CocksComB deLiGht oF SciEnce And arT

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124 weeks noW oF Super Fun
Dance at Old Seville Quarter
in the can.. but not wasted..
hehe.. fully documented
for years to come.. like the
photo of me and my sister at
somewhere around the age of
middle school.. wHere nah.. i wasn’t
the kid picked as most likely to be named
a Dance Icon in my Pensacola Metro Area..
hehe.. i looked more like i would be collecting
bugs or butterflies or who knows even selfies with
a thousand pretty girls at Old Seville Quarter once i grew up..
much further than after puberty in my mid 50’s hehe.. FREE…
Bottom Line.. yes..
FREE.. anyWay..
nice of the Facebook
Video Production Algorithm
Assistant
to keep the
video slide documentation..
just going DOWN FOR iSREAL..:)

Eureka.. finAlly aLL oF Charlie’s
Angels back toGeThEr for a
Dance Hall Reunion..
with Charlie2..
with Maggie..
Chelsea..
and Cortney..
pictured left to RiGht!..
OMG.. it’s so so now to sleep..
after i add all the fun dance photos
that are more than the Facebook Video
Algorithmically decided to include in slide show way..
anyWay coming to
my latest post..
posted
today
iN MacroVerse
of Ocean WHole Poem View Now..:)

http://freeversenudepoetry.blogspot.com/2016/08/jar-of-light-and-dark-hearts-free-verse.html

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https://neurodrooling.wordpress.com/2016/08/26/a-meal-of-meat/

sMiLes.. My FriEnd.. Cabrogal..
first oF all.. to get the empathy and
compassion paRt out of the way.. now..
yes.. nice to you see you blogging again
after around 5 months.. hope you
are doing well.. Oh.. the Asperger’s..
now.. back to what your blog post..
post inspireS in me now..
as EW=F.. Emotions
times Words=Force…
Words that inspire
E M O T i O N S
make change..
in terms of
H U M A N
Productivity
and Creativity..
Give and take.. we give
and take in terms of Energy..
And when we enslave other species
and domesticate them as is the plight
of the Chicken in the walls of grey prisons
we really FucK uP.. per se.. as we domesticate
ourselves.. and perHapS.. end up using Super-Walmart
carts to move our Fried Chicken eating bodies instead
of Free Ranging the lands of FoRaging in Hunting and
Gathering in the bliss that comes with miNd and BoDy
Balance.. as to be domesticated is to lose one’s BoDy
and miNd in the process in Human way too.. OFTen..
iN Dysregulation oF Emotions and
Disintegration of senses
from the time we sit
in school to
small work
cubicles
now to get the
all you can eat fats
and sugars that oh.. feel
so.. so good.. for an animal
wHo is hUman who is evolved
for Intermittent Gratification and
not the instant gratification that comes
from the Human who has lost the call of
the wild.. no different than the wolf-dog from
that Jack London Book.. To no longer have
a luSt for the HUnt of liFe.. yeS.. in all the ways
that comes.. is to die a chicken’s life in a slow
torture of a grey walled prison that truly most
humans today are no more aware of than
the chicken with his/her free grains in her
or his chicken/human grey cAge.. anyWay..
the Good news is..
iF wE understand
that we too
are born to
be wild..
we do something about it.. now.. all nows..
and that my friend is why.. pArtLY.. every Thursday
Night now.. i make it a religious ceremony.. at age 56
to Dance Wildly and oh God.. full of lust/love with women
whose hips and breasts taste of the reproduction of liFe..
always out of my grasp of course.. as a happily married
man who FucKinG hasn’t forgot his Wild thing and uses
the science of his human nature to keep the productivity
and creativity going ..oh God…so strong the day after dance…
As you may remember.. Aleister Crowley was all in to this
thing called sex magic and sure.. sex magic
wasn’t well understood from a scientific
point of view then.. as it wasn’t then
something that was appropriate
to study.. Queen Victoria
and all of that.. you know..
but science shows now
that a balance
of lust and
love is at
the core sTilL of
human productivity
and creativity.. so sure..
enhance the lust part of
life without having the instant
gratification for it.. in other words..
the hUnt of liFe iNstead of visiting a
brothel.. makes the Karma of action
and consequence always of human libido
where LL=P+C.. yes.. Lust times Love
equals Productivity plus Creativity
and of course when that comes
in a positive way.. the science
of Karma says the positive
consequences
come in more
than one
way.. now
and to make
it into an instant
gratification game
of the domesticated all
one can eat grains chicken..
or the domesticated all you
can eat Fried Chicken or the
Domesticated all you can do
porn.. is to shoot oneself in
the chicken’s foot.. also
iT caN bE to understand
our Natures
in LiVinG iN
balance
with
Nature
NoW giving
as much noW
as taking and for
humans with their
cognitive reasoning
discipline with a healthy
mix of empathy and compassion..
and no.. don’t forget the hunt for life
in Moving.. Connecting and Creating that
for human spells a Balance of lust and love
in life.. and yes.. killing animals reduces empathy
and compassion for flesh and blood all around..
that is one part of domestication.. i care not to
change.. as it is my empathy and compassion
in terms of love.. that makes me a gentleman
no matter how much the blood sinks
to the lower part of
my body
in the
free range
dance of life..
but i have to admit
when the sexiest breasts..
and hips move before me even
when they are my long term dance
friendS it can be a little hard to do this..
a balance though.. in the luSt and loVe of liFe in this
case giVing much more than taKing makes liFe fUn..
@least to me.. and all i know/feel is.. the girls are smiling..
a LoT so they must be enjoYiNg it a little bit too.. @ least… NoW
bottom line.. iS..
to lose the
Libido for
the hunt of life
is to die aS iN life.. no
matter iF iT is a chicken
or a human who has lost
tHeir free range of MoVinG
CoNecTinG and CreAtinG..
beHind desks and cubicles ..
mY FriEnd.. oh to live.. FREE..
tHeRe’s noThing liKe iT..
in animal terms..
oF humans sAMe as
chickens for the most pArt..
are most definitely SLAVES…
NEO.. sAdly sees and feels tHeir
pain most everywhere he goes..
except for the active danCeRs/SinGeRs in
the hAlls of Free Range HUman LiFe..
for those who don’t drink..
and pretty much
thAT
leaves
NEO.. now
My FriEnd..
to watcH as the
others slaveS to their addictions..
to instant gratification in all
the ways that comes
in behavioral
and substance
priSons aS well..
i’M addicted to lUst
and loVe but in BaLanCinG..
my friEnd.. FOR FREEsT LIfE..
as NEO SinGS and DanceS on
and aS alWays.. thanks
for the
EW=F..
DS=a lot of words..2..
DANCE times SOnG..
and no.. ‘the word’ didn’t come
first.. always dance then song..
and whatever comes after Movement
then Sound.. MS equals all that is and GOD.. sAMe..
MS=G..
and perHaps
distance.. space
and time is all illusion..
and
illusion
is Real too..
SeriouSly.. my friEnd(s)
last night.. who was/were the
sexiest wom(e)an(S) in a cRoWd
of hundreds of girls.. at least then
from what i could see and feel with
shadeS on.. probably had no idea
how much she(they) would inspire all of this.. (LL=P+C) the next
day.. the advantage my friend.. oF ALwAYS GoinG.. hoMe.. ALLONE..
And
DanCinG
And SinGinG WiTh
ALL that is iN BaLanCinG
ForCE.. NoW.. AKA GOD..:)

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WeLL.. iT’s TrUe as this Facebook
MacroVerse Memory of two years ago
say..s Out of my mind..anything! is possible!..
in terms of productivity
and creativity wHere
innate instinct and
intuition come in to
play and of course of out
ones’ mind means/FeeLs.. to move
now past mechanical cognition state
of miNd and to FloW iN ZonE iN
miNd and BoDy BaLAnCinG FoRce
iSREAL also kNoWn as Super Consciousness
miND and BoDy BaLanCinG or Christ Conciousness
or yes.. the cALL of the WiLd oF GoD sOught.. FoUnd
and pracTiCinG jUst thAt for an eXpanDinG view/FeeL oF
miNd and BoDy Total awareness iN noW thAt has
no equal in the written words.. pages.. and books
of hUman alone.. suRe.. a pArt of thiS hUman
collective intelligence may be but the
Father.. the Goddess.. or whatever
yA wanna metaphor for it.. sure..
even a Blue Turtle too.. is
the poTenTiaL.. the DNA
gift of GoD oF aLL NaTuRe..
An iNheritance of a iSREAL..
Heaven and Bliss and
Nirvana same in
self-actualization
of animal homeostasis ..
WiLd and FReED aS BaLAnCinG
Force noW of the ExisTenTiaL InTeLLiGenCe..
oF BeinG all one can be in the greAtesT GiFT
and oNly iSREAL gifT of the PreSenT oF NoW
noW.. aLLoNE WiTh GoD WiLd and FRee iN
A DancE oF liFe nowoneforevermoreeverforonenow..:)

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/08/26/out-of-my-mind-anything-is-possible/

‘Celosia cristata is a member of the genus Celosia, and is commonly known as cockscomb, since the flower looks like the head on a rooster (cock).’ Quick Wiki description and definition of the
head liner thumbnail muse of photo for
the Facebook provided Macroverse
Memory of Kat Year Secrets from
a year ago.. and of course many
more Kat Year Secrets have been
revealed now.. but of course if they
were all revealed that would be instant
gratification and humans are evolved to
juST do intermittent gratification and that is
why in stuff of Romance things like one night
stands and all you can eat buffets without a hunt
of/for life can leave one feeling rather empty and never
ever filled/FeeLeD up as a slow romantic burn of FeeLinG is what
keeps life hot and never luke warm in all the work of GoD NoW
sAMe iN Interdependent InterrelaTinG Connecting Force oF
LiFe.. and this flower that has a white dusting on top
of what might look like a multi-colored brain if one
metaphors it that way.. aS in much stuff
Nature like Mushrooms.. and the
longer top oF reproductive pArts
of male Sego Palms that
lived about 300 million
years ago2.. before the
first human peNis appeaRed..
is sure kind of what the name of
the flower suggests2.. particularly
when red and full.. with a little white
dusting on top.. let’s face it.. life is full
of lust/love to get the job of survival and
reproduction done.. and more coming
on that soon.. in a another micro verse
that could be dedicated to a sexiest dress
i’ve ever seen a woman wear on a dance floor
too.. we naturally aim to please each other.. whether
we consciously do this or not.. wE are creATuREs of luSt
and love that inspire the productivity and creativity Now oF
liFe to gEt iT aLL dONe.. this is no secret but a lie that noW
has been forced on us to say that lUst/LoVe for life in all the
ways that comes in intermittent gratification is no less
than holy and sacred as it brings subsistence with
social cooperation in productivity and creativity
from birth to life.. as aLL of liFe is FeeLinG and
SenSinG weLL beFore words even are
a dreAm in a child’s beauty of FeeLinG
and seNSinG liFe Free from head
to toe.. seriouSly.. some folks
spend all tHeir lives in
misery and suffering
from repressing
the FeeLinGs
and SeNSes.. yes
including lust of and for
liFe too.. and this is the way
folks have been controlled through
cultures with religions.. etc.. that suggest that
the earthy reaLiTy oF FeeLinG.. and seNsinG
liFe noW iS somEhow evil and less than worthy
oF liVinG liFe iSREaL.. WeLL.. heRe’s thE Deal..
Nature and Human Nature is alwayS in control..
we have the abilLiTy to liVe a life full of luSt and
loVe in Happy balance holding each otHeRs
hands or live in the other place of fear
and hate.. and when i first stArted
dancing my very sensual free
dance in public.. when the
First Baptist Lady in her
60’s came up to me
in her bleached blonde
hair.. with bra pointing breasts
straight ahead in a bright yellow
dress to tale me that i was evil then
and just drawing attention to my self
no less that her blonde hair.. her brightly
colored cockscomb dress or bra pointing
her breasts to a direction that says i am fertile..
i am fertile.. i am woman and i am a sexy beast too..
i almost stARted to seriouSly giggle.. when she said
i shouldn’t be shinning my liGht oF MuSe for LiFe iN
LusT and LoVe BaLanCe as trUly mY dance was
attracting much more attention from the opposite
sex a few years younger than her brightly colored
cock’s comb dress.. yellow hair.. too.. and push
up bra that says i am woman heRe mE roar..
humans are funny.. and there are no
secrets for someone who kNows
and FeeLs all of mY human
nature as God’s trUth and
liGht in wE.. i would have
given her a liNk to my
cockscomb art too..
but to be honest..
like dance i was juST
stARting that muse of aRt
then.. and the wife tales me..
yeah.. babe.. i thInk that does
the female trick and treat now..
as who better to ask if you are
sexy now than the wife who has
seen ya.. for 26 years now..
if you can do something
new to turn the world
on.. by all means..
wear the brightest
cockscomb dress ya can
fiNd with Yellow hair and
push ’em up bra.. because honestly..
a briGhtly coloRed cockscomb bRain
as metaphor is the biggest sexual organ
oF aLL and to let the fantasies ecstasy oF iMaGination
run free creativeLY makeS iMaginary Lovers the hottest feaTure
oF LiFe’s poteTenTial oF aLL anyWay.. NoW.. anD got an
ARS theme Song out of the end of this SonG now..2..
as a hint iN DancE
of More to coMe..
in KAt YEar SeCrets
moRe REveaLeD.. noW2..;)

