Lazarus and a Beer..
A story of two men..
AT the bottom of the pit
of hell in 40 sleepless days..
during the Lent period of 2008..
i would have paid a million dollars
or infinity more if a drop of
beer could have given
me an ounce of
comfort to
quench the
death of my soUL
in hell.. but at that point
there was no remedy for
the fire burning numb inside
me then.. so yesterday we are
coming out of Barnes and Nobles..
and a large Black man is walking toward me
and says sir can i speak to you.. i am not
homeless.. i have a job.. but i am out of
money and if i could only have one
wish now before i go back
to the evil that is my
wife it would be
a beer.. can you spare
me a couple of dollars for a beer..
and i said.. wow..!.. OMG.. what honesty you have..
if i had a dollar on me i would give it to you..
but i do not carry money.. and i said bless
you for your honesty my friend..
honesty is always the
best option.. i
exclaimed..
as i walked away..
and so i asked the money
keeper.. my wife.. when i
got to my car.. where she was
waiting for me there.. if we could
spare the honest man who wanted
a beer a few dollars.. and she says
yes.. and we are wanting to go
see and document the
destruction of
the Tornado last
week as the sunset is coming
soon.. but instead we go search for
the black man and i decide to give
him a $5 bill.. to get two beers
if he likes.. and he has already
traveled several city blocks
on foot.. and we see him
on the side of the
road and
we stop by
and give him the 5 dollar
bill and i tell him.. when i was in
hell i would have paid a million
dollars for that beer
if i could have
gained
any relief
from the fire
then.. ANYway..
the thing is.. regardless
of what he would do with
the 5 dollar bill.. some folks..
who had money.. had a kind gesture
for him that day.. and what
i kNow/FEEL for sure..
iS no act of kindness
no matter what it is
is too
small
to save
the world..
it could even
be a beer to a man
who wanted a little
comfort from the angst of life..
and ha! if you go to a psychiatrist..
it is no less addictive to get a pill
of Ativan.. and actually MORE ADDICTIVE
TO GET A PILL OF ATIVAN.. and one would
buy their friend a beer in a bar.. why not
a stranger on the street
who is just
another
human
brother
or sister..
ALIVE
WHO JUST
WANTS RELIEF
FROM AN INSANE WORLD..
and to be clear i do not drink or
smoke or even do caffeine but
i totally understand
why people
do.. and i dam
sure ain’t the one
that is gonna point
out the board that
i’ve experienced in my
sleepless eyes as REAL
back
then..
Life is a real bitch
in hell.. folks
in heaven
should
care about
that and do whatever
they can to help..
whether the
prudes and
propers or
prescription pill pushers
say it is correct or not..
after all Jesus changed
the water into
wine..
huh..
and only fools
would think it is
FUCKING GRAPE JUICE..
SURE.. there was angst then too..
i would have taught the black
man or at least showed
him how to
dance..
to relieve his angst..
but he probably already
saw me do it somewhere
in town.. and knew and felt
that he could be honest
with this man who is
honest
enough
to dance free
and wild again..
perhaps it was his
‘roots’ that could see
THAT TRUTH AND LIGHT..
or HA! MAYBE i’m like Lucifer
in that new Fox TV SHOW AND
FOLKS TELL ME THEIR HONEST
DESIRES
WITH
NO LIES..
WHEN i peer into
tHeir soul wITh
sHades
oF eYEs..;)
http://freeversenudepoetry.blogspot.com/2016/02/tornado-poetry-and-me-free-verse-nude.html
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You are welcome.. my friend Zee..
Thanks for your kind and appreciative words
for what my spirit shared with you iN response to
your iNspiRaTioNal words.. And yes iT iS true that
my success iS the smile won from the bullies
of liFe and true too.. No matter what happens
to me iN flesh that smile wiLL live oN
as Cheshire Cat iN eYes oF
others iT has touched iN
Dance oF liFe and sheLL oF Nautilus
i leave behind.. my friend.. aS aLL We trUly
take wiTh uS iS Love wE give forevernow.. n0w
My friend.. Zee.. Sleep peacefully.. i do and WiLL..
Fully feeLinG i LiVed and LoVed.. LiVe and LoVe..:)
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Losing Love in Life i’ve experienced..
sad and depressing in human connection..
empty hole of comfort needing
re-connection.. no where
to find it.. whether
break up
or separation
in death.. but even
greater is losing the connection
with God as when i did and could
feel nothing of God in Nature anywhere..
i just wanted to go to the beach and hug
GOD and bring GOD back.. in fact i fell to
the ground in my back yard
and literally hugged
the grass and
the Love
of God was
no longer there
for me to feel at aLL..
my heart and blood pressure
was no longer working correctly..
ill close to death i was then..
so i just wanted to run
and run and run
until i exploded
with blood
to escape hell then..
but i was too tired to
run at all.. so i was
stuck here more…
and then i dreamed about
someway to swim off into
the ocean waves.. perhaps
at the bottom of the ocean was
God again with me.. perhaps i could
come back alive again.. but i was too
afraid as even the edge of the Gulf water
iN Summer chilled my weak body then..
and the pain from the disorder
i had was so bad then too..
looking for a tree with
a chain in a bicycle
basket where
the birds
could feast
their fill on what
was left of me.. as at
least my life would serve
some purpose then.. but the
thing is.. somehow.. i never gave up..
there was this WiLL gifted to be that was
even above aLL Faith.. Hope.. and Belief
that was extinguished out of my liFe then..
they call it the reptile brain.. same one gifted
to Dinosaurs too.. it will survive at all costs..
when all else
is gone
from life..
So sure..
the Lizard brain
saved me.. the literal
human reptile brain gifted
by God.. so whenever i see
a Chameleon change colors
i know and
feel iT iS
possible
for a human
to go
from
black hole to SUN..
once again.. Friend Zee..
thanks for yoUr inspirational
words that sparK the SpiRiT
oF mY heARt and SoUL SinGinG
a SonG of God once more.. n0w..:)!
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Facebook Friend Rafiah
shares a Muslim Hadith..
regarding Adam of the
Old Testament and the
Quran and associated
forgiveness of sins..
where God is
all merciful..
and i say..
Interestingly.. the name
Adam means dirt.. then..
iT comes from humble
origin.. and those
who continue
to see.. FEEL
humility n0w
as no more
than grain
oF
sand..
flourish now
iN Tree of LiFe
that iS of course
fed by dirt no less
than weNow Mountains
oF Love who stand upoN
gRains oF human Dirt now
iN FloWeRinG LOVE ALLONe..:)
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Jesus has come back so many
F iN times and has failed
miserably to change
the world..
problem was
someone else
held the Microphone
of his voice.. that’s no
longer the case.. as
the megaphone’s
been released
by the
nerds of
yesterday
changing into
an ocean wave
of Jesus ONLINE..
The truth and LiGhT
WiLL ONLY SET ONE
FREE iF HEArD iN ORIGINAL
ALL NATURAL FORM.. from mouth
to breast in suckling form ALLiNNATE..
And the coolest thing of
all is swords
are no longer
necessary
as we
have
mega
sWORDs..
of electronic JOY
unleashed and released
as the Quantum Human mind
and body iN balance.. becomes
the real deal as both hemispheres
reach the 11 balance lined as H WHOLE…
iN both mind and earthly global way of Free..
A really tall.. thin.. spindly boy played the
song ‘Jesus Christ Superstar’ in a
middle school talent show..
