Most all that arrives at my heARt now..
comes to print here..
now in only
approximation
of course
as words
will never come
close to equaling
God of Nature’s reality..
sure we can attempt to set
the world in concrete.. but
the world
is set
free in God
of Nature’s
SkeYes.. FREE..
Anyway.. i am so inspired
by people first and Nature
rest.. that often the headliners
of my next epic post come inspired
by words of others online..
but no.. of course online
is not all of life.
is it..
sure.. when one
scours the human environment
it is becoming more and more
it seems.. and E-world of
Humans instead
of Nature’s
touch to
six senses
of hearing.. seeing..
yes.. touch.. tasting
smelling.. and the new
science assessed 6th sense
of proprioception of where one’s
body is in distance and space
relative to the real
flesh and blood
Nature
balance
inside.. outside..
above.. so below
and all around..
sadly online
is really all about
seeing and hearing..
and that is not nearly what
life comprises when all intelligences
and the potential for many we do not even
recognize.. that truly exist now.. for only
some folks that expand their mindful
awarenesses into the realm of
art of being.. including
emotional intelligences
of infinite ways
of feeling emotions
along with the art of
movement or generally
dance and martial arts
that can be infinite too..
in scope and complexity
of what we can create to do
and not just be.. as stagnant
labels of human being..
hmm.. it seems so
many folks
wanna be
famous these
days.. without the
understanding of what that
wish would actually bring.. and
that is truly easy to see when one looks
at the problems of Hollywood stars.. Musicians
and all the other top dollar folks.. including Athletes
too.. who are the bringers of Sport now to tame a human
tribal way in safer activities than guns and nuclear bombs..
to the art of singing and dancing.. that inspire our inner emotions
to bring liGht into our life.. raising our SpiRit of emoTioNal HeARt
higher and higher in mirror neuron emotional contagion way
of affective empathy true.. where we feel more of life
both in senses and emoTioNs.. nuanced and
beautiful as they can be.. and sure this
includes sensuality/sexuality too..
as of course that is the driving
innate force of human
Nature survival
and all
animals
who
reproduce
to carry own on
this earth of tHeirs
and ours aLive for
more breathing
and existing
here on
this most
Beautiful terrestrial
plane.. at least where humans
are evolved to inhabit in their
innate skin of living breathing
homeostasis in animal way.. now..
One day if i keep going at this
rate i may write a novel of 40K words
or more.. just in stream of consciousness
writing BUT OH NO.. THAT AIN’T WHAT HUMANS ARE
STILL EVOLVED TO DO.. AND THERE IS A PRICE
FOR THAT I WILL PAY IN TERMS OF HEALTH OF
SITTING STILL NO MATTER HOW LONG I DANCE
AFTER I STAND UP.. AFTER 24 TO 48 HOURS
OF WRITING OR MORE..
SO STOP..
My body says no to that.. no matter how powerful
now the neurochemicals and neurohormones of human
potential in mind say GO GO GO.. GO GO GO.. now..
i have a rational mind that tales me.. stay stay stay..
at least long enough to retain
human balance in animal
homeostasis where
just to create
is not enough
and just to connect
online is not enough..
one must venture out into
the flesh world of Nature and
other Human Beings.. to fully Move..
Connect and Create as the God of Nature
evolves us still to be moving.. connecting
creating now.. more more more.. and away
from this new experiment of sitting still
and working in a virtual world so
far away from other
incredible human
intelligences
that are not
even being touched
at all when we sit here
online and waste them away
in human epigenetic potential
LOST LOST LOST.. YES. LOST..
HUMAN BEING DOWN THE
TOILET BOWL OF
ONLINE
ONLY..
HMM.. warning for me
yesterday.. is when i leaned
down with my left hand to sit
and rise from my Cadillac of office
chairs designed to sit for 8 hours
or more.. of plus 250 LB humans
with really thick chrome metal
arms.. Industrial style
in office as it were
before i broke
the dam left
arm of my chair off
again.. now.. granted i
do leg press half a ton twenty
five times.. and bicep curl over
200LBS easily with arms fully
employed at gym.. but still
it is the amount of time
of sitting in this
chair and getting
in and out of it..
that creates the wear
and tear to break a arm of
chrome thick metal steel.. two
times now in 6 months.. welded
by professionals last time.. scheduled
to get re-welded again now.. so yeah..
even though i dance around 166 miles
a month all around the public.. i must escape
this chair more during the day now of all hours..
and my cholesterol testing shows a rising issue
with that too.. as well as active blood pressure..
that is rising somewhat too.. the
bio-feedback is in.. i don’t
wanna end up like Moby
the Cat who just smiles..
loves.. and eats..
i must move like
a feral cat more..
to more fully connect
and create in the real
Flesh and Nature world Now..
So back to my other world of flesh and blood
now.. i suppose i continue to gain the status of
legend.. by what i do.. in dance.. instead of who
i am as Fred.. yes the dancing guy legend stories
continue to come in.. as two of the bathrooms are
broken at Old Seville Quarter last night with
a very long line to get to the urinals
of relief.. and as with most males..
no.. no words allowed
in bathrooms.. get
it.. get out and
that’s it..
but last night
was an exception as
a group of about 7 or 8 guys
wanted to know all about the history
and more of the so-called dancing
legend of P-cola Florida.. and
then when i was getting
ready to leave the
parking lot..
a dude getting
in his car spotted me.. runs
over and taps on the passenger
window of my car saying.. hey man can
i please get a selfie with you.. i’ve been
seeing you dance for like 6 years since i was
18 and have always wanted to meet you.. please..
please.. please.. hmm.. okay that’s how legends
and even myths about folks flow harder
as first it is one year.. two years.. of
dancing.. now 2 and a half.. and
someone else adds in
another three and
a half to make
it 6 years
of dancing
free and wild
and notable enough
to crave a selfie autograph
with said legend.. and anyway..
the prospect of fame.. is a sour taste
to me.. as that is the last place one can be
truly free.. and have fun.. and be noticed for what
they do.. instead of who they are.. so dancing legend
dancing guy of the P’cola metro area.. will continue to
be enough for me.. as i control the fanfare.. and no
one can close me in.. in a small box
of publicized fame..
and plus
i am a sacred
clown and or fool
overall as my current
assigned role in destiny
now.. and what i do.. to serve
the God of Nature is now between
God and me.. and no other frigging
employer.. so while some folks are working
hard for bucks.. for fame.. or the weekend
i am frigging working
ALL FOR NOW..
HOLDING NOTHING
BACK EXCEPT FOR THE
HINTS GOD GIVES ME ALL
INNATE.. INSTINCTUAL AND
INTUITIVE LIKE FRIGGING
BREAKING THE LEFT
ARM OF MY HEAVY
DUTY INDUSTRIAL
OFFICE CHAIR
FOR SITTING
STAGNATING
PER MOST SENSES
AND EMOTIONS OF HUMAN
BEING.. as yes.. i am only frigging
human and i get no special passes for
anything in life.. but it does feel good to have
both females and males now.. by the scores
when i go to the public dance hall.. hi-
five me and say the most common
phrase i hear
of
DUDE
YOU ARE
AWESOME..
and keep in mind
if one reads me before
very much.. that i once
was a shut-in in my home
for 66 months.. only escaping
in severe pain with shades on..
sitting in my car at Super-Walmart
wishing.. i could go in there and
just be a frigging participating
human being like
everyone else
in the world..
while Katrina
shops back then..
So now i dance
the Lesson and
Revelation of 66 months
of pain for me is Dance
SinG and
F in
work
for
NOW..
So.. just now returning to this
computer for this.. after Yellow
boy grabbed my arm with his sharp
claws while i was reviewing what
i did last night by way of current
‘Atlas Danced First’ Post..
as after several cloudy
and rainy days
he knows
and feels
where the place
he must be is at..
and that is on the
patio relaxing in both
shade and sun free..
as the Sun gives life
to us.. and to
avoid it
is to
wither
away too..
even for human
beings.. with all our
clothes and other illusions
of culture that set us so far
away from God’s Nature iN
uS as Wild And Free Beings
no better than another animal
of this earth.. but of course so far
removed and worse off than most wild
animals in ways of Nature in moving
connecting creating intelligences that
modern schools and standard IQ
rarely touch.. including
all sensory.. sensual
and emotional
intelligences
and the
Existential
one’s of connection
with the God of Nature
as well.. that are a synergy
of all above.. to create the whole
of uS to work for now.. with GOD
JUST
NOW..
i will be visiting dVerse
online Thursday themed link
about writing now directly
about images.. later after
i visit a few blogger friends
to get inspired about what they
are currently writing.. to add more
here.. but this time early.. i already
know and feel what the title
of this next post
will be.. yes..
‘WORKING FOR NOW’
WITHOUT hopes for fAMe
and money.. just for
working for now and
beinG pArt of
NoW.. Free
and Wild
as God of Nature
WiLL have Nature’s
Children Wild
and FREE
aLive
NOW..:)
1737
http://freeversenudepoetry.blogspot.com/2016/01/atlas-danced-first-free-verse-nude.html
Facebook Friend Rafiah says..
Nana Abu receiting and explaining Zarb e kaleem
is the greatest thing ever. It takes very special people
to understand the poetry of Allama Iqbal and it takes
even more special people with very
special heart to feel his poetry.
i say..
http://www.amiqbalpoetry.com/2012/11/the-morning-sun.html
i found this one about the Morning Sun..
and it certainly rings true to me..
as in the morning sun in
the specter of the
Forest behind
my back door..
of walls and ceilings..
all the answers of God
are there just waiting for
me to see and feel.. once
they come as one
wITh
me
as
Nature Free..
but no words can
truly contain this
free.. as contain
is prison and God’s
Nature lives free iN
uS when
Free and
WiLd as
the rest of Nature
of course.. all the
answers for God
above.. so below..
inside outside.. aLL
around us
Nature
FReED..:)
1889
Consistency.. the pill
for fear.. the
cure..
creativity
just doing
something
new..
hmm..
people get all
freaky when exposed
to something new.. unless
they themselves go down
the path
less driven
by others
in so
many ways..
some folks feel it their
duty of tradition and acceptance
to do it all the consistent way..
others
get
bored and
make a new path..
another human journey
unbundles unpacks
iN epigenetic
SpRing
a new human
way is born alive
so free.. now.. and
breezy.. the wind
of all directions become us.. now..
and yeah.. of course the man reason
that republicans push limits on
female reproduction..
along with
all other patriarchal
ways.. is fear of being
man.. and taking the full
responsibility of meeting the
demands of a woman truly free..
most men are terrified by truly free
women.. but many countries do not
allow truly free women
to be themselves
so they marry
disgruntled
and Nature gets
the final say.. as most
often.. when pregnant women
are disgruntled or forced into
institutional rape.. the
stress during
pregnancy
in hormonal
in-utero way..
just
creates more
weak males
or no
males
at all..
