Dark and Light Circles of Life

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From
Friend
Himalli’s
Facebook Page..

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

16

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

Hi.. friend Soheir..
a basket of color
in floWeRinG
way is
a sure way
to bring liGht
filLinG emoTioNs
to those expresSing
SpiRit of sAme.. thanks
so much for LiGhteNinG
up my day
and May
floWers
of liGht
continue to
come yoUr way too..:)

61

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
than 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..:)

1021

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..:)

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..:)

1788

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..;)

2920

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..:)

3320

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 that 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..:)

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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.. but hey.. it takes
me 53 years to get
theRe so
i understand..
and yes.. there is
no dam way i could
have 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..:)

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Smiles Hank and thanks
so much for
scrolling
by..
Hehe..;)

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What a refreshing workout after writing all day long..
But just a break.. as readying this next Blog post..
titled.. “Dark and Light Circles of Life”.. with
more fun dance photos to be added to
this 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 Ya now..
Yes.. LIBERTY
DANCING COMING
FOR ME SOON AGAIN!..;)

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10 Responses to Dark and Light Circles of Life

  1. One more
    from dVerse
    to add now
    to this post..:)

    The elders
    we want
    will be
    the elders
    we are
    if we do
    remember.

  2. https://theordinarilyordinary.wordpress.com/2015/11/10/parades-end/comment-page-1/#comment-669

    ^^^

    Well.. my goodness.. i’m 9 days
    late to address Guilty
    Pleasures..
    but i will do
    my best..
    guilty pleasures
    as Wiki says.. enjoying
    something that is not
    held in high
    regard..
    and of course
    regard is in reference
    to the social standards
    that folks make up
    in culture and or
    religion
    as nows
    go by..
    and of course
    this changes too as rules
    relax and what used to be
    guilty pleasures becomes okay
    pleasures once again.. anyway..
    guilty pleasures are subjective
    at best.. when other folks
    decide what
    the social
    norms should be
    and yes the fact that
    you listen to a wide range
    of music and theater from
    other cultures not held
    in high regard in
    your culture
    can spell
    what ‘they’ call
    cognitive dissonance..
    in other words your heart
    tales you to do one thing
    and someone else
    says nah..
    that’s
    not what you are
    supposed to do.. ugh..
    this is an element of much
    human suffering and misery
    as psychological pain associated
    with guilt can hurt as much as a kick
    in the stomach too.. literally of course..
    but yeah.. it depends on who is doing
    the kicking.. if i was kicking someone
    they probably wouldn’t live..
    so i never kick anyone..
    and of course if i
    ever did..
    let’s say..
    for defense of my life..
    and i killed ’em dead..
    like they flew across
    the room
    and hit their
    head on the
    brick wall or what
    not even.. if it was all legal
    and considered standing my
    ground.. let’s say they hand a gun
    on me and it was a very serious threat
    to my life.. regardless if it was legal
    or not to defend my life.. i would
    feel very guilty that i
    brought the
    end to someone
    else’s life.. so
    therefore..
    i don’t hang
    around crime ridden
    areas.. as we have a choice
    in life where we go.. most of
    the time.. in our leisures ways..
    of doing stuff..
    but anyway..
    i have no owners from culture
    or even work anymore since i am
    retired.. so i follow all the local
    state.. and federal laws..
    but i pay absolutely
    zero attention
    to the lies
    of culture
    and or religion
    that would attempt to make
    me feel bad for.. let’s say spending
    so much time creating.. but not earning
    any money.. from around 60 to 80
    hours a week.. of doing it just
    for fun..
    you see.. God is
    real.. but all of culture
    is made up
    by humans..
    i follow God
    and have
    ZERO GUILT..
    AND DO WHATEVER IT IS
    GOD GUIDES ME TO DO.
    NO MATTER WHAT
    ANYONE ELSE
    THINKS OR FEELS
    ABOUT IT AS I HURT
    NO ONE BY WHAT
    I DO.. HAVE ZERO
    SECRETS..
    AND STAND
    TOTALLY
    NAKED AND
    FREE IN FRONT OF GOD..
    it’s a good place to be..
    and sadly
    very few
    people
    in this
    world make
    it through
    that
    eye of
    a needle
    to escape
    all the lies
    of human beings that are
    simply made up by psychopathic leaning
    folks to control other folks.. through illusory
    fears for their gains.. and not the individual
    who is
    a free
    child of GOD
    already gifted by
    God in ways of sharing
    helping.. and living with
    others without harming them..
    it is culture and or religion
    that causes most of
    the harm.. as history
    continues
    to show
    now..
    without a doubt..
    the examples would fill
    up an entire book of Wiki..
    smiles Rafiah.. and more than
    anything else i’m sad you feel pain
    over guilt.. but that to me is strictly
    between you and
    God to
    sort out..
    i can never
    personally judge
    you.. as none of
    us will ever fully
    walk in
    the other
    one’s shoes..
    life’s better without
    personal judgements
    or guilt my friend.. to keep
    it ALLOVe with God in Peace
    of mind and body balance.. that
    place that the real guy Jesus
    says is real.. now..
    and yes.. he is
    correct for those
    who arrive
    now..
    and just do it..
    in affect and effect
    of a continuous practice
    of total positive attitude toward
    the God of Nature as is now iN BALANCE..:)

