Thousand Hands of Love

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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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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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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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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..:)

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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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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..:)

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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!..:)

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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..:)

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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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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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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..

http://freeversenudepoetry.blogspot.com/2015/10/kat-of-all-trades-free-verse-nude-poetry.html

and now
there is
this…

Love..:)

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25 Responses to Thousand Hands of Love

  1. Thanks for the Miley tune; I don’t know this one. It’s beautiful.

    “How easy we have it here..
    when we manufacture our tribal wars for fun” … This is so true, and as a metaphor as well. The way we pick fights with others or create problems when there really aren’t any. We can’t just be satisfied. And when I say “we,” I mean ME.

    “a context of GOD
    that can be darker or lighter
    depending on what we are born into” … How true is that??? So true.

    “Sadly until humans can realize
    they are all part of one Loving Tribe..
    There will be no True Love of God” … This is so beautiful, Fred. SO beautiful. You are such an inspiring human, and I am humbly blessed to know you. You make me understand things in a better way. You give me clarity and light where once was confusion and darkness. Five minutes on your blog, and I feel completely refreshed and ready to start over with a new way of thinking. Thank you so much for sharing yourself with the world. I need you! And so do so many others, whether they know it or not.

    Also, your music and photos affect me just as much as your words. Please, please keep it up!

    “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” … Amen. I know you’re talking yourself and your extreme gifts/turmoils. But we are all so different, and we don’t all have to be able to do the same things. You really give me so much insight into my daughter. We got a puppy this weekend, and it’s already turning into therapy for everyone in the house. It’s amazing, the healing an animal can bring forth. Especially for kids/adults with anxiety or other “issues” that nearly incapacitate them. We’re all in a “wheelchair” in one way or another. Just usually a mental wheelchair. And having an animal friend who doesn’t let us down or hurt us (especially verbally) can really change our lives. It’s unbelievable what damage we do with our words … especially me. My mouth is simply evil. This reminds me of that scripture about how we use our mouths to praise God but also to destroy man. You know what I’m talking about.

    “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” … So true. Again, you really help me get my brain in the right place. You are somewhat of a preacher for me, Fred. This is exactly what a disciple is supposed to be. You are a beautiful soul.

    “i can see the River” … I don’t know why, but this, all by itself, touches me. And the way you capitalized “River,” as if the river is the essence of God. I feel that in water … all of nature, of course. But the notion that The River is God/God’s. See Him as a river. I love this.

    I woke up feeling so heavy and downtrodden, and then I read you. I feel refreshed, as if I have a new brain, and I thank you for that, Fred. You help me, friend.

  2. Smiles.. my friend.. THE WONDER LOOM NOW..
    ever since you COME onboard my ‘little’ RIVER ship here..
    YOU bring me sMILEs of kind and understanding friend..
    and you inspire me to go on stronger than ever before..
    so yes.. WE need each other as friends..
    YOU ARE A GREAT ONE AMONG THOSE
    THOUSAND HANDS OF LOVE FOR me.. and YES..
    WE ALL need EACH OTHER as FRIENDS..
    And i try to find a friend
    in everyone and will call them my friend..
    whether they see me as that or not..
    as all people inspire me..
    even the people who seem
    to noT like me.. and sure
    there are so many reasons people find
    to not like people.. but sure.. there
    are so many reasons to like someone
    and see them as friend no matter what..
    and that is Love my friend..
    an Unconditional Tough and
    PASSioNATE force
    that takes us
    away from what
    scientists describe as entropy in Nature..
    Love will reverse entropy in Human Nature..
    and Fear is the Devil of Human Entropy
    incarnate as a force
    humans can generate
    as well
    as Love in all ways
    of Hate my friend..

    There are two great forces in the Universe
    for humans manifest as part of GOD..
    the Light force is Love and
    the Dark Force is Fear..
    and truly I wonder
    at first why GOD
    has me do my nude art
    as i am driven to do it as a
    Spiritual way that sure is part Love
    and the Passionate Lust of Human as Art..
    but more than anything.. the fears over myself
    as human animal.. and accepting all those functions
    as Pure Light that are associated with human being..
    is a quickER way toward fearless when one dances passionate a
    nd naked in front of the world.. as allowed by laws of course..

    SO.. when we other people who are free enough to do this in pop culture..
    mostly women of course.. as they can be freer to express this more
    divine feminine nature of human being when brave in pop-culture..
    partially for the most pArt of course.. what i once see
    as strange makes a perfect practice of human common
    GOD SENSE.. as i know and FEEL.. the benefit
    of fearless and how it generates
    the Love Force HIGHER AND HIGHER..
    NOWiNTO PURE WHITE LIGHT BLISS
    THAT MUST BE SHARED WITH OTHERS
    IN ACCORDANCE WITH THE LAWS
    OF HUMAN NATURE SET BY GOD..

    AND YES.. MY FRIEND
    THE WORD DISCIPLE OF GOD
    MEANS STUDENT OF GOD.. AND
    i AM A LIFELONG STUDENT OF GOD..
    WHO WILL DO THAT FOR INFINITY NOW..
    AS THE PATH OF LIGHT SPIRALS UP
    FOREVERMORENOW..
    WITH NOWAY
    DOWN WITH LOVE..

    So i am back as a kind of hermit.. online..
    part of no community officially.. but when
    i first leave autistic communities online..
    among people who do not seem to be able to
    share this Love or generate it.. it is a relief then..
    and a blessing now.. to be a hermit of Love if i must
    in avenues of life that seem dark without Love..
    i have faith that i am doing what GOD
    wants me to.. and you bring
    reinforcement that what God
    is asking me to do is.. correct..
    and works for at least one person who is in need..
    of encouraGinG.. as i have been at so many points in my life..
    where truly then.. i wish there is me.. to read then.. as encouragement..

