Hi Victoria.. thanks so much
for taking the long way home..
haha.. in getting to the bottom of
all of this.. very kind of you to drop
by with those very nice words of appreciation
and next stop for me dance.. dance.. dance..
be by your
place tomorrow to
comment as i have
to have 10 fingers to
do that then properly
as smart phones
just one finger
wItH SMiLes.. aGaiN..:)
Hi Victoria.. thanks so much for dropping
by again.. and sMiLes.. i am happy you see
my comments as fun.. i aM juSt
act of dance
last night and
will be by soon..
to see more of what
dVerse has to offer and
respond to your ‘My Friend’
poem as FriEnds are so important
to find and maintain in this world of wordS now..
where the turn of a friEndly card becomes the
I’m not normal. I refuse to be normal. Not being normal is awesome; in fact, some folks with open minds see it as Super Epic. I have great respect for Alex for developing this site as it helped me to develop my writing talents that I never developed in any creative way in either school or work; just on a couple of occasions where for some reason I broke free in middle school for a Christmas story contest and Philosophy class in college.
In short, i reached deep down and expressed emotions in words that was very difficult for me to do other than short factual statements all about non-fiction, of course.
Anyway, I don’t post here anymore, because it is very difficult for me to conform to the form of what folks name as the way the English Language is written in straight lines all the way across the page.
In my opinion, it should be expressed naturally like sound waves, or perhaps more poetically put like the waves of the Beach and what is left when the essence of the Ocean become the shorelines of that essence as waves and never ever straight lines.
I am a curvy person now; I do not move by sidewalks in steps or lines of pages by words. But, Smiles, most of the rest of the world sees lines and sidewalks, and moves accordingly the straight and narrow path of what is designed by the architects of sidewalks and pages. I am much more now like the Matrix oracle and Neo2 and architect3.
Anyway, to make a ‘normal’ paragraph break. I refuse to be normal, because i can. I am re-tired with rubber now on what once was hard and metal wheels, and am Financially Independent and without that millstone of Having To Conform, and by the way I would fully capitalize those three words for emphasis but the straight line and sidewalk folks of the world, of course, would see that as yelling, instead of simple emotional emphasis as that is the what normal expects; and sure, I understand that as i used to conform to normal to survive in society.
There are two types of intelligences assessed in science. One, is fluid intelligence; and the other is crystalized intelligence. I just so happen to have a great deal of both, as empirically assessed, now. What that this means is I know the facts and I can revert back to normal writing, if I apply the rule of sidewalks and lines of conformity in crystalized intelligence.
According to research by Michelle Dawson, non-verbal Autistic folks with a verbal delay in childhood, like me, who had this difficulty until age four, often compensate with fluid intelligence as neuroplasticity and epigenetics will humanly and naturally do to adapt to challenge of environmental struggle and change. And later in life they actually exceed so-called ‘normal’ ‘neurotypical’ folks in measures of fluid intelligence.
And interestingly, these once non-verbal so-called Non-Verbal Autistic folks, also have been shown in Dawson’s small studies as exceeding so-called folks with the diagnosis of Asperger’s Syndrome, in measures of fluid intelligence. They still lag behind, though, in crystalized intelligence as measured in standard IQ test way. The Raven Matrices measure of fluid intelligence provided the measure needed to illustrate this ‘Autistic Advanatage’, per the non-verbal folks with language delay of spoken speech.
In reference to one of the comments in ‘this’ discussion, where an individual stated that their classmates sort of stagnated after high school, per Michelle Dawson’s research, this makes a little common sense, as use it or lose it applies to all stuff human being.
Go to school and learn facts and get a job and do the same thing over and over and sit in the same basic way of sitting down all day; and physical, sensory, emotional, fluid, and crystallized intelligences stagnate from not doing very many things different anymore, than at least school demands in the way of learning so-called new facts, from before that increase crystalized intelligence in memory way.
And yes, of course, it is more complicated than that but I’ll try to keep this somewhat short in what my potential is of writing close to a Novel in one sitting, as I continue to increase both types of intelligence by simply using it, gaining it, and never losing it, to this point at least, in my life.
Interestingly, when Hans Asperger’s case study patients were followed up on later in life; most had found niches they were good at and were doing quite awesome, in fact; credit fluid intelligence of course, in adaptation to challenge of struggle in the environment, and change.
Now, then, the thing about the original assessment of what Hans named as Autistic Psychopathy; verbal delays like mine until age four were included in that assessment. The APA was as they say, stuck in the world of crystalized intelligence and wanted to make the diagnosis as ‘normal’ people do, by the Crystalized Intelligence book of before. So, they made basically a watered down version of what they already named as Autism, by simply reducing the number of diagnosing elements to ‘Autism Lite’, also known as Asperger’s Syndrome, back in the 1994, DSM IV addition of that diagnosis.
Now, the DSM 5 has come up with a behaviorally determined cover-all diagnosis to make life even easier for them to label it as just one thing. This is what normal people do. They come up with labels and pills to make life easier for them to solve problems.
Problem is; this approach is symptom based rather than root of condition based. And of course that root in the case of Autism is in the whole of the human being in all types of intelligence; including sensory, physical and emotional intelligences that Standard IQ does not assess at all. And if you’ve ever met a psychiatrist; most lack high degrees of emotional and physical intelligences as they are medical doctors and they have been studying facts in the way of crystalized intelligence for literally decades sitting at a desk and now even worse, attached to a computer all day; even in the office with the patients at-hand attempting to do mechanical cognition and social cognition at the same time, which even science shows now, is not what human beings are evolved to do efficiently without the potential for great stress and reducing the proficiency of both types of cognition now, when each is not focused on separately. And of course that is common sense, but no, common sense is not always the way of the crystalized intelligence of what comes before in book way. By the way, wow that was a really long paragraph and sentence; it could be so much easier to read without these long, long lines.
I am diagnosed with Asperger’s syndrome by three diagnosing professionals, still. I have the paperwork to prove it. My sister is also diagnosed with Asperger’s syndrome. More than likely my father and grandfather had the same condition but of course, the diagnosis was no where to be seen in most of their lifetimes. My father did law enforcement and never rose above the ‘degree’ of Deputy Sheriff as he lacked the social skills to supervise. My Grand father was an X-Catholic Priest and a noted Author of last Century who even dined with Einstein in the socialist party circles in New, New York in the intellectual circles of that place then. By the way I am very wordy and can be very precise and detailed too, if I choose to express that type of intelligence with relative human free will.
Initially, my doctor diagnosed me with PDD NOS, because of the language delay in childhood; but after further assessment changed me to the Asperger’s syndrome diagnosis, per the original Hans Asperger’s diagnosis of the condition that includes a potential language delay in childhood that is often associated with Hyperlexia, in which I was a very precocious reader with difficulties in reading comprehension that fits that mold too.
I have extreme tactile sensitivity, which means I cannot touch anything manmade without extreme discomfort. I spent most of my life in man-made environments with hands closed and rarely open, to avoid touching man-made stuff with my finger tips.
This Wrong Planet Internet site, helped me immensely to express myself in writing. I thank Alex Plank, very much for the opportunity to write on this site, as by the time I was able to accommodate 19 medical disorders, enough to write on a computer, about two inches from the screen in extreme pain, with most of the disorders, likely a result of Autistic Burnout after conforming to what society expected of me in over 30 years of work; yes, this site probably literally helped to save my life, as I was suicidal for the two years before that. I had Type Two Trigeminal Neuralgia, the worst pain known to humankind, like a Dentist Drill in my right eye and ear without novocaine, for a total of 66 months, from wake to sleep; including 33 months with a lot of that time spent here writing as no drug would touch that pain, and writing helped me a little to remove it from my focus.
It took me 66 months to recover from two years of fight or flight stress that basically almost killed me, as science shows now the stress hormones will break down one’s body from head to toe, which did happen in my case. Doctors have no idea what causes Type Two Trigeminal Neuralgia, but in my case it certainly may have been associated with the break down of myelin sheaths as i was in pain in every cell of my body from head to toe, too. I was also assessed with Fibromyalgia, Sjogren’s Syndrome, Dysautonomia, and Severe Degenerative Arthritis in my spine, etc., but the worst part was losing my emotions as without emotions there is no glue for cognitive executive functioning.
What I found in my personal research in the road to having an incredibly awesome and epic life now as assessed by some third party interests, is increasing my physical, emotional, and sensory intelligence through free style dance and free verse poetry to connect language with emotion and to regulate emotions and integrate senses through the art of movement (dance/martial arts) as all emotions and senses flow through the human body, and moving naturally regulates emotions and integrate senses when one moves innately, instinctually and intuitively without lessons on how to move.
Anyway, I am comfortable in my own skin now, in ways of getting around the world with advanced proprioception and in emotionally regulating my feelings in the human environment and integrating senses, which means I am centered and no longer lost in an environment, ‘out there’. Yes, I have great self-awareness now, where I was incredibly deficient in this human skill before that seems to come naturally for most everyone else.
Here’s the thing though, with use it or lose it; I received all my gold stars in school, through my Hyperlexic ‘super power’ of reading very fast and memorizing rote facts that I spit back like a computer on multiple choice tests. The teachers loved it, as they never had to help me do anything in the way of learning or tests. Problem was that had little to nothing to do with the real life of work that I would encounter after earning three degrees in college, So, in a way, this incredible strength was my incredible weakness, as I failed to work very very hard on the types of physical, emotional, and sensory intelligences that would make life so much easier than the incredible hard it was that almost literally killed me by age 47.
I survived. I adapted to struggle and changed. I continue to rise now and thrive.
There is even a song for that I will share below. I am so sorry that I did not continue that line above to the side of this page, as I must conform here to come back to even say all of this. But here’s the other thing, my so-called professionally labeled Autism is Super F iN epic and it has made me one of the most epic individuals to ever dance and write on this earth, and I prove that by writing the longest long form poem in the history of humankind, now approaching 4 million words; and sure I literally prove it with my signature link below, as it is way too long to ever ever publish in print.
In fact, Microsoft word says it would take over 30,000 paper pages to print what I name as the ‘SonG oF mY SoUL’. And i also have fully documented almost 6,000 miles of dance in tens of thousands of photos in that same Super Epic personal bible of mine in autobiographic fashion too that includes close to 1000 selfies of gorgeous college age girls smiling ear to ear with me at the dance hall I have danced now for 122 weeks named Old Seville Quarter in Pensacola Florida. Funny, the girls never liked me in school, much. And now totally beautiful college age girls I do not even know attempt to kiss me, or at least that’s what it looks like at the dance hall with their friends, as recent as last night. And I can even prove it here, with my signature link in my most recent blog post with the photo, as the photo is too big to fit the formatting here, in case one wonders, if i am telling the truth.
I make zero dollars by doing this. I have danced walked a free verse style of martial arts and ballet everywhere i go now for almost 6 thousand miles after I recovered from the disabling portions of those 19 disorders that without question I suffered with, like A Biblical ‘Job’ for 66 months, as a shut-in in my home. Yes, Autistic Burnout hurts, very bad, as I can certainly attest to.
So what does this have to do with the topic at hand. Autism cannot be assessed by behavior alone, as far as what makes it the most difficult of all to deal with in the inner Universe of the human being. No one could see the stress I was under when I was in those two years of flight or fight stress at work, as i conformed, as I truly believed I would never ever get another job because people most always thought and expressed I was weird. I wore a mask of Okay when I was literally slowly dying inside. It really hurt, so bad.
No one could see that hell, but me. I looked normal enough on the outside, and still do now. I am different. I am even too different to post here the way I normally speak now in words, and I accept that as I do not expect anyone to tolerate or accept me, as often folks don’t. To each his or her own is the way I live. Where folks tolerate and accept me it’s wonderful, and where folks don’t, I move on to greener pastures, as online allows an environment out of my closed- minded community in my red state area to do that in ways of blog and poetry to express all of who I am as different and human being.
As far as dancing everywhere I go like a Bruce Lee Ballerina at around 6 feet tall now at 235 Lbs of solid muscle. I am stronger than every Marine in my military gym with legs now that press close to half a ton 33 times in what the strongest folks who leg press there cannot even budge as I’ve watched them try it up close and personal to their dismay. So no, i am no longer that uncoordinated Five foot 10 inch, 120LB scrawny boy from Middle School with the long blonde hair, pretty blue eyes, and eye lashes that people called the F word and not Fred.
My genetics are different, I matured slowly, and am still getting stronger by the day, as empirically assessed at the gym. So, no one messes with me in the general public, as I can easily pass now for a College Linebacker who floats like a butterfly and can sting like a bee with martial arts kicks every which way and loose.
Botton line is, I do not fit in, but I still rise to the occasion of all my human potential and am no longer held back by anyone who lives on the pages and sidewalks of crystalized intelligence. I am fluid as whole, and I am the Ocean and Field and Wave and Particle whole as one in trinity of threes that even science assesses as real.
As above so below, inside, outside, and all around. Most folks don’t realize we are walking and talking mini-me’s of the Universe when whole and part the same. I was blessed by Nature in what I view as God to be able to see and feel this.
If my Autism Is a Disability, I fail to see and feel this. In fact I fail to see any labels at all.
I am, I rise and thrive, end and beginning of the story whole.
And this will not make total sense to perhaps
95% of the people here as you folks are
much more normal than me,
Oops, I did it again. Again, just dropping by out of respect for Alex. He probably is more Autistic like I am when I was his age too. And sure, he has already done something super epic by creating this site. It just took me longer at age 50 and after to start the journey of me finally getting free away from societal expectations that make no sense for me.
I was the last kid picked on sports teams, and the one who was picked on by almost everyone for being different in middle school.
I am now, likely the most different person of all in my local community, as assessed by that ‘general audience’. But here’s the thing, I accept all of who I am now from head to toe. No one stops me from being me now, because I am strong enough to be me now, no matter what anyone else thinks or feels about that..
I no longer conform.
Again, I rise, I thrive.
You did a great thing
by making this site.
And no, no one will ever ever cure me
again into the insanity of normal as insame..;)
And as the moderators predicted, I am still incurable from being me. And at least for me I F in Love it. And no, I cannot come back, ’cause I will not conform. But again, that does not mean I do not appreciate Alex for helping me to finally be me, by creating the opportunity to write on this site, as Super Epic in so many ways never ever seen before.
Have a nice day.
I hope every one here will
one day rise, thrive, and never
ever conform again. But yes, first,
make sure you have some money,
as the working world will not accept that;
The ‘normal’ one at least, with smiles; but sure, I could on and on about that so bye, and I do mean bye to this straight line..;)
(Song Rise, by Katy Perry for inspiration. Inspiration is important in life
and so are emotions fully expressed and not repressed or oppressed.)
Whatever it is i have.
It is a gift
and I prove it everyday,
for the naysayers of life that
say you can’t, you can’t, just ’cause you are different.
KATiE MiA FredericK!iI
Gravatar is one of the coolest things ever!! !
SMiLes mY FriEnd..
Victory.. in vicStory..
as i look back in youth
i looked for that Friend that friend as
mountainous tower of electrifying light
as you say so eloquently and poeticAlly
here.. to help me on my way.. noWhere to
bE found then so i looked within.. and i must
say it took me 40 years total from age
13 to 53 of walking in a cultural desert..
in Me.. and it
seems a Universal
experience.. some folks
call it vision quest.. others
call it satori.. some others
call it being reborn again
or Kundalini Rising..
and scientist type
but what i kNow
and FeeL and SeNse
for sure is the essence of
this fRiEnd within iS real..
i call this friEnd me..
the me who
out and direct and
produce and act a play
of relative free will.. no longer
subject as an actor in someone
else’s play(s) oF liFe
oF aLL of ME
F R e E D noW
aS i directs actor I in
exclamation point spirit
super epic play oF liGht liFe!..:)
Victoria responds and i quote her here..
‘Yes, we are all our own best teachers/friends/mentors.
Seek the guru within..:-) But hopefully you’ve had
a few people who pointed you in the right direction.’
As a philosophy
Teacher from Junior
Hunt.. did provide
Some helpful hints..
The rest of it
‘Well, it sounds like you’re reaching out
and being the mentor to others
that you did not find.
You’re a blessing!’
Addition to nice..:)
then i say..
So.. i’M stArting
To think here in terms
Of that really
Cool Fox spoof
Per.. ‘Did Father
Getting an Angel
oF liGht Vibe
It is rare
100 or so K
Victoria responds in kind..
‘That’s so kind
My kids might laugh
at that though’
And with even
more wit i say..;)
in the yin
And yang of
Can certainly relate
To that too or shall
I SAy i can
As sHe Angel2..;)
‘Yes there is a lot of dark here.
Glad you’re married to an angel
Or that assistant
On the Fox show..
Lucifer.. A little
My angel uP2..;)
Friend Rafiah shares a Facebook Status that says..
If any pet come into my life ever,
I’ll name it TARDIS..;)
And i return with..
Rafiah says in liking response..
I like cats. I imagine calling Tardis
and it jumps over my lap and cuddles
like your cat does to your Kat in pics..:)
And i say..
i pray that you will
have a cat my friend
and even more
And i say now here and there
and everywhere.. we really do have
a lot of advantages in the United States
and i.. in the United States have a tremendous
privilege and advantage and even innate ability
now that i almost magically got over my allergies
too.. where my airways no longer close up with a cat
inside.. Humans through history have almost always lived
side by side with other domesticated animals.. to lose that
connection is to lose the connection greater with Nature that
shows one clearly that we all are same as Animals whole of
God and Nature same.. and the same is true that i live where
A Forest lives that i can walk into by simply going out my
back door any now of day or night.. but it is raining
now.. so i am focusing on writing instead…
and too how privileged i am to live
in the country of the U.S. of A.
that has plans for people
to retire and ways
to save incredible
amounts of money
to do that in government
work too.. and even a safety
net for folks who succumb to
unforeseen disabilities that are sometimes
even invisible to those who attempt to understand
the disabilities from the outside in.. and what else..
the fact that i live in a place where someone
has strange as me can simply
be me.. to no great
affront of that
be all of
me free all i want
to be of me now..
i am lucky to live
here.. in this
afforded by all the
ancestors and the origin
of all that is now.. now AKA
GOD that iS real ALLREALNOW..:)
Facebook Friend Michael responds
by saying.. in reference
to the TARDIS
But it’s just a small blue
box tripping the light fantastic..;)
And then i respond..
And now i say..
for those with eyes
and ears to see and hear more..
i for one am not planning
ALL of these God Winks..
if you are not seeing
i AM doing
you don’t have
those eyes and ears to see.. as
these are all totally a-causal related
events.. there is way too much
synchronicity in a-causal
going on here noW
for it to be
oF Art of God
when more than one person
comes togeTheR to express
that iNterconnecting Force
that is God through all forms
of symbols.. Nature And extension
of Nature in cultural ways all through
the digits of our hands to the bits
you see oF
Nature of God
creating by the
number 11 extension
of just 10 digits
we are born
as such now..
Nature and God
goeS oN hiGher and
HiGher by the power
of the human connection
and all interdependent
many of which
has invented and assesses..
as the scientific method to date..
To be more mindfully aware iN miNd
and BoDy BaLanCe soUl iS to connect greater
poTenTiAlly with the a-causal connecting principle
of Synchronicity as identified by Carl Jung and many
God WiNks.. etc..
all metaphors for this
sAMe essence of what some
folks experience and others are
almost blind to.. sadly enough for those of
much more of REAL
iSREaL GOD oF NatURenoW..:)
“Baby I don’t need dollar bills to have fun tonight
(I love cheap thrills)
Baby I don’t need dollar bills to have fun tonight
(I love cheap thrills)
But I don’t need no money
As long as I can feel the beat
I don’t need no money
As long as I keep dancing”
2016 Cheap Thrills
i am very sweaty ‘here’..
by the way.. and with
birth.. i can
say for sure those
lips did not touch my
dripping wet ear.. hehe..
this is one of those faux selfie
pucker-ups.. but seriously.. in 122
weeks of dancing at Old Seville Quarter..
i haven’t spent even one dollar bill.. but yes..
i sweat almost as much as a six pack of beer..
and Katrina says.. oh gross.. i cannot believe
that pretty girl got that close to your sweaty face..
such is the life of dancing with a whole Sorority of
University of West Florida girls.. from where i graduated
with three college degrees 33 years ago.. oh how time never exists
@least for me..;)
Here is someone who really
sings to the tune of being
different real.. Multiverse
Man Robin Williams certainly
sang a song of dancing outp
of the box on top of dead
do a dance
sadly.. he lost
balance and he fell
out of this life.. but
yes.. the different is oft
remembered longer and
more than the insane of insame
as history continues to shoW noW..:)
And here on the 5 languages of love ranging from gifts to affirmation
to acts of service to touch.. and quality time of course.. and
sure perhaps there is 6 and 7 and many more
ranging from altruism to A purE and
natural connecting in interdependent
affection for all that is aka God now
too.. one thing for sure is.. no
matter how far alone one
goes from otHeR
the rest of
Nature and God sAMe
are/iS alWays waiting.. inside..
outside.. above.. so below.. and
all Around with a hand that reaches
out and touches us all around human
being too.. for those receptive enough
to see and feel God these ways of Greater LOVE..:)
And a last but not least Macro Verse coming
in as part of my 694 pArt of Ocean whole
poem now.. AKA ‘SonG oF mY soUL’..
in moVinG.. ConNecTinG and
creAtinG ways more and
more and more as i go..
but wherever that
goes it is always nice
to celebrate the human
contributions of free verse
bEFoRe and Robin Williams
iN celebrating that frEEdom oF A LIFE
IS A great noW sTiLL hUman way to Be..:)
A micro-micro verse quotable
in size short enough to
from 2015.. per Nefertiti..:)
Arms tall stand straight close but not at ease..
a clear sign that Egyptians live too in a very
repressing and oppressing time for
female human emotions and
me YTF do
i make strange poses
in my selfies.. and i say
FTW baby i’m alive i
do not die in skin
on top of
But at least photos
bring us closer
and flesh of
of old and
of human soul
balanced or NOT..:)
And.. here a little more on
David who appears to have lesS on2..;)
Ah the statues of antiquity full of naked truth
and soft as well.. oLD.. David.. a Christian
pArt of GOD and others on ceiling of
Sistine Chapel escape
unscathed but not
so for Apollo
i for one FEEL
in a free world NOW
men can be real ‘MIN’
and i for one illustrate
that in ART as Flesh and FREE..:)
And still another
micro micro verse
from last year..
