Take the Wrong Planet Home



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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..
more dance
My FriEnd..
be by your
place tomorrow to
comment as i have
to have 10 fingers to
do that then properly
as smart phones
for me
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
about recovered
from the
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
creation now
oF humanLY
FriEndly Words..;)

My friEnd..:)



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,
as whole
as my
shows here.

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.

I sing
A Song
of Free.

Thanks Alex.
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

Bottom line,
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..
to find
that friEnd
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
folks call
actualization ..
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
waiting to
simply come
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
the potential
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.’

i respond..

As a philosophy
Teacher from Junior
College.. named
Hunt.. did provide
Some helpful hints..
The rest of it
Seemed lost..
In comparison..;)

Victoria says..

‘Well, it sounds like you’re reaching out
and being the mentor to others
that you did not find.
You’re a blessing!’

i say..

And you
Are so
A welcome
Addition to nice..:)

Victoria says..

‘So sweet-tears:-)’

then i say..

So.. i’M stArting
To think here in terms
Of that really
Cool Fox spoof
About ‘Lucifer’..
Per.. ‘Did Father
Send you’..
In other
i am
Both literally
And meta-physically
Getting an Angel
oF liGht Vibe
From you
It is rare
As literally
100 or so K
Online has
Sincerely.. Me..:)

Victoria responds in kind..

‘That’s so kind
My kids might laugh
at that though’

And with even
more wit i say..;)

And dArk
in the yin
And yang of
Human real
My wife
Can certainly relate
To that too or shall
I SAy i can
As sHe Angel2..;)

Victoria says..

‘Yes there is a lot of dark here.
Glad you’re married to an angel
angel emoticon.’

i say..

On ocasSion2..
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..

A cat
Is nice..;)

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
than one…:)

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
others as
just too
be all of
me free all i want
to be of me now..
i am lucky to live
here.. in this
of heaven
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..

sMiles yes..
Doctor Doctor..

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
the proof
by what
i AM doing
here.. perhaps
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
connecting principle
going on here noW
for it to be
the language
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
and bytes
of the
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
relating forces
as Now
well noW..
many of which
are a-causal
in terms
of what
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
others as
in liFe..
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
we who
see so
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
tactile sensitivity
in heightened
way since
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
desks to
do a dance
different than
the polka
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
share fuly
per this
Woman too..
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
sensuality too..
People ask
me YTF do
i make strange poses
in my selfies.. and i say
FTW baby i’m alive i
do not die in skin
dead.. and
on top of
that words
as flesh
of Truth..
But at least photos
bring us closer
than words
in sculpture
and flesh of
The selfie
of old and
new is
a revelation
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
same face
you know
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
worth sharing..
from last year..

Love sees clearly
cat with
Love is
old human
clothes new
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
Real Devil
of LiFE
and GOD
never demands
US to Fear OUR Lives
in GOD’s eyEs of LOVE


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
so high
so high
with God
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..
free.. anyway..
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
i want
it to
be free..
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.
Look around:
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”.[7][8] 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.[9][10] 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.[11]”

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
on toward
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
instead of
little kiddies
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
have fulfilled
a little
old prophecy
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
way.. two
two doves
aS oNe..
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
thatis.. going
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
for doing
all of this
writing online
since Thanksgiving
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..
why not..
coming to
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
counting noW..
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..
to Super
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
high enough
substance need to
BRinG a hiGher LAmP
of Seeing more wisDoM..
oh.. yes.. the inner i.. SinGs
Free.. hold yoUr hand and never
lET you
friend as
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
poem ever
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
generation paternally
removed from
there are
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
numerology terms
as 1.618 mean
of living
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..
anyWay..noW Now..
i ain’t afraid of
no light and i
bust scary
ghosts of
fear now
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
of rise
of rise
and live
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
to schizotypal
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
from the
oldest creature
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
magical thinking
ways as tHeir
is FucKinG
in fActs
this hUman
white schizotypal
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
five.. scientific
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
dArk thoughts
in everything
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
yes.. be
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
are born
away from
the chosen
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
of our
liFe is Magic
for those who CAN
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..
iLLUMiNATinG liGht..
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
God given
behavior to
sacred marry
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
to do..
join uS
iF you WiLL
or can or not..
i for one believe
in can and WiLL..
over the greater human



“Discourse on virtue and they pass by in droves.