Nature gets her way
either by metaphor of
the womb
or timid
males..
and the cycle goes
on.. until women become
free enough to choose who
they want to freely procreate
with or not procreate at all..
and just
do other
creating
stuff.. to
help the species
survive.. but anyway.. the
cat is out of the cage.. there ain’t
no turning back now.. women
for the most
part are
becoming
FREER ALMOST
EVERYWHERE
WE
SPEAK..
sMiLes..
i Love Free Women
but.. no.. i ain’t scared..
’cause i am
a FREE
MAN
without
silly fears..
as i know and
feel what women
TRULY WANT..
TO BE
FREE
IS IT..
JUST FREE
LIKE US AND
ME.. SO FREE..:)
2195
SMiLes.. a great philosopher..
probably.. hundreds.. thousands..
and billions of ‘philosophers’ once
said.. then and now..
Love is never now
as strong as it is
when lost.. now..
Loving
now.. now..
is the greatest
Love.. as Loving
now.. now..
is never now..
lost tomorrow..
as now is tomorrow
too.. and yesterday doesn’t
matter when Love iS Loving Now..
In other words.. when Love is Lost
People pay attention to Love now..
Loving Now
solves that
problem now..
but Now.. now
iS the practice
of Love Now..
that counts
when now
successfully employed now
as a way of life.. now in other
words.. words are not enough..
Doing Love now.. is all that
truly counts now.. whether
remembered as now lost
or Loving
Now.. now..
continuAlly
now.. now. now..
anyWay.. Love
iS Strange
Love iS
Real
and Love
CAN BE..
ALwAYS NOW..:)
2336
Next stop now..
dVerse with
the direct
describing
imaging
prompt
from
Thursday..
time for
a few
and gym
calls
then..:)
ImagiNation..
visual images
created and remembered
in mind that some of us
can count on.. but some
of us.. as science and
others tale in
words alone..
are not
images
that they
can see with
eye’s mind
iN view..
Never a word
person myself until
recently as far as thinking
goes.. reading plenty but
visual images.. patterns.. are my forte.
Interestingly enough.. some folks
navigate the world in words of
guiding through
and for others
an iron cross
can take one farther
iN iMages than the longest
locomotive
words
known
as print..
so.. sure..i’m waiting
patiently for 6 to 99..
guaranteed to come..
as pictures tale more
words than mind
will
ever say..:)
*
Grey crawling ash bark
driving branches.. touching
skies.. rain calling..
Tree reaches up
now for Sun..
fAlling behind
clouds.. hope
rotting..
roots
SinG
back..
sky responds..
rains Free Sun..:)
*
Lillies.. Roses.. flowers
all.. color human
emotions.. petaLed
strong..
fading
falling
petals now
make room for
other colors
Life..:)
Trees of night
live liGht
in shadows
of greater
bright..
roots
dig
deep in
hidden life..:)
A skip and jump
out of sequential
order to Shawna’s
place before
it morphs
into
whom
ever’s
place..:)
Books dream
in carpet
hAirs
cat
snores..
Sun shines
out.. book
screams..:)
Back in sequential
order for now..
*
Facebook photos stagnaTinG
never changing profile
ways.. all days
change
picture
real now
and make
i what i is
now.. never
afraid
to be
now.. i..
wheRe aLL
now i KNow/FEEL
that matters.. now..:)
*
Beach Life.. after
glow.. washing away
all reminders on us
oF
earth..
iroNic..
dusTing
liFe now
iN ground..
uS.. oFF..:)
SUn sHades..
SuN BaThes..
CaT pAws
SinG
sUn
cLaws
sPlay
cAt
SmiLes
SuN WHoLe..:)
Eight is enough for now..
and sure.. regarding the
asterisks for places
where my longer
play was not
welcome
before..
some folks play
short and light..
some folks
play long
and hard..
others make rules
and try to fit others
in molds.. not everyone
can get the attention span
of JOB
until
they go
to hell.. and
learn a little
patience
in heaven
and learn how
to work long
and hard
to make
the best of
all that exists
as now.. so in other
words.. i could spend 30
seconds or so and do the
brevity thingie.. that is
the new twitter way
of most all
that comes
into human
minds now..
or go deeper
harder and have
a metaphorical
human orgasm
of now
always..
in UniVerse
of MiND.. Quantum
released and unleashed
to do more.. than 30
second poetry
here
and there..
pLeasing the
audience
of
brevity
theRe..:)
5:25 pm..
Anyway.. the truth
is.. after spending
almost always now
online during
my illness
from
November
26th.. 2010..
then.. until
July 22nd or
so of 2013..
rising up
on the
beach
and
dancing
real life again..
yeah.. the phoenix
thingy applies
specificAlly
here.. what
i learned
very well
in those
first
three years..
is online ain’t a
place to make real friends
in the touchy feely way of life..
no matter how hard one tries.. most
often.. although rare exceptions do
come here and now.. yeah.. i can
name.. maybe.. less than 20 out
of 100K or so.. compared
to thousands in
the real
fleshy
world
of past
and present..
where i can actuAlly
reach and touch folks
with eyes.. dance..
or song.. now..
yeah.. eYes
with shades
don’t really
do the trick
so dance.. SonG
and sMiLes must
suffice for now..
at least.. well..
anyway.. the flesh world
is where we meet friends most
often that last.. if we become
Superman online or cater to the
lowest common denominator we
can buy likes
and favorites
online..
but nah..
i can’t
play that shallow
game of life.. where i
never even dip into
the human
pARt
at aLL.. i
must dive
deeper..
and
skim
past the
shalLow
Life now..
i could make
100 links of poeTry
out of just one epic
post here.. but why
do a hundred
when
1 WiLL
do for
me at least..
brevity as epic
works for me..:)
5:31 pm…
Back at
11:34 pm..
Hmm.. one more
poem.. from Shawna..
didn’t see the link
before.. but read
it anyway.. before..
and blog gone now.
so i’ll skip to
that first..
Oh.. poem
connections
high.. low..
spreading out
and in.. writing
completely satisfying..:)
okay.. back in
sequential
order now..
Water flows
dePenDinG nOne..
flows Water..:)
SKating SpiRaLinG
ice cuts
pond
sheds
silver
duSt..:)
Rusty memories of paint
peeling off aluminum
anything.. scrape
paint.. and
peel again..
cycles
human
made
entropies..
rust or not..:)
Crystal moon..
Winter deLight
shining
briGhter
haze
Summer
Dreams..:)
SaiLinG.. air birds
taKing fliGht..
oars
roWing..
sunliGht
soaRing
hiGher
never
heaRinG
words at aLL..:)
Get an iMac
one’ll never
go back..
now so
confident
anYone wITh
computer problems
doesn’t have iMac..
Micro
soft..
bLues..:)
7 here..
now sleep..
12:29 pm
1302016..:)
Back at 8:33 am..
with 26 more to go..
to get all caught up!..;)
Iron of past
so secure and
true.. butterfly wings
say false.. all is change
and potential
new..:)
Oh my God..
that’s why i hate
form poetry.. it’s
like birthing the
same baby
over and
over again..
ad nauseam..
essence is cool..
now when Quantum
mind is unleashed
and released.. essence
free of prison form hell..;)
Side note here.. this is what
i love most about random
poeTry all over
online wherever
i go.. my mind
is a UniVerse
inside free
now when
unscathed by
limitations and
expectations of cultures
and others imprisoned by
what comes before.. now
don’t get me wrong
what comes before
is mighty cool..
but what
comes new..
that’s the REAL
MAGIC of Creativity..
and it dam sure don’t
come in paint by numbers
style alone.. Allone is
taking it all in
consideration..
from allthatis..
letting all
that go..
and
just floWing
the tides and
rivers.. streams
and oceans
in fields
of consciousness
both visible and
invisible to us
in planning
awareness
freer
in
mindful
awareness total..
human Quantum
miNd and boDy
iN balance
unleashed
and released
wheRe the new
stuff comes out
more and more
as nows
go
by..
yes.. truly
like a mind
orgasm it is..
where below
comes above..
with aLL
iN
synch..
hmm.. looking
for a song.. now
i feel the one
for this
segment
of
open
flow
Ocean
poeTry
FREE!..:)
Side note ends..
Canines.. oh.. so sharp
sinking.. SinKing
apex predator
so free..
short
hunts
grocery
store steak
captures blood..
flesh so rare and fat..;)
Oh.. the glory
oh.. the peace
iF IsiL sword
swingers
wILL
replace swords
with bats and
just
play
BALL!
instead
of human
heads.. ugh..
dum humans..
without tribal sports..;)
side note..
#dumhumans
side note ends..
sidenote begins again..
a very taling note on the
state of mindheart
of many poets..
online and
off.. is the
melancholy mostly
‘present’.. now..
and yes..
been theRe
and dOne
the dArk
pArt all
too bLack..
and understand
the hatred of joy..
and probably why my
happy parTy doesn’t get
too many melancholy poet
visits here.. with my
celebration of my
liFe iN
360 degrees
of supeRJOY
HERE..
anywWy
there was a
prompt on humor
at dVerse one time
and suddenly all the
creative minds went
blank as they
couldn’t
figure
out
how to
write about
the emotion
of human humor..
oh my GOD.. can’t ya
see anything.. ironic..
saracastic.. satirical
about the insanity of
the world we live
in.. where
some folks
make a man
an only God
man.. and others
make a man the last
prophet of the entire
trillions or so stars
of Universe.. with all
God’s other creatures
to bow down
before
these
two
folks.. message
from God.. where
words are just
symbols
and God
iS
so much
MORE IN ESSENCE
OF ALL THAT IS.. EVEN
iN THE TINY EYE OF A
HUMAN AIDED TELESCOPE
NOW.. HUMANS ARE
SOCIAL ANIMALS
MORE THAN
INTELLECTUAL
ANIMALS.. LET’S
FACE THE FACTS
AND AS YOU KnOW
AND i FEEL EMOTIONS
ARE PARAMOUNT TO
HUMAN HAPPINESS
AND SUCCESS
iN SOCIAL
LIFE..
but the problem
is humans are ignorant
of reality when it comes
to social acceptance.. they
will believe FUCKING ANYTHING
to be accepted by the tribe..
words are dangerous..
