kATman BEach

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So.. i’m dancing at the beach in sugar sand so deep
air expanding out to see as breeze
becomes me as one with
waves of gulf
free.. in
twilight
colors of
light as
magic now
Lovers walk
ahead.. now
Lovers sit
with each
other on
sands and
shores of
peace and
my Lover
is God
as Nature
whole with
all others too..
God touches me in
ways.. that most may
never feel now.. i wish
they WiLL n0w fAll
in Love
UP with
God of
Nature
this way
i wish..
IT IS
My third
wish to GOD of Nature
as TRUTH AND LIGHT NOW..:)

Smiles Suzanne..

I’m always attempting to improve my philosophies of life..
I appreciate your ideas here and I learned something new
of the origin of the term Nike in myth and
metaphor of the winged
Greek Goddess of
Victory.. and truly
I learn something new from all
poems as they often come from soul with
the best lessons of life.. Smiles again..:)

Smiles.. Suzanne.. againx3.. Truly.. i

could write a sitting Novella on this wonderful topic you bring to light here on life’s purpose of what you speak here as a beautiful and true quote in light to me as well.. per.. “It’s about being connected to nature – to the world around me – to the people in my community – and my internet community – it’s about our right to live in a free and just society where all are equal.”

Ways of enlightening sparks of others to this purpose and mission in life.. is the way of the general metaphor of the Bodhisattva who has completed a satisfied state of White Light Love being.. in life.. and more than anything wishes to share and elevate that feeling and way of life in others.. so yes..

The Yogi comes down from the mountain..

as White Light Love is never selfish and withholding..

and that is in our DNA as evolving humans in one lifetime

in true epigenetic effect of unpacking DNA in today’s science terms..

as science is finally slowly catching up

to Yogi’s in the Internal measurement of the human Universe..

albeit still slowly as the clunky scientific method cannot adequately measure human heart.. spirit.. and soul.. as that is a non-repeatable unique experience as experiment that cannot even be adequately repeated from second to second in one person’s existence as truly we are infinite beings.. every second of our lives.. no less than the rest of the Universe..

But it is difficult to successfully tale this to a ‘scientist’ either in profession or metaphor.. who has not become the metaphor of Yogi.. Carl Sagan approached that.. with the help of external substance drugs.. but these fuller enlightened scientists are not common as the mechanical cognition mind as exercised constantly excludes more than half of human internal potential as expressed in life.. in terms of Moving heArt.. spiRit.. and soUl..

So it can be a self fulfilling prophecy that scientists

may never prove God exists.. as whole..

in science terms.. as

those are not the terms

that connect to God more fully..

ironically enough.. and sadly enough too..

as it can be almost impossible to get through

to a person.. who is not currently capable of

seeing the other side..

for biological/environmental reasons..

ironically enough too.. and sadder as well.. as it is the act and practice of science that is blinding them and not allowing them to see more .. and yes.. there is science behind what i am saying.. too.. so far in the metaphor of infantile form.. exploring the internal Universe of human mind and body balance in all its complexity and simplicity as well.. yes.. it helps to have the ‘weapon’ of science too.. to bring greater understanding to scientists too.. so ironic.. yes.. but true…

Some of us are almost born this way as empaths.. feeling so much in senses and emotions that we need no external substances or drugs.. to achieve it.. a common metaphor for this that some folks take as literal is the star seed.. indigo child.. crystal child.. etc.. but nah.. it’s in our DNA.. this our home.. obviously..

but as usual.. myths often house the vehicles and

vessels of truth and light.. but i need look no further for home

than my backyard.. but of course all is one..

so all the stars

are home too.. in elementary ways

of the ingredients of life..

but not a place where any of us likely could survive

as breathing human beings.. now.. or anytime before..

as we balance with the balance of this real home earth…

Again.. i have written a 9800 word comment before.. where the formatting of Word Press falls apart.. and all becomes one big wall of block text.. so i will try to bring it to a close.. i often say that when i am talking with folks to just to remind my lips and or hands to stop one day soon now.. wInks for now..;)

Humans are multi-colored human beings.. a fascinating opportunity and task in my life is to participate in a county wide leadership class named a sim-soc society.. as the military civilian employment life was grooming me up the ladder in administration of government programs.. and in that class and simulated society over a year of classes..

we are taught there is a primary color wheel of human beings

in ways of personality that are green.. red.. blue.. and yellow..

and they graph that with a personality test to see where we fall..

i suppose i am one of the lucky ones

as i fall almost directly in the middle

of the color wheel graph..

with all the colors like a

chameleon of sorts..

and i suppose that is

part of being an empath..

seeing with so many eyes.. of human..

In short.. the green folks are human connectors

who can make the sales deals of successful human interactions

either in love or material goods.. the red folks are the folks who enforce the laws like policeman.. military.. etc..

the yellow folks are the folks who make and interpret the rules like lawyers and judges.. and the blue folks are the artists.. who are often very emotional with ups and downs.. yes.. the soul tortured artist.. of what we often see online in the poetry world here.. but anyway..

These are just the primary colors of personality illustrated here that make a society function.. there is a full color spectrum of human beings and beyond.. as some of us see so much differently and hear so much differently the lessons and general reality of life.. for example.. my tactile sensitivity innately is so jacked up i cannot stand to touch anything manmade.. so i spend my life with my hands closed..

and balled in fists.. to avoid the discomfort of even touching my pants.. unless they are silk.. and nah.. no silk pants for me.. smiles.. and no long pants either.. i can touch the skin and fur of my legs.. so i wear shorts.. even in the snow and 18 degree weather here in North Florida.. when that rarely happens.. smiles.. again…

Human cognitive empathy is a life long process

of learning to gain sympathy over the differences of other

human beings.. to understand the differences of human beings..

is to better tolerate and accept the differences of others..

fortunately i am financially independent and

can do the Bodhisattva thingy..

with no terms of commercial interest..

publishing books or any of that stuff..

a reality of gaining human subsistence for some..

and a great privilege i have too with the privilege

that comes with a athletic looking military/law

enforcement white middle age

serious looking guy in real life..

that allows me to get away with many antics of joy

to help other folks.. like dancing an extreme ballet/martial arts-like dance

everywhere i go in public that most people would not be able to get away with.. so i count my blessings in this way regularly as it allows me better to serve no masters other than Love.. Love in general.. as Nature as well.. in what i understand is the higher power of GOD as gifted in us.. as well…

So anyway.. life is a never ending story of Loving and Connecting and Learning more about each other to me to better tolerate and accept each other and help each other in growing a world garden of Human Love.. and what i feel and know and understand with human innate.. instinctual..

and intuitive knowledge of the DNA kind.. for what some folks describe with the term gnostic.. is that we as a species are evolving in just one life at an increased pace that comes with our increased ability to connect as a global tribe to learn more about the differences of each other..

to hold hands better without aversions of differences that are not understood well.. i see this garden of human growing no different than a mound or a hive of Eusocial insects.. difference being that we are all different and alike too.. and yes.. of course.. much more complicated too.. these journeys and multi-dimensional paths will continue like an infinite painting that has no end or beginning in beauty of art.. and like all art.. with blue human ups or downs.. there will be valleys at lowest depths and mountains at highest peaks.. but the bottom line is

Love
in human
terms of tolerating
and accepting each
other as brother and sisters
ONE with the rest of Nature and
the FACT THAT AT LEAST SOME
HUMAN BEINGS ARE CAPABLE OF
this is proof that GOD EXISTS IN US..
IT didn’t take 9800 words but this is
my proof for people who
ask me for evidence
in less than
11 million
or 9800 words..
smiles.. my friend
Suzanne.. and i’ll
keep working on my
evidence for
LOVE
AND A GLOBAL
SPECIES WHO
LOVES EACH
OTHER
UNCON
DIT
ION
ALLY
NOW..:)

Smiles.. Love to you as well.. my friend Suzanne..
and yes.. it is quite a job of JOB in metaphor to
find metaphors to help folks find the lights and
truths of life that will work the best for them..
there are thousands of ways.. and more..
to metaphor basically

simple essences of life..
to grow as human heart.. spirit and soul..
and an unlimited number of ears who hear
differently.. so the work goes on as a
practice of Love.. not much different than
medicine.. i guess.. with potential fewer side effects though..
for sure.. as Love is a drug that can focus on the problem..
if experienced.. of course.. both Love and problems..
of which the second is more common it seems
these nows for sure.. for most folks..
sadly enough.. but potentially fixable
with practice and effort.. with Will and Love..
and sure.. Grace too.. now.. smiles again..;)

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Oh what a long day.. a nice one too..
on Pensacola Beach.. starting out as Batcat
and ending up as kATman BEach.. anyway..
a blog post titled something like that coming
tomorrow or whenever.. but for now..
the last post “Victory
Song’s Dance of Love”..
coming back again..
with faster links to blogspot blogs..
on Facebook.. for friends and other folks there..
and back to responding in poetic responses to 28 more
poems from Thursday Night open link night at dVerse..
if i can stay awake to do that.. hehe.. as dancing
in the deep sand at the beach with Athletic shoes..
every which way.. can be rather exhausting..
after 10 miles or so of doing it.. like Nike says..;)

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My first trip to the beach with my new iPhone 6s camera.. that promises better photos and doesn’t fail here.. as the quality rivals that of my wife’s Grand or so costing telephoto lens camera.. as it almost looks surreal capturing a still shot like this.. at the beach.. particularly the texture of the water.. where one might imagine walking on water like this.. but i had to settle for floating on sand.. which who knows.. likely feels better.. as i haven’t tried the walking on water thingy yet.. yet..;)

Anyway.. an absolutely euphoric environment at the beach this evening.. and it’s pretty amazing that one can only see one couple enjoying this beauty in front of me walking on the beach.. it’s kinda sad thinking of all the folks on screens when they could be in a real world of beauty to feel in so many senses and emotions free as a beach.. with eYes of GOD.. yeah.. kATman Beach..

where “Atman” is a real deal..

per other philosophies and philosophers

who address that metaphor as well.. for awakened and enlightened human beings..