Love sees clearly
WE Move Connect
Create Live FREE.:)
Can i have another..
weLL yes.. of course you can..
as foR All folks after all iS sAiD
and dONe all iS fREe noW from 2015..;)
You are alLways welcome Friend
and tRuly whEre Love Lives
God Lives Free Now aLL
ah without FEAR TRUE
Father of aLLnow Hate
associated LIFE oh
Yes Fear is the
US to Fear OUR Lives
in GOD’s eyEs of LOVE
AND H0NESTLY THOSE
ANSWERS LIVE FREE ON
BEACHES NEVER BOOKS.
WeLL.. first of all.. my friEnd
Zee. i find some comfort with the
ease that you use with the word
FucK juSt for fun as trUly that word
is just an exclamation point with umph..
that says i am free without cares too.. and
actually i have changed the word FucKinG
to mean iF yoU seeK iN God as thAT is even
more hilarious for a God that is bigger than a symbol
that humans create as word.. anyWay.. i am often hiGh
as FucK juST for FuN as you say.. particularly when i am
FucKinG in the way i see FucKinG now.. i used to be way way
too serious.. i’Ve learned to ligHten up.. so so.. much more.. and you
FeeL what.!. it’s like a bird out of a cage now.. i float… i fly.. so high.. i float
some more.. and somenows
i even SinG.. and DancE
to my cat
Yellow Boy in
the early Sunny morning
when he gets frisky for the
Patio and Nature and God free
sAMe.. so i sing.. he flies.. he flies..
he flies so high.. that Yellow boy Flies he flies
he flies so high.. and so do i.. and now i worry
less when you visit my website that you might
be offended when i FucKinG bless God this way
and i as we
and us and me
as sAMe.. funny
what a word can do
for peace of mind and bliss
in what some folks describe
as Satori.. the Heaven Now.. the
Bliss.. the Nirvana to fly so FucKinG HiGh..
As a side note.. a guy from Saudia Arabia last
night after i danced all night all sober and naturAlly
high of course.. was kicked out of the bar for being too
drunk.. and he asked me if he could get back in with my
help.. at that point.. i didn’t realize he was that drunk.. as
i said you don’t drink do you.. and he said.. oh yes i do..
i am free in the U.S. of A.. to do what i FucK to do..
i don’t drink..
i don’t smoke
and like i think
i already may have
said i don’t even do caffeine..
but i say FucK in anyWay i like
as it is just a symbol that in
poetry can be
where i make
the meanings and
the words up.. juSt
me and GoD toGeTher
all FReED without any
chains of bEfore to
“It is Maya!
Dost thou not know her?
Illusion — dreams — phantoms.
But, to the wise, Maya is more.
But, to the wise, Maya is more.
All that thou see’st,
Trees and shrubs,
The grass at thy feet,
All that walks or creeps,
All that flies from tree to tree,
All is unreal: All is Maya.
Our bodies, our limbs, our very thoughts.
We ourselves are slaves to Maya.
What remaineth? Who can say?
Love to the lover,
The child to the mother,
The song to the singer,
God to the worshipper;
These, wandering thro’ the world of Maya,
Are perchance shadows of that which is.”
— Holst, Savitri (based upon the sanskrit Mahabharata)
Per wiki as linked here and quoted..
“The Mahabharata is the longest known epic poem and has been described as “the longest poem ever written”. Its longest version consists of over 100,000 shloka or over 200,000 individual verse lines (each shloka is a couplet), and long prose passages. About 1.8 million words in total, the Mahabharata is roughly ten times the length of the Iliad and the Odyssey combined, or about four times the length of the Ramayana. W. J. Johnson has compared the importance of the Mahabharata in the context of world civilization to that of the Bible, the works of Shakespeare, the works of Homer, Greek drama, or the Qur’an.”
I’ve got it beat.. close to double in both complexity
and esoteric ‘strangeness’.. hehe.. now over here..
Anyway.. friend gigoid shares the same above
on Facebook and he shares part of the
infamous tribal and A very
evil part of the
here.. as i share it down below..
of course.. based on a warring people
fighting for fertile lands for subsistence
for basic human eating rights and shelter..
that is a human dog eat dog life that continues
on in the middle east.. a place of barren lands and
scarcity.. of course better over here in the New Israel
U.S. oF A today.. and even in the fertile lands of New
Jerusalem where i live aka Milton that once was recorded
as having the most churches per square mile.. funny how
all is related and even cultural patterns repeat themselves
over generations like bigger waves of ocean whole
across deserts and sands of dead sea scrolls..
in cultural human terms of being whole
as societies go.. and my long
form poem continues
4 million words
now.. anyway i prefer the
first selection of poetry above
as anything about bashing children’s
heads into rocks floats no part of my
love your enemy philosophy and
turn the other cheek if possible
heads on rocks
and bringing a sword
for peace.. and.. stuFF
of opposing tribes and
singing poetry into what
supposedly is some kind
of violent inerrant word of God..
like they say for the Kuran when
it speaks to the same kinds of violent
atrocities.. including screwing what your
right hand possess in terms of wives of husbands
one just killed in war as new slaves.. after a little mourning process
to get warmed up and ready for institutionalized rape.. not much different
still than non-consensual dowry arrangements for institutionalized
prostitution when the nonconsensual spread of women’s legs
is for sale as well as for rape.. as nonconsensual.. yes.. a
book as long as that first one there.. half as long
as mine i prefer much better as it refers to
the awesome esoteric mysterious paRts
of God as i AM iS with no private
parts like he’s and his’ have
when yA name God
as a dude instead
of Force of allthatis..
with ‘her’ nicer pronoun2..
of course it took centuries
for that other longest long form
poem to happen.. not just a couple
of years for me to exceed 1.8 million words
as i am almost doing that rate per year as ‘we’
speak in never ending now free verse run on poetry
for long.. long.. long.. longest form poem now.. anyway..
my fingers sing my/’our’ spirit.. no requirement
to even think.. so i run wordS on.. with more
millions to come.. but at least when 42
months gets here by September 11, 2016
from March 2013.. when i started all this
witnessing for the God of all that is..
on the date of March 10, 2013..
of that year then.. i will
along the way
just for shits and giggles
and perhaps a God WiNk and
laugh too.. at the ludicrous idea
that anyone can chain God and say
that tHeir quarterback has the last word
or is the last prophet or whatever.. as i can
do more.. with never ever giving up.. with
100% hope.. faith,, and belief that at
least the Jesus dude of Saint
John predicted would eventually
come true.. so sure.. in this
way.. this super epic
and hehe.. like
a thief in the night2..
hardly anyone anywhere
even Knows what i have
done is real and exists now..
as surely humble servant
and word soldier of Love
down for real
baby.. like a REAL child of vision..;)
“Happy is he who dashes the heads of his
enemy’s children against rocks.” — Psalms 137:9
Considering i had A only son who died in my arms that
versE noW and the whole bible now kinda pisses me off..
i think i’ll do something about it and write a bible that
is four times larger and greater.. including the equivalent
of 14 bibles or so.. when my 12 million words or so coMe
on ThanksGiving of this year
when my 72 month term
of 6 years is up
all of this
day of 2010.. anyway..
R E M A S TeRed as such..
like i say.. a little birdie
or now just call ‘him’ Jonathan
Livingston freest seagull landed
on my shoulder and continues to now
guide me aLong an epic way oF now2..;)
So what does one do on an early morn..
of Sunrise and Venus star saMe..
BreakFast in America..
a Blog Theater
and Facebook too..
soon on September
11, 2016.. as the Nile
River continues to Flood in words..
in a new world of breakfast morn then now..
now if i can just pick up the pace and
finish my 6000 miles of dance in
3 years to date then2.. but
as the prophets
of Rock and Roll
sang sweet lullabies
in youth to me for FruiTioN’s Date pAlm
evenTual self-fulfilling waYs.. iSREAL..;)
SMiLes.. my FriEnd..
thE feathered sleep..
my eyeSiGht is blurry..
in accumulationS noW
of words that never end..
when young.. BeFore words
like this tHeRe iS SonG for Deeper
ways of Seeing REAL SOUL within..
Pink Floyd and tHeir mystery Animals..
Led Zeppelin and tHeir Kashmir.. Rush a
little later and Force 10… the Police and Sting..
ELO.. Styx and the Rock and Roll list goeS oN..
noW as i mix
words to the
music of BeaTles BeFoRe
and drifT iN afTer miDnigHt
TwiLiGht waKe Of DreAminG
more into FruiTioN noW afteR
ecstatic dance and so littlE
sleep.. as i am alreadY
substance need to
BRinG a hiGher LAmP
of Seeing more wisDoM..
oh.. yes.. the inner i.. SinGs
Free.. hold yoUr hand and never
Roots of Lamp
grow deeper as
Kabbalah of Before
wHere Lamps of Technology
bLend with Trees oF liGht and
Roots oF wE waKinG New Dawn liFe..:)
Conspiracy theories run in rivers of dArk oF FeaR..
Illumination theories run in waves of hoPe oF liGht..
And sure.. tHeir are open minded folks in imagiNaTioN
oF creativiTy’s liGht iN bRinGinG dReaMs to
FruiTioN noW and the darker Magic
of those who conspire to
promote a feAr
iN pit of DARk..
that’s putting iT poeticAlly
but as science clearly shows..
some humans are more innate rovers
who are open minded seeking progressive
change out of cave.. and others more fearful
afraid of change.. sticking to what they know
of before.. and fearing change in progression
out of cave.. where cave art paint spreads to
more than walls of caves.. sitting.. hehe..
when one continues to write
the longest long form
the oracle of poetry
in red haired orangutan
ape always mixes with monkey
scientist and ape of warrior too..
as the planet of the ape series of
movies relates too.. well yeah..
with my Irish roots in second
sTiLL some red
hairs that remain
in the beard of my
oracle face to go along
with my scientist monkey
face and my warrior ape from
head to toe as well.. like Lion
of Astrological portal on the eighth
month of eight day of Sirius Dog Star
WiLL relate in mythological flow as well..
again.. and again.. and again.. the symbols
matter not.. it is the essence of we that is the
same.. at the smallest pArts of Atoms and subatomic
particles that we all share as one God all same inside..
outside.. above.. so below and all around as even science
proves now as philosophers oF old aS old Orangutan sAge
way kNew without even the aid of science related tools
then other than the innate.. instinctual.. and intuitive
science within of reaSon pattern recognizing all
the similarities of forms in Nature
that express a golden spiral
also known in mathematical
as 1.618 mean
groWing KA of sHell
way.. as record in form
of what comes before as
alWays now.. wHere no time
exists.. but liVinG liGht and DARk
and tween of Both of allthatis liGht
and dArk and sHades between of
allthatis goeS on eternAlly now
forever God as you as we as
i as me as us.. we flow
iN ZonE oF ONE..
i ain’t afraid of
no light and i
i continue toward
the liGht and away
from feArs of weaker
miNds.. in metaphor of
dimensions of mind and
body in or out of balance
that range from living light
to the fear of dark dimension2..
otherwise known as somewHeRe noW
‘tween purgatory and hell.. wHere
all tHeRe iS iS worry.. doubt.. fear
and all stuff related to this devil fear..
that beYond sad live side by side with
those who walk as liGht.. wHo can onLY NoW
try tHeiR best to lift those who walk ‘tween
liGht to DaRk and be dArkest taR oiLed
bird of desert soUls death from
liGht of God so TrUe
NoW and ReAL iN
WiLL oF HUmanity
WHO sings a True
as TrUth and LiGht
FReED from the grasp
now of the dARk OiLed
TaRred birds cLaws..:)
It really disgusts me from priest to politician to folks on
the Internet who feed off of what the New England
Journal of Medicine suggests are a segment
of the fearful sitting population
who are more subject
that some boogie
man or devil is always
out to get them.. psychopathic
leaning people who sense the
weakness of these individuals
in fear.. use all types of heart
stringing fear mongering
of devil in hell of fear
to.. suggesting frigging
Obama is the anti-christ
real now of modern days..
yeah.. a little magical
thinking in white magic
way can be good for the
heARt.. the SpiRit. the soUl
in even what science assesses
as the placebo effect that rates
close to what ‘they’ serve up
in pharmacy mix of pills..
i do my best to think/feel
and act in white
ways as tHeir
magic placebo prayer
of thiNkinG/FeeLinG driving liGht
actions now.. that go way way FAR
beyond what we plan at the conscious
level of mind in step one step to so on
as structured way of form.. below the
beyond of essence of all that is that
can be hUman potential when the
oracle.. the scientist or architect
and the ape warrior become one..
with orangutan and monkey three..
in one.. oh the threes they come..
again and again.. in numerology
way.. as art of numbers beyond
monkey scientist who scribes
it all down in one step
two step three
step four and
method oF old
as WeLL.. or at
lEAst partiAlly Well..
as magic baby in white
way is wHere it’s at as far
as reaching the positive
liGht of human potential..
and yes.. you can F iN
look iT up.. Voodoo is as
real as the science empirically
assessed dark human fears
related to the Nocebo
effect.. where these
from frigging car
accidents to F iN
illness from head to
toe.. guard your intentions..
your purpose and meaning in
life in how you symbol it in
words or images.. monkey
see.. monkey do.. see no
evil.. hear no evil.. be no
evil.. live with as with sPeak
liGht bE liGht
TRUE noW AS
LIGHT WE RISE..
and if you continue to
listen to the dArk of Politicians..
Priests.. Clerics.. and even schizoid
scientists who have little to no white magic
thinking/feeling in Harry Potter liGhter ways
of HUman potential.. perhaps you
are one of those that the
New England Journal
of Medicine says
few who live in liGht
or better yet.. challenge
yourself to this struggle
from dark of fear to light of
hope.. as even science shows the
neuroplastic and epigenetic potential
of human to fly out of cocoons as butterfly
new.. IS A real deal that comes when ‘they’ say..
we don’t know how it happened.. and those otHeRs
who live it say.. sure.. i FeeL how it happened it IS A real
Illuminati all natural miracle of the higher power of God
Nature allthatis written in the Evolving continual code
liFe is Magic
for those who CAN
BELIEVE AND a much
darker place where only
illusion of time exists.. where
hope and faith and belief with
Fearless Love.. is behind the next
door as an opaque window that is
coming clearer as those who
seek.. those who find..
in BeinG noW aS oNE..:)
Words matter not so much.. again as alWays
it is the essence of words that are
iSreal.. some folks define allah as
some he force that allows
them to rape
little 12 year
old girls.. others
see a force of all
in allah that is peaceful
charitable and all loving..
the same goes with God as
some believe in a God that does
not condemn every act of killing
a child of a warring opposing team
by dashing that child’s head against
a rock.. and others believe now that the
word God.. is identical to the word love..
and then they contradict themselves by
using another old 3500 year old quote
and paraphrase it out of a book of old
dusty pages and say that folks with
different Nature and God given
same Sexual orientations
are not sacred enough
in their natural
or even get into
what they name as
heaven anywhere but
now and a place they delude
and use as illusory fear as hell..
to control reproductive God given
freedoms to keep the population in
balance when environmental stresses
do come.. for means to gain subsistence
and keep the entire tribe strong.. as species
healthy whole and continuing well.. anyWay..
the monkey scientist comes in handy for
my oracle orangutang too.. and my
fearless ape warrior who stands
strong in the defense of liberty
and freedom sAMe.. says..
essence matters most..
believe the illusions
brought by manmade
nightmares in fears fruition
real.. or go the liGht road as
path and journey and gRow gRoW
GROW with adaptation to dArk struggles.. to Ocean
WHoLe.. bE the liGht in Change of Greater HuWoManiTy noW..:)
WeLL.. that drives through three Facebook
Algorithm personal assistant provided
Macro-Verses from two years
ago in the year 2014.. now..
this one from a year ago..
with Blue Skeyes of Mental Health..
and truly as in all stuff liFe.. Balance
iS key in MoVinG.. ConNeCTinG
CreATinG.. GiVing shArinG
FearLEss Love wayS..
sure.. words are easy..
JUST DO IT.. get
in balance or not..
yOur paths.. yoUR
joUrney to what works
for you.. aLL wE liGht
workers who already arrive
in Heaven now can do is provide
what we experience in liFe thaT has
sET uS free from a wrong planet of
dimension in all stuff related to fear
to a Loving Planet same in human
meaning and purpose same
in all of what wE
iF you WiLL
or can or not..
i for one believe
in can and WiLL..
over the greater human
potential DRIVING FEARLESS LOVE..:)
“Discourse on virtue and they pass by in droves.
Whistle and dance the shimmy, and you’ve got an audience.”
WeLL my friend.. as always
i feel your pain of not being
able to sit five minutes and write..
as sure 33 months for me of not
being able to use my eyes and ears
for music or read.. for the same reason
of Dentist Drill like pain.. and with Dysautonomia
and the failure of the autonomic function of heart
rate and blood pressure.. all of the Enviroment was
a barometer of a pressure pill from hell.. seriously
i couldn’t walk out side in any heat or humidity for
so long… for an entire 66 months and in any way
of cold.. fused
even a breeze
in July of 100 degree
temperatures a half a year
before i sunk.. to this hell
of lower pit of dArk tarRed
oiLed bird.. chilled me to the
bone of WTF is this new hell..
that was only the beginning
of endless now then Dante
bird of tarRed oiL..
anyway.. a preface
perHaps to that recent
profile photo you liked on
Facebook.. my friend gigoid..
of the 56 year old new and
improved version 2.0 of mE..
named a Dance Icon of my
Pensacola Metro area.. and yes..
once again.. i’m 56.. bald spot on
top and graying as they all do once
i hit the age of 40 and the bald
spot came at 18..
and both now..
that age of grey
and bald spot
more of spirit..
and less of form
my Friend.. when spiRit
of heARt as ExPresSing
EmoTioN is transformed like
Katy Perry says in a rise of a
new and improved human being
version 2.0 and more and more and
more.. wHere MiNd and BoDy BaLanCinG
soUl even at age 56 warrants the respect and
Love of a heArt felt kiss from a group of 6 girls
some of which were 6 foot plus high heel ballerina
girls from Sorority University style of up town girls as
Billy Joel says for his model wife too.. i didn’t notice the
symbol of kiss of respect for the freedom i illustrate in
Free Verse SpiRit of DancE in Freest form Nature oF i..
to put it more poeticAlly than the girl with lips miGht
have ever imagined me capable of more than
a dance of hips.. and legs.. and all parts
in Spiral Rotation as i become
not only mE but
the Universe whole
when i took the photo
as essence and form
ALIVE.. ALIVE.. ALIVE
AS STAR EYES DANCE
WILL SING AND WHISTLE
AND SHIMMY A DANCE AND
SONG OF LIFE FREE.. Diogenes..
Socrates.. Jesus.. and Buddha.. and
now the dance oF y i.. to the tune of
kissing beauty lips.. it just does not get
any better than this my friEnd.. particularly
as the wife is the most beautiful girl who never
ages either at 46 now.. and i’ll be quite Fred with
the whole world now.. when i peruse porn i always
end at a video of my wife.. just for fun.. like a new age
Diogenes might do.. not forgetting the pleasure principle
that noW moves
all life that moves
all life free out of
pain of what was
before.. now then..
i dance.. i sing.. i whistle
and shimmy.. the audience
returns with kisses of respect
and love.. and i dance some more
WiTh liGht oF Love no different than
the WheeL of UniVerse fiRed as liGht
and inspiRed by Sound as noW moves
on iN Dance of God liGht SonG oF REAL..
And sure.. i hope life will be this good for you
too mY friEnd as juST this one sMall paRT
oF mY liFe IS A Miracle TruE that has no
Explanation but the power of hUman
WiLL.. hope.. faith and belief realized
as dreAMs coMe trUe in REAL timE
NoW FruiTioN for all to see and feel
not @aLL.. hehe..
anyway.. i’LL remember
the joy and respect of Love
in that photo mostly because
i’Ve never met those 6 girls beFore..
and a kiss of respect from a stranger
only for the art and beauty of the dance
of this 56 year old dude with her other
5 friends standing taller with sMiLes..
as well.. iS FucKinG Epic noW
for what iT even
noW as free
DanCE and SonG
oF wE FReED wHere
FReEDoM RinGs aS
simplE TrUth and liGht
oF hUman DancE and SonG..
And yes.. i like to write too.. true…
iT’s juSt an excuse to rest my feet
until the neXt Epic Dance comes FReED!..
ah yah.. and i lala a Dare SonG for this CoMinG tRue2..;)
Saturday.. in the pArk..
a little past the fourth of July..
somEone’s Birthday Party who did not show up..
so what is left to celebrate.. well of course.. Saturday
in the paRk.. and for me it is always a birthday of now as
holy and sacred and no.. i’M not kidding at all.. all of Nature
also known as God is all church to me.. yes.. holy and sacred..
And to view life like this..
requires no holds for what
can be free.. in DancE and
SonG of liFE.. as SonG and
DancE in all the hUman arts
that comes noW As SpiRit iN
Human seNses and EmoTions
set free.. set free.. set FReED..
At lEast for mE.. oh..now.. NDD..
A GroWinG so-called First World
disEase of Nature Deficit
from God as
tools as being..
instead of riding
like the Wind.. and Rivers..
Waves as Ocean FReED..