Love is real..
Common Sense
iS contagious
when humans
put tHeir
feeling and
thinKinG caps
on and get
unhosed
by lies
of the
past..
to control
and subjugate
humans through
illusory fears
and promises.. for
status.. power and
material gains.. to
collect enough subsistence
to make sure tHeir kiddies
get all the spoils and riches
of the raping and pillages of
someone else’s home of free..
but these are the psychopathic
leaning humans among us.
problem is getting
gullible
humans
to understand
the difference
between the God
of Nature Truth
and LiGhts that
each individual iS
gifted from birth
to discern verses
cold and psychopathic
leaning lies of F in
Control.. Freaks
after power..
spoils..
and
raping
someone
else for more..
including mother
earth as whole..
to F in
Kill
the whole
human
race
for selfish
purposes of
devil’s eyes…
side note ends
again.. for now..;)
It’s surprising i have
any friends at all..
as i refuse
to lie
to God
or me
or anyone
else.. as what
i for one am here
for is to spread
truth and liGht
no matter
how un
comfortable
it may be
to hear
and absorb
but the truth
is the truth
and liGht
WiLL set
ya free
in God’s
Kingdom
of heaven
iN aLL oF
God’s Nature
manifest iN uS
for Now.. the first
step to freedom iS
escaping the lies of
the past.. and then
creating something
new with God’s
gift of moving
connecting and
creating for God’s
children once again
free and wild
unshackled
from
lies
of before..
the golden
age of knoWinG
Truth and LiGht
of God of Nature
that is hear now..
for those who listen
to aLL those iN the
kNow and Feel of
THAT..
IT’S ALL OVER
CULTURE.. FOR THE ONE’S
WHO DARE TO GO THERE.. POP
MUSICIANS.. AND OTHER ARTISTS
GET IT.. SPREAD IT.. AND ARE
JUST WAITING FOR
SOMEONE
TO
GET IT
TOO..
JUST TO
BE NICE..
AS THEY ALREADY
GOT IT.. AND JUST
WANNA SHARE TO ALLOW
OTHER FOLKS PASSAGE
TO
HEAVEN
NOW..
sadly that
freedom terrifies
some folks enough
where they
are willing
to kill other
folks and remain
now in hell instead
of going to heaven
now.. ignorance
iS insanity..
bliss
iS kNowledge
and feeLinG
of what iS
REAL AS
TRUTH
AND
LIgHt
for each
human to individuAlly
discern with the gift
of eYes from God aLL
innate.. instinctual
and intuitive living
as God inside
uS Now!
juSt
Now!..:)
yeah.. sidenotes
come in particles
waves and fields
of three
iN OCEAN
TRUE AND
LIGHT
AS
WELL..
FOR now gOne..:)
Human boarded homes..
floors old.. human
old in age.. but
still new in feat
of young.. where
55 year old
floors
will
crash
to earth
from 55 year
old feats of
feet still groWinG
Stronger with God’s
relative free wIll
gifted iN uS.. we
come crashing
ahead
with
new
liGht
of Strength
and Love for Joy’s truth..:)
Another quick side note..
A Poetry ‘professor’ once
visited me and phrased
her guidance first
with i don’t
wanna rain on
your party BUT..
first clue she
ain’t happy
and i am..
and then she
says.. more than
14 lines must be
single spaced
according
to ‘THE
RULES’ of
poetry and
ya.. got
too much emoTion
going on here.. and
haha.. i’m thinking..
hey baby.. if ya ever
go to hell and get out
ya will understand and
FEEL THIS MUCH AND
DO THIS
MUCH TOO..
WITHOUT SIDE
WALKS OF HUMAN
BEINGS TO TAKE
YA BACK TO
CONCRETE
HELL..
lesson learned
for me.. lesson
feeling for others
likely still coming
in God’s GREAT NOW..:)
yes it was quick.. took
30 seconds to type
it.. might take
more than
a minute
to read iT
though..;)
side note ends again..
and the pARty stays ONE!..:)
Bright eyed peaches
desKing miNd/boDy
heArts
creativity
@school..
cogs now
machines
@work..
prey
hoping
one now
peach wiLL
stop rotting
and ripe again..
moving.. connecting
creating fruition aLive..:)
yeah.. another side note..
leaving school with
three degrees..
briGht eYed
and busy
talEd..
waiting
to create
a world.. ugh..
job prospects
outside of
office
work
few..
minimum wage
liGht in Military
Government Bowling
Center work.. meet
100k or so flesh
and blood humans
over around two
decades..
each human
a UniVerse
within of
experience
to know and
feel.. all those
interactions treasure
UniVerse Whole of meNow..
UniVersity of Bowling
Two decades almost
spent.. greaTest
education
ever for
a human
now..
and then theRe
was/iS gym.. and dance
hall.. beach and all the
other churches and
Universities
of God’s
Nature
True in
liGht of
all Natural
prowess of strength..
human.. art and wisdom
true in liGht for then
and alWays
now..
it’s the
pARt ya take
with ya so far
away from work
of machine and
textbooks
of school..
if i am a FKing
genius it is more
because of the humans
in the Bowling Alley
than any school
or actual
technical
work
i’ve
ever
done.. the
human heARt says
more than any other
art of science now..
experience of wisdom
and love.. in Truth
and liGht is
the way
that
keeps
giVing
inFinity
NOW alWays..:)
and side note
ends again..;)
um..
plums
are not
enough..
bers..;)
pAint on paint off..
was off wAx on..
art iS iN
new
strOkes
bRushing ‘fences..
fenCinG sWords..:)
side note..
#iMFkINGbriGht ..;)
ends stARts..
back to dVerse
now..
*
Imagery poeTry
iS kinda nice
but iF there
ain’t no
deeper
meaning..
i’d rather
iMagine wITh eYes..
Nature iS better
but i’ll
settle
4
crisp
clean
iPhone6S
photo(s)..
ugh.. words
without
deeper
meaning..
just concrete..
more or less to me..
but sure.. concrete
status.. great.. for
metaphor
scare..:)
sidenote.. yep..
Seriously.. the challenge
is as old as humanity
now.. MOST always
the conservative
natures against
the liberal natures
of uS.. some see
concrete.. some
see metaphors..
some afraid
of naked
some
unclothed..
bottom line
is some scaRed
some fearless..
i WONE..fearless
and liberal MInD
AND BOdY FREE
BALANCE..
now.. fish
out of
conservative
poetry schools
online.. the little
nippy bully fishies
bit at me.. until
i said F it..
yes.. Fred it..
i am
free..
naked..
liberal.
OPEN MIND
AND BODY
BALANCed..
wiLd hUman
SO FREE AGAIN!
side note
ends..;)
yeah.. sure..
i’m preAching
to the choir
oF me..
but iT
iS me
that liVes
so free and wiLd..:)
side notex2ends
again..
Essence
oF tea
Feels..:)
side note..
(:..this is the
most boring
prompt of
all.. FOR
A naturAlly
visual
THiN
KinG
person
like me
but..oh..
challenge
so GREAT!.;)
Seriously.. some
folks navigate
the world with
words.. and
do not
see images
like some
of the rest
of us.. DO..
namely
the liberal
among us over
conservative
iN ways
of
seeing
more iN
life.. iT
iS challenge
of Nature
continUinG
as uS..
iN Us..
spectrum..
variety..
of challenge
and ease in flow
of images.. words..
senses.. sensualities..
feelings.. and so much MORE!..:)
side note ends..
*
Ah.. so many guidelines..
books.. and other online
help guides for publishing
books.. oh.. so much brown
nosing.. to get another
look.. so many
empty
platitudes
to stroke egos
to get another
like and another
look.. oh the
world of
commercials
has invaded
poeTry land..
thanks God..
i am
free and
not a
shallow
point
of that..
in online bricks..
of wall that has
no escape
but more
brown
nosing
to go..
but still..
oh.. you inspire
me so.. as i am
working for now..!
and no FKing
pubFishing
print..;)!
another note..
Anonymous AsteRisk
poeTry inspiration
is so dam cool..
as ya can
say what
eva’ ya
want
and
not worry
about butt
hurtt sore
folks..;)
[/giggle}:
FloWeRed
earth
tRagic
pot…
Asphalt
humans..
road
play
prey
road kill
spells
hU
man
dooms…
Houses fade
in Summer Sun
pyramids
fall
to
Star dust..
Birds play
alive
in
Tree homes..
knowledge
feels
lives
free..:)
Ghost homes
on dimly lit
streets..
waiting
for
soUls
to enter
again..:)
liFe Door..
never ceaSing..
now
open
asKing
onenowforever
more
everfornowone..:)
Book signed by
Pope.. XPriest
Grandfather’s
Book.. Yellow
Boy sits
atop
book..
wife
says
scram..
i say..
if Yellow
Boy is not
that book
there is no
God but pages
in a book.. that’s
a parable my friend
and more than
simple
imagery
reServed
for now..:)
Meaning and Purpose
iN sacred fishing
boat of liFe..
Sacred aLL
aLL fish
caught..