  3. Well now readying myself..
    for something i never feel
    guilty about and that is
    the love of dance
    and sharing THAT
    with others
    and sure sometimes
    it can be a SENsual kinda
    thingy.. but hey.. God
    makes us like
    this.. and
    Love always
    takes the lead
    with me.. over
    any of that
    SENsual
    kinda stuff
    in other words..
    Love is THE Power
    of i.. for real force of all
    in
    BALANCE..
    but here’s a quick stop to dVerse
    to respond poetically to a form
    prompt.. that is almost
    like a math equation
    that i will forgo..
    as it is
    truly
    not something
    that will work
    with spontaneous
    stream of consciousness
    flow of writing that engages
    the Alpha to theta wave mind
    to better delve into the
    subconscious mind..
    a real way of human
    intelligence that
    standard IQ measures
    of Intelligence does not
    touch.. as even the tests
    themselves are designed
    wittingly or not.. to put a
    human being in the
    stress beta
    wave mind that
    takes a human both
    away from empathy
    and creativity
    of doing
    stuff new
    with imagination
    and moving artfully
    in life to make something
    new away from the guided
    path of past forms.. designed
    by someone else.. and sure often
    for materialistic gains as well..
    to create is bliss..
    to do what was done
    yesterday is not enough
    of a challenge to me..
    and when it comes
    to copying what
    someone else does..
    i’ll let ‘them’ do it the way they
    wanna do it.. but i for one.. am
    at the stage of my life.. per Maslow’s
    pyramid of lifelong human development
    named as self authentication.. which does
    mean creating rather than going stagnant with
    what is already here.. and yes.. very much associated
    with metaphors of awakening.. enlightening .. being born
    again.. Kundalini Rising and all of that.. and interestingly
    it often comes when a person reaches their 50’s or so…
    as that is when the children often move out..
    and the mind gradually moves back
    away from stress somewhat..
    to the potential of alpha
    to theta wave making
    imagination
    and creativity..
    a reality now..
    so here i go.. to dVerse..
    and i don’t think there will be
    too many links.. as Lord knows..
    if i was still working.. i sure wouldn’t
    think anymore than i have too.. when
    it comes to poetry.. it is a joy to do it for
    me when it is free.. but if it becomes
    a science project it is
    just repeating.. for me..
    the same dam thing
    over and over.
    and i’ve
    already been there
    and done that at work
    way too long to do it
    almost any at all now..
    the Golden Years.. yes..
    are here for me.. smiles..
    but no precious metals
    just
    creativity..:)

    Perhaps.. the most
    interesting Bard..
    the author of the
    Emerald Tablet..
    attributed to a mythical
    Thoth or Hermes.. thrice
    great.. but likely an
    Arabic poet..
    somewhere in
    the middle centuries
    of the CE.. common era..
    and then of course
    other poetic
    readings
    associated
    with the original
    myth of a 36K
    year old
    Atlantean version
    of 13 chapters
    with 2 supplemental
    ones.. but what i find
    most personally interesting
    is the advice to move in spiraling
    circular ways instead of angles
    to achieve oneness with the all..
    for me it is instinctual.. but
    always nice
    to find someone
    thinking as strange
    as i.. see what i just
    did.. hehe.. the bard
    thing.. housing esoteric
    knowledge.. in poetry..
    smiles..
    for centuries
    long.. ‘we’
    are just doing
    this for now..
    in other words..
    it’s going up for real..
    the irony is often.. delicious..;)

    http://www.sacred-texts.com/alc/emerald.htm

    http://www.bibliotecapleyades.net/thot/esp_thot_1.htm

    *
    So many sacrifices in
    a circle of life
    from fish tales
    to foragers
    death
    comes life..:)

