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..:)
3291
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..:)
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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..:)
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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
More
coming again..
After the Rave Dance
of
celebrating 87 weeks of doing
that with all the cool college age
folks comes on Thursday Night..
with yes.. more fun dance photos
to be added here..
somenow near
the
wee hour
of
3 am..
after the rave
dance ends then..:)
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KATiE MiA FredericK!iI 
^^^
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..:)
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..:)
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..:)
Of course you are a good writer and I always enjoy what you write
🙂
Good evening ..in US and in Egypt ..
Smiles again.. My friend.. With wishes of pleasant dreams..:)
Thanks a lot
🙂
🙂
‘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 ..:)
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..:)
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..:)
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
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..
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..:)
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..:)
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..;)
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..;)
“Hair People” … I love that!
SEC Championship today; Roll Tide, baby 😉
Ha! I’ll probably get a glimpse of the game at the mall.. Yeah.. roll tidez..Ynot..;)
Rad. Well spread the word while you’re dancing and actin’ a fool out there in front of the masses. 😉 Add some “Roll Tide” moves to your repertoire.
Smiles.. I’ll do it.. At least once..;)
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..;)
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..;)
How beautiful:-)
Thanks a lot
Flower of God
comes in many
BEAUTIFUL
forms my
friend
but the
essence
is alWays
A FloWer
my friend
SOHEIR
RIVER
OF
GOD
MOVES
ON NOW
ALWAYS
MOVING
NEVER
ending..
story
NOW..:)
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..;)
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..;)
^^^
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..;)