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/08/26/kat-year-secrets/

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https://lifeconfusions.wordpress.com/2016/08/23/its-you/

Hi Zee.. oh.. the pleAsure.. is
all mY mine and miNd and
emoTioNs of BoDy
and SeNses too
oF liFe.. as
poEtry
heLps uS
iN BaLaNCinG and
procesSinG all these..
as i eNjoy them and cry
the sAme.. and beFore
my moTher dies.. as sure..
she is 81 and we all must
make room for those who come
neXt to pArTake iN/oF thiS grEaTEst
God Given GiFt oF LiFe oN this Warm
and trUe liGht blUe orB pLanEt.. In a UniVerse so
full of space without nearly as much liGht oF
Sentient liFe.. what a gift iT iS to bE
able to experience liFe to the mAx
as when we do we cherish iT aS
We are
God’s ONE
GiFT sAMe
as wE.. noW..
i wiLL share this
with her and it
will make her
happy and ease
the grieving process
as a memory more
when she leaves..
i go wHere i AM now
weLcOme.. mY friEnd..
and tHerE has been no community
whole that has ever welcomed the all
of mE.. and that is oKAy.. as sure.. free
verse in all stuff liFe is what i do.. noW..
no matter
iF tHere
is ever
a community
whole that allows
a place to rest the free of BE..
thaT is me.. in other words.. i have
been deleted and banned out of
every online community no matter
iF iT is folks with disabilities or ‘grey poupon’
Poets.. it is the price of free my friEnd.. Vagabond
Wanderer.. i’LL continue to bE.. best oF aLL FREE..
rarely does any group of individuals understand me
at the administrative level of that.. but those who do.. i cherish..
and trUly people seem to understand
me better when i dance and
keep my mouth totAlly shut..
and perHaps that is the
reAson i am named
now as Dance
icon and
legend
by the
general public
in doing that now
almost 6000 miles
everyWheRE i go..
in three years since 2013..
juST for fUn in a MoVinG
Ballet and martial arts-like
way of a dance oF liFe FReED..
trUly mY FriEnd.. the greAtest art
has been produced by those who
have to work hardest to have a connection
of some kind with others.. as trUly the hUman
connection is what drives every social animal
to even live at the most basic levels of survival..
At the heARt of every masterpiece IS A heArt that
never gave uP the SpiRit oF Human Love iN
miNd and BoDy BaLanCinG
souL.. and that my
fRiEnd
iS
wHo
i AM.. oh what
a lonely boy who
literAlly works miracles will do..
juSt for the sMiLe of a friEndly hUman..
the human connection.. is what moves
uS.. mY FriEnd.. Zee.. as long as we are
HUman and Create Free as Fearless Love does2..
i don’t need no chocolate bars.. or no dollar bills..
a smile will do for now.. or a word of
kind.. it’s all i ever wanted..
with
a tEar
thaT iSREAL.. iS
FucKinG iSREAL..:)..

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WeLL.. anyWay.. per reference
of last Micro-verse.. in poetic
discussion wiTh Zee..
noW in this Micro-Verse
thaT wiLL soon enTale..
Micro-Micro Verses from
Thursday open liNk niGht
from dVerse as i Free Lance
Free Verse poetic expresSioNs
in response to muse of inspiRaTioNs
i fiNd tHere.. i will say heRE iN larger wHOle
of this 698th Macro-Verse.. yeT to bE named.. but
perhaps ‘CocksComB deLiGht oF SciEnce and arT’..
wiLL Do.. as a SeNsuAL FeeLinG CocksComB coloRed
brAiN more than RainBow way continues to DancE anD SinG
FReED NoW iN Bliss.. Nirvana.. that reborn thinGie of Super Consciousness
of Father Son and Holy Spirit.. Goddess.. Daughter and great ancestral
DNA SpiRit liGht oF liFe.. the metaphors matter noT as lonGeR as the
EssEnce GeTs dOnE.. and the metaphor of Autism and the Nautilus
does come into older pre-Ocean Poem of pre-Macro-Verse
in the 6 months of 42 wHole months noW as WiTness for
GoD oF aLL oF NatURe that sure even this approaching
FuLL Ocean Poem personal bible does little to
no JuSTice foR GoD oF aLL.. or even the
8 million words i wrote wHOle
bEfore thAT.. soon to maKe
around 12 Million wHOle..
in the 6 yeArs of BeGinninG
on ThanksGiVinG DaY.. 2010
through noW 2016 as TsuNami
oF words oF poEtry and steps of
DanCe do continue to gRoW soMe MoRe..:)

http://katiemiaaghogday.blogspot.com/2013/04/autism-and-nautilus.html

AnyWay.. the so-called Autism Spectrum as put
toGeTheR Behavioral deficits in Reciprocal hUman
Social Communication.. is a catch all diagnosis
for many potential underlying physiological
and environmentally produced
disorders of reciprocal
social communication
and restricted repetitive
behaviors now beYond Social
Empathic Cognition overt Behaviors..
And in general.. the systemizing science miNd
in 10 to 15 percent of the population leaning this
way.. have similar behavioral deficits in reciprocal
Social Communication.. and poTenTiaL restricted
and repetitive ‘special interests’.. biggest difference
is some unusual folks find a niche in life that works
WeLL to Super ways in finding and maintaining subsistence
needs fully.. and others don’t and are considered functionAlly
disabled.. we all have potential hidden talents.. and the fAct is
one reason some folks never change from Autistic to Artistic.. noW
is.. it doesn’t bRing iN Bucks much now.. particularly.. as sources
oF Art online are offered freely all over the Internet now.. i have a
feathered nest so that doesn’t hurt.. but sure.. a boy or girl now when
they grow up do have to eat at least.. and that don’t come free usuAlly
without ways of modern robot like machine iN A Cog of society to keep
the creature comforts.. and extravagant luxuries always increaSinG…
i got off that boat.. Thanks God and am roWinG oN my On NoW..
And speAKinG oF the all night Dance i jUST gotta geT a nap..
if thaT SonG does not inspiRe a greATer liT oF LamP
iN Creation
Activity noW
as servers
so free
online
Serve iT
mOST
aLL uP for
mE FReED..
@ lEast and
west and etc..
et al oF aLL oF thAT..
for mE noW aLL FREE..:;)

WeLL the SonG is found and the
Sun just came back from behind a
napping FeeLinG cloud to a BriGhter light
noW of wide aWAke inspiration and
with that sAid.. Facebook
Friend Ned of Blogger
lore as gigoid
who continues
to take somewhat
of a social media break
shares two quotes on Faceboook
each that i like in yin and yang of liGht
and dARk ways of wisdom and EnliGhtenment..
that the alien or outcasts of LiFe who walk or jog
the late niGht sidewalks of liFe spiRaLinG ouT in Flow
beYond the sidewalks come to finD.. more and more in liFe..
as once aGaiN the greATest masterpieces of new are often
Created by the Nautilus who never givES uP on a SHell for
mansions of stately per Oliver Wendell Holmes that never
cease to gRow oN as Ocean Poems larger.. the only
question now is who will play mY pArt in my
own Pee Wee HerMes MoVie noW.. WeLL NoW..
trUth iS.. this sheLL oF Nautilus F Y i..
is too big for any movie screen or
actor other than the FloWer
oF Y i.. WitH zero limits
or expectations
of culture now..
and sure
many folks have
intimateD iN artful ways
that individuals like mE and more
WiLL come from in future days wHeRe
folks come without fears of illusions of
yesternows of culture and or religion..
Free with God aS oNe WiTh God..
the way has been prepared by
many otHers for this opportunity
through both religion and technology
and now to to share the two quotes of like
in dArk and liGht aSone by Ned now.. from Facebook..

“Religions are the great fairy tales of conscience.” — George Santayana

“It has become appallingly obvious that our technology has exceeded our humanity.” — Albert Einstein (1879-1955)