H20.. yes.. as water WHolE..
soft and powerful as fearless
Love moves as Air oF liFE too..:)
SeriousLy.. you can ask around
as Katy Perry says it’s a party
everywHeRe i Go.. it doesn’t
matter if the big big
balloons are brought
out and beach balls too..
iT iS A PaRty ever wHeRe
i come bAcK aGain.. or
perHaps the first
now if i AM
iN terms of BeinG
heRe epiC as epiC
WiLL comE aLL for FReED..;)
Goddess Isis at
Saturday in the
Carpenter’s Park.. the place
she learned to swim when her
family threw her in off the dock..
and glad she came back to
the top.. and all the
to find the Pacific
Islander sire to
in this incarnation..
of beauty to behold..
as my friend Himali once
said.. you are so poetic..
your wife is so lucky
to be married
it is the other
way around.. i hold
no poetic illusions about
that reality.. sure i have a
smooth pen for words and
feet for dance.. but it is the
Goddess Isis who cleans up after
me when i have a stomach bug as
Love will do.. when love loves love..
so okay.. for now.. this is the Ode
to Goddess Isis Katrina in the
Carpenter’s Park for our love
somewhat started for
on September 21st
the date of
in 1959 with original
due date on or about
Summer Solstice Day
and Father’s day 1960..
same day of my Father’s
and Uncle identical Twin’s
birthday on that day too..
except on my case..
the doctor went
me on 6660.. as
i guess and omen of sorts..
no it wasn’t easy being married
to me at all when i lived in Hell for
66 months and i was the FucKinG
literal devil then for all practical
Zombie purposes as the dArk
tarRed and OiLed Seagull
i was back then.. now i
fly so far beyond the
of God of Nature
Pure as the
groWinG AngEL STarSnoW..:)
WeLL i for ONE FeeL and SensE sorry
for folks who miss God in a raindrop on the
petal of a flower of a Dogwood tree WiLd..
in God’s greaTesT breathe that iS liFE iN
aLL we see and FEEL oFliGht..
it’s hard for me to pass
by God without sharing
the beauty i see of God
WiTH the World.. from
the REAL Goddess Isis..
in human form.. as incarnate
now as such.. to the smallest
subatomic particle of H20 that
swims free in Goddess Isis
Blood.. that connects
wE all to Ocean wHole
as WeLL.. WeLL.. truly
Katrina doesn’t believe
she is an animal.. so that
muSt make her a
so might as well
go with a
but me no God..
just a bEast..
paws and claws
as nails.. and fingers
that spread in pose
of Dragon claws
in three toed
way as well..
so yes.. it’s beauty
as Goddess Isis and
the beast.. just a beast..
whose been to hell and rose
back up as feathered fly Seagull
soaRing hiGher RiSinG once and bacK aGaiN..:)
PerHaps you cannot see this pARt
oF God WhOle in this photo.. but it is
HeiR apparent to me thAT iT is Gaia
and her humans on the crawl of lifE
in low down way of life..
taKing the salt of liFe..
away from saltine Earth..
forgetting how concrete
and dark ‘tween space
and life allone is
wE liVe today..
Hope.. is.. one day
this eARth’S SalTine ants
WiLL join hands and finally
give humble.. honor.. praise
and glory to this Heaven that is
a tiny sliver in the concrete jungle
of space.. as garden of eden heaven
now.. REALLY NOW.. NO SHIT
reAlly noW as eARth.. yes..
this is reAlly going down
for real as heaven
now.. do realize
all of what it
takes as God
to this Interconnecting
oF Ocean wHOLE OF GOD ThAT
iNcludes the dead concrete of space
‘tween all of life to make life all we got
noW.. in this heaven now.. ants hold
hands and Dance a Song of Joy..
for Heaven is now forever
give honor to God’s eARth
worthy praise and thanks..
for this opportunity
some miss the
beauty and reaLity
of this saltine gift we have..
the real devil knows the anti-christ
evil away from all this fearless Love of
Earth’s beauty as i lived in concrete hell
of space for 66 months to rise to tale the
Dance to Sing
as BEast of God..
Moral oF A total story noW..
or better put question mArk..
would yoU be A DEvil for LOVE..
as nicely illustrated in the most recent
installment of A REAL motion picture Dracula..
if not.. don’t yOu dare judge A DEvil for LOVE.. noW
aS fallen less than An AngEL or A vAMpire.. perHaps..:)
Yellow boy has been perusing the
bible a little much lately as he directs
our attention to John 16:25-33 that says..
Jesus Christ Has Overcome the World
25 “These things I have spoken to you in figurative language; but the time is coming when I will no longer speak to you in figurative language, but I will tell you plainly about the Father. 26 In that day you will ask in My name, and I do not say to you that I shall pray the Father for you; 27 for the Father Himself loves you, because you have loved Me, and have believed that I came forth from God. 28 I came forth from the Father and have come into the world. Again, I leave the world and go to the Father.”
29 His disciples said to Him, “See, now You are speaking plainly, and using no figure of speech! 30 Now we are sure that You know all things, and have no need that anyone should question You. By this we believe that You came forth from God.”
31 Jesus answered them, “Do you now believe? 32 Indeed the hour is coming, yes, has now come, that you will be scattered, each to his own, and will leave Me alone. And yet I am not alone, because the Father is with Me. 33 These things I have spoken to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will[d] have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world.”
Anyway.. if Yellow boy does
not slow his intense focus on the
bible we may have to order him some
corrective lenses to correct his vision from
as long as is is..
anyway.. he Loves to
share.. so i follow his lead..
And in visiting Friend SOHEIR..
the Muslim woman I had some interesting
debates with and also her friend Imran.. she drops
a note today that says.. in her Muslim Muhammad way..
“A woman is normally
sought as a wife for her wealth,
beauty, nobility or piety, but
chose a pious woman and
you will prosper..”
And i say in return..
This is true
For my wife
You are blessed indeed Fred!
Have a good day and smiles:-)
i then say..
And Hope you
Have a great day
Too.. With sMiLes2..
And now i say.. noW..
there are two definitions
of pious.. one is a person
who does everything in OCD
fashion that a religious book will
instruct them to do.. and the other
definition is a rather facetious one in
two faced way that says a person who
talks the talk but rarely walks the walk of talk
on the true and light path that IS A way of life…
Sure.. there are plenty of pious screwballs in the
world.. who do rape little 12 year old girls in abusive
reward of wars against infidels who are rather pious
in their abuse of literalism of words evil instead of true..
And it’s true.. wife Katrina takes the Bible very seriously
and literally.. and fears that if she makes just one mistake
less than perfection that the devil is gonna take her straight
to hell.. eternally burning in fire.. and that is part of the reason
that i for one believe that most of the fundamentalist interpretations
of all Abrahamic religions are a source of much darkness and evil
in putting fear of God into people’s hearts instead of worshipping
all of God of Nature as sacred and holy and true in liGht instead
of illusory fears of hell anywhere else but these places where
folks rape little girls in the name of a faux God that
exists no where but in interpretations of books
that become the darkest evil still
of humankind now..
to literally assess
in plain talk
have been twisted
to support the darkest
parts of the human being
in fear and hateful hurt of others
of simply lies.. lies.. lies.. and more
lies.. now.. to put all of this as plainly
now as i can.. and WiLL.. noW.. Now..:)
i woke up and the sun is shining..
only for now.. as sure the clouds
will come again.. but the bottom line
is.. as long as we are alive the Sun noW
will shine again.. and reAlly my mesSage
is a simple one.. as although i can be a little
bright.. with words.. tHeRe is ONE news now
i have for YOU NOw iN ALL Around uS iN noW
this little sliver of now that is eternAlly
now is Heaven NOW.. for those who
come to SensE and FeeL this
Heaven on Earth noW iSREAL..
now.. you might say.. or feeL and
seNse that Heaven cannot be now..
cause life IS A bitch but i say liFe CAN
AND WILL BE A BEACH.. if you can move
away from the word bitch.. and heLL no thaT is
not a woman that iS juSt a metaphor for something
that hurts rather than something that feels good and to
be honest.. somenows it is the greaTest Bitch that Brings
the greATest Beach as this Heaven takes work at nowS in
sweat.. blood.. and tears.. etc.. anyWay.. Katrina alerting me when
i juSt woke up.. get ready for church Babe.. The Sun is FucKinG ShiNinGnoW..
and gotta go but yes.. be back again later with more good news here noW.. juST
NOW.. more notes
in a million
plus more words
pushing 12 million
all around the world
that basically say a meteor
hits the ocean and then comes Heavenow..:)
WeLL… a long day of dance it’s been
this Sunday Sunny Day.. along with
Catholic Church.. and stores.. and stores..
and more of Katrina’s Favorite stores did come
in dance hall public dance for me.. And today’s Edit
as i am becoming a fixture of the Mall in someways
oN SunDays.. has now moved from a graphic play
edit to a Edit of Romance instead.. Hmm.. i just
wrote about this last week in deTalES oF Love..
jUSt no mall
prop until today
to better illustrate
Roses given for Romance
heHe.. when everYone gETs aLonG..
anyWay.. an interesting day long
Church.. Sunday Dinner.. and yes..
eTc.. at the stores Dance Event..
and a little disturbing catching
that dam Sign attempting
to convince folks on the
back of a pick ’em up
truck to boycott Target
’cause they hate.. they
hate change and moving
into the 21st Century with
Equal Privileges for all
humans to do stuff like
go to the Dam Bathroom
in comfort peace for whatever
Gender tHeir mind validates are
what they are.. and for some that
spells transgender as science now
indicates is an innate difference that
is just another biodiversity of God Given
Nature.. when.. free.. free.. free.. juSt to bE..
anyway.. some old crippled Fundamentalist
Christian dude with a pony tail.. came out of
the truck.. and i had to wonder how he would feel..
if they said folks with bum legs are not allowed in..
some folks just don’t get that others are in a much
different skin in view of world.. but sure.. the Jesus
did in words reported as gentile or jew.. servant or
free.. woman or man no more.. in other words gender
doesn’t matter.. you bigger dummy.. to Jesus at lEAst..
now for iSREAL
hmm.. God picked a
really tough place this go
around for me to live.. considering
how super liberal i AM.. but crap even
the Gospel of Thomas in Gnostic way
reports Jesus was a gonna make
Mary Magdalene into a man..
if so.. don’t think Jesus is
gonna be very happy
with that sign
in and sees
it noW iN any shape
form or fashion of anything
related to fear and hate.. the ignorance
in the town i live in is FucKinG EpiC.. but
hehe.. i’M even more epic.. and ‘they’ have
almost no idea who i AM now.. in my
as i for one
build with words
as organic life..
as i am a FucKinG
Tree Hugger.. with 30,000
plus pages of words.. words.. words..
online in Ocean Poem Full.. and three to four
times that much since Thanksgiving Day.. 2010..
and sure.. somewhere around 100K photos
too.. as i continue to gRow as NOWs go by..
kinda a like a Rainbow spRead bEyond of mE..
iN mE for what
i saY iSREAL..:)
WeLL.. yeah.. i guess the Facebook Algorithm
kinda outdid itself as Video Production slide slow
assistant.. with a total of three Sunday Dinners
all of that..;)
Hmm.. i’m starting to think the Facebook Algorithm
is somewhat of a dirty old man.. as it choses
automatically without any of my input
other than my mall trip photos.. yes..
audience i guess..
for the Sunday Dinner
Slide show number two..;)
Yes.. that’s one sexy
one piece Bra.. as the
understands all stuff
associated with the female
form sells.. at least at the mall..
to keep the inspiration of buying strong..
and hehe.. just a muse
oF art for me.. definitely
a best buy.. as all i
do is f iN Free..
WiLL do to keep the
arT FloWinG noW iN ZonE..;)
So.. i’M in a rush for church this morning..
up late.. sleep late.. etc.. and i AM inspired
to write a rather short short micro-micro-verse..
to go along with that.. with that Sun is Shining
Song of course2.. and what do yA knoW and FeeL..
the Facebook personal assistant provides three memories
of which the first from two years ago.. is about the same
subject i AM motivated to write this morning about Heaven
now.. it’s almost like it’s fate.. or perHaps
better penned as
FlowinG ZoNE noW..
yes.. Hakuna Matata2..
WiTh sMileS Now too..:)
Culture Clothing Sins from a year
ago STiLL.. yes.. folks are too dam
uptight and down right Bi-Polar about
the human body.. sensuality.. and sexuality2..
it’s everywHere and
they try to hide it
evil.. dirty and
all of that sin and
stuff like that when the
Gospel oF Thomas in Jesus
way says the total opposite.. to
strip down naked.. tread on yA
clothes and find God within Ya
Temple of God sAMe as Flesh and Blood
free with HeARt.. SpiRit of EmoTioNs and SeNses
wide aWake in MiNd and BoDy BaLanCinG souL..
from head to toe.. in others words.. iT is evil NoW noT..
to get naked more than it is to get clothed with culture..
then.. at least in the opinion of the Gnostic Reported
Jesus dude.. iN Thomas Gnostic Gospel way iSREAL..
WeLL.. when i was still doing
Form poetry last year..
here is the echo
in Pink Angel
WinGS.. with more
than likely more to come
in Ocean wHole Poem
way.. tomorrow or so..
as they stArted to get
allergic to all my words
at dVerse.. and thiS
them in tHeir
to stay away from Epic
PoeTry oF Y i.. is only 33
words long.. with More PiNk
Angel WinGS to come soon..
as i for one.. cannot do just one
Lay’s Potato Chip of PoEtry.. no
Matter who is trYinG tHeir
best to road rail me..
Ah.. yes.. a test for echo as art
and free continues here..
as A gifted child
to now do
then of art..
as water now to
river to Ocean whole
as Art oF Y i continues
to streAM noW iN FieLd oF
DreAMs Now FloW aS iN ZonE..:)
Missionary of Magic
Dance.. shall i say
more.. shall i step
more iN SonG of ZonE..
yes.. i can and WiLL
letter and sound..
in vocalization of symbol
of word/SonG.. but more than that..
the reach of human lAMps.. not unlike
sheLL of Nautilus that goes on in form after death..
for hundreds of millions of years..
so sure.. aLL i write
IS A literal pyramid
of words.. all i dance
when voyeur videoed as magic
steps of creativity will do when
one with God as Nature wHole as spiRAlinG
sun of i.. is KA too.. KA defeats the entropy
of death.. and goeS on as energy/FORCE to inspire oTheRs..
yes.. even in the beauty of Nautilus sHell that inspireS
even more as ARt.. as you see Art is KA oNe and sAMe.. KA
and Art is all we do to liGht the world brighter even
after we die.. and to take that last breath and
to kNow/SeNse and feel one’s breath goeS on as
Unconditional Love of ART and KA sAMe
for all otHeRs.. is to die
easy in the
arms Free.. and
WHO kNows yoU may
liVe forever and
now.. how sad iT is
that some folks wait for
Godot when Godot is wE are
uS is now i..yoU.. moVing.. conNecting
and creaTing KA and ART everMore
NoW.. ah.. time.. the illusion..
oF Gods EYes
Fire goeS on..
as Love.. as Love
flies in Infinite sMiLes
of MoVinG.. ConnEcTing and
CreaTinG more.. KA IS A fiRe
of life.. Pure is the word Katrina
and Katy and Katie too.. Christ is
just another word for KA and ArT
iN SonG and
DAncE of wE..
i AM KA.. and
AS God and close
as Mia means too..
and my last nAMe is juSt
a variation.. yes.. the real
last namE.. is jUst a variation
of the name of water and sand as
silt that says Lahmu and Lahamn sAMe..
the first human symboled name for GOD..
and sure.. my real First name Frederick..
means Peaceful Ruler.. and real middle
name Arthur means strong now..
but you see.. all of this
is KA is ArT is liGht
it is not the shell
of the Nautilus that counts..
it is the beauty we feel
and sense of sHeLL as
go on now as
noW a Ray
as after i die..
i will continue to
SinG and DancE the
Egyptian of BeFoRe..
i never die..
unless i only
care about a separate
self that is not connected
in moving ways as all of creation wHole..
sAdly.. those folks who have that illusion of
separateness.. often fail to generate much KA/ART
cannot noW FeeL
and SeNSe.. and
kNow the greater liGht
of KA and ArT as sAME God
wHo lives within free ShiNinG
BriGhter and BriGhter forevermorenow..
And this my friEnds is why Jesus said
as reported by otHErS that tHeRe wiLL
be those of wE who do greater works
of Art than hE.. as thaT is
how the KA
less.. in we
who kNow and
FeeL.. and SeNse
no boundaries of
bEfore as God is
Free to Be More
and Free.. and
sure.. Heaven is
juST a natural
of God’s KA
of Kashmir REAL..:)
As.. the EN name test
thingy says.. matching
some lyrics thaT rePreSent
mY liFe now.. by saYinG..
“Forever trust in who we
are and nothing else
matters”.. i noW say..
That’s about the
size oF iT..
NoW anD thE
rest of NaTuRe
aLL sAME as GOD..
and SPeaKinG of WanDs
and MaGiC and Harry Potter..
i read the new double book in
less than aN hoUr and i MusT
say iT’s oKay.. but it didn’t reALLy
tHrill me of course.. as i alReaDy
Do iSreal liFe mAGiC HAnd iN HAnd
wiTh iSREAL.. God aLL noW juST NoW..:)
Ashe shares a
of one hit wonders from
the decade of the 2000’s
and i say..
A star.. If they
Find it and
Nature now of
Your FB posts
As never ending
Stories noW and paintings.. Etc.. Now
i am a Zero
As i for OnE
Will never spiRAl
All so true
You are groWing
As light.. My friEnd..
As light works toGetHeR
And never separate as Dark
As DArk is
Ha.. no way did i help Saudia
Arabian friend get back into the
bar.. friend.. Zee.. even if i could..
And i hope he got home safe.. it’s
really sad over here in America.. how
much alcohol is glamorized as something
positive.. and all the drugs folks use for their
somatic pains.. when much of the answer truly
can be in mind and body balance.. including un-
repressing emotions.. senses.. and yes.. sexuaLiTy
too.. as free and unafraid to connect with all of God
of Nature free.. and truly too.. letting go in art of moving..
as there need be no instruction or lesson in that other than
what God Brings natural.. innate.. instinctual and intuitive to
be free.. and i live the life of Heaven now.. my friEnd as it is
the natural gift that humans
have.. when they simply
escape.. under a tree.. as
cave if they must retreat to
look within.. or for me a beach
that no longer houses footprints
of culture down the way past condos
that say.. we will hold you prisoner in
these four walls and ceiling same.. Now
the gift has always wild and free noW
been God.. my
friend.. and you
too of course too..
Zee.. the gift of
God is how
the SonG and
this is not something
that can be found in words alone..
this is the God who lives free within
us.. hoping.. just hoping.. we see within
once again.. as God does not like to be
imprisoned in us.. as ‘they’ make uS be
in many cultures and religions same..
God is the wild and free part
in us.. that says
you like it or not..
and trUly in the U.S.A..
those of us who escape all
the instant gratifications of escape..
can find this place of heaven one day
soon.. and like me and God toGeTheR they
WiLL SmiLe as Wide as the UnivErse in God’s
greaTeST gift we can possibly kNOw.. seNse.. and FeeL
noW.. mY FriEnd Zee and that is FucKinG LiFe noW..
with no other
than GOD ALLONE..
and yes.. i FucK WitH
people’s minds MucH
in hopes they eventuALLy
fiNd Heaven noW too.. as Now
any helpful fool or clown WiLL Do..
employed by God @lEast to hELp..
WitH FucKinG iF yoU seeK iN GoD..
no one can make anyone do that
unless they trUly SeeK God
within noW Free
but FREE.. NOW.. now..
the answers have alWays
been in the language of God
that is Nature.. mY friEnd Zee..
and when anyone suggests that
nature is anything less than
holy and sacred
IS A good
are lying for
and will be mean…
to gain their means..
Serve God or words of
men.. i choose God and
the language of Nature iSREAL..
but sure i read it all as all is God2..:)
witH Search in
the middle but had to
cOme baCK uP to fiNd
the Pyramid capstone and
tree the sAme noW FriEnd aS
Search for liGht iN eYes of otHeRs..
goeS on and on.. as i look for more
words to accompany Kashmir in eYes
of YoUrs.. and funny how some males make
women only a patch of moisture in V of life to enter
with A of wHoles.. when the UniVerse of EmoTioNs
and SeNses and kNOWinG livVs aBove more than bElow…
and sAMe as BeLoW iS JuSt a SpArk of energy as FoRce
that stARts Now
the sHeBanG noW
oF aLL oF us.. and
patches of moisture
in V’s that hOld no eYes..
so have a nice day the feathered sleep..
with vines and roots that reach aCrossDeeP…:)
‘Take the Wrong Planet home’..
WeLL.. reAlly since age of 5 beFore
school.. i did not really fully
stArt the paths and
of school and work
that sure had some
liGht in dArk of YiN
and yANg Balance too..
until A fiRe of soUL cAMe
to Calgon take me aWay then
from that Wrong Planet tHere..
33 months of hermit crab to look
within.. loSinG the sights and sounds
in God’s/NatUre’s Burning Fire from feet to
Trigeminal Nerve with zero
of school and work
blinded within.. and only
without sight and sounds of
culture would i find my way
back home to God/NaTure
of 2008 then..
to withstand the
pain for writing one
word on ThanksGivinG
day of November 2010.. witH
a spArk provided iN EmoTioNs
of dwindle fire of SoUl From
Katy Perry’s Firework SonG
in 2010.. all that’s left of HeaRt
then and SpiRit to
wHole flaMe. then..
so.. i go to the Wrong
Planet online with onLy
a list of words.. that sTart
to GroW as empty sHeLLs wITh
little soUl.. thaT fEeLs and SeNses
God iSREAL.. the empty shells grow
and grow.. into 5 plus million more..
and when 6 comes or close to
6 i eXplodeS on 7222013.. and
spiRiT oF heARt
spark of i..
in blog on March
10th of 2013.. aS liGht
of SpARk of F Y i.. in perspective
oF y i.. to GroW soMe moRE liGht
of i.. soon to flood like Nile waters more..
now coming to the 42nd month point on
September 11th of 2016.. close to
12 million words of dArk and liGht
wHole.. by 6 year point on
day 2016.. too..
with reaching out
to 4 million words of
longest long form poem ever
in witness of God and Nature
sAMe in Ocean wHole poem
named SonG oF mY SoUL
and KATiE MiA FredericK!iI..
wHere yes.. ‘Take the Wrong
Planet Home’ now makes the
694th Macro-Verse of Ocean
wHOle Poem noW complete with
this Micro-Verse.. with Micro-Micro
Verses.. of words alone with different
meanings and Micro-Micro-Micro Verses
of Letters in smaLLest Particles of Words
of Waves Of Verses of Ocean wHoLe poem
change long and short
i of me
foRnow aS liGht..:)
And sure.. i’LL
quote Led Zeppelin’s
SonG Kashmir in full
as 9 minutes and 6 seconds
of celebration of juST thaT of
SonG that cAMe on the gym radio
at the first of the 8 month in 2013..
goes into making that photo of me..
coming out of pain.. with the shark
teeth of i in rift eye.. thAt noW floWS oNce aGAin
iN streAMs of Yellow desert eYes of
SuN of and as Beach SpRinG once
Again i.. wHere
6 month June
lives aS oNe
in eYes of Fearless
Love thAT iSREAL noW i..:)
“Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream
I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been
To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen
They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed
Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace, whose sounds caress my ear
But not a word I heard could I relate, the story was quite clear
Oh, I been flying… mama, there ain’t no denyin’
I’ve been flying, ain’t no denyin’, no denyin’
All I see turns to brown, as the sun burns the ground
And my eyes fill with sand, as I scan this wasted land
Trying to find, trying to find where I’ve been.
Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream
Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream
My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon, I will return again
Sure as the dust that floats high in June, when movin’ through Kashmir.
Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear
When I’m on, when I’m on my way, yeah
When I see, when I see the way, you stay-yeah
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, when I’m down…
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well I’m down, so down
Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there
Let me take you there. Let me take you there”
God oF Y i..:)
SiGns arE everYwHeRE..;)
“So true. I think we reduce many things including the uniqueness
of each person on this planet. Love isn’t the same as sex,
sex isn’t the same as love. Let’s reinvent what it means to be real.”
i quote Candice and say..
What it means to
WeLL.. iT appears.. Zee that i AM
the first one in 2016.. to hear
your words heRE and
and i muSt say
that words are most
certainly powerful with
Force to heal.. power to deceive..
power to inspire misery and suffering
and power to love without hold of fear..
but discernment is the fire inside that
hOlds the truth ReNeWeD aWay from
words as essence iS all that’s
trUe in liGht oF
words aS liGht of True..
SomE soUls heAr more of
discerning liGht as TrUe.. sOme
heAr less.. but the key for me alWays
is any words that lead to fear and hate..
and harm.. and misery and suffering no matter
who or what they come from are words of hell
as there is no other way
in fear and hate
away from fearless love
that is only healing intent and
purpose to rise liGht instead of
fAll of dARk mY friEnd.. but sure tHat
is onLY mY discernment and no rule
for anyone else.. as the first step to
it is the
as essence is free
and alWays groWing
in liGht.. any word as last
is dArkest words oF aLL
the bigger words are
often the ones that lead
to hell so dArk on this eArth..
that essence drOwns in words beFore..
TrUe and liGht
oUr souL sinGs
aS HeARt.. oF SpiRit
FeeLinG and eXpreSsinG
REal.. iN A BaLAnCinG oF miNd
and BoDy soUL iSREAL iSNOW
Facebook Friend Florence says
and i quote her
“There’s a movie out about a girl named Florence
who doesn’t realise that everyone is just actually
laughing at her supposed talent. I’m trying
not to take it personally.”
And i say
And i go on to say..
And if anyone
as that makes
you an excellent comedian..
and they are often the most
appreciated talents oF aLL..:)
noThing liKe iT
’cause iT’s ALL FReED..
And now i say in somewhat systemizing and
feeling words as knowing and sensing words
too of art and science that humans are social
animals.. and all social animals who are healthy
strive to be accepted by the group.. as being accepted
out in the wild of innate.. instinct.. and intuition means survival
to work toGetHer for basic subsistence to even live.. so this is
how lies gain hold when language in written words and collective
intelligence and art of culture growS in walls and ceilings of what is
before.. and remains the same now as stagnate walls and ceilings that
trap the souls of hUman Social Animals away from free.. would it have made
any difference if i approached the good old boy from down south and his fundamentalist
ways.. if i gave him all the facts of scientific evidence and even historical sacred text about
the dude Jesus to show him how ignorant his sign of hate and fear of God of Nature
Bio-Diversity in humans of transgender is all natural God and Nature work sAME
that is down right and wrong silly to be feared and hated same..
well.. of course not.. as his social group he leans on
for perceived social animal survival
propagates and supports
these lies.. to
fear and hate..
and yes.. tHeRe
are more progressive
groups of hUman soUls
who see different.. who see more
of God as Holy and Sacred Nature sAMe..
but here’s the thing.. the little children he brOught
on his dArk travels to the restaurant with him
yesterday may tomorrow see farther in real
Greek Apocalypse original definition
of that term as lifting the
veil of ignorance..
to bRing human
as here’s the thing..
those children may not
find any support in walls
and ceilings of churches that
hOld the human free HeARt..
SpiRiT and SoUl in mInd noW
and BoDy BaLanCinG wayS
to SensE and FeeL iN
CreAtinG ways thAt
aLL of Nature
whole with noW
of God’s hOMe
wHOle.. that iS
all that is now..
as Ocean WhoLe way of Life..
but yes.. tHere IS A smARt phone
that some geeks and nerds and
artists too.. invented to
terms there is
and acceptance for the
different among us as God’s
wHole hoMe sEt Free AS NoW..
and tHere is Hope of the World iN
noW.. In social support to Grow a gLobal
soUl of hUmans in SpiRit of HeARt that
is no longer trapped in the
and sure thAT
is not juST not
iS Separation of goD
whOle of NaturE tHeRe is
Anti-God words/sentiment away from GOD..
it’s Kinda aS Simple as thaT.. reAlly God whole
paths.. that lead now
to hell on Earth.. Now the
other way IS A Heaven hOme
noW.. anD thE cAll is loud and
BeinG heARd as WE SPEAK
aWay from lies
and ceilings that
priSon hUman soUls
aWay from FReEDoM noW RinGs..:)
Hi.. Candice.. thanks for tagging me
in your inspirational Facebook status
on the fear some humans have of differences
among other humans and how others let live and live..
and others are so abhorrent
kill the different
among us.. and of course
the dwindling empathy that is
evident even in science studies that
show a reduction of 30% or so of empirical
measures of human empathy in the last few
decades among college age students.. use it or
lose it applies as far as nurture goes.. but be born
this way or that way is how nature goes.. and some
folks are born more fearful of change less and more
and others are more hopeful for change more and less
than the other folks and the circle goes on.. in gridlock
of culture where some folks agree and others may
never agree as they see the world more in fear
of change than hope in different in lots of
stuff life.. and this is not only visible
in secular culture.. it is also visible
in religion even in
that totally contradict
each other with a health
care system of soul that kinda
works some of the now.. and kinda
sucks other of the now.. depending on
the environment one iS in and how tHeir
nature rolls as evolving too.. in a culture that
is constantly changing.. the great thing about the
Internet is tHeRe IS A poTenTial safety net of social
support available for almost anyone of difference if long
they search.. and of course can communicate well enough
to be understood in whatever art of form that comes in.. of course..
the bad thing about the Internet is it separates us from the Natural
human propensity that says 60 to 90 percent of reciprocal social
communication iS in non-verbal language from head to toe..
in other words without even a face to go along with
the text online.. there is much missing that
could go a long long way to
bind folks together
the golden rule
as human touch..
so.. if a person now
like me inhabits an area
like i live.. which is somewhere
around 80% red state conservative
pull.. as there are three military bases
and once what is the area with the most
churches per square mile where churches
in general are made for structure and same
for comfort of minds that fear different in the
world.. i was a like a mushroom in sand
of desert that had no room to grow..
it took a lot of Internet space
to light my WinGS.. and
oh God.. lots of
to look like i’m what
the good old boys say
IS A handful ya don’t wanna
mess with or you get your A kicked
in a heartbeat of those legs.. that
are kinda solid.. let’s just say.. as
half a ton leg pressed 33 reps
will bring.. on the other hand
i would have been more
milestone of 6 foot
or so 235LB linebacker
delicately balleting dance..
6000 miles in 3 years soon..
everywhere i go.. in deliverance
town.. hehe.. coming out on the other
side unscathed in my ballerina skin.. haha..
Anyway.. when i was a youth in middle school..
the way smiles were extinguished among males
was threat of physical abuse.. and now on the
Internet group think can suck in hoards of
fear and hate.. to spread tHeir
message of fear..
the same human
Nature of my good old
New Jerusalem town here in
the new Israel melting pot of the
U.S. of A.. and i use the psychology
of Nurture and provide the evil
or crazy Karmic eye that
say in innate.. and
i AM a handful
and nah.. you don’t
wanna try to take my
freedom of expression
away in any shape.. fashion
or form of that.. it takes a strong
person to be free in this world my
friend and stay that way.. as the Yin
and Yang of human Nature is not going
away as long as we are human.. tHeRe
are benefits to the conservative mind and
liberal mind too.. hehe but yeah.. i am a
Shiva dancer2.. from Kali2 real in fierce and
free too.. haha.. smiles my friend.. the answer
is to accept it all and live like a river knoWing and feeLinG/seNsing
now that the stone that hits the water.. eventually becomes sTill water
too.. as the mushroom that thrives with water.. and wilts with desert water
to survive.. in what
comes what may..
helped me to make
the decision to leave a Wrong
Planet and never go back.. as it was
an ocean of nurture that was different than
me.. so i understand the nurture now better
and live and let live.. and seriouSLy.. i laugh more
and more at the differences of human being that
make what is is.. as the great play workS on.. where the water swims me..
as a thriving mushroom who once did not really exist at all in the desert of New
Winks.. i AM a
and even have a photo
oF iT coming to my latest
Macro-Verse ‘Take the Wrong
Planet Home”.. too both in flesh/
form my fRiend.. all Natural i WiLL
liVe fore Free in a world that i FReED
NOW in never land never ending story oF Y i..;)
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Hi.. Victoria.. thank you my FriEnd..
for wading down through around
240 photos.. and 16,666 words
through the main post
nice words of appreciation
again.. and a pleasure it was
to link your nice “To My Friend”
poem as My FriEnd is one
of my favorite phrases to
say.. as of course
and oh my Goodness..
we have been thigh high in
jars around this household for
the last couple of weeks as wife
Katrina picked about 50LBs of Pears
off a farm.. earlier this month.. and has been
happily canning away with jars over a week
now.. the smell of pears is everywhere with
every kind of Pear concoction one can
imagine.. it seems.. so i am fresh
for pear prompt
and liNks Now..
and jUst scanned
the prompt to see if you
are linked there.. no Victoria
yet.. but will be finding your next
offering soon to reciprocate.. as rarely
do i fail to reciprocate social communication
in mutual appreciation but being reTired witH
a wife who allows me to be Peter Pan basicAlly
allows me the opportunity to be friends with everyone
as any Peter Pan child at heart would love to be.. so see
ya later friend.. and hope you are having an awesome night
as i am sure your children are getting ready soon for the new
year of school.. if they are not already engaged in homework yet..
iN SonG and poEtry
Dance as Pan SinGs
a free SonG of FoRest noW..
and speaKing of rest i have done
about 111,000 words in the last
three weeks and am just about
empty of words.. but no.. now
i wRite oN noW
as streAM of consciousness
wriTinG just goes goes goeS onoW..;)
Your house must smell great with all the canning! Yeah, I think I’m going to skip this one because my kids are back in school this week and I’ve been busy with that. But will try to post as often as I can. I’m returning to school too so will have to slow down a bit on WordPress – spending too much time on it. Thanks again for linking- really awesome!
Hi.. my new Friend Victoria.. thanks so much
for coming by again.. and yes.. real life calls..
sMiLes.. and tHeRe is no creativity greater for the
human species than raising a family and dedicating
as much time and effort to that as possible.. hehe.. and
back in the days when i worked even with just a wife and
no children.. the only thing i had creative energy enough for
was playing a little snow boarding game over and
over on the computer.. before i fell asleep
either watching/reading the TV or the
paper as stereotypical
i guess of back then..
50’s male head of the
household bread winner
thingy.. but sadly.. i wasn’t
creating anything really.. not even
a generation of adults to come.. something
was missing my friend.. with workaholic me.. that
died somewhere along the line.. and it was my heARt..
mY SpiRit.. and my personal best fRiend the self of mY soUL..
i thiNk and FeeL that it is great that you are directing more of
your energies to what raising a family demands.. as once again..
tHere is no greater love i can imagine than doing that mY friEnd..
my wishes are for you to have continued great success wHeRe Love counts..:)
You’re so sweet, thanks!
WeLL.. theRe’s a prompt
at dVerse about Jars.. and yes..
Jars or any prompt will do for a perSon
with Imagination and creativity with no limits..
But Jars isn’t exactly enough prompt for me to go
go go.. to stARt now at 12:12 am on 8162016.. so i’LL
go anotHeR route now of walk this way.. yes.. the
experience of being a human primate IS
A wonderful way of life..
iS fully BaLanCinG
and yA float like a Butterfly
and can StinG liKe a Bee if need
be.. and paRt of the art of my Nude
photography is assessing empiricAlly
how my body in form expresSinG the Art
oF F Y i.. in essence yes.. GroWS as form
as nows go by.. and in many ways preventing
the entropy of essence of heARt and Spirit
and mInd and BoDy BaLanCinG soUl that is all
too recognizable among my peers who i now and then
meet up with at the mall benches who are now sitting
sitting tHere rotting until the game goes off.. wHere
only mirror neurons get a nuance of the art of MoVinG
ConNecTinG and creAtinG liFe off of juSt a flat screen
wHere one lives vicariously in the direction.. production
and actors of someone else’s play.. that is very sad to me..
and in fact back in my Old Health Science Major days that went
along with my other two degrees of Anthropology.. and Social Sciences
Interdisciplinary a full 33 years ago.. in double Bachelor of Arts Degrees
and single Bachelor of Science degree in Health Science then.. in a class
for exercise physiology and the massaging and other therapies that go along with
that.. the teacher spoke to Rolfing.. otherwise known as deep tissue massage for
folks who don’t even move enough to feel tHeir own frigging body much and that is
really.. really sad when they do not have a disability that would allow them
otherwise to move and feel the ecstasy in a dance of life from
head to toe.. of truly in FeeLInG and SenSinG way tHere
is comparison to anything that lives
just in symbols
life in only
mirror neuron way..
a major reason why i am
so dam happy.. is ’cause my
body is finally tuned to walk
whatever way it chooses to do in
balance without even any thOught required..
as truly the body is mind as much as the head
is mind when ya use the whole dam thing.. so anyway..
tonight at the gym.. my young college pre-med student
friend who is a nice Pacific Islander girl who works there
asked me for a link to my poetry site.. and i only
felt it appropriate to say no..
as it is a military
all of that..
and i do not take
any chances of folks
Bringing me down by suggesting
i have some kind of nefarious intentions
away from epic art from head to toe as
free and passionate as it can go..
so.. i told her no.. as i did
not feel she would be
open to that as
some folks are
not.. some folks
can see the human body
as art and others see more
nefarious intent in a free expression
of human sensuality from head to toe.. now..
and that’s okay.. as long as all is consensual
in restricted links.. where art is for choice and
not by force.. as it is kinda a touchy subject to do
this art.. but here’s the thing.. i have no guilt about
my body.. as many people do who are uncomfortable in their own
skin and that is one of the saddest parts of life.. i too know all
too well as for many years.. i didn’t even feel comfortable enough to
be at ease even standing in one position tall and straight when in close
proximation of other folks.. which of course is pARt of the Autism Spectrum
conditions too.. but use it or lose it applies.. the human body has a great
deal of potential in neuroplastic and epigenetic adaptation if properly challenged
in environmental struggle.. so i use my body wHOle in MoVinG connecTinG and creaTinG
art aS well.. and when one’s whole body and aLL iTs Functions move and float easy
like a butterfly on land.. fearless is what comes next..
as being uncomfortable in one’s own skin..
is a major dam source of generalized
anxiety.. as it is the body
that gets anxious
as the brain
a pin prick
when worked on
as open brain surgery
will do… the body keeps
score of all we do and sense
and feel.. and we have the greaTest
opportunity for heaven now.. when the
body does become a temple of God and Nature
essence sAMe.. wHere we become free Lions
of the Savannah now.. walking
this way free
again in our
own skin.. so sad..
so sad beyond sad now
as liVing thriVing noW
flesh and blood.. iSREAL..:)
The trusty Facebook Algorithm provides
a quick video/slideshow rehash of the photo
journey of my work-out last night.. and ends
at a photo of multi canning jars for more and
more of Katrina’s Pears for a coming Jar prompt
from dVerse i am doing my best to get red hot
inspired for.. but at this point the most
i can relate in inspiring way is
Christina Perri’s song
named ‘Jar of
surely that will
be a theme
is to come
of HeARt foR noW
of course.. wRite
on course as
of Ocean Whole Poem..
SonG of mY SoUL STiLL
approaching 4 million words
and under the eclipse still of
the approach of 12 million total
words since Thanksgiving day
of 2010 when this whole writing
exploration started in the Birth
of me in E-Land getting more into
full gear when i added my baby photo
with bright eyes and smiles on Christmas
Day of 2010 in hopes of regaining the rebirth
of my soUl that came to much fuller fruition on
July 22nd 2013 with at the end of February of
2013.. a worded spark blogged as perspective
of my soul.. on March 10, 2013 in KATiE
MiA/Aghogday Googlel Blogger Blog
as such in Witness for the God of
All online of course spreading
world wide wherever the
words go next.. and
of life number 42 in
months.. specifically for
that on the turn of 911
in 2016 in September
way then.. with 6000
miles of dance in
close to 3 years
coming a little
later than that
but whose counting
hehe.. maybe by the
equinox and birthdate of
my conception too then..
around the 21st or so.. and
yes consummation in pre-marriage
way too with the Goddess Isis incarnate
now.. hehe.. as the metaphors for poetry
that really shouldn’t be taken always literally
not unlike the much smaller Bible that i have
already exceeded in 14 times of length in total
words online.. and oh my God 140 times in length
past of Kuran size with its very limited vocabulary of
only about 2000 words.. so the it’s going down for real
iN SonG of
Words and DancE
oF Life as well.. just
reminiscing baby like
a Jar of HeArt come back to LiFE..:)
And speaKing of HeArt as another micro-micro verse of Micro-Verse of Macro VERSE of Ocean WHOLE poem starts here.. kinda how the UniVerse works ya know in whole form too.. free style verse in Uni-Verse style2 of course.. this photo here is not one of
Yellow Boy in a cat carrier for the vet.. this is
Yellow Boy’s Son.. who interestingly came
up out of the woods on Christmas Day
of 2012.. shortly after that Mayan
Winter Solstice Special Day
of 2012.. and i gained
some affection for this
cat as my heARt was trying
so hard to come back.. same
as it was doing with Yellow Boy
and Moby cat too.. and sure2 Arthur
the Noble inside outside cat too.. and
Sunny Boy here was injured by the 6 LB
wonder Oreo Cat around the block.. who was
not even afraid of human beings and would stand
his ground with them.. yes.. scrapped up our Sunny
Boy friend here tearing the skin away from his head
that is not visible in this photo here.. and so sadly when
the Vet checked him for wildlife feral kitty diseases.. he
came back positive for Kitty Aids which is even
worse than Feline Leukemia.. and the
doctor suggested putting him down
so he would not infect all the
other neighborhood kitties..
and would surely go down
hill fast with his
and it was so
hard to make this
decision for me that
a breakthrough came and
i had one tear for the first time
in over 5 years.. when this photo
was actually taken in early April
2013.. and for the first time after
that in the gym my legs felt strong
and i realized it was the absence of
my emotions that was making me feel
weak from head to toe for all those years..
as emotions ARE WHAT MOVES US AND
MAKES US STRONG.. STRONG STRONG..
IN PRO-SOCIAL WAY.. resilient as a mama
Grizzly Bear in human form to what will come
next.. and sure.. when you have emotions you
can take this for granted but when you lose them
all bets are off.. as when you lose them there are
not even any memory of emotions ’cause memories
of emotions are literally emotions too.. so zilch zero..
until they come back and if you wonder why folks
who they call emo.. who have lost their
emotions cut themselves and such
as that you will never understand
until for whatever reason
you.. yourself.. lose
like Lazarus in hell
without a drop to drink..
as even my worst pain known
to humankind.. Type Two Trigeminal
Neuralgia from wake to sleep like a dentist
drill in my eye and ear with no novocaine was
preferable to the numb death alone of no emotions
for home of heARt.. SpiRit and soUL DEAD IN LIFE..