I took a total of 135 photos today.. and it was very difficult for me to arrive at a favorite one.. per the beach pictures.. as there is an endless palette in hues of color this evening.. but seeing is not enough.. one must be there to feel the bliss of Mother Nature in her most peaceful Love in Harmony generating state..

i for one know of or experience.. what a blessing to live here.. and perhaps a curse not to.. but the good news is.. so much bliss can be generated inside with eyes closed as well.. in free flowing dance and song of life..:)

Oh by the way..
yes.. this is that place
‘they’ forecast.. HEAVEN..
HOW NICE of God
to send me here..
i owe God big
time.. this
debt i will
pay in
reciprocation
continuing always
now as a Joyful Labor
of Unconditional
Tough and
Passionate
Love once
again
now..smile emoticon..:)

2263

Yah.. a SonG
for that too..:)

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And finally a resounding note here
from friend Himali’s Facebook Page..
and good night from me..
as responding to poetry
will have to wait one more
day for sleep here..:)

Yes! I remain the oldest child in my hometown
and with Will and Love stay that way now..
Also as a clown to bring Smiles.. Laughs..
And Joy.. As well as introspective thought
to those adults who might like to join me..
The eyes of a child clown..
Smiles again.. Himali..:)

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Smiles.. Suzanne.. This is what is wonderful about photography..
Just for fun.. Finding beauty in both the large and small things in life..
Dark and Light.. And of the brightest of all places.. That is where I s
pend yesterday.. With my iPhone 6s camera and a dance in deep
white sugar sand like Tai Chi spirals that never end in now with
pastel colors of twilight on similar vibration and wave length
with sea oats.. Emerald green gulf.. And me..
And sure with poetry who needs photos..
I for one cherish them without
effective use of my sight for 66 months..
A blessing.. Such a gift to me now.. The beach as me..:)

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A full night sleep after a full day of of Art in dance..
and now for poetry.. after a dance in sand and sun again..
in my own backyard of beach and paradise true and light..:)

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HI Sherri.. my dance friend.. of our ages.. winks.. and Smiles..
i already did/do ‘write a book’.. 11 million words on the Internet..
seriously literally 11 million words on the anniversary date
when i started all of this.. November 26th.. 2010..
5 years ago.. to escape the endless pain in my eye
and ear of type two Trigeminal Neuralgia.. i
personally like the electronic form of blogs for doing this..
as i can add as many photos as i like with all the beautiful
youtube songs that bring so much emotional inspiration
to me along with words that never quite fit the full size
of inspiration of image and song notes to me..
additionally i abhor the restrictions of creativity..
that come with the ‘Official way of doing stuff’ in life..
Art is for beauty to me in both science and art..
where no culture or religion can control me in
free spirit of art in words and steps..
and this is just another note to
add to a tapestry of all that is..
simply flowing like a river wheRe the
river of spirit inside me decides where to go next..
with little to no effort with the tide of God behind and with me.. smiles..:)

Smiles my lovely friend Sherri.. i appreciate the art that lives in you
where you can appreciate my words.. sadly perhaps.. i come
across relatively few who tell me they do.. considering
the effort i put into sharing it with the Unconditional
Love that lives in me.. but those who do i treasure
and appreciate.. as that light fuels the art
in me even more.. for now it is enough to
share it with friends like you.. here..
and other strangers who

are never strangers
to me who become friends of art as well..
and maybe one day.. when the art of writing slows..
i might think and feel about publishing some of it..
smiles.. but for now just art.. just art.. and Lord
knows i’ve already written enough poems for an entire library of me..
in print.. wInks.. big Inks.. from me and smiles.. again..smile emoticon..:)

Thanks so much Sherri.. you are only the second person who has ever encouraged
me to publish my poetry.. anywhere in this world.. and i encounter thousands
of poet’s work a year.. rarely with any comments from them at all..
and for me.. i can never let a human
conversation go
without
reciprocation..
and ha! i am the
so-called diagnosed Autistic
one with Asperger’s..wink emoticon..;)

Yeah.. i think “that’s” the deal.. i’m usually the only one who can
fully understand what i say.. even though it makes sense to me..
and i suppose that is the thing.. that makes me Autistic
with Asperger’s syndrome.. i wanna connect to other people
really bad and have friends.. but it’s hard for them to get me..
and easy for me to get me.. so ha.. at least someone always gets me..
winks.. and much love to you.. my friend of over 30 years now.. and sure..
you are a little bit like me in ways of different
and that is what I love about
you too.. smiles again..
smile emoticon..:)

And now to dance
before i get
back with
the art
of responding
to the rest
of dVerse
Thursday
open link
night poet’s
with 28 more
poems and
micro-poetic
responses coming
from me.. but clouds
are coming.. so i am
gonna enjoy the
life giving
full
sun
first..
this morning..:)

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Hi Leah.. as they say Synchronicity..

my Emails continue to increase the more connections

i make online.. a little concerned i might have missed an

email from you again.. so my plan is to connect with you

to make sure all is okay with you today..

and i get ‘this email’.. cool..

synchronicity again.. but nah..

this isn’t the first time i wonder how you are doing

in your recovery from the burns.. after a month

now of you returning to the flesh and blood bigger world..

And oh yes.. your world in Romania.. as a child.. on the soils of war.. death and destruction.. is so far removed from the gentle soils where i live.. where being Autistic in that higher functioning way is challenging and eventually a life or death situation for me.. with the chronic stress of social challenges at work.. and all my stress related illnesses.. but nothing like your challenges on both your soil and in your home as you have related before..

So i can only imagine the stress of the issues

of terrorism discord that brings to you
in Europe now.. in Germany as well.. where you live now.. just a hop
skip and jump away.. with issues there as well..

So glad you are feeling joy again.. perhaps my greatest obstacle to recovery for those 66 months of shut-in hell beyond 19 physical disorders mostly as a result of never ending chronic work related stress.. is the loss of not only pleasure but even the ability to feel sadness with a tear..

and as i think i have already related to you.. the death of a cat friend Sunny boy.. son of Yellow Boy.. injured in the wild with kitty aids diagnosed.. and us having the decision to put him down.. to keep the rest of the neighborhood strays alive and well.. is what finally brings a tear of relief for me.. in sadness..

And in feeling this great weakness inside of almost zero emotions.. and zero tears.. with that tear.. i finally feel strength in my legs that had been leg pressing close to 500 LBS still over this 66 months.. with a feeling of spiritual power in what i consider the equivalent of emotional feelings of strength..

that made me feel so weak inside without that emotional spirit.. and so empty those 66 months in continuum.. no matter what the leg press numbers say empirically.. then.. except for that short respite of a few tears in April.. coming with my creative spark in March of 2013..

And now there is almost half a ton slowly surely

on a free weight parallel leg press machine..

with arms raised in air like a ballet dancer

pumping iron in action..

but urethane sure.. as nah..

i don’t wanna crack the floor hehe..

for twenty-five times at ease.. but yes..

the grinch heart that grows..

so much bigger in size.. can be empirically measured too..

as the force of love in my heart.. converted to LBS as well..

And i do mean this literally too.. as there is new science here too.. available in research.. finally understanding better of the internal Universe of human emotions.. senses.. down to the flesh and blood level and up to the multi-verse of human emotions and senses in feeling innate instinctual and intuitive ways of being..

And force of physical power too.. where every human connection is a unique and growing Universe unto itself.. so yeah.. this here is the Universe of Fred and Leah in connection.. separate.. yet similar to all others in many ways.. too.. but still unique.. always special in its own way..
like us as individuals as well.. he her..;)

And finally recovery.. almost miraculously.. yes.. miraculously in an all natural way.. from pain and emotional emptiness.. in July of 2013.. with my first belly laugh in early August of 2013.. of which before i did not have a reference point of memory feeling if i had ever even smiled or laughed..

as without feeling there is no reference point of remembering feelings as remembering feelings are feelings of course.. a catch 22 of magnitude in real human hell now.. most certainly.. and why folks will self injure to feel pain over numbness when this emotional death in life comes..

Anyway.. i work my heARt OUT now.. like an Olympic Sport in metaphor.. as i’ve been to that hell of no feeling.. and i ain’t going back.. and poetry.. dance.. photography in all i do and all other art i participate in of human connections.. is my insurance that I will not.. ’cause God HEAVEN IT.. (there is no damn in heaven) there is science to happiness of heArt too.. and science is faith too.. in assurance of continuing success.. in life of joy.. in what i just do now..:)

And sure.. the Wrong Planet..

website overall.. is like ‘they say’ ..

an overall great place for misery loves company..

particularly in that PPR.. Politics.. Philosophy..

and Religion section that was the only part that truly interested me..

with the Autism Speaks political controversy as just a mindless exercise of obvious logic that i would never win but kept fighting against.. then.. per dark emotional social cohesive forces of the imaginary demon of Autism Speaks that people used to bind together in the joy of misery.. that feels better than nothing of course…

Sadly.. there is not much in school or college.. including psychology about the art and or science of emotional health.. that comes in metaphors of human heart.. spirit expressing that emotion of heart.. or the soul of a mind

and body that is balanced at center.. neither stuck in just mind or body alone.. or too much of reality of existence in one yang or yin science or art way.. exclusive of the other…

i went to the Wrong Planet for an escape from pain.. but now with my full emotions back.. and creativity as well.. that left me for about 40 years.. in the crude patriarchal ways of my small home town.. including the

military administrative work life.. that says boys can’t smile or do art as boys just don’t do that.. AND without fuller expression of emotions.. art dies in heart.. spirit.. and soul.. without a doubt to me..

And sometimes boys and girls try to bring emotion back with art as emotion becoming art and art becoming emotion.. music.. dance.. song in general.. painting.. yes art in general.. so many places of human journeys and paths to bRing hEart back to life.. as true human joy of Loving life just as it is for now..

needing nothing more but Life.. and appreciating that gift from the God of Nature so much they must share it with all others in a natural human altruistic way of unconditionAlly Loving life in all the ways that can and

does come in life.. in art of human eyes..

connecting to all humans and Nature one..