13.. or so he was then
in ivory and keyboard
way.. problem was
he was shaken
to the core
iN
the inspiRaTioNal spiRit
of the music over words
and couldn’t walk straight then..
meeting an eruption of laughter
from school mates.. i just want
to.. i just want to know and
feel what it all means
then.. but none of
those Christian
School mates
are at all
like
the
man in the song..
movie.. or book.. too..
nor their parents.. nor their
churches.. why is it that
poor me.. my mother and
sister are so much
more like he..
ah.. humility..
the secret..
live on a river
WITH NATURE..
in an old shot-gun
home.. bare necessities..
Live with Love over material
stuFF.. Learn Love is the
way over all else in life..
the Truth and LiGht
hasn’t changed..
the only
thing i
was missing
then.. was the
fearless to play
AND SinG the
SonG again..
in Mocking
Jay way.. away from
a town Milton.. named
once as hell for dark reaSon sTill..
most churches per square mile in the
record books for locality then.. but the
farthest away from
Jesus.. than
perhaps
anywhere
in the Universe
then/now.. they have
one wish and one wish only
and that was/is to bring Jesus
back again.. be careful what
ya wish
for..
as self-
fulfilling
prophecies
can happen again..
Jerusalem in the west
iS RA EL as the US of A
and history repeats itself
again.. around the same
latitude of earth too..
only thing is this
Jesus is too
F in SmArt
to get crucified
again..
he’ll
come with
dance instead
and just keep ’em
guessing eternity
iN hell or heaven
either dancing
liFe or
sitting
still
in the
dark place sTill.. now..
Being Jesus iS a challenge
iN Mocking Jay Way..
but OMG..
it’s the
greaTEst
art of liFe
i know and feel now..
and that’s what they tale
uS iN Catholic Church all
the time.. be Jesus or
ya can’t be
good enough
to get that bread and wine..
Problem is.. ya have to see/FEEL
ALL OF JESUS FIRST..
BOTH
MYTH
AND MAN
OF US FREE WiTH LOVE..
as aLL iT iS.. iS Love and Fearless that counts..
so i probably won’t change the world.. NO..
but maybe i’ll inspire
someone else
to be Jesus
WHO WILL..
or at least
try to my dying
last day.. for the
greATest hobby i feel and know now..
iN MOCKING J WAY.. i’ll dance
Love and Fearless
’till
the last
foot drops..
OMG.. what will i
do after that.. sure..
there’s alWays poeTry
and a better book..
than old good
way..:)
Ha..!.. SMiLes.. rest iN peace alive.. my friend..
gigoid.. with Love.. and the answer to ‘the test’
can be easily answered
by my wife..
turn the
liGht off Fred..
you are F iN..
Blinding me.. and true
story.. when i sang in the church
choir and actually played the piano
through the decade of the 80’s at Catholic
Church.. after i finished singing.. one
of the peer female singers
said turn off
your face
with her hands
over her eyes.. it is too
briGht she said.. and i had no idea
what she was talking about..
but she was serious..
and when one of my
girlfriends in the
middle 80’s took the
first video i ever saw of
myself with focused
eyes.. on her..
it unnerved me..
as i finally figured out
why that girl i went to the prom
with.. when i was 21 was talking
about when she said..
your eyes
are scaring
me.. and several
other girls said i
pierced their soul
with my eyes.. i was just
interested! then.. in aLL
cases… but i suppose
i’m all tuned up as it were
and as i rose again..
after the liGht
went out
of my eYes..
totally.. for 66 months..
in hell.. hmm.. oh.. the metaphors
of life.. to be a briGhtest Angel
in one life and
dArkest
one too..
in the same
life.. dying
twice or more..
and
living
again..
and again..
hmm.. yeah..
Nature makes
an interesting brew..
and i suppose it’s just
the archetype of Dr.
Jekyll and Mr. Hyde..
where he finally gets
to understand both faces..
and adjust accordingly for balance..
but anyway.. the strangest thing happened
during those years of writing in the darkness..
my words
in both writing
and voice acquired
my eYes until gradually
i no longer expressed the
laser option iN eYes before..
to overwhelm folks again.. with LiGhT..
the light just migrated out of my eyes to
another
place(s)..
of expression..
and a few folks
can receive it without
getting totally blinded
by whatever this is now..
often it surprises me.. not
unlike the 80’s.. after i finish..
with the
briGht
eYes
oF words..
that are left
now of whatever
i am for now free..:)
Typical thousand..
mile/infinity stare..;)
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Katrina..Thrilled to be doing SpRinG cleaning
even the crossed windows
are a
joy
to clean..
hmm.. i ain’t
the one with a
body of a dancer..
or the face of a 21 year old
same as 25 years ago.. but
Katrina yes.. with zero make-up too..
and she never works-out past cleaning
home and shopping.. and eats
junk food everyday..
but never the less..
now never another
ounce or another
day on the
forever youth
of Angel now
Katrina.. always now
as was before.. again.. now..
and now the Sun comes out again.. forecast for this
week NO TORNADOES.. a storm is over with for now..:)
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And now’s she’s trimming trees..
look at those forearm muscles..
All Pacific Islander and Native
American..
wild breed human..
i have to work-out like
a frigging Olympic athlete
to have any muscle def..
at all.. hmm..
yeah.. it’s all
about native
genetics too..
it was a long way to walk
across the Bering Strait to get
to North America.. and
Lord knows what they
had to do
to arrive
at the Pacific Islands..
yeah.. the strong survive..
and go far.. and keep going…
Being cautious and sitting
in one space..
might be safer..
but it is the spices of
life that travel farthest..
and keep
going and going
without restraint…
one more
step for
Wild and
Free with God now..
perhaps i should just
be working
in the yard
and shut
the H up..
instead
oF
sitting
in this
dark
bedroom still.. hehe..wink emoticon..
Anyway.. the least i can do is
go out and inspect the job..;)
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Okay.. she passed inspection and perhaps
it is time for a song now..
dedicated to friends
who do all
the work
as well as being
guardians of Angels..
or angels of Guardians..
same thing i guess..
even Lucifer has
one on his
new
show..;)
You know how they say all those
Hollywood Stars made a deal
with the devil for fame..
well.. i made one
with God to help
save the
World..
perhaps you think
i am kidding..
hmm.. WeLL..
Sting said in a song
one n0w.. ‘Mephistopheles is not your name..
But i know what you’re up to just the same…
i will listen hard to your tuition..
And you will see it
come to its fruition’..
it’s just a poem or
a SonG..
after.. all
is said
and done..eh..
or maybe it’s a magicK
incantation and speLL..
for a Moonchild or
something of
that Nature..
never ending story
as such.. WeLL.. wE WiLL see..
oh yeah.. pArt of the
rest of the SonG
PoeM..here..
‘Devil and the deep blue sea behind me
Vanish in the air you’ll never find me..
i will turn your face to alabaster..
Then you’ll find your
servant is
your master’..
nah.. i don’t
wanna
hurt anyone
or be anyone’s
master.. hope no
one takes ‘iT’ like that..
out of frigging context..
and nah.. i’m not ready
to disappear yet.. offline..
but yeah.. i am
gonna take
a ‘little
vacation’..
and publish
now before leap
year is gone.. and
i promise i will not
be back on the 29th of
February for at least
3 more years.. wInks..
but meanwhile.. vacation
photos coming in the next
blog post after this really
short 2.76K or so post titled
“Lazarus and a Beer”..;)
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KATiE MiA FredericK!iI 
My favorite lines:
wish now before i go back
to the evil that is my
wife it would be
a beer
Man, that poem story was pure honesty in its core.
The way you wrote it and expressed it, I felt for this man deeply.