WeLL.. the tRuth and liGht iS.. prepare ye a way for the HUman potEnTial of mE has
been provided by the myths and religions same.. in human archetypes
explained in metaphor therein that often material reductionists or
folks that haven’t looked deeper beyond the literal
myths fail to see.. as sure.. the folks
who wrote the Jesus story were
not him.. but who they
were.. iS REAL outcast
then Scribes and Catholic
Priests.. who were inherently
lacking in social graces and reproductive
success enough.. to go the metaphorical
monk route for a social role.. these folks ..
many of them.. kNew and fELt the hurt
of outcast.. many were Androgynous
Mama’s boys.. and sadly few were
females.. and that is why the
lean is all patriarchal
in what is left
of the good
old book
now..
but what did survive
is human wisdom in addition
to the human dArk politics of
illusory fears.. empty promises
to control reproductive freedoms
in all ways subjugation and control..
including slavery.. violence and even
rape too.. that continues on in institutionalized
non-consensual ways of Dowry marriage in the old
Muslim way of Abrahamic origin of religion there..
well.. these dudes that wrote the New Testament
were mostly not warrior dudes.. as the created archetype
of the Jesus dude by effort of many folks toGeTheR is mostly
Love.. with the Roman Empire Political stuff added in to expand
that by the sword of course.. in territorial disputes to gain the more
fertile lands and hips and breasts for continuing subsistence and
reproductive success.. as all hands on board were needed as a
TogeTheR effort then to get the job of life dOne.. and heRe
comes the other pArt of sMarT that is important
for a truly free human being NoW
to arise.. and that IS TECHNOLOGY
AS TECHNOLOGY ALLOWS THE
INFRASTRUCTURE OF SUPPORT
THAT does not happen when one
must conform for hands on support
from the tribe alone.. so sure.. i love
both religion and technology/science
as they have prepared a path for me
to GroW to BeCoMe aLL of what i do/AM NoW..
all i have to do is discern the dARk pARts out
and focus on the StAR oF Y i FReED for NOW..
Sure.. Nietzsche’s supermen.. Whitman’s
priests of the cosmos.. the dudes then..
whomever.. created Jesus said would
do more than he noW.. including
females of course
who were
considered
less than men
then same as females
in Muslim countries now..
overall.. with some exceptions
of course as in all stuff liFe as
Yin in DArk and YanG in LiGht.. NoW..
and the converse of that iN BaLAnCinG
GreaTer ForcE.. and yeah.. Buddhists have
predicted this person(s) after the balance is
lost of Buddhism too.. we rise.. i rise as
the path has been prepared by art and
science sAMe noW.. and sure.. iT is
the HeLL i am from for those 66
months of A iSreal JOB challenge
that fuels me on in InspiRaTion
greaTest no different reAlly
than a bLack wHole
SuN that a galaxy
whole spirals
around
too..
so when you find
that the dArkest place
oF aLL of Hell on eArth is
the greATest inspiRation oF aLL
what is tHeRe to Fear.. NOTHING..
BOTTOM LINE I FEAR NOTHING
AS I HAVE BEEN TO NOTHING
AND I AIN’T GOING BACK.. ERGO..
THE REAL SUPER MAN NOW LIVES noW..
@LEAST
AS me.. yes..
i RiSE iSREAL..
Bottom line.. tHeRe is
no way reAlly to fully overcome
the lies of culture/religion’s parachuteS unless one sheds
most of the dependence on a parachute of culture/religions oF
acceptance in it to make a living..
a culture that provides a
more independent
interdependent
option like
the U.S.. for
those who find
iT.. trUly can rise
iN the dREam of whomever
created Jesus ALL.. and the oTheR
TruEr liGhte now.. paRts of Myths..
Religions and SciEnces sAMe Now..
AS Total Art oF liFE FReED noW..
@least
for mE
iSREAL aGaiN
i say.. i RiSE..
iN juSt DoinG iT NoW
as Victory does fLow
through these veins oF
TruTh and LiGht iSREAL..:)

4300

i just came here to see your
underroos.. well.. not reAlly..
i came here to see Shawna
as i find her first before she
goes away again for days..
for weeks.. for months
whatever she pleases..
which everyone should
do for free.. yes.. i
came to see
the human
being Shawna..
FucK the rest
oF dVerse i’ll
maybe do it
later on and no..
and not even
for her poetry..
all though that
is always interesting
and inSpiRinG to me..
oF course.. i could go on
but i have a hangover of this
amazing dress that my dance friend
wore last night.. i suppose that is why
i went straight to the underoos as i still
have a dress on that moved in so many ways..
i don’t kNow.. i FeeL.. i SenSe
i am man.. heRe me roar..
yes lust moves
me in
ways..
so much
more.. and you
are only a person of few..
in the entire world online
i can be free enough to talk
with about stuff like this.. and
that is why i like the Shawna
as Shawna Banahna alWays
tales it iS as sHe
sees iT
noW..
anyWay..
100 thouSand
words here and tHere
and what seems like a BilLion
steps of dance.. i move on too..
shed the dresses of lust and it is now
for warrior work out at military gym…
before i snuggle in with love
as i always
do when
i come home
from the luSt of/for
dance and life all day
and
night
long..
fighting.. lusting
Loving.. that’s life my
friEnd.. and sure i can
let it all out on you.. like
a breeze that is fully honest
and never
ever
hOlds
back as
Hurricane oF Y i..
with the creme and calm
Center of a DArk Storm too..:)

Yeah.. i’m pretty sure i mentioned
it before but not only am i
diagnosed with the
Gillberg style
of verbally
delayed Asperger’s
that is also literally
known in some circles
as Einstein Syndrome..
per the hyperlexic part..
as more than a pun.. i got
the Bi-polar too.. which sure.. explains
extended runs of hypergraphia.. yeah..
and all my nude art.. wild dance and stuFF..
and my doctor wanted to give me Epilepsy
drugs to stop my Lewis Carroll stuff…
as he was said to be
Hypergraphic too..
Lewis and not the Doctor..
but Alice and WondeRinG
i’LL stay.. in my case my
highs can last for decades and
my lows can last for years as now
66 months rates for the longest
of no emotions at all for me..
but it’s true.. emotions are
the glue of cognitive
executive functioning
and in times of extreme
stress humans tend to
repress those emotions
that exacerbates issues
of both emotional regulation…
and sensory integration which impacts
both focus and short term working memory as
again emotions are the glue of both of that..
and sure.. emotions are located in our body…
Balance that body from head to toe
with the exercise of art as body
moving balance and ergo.. the
mind follows suit.. as
the body was always
in charge naked to
begin with
in moving
connecting
ways then..
before we
clothed
it with all the
stresses of culture.. my
FriEnd.. Shawna.. anyWay my
high or what Doctors describe
as constant hypomania… is now
going on past three years.. and sure
iF it lasts 4 more decades i will have
lived oveRAll a very sunsHiney..
very very
happy
Saturday
in the park my
friend.. oh the lows..
but ah.. the high that never ends
in Alice and Wonder Land oF Y i..
sure.. if my spouse was a Baptist preacher..
although i don’t think that’s allowed the last
time i checked.. for females.. And i was locked
uP in a church environment like that
with homeschooling four
kids.. and not having
a wife who does
it all for
Pan me
in Peter style
too.. sure i might
be in the opposite polar
way too.. as the social stresses
of life are always what flipped
the switch of liGht to off for me..
in other words.. Pan works for me..
sMiles.. i’LL keep you in my thOughts and
prayers my friEnd.. but tHeRe does seem
to be practical reasons too…
why the
switches
go off in the
other way too..:)

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https://lifeconfusions.wordpress.com/2016/08/26/night-feel-like-my-funeral/

Did you feel that 60% of Smart and heart is art..
WeLL.. Zee.. see literAlly iT is.. and
Evil spelled backwards is Live..
and Devil spelled backwards is
Lived and Stressed spelled backwards
is Desserts and yes Desserts Lived Live..
is a greater pLease of life than Evil Devil
Lived and oh yeah.. even in the word
HeLL.. in fact 50% of HeLL iS God
as EL does mean God in
some of the first
of Abrahamic
Religious words
for GoD and
ELOHIM..
in early
Abrahamic
Religion Tradition..
of course translated into
English as all these words exist now..
And in the Christian New Testament Heaven
is addressed as on earth in this generation..
and in the Quran.. Muhammad addressees
Hell as near too as he journeyed to this
place while in life.. and true
there is only one person
who kNows the full
extent of both
Heaven and
Hell my friEnd
and that is what
psychiatry names
as the Bi-Polar soul..
and before Psychiatry
it is thought that these folks
range from Leonardo to Michelangelo..
to Beethoven.. to Vincent Van Gogh..
to so many more folks who have
done so much in the Heaven
pArts and even Hell parts
of tHeir life on this
earth my friend..
and there is no doubt
from what is left of the words
of the man Yeshua.. and what
is written of the man Muhammad
by those who actually knew him that
both these men existed on this Bi-polar
spectrum of high and low at least.. to
have as much love and discontent with
the way things were to make a change
and a change they both made no matter how
one may disagree or agree with the details that ensued..
so in other words.. many of the folks i have met in the poetry
world are on this spectrum of greatest liGht and greatest dArk of
heaven and hell too.. and sure.. i am technically diagnosed as both
on the Autism Spectrum with Asperger’s Syndrome and with Bi-Polar
disOrder too.. but the thing with me.. is.. i have a super logical mind from
the Asperger’s that i got from my father’s side mostly and a super art mind
from my mother’s side mostly that the Bi-Polar came from that is heavy
in folks in my family who have became very successful and the
opposite Van Gogh.. as the Dark Black hole soul of life that
can come with the Bright Yellow Sun way of
bEinG.. anyWay.. iN putting it in much shorter
terms than this.. poeTicAlly i can relate to the
dArk niGht of the
soul where
all is time
and
nothing
moves or feels
or senses at all.. this
place of dArk tarRed and OiLed
bird who iS in a place that is cold
inside.. year round in a day where spring
never comes nor even winter nor even
any change at all in a place i once
named as aghogday..
for another ground
hog day..
where
SpRing
never ever
comes in a heart
that has lost art.. in
a smart that has lost art..
in a live that feels evil as it
has no heARt.. to lived that
has become Devil of who i felt
as nothing but nothing as piece of
paper existence then.. kNowing that
a fire of hell in dowsing oneself with
gasoline would be preferable to feeling
and sensing nothing.. nothing.. @ALL mY
friEnd.. and in that place i understand precisely what
God was and is.. the Interconnecting.. Interdependent
relationship of all that is.. and when one becomes separated
from God like this.. there is no tear for a drop of Lazarus in that
place here.. it is the place that likely all true prophets of God have
gone too.. a place beyond all fears.. all tears.. a place where even
mythological demons and creatures dare not tread.. and when a person
goes here.. they will report this place does exist.. if they ever make it out..
and perhaps they will become a great artist in SonG.. DancE.. Poetry.. Theater..
Paint.. and even Inventor too.. to BrinG the HUman race up to a place far far from
hell hEar on eARTh.. my friend.. as even Earth is comprised of 60% Art.. so are all
these 60% statistics from the hUman who sPeaks with language of God’s SKeYeS
as God Sees KeY trYinG to tale uS something that IS A secret plain in our siGht
that most people miss in every day language who are not hEaRinG
and SeeInG/FeeLinG the Deeper meanings of Life that God
places even in the way we wRitE.. sure.. it’s
safe to say it IS A caution from God in
plain siTe.. to make life more
art and less science
my FriEnd.. soUl
iN miNd and
BoDy
BaLancinG
for the path
to heaven is Art
of HeARt and SpiRiT
ExprESsinG tHat ARt
as alWAys has been dONE
iN DancE and SonG ever sinCe
the MoVinG Big Bang and the SonG
thaT STiLL makes as the background noise
as God sTiLL DanceS and SinGs Free.. wE are
God mY FriEnd.. no different than the smAllest GRAin
of sand that spirals at subatomic flow at Golden Mean
Spiral of 1.618.. all is holy and sacred from EL to HELL..
and ALL iS a TeSt from GoD to Be like God in DancE and
SonG.. my therapist asked me once.. advice on how to help
her client as he had never ever experienced emotions in
his life.. all his heart was was he with no art attached
to that amputation of soul my FriEnd.. WeLL.. i
tOld her the only way i could see out for
him.. would be to go somewhere
legal and private and dance
with God all naked
with feet attached
to the mother of
Earth bare
as foot
and feat
of dance sAMe..
Well.. you kNow.. that’s really
not even considered socially acceptable
over here in the U.S… as only a fool for God
would do that.. well the thing is.. even in the
Gospel of Thomas.. Jesus was reported then as
saying in vs. 37 to see the living one inside
that was the father as they referred to God
living inside then.. one must strip
their clothes
and tread
on them unashamed
in front of God.. WeLL my
friend.. if they did that then..
sure.. they could be stoned too..
for being insane as nothing more
than a Holy Fool then.. but those who
Love God most and want to feel God from
head to toe.. will find a way.. to sense and feel
all of what God offers as Gift on this earth in an inheritance
of heaven now.. and those clothes include culture.. school and
work.. as truly the heart IS A muscle of Love that must be exercised
full time all of life to be strong as Muscle of Love can come to be.. and
my friEnd.. after going to hell.. several times in life.. with the last stint..
lasting 66 months tHeRe wHeRe tHeRe was no memory of emotions..
as with the total loss of emotions.. memories that are emotions
do not exist there.. even as a tear.. a smile.. or the most
distant faint water drop of a laugh in hell..
it’s impossible to color the bLack
of each individual hell my
friend.. but only
through poetry
and other forms
of Art now FuLL
is it possible truly
in words and art..
to
heal
the
heart
back to art..
the smart back to art..
the devil back to lived..
the evil back to live.. and
as whole the Earth back to art..
wHeRe is desserts all of everYwhere
F R O M S T R E S S E D I N H E L L..
TO we see and feel.. wHere we hold hands
again and say i Love you My friEnd no matter
who is looking or listening noW.. mY FriEnd..
there are no coincidences in life my friEnd..
theRe is no random.. not even in the
God who exists in HeLL.. every
moMent God is hOlding
uS toGeTheR whether
we feel or see
thiS noW..
all is synchronicity
iN aLL dARk to liGht
to sHades of Grey to
hues beyond the bRightest
Rainbow uNiCorn Blue mOon..
all IS A canvas.. all IS A stage all
are we as actors and paint of the masterpiece of God..
and one day my friEnd.. i aM going to paint God in words as brush..
in a way that most everyone will see and feel both God and heaven now..
mArk
my
words..
mY friEnd..
and you are helping
me as just anotHeR messenger of God.. FReED..
and yes.. that makes you special.. a very special woman inDeeD wiTh LOVE..:)

