Desert..
next slide please
iN FAcebook ProFile
Photo Status thingie format please…
And.. as next slide appears..
via last Facebook Photo
profile status thingie..
Yes.. Rose..
Desert Rose..
adversity and beauty
go hand in hand.. dArk
and liGht and aLL of that..
iS and the thinGiE i liKe
perhaps most
about a Rose
is it reminds
me of a
certain
Art of the
female beauty
as such.. and sadly
some males are scared
of something as beautiful
as that.. but instead of getting
into a battle of the sexiest today..
i think i’ll take a victory
dance for personal
excellence in
achievement
as Beyonce
might SinG
and DancE.. iN
fAct and YoUtuBe
Video.. both Vince
and Beyonce WiLL
join in on my Victory
SonG and Dance simply
’cause the egg heads from
Bill Gates and moving from nerd
to Geek with Steve Jobs.. helped
build the field of dreams that prepare
ye a way.. for all my endeavors now..
in modern IT Info Tech way.. haha.. hehe..
life is great when Robots are the slaves..
and ya.. ain’t gotta worry ’bout maKinG
no more bucks as such
as slave to the
almighty
WEAK
dollar as much..
as little as THAT’S
WORTH COMPARED
TO A HeARt.. A SpiRiT
a SoUl.. gONE to Waste
without moving.. connecting..
and creating aneW iN hUman bEinG
way.. ha! whomever said this
salvation thingie is a given
from loSinG
THat and thiS
stuff of human
soUl.. didn’t really
even do tHeir
iF yoU SeeK
iN GoD Homework
as such in do and does
too now as less.. sadly as such
no longer such much of the excellence
of our animal fore bearers as wE free foragers
in free abundant Forests.. Rivers.. Lakes..
teaming with fish and all other wild
life iN balance oF thE Circle Of
liFeNoW.. so anyway.. i wasn’t
quite finished with the
crux of the achievement
i am engaged in
presently
as team
mate iN
action with
the God oF aLL Nature..
when i danced last night
with all the pretty Forest nymphs..
innocent as such.. like fAiR Angels
too.. but matters not.. as the
desert in my backyard
and most beautiful Rose
both inside and outside
is always waiting for me
in my very modest
purchased home
in ’93.. at 60K then..
and seriously.. if ya wander
what i feed my Roses to make
’em look that pretty.. including the
one inside.. not a dam thing..
they feed themselves with
Nature at hand in roots..
and when the drought
comes they adapt
to challenge
change and grow
even more beautiful
in heat or cold.. and hell
no.. i don’t use no frigging
pesticides.. herbicides..
fertilizers or any
other man
made
poisons
in effect of
Nature balance..
as by God that is how
the Rose of i has grown too
in the harshest of desert soils..
now in rainbow colors beyond
the Sun and Moon.. and what
folks who have never been
to real hell.. and won
the trip back
to heaven
may not
grasp until they
make that dArk
journey and liGht back..
and then say.. oh that
was what that crazy Fred
was going on about on Facebook..
we didn’t really realize hell and heaven
exists now.. but oh my God it does..
i wished i had taken some
helpful hints back then.
but yeah.. sure i sTiLL
KNow hoW
the purgatory
of our current
culture works..
Rats on treadmills
never ending.. yes…
purgatory.. always looking
forward to a better now.. wHere
trUly the best WON can bE NOW..
AnyWay back to Beyonce and Lombardi..
the 47th SuperBowl.. and i’LL continue
to pursue hUman excellence
wITh thE WiNd oF God
fUlly at the humiLITy
oF bare feet iN
hot sand
desert..
in Paradise now..
When aLL iS sacRed All
iS heaVen.. beGiNNinG and
enD oF stoRy noW.. wHen Halos
coMe inTO vieW Of uS wonONEnoW..:)
http://freeversenudepoetry.blogspot.com/2016/05/singaling-free-verse-nude-poetry.html
Okay.. this is kinda complicated..
but since i never make anything
complicated.. hehe..
i’ll try..
this is Katrina’s Sister..
the older one in the photo..
and Katrina’s Sister named
Kim + baby.. whose name
is Candie who is Katrina’s
niece.. and Katrina’s
niece Candie has
a daughter
named
Antaya who is
Katrina’s great niece
and Antaya is pregnant
with Katrina’s soon to be
great great niece in a couple
of months or so.. so that is the
story of this young woman waving
here at the Facebook Audience
with baby daughter
friendly
waving
at ya
too.. named
Candie as such..
yes.. still sweet
first generation niece Candie..:)
Okay.. now that we have the family
tree thingy straightened out
and per last
profile photo
status thingie..
about the desert
rose inside and out..
here’s the inside
one.. the soon
to be
Great Great
Aunt with the
Daisy Dukes
oN..
iN heR
office
chair
doubling as
not only wife
but house wife..
accountant.. hunter..
gatherer at Super-Walmart..
etc.. yard worker.. cat caretaker
for both Yellow Boys.. and let’s
see yes.. extra credit for washing
my XXtra sweaty Dance clothes
that come that way day and night!
as such.. as much.. and more..
and let’s see.. what else..
she does..
everything..
else.. but dance..
write.. and write
and dance for
me.. sleep eat repeat..
and yes.. she does the rest..
It’s kinda like that Osiris..
and Isis Egyptian
myth thingie..
as mother..
sister.. wife..
and assistant who
puts humPty dumPty
back toGeThEr aGaiN
when all the King’s men
and Horsemen.. including
Doctor’s of suit as such..
couldn’t do a dam
thing for
me.. so yes..
Isis.. Rocks on
Mother’s day..
with surviving
child or not..
named
Ryan..
liFe goes on
in epic and
legenDaRy waY.. aT lEast iN mY
MiNd..iN thiS hOUse moLDofOLd
NoW
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are be
are are
be
are are
be are..
tHoSe.. the words
to tHeMe SonG
from the
Movie
“Close
Encounter’s
of the Third Kind”
by a way are be..:)
Yep.. and sPeAkinG
iN WiLD Male Reindeer
tongue.. a free video for the
show of Human Enlightenment..
Awakening… Satori.. truly Born
again.. by work over race..
and yes.. Kundalini
natuRaLLy RiSeN
too..:)
*works over grace
makes more sense
than race
when typing
too fast
at the
end of the night..;)
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SPeaKinG of Be per tHe last Facebook
status heHE.. a ‘few’ words HAha about
Bey.. yes wITh Y after Be and bEforE oNcE..
oNce noW for BeYonce.. now MoRe woMaNoW
peR ReBirth.. KuNdalini Rising.. Born aGaiN..
Ascension.. Satori.. lots of metaphors
for this archetype of hUman.. includinG
the Star of David for upward
pointing triangle for
Divine Masculine
intersecting
downward
pointing
triangle
for Divine Feminine..
where the softer.. Loving
Graceful Feminine side of
human being in most every
human being joins up with
the harder.. more aggressive
Willful and fearless side of
human being potential..
and sparks
uNite iN bRain aNd
body balance soul..
and tHe dARk and liGht
of Yin feminine and
Yang masculine
energy
bEcoMes
ONE UNiVERSaL Force
oF hUman bEinG when both
hemispheres of brain are working
bEtter toGeTheR as when East and
West Hemispheres of Human beings..
North and South Latitudes.. converge
in macro view CoMinG ToGether oNline
sharing sciences and arts of
accomplishments
to raise each other
up.. and thaT iS Nature..
my friEnds.. God working
through uS wHole aT bEst..
ending the repressing
and oppressing
Force of the
Patriarchy started in the
Agricultural age of human..
some 10 to 12 thousand
years ago.. where humans
started storing more than one
needs as foragers.. and greed..
jealously.. control of others through
illusory fears and empty promises of early
religions become the norm for control of larger
human populations where humans are no longer
smaller groups as evolved to connect.. friendly..
and dancing naked around the camp fires of the
garden of human eden way creating Art of Body
back then.. and still
in some primitive
rain forest
cultures down
South America way..
where clothes are the evil
and not F iN NaKeD.. so here’s
the thingY.. when a person becomes
independent enough like Beyonce.. and
sure.. money helps if you don’t let it become
the guiding force instead of moving.. connecting
and creating.. there is the epigenetic potential
of regaining our truly free roots in masculine
and feminine balance as Super men and
women in comparison to domesticated
cats and dogs.. fed in the
cat and dog bowls
at the
dinner table..
And truly Beyonce’s Dancing performance
iN thaT 47th half time show says everything
about what true human ascension in potential
reAlly is.. when the spiRit of human
archetype anima
and animus comes
toGetHeR in an explosive
potential display of what
thE heARt.. Of emoTioNs..
tHe spiRit oF expreSsinG thAT
SpiRiTual energy no less than rays
of Sun that warms us from morn to dark..
can energize us briGhter than thE moon
through tHe dArkest oF new moon
and liGhTest Of Full Moon
NiGhts..wHere one
bEcomes yes..
more sensual..
more powerful.. more
resistant to the negative forces
of life.. sure.. more potentially aggressive
if need be to defend one’s life in action..
and yes.. more graceful.. more
Loving.. with fearless energy to
Love Like Angel liGht
WinGs
set on fiRe
with diVine fearless
Love of the Living God iN
Balance iN eYes that do more
than yesternows Do.. and beYonce
is one of those Angels of God walking
free as God WiLL Be on the fAce of thiS
Earth now.. and sure sHe’s MiSSunderstood..
as not everyone has F iN Worked for tHeir
place iN heights of sKy hiGh
with WinGS of Angel
Fire God
soaring with
SuN and above
as below as ONE..
And yes.. like many
artists who shine briGht
as Stars on stage.. Beyonce
raised religious.. in her case
Catholic.. retaining her faith
in God and wearing
a halo of
balanCinG God
inside.. outside..
above so below and
all around with thE aRt
oF SpiRit iN DancE SoNg
and PoeTry of Lyrics BE
Y
OnceNOW..
she stand out for
balanCinG reAson
and Art.. a phenom
oF God
come..
reALnoW..
oh yeah.. and how
do i understand this so
weLL and eloQuentLY..
BEeN tHeRe AM heRe..
Be iT
friEnds..
Be
Y..
once aLL toGetHeR noW..
i AM2 halves come wHolE..
sure most of this stuff goes riGht
over the head of folks until they too..
become one with God.. i Love to eXplain
it juST
’cause
i can.. i WiLL
to bE Y
onCe
wITh thE
power of God
inside.. outside..
above.. so below..
and all around as the
DancE and SonG of i noW
explodes iN aLL Directions..
Super men and women are
wE when fully engaged and
empowered by tHe Lord God
wITHiN
ONE Force
of hUman
bEinG noW..
and that’s all YeShua
was saying too reAlly..
but he didn’t have a Super
Bowl 47 and a court reporter
like i to more fully illustrate
it like
mE and
BeYonce are doing
wRite now.. totAlly
not KnoWinG each
other but wITh Universal
spiRit alWays noW.. no matter
iF the Video was from 2013.. or not..
HeLL.. sHe miGht have even put enough
energy out for me to feel a spark from it
here iN Florida.. as shortly after that is
when i felt my first spark then.. anything
is possible with the REAL POWER
OF GOD.. when thAT poTenTiaL
aRises..
and Ascension
bEcoMes Real..
but trUly if you do not..
seek it.. find it.. and practice
iT alWays like Beyonce amazingly
stARting.. doing noW.. phenomenally
briGht on the stage.. at only age 21 or so too..
when.. i got my first spark that died away until
53.. you WilLL never find iT.. iT is no giVen.. iT takes
WorK.. iN FucKinG iF yoU seeK iN God noW.. and
folks like me and beYonce WiLL try to help sparK ya..
to do juSt that.. but only A dArk horse who lives
iN liGht WiLL dRink
the Water
when iT
OnCenoW
bEcoMes
available as liGht..
with or without the Be Y oF otHeRs..
and hell no.. no religion or
ideology of other
words owns
this experience
no words are
even required
as the liGht
of God iS Wordless
the liGht of God is Essence
that lies bEneath.. BeYonD
symbols/idols of hUman BEinG..
But yes.. sure.. words work
as signs to help get tHeir
no less than
hand
signals
of triangles
pointed up
and down
toGetHeR
in pyramid
of God way uP
to the capsTone oF ONE..
So yes.. Beyonce is not the only
one.. one can see these signs of help
clearly in music Videos.. like Katy Perry’s
‘Firework’.. and ‘Wide Awake’.. and yes
of course wRite on topic
her Video Dark
horse too..
but for now
since we are sPeaKinG
of BeYonce and i Am Celebrating
her gift of God that comes through
working with gravity as liGht
of God instead
of going
the negative
dark way..
of repressing
and oppressing
human feelings.. senses..
and hell yes.. seNsuaLiTy
too.. as some would
drive You away
from God
saying
oh.. that
kinda stuff
is evil in illusory
fears away from
freely moving.. connecting
and creating like Katy
and Beyonce do..
a little luck
is available
with the song
711.. if the spark
comes and you practice
the work of God within in
moving.. connecting.. and creating
until the rest of death comes and
ya do iT all over aGaiN eternAlly
in God’s liGht or not noW and
that is wHere relative
free will comes in..
we can either SinG..
DancE in liGht
or bE dARk as
it is just the
way it works
in dArk and liGht
balance.. wE LiGht
workers are inspired
by workers in tHe dArk
and the daRk workers CAN
bE inspiRed by the liGht ones
too.. and the balanCinG Force
of liGht and dArk goes on
Forevermorenow..
but truly..
the greATest
gift oF liFe
iS iN Dancing
free WiTh a
SonG oF liGht and LiFenoWONE..
Yup.. tHe folks in the rain forest understand
and juSt do aLL of thiS wITh zero books @ALL..
God lives
Freer
without
books.. HeR
ReAlly Do bE FREE..:)
TrUly SkeYes hiGh
oF God iN hUman
eYes are greaT..
sAdly though..
folks who walk
iN dArk will do so
many things to take
that away.. but tHeir
IS A liGht iN hUman
bEinG that GroWs
as briGht as Sun
and moRe..
that can
never
be taken
away.. as Long
As thAT flAmE FiReS liGht..:)
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ANd witH aLL thaT sAid..
i celebrate tHe dArk and liGht
pARts oF aLL Religions.. cultures
and other mythologies.. celebrating
all the human archetypes that are
as real as real can be
iN noW.. aLL the hUman
poTenTials.. thaT God
oF Nature makes real
as Us.. when wE
seeK.. FinD and
eXerciSe thEse poTenTials
in NoW.. So yeS.. i WiLL Celebrate
Egyptian Mythology.. Christian
Religions.. Buddhism.. Islam..
ETc.. Xtoo.. respecting tHe dArk
and liGht that has
brought
the potential
for what iS noW…
But trUly DanCinG
and SinGinG iN thE liGht
of God beST as thaT iS mY
waY oF BEinG noW..
and wITh thaT sAid too..
Mercury iS CoMinG noW
aCross thE FAce of Sun
on 9th day.. May 2016 noW
anD iN thaT sAMe Mercurial
Messenger spiRit i Do the
sAme.. symbols tHeY are
no less.. than idols
of words..
howEver tHe
patH to liGht
thaT coMes.. pays no
miNd to who thInkS they
own the essence under aLL
symbols that come as human
abstract concepts now to relate
the essence of trUth and liGht
above.. so below.. inside
outside and
all around..
AKA
GOD..
tHe Force oF aLL..:)
Feat
note..
That’s
whaT Facebook
gets for asking
me the question
‘what’s on your mind’..
hehe.. never hear that from
anyone else.. as i suppose
a tSuNaMi.. spRead oF miNd
is Not everyone’s noW aGenDa..;)
And speaking of THAT THAT reminds
me of this SonG hear and look
wHere an iron fist of God
FroM SpAce..
caN bE
A TsUnaMi oF SaCreD
LovE spReaDinG
aCross thE SUn
oF fearless Love
inStead
oF
scaRed
haTe..