Like the Phoenix of me that is rising in that creative spark and tear in 2013.. and finAlly on a beach.. in July of that year.. going back the first time in 66 months.. where i FEEL ONE WITH THE WAVES AGAIN.. never an intellectual exercise there alone.. AN EXPANSIVE FEELING OF BLISS AS ONE WITH NATURE WHOLE..

with clear feeling that all of Nature and Beyond

ISGODONe and same with us. NOWonE…

with never any separation of illusory fears..

and all hate associated stuff

related to illusory fears..

A school of heart.. is never a science alone..
and that is why we rarely see it in school..
as school.. is more science than true human related art..
and society has become more science than art.. even in ways
of religion.. sadly as such in literal ways of being..
rather than being in an expansive fuller living
artistic and creative mind..

So on December 25th.. 2010.. i finally get the strength and resolve.. where every word i type then is like a mountain of pain in my eye.. to scan my baby photo of the child with bright blue eyes.. that my mother tales me.. reaches out to every stranger to hug them..

not for them to hug me.. hmm.. yeah.. sounds like the opposite of Autism huh.. but my problem is i could not speak until age 4.. and my mind operates fast.. with senses and emotions so sensitive.. jacked up.. as an empath..

receiving what seems like the internal world

as a radio receiver of external energy

emotional and sensory.. and information..

in general of all types.. that when i finally

could speak it comes out

really fast and scattered..

as there is so much in there to get out..

And yes.. i have a new diagnosis now by Doctors of Bi-Polar not specified.. disorder.. as when i get into that Doctor’s office and have to explain everything in ten minutes that is going on in my life.. it comes out really fast like this.. fast enough for me to process it fine.. as i have all the contexts.. but hey.. it’s hard to communicate thousands of words in 10 minutes completely coherently and slow.. so basically they think i’m ‘crazy’.. and might need something to slow me down..

But what they don’t understand after viewing me since this diagnosis two years ago before i get well.. is this is how i’ve always been.. people loving me to death.. before i open my mouth.. yeah.. strange girls at dance events years ago then.. too.. as i give ’em a headache with all my passion of communicating too fast and too complicated for the ‘normal’ human to understand..

And yeah.. fast is crazy huh.. and i am fast.. so fast.. and even my dance.. has become too much.. for most people to join me in.. even in the biggest dance halls of fast.. hehe.. but the reality is i am as peaceful as the eye of the hurricane of me.. inside no matter how fast the external winds come out.. hehe.. truly i am a Hurricane in this sense.. as metaphor.. Hurricane Fred haha.. all the time.. never dying out for now..;)

But they see the joy in me.. and truly want some of what i’m on..
people have been asking me for it all my life.. when i am healthy..

So now i am sharing it with them..

but nah..

i cannot give it to ’em
as i was born this way
and the shining lights
of that baby’s eyes
live
once
again..:)

Love you friend..
and you know and feel
i will always be here for
you when you wanna
chat.. and
i feel you
will always
come back
when you
are ready for
another LARGE injection
of me.. hehe.. all NOW
in joy my friend..
all in
JOY NOW..
with smiles
and grins
and laughs
now THANKS2
THE GOD OF
NATURE
FROM
ME..
and to you
too.. my friend
Leah.. smiles AGAIN..:)

Yeah.. we have something
in common don’t we..
i know i’m not
very clear
sometimes..
as well.. but
i keep trying
and so glad
you tolerate
and accept
ALLoF
NOWHO
I AMLOVEAGAINMYFRIEND…:)

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Smiles.. friends mean everything to me..
and i suppose if i ever enjoy enough
of life with friends.. the only poetry
that will come
from me is
in words
to friends..
and sure it is already
that way in a sense
and feelings as i see
and feel everyone as a friend
whether now they see me that
way in dark or light.. no different
than when i am a baby.. but no
one now.. can keep me from
hugging others in poetry
and dance.. whether
a hug
is
returned
or not..
in steps
or words..
a Baby of
Love WiLL
FiND a way..:)

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Well.. it’s 2:24 pm..
11162015.. to minute..
and yes now i am
making it back
to dVerse to
finish 28 poetic
responses to poetry
there from Thursday
Open Link Night just
for fun and Love too..:)

Art of open forest roads
lined by trees of
nature’s details
moving on as
open future
just a path
no destination
reAlly but going
on and on now..
as free and open..
there is a now where
i can not feel of any of
this truth and light of Nature
experience but the primitive
excellence of innate IQ lives
as me again.. on the open road of Living
free and will enough for fortune’s Love breeze..:)

Life of Nature
color seasons bright
Love of human
colors
all
Light..:)

Smiles.. i am always sad.. when ‘they’ tale me
they cannot see/feel God.. but i understand
as they may never see as through
the
eyes
of the
woman
who loves
me.. there are
miracles in life
and the fAct that
my wife is in my life..
is all the evidence i need
to believe in an all merciful
God..
and
one
i know NOW
and feel not so
well of pain sad+
as then.. a tree of
Love lives with me now..:)

Sadly.. there are many
empty vessels of human
beings just waiting
to get the human
race back..
misanthropy
comes in bits
of thrown away
apple core of
evil in
heArtless eYes..
somenows illustrating
dark shadows in death
as religious groups and
othernows framing as
the entire human race..
when
vacant
stares
become
evil now black
snares of death..
even when living..
Love is the answer
but an answer long
ago never painting
vehicles and
vessels of
human
fear
and hate
in terrorist wake…

If there is any magic in dementia
it is the emotions that
go last.. if there
is any terror
beyond
terror
in life
is when
the emotions
go first.. and the
mind is left sinking
and knowing a
quicksand
that
never ends..
and of course that
can happen at any
age of human hell..
incarnate
on
this earth
just now
in eYes
of
cold
deep beyond
human heArt…

A taste of nature
the sweetest dream
more than cookies
and ice cream
treats..
sure a
challenge
in naked
reprise
butt an
echo of
free that never ends
in flesh that connects to all..:)

Smiles.. i suppose nameless forces
can be harder to relate to..
than labeling one’s
of anthropomorphic
identity..
sweet Abigail..
of gale force winds
is kinder than
winds
that flood
a human home
but tests are
common
in all
stuff
life
and Abigail
is teacher whose
gale will be heard..:)

Sadly.. the message of
Jesus can be
completely
missed unless
his prophecy
of folks
after him..
yes.. doing
much more..
comes true..
i trust
Jesus
on this
one as
completely
already true..
and still now coming
true to save the world..:)

Smiles.. tears.. gift
saving Grace..
danCinG
sWinGinG
through crystal
chandelier
fLiGhts
GRace
LiGht’s
LoVe..:)

Smiles.. i’ll make another comment on one of your other poems..
(:..i don’t do candy at all..;) just a note on your Post Script question..
per wordpress posting features.. if you don’t like the new blue
screen editor for posting.. you can click on dashboard first
and click on posts next.. and then click add new post..
that will take you back to the old black/gray and white
wordpress editor.. that keeps the
posting options same as in the past..

Recently..
the new version
stopped hyperlinking
photography automatically
to the wordpress library..
which can help
stop folks
from scraping
photography and
using it for their own sites..
which is really okay with me..
as i try not to own art.. haha..

But i just want people to be able to enlarge the photos
when the hyperlink works.. taking one back to the larger
word press library photo.. as my blog is almost equally
photography with poetry and prose.. and not one
for slow computers and or slow
broadband access for sure..;)

Oh.. no.. dizzy.. no fun..
Vertigo i used to get
from just standing up
from a meal or walking
around the block as
my blood no
longer makes
it to my head..
Dysautonomia..
where brain
and nervous
system now
no longer
properly
controls
heart
rate
and blood
pressure
in synch..
only cure
is making..
growing
muscles
stronger to pump
blood.. and now
i spin with bigger
muscles and dizzy no
longer controls me.. hehe..
A butterfly lives on land again..
but oh noX2.. my wife gets dizzy
from just watching
me dance spin
now..
heher..;)

Dragon fly WinGs
oldest flying
machine
and longest
living being
along with
roaches of crawling
night and flying skies
both are credit to
God’s
Nature
eYes..
wheRe balance
stays key
to being
and
staying
here
liV
InG
LonG..
all Gods
eYes.. brave and free
Whole allone and never
separated
ever
alone..
the roach and
the dragon fly
are brothers
and sisters
and
friends too.. still now
of God and us too..:)

Highlight fairs around
the world sing
stars of joy
in human
heart.. as humans
are made to live
together and
it is the
separate
that can
be lonely
and truly insane..
at least an online
connection can
bRinG dreams
of real
human
civilization
again together
free and sane..:)

Slow pause.. death
abrupt ending
where now
last forever
in pain
and joy..
where death
makes life
and life
makes
death real..
light and dark..
the human condition…

Smiles.. i too take my
heart.. tears.. fears..
putting them in a box..
and fortunately now
for me.. i then am
able to retrieve
the heart and
tears minus
fears..
a lesson
and accomplishment
of a lifetime of me..
total Love
with zero
Fear..:)

A place where skin
becomes fibers
of a couch..
an air of
ventilating
system where
roar’s air becomes
human being
same..
a place
to grow
expanding
wings.. a heart
grows in body
moving.. regulating
integrating whole
in emotional
and sensory
control
balance..
a butterfly
emerges well again..
yes.. been there done
it for over 5 years..
reaching 66
months.. then..
but yes.. again..
even at my age
and greater.. life
can and will get
better.. as nows go by..
and for me every step forward
now
is key to
light
and
dark as
not so well.. finAlly..
and now.. so very well..:)

Smiles.. interestingly.. a phenomenon
of changing brain waves
from beta
stress to
alpha
relaxation
to theta flow
in creative
cosmic freer
consciousness-
like connections
to all around us..
can and will occur
on a country drive
without stress
associating
distractions..
that fall
us down
to beta
waves
once
again
as stress.. comes us..
and some folks only
find it in places like this
where meditative flow
comes real.. true.. and free
and we let all the other stuff go..
away.. from a new wave.. of peace..:)