    *
    Sure.. theRe are
    vampires in the world..
    folks who never
    suck
    the milk
    and honey
    of Love..:)

    At nows like this.. i’m
    always reminded
    of the old
    saying about
    changing what
    we can and accepting
    the rest.. if i am really
    afraid of dying.. the
    best thing to do
    would be to
    quit driving…
    free is
    never free..
    the cost is
    always moving..
    smiles.. in
    a travel
    of
    freedom..
    yeah.. give
    it to me.. or
    death.. i guess..
    and of course some
    cultures live with
    the reality of this
    stuff daily now..
    not just
    worry
    over a pin
    in haystack
    of a rural area..:)

    Truly.. Love is the answer
    to terrorism.. it might
    sound flowery to say
    that but it is a flower
    that blooms.. when
    provided from
    early
    childhood..
    particularly
    to the male
    of the species
    and sure we know
    how that works
    in patriarchal
    ways by
    history
    of our own country..
    Lessons of Love
    EARLY.. are
    prevention
    of
    terrorism
    later..
    at least
    in paRt of
    the art of life
    away from guns..
    fear and hate.. and
    repressing and oppressing
    the human heart.. spirit
    expresSing sAMe.. and
    a soUl that thrives
    when balanCinG
    in mind and
    body way
    just
    now..
    it’s harder to take it
    away than give it
    as even bonobos..
    our closest primate
    cousins live
    agression
    and violence free
    all innately.. instinctually
    and intuitively by the power
    of Love gifted by the God of
    Nature.. so who is the enemy..
    culture.. religion.. or God..
    the answer
    is simply
    all stuff
    human culture
    than can be
    all of the
    above.. if one
    cannot feel God
    within as well.. smiles..:)

    Ha! my friend.. theRe is no age
    i desire but now..
    and there is no
    way i’m even going
    back to last second
    as sure we can
    do that
    if we try
    hard enough
    in illusory memory..
    what task of success..
    staying here now.. my friend..:)

    WhEn LoVe bEcomes
    gAMe insTeAd
    oF ARt..
    SpORt
    rePlaces
    ArT
    iN hE
    Of HeaRt..:)

    Thanks goodness
    for mood changers
    both dArk and liGht..
    the spice of life..
    is in
    salt
    and pepper on
    sun and clouds..:)

    And.. this is what i love about
    Google.. i’m not a label
    person.. but yes..
    random thoughts
    are my thing..
    so put
    some words
    in about the song..
    and the algorithm
    always spells
    the label
    back..
    friends of
    YouTube and me..
    that algorithm is..:)

    i suppose.. if our
    ancestors come
    back now to view
    our modern ways..
    the most surprising
    part of us to them..
    will be we stand
    out from
    Nature.. Oh!
    so! different!
    than the home
    they know.. then..:)

    A soft bed..
    a warm shower..
    a car to go wherever
    we wanna go for miles
    and miles.. in comfort shoes..
    oh yes..
    and then
    there’s toilet
    paper.. just
    a hundred years old..
    central heat.. a respite
    from the rest.. sure
    heaven must
    have some
    risk.. so
    we will
    remember
    what hell even is..
    before.. heaven
    becomes hell..
    life is challenge..
    survival is the beginning
    and end game.. life
    ain’t for
    sissies..
    a lesson
    almost
    too late
    for
    me..
    but the cold hard truth
    if one lives long enough to find it
    and
    lose it.. and gain
    it back again..
    like Nike says..
    in Victory instead
    of vengeance way..
    endless
    possibilities..
    and i’ll add the
    Love in as always
    best
    measure in
    Force NOW of being human.. yes..
    we are the lucky ones.. perhaps..
    in the entire Universe..
    sTiLL..
    overandunderall..:)

    Well.. that’s 11.. and
    all dVerse has to offer
    now.. Seville Quarter
    waiting for Rave
    Dance from me..
    11 is that time
    and it’s almost
    time to travel..
    8:48 pm
    11192015..:)

    Back at 11:59 am
    11202015..
    and two more
    poems to
    respond to
    at dVerse..

    Numbers 12 and 13..