Love Wins
for those who
Dance and SinG fearless.. Love
iN Star liGht sKeYes of GODnoW..
EnDinG note.. i understand Captain
America.. and some Civil War
thingy of dArk
and liGht
Has arrived
at the movie
theater this
weekend too..
perhaps i’ll
go or perhaps
i’m already tHeRe
iN ‘CaPTaiN SAlt’ waY..;)
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iN CelebraTiON oF Mothers
Day.. my mother Helen..
at age 17.. wading
aT Navarre Beach
Sound..
and trUly
thE UncondTioNal
LoVinG Force thaT
iS sTart Behind
aLL Rose Star
CoMinG
iN PeN oF i..
Every Rose
BeGiNs
wITh SeeD liGht
Rose oF Mother
iN Pen oF Y i.. aGaiN..:)
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Well.. mY friEnd.. Prajakta..
i wasn’t a father very long..
but long enough
to kNow and
FeeL for sure
that i would
lay my life down
then for anotHeR
little one.. noW
and hold that
little one until
his last
breath
did come..
iT wasn’t something
my wife could do and
it was a mother inside of
the father i.. that i never
fully knew the potEnTial
for noW.. NoW.. so faR..
unTiL then.. As fatHeR
trUly tHeRe IS A mothEr
In most every fatheR and
a FathEr iN most every MotHer..
And while single parenting..
although not the optimum
arrangement for
a child.. iT sTiLL
noW can maKe
a child botH LoVinG
and Fearless too..
iT iS different
my friend..
but too
iT
iS
sAMe..
for those
who balance the
best of Love
WitH
Fearless
no
W..:)
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Adrenaline.. the stuff of fight or
flight.. cats use it
and immediately
go back to
homeostasis..
all other animals
too of course.. except
for caged humans in a lightening
storm and yes the cage is very metal
and cold
and dark
and tinged
with energy
never ending
to meet the tasks
assigned by illusory
cultural expectations..
enforced by the mighty
dollar.. a boss.. or illusions
of limits and expectations now
that we humans make real..
R and R is the way
to heaven..
Work in flight
or flight is truly
what science now says
is battery acid on the brain..
and all other body systems..
and yes.. the only way
to attempt to escape
it is to repress
all emotions
to get
away from
fear.. but emotions..
just move to other places
as fear becomes pain in the
body in a never ending cycle
to escape the onward slaughter
of adrenaline on every F iN Body
system from head to toe..
and then unusually sounds
are too loud.. lights
are too bright..
colors
hurt..
feet get colder
hands get colder
palms and forehead
no longer even sweat
when nervous..
the body
is breaking
down all systems
this is more than just
an F iN Nervous breakdown
this is the real physiological
process of stress hormones
destroying the body
in a slow burn
torture that
is real
as H
2 O but
in this case
a slow fire in hell
of human being..
WE are animals
rule number 1..
rule number
two we must
rest sufficiently
or suffer the inevitable
deterioration into entropy
that can make living a death
like Zombie Real in apocalypse
of our own hells now.. and truly
when all dims.. emotions go away..
the pain body is all that’s left..
the warm and fuzzies..
smiles.. laughs..
whimsical
sillies
are all gone..
and there is not even
a reference point back into
the liGht of Human Emotions..
senses.. sensuality.. in FeeLinG
all of what animal joy can be
just to roll in the sands
of the mid-day sun
and hug the
grass of
the moonlit
Orb of Full Moon Night..
as any free cat WiLL do
when not metal encaged in
A ThunDer aNd liGhtening
storm of seNsory and
EmoTional input
and output..
gone
awry..
We too can be
Free cats too.. but my
friend.. sometimes when one
is encaged in adrenaline hell
too long.. it takes years.. and years
to truly fully recuperate back to animal
homeostasis.. and Maslow was correct
if that is not taken care of.. it’s hard to go
up to the capstone.. of self actualization
or even to the 6 step above.. to being
One WiTH the UniVerse Whole
in ascension real..
fully awakened..
enlightened..
where above
galaxy below
we and me
are one
and
sAMe..
i’ve been to the
battle field of adrenaline
fired hell.. two years of stuck
in the on position and eventually
to hell for 66 months for all the
destruction flight or fight
continuous
stress did
resulting
much in the
whole of 19 medical
disorders.. and while
i lived much of my life in an
up and down cycle of adrenaline
frenzy to keep up with the demands
at hand.. now this cat.. baby.. sleeps in
grace.. as truly the real power of limitless
energy.. strength.. and potential lives in grace
away from any anxiety.. flight.. or fear in general
away from peace.. and really unless one escapes
as far as i can see.. from the now demands of a
functionally disabling culture as home..
the matrix is real.. purgatory..
and real hell too..
slowly torturing
a human
race
to less
and nothingness
in hell as not well at all..
And hell this is more than
just a poem of truth and liGht
empirical science now shows..
stress and the deleterious impact
of associated stress hormones F iN
Kills in terms of misery and suffering
and an eventual premature death..
and no job or dollar bill
or other commitment
is worth
any of that
hell my friend..
so i always lived with
less.. spent less.. did less
that my other peers did.. and
now i reap the reward of no spending
and having enough to never ever
have to
go back
to the matrix
of human cultural
hell of limits and expectations
straight to A others.. and self imposed
REAL hell that CAN BE WORSE THAN DEATH..
on a briGhter note.. pet your cat for me..
and may you
purr too..
my friend..
iN Sun and Sand
of liGht.. wITh Grass
moist at night
cooling
the fires
of hell
of
Dark
mY friEnd.. gigoid..
resting peaceFuLLy iN liGht oF HEaVEN noW..:)
And sPeaKinG of R and R.. tiMe for a cool
change.. i’m thInKinG..FeeLinG Beach and
or CapTaiN America/sAlt..
aT thE theATer..
eitHeR oNe
i..iT WiLL
BE joY
as i dAM
sUre kNoW hoW
to have fUn and
keep iT going alWayS Now..
moRe iN balance than uP and dOwn..;)
Oh..
noW YeaH..
And tHeRe’s
A SonG for thAT
wITh thanks for the
continUinG inspiRaTioN..
mY
FRiEnD..;)
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https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/05/07/day-in-the-life-of-a-beautiful-day/
https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/05/07/lonely-ghosts-wandering-the-earth/
https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/05/07/god-is-not-a-3-letter-word/
https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/05/07/breath-of-sun-loving-earth-emeraldine-green/
WeLL.. as SeAsons.. the God of Nature
and the way God speaks in Signs of Nature
including culture and all the by products of
that that are pArt of God two.. change.. the last
4 poeTry Free Verse Blog Posts sAMe change..
iN synchronicities..
shared All from thE
saMe day..
May 7th
2014..
aLL sTiLL noW wRite
oN topiC.. heRe wHere
i NoW make one Ocean
of Blog post instead..
of several streams and
or Rivers FloWinG separately..
as they say iT all comes out when
the rinse.. wash.. and dry cycle
moves.. connects..
and creates
aGaiN..
and or comes
back to liGht
AgAIn..
wRite oN
couRse..
oF
course..
and now off to
R and R for mE..
Thanks again to Facebook
for being such a great
free secretary
in algorithm
go go way..
providing
memos
to
me
as Synchronicities
continue to flow in ocean i..wE..:)
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Well.. ‘you’ probably didn’t notice..
but alarmingly the green man
went missing in my
‘last’ Super Hero
assistance Squad
helping with my writing..
stationed usually on the side
of my computer.. but as talked
to in a recent blog post.. Katrina getting
frustrated dusting all the details of my
desk arrangement.. kinda slung all the
Super Heroes around the room..
and apparently the
Incredible Hulk..
said this
lady is
out of control..
i’m gonna save my
own green skin and
ske·dad·dle out of
her way..
so anyway..
The Green man
and i reunite in the
dancing sand box free
of boarders in my back
yard.. and he is back in
his place of help.. and that
explains why he didn’t come
to help Captain America’s
team effort in the
civil war
division..
all about Vengeance
at the Theater today..
as viewed.. and i think
he went to a nursing home
or something like that and
more news about that at 10 pm..
or a little after on 5072016.. as
a Facebook News Report coming
live to you.. in a few moments now..;)
Oh God.. before i get on with that
live News Report.. reference ‘last’
Facebook Profile photo status thingY..
there is yes.. other important news to
report.. my Aunt Teenie’s 89th birthday
on Mother’s day.. yes the 8th..
so we went to visit..
and yes..
a very nice
visit
iT WAS
AS photoed here..
okay now back
to the
other
news..
coming momentarily
in my ‘next’ Facebook
Profile photo status ThinGy
now.. after a long day of dance too..:)
That’s it.. That’s the reason
the Incredible Hulk couldn’t
help Captain America
at the Theater
today.. he was
busy visiting
Captain SAlt’s
Aunt at a Nursing
home just to tickle her a little..
reference her non-verbal
facial expression.. of
course.. anyway..
Happy Mother’s
day to all
you
MOTHERS..
PERHAPS the incredible
Hulk WiLL come visit some
of you
too..
or at
least check
up on what ‘you’
are doing ‘now’
on Facebook..
and maybe like
something
too..
hehe
haha..
for whatever..
reasoN
or no
reaSon
at all
but FeeLinG..:)
Reference.. my Recent Facebook
photo Celebrating Mother’s Day
with a 17 year old age photo
of my Mother..
yes.. my mother
was voted as having
the best figure as a Senior
in high school that year.. and
Katrina says that’s where i got
my curvy figure.. and nice
round butt.. as my
father had
one of those
flat ass
plumber
butts if you’ve
ever noticed that
kind of man butt
as such cracking..
fixing stuff
as
much..
and Jesus..
holding a pose like
that is almost as difficult
as walking on water.. on land of course..
and yes.. i know that’s quite a few
profile status photo thingies..
in a row.. butt.. please
understand..
i was born
in the precise
Center of the Gemini
Mercurial twins on June
6th.. and since Mercury
is FiXinG to cross the
Sun on Monday..
the 9th of May..
first now since
2006.. yes.. a 10
year dry spell in this
intimate relationship
as such.. between Mercury
and Sun.. it is rubbing off
on me.. just a ‘little’ bit
and i am
kinda ramped up..
or as one Medical
Doctor and one Licensed
Therapist said this week..
mildly manic.. to put it
kindly.. hehe..
yeah.. baby..
it’s surely
gonna be
Just Another Manic
Monday.. but trust me..
not only is Sunday mY Fun
Day.. every day is the
F iN
4th oF
July aS
INdependence
Day oF Y i set freeNoW
Isreal.. truly iT iS iNoW..
and yes.. ‘Prince’ wrote thE ‘SonG’..:)
YuP.. aNd tHeRe hE
iS.. tHe oriGinal
GOlden MeRcUry
RoMan BoY
noT
iN thE flesH..
AKA HerMes..
iN GreeK fORm Too..:)
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Facebook Friend Rafiah shares
information about a
movie with
Benicio so and
so in it and i say..
as she Loves the
Sherlock Show..
That reminds me.. Benedict Cumberbatch
is gonna be playing a really cool part
in the comic book based movie..
Dr.. Strange.. this fall
at the big Theater..
a movie all about
how belief can change
a person’s reality.. looks like
a good movie to me.. if you like
that kinda thing.. SMiLes and
Happy Future Mother’s day.. Rafiah..:)
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Carl Jung and some of his contemporaries were pioneers
in exploring the inner Universe of Human
collective unconsciousness..
Ranging from personality
types of the introverted.. intuitive
thinking.. judging.. INTJ type that
i used to iNhabit to the Extroverted
Intuitive Feeling Perception ENFP
type that i personally suddenly
changed to over the course
of a month in July
of 2013..
ha! perhaps
the text book version
of a bi-polar change then
from Dr. Jekyll to Mr. Hyde..
however if you don’t know.. the
Superhero archetype.. and generally
speaking even the Superman comic then
and other originally based theatrical
productions are
in alignment with
sTiLL noW the
same basic
hero archetype of nerd
changing to super hero..
derived from Jung where
Jung was also influenced
by the Renaissance Artifacts
in art of ancient Greece and Rome..
where truly only about 5% of the population
then was exposed to the ‘higher’ thought of the
day as of course there was no Google of
the United States then.. spreading
Globally.. just the elite had
access to the
high brow stuff
then.. nows have changed
drastically where the poor shy
boy.. can get a Pell Grant.. get
three college degrees and eventually
Move mountains of words.. in metaphor only
please.. but yes.. human archetypes are real..
it doesn’t take a brain surgeon to see the patterns
through recorded history and even the artifacts of
prehistory.. to see the common sense of this..
and yes.. some folks interpret patterns
with right brain thinking
like Jung and other
folks
like Dawkins
and Hitchens can’t
see much further than
cold empirical repeatable
science while the human’s
emotional.. sensory..
moving.. connecting..
creating inner Universe
is a work of Art of
the God of Nature
as sTiLL evolving
and still recorded
from the origin of
all in our DNA as such
as Creation Dances and
Sings in moving continually
inspiring and inspired by sound
from the end to the beginning of
now and all around again..
in the cycle of all
that is.. noW.. yes..
aka God.. noW noW onE..
so as i spin around too..
here and spiral.. know that
God is speaking to you.. noW
haha.. in “Layman’s” terms
here.. and according to the
Pauli Effect that empirical
based only scientists pooh pooh
but respected Jung and Pauli applauded
when actually experiencing it as high
energy.. highly intuitive and pattern
thinking feeling folks.. so yesterday
at high energy levels the alarm
went off after i danced in
Dick’s Sporting Goods..
my iPhone froze up 3
times when i attempted
to take pictures.. and
as my wife can tale ya..
there was a stretch of so-called
coincidences that yes.. are synchronicity
that really happens when human energy flows
and is unrestricted by analytical worry mind..
as five store computer registers in a row locked
up in the course of two days.. while i could
sense my high energy then.. and yes..
whenever i am on a dance
spree.. there are folks
who tale me they
can feel the
positive energy
when i come into the
room and there are other
stiff brow literal thinking
INTJ types like i used to be
who just frown and say he is
F iN Strange.. well yeah.. baby
per my last comment to Rafiah
call me Dr. Strange..
yes..tHeRe have noW
been many Dr. Strange’s
in history and while Buddha
was truly more of an empiricist..
the reported Jesus and Muhammad
in terms of moving mountains
don’t get much more
Dr. Strange than
THAt..
and now that science
has finally established empirical
evidence for the voodoo effect of
negative thinking and consequential
negative results per the nocebo effect
and the power of belief and positive consequences
otherwise known as the placebo effect.. while one might
say it’s only a sugar pill.. duh.. it ain’t the sugar pill
that does it.. it is the associate power of human belief
that some folks who are yes.. magical leaning
thinkers can manifest in their
life.. but the
literal thinkers
remain in a black and
white world.. truly removed
from this alternate inner and
outer action consequence of magic
humans.. baby.. who can have more than
the colors of the rainbows generated
yes.. in terms of human Force in all
the potential colors that will
come to liGht.. depending
on the bell curve of what
one is born innately with in
terms of DNA.. and develops in
nurturing the human mind.. body..
heart of emotions.. spirit expressing
emotions.. senses.. and sensuality and
true it all moves together in human potential..
M i N D a n d B o D y iN B A L A N C Enow..soUL..
AS sexually repressed folks generAlly sPeaKinG
do not charge as much energy in either emotions
or senses as does the free one’s among uS
without the human restriction
and actual physical
tension of NOT
LETTING iT GO..