Whistle and dance the shimmy, and you’ve got an audience.”

— Diogenes

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
the ice
to my
bones and
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
darker then
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..
have maintained
that age of grey
and bald spot
less but
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
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
who care
now or
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
to be
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
Disorder away
from God as
sAMe into
man made
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..
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
struggles her
through life..
to find the Pacific
Islander sire to
BRinG her
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
to you..
and yes..
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
consummation there
on September 21st
1989.. around
the date of
my conception
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
on vacation..
and pre-delivered
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
rainbow heavens
of God of Nature
Pure as the
devil bird
rises out
of 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
Goddess instead..
so might as well
go with a
in Isis
poetic form..
but me no God..
just a bEast..
a humble..
God with
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
of Journey
and paths
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
reAlly noW as eARth.. yes..
this is reAlly going down
for real as heaven
now.. do realize
all of what it
takes as God
now we
to this Interconnecting
Interdependent relationship
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
for eternal
sad that
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
of God
now.. to
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
so literally
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
And sure..
i prosper
My FriEnd

SOHEIR says:

You are blessed indeed Fred!
Have a good day and smiles:-)

i then say..

Thanks..so true..
And Hope you
Have a great day
Too.. With sMiLes2..
FriEnd SOHEIR..:)

SOHEIR says:


i say..:)


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
the darkest
ways that
ancient books
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..
then or
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
if somehow
he snuck
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..
and never
to print
my pages..
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..
sure iF
you believe
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
etc.. yes..
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..
Hustler Lingerie
Gifts to
draW anD
audience i guess..
for the Sunday Dinner
Slide show number two..;)

Yes.. that’s one sexy
one piece Bra.. as the
Facebook Algorithm
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..
Freddy Freeloaders
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
at church
and call
it immoral..
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
Macro-Verse Memory
way.. tomorrow or so..
as they stArted to get
allergic to all my words
at dVerse.. and thiS
Macro-Verse SunG
here to
them in tHeir
exclusionary need
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..
into tHeir
naRroW MOld..:)


Ah.. yes.. a test for echo as art
and free continues here..
as A gifted child
will refuse
to now do
only one
then of art..
now when
art noW
flows then
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


KA.. the
ancient alpha
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
of God’s
arms Free.. and
WHO kNows yoU may
liVe forever and
come back
the same
more eternally
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..
A reaLiTy
oF Gods EYes
of/iN uS
Suns whose
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
is God
and WiLD
iN SonG and
DAncE of wE..
i AM KA.. and
Katie2.. pure
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
of Lamp
of hUman
meaning and
purpose.. nah..
it is not the shell
of the Nautilus that counts..
it is the beauty we feel
and sense of sHeLL as
of HeARt
as SpiriT
of FeeLinG
and SenSes
go on now as
noW a Ray
goeS oN..
as after i die..
i will continue to
SinG and DancE the
Egyptian of BeFoRe..
i never die..
as long
as tHere
is liGht
oF Y
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
of LiFE
as they
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
of God
and more
and never
less.. in we
maGiC hUmans
who kNow and
FeeL.. and SeNse
no boundaries of
bEfore as God is
Free to Be More
and so
as trUe
and liGht
children oF
God.. WiLd
and Free.. and
sure.. Heaven is
juST a natural
by product
noW in
the Kingdom
of God’s KA
and ArT
a celebration
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..
wE togeTheR
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..:)


Facebook Friend
Ashe shares a
Facebook compilation
of one hit wonders from
the decade of the 2000’s
and i say..

A star.. If they
Find it and
Shine it
For Free..
With Ease..:)

PS.. Like
The eclectic
Nature now of
Your FB posts
As never ending
Stories noW and paintings.. Etc.. Now
My creation
To free
So.. Sure..
i am a Zero
Hit Uni-verse..
As i for OnE
Will never spiRAl
Else’s idea
Of fAMe..
In words
OranD dance..;)


This is
All so true
You are groWing
As light.. My friEnd..
As light works toGetHeR
And never separate as Dark
As DArk is
Only paths
To LiGht
A Lamp
Growing Reach..:)


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
God moves
too.. now..
in balance
and radiating
the SonG and
DancE oF
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
FucK you
live now
free whether
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..
so sure..
i FucK
liFe and
GoD sAMe..
with no other
substantive drug
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
with no
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
including the
of wE..
IS A good
chance they
are lying for
selfish means..
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..:)


i staRted
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
in evil
eYes when
women are
reduced to
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
journey until
i graduated
from the
Wrong Planet
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
choice but
to look
the dArk
of outside
of school and work
blinded within.. and only
without sight and sounds of
culture would i find my way
back home to God/NaTure
so after
33 months..
since January
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
FeeL and
in faint
red of
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
comes BaCK
in faint
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
ThanksGiving year
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
oF all
that is
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
6 day
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, oh.