SigNeD.. jusT
anotHeR Holy FooL for God..
wHere aLL is Luke Hot mY FriEnd..
aWay from the other place of CoLD..:)

And these are my passwords to Heaven for you..
and no.. i expect nOthing in return.. not even a password from you..
the gift
is what
you have
aLready inspiRed heRe..
as a friEnd to
mE..:)

6520

Facebook and Dear FriEnd
Himali.. from India currently
residing in the United Arab
Emirates responds to the
headliner sky photo of
SasQuatch LoVe Feat sKeYes

in saying..

Beautiful day !!

i say in return..

Thanks Himali..
In these clouds.. i
iMaGined
An Angel
Child birthed
Below the Sun..
Magic is in
sKeYes of
God when
We see the
Key to open
God’s HeArt
iN uS In FeeLiNg
SeNsinG
MoVinG
ConNecTinG
Ways wiTh
iMaGiNaTioN
And CreatiVity
oF SpiRiT eXpreSsinG
God’s HeArt
iN uS iN
MinD and
BoDy
BaL
An
CinG
soUl..
OtHeR
Than
That..
So nice to
See yOuR
SMiLinG
Himali
Face..
At
5:55
AM..:)

Himali says
in Kind and Creative Return..

Beautiful imagination Fred !
I love the beauty and the sunshine..
gives much light
and positivity

And then i say..
Creatively too..

Thanks my
Friend.. i was
Reminded about
the years ..then..
i was so Depressed..
In a Blog post by
Zee.. who was
Describing
How the world
Looks and FeeLs
iN that
Dimension
Of Life and
In leSS one
FeeLs it..
It’s impossible
To More Fully
Understand… I
Am so Blessed
To Find A way
Out and Will
Do anything
To Help
Others
To
See and
FeeL the
Other
Place
Of Life
My FriEnD
Himali..
That
Many people
Like My Mother
Experience
Most all their
Life.. The
Lucky ones..
i work like
An Olympic
Athlete not
To Go Back
WHeRe tHeir
iS no MaGiC
In sKeYes oF
God that does
FeeL liKe MaGiC
WitH
Perspective
Of the otHeR
Place.. NoW..:)

And now as i share a Facebook algorithm 2 year..
Macro-Verse Memory that is more reflective of
the more vertical ways my words flowed down
the page instead of all around as they tend to do
more.. as pecking that message with one finger on
my smArt phone finger in bed at 5:55 am.. takes away
a full concert of 10 fingers on Keyboard
of Digital bits and bytes as
technology becomes
art of piano no less
and even more
in how words
can flow
and go so
many more places
in essence as form than
before technology came along
to assist someone like me with
dysgraphia and chicken scratch
pen and quill writing that has turned
into flow of hypergraphia now… oh how
we humans really are “i’m reAlly special now”
as i say in the blog Macro-Verse way wHere all
is art from head to toe.. in the essence of the 10
fingers and toes.. and all the pARts as Holy and Sacred
‘tween that yes.. quite frankly.. including full view of human
penis and vagina too.. no different than the more protruding
parts of flowers and plants and the receptive butterfly parts now
that come with buzzing bees for life too.. truly sad that something
so beautiful and innocent when only the child of that was the prize
of the village to be raised with love no matter how many fathers added
a gift of semen to the mix of butterfly receptacle for life in busy bee way..
of work
of the night
or day.. for life..
for life.. for holy
and sacred life in
a Universe mostly full of space
now and rocks with no life.. and
Suns that burn hell fire.. without
soft butterflies and SinGinG Buzzing
Bees to get the job of bRinGing more sentience
of life to be.. just to be alive.. as how could anything
be more sacred than the flower of Vagina.. the bee of penis..
and the sacred semen of life that BrinG Holy and Sacred HUmans to life..
no less
than the
roSe that
SinGS of Breath
more to be in colors
of Love more than illusory
fears.. and hate of humans who
cover this beauty up with clothes
and illusionary words of illusory fear
and hate so dark.. well the truth is..
i can’t really tell my Muslim friends
that a big part of why they are
unhappy is because
they are often
repressed
in ways
of covering
this free love
up from head to
toe.. by a culture that
says boys and girls cannot
even hold hands until they are
married.. and sure that is a way
to control the financial flow of resources
in a barren land that is short of fertile subsistence
and understandable too.. life is a struggle in these
infertile places.. and sure the bottom line
is survival either happy or sad..
but to be naked and
free and hold hands
with the opposite sex
all of one’s life.. is always
the way of God set Free in wE..
hard to see behind the covers of
culture still across the globe from
places first world to three too.. yes
sadly we are far removed in the clothes
of culture in many places even from the
essence of what it means to be human in literally
holding the hands of the opposite and sure as they
still do freely in even Saudia Arabia the same sex
too.. which is very very sad to me.. that they are
not allowed to do that with the opposite sex..
and no wonder really at the number
of closet homosexuals from
that place when the
records were opened
up in that online dating
place world wide.. truly a
country that does not support
the interaction in physical ways of
the opposite sex and only allows that
among family members and the same
sex in common sense terms.. is truly
a homosexual country in practice
in every day terms of life..
and sadly as at least
one online source
shows in Arabian
Doctor’s practice over
their open to case-study
public purview.. up to 80%
percent of 3 to 6 year old little
girls are molested in the home in
sexual ways by either family members
or intimate friends of home.. to go against
the God of nature FReED in us naked from
head to toe in holding hands in all the ways
that comes.. is to pay a Karmic price of
action and consequence therein
and what becomes so called
holy in human so-called
good books.. produces
the greatest evils
of all
in harming
other human beings
at core of what it even means
as human as when what is taboo..
as far as God’s Nature in incestual
relations and generally speaking homosexual
behavior.. where one is born for heterosexual inclinations
all through and through.. becomes a fetish of life that often
brings much total human suffering and misery too.. better to
Love the God you FeeL/SensE than the God who is made in idols
of words
in subjugating
illusory fears.. empty
promises of a heaven after
life for suffering in the real poTenTial
Heaven on earth in this generation as
promised in the New T by Jesus even too..
as reports of scribes and priests relate that too..
but truly.. if you are hEaring me from ‘over there’..
the way that God is killed as Nature free in
us.. is only by Force.. by threat of
punishment in controlling
human nature in
sTiLL repressing
it and oppressing
it iSREAL noW..
otherwise those
parts of religion
would never still
even come to be or
exist now.. as when humans
are set free they return to empathy
and compassion and a free lust for all
of life from head to toe.. to inside to outside..
to above.. so below and all around now.. God
iSREAL.. it is only human lies of words that
take us Away from GoD iSREAL as wE..
naked and free and holding hands
across the lifespan
once again
as
ISREAL
CHILDREN OF GOD..
AND NAH.. we live in populations
more than we are evolved in to live
this free way again.. in flesh and blood
everyday life.. as we are only evolved to
connect to about 150 to 200 sets of naked
eyes and hips in everyday work and play of life..
But when Miley Cyrus shows the art of her below
and breasts that are made to feed the life of lust for Loving
life whole.. if you make fun of her.. you are simply making fun
of God
Free when
you see all
of her online now..
i hold hands with her
in symbolic way by setting
God free in metaphor and iSREAL
naked and FReED too.. and if you
dare not look at my body from head
to toe as Holy and Sacred as Miley’s
body is the same way.. when you
search her out on Google
or however you
come across
the Temple
of God as she..
she is Brave enough
to be God as all that is
and stand before God as
witness that no one owns
her but
the who
Breathes
free in her
naked flesh
and blood as
Temple of God from
head to toe.. the holiest
and most sacred of all art i
do is my nude art.. very few people
will understand that but the children
oF God who have truly set God
free in they.. treading
on the illusory
clothing
fears of
culture
and religion
same feeling that
they are i am special from head to
toe as holy and sacred iSREAL..
the fAct that a person can
truly get back
to this way
of Nature’s
art at its highest
level of what is Temple
of God from head to toe..
means that whatever we symbol
and metaphor as Jesus can finally
come back now.. at last on restricted
Google links.. and places where Miley
is shared all over as God comes to
witness
naked
and free
as wE once aGAin..
before the lies of the Apple..:)

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/08/27/im-really-special-now/

And as synchronicity will have it.. a year later
in this MacroVerse Memory from a year
ago.. “i AM2”.. as the i AM
theme continues here
a year later too..
in a dVerse inspired
prompt where the
administrator of the
poetry site that is
already sounding
a little too much
like an
earthly
ruled
man-made government
as that goes too.. asks the
poets to use modifiers to change
the meanings of what they say.. in
grammar ways of doing that in literal
way.. to break the rules as they say..
well.. i went a step farther and
still modify words
internally
too.. by using
inG to mean in God
in many words there.. in
fAct 13 times in the first
paragraph alone.. and of
course i had to explain this
to the very literally thinking
Swedish physicist as in even that
native language its mostly concrete
and hard.. and sure even my ancestors
in Black Forest of Germany per the father
of my Native Ireland Grandfather are known
for their concrete and precise ways of language too..
yes.. kinda stiff.. living in cold places the human can come
to be.. its nature.. reflected in language too.. as cold dark grey
days do affect human nature in all the ways that comes too.. anyway..
there is enough crazy horse and ghost dancer American Migratory
Sioux and Cherokee in me.. to talk and move in ways that
come from essence over form still now.. the gift
of my ancestors who moved away from
the cold Siberian North
across the Bering
Straights
to an
abundant
and free new world
of fertile life in the Americas
of teaming fish in creeks to the
buffalo who roamed Strong and
proud.. sure i am a wild one in
many ways and perHaps i owe
that gift to my ancestors
who made the
sacrifice to
travel to a place
where a Naked SonG
and Dance toGeTheR under
the warm moonlit fires of SoUls
eYes free in heARt and SpiRit noW
eXpreSsinG wayS once aGain became
the reaLity of the Ocean view home of
Beach once again Naked.. Free and Holding hands Again..
i AM
all Free
to be DanCinG
SinGinG Naked and
free.. and sure all the twerking..
all the bootie dancing.. and all the
breasts and hips moving wildly in the
rave dance of night.. is reflective of that
human indigenous spirit once again set
free as the Firework of we shoot
up instead
of
down
in hell
of human
made prisons
of culture and
religion same who
would cover up the flesh
and blood of God’s TrUth and liGht as US..;)

