAL
   GOSPEL
   SINGING
   COME TO LIGHT…
   SO ANYWAY.. back
   to this.. and you know
   poetry i love.. as these
   hands of mind are not just
   mine these hands are thousands
   more of all the connections of
   my life.. all the dance.. all
   the creativity of
   all who
   touch my life..
   so i write on
   and carry on alway
   stronger when i start..
   wicked are the blinded
   from the trails of past..
   i leave them behind and
   visit them again..
   as liGht is
   always
   worth
   sharing
   no matter what..
   Forgiveness is Love..
   Love is All that is..
   joining hands
   of thousands
   behind
   the pens
   of Love.. iSnow..
   and oh.. to be clear
   wicked trails has nothing
   to do of wHere i traverse today..
   but yes.. i have been to wicked
   places.. for surely without
   Love Wicked leaves..
   do fall
   as black
   ash and dirt..
   but with Love
   theRe is
   Green
   a Pill
   of Love
   where Red
   and Blue
   holds
   hands
   of LIVE..:)

   In lives of plenty
   In lives of excess
   In lives of instant gratification..
   a little cold and hunger goes
   a long way to happiness
   when warm hearts
   and full stomachs
   become
   one
   with needing
   each other in Love..
   Hurricanes of Mass Destruction
   teach this lesson to lucky few..
   snow storms.. and earthquakes..
   bring back the
   struggle
   as
   Love..:)

   A Roller coaster of
   money up and
   down around
   the world..
   Blessed
   are those
   who never
   catch the
   train of
   up and
   down.. Sad for
   those who climb
   up and fall..
   bed pans..
   are the gold
   that will be shined
   by love one day..
   and for those who
   give Love
   those hands
   will be appreciated..
   for those who do not..
   the end will
   be the
   means.. there is
   no fooling Love in
   the empty heart of Gold
   no matter how Gold the
   comb
   over..
   smiles
   of stranding
   Lies..
   whisp
   a cross
   a hair of Gold..:)

   *Ah.. the autumn eve of sunset
   green to red to brown..
   a Sunrise of cold
   blue skies..
   fewer clouds
   in skies..
   means
   alive
   is crisp
   and fresh
   in skies of Love..:)

   The third asterisk
   of known poets to
   me who block
   these words
   of beauty
   from their
   sight..
   sad it is
   to separate
   oneself for potential
   of beauty to come thEir
   way.. people often ask me
   how i do all of this.. it is
   simple.. there are no asterisks
   of people who i exclude from
   my TREE
   OF LIFE
   as free..
   a lesson to learn
   is Love is THE most
   powerful FORCE in the
   Universe.. a Force so
   Powerful that
   a poem
   can become
   a
   Uni-Verse
   too.. sMiLES..
   it’s sad for me..
   to see people who
   separate themselves
   from others.. over
   differences
   of
   opinion..
   we all have
   ’em.. but sure
   some people are
   afraid
   of seeing
   a naked butt..
   too..
   blinded
   by the
   Light
   OF
   REAL
   like a Moon
   shining below
   as so above..FREE!..
   And yeah there’s a song
   about that i thInk i’ll
   add up top on this dVerse
   Section that celebrates
   the freedom
   of
   FREE ASSOCIATION
   IN HUMAN CREATIVITY..
   THE LIGHT OF CREATIVITY
   CAN BE SO BRIGHT
   THAT IT
   BURNS
   THE
   eYes of
   those
   who separate
   from it.. in other
   ways of mechanical
   cognition
   CLOSED
   MINDED
   Life..
   SURE I BLIND
   PEOPLE BY
   MY LIGHT..
   IT IS BRIGHT
   I DO NO APOLOGIZE
   FOR MY LIGHT AT ALL..
   smiles..
   the off switch
   online is not hard
   to find.. but in
   real life.. ha!
   i cannot
   be
   ignored..
   no matter
   how hard
   folks pretend
   to do it.. hehE!
   THE DANCE OF ME
   SHINES BRIGHT IN
   HALLS OF PUBLIC VIEW!..
   AND from the distance
   across the dance hall
   room last night i
   hear a little
   young man say
   OMG
   that’s the
   weirdest dude
   here.. i didn’t
   get a chance to catch
   up with him.. with a Link THAT
   WILL CONCLUSIVELY PROVE I
   AM THE F*KING WEIRDEST
   DUDE IN THE
   WORLD
   AND THANK
   HIM FOR
   HIS
   COMPLIMENT
   it balances
   out with
   the young
   women
   who tale
   me i am awesome
   on the dance floor..
   but sure Weird is the
   BESTEST COMPLIMENT OF
   ALL AS OH GOD I AM
   A VANILLA
   HUMAN
   BEFORE
   LIKE A F IN
   PAPER BAG..
   THAT I RARELY
   FIND MY WAY OUT
   OF TO BE A FRACTION
   OF HOW FREE i AM JusT NOW!..:)