AS THE FROzEN princess
says when sHe iS ascending
too.. and getting free and exploring
hEr human potential too.. there is an aMaZinG
Art to God that science iN juSt five steps..
are baby steps compared to what the truly
self-actualizing human can
do.. and even studies
of pre-cognition work
best when the visual images
are sexually stimulating away
from the mind of mechanical cognition..
but sure.. sexual stimulating activities
And HeLL no.. not just the bill Clinton Def..
as science shows now. as well.. are a source
of both creativity.. productivity.. and a driving
force for human cooperation.. as studies of our closest
primate Cousin Bonobo also show that sensuality freely expreSsinG
in flesh and blood contact are A way to peace.. noW so the Beatles..
Jung.. Pauli.. and F iN Greek And Roman Renaissance thInkers and
arTists.. THEN were on to the trUth and liGht as even science iS
coming around to show.. NoW THaT thE art of Dance and other Art..
can cure emotional illness.. other psychological maladies..
and even F in
PTSD.. as the body
keeps score.. in a
recent book by a medical
doctor with case studies..
as per the method of Carl Jung..
as empirical studies cannot be
appropriately done because of
ethical issues of using
human beings
as guinea
pigs..
well.. what i fiNd noW
iS BaLanCinG elements oF
aLL the human archetypes..
iS what raises my energy
the hiGHest.. as i continue
to explore my PoTenTiaL.. so all i can
say iS look out computers.. alarms.. and
all other electronic devices.. including humans
who can sense the energy of other folks..
as i may.. heHE.. be coming your
way.. so here’s a storm
alert for THAT above..
so below..
inside.. outside..
and all around.. simply
cause i BelieVe.. i WiLL..
i CaN.. i jUSt F iN Do iT..
and lET the naYsaYeRs.. continue
to steep.. in bLacker tea.. than
Rainbow tea that i continue to brew..
in colors more noW As biGGer RainBow too..
and sure that happens when tHe synErgy oF a
color wheel Of enErgy coMes ToGeTheR.. tHeRe
are nuances of colors
never seen
before..
relatively
SpeaKinG oF course..
as Einstein miGht say.. noW
juSt ’cause yOu doN’T experience
iT in yoUr inner/outer UniVersAL diMEnsIon oF liFe
don’t mean miracles are not real in a UniVerse
wHeRe they
simply
ARE REAL
NOW.. iNOtHeRs…
HUMAN POTENTIAL..
IT’S WHAT’S FOR BREAKFAST..
LUNCH AND first SUPPER.. AS TRULY
NoW i BELIEVE WHAT JESUS SAID ABOUT
ThE POTENtIAL Of HuMANS DOinG GREATER
THiNGS THAN WHAT He REPORTeD ARE OnLY
TRuE FOR THOSE WHO ACT ON iT
MORE THAN JUsT
RECiTING
ONE VERSE
iN A BOOK
AKA
J 316..
YEShuA IS A LOT
BIGGER THAN ONE VERSE
iN A BOOK.. AND HE SAID then
ThErE WILL bE MORE TO COME
iN HUMAN’S ways WHO NoWoNoW
ARE LIKE HIM doing MorEnoW
WHO GO TO THE METaPHOR
OF THE FaTHeR GoD AnD
DO NOT SiT STiLL
iN CaVES
BUiLT
By
OTHER HuMANS… noW oNe
FREE and MoVinG.. DanCinG
SinGinG PoeTrYinGYanGinG
ouT oF thE cAVe alWaYs noW
A MiSSioN statEment Of FReED
iN trUth
AnD liGht..
NoWoNE..:)
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WeLL.. trUly it’s not easy to be Superman..
the White Knight.. the Prophet..
the messenger.. as history
and even the latest
Captain America
Civil war show
shows.. as ya gotta
break the rules of the cultural
norms.. after you do ascend and
find greater trUths and liGhts to give
and share.. and yes.. as history shows..
a path of little thanks or even notice at nows.
even ostracizing.. up to F iN Stoning.. Hanging..
Burning at the F iN Stake.. and sure
cruxifixion.. but hell NO.. i ain’t afraid
as God already damned me
to HeLL for 66 months
with a pain worse
than Cruxifixion
in medical literature
real identified as type
two trigeminal neuralgia
from wake to sleep worse
than dentist drill without
novocaine.. in eye and
ear.. and when you
truly go
to hell
there is no way
but up.. and no way
but fearless.. and no
way but appreciation to
the one who sent you there..
the God oF aLL.. as it’s just the
way iT iS.. and the path to liGht
does come from dARk.. as science
shows.. and my history does too..
So sure.. at nows.. i feel
a little like the
dude in the next
video.. and as his comic
book history shows.. he too..
was a bit of a hell boy too.
perhaps not born on
060660.. but
maturing slow
not reaching real
adulthood in
self-actual
iZaTion..
uNtiL then
preciseLY
@
my age
of ascension iN
self-actulization
at age 53..
as yes.. noW
synchronicity
WiLL have iT
and yes.. my assistant
would have been identified
as a demon back in those days
of burning at the stakes.. with
her form of grimacing faces
in complex partial
seizures that
come and
goes on a day
to day basis..
where she looks a little
bit like she’s in hell fire
when experiencing this
dArk of liGht.. as liFe
as well.. and sure
at other nows
i just wish
for a backyard
and some more
rainbow tea.. and sure..
it would have been nice to have
a couple of kids.. but in my case
the two of me.. in balance of dArk
and LiGht.. Masculine.. and
feminine.. yes.. anima
and animus
become
one.. and my path
is longer and more
intense in liGht than
most.. but one WeLL traveled
by others as history shows.. so at
least in vicarious way.. i am never alone
and truly for many of ‘those’ folks like the
one who was crucified.. the really truly
only real reward was/iS the
intrinsic eternally
lasting
reward NOW
of Heaven NOW
NOW directly coming
from the God oF Nature
that iS aLL noW.. and
thaT iS the cup
of beyond
rainbow tea i continue
to drink.. with out extended
family of children..
my offspring..
is the liGht i bRing
to others.. and yes.. the
DArk oF iT that may be perceived
by those who have not already been
to HeLL to understand the necessity
of dArk to the journey oF liGht iN respect
that aLL oF God iS trUly good in ways that
we little flea human bEinGs SucKinG thE
blood of liFe that doGod gives
and shares have no
idea truly of
how Great God
is as compared to
human fleas.. but again..
iT’S useless to get angry at
God or even other folks in hate
lasting ways.. as We onLY hate our
selves ultiMateLY by doing thiS..
as wE are aLL pARts oF
GoD wHoLE iN noW..
so WitH all thAT
sAid HeRe
is a little
Barry ManiLow
and HeLLboy2..
with a fiery girl very
much like Wife Katrina too..
just another day for Super Hero liFe..
in aLL the dArk and liGht thAT
comes @HanD
WiTH God’s
HAnds
too..
And yes..
serIOUslY
i can’t sMiLe
wIThoUT YoU..;)
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YuP.. somenow
juSt oNe sMiLe
iS worth an
eternity in hell
now just to get to thAT
sMiLe aGaiN.. so happy
Mother’s day to Katrina..
truly Mother to aLL for mE..:)
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So.. anyway.. per the ‘last Facebook’
status in appreciation of the Wife Katrina
as super assistant.. sorta like a
guardian of AngEL..
the fire of i..
does occasionally
scorch her bRain.. iN terms
oF Mercurial Spirit in the continuing
mood of Mercury crossing the facE noW
of Sun on Monday.. Mother’s day is sTiLL
alWays kinda sad for Katrina considering
we lost a child and do not have any
other flesh and blood children..
so.. we go to Kohl’s
so.. she can use
her Kohl’s gift
certificate
to buy me
four more super
cool themed T-shirts
to dance.. and quite frankly
i am as about as spirited as i’ve
ever been.. since i finished the year
long task of building a third of a million
word poem.. and continuing the three million
word Plus Free Verse poem overall that is coming
to fruition as i type.. to the scale of 666 MACRO verses as of
the next blog post that is this..noW.. anyway.. so i’m dancing
A NUTcracker like suite.. to a couple Rock and Roll FAST
Songs.. in an open aisle area at Kohl’s for around
an hour or two.. and keeping my distance from
the other Mothers who are coming
in to use their gift certificates..
and a concerned older
Lady.. approaches
the customer service
desk then.. on the other
side of the store.. as she
has spotted the man twirling
in the aisles on the other side
of the store.. in concern.. as after-all
is said and danced.. the dude is rather
large and has Shades on in the middle
of the day.. so she is doing her civil
duty in case someone gets
hurt in ballet
by the charged
uP strange dancing
dude who is me.. then..
anyway.. little does she
know my guardian.. Katrina
is standing at the counter finding
out if she has any more Kohl’s
coupons and such as that..
and tells the concerned
older Lady.. THAT’S
MY HUSBAND.. HE HAS
AUTISM AND HE IS JUST
DANCING.. the demon in her
arises.. and hell fire surely
comes out of her eYes.. a little..
as yes.. i for one
have seen
THat before..
and the sweet customer
service girl.. just so happens
to be one of my Seville Quarter
dancing fans.. unknown to me though..
just from the distance.. and she tales the
older lady.. yes that man dances every
week at Seville Quarter.. the older
Lady then scurries away..
and did say she has
a relative with
Autism too..
so a little
compassion
was displayed by
her too.. and the nice
young custom service female
assistant says to Katrina..
yes.. sometimes i just want
to sit there and watch him dance..
he is so much fun to watch dance.. and
just another day in the life of a public
dancer comes to the end.. after traversing
close to 30 miles over two days.. increasing
performance skills as always.. coming into
new moves.. and bringing greater levels
of mindful awareness.. focus.. nuanced
new emotional spiRit of heARt and soUL
Balancing as miNd and BoDy..
increasing greater
short term memory..
and in general
enhanced
cognitive
executive functioning
in moving.. connecting.. creating
ways and Jesus… WOW.. i am
ascending so high in heaven
within.. outside.. above..
so below.. and all around
in the equal metaphors across
cultures termed as Kundalini Rising..
Satori.. Bliss.. Nirvana.. and yes.. once
again.. the same general ascension experience
that Jesus is reported to have
yes.. in general per even
what they talked at Church
about in Luke’s New Testament
Gospel today.. for do not look up
to heaven.. as heaven is within..
God Lives within.. and for those
who experience real ascension
the Kingdom of God
is more fully
here as wE
iN much
greater
overall human potential..
so when people often ask me how
you do that.. the answer is simple
and truly it’s not a new human experience..
it is the Kingdom of God that most animals
experience except for human beings where
culture has separated us from the innate..
instinctual.. and intuitive way we
are evolved sTiLL noW..
to be with God
ONE FREED.. noW
with winds like a
Hurricane.. and a calm
eYe Center as God And wE
sMiLE as Wide as InFiniTy and
more ToGeThER aGaiN and in this
way as metaphor Jesus continually
comes back again.. in yes.. hUman
archetype waYs
noW oF
FREE at
the right
hand.. Now
left hand..
noW.. AnD
ALL A’ROUND..
INSIDE.. OUTSIDE..
ABOVE.. SO BELOW..
oF GODnOW.
FREE
NoW E A LL..:)
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SOP.. Standard Operating Procedure
for a dancing SHIVA.. (Nataraj)
aka
the CERN
SYMBOL oF
Cosmic Never
Ending noW Dancer
oF East Indian Origin..
with ‘original photo’ below..;)
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OH God.. that loNG
liGht thAT i aM
grasping wITh
my riGht hand
is red
hot
on Fire..
but yes.. i
retain a Cheshire
Cat Smile.. and sure..
after i die it WiLL remain
forever online or when servers
die first.. in literAlly tens of thousands
of selfies.. plasterED frigGinG everywhere
in E-Land.. haha.. who needs statues..
when the real
flesh and blood
lasts.. and lasts..
and lasts.. in online
form.. and yes..
the SinGulaRiTy
iS alReaDy heRe..
iN terms of hUman
BeinGs uploading
more than tHeir brain
and body.. hell yes.. the
heARt.. the SoUL.. and
SpiRit.. that comes aLL
nAturAlly and noW with
the aid of Technology
in human terms..
relatively forever
noW.. and haha..
perhaps
i am the
only one
doing it in terms
oF poEtrY soUL onE..:)
Best Advice ever.. NoW
‘MAKE LOVE TO LIFE’.. Now
And thiS Now.. thank God noW
i AM noT tHe first one to say iT!..
i swear.. n0w.. i swear.. sWEar..
LiFe iS FucKinG MaGiC
iF yoU seeK in God..
and yes.. i AM
first to say..
aLL oF thAT..
And mArk mY
words noW.. iF
Jesus weRe to
come back hE wOUld
bE alMost juSt liKe mE..
’cause God taLes mE So..
iN God’s waY.. oF SynChroNiCiTy..
And yes.. remember.. per T-shirt
theme.. size matters not
and i is me as
Yoda too noW..
and iMaGiNe
whAT iT would be
liKe noW iF tHe Hulk
and Yoda bEcoMe oNe..
noT much different.. reAlly
than Sith and Jedi.. bEcoMinG
onE.. perHaps iN StaR WarS noW..
oR DanCinG WiTh staRs.. foRm matterS noT..:)
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“People see what they have been conditioned to see;
they refuse to see what they don’t expect to see.” — Merle P. Martin
That’s truly a pearl that i particularly
find in fruition trUe iN deep red state
South Land..
to be aLL
too trUe..
but that’s the way
iT goes.. tHeRe iS
a biological basis
for iT.. iN folks who are
more scared of change to
the nomads among us who
must have
continuous
moving.. connecting..
and creating change
to inspire liFe greater
and greater as it can bE..
i hold no illusions that i can
change human Nature.. except noW
for the reaLITy that i have already
changed me.. however that change then
TooK A 66 month jAunt to hEll.. a bleSSinG
then BeYonD aLL otHeR blesSinGs i for oNe
kNow to bE truE noW.. after aLL iS donE..:)
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So.. iT’s.. 7:40 am.. 5092016.. And Mercury
IS A fixin’ to enter the transit noW
aCross fAce oF sUn.. and MaGiC
iS here for me.. no..
iT’s not 6:12:19 am..
back then when
that is ‘pose
to begin..
i am 12..
skin and bones..
the boys are calling
me queer ’cause i smile
too much.. the girls are
calling me skank as back
then i have oily looking
puberty hair.. yes..
on my head..
and black
four eyes
to do all
the homework
assignments
that i rarely
read.. apple of
the teacher’s eye
only am i then..
with straight A’s..
as i mind meld with
them in lectures then..
the kids laugh at me too..
when i speak ’cause i think
too fast and my mouth can not keep
up with my mind.. and my hand writing
will always look like kindergarten noW as
hands cannot keep up with mind of me
either.. but no.. no matter what
i will not give up..
’cause i can
control
my dreams
at night
and go wherever i want..
hehe.. even see naked girls
in locker rooms.. haha..
then.. and although
i have no idea what
sex is.. until age
16.. oh DO..
i Love Girls..
and dream one day
that a dark-haired girl
and i have a desert isle
all to our selves.. we live
happily ever after and she
never ages.. and i stay
a free spirit too..
so i get some of
those cement weights..
skin and bones lay down
on bench looking up at Starving
African looking string bean arms..
no matter what i eat.. it matters not
string bean arms stay.. but i have this
vision of a rainbow around me taller.. stronger..
than ever before.. and after all.. my father is like
James West.. only taller from the Wild Wild West..
or James Bond from those movies.. and
yes.. the Six Million Dollar
man at least in looks..
as the law Enforcement
man.. so it’s Nature
like when our
cat killed
the bird
on the river..
my sister cried and
i said please don’t
cry Marilou.. that is
only the Cat expressing
his Nature and the cycle of life..
yes.. i said this shortly after i
could speak at age 4.. and shortly
before when i could not speak
and could feel and sense
that i had been
here forever
with the
God of Nature
in no words at all..
looking across the
river at age 3 where
i lived then.. and when
my mother lost her keys
under the bed.. and was
looking for them.. i just
tugged on her dress and
lead her to where the keys
can be found then.. anyway..
it was hard.. but i survived..
and one day in high school.. when
my legs were no longer string bean
and they are tanned from years of
playing Tennis in Indian
Summer Florida way..
and the girl
who used
to make fun
of me named Gracie
said we are proud of you
Fred.. kinda like she was saying
welcome to the human race.. acknowledging
that i was human.. and yes.. i am only
human so that felt good..
so.. anyway.. i have some
friends that are girls
then in high school..
who are just friends..
crushes on this girl wishing
i could be with her for ever and
that one.. and another one too..
as nows go on then..
and finally at 18..
i meet a dark
haired Cuban/
Irish girl.. with 10 months
of what i wished was forever
with her.. and then a Guamanian
Friend.. who eventually commits
suicide.. as she confides
in me.. that her
father was
sexually abusing
her at the now i knew her..
and yes.. when she has two
kids and a loving husband..
she takes a revolver
to her head in
her father’s
bed and
pulls the trigger..