Human condition.. so varied
and freed and trapped
and tried and
scorched
and burned
until emotions
and senses
come under
control and
all peace
of river
and winds
breeze.. Credit
human written
language.. collective
intelligence and all of
culture for drifting away
from inner control.. without
all the distractions that rarely
change.. Nature changes and
makes it harder to get stuck
in associations of
past..
but sure..
manual drive
is possible too..
where Diwali
lives inside
with
us shifting gears
of light dark as all of we..:)

Imagine a race of human beings
all of them sitting still
or standing sit
with heads
bent down
in great
reverence
to the God
of a five inch
screen.. growing
a little bit at least..
in screen size
with
heads
still down..
from the Savannah
we go to a scream of
a four
inch screen..
wheRe love letters
are lost in candy crush
games..;)

*
A change so real.. a change so close..
from hunting and gathering
to escape the cave..
to agriculture
and planting
to harvest
crops..
to machines
and automanwomen
holding gears and levers
in industrial way.. to
Info technology
and back
to the
cave..
what comes
around goes around..
but i’m staying outside..;)

Ah.. before the apple..
before the fall
there are
apple
trees
and free
are
we..
apple in the
eYeS of Nature’s Goal
living.. just living.. to be..
as is is now.. floWeRinG ALive..:)

ThrOne iS readY
pastUre free..
it is we who
must study
raiSinG
worLd
hiGher
eYes
hYmns
hiM.. wheRe
greater iS necessary..
setting entire world free..:)

Smiles.. a little box can follow us
around all our life..
or we can
simply
live now..
as.. as is
as Love..:)

Freedoms new gifts
from centuries
old of prisons
in so many
ways of
patriarchal
souls… to
escape back
to soft love holds
a place that sings
an archetype wholENonE..:)

Star wars is not my wife’s pleasure..
Internet ways of connecting
or problem solving
always
so unlike
her.. Best of
life is in change
so opposites do
attract
the best
in me too..
she in her room
and me in mine..
i see my father
and his
third wife
do this and
now i am here..
no longer now on
couch intWinInG
as Love.. but best
friends make it
in decades
long
trial.. oh different.. i Love..:)

Black leafalls now
on concrete streets
moods risEn..
concrete
bottom
grain
last
sand
heArt
unglue
together..
what comes next..
concrete crack..
sprout peaks
just
above
last
whole
depth..
riSinGonce
agaIn.. graIn
sAnd now liVes..
sparKLinGleam..:)

Nomads of modern
days spread out
from villages..
two by two..
opposites of
ark they stray..
where togetherness
leaves.. loneliness
thrives.. an
answer.. an
approximation..
Interent hands..:)

Candy apple red..
oh fruits desire..
but all that
matters
is the
taste inside..:)

Paths of wooded roads.. trees straight
trees cooked.. leaves
colored.. leaves
faded.. with
life what
counts..
just journey..
Living Now..:)

28 poems
in four hours
around 6
minutes a-
peace in
Chandelier
fun for me.. sWinGinG
through the words
with the greaTesT
of ease..
a pARtY
with my fingers
comes to a real
keyboard close..
and now.. oh GOD
it’s finally WORK-OUT NOW!..:)

6:45
pm..
and now to post
when i come back.:)

http://freeversenudepoetry.blogspot.com/2015/11/veterans-of-human-weather-free-verse.html

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  1. From Friend
    Himalli’s
    Facebook Page..

    Finding meaning
    and purpose in all things
    Life.. smiles.. Himali..:)

  2. SOHEIR says:

    Hi fred
    How are you friend?
    Those flowers for you and katie

  3. How quickly people forget the price of freedom
    is not free and does not exist if not shared..:)

    So.. my Facebook friend Benny posts
    a photo with an Indian and the
    Early European settlers
    with the Indian
    not accepting
    any new refugees
    from the old country
    to the new country
    of plenty and beauty..
    So.. the settlers.. will say
    no we are coming
    anyway.. and will
    kill you along
    the way..
    yes..
    how quickly
    people forget
    the price of freedom
    is not free and does not
    exist if not shared and the
    moral of the story of course
    is the Indians.. many of them..
    welcomed them until they
    themselves are killed
    for being different..
    assessed as savages
    for their wild and naked ways
    of dancing free with the God of
    Nature so clear for them to see
    as the Great Spirit of all
    in worshipping all
    of God’s
    Nature
    with purpose
    and meaning…
    And so here we are today.. now..
    a third of all school age
    children assessed
    as pre-type
    two diabetic for
    sitting on their butts..
    without a need
    to move.. as
    the dopamine
    fix from screen
    addictions is
    warm and false
    in ways of healthy
    human beings.. and half
    of the nation of adults on some
    kind of pain medication mostly for
    unexplained medical conditions
    that are somatic in Nature Pain..
    from constant unrelenting
    fight or flight stress and
    repressing and oppressing
    human nature of emotions
    and senses with even
    being able to
    get up from
    a desk
    or
    have a window
    to look out of to see
    that Nature and GODONE
    even frigGinG still exists…
    yeah.. sure.. been
    there done.. it.. and
    oh yeah.. there is that
    factor of skyrocketing
    rates of psychotropic
    drugs for child
    and adult
    as empty
    souls out of mind
    and body balance..
    with emotions no longer
    regulaTinG and senses no
    longer inteGraTinG.. are a
    thing of the
    past
    in empty
    souls grown
    cold.. where a text
    replaces a human
    hug or warm
    voice
    of musical
    emotion to
    bond the social
    human as an animal
    of love.. instead of a
    cold hard machine
    of words alone..
    in black
    and white
    text..
    Helen Keller would
    be surprised to find
    today.. that all these folks
    with their sight and hearing
    intact.. totally healthy
    have decided to go
    the route
    of functional disability
    instead of fuller human being..
    yeah.. sure.. i lost effective use
    of my hearing and sight for 66 months..
    and basically became another Helen Keller
    in difficulties in connecting to other human beings..
    Thanks God for this Internet connectivity that then
    is my only bridge to human
    connections.. and all those
    others with real disabilities
    are as happy as me..
    i’m sure.. to have
    this wonderful
    tool..
    to continue
    to approximate
    the experience of fuller
    being a real human being
    with feelings expresSinG
    as sPiriT of heArt with some
    hope of a mind and
    body balanCinG
    soUl as WeLL..
    So here’s the thing..
    life is full of dark and light
    and everyone risks their lives
    the most.. generally speaking..
    when they take to the roads
    to make it to work..
    so we cannot
    live risk
    free nor
    can we
    live Love
    free in ways of sharing
    and continue to expect to
    be identified as the
    Human
    Race by
    the GOD
    ALL of Nature..
    the result will be more
    human suffering as no
    one fools either God
    or Mother
    Nature
    as same
    of reality
    as is.. no..
    sure we can
    run.. we can close
    ourselves up behind screens
    and keep people out of our borders
    who perhaps could be at risk for hurting
    someone.. but the
    biggest
    enemy
    for most humans
    these days is looking
    at them square
    in a mirror
    of ignorance
    of what it even means
    to be a human being..
    the American Indian most definitely
    had/HAS a great understanding of GOD..
    yes.. the REAL GOD OF NATURE..
    AND A GREAT WAY OVERALL
    OF LIVING IN BALANCE
    AND GIVING
    MORE THAN
    TAKING BACK
    FROM GOD AS WELL..
    So sure.. what have we done
    for God lately.. what have we
    taken.. and what have
    we refused today.. now
    to share in the ways
    of human freedom..
    there are people
    suffering
    everywhere..
    this home is free..
    originally much of
    it is taken by force and
    blood shed of the natives
    who settled our lands
    first..
    including now my
    ancestors.. as many
    folks now share common
    ancestors of Indigenous
    blood and with me it is
    the Sioux and Cherokee
    as named… so sure
    most of us are in
    this game of
    life together
    in blood too..
    there is no room
    for blame but there is
    always room to risk
    the price
    of Love
    and Human Freedoms..
    but sure that only applies
    to the free sharing Indians
    of God who still
    live here..
    in spirit
    regardless
    of blood relatives
    with differences in outward appearance..
    we all bleed the same and cry the
    same for
    those of
    who still
    have
    a heart..
    those with
    heArts still..
    are all Indians of God
    in how we now
    are innately
    evolved
    to live
    free
    and sharing
    no different
    that our
    primate cousin
    the Bonobo who
    manages life without
    killing each other.. with
    little aggression or violence..
    by putting love first with emotions
    and senses that ARE REGULATING
    AND INTEGRATING continuously
    for subsistence and survival.. nah..
    it’s no surprise that Indians
    could do this too..
    overall.. so much
    better than
    the rest of
    the world..
    in sharing..
    moving..
    connecting..
    creating.. giving
    more than taking
    now meeting God’s
    definition of human
    being that still can
    be our potential but
    use or lose always applies..
    as God is God of merit and
    no free ride.. in a feathered
    nest
    without
    flying with
    tough unconditional
    passionate Love
    as sharing
    human
    freedoms..
    and just Living.. FREE..:)

  4. ^^^

    One of the best things about Super-Walmart
    is there is no taling who is gonna come up next..
    to ask me for the next dance.. my old friend
    here in lack of spirit.. Darth Vader..
    will have the last dance with me..;)

    iN other words..
    been there done him
    in lack of spirit already.. no..
    it ain’t a light place to be.. oh
    so dark.. the dark force is….
    there will never be
    any remembering
    of that dark
    place for me..
    as to be there..
    is to have
    zero spirit
    at all..
    in the
    coldest
    place of
    hell of ALL..
    the death star
    of darkness in Light…

    ^^^

    And yes.. reference last.. Facebook profile status pic thingy..
    Darth does one dance with me.. and Sith is no longer for he..
    the Sith joins the Jedi.. and we are one force
    of light and dark
    again..:)

    This Facebook sh88 is so much fun..
    hell.. i don’t even need any likes..
    to be grinning ear to ear
    ALLONE..:)