   Okay.. Album Cover of Caveman
   Fred Astaire dancing and
   Piano Player..
   the evolution of
   MANFRED MANN
   IS THE
   NAME
   OF THE
   ALBUM..
   Synchronicity
   comes in waves
   for those who
   Surf GOD FREE!
   with God at One’s
   Back there are no F*KING
   limits.. just potential
   more fully realized
   every now
   that comes
   FREE!..
   i thInk tHis
   is better than
   GOSPEL SINGING
   IT IS SIGNING..;)
   BACK TO dVerse
   now..:)

   This place needs
   a WOMAN’S TOUCH
   BEFORE i GO
   ON..;)

   oh.. yeah..
   just write.. tRust
   me.. sHe breaThes
   iN mE..;)

   Chords Voice
   NoteS Song..
   HiPs SinG
   emoTioNs
   coMe LiGht fliGht..
   DanCe.. SonG..:)

   iMage SoUl..
   SinkinG
   Ocean depth
   RiSinG Dreams
   soft refrain
   waves
   brushing
   soul
   paint
   bubbles
   infuSinG oxygen
   Air LiGht regains..
   Breathes Life iaMe..:)

   Spring rises hot to puberty flow..
   Summer comes in many colors
   oh so long..
   Fall slows down..
   now reflect..
   Leaves of
   dreams do
   come back..
   Winter stay
   a place ’till
   death..
   Appreciation
   bRinGs
   Life best
   when emoTioN
   SinGs.. Golden
   Years of Winter
   tRue.. sTress goes..
   Love
   comes back..
   Love’s gift
   preSent
   appreciates
   WiNterNow..:)

   Words avenues
   dreams delight
   Moves inspiration
   fruition liGht..
   ConnecTioNs
   run deeper
   words go by..
   flesh a SonG
   wheRe Blood SinGs Love
   Sweat creates Sweet Life Now..:)

   Ah.. yes.. my
   friEnd.. wheNow
   poetrY no lonGer
   wRites me.. i
   goes
   a
   way..
   sMileS..
   noTHinG
   butpoeTry
   i menow..:)

   Believe it or NOT..
   once upon a time
   i am a very anxious
   human..
   Dante
   pain brRinGs
   anxiety beyond
   believe.. Ativan
   the savior for five
   long years.. oh
   nightmares ..
   vivid
   beyond
   night’s stay
   when Ativan
   leaves
   car lights
   are
   eyes..
   Now i dream
   awake.. siLent
   LuciDitY FruiTioN
   Lives
   Dream
   am i.. WiDE
   AwaKe Now..
   Mental Note..
   Fred remember
   to see that new
   movie PAN.. wInks..
   i am Peter.. the real
   Pan
   ALiVE!..
   oh Hi again.. Prajakta..
   before i forget..
   yoUr poetry
   inspires
   this!..
   i am
   off to fly!
   aGaiN..!
   i haVe
   DREAMS TO CATCH!..;)