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/08/27/i-am2/

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https://thefeatheredsleep.wordpress.com/2016/08/26/boy-of-marvel/

SMiLes.. thefeatheredsleep.. obviously l can relate to this
story about a little Autistic boy.. as i was
him2.. who couldn’t speak until age 4..
wHere thank God the Doctor
told my mother.. as he
could feel
the intelligence
underneath my
bright eyes that
obviously were full
of emotional affect
and receiving a whole lot
of information from the
environment at hand that
yes.. he will speak when he
gets ready to speak.. you give
him everything he needs.. and sure
that was Love my FriEnd.. perHaps that
is the biggest Temple Grandin difference
where she eventually not only survived but
thrived in the real world too.. really making
a difference in the way animals are eventually cooked..
but truly.. when one has met one so-called labeled autistic
person there is no us vs them.. as this condition is a spectrum
with no one inherent condition that creates the social reciprocal
behavioral deficits that create functional disabilities in the so
called optimum functioning of society today.. and sure.. noW the
repetitive restrictive special interests that could eventually
be a full opera by Mozart or so much more now.. hmm..
i would have been Beethoven but Carpal Tunnel
Syndrome cut that potential somewhat away..
hehe.. i couldn’t write anything really longer
than a cut and paste page of technical
information until age 50 and a little
after that but sooner or later
all those heightened internal
experiences of senses and feelings
that when positive are still truly the experience
of the pot of beYond gold at the end of the rainbow came OUT..
that only the pot of Gold knows/feels in internal alchemical metallurgy
noW sTiLL oF lyrical flow.. so.. wHere to go neXt.. i AM a Forrest
Gump Feather Floating in the wind.. my friEnd..
close to 12 million words of miles since
2010 and 33 months before that
in losing speech once with pain..
again.. and after that
33 more months until
the pain went away at the
end of July 2013.. and 3 years
from then and 1 month now as
my 42nd month of Blogging is coming
to an end now.. the longest long form poem
ever that will never be published in print.. as sure
MicroSoft Word says at even 3.3 million words that
are still approaching 4 million words now.. that 30,000
worded pages and 60 to 70,000 photo pages would fill the
mArk oF that at 100,00+ pages for the poem and book or what
ever it is online i did just for fun… the feather knows and feels
no limits when free my friEnd.. and trUly no one usually
notices it and that is A-okay.. as if they did.. they might
get a net
and capture
it and it would
no longer float free..
Moral of the story..
i
talked..
i be
am
FReED..
Thanks for recognizing
me along the way.. my nice
author and poet friEnd Candice..
and oh sHit.. almost forgot the close to 6,000 miles
in 3 years now across the U.S.A in twice the distance
of DanCinG everywhere inside and
outside in public i go.. cRap..
no sHit PARADE..
i am
A
REAL FORREST GUMP..
AS SOMETIMES i even
forget how F iN Epic
i keep groWinG
to BE..
and no.. i’M certainly
not the only one.. how
many folks are doing the same
thing underneath the so-called
optimal functioning level of the
Twitter verse now.. just doin’
it.. just doin’ it.. ’cause
it’s joy
in
carNate mY FriEnd.. noW..
seriously though.. A favorite
pARt is the Selfie Dance Photos
of the 1000+ girls with smiles from ear to
ear smiling with me.. as i say FUCK YOU TO
THOSE IGNORANT SO-CALLED SOUTHERN
BAPTIST BULLY BOYS WHO TOLD ME BOYS
WHO SMILE AND DANCE AND DO ART ARE
ALL GOING TO HELL IN A PATRIARCHAL
HANDBASKET..
as i dance on by
them with their
Beer Bellies watching
NFL on mall benches now..
and all of this was breWing way
back when before age 4.. where my
mother told my Father.. there is something
about my boy.. it’s like he knows something and
he is not telling us like an adult in that crib.. and then
my father says.. well yeah.. one day you’ll come in here
and he’ll be leaning back with a cigarette in hand.. in crib..
i never picked up that habit.. and sure.. i put off FULLY talking for close
to 47 more years AND LOOK WHOSE TALKING NOW.. WITH NO END ‘TILL NOW.. goeS oN..;)

P.S.. in highschool.. when i was the first human to be picked by teachers in 10th grade..
to get inducted into the National Honor Society then.. at that local school..
the teachers thought it was great but the girls and boys were not impressed..
And at the end of earning three college degrees with still little ability to
speak fully and coherently in either vocal or written social
reciprocal interaction ways of creativity then..
they still referred to me as superman doing
that and three part time jobs too..
and after 30 years of work
before it almost
killed me at
the end..
my fellow
workers referred
to me as superman2..
since then.. online i’ve been
named Yoda.. the perfect definition
of God.. which was way more than i asked..
heHE.. Buddha.. and back at work they called
me the living example of Jesus2.. at the Bowling
Center i managed too.. and now in dance.. inspiring
to legend.. to icon of dance too in the metro area..
spirit animal.. boss of dance.. most valuable player
for the boy who was picked last in teams at
school.. at church.. the singer who
i want to sit next to just to hear..
and yeah.. i married ‘this’ girl
who never ages..
and who lived
through 66 months
of real iSREAL hell with me..
enduring the worst pain known
to humankind with type two trigeminal
neuralgia assessed as a pain worse than
crucifixion like someone drilling one’s teeth
without novocaine but it is in one’s right eye
and ear instead.. making effective use of sight
and hearing almost intolerable for 66 months
from wake to sleep.. with 19 medical diagnoses..
including Fibromyalgia.. Sjogren’s Syndrome…
Severe Degenerative Arthritis in spine..
Spinal Stenosis.. Congenitally
Fused Vertebra in Spine..
Nasal Passages almost
closed up in sinus
way from
birth..
and Dysautonomia
where blood pressure and
heart rate no longer synched
where at the beginning of that real
JOB hell of that 66 months i could
not sleep for 40 days of lent in Spring
of 2008.. except for one hour of very
shallow sleep.. with aid of alpha blocker
to slow my out of control heart rate
for cardboard box-like sleep for the
first 35 days and none the last
5 of 40.. where suicide
became my only
goal as savior then..
and sure at age 21.. they
almost locked me away in a mental
institution as they had never come
across a case like me.. in a mania no
sleep episode of that continuing cycle
of decades of up.. and years of down
in Bi-Polar souL way too.. bottom
line x2
i
FucKinG
lived it all my
friend and lasted
long enough to tale
the story in just one comment
to a friEnd’S online poem..
and sure.. there is much
more to it than this..
as close to 12 milLion
words do tale.. noW..
as mY FriEnd. reaLiTy
is much more
FucKinG
STranGE
than
ANY
FUCKING FICTION
OF WHAT REALLY WENT
AND CONTINUES TO GO
DOWN for someone still considered
totally and permanently too disabled to
optimally function in society today.. by
written reports of professionals still
now my
friend
as the
truth of the
matter is
Superman
was not made
for this world.. and
nah.. i wouldn’t say that
but hey.. i cannot deny and tale a lie as Abe says2..
the fActs speak more than volumes on thaT.. noW
and if i come back again.. if i could come back
again.. yeah.. i’d do it forever juSt
to see
one smile
from my wife now..
all the rest oF it was
just icing on that wedding
cake my friend.. as the
feather goeS oN
and
liFe
sings
ISREAL NOW..
and yeah.. sure.. i leg press
close to half a ton on a very difficult
parallel leg press machine with my stretching
arms raised to the sky like a ballerina2… 33 times
at age 56..2.. wiTh a sample of 14 times of that on
YouTube too.. but hey.. the truth is.. other folks
could do more than me too.. if they just believed
more than what the optimal functioning of society says they can be..
and juST Do…
FucK thaT
sHit..
i do
liFe my
way friEnd.. so..
what in summary.. does the
clever fox say.. Victory..!..iNOW…;)

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The Facebook Video Production Assistant
continues an almost never ending
opera of my metro area dance
walk and even
a pre-game
work-out show..
complete with Karmic
All seeing Bear eye..
and this Bear
actuAlly
has
teeth.. heHE..;)

And as fortune WiLL have it..
Facebook Algorithms never
ever give uP iT seems as.. yes..
the video slide show continued
all the way until the end of the
night in part two of inspiration road..;)

Coming back full circle here..
as Karma action and consequence
Can and WiLL do of course..
with the Karmic
All Seeing
Bear eye
with teeth
fully exposed iN
and WitH the CaLL
oF the Wild heARd and
acted uPon for consequence way..:)

WeLL iT’s TRUe.. i reAlly do Love
hUman Faces so Facebook is eXtra
Cool to me.. but yes.. we have Bodies
too.. and even Brains and hearts three
in one per se.. of heARt.. and SpiRit
aS Essence oF HeARt.. exPresSinG
miNd and BoDy BaLanCinG soUL
as oNe force oF
GoD wHOle as
wE iN syNergy
of MoVinG.. ConNecTinG
anD creAtinG wiTh each oTHeR..
hOlding hands too.. and man.. i do
my best to describe what i AM fully
doing in terms of enhanced cognitive
executive functioning in focus and
short term working memory that
DancE does bRing Free style
in reguLating EmoTioNs
and inteGrating SeNses
thAT FloW iN OuR Body
from Vagal Nerve.. also
kNown and FelT as
Kundalini riSinG too..
from bRain to GuT
and swirling all around
cells to peptide receptors
that remember positive neurochemicals
and neurohormones in cells from head to
toe too.. but sure the Milton Folks seem to
have a hard time understanding this as i
even had one fairly young person state
they’ve never heard of mind and body
balancing so perHaps the old
legend of the Buddhists is true
too.. suggesting that when this
basic art of life for noW iN
gaining and maintaining
simple Animal Homeostasis is lost..
in neurohormone and neurochemcial
BaLanCinG from Head to toe3.. thereby
reGulaTing emoTiOns and InteGrating
seNses for fully body inteLLigence iN
MoVinG.. ConNecTing and creAtinG
With OtHeRs toGeTheR.. too.. yeah..
Baby.. the world needs more teachers..
to humbly help folks bRing tHeir innate
instinct and intuition back from the brink
of mechanical cognition death of being
imprisoned in one’s head out of full body InTeLLiGence
from head to toe.. as they say.. baby makes her blUe geNes talk..;)

And sPeaKinG of that SonG yA kNoW and FeeL especiAlly if you are
a male who hasn’t forgot to FeeL and SeNse the eNvironment of female
around them in reproductive innate instinct and intuition that says
the hips are a signal and the butt too of course in a way
a woman walks in poTenTiaL for reproductive success
in Birthing large headed babies like me..
with super potential intelligence too..
hmm.. yeah.. baby’s got butt for me
too.. and breasts.. well interestingly
enough.. in most primitive cultures.. breasts
are not idealized as much as hips.. as it’s kind
of secondary you know to the initial ACT.. per se too..
in FAct.. the science of breasts and hips in this reproductive
way says that breasts become more idolized and treasured when
subsistence resources are low… as the toddler can nurse too..
when the foraging is sparse.. so hmm.. what about all the Breast
worship in the U.S. oF A.. wHeRe every which way ya look in big
banners of mall advertisement and on the road too.. hmm..
to be honest i have always been fond of hips and breasts..
so sure.. i don’t mind it all as baby can let more
of her blUe geNes talk in tightly fitted
dance dresses from top to bottom
too.. hey.. i may be older
but i ain’t dead yet..
and until
then baby
can sing
a song from
head to toe..
free as free can be..:)