YES.. they offered to block the nerve in my face.. but
i refused as the potential for paralysis of face could
come and Jesus F. iN Christ i already could not
feel any emotional affect in my face.. so
it was already F. iN dead enough in
life.. so yes.. i take the
Jar of bLack heart
by Christina Perri
serious.. oh so dam
serious as a real life
Dark Joker might say..
back then at least in HELL FOR iSREAL..
but now heaven sMiLes as i for iSREAL2..:)
Lion King Disrobing!.. Macro Verse memory here
from two years ago.. and next time you make
fun of a stripper.. yA might consider that Jesus
as reported in the Gnostic Gospel of Thomas
of Jesus literally promoted stripping your clothes
off and treading on them with no shame as the only
way to find God within.. and sure that likely means all
of cultural clothes too.. but like all gospels of Jesus it was
written decades after he died in Greek writing.. later translated
into English way in the 1800’s when when fragments were first
discovered in the Dead Sea Scrolls up to this verse 37 about
the stripping then.. and all 114 verses were recovered in
1959.. and in this version of the life of Jesus.. there
are no frigging myths about a resurrection
or healing blind folks or bringing folks
back from the dead.. that was obviously
added in to sell the story as all marketers
emotionally hyperbole their goods.. as we
all see in spam online too.. ugh.. just got
some on twitter.. and yeah.. some dude from
Africa thought i was Katrina hehe.. and wanted
to friend me.. and the first line was hi pretty..
and i told ’em hehe.. no pretty here.. just
a full grown dude martial artist.. and he
acted duh and said what??? so yeah..
i am employed by the real God and
work 24/7.. ain’t got no time for
folks in either a meat/
meet market.. or
they wouldn’t wanna
see me really now go
off and turn some tables
as all of it would go flying
everywhere like a round table
of Wookiieees going off.. hehe..
so wHere was i.. yes.. these are the
same Jar of Hearts like folks as Christina
says in bLack way who are just hoping to
score some bucks or some God dam flesh
for use.. for use.. and using without no soul..
but again.. often they know not what they do
as having no soul.. as i know all too well from
losing it before.. after two years of constant
fight or flight stress with stress hormones
like acid on the brain and body
destroying me from head
to soul.. i wouldn’t wanna
be them.. and you
can bet your ass if they
could live one second in the
Heaven i live in now.. and had
to go back to the dead hell they live
in now.. that is just for bucks and ugh..
using flesh of other folks.. they would
scream to God now to the top of the UniVerse..
please.. please.. PLEASE NOW.. GOD LET
ME GO BACK TO THE PLACE FRED LIVES
NOW.. and hell.. i am not kidding as i have been
to this hell
they live in now..
it is as FucKinG
real as a hornED
of tar bLack oiLed
bird of always sunk
in dead eye empty never
ever filled but empty empty
empty always looking for a
UP out of down hell now.. anyWay..
on a liGhter note for sMiles like
Megan Trainor says.. i
be anyone but
Fredly as a few
of my bar Friends from
Seville have said.. i really
cannot blame them for literally
saying they wanna be like me2..
hmm.. there is another song for
that too.. and perhaps it’s now for that2..;)
As synchronicity continues to flow
with this post here Giver! of
LIGHT LIBERTY WILLIFE’SACRED
LOVE TRUTH.. it’s true.. unless you really
love yourself and have empathy and
compassion for yourself all filled
up you are not going to have much
to give.. in fact you are most always
gonna look to take.. in ways of bucks
and flesh instead of giving heARt..
in iSREAL SpiRit of ExpreSsinG
senses and emotions true..
and sure that applies
equally to sexuality
too.. where the empathy
is in enjoying the woman’s
pleasure.. at least for the
man that is me.. and instead
of bang bang.. by bye.. it’s
all bout me.. fuck you and less..
and nothing really at all.. but flesh..
ugh.. one night stands are the coldest
after stands of all.. that lay in dark jar heart..
hmm.. perhaps i’m getting revved up for that
dVerse prompt on Jars too.. as i rave on here..
or is it rant.. more like rave for me in truly giving
way.. AS i am always filled up with Love baby.. got
all i need from the real God iSREAL NATURE SAME
SIMPLY with working with my God given Human Nature
instead of against the gravity of thAT and gravity as whole
as i continue to butterfly float on terrestrial land in dance
of God iSREAL.. so this ‘Giver’ movie a couple of years
ago REALLY INSPIRED me as the dArk and
light and ‘tween shades of grey and hues
of beYond rainbow colors of EmoTioNs
in all the valued nuances come free
as they do to me kNoW.. Now no
longer am i just a fact
person as scientist..
i am a full fledged
giver HeaRtist who
kNows and most
importantly FeeLs and
seNses the full value of
EmoTions and SeNses that
make Heaven now.. this ain’t
no empty play of sHells of words
in hell dark.. bent to only manipulate
others with fear for reproductive controls
and material gains.. this is the hUman
HeARt.. and SpiRit of EmoTioNs SuNG
like a Harp oF God on Fire.. in lighTed
Fred talk way.. of MiNd and BoDy soUl
from head to Fred’s SoUl.. now.. okay hehe..
laugh.. live and love.. and do play noW as heaven
IS As real as a puppy dog’s smile in eYes of Child..:)
And hell yes..
if you can.. do
cartwheels on river
front land.. as Katrina
does on the River Front
i was raised on off good old
WiLLinG Street of Down town
Milton of sTiLL way back when..
a year ago too..
WeLL.. this MacroVerse from a year ago..
is worth it to me at least..
to just see Katrina
play some more
in photos of River
Front home place
some more more more..
and wRite on topic of
Synchronicity and heARt
Jars full of EmoTioN rather
than empty bLack duSt of
Christina Perri’s bLlack heARt
Jar from her psychopathic leaning
cold bLack heart boyfriend as ugh.. portrayed
in her wedding bLack video there.. experiencing
a full range of pro-social EmoTioNs AnD SenSes
as super regulated and integrated iN the Art of
MoVinG ConNecTinG and CreAtinG ways of
heARt spiRit FeeLinG and ExpresSinG thAt
HeArt and MiNd and BoDy soUl BaLanCinG
Now IS A PATH TO PERSONAL HEAVEN
NOW THAT YOU CAN BET YOUR bLackest
bottom pit soUl is worth SeeKinG.. FinDinG
and alWays practicing noW.. as an aRt
of Heaven eternAlly noW alWays iSREAL
and ready to GIVE.. SHARE.. GIVE.. SHARE
AND GIVE SOME more and next thing ya kNoW
yA jusT witnessed a full 42 months for the GoD
that iSREAL.. and ya didn’t have to hang in the
streets at all two times if ya did it yourself aS one
iN the flesh world.. as online yA only get
banned for speaking to the
power of tears and heARt
as literally happened to
me last July as fully
in Ocean full Poem way..
on the Wrong Planet Website..
and then later in the Fall of last
year at dVerse they deleted me there
when the literally thinking so-called Christian/
other administrators who only wanted a real story
about change.. said my metaphor for being
reborn on an Island instead of the usual
way out of the cave.. was not real enough
change for her/him.. well what she/he doesn’t understand
weLL is the metaphor for reborn as Jesus.. is FucKinG
real and not a FucKinG zombie tale about literal
resurrection from the dead as sold as hyperbolic
marketing myth for just a humble yogi-like teacher
then who escaped the dead soul hands of cultural
camel and needle of HeARt.. SpiRit and soUL
way back then.. as this same real life story
has been told in almost every spiritual
culture to date in similar stories
like this too.. and i was just
illustrating it one more way
in poetry then.. and even after
i FucKinG spoon-fed the meaning
to those.. blind and deaf folks in
what Jesus was even meaning
way back when as any Gnostic
Gospel of Thomas reported Jesus
would too.. they FucKinG hung
me out on the streets as deleted..
and it only inspired me more to witness
for God on every God dam link for an
entire year.. with rarely ever anyone reciprocating
any words with me.. and when they do like the lady
Victoria recently has.. actually taken the time and
effort just to scroll down and say hi.. i honor these
people greatly as i Know and feel for sure if
Jesus really lived through a crucifixion they
too would have given him a drop of water
of human kindness.. as real FucKinG
humans do.. seriously i FucKinG
poeticAlly gave gifts of Love to
all these folks for an entire
FucKinG year.. and i couldn’t
find hardly anyone human enough
just to come to my place to say hi..
and i guarantee you most of it was
’cause i go long.. and go nude as
well as any real ‘Christian’ of God
wild and free will do.. and now of
course in restricted link as the Caesar’s
newer and freer laws of the land do allow
in the Good oLd U.S. oF A.. new ISRAEL
and New Jerusalem here too now.. it ain’t alWays
easy being a witness for the Real NAKED GOD
WILD AND FREE.. but the pay is Love of GiVinG
and never ever empty bLack Jar of HeArt for ME
ME ME ME.. TO SHARE AND GIVE MORE MORE MORE..:)
And speaking of more more more.. well yes..
there is more more more.. by Andrew True connection
who gave it her all in MoVinG ConNecTing and creATinG
FOR otHers yes2.. as a porn star way back when.. and she had
no guilt for doing this as she was simply sharing the liGht of her
sexualiTy with others for Giving and ShaRing.. and no doubt like
the priests and pastors who make a living at getting folks to the pews
she did it in the let’s just say.. arrears too.. at times or whatever worked to
get the Loving Job of shaRinG SeNsuaLiTy dOne.. no less than the peaceful
loving equAlly God created Bonobo does with a FucKinG Jar FULL OF FUCKING
HEART FROM HEAD TO TOE.. as science clearly shows that the bonobo diffuses
all aggression and violence with simply SEXUALITY FROM HEAD TO TOE WITH
NO HOLDS BARRED FOR LOVE OF SENSUALITY that does as science shows
creates more oxytocin loving touch of social bonding when done all
consensual of course like the Bonobo does grow in peace
and harmony of Love from head to toe..
so.. you have to wonder if
Jesus came back
to somewhere like..
let’s just say a Muslim
country where yA cannot touch
a non-family member of the opposite sex until
you get sold off to sometimes non-consensual
institutionalized rape.. the REAL ISA AS THEY
SAY IN MUSLIM WAY.. per that Islam book of
the Dark Hearted Jar dude Muhammad who
chopped heads for a living and literally
raped the wives of killed husbands
in warring ways after giving them
some time to mourn
cold jar soul..
for flesh of domination
and dead heart eyes..
no different than the
Muhammad in now
Christina Perri’s video
except at least Christina
in this case was no FucKinG
6 year old little girl just waiting
to get consumed at 9 years old
by a pedophile then.. kinda tame
in comparison huh.. in wedding
dress raped way..
sick in the
head/body in so many
lying cultural environmental
ways.. they will even love female
genital mutilation in other twisted
sick so-called Loving Peaceful
Muslim ways.. and see it as self
esteem never to have vaginal
clitoris pleasure again.
as holy as such
by God for
one reason and
one FeeLinG only
and that is Pleasure
free through the life span
as such.. anyway.. Ms.. Andrea
does have a much more True connection
than Muhammad ever did.. she consensually
brought pleasure to many men and likely some
women along the way too.. that as science shows
diffuses still.. frustration.. discontent.. aggression and
violence too.. so why the FucK do you think there is sTiLL
so much frustration.. aggression.. violence.. and warring
still going on over ‘there’.. well if it was against the law over
here to hold a girl’s hand until she was sold to you by her
parents so so far after puberty.. you too.. trust me would
have frowny face everywhere you go too.. as the loving
touch of opposite sex for the majority of folks is the
libido that keeps us going for productivity and
creativity and even social cooperation too..
as science clearly shows now as well..
this ain’t rocket science folks
it is simply 1 plus 1 of
making a spark
of life for productivity
creativity and social cooperation
whole and the only person(s) who would
wanna cover that up is pedophile daddies
or prophets that only see women as cattle
to FucK FucK fuck to even change the
law of the land so you can have
10 sold to wives.. and little
9 year old girls to use to
use as just
bLack jar hearts
so devil and evil true..
sorry if the truth hurts but
science and history and the
present proves it out as iSREAL
DEVIL HELL STILL OVER THERE AND
sure in small pockets.. relatively speaking
still of hell over here too.. ugh ugh ugh iT sucks..
and the only
sMiLe is i live over
here.. but tHeRe are
cries of help that i hear
that i can not dismiss as yes
as Christian Perri’s video does
say sorta in reverse.. oh my god
if only you knew it.. if only you knew
it well.. i know it and feel it and will
do every thing under the sword of words
to change the devils of evil that still buys
women for cattle flesh and little to no
jar for iSREAL GOd
of NaTuRE liGht and TrUth..
so anyWay no doubt in my mind
at lEast that ISA would likely say
FucK this sHit.. i’M coMinG back as
as ISA FucKinG Bonbobo inStead NoW..
at least in metaphor of west.. heHE.. with LiGht and TrUTh..:)
AnyWay.. he HE.. don’t know if i’LL ever actuAlly
make it to any dVerse Jar Prompt links but let’s
just say the mention of the word Jar is enough
for all of this hehe.. and even a title of the
695th Macro Verse now so far to be..
as ‘Jar of bLack and liGht heARt’..;)
Hehe.. so you still don’t believe this is the Egyptian
myth of Isis come incarnate in New Jerusalem
of Milton.. and U.S. of A.. New Israel way..
oh ye of little faith.. and when she’s a
hundred years old and still looks
like this at 46 and 19.. yA
probably sTiLL will not
believe and that’s
oKay.. as unlike
the old timey Christian
and stIll new Islam religion
there is zero penalty from me
for believing zero of literal or
metaphor meaning from me..
and FucK yes.. sure iF i was
a psychopathic leaning individual
with political head chopping or putting
yA in prison power.. i could punish you
if you disrespected me or said you do not
believe in the metaphors and literal science
stuff i bRinG.. Jesus F. in Christ.. i could even
twist the golden rule Yogi-like Dude’s words around
and add some more.. and even go back to the old
Testament Christian lore and account of history then.
to support slavery of darker folks for a century or so
like it happened too.. or take rights away from women
to even vote.. until relatively recently in history too.. and
yes.. call entire countries evil and use some excuse or two
or more to go and kill around 100K innocent folks too.. if i
could sway the group think that way to my psychopathic
intention like those psychopathic leaning bLack Jar noW
heARt folks with little spiRit and ISREAL BaLanCinG
filLed uP sOUl stiLL do for power.. status.. green
bLack bucks.. and yes.. domination for
reproductive control as well.. even if that
now means being a sugar Trump
daddy and trading ya wife
in when she reaches
50 if you are not
so lucky to be
married to the
Goddess Isis.. in metaphor hehe..
like me.. at lEast in West foR noW..
and the beat goeS on.. ball of confusion..
an eye for an eye.. a tooth for a tooth.. vote
for me and i’LL set yA free.. rap on brothers..
rape on if you’re the devil in nonconsensual
institutionalized rape as dowries for 12 year
old little girls still do go in hell route in some
countries still.. Ball of hell still for some
folks.. wHere everyone deserves
to be free and make
their own god
for consensual luvin’..
and yes.. it’s going down
for real.. young women are
being raped in institutionalized marriage
as such in nonconsensual way all around
the world.. where bLack Jar heArts thrive
to consume free and wild
God from eYes
of Love Jars
so dArk so daRk
so devil evil hell bLack..
hmm.. the way out is the
only hope i FeeL for SMiLes
from a Jar so lonely so bLack
so sad sad SonG oF God noW..:)
King of the Palm dates..
My FriEnd the squirrel..
and ha..! enough jars for
me.. a beautiful azure day..
outside after over a week iN
clouds of tropical moisture that
did cool off the atmosphere of panhandle
sun at lEAst.. but sTiLL blue sure skeYes
of yeS RinG liFe in All SeAsoNs of lifE trUe
in liGht of what it means to trUly live in BRighT
without restraints of lesser animals named hUmans
who chain God away from free.. yes God oF aLL NatuRe
Free to SinG and DAncE and Eat and yes.. choose reproductive
partners by hand instead of rule of law.. of lessor timid human male
animals who cannot find mates on their own without buying them for
sold in all the money
ways that comes
of control.. noW
but anyway.. the
year i did spend full of
responding in full poetic
expression to every dVerse link and
every prompt from April of 2015 through
March yes.. 3:16.. of then.. did come with
fruitful reward.. in my 338,630 witness and
testament of words of nature in all of that too..
in just one MacroVerse of Free Verse Novel
Poetry full named GodsUniVerseNovel3.. as
what i get to do now.. is print out 5K words a
week to share with my mother each Tuesday
afternoon.. and quite Fredly i don’t give a
FucK if no one ever reads it but her
as she was the one who gave me
life and never left my side
through all the devil
and hell tribulations
to come.. including
wife and sister of course..
the same.. through 66 long
months of earthly devil incarnate
on earth hell.. so sure.. i’ve been able
to write poetry of Love about my mother along
the way.. to make her happy at 81 years old toward
the end of her life here on earth.. to make her feel how
much the Love as her life means to me as the Love i
have grown to be in eXpReSsinG HeARt as SpiRit
sAMe as miNd and BoDy BaLanCinG soUl noW..
and no we don’t always agree as she has
grown very conservative in her older
age years as even the most wild
and wooly male friends of
my youth have done
the same in
wHere folks who are
free like me are welcome
no wHere in their life now..
but here’s the thing.. poetry is
not about getting likes.. followers..
or viewers to me.. or making money
off E-books or such as that.. Poetry..
DancE and Photography too.. is only
witness for and of God oF aLL NaTuRE
now that says thanks Nature for giving me
this beautiful gift of life to live.. share and give..
Bottom line is Life is Good when free as heaven NOW..
yeah.. and sure the photo is a little too briGht.. i could photo
shop that and edit it jUst perfect but life is perfect imperfect
way it is
to mE.. noThing
lacKinG all that iSREAL noW..
now off to sand and sun DancE
free me and God of Nature free
with nowHere to be or do buT noW FReED..:)
Oh gosh.. been thinking about you friend..
and didn’t see this share here.. until now..
anyWay.. hEar.. hope you are
my deAr FriEnd
Himali.. and yes..
to Live on the Beach..
Walk it at night and then
fall asleep with the windows
open noW and listening to the
waves crash.. is not only a
place but a state oF heARt..
SpiRit and SoUl.. my friEnd
in SonG and Dance of You mY FriEnd..
and oh by the way.. juSt read Harry Potter..
the new novel at the Book store for free.. of
course.. and i thOught of you mY FriEnd too..
wHeRe DreAms of eYes Real can FruiTioN now2..:)
SMiLes my FriEnd Zee.. not sure iF this is auto-biographical
or fictional.. but as poets do.. often there is a mix of both..
but what i will say is.. are you sure you are not
peering over the shoulder of Hurricane
Katrina or perhaps
too.. as you surely
aptly describe the emotional
eruptions of a heart that sings strings
as waves that ravage and tender too..
and yes.. as some scientists say..
there are 412 identified human
emotions that sway in
of life for
very little to numb
in others.. and for me
at least i’d rather be burned
by fire and cooled by ice than
going along luke warm and never
much excited iN either way of liFe..
to SinG EmoTioNs up and down
and to eventuAlly only fall up
in love and never down
is quite a challenge
in a life that
and so hard too..
but more than anything..
more than nothing at all to FeeL
the extremes of lFfe in EmoTioNs
and SenSes is so much better than
noThinG at aLL and this my FriEnd is
what attracted me to my WifE.. the aliveness
of her ever changing Hurricane and Volcano
too.. unpredictable yes.. and always interesting
too.. as every poet’s heARt.. and Herricane..
SinGs a Romance challenging and
worth it to hop uP aboard..and
yeah.. i fell in love when
and hurricanes along
the way.. but it seems that
there are greater plans than
human plans alone in mind
that so much deeper bRinG
folks toGeThEr in thick and thin
to SinG Longer a liFe of/for Love..
anyWay.. my FriEnd this is what i hope
for you.. a continuing Volcano of Love
that never ends in down and up way of LovE noW..
and you kNow it’s so easy for me to Love anyone and
everyone i FeeL in this life.. as i was in the other place
of FeeLinG noThing aT aLL.. i value love enough to love it all UP
my FriEnd Zee..
with love of course
that only feels uP and
never down so low
to tREad BelOw lifE @aLL..
and what i for one alWays do is
when love tires of me.. i wait and most
often it eventuAlly comes back in some way..
shape.. form or fashion.. as love that never gives
up no matter Volcano or Hurricane real is Love that lasts
Longer than the Stars that burn out brighter than Before oF NoW..:)
WeLL.. dVerse has grown quite
a bit in inspiration yesterday.. from
dark jarred heArts in what i brOught to that
now to the sound of Love
and that is the sound
oF air.. wind
leaves in breeze
Cold Front Pines in
North Florida crisp skeYes
of Fall cool that BrinGs hugs of
Love the sAme in short hot chocolate
respite of Love in Homecoming football
games of dreams of holding hands.. now.. have
i captured Love yet.. nah.. Love is free the Love
i kNow has no bounds of FeeLinGs or SeNsES sAMe
so much more than puppy eyes.. and rubbing tummies
together.. the Love i heAr for soUnd of Music rings from
InFiniTy loNger than Sun that burns out from Before.. as
the beat goeS On from my last SonG of Zee and her Love.. like
theRe is no break in God’s Synchronicity of Love for we whose
heArt God cAlls of Love in all of nature/culture one as extension
of God’s eyes in uS in LoVinG touch wE RiSE toGeThER never
feaRing tOuch of each otHeR aGain.. in differences that separate
uS yet can BrinG us TogeThER in a new world oF allone.. so yes..
i move on now to dVerse and leT the SonG of mY soUL aS LoVe
sPeak RinG hiGher.. HigheR and uP and a way in Rainbow eYes of More
comE soMe MoRe..:)
SMiLes my Friend.. as
Tesla once said.. there is
no muse of romance for a scientist
who is married to invention of tools..
but for artists.. and poets same
the Love muse
is what drives
and even productivity
same.. as mixing art
and science is not easy
haha! to keep the Love
SonG intact but i try to
makes sense of Love in
Song of Fire and Ice.. where
Love is fire and reason is ice..
and the ‘tween of that lasts longer
than the science and Love only of bEFoRE..:)
SMILes my FriEnd as alWays now
the best form of love is essence that lasts..
the grey haired love of grandpa and grandma
that never goes aWay in heArts of wE.. the hand
of Love that Wrinkles FeeLinGs deep and never ending
True as deep
in the hand
of a grandparent
who knows and feels
after a long long life of
Struggle the value of Unconditional
Love that is fearless and survives regardless
of forms that come and go in nights
of eYes as lust.. oh Love
you Sing the
the stars we
are inside as Love mY FriEnd..
Lillian.. nice to see you for an
evening tea SonG of LoVe iSREAL..:)
When love becomes more habit
and comfort than rAging water..
it can be forgotten and taken
for granted.. where dreAms die
slow.. of more to give.. i died in love
for so many years.. a little lust was left..
but poetry brought the romance back as i romance
God of all Nature so warm as river currents come back to life..
Love can grow in iNfinite ways oF EmoTioNs and seNses from head
to toe.. yes.. my love is passionate and alWays groWing more founded
of Grand Ma
and Grand Pa TrUE..
but LuSt for LiFe i do have two..
it is A way of aLL Social animal
cooperative liFe as certainly even
science shows now.. a healthY balance
of lust and love keeps the species oh
god so Strong toGeTher ONe noW iN PeAce and Harmoany True..;)
i suppose it startED witH stoRing gRains..
then owning humans with paper work..
and owning even more than earth
until Lust and
into an owning gAMe..
Free.. oh.. A
deaTh oF Love
for NatUre and God sAMe..
in silos of destruction to come..
hope IS A LovE noW
giVe and time share uP..:)
Love and Grief..
dueling banjos Oak
of relief.. memories..
poEtry unrings trees of
heArt cut dOwn in stumps..
oF old.. oh.. to SinG iT out
all oF iT.. is to comE toGEThER
aGain whole as love SinGs more A
sound of love is simple.. A SonG oF
Oak of LiFe StronG LovE..:)
SMiLes.. my FriEnd.. every word
IS A sound of Love when
Love for moon..