  5. Well.. some writing.. a busy day of dance shopping..
    meeting new and old interesting friends..
    visiting mother and
    reading my poetry
    to her..
    wanting
    to get back
    on to
    commenting
    on dVerse Poet’s
    Pub Tuesday link
    on what or
    who we miss
    and wanna see again..
    and sure.. i’ve already
    done that here.. and as
    i have stated before.. in the
    last month or so blog posts..
    i no longer link at dVerse as
    my way of art is not
    acceptable to
    the administration
    there.. even in my
    best attempts to
    carefully follow
    all the guidelines
    that were instituted
    especially for me.. per
    narrow guidelines like
    24 lines a poem then
    that since i finally
    leave after having
    three of my links
    are deleted even
    when following
    their rules.. that rule is no longer
    enforced there.. as they get the
    job done.. by eliminating me..
    as i am too much trouble
    for some of the administration
    to deal with wading through
    my unique ways of
    writing poetry
    combining modern
    technology with new found
    ability to use photos and
    videos in
    synchronicity way
    to gain.. greater spiritual
    and philosophical connections
    in my connections to all that is..
    AKA GOD.. okay.. i play no games
    or rules of culture
    and religion
    that exist
    to hold human
    God given potential back
    in ways of repressing and
    oppressing human nature
    as gifted to us by GOD
    all free without
    the limitations
    and expectations of power
    hungry and status hungry folks
    who have a limited ability to be filled
    up with a giving chalice of Love that
    has no boundaries of empty hearts
    that plague our world
    so much today..
    it may be
    difficult for folks to understand
    that i am not doing this to eventually
    get published to make money.. and
    gain power.. status.. or whatever..
    i am doing this simply for the love
    of art and sharing my full
    awakening enlightening
    and healing journey
    and paths since
    i start this
    endeavor in regaining my
    humanity back with that first
    word on Thanksgiving day
    of 2010.. my Thanks is to GoD
    for my healing and my Love now is
    unconditional in tough and passionate
    way with the rest of creation.. dark and light..
    and yes.. like the FULLBACK WHO WILL
    NOT BE STOPPED FROM MAKING TOUCH
    DOWN AFTER TOUCHDOWN AFTER
    TOUCH DOWN.. TO WIN
    THE GAME.. THIS
    IS THE
    REAL DEAL
    AND WORTH
    PLAYING FOREVERNOW..
    I PLAY FOR KEEPS NOW..
    AND I MEAN WHAT I SAY
    IN BOTH LITERAL
    AND METAPHORICAL
    WAY.. NO ONE.. AND I DO
    MEAN NO ONE IS GONNA
    STOP ME WITH GOD AT
    MY BACK.. AS MY TEAM
    IS A TEAM
    OF ONE
    FORCE
    WItHGOD..:)

    So.. now after this lengthy
    prologue let the
    TWILIGHT OF ME
    CONTINUE ON..
    WITH ROBOT FRED
    AKA R2D2 IN THE
    BEGINNING OF
    THAT VIDEO
    SONG.. i now
    WILL CONTINUE
    TO THREAD THE
    HALLS OF
    SANITY
    LIKE
    A CAMEL
    GOING THROUGH
    THE EYE OF THE NEEDLE
    AS THE HURRICANE
    EYE OF
    CALM
    THAT IS ME
    WITH GOD
    WINDSFORCEONE..:)

    Yeah.. i just put myself in the same
    league with God..
    Christ..
    R2D2..
    and..
    F*inHurricane..
    so sue me..
    or say
    i have
    illusions of grandeur..
    but this S is FinREAL..
    yeah.. sure.. Superman too..
    Did i mention i win the most
    witty boy award.. in second
    grade.. at Private
    Catholic School..
    well i
    did.. now..
    and decades
    later then i figure
    out what the word
    witty literally means..
    seriously.. i have no idea
    what the word means then
    and i keep amusing folks
    whether i
    mean to
    or not.. but
    i remember
    being great..;)

    Okay.. 12:22 am
    11182015
    and off
    to dVerse
    once again..:)

  6. Yeah.. there’s a song for missing what or who..
    and here it is.. boy did i have some strong
    emotions back in school.. oh my God..
    so many serious crushes on
    girls from the time i
    am in Kindergarten..
    that funny feeling
    in the pit of
    my stomach
    then.. of what
    is this feeling then..
    yeah.. sure the Love
    drug is up on me too soon
    and strong.. to keep inside
    of me.. and those memories
    of emotions are so strong in those
    years.. still deeply hidden inside..
    as there is a storm inside
    of emotions that
    almost destroys
    me then..
    as they are too
    POWERFUL.. varied
    and nuanced AS DUST
    for me to connect
    to language.. there are
    names of girls i remember..
    and i suppose some of them
    are Tammy.. particularly
    for this song.. a girl
    two years older..
    somewhat
    of a Tom
    boy.. a super
    nerd like me..
    but i Loved her
    for her.. and nothing
    but her.. and then
    there is Lynn..
    and Anthea..
    all nerd girls
    too.. i have no idea
    until i am 18 about
    any of that stuff
    below..
    i just love their
    eyes.. their
    minds.. their
    hearts.. of
    emotion so strong
    so real.. but again i have no
    idea about that other stuff…
    any further than partial nudity
    in a nudie magazine.. as there is
    no real porno back then.. thank God..
    as surely there is more to a girl than
    T and A.. nah.. back then..
    Love is the main
    thing.. emotions..
    holding hands..
    sweet smiles..
    kind words..
    and connection
    of heart over hook-
    ups almost unheard of
    then.. at least in the circles
    of nerds.. i run in.. in a club
    named the Beta
    club for smarty
    geek pants
    like
    me..
    for sure..
    and then there is Sonia..
    my first holding hands
    and more.. Love.. a Cuban
    girl.. to learn about that
    other stuff.. she much
    more experienced than
    me.. 3 years my junior
    me 18 she 15..
    so much
    more emotionally
    mature than me..
    and she breaks
    my heart into a place
    of sadness i never knew
    could exist.. wondering
    if i will ever come out of it..
    but i do.. and then.. in that
    darkness another young
    Guamanian girl.. Renee..
    just a friend really
    but the only
    friend i have
    then..
    she with an
    abusing father..
    and me so lonely..
    sometimes that is the
    way it goes.. i miss that
    girl.. but i will never see her
    in this flesh life again.. as she
    eventually pulls the trigger in
    her father’s bed.. years
    later.. married
    with two kids..
    the story
    of abuse
    often ends
    like this..
    dead or alive
    sad.. just sad..
    funny the saddest ones
    who are no longer here are
    the one’s we sometimes most
    would love to say hello to again..
    and when i get sick.. really
    sick when i am 47.. 23
    years of work friends..
    during that first
    year
    of paid
    sick leave
    after years.. of getting
    sick.. it is like i never
    existed to most
    of the folks
    there..
    and i realize
    the only reason
    most folks were nice
    to me.. was ’cause i
    was a commodity
    for work and
    nothing much
    more..
    it’s hard to be lonely
    and not have close friends..
    who are really there in flesh and
    blood life.. and fortunately i do not
    have to miss my wife.. and that is
    what assures me of my
    existence now.. as
    she and a couple of
    other family members
    namely sister and
    mother are the only
    thing in my life
    that kept me on
    this earth through years
    of sickness.. so.. seriously
    i feel so blessed to be alive..
    i don’t feel like i have the
    right to miss anything..
    but there is that
    gray and white
    tuxedo cat
    Elwood with
    green eyes.. during years
    of isolated work related stress..
    when all my human connections
    including wife.. drift away with
    stress.. and all the other pets
    in my life including
    only dog Charlie
    in middle school
    and only
    friend then
    who accepts
    me for all of who
    i am.. and my son who
    only lives 51 days..
    that is sad
    beyond words..
    but somehow i keep
    that Love connection
    with that furry friend
    down the road.. Elwood..
    not even ours.. who comes
    and goes.. for over
    a decade of touch..
    so sure.. connections
    of heart love never go away
    but i am so filled up with
    Love it is hard
    for me to go
    back to feel all those
    deep missing feelings again..
    so sure.. this poetry trip
    will be a trip now back
    there.. albeit a temporary
    one.. as i live with an
    overflowing cup
    to give instead
    of miss..
    smiles..
    i find Love..
    there is nothing
    to miss with that..
    but giving and i do
    my best to give it now..
    and i do feel like i have
    friends.. i will always treasure..
    even if.. i never see their face
    as that’s how it goes online
    sometimes.. i would
    really love to see
    all their
    faces..
    but again..
    that’s how it
    goes online.. ugh..
    yeah.. sure.. i miss
    a school of faces..
    the best part
    of work
    and school..
    is flesh and
    blood connecting
    faces eye to eye
    touch to touch.. as Life..
    and sadly in church it is
    rare that anyone even extends
    a hand to a stranger with the Lord’s
    prayer..
    beyond
    sad to me..
    where humans
    no longer really
    connect in real life now..
    but hey.. i will continue to dance
    a connection of flesh and blood
    life.. with
    or without
    partners in flesh..:)

    Anyway.. it’s time for another
    mood song.. as this is going
    down for
    real..
    reAlly
    it is..:)

    but not until tomorrow morning..
    as it’s 1:33 am
    and time for
    sleep.. with smiles
    and likely sweet dreams
    after all of this..:)

    Back again at 8:53 am..
    and oh my goodness.. i didn’t mention
    my relatives like my Grandmother
    and Father who have passed
    away.. yes.. i miss
    my grandmother and
    sure it is
    bitter sweet
    with my father
    as he never truly
    let us in to know
    him.. but i do remember
    what he looks like and
    he seemed nice from
    emotional
    contagion..
    words would have
    been nice.. but yeah..
    he probably had
    Asperger’s the
    more silent
    kind and
    all of that
    too.. as sure
    there was a now
    where i didn’t
    express my
    feelings
    much either..
    And two grandfathers
    who died well before
    i am born.. one who
    i’ve never even
    seen a picture
    of.. part
    Sioux Indian..
    a smart clerk..
    a wanderer too..
    and the other..
    a noted author
    and X-Catholic
    Priest from
    the middle
    of last century
    too.. but anyway..
    finally arriving
    at dVerse now
    like an
    ADHD poetRy writer
    am i.. W/Inks..
    And yes… i admit
    it.. i miss Disco too..
    but i still have Saturday
    Night Fever allthenow..;)

  7. Yeah.. i know.. i know.. i said i was going to
    dVerse and all of that to respond
    to their missing who and
    what stuff.. but
    hey.. no matter
    what the so-called
    snobby folks say..
    Facebook can be
    an incredible inspiration
    for stream of consciousness
    free flowing poeTry out of
    fingers too.. yes.. with
    little thinking
    involved
    as well..
    just let it
    go in beta/theta wave
    state of mind
    and be here
    now.. with
    God’s hand
    of Creativity
    of Instrument of
    God as sAME..
    so on that note..
    here i go again..

