Clothes of GOD

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Smiles.. Soheir.. the patterns and signs of God’s Creation is encoded in all of reality.. from the Golden Mean Spiral of 1.618.. easily observable in Hurricanes.. SunFlowers.. Galaxies.. Curled cats sleeping.. Nautilus Shells.. and the Human Fetus resting and feeding in Mother’s Womb.. and of course those are only tiny examples that fit from the largest observable phenomenon to the smallest theoretical phenomenon as well.. as science shows…

And of course.. these truths and lights of Allah are well illustrated in the Quran but they are also pArt of the tapestry of signs.. design.. and patterns of full tapestry.. throughout all of reality.. limited to no one number.. letter.. word.. book.. or other abstract human symbol alone.. or human being as well.. of course.. in reality now..

But as far as humans go.. here is a very interesting and comprehensive look at how this fits across human history in almost all aspects of secrets in plain sight for those with eyes and ears to see the synchronicities of God’s fuller signs and designs of patterns in tapestry of the Art of Allah that is inside us.. outside us.. above so below.. and all around us..

To the infinite of all
that is all that is ALLah..:)

And the evidence mounts
as all of human cultures
share what
they know
and feel of GOD now..
a wonderful place for
believers to live but truly
a hell for the cynical ones
of light who would attempt
to restrict or chain Allah of ALL
in any shape way
or form through
fear and hate..
in DArk now..
alone.. AS
Allah IS Allone
and never
alone
my friend
with US
as ALLone
as WeLL..:)

True my friend..
Soheir.. and the examples
are limitless in all of distance
and space where Allah lives alWays now
iN iNfiniTy and beYond..
beyonD
hUman
eYes
alone
for sure.. smiles..
Allone iS Allah..:)

It’s nice to have friends..:)

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Smiles.. my friend Soheir..
as the stones of tables
lay.. flowered violet
and white
with leaves
of green.. sits
tea steeped well
in Love.. of friends
who hold hands with Allah..
You are a blessing to me.. my
friend.. may Allah alWays now
bless you
with Love
and wellness
iN now my friend..:)

From Rafiah’s Facebook Page..

Rafiah says..

‘Don’t give up the hijab. Don’t give up the niqab.’
Alarmingly women are harassed here in home as well.
They are commented and ogled at and asked for explanations.
One simply can not expect being appreciated when doing some good.
Sometimes it is easier and smooth enough to do good but people do not let it. ‪#‎enoughwithbeingbullied‬

Katie Mia says..

Well.. I for one worship God.. Everywhere I go..
And no one bullies me to my face anymore..
As that dance with God is what makes me fearless in Love..
Strength.. And courage to face the rest of the world naked
with God behind me.. #nosacrificetoolargeorsmall ..
clothed fully or not.. The bottom and top line is
God.. And no one can defeat that..
My friend.. Rafiah..smile emoticon

And anyone directly harassing a woman
where I live with an Hijab or any women
outside of bars is looking not only for legal
troubles but to get their butt kicked by
someone who cares.. In public.. At least…

Rafiah says.. sometimes one
is not bullied directly, but there is a
constant nagging and
remarks and questions
just to tease one.

Katie Mia says..
That would fall
under my definition of direct
verbal bullying.. and seriously people
respect people with the hijab here when
interacting with them.. but there are fools
who have the nickname of ‘redneck’ that still
say discriminatory stuff about black people
behind their backs.. but nah.. they will
NOT SAY it to their face anymore..
as getting a butt kicked hurts..
smiles.. #cowardsbehindbacks

A real man.. raised with the Love
of a real mother and or father will respect
a woman no matter what she wears..
This is a non-issue where I live
where both men and women
are respected as equal..
Period.. Beginning and
end of story.
#realhumanshaveempathyforotherhumans .

Rafiah says.. Its a half an hour video.
You watched it already? tongue emoticon
It is just not about getting respect from a man..
or a woman or a community. The purpose is solely
for the reason as to observe dress (or any other life aspect)
conduct as Allah has commanded as He knows better.
And that A person trust Lord’s Wisdom. smile emoticon

Katie Mia says.. Smiles yes.. just finished the video..
and while i do not agree that the Hijab serves any
purpose to reduce the male desire for a woman..
which trust me it doesn’t.. from the male perspective..
#allittakesiseyes .. whatever a person uses as a
gateway to worship God is fine with me..
fully clothed or not clothed at all..
as all animals worship God
without any need for human culture at all..

And additionally.. the people of the rain forests..
who worship God now still.. as seeing clothes as
a sin of separation from God.. different strokes
for different folks.. different languages
and religions to worship God
but the bottom and top line..
once again.. is God my friend..
and God plays no human cultural
or religious games.. as God is free and
so are God’s children.. wild and free..
that far out number human beings by far..
far far.. my friend.. Rafiah..smile emoticon

Rafiah says..
And
#ilikethatabovehashtagofyours wink emoticon

Katie Mia says.. Smiles..smile emoticon
And here is a free movie.. no charge from me..
or youtube if you can see it there.. might not be available
on paktube.. but it is the most beautiful movie describing
what God is truly that i have ever seen in my life friend..
in how much human when free is connected to God
and each other as Love..smile emoticon

Rafiah says.. There’s always a male perspective.
Then there is a woman’s perspective. And then
there is Lord’s perceptive, and no man’s or
woman’s or a community as whole’s
perspective can surpass the
wisdom of Lord. Smiles..
smile emoticon smile emoticon

Katie Mia says.. True and that includes
any messenger with human skins as well
my friend as God wears the skins of Infinity
and beyond.. smiles again..smile emoticon
#GodsHomeisbiggerthanearthorhumanalone

Rafiah says.. God is great. (Allah hu akbar).
But we are lame. tongue emoticon end of story.

Katie Mia says.. True DAT with Amen sister..
daughter.. friend… human..
#thisLBthingysymbolisfuntoo
..wink emoticon

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Well.. today’s prompt at dVerse
online Poet’s Pub is about
secrets of the Universe
like i wouldn’t ever now
write about that.. hA!
but.. aha.. aHA!
that is a secret
of the Universe
unto itself.. the
synchronicities as
such that flow higher
and higher among human
beings who connect to the
Universe with positive energy
of tough and passionate unconditional
Love.. Leaving no pArt of Creation out
of the soup of reality all around us.. above..
so below.. and inside and outside of us write
now.. as it were when writing.. dance now as
it is with dancing.. And the Light of Love of
God as it is always now
when living in us..
US.. expresSinG thiS
All Natural mysterIOUs
magic of God in
heARt of EmoTioNs..
as SpiRit WitH a
mind and body
simply
in positive
iON balance
for now my
friend(s)
anyway here or theRe
i participate free and the further
i align myself with positive
energy the
further i
fly for
now..
on God’s
Synchron
iCItieS..
so if anyone
comes here.. as always
i will respond in poetic
expression to every poem
that comes to my current
adopted place of dVerse that
once is a place named
the Wrong Planet
too.. this is
my contribution
to the secrets
of the Universe
simply
me
my
friend(S)
as iS
iNoW..:)

So off i go..
to sing a few.
new.. then off to
dance i go
while
Katrina shops
again.. and back
again later to continue
free again.. now..
smiles..
just sMiLes..
aGAiN..FREE!

SMiLes… on almost
every train alive..
at least a little..
theRe iS
a free
bird
just waiting
to share some
feathers to fly
again.. now..
for those
WitH
WinGs
not yet
featheredfree
and lost now in
yelLowEd fAll…:)

*
TRains.. pLanes.. bUses.. and even
cArs are lost coffins for
humans
without
connections..
where even radios..
IT.. and all the luxuries
aboard cannot feel
the place
of
human
heARt..
as FREE..
and OPEN..:)

SMiles.. a world of pressinG
buttons.. moving machines
and mechanical
minds
certainly
takes aWay
a UniVersal
flow
of sImply
living now..:)

Sidenote now
by me.. now..;)

God iS UniVersal
Dancer.. Poet
and Singer
now.. is
it any
wonder
the archetype
of Apollo is the
sAMe.. lost iS free..:)

Like a cigarette break
without a cigarette..
and back to
dVerse
now..;)

Smiles.. to live a thousand
vicarious lives in one
live even beyond
other incarnations..
always possible in a life
of movies.. never
ending
stories
coming
alive again
and again
again..
records
of life playing
more and different..
as i as me as us as we spin..:)

A book of poetry never
ending externalizing
thinkinG now
coming words..
skyScRapers now
spaceShips now
when interNal
world iS alWays
waiting
infinitYnow
nuances..
magic emotions
senses.. being..
just waiting to
stay
and
different..
never ending
never beginning
for now.. alive.. just aLive now
bReatHing underoverinwaterfree..:)