’cause some things are
hard to forget in terms
of PTSD ways of being
sTiLL.. as i imagine
for her then..
in empath
way..
of REAL..
and then a dark
haired Italian girl..
who asks me to the prom
to make her real crush
a little jealous
it seems
from what
i hear from
others after that..
and she says i scare her
with my intense stare across
the table at the restaurant then..
and at the beach.. after prom.. i just
smile at her.. and don’t try anything..
and i guess she thought that was
weird.. as later.. years
later.. she told me
i really respect
how you were about
all of that..
as she says
her
child was
born blind.. yes.. years
later.. and a result of
‘what she did’ and is a
nurse for my wife.. when
i’m 36.. in ’97 for two days
more when our child is born
on June 4th.. when she
tales be all about
this then.. two days
before my
birthday..
June 6th.. then..
yeah.. i can remember
that still like a motion
picture in my head.. same
as when that first girl friend
broke up with me dancing
while the song ‘After
the Love is Gone’
by Earth Wind
and Fire..
me seeing me
in the dance mirror thinking
oh no.. no one will ever
love me again like that
as they never did before..
but that was a mistake..
because it was
no longer
magical
thinking
to bring reality
of heaven into fruition
of greater things to come..
so i went in the other direction
for a while.. and eventually broke
down.. and eventually rose up to
a couple of decades of relative
happiness.. and even met
that dark haired girl
who would never
age on
our desert
Isle.. now..
so yes.. there was
a reason in dArk for
the liGht of that break
up too.. that would be almost
precisely 10 years from that
date in September of
1979 and Hurricane
Frederick.. to
when Katrina
and i consummated
what would be a marriage
in 1990 in February the 21st..
of September 21st in
1989.. a cycle
of happiness yes..
yet to come greater
than i could ever
imagine before…
and it was
strange
when i first
met that Cuban
girl.. a spark
of intuition told
me she wasn’t THE ONE..
and the other one looked
like her i was looking for
and yes.. they do look very
much alike.. and that reminds
me of that collage of photos of
all the the other girls i speak
of in this free verse poem here..
and my Dog Charlie playing then at
the feet of my high water pants..
and the day i saw
him on the side
of the road coming
back home on the bus
from middle school..
and no.. he would
never come home
again.. and
he was like
my only friend
outside of family
then.. and yes.. the
way my mind works.. it’s still
like it is now.. when the movie
plays in my head.. and i never had
another dog after that as it felt
like i was dying then.. the same
way it felt like i was dying
when that Cuban/Irish girl
said i can’t
do this
anymore..
with you..
but the thing is..
i got my magic back..
i started believing that
dreams come true again.. and
they did.. and even though much
more darkness would come.. through
that break down.. a baker act..
an escape from being
institutionalized
for the rest of
my life at
age 21..
’cause our
prominent in-law
stood up for me as Savior and
told them back then.. saying.. yes..
how much i had accomplished before
at the top of my class in school
and volunteered in youth groups
and stuff like that.. yes..
the God oF aLL was
watching
over me
and sent
help to save
me then.. and
God always has.. even
when he plucked me out
of my work life.. showed
me hell and brought me here
to date.. and heRe’s the thing
about Mercury.. Venus.. Mars.. Earth..
Jupiter.. and Saturn moving.. yes.. aLL 6
aCross the fAce
of SuN wRite noW..
it doesn’t matter what
the F iN reality is.. what
i believe iT is.. will impact
all of what i do AM.. aLL oF what
i attract or do not attract as the
history of my life shows to date..
and even the observer effect
of Quantum Physics
shows what
we observe
changes reality at
that small level too..
but here’s the thing.. before
science can prove a sixth sense..
a seventh.. and a zillion more..
past the physical one’s
empirically measured
now.. that do exceed
way past 6 in terms
of all we sense
in empirical
way.. i ain’t got
the time to wait on
science to prove it for
me to believe and use it
for all i do.. i look within
and find the answers all innate..
instinctual.. intuitive.. from God
of Nature theNoW.. and while just a speck
of rock passes across the face of Sun today..
the magic has already come in measurable empirical
life experience blog way.. and Jesus F iN Christ..
iF i wanna be Jesus..
the REAL JESUS.. i can
be him too.. and so can
you.. or you.. and you..
and you.. be whomever
you wanna bE iF
You juSt believe
iN NeverLAnd liKe
thE Peter Pan of i..
jUst DO iT as Nike
says in Victory
wITh God
FReED..
anyWay…
i can prove my magic
in living color and i can
prove God exists in me..
and i can share it..
no matter if
anyone
cares to
listen or not..
’cause i AM
MaGiC
wITh God
from the now i looked
up to the rainbow oF Y i..
noW Mercury
Across
thE
FACE
oF GOD..:)
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https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/05/09/tell-tale-tails-of-god/
Memory from a year ago..
in Facebook Algorithm
reminder way.. and
just more
Synchronicity
for A way
to
God..:)
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So Flash back to 1981 again..
and truly a rise out of my breakdown
of depression that was seen as too manic
then too.. but not an experience i had developed
the cognitive ability through gRoWinG experience
to control noW.. in Kundalini Rising.. Satori.. Nirvana..
Bliss.. yes heaven iN noW KinGdoM of God ascension noW
as such as reported across cultures and histories of humankind
same as human archetype of vision quest in American Indian way
too as the journey to self-Actualization in Maslow.. and beyond mY
terms too.. noW..
Well.. yeah.. the Father
of that Italian girl a member
of the Catholic Church too.. among
the older male elders as sure.. if you
go to a church and are a member of almost
any religion and or culture there is a pecking
order of Patriarchy authority strength in elder
male way.. so recently mused by movies
Oh! God one and two.. with George
Burns as God in metaphor
and his student
John Denver2.. in 80’s then..
i come up with a somewhat
naive plan.. yes.. a sketch of
a positive ion escaping negative
flow in atomic way.. as i attempt
to bRinG science and God and Art
and reaSon toGeTheR then.. EVeN too..
but it is a rather rudimentary sketch
of an iOn then.. iN positive flow way..
i oN iN ZoNe way and oh yes.. the
Italian girl friend’s father then
says.. Fred you can’t be serious..
they will never believe that God exists
by a sketch as simple as that then.. he says..
look at all the Catholic Church does to make
folks believe.. and i think.. that’s the problem they
try to MAKE FOLKS BELIEVE.. and FEEL they doN’T let them
find God in Nature.. all innate.. instinctual and intuitive
like i find God walking down the Beach all day and night
then.. staying awake.. for three days in Ecstasy of BeiNG
one with God first Real noW wHolE then.. in Bliss and Nirvana
beyond belief in a relatively short Forever now then.. and then
he and his friends say.. as i have dropped out of school to get
recuperated from working since i was 16 in jobs.. taking full
loads of school.. isolated from friends in College that i used
to have in high school.. better.. and all of that.. and they
tale me.. your Mama’s not gonna live forever.. you better
pull up your bootstraps and get your shit together now
and if you did already perhaps i would have felt
better about your relationship
with my daughter
too then..
in words to
that effect as
spoken here now..
So.. anyway ..this whole poetic
Free Verse Stream oF Consiousness
writing Novel away from the rules in
Robin Williams Dead Poet Society Style
iS mY proof of God in 666 macro Verses
of A ONE largest poem ever written at well
over 3 Million Words in recorded hU
man history now.. and perhaps
even pushing 4 MilLioN by now..
per my measurement
of onLY a tiny part
of last year
in my latest
Novel poem
of 338,630 words
now.. i FucKinG am one
of many messengers of God..
From Egyptians.. to Mayans..
to American Indians.. and
East Indians too.. and sure
the reported dude Jesus
was a messenger then too..
and Muhammad who piggy backed
On the Abrahamic religions and comes
up then with some new stuff too.. and even
Yes.. Aleister F iN Crowley.. who so many
folks in Hollywood.. do follow in MagiCk inspired
ways for fame and money.. instead of Love THAT noW
creative energy.. sharing.. and giving.. in FreeDoM
can do too iN WiLL.. the real magic of Quantum physics
that is the human mind and body balance unleashed
and released in Quantum physics way too.. and more
of course.. as Science hasn’t even touched the way
this impacts human potential in empirical way.. as
i aM F in JuSt DoinG iT noW iN bigGER VieW MACRO case
study mE waY.. wE arE onE teAm with God wHeTher noW
thE material reductionists.. in culture.. religion..
science or whatever the F.. sanskrit
of alphabet.. and collective
intelligence
bRinGS noW..
and this is juSt a tiny
3 or 4 million or whatever
word poem in iNspiRaTiON..
yes i
ON
of God
noW3!
and 4
and iNFiniTy
moRe.. but hey baby..
mE anD GoD FloW iN
FearLess LovE Now..
wE thE sTREam.. noW
the wAveS.. the drops
of water in particle
to waVe and
FiEld oF RiVer
to ocEan iNfiniTy moRe
noW.. thE hUmAn potential
noE in singularity oF onE eARth
Collective Cosmic Consciousness
is not just a vague concept anymore..
it has huWOmaNifesT in Technology noW iN
Google and other onLiNe hiVE
hUman
ways..
so diP iN.. thE
water iS noT juSt
LuKe warm.. iT iS reD
noW hoT iN God arms noW
Free Now are wE when thE
FoRce of God SinGs as oH..
“SonG oF mY SoUL NoW..hEHE
AKA kNoWn as the blog on
Word Press WhoLe named
“KATiE MiA FredericK!iI”..
and it’s coming and
is here noW..
i am far from
the first or last
who WiLL upload
tHeir soUL too.. to Love
as Nautilus Fossil share sHeLL
oF reAL noW in a new city Now
wHere even the Sun and
Moon are not necessary to
SpReaD moRe liGht..
strange as it may
seem.. revelation
in the Bible
can be
correct too…
and anything else
associated with belief
come to fruition as WeLL..
and yes.. either dark in blowing
up the World in destruction apocalypse
way as many fundamentalist Muslims
and Christians are insanely looking
forward to make fruition as now..
but nah.. tHeRe is AnotHeR
path.. the original
Greek meaning
of Apocalypse
noW that means
lifting the veil of Ignorance
and progressing far far in
human poTenTial noW..iN
StILL MoVinG far far out
of tHe
caves
of yesternow
paintings then..
there is Will.. there is
Love and there is Fearless
too.. but unTil tHeRe is a trinity
of Real human heARt.. of EmoTion..
SpiRit iN EXpeSSinG thAT emoTioN
in miNd and BoDy BaLanCinG waY soUL
of MoVinG.. ConnecTinG.. CreAtinG
waYS.. in thIS multi-dimensional
multi-verse of UniVerse
each hUman noW
perceives.. some WiLL
live in Heaven.. Some
in HeLL.. and others
sTiLL in purgatory
now.. but the thing is..
this is as real as real gets
noW juSt Now.. action folloWinG
consequence and Karma iS noW aLL..
DoinG as thou Wilt wIth Fearless Love..
DoinG no harm to others as even noW what
Aleister Crowley miGht still say.. per yes..
the Golden rule of the sages of ages.. thAT
is the same as what Jesus.. Buddha.. and
so many others say then and now too..
The essence is forever noW thE
words.. and fAces of form
do change.. GoD iS
rEaL.. wE are too..
and the rest of creation
too.. and liFe is Good when
ya get all yoUr threes balanced
into oNe Regulated emoTioNal
and Integrated SeNsory waY noW
aS miNd and Body SoUL noW onE noW..
all religions have dArk pArts and liGht paRts
too.. but what i find is no religion has all the answers
one and true.. but study them all and take the best
pARts for you.. including the rest oF God’s bible
in manifest form that is the Google of the USA
noW spread worldwide too.. along with
all the resources of God’S oNe bible
online fuller now too.. in yes.. juSt
a tiny patch of brown
sand.. green stuff..
and blue orb oF liFe EARth
too and beyond the rainbow colors
of liFe and aLL Creation too.. yes.. this
is mY F iN so-called metaphor for a
Nicene creed too.. i suggest you
too.. peruse all you can of what
there is to lEarn.. sense.. and
feel too.. and perhaps you
too.. WiLL onE day
upload yoUr
own ‘SonG oF mY SoUL’
Creed.. then noW too..
share iT.. and perHaps
bRing oTheRs uP too.. and
what i promise you is thiS.. no
matter iF you get thanks or not..
they aLL are are God and so are you..
including even a grain of sand and less..
There is no real separation of existence
noW.. even science has moved far to reaLITy
in magic REAL as empirically meaSured noW rEaL..
and yes.. this creed is perhaps too long to recite
in a church.. or even for you to read now.. iF You
even get through a third of this above too..
but here’s the thing.. when i went to
heLL what i found out it was
just God and me..
and i was the
only one who was
gonna get out wITh the
help of God as ExpReSSinG
within me then.. and i had a few encouraging
words from others through hell too.. drops of
water on Lazarus tongue of hope then come
too.. there is no word of inspiration
that iS too sMall to help
spark the liFe of a hUman
heARt.. SpiRit of SoUL..
hiGher.. hiGHeR HiGHeR..
aLivE noW even an
iOn
thAT saved
thE soUl oF
me then
noW
StiLL..
as i flY aCross SuN
wITh greATest eaSe nOW..:)
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Introductory post to Free Novels
GodsUniVerseNovel
41K words
Free Verse Poetry Novel
https://katiemiafrederick.com/2016/02/09/godsuniversenovel2/
GodsUniVerseNovel2
51K words
Free Verse Poetry Novel
https://katiemiafrederick.com/2016/04/28/godsuniversenovel3/
GodsUniVerseNovel3
338,630 words
Epic Free Verse Poetry Novel
Approximately 3000+ printed pages…
With Hundreds of Beautiful Beach Photos..:)
KATiE MiA FredericK!iI
3 Million plus words
Super Epic Free Verse Poetry Novel
AKA
SonG oF mY SoUL..:)
Approximately 30,000+ printed pages…
just ’cause
i caN
buiLd iT..
FoR Free..:)
And yeS.. FinAlly..
CrediTs FiELd oF DreAMs..
A Thanks YoU oF sORts..
NoW..:)
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i believe in magic..