    Star our parents..
    Dust of Star
    our ingredients..
    Star are we..
    in essence we
    shine bright..
    smiling our way
    Paradise.. Now..:)

    Smiles.. the best way to worship
    Jesus is to worship the
    Christ within..
    and express it with
    the greatest light
    of lamp
    that lives
    as you..
    my friend..
    sadly.. some people
    wait for Christ when it is
    a Universal metaphor of
    the Spirit of the Universe of All
    and beyond.. AKA GOD that lives within..
    If Jesus knew today.. that people were
    worshipping his person rather than
    these Universal Teachings..
    quite frankly
    he will be disappointed
    that no one ever really
    hears and practices the
    words
    that are same
    as Luke 17:21..
    in essence in
    the Kingdom of
    God lives
    within
    my friend..
    inside.. outside
    above.. so below
    and all around.. AKA
    ALLTHATIS WHERE
    GOD’S NAME
    IS
    FREEDOM
    AS GOD IS FREE
    AND SO ARE WE
    WHO TRULY
    hear HERE now THE
    UNIVERSAL message..
    the same one taught
    by many throughout
    the ages.. from
    mythical Thoth..
    Krishna.. the
    real man Lao TZU..
    Buddha.. and yes..
    the original Yeshua
    still living in the
    text of Luke
    whomever scripted
    the words of Truth and
    Light of essence my friend..
    there is no separation and
    no limit to how many more teachers
    on other planets.. have related this
    same Truth and Light in essence
    as we are all
    one blanket
    of Love
    with GOD..
    the day that Yeshua’s
    message is lived more
    than he is worshipped as
    a human being.. will be
    when the world
    becomes one
    in Universal
    essence
    of Truth
    and Light..
    but hey.. we
    can do it now as
    heaven then in the Kingdom
    of God within us.. as Heaven
    now the real place Jesus is
    speaking
    of then..
    my friend
    with Love
    and doing our
    best in making
    Jesus our prophet
    in healing rather
    than just
    another
    Quarter
    back of a football team
    to be worshipped as a man
    or God
    separated from
    the rest of us..:)

    Smiles.. My friend..
    Revelation is a metaphor
    not to be taken literally..
    unless you will my friend..
    But all i ask of you really is..
    to never worship me if anyone
    mistakes i.. As I.

    Smiles..
    again.. My friend..
    I’ve studied revelation..
    The bible and all associated
    religious texts for five decades..
    But frankly zero of that was necessary..
    as the same God that lives within me and you
    is always worthy of worship.. It is when we
    worship the human ego in all forms of I now
    of separation from the Truth of Light of God
    that we become separated.. Truly the measure of
    God in most human beings is the flAMe in LiGht
    of eYes that is Universal for those who seek
    and see with eyes of God and truly that
    is not something that words alone
    are adequate to communicate.. now..
    but we try my friend with discernment
    as gift from.. God.. As well.. But anyway..

    From the New Testament
    as revised now from 40 years
    since the death of Jesus from oral tradition then..
    it is abundantly clear that he the man never now
    wanted to be the King of any human or worshipped..
    In fact it is reported that this humble man Jesus clearly
    states there will be others who do far greater things than he..
    And this my friend is the true test of all authentic prophets..
    Humility and Love.. Then Constantine.. The Emperor of Rome
    with the help of early Catholic Cohorts…
    In 325 AD.. at the Nicene
    Council..

    Made Jesus into a soldier Sun God in alignment with
    the Mithra religion of the regional area to expand the Roman Empire..
    Per the human tribal instinct.. And Constantine followed suit by
    constructing a monolithic statue of himself to join his
    promotion of Jesus to a Sun God to be worshipped.. then..

    All these people fail the test of true prophet.. My friend..
    Like the real Yeshua.. A self proclaimed humble teacher
    as healing prophet.. But you see this elevates Jesus
    even higher in achievement as human no greater or
    less than you my friend and i..