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”

-Led Zeppelin-


God oF Y i..:)



SiGns arE everYwHeRE..;)


thefeatheredsleep says..

“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..

“Let’s reinvent
What it means to
Be real”..
When real
Fearless True
As LiGht


WeLL.. iT appears.. Zee that i AM
the first one in 2016.. to hear
your words heRE and
now.. firST..
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
A soUl
hEars those
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
to hurt
but hell..
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
hell is
the word
that says
it is the
as essence is free
and alWays groWing
in liGht.. any word as last
is dArkest words oF aLL
as history
this lesSon
of humility
to hUman
bacK aGaiN..
the bigger words are
often the ones that lead
to hell so dArk on this eArth..
that essence drOwns in words beFore..
the only
place wE
in essence
TrUe and liGht
oUr souL sinGs
aS HeARt.. oF SpiRit
FeeLinG and eXpreSsinG
REal.. iN A BaLAnCinG oF miNd
and BoDy soUL iSREAL iSNOW
WE noW..:)


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
in return..

Don’t.. but
Do talent..:)

And i go on to say..

And if anyone
laughs smiles..
as that makes
you an excellent comedian..
and they are often the most
appreciated talents oF aLL..:)


FooL.. ain’T
noThing liKe iT
’cause iT’s ALL FReED..
NoW iSREAL..:)


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
a common
bind of
darK in
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
Kind greater
a tribe
of GlobaL
one.. allone..
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
MoVinG.. ConNecTing
CreAtinG ways thAt
aLL of Nature
God and
is Holy
and Sacred
whole with noW
Zero separation
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
expand the
and yes..
in global
terms there is
support.. tolerance
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
of fear
and hate
bEfore.. noW
and sure thAT
is not juST not
just inclusorRy
of Church
alone.. as
AnwHeRe theRE
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
noW as
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
and liGht
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
to change
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
sacred texts
that have
of statements
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
with positive
nurture of
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
Strength training
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
railroaded outta
here before
my current
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..
and heRe..
i keep
in mind/body
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
instinctual and
that yes..
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
of less
that struggle
to survive.. in what
comes what may..
anyway.. the
video above..
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
in old
back when..
Winks.. i AM a
gOlden mushroom
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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Love iS

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27 Responses to Take the Wrong Planet Home

  1. Thanks so much – this is great!!!

    • Hi.. Victoria.. thank you my FriEnd..
      for wading down through around
      240 photos.. and 16,666 words
      through the main post
      to comment
      here this
      evening with
      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
      friends are
      important.. noW
      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..
      ugh.. no
      for me..
      free art..
      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 changed
      mind zooomm..
      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..:)

  2. 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..
    particularly when
    your miNd
    and BoDy
    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
    of head..
    or vicarious
    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
    and people
    talk and
    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 and
    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
    is numb
    even to
    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
    never lost
    again in our
    own skin.. so sad..
    so sad beyond sad now
    as liVing thriVing noW
    flesh and blood.. iSREAL..:)

  3. 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
    Hearts’.. so
    surely that will
    be a theme
    song that
    for what
    is to come
    until then..
    of HeARt foR noW
    of course.. wRite
    on course as
    695 continues
    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
    getting that
    magic meaning
    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
    moveS on
    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
    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
    your emotions
    and scream
    to God
    Please help
    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
    psychopathic leaning
    folks in either a meat/
    meet market.. or
    money making
    trust me..
    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
    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
    on coals
    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
    wouldn’t wanna
    be anyone but
    me and
    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
    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..
    in 2015..:)


    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
    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
    documented still
    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

  4. 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
    and get
    for their
    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..
    ugh.. people
    are really
    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
    when that
    is gifted
    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
    usually opposite
    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
    for fleshly
    pleasures with
    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
    sure in small pockets.. relatively speaking
    still of hell over here too.. ugh ugh ugh iT sucks..
    for black
    jAr heArTs!..
    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
    heart of
    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’..;)

