15 Responses to PAws oF fUn

1. katiemiafrederick says:

   March 28, 2016 at 1:08 PM

   Sand Box Heaven
   in Nature real sTill..
   Childhood as Heaven
   before 5 and school..
   wHere River Flows through
   me alWays now.. now that i am
   five again.. arriving alive alWays
   now.. i suppose i can just bask in
   the Sun.. hunt for food at Super
   Walmart.. better yet.. Katrina
   can gather
   that..
   as modern
   culture does
   all the hunting for me..
   but that is the problem.. the
   Hunt of Life is alWays creative..
   as the cat Tennessee at 17
   years old.. is Still as
   mindfully aware
   as wild-cat
   at age 1 or
   less before..
   ALL iS now for a cat
   in the Wild.. as iS Wild
   for the
   cat
   of me
   now.. with
   the added culture
   driving attribute of
   free fats
   and sugars
   for all..
   hmm..
   so what to do..
   yes.. creativity of libido
   is what drives cat and human
   alike.. must adapt and change..
   continue to dance and hunt
   for soUls to free again..
   wIld as cat of
   God can
   bE
   rolling in Summer
   mid-day sands..
   hugging
   midnight
   leaves
   grass
   one as ONE
   as sAMe.. Nature
   we are me is US
   ALLONE when FReED..:)

   Relevant..yes..
   STill.. From..
   a year ago…

   https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/03/28/gods-higher-power-in-one-body-blood-and-words/

   Yes.. God’s hiGher
   power iN ONE body
   blood and words.. kinda
   like the Eucharist..
   but real
   iN Nature
   aLL.. and
   gotta love Facebook..
   Google.. Youtube..
   Word Press and
   all the lot..
   as they are
   my private secretaries
   relatively free and never
   failing to deliver in an instant
   of technology driving liGht
   as pARt of the
   extended
   human
   tool..
   as God oF
   Nature TooL…
   So i move on.. wander..
   wonderlust here and theRe..
   sTill haven’t made iT back to
   two weeks ago.. now prompt
   at dVerse for my continuing milestones
   there to respond to all prompts and lInks
   for an entire year.. and publish my third
   all free verse Novel.. that will be
   titLed GodsUniVerseNovel3
   like the two before that
   and sure i’ll lInk ’em
   aGain.. yNot..

   https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/12/26/godsuniversenovel/

   https://katiemiafrederick.com/2016/02/09/godsuniversenovel2/

   i’m just free sharing
   and my only promotion
   is to share with zero bucks
   in commercials for money
   eYes.. THANK GOD..
   as this means i answer
   and am accountable to
   no one but the God
   of Nature in what i create..
   and of course all local.. state..
   and federal laws.. that are easy
   as ever to navigate for anyone
   with common sense now..
   at least in art
   ways away
   from
   red tape land
   for those who make
   enough revenue dollars
   and must pay tax in federal
   income way.. i’m all for taxes
   to make the roads i run on real..
   but on the other hand i ain’t about
   earning the money.. there is enough
   seed stored up for the rest of my
   humble
   liFe
   iN CREATING
   LIKE A UNiVERSeONE..
   AND sure this is way too much
   for most anyone to really look at or read..
   in total of what i do.. including restrictions
   of slow computers and or Internet access
   now still coming faster.. but it is the
   journey.. yes.. and number
   of paths one takes
   in every which
   way loose
   as free..
   that makes
   now more heaven
   as heaven iS now..
   FREE for those who just
   keep doing iT more and
   more with greater potential
   human intelligences from head
   to toe.. emotions to senses.. YES..
   ALL FReED..
   at lEAster
   continuing
   for
   me..
   ALIVE AGAIN
   OR FOR THE FIRST
   NOW REAL JUsTnOW..:)

   Anyway.. it’s cool for me.. at least..
   to watch all the different directions my
   creativity have taken through the course
   of all the challenges since 2008 and the
   beginning of hell then in illness and eventually
   heaven again in 2013.. starting the writing then
   rather formal and all logical way on the Wrong
   Planet Internet site.. almost like making
   lists.. on November 26th of 2010..
   and eventually getting all
   poetic by March
   of 2013..
   and letting it all
   go by August of 2013..
   starting the Word Press Blog
   then and keeping two other
   Blogger Blogs and other
   restricted blogs..
   to make
   it easier
   for folks
   who said Word Press
   was too buggy and slow
   to open up with all wHere i go..
   and what i do.. for super free creativity..

   http://katiemiaaghogday.blogspot.com

   Yes.. my oldest blog here.. from March 10th
   of 2013.. a copy and paste now of all of what
   i do on Word Press.. 93K approaching over
   100K views.. with total output of all i do
   now on YouTube plus Kate Mia
   tally
   at
   1.37 million
   views as linked
   here.. again.. i provide
   evidence for folks who may
   think my talk is just bloWing
   smoke and all
   mirrors..
   hehe..

   https://plus.google.com/+KateMia/posts

   Anyway.. the easiest accessible blog is
   this one.. in terms of non-restricted art
   blogs.. as it is waters down with
   options other than
   a Twitter
   feed
   that is just
   an automated
   process of steady
   links of most all of what
   i do.. as robots will do for me..
   iN programmed nerd way of others
   now.. TG for them.. as i appreciate that..

   http://katiemiafrederick.blogspot.com

   Additionally.. i provide text versions.. easy
   to open of what i do.. as regular status posts
   on my Personal Facebook page.. as well as
   Facebook blog page.. and Nature
   page.. linked on the
   right here now on
   my Word Press page.
   as well as Gravatar
   page.. as
   linked
   here..

   http://en.gravatar.com/katiemiafrederick

   So yes.. i am impressed with all the avenues
   available for creativity.. and these are the
   avenues i use most.. with several other
   like Twitter.. Tumblr.. Flickr.. Pinterest..
   Youtube.. and my historical
   writings on the
   Wrong Planet
   too.. but
   they are either
   automating what
   i do here in copy and
   paste.. or the history of
   what leads me to a much
   bigger technology SAND BOX
   NOW OF PLAYING WITH OTHERS
   FULL FORCE NOW.. yeah.. i’m kicking
   up some sand.. both online and in the world
   of dancing everywhere i go in public.. but the
   bottom line is it’s ALL PLAY AND FUN TO DO…
   WHATEVER becomes work i leave behind..
   been there and done the system
   for the ‘man’ for decades
   and i left
   ’em
   behind..
   and about a year ago..
   iS when the folks from dVerse
   starTed to try to close down
   my wings of creativity..
   the last real
   community
   i was a member
   of anywhere as far as
   having to follow rules and
   regulations.. that clipped
   my wings shortER
   In tHeir efforts..
   i live in a way
   that allows me to
   be the freest now..
   and i suppose that is the
   same milestone that Tennessee
   travels in briGht lit March Mornings
   in mY
   SaNDbOX2ALLFORFREEANDWILD2nOW1..:)

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2. katiemiafrederick says:

   March 28, 2016 at 2:00 PM

   http://gigoid.me/2016/03/28/traps-for-the-unwary/#comment-18707

   Ah.. my friend that is wonderful news that you slept
   comfortably and awake without pain..
   And addiction.. of the past.. i can
   relate to.. as well.. in prescription
   way.. as Ativan was my
   onLY potential for
   sleep for 66 months..
   first at 4 MG in 2008 saving
   me from the death of 40 sleepless
   days of hell.. IN PAiN.. evenTually
   to 1 quarter of a pill in March
   of 2013.. to the last
   quarter of a
   Pill when
   19 medical
   disorders went literally
   poof on a beach of Free..
   at end of July of 2013.. and
   i changed into someone else
   totAlly as free as magic
   could ever
   take me
   iN any fictional
   movie reflecting
   the miracle my life
   beComing then.. bY
   mY God of Spinoza..
   And Einstein Nature..
   Einstein is absolutely
   correct in metaphor way..
   there are two ways of looking at
   life.. one of no miracles or one of all
   Miracles true as we stand here intelligently
   and full of feelings as walKinG talKing duSt
   of stars
   now..
   and in the
   so-called religious
   movie.. named Miracles
   From Heaven they used
   that same exact quote
   to illustrate
   the best
   way to live
   life.. to see the
   smallest iN gRain of Sand
   as sacred.. holy miracle of Life..
   to far far beyond.. what UniVerse
   eYes can see as real for now..
   beyond the human good
   and bad..
   there is
   the tapestry
   that is the imperfection
   of what is a perfect miracle
   iN what can be balance as
   practice now..
   as there is
   no perfect
   but the
   imperfect of
   the Art of God of Nature
   that alWays changes as the
   rule of balance.. like a playground
   and a seesaw iN a cycle of up and
   down.. inside and out.. and all around
   as
   Miracles
   NOW mY Friend..
   the more i see as Miracle
   they more wE become Miracles
   iN
   truth
   and LiGht..
   with no exclusions
   iN understanding that
   dArk does bRing uS here
   as
   WeLL
   beings
   oF Human
   iN BALANCE NOW..
   in
   Truth
   liGht
   as Love
   WiLL do WeLL
   iN courage Free..:)