Good writing poetry my friend. 🙂
Hello.. my friend.. Charliezero1.. thanks so much
for dropping by and appreciate your
kind words for Lazarus
and a Beer..
yes.. honesty
is the best policy..
iT doesn’t alWays
make the best
of friends.. but
iN the long run iT
makes what iS REAL..
and speaking of what iS REAL
just back from a long day at the
Beach here named Navarre where
magic iS
aS Nature
iS FREE.. alWays now..
and the pattern of the
shores of Gulf are the
waves of my dance tracks
as i shore the ocean free
iN Gulf warm
way..
Hope you are doing
well.. my friend.. and
see ya.. on the dVerse
trails when
i get
back to
writing there..
iN only response now
of course.. as what i do
here is way too much for
the norm of online poeTry..
sMiLes.. hehe.. as ya kNow..
i’m sure..:)
Excellent my friend. You have done so much and you are a talented and gifted mind.
Hope to see you too on dVerse. If its a free for all on Thursdays.
P.S Got a brand new poem up. Feel free to read it when you have free time on your hands. 🙂
SMiLes again.. my friend Charliezero1.. actuAlly
the final nail in the coffin of my linking
relationship with dVerse
iS.. after they deleted
my final poetry
that followed all
the rules except for
the one where they
didn’t understand
the meaning of my poem..
and the final nail was when
in the next Thursday open link
prompt.. where they listed a long
list of suggested limitations to
participate.. at that
point i had already
become too important
to LIMIT.. to participate..
as they were only shooting
themselves in the foot
by making it harder
for the other
folks
to participate..
i don’t play games
my friend.. i play art
NOW for the sake of
ART and being human..
NOW.. i’ve been around
the block too many times
working with literally over
100K folks in the general
public and military environment
for frigging decades and even more
online.. overaLL.. iN the last 5 years or so..
not to figure out the games people
play to control
other folks
who do not
meet their
perceived
norms in life..
i revel in free.. end
and beginning of story
of me now free.. Thank God
for freedom of speech in areas
like Word Press and Blogger Blogs
where one can be totAlly free
from head to toe..
to heARt to Spirit
to balanced
miNd and boDy
soUl.. but with aLL
that said.. be by your
place in a few.. as i alWays
appreciate your opened ended
view of
life..
my friend..
charliezero1..
and the greatest thing about
online is.. there is NO hear say as
every dam single word
is documented
and linkable
and even
likable
or not..
as such..;)
I understand fully. Yes, dVerse is very picky on certain topics. Which is unfair to say the least. I always post my poem when they announce a free for all. Meaning post anything you want. That’s when I usually pick that day to participate in dVerse.
You are an incredible poet and a human being. 🙂
Thanks again.. my friend Charliezero1..
mY saying is ynot be
epic if ya
can.. i’ve
already been
to less than a grain
of sand.. i’ll stay
as less.. as an
epic more
grand of
sand2. yNOt
sMiLes2.. liFe
iS now and
worth living iT
as Epic when possible
as there are aLways potential
bLack hole suns iN the i’s oF us too
not unlike the rest oF UniVerse2..:)
Excellent my friend. 🙂
🙂
Siberian Tiger Beach..
Note.. no visible humans
left.. hehe..wink emoticon
Yes.. i left
one human
to toy with
and amuse
myself.. haha..
reference last
Facebook Status..
full Siberian Beach
Tiger
note..;)
Hmm.. yeah.. just
marking the territory
for Spring Break..
as yes.. March
is frisky season
for us..
Tigers..
as such..;)
And yes.. the tiger
comes across some
snowbirds on the beach..
the elder kind.. hmm.. hehe..
not too much older than me..
just love iT when one of the oldER
patriarchs.. strolling with their friends..
ask me if i am okay.. since nah.. not
everyone ballerina/martial arts it
as a dance style they
make up as they
go.. IN THE DEEP
WHITE SAND ON
THE BEACH.. haha..
AS yA.. might imagine..
they get a fredissertation
from me on all the benefits
of dance.. including the benefits
of leg strength with my trusty you
tube video.. on the beach too.. of me
leg pressing half a ton.. with arms
raised in air.. kinda like when
i dance on the beach too..
then i tale ’em.. all about
mind and body balance..
and how it’s
really kinda like
TAI CHI.. but it is just
free flowing balance that
enhances emotional regulation..
sensory integration.. and cognitive
executive function.. in way of greater
short term memory and FOCUS FOCUS..
YEAH.. BABY.. FOCUS AND GET THE
JOB AT HAND OR FOOT OR
BRAINIAC WAY DONE..
JUsT DO iT.. DoNE..
and then they get to
hear more about middle
age human potential.. and
i always bring up the Jesus
as everyone around here
can relate to the
Jesus.. and
i explain how heaven
is now for human mind
and body balancing soUl..
with unrepressed SpiRit
as emotional heARt more
fully expressed.. and how Jesus
said folks will come after him who do
even more.. and i tale ’em if Jesus was
here wRite now.. he would not put himself
above one of these beach gRains of sand..
and continue in humility of sharing.. giving
all that human can be iN Love and Fearless
way.. hmm.. and yeah.. i tale ’em all about
coming back from real hell for 66 months..
dancing close to 5,000 miles in
30 months.. and writing
11 million words since
November of 2010.. plus
writing two Novels of Free
Verse Poetry.. ranging from
40 to 60K words.
in the last couple of
months or so.. with more
to come soon.. of course too..
and i seriously doubt the next time
they see a Siberian Tiger dancing
on the beach they will ask any questions
in fear of another Tigerdissertaion too.. haha..
true story.. though.. yes.. true story.. from today..smile emoticon
And.. my goodness.. dancing like that 8 miles or so on the beach
iS an excellent workout in that deep sand with athletic
shoes.. sinking to the center of the earth..
iN balance of course..
kinda like
moonwalking
too.. iN deep white
sands that become
clouds of heaven in
balance now.. aS WeLL..
and hmm.. behind on
my milestones of
responding in
poetic way
to all the lInks
and prompts on
dVerse all the
way back to last
Tuesday end of
Mocking Bird prompt..
but all i have is now to
finish all milestones
iN liFe.. and
that’s enough
for now.. as aLL
iS now that counts
for now.. paths that
come.. paths that go..
journey iS n0w
and a
heLLuVa
reAlly
great now..
come what may
FoR reALLy N0W..!.:)
So.. what kind of animal
leaves prints on the beach..
that resemble lines of waves
as they shore the beach.. what kind
of animal.. flows like the MilkYway
in Golden Spiral Phi.. that too..
are lines of waves
as they shore
the beach..
should iT be obvious..
sure iT should be second
Nature to flow as God.. now..
as water and beach become
one Force oF balance beach
and human
sAMe.. when
one becomes
water.. ocean..
waves.. and
shore line all iN oNe
ForCe noW..
the result iS
simple..
HEAVEN
NOW ALL FREE.. iS…
i could show ya how to
juSt do iT.. but only you
can do iT..
as iT iS an
inside.. outside..
all around now..
above so below..
juSt Do iT JoB.. now
wheRe Form oF God
naturAlly reflects the
essence of aLL that iS
that iS God from
top to bottom
oF inFiniTy
morenowoneforeverforonenowmore…:)
i have to feel reAlly sorry for city sLickers..
born inTo concrete jungles.. wiThout
Love oF Mother Nature True LiGht..
to hold onto as Lifetime
Lover and Best Friend…
i write to express the
beach that iS mE..
but i dance the
beach as any lover
would free.. or forest..
or mountain.. stream..
we are when floWinG
iN Golden Phi Spiral now..
inside.. outside.. above.. oh..
so.. below.. and all around..
iF onLY.. ‘they’ could feel/
kNow iT.. ‘they’ would never
now need again.. beyond
most basic ways.. n0w..
oF moving.. connecting
and creating for subsistence
to gRow.. GRow.. GROw..