*
i for
one live
as Christmas
Santa of Dance
everywhere i go..
where the dance
of Christmas never
ends.. and sure with
ballet like moves it can go
on to 60.. 70.. or even 80 to
90.. and beyond now for
those
who
never
fear
to dance
again.. alive
and free.. so sad
that for some it ends
at the age of 7 and below
but i for one will
leave the
lasting
impression
for children..
at least..
that a
dance of
life can
and will
last for more..:)

*
Taking change of
clothes iN stRide..
Laundry Baskets
spRing fresh
As fAll
lines hang
clothes of
loving Sun
kisSinG free
Autumn breeze..:)

WheRever Nature
frees Angels sing..
wherever culture
rains
Devils
Reign..
After
Apple
Reins..:)

Home Porkchops
are the best
porkchops
of all
chops
on Pleasant
Street.. for now..:)

As above so below..
Heaven’s kiss
so far
so
close
alive as
well.. a
sCent.. of Air..:)

All for now
at 3:47 pm..
12012015..:)

Yep.. it’s
that Tuesday
Time again.. now
as Rampage Poetry Writing Spree..
starts again.. and now off to
dance while
Katrina shops..
in all her favorite
local stores..
back again..
later..
to write
again.:)

Back at 8:21 pm..

Well.. Lynn again..
and while you may be
enjoying Christmas-like
weather where you and
mouse friend are..
no such
Christmas
weather here..
a balmy 80 degrees
and still room for
sunburns for
the fair
of
us..;)

*
Smiles.. death a reminder
for the living of us.. along with
suffering.. misery.. and all parts
of life’s darkness where
clouds
bring
rain
and
Sun after the
storms of life
for the
living
still
among us..:)

Smiles.. then..
the now i learn
to write my own
palms.. instead
of reading
them.. iS
first hand
iN Free for me..:)

Oh.. I the ego.. a place of dealing
with all of external reality
in culture.. people..
language and
same.. but
oh the
self
of i now soUl
directing I of ego..
the source.. the force
of us.. the observer of all
of what we do as prisoner
and free.. i lives to set us free..
with spiRit of heArt’s exclamation point!iI..:)

Finished for now at 8:44 pm.. as this is all dVerse
has to offer so far..
at least..:)

Back again.. 10:42 am..
12022015.. now.. and in my
coming themed shirt..
for the next blog
post with a
group of Red
Santa clothed
MonKey’s and
decorating
way.. that
says ‘Welcome
to the Jingle’..
i just know this
song will fit in
somewhere and sure
this is the place for
that.. kNow.. i also have
“Running with the Devil”..
but hey the real devil
is human fear.. and
hate and all stuff
associated
with selfish
uncaring ways
of being..
so sure.. i’ll
find somewhere
for that song..
later no doubt..
but the so-called
devil that many
people call
free is
no devil
at all..
free is
always
Angel
plain
to see for those who
have caring giving
naked-free Angel’s
eyes as Angel WinGs
to see.. and hear..
smiles.. for now.. heRe..
‘Running with the Devil’
will come later.. per
Devil Angel aGaiN..;)

Back on course with dVerse..

Roads of human beings..
asphalt hard
and heartless
when it comes
to beings other
than human.. oh
the trees.. oh the
furry friends who
fall by the wayside
of roads of human
beings..
but roads
are prisons
to unwitting
us..
who cannot
see further
than the
bound
aries
of
roads
we make..
‘We’ are the roadkill now..:)

SMiLes.. decades.. so far removed from
the Homeless man on the street..
Destination.. so far removed
from the homeless man
on the street…
lost..
found..
So like the
homeless man
on the street..
whose home
is lives within..
wheRe questions
are answers of
being sAMe in
now.. liVinG
a bridge with
in a fall
with
out escape..
Homeless eyes..
sea.. a home within..
Ocean iS uS ALive..:)

SMiLes..
greaTest
story ever
told is no
story at
all..
it is
sImply
Love and as
Long as REAL
Humans live..
a true
fairy
tale that
never ends
in Love of
eyeS of True
that live on as
Now connecting
Human Love.. SO
SURE.. gift of eYes..
when Love lives as
spARKLe LiGHt..
story of
a
Grinch
who sees
further than
material gifts..
Oh.. Christmas
TreeS
of
Life..:)

Sidenote here..
Truly it bRings
a tear to my eye
when 6 or so folks
from dVerse delete
sweet comments i make
like this from their
site.. as i am
not the
Grinch
here..
my heARt
still grows
from Grinch of
pasSinG.. oh..
to include
is to
exclude
the Grinch
of HeArts..
in us
my
friend(S)
and that is
the practice of
Unconditional.. Tough
and Passionate Love..
letting the
different
iN..
to open
the blinds
of life a
little
lighter
perhaps..
but no.. i will
not force anyone
to let
me in..
but i am
here..
i
am
here
with
LiGHt
smiles..
and no hell
no.. i am not
afraid of any
frigGinG liGHt
bRinGerS.. cAll
me the deviL
or whomever
but i come
with liGHT
and diffuse
the dArk
wherever
i come
or go
as
LighT..
so sure..
it’s time
for that other
SonG.. and WiLL
you run with me..
sMiLeS aGaiN
or
not..;)

Okay.. return now.. to dVerse..;)

It’s sad to think that some have almost
no imagination at all but it’s
true as to image
is to imagine
and some
folks
cannot
think with
images.. hardly at all..
stuck in concrete concepts..
alone.. a most difficult
challenge of life.. but
escapable i’m sure for
folks who
need to
get out of
concrete
words into
imagination’s
playground of
limitless fruition
of gifts iN reality
as well..
Yes.. Life
can be magic
with Imagination’s
eYes truly set free
in possibilities
that never end
iN a reign
of Life as Free..
and an escape from
the machines of culture.. as WeLL..:)

SMiLes.. perhaps
the greaTest
Beauty
of aging..
is no longer
hearing the
tick tock of
the clock..
and finAlly
seeing
birds Sing
a Free Song..
My knees will
no longer allow
me to run.. but
i adapt by dancing
from middle core of balance..
oh the Joys
of aging.. now
bRing iT..i..own..
iT.. ain’t afraid
of liVinG
and
adapting
to whatever
struggle may
come.. to bRing
new liGht in my
soUl that i never
kNow or feel now
exists then or now
before.. iNheArtsPirit..
Grace.. before beauty..
or hearing.. my friend..
My grandmother starts
painting beautifully after her
father dies.. in her late 60’s.. and
beyond.. as she loses her eyesight..
After i dance.. perhaps.. i will fly..
iN fact..
i fly now..
on terrestrial
LAnd.. sMiles..
i’LL have to
do something
else.. then.. wInks..;)

*
DArk and liGht for what
we wish for may
surely
come in
liGht or
DArk.. and
for those of us
who are
colorblind..
the challenge
can be so
much greater
heArt
tesTinG
feeLinGkNoWinG
coLors dArk and LiGht..:)

SMiLes.. aLL of language
is siGn language from
non-verbal language
to vocal words.. to
text
on screens
of Internet
Lore.. Love..
and or fact..
to connect
is real..
to not
connect
is not
connecting
simple and
or complex but True..
with all that SAID..
i’d rather dance
than write..
but
people
seem less
afraid.. more often..
to connect.. now..
when they leave
their dancing
feet
under
behinds..
but never
the less.. or
and more..
i WRiTE
and
DANcE
and PraNce..
as WeLL.. as FREeD..;)

Smiles.. the wolf of us lives wild
and free.. no less truly..
than the half breed wolf
of Jack
London’s
book..
myth is
domestication
is free and kind..
wild is both
courage and
kind.. the wolf..
is mad when
domesticated
and so is
human
being..
one need look
no further than
TV.. to see what
happens.. when
humans are
domesticated
and locked
up
behind
clothes
of Lies.. both
metaphor and literal
as clothes hide free..
So may the wolf
inside you sing free..
always with Kind and
Courage
my
Friend..
from Alpha
to Omega..
the free wolf
lives with
purpose
and meaning
always now..
in Love
and Kind
of Courage..
Life is FREE..
Call of the
Wild no
less and know/FEEL
more of God’s Word(S)..:)