    And interestingly.. and true too..
    If not for Constantine.. the myths
    created then.. associated with Jesus..
    And His Catholic Cohorts.. then.. The Truth
    and Light that exists in the bible as is..
    Would likely never exist as is now.. So
    lesson here again.. Only for God’s eyes
    for judgement.. My friend..:)

    Four more poems to
    respond to.. back
    with dVerse at
    4:30 pm..
    11202015..:)

    A world of dark and
    light.. differences..
    and similarities..
    but a Universe of
    human mind is no less
    varied than the rest of
    all that is..
    a place that can be so different
    in light or dark.. that one will not be
    distinguishable to
    a person living
    in another
    dimension
    of dark or light
    senses and feelings..
    Depression.. a bedfellow
    of anhedonia.. for a full
    66 months for me.. eras
    of months and years
    in young adult
    life.. too..
    but what i do
    know more than
    anything now
    is that even with
    the worst pain known to
    mankind Type Two Trigeminal
    Neuralgia from wake to sleep
    accompanying that zero
    point of emotions
    as well.. REALIZE
    iS.. iT CAN GET BETTER..
    AND OMG I WISH I COULD
    HAVE FOUND ANYONE WITH
    Type Two Trigeminal Neuralgia
    in the entire world.. but there
    were none who experienced
    what i experienced then
    in finding anyone..
    and why i mention
    it so often
    in poetry..
    just in case
    there is someone
    out there in real
    literal human
    hell
    too..
    anything is possible
    with one simple
    word..
    survive.. as there
    is another now
    and potential
    of something
    anything
    different
    with the next now..
    and my recovery was and is
    both miraculous and sudden
    not from just that pain..
    but from 19 medical
    disorders and
    the dead
    heart too..
    with a real
    Phoenix human
    rising from the ashes..
    back on or about
    July 22nd 2013..
    in a miracle beyond my
    wildest dreams of human
    possibilities and potential.. but
    truly there are no limits or
    expectations
    with never
    giving
    up..:)

    It’s really simple.. my
    friend.. none of us are
    in a place of judgement
    to judge anyone else..
    in a personal way
    of eternal
    condemnation..
    as only God knows
    and fills our shoes.. and
    those shoes of
    destinies
    as well.. as
    they come
    and as they go..
    So be it as is
    with
    God’s hand of paiNt.. Now..
    the greaTest Lover of God
    will play the role of Devil
    if that is the test
    to submit to
    GOD..
    my friend..
    the lessons of
    the ages are beyond
    human comprehension
    as well.. so we are in no
    place to judge a ‘devil’ either..
    God’s rules always apply now
    as all
    that
    is..:)

    Smiles.. my friend.. whenever i hear
    someone say they wanna conquer
    Nature.. i see a Seagull
    shooting itself
    with a gun
    in a wing..
    and so
    go the guns
    of tools of culture..
    a bullet in the head
    of common sense my
    friend.. the same God Given
    innate.. instinctual.. and intuitive
    intelligence in us.. if we are allowed
    to learn the lessons.. without a spoon
    feeding of culture away from that highest
    of human intelligences that standard
    IQ measures of Intelligence barely
    touch in ways of close
    to a million years
    of human
    survival..
    smart is as smart does..
    and that has little to do
    with high IQ as measured today..
    the results are clear everywhere we
    look where school and work creates
    robotic zombies
    away from
    human
    being in moving..
    connecting and creating
    the voice of Nature
    sings
    within.. my friend..
    when we hold hands
    with GOD as Nature
    same as
    thIS real
    iNow..:)

    Forgiveness..
    reaching out hands
    and eYes.. staRting again..
    tRuly a lost
    art when
    text rules
    without human
    eyes and hands..
    and there are no eyes
    of souls to look at when
    it comes time to operate
    the delete
    button
    of human
    heArt.. what
    have we lost..
    everything..
    iN
    hAnds
    without
    heArt..
    digital spears with little to no soul..
    fingers who erase human beings..:)

    Well.. that’s all for now..
    before this gets too..
    long i’ll check
    again..
    and post
    “Alien of
    Creativity”
    when i get back
    from the flesh and blood
    much fuller activity
    of working it
    all out
    and shaKinG
    stuff off..
    baggage accumulates
    while sitting still
    in many more
    ways
    than one..:)

    Number 18..
    at 11:01 pm..
    if more come
    i will
    add them
    to the next
    blog post
    comments section..:)