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3. katiemiafrederick says:

   March 28, 2016 at 2:48 PM

   https://albinophoenix.wordpress.com/2016/03/27/thou-thee/comment-page-1/#comment-1103

   Well.. the truth is.. my friend..
   now.. the Albino Phoenix..
   i read all my poeTry online
   and have never truly read the
   so-called greats other than bits
   and pieces shared online.. and as far
   as Barnes and Nobles go.. what i find of
   the so-called greats there.. bores me compared
   to what i find online all free.. and that is great my friend..
   for those who Love to create
   and at least have
   an opportunity
   to share..
   as Lord kNows
   iT iS a more
   connected
   option
   than Emily’s
   closed bedroom
   drawers.. it’s nice to
   do it now and share while
   we do it.. i mean.. after all that
   is what humans
   have always
   dOne
   iN the
   Now of
   shaRing noW..
   and as far as i go..
   haha.. publishing anything
   online all for free is beyond my
   wildest dream..
   of creating
   anything
   at all..
   out of cold
   hard computer
   mind in analytical
   robot ways.. seriously..
   people used to call me a
   technical manual of a computer
   when i spoke or wrote.. the path
   out of free..
   is away
   from all
   rules.. my friend..
   and for me.. putting
   on underwear online..
   was the first
   step
   out
   of hell..
   but that would
   be hard for a person
   to understand who
   iS burning
   tHere with
   flAmes that
   no longer burn
   inside aLive wiTh Spark oF FREE..
   People are terrified of free my friend
   except those of us who have been
   in heLL
   and appreciate
   what free can do..
   when no longer held
   back from lesser FREE..
   My heroes are the Robin William’s..
   Jim Carrey’s.. who never ever make
   a penny
   out of
   iT
   my friend..
   as living away
   from the dollar
   of fame or
   fortune..
   when
   possible
   iS the
   best
   way
   oF
   All
   to DO
   iT aLL..
   without
   kNoWinG
   a dam thing
   NOW butT yes..
   FREE iN NOW..
   TO DanCe and SinG
   Free is the archetype
   oF Apollo and how the
   Universe iS created aLL
   Natural too.. the ones who
   pooh pooh it for the dollar
   biLL
   are the
   ones who
   have never
   been or WiLL
   bE UniVerse FREE..
   THere is a certain freedom
   for those who are interested..
   just to give a link to someone
   in the general public when they
   find you interesting and free..
   i cannot imagine a
   greater now
   than now..
   when
   wE can
   share so
   much of uS
   both off
   and
   online FREE..
   for me at least..
   iT is ThriLLinGly FREE..
   and the best thing of ALL
   iS.. No one can stop me from
   beIng free this way.. as tHeir
   frowns mean nothing to
   the Free of MeNOW..
   it’s a big world..
   and a small
   enough
   one now
   for the
   truly free
   of us to
   connect
   FOR FREE..
   By the way.. email
   notifications are my
   reminders.. just about
   the only reminder of time
   for me.. so i’ll be back to
   read.. but for some reason i’m
   not getting email notifications
   but that’s okay..
   i will remember
   as nows go by
   as the
   Albino Pheonix FREE
   iS worth visiting aGain..:)

   And the Albino Phoenix asks
   me iF she can join me iN
   my truth of free.. and
   i say.. then..

   sMiLes.. Of course..
   On course.. My friend..
   as True hUman Nature as
   liGht fearless free toGeThER
   aS One Force wITh the rest of Nature FReED..:)

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4. katiemiafrederick says:

   March 28, 2016 at 3:13 PM

   https://anarmchairperfectionist.wordpress.com/2016/03/28/keep-running/

   SMiLes.. my friend.. Prajakta.. tHere was a day
   and a tiMe.. when i worried about conforming
   to the limits and expectations
   of others..
   DEChADES
   iN the frOwns..
   the laughing at..
   the disgusting looks..
   at a thin androgynous looking
   boy in a red state patriarchal
   evangelist
   land
   of hate..
   but you kNow what..
   i didn’t give up.. i continued
   to get stronger.. but i did not
   find fearless.. until
   i gave
   them
   up..
   and determined
   that Love was both
   free and fearless now..
   then the creativity flows
   from head to toe.. in so many
   ways than the naysayers WilLL
   ever FEEL.. noWas bRoad as the sMile
   oF InFiniTy liVes withiN me.. i WiLL Survive..
   The best thing i ever did was when i was no longer
   afraid to stand in my ‘underwear’ in front of the world
   and dance
   free everywHere
   i go in public
   as that is
   both
   free
   and legal.. hehe..
   tHere is alWays
   a way out
   of the
   priSons
   of others
   as tHiS FREE
   iS geneRated withiN
   aLL G and X as WeLL..:)

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5. katiemiafrederick says:

   March 28, 2016 at 3:34 PM

   TrUly iT coNtinUes
   BEinG fUn
   leaVinG
   mY soUL
   bEhind alWays
   noW aLive…
   ‘sOmeOne’
   clUeS
   mE iN
   oN tHe
   imPoRTance..
   oF thiS.. alWaySnow..:)

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6. katiemiafrederick says:

   March 28, 2016 at 3:59 PM

   Okay.. finAlly back to
   dVerse two-weeks ago
   Tuesday prompt on one
   of my favorite subjects
   hands.. oh boy.. hands..
   my hands.. so small
   and delicate
   when young..
   hide those hands
   from dogs as for
   some reAson.. something
   told me to protect them at all
   costs.. play the piano.. sheet
   music instruction.. but find a way
   out of instruction.. eventuAlly at age
   47 stress never experienced before..
   emoTiOns.. go.. trying to escape
   through keys of ivory and bLack..
   a secret place of hell
   of no feelings
   i had no idea
   of feelings before
   exists for then..
   but the pain
   of numbness
   sparks its last grasp
   in SonG of Keys of mY
   SouL.. attempting to escape
   a cultural made hell of illusory
   fears.. no it wasn’t the end of the
   world if i lost my job.. no it wasn’t the
   end of the world if we lost our health insurance
   and home.. no it wasn’t the end of the world..
   if we lost a few days of meals..
   but yes for all practical
   intents and purposes
   it was the end
   of my
   world
   when i lost
   my heArt of EmoTion..
   SpiRit expreSsinG
   thAt emoTion..
   and body
   almost completely
   separated iN miNd
   and bOdy balance.. two hands
   worKing feverishly to free my soUl
   in balance once aGain.. but failing when
   my last breath of life almost comes later
   in the 2008 year after the ’07
   howl of my soUl
   is captured
   on a small dictation
   device.. right before i lost
   the ability to use my eyes to
   read.. or ears to hear another song
   until 5 years later.. and the first SonG
   i heard was on YouTube the SonG of
   mY SoUl trying to E-scape.. the
   hell of yesternow then..
   a lonely ghost
   the keys
   of me
   driving out
   of heLL wITh
   no wHere to go
   but down.. down
   and down.. some more..
   to the rings of Dante’s hell
   that are infinity true as rings
   of heaven.. in Gold of eYes fearless
   Love.. anyway.. my hands hoped to save
   me then.. but i wore them out in carpal tunnel
   syndrome way.. eventually the keyboard was
   a digital one of word.. that would eventually
   link songs and words of past..
   and BRinG my heARt..
   SpiRit and
   SoUl
   back
   greater than
   these hands could
   have ever played
   before.. yes.. then..
   SonG oF mY SoUl..
   For noW.. theRe is only
   gravity and time in hell..
   but wHere i live now tHere
   are only hands of FREE.. and
   a feather me that floats wITh gravity
   wHere feat of feet join iN HAnds oF Love..
   no longer shaking in foot of hand iN fear..
   i join mY
   hands
   and feet
   toGeThEr iN
   a non-verbal
   fearless prayer of Love..
   iN SonG and DanCe SoULnoW..
   And now it’s now for a steak
   and a somewhat early work-out
   at the gym.. dVerse will be
   tHere sTill when i get back..
   as sure
   i have
   perspective
   of what iS real
   and Good about
   Life
   iN
   Free..
   oF miNd
   and BoDy
   Balance SoUL REAL..:)