    SO YES..! it is like i am the friend of past that i need then in the future now..
    back to the future of Love i am my friend.. and i want to be the friends of others..
    truly one day.. whether they realize they need that friendship or not.. as free..
    so that is the benefit or recording all of my soul online as God asks me too..
    as this souls grows bright in light from the black hole soul..
    i once am before.. that seems to generate a STILL GROWING
    Universe of Light in me.. as i’m sure that dArk
    is an ARK for God’s LiGht magnifYinG
    Love potential in human being.. to grow a soul..
    beyond what may be seen before.. shining brighter
    than the moon.. and perhaps a star as bright as our sun my friend..:)

    i Love you friend.. and my furry animals Love me unconditionally..
    and they set the example of life for me.. as they are my Spiritual
    Guides in Love’s Flesh and fur.. so yes.. Yellow boy IS my savior TOO..
    he comes out of the woods.. and calls to me under our shed..
    sure he needs food.. but the food he has in store for me..
    is an unconditional greatest call of the wild..
    in most mammals who cooperate with each other
    to survive.. namely unconditional tough
    and passionate Love.. and our cat Moby..
    seems to be coming down with diabetes..
    from sadly a Life of only Love
    and sitting still.. without
    the struggles Yellow Boy
    sees in the wild..

    SO SURE..
    that inspires the wild part
    of my moving message even more..
    as without moving.. humans will
    eventually end up like what seems
    to be happening to Moby at a relatively
    young cat age.. somewhere around 8 or 9…
    like a 60 year old human i suppose.. but
    sadly this is happening to school age children now..
    one-third assessed as pre diabetes.. type two..
    in a world where sitting still in
    front of screens is like
    that painting SCREAM.!..

    The world needs more disciples of the art of human movement
    that includes expression of sensuality and sexuality as that
    drives movement much higher in comfort AND FREEDOM in one’s
    own temple of GOD.. so my task from GoD is a Large one..
    A VARIED one with thousands of hands OF LOVE helping me..
    but with UNCONDITIONAL TOUGH AND PASSIONATE Love ALL
    is possible.. and more than one can imagine
    in now my friend.. of the
    next NOW
    Greater LIGHT!..:)!

    • ocean bones says:

      The fear of myself as human animal.

      You are absolutely right. That is my greatest fear, for sure.

      “a hermit of love” … Wow. That is so powerful and inspiring. I will take this nugget of wisdom with me.

      I adore you!!!

      (new name, comin’ at ya) … It fits, yeah?

      • Smiles.. my new name friend ocean bones..
        Out on mobile today going to a mullet festival in Niceville FL..
        I’m hoping you have a new active blog as the ocean is grey and if so..
        i will be by to visit when i get home to type with two hands..
        Ugh mobile typing slow.. No epic poetry with
        one hand YET.. wINKS..:)

  3. Imran Ali says:

    Control your temper. Once you lose it, the tongue will utter hurtful words. The grief & guilt can tear you apart. Don’t go down that route.

    • I have zero temper my friend
      even when I do martial arts..
      Temper is weakness.. water
      and air is power..
      i am the i eye
      of the Hurricane..
      Friend.. Imran Ali..
      and normal men do not
      challenge the
      Force of
      a Hurricane..
      Smiles and thanks for
      stopping by.. Love..
      Blessings..
      And Peace..:)

  4. SOHEIR says:

    Great
    Best wishes
    And thank you!
    Smiles
    🙂

  5. http://theoceanisgrey.blogspot.com/2015/10/the-choreography-of-cloud-cover-by-de.html

    ^^^

    Hi Ocean Bones.. i Love ‘this dance poetry’ by ‘De’.. and it touches me too.. so i guess i’ll comment here too.. and yes.. as you know and feel.. dancing is a source of life and happiness to me.. and interestingly.. i can be so tired and sore i can hardly move in the morning or after dancing in one store and going to the next store.. when getting out of my car to dance.. and when the music comes on my ear buds from hanDy dandy iPhone 6s.. i am transformed back to liGht as a feather.. floating.. with the wiNd in stores.. and that is quite a balance.. as all the breeze comes from.. AC vents.. haha!..

    So.. Force AKA Human EmoTiOn.. equals MUSIC times Dance.. yes.. F=MD.. or E=DM or SD.. SonG times Dance!.. or DS.. seriously that’s the route Einstein should have taken.. pursuing the inner Universe of Human as that’s WHERE ALL THE REAL FUN STARTS AND ENDS NOW! ALWAYS NOW!..as well as HUMAN HEALING.:)!

    So.. sure.. we got nuclear bombs..
    And i do nuclear dance.. instead
    as FReEdSTEiN
    and OMG it’s so
    cool.. Quantum
    Physics
    is coming
    around to see
    all of reality
    as consciousness
    as Force of the Positive
    Energy of human emotions
    as that relates to US.. and of
    course.. Love is the drug of the
    BEST FORCE.. ALL POSITIVE
    ALL THE TIME.. WHEN THE FORCE
    IS WITH US LIKE THIS.. AND LOVE’S
    POSITIVE MUSIC WITH ALL THE
    CREATIVE GENERATING..
    positive notes
    growing human
    emotions and
    senses.. iT
    iS-eXplosive
    in both Force
    and Healing
    Power
    for us
    human beings
    pursuing our energy
    potentials!
    so yeah.. when
    i dance i am
    no older than
    7 years old
    in terms of
    young but sure
    stronger.. as i’ve
    had nows to practice
    iT more FULLY NOW..:)

    sMILEs of DANCE NOW
    and SonG/MusicK!..
    iNmE!
    and
    U!