Virgin
or
Not.. sMiles..:)
(:..yeah.. that’s
a parAble.. 2..;)
ALLuRe oF innocence
pInk petaLed
floWers noW
oF yoUth
aLiVe..
never
gro
WinG
cOlder
spiRit
floWinG
FreEr NOw..:)
Ugh.. money
pit homes..
remind uS..
tenants
upon rent
Home Earth..:)
Ah.. i guess you accidentAlly
lInked your first one as the
second one in the
lIink page..
but at least
one person
found the
new one
and now me
too.. hmm..
funny how
easy most
folks give up
these days..
lesSon of
JOB goes
a long way
to search a little
longer for success.. but
anyWay.. back to the
current one..
yeah.. potatoes
can be boring
but they
sure
do fill
up tummies
more than
colorful
fruits
and veggies..
potatoes.. always
the common man
staple.. of life..
so filling
and feeling too
in comfort food way..
and humans are like
that too.. it is often
the brown paper
bag humans
that touch
us the
most
on sidewalk
streets.. at least
those of us with
brown
paper
heaRts
my friend..
Victoria..
stores no cOld..:)
Note.. i went on a little
longer here than
usual..
as i predict
there will
be no
plastic
bags
to follow..;)
Old homes
across tracks
of trains..
where
porches
live.. extincting
being human..
AC rules..:)
WeLL.. my friEnd
almost at the
end Lynn..
i wrote
37 poems
to get here
and it was
worth it
just to see
the shape of
your snow
drift
words..
now on to
39 as the sNow
of me
drifts
oN..;)
P.S..
Poe
Try
Hob
by
that
never
ends..
free..
easy
peacey
breezey
wiNds..
forty
iS juSt
anotHeR
one oF
mY favorite
numBers to
eNd anD beGiN aGaiN..:)
OMG..! thanks so much!
i keep hoping to remember
to change the year and
a half blades out
on my
2 0 1 4
Honda
Civic
EX
Coupe..
aLL Blue
Onyx..
with
raindrop
smears
blocKing
storm View..
ha! maybe
you saved
my life..
with
juSt
aN
iMageRy
poem..;)
Well.. that
makes a total
of 40 with the
double hit on
Lynn’s poem..
and of course
OG.. more
with all
my side
note poems
including this
one.. hehe..
poetry done
now.. for
dVerse forms
until Monday..
more writing to come..
but it’s now to get out
in the flesh and blood
world.. and
DANCE BABY
DANCE FREE
OF INK AND PENS
AND HARDWARE TOO..;)
12:123 pm..
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yeah.. God
rewards me by
the hoUr
foR
noW..;)
A tear
of freedom
is aLL iT takes…
Yes.. it took precisely
230 minutes to complete
this last segment..;)
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Hi.. gigoid.. thanks for coming by..
just back from working out.. and
sleep will be coming soon for me too..
enjoy your recharge.. i plan a full
night of sleep as well..
compared to last
night of dance..
for sure..:)
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Work-out shirt photo..
SpRinG back again..
coming this weekend
warm is always
possible
in North
Florida
way
of
change..:)
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From Google Plus..
Victoria says..
I enjoy your poetic
comments.
Thank you Freddie.
i say..
SMiLes..
you are always
welcome Victoria..:)
i say now..
#alwayslearningsmalltalk ..;)
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SMiLes.. friend gigoid..
Nature Kills
Nature Loves..
Nature Laughs
Nature Plays
Nature Purrs
Nature Creates
an inFinite numBer
of poems through human
too.. Emotional Intelligences
Number IQ.. Moving Art
of Dance.. Ballet
and Martial Arts
too..
more we
gAiN more
oUr relatively
infiniTe human
potenTial intelligences
the more one sees God
aS magiC
cenTeRed
iN bEinG
and balanCe
liVinG iS As Us..
but true iT seems
theRe are the chosen
ones.. who figure thiS
out by choosing
themselves
and finding
God
iN
Center
play moVinG
connecTinG
creaTinG
repeaTinG
iN no necessary
order.. expand for more..
Some UniVerses keep
expanding some fAll
back.. but my my
to have
some
choices
iS maGic
iN
deed
for what
iS credible
for MAgic
God
iN
aS
uS..
God or NatUre
makes no difference
the maGiC iS thE sAMe
when experienced asOne..
Been to both places now..
one iS a concrete boX
iN liFe.. tHe otheRs
hAve no
liMits
aLiVe..
now..
as ART..
and that’s
all theRe is.. is
now.. any
way..
for now..
Zombie Apocalypse
or alive in moving
connecting and
creating
ways
as GOD
now iN aS uS..
Nature sounds so
much prettier and uglier too..
but no one ever said God iS FAir
or knowledgeAble or perfect
except iN illusions
of huMan
eYes..
that see
perfect
when
perfect
is heLL..
below the
practice oF
tApEsTrY noWaRt..;)
SMiLes.. AlWays a pleaSure to visit
here in all the free floWing
work you do to
add Truth and
liGht
iN ways oF
ancient and modern Love
and Wisdom.. there just
ain’t nothing like
iT most
other
places
i go.. my friend..
so yes.. a treaSure
remains
here..
for now..:)
#notalwayslearningsmalltalk ..;)
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Hi Friend Zee.. all essence of Art..
Human heArt.. iN SpiRit reAching
out to Grow.. not folLow..
and that is mostly
the problem with
school and work..
maKinG humans
now into
computers..
cogs in machines
to suit society and
now basic
subsistence
needs.. it’s
a scary
thOught
trUly not
to have
the time to
a write a poem
in a month’s demand
of school or work.. or
painting either.. as deliGhtfuL
iN color and dArk oF umbrella
sHade from colors iN liFe
as you paint ‘above’
my friend..
but sure
i wandered the
desert of no creativity
from age 13 to 53.. with
little respite from a culture
demanding me to be
more machine
than human
now then..
the metaphors
for the Matrix
and Terminator
series of movies
are no myth
they are
real
now.. prophet
movies of wheRe
humans are now..
then too.. but more
so.. so much more so
now.. until we escape
the science of culture
and are
just free
again..
to move..
connect
and create..
as that is what
eliminates the
black umbrella
of culture
that
covers
the colors
of the wind
that paint
so beautifuLLy
when free flows uS..:)
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https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/01/29/significance-of-human-being/
From
last
year..
sTill
applicable now
tommorownow
as well.. of course..;)
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Haha.. Shawna..
you know that song..
you light up my life..
you light up my
brain.. brains
of a feather
stick togetHer..
but i’m not gonna
say it
like
it was
orginAlly
statEd..
heheR..
as usual…
Yeah.. this Innate
Autism and Bi-Polar
stuff is really hard when
one is in mainstream
society..
but haha!
when free
it’s super
hero
stuff..
but more
like legend
not being afraid
to JUST BE ME..
man.. i wish you could
be just you.. in the flesh life
as you do it OH SO WELL.. ONLINE..
and that’s where i starTed
so let it be written
so let it
be done..
i made myself
into a mythical creature
first.. and i manifest as
the dancing
guy in
real life..
and the martial
arts dude.. and
the dude that
presses
half a ton
with his legs..
DREAMS COME TRUE..
all i wanted in life was
friends.. and i feel
like i have a few
plus my wife
now..
so mission fully
accomplished..
dancing and
poeTry
is just
icing
that made
the cake come true..
Love you friend..
i’m glad
you
came
my way..
and now off to
visit your blog
with my
fingers
crossed
that it
stays
there by
the now i get there
now.. so off to Shawna’s place..:)
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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pineal_gland
OMG..! Shawna..!
one of my
favorite
subjects..
my
pineal
gland..
and for folks
who don’t know/FEEL iT..
that’s in the upper head..
yes.. as you kNow.. cut and
paste coming for thiS.. hehe..
and DMT.. OMGx2.. the
spirit molecule
isS alwWys
riSinG me
uP when i
sinG and dance..
some folks get
easier access
and i got
some
at 21..
and now i have
an all natural prescription
focused more by new electronic
music and trance dance HIGHER
AND HIGHER.. without substance
drugs.. and seriously
most everynow i dance
i have folks begging
me for whatever
i’m on.. and
i just tale
’em dance
baby.. 166.66
miles a month
and you can
have this
alWays
now too..
A dancer moving
with savage grace
like dancing girls
in ancient Egypt am i..
and hell yah.. males did
it more than women..
back when
being
naturAlly
hiGh
was the
iN FEELinG
to do to connect
God oF allthatis
ONE ONE ONE..
LIKE YESHUA…
sure he danced almost
as much as me.. or more..
in the desert sands of balance
my friend.. where each gRain
of sand
iS UniVerse
to dance on
hiGher and
hiGher with
eYes oF God..
if i could bottle what
i feel like inside.. when i dance
so free and wild.. i could make
a trillion dollars and feed all the
poor.. and give everyone..
a home for free..
and no i wouldn’t
seLL iT..
i would just
give it free to the
billionaires..
as a practice
of life.. and
then they
could see
that heaven
iS iNside and
notFKING iN
A DOLLAR
BILL..
and
give
theiR
spare
dollars
aWay!
sMiLes
so hiGh
and a John
Denver SonG
comes to mind..
i Loved his movies..
by the way.. about God
being George Burns..
and being
John’s
best friend..
it’s hard to prove
you see God to
folks who
Can’t
FEEL
GOD
ALL
INSIDE..
OUTSIDE..
ABOVE..
SO BELOW
AND ALL AROUND
BUT IT IS THE REAL
DEAL THAT OUR ANCESTORS
KNEW AND FELT WHEN THEY
danced under the moonlit
fires of night
naked
togEtHer and
FREE.. ’till some
one came.. and
told ’em you are
crazy
God iS
a word
and not
iN ONE
and all
around the
dance of liFe
iNTruth and LiGht..
Thanks for the
GOD PROMPT!
wITh spiRit
Molecule
fully in
tow.. as
i just got
back from
danCinG
12 miles..
my friEnd
Shawna..
aGaiN!..:)
Dance on.. Shawna Baby..
And Keep your Angel WinGs on..
Yeah. that song We Could Be Heroes..
By Tove Lo.. Doing the Nike Victory Dance..
All the way home.. Baby.. And
yes.. reference ‘these’ very
pretty car selfies.. Car selfies
are so cool.. yes.. again..
while parking of course..