  5. 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
    incarnate Egyptian
    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
    dam choices
    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
    to bLack
    wHole soUls
    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..:)

  6. 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
    up pews
    of Southern
    Baptist church
    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
    jUst the
    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..:)


  7. Oh gosh.. been thinking about you friend..
    and didn’t see this share here.. until now..
    anyWay.. hEar.. hope you are
    doing weLL
    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..:)

  8. https://lifeconfusions.wordpress.com/2016/08/16/do-not-fall-in-love-with-me/

    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
    Volcano Katrina
    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
    great tales
    of life for
    some and
    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
    is often
    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
    younger.. and
    have met
    other volcanos
    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
    and never
    down aGain
    my FriEnd Zee..
    with love of course
    that only feels uP and
    never down so low
    wHere even
    demons fear
    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..:)

  9. 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 music
    to me
    as 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
    love to
    coMe to
    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
    as love
    can be
    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
    of Real
    and True
    oF liGht..
    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
    on the
    Love yes
    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
    Love fore
    into an owning gAMe..
    of taKing
    more than
    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..
    emoTions rePressed..
    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
    life’s releaf
    and reLease..
    Oak of LiFe StronG LovE..:)

    SMiLes.. my FriEnd.. every word
    IS A sound of Love when
    exPresSinG beauty
    and certainly
    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
    of words
    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
    literally follow
    the FucKinG instruction
    of a poem prompt.. like anything
    about poetry should be any less
    than metaphor for more..
    i replied
    in equAlly sly poetic
    fashion in liGht
    away from down
    of dArk..
    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..
    as the
    beat goeS
    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
    with no
    and bounds
    of science prison for loss..
    of Love free as poEtry SinGs aLive..
    and no
    longer dead
    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
    in appreciation
    of her poetry..
    i then
    say to

    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
    noW and
    noThing else..
    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
    less than
    truly beautiful
    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
    of thanks..

    i see liFe
    As enCourAging
    Thank you..:)

    Hmm.. Sleep Song of Love..
    that sounds like fun
    it is
    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
    never be
    quiet the
    same again
    aft that first
    speciaL anD
    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
    oh God..
    the memories..
    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..
    Now mY

    SwEaty.. FArty.. snoRinG
    Old man Love.. and Isis
    that standS iT aLL
    and oh God
    the stomach
    bugs and when
    yoUr quiet
    sweet non
    talkative and
    eventuAlly Devil
    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
    the husband
    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
    a glass
    of wine
    by never
    me.. anyway..
    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
    of Free
    dance Love..:)

    4:42 pm..

  10. https://gigoid.me/2016/08/16/platoons-of-hopeful-myrmidons/#comment-20210

    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
    a partial
    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
    morning before
    Dawn my

    “Learn what
    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

    No escape..
    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.
    Delicious ambiguity.”

    ~~ 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 DancE
    this SonG
    and even
    feeL iT
    more now..
    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
    that kNows
    no frost
    iN WiNter
    of killing leaves..:)

  11. 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
    Middle Center
    Aisle of the
    BaLanCinG DancE
    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
    slow moving
    Tai-Chi-like way..
    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..
    Athlete philosophers..
    poets and prophets
    sAMe as aesthete
    pure have risen
    through ecstatic
    DancE ‘tiLL the
    midnight approaching
    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
    family ancestral
    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..;)

  12. https://landofgoddesses.wordpress.com/2012/07/18/isis-iset-aset-auset/

    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
    Pan SinG
    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..
    heHe.. yes..
    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)
    iSREAL noWw2..;)

  13. 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
    in atmosphere
    less than
    hehe.. anyway..
    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
    same WiTh
    no REAL ROOM
    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
    the chains
    of hands
    noW of
    prisons wHo
    truly Kill the
    higher potential
    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
    with human
    in mythology
    and metaphor
    real of deeper
    innate.. instinctual
    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
    one form
    of past
    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
    normAlly born
    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
    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
    you live
    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
    as Instrument
    oF God
    to continue
    to coin phrases
    that MoVe.. ConnEcT
    And CreATe by UsinG more
    tHan LoSinG it by juSt doinG
    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
    on my
    KATiE MiA/Aghogday
    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
    an ink
    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
    what was
    written before
    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..