Therefore.. i find iT everywHeRe
everYday alWays now.. and tHere
was a now.. where i did not have the
ability to believe in anything.. as the belief
is the magic unto itself.. a human emoTioN
that moves the mountains of possibilities.. far
and farther away.. from the empirical science of
sticks and stones.. and with every variable
of moving.. connecting.. and creating..
magic becomes stronger and much
greaTeR As pArt of ReaLITy noW..
so iN looking for a hidden
dot of Mercury crossing
the Sun noW tHis afternoon..
then i come across something
much greater as iPhone 6s
and cotton candy Sun
Now makes MaGiC
reaL iN sKeYes noW
oF God Free.. yeS iN
mY eYes aS WeLL..2
so.. i SinG a SonG
of Art Free wITh
MaGiC dreAMs
oF CLoud
Art iN
RainBow
color sKeYes
oF FiRe.. hiGher
and hiGheR aNd thAT
rEmiNds me of ’83 or so..
and watching Michael Jackson
dance somewhere around the now
of ‘Thriller.’. and thInKinG i should be
dancing freer un-like that stiff robot
style of locked hips..
and arms hidden
by sides.. of i
then limited
to the ‘Disco
Club 2001’.. then..
but seriously.. terrified
to go anywhere to any bar
without a six pack of courage..
and hell no.. not in abs.. in cans
as it were then.. and after watching
another God Story on National
Geographic with host
Morgan Freeman..
on Miracles tonight..
and remembering
the now back then..
me so shy out of
any environment
really but work..
and even
nervous
about
going to see
some extended in-law
family event at King Middle
School.. with much younger
niece Candie back then..
as i had gone to such
a rut passing out
shoes even then
fast forward to
about 10 years
later or so
at around
’93.. or more..
so.. yes.. to think..
20 years later than
that and 30 years later
than ’83.. in ’13.. i would
embark on a public dance
journey noW eNcompasSinG
5348 miles since the
end of August
2013.. named
as legend of
dance by
audiences
around town..
Miracles are real..
truly they are.. when
one becomes fearless..
and just does it a new
way now.. and truly it
helps to work for
creativity
instead
of restrictive
bucks that tale ya..
how and how ya can
or cannot serve God
oF aLL wITh True
WiLL come to
fruition iN
Fearless
Love..
So Yes..
i finAlly remembered
my TrUe WiLL as Michael
Jackson sort of says in the
theme song here.. and the
rest.. hehe.. is recorded
history oF THaT onLine..;)
https://gigoid.me/2016/05/09/unbaked-pies-as-currency/#comment-19237
“Even a fool knows that you can’t touch the stars,
but it doesn’t stop a wise man from trying.”
~~ Judge Harry T. Stone ~~
“There’s more than one way to skin a cat,
but there ain’t no way to make the cat enjoy it.”
— Jed Clampett
A fine Juxtaposition.. i see here of sorts..
in these two quotes.. and true
it is a wise man who
does not discount
possibility and only
a true fool will stay
inside a
cave
and starve
to death
a heARt…
but sadly
while ya
can’t now
make a cat
enjoy getting
skinned.. if the human
cultural norm says cutting
off the clitoris of a female human
in genital mutilaiton iS aNs in thing
to do.. as far as not falling
out of the social circle
for survival.. female
genital mutilation
is A way
to self esteem.. sTiLL NoW..
and that my friend.. illustrates
the power of belief in nocebo
voodoo way.. and reaching
for the Stars and MaKinG
hUman Stars happen..
thaT iS the
placeBo
power
of noT
dying WitH
dArk sHades
oF noCebo.. noW.. lost..
Humans generate emoTiOns..
yeZ.. iOns of energy ..not much different
really than the sun above below as hUman
being and those neuro-hormones.. neuro-chemicals
thAT spARK the flAMe.. receive a happy mesSage Now
iN receptors In bodiLY Cells when the energy is positive floW…
We reap what we sew.. no doubt.. from Stars of humans..
to pleasureless females with a big grin of fear for not
being accepted
into
Hell
now..
Heaven is better..
it’S not an imaginary place..
iT is real for those who find
It aWay from devils and
demons
of real
hell now.. So lucky..
some of us.. at least..
in the Good Old USA.. To
find iT and say F U.. to the N poWer..
per.. folkS in other places who would
take hUman free a way.. just
for power.. status.. and
cruelty
in the Devil
and Hell of hUman..
So SAdly REAL sTilL noW..:)
A story of a screen.. no.. not my computer.. a window screen of prison..
Yes.. the screen that let’s the air flow.. but another screen on the other
side of my bed will allow for that and bathroom window screen
as well.. anyway.. Hurricane Ivan
damaged our screens back
in ’04.. and instead
of repairing
them we opted
to store them in
the shed and put that
off for another day.. Well..
that other day came and comes
this week.. when my sister’s friend
repairs them all for free and installs
them too.. which was very nice of her..
as i ain’t much of a blue collar guy these
days in ways of manual labor.. as such..
but as i’ve often reported.. the worst
pArt of my 66 months of hell
was losing my emotional
regulation and sensory
integration.. and
abilities
to move..
connect and
create in artful
iMagiNaTiOn
ways toward
creativity.. and
granted a close to five
decades or so of external
goals for rewards of grades or
money behavior.. just about erased
my imagination and creativity for around
4 decades.. particularly in the red state
fundamentalist Christian area i
lived in as stuff like art ..
including dance..
and even F
iN smiling
ear to ear
was not something
allowed by the bully
so-called Christian
boys.. if you didn’t wanna
get ostracized out of the social
circle or even worse.. beat up..
and although i was skin and bones
my somewhat unusual height of 5 foot
10 at age 13.. likely prevented that as
even at skinny.. height has its
advantages in a fight
as far as
reach of
whatever fists
exist and such
as that.. anyway..
back to emotions.. beauty
is an emotion.. hell no… not
just objective data from something
good looking.. and to lose the ability
to feel the beauty of a sunset is an incredible
loss of true magic in life.. and pArt of why i love
photography so much.. is the iPhone 5.. with the
retina display i purchased in March of 2013.. was
the first color display i could stand with my eye pain..
since even before i became disabled in 2008.. yes
the eye pain in stimulus of colors started well before
then in the Winter to Summer of 2007.. about the
same time i got chilled in the air of 100
degree temperatures in July.. 2007..
which was the strangest
thing ever.. for
me as always
a rather hot
blooded individual W/temp..
of 103 then.. as ‘Foreigner’
might say.. and now that i have
my senses regulated.. 33 or 103..
is comfortable to me.. in relative
terms.. of course.. so i increase my
ability to feel beauty and my ability
to imagine more to expand my horizons
of human magic through the art of photography
and while someone is just seeing an advertisement
in the mall.. i am feeling a masterpiece of God as
Manifest by human.. albeit motivated by bucks..
iT matters not as my imagination can make It
into a masterpiece of wonder..
expanding my being in
mind and body balance
soUl.. iN heARt oF emoTioNs
MoVinG ConnecTinG mE wiTh
aLL oF NatUre.. and cultUre..
as SpiRit both FeeLinG
and ExpreSsinG iN GiVinG
shaRinG ways.. and after
losing all of that when
the God of Nature shoWed
mE REAL HUMAN HeLL and the
Dante Rings of depth therein without
a drop of manna to drInk.. i pay God and
aLL oF God’s Nature back my shaRinG
inSights through introspection and much
greATer iMaGiNaTion.. in Creativity than
i could ever iMaGinE iN HeAveNoW.. tHEN..
so to make a longer story
sTiLL CoMinG shorter
i woke up and
saw the
prison bars
of Feng shui wHere
as the God Story of Miracles
last night so aptly described as
Fish Swum by water of Life and
Birds carried by the air instead
of Swimming Fish and Flying
birds.. iN the interconnectedness
of Nature one.. not unlike the
Dao way of Being too..
and no longer
is that escape
in my bedroom prisoned
by bars of screen that stop
5 feet away.. inStead oF floWinG
iN ZoNE of Nature through all the
Beauty of LiFe in my yard..
AND every single
photo
on my blog
is sacred to me..
as trUly aLL iS Connected
in God’s eYes from head to toe
to Galaxies beyond and subatomic
particles and BEyonD below as well
as above.. so that Window is not just
a window and some pretty plants outside
that WinDow is a sacred WinDoW to God..
wHere i put my foot down instead of saying
yes dear.. as one who knows what to do to
stay married.. says to the wife.. and i said
that screen is going back in the shed
now.. i’m taking it down now..
and the wife is not
too happy
but i have
sympathy
for one not so lucky
as i too be damned to hell
to find out the full expanse of
the gifts of God that are as simple
as the heaven of a room with a view..
as before.. there was no imagination..
no moving.. and connecting art of
life for me.. all there was
was hell..
and i for one
ain’t going back tHere
aGaiN.. and WiLL do aLL i KinD
to lEnd to otHeRs eYes that see and
bE heaVen noW.. in the Kingdom of GOD
REAL.. and it shouldn’t be surprising
that folks see God’s in the sky above..
when there was time for imagination
in the eternal etheralsphere.. of now..
for the ancient Greeks and Romans
to see chariots of Gods in
council of clouds iN
sKeYes.. ’cause
i saw them
too In
IMAginAtIon of pattern
SeeKinG way when i finAlly
Healed and returned to my
5 year-old state of bEinG before
entering hell.. yeah.. like when i was
three and could sense and feel God inside..
outside.. above.. so below.. and all around
as Nature.. just in a casual back yard
toddler stroll looking across
the River
of
Feng Shui..
also kNoWn..
sTiLL noW as the
black water river that
once was named as the
entry point to briar bush
banks of HELL also known
as Milton.. it’s true.. i grew up
on what was once literAlly named
as the bank of HELL.. before the thorns
of briars were removed.. and a mill
town for lumber to build replaced
HELL.. well.. for me.. i saw
heaven first.. per the
Kingdom of God
felt and sensed..
in God’s all
connected
way then
in Feng Shui
way.. and true it became
hell again all over the place
for me.. but it was culture that
took that away.. and my willingness
to accept the illusions and rules thereof
and therein.. as cog in the machine of
human derived rules away from
God’s Nature.. i play
with God now..
and let other human’s
play with tools of separation..
and sure my wife will speak to
me again.. later today sometime..
but the truth is all there is.. is time
in hell.. so she can have all she wants
as i cannot convince her of the Heaven
i see and feel out that Window.. and if i
cannot convince the person i live with both
through hell and heaven.. how can i expect
to convince anyone else
heaven is real now.. WeLL
yeS.. lesSon
oF patience
in HeLL.. the Devil
knoWs better after
the fALL iN DArk NiGht of SoUl..
and wITh return to AngEL noW..
Fear is the killer of all that is good in
life.. all that is the Kingdom of God that is
Good and all that is Good that human
being feels and senses.. to lose
any freedom.. to repress
any sensuality.. feeling
or other sense that
does not harm
someone
else is
a path
away from
wE GoD Free.. eternAlly noW
and i feel so sorry for someone
like Michael Jackson.. so full of art
and creativity.. and obviously so full of
fear from a childhood.. of abuse in forcing
perfection of rules oF art on him.. where his only
way to escape that was controlling his environment..
until one day the anxiety drove him to sleepless nights..
and the only escape was suicide for him.. and after 40
days of almost no sleep for me.. i can relate
to that kind of hell..
but it’s the same
with my wife..
a stepfather
standing over
her bed with a knife
when she was small.. one
of the only memories of her
childhood she has.. so her way
of dealing with that is obsessive compulsive
control over everything in her environment
that she can.. not unlike Oprah Winfrey..
who has so many fabulous homes..
after being raped when young…
or Joel Osteen.. and
his 10 million dollar
home.. perhaps
some bullies
called him
queer as
a pretty boy smiling
too.. threatening to beat
him up if he didn’t become a
man.. i haven’t looked into it closely
but just with my empath eyes.. recently
seeing him on a show before the mask comes
with his show of positive ways of dealing with
life that i applaud for what he does in
transforming the modern Christian
religion into one of
Christ the spirit
of Love away
from fear.. as human
archetype iN excellence
oF hUman huwomanifest
as God in temple oF
human being
flesh and blood..
but sTiLL.. most
anyone who has material
excess lacks a fuLL heARt..
SpiRit.. and SoUL of mInD
and body balance.. as there
is so much heaven all around..
inside.. outside.. above.. so below..
in just naked flesh being carried
by the Winds of God in Sands
of free.. Dancing
with the Gravity
of God
instead
of Against God’s GraViTy
in PriSons.. of cultUre
and fear.. of hell ways
and demon devils
being reaL noW..
there iS an Art to soUl..
in moVinG CreaTinG
and Connecting
Real liFe noW..
and theRe can NoW
bE a science oF cognitive
empathy iN attempts
to help save
folks from
hell of fear
back to Heaven of
what can be Potential
Sacred Love aLL as the Christ
metaphor and archetype of
human SinGs
a SonG of SoUL..
yeah.. baby.. at the end
and the beginning.. the
finish and stARt of liFe
aLways noW iT iS aLL thAT
iS
aLL
aBout
soUl..
and how i wish
to see the sMiLe
of Heaven everlasting
eternAlly noW on otHeR
hUman bEinGs noW besides
jUst mE.. as yes.. even
iN HeaVen it CAN
gET
lonELy
@NoW….
And Now i smell
Pine Sol.. and my grandmother
who was psychologically and
physically abused by both
her Father and Husband..
and how she scrubbed those
floors from day to night
after picking cotton
to raise her
sisters..
after waitressing
for 12 hours a day..
to support my mother
and how she finALLy
broke down and could
no longer do it.. and how
my mother supported her.. then
for the rest of her life.. and
how my sister and i but much
more my sister does that for
my mother now.. and how an
extended family of help no longer
exists as much in western so-called
first world civilizations now.. where
clean up crews take care of the remains
of old folks in apartments in Japan
as they have lost all connections
with other human beings in flesh
and blood noW wHere technology
reiGns over flesh… and
how my wife’s greatest
fear.. having no children.. is being
left all alone in later life.. and how
Yellow Boy is truly all her
Love now.. and how
she cannot relate
to what i am
anymore..
as i cannot
be controlled any more
as just the floor as she
mops it now clean more..
and how allone i feel
yet how alone i can
feel she is.. but
how i cannot
take away
the everlasting
fear of childhood abuse..
not having enough to eat..
and living with little to less
trust in the good
of the world..
as she too was
abused at school..
for having to get those
reduced lunches and not
having the pretty clothes of
other girls.. the world sucks
when people hoard and forget
to give and share.. the world sucks
when folks don’t have an early loving
extended family and village environment..
when the human touch is King and Queen
over material items to buy at SuperWalmart
and store in garages.. when cars become
Lovers.. and homes become God..
when clothes become
sacred
and naked
becomes
evil..
life sucks..
i make love to
liFenoW FucK THAT…
ALONE i MAY BE
BUT ALLONE i stay… aLiVE..
and the best thing about writing and
expreSsinG emoTioNs like this is i remember
why i Loved my Grandmother so much and
from my last post my friend Renee..
and of course Katrina too.. as they
struggled so much with a history of
abuse.. and Michael
Jackson too.. for i can
shed tears freely now..FReED..
without fear of some ignorant
Christian Red State boy for calling
me queer.. as i’ve worked my way
up to heaVen.. and no REAL FOOL..