   Back at 11:49 pm..
   3282016.. and
   staRtinG aGain
   on hand
   poeTry..:)

   Knuckles bent by arthritis..
   fingers and thumbs thick
   from picking cotton..
   raising sisters..
   without a mother..
   My Grandmother
   waitresses 12 hours
   iNhAnd and feat of feet..
   rest comes early iN her 50’s..
   as my mother takes care
   of her
   for
   rest
   iN Life..
   and then those
   hands paint in her
   60’s.. when her father dies..
   Hands of change
   Hands
   of work
   and Art Free..:)

   *
   Sad.. Sad.. science boy..
   yes.. me too.. so many
   years to gain
   fingers
   of free
   away from
   science mind
   and into poetry
   with no pAint.. by
   sheet music free..:)

   Hand of Move..
   Hand of Art..
   Hand of Still..
   Move of hand..
   Art of hand..
   stiLL oF hAnd free..
   never aginG SpiRit noW
   fingers oN haNd oF jOy..:)

   A-Bomb Hands..
   Prehensile thumb..
   digits of fingers
   grasping sticks..
   scribbling
   alphabets
   iN sand..
   collecting
   intelligence for
   tools to get more food..
   sour taste of Nuclear
   bombs come
   raining
   down
   on
   prehensile
   thumb devil
   humans away from Love..:)

   Touch of Love..
   Hands greaTest
   feat.. feat
   of touch
   from
   heARt oF Hand..:)

   Hands of Life
   Hands of Death..
   Loving Hands…
   StiLL hands…
   Hands of
   liFe… eYes of Love
   live on as Hands
   oF
   LoVed..:)

   Left hand
   of listening
   and expresSinG
   Love..
   Right hand
   of control
   and
   reason
   solved..
   come together
   pray a way
   iN balance
   right hand
   left hand
   dance
   oF FREE..:)

   Hands of Love
   light feat
   and penned
   quill
   and feather
   drifts aWay..
   hAnds oF fearless..
   Strong.. and
   unafraid
   to
   Love..:)

   SMiLes all humans
   are born with two
   hands and two spirits
   of masculine and feminine
   bigger doses here.. smaller
   doses theRe.. aLL oF
   diversity
   makes the
   world more
   colorful and briGht..:)

   Cycles of bullied bullies
   and abuse.. all a story
   of empty souLs
   frustrated
   without
   the ability
   to Love..
   somewhere
   perhaps the
   cycle is broken..
   extended families
   help in providing more
   opportunities for Love..:)

   *
   Language of hands.. strong
   or weak.. still or passionate..
   dead or alive
   in
   Life..:)

   Cave Art
   hands free
   painting without
   numbers as primitive
   way..
   best art
   alWays
   comes..
   from
   hand
   oF
   heARt..
   iN or out
   oF Caves..:)

   13 at 1:01 am..
   and that’s
   enough
   for
   now
   and sleep..:)

   Well.. many off and
   online detours and
   finally getting
   back here
   for two
   weeks ago
   Tuesday prompt
   from dVerse
   all about hands
   10 pm..
   3292016…

   My son was extra
   blessed with 12
   as an extra
   little
   finger
   on thumb..
   hmm.. there
   are no strict rules..
   at hand iN Nature..:)

   *
   Hands of empathy
   Hands of compassion
   Hands of warmth.. of
   tender Love iS real
   when touching
   FeeLinG
   LOVE..:)

   SMiLes oF thE
   mother’s hAnd
   radiates into
   middle
   age
   and further
   into children’s
   hands so warm
   so true
   so bRiGht
   as LiGht..
   iS
   LOVE..
   @Hand..:)

   HaNds oF tiMe
   neVer exiSt
   iN
   N0w..:)

   Ah.. my friend.. your
   poeTry iS pure and
   feminine.. and me born
   with my mother’s poetic
   soft hands..
   and my father’s
   big head.. law
   enforcement
   mitts he had..
   piano
   fingers
   gifted
   from Mom to me..
   and meanwhile i
   am like a Tyrannosaurus
   Rex.. writing poetry and roaring..;)

   Sword a tool..
   to kill men..
   Heart a muscle
   exercised in a fight
   to Love LiGht..
   Fear.. Anger
   and Hate
   to erase
   Hope.. Kind
   and Love..
   when
   words
   become
   sWords iN
   Darkness eYes..:)

   BlesseD iS thE
   boy or girl..
   giftEd
   wITh
   Mother’s
   hAnds.. iN
   coOperating
   thE hUman race
   As LoVinG heaRt..:)

   Hope Kind and Love
   Fear Anger and Hate
   two places
   ONE
   LOVE..:)

   *
   A Mother’s
   Touch.. the
   best prayer
   oF aLL for
   Love
   and
   the
   hUman RACE..:)

   Fearless men
   Love the
   best..
   as long
   as tHeirs
   iS compassion
   iN fearless Love
   @Hand.. iN Real..:)

   Letting
   Go iS Love..:)

   SAlt hAir bEaches
   SwimmingLY smooth reAches..
   Shores oF Bliss cominG dRippinG
   diaTom gLows iN swirling seas allone..
   midniGht red
   dreAms MooN
   unfOlds bLisS..:)

   Interesting.. now that i think
   about it.. and really
   feel it i see
   my Mother’s
   and Father’s
   hands iN miNd
   almost clearer than
   tHeir faces.. true the
   hands say and feel
   so much
   of REAL..
   when free
   to talk and feel..
   My Father’s hands
   strong with little
   feeling..
   My mother’s
   hands all feelings..
   a balance of both
   i suppose is what
   makes heroes real..:)

   SMiLes.. so sad
   and reaSon
   to dance
   alive..
   with hands
   freely waving
   and feeLinG air..:)

   SMiLes.. i have to wonder
   what Shakespeare would
   have done with a keyboard
   and two hands
   to
   expand
   his floW
   iN ZoNe
   oF noW..
   i would have never
   written much of anything
   without a tool to escape
   chicken scratch
   illegibly wRote
   and
   bred..;)

   Yes.. it’s true.. i for one
   can see honest hands
   too.. so graceFuL..
   so balanCinG
   fearLess
   hAnds
   filLed
   oF
   Love
   LiGht Free..:)

   *
   Men never learning
   magic now of Loving
   Hands.. divine grace
   of practice
   iN Loving
   Touch handS
   never feeLinG
   wHole without a
   feminine touch..
   never realizing
   iT can belOng
   to them
   as Well..
   complete
   iN balance
   oF aLL
   fearless
   LOVE ingredients iN
   A super hero real..:)

   SAdly.. so many
   have a guilty
   hand iN the
   fear.. anger
   and hate
   oF LiFe..
   for one who
   does not speak
   up when others
   are felLed low
   or never lends
   a hand
   to sad eYes..
   aLL they are KiLLers
   Of the hUman way
   of connecting
   Hope
   iN Kind
   oF Love..:)

   So sad when creative
   touch iN hands
   iS repLaced
   by nut
   and bolt
   and hard
   disk cold..
   but for me..
   without a way
   to penlegibly.. keYboard
   iS A saVing gRace noW to
   wRite
   aGain..
   or even first
   for thirst
   iN
   Creation ActiViTy..:)

   SMiLes..
   alWays
   hope iN
   hands grasping
   Hold FeeLinG..:)

   SMiLes.. nothing
   sweeter than
   older
   couples
   hand iN hand..
   sad.. how Mercury
   can become Neptune
   and Pluto
   and
   dArk
   space
   waiting
   for orbit
   iN HAnd..:)

   Ah.. yes..
   i.. too..
   remember
   panes of
   windows..
   so opaque
   and cOld
   into the
   world of
   wArm
   touch iN
   connecting Love..:)

   SMiles.. remembering
   dArk niGhts then of the
   soUl.. how jealous
   i was to
   see advanced
   primates hugging
   and feeLinG iN Zoo
   hands and arms..
   legs and feet..
   unlike
   me
   so low
   then
   creature
   oF the niGht..:)

   sMiLes..
   mY favorite
   iS Thomas
   37.. Jesus
   aLL
   freEd
   wItH
   God
   Alive..
   WiThiN..
   and sure
   wE aLL
   have
   equal
   access too..
   Yeshua then
   Jesus now..
   i and me and
   uS alWays wE..
   when Fearless Love..:)