    The meaning of
    Life is to find your
    Gift.. The purpose
    is to give it away..
    yeah.. how many
    times have
    i said that
    in so many million
    words.. hehe.. but
    this specific quote
    from Pablo Picasso
    as generated by Facebook
    Friend Sherri.. and further
    expression by me just
    to share and give..
    smiles..
    AND ancestrally speaking this is what
    REAL HUMAN BEINGS ALWAYS DID..
    before psycho leaning minds gained control
    with tools of weapons.. psycho leaning means
    folks without empathy for other folks feelings
    in restricting their will and bringing physical
    and emotional harm to them..
    in ways of repressing.. oppressing..
    and controlling human emotions and senses..
    through subjugation with illusory fears..
    common in religion and bigger culture
    still today sadly.. since the bigger freedoms..
    of the so-called primitive folks who are our forager ancestors
    for hundreds of thousands of years.. albeit without the teat
    of the comfort of instant gratification in culture today..
    instant gratification ain’t crap when one is
    constantly stressed as a slave to
    culture and or religion..
    THE God of Nature is the REAL DEAL..
    that provides us with our innate instincts
    and intuition to survive REAL IN BALANCE
    WITH ALL THAT IS AGAIN.. AKA GOD.. AS WELL..
    IN THIS LIVE WE LIVE NOW..smile emoticon.. and
    yes.. most people miss that too.. even if they never
    had it..
    here now..
    and that’s the saddest
    paRt of life of all to me..
    one who has never truly
    met the God of Nature
    face to face
    with the
    joy of just
    being here now..
    without the reliance
    of cultural tools of instant
    gratification to meet what
    naturally and innately
    makes human beings
    happy in ways
    of moving.. connecting
    and creating.. sharing
    ways of subsistence
    for survival
    and peace of
    mind and body
    balance with the
    GOD of all of
    Nature just
    now
    as Living NOW..:)

  8. Yes.. i’m going to dVerse
    for sure now..
    as i ain’t
    veering
    off the path of now..
    which simply means
    close all the other tabs
    on the big
    iMac now..
    and whatever i
    do.. do not look up
    in the right hand corner
    for all those notification
    thingies..
    as i continue
    on to poet land
    online.. so smiles..
    again like a guided
    missile
    of
    LOVE..:)

    *
    Ah.. the 50’s.. social.. roles clearly delineated..
    Jobs.. lifetime ones with unions and retirements
    can be found..
    golden handcuffs
    though then for folks
    who are different
    who truly wish
    to express themselves
    differentLY and be freer than
    most.. freedom wins over
    comfort..
    as that
    is God’s
    way.. ironically
    enough for folks
    who live under the
    guise
    of
    easy…
    the only real easy
    is when challenge
    becomes the
    norm as that
    is when humans
    grow the most
    and become
    all of what
    God’s gifts
    can be as
    HUMAN
    POTENTIAL
    and that is now
    God’s way of
    life challenge
    with no gives
    without work
    baby.. Work..
    IT B888H to
    survive..
    nah.. this is
    the world of
    Britney now..
    Leave it to Beaver
    fell asleep on the recliner..
    smiles.. challenging smiles..:)

    Sidenote: the nice thing
    about the folks with the
    asterisks who no longer
    feel my work is good
    enough for
    their websites..
    or appropriate
    enough to their
    personal beliefs
    or whatever is..
    the case now..
    when i only
    publish the comments
    here.. i don’t now have
    to worry about stepping
    on anyone’s toes.. hmm..
    perhaps i will try the asterisks
    on all poems one day to truly
    let all my creativity out free..
    but yes.. i do have friends
    who allow me to feel
    comfortable enough
    to do that
    already..
    but hey..
    that is what
    a friend is.. truly
    one who unconditionally
    tolerates and accepts
    different are the
    real friends of ALL
    and God’s best friends
    too.. as God don’t make
    any junk to be deleted
    or banned..
    smiles..
    and
    challenge UP!

    end side note..
    and back to
    work for
    play!..;)

    *
    Luke.. a truth giver.. and the new speaker in the coming
    Liturgical year of the official so-called official
    Catholic Church.. per these
    words of ultimate
    Truth and Light..
    Luke 17:21:
    “Neither will they say,
    ‘Look, here!’ or, ‘Look, there!’
    for behold, the Kingdom of God is within you.”

    Rarely does anyone ‘here’ this message
    and apply it to now.. seeking golden
    floors of palaces after death
    instead of finding
    heaven within
    always waiting
    theRe with
    hands of
    GOD
    for
    our hands
    to reach back now
    and hold now as living
    now.. Freest gift of life.. is
    up to us to find.. yes.. a challenge
    of the camel going through the needle
    of the eye of culture and modern religions
    but never the less available for all free creation..:)

    Another quick side note..
    yeah.. God is F in
    Brilliant for giving
    me these challenges
    online of these
    aSteRisk folks..
    no risk here..
    just the
    Free Love
    of God
    and challenge
    too.. smiles again..
    and end of side note..;)

    IF WE keep
    Freedom
    the win
    is easy peacey..
    terrorists lose..
    and Freedom wins..
    i ain’t scaRed.. i’m free.. sMILEs..
    F the terrorists.. i WiLL whip tHeir
    butts
    WitH
    sWORDs of FREE! iT ain’t free.. it’s
    work
    worth
    IT FREE now.. just now.. i Fly FReED..:)

    If We Lose Love..
    WEALLLose…

    Well.. for me at least..
    my savior comes
    as a yellow
    boy under a shed
    crying to a man
    who has lost
    all his heart..
    for a morsel
    of food from
    the wild..
    the cure..
    a morsel
    of heart
    for me.. smiles..:
    in cat paws of Love.. too..:)

    *
    Sights.. smells..
    tastes.. touch..
    hearing
    feeling
    all of what
    a presentless
    Christmas in
    the present of
    Love can bRing
    to the Christmas
    Grinch.. who has
    grown a heARt again..
    moving.. connecting.
    and creating..
    a true
    gift
    of Christmas
    any now that
    shares and gives
    for free without
    fear of non-reciprocation..:)

    Sidenote again.. now..
    code word for
    extra curricular
    poetic activity
    from me.. hehe..

    Number three..
    and another
    very inspiring
    AsterRisK
    of three so far
    as well.. smiles..

    So does anyone really give an
    F about poeTry on Facebook..
    sure.. it’s a much bigger world
    now than Lower Alabama
    and Milton..
    wInks..;)

    And hey.. theRe’s
    that bible thingy..
    that truly is just
    one big book of
    stream of consciousness
    Free Verse Poetry and
    Parable now therein..
    THAT can be Interpreted
    as many ways as there
    are stars in the skies..
    as books.. words..
    and even letters
    of PoeTry have
    Infinite meanings..
    with each set of
    human eYes..
    a unique
    view of a
    myriad
    Multi-Universe
    of human beings..
    i can’t help but to giggle
    when folks get on the radio
    and say THIS IS WHAT THE
    SO-CALLED ONLY BIBLE
    MEANS.. HEHE.. LIKE..
    WE CAN CHAIN GOD
    OR EVEN EACH OTHER
    AWAY FROM FREE.. SOME
    FOLKS WILL TAKE THAT
    LIKE RAPE OR
    PROSTITUTION
    OF OUR INNATE
    GIFT OF GOD OF
    FREEDOM.. BUT NAH..
    NOT FOR FOLKS LIKE
    ‘US’ WHO SEE GOD AS FREE..
    AND NEVER CHAINED BY
    ANY PSYCHOPATHIC leaning
    Tower of FREEDOM NOW HUMAN
    BEING WHO THINKS THEY CAN
    LIMIT GOD OR US IN ANYWAY
    IN A FREE COUNTRY WITH REAL LIVING NOW
    FREE FOLKS.. NO! THAT WILL JUST NOT WORK..
    VICTORY!
    LIKE THE WINGED
    GODDESS OF NIKE
    iS GOD’S TOYS
    ARE
    USiN FREE PLAY NOW!..;)

    Well.. first of all.. Glenn..
    faces mean everything
    to me.. yes.. words
    are great.. but
    faces are king
    and queen to me..
    and the worst thing
    about the poetry world
    to me.. is seeing avatars
    without ever the eyes of
    souls of faces that say it
    all to me.. and this is what
    family is really about.. a variety
    of faces that continue to change..
    where we come to understand..
    tolerate.. and appreciate
    the differences among
    each other and
    truly acceptance
    and unconditional
    Love becomes a reality..
    the Internet.. a cold place
    overall.. now..
    still.. where words
    replace faces.. where Love
    tries at times to come alive..
    and truly nice folks like Brian
    Miller go away as it hurts too
    much to stay..
    without faces.. as is the case
    where i lose effective use
    of hearing and sight
    and literally
    could not
    remember
    what the expression
    of anything on my face
    was.. happily amazed
    when my eyesight comes
    back.. without pain..
    that there was still
    a human living
    in all that
    text online..
    it is seriously
    an epidemic..
    a illness of heaRt..
    a wave.. a Tsunami
    of Zombie Apocalypse
    that is now upon the
    world.. and pArt of why i escape
    this place online.. at all costs..
    to get back in flesh and blood.. Dance..
    so thanks the most.. for the family
    picture.. those warm feelings of
    human so strong theRe
    and ha!.. this time
    i spot you immediately..
    unlike the Navy picture
    out of two.. and
    you look a little
    like Robert De
    Niro here..
    and that reminds
    me of his newest movie
    about old guys rule..
    when elders are no
    longer respected
    a social species
    of humans
    is
    doomed..
    for misery
    and suffering
    at least.. as
    clean up crews
    peel up the remains
    from Japanese Apartments..
    sure.. at what cost.. for
    electronic
    eyes of
    Robot
    Dogs..
    to replace
    children to
    respect the
    grand fathers
    and mothers of the future..
    as always.. nature rules are best
    and will balance it all out whatever
    the
    human
    cost of misery
    and suffering now..
    happily or sadly
    enough in balance now
    in dark and light of truer reality now..
    Bowling Alley life was the real life for me..
    almost two decades of working there..
    even if i never learned to Bowl.. the
    people then
    are the
    beauty
    of Nature
    for me Indoors
    in a cave of Love
    and faces that live Fresh and new
    always changing and bRinGinG
    emoTioNs to Life Living Love..
    and
    so much
    more.. dark
    and light as now..
    and that is what i miss
    perhaps the most..
    more than
    Bowling alone
    Bowling ALLONE..:)