And speaking of
Angels.. so true.. you never
age.. just like my wife.. and more
homework coming
here..
http://keithsneuroblog.blogspot.com/2012/08/autism-gender-defiant-disorder.html
Yes.. per this link.. Androgynous
folks on the Autism Spectrum..
on the so-called
higher
functioning
end like you
and me.. yeah..
sure.. know you
haven’t been
diagnosed
but hmm..
yeah.. i’m almost
totAlly sure.. we both
have the ‘Angel disease’..
hehe.. as
the research
above shows that
folks with this so-called
YOUTH disorder have higher
levels of DHEA.. well into
older ages.. compared
to control groups..
so yeah..
perhaps we
are Angels in
a metaphorical way
of course.. as higher
levels of this does
keep ya
younger..
Baby Shawna..
yeah.. that’s wheRe
i got the Baby pArt
from.. ’cause
ya never
age..
since
around
’98.. forever
twenty-one
and all
that
stuff!..;)
Anyway.. enjoy
the homework.. if
only i didn’t talk so
dam fast.. and scattered..
i probably would have ended
up being a real teacher
instead
of an
Internet
PHilosopher
and all of THAT..;)
AND.. IF ya wanna know
more about Autism now
and Androgyny.. truly
a fascinating subject
on its own merit too..
here is another
link here..
http://wrongplanet.net/forums/viewtopic.php?t=215625
Back.. in my scientist only days
at the Wrong Planet before..
(back when i was metaphorical
Lucifer too.. in that place
called metaphorical
Hell.. An Angel of
LiGht.. WhO
took
a permanent
vacation from
HELL.. last
Summer..;)
Yes.. and before..
i became a full
fledged
Poet
Philosopher
in blog way..
yup.. and i bet
ya like the topic
of serial killing too..
just a hunch based on
one of your favorite
movies..
http://wrongplanet.net/forums/viewtopic.php?t=218916
Yup.. some of the topics i authored on the Wrong Planet
out of my 8005 posts and around 8 million words
there are still top Google search results
based on topic
name..
i get around..
hehe..;)
with
different
aliases..
THAT one
is Aghogday..
and haha.. like you
my friend..
there
are
MANY
MANY
MORE..
from the past..
but now i keep
with the same
one..
as i’ve
got stuff
to say
for
the
ages..
now..:)
And also ‘nuTher
side note
here..
Aghogday..
back in its popular
days.. used to bring
up the result Aghori
too.. on Google..
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aghori
Yup.. the left handed path..
and the dark side and
all of that..
Anyway.. ya
probably have
some nursing
to do.. imagine
if we met face to
face.. we would
talk for days..
and
wear
our
brains out..
yeah.. probably
good that you
erase your
blogs..
’cause
i can
be A FRIGGING
EXHAUSTING
HEADACHE
LIKE MY
WIFE
SAYS..
and part of the
reason that my online
activities are her
REALLY
BIG
HEADACHE
PILL.. for
brain
relief
from
ME!..
heHEX2..;)
But see that’s the thing..
with DHEA.. my
brain never
ages
AND KEEPS
GROwING
LIKE
FREDINSTEIN’S
MONSTER!..
And i keep
getting
faster and
stronger..
and etc.. etc..
yeah.. kinda like
the modern
Prometheus
movie.. now..
Frankenstein..
only difference
between me and
other folks with
Bi-Polar and
D E L U S I O N S
oF G R A Nduer..
i can prove
my
SHIT..
ONLINE..
WITH LiNKS
HEHEx3.. AGAiN!…;)
And yes.. obtw..
When i was 13 the
cashier at McDonald’s
called me Miss.. as
i was super
androgynous
then.. as hard
as that may be
to believe now..
but i was
slowly
aging
reaching
full maturity
at age 53.. like
the comic book
super hero..
Hell Boy..
with
me
born
on
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the rabbit hole
keeps getting
deeper huh..
see ya later..
‘Alice’..;)
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HeLLo.. Friend gigoid..
Life is only as good
as the moment
is full
of Life..
To feel the
moment iS
to Live LIFE!
hmm.. words..
words.. words..
words..
SUCK..
Dance.. dance..
dance.. dance..
dance..
MOVES..
i dance
words
and MOvE
ON..
NOW..
dance
MOVES WORDS…
Writing in a way to
stay iN the Now..
alWays verb
vs.. yester
day’s
noun..
Hmm.. lesson lEarned..
to worship a man or idea
of yesternow.. is NOT to
move forWard..
whether
it is
a word
or a man
named
GOD…
As a participant observer
Anthropologist i study
it aLL
iN
PerSon.. and when i
visit Catholic Church this
morning.. there will be much
talk about 2 to 3.5K years
ago.. and little
talk or
ACTION
ABOUT NOW..
MOST PEOPLE..
will be nodding off..
or dazed and confused
or just plain bored.. and
leave wrong after they
receive the magical
bread and wine..
thinking that
will get
’em a
free ticket
to heaven
after all
their
stress
is gone..
as D E A D..
Man that’s sad..
they just hide the
truth of what Jesus was
really saying about heaven
being now.. and the fact that
human potential was groWinG
and not siNking forever into
the past of one human
being.. myth
and man..
but here’s the deal..
FEAR IS THE DEAL.. tHEDEVIL..
THEY JUST CANNOT HANDLE
THE TRUTH AND LIGHT THAT
ALL THAT IS IS NOW AND NO
OTHER NOW BUT NOW..
AND TO PRACTICE
A PERFECT
PRACTICE
OF FEELING
AND FILLING THE
MOMENT OF NOW..
is as close to FiN heaven
as they will ever see
or FEEL
NOW
JUST
NOW..
and that was also
the message of the
Luke 17:21 reported
words of a man named
Yeshua.. and OMG yes..
so many other philosophers
poets.. and sitting on a rock
thinkers of Universal Truth
and liGht.. meanwhile
a man hangs on a
wall with
or without
a cross..
and
people
kneel
to him..
hoping with
all their heart for
heaven after life and
to meet the man then..
when.. all he was truly
reported to say is
ya find it..
within
and work
from theRe..
it’s all about
‘ME’ getting
iT correct
now..
iN any
hUman heARt..
SpiRit expreSsinG
emoTioNaL BoDy
miND Balance
SoUl..
NoW
JUST
NOW..
as much oF
Truth and LiGht
wE CAN be for
NOW never
ending
NOW..
And yes.. the flesh dance
of Life works excellent to
bRinG noW hiGher and
hiGher iN BliSs..
ever RinGinG
True iN everY
ceLL beLow
and aBove..
in our miNd and
BoDy balanCinG
SoUl.. Working
for NOW..
just
NOW
aLL
aRound!..:)
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Shirt of ‘yesterday’..
says.. PLEASE DON’T
MAKE ME DO STUFF…
NOw-Typical..
after Church..
sweet.. shy..
photo of
wife..
with super
confident
husband..;)
Attempting
to teach the
Man of Steel..
a little flexibility
iN Moving Dance..
however he is now
accustomed
to flying,,
so he
iS having
difficulty
on terrestrial
Land.. moving
iN SpiRaLs
practiCinG
balance
but not
giving
uPoNa
lesSon
plan
yet..;)
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Another visit
At Shawna’s
place and
she provides
this SonG.. noW..
i say..
i can never gEt
enough oF
church
under
the milky
way.. now..
sMiLes.. ageless
timeless.. juSt now..:)
And now to spRinG board
off that thought.. church today..
iS most excellent as iT sPeaKs to
Love as a Universal human
emoTioN above aLL other
human FoRce oF emoTioNaL
bEinG..
and iT iS..
as to live wITh
Love.. to lose the
ability to either give
iT or receive iN positive
feeling.. F E E L I N G..
NOT JUST A WORD..
F E E L I N G..
iS THE lesson of
a liFe of what iS important
iN liFe.. vs.. what iS shalLow..
without the mEat of Love..
iN HeARt.. expresSinG
SpiRit oF Love..
iN miNd
and BoDy
BalanCinG
SoUl..
alWays
now..
And to kNow and
FeeL.. so many other
human bEinGs have
lost tHeir capacity
and ability
to both
give
and receive
the FEELING
of hUman Love
that speLLs
empathy
and sympathy
both feeLinG
and ExpresSinG
FREEly as Flow
of Love
NOW..
My church
iS Love..
My Savior
iS Love..
My God
iS Love..
and that
iS all i need
to feel iS
LOVE..
All positive
Flow of energy
always now..
wheRe the
Love
Muscle
iS alWays
getting
WorKed
Stronger
juST
NoW
aS
LOVE..:)
And Speaking of
Truth and LiGht..
the Monsignor
Catholic Priest
Mike.. shaRed
the Cherokee two
Wolf Story to illustrate
how we exercise our Love
Muscle by feeding iT beautiful
wolf ways instead of ugly
wolf ways..
iN the Video
i’ve often used
on this blog
before..
as iT
iS true
one must make
the intended conscious
effort of self to feed the
wolf of Hope and Love
rather than the wolf
of Fear
and
Hate..
and
associated
pro or con
S O C I A L
emoTioNs now
wHere we move
toward liGht or
DArk.. basEd
oN oUr relative
Free WiLL.. to feed
the liGht wolf
over
dArk
wolf
now..
AnyWay.. i’ll end with
the video oF topic..
as iT’s worth
watching
and reading
through.. as a
UniVersal Bible
of Indian Wisdom
oF Love.. iN Truth
and LiGht oF
BEinG
HUman..
and OMG..
‘thiS’ bLog post
iS getting lonG!..
time to publish
soon!..;)
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SMiLes.. my friend.. gigoid..
never now a need to apologize
for not having time to respond
to all my
torrent of
words in flow
and cou
rage..
as well..
For me it is the inspiration
that counts.. and friends of
course.. i never expect
anyone to
float
in the boat
i do now.. as my
river’s path
is different
of course
than most..
or haha..
all perhaps..
SMiLes again..
as of course aLL our
journeys and paths
are ‘IEP Individual
Education Plans’
provided
by both
the God of
Nature iN iNnate
iNstinct and iNtuition..
and OMGx2.. a culture..
school.. and work.. spoon-fed
to us from almost now when oUr
eYes meet liGht in delivery room
of birth in culture.. now.. recently
i used the old Cherokee Indian
Chief’s Wisdom of feeding
the two wolfs of human
Fear and Hate..
opposed to
Love and Hope..
but surely even though
Love is All i Need.. challenge
of Cou
rage pArt
of Love iS a
necessary pArt
of Life for balance..
and the tale of
three cats
who live(d)
in my home..