   Ah.. the last hundred years
   an experiment for sure..
   Radio.. TV.. AC..
   RECORD it ALL
   and virtual
   video game
   LIFE Next..
   a screen becomes
   scream.. human no
   longer lives..
   the Terminator
   is here
   man is
   a machine
   of human screen..
   AnyWHO yes..! i’m BACK..!
   Again dam IT..!
   and i aim to
   help..
   if a 55 year
   old dude can
   do Arnold so
   CAN THEY..;)

   WELL.. i for one will do what you ask..
   there is a little boy.. a disabled boy
   from a nice neighborhood..
   he is Autistic..
   there is A
   beautiful
   sapling..
   he cannot speak..
   his only joy
   is nourishing this
   tree.. He provides hands
   of Love that words can
   not meet.. he breathes
   life into this tree and
   more beautiful it grows..
   until one day college
   educated tree
   majors..
   exclaim
   this is
   a specimen
   of amazing
   Tree.. they
   study leaves
   and bark bright
   glow..
   Sadly.. the little
   boy’s heart is weak
   his love is strong
   but flesh
   gives out..
   the little
   boy passes away..
   and what is left is the
   most beautiful tree
   in his small
   hometown..
   where his
   love
   grows
   tree..
   a young man.. strong
   but shy.. is walking down
   a sidewalk shaded by
   this wonder
   tree..
   a young woman
   weak but brave
   come under
   the tree
   where they speak
   of the beauty
   of the tree..
   and like
   magic a spark of Love
   unites Strong man
   with Brave woman
   anew with Love..
   Tree of Life
   is born..
   under
   Tree
   of Love..
   The young man becomes
   brave with this strength of Love..
   The young woman supports him..
   no fear.. through military and political
   career.. and then at the height of
   world leadership role..
   this now powerful
   world leader
   helps makes
   a decision and
   is credited for
   saving human
   and earth alike..
   but who is the real savior..
   the tree.. the little disabled boy..
   loving parents of the man and wife..
   all the teachers who bring them lessons
   of life.. and all the friends who support them
   in all aspects of life as
   well..
   there is no separation
   when Love
   bRinGs
   Unity..
   and sure there was
   darkness along the way
   that inspires the young
   man the same
   as light..
   we are all saviors
   of each other
   when Love
   comes into the
   world..
   no man
   is savior
   but
   LOVE
   my Friend
   Candy..
   LOVE..:)

   Hope you don’t mind if i share yoUr path..

   Sunsets gleam through eagles WinGs..
   Nature’s beast of feathered SinGs..
   Ajoy beak says.. spiraLinG Son..
   Kepher soaRs foRce ONe..
   Eagle eYes Blue skeYe..

   Earth replies
   All Alive..
   Grow
   Life
   Earns

   The Valley
   Has new breed..
   Indigenous
   Nature
   KinG..
   Ink of path
   No plan
   GOlD

   PainT
   ALL iS..
   TiMe N0W
   Hath InNate Sprite..:)

   http://sitespecific.org.za/karoo-geoglyph/

   I always love my father
   i visited him twice a year
   for a weekend here and
   there.. he never really
   said anything to me..
   but oh how
   i wanted
   some instruction
   on how to be a man..
   he leaves when i’m 3..
   then one day he speaks..
   and tales me in the operating
   room of my few week old
   child’s surgery.. make
   sure you raise
   him like a man
   son..
   my mother
   spoke.. my
   smile says
   Love.. i forgive
   my father
   as i am
   my Mother’s
   Love.. my child
   passes away then..
   my father passes away
   last year.. and finAlly
   i look in the
   mirror
   and find
   a father
   of me..:)

   Well.. one more to go.. a late link on dVerse online
   poetry site by my friend Lynn.. anyway.. if you
   have any darkness in life.. ya oughta try poetry..
   it’s great medicine to grow a HeArt STRoNG..
   cause dam it.. if i can do it..
   A robot computer
   cog in
   machine
   i am before..
   i truly believe
   anyone can
   do it..
   besides
   me..:)