    Smiles.. for me at least
    i see the depressions of the
    past as a sign of disharmony in
    my life.. and for me.. as a very
    analytical person.. who
    easily could swim
    in an ocean
    of solving problem..
    what i did not understand
    then.. is.. that human feelings
    also known as emotions
    including emotional
    contagion of
    affective empathy
    are a type of intelligence
    no different than standard
    measuring intelligence that
    must be exercised too..
    as use it or lose it
    applies to
    all stuff human being..
    human emotions are what
    moves us.. and to either
    avoid them or carelessly
    neglect them.. is surely
    one path toward depression
    as well as anxiety in illusory
    fears of course.. as we are only
    born with two innate fears.. falling
    and loud noises.. the rest generated
    by culture and experience.. the greaTEST
    thing of all though.. is.. how malleable
    we truly are.. sharing most all
    the same DNA.. with
    epigenetic potential
    just waiting to break
    through and light us up..
    with just the correct challenge
    and adaptation to set us free
    in continuous peace of mind
    in body balance.. but additionally
    emotions flow through the body..
    beginning at brain flowing through
    vagal nerve and all around the body..
    the real Kundalini Serpent.. the vagal
    nerve.. that brings us most all our feelings
    of happiness.. my friend.. so the art of
    movement in freeing the tension in our
    bodies.. is a way to reduce tension
    and stress.. and to free our
    emotions of happiness..
    again in mind and body
    balance..
    anyway..
    i find a science
    of happiness.. practice
    it without stress and my
    answer after severe bouts
    of depression of the anhedonic
    severity and anxiety of the
    severe kind up to panic
    attacks is zero
    stress now
    and bliss
    all now..
    but sure
    being retired
    and financially independent
    is a plus for free me up to
    practice the science and art
    of happiness and fearlessness
    my friend.. no recovery predicted
    for me even by doctors at one
    point in time.. and perhaps
    considered too happy
    now.. but the bottom
    line is
    bliss for now..
    and the best thing is..
    i can’t see why anyone
    else cannot achieve it too..
    if a doctor’s hopeless case
    could cure himself.. of pain..
    misery.. suffering.. and zero heart..
    spirit.. and soul.. my friend..
    so happy
    days to
    you soon
    if this poetry
    has anything to do about
    you.. and whomever else..
    happy to them
    as well..
    for now my friend..:)

  4. Back here first.. this morning after a long night of dance.. before i move on to responding in poetic expression to the additional poems on dVerse Poet’s Pub online.. and wow.. i’ve really written a whole lot of stuff in the last 5 years.. more than i can ever possibly speak from memory now.. so Facebook memories from a year before.. are an excellent automatic reminder to me of what i write a year ago.. that bring new insights to me today as well..

    So i will make a point of linking them here with thoughts about that as well.. as hey.. i’m in this thingie to share insights not to make money.. and sure i use common marketing techniques as if i were making money.. to enhance the potential audience from day one.. so sure when i started doing underwear photos.. everyone likes dirty laundry huh.. and while sure that ain’t so-called socially acceptable.. it’s an attention drawer(s).. let’s face it.. no less than dancing everywhere i go in public.. a martial arts and ballet dance now for close to 4400 miles.. to show folks how great it feels to do that.. and perhaps at least let the children know.. that hey.. you can still play at age 55 and have more fun that you even did when you are 5.. smiles..

    And oh my God.. talking about dirty laundry
    to get attention.. there’s nothing like sticking
    your little finger up in your underwear photos..
    as hey.. only real men can wear pink.. huh..;)

    But seriously.. that and my current nude art.. is sure.. in some circles dirty laundry.. but it is also a way to gain freedom in fearlessness.. as no one has to imagine me in my underwear or less to make fun of me.. in real life.. when i’m speaking.. or online.. as they can see it with a link if they care too.. hehe.. and speaking of that.. seriously.. from an Art perspective after doing nude art now for almost two years.. my wife tells me one of my photos.. from yesterday.. where i am curving around my words of philosophy on the right hand side of that restricted blog is the best sensual art i do yet.. yeah.. dance changes a body..

    So at age 55.. it goes to show.. that at least some of us can keep growing in improvement as well down to the flesh and blood of aesthetic beauty.. even for a male.. which i venture to guess.. i am likely the only male at this age anywhere doing this as a regular weekly art.. and sharing it with the world by restricted link.. as that takes a great deal of effort.. seriously.. overall.. like training for an Olympic event.. including all the work-outs and dance i do.. as i am from birth a fragile looking child.. and i really tapped into some human potential to move that fragile looking young man.. into a 230 LB specimen who now leg presses almost half a ton around 25 times..