GroWinG human
beinG..
now.. aLways
now.. wHere
blisS stARts
inside and spreads
out to and wiTh InFinity..
as the ancient snake
or dragon.. swallows
a tale whole.. aS tALL..
head and shoulders
aboVe.. beLow
and
aLL
around..:)
https://thefeatheredsleep.wordpress.com/2016/03/01/are-you-there-god-its-me-big-bird/
SMiLes.. we are born as little
boys and girls sAMe..
mostly.. at least now..
until the androgens
say push or pull
the pins
this way or
that way..
ah.. spectrum
of human gender
and sexuality
deliGhtful..
and pure when
free.. until after
agriculture.. when storing
and collecting grain starts
to include reproductive parts
as well.. for a rainy day as it were..
in case supplies of that get low too..
ah but free.. plenty to eat for most..
and no longer are 72 Virgins a
draw.. for selfish men after
life.. when it’s just
a link away
if ya
move to
America
to blow stuff up..
i seriously think that is
what happens to most
potential suicide bombers
when they get here.. they say
why wait.. i can have it all now..
anyway.. the cause of all
human aggression..
violence.. and wars
can be
broken
down
to owning..
instead of sharing
free and enjoying
all the diversity
that human
brings
to
a
plate of
heaven now..
i WiLL get my
fill as a strange one too..
’cause i am free… and hell
yes.. iT iS FucKinG contagious too..
i wasn’t born to reproduce i was born for fun…
and nah..
i ain’t the
only one..
as that is how
the real God of Nature
works.. balance baby
and sometimes creating
more humans just
ain’t part
of the plan
wheRe Mother
Nature puts
her tongue
iN places
that are fun..
nah.. she ain’t a
prude.. she’s aLL
about a good time now.. baby..
i believe in total honesty and
oh my God the truth will
set the rest of
God free
as US..
and i always wanna
say featheredelight..
but yeah..
that’s
just the
way my
sensuality works..
FREE floWinG
Free deLight
fuLL..
my friend..
thefeatheredsleep..
i let my girl roar..
she is much
stronger
than the
male of me..
in oh.. oh..
yes.. so many ways..
the joy of living FreeST.. my friend..:)
Love to you as weLL..
Feathered deLiGht..
my friend..;)
And once again..
Your’s aS weLL.. my friend..
imagiNation.. gift and power..
truly being free oF cultural and
religious boarders but embracing
different same.. My strength iS aS
much iN tolerance as free.. sMiLed..
A continuing practice aLL as gRain oF
sand and sky equal iN Sacred aLL.. Most
important pArt.. Own free.. Giving.. Sharing..
ever more sINgs SeaGuLL free iN poeTry Dance..
WiTh heArt Of course As LOVE.. FearLESS..FReEd..:)
Well.. the coolest thing about
that Mocking Jay song..
is there is a version
for almost
every
day and
now as well..
so hmm.. getting
close to midnight..
11:44 pm
3012016..
long long day..
so much
beach fun
and liGht
heARted
deTours
as well.. but yes..
now to finish off that
Mocking Bird dVerse
prompt.. a few other
worldly duties coming
tomorrow.. and come
what may after that..
perhaps a catch
up on Thursday
prompt on
me narratives
the Monday Haibun
and whatever Tuesday
is for today.. more on
that later..
but for
now..
another Mocking
bird lane and paths..:)
First Love’s hand embrace..
felt becomes one..
particularly when
both are equally
enthralled with
touch of Love
unique.. and
living soUl new
as two.. hmm.. i’m so
glad the first is two on
a one way street.. i can’t
imagine how i would have felt
if the lost love had come much
earlier than the 10 months of
early Love.. oh so long iN
magic spRing of young
Love first.. anyway..
the magic
iS real
and never
the same..
yet.. so much
more to experience
than that alone with
others too.. chocolate
Love.. selections never ending..
older now
and newer now
same as fresh..
Garden’s Love
never
wilting..
water iN
SpRinG oF NoW..:)
Ah.. Music microcosm of human
heart at art of what emotion can do
in sensuality.. raging inspiring fires..
and softest nuance of holding
hands love
into elder
ways of never
ending deeper Love
that senses or sensuality
will ever kNow.. yet.. the
fire is raging.. the drums are
beating.. and yet again.. strangers
meet.. and perhaps.. create
the most beautiful
child in the world..
yeah.. my
wife..
sMiLes..
never discount
the power of lust
and beauty one..
night stands and
magic hues now
of human being..
dArk and liGht..
mysteries
taste
exciting heat
warming ever never
stop believing.. feeling..
feeling.. just feeling.. so much more..:)
SMiLes.. both of my granddad’s
dead before 55.. yep.. another
grand dad’s dad dead before
55.. i am driving 55..
still arriving alive..
55.. is just a number
now.. but kinda scary
as a number’s
game
past.. now..
i ain’t afraid
of 55.. no more..
in fact.. it is better
than ever before…
hmm.. look forward
to liGht alWays now..
the lesson of three
grandfather’s..
never
behind
dArk oF passing..:)
Just coming back from the beautiful
Emerald waters.. sugar white sand..
swaying sea oats.. and sun
spiraling seagulls.. now..
only deficit of
Florida pan
handle..
dunes
erased
by Hurricane
winds of middle
2000’s.. i must
say there is a muse
oF Beach for PoeTry
unlike any other for me..
and this.. just more fire
for that fuel..
from
Bermuda..
so thanks..
and thanks
again..
a Mocking
Bird might say..
to a friend.. A
sea
gull
too..:)
Hook ups are Hook ups..
but Love..
iS just
uP..
sMiLes..:)
Stalking creatures of the night..
Stick of Stalker
owNing Day..
liGhtS
BriGhter
eYes Of Love..
own.. alWays
less than Love..
Fear aLways
father..
mother..
oF dArk..
Free alwaYs
rain.. liGht.. upon
eYes.. n0w.. siNg Free..
no sticks.. as Stalker’s dark..:)
Memories.. yes.. Milestones
to collect.. Milestone more..
preSent
now..:)
By own hand now..
oF nightbird death..
By own hope
oF aLL gOne
now befoRe..
ByE aLL n0w..
moRe to
Be
hOld..:)
12:42 am..
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all caught
up for the
Mocking Bird now..:)
i feel..! i am iS more than me..
LesSon oF a lifenow for I..
GeT out of yoUr head
fred.. AlWays
n0w! wITh
SMiLes
jUSt
NoW
i feel
am..:)
SMiLes.. my friend..
delicate as strong..
Love iS no fear
as balance..:)
Facebook Rafiah shares a photo
of man from the website
Humans of Bombay..
who describes his
great Love
and actions
in support and
honor of his wife
who passes away..
and i say..
Greatest of all spouses
and friends teach
tHeir Love to
Love no
less
and
alWays
Live Love
fulfilled with
or without the
one who plants
the seed of Love..
and guess who wrote
this letter to his wife..
“A. You will make sure:
1. that my clothes and laundry are kept in good order;
2. that I will receive my three meals regularly in my room;
3. that my bedroom and study are kept neat, and especially that my desk is left for my use only.
B. You will renounce all personal relations with me insofar as they are not completely necessary for social reasons. Specifically, You will forego:
1. my sitting at home with you;
2. my going out or travelling with you.
C. You will obey the following points in your relations with me:
1. you will not expect any intimacy from me, nor will you reproach me in any way;
2. you will stop talking to me if I request it;
3. you will leave my bedroom or study immediately without protest if I request it.
D. You will undertake not to belittle me in front of our children, either through words or behavior.”
Yes.. in someways
Einstein was retarded..