   SMiLes.. greaTEst emoTions
   are those expresSinG witH
   Body over
   words..
   Sign Language
   oF face.. dance
   and sonG.. first
   hands over
   written
   words
   a slow
   last away
   from first..:)

   Sadly.. Love iS
   Not a rule aT hand..
   but a gift and
   one to be
   treaSuRed
   when Free
   and practiCinG
   greateR.. when cOld
   hands of fear..
   anger..
   and hate..:)

   Oh.. God.. i have
   the opposite issue
   they come.. they
   flood..
   a Word
   TsuNami..
   online
   keeps
   spReading..;)

   Heart oF Soul..
   cLenches SpiRit
   oF Hands..
   low
   and close
   to body
   forlorn..
   FroZen heARt
   lives aGain iN
   Hands that free
   birds Of SpiRit
   soUl.. heARt
   flies aGaiN
   Dove’s Love..:)

   WeLL.. 12:06 am
   3302016 now
   iT iS.. 126
   minutes for
   28 poetic
   responses..
   and a word from
   my sponsors who
   inspire me here..
   in my words.. all that
   iS left for here.. interestingly
   zero folks respond back by Word
   Press Notification.. now and
   now again.. in around the 10 or
   15 folks who get to the early
   bird worm.. to arrive wITh
   the most
   likes
   and responses
   first.. but iN
   mY estimation..
   as usual.. thE
   last are first
   and the first
   are last when
   iT comes to real
   hUman compassion
   as empirically measured
   in hUman reciprocal social
   communication unleashed and
   released
   as exPresSinG
   aLL oF what
   human Love
   can be
   wITh
   no exclusions
   for the different
   among others.. and
   just the kindness
   of a return
   of that
   iN Karma way..
   Karma iS REAL
   what wE give iN
   terms of what
   we take
   speLLs
   heaven
   or Hell
   iN ReaL for now..:)

   And to end this session
   of poeTry for noW..
   the obvious
   Tai Chi like
   movements
   iN trance
   dance of Free
   In the Madonna
   FroZen video
   as provided
   above..
   iS tRuly
   a self key
   entry into the
   Kingdom of Heaven
   as this kind of interpretive
   dance is reflective of the state
   of miNd and BoDy balance.. complete
   in stellar emotional regulation
   and sensory integration..
   and sure the reaSon
   i get lots
   of accusations
   when i dance free like
   Madonna does here in the
   all natural trance dance
   of Heaven now.. like
   man you must
   be on Mushrooms..
   LSD.. Molly..
   Cocaine.. etc..
   as tHere ain’t
   no way you can be
   this high aLL Natural..
   WeLL.. my friends.. the secret
   iS out aLL over the world now..
   as described bY many folks iN
   many cultures.. ranging from
   Holy Spirit.. to Kundalini
   Rising.. the Ki.. the Chi..
   the Qi.. the DAO.. the
   greaTest spirit
   of ALL..
   and of
   course the
   Yoda Yoga-
   like Force that
   iS precisely what
   the dude Jesus was
   speaKing of iN words
   that WiLL never replace
   the first communication of
   Dance that is the best
   way to express what
   a person iN
   heaven iS
   feeling
   on the
   inside out.
   as when the human
   body swirls in Golden
   Spiral PHI iN Flow Of
   zONe wITh God oF
   Nature ONE..
   thiS iS
   Heaven
   noW baby..
   and iF you haven’t
   been wHere mE and Madonna
   go.. you ain’t truly seen
   and felt nothing yet..
   less and more..
   iN a place
   far far a
   way from
   eYes
   and ears
   as the world
   of experience
   becomes smALL
   as SmALLest aLL
   and now as Large
   as the UniVerse that
   can bE hUman miNd and
   BoDy iN balance as microcosm
   of the galaxy and Entire Universe
   whole
   as fractal
   REAL NOW
   In SIMPLE
   BLISS OF THE
   BEACH iN HUMAN
   THAT ONE AGAIN
   BECOMES FREE NOW
   AS WATER DROPLETS..
   WAVES.. AND FiELDS Of
   OCEANS BECOME ONE
   iN Flow
   asZonE
   of GOD
   ONE..
   Nature True
   iN liGht alWays NOW.
   other than that.. do
   what Madonna does.. lose
   yoUr mind and let iT gO..
   bE REAL BE NOW..
   BE THE
   KiNGDOM
   oF GOD
   AKA
   HEAVEN
   JuST.. NOW..
   but sorry folks
   finding iT within
   is what Jesus said
   as far as the Living
   ONE inside.. outside..
   above.. so below
   and aLL around..
   iF ya tHiNk/feel
   that Jesus
   needs anything
   from ya.. including
   status and power..
   as the frigging
   King of the
   Universe
   as God
   man
   alone.. etc..
   ya ain’t heard
   a God dam thing
   he said as real..
   as anywhere else
   iS closer to hell
   now.. including
   3 and 16
   lies of
   Constantine
   and other power
   and status grabbers
   like pedophile priests..
   and Popes who slay free..
   including Neutering
   Jesus and
   maKing
   him
   a myth
   away from Real
   humble teacher
   as the last becomes
   first and the meek
   inherit the
   earth
   Standing
   taLL faCinG
   God one oN ONE
   within aS REAL..
   inside.. outside..
   above.. so below
   and.. yes.. once
   aGaiN Golden
   PHI spiral
   oF
   FREEONenOW..:)

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7. katiemiafrederick says:

   March 29, 2016 at 9:48 AM

   https://neurodrooling.wordpress.com/2016/03/28/social-media/

   SMiLes.. Social media is
   An Anthro’poligist’ Dream
   Come true but not a
   Healthy place
   For a Timid
   Soul
   Unless
   It helps them
   Break out.. Express
   Themselves more fully
   In the flesh world.. As Fearless
   Is the best way of life in expressing
   Love along with all the challenges
   With or without likes.. i never
   Expect friends or likes
   As i pander to zero
   For group think..
   The reward is
   Peace of mind
   For me now..
   At least..
   Anyway..
   Social media is
   A platform for the
   Art of me as the rest of
   The oyster is when Free..:)

   Reply
8. katiemiafrederick says:

   March 29, 2016 at 10:29 AM

   http://gigoid.me/2016/03/29/orgiastic-impulses-neatly-excised/

   i am an Anthro’poligist’..
   defending the human condition..
   where the word was the original
   sin..
   away from
   painting with
   the colors of the wind..
   the first step of
   being human
   is becoming
   animal
   instead of word..
   the next step is getting
   naked and returning to
   human nature aLL FReED
   as such.. like mE.. heHE..
   funny no one in
   my little
   red state
   town.. all of who
   oF mY fundamentalist
   ‘friends’.. have the nerve
   to confront me about my
   nakedness.. are 0.. but that’s the
   given right of any naked animal
   who learns to be.. just be..
   fearless with his friends
   or foes same
   as strong…
   Funny hows life works
   all the REAL ANSWERS are already
   here within.. but the ocean becomes a
   word and humans become labels and
   even God of aLL of Nature
   iS reduced
   to label
   as a word
   as a symbol
   as an ideal
   and
   idol
   in a book….
   Naked teaches us who
   God iS.. within us.. as the
   skIN that is warmed bY the Sun
   from head to toe.. is the same sKin
   of God as the ocean free and the colors
   of the Wind
   greater than
   any manmade
   rainbow can imagine
   in the priSon of Words..
   Where God becomes a label..
   and whatever else the darkness
   of human imagination locked in words
   can create next.. from yes.. warm baths
   to the killing
   fires of
   nuclear
   bomb hell..
   The word is the
   devil.. the animal is free with
   God of Nature Naked and holding
   All hands in Ocean as any civilized
   Bonobo
   will
   do..
   without the
   clothes of sin..
   Anyway.. ‘someone’ already
   said this.. but almost no one
   understands what he meant..
   whomever it was who
   wrote it..
   but true
   bEinG naked iN a desert
   or on a beach WiLL
   bRinG one
   back
   to the
   REAL TRUTH
   iN LIgHT
   OF
   HUMAN
   AND GOD
   NATURE AS
   ONE FORCE
   OF REAL TO SkIN
   WE BEGIN FROM
   DUST WE START..
   TO DUST WE GO
   again..
   as remnants
   of real stars
   we are..
   but wait..
   that’s not the
   original quote
   here
   iT iS..
   dedicated to
   the lie of the
   month
   oF
   316
   2016..
   37 iS a
   REAL WAY
   TO GO AL
   WAYS NOW..
   WITH HUMAN
   APOLOGY WITH
   RESPECT TO THE
   GOD OF NATURE FULLY
   IN REAL TOW OF LIFE NOW..
   A
   PRAYER
   OF REAL..:)