    And the fact that i can dance at all.. is almost a miracle.. as i had to watch my wife walk to be comfortable walking in Super-Walmart at age 47 before i made my current ‘adjustment’.. and now i dance solo in front of a crowd of folks at a very crowded dance hall.. totally sober.. while other young folks who are college age.. drink enough to get the courage to get out there.. like i do too.. when i am their age.. hehe.. in a stiff and robotic way then.. with never any hands in the air.. and oh my God.. i’m not even capable of doing a ballet-like turn then.. at all.. and just let it all go and flow in the art of dance.. like i do in bliss for now..:)

    So anyway.. after all this..
    here is the comment from Facebook
    as inspired by my annual memory of writing..
    that i will also link here.. as also generated by
    Facebook.. automatically.. for my daily purview now..

    Let’s just say it is more than what i ate a year ago.. smiles..
    and Food Art and counting our blessings with a visual
    prayer is A-OK.. AS THE MORE MEANING AND
    PURPOSE WE FIND IN LIFE.. THE HAPPIER
    WE ARE.. SO F THE HATERS..
    THE SNOBBY ONES..
    YEAH.. FUN THE
    SNOBBY
    ONE’S
    WITH
    BEAUTIFUL
    FOOD AS WELL..:)

    And i just go All Natural as well..
    as the spice of life
    too.. not
    enough people
    truly take care
    of and appreciate
    their temple of GOD..
    i am one exception
    of that sad rule
    of a nation
    gone
    sedentary..
    rarely escaping
    the sitting life of still..
    to write is beautiful.. to dance is..

    Divine..:)

    Yeah.. A word diet at 160 words.. A year ago..
    And interestingly.. A very sweet young girl I
    danced with last night I didn’t remember
    before appears to be in last year’s dance
    photos with her twin sister.. I’m guessing..
    Yeah synchronicity.. As usual it seems..
    With what ‘they’ name a God wink too..
    With the Internet just another avenue
    for that in the interdependent relationship
    of allthatis AKA God and Synchronicity ONE..
    Yeah.. A rather weak example as some examples
    are literally real all natural miracles of God as ALLTHATIS..:)!

    And finally.. here’s the link..:)

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/11/20/uni-versal-soul-of-creativity/

  5. Well.. oops.. i just
    do it again.. as my
    friends Britney
    and Nike
    sing together now..
    i now gain Norm
    status once again..
    i have it at the Military
    Bowling Center where i worked
    for almost two decades as everyone
    knows my name Fred.. and now i am
    the dancing guy.. and last night at
    Old Seville Quarter.. the
    doorman says there
    is no need to
    stamp your
    hand as
    everyone
    knows who
    you are by
    face.. and name..
    yeah.. the dancing guy
    is Fred.. but hey.. i like
    the name of the
    dancing guy
    even better
    than Frederick..
    the hame that means
    in the dictionary of
    names..
    peaceful ruler..
    but no.. i don’t
    have 12 inches
    of that.. i only
    wear
    size
    11 shoes..
    but at least
    i’m peaceful enough..
    to not get in any REAL TROUBLE..;)

    And my middle name..
    Arthur that means
    strong.. by the way..
    will be enough
    for prolific
    author
    for
    now..
    in all free lance
    bard way.. hear..;)

    But’s what’s also kinda
    cool about it.. is it comes
    from my Rainsford
    ancestors in Ireland
    who named my
    later ancestors
    with
    this name as
    they once held
    the property for
    the Arthur Guinness
    Beer Operation and
    sold it to Arthur
    so that is
    part of
    my name
    in fame to Cheers.. too..
    in a really round about way..
    and yeah.. my Grandfather
    the Catholic X-Priest
    working at the
    Vatican..
    a native
    of Ireland
    of Catholic
    Lore as well..
    yeah..and friends
    with Einstein in
    social networks
    of the socialist
    political party
    in New York.. New
    York.. in the
    middle of last
    century too.. i guess
    yes.. that is where the
    red hairs in my mustache
    come from.. and that
    really blonde hair
    in childhood too..
    including the
    Black Forest
    of Germany..
    where my Grandfather’s
    father made watches
    in the original surname..
    last name.. there as
    well.. and some
    diamonds
    too..
    none for
    me though..
    i’m all about the living
    now in flesh and blood..
    but i have to have a
    watch to measure
    the miles and
    miles of
    dance
    in Nike..
    GPS way..