Arthur.. the first..
20 years-old at death..
inside outside neighborhood
Noble Alpha cat.. never getting
injured in a fiGht.. with no being
he ever bowed down to in
life other than
free as he..
wITh wiLd
cAll of THE
God of Nature
wheRe he found his
own answers in life..
of course with the
partial assistance
of human made
culture.. now..
for a guaranteed
and subsidized meal..
when the hunting was low..
but the fact is he kept the
challenge of life for survival
and moved steadily from
fast to slow.. to
his last
day of
life.. when too
weak to meet
the challenge
wandering into
the woods.. to go
back to the dust of Nature
and yes.. as Karma goes
to feed the
birds
in his
last hurrah..
doing life his way..
Yellow Boy.. all feral..
on his last leg of difficulty
iN finding a meal..
down to
single
digit
LBS.. when
he came out of
the woods and cried
under our shed.. gaining
predictable subsistence..
and a new found
respect for
human
beings..
his friends
from the brick
caves who altruistically
provided a bowl of
life sustaining
tender
vittles
and Love of
Course.. as the
wiLd boy who only
knew the fight of life
and comfort in his own
arms and paws..
gained
the
comfort of
human warmth
to the belly of my
wife.. and lap..
that became
the mother’s
milk
of life
once again..
born to the paws
of Love before
the hunt
and
play
of life
takes
over..
Yellow Boy will never
lose the call of the Wild
and even after ‘the operation’
as muscular and power
flows from before..
THE EPIGENETIC
POTENTIAL OF CAT
WILD STAYS
IN PLACE..
same as human
when more fully
challenged
in the
cou
RAGE
of life..
And Moby the human
among the cats.. adopted
by us from down the street
neighbors at three years
old.. baby allergic.. cat
goes.. to us.. spoon-fed
from birth.. with only Love
as the requirement
of his ages..
job done
well on
Love..
but job
on couRAGe
not pArt of his
Human
culture
functionally
disabling instruction
of life.. can i blame him
now for his diabetes.. for
his crippling weakness and
arthritis in flesh and
bones of walk.. at
age 10.. nah..
the enemy
is also
Love
in his
case.. and this
same sitting comfort
in human’s case..
Love is like oxygen
to quote ‘that
band’ you get
too much.. you get
too high.. not
enough
and
ya
gonna
die.. in life
at least.. but
without
the
cou
Rage of
Life.. suffeRinG
iS and Misery iS the
eventual pitfall and
stumble to a shorter
life in weakness and pain..
As always a balance.. iS the
answer to life.. Finding the balance
iS a challenge of a lifetime for most
folks now.. but i for
one PROVE
IT’S POSSIBLE..
and what works for
me may not work at
all in terms of dance
and all arts for others…
that’s the complicated
pARt.. theRe
are no
same
answers
to the questions
of life.. The search
for balance..
iS
a
me Art
of NOW..
but sure.. we
at least share our
stories now of what
works.. and perhaps
helpful hints wiLL spark
the life of others
iN
Balance
as well..
Anyway.. our challenge
today.. my wife and i..
was finding a lid
to a plastic
container
at Target
that was low
enough where Moby
can climb over the edge
for a litter box.. with
continued
diminished
use of his legs
a complication
of both Diabetes
and Cat Arthritis..
and medicine
is no longer
meeting
the
challenge
alone.. now
Humans have
a choice to move
early to avoid this
premature fate
in Wheel
Chair carts
at Super-Walmart..
but sadly culture
says
sit
still boys
and girls
and do
not F
in Fidget
in your seats..
at work.. at school..
at home.. and now
stuck to screens
as a self-fulfilling
prophecy.. that
even i fall
to.. too
often
now..
that i must
balance even with
166.66 miles of
dance walking
a month..
as sitting
still is scientifically
proven now.. as bad
as smoking cigarettes
for degenerative
human
health..
So i came down
from the Mountain
and not only said
let’s dance in
Church
i actually
F
iN
show
Ed
’em
how
to do iT..
i make a bigger
impact on healing
in the real world..
as reading
me.. now..
can encourage
folks to sit more
and more and more..
but i must at least
leave a record
of what
i lEarn(ed)
as yes.. it is
possible to both
move.. and use
a smARt phone
but OMG
not in A
car! oN
FOOT iN
AN OPEN
FIELD OF LIfE..
OFF OF SIDEWALKS
OF HUMAN MADE HELL..
i can show ’em A way..
but i cannot
make
them
drink
from A
Chalice
iNArtFuLFlowNoW
oF Human Dance..
Holding Hands with
the God of Nature
and All others
once
again..
as a tribe
oF FREE DANCE..
And a Springboard from
that comment to here..
http://gigoid.me/2016/02/01/popcorn-delivery-on-tuesday-only/
SMiLes my FriEnd..
yes.. in the end
now and the
beginning
now.. iT
aLL comes
down now to
the Politics
of SEX..
Oh.. the balance.. oh
the culture.. oh the
FiN Insanity of
an originAlly
scores of thousands
of years.. foRager then
human being.. wHere
Sharing was the law
and selfishly
collecting
was forbidden..
and The Semen
of Life was sacred and
sharing sex was the
way to human
peace no less
than Bonobos
do today..
and nah..
not just my
roving opinion..
A Science studied
phenomenon in a
ground breaking
book study
named
‘Sex
AT Dawn’
free reading
for me at
the B and A
Bookstore now
yesterday.. only confirming
what i for one know and feel
as truth and liGht now.. both from
studying the Nature of Humans
and Bonobos in the wiLd..
now our closest primate
cousins.. and only one
who shares
the missionary
position of sex..
oral sex..
and
yes..
French Bonobo
tongue kissing as well..
and same sex female
genital rubbing and
males swording
their public parts..
and while some folks may
be saying disgusting.. bull
shit.. the only reason animals
lick the parts of others like
these bonobos..
is to feel the
other animals
pleasure
through mirror
neurons.. oxytocin
receptors.. and in general
the emotional contagion
of human
empathy/
sympathy
all imPaSsIONed..
for the hunting.. gatheRinG
and shaRinG of Life.. reducing
all agression.. violence.. warring..
while the ignorant psychopathic
leaning folks in Iran.. cover up
adulteresses to their head
for maximum
suffering
and misery
for torture
in stoning
to death..
these really smart
humans didn’t just
have single or only
double parent families..
they had up to double
digit and more fathers
where the Semen and
educational nourishment
of more than one father in
the ways of the forage of life..
was seen as a positive way of
sharing the Holy Semen as a
sacred sacrament of Life.. instead
of nasty disgusting.. humans now.. who use
it as a violent tool of defacement of women..
to share the dark.. of owning women and collecting
them as no more than cars with moving parts
to keep in garages..
or all covered
up in clothes..
with
owner
ship
papers..
But of course the real
insanity is huge populations
of humans in desolate areas
of the earth with few
natural resources
and harsh
weather
conditions..
not really
safe
for
human survival..
where tools.. become the
functional disability of life..
making humans softer..
softer..
weaker
until
a Life
of Moby
becomes
tHeir fate..
and to add greater
misery and suffering to
the torture.. they are spoon
fed shovels of mental stress..
in sitting still positions.. enduring
the tension and somatic pains
of degenerative
stress..
until
a slow
burn of
early death
is the final
fate
of
Life..
Anyway.. as i said
before.. there are no easy
answers.. and again as stated
over and over iN ‘this’ blog.. social
acceptance iS a vital instinct for
human survival in tribal
ways.. and
whatever insanity
to accommodate a
land of few resources
and harsh environmental
conditions.. is the spoon-fed
rule of life in cultures.. or religions
or whatever metal chalice that
holds the rules
of humans
for enough
insanity
in order
to at least
survive long enough
to reproduce folks
into the same
insane
cycle
of human
life again..
if i was born in another
country.. or not retired now
from disability and challenge
meeting that challenge and doing
all of this now.. my boat could still
be pain and suffering..
but i found a
river out
of the
dead
sea
and am
still traveling
upstream
in heaven
now.. NOW..
but yeah.. still
writing way too
much.. and sitting
still way too much..
and that is my problem
too.. a self-fulfilling sacrifice
as well.. in attempting to do
everything i can to help
other folks
out of
cultural
and religious
hells.. so sure
a price for Love..
a price of cou
Rage..
a price
for free
D O M
and the
ANSWER
AS ALWAYS
iS BALANCE..
SO.. now.. sand dance
with clouds and Sun iN Nature
for me.. to connect back out of
faux life to real life in
flesh
and blood
FredLand..:)
And yes PS.. then and now..
the Beatles ARE prophets
of the God of Nature..
Make
Love Not
War.. Peace
Baby and no
need to imagine
Heaven when it is
NOW.. just now..
in a warm
embrace
all naked
dancing around
a moonlit campfire
of niGht.. with other Human
Beings with the SPark of God
living from head to toe.. and
yes.. like.. LIKE one should much
more now.. for peace and
bliss from tip
of Penis
to the
Bottom
Floor of Vagina..
truly.. ULtiMateLy..
The truth and liGht
Feels Good.. God lives
in US.. and PleaSure
after
Cou
Rage
iS God’s
Way of Reward
and Balance..
and that’s
how we
show
God a
Good time
with ways of action
and consequence also
known as just doing
Good Karma
now..
Good
Karma equals
Pleasure after
struggle.. to show
God a bad time..
is the
way to
hell now..
there is NO
ESCAPING THE
GOD OF NATURE
EVER NEVER
NOW..
SinG a
Joyful SonG
of God in Blood
Sweat and Tears
in Smiles and Laughs
or go to
the other
place
away
from liGht
iN the
dArk
of eternal
hell now..
just
now
in REAL
LIFE NOW..
GOD IS REAL..
HEAVEN IS
REAL
AND HELL
IS REAL NOW..
and people do have
A GREAT DEAL! of relative
free WiLL to get TO
the liGht
place
with
a
little help
as alWays..
now from
FRIeNDS..:)
SMiLes.. my friend..
Challenge and Change
iS both the dArk
and spice of
life.. as
well as
liGht
and yes..
a little/lot of both
for me.. currently
too.. my friend
Gigoid.. but
trust
lives
Me..