   37) His disciples said to him, “When will you be visible to us,
   and when shall we behold you?”
   He said, “When you strip naked without being ashamed, and
   take your garments and put them under your feet like little
   children and tread upon them, then you will see the child of the
   Living, and you will not be afraid.”

   http://www.sacred-texts.com/chr/thomas.htm

   “And then God
   said.. i WiLL
   defeat the devils
   wiTh
   tHeir
   so
   heiRed
   written
   words”

   And as you kNow gigoid.. i alWays attribute
   those who inspire me in this life.. friend
   or foe.. or anonymous.. who knoWs/feels
   me not.. it matters not.. one of the
   other inspirations of this
   poem.. is one i
   came across
   making
   fun
   of StInky
   YOU HAVE
   NO CLOTHES
   NAKED YETI’S
   NAMED FREDDIE..
   little did he knoW..
   FeeL..
   smeLL..
   he was
   speaKing
   of mE iN
   tHe REAL
   or not..
   as the
   D E V I L I V E D
   EVILIVE
   NOW..
   HeHE.. i love
   to be underestimated
   and so does God AS Free..
   “WE” used to be at odds.. butT
   even on TV LAST NIGHT..
   (Lucifer TV
   show reference)
   we gET along
   just fine
   now..
   as One
   force of REAL
   L O V E without F E A R..
   when God and the Devil
   make
   up and
   K I S S..
   A REAL CELEBRATION
   iS iN THE ORDER NOW iN
   NEW WORLD/AGE PEACE..:)

   SMiLes mY friend..
   what i find iS.. it offends
   some folks even the time
   or effort to scroll past my
   posts when iN traffic.. so
   just my
   existence
   iS alWays
   a surprise
   to me.. wherever i go..
   but you have alWays made
   me welcome friend.. and that
   iS alWays enough for me.. and
   such an all natural blesSinG
   yoUr mind iN reason
   and creativity
   here iS..
   for just
   the inspiration
   i needed to complete
   a Novel 1 and 2 just
   for fun.. It is in the
   art of writing and
   dancing
   plus
   singing..
   continuinG
   now to gRow
   now my Truth
   and LiGht as iS
   Ocean Free whereveR
   i am allowed with shores
   that no longer aT NoW..
   hold the waves of i back..
   Happy to wave free here..
   my friend.. and that surely
   iS enough.. as just my existence
   has been enough for people in some
   other places to run me off.. as documented
   now and now again.. in the reality show
   that iS FuLLy now the SonG oF mY soUL
   that yes.. iS
   literAlly
   a traveLinG
   bLog as WeLL..
   Free WiNs.. alWays
   has alwayS WiLL Find
   a way wITh Fearless Love..:)

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9. katiemiafrederick says:

   March 29, 2016 at 9:40 PM

   Sermon
   on Mt.
   Online..;)

   Note..
   wiTh
   chemtrails
   BEhind..wink emoticon

   Bear Lake
   and
   i reserve
   the right
   to bare
   bear
   arms..;)

   DanCinG
   oN thE
   HanGingG
   BRidge..;)

   Butterflies doing
   an aLL natural bootie
   dance floating on
   terrestrial
   pLane
   oF hUman Roads
   aLL frEE from HeLL..:)

   While Dance Walking tonight and
   taking my two lap cool down around
   the store.. the store aisle sign asked
   the customers to pick their favorite
   Super Hero.. and i must say..
   yes.. Yoda.. is mind..
   not featured mine or
   he.. tHeirs.. but never
   the less it matters not..
   as he i iS sTiLL
   thE g0
   To
   gUy..;)

   So.. heRe iS some
   Yoda Witticisms..
   fuLL oF Truth and liGht..:)

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10. katiemiafrederick says:

    March 30, 2016 at 9:06 AM

    Facebook
    Friend Rafiah
    says..

    Twitter is insane
    sometimes.

    i say..

    Twitter has
    no Brain..

    Rafiah says..

    Lol Totally True.

    Then Rafiah provides
    a first solo selfie on
    Facebook..
    and says..
    she’s not
    sure about
    the angle..
    looking up
    photo coming
    below her neck
    from School Desk..

    And i say..

    i like.. Tis a candid moment.. And
    By the way.. What flavor
    is that writing
    Instrument.. And finAlly
    i am so happy seeing you
    express yourself in a first solo selfie..
    sMiLes Pretty woman.. Rafiah.. And ever
    studious.. Of course.. too..smile emoticon

    Rafiah says..

    Lol at ever studious, actually I wasn’t studious
    at all at that moment in class. I was getting bored
    so I was taking selfies instead. I know bad thing.
    tongue emoticon That writing instrument is a
    ball point and i m not eating it, it just in
    my mouth. Haha
    Pretty woman reminds
    me of the song by Roy Obsorn.
    It’s my favorite. Just like
    you my pal.
    heart emoticon

    Then i say..

    AnyWay..
    you are Cute..
    Sugar and Spice
    and all the Nice
    about bEinG
    woman..
    and friend
    with yes..
    heArt…
    FRiEnD..
    wiTh the SonG
    Pretty Woman now
    RinGinG iN mYears..
    And by the way
    thaT iS Katrina’s
    favorite Richard
    Gere and Julia
    Roberts
    Movie too..smile emoticon

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11. katiemiafrederick says:

    March 30, 2016 at 9:50 AM

    “I expect nothing. I fear no one. I am free.”
    ~~ Nikos Kazantzakis ~~
    i am
    Nature
    i am..om
    wOnenoW…
    alWays another
    word.. line.. paragraph
    pAge.. a UniVerse oF NatUre
    wE are iN eYes oF Free.. thE world
    iS a wonderful place when stars align
    and perhaps theRe iS more dArkness than
    stars.. but never the less the stars WiLL shine..
    how true iT iS.. as above so below.. how liGht WiLL
    shine through darkest niGhts oF soUL regret.. Stars
    never die In dark refRain..
    liGht iS Stars
    iN liGht
    Star
    Lives..
    in eYes of
    uS when yes..
    FReEd iN liGht
    oF Love.. ever BriGhter
    liGht gRoWinG oceaNs
    sWhirlinG wAves
    flYinG
    Seas
    uS
    iN
    FREE..
    other than that..
    a beautiful Bear Lake
    with photos coming soon..
    a hiKe.. iN Nature.. wiTh
    my sister.. and only two
    other people
    iN one oF
    Nature’s
    briGhtest
    gRaceS..
    one oF which
    mirrors most of
    what wE come to
    see as consensual
    realiTy sAMe.. iN Truth
    and liGht.. the magic iN
    Life iS iN attraction Of LIGht..
    matters not tHe foRm.. esSeNcE
    shiNes through dArkest paths as
    liVing oNce
    aGaiN..
    iN liGht
    eternal now..
    never ending
    joY oF bRighter
    LiGht.. iN noW.. oh
    DanCinG BalanCinG
    Eternal SonG iNoW..
    Tree oF LiVinG LiFE..:)

    Ha..!
    sMiLes..
    A frIeNd
    saw.. see..
    aS alWays
    bAlanCes
    SInGsoNg..:)

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12. katiemiafrederick says:

    March 30, 2016 at 10:20 AM

    Asperger’s
    yah.. BPD..
    nah.. i’ve never
    seen ‘you’ be mean
    to anyone.. and every
    person with BPD i’ve
    ever known goes off..
    on folks directly..
    and yes..
    there are
    many folks
    with BPD
    masquerading
    as Autistic
    in online
    communities..
    the bottom line
    is you are kind
    my friend..
    perhaps
    injured..
    without
    trust
    but never
    the less
    you have
    empathy
    and a lack
    of empathy
    is the malignant
    part of any so-called
    personality disorder..
    or human
    in general..
    Just remember
    kind does win
    in the end
    particularly
    when you
    become
    your own
    best friend..
    mother.. father
    husband and
    or wife..
    therE iS no
    otheR way but
    giving then..
    and the other
    bottom line is
    your children would
    NOT be smiling in the
    photos you share here if
    you had any sort of malignant
    human
    empathy disorder..
    the hallmark of the
    disorder in adult form
    are the looks on
    the
    children’s
    face lost
    in the
    illness
    of failing
    to give Love..
    of Parent hands..
    and yes this illness
    of the heARt iS contagious
    and often spread from one
    generation
    to the next..
    but the Love Muscle
    is one that can be exercised
    where the Grinch heARt can
    be extended in
    size
    100x
    into eternity
    infinite oF noW..
    i really do care about
    you friend.. i just see
    you as Love
    and that iS
    aLL i see..
    perhaps iT
    tries to hide
    but It doesn’t
    hide
    from
    me..:)