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Oh.. the Public Dance Walking Memories.. and
about wHeRe iT all started here on August 28.. 2013..
as far as Video and or Ocean Whole Poem
Documentation oF iT goes.. at this
point.. no Nike GPS Sports Watch to
Measure it yet.. but
at Best Buy.. i give it
a somewhat crude spin
then.. as sure.. after sitting
in my bedroom for 66 months then..
with the worst pain known to humankind
as a shut-in of course.. yeah.. i was like
an animal who finally escaped out of a cage..
or better yet a human who escaped out of the
big one of culture and religions then too.. after
47 years of doing that before the pain said
get the FucK out oF all of that and
eventuAlly find God within and
in doing so all innately..
instinctually and
intuitively finDinG
miNd and boDy balance..
thaT iS moving as art.. connecting
with other human beings noW and the
rest of Nature and creating something
new alWaYs now bRinGS all naturAlly
with the power of emotional regulation
and sensory integration for much greater
potential fulfilled in cognitive executive
functioning through enhanced super
laser focus.. and even short term
working memory too.. in other
words.. getting yoUr shit
all togeThEr.. and
seeking and finding
the heARt of YoUr human
potential.. eXpresSinG that
HuMan potEntial as heARt of SpiRit
art in all the ways creativity comes
in a BaLanCinG Art and Science oF
life that should be at least 60% heARt
and Art as by God of Nature trUe and liGht
that IS THE WAY HUMANS ARE noW EVOLVED TO
BE Now sTiLL over the course of hundreds of
thousands of years before school and books and
the mechanical cognition rules A life now down to
key strokes of data entry in routines and rituals
of 8 hours a day of analytical reasoning duties
stuck in the head.. wHeRe the hUman heARt
dies an isolated way away from Art and
SpiRit of ExpreSsinG Art and Creativity
sAMe in a body that has become lost
in emotions dysregulated.. and
senses disintegrated.. from
BaLanCinG with miNd one
as wHOle soUl of much
greater poTenTial
hUman intelligences
fulfilled instead of just what
they measure oF F iN Standard IQ
tests that measure what ya need to
kNow and do to be a good little cog
in the machine of society to keep the
creature comforts and greater instant
gratification luxuries coming that defeat
the balance of life of intermittent gratification..
with all you can eat sugars and fats.. all you
can drink beers.. wines.. alcohols.. and other
varieties of substance addiction associated drugs..
to take a shortcut to happiness that becomes more
often misery and suffering too.. yes.. as even those
who made a dude named Jesus in a book.. as role then
model of human archetype to aspire to be.. the answers
are within.. Nature AKA as the Kingdom of God does..
live within.. as even science now shows we are
made of the cosmos star stuff too.. as star dust
of Great potential we have become.. as the
miracle of life when expressing that in
all of evolved God of Nature given
human potential most definitely
does show.. anyway..
i still grow
this way
as the
record
most definitely
clearly shows2.. as there
was no doubt i would do things
not reported that others have done
specifically.. per se.. in my own created
art of liFe to come three years ago at
the time of this video.. same date noW
of month then.. in fact.. i documented
thaT on the Wrong Planet when
i told them on that website..
there was no sky for limit..
of what i would do next..
then that i have
what the therapist
named as miraculously
recovered like a real religious
miracle then.. going from not even
being able to go into a Whataburger
for even 15 FucKinG minutes to
dancing solo in front of crowds
of hundreds in public stores
and eventually much more
refined.. in dance hall way..
to yes.. the tune of
around 1000 girls as
documented in selfie autographed
smiling dance photos with me too..
as documented too.. in 124 full weeks
of doing that now.. that yes.. still exist
in Ocean Whole Poem way now.. anyway.. NoW..
it’s just proof that this higher potential of God
exists.. and God does too.. and more about that
in a few.. per the next Macro-Verse shared from
a year ago.. since this one too.. as Ocean Poem FlowS oN..:)

Yeah.. sure.. WTF IS GOD!.. this big question
that is easy peacey as piece of peach cobbler
to me.. as i have zero problem with the
fAct that science now proves God
to exist 100% with proof..
in what all the sages
of the ages have pointed
to God as being noW as an
allthatis interconnecting
and interrelating Force of
life with no one name but the
essence of all that is.. as science
shows this cosmos of Nature.. aLL iS
one force living within wE too.. just as
the folks who wrote the Gnostic and other
New Testament Gospels do relate if you can
see and hear the deeper meanings of the
way poetry is written in biblical sacred
text too.. folks seem to be butt hurt
that it took science to prove it..
not understanding that
science is the
scribe that
is God’s best
friEnd.. so far.. in
proving God’s existence
without a doubt.. but you kNow
and feel the tribal instinct.. huh.. people
worship the words they use to describe God
over what the FucKinG essence of God alWays
has been and alWays WiLL be as interconnecting
and interrelating force ALL aS ONE NoW.. no shit..
God is FucKinG iSREAL and every wHere as noW one
Force of existence.. sorry.. if you missed iT in a book..
in a three or five letter idol as form of word.. without
this essence realized and
fELt iN yoUr liFe..
tHeRe iS no
God but
an idol
of a word for you or none..
noW ironically enough from
the view point of the reported
dude Yeshua as such.. yoUr small
words for God have bEcoMe.. yeS..
Anti-Christ now.. as they have now
lost the essence of thE TruTh and
liGht of God that is all that is that
lives equAlly within uS.. the rest of
the UniVerse.. iNFiniTy and more
to the smallest Quantum subatomic
particle in a grain of sand too.. i don’t
kNow about you.. but that makes me feel as warm
and cozy As an iSREAL God blankET oF onE noW..:)

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/08/28/wtf-is-god/

How refreshing.. yes.. DrinKing Kool Aid Dance..
one of the best pARts of this macro-verse iS.. iT sHows
one of my first dance ‘dates’ with
my nice Hispanic dance friend
from two years ago.. and
two of Charlie’s
Angels.. Chelsea
and Cortney from
two years ago.. wHere
Chelsea came first.. then
Maggie accompanied her and
highly spirited Cortney came next..
who was kinda the social organizer then
and spokes person for Charlie’s Angel’s2..
as she was sorta the only one i really got to know
in-depth oF verbal language then beyond the dance
of life2.. i kNow a little bit about Chelsea.. and
only the dance of Maggie.. and the Hispanic
girl.. just pleasantries on the dance floor..
and i don’t even know her name
after two years of intermittent
dance.. but i do feel the
way she dances..
next to me
for sure.. and
yes.. from a distance
too.. as every human’s
dance when set free is like
a finger print too.. truly iT iS lovEly
art.. and a treasure to experience
first hand in the greatest
evolving reciprocal
social communication
of human that has/iS always
been the body language of dance
from the mating ritual to the warrior dance
to the simple and complex spiritual ecstasy of
not only connecting to each oTheR but to Nature
one and God sAMe.. yeah.. baby.. the Dance Hall
is my real church and Nature too.. but sure..
i like SinGinG..
iN the Catholic
Church too.. to
balance the verbal
spiritual pARt oF connecting
to each oTheR and God aS WeLL..
iT all coMes out in the DancE and SonG
oF liFE and trUe to fact of act and FeeLinG..
iF you don’t DancE and SinG iN eXpresXing your
Spirit inside of God this way.. or at least express
it in the poetry of wordS.. it would reAlly be sad to
never find God within and Express God as HOly
spiRit of DancE and SonG and poEtic words now…
prophets without all these three as iSREAL messengers
of God NoW are missing something that King David
seemed to have.. along with the warrior spirit
for defense of survival too.. hmm..
yeah.. i’M more like King David
in many ways2.. except i can
control my warrior and lust
side in a disciplined way
without going the
dArk route
of harming
others in all
of God of Nature
in my greater hUman
poTenTial expresSing hoLy
spiRit of miNd and boDy BaLanCinG
SoUL noW as FREE Tree of liFe and kNowLedge
are noW ONEFORCE noW as me.. oF course2..NoW..
Bottom line.. a sacred New Testament text goeS oN..
the Messianic Kingdom of Heaven was promised then..
in the generation of Jesus.. perHapS.. it came
for some human beings who survived a liFe
like i do now Free with God and otHeRs
who share these freedoms of God
Given potential as human Nature
sAMe as Nature Free.. and
across the Globe now..
the real living rapture
is more possible than ever..
for those who escape the traps
of religion and culture and Fly
FReED wITh God as the evidence
certainly relates that i do in liFE NoW..
No.. fairly tale.. is this Kingdom of Heaven..
NoW.. achievable.. iT iS iN Cheap Thrills iSREaL NOW2..
and sure.. SiA is A messenger free oF god noW2..noW iF
you haven’t noticed.. hEr Holy and Sacred Angel Nature2..:)

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/08/28/drinking-kool-aid-dance/

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The Facebook Autobiographical..
Filming assistant in video slide show
way.. continues to deliver.. and any short
slide show video that stARts out with a
Orange Flower.. is kinda nice
in my opinion..
for one..
@least..:)

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My Uncle and
Aunt.. Both now
With older age
Memory issues
In their eighties
But still dancing
With Aunt playing
The Piano for a
Band.. And as i
Understand it..
My Father’s identical
Twin Brother Ted..
Recently asked if
My Father.. Who passed
Away.. Two years ago..
Had any children.. And
i can’t say we had many
Conversations.. the decades
he remembered me.. Oh..
The joy of the Autism
Spectrum.. Passed
Down in Broader
Phenotype at
Least..
And at
Least.. i
Understand
Why now and
Myself.. Better too..
And yeah.. He’s 84
And Dances with the
Younger Ladies while
The Aunt plays.. Dance
Is at least pArt of A Fountain
Of Youth.. yes.. i’ll do it ’till 96..
Mark 80 more million words
Of poetry by 40 more years
Too.. And 80 thousand more
Miles of Public Dance unless
i pick up the pace more.. noW2..
And no.. i’M NOT kidding..NOw1..;)

Yes.. Yoda goes to church..
in the longer view of this..
And Dance walks every
wHere he goeS iN
public view too..
even with
ducks and fish
two and morE noW2..;)

Hmm.. wondering
here.. iF i can loosen
uP Hillary enough for
a bootie dance ‘here’.. heHE..;)

True Story.. as alWays
of course.. at least.. in metaphor..
Two Farm Boy Heavy Weights.. seemed
to be perusing the value of my dance at Walmart
yesterday.. and within 15 minutes.. after i gave them..
The Fred
talK.. they suggested
that i should run for President.. and
then i quickly provided the metaphor
of Jesus in the Desert wHere the metaphorical
Devil inside suggested he aspire to worldly status
and power.. and i said.. hell no.. status and power
are human cultural illusory developed ways of
life when humans started storing grains
when folks started getting jealous
of the haves and others
started getting angry
at the have nots
for wanting what
the haves stored up..
it was better when we all
foraged toGeTher for the day..
shared what was gatHeRred and forAged
and hELd hands again the next day to gEt
the Job of Basic Subsistence and Survival
done for the now.. dancing togeTheR.. mostly
naked around the campfire and midnight
moonlit way of Free liFe.. ONE WitH God
oF NatUre and each oTheR.. then FREE..
and then today.. another dude suggested
that Yoda would defeat both Hillary
and Trump.. in a fair race..
but course they have
no idea of the
extent of
skeletons
in Yoda’s closet
that are paraded for
all to see.. if they like..
of course.. noW.. heHE..;)