    In the past.. i am often disappointed
    to find so many closed
    minds online..
    however science
    is a friend too..
    and after finding
    the genetic and environmental
    reasons why closed minded
    leaning people are the
    way they are
    with or without
    explanation from
    them.. i learn now to
    understand.. and accept
    what makes my skin
    crawl.. as
    limited minds..
    knowing and
    feeling that
    open minds make
    their skin crawl
    too.. smiles..
    accept what
    we can..
    and change what
    we can.. and don’t
    expect to change
    what cannot
    be changed..
    but when it changes..
    be thrilLed.. why not..
    a nice way to live
    free and at peace of mind..
    and there is always an
    off button/moderation
    button for those who
    can only
    see
    so far..
    without discomfort
    and sometimes yes..
    GREAT DISCOMFORT..
    it all balances out in the
    now as there must
    be order
    and freedom to make
    a world of humans now
    in numbers we have
    continue to make it..
    at all.. on or offline
    in the
    REALEST WORLD
    NOW.. smiles again..:)

    Ah.. veering off the dVerse path..
    as #breaksaregood ..
    and here’s some
    inspiration from
    real life flesh
    and blood
    dance
    partner
    one of three
    of Charlie’s
    Angels from
    Old Seville
    Quarter.. Maggie..
    from Facebook pages..
    in her continuing now
    promotion of
    a no pants
    campaign..
    that i totally
    and most assuredly
    agree with in furry
    leg way.. wInks again.. so here it goes all in naked leg way..

    Amen.. i literally have not worn long pants.. in over two years..
    even in 18 degree weather.. but of course it helps never
    to get cold too.. smiles.. furry legs help too.. it’s
    like a free pair of pants always..wink emoticon..;)

    Oh yes.. almost forget.. being retired helps..
    #nooneownsme ..wink emoticon..;)

    And my words continue here..
    in saying now.. that
    God sends us in to
    this world Naked
    and takes us now
    back in less now
    than that in dust
    as star dust we
    are once again..
    the cycle of
    dust of us
    goes on..
    so anything
    other than our flesh
    and blood is icing on the
    cake already gifted by God..
    and anyone who thinks there is
    anything better than skin in reflecting
    the God of all that is.. IS TRULY MISSING
    A MAJOR PORTION OF THE KINGDOM OF GOD WITHIN..
    YEAH.. THAT HEAVEN THINGY NOW.. oh my God
    girls with Long dresses in
    Christian Schools.. YES..
    WE IN THE KNOW AND FEELING
    we KNOW where AND WHAT
    they end
    up getting
    into college..
    don’t we.. yes
    being repressed
    like that in ways
    of covering up skin
    from the God of all..
    and they are the ones
    who most often get pregnant..
    ..anecdotal note here only..;)
    first before marriage now without
    birth control too.. it’s just now
    swept under the carpet where they
    are either forced to get an abortion
    by their so-called holy rolling parents
    or get married real quick to someone
    they can’t even stand
    who has nice
    jeans
    and a rear
    that works..
    sad but true
    it is human nature..
    to withhold the goodies
    is to take the passion
    higher out of control
    for someone who ain’t
    seen God’s gifts
    before..
    and truly
    Naturists who
    wear no clothes
    at all.. including
    our first closest
    kissing cousins
    the Bonobos are
    the most loving
    and accepting
    creatures of
    all as hey..
    when we get
    down to
    the skin
    and bones
    and all stuff
    between.. when we find
    out we are God’s children
    same as all the other
    naked animals
    in the
    REAL KINGDOM
    OF GOD NOW..
    AND OH MY GOD..
    UNTIL YOU’VE DANCED
    NAKED WITH GOD iN
    NATURE YOU
    AIN’T.. no.. AIN’T
    EVEN LIVED YET.. now..
    THERE IS NO DEVIL
    IN GOD’S GIFT
    AS HUMAN
    BUT THOSE
    WHO SEE EVIL
    IN GOD’S
    KINGDOM
    OF HEAVEN..
    AND THAT MY FRIENDS
    IS THE TRUE ANTI-CHRIST
    THAT LIVES AMONG US..
    THOSE WHO SEE
    GOD.. THE GOD
    OF ALL
    AS EVIL..
    IF WE COME THAT
    WAY WE GO THAT WAY
    FREE.. IF WE DON’T
    WE SUFFER THE
    PAIN.. MISERY
    SUFFERING..
    AND CONSEQUENCES
    OF TAKING ACTIONS
    AGAINST THE GOD
    OF NATURE AND BALANCE..
    AND THERE IS NOTHING
    MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN
    A NAKED HUMAN
    BODY in the sun
    NOW THAT KEEPS
    ITSELF HEALTHY
    AS A TRUE TEMPLE
    OF GOD SET
    FREE AS
    NATURE
    WILL BE IF
    WE LIVE HER..
    THE REAL GOD OF NATURE
    THAT TRULY HAS NO
    NAME
    BUT FREE..
    SO SURE.. MY NAME
    IS NOT COMPLETE
    AS FRED
    IT IS TRULY LIGHT
    FREED.. SO SMILES
    AGAIN.. NAKED ONES..
    WHETHER YA WANNA JOIN
    ME AND GOD AS TOTALLY
    FREE OR NOT..
    GOD ALLOWS
    PEOPLE TO
    GO TO THEIR
    OWN HELL OF
    WILL IN CHOOSING
    JUST NOW.. AS THEY
    LIKE OR DO NOT LIKE IT.. FREE
    IN HEAVEN
    OR HELL..
    just NOW..
    I FOR ONE
    CHOOSE FREE
    AND NAKED HEAVEN..
    SO WINKS AGAIN.. WITH
    EYES OF GOD ALL NAKED
    AND
    i
    am
    FREE..
    WITH ZERO
    SECRETS TO HIDE
    FROM GOD OR ANY OF
    GOD’S CREATION SET FREE
    there is NOTHING UNDER
    COVER i
    ABOUT ME
    now EXCEPT
    FOR GOD
    AS FREE
    AND ME..:)

    And that’s the short
    tree version of allthatisnow..;)

    All this is making me very hungry.. time for Lunchbreakfree..;)

    Yes.. this is how it works for truly Open-minded folks..
    they are secure in themselves and need not
    judge anyone else personally
    for acting or thinking
    differently
    even if it is
    very closed-minded..
    we do come in peace
    when allowed
    that way..:)

    And back to dVerse
    where i’ve only arrived
    at number 8 now of 24..
    this now can likely
    be a long worded
    afternoon..
    but hey.. it’s
    storming outside
    so i’ll continue
    on.. in wordy witty
    and sometimes beautiful ways
    if course all free and open NOW..;)

    Hi.. Victoria.. first of all
    and yes.. last of fall..
    your mother’s face
    speaks one now of
    beauty as Love
    regardless of
    standard
    IQ ways
    or numerical
    ways of age..
    left
    in the
    dementia of old
    age that often comes
    back like a child before
    words to us.. and it still
    brings me back to the
    fact when i lost all
    my emotions
    including
    the
    memory of a smile..
    that my friends with IQ’s
    of 70 and below..
    and my friends
    i meet in a
    Nursing Home
    who have so much
    more than me with
    a smile as the bottom
    line then is they
    wanna live
    as they
    can at
    least feel
    it and there
    is zero life for
    me then.. so yeah..
    blessings.. gifts.. and
    perspectives in life.. of
    which there is no
    greater
    than
    feeling Love..
    no matter all the
    other costs of crosses
    in Life
    when Love is
    here Life
    is real..
    and if your mom
    feels.. she has everything
    i didn’t have then… and until
    one loses that.. i don’t think they
    can truly say
    they’ve
    been
    to hell..
    yet.. as hell
    is a place where
    pain is a gift of heaven..
    in retrospect of course then..
    and i swear with all the Angels
    and tears of God.. the look now
    then in the photo on your mother’s
    face is worth all the poeTry
    that has ever been
    written in the
    word and
    trust me
    the devil
    can tale
    that for sure..
    as i am him before
    in metaphor and literhell…
    with zero point smiles there….