Well.. this is all that dVerse
offers for me for now..
time to sand dance
free in
finAlly
cooling
cloudy breezes
of Panhandle
Florida
December
Weather..
back to check
if theRe are any
latecomers to dVerse
later after working-out..
and then to post my next
post..
for all of
this and more..
titled soon..
“Clothes of GOD”..
with 87th week
of Rave Dance
Night coming
and further
illustrated
in that
blog post
somewhere
in the
howling
moon hour
of 3 AM
on Friday
Morning..
12042015
as i build
up to my
666th birth
month from
June 6, 1960..
also the posthumous
120th Birthday of my
Paternal X-Catholic Priest
Grandfather Leo.. on December
6th 1895.. so sure.. 666 will
be in the title of that Sunday
post for sure.. as we go
to a farm.. on a
Southern
Baptist
Pastor’s
home.. after
Catholic Church
and then attend
the Annual Catholic
Church Christmas
party on the
grounds
soon
after
that around
4 pm on Sunday
too.. yeah a
real HOLY
BLAST
ON
MY
666th BIRTH
MONTH FOR
ME AS WELL..
I AIN’T AFRAID
OF THE DEVIL.. BEEN
THERE AND DONE IT
IN THE REAL
ALREADY..
IN REAL
HELL NOW..
SO NO.. MY BIRTHDAY
OF 6660 AND MY
BIRTH MONTH
OF 666
SCARES
ME NOT
IN THE
least.. as i fly
totAlly free with
God iN Zero doubt
and Fear.. as i for
one have
been
and seen
both sides
now.. and
trust me..
ya don’t
wanna either
go to hell or
be the devil..
if that ain’t
already the sum
of being already..
for earthly now..
Angels in Heaven
have all the best
wayS
of Living
JUST NOW..
anyway.. this should
be enough words now..
to end WitH the SonG
‘Running with
the Devil’..
WInks again..
Ironies are
delicIOUs iN
all the sHades
and hues they
come in for
now
in Dark
and Light
of reaLiTy
as always.. NOW..:)

1:28 pm..
0661960=
28=10=1..
as Well..
Meaning and Purpose..
if one can find it
in all places..
that my
friend(s)..
is heaven
now in
balance
of course
iN dArk and LiGht
and all the other
dualities
of
Life..:)

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BELIEF..
iS Real..
A Powerful Emotion..
Human Force of Positive
Action and Consequence..
And Heaven will always be
Real with zero doubts and fears
for those who Find it.. Practice it..
And live Heaven now.. A Universal Message
from the sages of the ages and truly good news
for all whom are concerned and achieve this Blessing..
iN a Balancing Life..
Now..:)

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Well.. considering for 66 months
i could not feel a smile..
and could not remember
what it was even like to
smile.. and after
losing effective
use of my
eyes and
ears..
i could not
even remember
what my face looks
like when i am smiling
before in life.. and cannot
remember if i ever even truly
felt a laugh.. as the pain
of type two trigeminal
neuralgia will
take all
emotions
and memories
of emotions away..
perhaps the best compliment
i ever receive to date.. is from
someone who has never encountered
the positive spirit of my flesh and blood
of dance.. but i attempt to carry
on what is the
energy of
positive light
and action inside
as expresSinG
both courage
and kind
in myriads
of selfies here
as i for one believe
there is no full substitute
for the flesh and blood human
connection and the driving
force of all my nows
around 4500 miles
of dance
all places
i go in public
in 27 months..
so i get ‘this’
comment on Facebook
from my Friend Himali
a full half a world away
who only knows and feels
me of what i present here
in the Information Technology
E-World.. and the best thing of all..
is it is
evidence
that i live
again.. truly
as a connecting
human being.. where
my soul is alive both offline
and online
too.. greaTesT
sMiles are the
soUls giVing..
liVinG on in the
heArt’s emoTioNal
ExpresSinG spiRit
eYes and BalanCinG
MiNd and BoDy soUls
of other folks.. and
tRuly Technology of the
recording information
kind and courage now..
bRinGs the ability to share
this with folks we may never
meet in flesh and blood in
this life.. both..
when.. we
ourselves
are alive
and pass
this earthly plane..
So what a gift it can
be to continue to share
Love whether we are
here
or not..
Yes.. a simple
comment that travels
to the heArt of thousands
of miles..

Himali says..

Your smile
travels miles and
brightens my day..:)

i say..

Smilezz.. my friend Himali..
no limits to distance and space
with your smiles that always brighten
my day.. as well..smile emoticon!

Force of Selfie
can be
LIght
and Love..
and Courage
as well.. sMiles
again and again..:)

And for the folks in poetry
land who insisted
i shut my face
up.. i say..
a resounding
smile.. no more
Grinch here..
i Love
for
Free..
with Faces
of Kind and Courage Now..:)

And yes.. obviously Sia has
been to a place like me..
she gets it..
and for folks
who have been
to this emotional
hell of empty..
we say
Thank you.. Sia..
for not being
afraid to
relate the
dARk pArts
of Life that do bRing
the greaTesT liGhts
of Love and yes..
Sia is
an Angel
too.. like
my other
Angel Friends
i find now in this
life.. as Angels will
find each other in a world
of real devils.. if they keep
searching and never
ever
give up..
to survive is the
goal.. to Love
is the
Magic
of God
gifted
iN us who
are tRuly free
in Truth and Light..
of Wisdom and Love..:)

3815

Hi Glenn..
without the
photos gifted to
me by the God of All
the magic would not fully
exist of God of All that is
in synchronicity
here..
truly secrets
of the Universe
in plain sight
for those
with
eYes
like yOurs..
sMiles..
no random
in Creativity..
Intention
Meaning
and
Purpose
my friend..
free of all
RESTRAINTS..:)

3872

Smiles.. Victoria.. next time i suggest you try the
http://katiemiafrederick.blogspot.com .. link..
as it has less extraneous data in it.. and will open quicker.. and the jumping just means
that the photos are still loading if you have a slower computer.. with less memory
to load the photos.. sadly.. older computers do not work well with what i do..

The newer versions of iPads and iPhones have finally caught up now..
thank goodness.. as i used to have problems opening up my
own posts on mobile before getting an iPhone 6s…

Smiles.. thanks for trying.. and i always
enjoy your inspiring
poetry..
friend..:)

3974

Smiles.. Suzanne.. while i visit almost any church and feel at home..
i do not consider myself as a strict follower of any
particular
religion.. except
for the one i create
from myself.. wheRe..
i take the liGht pArts
and leave the
DArk
paRts
behind after
i am finished
with
them..:)

4025

Smiles.. again.. Sherry Blue Sky.. and thanks so much
for dropping by this evening.. and making
it through all these words to this point
in scrolling fingers now.. and
i find your poetry
always inspiring
and a
pleasure
to visit whenever
i find you on dVerse
links of poetry
sharing
now..
peace and
blessings to
ya friend
for
now as
well..:)

4086

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After the Rave Dance

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3 am..

after the rave

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31 Responses to Clothes of GOD

  1. ^^^

    Little did Luke know that the D
    card for the Dark Force is then..
    standing behind him the ‘entire time’..
    Yeah.. i know.. i feel.. i am getting a little carried
    away.. still.. with the Cultural meme of Star Wars..
    since May 27th, 1977..
    yes.. i looked that up on
    Google.. and no i didn’t
    remember the exact..
    date other than
    i am soon to
    move into
    high school
    as a senior then..
    but seriously.. science
    fiction is truly no different
    than bible prophecies..
    dream time..
    and all
    entry
    ways
    into human archetypes..
    AKA Cosmic Consciousness..
    gifted to us in our DNA.. in a
    Quantum Entanglement of
    beauty of all we now see
    and know and feel as now..
    and beyond now of course..
    wheRe our minds unify together..
    to art the tapestry of allthatis..
    sAMe toGeTheR WitH
    God now we feel.. see..
    and know.. so
    to say the
    FORCE IS
    AWAKENING IS
    MORE THAN JUST A MOVIE..
    OR A PREDICTION OF A MAYAN
    CALENDAR.. OR ALL THE OTHER
    MYTHS THAT HOUSE TRUTHS
    AND LIGHTS.. AS VEHICLES
    AND VESSELS TO GET
    TO US AS INDIVIDUAL
    PARTS AS WHOLE..
    TO ENLIGHTEN
    US TO EXPERIENCE
    MORE OF POTENTIAL
    DIMENSIONS OF REALITY
    NOW… iS YES.. AN
    UNDERSTATEMENT
    AT LEAST.. OF WHAT
    THOSE OF US IN THE
    SEE.. KnOW.. AND FEEL OF
    THIS ARE
    BORN
    TO FEEL..
    kNOW.. SEE..
    AND RELATE THE
    BEST WE CAN.. WRITE
    NOW.. YES.. WriTe.. now..:)

  2. SOHEIR says:

    Hi Fred
    Clothes of God..
    I like my hijap
    I am proud of it
    I feel comfort and safe with my hijap
    Not all people are alike
    A human being is different from an animal
    Both worship God
    But a human being has a brain and a free well
    Not all human beings are well brought up or well educated
    Our souls are different
    Thanks Fred and Katiemia