And yes.. in some ways..
so was i until i became
smArter..smile emoticon
Perhaps the sad and amusing
part of this same as far as stereotyping
goes.. this is precisely the same character
flaws that Sheldon Cooper holds off of the
show the BiG Bang..
sadly neither man
had any feeling
of how
small
and foolish
there were/are..
and goes to show..
how far.. science can
take human away from human..
when the brain becomes more
computer
than living
heArt
oF
God..smile emoticon
And the saddest truth of aLL
my friend is that religion
can take the form
of cold
scientist
away from God too..
the true Atheist
is one
without
empathy for
all of humans
and the rest of Nature too..:)
http://www.openculture.com/2013/12/albert-einstein-imposes-on-his-first-wife-a-cruel-list-of-marital-demands.html
And then i say..
To be fair.. Einstein said this too..
but words no matter how true they are..
then or now.. can bE empty sHell iN beinG
human
without the
feelings that move
as Love with aLL others
and Nature too.. alWays now..:)
“A human being is a part of a whole, called by us ‘universe’, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest… a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.”
http://heartquotes.com/Einstein.html
Then.. Rafiah shares a Muslim hadith
that states God shares God’s
power with no one
and needs
nothing..
And i say..
And this is why there can be no
Devil separate from God..
as God shares no power
with no other ONE
but God and
God lives
in our
eYes..
so sure.. wise
saying iT iS.. wiTh
Truth and liGht
iN thIS ONE
for sure..smile emoticon
Rafiah also Shares a Muslim prayer
for Allah to grant a spouse to
not only change a
relationship
status but
to change
one’s Life..
i say..
Only one who can truly change
uS iS the ONE who lives
withiN uS..
but sure
with a little
and a lot’a help
from friends who
live with the ONE
wiThin..
ALLthatiS
GOD..smile emoticon
And finally.. wInks..
at least for now..
Rafiah shares
a photo of a man
in a large ornate
expanse of what looks
like a grand temple..
from a website named
humans in East..
about missing
meditative
quality of
the Muslim
call to prayer
five times a day..
and finAlly for
now.. i say..
One day when i cannot
dance during all waking
hours i will turn
to words..
as a disabled
person then..
again..
for prayer..:)
Okay.. back one more time..
’cause i want you to kNow.. Einstein
is still one of my favorite folks.. and truly
it is possible he was on the Autism spectrum..
like me too.. and if that is the
case there could be
totally rational
and feeling
reasons for
most of what he
told his wife.. for instance..
i don’t wash clothes or wash
dishes for good reason.. and
even MORE FEELING.. as i have
an invisible disability with over
stimulating tactile sensitivity
where i can only touch
all natural God
stuff away from
man made stuff..
including detergents..
clothes out of a dryer..
and i cannot even touch
the couch or my pants
without eXXtreme DIScomfort..
sure that’s why head to toe
dress in any form can be
excruciatingly difficult for me..
and if back in the old days.. now..
if i was a Muslim woman they
might of had
to stone.. then..
me now.. as i just
could/can NOT tolerate
being covered up NOW
by GOD’S GREAT
ART THAT iS ME
JUST THE WAY i am..
humans are not cookie cutter
images of the other.. and i for one
prove this among many others who
break the mold.. never judge a book
or a cover..
or even
an Einstein
MOld.. hehe..
ya never know
wheRe my thoughts
and feelings miGht
just go next..
simply like iT
iS wiTh God
who lives iN
me.. wE butterflies
of God FLY FREE..
and as far as the intimacy
stuff and social stuff and all of that
go.. feelings of inferiority about being
put down by the significant other.. as
others have put ya down all
your life.. as well as even
more problems with
tactile sensitivities..
sure i can relate..
but for me touching
human skin is bliss..
and hopefully before
Einstein died he
adapted too..
and made
his humanity
shine.. i like
to feel he did..
Ynot.. hope is A way for me..:)
https://charliezero1.wordpress.com/2016/03/02/may-the-bells-wrinkle-your-architect-pain/#comment-5997
i don’t wanna be rude or
crude.. but honesty is alWays
A best policy for me.. i fucKing
Love science..
but i FucKing
Love FucKing
aLL magicK oF
imaGiNaTioN
better than
a 5 to 8
step
method
to
heLL..
i practice
science while
i laugh at iT
with a manic Grin…
mad scientist i am..
made Lover
i do.. aLLKnOW
ALLONEfeeLinG
science
and art
i
wiLL
bE
ONE..:)
4:21 pm..
3022016..
Well.. back from some
real worldly detours
and now time for
last Thursday and
Victoria’s prompt
on dVerse all
about me
poetry
from
first person
perspective.. like
i never do that..
huh.. wInks..
anyway..
select almost
any poem and
that is what one
gets here for now..
at least until work-out
time comes after catching
up some more.. here i go..;)
i suppose that Ma Barker’s other boy was a feral..
cat as that’s how it goes in the woods..
when the other feral cats pin one’s
ears down for
survival..
staying alive..
no matter what
Mama cat says
before..
you’re own
iS own furry..
my boy.. now just
pin your ears back
and keep searching
for them
Tenderer
Vittles..;)
*
Dancers oF night
lone together
rise wiTh
moon briGht
wAke..
oh..
Lover.. oh
free.. oh
dance.. i am FREE..:)
Identity and Politics..
a match of culture and person..
that will always be different…
conservatives vs liberals..
fear vs free..
dark vs light..
and now the most
polarizing election
of aLL..
ah..
change..
it hurts so good..
when honesty iN core.. of
at least what one of the parties
is aLL about.. comes to a full
head..
with
combover too..;)
*
Ah.. yes.. Kudzu of poeTry
me too.. spreading invasive
vine of words am i..
photo intensive
sensitive..
green leaves
plant wherever
i go.. reaching high..
low.. inside.. outside
and all around.. my vine
is mutating always now..
changing.. adapting..
and never same..
NoW@aLLverse@now..
challenges anew..
a TsuNaMi plant
am i.. soon
to cover
a garden
and home
near YOU..;)
Oh.. repression of emotions..
from childhood.. so many
southern boy
fears.. now
to express
friendship iN
more than
tears
oF
a beer..
most alcoholics
are ’caused by
folks who
tale boys
they
cannot
smile huge
or cry deep..
i say F.. ’em
from long before
and just be FeeLinG Me..
And all alcohol and drug free..:)
Saddest art of culture..
a society that inputs data
more than outputting emoTions..
PoeTry of human moves.. connects
and creates.. dances life alive.. never
stagnant
sTill
Robot
way..
HeArt a path
deTour True..:)
*
Owning..
First World
Problem..:)
SonG oF God..