   Well.. my goodness
   Lynn it feels like
   home here you
   are again at
   the very end..
   and oh my goodness
   28 times.. this is my
   28th poem.. sure
   3 folks exclude
   me from their
   homeroom
   now but
   you
   homeschool..
   so i’m sure
   you’ll allow
   me here..
   and where does
   that circle of
   life start
   on that
   ‘caveman’..
   the tale
   or front..
   rhetorical
   question
   no need to answer..;)

   Ah.. yes.. 28 poems.. and the end with Lynn..　
   And.. well.. i only share 5 on Facebook..
   but sure.. in the next blog post..
   perhaps tomorrow
   night after
   day long
   casino trip
   on Biloxi beach..
   23 more come in
   blog post then..
   Beach Photos..
   Casinos.. etc..
   MORE
   Royale..
   and the title will be..
   ‘Thousand Hands
   of Love’.. smiles..
   sure.. wheRe do
   i come up
   with
   all
   this stuff..
   rhetorical
   question
   once AGAIN!..;)

   10172015
   12:37 am..
   end for now..:)

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6. katiemiafrederick says:

   October 15, 2015 at 10:31 PM

   ^^^

   Off to celebrate my 80th week of Rave Dancing at Old Seville Quarter..
   and oh GOD.. i love this Shirt.. a T-Rex.. some cheeseburgers..
   two cats.. and ya got Paradise in Space.. heHE!..;)

   Seriously.. do you really think LiFE is supposed
   to make logical sense.. that’s okay.. i used to have
   that illusion too..

   Funny how irony
   works..

   WHEN REAL..:)

   Reply
7. Madeleine Begun Kane says:

   October 15, 2015 at 11:49 PM

   Lovely, as always.

   Reply
   • katiemiafrederick says:

     October 16, 2015 at 12:21 PM

     Hi Madeleine..
     thanks so much for stopping by with those
     lovely words of appreciation today..
     i am always joyous to come to your
     site of Limerick sharing as humor
     is the medicine to raise
     human up a little
     bit out of all
     the darkness we see today..
     so yes.. your Limericks
     spread the Light of
     human healing my friend.. so..
     you are my Limerick healing friend..
     sMiLes again!..:)

     Reply
8. katiemiafrederick says:

   October 16, 2015 at 12:58 PM

   https://lifeconfusions.wordpress.com/2015/10/16/extraordinary/

   ^^^

   Sad ugly song of life is Lonely
   Beautiful Happy song of life is Allone..
   Diversity is God’s SonG that one
   can see and feel throughout
   Nature in an Infinity
   of nuances of
   emotions
   and senses..
   The color of human
   is limitless.. to color
   human any less than
   limitless is only block
   of Truth
   and Light
   of Human Freedom..
   embracing ALL of IT
   ALLONE.. any less
   is lonelier
   than THAT..
   to taste
   and see and
   FEEL THE FLAVORS
   OF GOD IN ALL HUMAN
   without exclusion..
   is becoming
   ALLONE
   and LIMITLESS
   MY FRIEND.. IN A WAY
   OF UNCONDITIONAL LOVE
   THAT NO RAINBOW WILL EVER EQUAL..
   AS Truth
   and Light
   that never
   ends and
   always changes
   Infinity NOW
   as Unique
   and different
   to FUEL NOW..
   ALIVE AND SPECIAL..
   in EyEs of US WitH ALLONE
   Allah GO
   D and all the metaphors
   for the Essence of
   All and different
   changing
   NOW
   only fear
   demands
   SAME
   AND FEAR
   IS THE REAL
   DEVIL
   OF
   SAME
   THAT LEADS
   TO ALL FORMS
   OF HUMAN HATE..
   OH! AND HI! ZEE..
   NICE TO BE HERE
   WITH YOU NOW..
   LO
   VE.. SAYS IT DIFFERENT
   SAYS FEELING
   AND SAME
   AS CHANGE..
   WITH LOVE..:)