    “i ain’t got no trouble
    in my life.. no foolish
    dream to make me
    cry.. i’m never
    frightened or
    worried..
    i know
    i’ll always
    get by..
    i heat up..
    i cool down..
    when something
    gets in my way
    i go ’round it..
    don’t let life
    get me
    down..
    gonna take
    it the way
    that i found
    it.. i got
    the music
    in me”..
    etc.. and
    dance of
    course.. reference
    this song here..
    and for some
    reason you
    remind
    me of
    Kiki Dee..
    See ya later
    Real now Shawna!..;)

    http://theoceanisgrey.blogspot.com/2015/10/laughters-wings.html

    Oh.. goodness same friend.. for now.. ocean bones..
    you are still here and that’s kool.. and this graphic
    illustration of how a laugh can change humans and the world even..
    is magical to me.. after not laughing for 66 months..
    and getting a new hair cutter named C.J. who
    cracks a joke in the first of August 2013..
    and cracks my funny bone.. back again..
    to belly laugh alive..
    and that tingly
    feeling of a belly laugh
    is when the Vagal Nerve is WIDE AWAKE..
    again or BACK LIKE MiNE then.. Laughter is
    the medicine i am after and the medicine i give..
    with dance in real life too!.. Yes.. Dance Laughter..
    alive and
    FREE!FOR!ALL!..:)

    Haha! ‘Horcrux’.. thanks God for Google..
    during my period of shut-in illness..
    with little use of eyes and ears..
    the Harry Potter.. thingie..
    goes ‘write’ over my head..
    and Oh yes.. all of what
    i do online is a Horcrux..
    NOW that goes on forevernowmore..
    All in terms of words.. photos..
    videos.. and other symbols..
    my friend.. still.. now..
    named ocean bones@the
    ocean is grey..
    and PS.. i
    didn’t have
    to murder any
    human beings to do
    it.. all i had to do
    is murder illusory
    fears and all stuff
    associated
    with hate..;)

    http://theoceanisgrey.blogspot.com/2015/10/the-wyvern-buttler-and-his-overthearera.html

    Well.. the way Scarlet slaps Rhett
    backwards.. and the way
    Rhett seems to enjoy
    it.. i must say
    with wrists
    tied up
    there may
    be some shades
    of Grey WYvern here..;)

  6. From Rafiah’s
    Facebook Page..

    ^^^

    Hi.. Rafiah..
    Everyone’s
    a Critic..
    And everyone’s
    a Work of Art..
    With a Peanut gallery
    waiting to sinG a Dark refrain…
    Some SinG Unity for cooperation..
    Some sinG Division for separation..
    and the ‘tween.. And all becomes
    the gamE of iS.. Dark and Light…
    Light AND Dark critiques
    fuel the Light of me…
    Two ways of GamE..
    Vengeance
    for losing
    Light..
    Victory
    for losing Dark..
    The Winner’s Prize is
    FORCE of LOVE LIGHT..:)

  7. Oh.. Google.. and YouTube associated resources..
    NewOcean of human opinions.. philosophy.. art
    and yes.. attempts at science.. too..
    a little over two decades for the
    origin of Google..
    now in 2015..
    and a little
    over one
    decade
    for the
    origin
    of
    YouTube back in 2005..
    and now there is a Universe
    in strings of bits and bytes
    of 1’s and 0’s to express
    all of what humans
    were.. are.. and
    can be
    with few limits
    of past restrictions
    of local cultures
    and religions
    to keep
    humans
    from greater
    Truths and Light
    of what was.. what
    is.. and what
    CAN BE
    NOW..
    My aim is to dismiss
    no opinions.. no art..
    and no science
    from my
    discerning
    mind and body
    balancing soul..
    heArt expresSinG
    emoTioN of SpiRit..
    so i learn more than
    most.. and sure.. eXpress
    more than most as well.. NOW…
    What Google and YouTube proves
    most of all is that we are one limitless
    Supraorganism of Consciousness
    of Human being as Global
    FORCE of BEING NOW..
    wHeRe humans across
    the globe are coming
    to similar essences
    of truth and light
    through art
    of science
    and the science
    of ALL ART N0W..
    wHere the science
    of ART is NO LIMiT
    or expectation
    for those
    WHO
    GROW
    AND CONTINUE
    TO GROW IN MIND
    AND BODY BALANCING
    SOULS.. HEARTS EXPANDING
    AND SPIRIT OF HEART.. AND MIND
    AND BODY BALANCInG AS SOUL.. MOVING
    CONNECTING AND CREATING AS ONE FORCE
    OF HUMAN BEING WITH ALL THAT IS GOD NOW..
    THE MoViNG evoluTioN of the human soUl expresSinG
    SpiRit requires connections to grow asONe VISiOnARY
    LIGHT FORCE LOVE AsUniFYinG FORCE of CreatiVitY
    or SHRINK AS MANY DIVISIONARY
    DARK FORCES OF FEAR
    AND ASSOCIATED
    HATE..
    Love is the positive ion
    of human emotion
    and Fear
    is the
    negative
    ion of human
    emotion
    Yes..
    EMOTions..
    are charged either
    positive or negative
    as above so below
    there are ions at
    the atomic
    level..
    and at the human
    level of emoTiOnS
    too.. to charge human
    with Love is to grow..
    and to charge
    human
    with
    fear
    is
    to
    shrink..
    in ways
    of human
    associated hate..
    With Love and positive human creativity
    there are no limits in heights of heaven..
    with Fear and negative human hate..
    there are no
    limits
    to
    the
    deep
    of hell..
    i for one laugh
    in the face of fear..
    of the dark force now..
    so sure.. Halloween
    is an excellent
    time to
    express
    the strength
    of the LIGHT of
    human humor against
    all forces of DARK
    associated with
    human fear
    and
    hate!
    And what
    better way to
    express humor vs. dark
    now than the human
    archetype of
    THE
    DARK
    CLOWN…
    and sure there
    is a shirt for that..
    but i think i’ll leave
    the dark music off..
    as there must be
    incongruent
    humor
    to make
    it work best
    in my opinion
    of course..
    wInks.. photos
    coming SOON..
    But seriously.. this is the most
    exciting time for an open minded
    and bodied person to live.. as this is an
    experiment of human potential as
    Supraogranism of global
    connecting life
    coming
    together
    to create
    ANEW
    ALIVE!..:)