    • Smiles.. my friend Soheir..
      a delicate flower
      of honey blue
      eyes of
      green may
      attract more
      bees than vanilla
      flower in dis
      ease..
      however in
      God eYes
      tHere
      is no
      grain
      of sand
      that holds
      these flowers alive
      that are more significant
      than the other.. so as we
      look at the earth closing in from
      Space.. coming back from the moon
      what will we see.. green.. blue.. or man
      made structures increasingly erasing
      the breath of life
      here on planet
      earth.. so no..
      while intelligence of this
      kind can and does bring us
      comfort.. of a
      temporal
      way
      of existence..
      God’s creations
      are for infinity and not
      for God’s children to
      destroy.. overall..
      sure.. human will Love
      to THINK HUMAN is God’s
      favorite creation.. but no..
      of course not..
      as human
      destroys
      God’s creation..
      like no other living
      being has ever done
      on this planet..
      TO respect
      God’s creation
      is not to cover it up
      and destroy it with manmade
      stuff.. however to cover beautiful
      skin and scalp from the harsh dry
      elements of desert life.. is surely a
      correct message from God too..
      Florida means Easter or
      feast of flowers..
      my church means
      Saint Flower
      of Easter..
      a place of
      flourishing life where the
      colorful evidence of God is
      moist and hot.. but no.. a Hijab
      brings more suffering than comfort
      for a person who must work outside here..
      in fact.. heat stroke can be the real result
      as God even makes humans with bigger
      heads like mine from Northern European
      countries to retain heat..
      it’s not just a matter
      of how a person is
      raised or how a person
      is educated my friend..
      it is also a matter of how a person
      or creature is made by God.. the reason
      and free will Gifted by God.. overall has
      been more of a curse than gift as practiced
      by human overall.. to the rest of God’s
      creation on this Earth..
      the only apocalypse that
      human may see
      is that of
      human
      being in the long
      run of living out of balance
      with the design of God that
      is always balance.. my friend..
      we can gain our messages from
      God to live the best life for us iN
      balance with God or we can ignore
      God’s basic message
      of survival
      and die of heat
      stroke
      on a planet
      of heat and humidity
      in another place where
      the Hijab is death instead
      of protection in life.. now..
      and that is where reason..
      the reason of God.. innately..
      instinctually.. and intuitively
      gifted to us by God
      goes deaf
      my friend..
      when we place
      human messages
      above the gift
      of God
      within..
      who will always
      give us the correct
      answer.. with or without
      education.. in a formal way..
      for sure.. the education of culture
      today.. is the sinner of the earth
      out of balance
      more than
      Loving
      balance
      of God..
      and if a person is not raised
      with Love.. the evil
      is more
      likely
      to come
      in harming ways
      of both human and the
      rest of God’s creation free
      or imprisoned
      by words
      that only
      apply to
      a distinct place
      and time on earth
      then.. there is a time
      and place now where increasing
      the population of humans means
      the survival of the human species
      but now is the time and place
      where increasing
      the population
      of human
      beings means
      the potential
      death of both
      human and
      many other species
      of life on the planet of earth..
      if we focus on the messages of
      the past that are no longer applicable
      as God’s evolving planet with
      we changes..
      we die..
      and
      that will
      be God’s will
      for us as well..
      if we do not get a
      corrected message from
      God to change and go on..
      so sure.. we can stay with old
      ways or
      we can
      live..
      and that too..
      my friend is free
      will of dark or light..
      the test of common
      sense as well.. that God
      gifts those who are willing to
      play fair with God’s rule of
      change to test of challenge..
      adaptation
      and survival
      for balance..
      So what gives..
      fear.. hate ..or sharing
      Life.. in balance here to
      the best interests of all
      who live..
      we must
      remember if we
      are going to survive
      that we are no
      greater
      than
      the grain
      of sand that
      holds our weight
      of
      life
      that is
      God as well..
      in balance my friend..
      And to be crystal clear..
      Hijab’s are elegantly
      beautiful and only
      enhance the
      beauty
      of a woman
      to me.. and in
      fact i think my
      wife will look
      great in one..
      and detract
      nothing from
      her beauty or spirituality
      either and in fact she enjoys
      serving me day and night..
      and has no interest
      in a career..
      so she would
      probably fit
      in with the cultural
      ways of Islam
      just fine..
      but no.. not me..
      my friend.. as i am
      too hot natured to be
      covered up in any way..
      but again.. God does make
      us different my friend.. and
      rules that God gives humans
      are tailored to
      each soul
      differently
      as well..
      in both
      spirit and
      flesh in the way
      God is the God
      of diversity
      and truly
      never
      the same
      to the finer
      details
      of Living
      Free now with Relative
      Free Will and Love.. my friend..
      There is no rule of God etched in
      stone but God’s rules my friend
      and those
      are the
      stone
      without
      human hands
      as well.. my friend..
      so sure.. Love
      is written
      in the
      Stone
      without
      human hands
      my friend.. and there is
      a song for that with pyramids
      of Human art.. that will surely
      one day fall
      to the
      dust
      of
      grains of sand..
      human may
      not be here..
      but God will
      Live on as
      always my friend..
      Nothing is our own..
      except for our Temple
      of God.. that we either
      cherish or kill
      by our own
      hands
      of God or
      ignorance my friend..
      and it is often education..
      both formal and informal
      beyond our innate..
      instinctual..
      and intuitive
      senses and feelings..
      that is the progenitor
      of ignorance
      as human fear..
      hate.. and
      destruction
      of each
      other and
      the rest of creation
      on this planet as current gift of home..
      Truly one word suffices and that
      word is
      BALANCE..
      THE RULE OF
      GOD WRITTEN
      IN THE STONE.. MY FRIEND..
      AS THE ELECTRONS SWIRL
      IN BALANCE AROUND
      THE NUCLEUS
      EVENLY AND
      FAIRLY
      AS FRIENDS..:)

      • SOHEIR says:

        Smiles Fred
        When i say friend
        It is not just a word
        I mean it
        I feel that I made you upset
        Never mind
        You have your own philosophy
        It is okay
        I will not speak again with you about subjects that we have different views about
        I did not mean to upset you or any one in the whole world
        It is better to be silent ..smiles
        🙂
        😀
        Be happy
        Keep smiling ..

        • Smiles.. my friend.. SOHEIR
          you did not upset me at all..
          i just talk too much sometimes and use
          words to inspire me even more..
          i respect the way you practice
          your religion and defend
          it regularly here at
          home.. as true there
          are different factors at
          play that not all folks consider..
          When i say friend.. what that means
          is Unconditional Love and what that means
          friend is no matter how different your opinion
          is from me.. in how we may have different
          points of view.. there is no difference
          of opinion that you can possibly
          give to me.. that will
          make me Love you
          any less..
          i have carried
          on that philosophy and way
          of feeling with people who have been
          incredibly mean and unfair to me..
          in fact.. the woman who almost
          brought me to my death
          in ways of stress at
          work.. i refused to
          even get mad at..
          when at work..
          but when
          i lost my
          soul..
          that changed too..
          then.. but that’s the part
          that is most important to me.
          and THAT IS both my soul and
          your soul too as friend.. and the
          best way to Love God is to Love
          Unconditionally my friend..
          and for me at least..
          i would rather
          hear all
          of your
          truth without
          restraint.. but sure
          that is up to you..
          my friend.. now..
          as i will continue
          to speak my truth
          under both relative
          free will and Love my Friend..
          And sure they say for writers it is
          not good to say the same word too
          many times.. but i am just a writer..
          and do not
          aim to
          now be
          a so-called
          good writer..
          so i will continue
          to say friend many times
          without
          restraint..:)

  3. ‘You’
    know and or feel..
    as much as i discuss religion or and
    politics just for fun.. it’s amazing i have
    any friends at all.. but sure there is a fine
    art in religious and political discourse as well..
    that sure.. could save a human way of planet living balance..
    if enough people take up this art with Relative Free Will
    Attuned to the Truth and Light of Wisdom and Love..
    #nochallengetoosmallorlarge ..:)

  4. A very interesting Thursday
    Poetry Prompt online at dVerse
    Poet’s Pub in the use of synesthesia
    in poetry to metaphor the
    senses.. feelings.. in novel
    ways of
    experiences
    of life from
    A to Z..
    and once again..
    i almost always do it..
    in all the posts i write here..
    but i will just let it go and flow
    with the poetry links of inspiration
    and maybe catch up to the 13 links
    so far provided.. before the Rave Dance
    of tonight
    begins..
    at Good Old
    Seville Quarter..
    anyway.. i write
    until it’s time
    to get
    ready
    and go go go.. NOW..
    in a night of DANCE..
    over and above.. and
    below.. so above..
    inside outside
    and all around
    the writing
    of life..
    in colors
    of blue
    and green
    and yellow
    and
    red
    and all
    between hues
    as well as all
    shades of dark
    and light emotions
    that come as well
    or hmm.. not so well..
    in black.. white.. and grey..:)