SinG oF LiFe..:)
sMiLes.. my friend.. diagnosed
with Autism am i.. too..
escaping back
iN the
world
am i
now too..
regressing
before back
to 3 before i
could speak at
4.. way later
at 47.. and
back
again..
at 53..
as sure
miracles
happen too..
misunderstood..
yes still.. understand
me.. i still.. understand
others.. more than ever now..
and do i look like i’m autistic
whatever the hell that
means.. sure then..
but i can
mold
myself..
to anyone now..:)
This makes me think about our
local preacher who talked about
homosexuals having demon possessed
behavior.. on our local only radio station..
and whenever he comes on..
he says he gets
a direct
line to God..
i think it’s gonna
be amusing when AND
iF he gets to heaven
and finds out
God
iS at least
pARt homosexual
too.. anyway.. more than
that.. i wonder how he would
feel.. if his homosexual son
committed suicide.. sadly
he would..
if HE
COULD..
probably
send him
straight to
hell iF he knew
the reason.. cold
souls feel no soUl..
pulpit
or hell
same
as real
devils now..
and yeah.. i got to
meet the man face to
face at Starbucks one
time shaking hands with
my wife and i.. one look..
my eYes connecting to him
i knew he wAS.. without a doubt..:)
PersonAlly.. now.. i think
‘iT’ iS a mix of poverty
beyond money.. now..
moving.. connecting
and creating.. but
yes.. i take
stuff apart
and put it
back together..
namely me..
humpty
dumpty
now dances
waLLsfree..
at least
i figured
iT aLL out
literAlly and
metaphoricAlly for me..
it’s been a hell and
heaven oF a
nursery
rhyme
for
i..;)
WeLL that’s
twelve and time
for work-out now..
need to get more
moving and
less finger
writing
done
now…
Back later..
i’m feeling now..;)
5:45 pm…
Back at 10:27 pm..
kinda totAlly
exhausted
from
mega
work-out
and all other
daily activities..
but let’s see
wHere i can
drive this
poeTry
boat
for
a little
while now..
before bed
time lays me down..:)
HeArt oF Human
SpiRit breathe
you live.. .
you thrive
Dance bRings
back soUl of you..:)
*
Wolves oF freedom
howl free iN moon’s
lingerie and skiN
so soft and smooth
touch iN hAnd
and feet
bRaiding
bodies togeTheR
soar high
soar low
wiTh
hair
all tangled..
tinglinG spLiT
ends.. emBraCinG..:)
Metronome heARt at the end
of my wife’s mother’s life..
Preacher at bedside..
60.. 55..
45.. 37..
20….
the rain
outside the
window pours
harder and
harder..
silence….
Love waiting.. Love finding
Love Living
Finding Love
inside Living..
Love finding.. Love waiting..:)
Words say
little when
feet
match
saNd iN FlAMe..:)
*
Fish Fries waiting
fires.. home
coming..
singing
knives..
forKs..
spoon
peace SonG
now.. winNinG..
SmiLes.. liVe aGaiN..:)
My great Aunt..
Jettie.. at 94.. taught
me the greaTest leSson oF
aLL.. i without a heARt..
SpiRit.. no longer
balancCinG
soUL.. then
@47.. waste
land life from
insane
society..
her spiRit
as Strong as
ever before..
crippled feet
slowly stepping
with walker.. almost
blind with age as well..
but the liGht in her eYes
as young or younger than
ever before.. a sMiLE
that kNew no age
iN
SpiRit..:)
As a side note here..
Kim suggests i post
the Aunt Jettie poem.. and i say..
SMiLes Kim.. And thanks for your inspiring poetry..
As a hobby i’ve actually posted a poetic response
using every single individual link of every prompt
from dVerse over an entire year.. i’m a couple of
prompts behind but it doesn’t matter
’cause i don’t link.. But wInks
that’s a moot point ’cause
i am a traveling blog.. Anyway..
Hehe.. But at any rate.. In the next
month or so i will make an unabridged blog
novel out of the year effort copied and pasted
in my blog daily as is.. Of over 100K words
titled GodsUniVerseNovel3.. And this
will be the third in around
three months of 1 of 3 in
a trilogy.. Just for fun..
It would be impossible to
print in ink or E-book as YouTube
Videos are an integral pArt of the art
for fun.. Including poetically streaming photos..
Anyway.. thanks for your kind words of appreciation..
It seems.. Some folks think i am crazy for doing this..
ha! A crazy poet.. Like that’s something new..
Winks and Smiles again..;)
This reminds me of
the battle of the sexes
so real.. so alive
so dead
as well..
hmm.. at least
that’s what i hear..
never had a problem..
as i don’t see gender..
human iS aLL i see now..:)
Master oF
ceremonies
oF Love
dogs
are iN KinD..:)
*
Empty dog bowls..
iN soUl
oF
Love..
Strike 10
Force 1..:)
Hmm.. and with
that said.. 10 more
more completed
here.. and nine
more to finish
the entire
last
Thursday
prompt..
likely
iN the
morning..
as yes..
night night
now iS Ringing
Louder NOW..:)
11:11 pm..
3022016
Back at 10:11 am..
11 hours later..
a few global
deTours
but ready
now to finish
up the dVerse
Thursday prompt
on narrative first
person poeTry as such..;)
Human prisons rust
Human’s Love rusts..
Human Freedom SinGs
with only Trust.. asSonG
wIth Love
asKinD
and fearless
RefRain..
amuSt
iNflAme
aTorch
oF FiRe
iN
i’sLove..:)
Sacrifice of liFe..
always giving Life..
returning Love
Lives
again..
with sacrifice
as liGht.. in new
born baby creativity
always now.. my friend..:)
i suppose the greatest
sin of religion ever
is suggesting
that one pArt
was/iS more
sacred than the
other ART.. sMiLes
God reigns
iN aLL pArts
of her Nature
Sacred and Holy..
only human and
human’s evil created
religions would suggest
that any Sacred
Holy
pArt iS
less than
soUl of ALL
oF Nature sAMe..
after all evil is
said and
done.. it iS
just a word..
and human
made created
actions..
But God iS
REAL AS NATURE..
Free And Back iN Balance..:)
Really simple no duh.. side note
here.. wouldn’t life be so easy
iF ‘they’ now.. not unlike the
REAL MAN JESUS.. JUST ANOTHER
yogi-like dude as reported
in the gnostic Gospel
of Thomas.. saw
and felt Nature
as God and ONE
as sAME worth
reverence as
Sacred Holy ALL
as Nature sAMe..
and of course what this
all naturAlly means iS wE
too are aLL are a Sacred Holy
pArt oF God..
but that would
be too easy..
too loving
kind and fearless
with trust iN all
that iS.. that would
give aLL the power back
to the children of God as
Nature who are simply uS..
as aLL other pARts oF
Nature
sAMe..
any ‘primitive’ society
kNew this aLL innately NOW..
instinctually and intuitively
and sure even with science
sTill in its infancy it
proves this simple
yet magical
Truth
as iS liGht
for now alWays
as WeLL.. but no..
some psychopathic leaning
dude or dudette.. decided they
wanted all the grains of agriculture
put it in a silo back ‘then’.. of sorts..
and made human beings into slaves
to store more
grain.. for a rainy
day.. sadly enough
away from free..
as ignorant human
beings ruled by culture
and religions.. suffer away
from the God of Nature every day
every now.. in frOwns and ruSty
walks of
sidewalk
talk..
of weary
eYes of Slaves..
i am ruled by NO
PSYCHOPATHIC CONTROLLING
FUCKING SUBJECTIng EVIL
FUCKING HUMANS
OR RELIGIONS
AS MY GOD
AND
i
are
FUCKING
FREE.. AND ANYONE
WHO WOULD TAKE OUR
FREEDOM AWAY
WILL
FACE
THE WRATH
OF GOD iN
MY EYES
AS WELL..
OF RIGHTEOUS
FAITH IN THE GOD
OF ALL oF NATURE
ALWAYS NOW
THAT iS
ALL THAT
iS REAL
AND TRUE
iN LOVE
LIGHT
FEARLESS
TRUST
OF WHAT
iS REAL NOW
AND ALWAYS
HAS BEEN
NOW..
no wheRe
hidden but
in lies of books..
and no.. hell no.. science
ain’t even got a bread crumb
of God figured out yet.. i can
run circles around science iN ARt..
that no computer
will Fucking
ever
figure out..