WILL EVER TAKE THAT WAY FROM THIS SACRED FOOLnoW..
but true ‘they’ kNow and feel not what they do.. as they live in
REAL PURGATORY
OR
HELL.. AND that’s
the sAddest pARt oF aLL..
an opaque window thAT
has no
window @aLL
to heavenOw…
i AiM to BREAK THAT..
wITh FucKinG per·se·ver·ance..
iN “DancE SonG mY SoUl”.. yeS!..
and that’s the new naMe oF mY
approaching 4 MilLion Word
poem AkA “KATiE MiA FredericK!iI”
noW as thiS WiLL eventually bE the
667th macro verse of that
as named too..
jUst that..
it’s not enough
to SinG the kNoWledge
oF the Kingdom of God as
Heaven noW.. one may DancE
iT better to find It to open
up the WiNdow and
Breathe Free FiNally..
sadly.. i cannot convince
the wife.. who looks in form
like a Natural Ballet Dancer
to do even one step
of dance
free floWinG
in Feng Shui way..
but iF like me at ’53..
or ’63.. or even ’93..
if she ever takes
that first
step to
dance free..
freeing the emotions
of her body.. from the
tensions of fears iN past..
in regulation of heaven..
integrating her senses
from head to toe..
feeling the
sensuality
of ecstasy
when the entire
body is one sexual
organ from head to
toe in mind and body
balance of MaKinG Love
to God free within.. outside..
above.. so below and all around FReED
kinda like mE..
anyWay.. the challenge
of liFe gOes oN.. i woNe
thE tEst oF FReED.. and all iS
left is the greAteSt challenge
to even take the closest
one’s to me..
to HeaVenoW..
wITh a spArk thaT
works for them..
or at lEast
a hint..
to the bliss..
the Nirvana of the Kingdom of God Heaven
INherITance Free thAT caN bE wEfreeforALL..:)
sMiLes.. my friend Candice
thefeathered sleep… at 13..
before the boys tOld me i can’t
smile.. i wrote a play.. and a Christmas
story that won a prize among 80 kids
in two homeroom way..
my greAtEst surpriZe.. as
i could not logically..
analytically..
mathematically..
in equation way..
figure out wHere the
heaVen in heLL those
emoTioN fillED words
cAMe from then..
and then all went
away except for a spark
in a philosophy class at 18..
wHere the oNe oF aLLInterdependent
Connectedness surfaces in words then..
uknoWinGest.. to me anywhere above..
collective unconsciousness archetypes
then.. of bEinG dEEpeR stEePed as
tea in text book ways..
so now.. i dreAM and
wRite as sAme butt mY frIEnd
tHere is no Heaven iN online but
words of i.. to give.. to share.. nothing
in return but silence most often.. and
that is wHy i dAnce.. i move.. connect..
and create in feat of feet.. as i feel iT aLL
more than iMaGiNaTioN alone.. tHeRe IS
A MinD tHere IS A BoDy.. but without both
iN MoVinG ConnEcTinG waYs oF CreatiViTy
as hEArt tHere is less than two ones of K 11 hOldinG
HAnds at H 8 oF INfInity eternAlly noW aka Heaven
NoW the BliSs the NirVana Satori aLwAYs noW..
and trUe rarEly in public does someone say
may i have this dance wITh yoU NoW..
but iT matters noT..
as after 5348 miles in
33 months noW.. most
everywHeRe i go.. someone
WiLL sMiLE aT mE wHeRever
i go.. in the metro area HeaR
of distance MoVinG
ConnecTinG..
CreaTinG mE
DancE and SonG
oF SoUL noW and the
fools who see only the
fool of me without the sacred
pArt i Live within.. are MiSsinG
something iN liFe i wOUld LovE
to sHare iF they woULd juST
take a
Dance
from
mE..
i gET so lonely at
tIMes online too.. mY friEnd..
trYing to leave a Nautilust
shEll of aLL i kNoW.. FeeL.. and
SensE.. whiLe this staRbursT
creaTiViTy eXits as mE..
but i kNow
sEnse and
FeeL thAT
Heaven
iS onLY
a Dance A Way
and when i have enough
of thiS online thinG.. i juSt
do iT as i AM A Dance oF sTAr2..:)
https://gigoid.me/2016/05/10/pistachios-for-breakfast/#comment-19248
SMIles..
my friEnd..
i miss Rosalinda’s
eYes.. yet my mother
was not Spanish.. my Grandmother
half as Cajun and there was a half
Cuban/Irish girlfriend of similar
named SoNia way back
when.. yes.. at
18 then..
and it’s funny
as when she left..
is reAlly when i found
more of the EmoTions
of mE than ever beFore..
as modern science suggests
today.. heartbreak is the escape
of oxytocin touch.. and serotonin
trust.. but the dopamine of creativity
rises… to get Love again.. in Artful
ways of attracting flesh and
blood again..
so it wasn’t SoNia
reAlly that i missed..
it was the art of sadness
i fOUnd iN mE.. thE Rosalinda
eYes of i.. fouNd finAlly iN aLL
the bitter sweet liFe thaT is
MaGiC through
bliss
and grief..
as change comes
and wE GroW moRe
to see the beauty of both
dArk and liGht and iF you remember
that SonG as i am kinda on a Billy Joel
kick this morning.. and now back to Rosalinda’s
eyes.. i aM thaT FucKinG
Crazy Latin
Dancing Solo
Down iN Herald
Square at 5348
miles now at
33 months coming
at the end of tHis May
noW.. anD wheRever i go..
tHere IS A SMiLe oF soMe girL/Woman
from 18 above and below and even aT noWs..
80 and above.. but the bottom line iS
Crazy Latin Dancing Solo Heralding
LiFE
makes
Happy Real..
and i FucKinG
Love crazy as much
as RosaLinda’s eYeS noW..:)
A SonG oF SoUL for grief.. a sacred
waY for mE noW for sure.. and
‘After the Love is Gone’..
was the that song
for me for decades
as that was the
Song as mentioned
in my last post playing
when my first Love broke
up with me.. and so whenever
i wanted to feel that deep emotion
of sadness.. i could play it on keyboard
as a pianist for decades then.. and yes.. i have
a new one named “Come What May”.. for when our
cat Moby was sick.. and i knew we would not have
much time left with him.. and when he was with
me WiTh bright green eyes..
purring on my leg..
i played it facing
the reality of what
would be me making
the decision sooner than
later to end his life peacefully
rather than struggle of misery and suffering
as best as i could to make his last days
’till the end in comfort then..
and after spending over 5 years
without a tear.. without even
a memory of what a sMiLe
felt like or even
if i had
ever really
felt a laugh
in my liFe aT aLL
as when memories of emotions
go.. there is no reference point
as there are not even emotions
of memories left..
in a black
hole soul
of death living liFe..
so yes.. when my first tear
came in April of 2013.. when
we faced the decision to put down
Sunny Boy.. Yellow Boy’s heir
apparent Son.. as he was
injured in a fight
and found
to have
kitty aids
then.. by a 6
LB terror neighborhood
block cat named Oreo
who was not
even afraid
of the
largest
humans around the
block then.. a tear
came finAlly after the
event of putting him down..
and for the first time in over
5 years i felt strength in my
legs even though i still
retained my
ability to leg
press 500 LBS
with a weak feeling
in my entire body with
only pain that would never
go away.. until that moment
a tear of strength came.. and
what i cAMe to find Wisdom as then..
is that a tear is what makes us strongest
oF aLL.. and yes.. science even shows this
to be true now.. with dopamine increase
of innervating nerve muscles
stronger of course..
along with
creativity
and art in
MoVinG.. GroWinG
ConnecTinG.. MoTiVaTinG
MoRe way.. so i embrace
the sacredness of Grief now..
and my theory of why those sad
country music songs are so popular
to the patriarchs in the South
who are taught to
repress their
smiles.. their
laughs..
and EmoTioNs
overall by screaming
daddies that say get
tough boy.. dam it..
get tough
boy..
is it gived
’em an excuse noW
to be human for just
a little.. while. and it’s
probably why they Love Jesus
so much.. as that gives ’em a little
opportunity to express the divine feminine
Love that is God as much as WiLL and Strength
in Fearless way of patriarch men to protect the home
and family.. and Tribe/Nation as such.. so i will come
what may.. in bliss and grief.. as they are both connected
in LiGht
and DArk
as God oF aLL
of i as mE..wE
After the Love iS gOne
iS trUly juST an invitation
iN groWinG HeaVen more.. and iT
was so hard for mE to figure out the
bitter sweet trUth oF aLL oF thAT then..
as i lived in head instead of body
of emoTioNs full in sOuL
and balance
F iN MiNd
and bOdy both baLan-
CinG but now i Understand
so much better and use God
given Nature to my advantage
instead of escape..
Nature has mercy..
and to floW
WiTH NatUre
instead of E-scape
iN flight or flight
away from fight
oF aLL Of
DArk aNd LiGht
iN NiGht Of Day..
iS sImplY
liFe.. The giFt..
thE PreSent.. tHe NoW oF God..
And while no doctor or therapist could
give me a pill to get my emotions back..
i found my own cure.. and interestingly
in the Movie Captain America.. Civil WAr..
Iron Man develops a millions of dollars
technology that allows him
to three dimensionally
visit the trauma’s
of his life’s past
that have
’caused demons
of repressed emotions
and resulting somatic
distress locked in a
body that keeps battle
scars unresolved of
the heARt.. SpiRit..
and soUl in or out
of Balance
as such..
i found a cheaper way..
truly almost a free way to get
mine back.. supported by decades of
nerds finding an avenue to transport
emotions of music to an online haven
of soUl in YouTube way..
and the poeTry
of connecting
emoTions to Language
came to be guide posts
and signs back to the
heARt of i.. and one
particular
blog post
back in Spring
of 2013.. named
Autistic Love Letters
where i did that collage
of many of the folks and the
dog lost to me.. through ages
of slowly repressing the heARt
of i to escape the
misunderstood
path to groWing
that grief can bRing..
it was the spArk that stARted
bRinGinG me back to life.. and
there was a little online heart
break of a misunderstanding between
me and my first real online friend..
and a White Pearl of a new one
in July of 2013.. that
brought me back
to Life again.. aLL
yes.. the Saviors
of my liFe and
truly the cat
Oreo was the one
who initiated
the growth
of
my sOUl
back.. through
in ultimate effect
of killing one of
the greatest Love
of cats i had
then.. in
what was
left of
what i could
feel of anything then..
surprise.. surprise.. the dArk iS
liGht and the liGht can be dARk..
iT iS aLL onE.. grin and
bear it
as final
LeSsoN to me..
and for reference here..
the posts that truly cured
me.. the memory of Life..
and the help of
everyone
who brought
me back.. particularly
Steve Jobs.. as he got
that Retina Display to me..
in the initial spark of
beauty true..
to bRing
me Back to
Life as the
Job
cures
JOB.. a UniVErse
wE aLL aRe toGeTher
on forgotten
as
separate
noW.. the
saddest paRt
oF liFE is death in Living HeLLnoW..
but the hope is.. iT is tHeRe noW..
even at the dArkest liGht oF aLL..:)
http://katiemiaaghogday.blogspot.com/2013/04/the-divine-comedy-autism-and-alexithymia.html
http://katiemiaaghogday.blogspot.com/2013/04/goodbye-sunny-boy.html
http://katiemiaaghogday.blogspot.com/2013/06/autistic-love-letters.html
http://katiemiaaghogday.blogspot.com/2013/07/oreo-meaning-of-life.html
SeeKinG FinDinG PracTiCinG
YiN And YanG BaLanCe NoW
WitH tRee
oF LiFe
God
aLwaYs
noW iN HeaVeNoW..
NoW iMaGiNe iF yA cAN
trUly iT’s noT harD to dO..
iF eVery chiLd coMes
inTo thiS WORlD..
wItH A waY
liKe thiS
FearLess
LoVeNoW..
yeS.. noW
tHiS sHiRt
sAys aLLtHatiS
aS Truth aNd LiGht
As GoD iN noW ReaL..:)
One of my only ‘views of the world’..
albeit blurry as i could only bear to
wear my sun glasses for
more than a few minutes
of excruciating pain
to take Katrina
to Walmart
during those
66 months of shut-in
Hell.. Pain is all i was..
locked in for almost the
first three years.. without
the ability to even read or
watch TV or listen to music
at all.. trapped in my mind
i was then.. and at home..
just sitting on the patio
staring off into
space before
the ability
to look at
a screen turned all
the way down in almost
total darkness of words..
a few inches away to attempt
to stand the eye pain without
the extra pain of prescription
shades.. of focus.. in association
with Type Two Trigeminal Neuralgia
worst pain known to mankind from
wake to sleep.. for all
those 66 months
of HeLL then.. pain..
and as of November..
Thanks Giving Day
of 2010.. the first
mountain of word
came.. but the hell.. one
of my only views of the
external world was this
dam wood fence at
Walmart all those
years then..
so yeah..
doing a little
reminiscing today
of wHere i’ve been
iN preparation to wHere
i WiLL go neXt.. as i continue
to gain greater memories of my
past life.. after illness took almost
everything away from me as Hell
then.. and the EMoTioNs that
are alWays associated wITh
Memories dArk come
FlooDing back
and bloGGinG
is one of the
best ways
to process iT aLL..
and perHaps.. who KnoWs..
even provide some inspiRaTioN
to someone else along the paths
of longer word journeys now..
bottom line.. it’s a healthy
thing to do.. to explore
the Inner UniVerse oF
hUman and share
as story talers
give.. few do
sTiLL exist
longer than Twitter
and ‘normal’ Facebook
Statuses as days oF OlD..
wheN thE hUman heARt
iS KinG anN QueeN oF WoRlD..:)
And here the patch of Dirt on River
of Downtown Milton..
on Willing Street
my home of
gRoWinG
young.. and the
River i LooK aCross
at age 3.. before i can
speak at age 4.. sensing
feeling i have been here
forever wITh the God
of NaturE noW.. And
aLL iSreal.. forevernow..
as now can be then.. now..
and it’s kinda nice when
although your shotgun
home has been
torn down..
what is left
is like a Public
Park to explore
and yes.. reminisce
the days before school
days when all iS Nature
ONE as God and i then..:)
So.. i take a walk up the Hill on Pine Street West
as i walked to first grade school.. at Canal
Street Elementary school in
first grade shoes..
where German
Shepard Dogs
scared me..
thinking they
might bite my hands
then in walk to school..
always felt like those hands
must be protected at all costs
then for some reason or another..
come to fruition now at best
intuitive guess sTiLL..
anyway.. no
dogs today..
and what changed
from Milton High school..
when my Mother graduated
from the same building in the
50’s and Elementary
school for me in
mid 60’s eventually
became my Junior College
place of school.. in ’78 as well..
as College Freshmen then.
oh.. the smAll town liFe
then.. where everyone
knew your name..
and all looked out
for most everyone
then.. a walk to
the five and dime
in the other direction
North.. and just 20 miles
or so south.. to some of the
most beautiful sugar white
sands of beach in the World..
wRite here.. on the banks
and briars that grew
in a place once
called HeLL..
yes.. on
those banks
i am raised then
in small mill town
groWing to Metro
Area full population
Santa Rosa County
now wHere heavy
traffic replaces
Sunday
Drives of Peace
most every day
oF LiFe.. on Front
Porches.. and fields
of playgrounds.. wHere
children breathe.. and
feel the moist grass between
toes away from screens of scream
as is the norm of close to heLL noW.. REAL..
anyway for all practical intents and purposes..
i am
5 again..
or maybe 7..
but never the less
A L L E L U I A noW..
Yah.. Praise ye YaH..:)
The greatest part of grief is it inspires..
The greatest part of human is truly emotions..
As they move human to greater heights of survival..
And sadly some ways of thought away from emotion..
suggest that EmoTioNs are inferior in some way.. and nothingness
of feeling is preferable over all natural human emotions that keep
the species feeling.. moving.. and feeling more for Flight of liGht..
instead of Flight away
from EmoTioNs TrUe..
and the time i spent on the
Wrong Planet.. the last resort
online as metaphor for the outcasts
of life.. stuck in books.. lecture halls..
and often analytical equations
in scientific one step
two step three four five..
to assess and stay
in repeatable ways
of being over and
over and over
again same..
as metaphor
as well… please..
as sure they do other
stuff too.. as this is just
a loose generality..
but anyway..
same is hell
Heaven is change..
and the way to move
is to feel first in ways
iN positive liGht oF EmoTioNs
In HiGher Vibrations Of LiFeNoW
as SonG iN DancE oF LiFe
Flows hiGher in positive
emotive
way..
And sure.. while the
“Eckart Tolle” Goal noW
of now is simply existing
in the now.. desiring nothing
along with Buddha and others
in a middle way.. i wanna feel the
highs and lows too.. and come
back to the middle
to rest..
and even
in that place
of floating
bliss now
that is calm
and even like
a still Lake moonlit
way.. of inner peace..