    *
    Romance.. bleeding
    red in connections
    from skin
    that cannot
    repel.. shades
    of pink.. then
    brown.. then
    pale
    back to
    friends
    if ‘they’
    are lucky
    enough to stay..:)

    *
    Dancing blue
    wiNds bRinging
    joy now electriC
    breeZe SinGs
    WinGs
    LoveS
    GlorY
    bEinG
    JusT
    BeinG
    aLive
    Free
    Dance of me..:)

    Pastel susurrations
    Loves breath
    gently
    streaming
    light of skin
    comes alive
    iN torrent
    of
    red
    with.. again..:)

    (:..footnote.. i had
    to google
    ‘that’
    word
    too.. wInks..
    Yeah.. sure.. some
    words are poeTry
    prompts unto
    the
    words..
    as metaphors..;)

    Well.. sMiLes.. my friend..
    i have been to a place
    of zero meaning
    and purpose then
    and now i arrive
    at a place of
    all meaning
    and purpose..
    and hell yes..
    the second
    place
    is so
    nice to
    be for here
    for now.. wheRe
    it all means
    a great
    deal
    to me..
    who cares
    who listens
    as long
    as there
    is purpose
    and meaning
    in life.. poeTry
    is in the
    poET..
    my friEnd..
    Glenn..:)

    SMiles..
    UniVerse
    sKin
    scares
    heLL
    of soMe..
    magic
    to me
    alWays
    sTill
    now..
    i Love the Human..
    Condition.. all else
    pales iN
    sHades..
    bLack
    and White..
    to me..;)

    Smiles..
    i can’t say
    there are any
    colors in hell
    or devils..
    my friend..
    but death
    as life
    is death
    without
    colors
    of Life..
    killing numb
    killing numb
    killing
    colors
    of Life…
    i for one..
    refuse to fade.. again..
    no matter who does what…

    *
    First Love
    smoke in sweater
    warmth.. cold
    days then..
    warm love
    comes iN
    sweater soaked
    with smoke
    of young
    woman’s
    mother..
    perhaps
    little cuban
    cigars.. but
    none of
    that
    matteRed
    then.. my friend..
    Love was
    the
    smell of
    smoke..
    37 years
    smells
    sAMe smoke..:)

    Movies.. often
    sources of incredible
    human nuanced
    emotions.. music
    alone can never
    match
    the fuller
    human
    art in theater
    of life to me..
    but sure it can
    be a roller coster
    difficult
    to stay
    on but
    hard
    to get off
    as well with
    heart engaged..:)

    Smiles.. November
    clouds are clouds
    of past that
    melt dreams
    for me
    until
    Spring Sun
    comes again..
    somehow i erased
    the clouds from the
    sky.. decades practice..:)

    Ugh.. I’m never moving
    north but I’m always moving
    and that is the secret of my
    eraser of dark human clouds..
    Adrianna.. Dance free Dance..
    Just dance free.. now again..:)

    i suppose i am 21 before
    i smell my mother’s
    perfume in church
    again.. and then
    for some reason
    it finally comes
    to me
    how
    much
    Love
    costs
    to give..
    decades later
    with a child
    of
    mind..:)

    Ah.. church.. a magic
    place for me when
    young.. where
    confessionals
    echo
    choirs
    of Angels
    in ears of me..
    i never find a
    source for that..
    or do i.. smiles..:)

    Passions fleeting glimpse..
    Romance flees in
    greeting life..
    friends..
    best
    friends last..
    Romance flies..
    to where it
    always
    goes..
    or comes
    again..
    best
    friends
    last..:)

    SMiLes.. my dreams taste
    like RainBows.. even day
    dreams of fragile
    young boy..
    shadow
    of tallest
    rainbow
    folloWinG
    me then..
    dream
    scapes
    wIn..:)

    Smiles..
    a dream of
    world where
    everyone
    writes
    differently
    simply ’cause
    they can.. i’m
    already there..
    with smiles again..
    ’cause i can.. now..:)

    All caught up now..
    at 9:46 pm..
    14 responses
    to dVerse
    and other
    stuff..
    in
    1 hour
    and
    31 minutes..
    back after.. the
    dance of night..:)

    And sure.. when Barbara
    sings.. colors come..:)

    Back at 12:12 pm
    12042015..
    with several
    morning stops
    at other writing
    places before entering
    into the domain
    of dVerse Poet’s
    Pub once
    again.. with
    eight more
    links to
    catch up
    on for
    now..:)

    Lynn.. Lynn..
    that reminds
    me of Zen.. your
    poem here more
    than your nAMe
    of course..now
    and truly when
    we become one
    with the colors
    of Nature
    theRe iS
    no escape
    or separation
    from the One
    of God free as
    Us.. my friEnd
    Lynn.. in the
    middle this
    time instead
    of
    end..:)

    *
    Tree of sapLinG
    heArt bRings
    tRue liGht
    TaLLest SoUls
    SpiRit LEaves
    BranChing
    out
    fOrever
    NOW CHI
    TAI ONE..:)

    Quick Side note:
    When i graduate college
    with Triple Major
    of Degrees
    in Anthropology..
    Social Sciences
    Interdisciplinary..
    and Health Science
    as well..
    Administrator
    says.. Fred
    what are
    you going
    to do with
    all that knowledge..
    i say.. i don’t know..
    problem then with
    Asperger’s syndrome
    is i can input it all
    but have no way to
    fully get it out
    in method
    of writing
    or verbal
    expression..
    and then God
    creates the
    computer
    and
    history
    is here
    now..of
    me..
    and nah.. i didn’t
    stop learning after
    College.. everyday is
    another Encyclopedia
    to me.. and
    i just
    let my
    fingers
    do the
    walking
    in digital
    art of plastic
    keys spread around
    the world electronically
    free..
    i have the handwriting
    of a 5 year old..
    so nah..
    without this
    all theRe iS
    iS
    written
    chicken scratch
    or sanscrit
    of
    mud..;)
    back to dVerse
    now..;)

    *
    ColOr a child’s
    mind.. not even
    a rainBow
    of cOlors
    is enough
    to fill inside..
    flowing with
    imagination..
    no expectations
    or limits free child
    of i.. colors mYe Yes
    Blue and Green.. now..
    etc.. sTill.. living FREE..:)

    Last
    cat walk
    wanDers
    into tHe woods..
    20 years of Life
    Leaves fall
    ’round
    cat…
    Now
    cat
    beComes
    Leaves Trees..
    purrfection iN all
    things
    consideRinG
    free mY friEnd..:)

    Greys..
    hUmans raiSinG
    without emPathy
    oF Love..
    Colors
    aRe Us..
    sAdlYer
    hard to
    pAint
    greys
    among
    us.. now
    long sInce
    canVas
    lefT
    blank..
    BRushPAint..:)

    So..
    it seems
    you are in
    the feel
    of
    evolution
    orange..
    a place
    of balance
    when middle
    oRange
    is ripe
    and
    ready
    to be reaped..:)

    SNail tale
    ends
    telL
    taiL
    moon
    wheRe sHell
    lives in
    hidDen
    nAMes..;)

    Oh..!
    and hi!
    Shawna..
    nice of
    you to
    come
    out and
    play..
    some of
    us never ever
    quite.. hehe..
    no matter
    WHAT..
    COMES
    heLL or
    moonliT
    gLow..;)

    SMiLes.. i often wonder
    as a child and far far
    into the future as
    a so-called man..
    why all the animals
    have it so easy..
    and why i worry
    so much
    about
    falling
    falling
    falling..
    truly an innate
    fear.. falling.. falling
    falling.. along with loud
    sounds.. i can turn it down..
    but i am still falling falling
    then.. finAlly.. i stand
    up and find
    i am
    standing
    standing
    standing
    ALL
    just
    standing ALL..
    and now i am
    a cat.. that
    sheds hIS
    fears
    like
    hAirs
    or dust
    of sKin of me.. Free..:)

    1:07 pm
    and all caught
    up for now..
    sAnd
    dance
    comes
    now.. with
    sun shining
    tall and bright
    as yellow orb
    of honey
    delight..
    where gRAins
    of sAnd me..
    Sun become
    one air
    free..:)

    Back at
    11:13 pm
    to do the
    last two
    available
    at dVerse
    for now.. smiles..:)

    SMiLes of poeTry
    to take a heARt
    and SoUl flYing
    in SpiRit
    wheRever
    iT goes..
    and for me..
    a ’72 snow storm
    in Florida.. a twelve
    year-old boy’s dreams
    of girls and holding hands
    to warm a frail heart and
    body
    to a
    man of Love..
    just holding Hands..
    of Warm and True..:)

    Starfish of Christ LiGht
    swim feathered right
    pass
    outside
    to inner
    core above
    so below
    all around
    reality
    comes
    again.. LiGht is Real..:)

    Last late poetic
    link at dVerse..
    to answer
    too..
    11:06 pm..;)

    i suppose.. for our distant ancestors
    living in snow.. then
    Christmas everynow
    iS just a hug
    and
    wArm..
    and perhaps
    a fire for food..
    as liGht for
    dance
    of night…
    oh..
    a simple
    Christmas
    spells H
    U G S..:)

  5. Rafiah.. Human history is full of tribal instinct
    and fear of the different.. Some people are
    offended that I dance..
    and they are not happy.. Period..