Love..
as WeLLiT..:)
i had a science teacher
aha.. her name
sounded
like Ms.
RaNew..
but hmm..
sure spelled
differently then..
i think now..
but she told
us a story
about
taking the TV
out in the Yard and
Shooting the F iN
thing as it was
ROTTING HER
WHOLE FAMILY’S
BRAIN.. hmm.. i saw
the family.. don’t think
they moved their body
that much.. but she did
comment to a boy i knew
named Roger that Roger
means sit up straight or
you will be bent
forever
little
boy..
hmm.. yeah..
she was eccentric..
and that’s why i remember
her.. as STRANGE GETS
NOTICED.. FOR FUN
OR SCAREY
TOO..
SO anyway
on the tale end
of the Beatles Song
up there.. with Ringo
and Paul Singing CosmicAlly
Conscious by inspiration
of Indian Guru and all
of that.. yes.. when
we dance and sing..
in trance like mind away
from problem solving.. the
Truth and liGht of mind
and body balance
as part
of our
genetic
shared memory
with all of creation
since the point of whatever
is that still ends and begins
with now.. iS a REAL DEAL
OF RELATIVE FREE WILL
TOO.. that science is
stArting to shed
some liGht
on too..
but i ain’t
got time for
the slow.. clunky..
step one step
this and
that
worm
process of Science
Art iS FULL SPEED AHEAD
OF ME.. AND MAGIC IS REAL
WHEN YA KNOW AND FEEL
MORE ABOUT GOD
THAN CHURCH
AND
SCIENCE
ALONE.. at least
what it has to offer
for now.. overall.. although
many helpful hints along the
IEP.. way of course
for now..
and the way
now takes me
to dVerse to respond
to a few poems.. for
Monday Haibun with
Fredbun special
micropoetic
expressions
from me as
usual..
and then escape
finAlly out into the
GREAT OUTDOORS
OF GOD’S COUNTRY…
AS WALLS OF SCREENS
AND CONCRETE.. CAN
BE SO DAM
CONFINING
WITHIN
THE REALM
OF WAY LESS
THAN
RENEW
POTENTIAL..
but back to the
beginning of the
story this scream
of computer will
F
iN
Rot my
Body if
i do not
MOVE BABY
MOVE AWAY
FROM iT SOOn
and frigGinG MORE
IN THE FUTURE NOW..:)
SO LET THAT BE WRITTEN
SO LET THAT BE DONE..
IN FACT I’M GOING
OUTSIDE
NOW
COSMICALLY
CONSCIOUS
BEFORE
I LOWER
MY
CONSCIOUSNESS
DOWN TO COMING
BACK HERE
AGAIN..
AND
ATTEMPT
TO RAISE IT
AGAIN.. iN approximation
of these metaphors named
human symbols
of reality
named
words..:)
Side note stARts..
Yeah.. i went on to
dVerse now..
couldn’t
pass this
concrete
thought
iN form
oF FloWer..
side note ends..
Concrete form humans
meadow violet floWers
Dividing Nature
and tools..
where
fools
tread iN
concrete from
Violet Nature deliGht..
Flower soft
truth
Concrete dead
side note again..
now outside
away from
dead
for me..:)
Back at
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A skip over
to Facebook
Friend.. Suzanne’s
Link.. for now..
Superman/Batman..
Nowborn Superman
Nature Free Streams
FloWinG under
Angst.. now..
Batman
bridges
born
riches..
gaining
best tools
weapons
maKinG
Laws
Orders
concrete now..
oh.. so.. predictable..
safe.. Yes.. oRder now
DArk.. Freedom LiGht..
Cape FreeDom..
mAsk
Order..
BAtman
dArk pArt..
employ
tools..
B out..
Atman Truth liGht..
dArk Balance Order
Truth too.. Batman
Science.. Superman
hEArts Freedom Now…
Atman Balance
he ArTs..
Superman way..:)
now back to
Sequential order..
Bridge.. concrete passage
way over living stream..
paths infinite..
bridge one..
Stream
flows..
Bridge
sTiLL
Single file
human
Bridge now..:)
*
Center stage
work plays
Love down..
under tunnels
tear drop windows
buses move on without Love..
Hope moving
Buses
Moving Love..:)
*
Harried Lives.. sLow
cook.. of stress iN
hell.. Train
Windows
reflecting
Faces.. inner
Brain.. UniVerse
uS deeper reflecting…
Train tracks
now
deeper ThInk..:)
*
Streams now
Bridge past
concrete memories
stay same.. now
pasSinG.. now
Streams..
pass now..
same stay
memories
concrete
past bridge
now Streams..
No Escape
Now
Screams..:)
Males.. sTill often preconceived
predators.. when they are
just in man mode..
So true..
how cultures
since the Agriculture
age have made
this fiction
reality
change and
balance back
to egalitarianism
where chosen
froZen..
ones’
become
allnoW free..
coMing stronGer..
theaTer
naMed aLL
Earth..:)
Exquisite RAnDom beaUty
MeadoWed WiLd FloWers
SinG SonG.. VioLet.. noW
LiFe.. aLways chanGinG
never set onconcrete
wAll.. floWers… Now
TaPestry
ALL
NAture…:)
SonG oF JFK.. then..
lOnely Mother.. ’63..
two children.. Yes..
Valor glory way..
lOnely stone
cut bridge
life streams
on.. SonG
oF mY
mother..
then too..
lonEly
woman..
father worship
by three year
old boy..
one sister..
Doesn’t
matter..
Mother
won’t
work..
Father.. No..
wants Money..
leaves early..
Son lEarns..
never care
about
money..
Father
dies..
some
money and
little heARt
then.. at 81..
Son Lives
wITh Tons
More..
reGains
hEart..
lesSon
lEarned…
Hi.. Daddy..
meeK
InHeRiT aLL..;)
SPend heARt..
save
MoNey..;)
lesSon multiPLies
iNow
HeARt/MOney..;)
NoW
True
StorY…;)
Thanks Daddy..
smALL
iNheRiT
aLL nOW
HEaRT
LESsON..:)
All Caught up
to nine total..
slow day at dVerse..
workout comes.. food..
and my new
show
Lucifer
after that..
and back
to here..
yeah..
the
other
place..
then..;)
5:07 pm…
oH BoY.. now..
SPrinG fever
coming soon..
still dayliGht
and creativity
does grow
wITh liGht
of ME..:)
BB-8.. is a rather strange..
Droid.. as he or she or
whatever BB-8 is..
seems to express
complex emotions..
quite a change from
the rather predictable
R2D2.. of 1977..
fast forward..
some 38 years
and Evolution
Orange is upon us..
iN sacred balance..
of the middle chakra..
per food and sex..
and feeling a
wide range
of emotions..
but i must say
i am a lot blue
today too..
and enough
of that hear..
more about it
on my blog
later..
sadly
already
enough….
Rewind.. somewhere
around the Winter of 2006..
i never could have a cat inside
as my allergies.. so severe to cats
closed up my sinuses and throat
to the point i could not breathe..
i suppose the first time i lost
my ability to Love.. was
when my Dog Charlie
my only friend
in middle
school.. outside
of family.. passing
by the Tennis Court
in school bus.. saw him
on the side of the road..
beyond my ability
to take
one
more hurt
in heart.. as almost
everyone told me i did
not deserve to exist then..
except for him outside of family..
no more dogs for me.. it hurt too much..
and so wanted to love and be loved
in return by a girl friend.. one comes
at 18 leaves.. at 19 on a dance
floor while the EW&F song
After the Love is Gone..
is playing..
and she
says sorry
i don’t love
you anymore..
crushed again..
but the dog i Love
is still alive.. and there
is nothing still I can do
to bring her back..
alive
or not..
i suppose it
is part of the
Autism Thingy..
emotions so strong
and nuanced and complicated
that ya just have to find a way
to shut them off.. not understanding
that shutting them off.. is the worst
thing a person can do.. and
writing is such a blessing
now to process grief..
when my Father
died in
2014.. and
a month later
our 20 year
old cat
Arthur..
and i borrowed
this song from friend
Shawna.. a few weeks ago
petting my cat Moby..
coming to the reality
that we probably only
had a few weeks left
with him.. as
he was progressively
getting weaker and
weaker from
Diabetes..
to the
point today..
after returning from
working out.. where
Wife Katrina tells me
he no longer can
control his bladder
and can barely lift him
self up off
the floor..
still managing
to Love and purr..
through all his weakness
and pain.. with no complaints
really to tale us of how bad
he feels throughout his
body.. anyway.. we
would love to
hold on to
him longer..
but with animals
modern medicine is
kind.. there is not a requirement
for severe suffering as animals
can naturally go.. easy
into the peace
of night..
only knowing
living.. never suffering
too much.. and never
truly knowing the
reality of
death either..
other than
escape from
misery and suffering..
so yes.. we said our
goodbyes tonight..
and tomorow
will be the last
goodbye.. too..
and i suppose
this song will
be our song..
and whenever
i need to cry for the
grief i will be able to
play it to bring the tears
again.. tears for Love
is never having
to say we
are sorry..
and the first day
i saw Moby looking at me
through our neighbor’s window
i said to myself.. what a furry grey
Lovable Looking cat.. and later i saw
him in a bright red Winter Sweater outside..
and said man i wish so much i could have
a cat like him inside to love all the time if
only my allergies would go away..
well when God took my emotions
away.. God took my allergies
away to cats as well..
so one day
Moby arrived
on our porch..
back in late 2008
around three years
old then.. he with no
front claws had been
kicked out of home
’cause a new baby
was allergic
to him.. then..
he found refuge
at our home..
and the
neighbors
allowed us
to adopt him..
and he and Arthur
became inside cats..
with Moby only inside..
just Loving me all he could
and me finally being able
to feel that Love
some years
later returning it..
when we had to
put another beloved cat..
Sunny Boy down.. the son
of Yellow Boy injured by another
cat around the block.. finding out
he had Kitty Aids at the Vet..
such a hard decision that
was in April of 2013..
but finally a tear..
that made me
feel stronger
inside than
five years
to that point..
finally a tear
that led to my
recovery.. along with
poetry writing.. and eventually
dance.. to bring emotions all
back and stronger than
ever before..