  8. From Ashe’s
    Facebook page..

    ^^^

    Ashe..
    F-old data.. Joy-new data..
    work-old data.. ugh.. it is what it is..
    play iS alWays now.. old is required..
    for regular data.. play is new.. is NOW..:)

  9. Ysoserious..;)

    Well.. like Katrina says..
    it ain’t easy being NOW
    married to a HALF JOKER..
    HALF PAN.. Pan.. Fred Pan..
    (;Bond reference2;)
    and reference last
    facebook profile
    photo status thingie..
    And OMG the shape
    shifter am i..
    at work again..
    as the joker
    hair style..
    flairs
    out
    on
    left side
    of me for now..
    Great movie that
    “PAN” movie is
    BTW… highly
    recommend it
    iN REAL TiME
    N0W..;)

    This dude up here with me in this selfie..
    who works at Target is perhaps the best example of a Christian..
    i have ever seen in my hometown of Milton.. i have never ever
    seen him crack a frown yet.. and OMG he’s been working
    there for years.. not even my crazy clown shirt
    stops his smile..;)

    i’m betting he never ever gossips
    about anyone in his life..
    in fact who knows..
    he might be….
    in disguise..
    no NOT IN
    DISGUISE..;)

    AND NO
    i can’t keep
    the secret NOW..
    real Christians
    SHINE..
    ALWAYS
    SHINE..:)

    Anyway.. it’s absolutely hilarious
    that a mythological God representing Nature
    in all ‘her’ freedom.. is developed into a
    demon by the folks who prudely and proudly
    neutered Jesus.. and he wasn’t even here
    to defend his virility.. THAT just is
    plain and humanly sad.. oh.. the
    ignorance.. of separation from
    GOD AKA Nature’s Truth of Light!..:)

    http://www.mesacc.edu/~thoqh49081/StudentPapers/pan.html

  10. Well.. i’m actually kinda tired tonight
    but what the heck.. i’ll do a little
    poetry in response to the
    dVerse online poet’s pub
    prompt about
    Halloween..
    i suppose the
    really serious
    clown shirt
    gets me in the
    mood somewhat..

    Yes.. i danced around
    6 miles or so.. in several
    stores.. while waiting for
    the movie to start… and there
    i am in my really serious clown
    shirt.. doing a little ballet-like
    exhibition at StarBucks in Target
    while Katrina waits for her
    super charged drink..
    and i get something
    like an all
    healthy
    smoothie
    to take around
    to dance along with
    my swinging iPhone6s
    as counterbalances
    for arms of sort..
    anyway..
    so the
    cashier
    at StarBucks
    tales my wife..
    oh my God do you
    know your husband
    is famous all around
    town.. everyone knows
    who he is and what he does..
    and i’m thinking they only
    know half of half of what
    i do in the fleshy
    world of
    dance..
    there is a whole
    other world of
    ‘Pan’ as me..
    online
    all
    free to see..
    but no..
    we don’t
    give those
    links out
    to just
    anyone
    in our
    fundamentalist
    town.. as sure there
    is no need to offend
    those who will
    surely
    be offended
    by.. as far.. far
    out of the box
    of where i live
    AS NATURE’S
    TRUTH AND
    LIGHT
    INCARNATE
    AS HUMAN
    ‘PAN
    FORM’..
    that’s kinda
    like a metaphor
    for just being
    ALL NATURAL
    CHILD
    OF
    GOD..
    The devil only
    lies in contrived
    evil of human hearts
    and spirits expressed
    as illusory fears
    and all
    associated
    stuff of human
    hate.. God
    is Nature
    so God
    IS ALL
    FOR NATURE
    ALWAYS NOW!..
    AND YES.. i
    F*KinG represent
    Nature at hEr
    and hIS TRUTH
    AND LIGHtEST
    Form!.. and
    do my besTesT
    to DO
    THE
    ESSENCE!
    jUSt
    CORRECT!..;)

    Okay.. enough
    on that..
    poeTry
    staRts
    wITh
    a YAwN..
    fOr n0w..;)

    *Lonely Ghost of Human and or
    Zombie walks the new
    moon midnight
    of darkness
    forevermore..
    a myth yes..
    but a reality
    for those of
    us who really
    have been to
    this place of
    darkness as dead
    walkers of life.. Ghost
    Souls who feel nothing but Pain..
    if they are even lucky enough to
    FEEL PAIN.. AT ALL FOR NOW…