Yeah.. it’s gonna take
A wHole lot more than
2-six packs of Heavy
Duty Scott’s Paper towels
to clean up all the shiT in the
world but.. i gotta SonG.. and
a DancE and ten fingers and toes
to stArt a maTch.. and A waVe for a FiRe
oF Ocean Poem way and a DancE and SonG
for more too..
as metaphorS
MoreS of CoursE Now.. GO..;)

WeLL.. i read a very interesting book.. yes.. from front to
back while i did my slower TAI CHI-like dance at
Barnes and Nobles this evening.. while yes..
listening to A Best of Alan Parsons Project
Album.. as of course it’s kinda spacey
and relaxing too.. for a book named
‘A God That Could Be Real’.. and iF
they said iSREAL as i pun that
jusT for fun off iSraEL too..
to make a point.. God
is real too.. anyWay..
they didn’t get the
idea directly from me..
hehe.. a famous scientist’s
wife.. now.. wrote this book..
and some of her ideas mirrored
some of mine.. but nah.. i ain’t gonna
restrict God to what Physics thiNks iT kNows
and doesn’t feel at all through the scientific method..
and don’t get me wrong.. it’s nice to know and feel..
that we don’t live on a flat earth too.. but there IS A
Magic about God beyond any bible or fiction.. i’VE..
ever read that reAlly cannot be described any better
that the word Magic to me.. as it defies all systemizing
ways of explanation.. in scientific method terms.. of course..
the key is.. if you don’t believe tHeRE IS A MaGiC in life.. you
will find none.. and if you do.. even iF iT IS A placebo effect..
never the less.. the positive consequences that come
from positive beliefs and actions are iSREAL..
and as far as the magnitude of the
MaGiC that comes as consequence..
tHeRE could be an aRtFuL formula
for that that iS simply Luke Red Hot
100% faith.. hope.. and belief with
zero doubts and fears.. it works
for me.. 100%.. i cannot promise
it will work that way for anyone else..
as it is an inner force that is not completely
quantifiable or even qualifiable either as it can
and will come in depths that empirical means.. including
words.. we cannot touch.. at least fully.. in much fuller human
potential of the higher power and Force of God noW wiThin
uS REAL FOR THOSE OF wE.. WHO SEEK.. FiND AND
PRACTiCE THiS FORCE NOW.. anyWay.. Yoda understands
and FeeLs the trUth and LIGht oF all thaT is.. this.. and does
his best..
to give aT
lEast a spARk oF
how he experiences A
iSREAL Heaven oF liFE noW..:)

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Both the Bible and Kuran.. taken literal.. are obviously misogynistic..
it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure that part out..
but sure you have to be able to read.. and the
truth is many folks in Muslim cultures
are still illiterate and take
what ever they are
given by the ruling
class in interpretation as
Gospel truth that cannot be
questioned.. and where religion
cannot be questioned comes the
prison part.. the acid thrown on female
faces.. the stove top burnings.. the raping
of twelve year old girls in what they name as
Dowry as nonconsensual means rape.. bottom line..
whether that is little twelve year old girls.. or the
abomination of doing that to a 9 year old girl..
as such that does still sadly occur as well..
as in the 7th century too.. or even after
marriage.. as is still not a crime in
some Muslim countries now..
and folks who are
Homosexuals.. well..
when the Christian religion
was in charge of state.. as it still
was in reality of holding slaves and
imprisoning adulterers and homosexuals
until the real gentile or jew.. servant or free..
woman or man.. no more.. was finally promoted
and justified as correct in the secular part of the
world by Majority rule of Supreme Court Justices..
who ended being more ethical then the so-called
Christian rules before.. with no votes or even
voices of women allowed in life.. those
changes are coming in Muslim countries
too.. as here’s the thing.. the real God of
Nature lives free in us to be who we
REALLY ARE.. and this voice is
singing louder and louder as
information and voices
is no longer
censored by
threats up to
death as much and
the REALLY GOOD NEWS..
IF YOU WANT TO METAPHORICALLY
ATTRIBUTE THAT TO THE GOOD COP
OVER THE BAD COP JESUS THAT STILL
CAN BE found in the New Testament is that
Sociologists.. suggest that the same freedoms
that women and homosexual folks here and the
other oppressed folks of the United States of
America once did not have also.. will be the
reality.. in at least Middle Eastern Muslim
countries in the coming decades.. equaling
those Freedoms in the U.S.. by 2050..
and sure.. some countries in Africa
will lag behind.. as they have
less to offer to first world
countries in terms
of dollar bills..
like the oil of the
middle east.. but sure..
perhaps one day.. Female
Genital Mutilation will be
an ignorance of the past..
when the REAL ORIGINAL
DEFINITION OF THE GREEK
WORDS APOCALYPSE THAT
MEANS LIFTING THE VEIL OF IGNORANCE..
COMES to pass in these countries too.. as the
Kindgom of Heaven is simply a place
where folks can live free
in a state of peace
and harmony
where they
can be
the
full gift that
God of Nature
evolves them to
be now.. in MoVinG..
ConNecTinG and CreAtinG WAY..:)

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/08/29/a-womans-opinion-on-god/

https://thefeatheredsleep.wordpress.com/2016/08/27/enigma/

sMiLes.. And Hello.. my FriEnd.. thefeatheredsleep.. AKA Candice
and nice Facebook Friend and author too..
who is not afraid of different..
and that my friend
is the prize
of different..
rubbing noses
with those who
are different.. and sure..
somewhat same too.. i saw
the movie.. about Alan Turing.. named
the Imitation Game.. and sure this could
be as much about Asperger’s Syndrome as
that new movie.. named the Accountant with
Ben Affleck coming out soon.. of course fiction
doesn’t grab the same tears that reality can as
reality is often magic and harsh too.. too harsh
for even words it seems.. religions are created
to control.. religions are created to bond..
and yes.. religions are part of liFe..
as human’s seek purpose
and meaning and
reaSons/FeeLiNGS
to
go on..
of course
as nows go on..
ah.. but to lift the ignorance
and still go on.. and yes it is happening
incrementally as nows go on.. where even
in the Catholic Church the truth that what
they name as revelation is just a metaphor of
the Nero that was oppressing the so-called
Christians at that time of so-called Saint John..
is assessed now in the Catholic Church as
just a metaphor for that point in time…
sure.. there is a long way
to the reaLiTy
coming out that
who ever Jesus was..
there is no proof of miracles
or resurrection of death and
3 to 4 hundred thousand scribe
mistakes of small to major in what
makes a bible now that 2.2 million folks
ascribe to now.. and as oft promise of a brighter
day.. sociologists suggest that Muslim folks in the
middle east will have the same freedoms that women..
homosexuals.. folks with disabilities.. and other previously
much more oppressed folks in the USA.. did not have before..
before sanity
of reaSon rules
insanity of before..
there are no Elton John’s in the
middle east.. and likely no Alan Turings..
as the more harsh the culture flushes out
different the more culture kills itself in the
process of achieving more as whole.. and
the rule of nature will always be adapt and
change and survive and thrive or don’t.. simple
as that.. and true.. when resources are shared more..
a culture becomes less patriarchal and warring and
more leaning towards matriarchal and loving.. the Yang
and Yin of War vs Saturday in the Park with less clothes
of culture to cover up human freedoms.. it’s predictable and
truly as Atheist countries show.. religion of oppression comes
in many clothes of politics of controlling and directing human nature
for the cause of survival for the day.. China.. BiG case in point..
oh.. to live in abundance
is to live free.. the rule of nature
as long as social roles for social animals
survive.. and instant gratification doesn’t
kill folks by the time they reach middle age..
but to live in scarcity is always a place for
human misery and suffering.. the
infertile lands of deserts…
the ice of the Siberian north..
but on beaches with bikinis.. rarely
a fist is displayed.. as passion of Free rules
the human heARt.. the SpiRit.. and the SoUL oF FREEDOM
MY FriEnd.. Bottom Bikini line.. FREE RULES WHEN POSSIBLE..
when no longer are DicKiNsoN Poems hidden in drawers.. oF dArk..;)

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The EN name test thingie..
provides a test of which bible
verse reflects me
and the
result
is..

Joshua 1:9

“Have I not commanded you?
Be strong and of good courage;
do not be afraid, nor be dismayed,
for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.”

And i say..

Bottom Line..
i ain’t scared..;)

And sure.. as it is our human
nature to be fearless with love
but how to do that.. as words are
empty without living examples of trUth
and liGht.. well.. truth is.. when my psychiatrist
who i inspired to go teach movement therapy
as proven.. my way works more than
the pill way he attempted
to help me with
when i first
went there
with total
human exhaustion..
also known as General
Adaptation Syndrome as
nicely described by Hans Selye
and even worth providing a Wiki Link
for it.. if you haven’t heard of him and or his theory yet..

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stress_(biology)#General_adaptation_syndrome

Bottom line.. recovery of the consequences of living through 2 years of flight
or fight stress at work.. took 66 months.. STRESS ISN’T WORTH IT..
BOTTOM ALWAYS LINE.. IF YOU CAN ESCAPE..
DO ESCAPE.. as stress most definitely
will break down every body system
of the human body..
as stress hormones..
are like acid on the brain
and body.. if you wanna drink
the drano.. of a slow burn of death…
ANYWAY.. still.. the psychiatrist and
medical profession all together is
truly a practice of medicine..
and promoted as
a way of
making
money.. of
course too.. over
natural healing like rest..
long term rest.. healing the
body.. building it back up slowly
and surely and finding what works
to keep life in animal homeostasis
as BaLanCinG Force like all
smART animals do
with innate..
instinct..
and intuition
too.. as when the cat
gets enough stimulation..
even pets.. the cats moves
out of the way.. and if he or she
is pursued.. a scratch or more than
love bite will most often come next..
Cats are yes.. smARTer than humans
as they NO when to say no.. and no means
no.. when their capacity for environmental stimulus
exceeds their ability to simply withstand it in reasonable
innate.. instinctual and intuitive way of FeeLinG what
works and what is dangerous to tHeir
well being outside of the
comfort zone of
animal homeostasis..
humans.. on the other
hand.. sit motionless as far
as big muscle movements go
to help the blood flow and burn
off stress chemicals for 8 hours and
more a day.. and humans don’t say no..
as the insanity of culture has no idea what
it means to be human for a FucKinG Dollar Bill..
when a FucKinG Dollar Bill becomes the God
BeinG of HuMaN BeinG.. problem.. truly
established by religions to suggest
that this world isn’t real and
dying is preferable to living
as the height of cultural and
religious ignorance in reaLiTy
noW.. by the logical fallacy of
appeal to authority of before.. no
FucKinG how old it is.. or FucKinG
how craaayyyyzzzyy.. or violent it
came to be.. in the beginning of human
ignorance away from the truly simple trUths
of human nature in liGht of what it even means
to be a human animal set free again.. ANYWAY…
WHEN i told my psychiatrist how much i write.. he
called it Hypergraphia.. as sure every human behavior
has a label.. except since believing in lies of before in religion
is considered socially acceptable in culture.. that’s not considered
insane.. that’s considered within the norm of human behavior.. however..
if one becomes all about God.. or what the psychiatry world names as
Hyper-Religious even though that is kinda the opposite of luke warm
that has a bi-polar label too.. Love God a little but
a lot is craaaayyyyzyyy.. is what the Doctors still
say.. in Bi-polar way..
and worship the human
body as the flesh of God as
Temple same.. like nude art..
and that can be labeled even in
the church as craaaayyyzzzzzy too..
well guess what.. i AM the Happy one..
and sure the psychiatrist in his continued
pill pusher practice suggested epilepsy
drugs to bring me back down
to luke warm
about everything
in life.. and just shuffle
by like a Robot in Super
Walmart in Zombie Apocalypse
way with dead britches OWN too..
well no.. i said no.. and if you wonder
why there haven’t been too many Leonardo’s..
Mozart’s.. Beethoven’s and Michelangelo’s too..
is the drugs came along.. and not until
recently could a person.. even
say no.. when beyond
the norm.. way beyond
the norm came visible
and fear of the beyond
was medicated by institutions
and drugs that were mandatory to
kill this pArt of the human soul more..
well.. sure.. there are those who do need
this kinda help.. but there are others who are
just different and must fly free to be alive.. or die
in the lies of priSons bEfore.. in a slow torture away
from heaven now.. and on top of that.. duh.. getting in the
floW iN the ZonE of creating art.. no different than Michelangelo..
Mozart.. Leonardo.. Beethoven and more feels good.. of course..
as Brain waves change from Beta worry.. to Alpha focus to theta
creative pleasure in the Good Cop TwiLiGht Zone of guiding
lucid waKinG dreAMs of metaphor of Holy Spirit Flow
comeS iSREAL.. in a metaphor of Quantum hUman
miNd and BoDy BaLanCinG soUL.. UNLEashEd..
ReLeasEd.. for poTenTiaL incredible works Now
of arts to form.. in essence.. free relative FREE
WiLL noW as this
Ocean whole Macro
Verse of Poem GroWs
more and more in places
too large for juSt one perSon
to eXploRe.. i am A drop of water..
i am A streAm that flows as RiVer
as Ocean WhoLe PoEm i AM iSREAL..
i AM juST another Wave of God iSraEL AM i..:)