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13. katiemiafrederick says:

    March 30, 2016 at 11:01 AM

    SMiLes.. mY Friend..
    ActuAlly.. i am the one
    currently behind.. on a
    personal milestone.. Just for
    fun.. To poeticAlly respond to
    aLL dVerse prompts and links
    through April this year.. but when
    i finish thaT wiLL comprise an
    unabridged copy and paste
    Anthology Novel of over
    100K blog words..
    And i guess..
    iT goes
    without saying..
    My Blog posts are way
    too long to link now.. But
    i’m in thiS to gRow a SonG oF
    SoUL.. iN ocean i.. Neither
    dollars.. followers Or Likes
    JuSt biG winks..!iN!..
    SpiRit oF heARt..

    sMiLes.. friend..
    In human terms..
    Labels can
    come and go..
    but
    Essence
    remains
    unscathed..
    Beyond even human
    aided eYes.. iN
    Pluto RiSinG
    and faLLinG..:)

    oKay.. second line
    of commenting here
    to one of the very nice
    poet’s from dVerse.. iN fAct
    only one of the entire group
    of earlier goer’s to get the
    worm of likes and followers
    on the list of dVerse to
    make any kind
    of response
    at all
    to the
    kind words
    i provide
    at all dVerse
    lInks.. but for me
    if i did not have the time
    and effort like i used to do
    for every single comment
    i get on my blog
    i probably
    wouldn’t do
    it at all..
    as that is
    just me.. ironically
    enough with a so-called
    reciprocal social communication
    disorder from birth.. my issue
    is connecting too
    much
    and
    creeping
    folks out..
    funny how
    Love could
    be made a disorder..
    but Love is a disorder
    to folks who care not
    to be pArt of it.. iF
    iT takes
    time
    and effort
    to understand
    the different among
    uS.. but who said
    iT was going
    to be
    easy to
    Understand
    Angels when
    they finAlly evolved
    on earth.. no one reAlly..
    so the practice goes on..
    in WiNGs of i unafraid
    to Love
    iT
    ALL..:)

    And now as my own
    personal contribution
    here from two weeks
    ago.. Thursday Open
    lInk night prompt
    here comes
    more poetic
    responses..
    with the milestone
    of catching up sTill
    on the horizon of
    Loving
    NOW..:)

    11:01 am..
    3302016

    http://psychcentral.com/news/2016/03/21/scientists-believe-altruistic-traits-are-innate/100740.html

    But wait! first!
    there was Lunch
    and then a study
    that says the same
    God dam thing that
    sages of the ages
    have been saying
    ever since
    we broke
    away from
    being human
    in ways of problem
    solving over feeling
    the emotion and pain of
    others through the pArt
    of the bRain that is social
    over analytical storing
    pounds of gRain.. iN
    after hunter
    and gatheRer
    aGe.. iN
    sedenTary
    farm way..
    yes.. in other
    words.. Jesus Lives
    iN yoUr frigGinG braiN
    yes.. we humans are prewired
    for the golden rule when NOT
    tainted by cultures that
    problem solve
    ways
    of collecting
    bread instead
    of hunting.. gathering..
    and sharing it all just
    for
    frigging
    bEinG human..
    no religions necessary..
    no Gods alone of human
    or F iN last prophets..
    Just the gOlden
    rule that
    iS gifted
    to human
    in the
    DNA..
    and BRain
    oF Love sTill now..
    as iS untainted
    by the force of
    fear.. anger..
    and
    hate..
    in collecting
    selfish ways..
    away from
    giving
    and sharing
    what humans
    ARE TRULY
    EVOLVED TO BE
    NOW.. JUST NOW..
    moving.. connecting..
    creating.. giving..
    shaRinG bEinGs..
    emoTionAllY
    regulating
    integrating
    senses..
    focus..
    short term
    worKing memory
    for getting through
    the now wITH Love
    alWays the force
    of Wind
    beHind
    the ocean
    LOVE uS..
    toGeTheR
    We rise
    aS Sun..
    separaTe
    wE fALL
    As dARK..
    Yup like Caesar
    says.. “Apes Stronger Together”..!
    (;..Planet of the Apes latest ver. sTiLL..:)

    Hmm.. okay.. now back to open link night
    from dVerse two weeks ago Thursday..:)

    *
    Sun briGhter SpRings equinox
    joy.. Equator sinGs in Balance
    hUman days equal toniGht..
    But cold sTill warming
    below so above
    whenever
    human
    SpiRit
    heArt
    SinGS
    SonG
    of
    BalanCinG
    MiNd and BoDy
    sOUL.. iN now..
    W h O L e ON e..:)

    Dance iN the rain..
    Brain On hOld..
    FeeLinGs
    reign..
    rein
    oF
    OLD..
    before
    apple of head..:)

    Ah pain.. sends
    a story forward
    faster than
    before
    in
    comfort..
    Western
    struggles
    for new..
    Eastern
    peace for
    same.. iT
    aLL changes
    as Free.. desert
    moon shines
    with
    Sun..:)

    sMiLes.. with
    age comes
    strength
    for those
    who move..
    connect and
    continue to create anew..
    perhaps a little slower
    but the
    SpiRit
    never
    gRows
    oLd as
    Ocean wHole
    when Life Waves..
    wHole toGeThER..:)

    At end oF
    day we sleep alone
    At beginning Of waKe
    wE are allonE..
    and true iT
    takes
    fearless
    to get
    iT aLL
    dOne..
    not an easy
    job but possible
    aS
    ONE..
    Or
    onE..:)

    SMiLes.. Love
    the color purple
    and truly iT does
    piss of God when
    we don’t feel
    beauty
    as God
    Loves
    to feel
    beauty
    as US..
    duh.. so much
    common sense
    iN
    beauty
    ONE..:)

    SMiles..
    my friend..
    Pure White
    Love..
    kiNd
    that
    never
    ends..
    or beGins..
    juSt iS Free..
    giVing.. shaRing
    moVinG.. ConnecTinG
    C R E A T I N GneW..
    alWays lEarning
    more
    without
    Fear nOw..
    FeelingS
    without
    restrictions
    oF kNOwinG..:)

    Change of
    Nature
    human
    sAMe..
    more than
    four seaSons
    wiTh imAgiNaTiOn
    creating realiTy new..:)

    True opposites
    attract.. and i suppose
    it’s a problem for humanity
    as whole..
    when same
    becomes rule
    instead of different..
    there is alWays beauty
    when
    opposites
    get together
    perhaps not
    in the arms
    but
    eyes
    of
    child..
    and strength
    oF feat iN fearless Love..:)

    So true.. the
    animal within
    Goddess iN masculine
    and feminine Love
    oF Strength..
    all else
    iS weak
    and falls
    short In
    potential
    Of animal uS..:)

    sMilLes.. test
    oF Job
    Burns
    a SoUL
    as REAL..
    wHere no one
    can defeat faith
    iN
    the
    GoD
    oF real..
    yeah.. God
    iS REAL.. TRULY
    no faith required
    when seen
    face
    to face..:)

    *
    Art searches
    for soUl.. reaches
    beyond death of memories
    old to rebirth anew iN
    creation
    activity’s
    SonG
    oF
    SoUl..:)

    Ha! flabbergasted
    that you are
    chastised by
    one of the
    administrators
    here on what you
    do free or not
    to participate..
    remember it like yesterday
    when four wolves jumped
    on you 6 months
    ago..
    It’s really hilariious
    when they do it
    to someone
    as happy
    as me..
    but when
    they do it
    where the poem
    itself says the writer
    is dealing with his own
    inner demons..
    it’s
    just plain
    cruel and a measure
    of the dwindling empathy
    of some humans
    online..
    anyway..
    doubt seriously
    they would have
    done it to your face..
    that would
    have
    required
    human
    grace
    of even
    being
    human..
    Keep writing
    friend.. and there
    is a way out of the
    deepest
    dArk
    i’ve
    ever seen
    iN Life for sure..
    little men reign
    big
    in online
    hate..
    but Love
    WiLL always
    WiN iN the
    fearless
    end
    mY friEnd..:)