’cause God iS
behind me iN me..
and this ALL God
oF Nature iS Art
at core with science
only as elementary scribe..
so sure i am also an atomic
bomb.. if you haven’t felt
aLL of
me and
God yet..
an atomic
bomb of Love
that iS.. a greater
power than missiles
have ever
carried..
as it is God
incarnate as us
ONE when wE grow
with God’s eYes
iN uS once
again
Free as
the so-called
primitives were
and are sTiLL.. aLL
tHeir power iS felt and
sensed within and this power
of Love and fearless dwarfs
the highest
edifice
ever created
by human hands..
skyscrapers of
Angelic Love
are wE..
when and
onLY when
created by
God that
lives
WITHIN..
YEAH.. simple
to me at least..
as the power of God
lives through me
expressed
iN words
aS WeLL..
A tSunAmi..
free floWinG
spReading never
beginning or ending
now.. spiRit aLL alWays groWinG..:)
Back to the original
‘planned’ proGram..
now..;)
Ah yes.. my friend..
so you know/FEEL
the secret oF
Never land
Now.. iS the
onLY true
reality free..
wheRe We create
both wE and the rest
of reality as REAL AS
iT CAN
GeT..
sMiLes
and sure
it’s more
than a metaphor
iT’s a feeLinG that’s REAL..:)
Moon of Magic
dreamy liGht you
SinG mY sOul
a SonG that’s alWays
new.. oh ‘they’.. they
took you away..
perhaps
at age
5.. in Kindergarden..
perhaps in private
Catholic School
at 7.. or maybe
back in
‘Southern’
ways of
small
town
bully
boy
middle
schools..
who said
only queers
smile big and
wide with ART dreams..
i am no longer a boy
i am a 230 LB Martial
Artist who leg presses
half a ton 25 times with
arms raised in air
like a frigging
ballerina..
but the thing
iS Love rules
me by the pale
moonlight
of midnight
dreams
Love
Frees Love
i am.. stronger
and freer and younger
driving 55 than ever before..
heHE.. sure it’s a poem but the
thing iS.. i can prove every word
in the eyes of science and
bully
boys
too..
happy now
my friend.. it’s
worth shaRinG..
wiTh KInD and COUrAGE
As ONly CiNDERFEllAS
REaLLY KnOW and FeeL..:)
Ah.. groWing up by railroad
tracks.. Train trestle
bridge almost
stone’s throw
away.. shakes foundation
then of shot-gun river home..
i wished for a push button
machine now answeRinG
aLL my questions.. but All
i received then iS
A sad
refRain
past iN
whistle calls
of trains old..
all anew kNow!
the birth oFliGht!
iN human Wisdom
feeLinG more.. a hive
oF push button knoWinG
and feeLinG arises whistles
Now! Google train alWays
moving ahead..
ALL ABOARD!
MORE FEELING
WISDOM NOW!
TRAIN
OF
BEING
NOW..!..:)
SmiLes.. a beautiful
SonG about Love
for a cat..
but sure
iT could
be the same
song that i have
for my wife Katrina..
as i Lick her tears away
and Love to the point
where it is impossible
for her to even age..
and the most
magical
pARt oF
aLL iS..
well…
i can prove iT..
and just did iN
my latest post..
but if you’ve ever
been to my home..
you’ve likely already
seen
the proof..
sMiLes and
happy Now..
my friend..
with
tears
licked
all away
in hopes for
you as WeLL..:)
For every Moonlit
Star a hope for more
to lEarn and feeL..
a realiTy for
those
who
say and FEEL noW
so let It Be writTen
so let iT bE dOne..:)
After every sunset
comes a rise
above so
below..
and Nature
SinGs a never
ending SonG
oF Hope
iN
Faith
oF Now..
Believe iS Next
alWays now..
Truth
liGht
we too
set
rise
iN arT oF uS..
never ending
rhythm
for those
who
synch
iN balance
wiTh rest oF
God’s NatUre FREE..:)
Well.. all finished
last weeks prompts
finAlly and
two more
behind this
week with
another
coming
today..
hmm..
perhaps i will
rest for now..
and surely dance
in Sun and clouds
and sand as
the Sun
is sTill
peeking through
before after noon
storms.. but like
feather i will continue
to flow wherever the
Wind of God
takes
me
FREE
JUST NOW..:)
11:45 am..
3032016..:)
Isn’t that funny that often happens to me
when i write as well.. where the
interpretation from me
changes.. but i don’t
think when i write..
it comes from
somewhere
else..
and that’s
the mystery
that only
God understands
fully my friend.. Rafiah..
living within us.. of course..
and yes.. owning stuff iS
the fall of mankind
including
stuff and
human beings
for prize rather than Love..
and that comes in many
hidden forms that liars
would say is from
God.. and
religion
of course..
God is not
religion.. Religion
can be an expression
of God but God is
NOT Religion..
God..
is Free
and so can we..BE
AS REFLECTION OF GOD..
IF we do not live in Prison..
of the making of culture..
religion as is..
or ourselves..
but to
look within
is to hear
the answers from
God.. DIRECTLY..
it’s
possible
but not always
easy to seek
and find
the DIRECT
ROUTE TO
AND FROM GOD.. WITHIN..:)
SMiLes my friend.. Rafiah..
God iS Nature ONE and
saMe.. and Nature
and God provides
ways for
human
to survive
and even thrive
one and sAme..
iT iS up to uS..
to learn
the lessons
from God away
from.. and yes in
Culture and Religion
to survive now WeLL..
and thrive.. and Love
and Fearless iS the only
thrive i know/feel.. anything
else material attachment
iS away
from that
as far as i for
one can see/feel.. and
true some people
gain attachments
to people
as material
attachment too..
but when the Love radiates
from within the Human SoUl..
heARt.. and SpiRit that is as
real but much more mysterious
than a chemical equation.. and actually
can be understood with art rather than
science alone.. we can be free and
fearless as living loving creatures
where we don’t have to
be quiet
’cause
Love speaks
for us… the greaTest
gift from God that yes..
is test too in metaphorical
sense.. of feedback from the
emotions and groWinG stronger
in fearless and Love.. but the sad
thing my friend.. is.. folks think they
will find this in books and words.. but
no.. the paths are within.. comprising feelings
senses.. and yes.. even sensuality too..
but to control people away from
Love is to instill illusory
fears for material
gains.. in all stuff..
and reproductive
control.. God will
have none of this
with God’s will instilled
as Human Nature free..
but human will attempt
to rule other humans..
and enslave
them for
their own
purposeful owning
and truly insane ways of
making the entire human race
out of balance.. with God
as Nature.. Nature has aLL
the answers as Nature
is God’s
Bible
that WiLL
always be
free Infinity
now my friend.. more..
i see people in misery
and suffering every i go.. even
here in the so-called rich U.S.. but
see that is why they suffer as they
no longer see and feel
and understand
their relationship
with Nature that is
one and same with God..
where the struggle is survival
but the prize is fearless Love
in Moving.. Connecting.. Creating..
Sharing and Giving with other Moving
Connecting.. Sharing.. and Giving Human
Beings and the rest of Nature that does the same iN BALANCE..
God’s Religion iS BALANCE.. ONE SEES THAT EVERYWHERE
IN THE BIBLE
OF NATURE..
IF THERE IS ANY
DEVIL IT IS HUMAN
CULTURE AND RELIGION
THAT TAKES HUMAN
WAY FROM
GOD’S
RELIGION
OF BALANCE..