    Ah.. dark night of the soul..
    a NOrestinG place lasts
    thousands of
    years in one
    second of
    eternity
    iN Real Living
    Hell.. most dark
    mythologies
    point to this
    reality.. most
    don’t share..
    but never
    forgotten
    and always
    worth taling
    again.. for those
    who go there
    dead as
    alive…

    *Smiles..
    the greatest
    lesson of Halloween
    perhaps.. is all of human
    ego is act.. contrived or not..
    TO establish mastery over
    one’s ego.. is
    to play
    what
    role suits
    the now
    for
    environmental
    survival.. there
    is no survivor
    like
    the shape
    shifter
    of ego..
    who can
    mind meld
    together
    for social
    cooperation
    always better
    than stale
    of
    yesterday..:)

    *Ah.. vampire symbolism.. not unlike
    Zombies.. or werewolves..
    all archetypes for
    psychopathic
    leaning humans
    who can only
    taste the pain
    of others. and have
    no way to feel human
    heARt of emoTioNs..
    expresSinG spiRit
    of hearT in mInd
    and body balancing..
    when fearless is real
    but feeling
    of heArt
    is numb..
    with
    only reach
    IN CAUSING
    pain of others..
    so in this way
    myths
    are no
    less sad
    as the
    reality
    come
    TRUTH inLies
    FOR OTHERS
    IN REAL LIFE NOW…

    Charm of Dark..
    Charm of Light..
    both work with
    a magic
    delight..
    placebo
    nocebo..
    as science
    now shows..
    prayer and voodoo
    or both objects
    of belief
    of imag
    iNaTioN
    come fruition
    through dark
    or Light..
    i for one
    choose
    white
    magicK..
    hAha!heHE..;)

    Wonderful real
    portrayal
    of vampire..
    my friend Glenn..
    and i really love
    the last movie
    about Dracula
    as it shows the
    greaTest Love
    is when NOW
    human gives
    up heart..
    spirit..
    and
    soul
    to serve
    Love..
    It is often
    the Judas
    who bleeds most..
    while others sit in
    arm-chairs
    and read
    the myths
    that portray
    cold hard
    reality
    of blood
    and flesh..:)

    *Ah.. a crow and mouse..
    might have a wonderful
    tale to share..
    but most
    people
    will not
    listen
    as they
    know no
    one else
    but self
    and few
    close
    others
    as similar culture
    reigns the different
    out of us for now..:)

    *Humans once surrounded by death..
    it comes slow.. it comes quick..
    and most always
    naturally
    as part
    of life..
    separation
    from the reality
    of death brings
    both fear
    of death
    and less
    appreciation
    of life.. as we
    sanitize our lives
    into something less
    than challenge and
    emotions of always
    past.. now when
    humans live
    and die
    free..
    as
    Life..:)

    *Human dreams
    and nightmares
    same.. belief
    relates
    in spirit
    realm..
    dark or
    light.. what
    we feed our
    brain becomes
    our dreams.. a light
    diet for me.. a dark
    light for others..
    action..
    consequence..
    dreams for me..:)

    Smiles.. and yes.. witchcraft
    works.. as effective as
    the placebo effect.. light..
    yes.. nocebo effect
    in opposite return..
    dark.. metaphors of
    black spells
    and voodoo
    all reign the
    same where humans
    believe consequences
    are real.. but the garlic
    is as simple
    as relative
    human
    free
    will.. for
    light or against
    the dark.. a play
    of belief makes it
    ALL REAL NOW..:)

    Fear is the monster of heart
    that finds a home..
    Fear is the monster of Love
    drives Love away..
    Fear is the Monster of Now..
    Never real.. in illusory ways..
    but we make
    it what it is..
    So hard to
    escape..
    but possible..
    yes.. possible
    with relative
    human
    free will
    and a dash
    of sensory
    integration
    and emotional
    regulation and
    anxiety rests in peace..
    through feedback of
    mind and
    body
    balance..
    It works for thousands
    of years in the eastern
    philosophies of movement
    art.. but here a quick fix
    of pill.. never the
    return
    of
    REAL
    PEACE OF MIND..
    there are only two innate
    fears of human.. falling
    and loud noises.. all the
    rest are illusory and
    learned but feeling
    real.. what comes
    can
    go..
    as well..
    my friend
    in terms
    of fear..:)

    Myths mirror culture realities now
    still.. and interestingly still now.. now..
    enough.. the rising fascination with
    vampires in heart of art
    mirrors science studies
    almost perfect in
    practice.. of declining
    yes empirically declining
    measurable empathy
    among college age
    young adults.. around
    30 percent in the last
    several decades.. a cold
    heart is the myth for
    vampires.. zombies..
    and werewolves..
    who deal
    in fear..
    pain.. and
    hate.. instead
    of all creativity
    associated with
    human LOVE..
    so in other
    words.. ‘Leave
    it to Beaver’
    dies a cold
    death Alive..;)

    i guess.. i am a lucky little goblin and
    still am.. as i never care much
    for candy..
    but tricks
    are so much
    fun.. and i’m
    back to tricks again..
    as a real trickster..
    yes.. the white
    magic kind..
    no black
    magic here..
    never really
    needs a
    Halloween
    costume.. year
    ’round for tricks..
    BYOB Light tricks
    is what
    i do..;)

    Smiles.. i suppose give me the money
    comes pre-packaged at
    Halloween for
    some as
    give me
    the candy
    before dollars
    wrap all
    stuff
    of Life..:)

    Interestingly.. Zombies
    move stiff.. but at least
    they move.. where read
    eyed humans sit still
    for hours on end
    with
    burning
    eyes..
    where creaky
    bones will
    soon become
    mechanical
    chairs
    of misery
    alive
    as death..
    the vilest
    horror stories
    save the punch
    of dark for later..
    and that is
    what is
    in store
    for most
    who sit
    still
    for now..
    as Zombie
    chairs… as
    death in Still
    Life.. Still.. Now..:)

    All caught up for now..
    at 12:33 am..
    10212015..:)
    Back at 12:16 pm..
    only two more poems
    to respond to for
    now..