    SMiLes.. i too..
    wiLL reMain
    a Pan oF
    free and
    perhaPs
    a sacred
    fool
    as
    child..
    long
    as wife
    allows
    child of i
    to gRow
    WinGS
    oF greenliGhts
    Ocean bLue Free..
    opposites attract…
    i free.. and
    sHe
    who rules
    the roost..
    heN
    aLL
    cLean..
    WitH
    wonderfuL
    meals to fuel a Pan..
    slow to fast cookeD
    i wiLL to
    move..
    connect..
    and create..
    wiTh bLack ice iN Fire..
    oF wE beHind WiNds liGht..:)

    Ha! i dance walk
    166 miles a month..
    leg press close
    to half a ton
    25 times..
    and i am still
    diagnosed as
    morbidly obese..
    at 230 LBS.. (yes..
    i’m probably shaR
    ing too much2.. heHe..;)
    My father and mother
    both live(ed) past
    80.. never
    an exercise
    and mostly
    always
    considered
    obese as well..
    Life is fun when
    enjoyed.. i’ll never
    fully trust a practice
    of medicine again.. now
    as happy comes within..
    pounds or
    not.. with SMiLes..
    LesSon finAlly
    lEarned from
    mother alWays
    happy and
    father
    with
    zero fear
    for living great!..
    Truly the practice of
    medicine is an average effect
    of the population as whole.. there
    are outliers
    who
    defy
    all
    average doctor
    ODDs.. WiNks..:)

    Interestingly.. a recent
    study suggests that
    passionate Love
    makes
    everything
    unpalatable
    a little
    tastier
    and
    smell
    good as Love..
    oh Nature.. you
    have a scent of huMor..;)

    SMiLes.. if God could
    take the form
    oF a human
    flAMe
    not likely
    that many
    folks would
    recognize
    aLL oF
    Nature
    iN
    one..
    but trUly even
    science says All oF
    uS are a fractal of iT
    aLL now..
    the jury’s
    out.. God
    iS real
    and
    so
    are
    wE.. as
    part oF ALL..:)

    SMiLes..
    it’s alWays
    shocking when
    ‘they’ find out
    who
    Clark
    N for
    Neo
    Kent
    was/iS aLL
    aLLaSone..;)

    SMiLes.. truth is online now
    reaches more than
    print ever
    did/
    does..
    only
    caveat..
    it is free..
    How ironic..
    Free iS cheap..
    it’s the best now
    ever to share free
    now.. no matter wHere
    wE are.. my friend..:)

    Volatile of Life..
    change of Nature
    human we at
    core atomic..
    ah.. untapped
    volcano
    you
    brew
    inside..
    waiting
    to explode
    but tethered
    by grace of Love..:)

    Well that’s 20 with
    20 more to come..
    later i suppose..
    but now for
    a sand
    and sun
    dance
    away
    from
    online screens
    screaming free
    me free me
    now..;)

    2:32 pm…

    Hmm.. back at 3:49
    pm.. OMg.. now
    flys now
    when
    ya
    haVinG
    BliSs..;)

    SMiLes.. bEfore
    churches.. funerals
    and weddings
    foRest
    iN ticK
    toCk
    oF wE..
    only
    kNew
    FELT
    n o W
    change
    as uS Free..:)

    BEiNgS Star
    duSt colOr
    wE arE..
    FeeLinG
    senSinG
    tOuch
    oF hUman
    MiRacle DUst..:)

    sMiLes.. first oF
    DArk.. second
    oF liGht
    aLL moVinG
    DanCinG
    solAR
    liGht..
    boom goes
    the SonG.. banG
    comes.. wE..
    fUnny
    how word
    symbols
    replace
    SonG
    And DanCe oF uS..
    WInks.. dedicated to
    the 93% of Social
    reciprocal
    communication
    that is innate
    and Real
    iN aLL
    Of non-verbal
    language.. including
    SonG without written
    Word of Lies.. my friend..:)

    SMiLes..
    so
    sAdly
    dYing iS
    cumulative
    aS LiFe..
    and
    so
    iS
    LifE wTth
    greaTest
    gratiTude..
    mY friEnd..:)

    Aw.. so sweet
    when the
    Lover
    iS
    HomE..:)

    sMiLes.. aLL of arT
    moves when
    EmoTion
    LIVes…
    DanCe
    oF Art
    withiN..
    And PS..
    that’s why
    i exclude 0
    oF all that
    Dances
    as
    iS
    ARt..
    i..aLL..:)

    Sidenote here..
    rules are for
    sheet music..
    and paint
    by numb
    ers..
    i pLay
    poeTry
    and
    dance
    bY
    heAr/
    FeeL..
    as side
    note ends
    for more
    art oF Y i..
    F R e E D..:)

    SMiLes… Love
    thaT FeeLs no
    know
    now
    iS
    perhaps..
    greATest
    FeeL oF Love..
    oh.. emotional
    intelligence..
    never
    any
    points given
    for the most
    important
    human
    intelligence
    oF aLL.. aLong
    with the abLiTy
    to move as arT
    instead of
    robot
    sed
    en
    tary
    sTone..:)

    SMiLes.. my friend..
    after effective loss
    of my sight and
    hearing due to
    a pain disorder
    for a full 66 months..
    Without pain.. wiTh sight
    and heAring.. Life iS alWays
    beautiful as grace oF REAL..:)

    SMiLes.. aLL oF
    Nature Lucid
    wakinG
    dreaMinG
    inspiRinG
    greater
    imagiNaTion
    oF writing
    Fiery core
    iN
    FlAMe
    of Dragon
    free..
    niGht of
    Ocean iN nowliGht eYes..:)

    sMiles..
    gratitude
    SinGs
    Nature
    freeD
    as US..
    Nature’s
    SonG
    oF LiFe..:)

    Ah.. to make
    the bread
    of Life
    instead
    of buying
    it.. to hunt
    and gather
    instead
    of
    storing
    it.. to
    move..
    connect..
    create as Life..:)

    Primitives of Paradise
    one in BEinG Nature
    separate no illusion..
    unity inside
    outside
    above
    so below
    and all around..
    PriSons oF words..
    iN uniForms..w/guns
    take free away.. and
    finAlly iT comes
    aGain
    iN stories
    oF online
    REAL.. aGaiN..:)

    Words.. culture..
    experience flows
    wherever
    it goes
    when
    free off
    sidewalks
    narRow..
    tiny
    Ocean
    scream..:)

    Work of Life
    away from
    Nature..
    Flower
    sings
    come
    back we’re waiting..:)

    SMiLes..
    Star duSt
    wE
    come
    to duSt
    wE go
    the dance
    goes on
    wE
    SinG
    allOne..:)

    sMiLes..
    who
    dreamed
    who.. AC
    d
    C and
    all bE
    ‘tween..:)

    Well.. that’s
    18.. 11 more
    to go..
    but work-
    out first
    to
    escape
    this
    screen
    and keyboard..
    once more..:)

    5:46 pm…

    Back at 10:21 pm
    to finish 11 up..:)

    ALL n ALL
    make me feel
    very fortunate
    that i married someone
    totally different as i too
    could
    have ended
    up with this..
    easy..
    if not
    winning
    the wheel
    of fortune wife..:)

    Of AC’s
    broken in lInks
    of cardiac prisms..
    and that reminds me
    of Katy Perry
    Prism..
    that’s a
    great Album
    iN Memphis Egypt..:)

    I’s
    change
    i
    travels
    long and
    bRoad.. deeP
    dArk iN
    liGht
    diVes
    aFresh…
    aWaves..
    Ocean
    flOats
    iN
    FLow
    aGaiN
    zONesLiFe..:)

    JeWeL oF moon..
    midniGht eYes..
    Dawn SurpRise..
    morning
    star
    liGht..:)

    Oh.. play of liGht
    iN child’s eYes
    need not
    die
    when
    i frees I..:)

    Sadly through Mother
    Teresa’s words it seems
    she suffered from
    the emotional
    draining all
    too common
    among
    the hero
    archetype
    of empathy
    for all
    but
    one’s
    self..
    Anyway.. it is
    the help that
    counts.. and
    that she did
    more
    than
    most..:)

    Ah.. the caution
    of a raincoat
    on a Sunny
    day.. oh
    the thrill
    of free
    sTiLL
    SinGS
    to me..:)

    SMiLes
    i write for
    mY soUL
    and now
    the
    SonG
    SinGs
    louder
    than ever before..
    so yes.. it’s worth
    iT.. the dance
    and SonG
    oF aLL poeTry
    Free aS NOW..:)

    SMiLes.. i suppose
    mythology noW oF
    heLL could have easily
    first come.. in ‘pagan’
    observation
    Of Volcano
    breath..
    sAdly
    Volcano
    sTill lives
    in choKinG
    way
    oF
    erupTing death..
    aliVe iN stonE
    cOld.. FiRe..:)

    SMiLes.. interestingLY..
    at least to me.. heHer..
    a similar discussion
    with a gym attendant
    and a fan of that mixed
    martial arts fighting stuff..
    wHere i noted
    true
    strength
    oF survival
    iS iN the Feminine
    grace oF diVine Love..
    even down to presSinG
    a half a ton of weight
    right after i do
    a ballet/
    Tai Chi/Rave..;)

    Second response here..