   Reply
9. katiemiafrederick says:

   October 16, 2015 at 1:49 PM

   https://shakeyourconscience.wordpress.com/2015/09/28/matter-and-mind-both-mysterious/comment-page-1/#comment-442

   ^^^
   Hi.. Imran Ali..
   Material Reductionism
   and the Devil
   of details..
   refusing
   change..
   is the
   sin of
   modern day
   living separate
   from the bigger vision
   of GOD gifted to us
   with God’s
   eYes
   as
   potential..:)

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10. katiemiafrederick says:

    October 17, 2015 at 2:47 AM

    https://shadowsofthedivine.wordpress.com/2015/10/16/i-find-myself-scattered/

    ^^^

    Scattered.. as story..
    i too.. know and feel
    before..
    all so
    confuSinG
    a soUl
    diffusing
    Ocean..
    no waves..
    wAvE am i
    getting aLL back
    togeThEr aGain..
    a child of 7 or before..
    culture bRinGs
    chaos breeds
    loSinG Oneness
    of soUl.. no more miNd
    and Body Balance then..
    tHere is a place in yOur
    HeArt my friend that
    knows.. FEELS self
    as ONE..
    God lives
    in tHis i..
    of ego I of spiRiT!
    Dream CAtcher
    ONE fruition
    of i.. escapes
    chaos of culture..
    i becomes master
    of ego I.. spiRit
    of emoTioN
    expresSinG
    hearT so free..
    regulating through
    dancing as air..
    along with
    senses
    integraTinG..
    i am a 6 year
    old child again
    my friend..
    but sure i have
    knowledge to go along
    with free as well.. it’s the
    icing on the cake of a human
    who
    becomes
    child again..
    children play..
    adults worry..
    heaven for child..
    hell for adult..
    but no it does
    NOT have to
    be this way..
    but
    no it’s
    not free..
    constant
    dedicated practice
    for an entire life to
    stay in
    heaven
    free now
    as Child..
    and sure with
    Love i wish for you
    to play as child again..
    my friend.. Lala Rukh..:)

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11. katiemiafrederick says:

    October 17, 2015 at 8:57 AM

    https://omabdalrahmaan.wordpress.com/2015/10/17/i-love-you-mohammad/comment-page-1/#comment-656

    ^^^

    The little boy who loves Mohammad with words instead of drawing portraits is touching..

    And as corallary in the US many people worship an idol of a man once named Yeshua and other translations.. presently Jesus.. as a God.. and never hear his lessons of Truth and Light.. As only the reality of a humble prophet’s teachings..

    The real Jesus will never be on Facebook.. With a perfect smile..

    i agree with this 100 percent.. And it is the main reason I visit here.. to hear..:)

    Smiles.. you always make me feel welcome.. SOHEIR.. Sadly that is rare but i refuse to do anything less than love as that is all that makes me fearless.. Love..:)

    And now i am out of bed.. a smart phone.. is difficult for me to use still sleepily with one hand in bed.. and now i have two.. so i will share a story with you..

    There is a woman named Helen.. she lives in a small town.. she has a Law Enforcement husband.. and she raises two infants at home.. in a small trailer.. a boy and girl..

    One day the father says.. go get a job Helen.. i need you to make me more money.. she says no.. i refuse.. i will stay home and take care of my children.. they mean more to me than anything in this world..

    He does not accept this so he leaves when the little boy is three and the girl is two.. so Helen moves in with her mother and must go to work..

    Well.. the little boy receives all her unconditional love until age 3.. and now the little girl must go to be taken care of by someone else.. lonely in a crib all day long…

    The little boy is homesick for his Mother.. when she goes to work.. and he soon enters Kindergarten to learn about cultural ways.. but first.. he looks across the river at his home on the water.. and sees a water GOD that is endless across to the forest.. and realizes he has been here forever with GOD.. before he can even speak at age 3..