    Oh.. cLocK of deATh..
    clocK of tiMe..
    Clock oF n0w
    nEver tiCks
    riVer fLowS
    timEnoW
    streAms
    me
    uS
    OceaN
    LiveS
    FloW..:)

    Pain of live..
    Dark as Soul..
    trigger pulls
    never
    lives..
    life a joy
    life a challenge
    life alive..
    never
    fully
    dead..
    WiLL.. the savior
    of hearts gone cold..
    Reptile Brain
    animal
    savior
    lives
    without
    heart.. cold
    and alive..
    Until spirit
    comes back
    with heart
    BEATING SPIRIT
    ONCE AGAIN
    SOUL ALIVE
    NOW..:)

    And that’s all for now..
    Nature calls outside..
    in flesh and blood..
    ways of moving..
    connecting..
    creating..
    Life..:)

    12:36 pm…
    Back at
    11:10 pm
    for one more
    and another from
    another place not
    related to Halloween
    at all.. yes..
    anything
    goes
    for
    Halloween
    now for me
    at least..;)

    Ah.. the misChief
    of humans do arise
    on Halloween night..
    where goblins
    are humans
    and puppy
    dog tails
    do wiggle out..
    of order where
    tricks are in order
    and prey is once again human
    and humor set free in how
    far can one go..
    in a social
    norm..
    of tricks..
    So Trick or Treat..
    or Treat.. or Trick..:)

    Hi Prajakta..
    A sinG of Love
    is always
    great Song
    Sharing now
    and all the
    nuances
    of Love
    spRinG
    forth
    inside outside
    below so above..
    and all around
    a Garden
    of
    Human Love
    and the heARt Art
    of the dog is precious
    and the poem is great
    ’cause i notice
    the poem
    over
    the
    heArty
    Dog..
    smiles..:)

    11:20 pm
    10212015…

  11. Glenn Buttkus says:

    OMG, 10,000 delicious words, Fred, dozens of pictures–& an insane whirling dervish dance scrolling & scrolling & oooooing & aaaahing & smiling & being pushed onward, ever onward by the inexorable spirit of Fred (as Katrina says /Half Joker/Half Pan/) reminding me always of Alexis Zorba, an imperfect soul who said, “Dance, did you say dance, Boss?” as he kicks sand, bends low & sways to the grand music of the spheres, to the Grateful Dead, to FredDY Mercury with the pounding harmonies of QUEEN, that blew my argyles off as soundtrack for HIGHLANDER, because you & I know for damn sure, THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE in our heart, deep in the gut/chest/soul, as I see you doing that martial arts ballet, kicking so high, whirling, swirling, & smiling, & hey, you mention Facebook for several of your cyber friends, & even though I am the King of FB, logging over 100 images per day, plus several of my own photos, my movie reviews & new poetry, I never have bumped into you there, so damn my eyes, please look me up, & let’s Friend each other, so there is even more of a forum for our exchange of creativity–& it is significant that you still haunt every rest room in FLA to attack or embrace those mirrors to capture the literal ton of selfies with your smart phone, probably smarter than either of us, or both of us. I notice that you usually walk behind Katrina, so the plethora of photos of her show off her shapely backside, which is fine since her figure is terrific, but mostly I enjoy seeing her face, smiling, that lights up three city blocks, & I noticed for the first time as she stood next to you, how petite, how short she is, or how tall you are, or both. I like your tribute to us as /two old souls online/ because for Christ’s sake that is EXACTLY what we are, somehow in this lifetime, we have reconnected, & the synchronicities run rampant, & the old Bardo memories tingle under our skin. I, several times a week, put a new Selfie on my FB page, so check it out, & dig it, dig it good. Loved the virtual tours through the Casinos at Biloxi. This time I took the 35 minutes to sift through the miasma of verbalization & poetics & metaphysical gems, & I liked these lines /midnight road/a walk alone/keep moving/make a score/ & /promoting Jesus to a soldier/ & perhaps you are, as someone wrote /THE WEIRDEST DUDE IN THE FUCKING WORLD/ but it is also true that your uniqueness is valuable as well as extraordinary, & I really enjoy your insight & introspection as you wrote /a Vanilla Human before/like an “F” in a paper bag/and I rarely find/a way out of/. Shit, brother-man, hanging with you is like a tour of Michael Jackson’s WONDERLAND as you moon walk, twirl, kick, sing those gospel tunes, take on the New Millennium Crusades with courage & love, & fry my cortex weekly–so keep pumping that iron, & moving, & loving, for some of us get it, Fred, really get it.

    • SMiLEs.. Glenn.. Life IS A multi-dimensional story that never ends.. in real reality of course.. and Pure White Love that has no shame.. regret or sin.. iS the drug that fuels human creativity to the highest of heaven N0W.. so aLL of thIS.. iS a result of that.. to Live in real Heaven of Love is to move.. connect and to create.. to live in Hell of Fear.. is still.. alone.. and stagnant.. in ways of hate… now just NoW..