    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
    in evil
    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
    cALL of
    the Wild and
    Free as God same
    in MoVinG.. ConNecTing
    ways of Free as stars Grow
    and go on until the wheel of
    SinGS AgAin
    in never ending
    DanCinG noW
    and beginning rivers
    of water as Ocean Whole MaGiC
    SpRinG eYes of wE nowoneforevermorenowone..:)

  14. 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
    thE toP
    oF mY
    F iN
    FrED heAD
    talk sHow noW..
    hmm.. anyWay..
    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
    on.. oKAy..
    now let’s
    try with
    no make up
    on to see
    who can make a
    scarier face.. me
    or Jack.. Fred vs. Jack face hehe..
    let’s see..

    Yep.. once aGain this is
    what A REAL F iN Devil looks
    like.. shortly after he gets
    out of Hell for 66 months..
    still residual
    of hell
    on face
    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
    it don’t
    come free
    without lEt’s
    juST say Devil’s iSREAL..;)

    Now back to the Sound oF Love
    at 2:23 pm..
    on 8172016..
    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
    on Terrestrial
    for oh.. so
    long.. of 66 months then..
    anyway.. bottom line..
    WiTh relatively
    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..
    she feels
    a little
    more apParentLY
    than sHe knoWs..
    of mE hehe.. but don’t
    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
    wAy of
    for those
    who are lost
    in tHeir cultural
    and religious illusions
    and delusions of HeLL that
    is sadly aLL to iSREAL noW2..
    oh noW
    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..
    and changes
    as noW
    dOes TrUe and LiGht
    and dARk and FalsE..
    the course for me
    NoW is the
    placE NOw..
    Yes.. yes.. Yaass..
    oF course WritE oN CoursE NoW..;)

    Hmm.. i’M in need of a mood
    changer somEwHere else
    ‘here’.. so this is
    the Facebook..
    Profile photo..
    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
    EmoTions comE
    that even
    have no
    and sensE
    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
    bigger than
    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..
    iN FAct
    mY lOVE
    iS sImply
    i AM.. mY FriEnd..:)

    SMiLes.. mYFriEnd
    so trUe.. noW the Big
    Bang kNows no hUman
    hate.. books of illusory
    fears or empty promises..
    the Love oF BiG
    BanG iS
    iSreAL noW..
    in A most ELegant
    SonG oF anD DancE
    noW Of ouR RealiTy
    fELt aS WeLL wAves..
    mY FriEnd Now iSREAL..:)

    SMiLes.. depression
    kNows no reaSon
    or daughter
    noW oF
    and FeeLingS
    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..
    desiring onLY
    to connect
    one now
    to anotHeR
    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..:)

    sMiLes.. yeah..
    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..
    sMILes.. Aging
    as what
    sinGs Free
    and Old wiTh gRAce..
    with not a sound my FriEnd..
    quiet can be the Loudest
    Love oF aLL..
    in non-
    Langauge noW
    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..
    as Dance
    can be
    the loudest
    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
    rather rare
    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..:)

    Love aT
    First siGht
    would bE
    impossible by a SonG..
    alonE noW..
    LoveS eYes
    fLy hiGher
    MuSic SinGS..:)

    Nostalgia of Love
    SinGS SonGs
    of FeeLinGS
    allone.. noW
    all connected
    iS all that Is..
    no reaSon
    to FeeL
    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
    Oxytocin Nurture
    of social
    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
    of finding
    new love
    for evolutionary
    social innate instinct
    and intuitive terms
    means basic
    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
    away from
    the comfort
    of the social
    empathic intelligence
    of ToGeTherNess of Human allone..
    too.. in ‘Fred Talk’
    way.. hehe.. yeah
    i kNow.. i’ve got dry humor too..;)

    PreDator eYes
    pray a prey oF
    visual deLiGht..
    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..
    Predator eYes
    pray a prey
    of Visual
    are forever
    now.. then..
    One niGht
    stands faAl..
    to dArk oF Day..:)

    Cat purrS now so sweet..
    Dog whimpers low..
    Birds call..
    Bees hum..
    Baby coos..
    Dolphins whales
    SonG suBsonic
    caLLs.. Free..
    WiLd.. wE.. now
    BreathE LovE..:)