    Well.. his mother continues to Love him unconditionally.. never any spankings.. only grandmother does that.. with switch from the Apple Tree in yard.. but this boy’s Mother’s Unconditional Love continues to live strong in his bright blue eyes..

    So anyway.. he Loves very much and in school.. some girls love him too.. just ’cause he is so nice and with smiling eyes too.. but no.. the boys.. by the time they hit puberty.. will have none of that.. they tell the boy he cannot smile.. so the boy stays sad.. until he grows taller and stronger than the other boys.. so he smiles.. with eyes.. and Loves.. no matter what they say then..

    So the boy goes on.. graduating at the top of his class.. gets lonely in college.. as many people struggle at that age.. and the smiles come back when he becomes a giver of shoes.. at a small military Bowling Center.. for almost two decades he serves up shoes.. dirty feet.. smelly shoes.. it is a humble job for an educated boy to do..

    So.. church groups often come in.. the boy quits going to church when he gets married and does not go back for 23 years.. but still the now young man smiles.. and sees every person he meets.. as the most important person in the Universe when he smiles at them..

    So yes.. leaders of church groups often come up to him and say.. my friend you are the best example of a Christian i ever meet.. all there is about you is Love.. you are like Jesus.. with your healing eyes of Love..

    And he says thank you friend.. i no longer go to church.. but i just Love.. the boy still cannot talk much.. he says it all with his eyes.. and bright white smile…

    And one day a woman asks the young man.. what is your position here.. and he tells her manager.. as he becomes one by then.. and she’s says oh.. that explains why you are so nice..

    And another man asks him.. how long he works there .. and when he says.. almost twenty years.. the man says OMG how can you still be so happy working in the same place so long..

    The older man now that still has the smiling eyes.. receives a challenge from GOD.. his only real way to communicate Love with his eyes will change now.. the smiling eyes.. are gifted by GOD with a burning hell fire pain.. that grows into his ears.. where a cricket sounds like a freight train.. and a street light with shades.. looks like the Sun at 3 a.m..

    So how will the man Love now.. like his favorite friend Jesus.. his eyes are only pain.. his heart becomes numb.. there is nothing left of the man before..

    The man will not get mad at God.. even gifted with 19 medical disorders.. in a synergy.. of life and death JOB’s challenge.. like the bible story.. and his only wish is to die.. to escape the pain.. but God will not let him go.. God has other plans for him..

    So one day.. two years later.. the man musters up the strength to tolerate the pain.. and starts writing on a dimly lit screen.. two inches away.. one word is like climbing the highest mountain of pain.. a word becomes a paragraph.. a page becomes a book..

    and now
    there is
    this…

    Love..:)

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12. kaykuala h says:

    October 17, 2015 at 9:41 AM

    Very exhaustively treated as always!

    Hank

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    • katiemiafrederick says:

      October 17, 2015 at 10:08 PM

      Hi my friend Hank.. thanks for stopping by
      with these kind and exhaustive words
      of treat.. i try not to serve
      any tricks up..
      but sure..
      that time
      of year
      and all..;)

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13. SOHEIR says:

    October 17, 2015 at 12:41 PM

    The book which was in the middle east ..that book called Quran..is a universal book..
    God’s words are endless and not only in that book and not only in that other book called Bible which also in the middle east..these books are universal…They had to be universal..cause it is our task after prophets to make it universal…
    Thank you Fred
    Smiles
    Love:-D:-)
    ♣♧
    ♡♥

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    • katiemiafrederick says:

      October 17, 2015 at 1:09 PM

      Yes.. I agree my friend.. SOHEIR..
      Universal Love..:)!
      A perfect practice
      to share..:)!

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14. lupitatucker says:

    October 17, 2015 at 2:42 PM

    but all i really
    need for happy now is
    my skin.. my bare feet..
    some sand and the gift
    to move..