MY FRIEND.. BUT
I DON’T HAVE TO SAY
IT AS GOD SAYS IT EVERYWHERE
WITH NATURE’S LIVING GOD BREATH ALWAYSNOW…
iN
balance..
you see
balance
holds
aLL
these words
up as Truth
and LiGht
as i am not
the creator
of balance
i submit
to God’s
L A W
oF Balance
thaT iS AlwaysNow..:)
i know you are very close
to your Grandmother.. and
wasn’t able to determine
she passed away from
your comments on Facebook..
and that explains your other
blog posts too i guess.. that i
just responded too.. that may
not match the intent of your
feelings at all.. Rafiah..
but sure..
i understand
loss and if Einstein
were around and understood
brain chemistry as well as i do..
he would tell you that it is levels
of your oxytocin dropping off and
now is a good time to write poetry ’cause
the creative neurochemical Dopamine will
Naturally rise up.. and make bitter sweet
feelings too.. that is conducive
to artistic expressions
that tend to
Bring the
Love and neurohormone oxytocin
feelings of social bonding
and Serotonin feelings of
neurochemical
trust back..
but yeah..
these words of
neurochemical
and neurohormone
labels are meaningless
without the Art of human being..
sMiles.. and sure.. analytical thinking
takes one totally out of the emotional mind
but problem is the medicine is the art and
HeaRt of emotions
and the only
way that
the free bird truly
sings again… When My Grandmother’s
father died in 1965.. she about 62 and he
dying at age 94.. she had never painted
before.. but used that sadness of
oxytocin loss and dopamine
increase.. to become
a great oil
painter
just from
visual memories
of her life.. where she
probably didn’t plan the
art.. iT flowed from
her Soul
back
in balance
my friend..
as her art made others
happy and they shared that
happiness back as Love..
and that is what i am
doing with you now..
hopefully you
will feel it my friend
as that is what truly free humans
do.. they share all their thoughts
and feelings without
restraint of
what is
truly
real in
HUMAN FEELINGS..:)
Sun iN SkeYes
oF i.. Dance
And Song..
God that
no man
or woman
owns but i..
hmm.. i have a confesSioN
to make.. i am not the Sun
of God and i am a son of Sun..
as dust i came and son i am
oF Sun and sAMe am i..
SMILed.. i cannot tale
ya how the story of
human future
WiLL end but
i can tale
ya how
the story WiLL
continue as i also
was a Canary iN a
Coal mine before the
rest of Nature set me
free.. as no one owns
me now..
but Nature
ONE as i…
Anyway.. this is how
the SonG goes.. first theRe
was Nature then Human pArt populating
shore to shore.. then information technology
where humans become robots and no longer
reproduce.. problem solved.. albeit lifelong misery
of human in hell of being robot rather
than FucKinG pArt oF
Nature.. the
meek shall
inherit the Earth
thanks Robot Humans
do as you desire with robot
screens and eyes for i for one
WiLL Live for Free iN Sands
of Nature
SonG
and Dance
as son of Sun
of aLL THaT is..
i WiLL Giggle while
others Google to
hell and
back
same as now..
in 4 inch Scream
of howling
Hell
Screens..
and sure other can join
me too.. but first they WiLL
have to set themselves free
dancing naked once again
in SinG SonG way
iN sand and son
of Sun of aLL
thaT iSnow..
a creature
free
of Lies
Again.. wHere i
of Sun and i liGht uP
togeTheR once again..
Hmm.. YEAH.. REMINDS
me too of my freshman year
of college with a philosophy teacher
who sliced all the BS.. with a sacred
knife of truth and LiGht.. i drove to
the beach on a BriGht and Sunny
day and finAlly realized God
was no man as brain
washed by
everyone
who came
to testify before
me since age 4
after speech.. and
the Nature of Age three
with Blue skEYes of Free
and dance of i free
and sOnG of me
SinGs was/is
the ultimate
expression oF
God that this speck
of Sun dust would ever
meet and be.. anyway..
it’s fun to be free.. wish
i could convince more
folks.. thIS simple truth
but the
quicksand
of culture
and religion
is no easy beast
to defeat until one
finds a way to escape
on tHeir ownED way oF Free..:)
WeLL.. okay.. considering the
opening SonG and photo
credits of THE GOD OF
NATURE i FOR ONE
KNOW NOW AND
FEEL SO WELL
iN gift of
PREsent
now.. this seems
to be a great place
to publish as it
tidily sums
iT all
out iN
Sun of God..
Yeah sure..
Mr. blue skies
if wanna call it
that too.. yes.. this
‘Cyberian Tiger Beach’
post has reached the
shore.. and all that is left
to do for now.. is finish
my sacred R and R
duties for what
i for one
make
as Holy
Thursday of
dance of i and all
the cool college age folks
at Old Seville Quarter celebrating
my 100th dance week night there..
Be back around 3 am in the
wee hours of
Friday morning
to document JOY
here iN thiS new
blog post.. yeah..
as there just ain’t
nothing better
than God’s
gift present
to us THAT
iS A S GREAT As
CLEAN joy! Free from
allNOW Frigging cultural
and religious illusory fears..
FREE BABY.. FREE WiLL SAVE
THOSE OF US WHO CAN
AND WiLL JUST
DO IT
NOW..
wITh a fearless Love
iN moving.. connecting..
creating.. sharing..
giving Dance
and SonG
oF LiFE!..
wITh Nature
ALL God ONE
and sAMe..:)
Butt oops..
first.. just
noted Shawna’s
link a full two
prompts ahead
so i will
drop it
here.. as
her blog will
be ancient
ashes by
the time
i get there..
http://rawcayn.blogspot.com/2016/03/blog-post_2.html
Well.. i’m a full two prompts
behind so let me catch
you while you are
spRing
Finger
fuming..
Excellent
write.. just
wanted to
tale you
that2..
F in
Brilliant..
Raw baby
that’s the
way i like it..
Raw excellent
and Brilliant
Red fLinger
oN Fire..;)
Ha! that’s painful
yet hilarious..;)
It’s neither
here or theRe
but i miss
you too..
carry on
dear..
there’s
alWays
later..
now..;)
Wow – thought I’d drop over and see what you had and you are never short on words..I mean that in a good way. Of course now JC Superstar is playing in my head. What’s the buzz tell me whats-a happening.
HI Truedessa.. thanks so much for dropping by..
and yes.. i’ve kinda imposed a casual
limit of 10K or so words
per regular blog
post.. now..
as over 10K has
problems fitting on
my Facebook status…
hehe.. so this one is
definitely one
of the shorter
efforts now..
i just kinda flow
with the words..
until it feels
comfortable
to stop..
but nah..
i can’t remember
the last time i went
below 2K words..
and it seems like this
is comfortable for the way
i write for free now as art…
and yeah.. in the video about
Jesus Christ Superstar.. i’m more
like the Black Judas guy who just
wanted to know and feel what it’s all
about.. and i will be with all my dancers
tonight asking that
question
in the form
of dance where
the answer is the
means of dance
to the
end
of now
as essence
real.. my friend..
smiles.. i see God
as Art.. as Nature
while religion etc..
and science tend
to view it as concrete
label stuff.. but
i like
iT free
and always changing
as the Dance and Song
of i now.. sMiLed aGaiN..
with or without words..
hehe.. hard
as it is to
believe some
folks i dance with
out in public
think i don’t
talk much
at all..
yeah..
i’ve always
got a new surprise..
a Holy and or
Sacred Fool/
CLoWN..
i wiLL
be for
NOW..:)
http://rawcayn.blogspot.com/2016/03/blog-post_2.html
Never a rush.. my friend..
Shawna.. to visit here..
and yeah i know..
i had to get
an iPhone6s
to open me
up myself..
technology
is catching up
to me.. surely
but slowly..
WiNks..
again..;)
SMiLes.. my friend.. gigoid..
Earth.. Wind.. Fire.. and Water..
Are wEnow as Star DuSt walKinG
that’s aLLnaAll the fAiry real tale i am
iN liFe.. TrUly THAT iS impressive enough..:)