    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..
    oh well..
    jars come..
    they come
    as human
    oh.. sTiLL
    so low
    as YanG
    of dArk
    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
    REaL SonG
    in Grinch
    heARts that
    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.
    coming.. next..;)

    Laughter of missing
    Love.. a hum from past
    that refuses to go numb..
    life with
    of solace liGhter..:)

    Wow.. reminds me how
    i bless the day that i got
    over my cat allergies
    and can
    have a purr
    finAlly close
    to my
    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
    are what
    most folks are
    looking for anymore..
    perhaps selfies and lowering
    the fertility rates is in order from Nature..
    to accommodate
    the stresses
    of over-population..
    yeah.. i tend to over
    tHinK over under thiNk..;)

    my friEnd..
    yes.. memories
    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..
    and judging
    from the
    types there
    in iron cast
    military muscle..
    perhaps it was
    Ghost Buster
    perfume no. 000..;)

    All caught up at 11:13 pm..:)

  15. https://victoriayoun.wordpress.com/2016/08/16/shiny-forget-me-nots/

    SMiLes.. Victoria.. friEnd..
    for me a Nautilus sheLL
    as beach jar..
    built now..
    from scratch
    and mansions
    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
    run now..
    my gut
    instinct then
    was/iS correct..
    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 paragraph
    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
    to gRow
    now.. a New
    Nautilus Shell
    with Love of
    what one does..
    after seeking and finding it..:)

  16. rosemawrites says:

    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
      the whole
      thing is
      more like
      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
      one trapped
      in form
      of words
      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
      of life
      that truly
      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…:)

  17. 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
    becomes basically
    garbage.. huh..
    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
    It doesn’t matter how smArt a person
    is.. if the culture is ignorant..
    the smartest people
    in the world
    can be
    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..
    And hell
    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..;)

  18. 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
    any unrepressed
    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
    allowed to touch.. until the women
    are paid for in the Dowry system
    to get a husband and the
    appropriate paperwork
    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..
    FloWinG iN
    and yeah.. baby..
    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..
    on earth..
    God flies
    and so do WE
    ALL when WE FREE..:)


    i am A Rocky NoW
    oF DancE and poEtry..
    and i can FucKinG
    in Paradise..
    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
    being unadulterated
    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
    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
    shooting match..
    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
    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


    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
    free.. wandering
    40 yearS in
    a desert
    with no
    nerds are
    made in my
    mostly.. NOT BORN..:)

    AND YES.. more on
    purgatory here.. in
    Milton Patriachal
    driven schools..
    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
    doctor could
    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
    of Dysautonomia..
    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
    compared to
    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
    piece of
    hell existence..
    for a REAL LIVE
    and yes.. after being
    stone dead cold as
    depressed for
    66 months and
    rising like
    a phoenix
    from the
    ashes of
    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
    moving towards
    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..
    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
    breath will
    i lived..
    and hell
    yes.. whether
    oR not heRE..
    YOU NOTICE now..
    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..
    i live
    and i NOW
    do live EPiC
    as any real
    hell bound
    devil who

    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
    GoD wHole
    oF NatuRe
    so.. yes..
    tonight noW
    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
    dam that
    place has
    sure gotten
    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
    to bE
    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
    ends around
    3 am
    on then
    as i continue
    the celebration
    of three years on
    Wordpress and
    the 42nd month
    of my

  19. 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
    gain their
    of life in
    a world of
    material order
    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
    folks miss
    for the
    homes and
    books and yes..
    somenows words..
    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
    as finger
    print of God
    as WE MORE..:)

    Late Lament..

    “Breathe deep
    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.
    And which
    is an

  20. Facebook Friend
    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
    by human
    to determine
    order out of
    and i in

    who is
    the rabbit
    now or the
    physicist.. hmm..
    i for one now
    have visited
    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
    view of
    TrUe and
    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
    Dr. Who
    TV show..
    that she currently
    is enthralled with..
    and a couple
    walking the
    in the colors
    of rain under
    an umbrella..
    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..
    in return..

    i visit again..
    who is happier..
    the couple.. under the
    umbrella.. the colorful
    lights.. or the tardis from
    another place.. i say..
    under the

    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
    noW of
    FREE.. it doesn’t
    alWays make friends..
    very easy at all..
    but yes..
    it is
    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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