Life is a circus.. a fair..
and a firework of survival..
And yes.. a liGht too BriGht
to dim with silence in breathes
of ease away from challenge..
Challenge bRinGs adaptation..
change and another way
to experience life..
as the human
race SinGs
and Dances
i On iN liGht
oF EmoTioNs MoVinG
uS hiGher and higHeR iN
all the nuanced ways noW oF
multi-verse rainbow life briGht..
Sure.. i wanna experience that
thing that “Eckart Tolle” the Buddha
and other have but i wanna do Pat
Benatar too.. as Promises in the DArk..
yes.. trUly Ark of Life can be dARk
as WeLL as liGht.. and when
aLL becomes saCred
from inside.. outside..
above.. so below and
all around..
liGht and
D a R K
ALL IS LIfE..
AnD NonE iS DEatH..:)
Facebook Friend Sherri provides
the prompt of this SonG and DancE oF
poeTry by sharing the SonG oF
Promises In the Dark by
Pat Benatar..
and i say..
Thanks.. i literAlly
needed that
wRite now..;)
Every note of every
SonG and DancE
oF
LiFe IS A poetic
prompt to me..
WitH
BiG
WInKs..:)
“The Powerful Play of Life Goes on and you May Contribute a Verse”
“What WiLL your Verse Be”
From the Robin William’s Dead Poet’s
Society remARKable SonG and DancE
aLL aBout LiFeNoW oF PasSioN JoY..
wHere the rules of art are
ripped out
of the
Book oF School..
and Neo becomes
the Poetry oF LIFe..
i don’t write FucKinG poEtry
for liKes and followers.. and
shares and such as thAT..
although i share iT
aLL for free
iN GiVinG
ways
as that iS the way
oF hUman BeinG out
of the hOUses of StoRinG
GRain in AgriCULTural start
away from BeinG hUman
KiNd.. iN jealously and
greed.. anger.. and
hate and all stuFF
oF Fear away
from
Free..
i SinG and
Dance
FOR
FREE..
BOTTOM LINE
OF LIFE FREE
AS GOD
WiLL
have us
bE as US As wE..
and that iS why the
new ISraEL U.S. A.
and other free ways
of BEiNG ALL
thaT iS
Sun
as
GOD..
for IS
RA
EL..
aT lEaster
As hUman reborn
aS Free.. comes to
greATer FruiTioNoW..
as no longer is existence
predetermined by cultural
and religious existing rule
alone.. ALLONE iS Free as
GoD and We.. and the prophets..
as messengers oF GoD eXisT
wHereVer Fearless Love
as HuWoMan..
DancE
and SinG..
WitH TrUe
Relative Free WiLL..
wHeRe the F iN of Orca
is no longer limPed oVer..
hiGh wE SWi’M.. aS
FreE WiLL
bEnOW..
JuSt anoTHeR
plaY oN poeTry..
FReED WiLLeY noW..
Yeah BaBy.. yoU kNow
aLL those selfies.. wITh
the left Arm raised as TriAngle
hiGh.. no that ain’t just an arm
thaT iS an Orca FiN Free
WiLL oN
the Loose..:)
https://gigoid.me/2016/05/11/brief-moments-of-sanity-aside/#comment-19258
“The shoe that fits one person pinches another;
there is no recipe for living that suits all cases.”
~~ Carl Jung ~~
Carl Jung is one of my favorites
as he wasn’t afraid to step
out of the
psychiatrist
shrink box..
all wrapped up as
such in mind altering
drugs.. in ways of neuro-chemicals
which are only a tiny ingredient of
the neuro-mix of human being.. iE
oxytocin.. being a great
pArt of the
mix of social
bonding that
the profession is
only recently addressing
and there are so many more
lost continents of mind that
at least Jung attempted
to seek.. find and
practice..
through
case study
way.. and the greaTest
thing about being a Bi-Polar..
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde type..
as i readily admit from
my history as such..
i’ve seen both sides
up close.. and
inside.. outside..
above.. so below
and all around noW
and understand Now
why i scare the crap out
of some folks.. and excite
others to no end with wee i can’t
believe i’m meeting you now
man.. they are they and
me is me.. those are those
and us or them.. Bio-Diversity
and all diversity is the way
of change.. the way
oF God oF aLL Nature
don’T take a Rocket
Scientist or Chemist
Pope to get this
Basic tenant
oF aLL tHat iS
and sure.. yes..
Being the
greAtest
Lunatic in a room..
can spell either fear
or eXciTeMent for
those who enter
different ways of
BeiNG hUman..
but what i kNow from
the dArKest liGhts and
BriGhTest niGhts is there
are some places the hUman
HeArt.. SpiRit and MiNd
and BoDy balance
or imbalance
as SoUL
goes thaT iS
organic in Nature
where only time can
cure some ills in Rest
and Recuperation back
into liGht from dARk..
iT is those who have
sunk and swam..
swam and
sunk..
and swam
again.. that
Learn to Swim
iN liGht and Dark..
and the hardest pARts
can be the shades of grey
in purgatory of middle ‘tween
Heaven and Hell.. but i have
a hidden grin my frIEnd as
i’Ve seen ‘tween.. above
and below most ALL
aRounD oF aLL
both sIDes noW..
and no doubt the
colors beyond the
RainBoW i Live.. few
have.. enTeRed noW..
but.. iF i can gET heRe
noW.. i retain hope for
otherS in the DarKest
liGht
oF ALL
Dead iN LiFe..
and as far as the
government goes.. meh.. 25 years
worKinG for that three ring circus
too long.. to be worried about rule
makers and such as that and
anyway.. a truly crazy
person
has
nothing
to hide.. nothing
to fear.. and nothing
to hate.. but Loving LiFe..
yeS.. it’s
F iN Crazy
but IT’s Free
iT’s NoW anD as
Ferris Bueller saY iN etH
a miGhty grasp of WisDom
take a day off or yA miGht jUSt miSs iT..
So.. i took mY LiFe oFF and
LiVeOnoW.. thanks Ferris..
even if you are not
REAL
i
AM noW
And craZy
iS as smART does..
iN thE SpiRit oF George Carlin
wRite
oN course
oF course..
WiTH A FoRresT
VieW oF GumpTiOn..:)
So.. as balance goes..
and Yin and Yang SinGs
HiGher and higheR Free..
MoVing and CreaTinG i am
but i am MiSsing ConneCtinG
a little too much..
so in an attempt
@reaching more folks
one on onE noW
as noW iS aLL tHat
iS i travel to dVerse..
to connect
iN SoUl
SpArks
of poeTry
tHeir and as far as
reciprocation.. i AM
usuAlly a little too strange
for that but that is the way
of the online poeTry world
As iNfusED iN structured way..
oF away from Robin Williams
Dead Poet’s Society wITh more
introverted.. conservative
ruLED miNds..
tHIS bird sINgs fREE
A SonG and DancE
oF LiFe.. FReEd and
Y tHere are
noWs that
otHeRs
SinG WitH
mE and WinD theY
Do Choirs of AngELs
coMe aLiVe as ET
iS real iN
SonG and
Dance both
on earth noW
and OnLinE too
iN eXTrAterrestrial
way as thaT is what
E Land IS A Land aWay
from real that can be anything
we like or dislike or totally ignore..
but in real liFe.. i cannot be ignoRed
any more than a rose.. in the middle of Desert SAndS
as i dance a liGht briGhter than the moon briGhT aT niGht..
but yes.. noW
theRe iS tHat
record online thaT
i promiSed God wOUld
last after the last SonG
and Dance oF mEnoW..
and iF yoU are one of mY
few friEnds yOu WiLL
kNoW FeeL i never
break a
promise
to a friEnd
and or mY friEnd
God iN Covenant waY..:)
https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/05/11/true-dreams-of-now/
WriTe oN cOUrse heRe
wITh Facebook Blog
post yearly reminders..
as Synchronicity WiLL
alWays HAve iN change
as similarLY psYchoLogicAlly
hUman coNsciousness
and suBconscious
humaN archetypeS
wayS noW oF
meaninGFuL ..
yeS oN
eveR
chanGinG
topiC noW
aT lEaster
foR MeNoW..:)
WeLL.. naH.. i don’TusAlly
share Thursday NiGht Dance
Shirts tHe niGht beForE DancE
aS Thursday NiGht WiLL bE
mY 110th Dance Week niGht
oF DoinG juSt thAT..
At Old Seville Quarter
wiTh aLL thE
Kool College
age folks tHeRe..
but Vincent Van Gogh
wITh aN S for HopE..
iT’S aBout placE..
wE hAve..
A SupeR
herO liKe thAT..;)
Believe it or not..
As Ripley sTiLL can
say.. i am not a word
person from birth.. i mean
duh.. didn’t speak until age
4.. so obviously a fAct.. as weLL
as Art of mE.. and trUly a form oF
Hyperlexia.. in interpreting and decoding
all stuff symbol.. is what i am.. a precocious
reader almost before speaker i was then..
although i could rarely maintain much
comprehension of whAT i read
other than the words
of forms
that i could
say in detail
way.. rather than
getting the bigger
picture then.. noW
in watching even
a movie and taling
iT back in
coherent
paragraphs
of telling speech
in verbal spoken
way.. so what’s wITh
aLL these words.. as visual
and numerical thInker is what
i am in symbolically navigating
my world back then.. wondering
watching.. all those talking
heads on news..
when WiLL i Flow
words like them
back then..
Well.. yeah.. i’M also
good then iN remembering
auditory lectures of Rote
fActs when focused iN
totAlly laser way aLL
In school then.. too..
and my visual and number
memory so great.. no contact
number list for me.. in personal
assistant way.. and let me tale you
all about the shirt i wore.. on a vacation
20 years ago.. down to the way it felt
on my neck yes.. back then too..
but words.. they
escaped the oral
way of presentation
in coherent flow way..
until the typewriter comes
and i have the opportunity
to back space and
delete iF
need be
for iT aLL
to make sense..
and after losing effective
use of my eYeSiGht and
HeARing for around 66
months from January
2008 to July of 2013..
i am forced into Navigating
the World.. and do it more..
when i start writing online
oN Thanks Giving
Day of 2010..
and it’s great to be able
to see anything even just
2 inches away from dimly
lit screen.. through the pain
of heLL StiLL trying my best
to escape it in mind of written
words.. then.. So.. the picture.. number
and interpreter reason Thinker STiLL becomes
words and the rest is history as record here..
and many folks online who are identified having
Autism.. actually have a non-verbal.. form of Autism
wHere the word part comes easy but identifying faces
and expressions can be very difficult.. including
Math associated stuff.. and moving out
of a literal stay of miNd into
the more figurative
metaphor stuff
oF LiFE iN aRT oF hUman
way noW.. so yes.. it’s worth
noting than many poets who navigate
the human mind and environment through
words over photos and number way..
WiLL not get along as well
with the way
i write..
as an eX isual
image and number
tHInKer too.. but yes..
as iS the fAct of mY liFeNoW
tHeRe iS alWays challenge.. change…
and adaptation for neuroplasticity
in BRain Change way and
eVEn Epigenetics..
wHere wE unpack
our potential stored
DNA.. in genes.. and
make more more change
in even incredible and dramatic
change.. as is the case for
mE iN July
of 2013..
anyWay.. as i say aGaiN
Human Nature is Dynamic
aLways Changing
as adapting to
Environmental
Challenge iN
AdaptaTioN
way..
and the Video.. as lInked
below about poeTry
iN TED Talk format
certainly SinGs a
SonG of THis
Nature oF
poEtry
iN beInG
Human BeinG2..:)
WeLL.. a few detours
have deterred my Visit
back to dVerse and wHeRe
WiLL i sTart.. yes.. i’ll
go straight to the
last prompt
on Tuesday
wHere it’s about
Doors and opening
them and who.. now..
perhaps Writer’s own
the Wind.. as
Jim Morrison
WiLL likely
Ride too..
in memory
of the Doors
too.. yes..
wRiteR’s noW..:)
Doors oF ever noW..
approacH..
open closeD
Brighter pathS
onlY
alonE
allone maY
kNoW noW..:)
FAcing tHe tesT
iN Door oF DeatH
Been tHeRE dONE
iT aLivE
noW
AfteR
FAcE
aLiGht SHinE..:)
Doors oF tools
of human kind..
Guns and Roses..
Cars and Homes
yes.. fridges..
and stoves..
sticks
and
stones..
all doors
extending
human touch..:)
Door of adults a
screened down porch
to children sitting at
a table one notch
below..
Adults Sing
a song of
mystery
new..
i wanna
kNow
more than
nursery rhymes
in grand ma’s
step
down
play pen
then.. they say
that’s where the
Kid’s eat..
i say..
i AM.. no
label just
a garden sTiLL..
in fertile soil..
sTill
so
deep..
Rose of i
FloWers
so read
BriGht..:)
For me too..
walking down
a childhood road..
doors of old homes
antiquity sOld..
Lives inside
memories
liVe..:)
TiMe.. a River
and not a clock..
Life.. a now
and not
an end..
SAdly.. iN
church..
wHere
end
means
more.. than liFe
oF Now.. Holy..
Insanity.. can
reign in
doors
shut
closed..
Nature.. has
the answer..
juST
liVe..
and Nike
too..
Do
iT
noW..:)
The arriving or leaving
thaT multi-door of
liFe i’ve fAced
three nows
iN total..
one at 21..
two at 47..
three strikes
and i’m still
here
door remains
open..
i
stand
uP..
and then
i Dance..
never
looking
back to doors
of
Death..
unless i’m wRiTinG
DancinG poetry
juST opening
old doors
foR
fUN..:)
SMiLes..
the doors to
extraVersion..
lonG ones for
me.. breWinG
Dr. Jekyll
to Mr.
Hyde..
as only
pLay oF
course..
fiNdinG aLL
iS plaY in Y anG
oF LiFeNoW SonGs
DancEs..lOnG..SMiLes..:)
YiN YanG
oF ‘PasSioN
PreCiSioN’..
WisE
WoRds
iN
DeeD
foR LiVinG
BraVe
iN
ReAsonS..
Arts opeN DooRs
Of LiGht iN NiGht
DArk oF dAy noW..:)
Very quick side
note here..
PoeTry
enRiches
a liFe oF Art..
side note ends..
and poeTry sTiLL
stArts and beGiNs..
with no end
or Finish
forever
noW..:)
SMiLes.. i’LL
go doubting
Thomas route
iN opTioNaL
goSpel.. aWay
HeRe froM SAint
Francis.. Matthew..
All the rest..
now
Thomas
iS
coR
recT..
makE
best noW
oF aLL
doors
opeN
NoW..
don’t waiT..
WinDow fALLs..:)
SMiLes..
doors to dance
StiLL relieve
me iN
closeD
of past..
trust me
not or yes..
when i say..
as Air Force
Psychiatrist
treating combat
veterans can say..
i’ve never
seen a case
of anxiety
as bad as
mine was
and no noW
longer iS
iN noW..
yeS..noW
Miracles
oF Dance..
they do happen..
but seriously..
body keeps
score.. to
free A priSon
oF iT iN iNterpretive
free style NO LESsONs
dance.. can bE A way
out free
of a priSon
past
iN mInd
and body
imBalance
oF soUL..
mY
FriEnd..:)
SMiLes..
i wouldn’T
be surprised
to date.. iF God
don’t sEnd A bEast
liKe GodZillA
tO tEach
thE
WORlD
A lesSon
fOr tranSgresSinG
aGAINsT Life
iN God’s
NatUre hOMe NoW
ouT oF BalanCinG
wRitE noW.. oH..
DoorS noW to
HeaVen alReaDy
openED.. hUmans
creaTe A heLL
iN doorS
closEd..
sAdly
noW..:)
Be back..