    Side note:

    And yes.. it is human online connections
    like this that make every single one of
    11 million words in five years
    all worth it to me..
    there is no price
    or cost of Love
    that is too low
    or high to share..
    and the little inconveniences
    of ridicule for having a heart..
    or a passion to Love..
    ranging from that
    to deleting to
    banning ain’t
    nothing compared
    to zero point of
    Love and
    smiles where
    there is zero
    left in life to
    live for except for
    a reptilian brain
    that wills to
    breathe..
    and refuses
    to go until
    heart life brings
    us now home again..
    resurrected again..
    like a phoenix who
    breathes the oxygen..
    of Love as well a flAMe
    of eternity now of human bliss..:)

    Side note lives for now..
    Home Again…

    For every devil
    there are angels
    in groups
    just waiting
    for hell.. sometimes
    it’s hard to tale who
    the real angel
    and devil is.. or was..
    or can we tell for sure
    at all.. no different really
    than true saviors
    as well.. we are all
    in this game together
    and until we play
    together
    some of us
    will
    lose or
    gain
    to devils
    or angels.. both..
    a complicated
    issue that
    takes many
    shoes to more fully
    understand for these
    tragedies
    of the
    human
    heart in action..
    and terrorists
    of most DEMONiNations
    are common in the loss
    of human heart.. if not
    by nature
    by nuture
    in the cruelest
    of Angel hearts too..
    ‘see that thin boy over there
    with the weird shifting eyes
    that used to smile..’
    ‘we should kill
    him first
    before
    he kills
    anyone else..’
    by telling him
    he does not deserve
    to exist.. the greaTEST
    CURE to pain and suffering
    can be
    Love given
    or taken
    for free
    or granted in hell or heaven now..
    i suppose it can be a choice or not..
    For me at least.. i will use relative free will
    and make
    at least
    a butterfly
    of difference in a
    snowflake of hope..:)

    Smiles.. it is obvious
    that he still
    leaps
    for joy
    in your heart..
    and i can see him
    there as joy
    in the
    heArt of you..
    what a gift.. Love..
    it never need end..
    as long as Love Loves..:)

    Smiles.. i never
    think about the keys..
    they sing without that..
    and if they sing
    out of
    tune
    so let it
    be this too..:)

    i
    for
    one.. am
    born in paradise..
    there is no dollar
    amount now
    that now will
    take me away
    from here.. in
    fact.. there is no
    dollar amount
    at all in life for me..
    True beauty of Natural
    Resources is they are
    enough and often
    more than
    deserTed
    dreams
    alone..
    Nature
    borns
    us as
    Nature
    dreams
    us we are
    as is for now..
    a smile remains
    a beach… for me as free..:)

    Well.. for me at least..
    my savior comes
    as a yellow
    boy under a shed
    crying to a man
    who has lost
    all his heart..
    for a morsel
    of food from
    the wild..
    the cure..
    a morsel
    of heart
    for me.. smiles..:
    in cat paws of Love.. too..:)

    *
    Smiles.. for we are spoiled..
    as crusades come
    in years
    before..
    with burning
    bodies on stakes
    of differences..
    oh human..
    can’t you
    Love again..
    just do it..
    i do it..
    is what i do..:)

    Best friends.. lovers..
    mothers.. fathers..
    and nature
    are simply
    us in
    Love
    as us..
    highest power
    within.. outside..
    above.. so
    below..
    all around
    LOVENOWUS..
    Sad.. so many folks
    run from emotTioNs..
    some never realiZinG
    HeARt Runs US..
    so simple
    yet so
    complicated
    to lose this Truth in Life..
    The REAL LIGHT OF LIFE
    FEELINGS JUST FEELINGS..:)

    Side note.. yes.. i am
    sharing this on Facebook
    too.. reference words
    here.. and dance
    steps too..

    Okay.. this is number 13
    and just for the sake
    of a Baker’s dozen..
    starting with this
    one.. i’m gonna
    go two by two..
    and see how
    they fit together..
    just for fun.. no
    one will say that’s
    against the rules..
    as i make the words
    and rules up as i step
    the dance of life.. it comes
    it goes.. and i for one.. stay now!..
    but most of all i just shake it loose..
    or as they say.. shake it off.. as it were now too..;)

    Side note ends again..;)

    Smile of Love..
    Universal message
    of force across
    the ages..
    the light
    of eyes
    that shine
    through her
    never ages
    a 100 years..
    Love Lives on
    and on in i’s
    EyEs of Love..:)

    i suppose the happiest poetry
    is likely described in the
    most beautiful
    gardens in
    the world..
    and the most
    violent negative
    and aggressive
    poetry is described
    in the most desolate
    of all places.. environment..
    no separation.. except for
    Love than grows
    a garden
    in us..
    always
    hope where
    there is Love
    A Garden grows
    real in eYes of HeARt..:)

    And the greatest
    Love is the
    Love that
    still exists
    here.. sad
    that some of that
    has changed.. as school
    becomes data more
    than
    heArt..
    in young
    and old
    in school..
    work.. and
    home now..
    more sadly
    old and young..:)

    A Nurture of
    Love.. a giving
    one.. a Love
    that need
    not never
    end.. as long
    as there is now
    need for Love..:)

    For me at least.. life
    has come and gone
    so many nows
    in my life..
    i’m just
    happy to
    have it at
    all.. perspective
    i guess.. my anchor
    is love in me now..
    and there’s no way
    to throw it over
    board TG..
    at lasts
    finAlly
    now
    but yes..
    i’ve
    been here too..
    where the emptiness
    cannot be filled by
    loss of
    another too..:)

    *
    Smiles.. story taling
    in all the forms
    that come
    now.. and new
    ones two and
    more in blog
    forming
    ways..
    many opportunities
    now live again to
    relive the stories
    of past
    futures
    now..
    Truly a record
    that never ends
    Love goes
    on as long
    as servers
    Live..
    souls
    uploaded
    to live again..:)

    Smiles.. when the heart stays or comes
    again.. there is a core
    of spirit
    that never
    grows old..
    as i am
    16 again
    at 55..
    and literally
    stronger in physical
    way than then too.. but
    that does not come until
    heArt in balance
    comes again
    as me now..
    Humans
    amazing
    potentials..
    rarely tapped..
    it is the Jack
    LaLannes of
    life who truly
    tale us who
    we can be
    if
    we try..
    oh yeah..
    and there’s
    Bruce Lee too..
    both on the similar
    level of Jesus to me as they
    actually have the opportunity
    to show us how to do more
    now..
    in more
    than words..
    as the flesh
    hits the roads
    of life
    in the
    real heaven
    of now.. my friend..
    and if Jesus lives
    now.. i’m
    sure Jack
    LaLanne
    and Bruce
    Lee will
    be two
    of his
    favorite
    heroes too..
    just a spark
    of intuition
    as kindred
    soul of old
    i suppose
    heart and
    spirit of soul me..:)

    Smiles.. i guess
    the greaTest
    gift of all
    to parents
    is children
    who survive..
    the hope
    of
    the ages..
    dead or alive
    in EyEs of parents..:)

    Grief
    the price
    of Love..
    and well
    worth it..
    in my
    eYes of sure..:)

    A Parent who
    lives in children’s
    eyes never fully
    dies in
    Love
    here now..:)

    Sadly.. nothing
    will ever replace
    love.. either
    given or taken..
    but nothing
    can take
    Love away
    when
    lived as is
    as LOVE as now..
    no other answers
    i know of truly
    but
    Love as is NOW..:)

    Relationship of
    pain and emotions
    are strange bedfellows
    for sure.. but i do
    know that if
    we can
    bring that
    Love as us..
    all the pain..
    both emotional
    and physical
    can go away..
    and personally
    that’s the miracle
    i both know and
    feel works
    for me..
    like
    Magic Love.. now..
    and stays as well..
    as sure.. i’ve been
    to this place too..
    where i scream
    at the ceiling for
    any feeling
    at all..
    more horrifying
    than the scariest
    movie of all
    as real..
    in
    now…
    and i hope
    for this place
    for you as well..
    as force of Now Love REAL..:)

    And that’s all for now..
    at 6:30 pm..
    time for working
    out and around
    8 hours of nows
    for poeTry
    on this
    Stormy
    FLorida
    Panhandle
    day..
    minus
    a lunch
    break..hehe..:)

  9. Glenn Buttkus says:

    10,000 words, a dozen videos, & over a 100 of your photos later, I’m trying to catch my breath, Fred. Thanks for the nice comment on my site.Yes, real faces are the key for humanity, communication, & spirituality; one reason I dig all you cock-eyed askance selfies. My favorite image of yours today is the sandy beach imprinted with a 1000 sea gull prints. People have called me a look-alike for DeNiro, Pacino, even Dustin Hoffman. FB contends I look like Bradley Cooper; go figure; cuz I just look like me, cept for my Shakespearian beard growing for my play, THE FANTASTICKS in February. Somehow I feel sad that you have been bared from dVerse. Maybe it just takes too much energy & time to dig your dervish-inspired rants, poetics, & spiritual dialogues. Attention spans are like mosquito dicks, way too short. You brave & brazen reveals of autism & undefined bi-polar issues illustrate the depth of your honesty; willing to dance naked or strip away all pretense or bull shit. No images of Katrina this time? Odd, that.

    • Smiles Glenn.. thanks so much for stopping by..
      i’m in it for the live.. so what comes will
      come.. i will tolerate and accept
      all of it..
      as i’ve already
      been to hell and
      there is no way but up
      at the bottom of that
      real pit of life.. my friend..
      and Katrina is actually
      in 5 of the grand total
      of 136 photos..
      with only
      two face
      shots..
      but the reason
      she is absent at the
      beach is she elected to
      stay in the car.. to
      my chagrin.. yes..
      but yah.. she
      is shy
      and i am
      bold.. and
      opposites
      attract and
      we make it
      work.. as hey
      never a boring moment
      anymore for most folks
      now.. sitting still with a
      smart phone or dancing
      with gulf sunset beach
      breeze deep in sand with
      allthaTis yes.. in eternal bliss..
      for now.. i can’t show that
      to her.. i wish she could
      feel it.. by hey.. it took
      me 53 years to get
      theRe so
      i understand..
      and yes.. there is
      no dam way i could
      of done or read a
      tenth of this
      if i am
      still living
      in the so-called
      real world in slavery
      of cultural sanctioned
      work.. all i do is just
      a reflection
      of how
      free i
      truly am..
      and it’s all good dark and light..
      my friend.. in balance.. as is now..:)

  10. kaykuala h says:

    Exhaustively amusing. Great pics!

    Hank

  11. ^^^

    What a refreshing workout after writing all day long.. 
    But just a break.. as readying the next Blog post..
    titled.. “Dark and Light Circles of Life”.. with
    more fun dance photos to be added to
    that some time in the wee hours
    of Friday Morning.. after
    celebrating my 85th
    week of Rave
    Dancing
    with all the
    Cool College Age
    Folks on Thursday Night..
    RE-CREATION.. it’s what
    keeps the human from
    burning.. out.. now the
    lesson of Liberty..
    Life Is Better
    Everywhere
    RE-CREATION
    Takes Yah now..
    Yes.. LIBERTY
    DANCING COMING
    FOR ME SOON AGAIN!..;)

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