      Division will always separate from Love and cooperation..
      Unity will always separate from fear and hate…

      Where open consciousness of LOVE exists..
      EVERYTHING IS POSSIBLE..
      THERE ARE NO LIMITS..
      MOUNTAINS AS METAPHORS
      ARE AS LIGHT AS FEATHERS OF US..
      WHERE CLOSED CONSCIOUSNESS
      OF FEAR EXISTS
      ALL THERE IS..
      IS LIMITS OF
      HUMAN POTENTIAL..

      The RULES WILL ALWAYS
      STATE THERE ARE
      LIMITS.. WHETHER
      THAT COMES
      FROM CULTURE
      OR RELIGION..
      GOD WILL ALWAYS
      SpEAK THErE IS NO FEAR..
      THeRE IS LOVE THAT GROWS
      A HUMAN HEArT.. OF EMOtIONs..
      SPIrIT of HeART EXPRESInG AND
      MiND AND BODY
      BALANCinG SOUL
      bEinG
      N0W
      ALL
      ONE CAN
      BE ONE
      WITH
      GOD..
      CHRIST CONSCIOUSNESS..
      THE KUNDALINI.. THE
      GREAT SPIRIT.. THE CHI..
      THE DHARMA.. THE KI..
      THE DAO.. ALL THE
      METAPHORS
      OF THE
      FiRE..
      ThE FLaMe
      that never
      ends
      aLiVE
      for
      NOW..:)

  12. Hi Victoria.. thanks so much for commenting here.. on Google Plus.. and thanks for the kind compliment.. of pondering wonder.. and sure.. i’m sorry it is so hard to consume my blog posts and reach the end.. to the comments section.. but with a creative explosion like i continue to have and grow these last couple of years.. the alternative will be to make perhaps 50 to 100 blog posts a day to separate each poetic expression.. which of course will kill the creative process as anything mechanical cognition or rules takes one away from stream of consciousness writing..

    But truly what i do is easier to decipher than what Whitman does in huge blocks of text that not many off the streets could reasonably get through in our new Twitter Age of bites of small text.. where attention span is actually scientifically measured for humans of a gold fish now.. on average..

    So i live in a day and now.. that i am certainly the outlier now.. but the work is there.. still in thousands of poetic expressions of less than 140 characters than i can repackage in a digestible form.. for today’s Twitter World.. whenever i please to do that.. as yes.. i take that reality in full consideration.. too..

    But for now.. is the output stage.. and perhaps it will be someone else long after i am dead.. who does the review and the digestible form for whomever might be interested in what i do here now.. anyway.. creativity moves.. connects and flows for me.. i just let it go.. and it is what it is..

    And oh by the way.. as far as what i do now.. although i personally cannot open up what i do on old iPads and iPhones.. in mobile way.. the new iPhone 6s with a fast broadband LTE connection opens the posts up as smooth as butter.. just like my big 27″ iMac all in one work horse of technology accomplishes with speed and efficiency..

    But still.. with some posts approaching 26 thousand words.. in a couple of days effort or so.. that is beyond.. way beyond.. our Twitter Age now.. but at least the technology is catching up.. where the humans may always be left in the dust of the past.. of focus and attention.. and big picture thinking.. rather than bits and pieces of this and that..

    It is beyond my pay grade as
    human to fix that
    my friend..
    wInKs..
    BiG
    WINks..:)

    Anyway.. explaining all of this time
    and time again.. without anyone
    from dVerse really taking the time
    except for you and a couple of others
    to understand the now new creative
    process i am trying to accomplish
    here started impinging on the
    creative process itself..
    so my solution
    is simple..
    sad.. in some
    ways i have
    to do it.. but
    no choice
    but to no longer
    link in online
    avenues of
    Poetry sharing..
    The folks who make
    the rules are rarely
    the folks
    who
    create
    totally
    free my friend..
    it is the nature
    of the beast that is
    human being.. rules
    by very nature are
    close minded
    and by very
    nature
    so are
    the folks
    overall..
    who
    make them..
    I cannot change
    Human Nature but
    as always i adapt..
    CHANGE..
    survive..
    AND
    THRIVE
    MY FRIEND
    WITH LOVE
    OF
    COURSE..
    and seriously all the
    restrictions the administration
    of dVerse made in the rules
    that were obviously
    directed specifically
    at me to curb
    my creative
    output..
    was starting
    to chase other folks
    away.. from sharing
    on dVerse.. in general..
    now that i am gone..
    it is nice to
    see those
    rules relaxed
    or i may have to
    go to another place
    to get enough output
    for the inspiration creativity
    thrives off of my friend for now..
    13 or so people participating
    in a Halloween prompt so
    far.. is kinda
    sad..
    in my
    opinion…
    but with freedom
    Life grows as always
    with human creativity..:)

  13. https://omabdalrahmaan.wordpress.com/2015/10/21/listen-24/

    ^^^

    Hi Soheir.. i enjoy ‘the video’
    and it illustrates many of the modern issues
    of mixing the secular world with ideas of religion..

    All real Prophets of God speak
    in terms of metaphor and parables
    in poetic ways of expressing
    the experience of GOD..

    Of course God
    is not a name or word alone..
    God is a limitless experience
    of free human beings
    who immerse
    themselves
    as ONE
    with GOD..

    And of course as always there are humans who
    make rules to control other humans in analytical ways
    of materialistic and power gains for illusory status..

    And of course as always there are humans who
    fight for freedoms of experiencing life with God in
    Artistic ways of human expression.. as ART.. of GOD…

    Words are rarely enough to express the fuller experience
    of human as one with God.. one can see tHiS wITh the Hawk
    spiraling the Sun free at mid-day.. or the Lion walking tall on
    the Savannah without fear.. but human words and culture..
    makes everything so much more complicated.. that what it can be…

    To be one with GoD needs no words.. no religion.. no culture to attain..
    as i enjoy the other video that you provide that describes a
    Desert Isle with GOD One and Human saMe..