    I am happy so that is their problem and not mine..
    Since the Hijab makes you content and or spiritually happy
    same as dance does with me in worship of the God of Nature..
    That is their problem and one that you may be able to ignore..

    Since we cannot control the tribal instinct that in human fears
    different customs.. And is the innate psychology behind this..
    Until humans view the entire species as one tribe..
    This will always be an issue to ignore unless
    someone blows you up and that is
    applicable to both sides of the
    pond as history continues to prove….

    On the other hand some folks are
    under the misconception that Muslims are
    all forced to do this.. And that is just a matter
    of cultural education.. And that takes time for
    awareness of change to become the reality now..
    It’s much more complicated than that but some people
    are offended by long winded stuffZz.. And I don’t mean you.. Smiles..;)

    #humanswithattentionspanofgoldfish .. And seriously studies prove this
    out on modern humans on average.. A new culturally produced
    human goldfish disorder..
    That’s really sad…

    Sadly.. Folks continue to fear different..
    Sadder still that is often their eventual loss instead of win..
    There is both art and science FTW.. behind Unconditional
    Tough and Passionate Love that tolerates and
    accepts human differences..smile emoticon

    And sure.. i often write about
    the condition of human
    bullying with a link
    here from
    last year
    and this
    time too..:)

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/12/03/ode-to-my-bullies/

  6. http://decodinghappyness.com/2015/12/04/who-needs-superheroes-when-you-have-a-brother/

    SMiLes.. with Hello Himali..
    the world can certainly not
    get enough of super heroes
    or friends who are named
    as brothers and sisters..
    and truly to celebrate
    these heroes
    is to
    reinforce
    their presence..
    as we will never be
    able to rely on
    mythical
    heroes
    to
    get
    the job
    truly
    done
    of living
    successfully in peace
    of mind and body balance
    with thanks for
    the blessing
    of our Lives
    as
    iS N0W
    my friend..
    and sure.. super
    hero too.. as well
    as sister..
    life is too
    short to
    fear
    anything
    my
    friend..
    Himali.. and when
    that state of mind and
    body in balance is gained
    as reality that now becomes
    forever..
    now..
    as
    Bliss..
    Nirvana..
    etc…:)

    http://decodinghappyness.com/2015/12/04/dreams-that-steal-my-sleep/

    SMiLeS.. agaIn Himali.. with HELlo..
    theRe are two kinds of dreams..
    dreams to repair stress..
    and dreams to create..
    and the dreams
    to create are
    Lucid waking
    kind now that
    have no limits
    or expectations
    except for
    a new
    way of
    thinking
    and feeling..
    and expresSinG
    that is Art of human
    communication
    with creation
    activity
    and the
    end
    product
    as Art SpiRit
    sharing and living
    Art comes now
    As
    US
    AS fuller
    SoUls in
    miNd and
    BoDy Balance
    with
    heArt..:)

    i feel.. the same
    from you my Angel friend..
    smile emoticon

  7. Oh.. my celebration of
    “666 Months of LiGht”..
    publishing after midnight
    in wee Birthday hours
    of 12062015.. ‘now’..
    also my Grandfather
    Leo.. the X-Catholic
    Priest and
    storied
    evangelist
    as philosopher
    too.. born
    this date
    in 1895..
    120 years
    from then
    now is..

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/03/19/666-months-of-dance/

    And sure i also celebrate
    666 Months of Dance
    from conception too..
    on Solar Eclipse Day
    of March 20th..
    in 2014..
    per my original
    due date of
    6201960..
    shortened
    by a doctor’s
    vacation that brings
    me to the light of born..
    2 weeks early on 6660..
    my birthday of
    calendar day..
    Only meaningful
    to me.. as the
    numbers do
    match up..
    in synchronicities
    ways of doing stuff
    all life now..
    as well or
    not so
    well..
    It is what it is..
    and the more purpose
    and meaning i find in life..
    the broader my horizons
    in mindful
    awareness
    i for one.. grow..
    so everyday is a
    feast day and celebration
    for me.. along with all the
    celebration photos that
    do come with this..
    and more on
    that later..
    as my
    666th month
    of Light approaches
    on Sunday soon coming..

    And oh the sixes do follow
    me from Nautilus shape
    of 6 in three
    college degrees..
    in 1983.. where
    mother.. my sister..
    and i all graduate
    from UWF the home
    of the Nautilus
    as humble building
    mascot.. in mansions
    more stately to come..
    but in my case a never
    ending word mansion
    that never
    ceases to
    exist and
    expand for
    now..
    and a rather
    disoriented young
    man lost in disconnection
    of mind and body balance..
    a Nautilus machine
    invented by
    Arthur Jones
    then.. finally
    releasing some
    tension..
    and paths
    forward to
    become
    stronger
    and eventUAlly
    balanCinG now.. so
    anyway.. for last two
    days.. i fall in a deep
    trance sleep from
    5 to 6 o’clock pm..
    and the song
    Pieces of
    Eight
    by
    Styx..
    a song
    i play on
    Piano for years
    of youth.. haunts
    me then and becomes
    the truth of my light
    now as
    Life
    in 666 months
    of incredible dark
    days and light days..
    all worth it.. as the
    gift of life in all
    its light
    and dark
    is just
    that.. a gift
    no more or no
    less than what
    it is now..
    sometimes
    dark..
    sometimes
    light.. but
    feeling
    anything
    is better
    than nothing
    and in the beginning
    God wants to feel..so
    God feels through
    us.. too.. as any
    parent does
    who Loves
    their children
    created from
    seed..
    big bang
    or otherwise..
    the point is now..:)

  8. Glenn Buttkus says:

    Again, woozier at the clothes of Allthatis, mantled in stardust & cosmic rainbows, & whirling ice crystals clear around planets. Considering how your poetic romps do not fear to speak your heart, be it politics or religion or sexuality or history or dance, it is not odd to wonder how some of us remain as friends. For me, friends, like spouses & other family need to disagree as an exercise in sharing our own individual perspectives. I do not have to agree with everything you do or say, but regardless, our truth, our Christ Consciousness cajoles us to hang in there, reminding us that each lifetime is short, & not to fuck it up. Your 12 videos, 5000+ words, & 4 dozen images continue to dazzle. I like that you mention me twice in the piece, that you notice what I’m doing & saying, Your images cascade by like a flip-card carnival, but some freeze the frame, sky & clouds shots, dark trees, skewed angles of your backyard, more red flowers, saturated with mirror & dancing selfies, dancing in the dark with pretty ladies, raving, all white teeth & colored lights reflecting in your sunglasses, sand box calligraphy, a gray squirrel not afraid of your clicking, katrina shopping, & strolling in parking lots (not enough of her in this piece, brother), & a smattering of yellow boy with one striking image of him sitting partly in shadow, & sun shafts, staring out the window at the circus in the back yard. I applaud your statement, “Poetry is in the poet”; amen.