    Yes, me too 🙂 Peace, Fred

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    • katiemiafrederick says:

      October 17, 2015 at 10:07 PM

      HI lupitatucker.. thanks so much for dropping
      by and sharing those words of appreciation..
      for happy bare feet.. with skin and sand..
      and the dance of sand women
      and men the same..:)

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15. katiemiafrederick says:

    October 17, 2015 at 10:32 PM

    And now for the last two
    responses to dVerse
    poetry from
    Thursday
    Open Link
    night to make
    it 30 even..
    with ALL
    MY OTHER
    STUFF OF COURSE..;)

    BUT yes.. ‘A THOUSAND
    HANDS OF LOVE’
    is a lotta’
    LOVE!..;)

    Ah.. hemispheres of earth
    of mind.. of Universe above
    below.. inside us.. outside
    us.. and all around us..
    as fractal of all
    that is..
    and some
    folks
    live half and half
    and others live
    whole
    as whole..
    and all the spectrum
    ‘tween.. but cold
    logic.. alone..
    is no beer
    for me..
    sMiLES..
    Dreams are
    real wheRe
    real
    magic
    LIVES..
    i for one will stay in
    the Avatar Jungle and that
    my friend.. is where your
    words take me for now..:)

    Oh.. the muse vs. news..
    i’ll take it all as
    muse.. create
    and shed
    all the
    worry
    news
    can bring..
    with no exclusions
    dArk and liGht are
    equal
    muse
    for me..
    with no exclusions
    once again.. i muse..
    news or kNOw News..:)

    This is kinda getting long..;)
    next now for this new post..:)

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16. lifeconfusions says:

    October 18, 2015 at 9:08 AM

    Was that your house decorated for Halloween? Looks awesome! Are you gonna wear costumes too? Hope you have a fun time 🙂

    Reply
    • katiemiafrederick says:

      October 18, 2015 at 9:37 AM

      Smiles.. my friend Zee.. the house with the grim reaper is mine.. and the house with the pumpkin head blow up.. is my sister’s.. who lives next door.. and last year i dress up as batman and superman for Halloween and go dance.. with shirts.. as i can make my face and body into almost anything as a shape shifter of sorts.. haha.. as you may notice sometimes in my selfies.. and now that it is getting close to Halloween.. i will celebrate it with many decorated Halloween shirts around my local metro area dancing to make people smile in public.. with the shirts adding more ‘scary humor’..:)

      Oh.. and in case you come back to see this comment.. i noticed your like on my next post.. ‘Thousand Hands of Love’.. before i FORGOT.. TO insert all the photos of Nature.. i feel so blessed by GOD to see that special beauty of the Sun yesterday with a smart phone to capture it.. as good as the new iPhone 6s.. in photo way.. so if you have time.. you might want to enjoy that as i’m sure you will.. as i find great joy and cannot get enough of looking at the photos still.. myself.. friend.. nice to capture the miracles of Nature.. and be able to share them with others in so many ways..

      As always hope your SUNday is beautiful and all nows of course..
      my friend Zee.. with Love Peace and Blessings.. and yes..
      thanks for coming by with a visit here.. now..:)

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      • lifeconfusions says:

        October 21, 2015 at 9:11 AM

        Oh that is so cool Fred, can’t wait to see photos of Halloween, I hope you have a great time just as you did last year! Your house looks Fantastic and so does your sister’s !

        I checked out the update on your post, the new photos you added are so beautiful. Thank you for sharing them with us. What a great day it must be! 🙂

        Hope your week is going well 🙂

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        • katiemiafrederick says:

          October 21, 2015 at 2:12 PM

          Hi Friend Zee.. thanks so much for coming back with this kind compliment of appreciation for what i do here.. and oh goodness a beautiful weekend it is.. and now continues to be just as beautiful as well.. smiles.. and best wishes.. with Peace.. BlesSinGs.. and Love my friend.. and yes.. ynot.. even Bliss.. BlisSinGs..:)

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