6:06 pm..
05112016..:)
And yes..
back at 10:30 pm..
Doorways to Energies..
Oh.. Doorways to Love..
Furry pets come and
go.. Electric ZonE
of heat.. cooL noW
and entertainment
morE.. soMenoWs
i dance mORe As
air and water..
allone plays
wITh mE
Airwater
LoveS
iNowiN
liGhTeninG..:)
World of spoon fed from
birth domesticated cats
we are with
collared
school..
wrapped around
the fingers of culture
we are.. always school..
always work.. little
windows
no looking
glass within
to move connect
and create internally
eternally
SinG
and DancE
Free…
A Hurricane
outside.. a calm
within we generate
or
not..:)
Screen Doors of Love
Swing by in rhymes of
times gone by..
Love within
Sings a
Song
of missing
Door sWings
of Love
stay
within..
just a new
door to be found
to Love even more..:)
EmoTioNs of hUmans
rust without trust..
hidden in
bones
of pain..
cob webs
of empty
SinG in sHades
of grey.. colors
igNite iN bones
aflaMe iN want..
Love iS in the Air
BehOld a flAMe oF
re
BoRn
heARt..
SpiRit
SoUl moVinG
iN colOrs SpRinG..:)
Door aNew
Door aOld..
Door sOld
Door bOught
Door bRinGS
Change oF dArk
And liGht challenge
Adapt GroWinGs mOre..:)
Every gRain of SAnd
a Door open to the
essence
oF aLL..
or closed
to the essence
of one man less..:)
Birds and Fish Navigate
within.. wITh birds
a Trigeminal
NerVenoW
per Quantum
Mechanics
aS baffLED
bY science
StiLL.. oh!
hUmans take
instructions
from others
aNd siT STiLL..
ha! apeX predaTor
iN priSons oF electriC
chAIRS Guinea PigS
iN TwiliGht
Zone
REAL..:)
Revolving Doors of input
output garbage in
data of cogs
in machines
of culture
to be filLed..
MoVinG.. CoNecTinG
CreaTinG Doors output
more than input spoon
fed
from
birth.. Terminator
ways die when Internet
kills the TV
DEaD..
as long as
interAction
of output becomes
the Terminator 2 gAMe..
Neo Lives too in output GamE..:)
SMiLes..
naughtiest
girls bore
now most
beautiful
Angels
WorN..
Whores
for FREE
don’t stop
with the first
dogs begging
for bones at the door..
DiVersiTy.. iT’s what God
has fOr DiNner aFter aLL iS
sAid
aNd
F
eD
FReED..
The trUtH anD
liGht don’T giVe
an F whAt thE
F hUman books thInk..
hehe.. bet i aT lEast lose one
so-called followeR
for this little
liGht
i shine
oF Truth JEWeL
but Jesus.. ‘they’..
the whore dogs..
Neutered Jesus..
noW thaT waS aN ulTiMate
sIN oF ForEver fOr MaKinG liFe REAL..:)
SMiLes.. in mountains..
in valleys.. streams.. rivers
to oceans.. sky above..
and fertile
legs ‘tween
free humans
in sands
oF Life
God oF Heaven’s
Kingdom Lives Free
when Free SinGS a
SonG of SoUl oF
Animal
FReEd..
NaTure..
uS.. So FReED..:)
LiFe of liGht
Art of Hell..
Dark SoUl
of Night
Door to liGht
liFe’s Serpent..
Reptilian BRaiN
Lives for Balance..
Fearless Love.. heARt’s
SpiRiT SinGs a Balance
MiNd and BoDy SoUl FReED..:)
NeedLE of birth
spoon fED cultUre..
Breeds Trees wITh
low limbs.. Leaves..
climb hiGh.. open
liGht…
aBove DancE noW
SinGs beloW SonG
A SoUl oF FReED..:)
BomBs oF Love
LiVinG iN poeTry
LoVe.. BombS
Of SWords liVing
In BooKs oF haTe..
God of Hate..
hUmans
oF Love
SinG
FReED..
SoUL of SonG..
GoD FReED..:)
Feed a soUl..
young and cold..
GroW a heArt
old and wArm
SpiRit never
GroWs oLd
DooR
to eternal
YoUth inSide..:)
Ah.. LiFe rEborn iN Art
GarDen iNside
gRoWs ouTside..
aboVe.. so beloW
and aLL aRound..
morE.. aS
LiFe
EXplOdes..
Big Bang
aBove.. Big
Bang beLow..
hUmans no
eXcepTioN..
when
boMb
oF
LiFe..
noT
ForLorn..:)
GHosts oF terrOr
builDinGs Of War
crumbLed tEars..
DeATh
bleeds
A SonG..
FiRe briGht
FirE SinGS
Bold Cold
BoNes
FeeL..
bitE..
oF LiFe..:)
SMiLes..
Snowbirds
fly deep South…
Beach White no Snows..
i stay Beach Free Life More..
moneY
suckS..
overALL..
LiFe’s A Beach..;)
Strangest Door of minD..
Hospital tAble cOld..
no more words..
Cold as
ice..
say
goodbye..
wake in cotton
clouds.. fuzzy
warm deliGht oF
Sleeping DreAM
aWake.. diD
i reAlly diE..
iS thiS reallY
heaVen noW..
enJoy iT while
It lasts lesSons
oF Hell iN Heaven’s
Hell Of Heaven aGain..
40 days of no Sleep ..
INsomnia
DreAMs..
Back a LiFe..
ps.. True Story..
Door to LiGht oF LiFe..:)
And at 12:19 am..
5122016
that’s all folks..
foR
noW..;)
OKay.. as
promisED..
i’m back noW
and yeS noW for
all practical yeS..
noW intents and purposes
i am Jesus.. kindA liKe A
‘the dude coming out of
the Water.. the Waves..
The Ocean wHole’.. in
the video above..
just wanting
to give
some
Fun to other
folks without any
personal judgements
over what is good or evil..
in fAct more like what feels
good and does not harm
other pArts of God..
as happy
to survive
and thrive alivE noW
iT’s what Nature AKA
God does after aLL iS
DanceD and SunG
and tHe wHOle dAM
tHinG sTartS
aLL oVer
aGaiN
AgAIn
Again..
variations
yes.. but the way
iS survive and thrive..
unmistakable everywhere
one looks in NatUre sTiLL
noW.. and hUmans A
huWoManiFesTaTioN
of THe GreAT i AM..
A to Z.. yEs..
Alpha to
Omega
and beYonD
oF aLL thAT iS..
Namaste.. as i sEE
and FeeL and kNoW
thE Festive pARt oF
God iN yoU tO
surVive
and thRive
aLive aS WeLL..
aNd aGain foR All practical
intents and purposes i am Jesus..
that don’t mean i am literally Jesus
as mE.. as ME iS the Great i AM
HuWoManiFeST iN Me..
So i ‘DancE aNd SinG
GoD FReED’.. and
while tHeir cAn
CerTaiNly bE
aN inFiniTe numBer
of LabELs iN metapHOrse
foR this neXt Macro Verse
of tHe ‘SonG oF mY SoUL’..
numbeRinG numBer 667 noW
iN “KATiE MiA FredericK!iI”
Word Press VerSion onE LonG
poem oF WeLL oVer 3 MilLionoW
WoRds noW.. tens of thouSandS
of photos.. thoUsands oF
Videos.. and much
much more..
of a little
bit of the FuLL
current GoD word+ bible
unabridged thaT iS Internet
iN GOlden City in the sKeYes
oF FReED noW.. but sTiLL noW
oNly a tiny piece of tHe UniVerSal
maniFest oF GodALLONE i AMnoW NoW
ALL AS SUCH.. HE OR ShE.. OR noW
A BLUE TURTLE OR WHATEVER SMALL
3 LETTER LABeL YoU WaNNA CALL
THe WHoLE
dAM
ENCHiLADA…
BOTtOM LiNe
iS God wants to
SurVive and thriVe..
kinDa liKe Girls juSt
wAnna hAve fUn.. anD
The soonEr wE sEE GoD
iN aLL and acCept thE iNheritance
oF God iN uS FReED tHe moReNOW
WE’LL giVe aNd sharE For FReED
aAd finAlly mORe oF God
WiLL bE supeR
KooLFooL SacReD
NaKeD noW
pasSioNate
anD hapPy
WeaRinG sHaDes
liKe mE oR however
GoD likEs iT iN YoU
as Fearless Love..
iN BalanCinG
miNd and BoDy
way as planets
WiLL do in bliss
of orbit around
SuN Free easy
peacey moonlit
niGht oF BliSs
tWo Lovers embraCinG oNe
in BEach SAnds oF FloWinG
Passionate Love.. oF FReED..
So yeah.. Dance and Sing God FReED..
iT’s what i do.. for heaVen noW.. and iT F iN Works
with
grace
too.. FREE..
seriOUsLY.. theE
UniVerSe can be
a cOld and lonELy
place without liFE..
Cherish iT.. GRoW It
Fearless.. iN Love
liKe a boat
that
never
sinks..
Live.. Love
and Laugh..
Dance..
and
Sing.. FReED
or like the video noW
sHows look for Seagull
sHit and you will find that
pARt of God too.. i choose
WinGs over sHit and jUST Fly
like ET on Terrestrial PlanET noW..
and wITh aLL that iS noW
sAid thiS
super LonG
celebration
of SinGinG
DanCinG aLL oF..
Of GoD FReED iN
mE iS read to publish
on Word press after noW
i get the rest of mY
sHit ToGeTheR noW..
jUst for God FuN
FReED and liKe
i said and
did before..
i do not
break my
promises to
either friEnd
or Covenant
wITh God so
the record goes on
iN aLL the ways thAT comes aGaiN..
even if i am mostly like a thief in
the niGht wHere most people
don’t
even kNow
mY real
name..
i
AM noW iN..
oh by a Way
i shaved my beard
when i was 24.. as
some of my girl FRIeNDS
tOld me you are too sexy
for that beard Fred.. you
are hiding your Angel Beauty..
and yes.. i kNow i Look more
like an olDer bEast now.. butT
LiON or whatEver.. fly RoBin FlY..
God
changes
aLwaYs noW
for better or
worse and better
aGaiN wED iN DArk
and liGht.. masculine
and feminine as dualities
become onE and FReER NoW..
special
sNOw
fLakes
Air
Water
sTreAMs
MoVinG Be jUst BE
ConNecTaRinG crEA
TinG Rivers mOre Ocean
wHoLe are wE noW Fearless
FReED aS LoVe.. God sMiLes..:)
And in conclusion..
Fly Robin Fly
up up up to the
sky wHere arms
are WinGS
and hAnds
are pAws
fOR LoVe..
anD nAils
arE cLaws
foR surViVal..
and LiVe is
for SurvivE
iN Thrive aLive..
and since thIS noW
iS my Holy Thursday
and SAcred R and R
Day noW i ReaDy
for dAnce..
and yes..
STilLL
muSt FulFiLL
A Convenant
WitH GoD iN
publishing this..
Jesus.. at least
Jesus had some other
folks to write it All dOwn..
but yes.. i have the Google
of the USA to give me a hAnd..
Wiki.. YouTube.. much much more
in GOldEn ciTy online beYond
Sun and mOon liT
noW.. iNoW..
So i venTuRe
later to my
110th dance
week Celebration
Night at Good Old
Seville wITh aLL tHe
KooL College age Folks
to attempt to sHow thEm
a Non-verbal misSionaRy
lesSon on how to be FReER
out of prison in EmoTioNsEnSes
represSinG and
oppresSinG
iN stiFF
boDy miNd
roBot ways
deader than
can more fully bE
MoVinG.. ConneCTinG
CreAtinG.. aLivE.. and why
do i pick college night wHere
even 18 to 21 year-olds can
dance too.. WeLL.. QUiET
frankly reaching
the older
folks
is like
the largest
camel i for one
have come to find..
and the smallest needle
of an oppressing repressing
lifelong culture of work and school..
away from GOD FReED.. and while
i try.. that’s aLL i can do.. i go to aLL
places but iT aS aLway.. iT iS those
who sTiLL can hEar and sEE.. FeeL
and kNOw tHeir Inner wiLd cHild cALL
oF yes.. thE WiLd oF GoD FReED..
aLL iNnate.. iNstinctual
iNtuitive as such
SeekinG FindinG
yeS.. FucKinG
iF yoU SeeK iN GoD
FReED.. kinda liKe mE
the greAt i AM thE
mE forEver
morE noW
iN
aLiVE..
photo documentation
as requested bY God
in Convenant as such..
coMiNg in aRound
3 am..
on
the wee
hours of Friday
Morning.. the 13th..
but wITh GoD aT thE
aiR and wiNds of i..
tHere iS
onLy
GooD
forTunE
iN FearLess LOVe..:)
ShiT.. ps..
alMost forGot ..
to say.. iN thaT
Video up tHeRe
THAt jesus got to go
to Venice California…
true the beaches are much
more beautiful here.. but as
mentioned earlier in this epic
Macro verse poem.. now to be
titled.. “DancE SinG GoD FReED”..
Milton is originally the place
named hell in the USA..
and as far as
Jesus’ teachings
about the outcasts
among us being
the first in
the Kingdom
of God later oN
or Now if ya gEt
tHeir noW.. sociologists
suggest that the ARE i live
in is the most difficult place
for a non-conformist Jesus-
liKe Dude in terms of different
from the norm to thrive alive..
so yes.. God gives me
quite a challenge
sending me to
HeLL with
a medical
literature
assessed pain
known as type
two Trigeminal
Neuralgia worse
than the torture
pain of crucifixion..
and i was even born
in HeLL.. hehe.. literally
speaking per town history..
anyway.. they might have tried
to erase the sMiLes off of me
in school.. yes.. ’em so-
called Christian
Bully Boys..
but they
can’t stop
me from DanCinG SinGinG
noW totAlly wITh thE sKin
oF God FREE onLInEnoW..:)
Oh.. the siGns
oF TrUth and liGht..
the letteRs.. the numbeRs..
the worDs.. and otHeR viSuaL
symBols.. seNses.. FeeLinGs kNoWinGs
oF aLL thAT iS and quiET hoNestLY.. noW A
Rear end oF mY car iN juSt a random taG
iSsued by the County Santa Rosa..
Tax Collector’s oFFicE.. noW
F in says iT
aLL iN
W696E
for those
who see.. feel..
and knoW farther
than form ways..
And.. oF course
aS WeLL.. the H
8 standing InFiNitY
sYmbol for HoNda
iN Civic way.. wHere
two halves of whole
iN K11 become H8 noW..
joining ones ToGeTher bRidge
yeS.. InFiNiTy.. stanDinG TaLL..
joiNinG HemisPheres of hUman
brAin leFt and RiGht in BaLanCinG..
as hemispheres west to east.. and
latitudes north to south of Earth
noW BeCoMeS oNe ForCe
aLL oF God FReED
iN hUWoMaNiFesT
waYah.. yeS.. noWfREE..:)
And yUP.. sPeaKinG
of siGns and sYmbols..
random as such.. noW
iN synchronicity way..
‘thAT’ is the shadow
of a human in battle
worn feet now approaching
6000 miles in 36 months of Dance
Walking most everywhere i go.. noW
in a martial arts and ballet-like way
around September 6th..
2016.. oN cuRrent
trajecTory oF aRound
166.66 Monthly MiLes
close to 5400 miles noW
oF i aS water
and aiR floaTinG
oN Terrestrial
Land FReED..
however.. not
without A price
of struggle of
course as the
dance has practically
shined my nails off
in some places of
war torn moves..
but anyway..
if one can
stand to look
at the casualties
as such.. in the dirt
and terrain of left
foot worn.. perhaps
a Lion or Man in robe
but it’s onLY up to ya
to determine
which
one
isReal..;)