    If a virus comes and kills all humans beings
    except for two on a Desert Island..
    the prophet will once again..
    be the one who attains the experience
    of Heaven now with the experience of GOD..
    and attempts to use some kind of symbols
    to express that to tHeir friend.. yes..
    as Heir of GOD FREE as gifted from birth..

    i agree with the Muslim Religion
    as it speaks that humans are ONE
    with GOD from Birth and not fallen
    sinners from birth.. It is mechanical
    cognition ways of life that are the fall
    from our Innate Instinctual
    and Intuitive gifts of God’s
    Nature humaNiFest as US..

    The followers of Christian religions
    have twisted the words differently..
    and the followers of Yogi’s have
    done the same.. and sure with the
    uncovered gnostic Gospels of Yeshua..
    also known as Jesus.. in 1959 in Egypt..
    of which only 37 verses exist uncovered
    before the Nicene Council of Constantine in 325 AD..
    kills people if they follow those teachings of Yeshua then..
    as those teachings free human beings into the experience
    of the heaven of now.. WITH GOD..
    with no promise of heaven
    after life..
    only NOW..

    One cannot
    control human beings
    easily like this who experience this Bliss of Heaven Now..
    Illusory fears will not work on individuals immune
    to fears with Bliss..
    of Heaven now..

    No.. not just words.. teachings.. in deep metaphors
    to escape the psychopathic unfeeling.. no feeling GOD eyes
    of POWER HUNGRY MATERIALISTIC leaders.. both in the
    Roman Empire then.. and the Catholic Church as it stands then..
    and of course that is part of human nature now.. as well as sad..

    AND POWER ALWAYS INCLUDES ENSLAVING
    OTHER HUMAN BEINGS THEN OR NOW..
    and that slavery is not always easy to see..
    when spoon-fed from birth as cultural rules…

    AS long as human flesh and blood lives as evolving now..
    there will be psychopathic leaning individuals who neither
    feel love or read/speak the eyes of GOD in spiritual writings..
    so yes.. in this way.. the metaphor and the parable..
    protects the real words as symbols of GOD’s
    teachings from the unfeeling GOD eyes of others..

    It is up to those of us who remain with those
    God Feeling eYes to discern the Truth and this Light
    and spread it to the best of our ability.. and one can see
    the young men in the video doing their best to express that..
    but truly it is difficult ..as God is much smarter than US..
    in terms of human words.. so much deeper than the
    Analytical Language mind will ever speak or read my friend..

    So yes.. my friend Soheir.. Peace.. BlesSinGs.. and Love to you..
    and sure.. BlisSinGs as well.. as that is what humans are natural Heir to..
    NOW JusT NOW.. who hEar GOD sPeak in tHeir liVes.. on desert Isle..
    or desert lands.. on beach… on mountain.. in cave.. under tree..
    or the furthest planet we can imagine from here..
    my friend..
    SOHEIR..:)

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  14. ^^^

    Well.. this is no DeLorean.. but a Honda Civic EX Coupe.. will have to do.. for back to the future October 21st for me too.. and back in 1985.. 30 years ago.. let’s see what i am doing today.. yes.. i am getting off of work right now.. close to 11 pm Central time.. downing a 6 pack of beer.. as i am too shy to go in to dancing at Club 2001.. without a strong buzz.. and yes that was stupid.. and stupid is as stupid does back then.. but the allure of the ALL females there.. makes stupid is as stupid does more of course..;)

    Okay fast forward to 2015.. 180LBS back then.. dancing with friends.. including now present Facebook friend Sherri.. and i am working at a Bowling Center then.. and all IS fun.. all the time.. simple job.. just serve folks and make them smile.. and that is all life is all about then.. and now.. there is still dancing once again.. as i am truly back to the future then now.. once again.. with dancing too.. and hmm.. i used to run miles and miles for fun then.. but no running now.. just dancing 4264 miles now in around 26 months.. since August of 2013.. and hmm.. i used to work out then..

    in fact.. i travel all the way to Pensacola to workout with Nautilus machines..then.. and i think i am really cool ’cause i can lift four hundred and some odd pounds on Nautilus Leg Press machine stacked up to the top approaching five hundred pounds and i cannot imagine ever weighing 235LBS like i do now.. or lifting 930 LBS 25 times now on a free weight parallel leg press machine with arms raised in air.. like a feather on my feet..

    Any way back then.. OMG 2015.. seems like i will be really old and decrepit now.. but oh surprise.. yes.. things did get really really bad with human illness for 66 months from age 47 to 53.. but now all is truly a breeze.. stronger.. faster.. except i don’t run.. i just dance.. and more comfortable in my skin than ever ever before.. so yes.. for those folks who at age 18 or 28 or 38 or 48 who wonder if life will ever get better.. YES IT CAN WITH HUMAN WILL.. AND THE POWER OF THE REAL HUMAN EMOTIONS OF FAITH.. HOPE.. BELIEF.. AND MOST IMPORTANTLY LOVE AWAY FROM ALL ILLUSORY FEARS AND STUFF ASSOCIATED WITH HATE OF COURSE..:)

  15. ^^^

    Back to the Future of Pan Sand Now..
    How to mix Sand.. Pan.. a Dark Clown..
    Halloween.. and Back to the Future now..
    together again.. it might sound insane..
    like a crazy clown..
    but i’ll figure.. a way..;)

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