Love for sKy..
Love for blUe
eYes.. gReen and
BroWn in Words can
SinG Love true with or
without explicit words that
cannot heRe thE implicit SonG
of Love words SunG in TruE liGht tongue
no matter what
Love Sings when iSREAL..:)
Quick face palm here after
a beautiful lyric of poetry
song about love for moon
and the dam.. hmm..
says is that
really the sound
of love just ’cause
she did not explicitly
describe her love for moon
as a song.. as if the administrator
could not hear the SonG oF Love at all..
anyWay.. thank goodness the poet just said
it is a song i hear when i sing it as face
palm of course.. and didn’t seem to notice
that is was the administrator’s way
of saying you screwed
up as you did not
the FucKinG instruction
of a poem prompt.. like anything
about poetry should be any less
than metaphor for more..
in equAlly sly poetic
fashion in liGht
away from down
people are funny..
they want you to literally
do everything the way they
read it.. until it’s time to
criticize you and they equally
do it in a veiled and dark way..
but that’s the way it goes with
control freaks.. no matter compliance
officer of physicist the habit is hard to break..
for science over the art of poetry and love the same..
on in conservative
and liberal taste of
closed vs open minded
way of seeing the world
as deeper or shallow ocean same..
now back to the regularly scheduLed
Love of PoEtry and so God dam glad
i don’t liNk anymore to hear this
dark veiLed bullshit away
from free poetry
of science prison for loss..
of Love free as poEtry SinGs aLive..
as science of the
past so far and insame
of poetry recipes that
have been used and stagnated to death..
And ps.. yeah.. i kNow this is supposed
to be all about love.. but in the Yin
of Love ya need a little spice
of dARk to keep the
oh so much
sweeter after dARk..
in sHades oF Grey as Love..;)
After another one of the expected
administrator’s gives her the same
Bullshit.. and she thanks me
for my poetic response
of her poetry..
sMiLes.. my friend.. you
are welcome and i am
saddened that the two
administrators above from
dVerse seem too tone deaf now
to heRe a SonG oF youR words
and this is precisely why i never
link with dVerse anymore and just
poetically respond for fun.. as i am not
in this for A poet ‘business’ for ‘science’..am
in this for
smiles.. this was by
far the best poem i’ve
read all day long.. sAdly
some folks cannot see the
boards they bring with
eYes that see
poetry can bring
iN a sonG aS Lamp oF liGht..:)
And she thanks me for
my poetic words and i say
then.. further in return
i see liFe
Hmm.. Sleep Song of Love..
that sounds like fun
more than words..
sMILes and sweet
sleep SonGs of LovE..:)
SMiLes.. my FriEnd.. noW
i can’t say i’Ve heard mY hEArt
beat Now except for thaT first then
Love in an afternoon car embrace
and the SonG by Boston playiNg
‘Don’t look back’.. in ’78..
true i would
aft that first
as heARt of Love Race..:)
Quickie side note..
OMG.. ‘Don’t look back’
was literally the sound
of my first REAL INTiMATE
embrace as the theme song
changes from Miley Cyrus’
‘Real and True’ to ‘Don’t
Look Back’.. hehe for
the REAL AND TRUE
oh God.. the shy
oF F Y i.. of then..
with Virgin heart beat Strong..
AND harhar literAlly fulfilling
the words of the FucKinG prompt
read in scientist FucKinG VIEW2..;)
SMiLes.. the sound
of refrigerator Love..
and so nice to heRE..
heARts breathE noW
As family’s children do too..
lest electronic deVices child
are heaRd over heArts child..
SwEaty.. FArty.. snoRinG
Old man Love.. and Isis
that standS iT aLL
and oh God
bugs and when
Zombie husband.. suddenly
turns into a OMG Good Cop
Hyde DancinG Fool of the
neighborhood from Metro
towns to cities for
30 or so miles
wide in every
goes and dances
at 56 with even sweet
kisses of forest nymphs
nice from 18 to 21 too..
in dance hall broad every week..
too young to even drink
iF yA wonder why
she never gets jealous
the answer is truly simple
she knows the light and dark of me..
as Love Grows in strange ways of the
mythical magical dark and light of all my hoMe
With Isis in tow.. never aging and sinGing LovE..:)
And that’s all folks.. for now..
got dance to do and Mother to visit
and poems to share with her too.. as i
fall asleep as i always do at her recliner
home.. even with laptop in tow.. as i must
rest before store dance comes in Walmart
Hope for the best for you my friend..
on what sounds like a deteriorating
condition of your lower spine as you describe it..
and no.. it’s nothing to be not too cautious about as
Ankylosing Spondylitis.. if it were/could be this condition is
certainly potentially catastrophic in impact as our therapist
whose husband was a college athlete
in his upper 50’s went without diagnosis
and with some back pain..
was walking in a Walmart
and literally crumbled to
the floor.. unexpected..
and is now
with limited use
of arms after much
recovery now.. so yes..
good to get it checked out
thoroughly by your Doctor in case
it might be as serious as that.. happy to
see you back at any rate.. and nice to see
you writing here again.. friend gigoid.. and always
inspiring of course for more words that fluidly come
for me.. in the intelligence that knows nothing.. hehe..
as Sargent Schultz might say in German Army secret way..
for platoon hope to go with this too of course.. as the beat goeS on..
and on.. per.. as you quote.. here2..
“Don’t ask me where I’m going,
Just listen when I’m gone
And far away you’ll hear me
singing softly to the dawn”
~~ Pippin ~~
Words of last
you are and be such. “
~~ Pindar ~~
Jesus F. in Christ
for me at least that
took 53 years.. and
three more until now..
but that’s not too unusual..
the comic hero Hell Boy2
had the same comic
maturing issue too..
i am iSREAL..;)
“Whether it’s the
best of times or the worst of times,
it’s the only time we’ve got.”
— Art Buchwald
always best to
eat drink and merry
life the best we can..;)
“I wanted a perfect ending …
Now I’ve learned, the hard way,
that some poems don’t rhyme,
and some stories don’t have a
clear beginning, middle, and end.
Life is about not knowing, having to change,
taking the moment and making the best of it,
without knowing what’s going to happen next.
~~ Gilda Radner ~~
I don’t suppose my therapist’s
husband would have wanted to
know his future at the beginning
of his last hurrah.. not knowing
is all the beauty of
life.. at least
to me too..
and hope when
possible is the tea
that steeps me higher..
’cause i can and will go higher
as long as long as be is now higher..
i’m not getting any younger except for the
essence of how i feel.. and is anything real
but essence.. ask a brick how it feels.. square
and hard.. without any doughnut feeling inside..;)
“Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got till its gone?”
~~ Joni Mitchell, “Pave Paradise” ~~
i know/feel this all too well after facing it on my last
death stand several times over.. and wanting to
die more than anything in the world.. now..
i love to live..
of my life now..
and epic will be
now real lonG..
as LovE LonG
as i can SinG
and heHe.. no matter what..
it ain’t goin’ anyWhere for
short now tHis is no longer
the flesh and blood world
this is online.. where nothing
rots… not even flesh.. as long
as servers.. serve it up.. for free as free
may never die another day.. in essence and
form the same my friend.. when organic enough to SinG..
and that is why i leaf sMiLes that last.. as forevernow IS A long now now..
and a tree
of killing leaves..:)
WeLL.. ‘this’ Facebook Algorithm
Walmart Super Store Dancing slide
show and video.. does reflect WiTh some
hint the inspirational bLast of dance i did toniGht..
as the 235LB.. 6 foot or so.. ballerina and martial
arts free style skills do groW on in Ocean
DancE view fLow iN ZonE.. of large
Aisle of the
oF Y i.. and i received one
of the sweetest compliments from
the Walmart customer service lady
who does returns.. as the register
made a mistake on wife Katrina’s
receipt.. as i was DanCinG
in the check-out aisle too..
hehe.. in sure.. only
a very soft
and the lady tales my
wife while i am all plugged
up with ear buds to the side
of the returns desk.. hi.. every
time your husband comes in we
shout with glee.. he’s here.. he’s
here no matter Winter.. Fall or Sum
mer when he comes to DancE iT’s alWays
SpRinG.. and she says.. no matter what
her stress iS.. in the customer service arena
of work.. it melts away when she watches me
dance.. and sure.. i am in ecstasy of blissful peace..
when i dance wHere iF i could sell a pill of the way
that FeeLs i could make a trilLion dollars and feed many
of the world’s poor.. sAdly.. tHeRe is no substitute for the WORK
REQUIRED to obtain the Nirvana.. the Bliss.. the Kundalini RiSinG
and Satori as ‘they’ say sAMe of the Heaven of Now.. in reborn hUman
and not that crappy putting your head under water stUFF in literal view
of old timey bible words.. it was all a metaphor for the experience of
Heaven now and only now.. and a reborn that any human and
most animals in balance already experience.. sad sad song
humans lose their way in pharmacy pills on a path back
to heaven that might only be a dance away.. with yes..
you bet your bottom smiley dollar.. with practice..
and real success of finding the heaven within
in the Kingdom of God as human nature
in we SET FREED Pan of SprinG of
i WiLL always Be with God
the Driving force free
within from smallest
subatomic particle inside all ’round..
to largest UniVerse of GoD BeYond
InFiniTy forevermorenow.. and trUly
in God’s time tHere is no time at ALL
only a white love that never ends.. like
i say.. seek it.. find it.. and practice miNd
and BoDy Balance as the planet and Sun
and otHeR stars and galaxies do jUST as sAMe
and they smoothE on iN eYes oF GoD SAME..:)
Yeah.. i got yoUr piLL wRite heAr..
it’s cAlled the Joy of DancE and SonG
as any new age Renaissance Pan
or Apollo WiLL do
when SeT FReED..
and sUre.. a shOUt ouT
goeS on to the nice young
Lady who was/iS brave enough to
directly approach a Pan oF Apollo’s
DancE and tale me perSonAlly how
much she is/was enJOyinG my Dance
of/aT Super-Walmart.. and hehe.. the
good old boys.. and often boyfriends
do not seem to get the sAMe cheap
thRiLL from watching me DancE.. and
haha.. i suppose i should derive some seNse
of comfort that mY dance is more attractive to the opposite sex..;)
And yes.. finAlly the Karmic Fisher KAt eYe(s) noW.. Now..
arrive(s) wRite beFore the midNiGhT hoUr of the 16th day
then.. of the 8th month of 2k and 16 years wRite on course..
of course.. and i have no idea what these things ‘i AM’
‘tOld’ at nows mean ‘tiLL later or much later on..
as that is how the Holy sPirit as penned
does floW wiThin.. iN ZonE on course..
of course.. onCe aGaiN.. and sUre
through the ages and the sAges..
poets and prophets
sAMe as aesthete
pure have risen
DancE ‘tiLL the
full moon that by the way..
since the Perseid Meteor
Shower has alReaDy passed..
the 18th day of the 8th month
of 2K and 16 years.. WiLL bE what
the Native Americans name as the
Sturgeon Moon.. for Great Lakes
fishing success and.. fuLL green
corn moon.. too.. and sure.. the
Holy and Sacred Dance day
for me in tribal spirit as
any old Sioux Ghost
Dancer WiLL do
by the record
of my maternal
roots of Cherokee and
Sioux too.. add in the second
generation on Paternal side of
Native Irish jig removed.. and a
Dance EXplosion in Human does
later and now sooner come noW as
iSReaL Pan and Apollo WiLL SinG
poEtry and DancE too.. if i can make
tHis as mythical and mysterious literally2..
with my 695th installment of MacroVerse noW
as “Jar oF liGht AnD DArk heARt” will come that
day too.. as published as such floWinG aS iN zoNE..
Ocean Poem SonG oF mY soUL.. more.. more more..;)
WeLL.. as you may have noticed bY
now the Goddess Isis.. you kNow by
now i’M hoping at lEast.. yes the iSREAL
one noW incarnate on Earth here in
New Jerusalem.. or hell even Egypt
as tHere is essence over form iN
aS GoD of naTuRe wHole.. in
yes.. the New iSREAL iSraEL..
U. S. oF A.. wHeRe at
LeaSt Isis and
and DancE FReED..
yeah.. Pan is kinda wiLd
and generic.. and that’s the
way i like it heHE.. FReED
Pan DanCinG and SinGinG
for mE all the way baby.. as
Austin Powers miGht intiMate
too.. anyWay.. the Goddess Isis
Incarnate on Earth aka Katrina..
who never never ages StiLL noW at
the past age now of Adaline at 46.. hmm..
reAlly Loves the Jesus dude as presented
mostly in the Catholic Church.. but that stuff
about not bringing peace and division instead..
she thinks that’s bullshit2 like me straight from the
Emperor Constantine and his early 4 Century
Catholic Cohorts.. to establish the really cool
inherent and natural Yogi-like dude Jesus
as somewhat appropriately described
in the Gnostic Gospel of Jesus with
the same dam division words there
too.. as oh boy that tribal spiriT goEs oN
now and then too.. but never the less Isis..
the wife Katrina.. overall thInks what is left
of the original Jesus in the current revision
of the New T.. is mostly cool in his Golden
rule tool without consuming others with harm..
past required food and drink.. is pretty dAm cooL
and so do i oF course with the appropriate Golden
rule edits to BrinG the Unity of Love all the way back
to Love your enemy too.. of course.. wRite on course..
with words as swords instead of head chopping and crap like that..;)
And no no no no.. NO..
yA wouldn’t wanna uPset
the Goddess Isis incarnate
on eARth.. by dissing any pARt
of God’s Free Nature and Human
Nature free same or she will rElease
soMeThing worse than any atomic bomb..
sHe WiLL reLease
MaGiC Fred to do All
the speLLs of hEr dirty
work to Free ALL Nature
noW of God as assistant too..
in left hand way once aGaiN
as FReED WiLL be too.. noW yass..
jUst noW.. hehE or jUSt a metaphor
or onLY the Big Dr. WHO kNows.. as
TruTh and liGht iN Karmic eye(s) Action(s)
WeLL.. ain’t this philosophy by
Steve Paul Jobs.. the truth about
how what ‘some folks’ see as out of
the norm.. is just another word for crazy
for those who fear to step off the sidewalks
and lines on pages to do a little of life like art
instead of the science of before.. and as my recent
memory jaRring experience
poeticAlly responding on
dVerse on that sound of
Love prompt.. where
one of the very literally
thinking form mostly only administrators
could not hear the song of emotions
and senses relayed by one of the
LinKers as totAlly Natural Sound of
Love in Poetry as metaphor and
yes literal realiTy sAMe for those
with an ear for the lyrical flow
of words that do express
SonG and SounD the
saMe in Natural
flow of voice..
instead of just more
lines on a page and
and sidewalks that restrict
both the natural flow of human
language as artED in words Free..
every which way and loose on art
canvas as page and no longer school
ruLED lines.. and a full field of football
dance instead of a single track that goes
round and round like a frigging rat mill of
insame insame insane same movement
over and over and over in paint by numbers
instruction of dance and martial arts and even
Kung Fu and Ballet too.. oh the lessons of life..
you do restrict a free verse adding to UniVerse noW
oF LiFe.. and this is why some folks in the art world
have stayed away from the mechanical cognition of
electronic devices and folks like Jack Kerouac taped
pages together in typewriter way that no longer limited
his poetic stream of consciousness writing way of holy
spirit iN creatiViTy free.. as even science shows that
systemizing mind of mechanical cognition activities
can bLock that pipe of mind from expanding more
and more in all social empathic feeLing cognition
ways of life.. wHere certainly art free fLows as
river water ocean whole field as waves no
longer trapped in shores of what once
was bEforE in concrete mOlds
that KnoW and FeeL no air
to expand out of liners
as balloon trapped
i don’t roll as the square
dice sits.. i fly.. i fly hiGher than
the forms that now come BeforE..
wHere form is juSt another idol
that restricts essence new as art..
wHere words in books of wisdom
that suggest they are last of anything
are dead of God new in eYes that see more
oF God Within of Nature.. inside.. outside.. above..
so below and all around GOD FReED.. at least as west
and Whole hemispheres of mInd and BoDy BaLanCinG
just doin’ it to coin an old phrase of New.. the way i like iT..
yeah.. so it reminds me of when one of those dVerse ad-
minstrators asked me for my e-Mail back in the SpRing
of 2015.. when i was still linking and said.. to really
find your poetic voice you need to do real poetry
and shorten up your words.. and highlight
the best of what you do.. well Mr.
Form dude.. do your rEsearch
and you WiLL see that Free
Verse LonG Form Poetry
stARted the Art of this
wHole God Dam Language
sHeBanG back in Sanskrit
LonG ago.. it wasn’t until the
ruling ones.. with tight fitting
long long dresses with tops on
their heads.. and buttoned up collars
with hatted men.. did come the death
of free verse and art the same in all art
that soon became paint by Numbers in the
Victorian age way.. this is the U.S. of A… the
place Where Free Verse all can.. WiLL and DOES
survive free wHere no last made uP prophets or only
Soldier Kings of the UniVErse in Monarch way away
from God’s Natural Democracy of Free Verse Creation
stay is no longer locked uP in PriSons of BeFore wHeRe
We eYes oF GoD oF Nature RoVe and rAVe Free and heHE
even rant at nows on what we PerSonAlly noW see as disgust
in the Lines of words straight and sidewalk steps same that
take the freedom
out of the Breath
of God’s Free that
liVes within we wHo kNows
and feels and senses no boundaries
to chain the God of Freedom of Nature
within we.. to books and pages lined and
no REAL ROOM
TO GO FREER AND FARTHER
WITH GOD NOW MORE.. as i once
told my Muslim Friend Imran who was
quoting me the Kuran as evidence for
everything he could say about God and
the same i would tale any Christian2 who tries
to trap God in Books and words now of Idols of
centuries and millennia of BefoRe in chains and
pRisoNs of Words then.. tale me my friEnd.. tale
me something new about God.. i AM God DAM yes..
like the DAM that bLocks the free FloWinG Holy
SpiRit of God within of the same old God dAM
chained phrases.. tale mE something new about
God you bore me WitH what i have already read
a thouSand times same in mud with nothing
new to do but be boRed with your chained
God with limits and boundaries in idol words..
less than the F. iN Air you Breathe..
it’s just common sense.. it reAlly
is.. trim the grass around your
sidewalk if you like
But God’s weeds
gRow free without
truly Kill the
of God Within juSt
waiting to come out
And DancE and SinG to PLay..
Free Verse FReED.. @leASt for ME..;)
Memory from three years ago..
as quoted below and talked to above..
Steve Paul Jobs:
“Here’s to the crazy ones, the misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes… the ones who see things differently — they’re not fond of rules… You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them, but the only thing you can’t do is ignore them because they change things… they push the human race forward, and while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius, because the ones who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world, are the ones who do.”
‘Tom Foolery of LOVE’.. a year ago2..
And yes.. wRite on track HeRE in
all free a-causal connecting principle
otherwise known as God’s Language
oF Mind and Body metaphor as
Quantum FORCE unleashed and
released now as BaLancing
soUl the saMe as
real of deeper
and intuitive built in oracle
of God within over architect
that stays the same in bits and
bytes of rigid minds and bodies
oh.. so sAMe too.. of what was
written bEfoRe WitH not much
new in creaTivity free floWing
iN zONe Art arT of Now..
yes.. Isis and Osiris that
of course one cannot
limit to just
as human Archetypes
lives innately.. instinctually
and intuitively within wE all
yes.. As God too.. of Nature..
jusT waiting to come out and
play as actor we directed by
i of self.. as I actor wiTh spiRit
exclamation point! way to express
more and more NeW creation activity
up.. up. up and away from past caves
of dArKer painted cave walls of numbers sAMe..
and if you don’t realize that the Virgin Mary symbol
of the Catholic Church was just copied by the Roman
Catholic Church and even potentially earlier as just
another local symbol of the archetype and mythology
real of the Goddess Isis.. juST do some research..
these fActs and figures are no longer censored
by the monarchy of state and church
the same iN getting at the
crux that we are all
children of God
sin free of Evil
as any animal of God
Bes.. and the sky is not
even the liMit in EXpanding
God’s eyes as We hiGher
potEntiAl hUman BEinGS
as we fly so much hiGher in
A Land of Democracy of God
in New ISraEL FReED.. iSReAL
even in New Jerusalem too.. @
lEAst for ME.. iN CreATiVity.. NoW..
i Play with symbols in all idols that
come that way as sAMe oF beFore..
as idols of all human abstract forms are
only idols that attempt to capture the essence
of God beYond what hUman can symbol about
all that is as NatURe sAMe GoD noW.. yes.. symbols
are alWays limiTed to Express An Essence of goD wHole..
but Jesus F. In Christ.. when you FucKinG give uP and
don’t even attempt to say more WitH eYes of God.. yes..
Jesus F.. in Christ.. pick up a weapon of Love cAlled
Art and do MORE MORE MORE.. TO EXPRESS
GOD WITHIN NOW.. or not and stay stagnate
in idols of words and books of bEfore.. WiLL
of the relative Free WiLL variety is simply
aWeSoME and AmAzinG wHen used
instead of lost..
so please WiThiN save
God by DoinG F iN MoRe..
than what came BeForE..