    • Hi Glenn.. thanks so much for dropping
      by with words of wisdom and
      encouragement
      that you
      always
      bRing to my little
      area of the Internet
      landscape here..
      truth is the
      taste of
      wisdom
      that is the honey
      light of Sun in me..
      as the birds
      and
      bees
      SinG free
      sonG.. of
      flying to
      no ends of
      earths below..
      above.. and
      beyond..
      just fly
      on ground
      or Air.. without
      restraint.. that lives
      in us when free is free.. poeTry iS uS..:)

  9. http://mercurialflecks.blogspot.com/2015/12/today.html

    ^^^

    Hello Shawna.. the human on-
    line in the flesh is always
    a welcome being
    to me..
    and to me..
    that is the pArt of
    the poeTry world online
    that is sadly
    missing
    most..
    hmm.. a world
    of no faces.. is the
    twilight zone beyond
    imagination
    in the
    60’s for
    sure.. the death
    of Bowling Alleys..
    and other arenas of
    socializing flesh and blood
    in third places outside of
    home and church
    to meet new
    people in
    the flesh is
    certainly waning..
    more and more as we
    speak.. and if it was not
    for Facebook.. the world
    might already
    be almost
    extinct in
    ways of
    at least
    2-D flesh
    connections
    of face and family
    and friends as well..
    So in terms of endearment
    and affection the photo
    of your sweet
    child and
    you in
    embrace is
    worth all the
    PoeTry in
    a UniVerse
    of
    Human..
    but sure..
    some folks
    are word folks
    over image folks..
    but i will remember
    a face
    for a thousand
    years.. and
    never learn
    a name..
    as long
    as the
    face never
    leaves.. and sure..
    i have close to a photo-
    graphic memory.. so literally
    multi-hundreds-thousands of
    faces live with me.. for all the
    seemingly eons of life
    both in the flesh
    and vicarious
    in all the
    input that
    makes life
    real now..
    and
    vicarious
    virtual too…
    Good wishes..
    and smiles.. with
    human hugs.. my friend..
    And hell yes.. amplified to
    the Big Bang degree.. the true
    sign of intelligence is not knowledge
    but imagination.. where Standard IQ
    fails most
    everYtiMe..
    for the
    drop-ins
    of
    Genius..
    like Einstein too..
    and hmm.. if you
    turn 38 in precisely
    one week.. that gives
    you my mother’s birthday
    on December 10th..
    hmm..
    just hmm..
    yeah.. i like
    the stars too..
    that is one cool
    rug.. to quote the
    ‘Big Lewboski’ that
    astrology rug really
    holds
    the
    room
    together..
    and glad to know..
    i’m not the only one
    who uses a bedroom
    for wallpaper..
    too..;)

  10. mercurial flecks says:

    Oh, look at that little squirrel! He’s SO cute!

    That Sia song is gorgeous. This is my first time hearing it.

    “i learn
    to write my own
    palms.. instead
    of reading
    them” … I love this.

    And this:
    “free is
    always
    Angel
    plain”

    “naked-free Angel’s
    eyes” … Ooh, this reminds me of a song. Which reminds me of a boy. 🙂

    This is all that really matters, my friend:
    “but i am
    here..
    i
    am
    here
    with
    LiGHt”

    “hell
    no.. i am not
    afraid of any
    frigGinG liGHt
    bRinGerS” … Damn straight, baby. Don’t fear the reaper(s). Especially when they are invisibly in love with love, even if it is their mission to distribute this bliss-kiss of death. Why fear death? Is there anything more seductive than the unknown mixed with a maybe/little bit/of pain?

    “It’s sad to think that some have almost
    no imagination at all” … Indeed.

    “imagination’s
    playground of
    limitless fruition” … Yum. That’s a fruit bowl I would like to get to the bottom of. 🙂

    “the greaTest
    Beauty
    of aging..
    is no longer
    hearing the
    tick tock of
    the clock” … You know it.

    “i adapt by dancing
    from middle core of balance” … OMG. I know running outside is supposed to be bliss, but it KILLS my knees. Now dancing, on the other hand, doesn’t hurt anything. It loosens ALL my muscles WHILE it tightens. And yes, dancing is the most fun AND quickest way to tighten your core, which helps alleviate pain … everywhere. Back, neck, etc. Even headaches. It’s the answer to so much pain. Loud music and movement. It’s the ultimate fix(er)ation.

    Love this:
    “aLL of language
    is siGn language”

    “Lore.. Love” … You are brilliant. How crazy close are those two words? And how often does love turn out to be lore? And maybe, from time to time, love invents itself out of its own fictions.

    “i’d rather dance
    than write” … Oh, I know, right?! Unfortunately, I have to be mindful of all the other ears in my household; otherwise, I’d ALWAYS be blasting my obnoxious music. 🙂 I’m quite certain my neighbors hate me.

    I really like this: “myth is
    domestication” … The opposite of “domestication is myth.” Because it’s not. Family and home … those are the ultimate truth, the most important reality. But at the same time, we also make our myths a kind of home away from home. This notion is gorgeous.

    Ooh, that Hailee song. Love it!

    • Hi Shawna.. so nice to see you
      in this part of LA
      Lower Alabama..
      Panhandle
      white beaches..
      of Florida.. the
      Flowery Easter
      place of
      Spanish
      Conquerers close
      to Pensacola.. originally
      the Indian name for the
      Hair People.. and
      in my case
      it migrates
      to the rest of
      my body with
      yes.. Indian
      Lore and Love
      hehe.. where
      else can i go
      with all of this..
      anywhere and that is the
      greaTesT thing about imagination
      it is no test at all.. just flowing letting
      it all go.. wherever the means is the
      ends are all the same as journey and
      endless
      paths every which way
      and loose baby..
      with those
      core muscles
      set free and all
      pain and tension
      gone
      in a dance of life
      with sure ear buds..
      as wife Katrina will not let
      the music go over 20 decibels
      or so of whispers in the dark..
      bright lights not allowed
      either.. in a home
      full
      of peace
      and quiet
      Katrina style..
      but sure the ear
      buds come in handy
      and rock and rolls me
      fine.. in mind of mine..
      and body
      too.. yeah
      baby..
      in balance
      Like a UniVerse
      on Fiery Center
      of
      Bliss..
      see ya
      later.. Alabama
      Girl.. and no i haven’t
      watched a college game.. now
      in forever.. but the SeMinOle
      SEAsON iS sTill on tHe DvR..;)

  11. Katie Mia says.. Natural lives..
    Katrina never wears makeup either..
    Skin can breathe better I guess..wink emoticon

    Himali says.. Same here ! Beauty lies in simplicity smile emoticon

    Katie Mia says.. Smiles.. Yes.. And Katrina says I take more time
    to get ready.. And true I am a slow bloomer.. But yes.. all natural
    here too.. As I will in honor of age wear grey hair..
    As well..smile emoticon!
    Oh yeah..
    And that
    shiny spot
    on the top of
    my head that connects
    me to Halo..wink emoticon
    And continuAlly I must add..
    I will always now wear the
    sun free on all of my gifts
    from God..smile emoticon

    Katrina and i
    get married on the River..
    zero cost.. and just a
    handful of friends..
    but it was real.. and
    still is.. after 26 years..
    that’s what counts
    in marriage.. the long
    run of it.. smiles.. not a hugely
    expensive wedding.. and a marriage
    that is based on stuff instead of feelings..
    that lasts a year or so.. i’ve seen that happen
    too many times.. marriage based on
    commercialism instead
    of real..smile emoticon

    http://decodinghappyness.com/2015/12/06/bucket-list-christmas-2015/

    Smiles.. Himali..
    yes.. if for Christmas
    always now the
    focus can be
    on food..
    shelter..
    family..
    strangers
    as friends
    and neighbors
    instead of
    no
    ones..
    the World
    will be on course
    as one tribe..
    instead of
    splinters
    iN
    fLesh
    tHorns
    without
    Roses..
    Love
    Comes
    First..
    Love iS
    tHe X
    mixxing as
    Christmas..
    ONeNow.. now
    Marks X.. wiLL
    Come Back..:)
    OBTW i wore
    my Grinch Shirt
    today..
    and that
    iS fun too..
    Dancing Grinch
    aLL over town..;)

    WeLL.. all thIs is fun.. and tIMe to blogpostit now..
    in “666 Months of LiGht”.. now that the wee
    hour of Midnight is
    coming soon.. for
    December 6th..
    and after
    that more fun photos
    coming to finish
    it out..
    and then
    copy and paste
    to my blogger blogs
    too.. faster with
    Slower Computers..
    and Broad Band
    connectivity
    most definitely
    yes.. as dreams are
    imagination
    and
    imaGiNation
    iS dream
    as ReAL..:)

    Oh.. the Grinch.. perhaps the best cartoon..
    to get across the always now
    True message of Christmas..
    Love.. Just Love.. before..
    during and aftermas..;)

  12. SOHEIR says:

    Hi Fred
    Just wanted to say Good morning

    • Hi.. my friend Soheir.. and it is indeed a bright.. cool..
      And beautiful SUNday morning that is additionally my 666th
      month of birthday.. in the land of Flowers that is Florida.. yes..
      that Birthday all humans who reach my age of 55 and a half years..
      share.. perhaps i am the only one who celebrates this day..
      but not many folks have a birthday connection of the Sixth
      day of the Sixth month of the Sixth decade to clue them in…
      haha.. with more smiles…

      But indeed.. i am a pattern and visual thinker as well as
      number thinker over word thinker.. and again..
      no verbal speech for me until after age 4..
      so my method of viewing the world is in
      deed different than most..
      and that is playing now
      in my unique expression of writing too..
      that is uncommon.. at least for someone from
      my little backwards town on the river.. a place of
      Southern drawl.. with little eloquence of poetry in words..