    Yes.. Moving meditation
    and a path to mind and body
    balancing soul particularly good
    for men to get in touch with emotions
    and for anyone to improve health and healing
    in sensory integration.. but no lessons for me..
    An instinctual feeling art like stream of consciousness
    free writing verse of poetry.. it all works hand in hand
    for continuous heaven in now and it can be like walking
    on water as sand.. With.. instead of against gravity..
    SMiLes.. if there was an all natural pill for this..
    it could lead to world peace.. But wait!..
    theRe is!.. the art of moving.. connecting..
    and creating peacefully in balance.. But the males
    will have to lose their inhibitions to be graceful a
    nd get in touch with their genuine feminine side and
    they will be surprised at how much more of a confident
    and strong man they will become like Bruce Lee..
    As a force of Earth in Wind..
    Fire.. And Water..:)

    Second
    response ends..

    SMiLes.. weLL
    what looks like
    iS needed here
    iS a referee instead
    oF etheree
    in fiGht
    club
    domesticated
    RinG of RinGS
    lost but sTill worn..:)

    A Rose Online..
    certainly a Love
    far beyond
    the first
    and last
    teXt of E-Life..:)

    WeLL actuAlly this ends
    with 12 as i misplaced
    the last one in another
    comments section rogue..
    but yeah..
    it’s the
    feeLinG that
    counts and the
    greaTest thing
    about poEtry
    it never
    need
    get
    stale
    or old..
    like non-fiction
    can and will do..;)

    11:28 pm..
    3302016…:)

    Reply
14. katiemiafrederick says:

    March 31, 2016 at 3:00 PM

    http://gigoid.me/2016/03/31/folly-defines-itself-it-seems/#comment-18752

    Stars are born to output and share liGht..
    at least for as long
    as they live..
    and as dim as i once
    was.. almost bLack
    of liGht..
    the saving
    grace then was
    to water a plant
    to make
    iT
    grow made
    my life still
    a star
    n0
    matter how
    dArk the candle
    i felt iN bLack
    hole
    soUl
    then.. and
    oh.. the saviors of the world..
    and a story i love to tale a little
    different as parables do.. when free
    and not imprisoned by books.. pages..
    paragraphs.. lines or words of print
    of yesternows.. bound
    by past authority
    that no
    longer should
    exist.. for free..
    so.. anyway.. sorry iF
    you already heard it but
    it will be different anyway..
    hehe.. as free WiLL be
    when unleashed
    and released
    as being
    human
    expreSsinG
    starliGht oF eYes
    within.. a dusty road..
    a little boy with no words..
    disabled from birth without
    the ability to speak.. but a lover
    of growth.. in shape of trees..
    a sapling brought home
    by loving mother
    then.. placed
    on a counter
    by a lamp that shines..
    the boys sees green and
    wants to see more.. so he
    nurtures this PLANeT
    without
    the ability
    to speak..
    water he does..
    fertilizing Love..
    Sunshine hope
    iN eYes of Loving
    Kind.. fertile ground
    outside.. dig a hole
    to comfort roots..
    spend time
    and effort
    with
    caring Love
    and the Tree rises
    broad and sTrong..
    and soon provides shade
    for the front porch home..
    Sidewalks come.. but tree
    sTill bRanches out.. Flowers
    come more beautiful than before..
    Students from the local school who
    study trees are amazed by the beauty
    of this tree.. photos are taken.. shared..
    and the boys eYes shine to see what his
    Love inspires.. tree no longer needs boy
    to grow strong now.. and the little
    boy becomes ill and his life
    goes dark..
    Years later..
    a shy young man iS
    walking this sidewalk
    of the boy’s home.. and
    a most beautiful dark haired
    girl approaches him.. with smiling
    face.. the boys eyes liGht up but what
    to say.. ah.. the center piece of conversation
    iS standing tAll and floweRinG more beautiful
    iT seems than ever before on this March Spring
    day.. a spark of instant Love is in the air..
    and that begins a Love that
    will last ’till death..
    the shy boy becomes
    confident with the Love of
    his wife.. joins the Military..
    and even rises to the ranks
    of politics then.. Love grows
    and fearless Lives..
    the boy is
    now a
    Strong man..
    and makes a decision
    as a leader of the world
    that prevents World War III…
    Life on the PlanT now iS saved..
    So who is the savior.. the boy..
    the man.. the girl.. the Loving
    wife.. the parents.. the schools
    providing education.. the tree
    or the little disabled boy
    and all the
    couple’s
    friends
    from around the
    world.. well the truth
    iS aLL they are.. as theRe
    is no i.. me but us and we
    iN
    Savior
    oF Life..
    Moral of the
    story.. water a tree
    Of Life and see wHere
    iT
    grows
    neXt
    iN ocean
    eYes free..:)

    Reply
15. katiemiafrederick says:

    March 31, 2016 at 4:56 PM

    Well.. through two poeTry prompts
    and 90 links and responses
    to 90 poems.. what’s next
    oh yes.. copy.. paste
    more.. put iT aLL
    toGeThEr
    and
    publish
    now.. yes
    keep gRoWinG..
    why wait unTil
    yesternow..
    now is rEaL
    noW iS sTiLL evolving
    as God iS oN thiS journey
    wiTh Us.. iN uS.. above Us..
    below uS.. inside and
    outside US..
    and aLL around
    uS.. and God
    dam straiGhT
    wiTh favor
    WHEREVER
    FREE EXISTS
    NOW.. STiLL
    shoWinG God
    a God dam Good
    n0w.. as God don’t
    like to be a sour puss..
    but anyway.. more fun dance
    photos to come as alWays on
    my own personal designated
    Sacred and Holy Thursday
    iN rest and relaxation.. and
    alWays entertaining
    othErs and
    sorry.. yes..
    i do have
    a favorite gender
    the female of the kind
    simply ’cause they
    kNow how
    to sMiLe and
    Love Free and
    oh so beautiful aLL
    women are to me..
    i thINk i’ll retire and
    leave a legacy
    as a
    female
    entertainer
    just for fun..
    wInks.. and whomever
    else iS brave enough to juSt
    bE free eYes oF God iN NOW..
    104 weeks toniGht at Good Old
    Seville Quarter.. and just remember
    baby.. the biggest sexual organ iS
    between yoUr shoulders.. iT’s
    what runs
    stuff
    aLL
    around..
    but sure give
    the body plenty
    of credit too.. aLL
    iS good when God
    feeLs
    Good but
    trust me
    ya wouldn’t
    wanna see or
    feel God angry
    unless you are iN
    to that kinda thingy..
    yah.. more
    fun dance
    photos coming
    around 3 am
    on April Fools
    day and yes i am
    a Fool for God and
    wE wiLL be sMiLinG
    at ya.. but preferably
    wiTh you.. iF you leT
    uS..
    FREE..
    and join uS
    iN the SAnd
    BoX oF Heaven..
    garden of eden..
    the metaphors
    are infinite
    but the
    essence
    iS
    Truth
    and liGht
    experience
    iN alWayS NoW..
    Truly it’s time the
    Minions lEarn to
    rule themselves
    as children
    oF Free
    noW for
    WORLD PEACE..
    but nah.. it’s
    just
    an
    invitation..
    aS alWays wiTh
    human bEinG
    relative free
    WiLL rules
    the dArk with
    fear.. anger..
    and hate.. or
    LiGht oF Hope
    Joy and Love iNow..
    seems like an easy
    answer/way to me.. huh..
    but that my friends iS trUly
    uP to y’aLL God WiLLinG..:)

    Reply

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