    And yes.. the last name
    that i do not usually promote
    online.. is a
    form of the
    original
    ancient name
    of the first historically
    named God named
    water and earth
    Lahmu and Lahamn
    for silt
    as same..
    in original
    form then..
    yes.. i have a
    really cool birth
    name.. huh. too..;)

    ..reference the book..
    A History of God.. pg. 8..
    by Karen Armstrong..
    and family history
    from Ireland..
    a place
    i’d love
    to visit so much..
    if nows permit..
    family Reunion
    coming on Easter
    in Ireland.. but
    too much
    other stuff
    going on
    here now..
    for that it appears..
    that way.. at least for now..:)

    PS.. aren’t those little white
    Nike shoes.. with the black
    soles.. and Nike
    socks cute
    on little
    Frederick..
    reference the video..
    smiles.. and wInks..
    and yes.. i did
    learn
    to speak
    at the
    Bowling
    Center too..
    and no i did not
    put together words at
    all until age 4.. with
    much trouble in speaking
    after that.. i find
    meaning and
    purpose
    in everything.. i see
    and all that i do..
    you see.. that’s what
    makes me so so.. happy i see..
    do and feel..
    evidence
    of God
    EVERYWHERE
    AND i DO MEAN
    EVERYWHERE iN ALL THAT iS..
    how fortunate am i.. blessed.. for sure..
    with biggest grins from one end of
    Infinity to
    the continuing
    beginning and
    end of circles
    in a standing figure
    8..:)

  6. https://thefeatheredsleep.wordpress.com/2015/11/19/misfire/

    ^^^

    i read your last 4 poems.. including
    this one.. and they are both..
    very inspiring and
    so full of Truth
    and Light..
    theRe is nothing
    for me to add here.. but
    appreciation now hear..
    and truly that is unusual
    my friend.. thanks for all
    you do here.. it is a beautiful..
    free and open-minded place
    to visit.. the places i love most..
    as they grow the Truth and Light in me..
    Wisdom and Love.. my friend.. now..
    thefeatheredsleep..:)

  7. http://artifactsandfictions.com/2015/11/19/the-language-of-stones/

    ^^^

    So true.. Love is written in the stone..
    the energies of flowing nuclear
    forces that run the electrons
    of us.. in positive ion gloWinG
    flow when we are balanCinG
    like a stOne of life.. wE
    are free n0w WitH
    True liGht iN uS..
    as moving
    pArts of
    tHe source
    of Creation
    my friend..
    first.. and
    last and first
    theRe is dArk
    then LiGht.. All..
    then movement
    as dance.. and
    sound as sOnG
    vibration all now
    and resonance
    that all moving
    forces make
    to carry
    on a
    waytoward
    Star of Truth and LigHt my friend
    beyond Infinity WE sTill moVeNOW..:)

    http://artifactsandfictions.com/2015/11/17/tree-talk/

    Diversity.. and all of Bio-Diversity
    spells survival.. in the ways
    of cutting trees down and
    taking away from
    the complex
    system of nature
    evolving still for survival..
    we do the same when we
    attempt to make humans
    cookie cutter copies of other
    humans.. so sure.. the day
    that scientists make a
    way to make humans
    same will spell
    the likely
    end of the
    human race..
    to tolerate and accept
    differences is more than
    just a poetic platitude..
    it is life
    and
    survival
    of holding
    hands different and same together..
    smiles.. with hands together as one
    force of creation..
    including plants..
    other animals..
    and us..
    and yes..
    stOnes
    too..
    my
    friend..
    Suzanne..
    A Tree of Life
    is more than
    just
    a
    logo..
    it is Truth
    and Light
    in Essence
    of Living and
    Surviving NOW..:)

  8. kaykuala h says:

    Beautifully done Katie! One gets to see the array of great pics you have here. Thanks for sharing!

    Hank

    • Hi Hank.. thanks again.. so much for stopping by and i’m glad
      you are enjoying the variety of photographs i enjoy
      sharing here.. as i think i may
      have mentioned before..
      for many years i
      am a visual
      thinking person
      and the last thing i ever wanted
      to do with the Internet then.. is write
      or read anything here..
      images have mostly
      been my thing..
      video games..
      etc.. but
      hey.. with
      the effective loss of my
      eyesight and hearing..
      change happens.. and
      i’m certainly a word person
      as well as an image person for
      now.. haha.. the human being..
      so malleable for those of us
      who adapt at all costs
      of pain..
      hope you are
      continuing to enjoy
      your writing friend..
      and hope all your nows
      are going great for now.. smiles..:)

  9. From Facebook Friend..
    Himali’s Page..
    in response
    to her
    wisdom
    theRe..;)

    Everywhere never
    gets boring..
    Yes.. Butterfly’s
    never land..
    to stay on ground..:)

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