      However.. there are always exceptions.. and my Great Aunt Jettie..
      her father.. my Great Grandfather.. a self taught and bar passed
      lawyer.. spoke in prose and sing song way.. a joy to listen
      to for hours as she relates stories of her days..
      before complex culture and
      electronic entertainment..
      where the only communication devices
      in a living room is couch and chairs..

      So smiles.. welcome to my living room friend..
      one from the future now.. where we don’t have
      flesh and blood humans.. but we have photographs from life..
      and videos that express the culture passing.. and at hand as well..

      To worship God is to find poetry.. dance.. and song in all of Nature..
      and the flowers you bRinG to me.. mean a lot to me friend..
      as to worship God’s creation in balance as simple Love..
      or in poetry.. song.. and or dance..
      in ways that all naturally come is a
      pitcher and glass jar of Violet.. White..
      Red.. and Green Flowers that can last
      potentiAlly forever as long as human
      beings and servers live online…

      A place where first-hand accounts
      of life as people see it and feel it..
      come directly from mouth of spiRit
      HeArt and SoUl.. and stays that way
      relatively forever.. with no one
      tampering with original words..

      So what if i tale you
      the Spirit of Archangel Gabriel..
      Michael.. Rafael.. and Uriel and
      hmm.. and Lucifer..
      are all speaking through
      my fingers write now..

      Will you believe me.. sMiLes..
      that’s okay you will not have to.. ’cause..
      i am not a name person.. i am A HeArt.. SpiRit..
      and SoUl.. person.. with no limits or expectations
      other than what God gives me.. i claim not to know
      or feel.. the full beings of either Angels or God..
      in what one might metaphor as mind..

      But of course God is much more
      than human mind alone… and infinite
      and likely beyond that .. in human terms..
      as human terms are metaphors of reality
      and never the essence of reality alone..

      But WE try my friend..
      we move into a state of mind of
      trance not unlike Muhammad..
      we take our solitary nows..
      be it in a desert like
      Moses or Jesus.. a tree like Buddha..
      or an unlimited number of other areas of solitude..
      and this Beta to Theta wave mind of lucid dreaming
      in waking comes.. often early in the morning..
      after dreams of sleep end and
      dreams of morning begin..

      So true it is a happy morning..
      and you are indeed a gift to me friend..
      great and sAMe as any flower on earth..
      And although i cannot see you.. touch you..
      smell you.. taste you.. i heArt you friend..
      with SpiRit of SoUl.. not Much different
      than Muhammad receives signs from
      what he names as Archangel Gabriel..
      in the sands and stones of Cave then..
      i have your metaphor of name SOHEIR
      in writing.. as that relates to your being now..
      and can see that your last name is very much
      like my last name in spelling.. give or take a
      couple of letters.. now at this present time
      from the address bar of your website..

      But none of those symbols matter..
      i can feel your soUl.. spiRit..
      and heaRt just
      through the sign
      now that is surely
      A picture of flowers
      you give me when you
      come here each time..
      so perhaps God sends you
      to help me.. and there is no
      perhaps about that to me at all..
      there is nothing random about life..
      anymore than in a movie my friend..
      With God as the director.. and producer
      and we as the willing actors or Not of
      God’s show that we either watch from
      a distance or participate in more
      directly and the
      best worship
      of God is
      to play
      with
      God willingLY submitting
      now as floweRinG actors
      of God’s Play.. So my
      friend we are in this movie
      of Life together.. and theRe
      is no place
      like
      home
      of God’s movie
      togethEr WitH
      LOVE NOW..
      no matter distance
      or space.. there are no
      limits or expectations to
      eYes of
      God but
      now my friend
      in submission to
      what is.. and gratitude
      for the gift of what
      iS from
      GOD
      now..
      So i will end with a Good
      Evening to you in Egypt..
      but i will also always
      begin
      in the present
      of God
      that is
      the
      Gift
      of now..
      as well.. a flower
      that always exists
      with no beginning
      or end
      my
      friend..

      My plan was to publish
      last night before
      sleep but
      God sends
      me to bed to
      wait for the gift
      of flowers from
      you first
      and last
      my friend
      in time of now
      in God’s play of Love..:)

      And now off to publish..
      with more fun celebration
      photos coming from today’s
      Christmas
      Party
      at
      church..
      later.. after
      that ends
      and begins..;)

  13. SMiLes.. most dogs
    already live in Heaven..
    Often difficult for humans to
    see this as they are blinded by
    STUFF..
    Only a heartless person.. would
    suggest dogs don’t go TO HEAVEN..
    And highly unlikely those folks live theRe now..
    Love is what counts.. all else is empty words…
    less
    or
    more..
    Love is Heaven..
    Love is God..
    end and
    beginning
    of story..
    God is
    a Dog’s smile.. NOW..
    and sure.. more.. LOVE..
    I’M NO Catholic but i go never
    miss a Sunday there as they
    never send dogs away
    from heaven.. NOW..
    per Saint Francis
    of Assisi.. they
    still believe
    at least..
    in the
    real magic
    of God’s Love
    Gifted to Humans
    and Dogs alike when
    practiced as such.. Dogs..
    most often are holier than
    humans in ways of Love..
    as of course..
    WE at least..
    know and
    FEEL..
    IN FACT..
    PER SCIENCE
    OF REAL WILD
    WOLVES.. THIS
    IS APPLICABLE TOO.
    Anyway.. off to Love with
    God and Dogs at Church..
    Now.. Nice Niece Candy..;)

  14. So.. anyWay.. it appears
    theRe’s more to come
    after Holy Christmas
    Party day..
    at Catholic
    Church..
    as more
    comes now..
    and Church
    comes first
    as nows run
    out to
    publish
    for now..
    so sure..
    be back later
    tonight with those
    photos and who knows
    at least more words now
    in photos to publish then..;)

  15. ^^^

    OKaay..
    typical
    husband
    and wife selfie
    and the Church
    Christmas
    Party..
    next please..

    My Old Tennis Partner from high school..
    and hey it almost looks like i have TENNIS SHORTS
    on as they were always white too.. yes Monsignor Mike
    from the Catholic Church… also a top of the top 10 class dude..
    in the nerdy Beta Club too with me.. and yes.. i was number 11..
    out of a class of 381.. hmm.. the number 11 and 6 have been
    following me around.. most of my life.. it seems..

    And things are going to get
    more interesting up theRe.. per the next two
    Facebook profile photo status thingies.. wink emoticon…

    And yes.. here’s proof that 6 and 11 follows me around everywhere i go..
    even the grocery store..hehe.. and note the T-shirts of the last two photos..
    that says “i TRIPLE DOG DARE YOU”.. STRAIGHT out of the movie “A Christmas Story”..
    that seems like it’s been playing forever every Christmas Day as long as i can remember..
    where theRe is dare to stick a tongue out on a frozen pole.. to see if the tongue stays
    attached.. hmm… keep that in mind.. for ‘the next photo’.. if you will…wink emoticon

    Well.. i would say the Devil… Lucifer.. another Fallen Angel.. whomever..
    triple dared me to do this.. but no.. like Abe says.. i cannot tale a lie..
    a metaphor.. yes.. but black and white lie no.. so.. yes.. wife Katrina
    makes me stick my tongue out like this often.. and she says it makes
    her happy.. and what more can i say.. it is her call..
    not mine.. of course.. i do whatever it is she
    likes me to do.. on command of course..
    with Yes.. Dear.. whatever
    pleases you..
    is what you
    will get..

    Anyway..
    life is fun..
    life is briGht..
    and life is liGht for those who live as Love..
    and finAlly my “666 Months of LiGht” Blog post
    will be coming to a theater named Facebook..
    before the midnight hour comes and
    changes into the 7th instead
    of 666 Months from my Birthdate
    on the sixth day of the sixth month of the
    sixth decade of last Century.. and also my
    X-Catholic Priest.. Grandfather Leo’s 120th Birthday per..
    December 6th 1895.. oh numbers.. patterns.. and synchronicities
    are favorites of mind.. and no.. i did not play in the Band
    named KISS.. but with that said.. here is a little KISS
    to go along with ‘this photo’.. per Triple Dog Dare ya..
    with sMiLes.. again!…wink emoticon

    And Trust me.. you have no idea how
    HARD IT WAS to put all those holes
    in that tree.. without getting
    my tongue stuck in them..;)

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