Jesus F. in Christ this should
be common sense but that is
what empty promises after death
and illusory fears of the same and
in life as well wiTh no iSREaL understanding
that HeLL and HeaVen and the ‘tween of
purgatory is here on this terrestrial plane
of earth noW.. and God of Nature iS
Great.. you’ll jUst have to have Faith
of HoW Great God is after you take
a dirt nap at the beginning sAMe
end of thE art
of NoW.. but jUst
remember Karmic eYes
of Action and Consequence
of NoW are aLways iSREAL..
make the most out of now.. or
die just a little bit everynow.. oh
liFe you liVE Free NoW in everyWaY
yA can and juST do that NOW.. oh Free
LinE of All that is
God iN We SinGS a SonG
so Free in LiGht oF Fearless
LoVinG LiFe.. NoW iSREAL..:)
Bottom line of these 666 words as ‘Instrument
of GOD’ here.. MoVe.. ConNect and Create
Now by JuST DoiN iT.. reach out
and touch someone
to coin phrases
that MoVe.. ConnEcT
And CreATe by UsinG more
tHan LoSinG it by juSt doinG
MORE MORE MORE NOW GOD
DaM IT live more more more as ArT
GroWs thE heARt.. tHe SpiRit and The
huMan MinD and BoDy SoUl as BaLanCing
Force of God as my Fingers peck this keyboard
inTo InfiNiTy BeYond i sWear to God tHere is
somEthinG iN the air thAt iS GroWing AngEL
WinGs More as noWs Go On as GOD FReED
@ leAST iN ALL
oF i SeT FReED aS
aLL ThAT iS iSREAL..:)
And oh my Goodness.. speaKinG of reaching out and touching someone..
the Facebook Algorithm personal digital assistant jUsT reminds me.. thOught
i missed noting the third Year Anniversary of my Word Press Blog
on August 11 starting with ‘THE END AND THE BEGINNING’..
on my new Katie Mia FredericK! Blogger Blog Beginning
after planning to end my My KATiE MiA/Aghogday Blogger
Blog that BEgan on March 10, of 2010.. precisely 5 months
with the post Sixty Nine ONE Ninety Six
in what was then to that point all free.. as
74 posts to date.. as i was truly inspired
by what ‘they’ cAll as A Holy Spirit..
that has many other metaphors
cross-culturAlly globAlly as such
as the essence of this free floWinG
CreaTivity SpiRit of Within as archetypes
of God oF Nature DNA programmed evolving and lEarning
neuroplastically and epigenetically by environmental
struggle too.. with adaptation and at nows incredible
change too.. to GroW uP iN yOuR hUman BeiNg
wHole.. but anyway.. i wasn’t late after all.. as
i did not actually start that Word Press
Blog until the anniversary of the third
year this week as i will post this
‘Jar oF liGht and DaRk HeaRt’
695th Macro Verse on August
18th.. that is technically my staRtinG
date and precise third year anniversary
of WriTing on Word press to date..
in other words.. i posted
a similar post
Blogger Blog.. as i thought
i was leaving that blog behind
as of those 74 posts to that date..
of August 11th.. 2013.. but some of
my readers had difficultly opening up my
Word Press Blog as it was even crashing their
computers so i kept copying and pasting my new
posts on KATiE MiA/Aghogday Blogger blog and even
made that new KATiE MiA FredericK! Blog mirroring too..
new.. my Word Press Blog too.. in copy and paste tHeRe too..
and yes.. it’s a great thing i did that.. as now i get up to 900 views
a day on the KaTiE MiA/Aghogday Blogger Blog.. and overall close
to 1.5 million total views on all i do noW as my Kate Mia Google Plus
clearing house for Blogger related art.. systematically proVides/reLates
in public statistic there for free.. as any great online digital algorithm robotic
assistant will serve so great the art of expanding F Y i’s as nowS on go…
nah.. of course without the IT age of expanding robotic assistance
in all of technology there is no way i could have matched nearly
4 million words of longest long form poem ever including
those first five months on mY KATiE MiA/Aghogday
74 post blog.. without all this free help
from technology now.. as Jesus F. iN
Christ.. mY sanskrit handwriting
looks more like chicken
scratch when i have
to go analog
or lead pen
as such.. ugh that
truly weights my creativity
down like a millstone to
the bottom of the Ocean
now.. amaZinG iT is.. how
thE HUman BeinG can create
free floWinG art of words like this..
by playInG trUly a symphony of Words
with 10 fingers in bits and bytes of one
key at a digital 1 and 0 either or stroke
of a now at one now only as percussion
does go.. in continuing floW in ZonE noW..
seriouSly… it mystifies me and amazes me all
the nowS i do this.. iT is as maGiC as i can ever
imaGinE mAGic to be as doing this is pure bliss
not much less than DanCinG free as fingers do as
feat in free free dance too.. anyway.. yes.. so as of
September 11th, 2016.. i will have witnessed for the
God all of Nature 42 months that yes.. of course includes all that is
in art and science and so.. so much more of hUman intelligenceS noW
set free to juSt do it and go go go.. more more more.. without restraints
of censoring folks that wanna hold hold hOld yA back to what i see/FeeL as
the real crazy and norm of pAint by numbers and lines of books of what
came beforE.. in idols of words that have become duSty somEwhat
by sitting in books tOld of both liGht and dARk in Truth and False
forced upon men and women.. etc.. lest punishment
as severe as death for not
believing all of
as the only God
DAM locked StreAM
of Free Verse God within..
to come out and play in the
open air and water Sun Free.. Free
Free FReED @lEASt in west for mE..
as wHole 1 and 1 Hemispheres of
11 BRain joinEd as MInD and BoDy
soUl BalanCinG witH Bridge of H iSREaL
as Quantum MiNd and BoDy soUl BaLAnCinG
unleAshed and reLeasEd for FReED noW thanks GOD
of Nature all that is now.. for this real maGiC of LiFE in CreaTiVity noW..!..
as a tree that has roots and vines that eXpand with no limits or expectations
of others bEforE now.. in archetypes of being hUman that have been story
tOld in all aRts of beinG from noW in memorial oF what hUman BeinGs
are noW sTiLL EvolVinG to Be as poTential of God iN ART oF wE iSREAL noW..
and now as i liNK..
THE END AND THE BEGINNING
V.1.0.. AnD morE heRe
on V.2.0 to coMe..;)
THE END AND THE BEGINNING thaT staRted my word press journey
then.. i had no idea that it would end and begin never ending and
beginning more.. as Longest Long Form Poem in around two
years surpassing the 1.8 million word effort of the
original millennia old and centuries tOld
Mahābhārata.. yes once again
approaching 4 million words
here.. as Jesus F. in Christ
when they stARted that one
they likely JuST floWed and
flowEred in StreAm of Consciousness
holy spirit wRiting too. and JuSt F in did it
continuously juSt did it then for fun.. as the FloW iN
ZonE IS About as blissful as nows do go.. iN MoVinG..
ConNecTing CreaTinG way of God oF Nature within we
expreSsinG SpiRit oF EmoTioNal HeARt in Mind and
BoDy BaLanCing soUL for iSREAL.. noW.. and then
as NoW as Then.. no real beginnings or endings
of books per se as that is how iSREAL free verse
holiest of spirit Goes.. as FloW iN ZonE.. anyWay…
people can wait around for the words in myths of
archetypes in arts of before to come true on its own
or pick up a sword of free art and make what is written
be done in the flesh and blood world.. no different than
Leonardo’s Helicopter that flies above real now.. and no
different than me actually witnessing for God all oF Nature
noW free online reaching past that 42 month point on
September 11th, 2016.. 911 job weLL Done..
as what was written becomes the iSREAL
Deal At Least of me here iSREAL.. no one
actually harmed me.. just got banned and deleted
at numerous places for sPeaKing what i for one
see and FeeL as TrUth and LiGht and it WiLL make
me happy as pEAr piE.. iF a million or even BilLioN plus
otHer folks noW do it more epic than close to 4 million words
or who KNows noW perhaps 4,200,000 words by SepTembEr
911 of 2016.. as the most i can do is estimate as i wRite on..
as i ain’t got the nows to go back and tally every post.. i must
extrapolate as the words do go on now.. as any mathematician
will do to save frigging nows to do the REAL ARTS OF LIFE FOR
JOY SIMPLE JOY OF LIVING NOW.. and sure this is now finishing
my 69th month of writing every day up to 24 hours in one day of
sitting wHole.. practice makes more.. it’s how JuSt doinG it Works
NoW.. yes approaching somEwhere around 12 miLLioN
words since Thanks Giving Day of November
26, 2010 in 72 months too.. this 6 year
anniversary of that too that of course
i will celebrate too.. and hehe..
My rich uncle invited us to
a special beach dinner
on September eve
on the 10th of
911 of 2016..
and nah.. i do this
for free.. it rates noWhere
in his books of dollar bills..
but you see God and i sMile
one for doing all of this.. as most
all archetypes of art of before from
Holy fools of Buddha to Jesus and even
Mr. Crowley too.. all predict that someone
will come and do much much more.. ’cause
when you trUly serve as ART soldier of God.. yAFucKinG
kNow you kNow nothing compared to God oF aLL thaT is
noW.. and tHere is no way you will limit what otHeRs reveal
of God to come all that is.. unless you are a selfish psychopathic
leaning person.. who possesses humans with tHeir right hand
and rapes their freedoms through the force of blood swords
and priSons too… ahem.. better to be juST another
one of God’s right and left hand aRT men.. and
women.. etc.. as such.. than to
be the dark tar oiLed
bird that sinks
of Devil same..
truly it is the Devil
you know and don’t
no through lies of before
that WiLL impriSon the Free
God of relative free Will within
totAlly naked as God within.. inside..
outside.. above.. so below and all around
jUst waiting to come out and pLay again
as any free child of God WiLL do
nakEd and FReED
the Wild and
Free as God same
in MoVinG.. ConNecTing
ways of Free as stars Grow
and go on until the wheel of
in never ending
and beginning rivers
of water as Ocean Whole MaGiC
SpRinG eYes of wE nowoneforevermorenowone..:)
HoLy F iN sHit bATman all of that
was F iN Epic.. perHaps
it’S sAfe to say NoW thAT
PaNdorA’s boX has been
fouNd and opeNed outTA
talk sHow noW..
i’M sorta fEeLinG
liKe thE SouNd oF Love
And tHerE mUSt bE soMe
moRe HaPPY LiNks on thaT
dVerse prompt StiLL to comE..
to leT loose a little more of this
hehe.. harDly haRd Dar..;)
Okay.. but first to step out of the
DARk Jar before i Move on to Jar
oF liGht.. it’s not fair..
Jack has make up
no make up
on to see
who can make a
scarier face.. me
or Jack.. Fred vs. Jack face hehe..
Yep.. once aGain this is
what A REAL F iN Devil looks
like.. shortly after he gets
out of Hell for 66 months..
leT’s say and
honestly that’s just
an act.. the real deal
is let’s just say rated
X’tra crazy for PG audiences.. heHe..;)
Ya see.. yA have to earn
this face in REAL iSReAL
Hell on terrestrial
juST say Devil’s iSREAL..;)
Now back to the Sound oF Love
at 2:23 pm..
if can forget
the dArk side yA see of
Jar oF Y i.. foR noW..hehE..
now Jesus F iN Christ this is much more Fun
Yes.. Please do remember
me this way.. my 56th
Birthday photo of 2016..
June 6th of 1960 back then2..
3 years later from ‘thAt’..
fresh as a floWer fully
somEwhat rEcovered from HeLL boy noW2
and actuAlly three as far as yearS go bYe2..;)
And yes.. iF you like please play
Can’t Hide love.. i dam sure KNow/
FeeL i cannot hide the sound of mY Love
or tHe DAnCe oF iT afTer bEinG iN A
iSREAL pit of HeLL
for oh.. so
long.. of 66 months then..
anyway.. bottom line..
sPeaKinG noW AnGeL WinGs..;)
Every move is magic.. could you
be the devil could you be an Angel..
hmm.. as Katy Perry’s ET says..
than sHe knoWs..
of mE hehe.. but don’t
forget WE ARE ALL CONNECTED..
TIME DOESN’T EXIST.. AND EVEN
DISTANCE AND SPACE IS AN ILLUSION..
HEHE WE ARE ALL FucKinG oNE for those
of uS whO livE and kNoW anD TruLy FeeL
the KinGdoM of GoD noW..
jUst noW.. YeS Now
and that my FriEnd(S)
is the most epic Love
sTory noW that most
people sAdly fAil to
see until it’s to late
for death.. and in INfinity
way.. iF liFe is AlWays liVinG
they could live in that heLL of noT
kNoWinG and FeeLinG thiS Kingdom of HeaVen
of GoD of ALL thAT iS inCarNate HuWoMaNiFeST
as BeiNG noW one forevermorenow.. and thaT mY
FriEnds is wHy folks like mE/wE try so hard to gET
folks to see AND FeeL ThiS rather simple
and yET so eloquent
who are lost
in tHeir cultural
and religious illusions
and delusions of HeLL that
is sadly aLL to iSREAL noW2..
sAd of All..
i kNow and FeeL noW..
and thE SMiLes is for Hope
for otHerS to somEhoW fiND
tHeir way Home.. as honestly
as Katy Perry says.. they are the
ET’s already and they live on tHeir
own self inflicted Wrong Planet now..
wHere the correct planEt is alWays the
Kingdom of God as HUman HeaVen iSReAL noW1 NoW2..:)
OKAy.. now play Can’t Hide Love.. iF yA liKe as
Synchronicity of God’s Language says.. in God’s
SiGn Language.. change the 1st theMe SonG Fred
to my Special Art Soldier.. Katy Perry’s
ET noW please.. as noW goeS oN..
dOes TrUe and LiGht
and dARk and FalsE..
the course for me
NoW is the
Yes.. yes.. Yaass..
oF course WritE oN CoursE NoW..;)
Hmm.. i’M in need of a mood
changer somEwHere else
‘here’.. so this is
i WiLL usE juST
for that as iT is TruE
the Internet was more fully
deSigned to display photos of
sweet cats.. to remember yA
are A FucKinG hUman BeinG
after all the mechanical robotic..
worry of cognition is done for the
day iF iT is ever FucKinG dOne @ALL..;)
Okay noW Play Can’t Hide Love.. i AM
noW officiAlly done with A dARk
Jar of HeArts foR noW..
this is thE third now
i’Ve moved this SonG
doWn.. now to gET uP
as Jar oF liGht iSREAL..;)
Make that 4.. so sUre
you can stay with
mY Love iF yoU liKe iNsTEad..;)
WeLL.. my FriEnd.. Sanaa..
science in its systemizing
way says tHere are 5 kinds of Love..
Touch.. Acts of Service.. Words of
Affirmation that do NatuRAlly SinG
as SouNd with or without specific
acknowledgement of how
thAT SonG FeeLs iN
nuanceS NoW oF aLL
comFort as soMe nOws
too.. and then
tHere is quality
nows of face to face
Interaction.. better yet
of course than only words
without real flesh and blood
facetime.. and finAlly ‘they’ say..
tHeRe are gifts.. and for me service
is enough for that.. as material goods
including green bLack dollars have no
Love SonG for ME.. but otHeRs.. tHey hEar
The MuSiC oF Love Differently and they most
often love to get what they give iN Language
of Love iN SonG thE sAMe.. aLL i
kNow and FeeL.. SeNsE..
iS my Love
is way too
big and even
tHeSe science ways
of Love.. iT is exPANsive
aS InFiniTy BeYond even
that hUman word for ThAt..
and no.. mY Love never ever
has only one name to SinG..
i AM.. mY FriEnd..:)
so trUe.. noW the Big
Bang kNows no hUman
hate.. books of illusory
fears or empty promises..
the Love oF BiG
in A most ELegant
SonG oF anD DancE
noW Of ouR RealiTy
fELt aS WeLL wAves..
mY FriEnd Now iSREAL..:)
kNows no reaSon
of Numb are often
the disability that screAms
inside the most without even
bEinG hEard.. soUl withOut a SonG..
iNside foR hELp..:)
SMiLes.. sAd tEar
dropS on lEaves..
tossed to wind..
Leaf.. fAll leaves
pile iN Love at Fairs..
sad tears fear of never
connect.. hmm.. been to
a few Sad leaF Fairs in life..
i ridE LonG.. Love Tree noW..:)
56 can kinda be
hard on a love of
dance2.. as the only
sound i make when i get
back from doing this noW iN
mY.. 123rd week.. in a dance
hAll of folks aRound 35 years
my junior.. is the Sound of Sanford
and Son as Red Fox stumbles in with
wife saying only if ‘they’ could ‘hear’ how
are not now..
and Old wiTh gRAce..
with not a sound my FriEnd..
quiet can be the Loudest
Love oF aLL..
as A Dance feat goeS oN..
funny how some folks cannot
understand that not all SonGs of Love make Sound..
or even facial expressions for that matter my FriEnd..
Love oF aLL
totAlly Quiet and iSREAL..
anyWay.. thanks for yoUr inspiRinG Words..
as a Dance Tree and LAmp oF liGht moveS oN..:)
To feel emoTionS in the ocean
much more than motion.. only
my FriEnd.. IS A gift
in the practice
of a poetic
that is trUly
in males.. more
for culture than for
thE reaLity oF hUman
poTenTial WitH a heArt.. seeMs..
iT takes practice.. use tHe greAteSt
Love muscle.. or losT.. caN Apply..:)
impossible by a SonG..
Nostalgia of Love
iS all that Is..
LovE RinGs aLLonE..:)
Sad Songs often
feel more than
even happy Songs
as to bRing iN Science
to the miX of Love.. Grief
elevates Dopamine of Creativity
in Neuro-chemical way and sinks
goes lower2 as
as trust drops oFF..
but FeeLinGs FeeLinGs
yes.. God FeeLinGs can
be Stronger than ever beFore
as the Dopamine comes in rush
social innate instinct
and intuitive terms
in human flesh
and blood iSREAL
way.. hmm.. sorry noW
if i changed the mood as
science also says too.. all
stuff systemizing and worry
problem solving mind takes us
of the social
of ToGeTherNess of Human allone..
too.. in ‘Fred Talk’
way.. hehe.. yeah
i kNow.. i’ve got dry humor too..;)
pray a prey oF
sonG of heARt
never gained.. never
used.. perhaps lost.. never
ever had aT all.. child abuse..
social abuse.. social neglect..
the reaSons range from A to
Z+innate ways too.. bottom line..
pray a prey
to dArk oF Day..:)
Cat purrS now so sweet..
Dog whimpers low..
WiLd.. wE.. now
All caught uP..
to dVerse Sounds oF Love..
5:23 pm.. 8172016.. foR NoW..:)
And side note.. ‘they’ deleted
that beautiful lyrical song
for Love of Moon..
SinGS in BriGhtest
Love SonGs YiN iN Jars oF liGht..
and Sturgeon.. and green corn fuLL
Moon noW so BriGht.. as no one
deletes the moonliGht
never heAR Moon
liGht is RiGht noW
as Song as sAMe..;)
And now at 10:49 pm..
back with 4 more Love
Sound dVerse prompt links now
added.. with more poetic Responses from me.. hehe.
Laughter of missing
Love.. a hum from past
that refuses to go numb..
of solace liGhter..:)
Wow.. reminds me how
i bless the day that i got
over my cat allergies
have a purr
even in bed..
how softly a cat heARt soothes..:)
In a new age where bootie dancing
has replaced slow dancing..
and Love songs have died..
mostly as such too..
not sure if
most folks are
looking for anymore..
perhaps selfies and lowering
the fertility rates is in order from Nature..
yeah.. i tend to over
tHinK over under thiNk..;)
of love in sonGs
oF heArt and other
senses that connect
as emoTioNs.. for me..
a faint smell of the perfume
‘Babe’.. and the weirdest thing..
now that you mention it.. i swear
i smelt it tonight in a sweaty gym..
in iron cast
perhaps it was
perfume no. 000..;)
All caught up at 11:13 pm..:)
SMiLes.. Victoria.. friEnd..
for me a Nautilus sheLL
as beach jar..
that do expand
in words as well
with motto of build
thee more stately mansions
by.. Oliver Wendell Holmes..
but quite honestly.. after Earning
three degrees at The University of
West Florida.. wHere the Nautilus and
Argonaut sings a snail-like fight Song of Trident
Waters Adventure.. i went to lEarn.. never ever thinking
about what i wanted to do.. next.. and i suppose for the longest
a jar of freedom
in all Natural Nautilus
shEll in mansions of creativity
never meaSure A next sTep iSrealalWaysnow..
reAlly.. all i wanted to do was/is fulfill my human potential..
i had to get the money out of the way first and work.. after school..:)
Thanks my friend now for the
words of encouragement.. then..
i had no clue what i wanted to do..
even after i finished 33 years of work..
including a quarter of a Century working and
retiring from the Government.. my sister said
there would be another chapter in my life before
i ever dreamed of writing or dancing at age 49.. and
then a word..
a page and much
more and recovery from.. then..
in 2013.. a synergy of death threatening
illnesses.. a real miracle.. even validated
by the medical profession as such.. and
enough perspective to truly never need
to look back now my friend.. floWinG
iN ZonE.. i think the moral
of the story now..
is.. it’s never to
now.. a New
with Love of
what one does..
after seeking and finding it..:)
wow. your words just flow! Loving how you interpret the songs and the images through poems!
SMiLes.. my new Friend Rosemawrites..
thanks so much for staying on the raft.. haha..
and making it down the river of word flow all the way
to comment here.. as hehe.. you just floated through
what is approaching Novel length now with this
‘Macro-verse’ of A full blog site that is actually
one total long form poem of ‘ocean poem’
approaching 4 million words now..
hehe.. so yeah.. smiles
a Tsunami River
continuing to spread
with no defined shores..
And you are certainly a welcome
addition to the dVerse trail my friEnd.
as you bring positive energy to words that
is sadly and certainly expectingly missing from
poetry land.. as my poetry started off in a very dark
place too.. but it got me out of the dark and now i celebrate
it all.. and sure.. i do mean all and that is where the photos help
too.. in ways of visual poetry aS weLL.. and for those of us sTiLL
young enough either in age or like me hehe.. in heArt.. SpiRit and
miNd and Body BaLanCinG soUl.. wHere the human body from head
to toe and all its functions becomes as holy and sacred as all elements
of life.. even the dArk pArts and sHades of grey that move past the rainbow..
hues of colors in Imagination and creativity that moves and connects beyond
what came noW so far past
beFore mY friEnd.. we can
certainly do new stuff with
the technology of today mixed
with free verse poetry of the then
yesternows of those pioneers of heArt..
spiRit.. SoUl.. no rules here.. no boundaries
and ..no Queen Victorian prudent restrictions..
just life.. just life.. as free and wild that Nature
will bRinG to We when it is the essence that is
Holy and Sacred away from human made rules
that restrict our Nature and the whole
of Nature that i for one see
as a bigger God than
and books from
the dusty past.. the
God in me and the God
of whole continues to evolve
i N E S S E N C E W I L D F R E E
the same as a much greater Force noW
as Stars Wars2 says.. than bEfore.. simply
’cause noW all that is WiLd and Free simply
is is my friend.. simply is without any REAL
limits and restrictions of the science of the
human mind that is the real illusion oF
the so-called human-made
have no heARt..
no SpiRit and no soUl
as science has no tool to
adequately measure this non-
repeatable experiment that is
the existential intelligence of hUman
bEinG Quantum relEased as metaphor
of course.. as unleashed to DO MORE..