Now Love is
mine to give.. and i have
enough to give to many
more cats in my
life and humans
too..
come
what
may..
Yeah.. and anyone
who says that God doesn’t
exist.. has never met God
like i have… as today when
we were going to have our
last full day with
Moby.. those
neighbors
passed us
twice in Target..
speaking to us..
in our last ditch
effort to find a litter
box as plastic lid from a
storage container that
Moby might
be able
to lift himself
into.. we didn’t have
the heart to tale them
what was happening to
their beloved
cat from
before..
perhaps we
should have
given them
one more
chance
to see him..
but perhaps
that was God
just telling
me God has
God’s hand
on my
shoulder
letting me
know God
is still here
for me.. to hold
my hand.. come
what
may
still
forever
now.. NOW..
anyway i WiLL
change my life for
the even better iN
memory of Moby.. like
all other darkness has
brought victory of liGht
to me.. with 100% faith..
hope and belief iN
God even in
the dArkest
hell when
i could
feel none
of God
then…
Yes.. God does
work in mysterious
ways for those who
truly wanna
find
’em..
it’s
a choice
of relative
free will WITH GOD
BEYOND ALLIMAGINATION
OF SCIENCE.. HAS SCIENCE
HAS
ZERO
IMAGINATION..
AND HUMANS
ARE TRULY
MAGIC
FULLY
EMPLOYED
BY GOD..
NO MATTER
WHAT ThEir MISSION
iS iN THIs LIFE.. AND FOR
ME IF i HAD TO i WOULD BE
THE
DEVIL
FOR GOD..
THAT’S FAITH…
AND YES.. PER
THE NEW SHOW
LUCIFER..
THE REAL
METAPHOR
FOR THE
DEVIL..
iS ONE
WHO EVENLY
DISTRIBUTES
KARMA.. NOW
IN HELPING
GOD
SET
THE RECORD
STRAIGHT..
BUT IN
MOST
HUMANS
THE REAL DEVIL IS FEAR..
oF LIVNG FREELY NOW..:)
http://theoceanisgrey.blogspot.com/2016/01/not-to-worry-no-longer-in-motion.html
Quick visit
to Shawna’s
place.. and
then some
sleep…
OMG..
you
ARE
sTill
here..
a record
and i’m
sad..
have to
take Moby
to his last
visit at the
vet tomorrow
so say a prayer..
my friend..
for cats
in
heaven..:)
Well.. most every visit
to the vet is a trauma for
Moby.. terrified he was to
visit a vet.. and the feral animal
in him.. came out in a defiant display
of cat power.. with growls as deep
as most small Lions..
but today.. he was
calm for his last visit
and Loving to the end..
and Love is the gift of some
cats like Moby.. that gives from
beginning to
last
breath
of God’s
gift of cat..
and sure i did my
crying and so did Katrina..
and now i have something to
do with my emotions instead of
repressing them all bottled inside..
i can dance.. i can listen to the sad
songs that remind me of Moby
and cry tears for the
beauty of his love
i miss.. and
then i can
reflect better
on cats of the past
who i loved so much too..
and my dog Charlie.. and
increase the size of my heArt
even greater to hug my wife
and other folks too..
and speaking of
cats and
Growing
Grinch
sized heARts
into ten or more sizes
bigger than before..
for my own
reference
and Love
my first couple
of posts associated
with Sunny Boy as i was
trying so hard to come out
of emotional numbness iN liFe..
then a story about Oreo.. the
6LB cat that attacked Sunny
Boy that led to his demise
and my first tear
in five years
and the
rebirth
of my heARt
SpiRit and SoUl
so alive eventually
in July of 2013..
where really
even though
so much suffering
came from that fight
including true death
of a beloved cat..
the savior of
a sOul
can
originate
in the silver
lining of dArk
acts of
Nature
as well..
so sure.. the
world is black and
white.. and grey
but the
colors
briGhtest
of Life can arise
from the dArkest
bLack of Life
where
daRk
is
an
ARk
to liGht..
with additional posts
coming in memorial
of my father
and cat
Arthur
that
Summer
of 2014..
and
now
‘Paws
of Love’
to close this post
out now.. in Memorial
of Beloved Moby..
a cat who also
helped
me hang
in there for
five years
with the
suicide
disease..
type two trigeminal
Neuralgia.. and there
are the celebrations of life
that still exist.. ranging from
my Sister’s Biopsy that came
out okay yesterday.. to selling
my father’s estate last week
and finally having the
opportunity
to become
more
debt
free..
in paper
work ways..
and what a gift
writing is to be able
to memorialize all
the emotions..
losses..
and gains
of life.. but
to be able to
fully experience
emotions ranging
from dArk to liGht
and expresSinG them period
iS the elixir of life that
keeps us moving
free and
powerful
as God’s
trUly
liGht
creatures
as humans can be..
Where the Sun of uS
are our rAys of Love that
reach out as far as imagination
and creativity will take them.. and
also enhanced by the robots.. and
scientists of life.. from Gates.. to Jobs
to my iphone6s.. that is even powerful
enough to
open
up
my brain
and hEart..
forever.. relatively..
in human terms of
servers online and
phones strong
enough
and
patient
enough
to hEar me..
sMiLes.. i wouldn’t
wanna be anything but
human.. and a Kat too..:)
And for memories (lInked)
sake.. memories now from
the past.. and a particularly
human one.. named
Autistic
Love
Letters..
that truly
led to my
awakening
as a human being
with several mystical
posts coming after that..
where human archetypes
ranging from numbers to
soUl came to liGht after..
then.. and
what has
eventually
led to
ALL
of
this..
NOW..:)
http://katiemiaaghogday.blogspot.com/2013/03/katie-miaaghogday-my-perspective-on-life.html
http://katiemiaaghogday.blogspot.com/2013/03/challenging-alexithymia-with-music.html
http://katiemiaaghogday.blogspot.com/2013/04/the-divine-comedy-autism-and-alexithymia.html
http://katiemiaaghogday.blogspot.com/2013/04/goodbye-sunny-boy.html
http://katiemiaaghogday.blogspot.com/2013/06/visiting-garden-of-band-aid.html
http://katiemiaaghogday.blogspot.com/2013/06/autistic-love-letters.html
http://katiemiaaghogday.blogspot.com/2013/07/oreo-meaning-of-life.html
https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/05/22/in-memory-of-my-father-first-fred/
https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/06/13/celebrating-first-fred-fathers-life-in-memorium/
https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/06/30/true-friends-never-pass-away/
And no.. i didn’t
write 10K to 40K or even
50K posts then like
my first free verse
poetry
Novel
linked
here weighing
in at 41,133
words for
main post
with around
10K or
so more
words
in comments
section to make
over 50K words
in this one..
https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/12/26/godsuniversenovel/
but i did a 6K or so word
post named
Revelation
66.. that
Brian Miler
Called the Mother
of all Blog posts..
http://katiemiaaghogday.blogspot.com/2013/07/revelation-66.html
and that
Mother
had many
giant children
eventually
hehe..
like
Jack
in the
Bean
Stalk
BrinGinG
them down
from the clouds…
Anyway.. the point is..
(:..PERHAPS NOVEL..
IF i DON’T PUT
THE BRAKES
ON SOON..;)
the human heARt iS
a muscle of imagination..
creativity.. and most of ALL
feeLinG.. when expresSinG
that fEElinG as SpiRit in writinG..
dancinG and
even martial
arts And more
ARTS! to SHAKE!
IT ALL OFF!
in a miNd
and BoDy
BalanCinG
SoUl.. now..
AND FEEL
iT MORE
AND MORE
AGAiN..!
iN SpiRit
oF EmoTion..
True..Love is the
Muscle and LiGht
both courage and
kind that i wanna
exercise more and
more.. and yes.. sure.. share
and yes.. i have craZy Love..
as Love iS as Love does…
iN my case
iT iS
EXxtremeLy
ZEALOUS
LOVE.. AND
i ain’t the
first one
TO
LOVE
LIKE THIS..
AS IT IS
THE
GREATEST
iN AND OuT
THING TO DO OF ALL..
but perhaps you have
to go to the
dARkest
place of
All to Love
the Most.. so
if i signed up
for that pARt..
i guess i wasn’t
reAlly crazy after
all iS said and done
to get here iN the
Heaven oF
Love iN
Cou
Rage
and
KiNd
now!..
So yeah.. sure
they talk about the
Singularity iN terms
of uploading intellect
as machine and
hUman online..
but no..
that is not
a Singularity
that is only half
a brain and body
less than human
as robot being..
the real BB-8..
is as inFiniTy
standing
tall
now
8.. wHere
folks have been
uploading tHeir greater
intelligence of Arts in
human emoTioNs
eXpResSing
that SpiRit
of HeARt
iN miNd
and BoDy
balanCinG from
the first dance
naked around
campfires of
moonlit
nights
wildly
wiTh beats
of drums..
and recorded
in that first cave
painting and more..
as a record of our
soUl comes
collective
consciousness
iN more than intellect
and science iN ways
of hEart and aRT
Alive stiLL
now
iN media
of uS
that stays
alive for
others to share
for generations and
generations now.. as
there is much to learn
butt.. by God.. THERE
IS MORE
TO FEEL
ALIVE..
AND
SHARING
THE REAL
GIFT OF
BEING
HUMAN..
THE GREATEST
GIFT OF LOVE iN
COURAGE AND KIND..
YES.. MOBY iS A VERY
INSPIRAtiOnAL CAT
AND ALL WHO
INSpiRE ME
LIVE oN
iN
my Art
of Human
Being.. both
flesh
and
media
as iS
NOW
and
then.. ALiVe..
iN eYes oF Me..:)
Rafiah
provides
a quote
from the
Kuran that
says..
“2:152 – Surah Al-Baqarah
So.. remember me
and i will
remember
you..
and be
thankful
to me..
and be
not
ungrateful
to me…”
And i
say..
..:)
But first i say
all the rest
of the
above
and
more..
wInks..
And then i say..
HoldinG aLL
iN liFe.. dArk
and liGht
iS to
hold
God
iN oUr
hAnds JuSt
NOW Free
and WiLd
as wE
SpiRits
of God
can bE N0W..:)