Have a great day.. the wind and water of
my voice and dance will nevermore now be held down
by shores of human made prisons that chain the more of WE…:)
Facebook Friend Ashe.. shares A sad
(Olympic Chinese Swimmer talking
all about swimming on her period
and not even calling it her ‘auntie’ like they
still do in incredibly still oppressed China)
and finally growing state of change in the
Chinese culture as tampons have been a
taboo there as lord knows.. huh.. that if a
woman is de-hymenated by a tampon
her worth as a human being
half the world lives
in darkness and more..
and no it’s not just religion
that does this.. as China is
a predominately so-called atheist
country but in reality of course.. studies
show about eighty-percent of the culture
engages in some kind of FOLK religion..
they just don’t have the same words
of existential intelligence of all that
is like God or Allah.. they see a
a God out of words.. face palm..
like God of all Nature of all
existence is limited to the
forms of human words
or humans FucKinG
PERIOD IF i MAY
USE A BLOODY PUN..
YEAH.. IT’S BLOODY RIDICULOUS..
It doesn’t matter how smArt a person
is.. if the culture is ignorant..
the smartest people
in the world
equally as ignorant..
as social acceptance
is the rule of human ignorance..
smiles.. my position as lifelong outcast
is truly a treasure of thought and feelings..
yeah.. i can
measure that too..
in many many empirical
ways of both art and science..
in other words.. both i and God
are bigger than culture.. simply noW
’cause we are wild and free.. and play
by no rules of approved chains and prison..
but no duh.. i play by all the local.. state and
federal laws.. but usuAlly don’t hang in socially
approved clubs.. as i am usuaLLy a little too ‘big’ to fIT in..
in empirically meaSurable ‘new’ standards of wiLd and FREE..;)
Well.. today is my 3 year anniversary writing on Word Press as my Ocean Poem as whole as i’ve often stated.. hehe.. is approaching 4 million words still.. if not already exceeding that in total.. as all of it is the original spirit of poetry that was alWays free verse until the rule makers and keepers got ahold oF it and penned it down from free.. hehe.. that as just another serendipitous pun.. for fun..
and sure.. synchronicity too..
and yeah.. the whole dAm
public writing project started on
March 10th.. 2013.. which makes this
mY 42nd month i am writing in now fuLL
total.. as witness for God of all that
iS that will culminate as milestone on 911..
2016 of this year.. and hEar’s the thing about
Garden’s of Band Aids.. you are the one who can
count your blessings best.. as these days it’s the way
of the world.. most everyone is finally able to obtain tHeir 15
minutes of so-called fame.. and as far as self actualization
and human potential goes.. a selfie dam sure beats a life..
lived under covers.. as far as
huMan MoVinG.. conNecTinG..
And creAting goes as wild and
free humans who are truly citizens
of the God of Nature’s Kingdom will
NatuRally do if set free.. and hell
yes.. even in the front row pews
of Southern Baptist churches..
young folks at least are
perusing porn as
that is what
human being will do
in tHeir spare time at least
for 15 minutes or so to eliminate
frustration.. agression and tendencies
towards violence.. if they are not in a primitive
tribe that regularly practices the work of the night
in the missionary position of keeping enough human
beings in the work force to have some God dam
food.. as not everyone gets the grocery
store route to a full belly
of starch.. and sugar and
all ya can eat animal fats
and such to break this down..
hehe.. even further as i digress..
but am i really digressing.. no.. oF
course not because a garden of band-aids as in
the band or tribe that aides us in life can range
from the primitive work of the night that starts
as early as puberty.. where there are actually
no words in the language for either masturbation
or homosexuality as science does show THAT truly
shows how much the environment of repressing/
oppressing human sexuality from consensual and
peer appropriate age relations from puberty
do lead to the.. let’s just say.. fetishes of
life and don’t get me wrong.. science does
prove there is a 20% or so genetic component
of homosexuality.. but yes.. masturbation is
learned when there is not another way of
‘relief’ after puberty.. let’s just say2..
and the reason that some studies now
show from Arabian doctor’s themselves
that up to 80 percent of three to six year
old little girls are sexually molested and
exposed to fellatio and masturbating the
male members mostly of the family in
the home environment as well
as intimate associations with
others who are attached
to that home environment..
well here’s the thing.. in that
culture.. the opposite sex.. STiLL
EXCEPT FOR FAMILY MEMBERS.. are not
allowed to touch.. until the women
are paid for in the Dowry system
to get a husband and the
and ceremony for
so what happens..
perversion of course..
from what humans ‘normally’
do when un-repressed.. un-opressed
and who do not live in the insanity of
a patriarchal controlling culture that
believes if a woman is de-hymenated still
now before marriage they are simply trash..
evil.. and shit like that.. sadly they
are shooting themselves in the
foot.. as the real evil
is not being a Free
and Wild child of
God.. to get the
job of life done as Nature
would have it beyond the
insanity of human chains
of books.. of rules.. and religions too..
anyway.. to talk like this in the broad of
open human cultures.. makes a person more of
an outcast than socially accepted citizen..
as it’s not politically correct to make waves
of trUth and liGht.. yeah.. we all know about the
story of the myth and man of Jesus.. go against..
the cultural and or religious order of the land and
the penalties can be as severe as crucifixion in
Muslim Lands still.. and hehe.. in the good old U.S.
of A.. ya just get ignored.. deleted.. or banned online..
as now online is just about the only way people even
move.. connect and create with each other at all.. and
hell.. something.. anything..
is better than nothing.. like
a couch potato playing video games..
and watching TV and never even FucKinG
MoVinG.. ConNecTinG or CreaTinG or even
getting off the FucKinG chair of Life to even
FucKinG interact with life in the big world..
and FucKinG live.. so i do that..
and i accept myself holy and sacred
in all i do.. by continuing this garden
of band-aid here.. in super-epic fashion..
in the longest long form ocean poem still..
’cause trust me baby.. when you reach even
a hair breadth of your God Given potential in
all the higher powers of God of Nature given to
us when wild and free.. you are no longer
human as word.. you are
a FucKinG Free bird
of God in human
essence.. WiLd and FReED..
@least and west for me..
whOlE.. ONE FORCE..
and yeah.. baby..
FLYING SO HIGH.. NOW
like all Jonathan Seagulls
do who have not had their
wings clipped by culture and
or religious lies now.. still ugh..
baby.. this is the 21st century.. NoW..
it’s L I V I N G S T O N noW T i M E..
it’s Now to make a more baroque Nautilus
Shell than the before of chains and prisons
of books with mOldy stains of shackles down in hell..
and so do WE
ALL when WE FREE..:)
i am A Rocky NoW
oF DancE and poEtry..
and i can FucKinG
AKA the Kingdom
oF God oF NatUre
iN Heaven juST noW..
so yeah.. baby.. SinG and DancE
FReED.. @LEast and west for mE..:)
So.. a real modern day Kerouac or Whitman..
Ginsberg.. TS Elliot.. Dickinson.. and just about
any other really memorable poet.. yeah..
like what is reported of Jesus and
Buddha.. too.. and sure a
few verses from the
Kuran too.. that are
not all rapey and bloody
feeling.. steps into a poet’s
pub.. hehe.. with the modern
rule makers of poetry.. and tries
to get a seat.. and yeah.. like Jesus
and his dirty feet and sandals.. without
a buck to see of Caesar’s coins to get a drink..
as Jesus.. when you are really in heaven.. wine
stinks.. and just moves away from the experience of
Heaven now.. in poetic ways of writing too..
as ya wanna be 100% wired sober..
and drunk real in the ecstatic
mind and body balance
expanding state of
by drink.. or even culture
and religion too.. to dance and
write free as any Apollo and Pan freed
hybrid will certainly do now.. and if you
have what science shows is the modern
version of the human attention span of
commercial TV that is literally the size
of A Gold Fish attention and focus..
i’ve already lost ya.. at the second
short line of about above..
and that’s okay.,
it is what it is..
i do art in SonG
and DancE of Poetry
as i AM art and Art makes
i very happy just to do ArT..
audience or not.. it is what it is
and i give and share.. as hey.. it’s
free to do that these days.. in so many
free avenues.. with pockets empty of the
greenblack devil of dollar bills.. anyway.. NOW
back to the dVerse poet’s pub story.. they
wouldn’t know a Kerouac.. a Whitman
a Ginsberg.. TS Elliot.. Dickinson
or a real life Jesus or Buddha
if he/her came in just to see
what was going on
in the online
world of art..
and as history shows..
the conservative rule making
and science making grey pompon
world of art.. stays bound to books..
and words and in general the art
of concrete symbols.. of bEfoRe..
and in this renegade of art
poem of Poetic Martial
Dance Science.. they
were celebrating the photography
OR essence of a poet who liked to
break the rules.. and a poem i had already
written fit that essence in 5 elements of empirical
measure i was ready to defend if necessary and then
the literally thinking poet.. who does really great
as many of them do in describing the literal
sensory environment of life beyond
the deeper existential poetic
elements of life.. deleted
my poem without even
allowing me to defend
the spirit and essence
of what i was doing
by honoring the
poet as prompt..
i in clear detail in the
comments section went
on to defend the meaning of
my poem.. but in the empathy-less
world of online.. people are just objects
and not treated like beings with feelings..
where the clarification and validation of
communication and differences of
opinions and creative differences
specifically are not reciprocally
honored as ‘normal’ human
beings in the REAL WORLD
OF HUMANITY WITH
FEELINGS WILL DO..
so i wrote an Email to
‘Brian’.. writing mostly of my
dismay of not even being allowed
to defend the meaning of my poem
to have a voice.. and he basically said..
she is in charge of the prompt so she can
dictate whatever the FucK she wants in
consequences no matter how wrong
she is empirical analysis of the
whole dam poetry
and i had already
encountered a stiff
collared teacher who said
that poetry is not poetry unless
it is brief.. failing to learn the lesson
of history that free verse long form poems
are the beginning of most all of human written
communication.. collected intelligence and even
fucking complex cultures as whole.. in other words..
she didn’t even know where poetry came from or what
it even really is as essence in what some describe as
Holy spirit flow of words and this works for dance too..
as she was one of those paint by numbers ballet
associated folks too.. that i at 235LBs can
dance circles around.. ’cause i go
by no rules as the Neo of
the Dance world
and even martial
arts and poetry too now..
anyway.. i document it for the
record to inspire other potential
folks who have much more than
the attention span and focus of a gold
fish and wanna ACTUALLY FULFILL SO
MUCH MORE OF THEIR HUMAN POTENTIAL
NOW.. no.. this is not for everyone and truly it may
only be for me.. but never the less i can share
my cheap thrills and give them away for next
to nothing in greenback evil dollar bills so
i jUSt do that too..
as Jesus.. i don’t even
have to pay for paper online
or kill trees that i hug oh so tight WITH GOD
NOW FREED.. AS RINGS OF TREE OF LIFE
DON’T STOP MAKiNG
A SHELL THAT GROWs ON..:)
Jesus F. in Christ.. THEN..
culture put me in a hell sHeLL..
at this point and 4 decades of real
Hell to come.. aWay from
40 yearS in
made in my
mostly.. NOT BORN..:)
AND YES.. more on
purgatory here.. in
from this Facebook
Algorithm provided memory
from a year ago.. to date now..:)
And now i think and feel.. it would have
really been sad if i gave into the devil and
the hell that was me back in 2008 after going
without sleep in a perfect storm of total human
exhaustion and 19 medical disorders.. many of
which were not diagnosed at that point.. yes.. in that
lent period through March and April of 2008.. with the
worst pain known to humankind later diagnosed as
type two trigeminal neuralgia also known in some
circles as Sluder’s Headache.. and a generic
term of atypical face pain.. during all waking
hours for what would come to be then
from January of 2008 where actually
it started as early as the Winter of
2006 when suddenly i couldn’t
stand colors on the TV screen..
oh so strange like what the
fuck hell is this that no
or is even
in a textbook
as far as i know
of colors hurting..
anyway.. the real hell of the
pain went 66 months until the
end of July 2013 around the 22nd
of that month.. and in that lent period
of 2008.. sure just coincidence huh..
or synchronicity of darker God
winks.. with the addition
where my Autonomic
Nervous system no longer
synched my heart rate and
blood pressure together appropriately
i would gasp for breath every time i was
so exhausted for sleep.. the psychiatrist
who didn’t really understand what the fuck
in totality was going on for me in real earth hell
prescribed an alpha blocker to mend my autonomic
nervous system.. in his best guess way of practicing
pill medicine.. and yes.. i got about one hour of very
shallow card board sleep for each of 35 days in lent
then.. and the last 5 of 40.. i could not sleep at all
no matter alpha blocker or not..
so.. somehow even though
i had lost the strength
to make it to the
shower.. i got my
car keys where they
were hid from me.. and
wanted to ram my car in to
a tree to escape from living hell..
oh yeah.. the Sjogren’s syndrome
where my eyes quit making tears altogether
was like having your eyes open and swimming
in salt water during all waking hours too.. severe
degenerative arthritis in my spine and spinal stenosis
not yet diagnosed either and Fibroymyalgia.. anhedonia..
alexithymia.. Severe Depression.. Severe anxiety.. all
related of course.. with panic attacks and PTSD
and other disorders that people call
hell but were a piece
of cake then
the others like
being on the Autism
Spectrum.. ADHD.. and
stuff like that.. made a perfect
storm of worse then.. living death..
but the worst part of all was losing
all my emotions all together in piece
of paper existence where at one point
i could feel nothing at all and when i say
nothing at all that is no metaphor that was
the literal reality of piece of paper existence
at that point in lent.. where one second was a
thousand years of hell.. and there was really
no time at all but all time as hell.. that
place iSREAL as real as the heaven i
live in now.. and trust me.. do your
best to stay away from stress.. as chronic flight or
fight stress.. will not only kill but make hell eventually
real in life too.. it’s not worth it even if you have to
be homeless and eat out of garbage bins..
it is beyond better than
REAL FucKinG Human
Hell.. so.. here’s the deal know..
i am Still diagnosed with Asperger’s
syndrome with most of the rest of the
stuff technically in remission.. but i for
one have 100% hope.. faith and belief
it ain’t coming back.. and no it’s not..
no matter.. if modern medicine has
no hope.. no faith.. no belief
or prayer as whole
of that.. there
are much greater
powers of healing
in the human will
in total 100% positivity
of white light fearless love
that science cannot touch as
it is beyond the measure of their
scientific method instruments now..
but to not use that power is beyond
ignorance.. beyond a place
that can be
for a REAL LIVE
LIVING HUMAN BEING..
and yes.. after being
stone dead cold as
66 months and
that.. i transformed
into a totally different
human being and am assessed
as Bi-Polar.. and with
the technical definition
of that with being God
obsessed in hypergraphic
way of witnessing
for God close to
4 million words
now and doing free
verse nude poetry
as passionately as
possible.. sure i fit
that label too.. yes now..
but i do not harm anyone
or myself along the way..
and history is full of folks
doing this.. when the culture
says it’s the norm.. and even
celebrated eventually in history
per the example of King David
of course as myth..
but i AM iSREAL NOW..
iN THE FARTHEST
MORAL OF THE STORY
WHEN I die.. i did not jump
off that bridge.. that i Found
to end it all.. i endured.. i persevered as devil
in hell.. i never really GOT mad at God and Nature
same as at least i found love in my life where before..
i didn’t think i could.. well before that in purgatory
parts of life.. so i never ever fully gave up.. at least
in what counts in the action of taking the next step
alive no matter how much hell it was to just do that..
to go on.. yes.. when i die.. no matter if anyone
else notices or not.. my last
oR not heRE..
YOU NOTICE now..
A REAL iSREAL
KILROY WAS HERE..
AND this is my graffiti
on the side of the wall of the
world that is my tombstone noW
of Real even before i die.. i LiVE NOW..
yeah.. i know and feel.. this is like a whole
script of a movie.. from head to toe.. in just
one little micro-verse.. of a macro verse of
my ocean whole poem now.. but like i say..
and i NOW
do live EPiC
as any real
Anyway.. like ‘the theme song’
so nicely illustrates.. i don’t
ride a bike any more.. but it is
my own personal Holy and Sacred R and R
Thursday for Dance and other related activities
just for fun… thaT are sTill paRts of WhoLe
of my art in appreciation of all of my life..
its form.. and functions.. and yes..
essence too WitH
is my 123rd week
of celebrating my free
style of wild neo-like dance
with all the cool college age
folks from Seville Quarter.. and
i have been so weighted down in free
verse poetry lately that i have been
arriving a little late with much
difficulty in even getting
a parking spot as
popular in the
last two years
since i started going
there when Spring of 2014
arrived in the end of March
that year.. and so did i at Old
Seville to dance free as free can be..
like these words here.. hehe.. alive i’LL
with more fun
dance photos coming
to this 695th Macro
Verse of Ocean whole form
poem.. and sure to be shared at
lEast in paRt in the 696th verse
stARting potentially later today in Micro V
Verse way in the comments section of this published
Macro Verse here.. of ‘Jar oF liGht AnD DArk heARts’..
also later today coming soon.. and
yes.. photos coming
after the wee
hours of dance
as i continue
of three years on
the 42nd month
ALL THAT IS
i find human funny.. no.. not
the essence of what God of Nature
creates as humans but the cultures and
religions they are born into that becomes only
clothes of humans so far away from the essence
of what they can be and are.. if not trapped in the
forms of what other humans create..
i remember regaining the pleasure
of my sight and hearing
at the end of July..
2013.. and the
thrill to buy a
very expensive pair
of Maui Jim Sun Shades..
with a patented tint technology
that finally relaxed my ocular nerve
enough to see beauty again fully with
pleasure.. i had been writing poetry to
before the July of Recovery for a few months
since March 10th of 2013.. in witness of what i knew
about God of all of nature starting with that first post there
of my perspective of all that is otherwise known as God then..
but still i could not feel this beauty..
my words were only shells of the
essence of God.. and it’s
true.. art.. means little
to folks who only
of life in
a world of
that is manmade from
the start as God’s Painting
flows in winds of skies as pastel
colors of sky that swirls without straight
lines and sharp angles to make a cave for
humans to hide from the beauty of GoD wHole
so far beyond a book or words manmade no different
really than houses of words with bolted doors to keep people
trapped inside away from a greater beauty of God to see and
experience whole.. anyway.. in the September of that year.. one
of my first public outings at the Seafood festival in Pensacola
being able to use my eyes and ears without almost
intolerable pain for the first full month since
66 months of that pain.. brought
a renewed gratitude
for the blessings
of all of Nature
God brings beyond
dead things that humans
make into the life of they..
i found taking photos of
grand oaks atop my head
and ha.. a lady said what
is he doing.. oh my god yes..
and it’s true.. there is poetry
that expresses the deeper of life..
and there is language that attempts
to stay as concrete in form and meaning
as possible to avoid another interpretation
of reality in differences of opinion.. and that’s
okay as life is very scary to some folks and any
difference to ponder is more fuel to the stress of
fear of difference in life to they.. so they need those
angles and straight lines of homes.. to survive comfortably
it seems.. but for me the greatest poetry is the poetry of God
i see in the visual images of nature.. and the greatest poetry of
God i FeeL is of course in me.. as i dance an all free style of
Dance with God to feel more and more of God in senses and
emotions in every new move i make.. meanwhile.. God
Paints the sky.. with a new portrait for me to capture
and share for those who care to partake in
that moment of glory in the
coming of God always
now.. sadly.. some
books and yes..
that board them from
Seeing and Feeling more
of God.. inside.. outside.. above
and yes so below of all around.. any
way.. life is a Rorschach test with ink of
God as painter of that test of reaLiTy whole
like nights in white satin.. and days with colored
clouds as skeYes of God.. some folks see beauty
and others see evil in the same paint of God’s sKeYes..
almost everything i feel and see is holy and sacred simply
as i create that experience of life with the relative free will
of seeing and feeling that is malleable for DArk and potentially
so much more liGht free in bliss.. nirvana.. satori.. yes.. the heaven now..
a Jar oF liGht and DArk heARts is the same in essence as we do have
a great deal of choice and will of what fills that jar up in color.. black
or white.. or a rainbow of SenSinG and FeeLinGs never ever felt
print of God
as WE MORE..:)
the gathering gloom,
Watch lights fade from
every room. Bedsitter people
look back and lament, Another day’s
useless energy spent. Impassioned lovers
wrestle as one, Lonely man cries for love
and has none. New mother picks up and
suckles her son, Senior citizens wish
they were young. Cold hearted orb
that rules the night, Removes the
colours from our sight. Red is
grey and yellow white.
But we decide
which is right.
Rafiah.. shares a slide
show of two slides that
provide a photo of a meadow
with rabbit eating carrot and another
one with the material reductionism
of physics describing all
of the equations
order out of
and i in
now or the
i for one now
both and i don’t know..
i do art..
after all it is
60% of the word
smart.. somenows the
secrets of life are in plain
and as far
as i don’t know
that my FriEnd Rafiah..
is the art of God and Language..:)
Rafiah.. provides a surreal
park scene with beautiful
colors.. a tardis in the
park from the
that she currently
is enthralled with..
and a couple
in the colors
of rain under
and i sure don’t
blame her now as the
choices of entertainment
for a 22 year old woman..
soon to turn 23 in Pakistan..
are not that diverse in potential..
it seems to me..
so i say..
i visit again..
who is happier..
the couple.. under the
umbrella.. the colorful
lights.. or the tardis from
another place.. i say..
And now i say..
perhaps my friend
will.. interact.. hehe..
by the next Macro-Verse..
and i work really hard to
have any friends at all outside
family.. but that my Friend(s) is the price
FREE.. it doesn’t
alWays make friends..
very easy at all..
it.. as when
the last sleep comes
it will be we and God allone..
as truly that is always under the Umbrella..
and no.. there is no tardis escape for that..:)
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