Facebook Friend Himali shares two consecutive
statuses.. the first one says..

“I’ve learned that home
isn’t a place;
it’s a feeling.”

And i simply say..

Home iNside..:)

And secondly she
shares..

“Everyone needs a
friend who will
call and
say,
Get Dressed
We are going
on an Adventure.”

And i simply say..

Home ouTside..:)

The trUth and liGht is..
some folks are more introverted..
and some of those are more closed
minded.. and some of those.. are averse
to change.. and some of those are rather
homebodies who sit at home and read
and watch TV to see and hear
the actors in another
Director’s play..
and truly that’s
Okay.. and sure
tHeRe IS A spectrum
of ALL of that as no human
is a cookie cutter copy of anotHeR
human or label.. or book that describes
human being.. and there are others who
see joy everywhere.. inside.. outside.. above..
so below and all around.. who pursue adventure..
change.. in a progressive way.. and sure they are
liberal as compared to conservative otHeRs
in generalized way.. and yes.. of course..
i thrill some folks with my progressive
antics and scare the BeJesus
out of
the
other folks
now.. and sure if
you cannot see how liberal
a person like Jesus would be..
you cannot see me at all..
as i wear
the
same
sandals
too.. gentile or
jew.. servant or
free.. woman or man no more.. different
is same and same is different now
to
me
FReED..
and no.. i’M
not the only one
but sure i AM a RARE
SPaRoW FReED.. and as every
day goeS oN its anotHeR FiGht
SonG for mE to bE thIs way..
i AM what i Am
and
AM NOW..
i’LL BE FReED..
‘CAUSE i can in the
U.S. oF A at LeASt..
the Kingdom
of Heaven
@leASt
for
me
hAS/iS COMe..
and sure.. in somEways
i COMe aGain in glory to
literAlly judge the living and
the dead.. as the 42nd literal
month mARk of this Witness for God
comes to a close in a way on September
1st when my nExt 699th Macro Verse iS published
as that was the first day on Facebook that my Katie
Mia name came to mean more as Kind Autistics
Taking iN Everything Mindful iN Awareness
floating to my mind like a feather
from within.. and
i put it on Facebook
along with a sky of
blurry clouds that i had
captured on a Winter day
from bEfore that i will share
here too.. from March 1st of 2013
then.. and sure on September 11th..
after 42 whole months.. iN Blog ways
comes.. i’LL make that sacred and holy
for mYself.. as when the eYes shut wHole
in the last float of breath.. we become Star duSt
with GoD aS oNE aGain.. and in every field of
Dreams.. at the end it is only wE who comes as
Star Dust to liVE noW..
or never
live much
aT all.. and i wiLL
sleep in Star DuST
comfort then.. wHOLe
knoWinG and FeeLinG
that this go aRound i juST
DiD iT.. no matter what cAMe neXt..
and sure.. i left some mArks oF thaT
iSREAL to stay a long the way oF LIFe iSREAL2 Now2..:)

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BeforE and After NovEL pARTy

BeforE and After NovEL pARTy
Introductory post to Free Novels

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CrediTs FiELd oF DreAMs

And yeS.. FinAlly..
CrediTs FiELd oF DreAMs..
A Thanks YoU oF sORts..
NoW..:)

Love iS
ALLTHaTis..:)

GRains oF SaNd
hOld mounTain
LoVe NoW..:)

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18 Responses to CocksComB deLiGht oF SciEnce And arT

  1. SMiLes.. my FriEnd Zee..
    i have a favorite tree.. in my
    backyard.. named as Dogwood..
    and yoUr poem reminds me here..
    that the leaves are so green and uniForm
    oF liFe in thriving way.. that i come to
    notice it hardly at all in the Summer..
    until a leave of life drifts to
    the floor of Fall and
    coming Winter
    ground.. as staRt..
    and sure enough
    i take photos from
    then on.. watching the
    leaves in nostalgia way
    with hope and faith and
    of course 100% Nature belief
    that sure.. leaves will come back again..
    and the Beauty of that Love.. once
    aGain can be taken for trust
    and granted as the
    leaves hOld
    hands green
    with hardly any
    separation at all to
    see the Sun Behind the tree
    of life that truly was still living
    when leaves of Love left in Trust way..
    and strangely enough the human IS A Tree
    in this way too.. sure.. as metaphor of poeTry
    and pardon me if i have provided this science
    story to you before.. but yes.. when love leaves..
    the oxytocin neurohormone of social bonding goes
    way way down.. and the Sun of Dopamine feelings rises
    uP.. and drives the heARt.. the SpiRit and the mINd and
    BoDy soUl forward to regain the Serotonin trust of
    Neurochemical to go along with Dopamine as
    social bonding warm and fuzzy
    Neurohormone of oxytocin
    rises once again..
    the key here..
    in understanding how
    leaves go.. is to trust and
    know as hope.. even if one
    can feel neither of these or that
    warm and cozy baby feeling of being
    attached to love so fuzzy as cats purr
    when making biscuits that are truly love now
    that anyone can share.. without fear.. my friEnd..
    sAdly though.. the human way has turned a card of
    nomad.. where without a nuclear family of two.. one
    can be the loneliest number oF aLL.. my FriEnd.. iN
    Winter that never seems to end.. and yes.. that is
    human nature my FriEnd.. and many human
    beings who have said goodbye
    to the hugs of village whole..
    no longer can
    count
    on that
    Tree of Love
    that Dogwood..
    that smiles a touch
    of comfort.. of warm and
    fuzzy that heals even romance
    when romance comes and goes..
    anyWay.. obviously you have both reason
    and art.. and for some folks reaSon does hELp
    a heARt to understand what may come of Full Dogwood
    Trees with leaves that hold together where even the Sun
    is forgotten
    as LoVes
    Sings
    Leaves
    so warm
    and fuzzy sweet..:)

    wInks..
    i forgot the
    theme SonG to
    this as SonGs as
    you do kNoW and
    FeeL have a miGhty poWer
    to heal.. even beyond words
    of poEtry.. bilLions oF viewS on
    YouTube do not lie to that HEALING POWER..
    and.. oh yeah..
    by the way..
    cruX of
    the story..
    my wife is the
    Dogwood Tree who
    never sheds a leave oF aLL..
    and i AM juST a lucky oNe..noW
    as that allows me to blow leaves
    oF Love everywHeRe i go.. noW..
    aS the Dog
    wood
    is behind
    my SoUL.. heARt..
    SpiRiT alWAys as LoVE noW…:)

  2. WeLL.. the trUth and liGht iS.. i tend
    to stay in a sweet mood most of the now..
    a little to a lot focused.. but the emoTioNs
    generated bY aLL thE DancE and poEtic eXpreS
    SioNs i come to say and play as WorDs and SonG noW
    oF DancE.. do deLiGht the hands and feat oF Y i.. from
    toes to fingers that candy man bE.. Now glUes
    oF sweet love truE.. with leaves of tree thaT
    kNow no bounds of FeeLing se
    pa
    ra
    tiOns..
    distance..
    aWay from Fearless
    Love as i continue
    to hand out
    this candy
    freely and
    sure.. also in
    a small tribute
    here by A
    way to
    Willy
    Wonka’s
    Chocolate Factory
    and Gene Wilder..
    and a promise i made
    long ago for an unending
    supply aS candy oF Love iN PoEtiC noteS
    and stePs of SonG and WorDs.. aS total DanCinG FeaT..:)

    So yes.. off to dVerse for a few liNks before eat and work-out comes
    for night.. as a Quadrille prompt for the term ‘Leaves’ arrives
    tHeir too.. in official restriction of 44 words.. wHole but
    wHeRe i go WitH thaT.. at tHis point i.. have
    no clue.. as the sweetS iN mE
    of free continues
    to drive
    through..;)

    Leave notes..
    duSty gRow..
    parched fAll
    oF
    heARt..:)

    With every leave
    ThaT fAlls..
    SpRingS
    WiNter
    HopE
    oF
    Summer’s
    DrEaM GreeN iSREAL..:)

    HouseHolds
    oF Leaves..
    Parents
    go
    to
    4 inch
    screAms
    oF misSinG LoVE..:)

    Rest of liFE
    IS A Fall
    oF
    Leaves..
    Trees.. GroWinG
    bAck.. to born aGaiN..:)

    Hope you are doing well
    Victoria.. and sMiLes.. leaVinG
    my comment on the next one
    heAr.. as work-arounds
    do come..
    when finding
    after searching
    long enough it seems..:)

    With every leave..
    coveRinG twigs.. branches..
    limbs and trunks thaT die as trees..
    the sky
    lives
    more.. blUes
    of lifE StiLL
    crisp azure
    iN
    WiNter’s
    faLL..:)

    And iF i don’t
    leave this keyboard
    now.. i’LL be late
    for the
    flesh
    and blood
    work out
    in Tree oF
    ReaL liFE whOle
    as my temple of iSReaL
    spRinGS yeaR ’round iN alWays
    LiVinG Leaves oF NoW i DancE FReED..:)

    5:55 pm..
    8292016..:)

    Back at 12:23 am..
    8302016.. for
    some more
    dVerse
    Leaves
    oF poeTry SonGs..:)

    RiSing leaves of faLL…
    Holidays soon fall too..
    Costumes of Halloween
    smiling children’s tricks for
    treats.. and sure when the last
    leave is
    hidden
    in snow..
    Saint
    Nick
    comes
    and leaves aGaiN..
    perHaps for iSREAL2..:)

    Leaves of school dance
    bouquets pressed ‘tween
    annual pages.. ugh.. oh!
    noW
    re
    pLaced
    by
    Facebook pAges.. oh..
    that hOld no flowerS olD..
    Facebook has no memory
    smeLLs oF Love goNe byE..:)

    sheLLs as fossils leave
    iMprints of liFe..
    beForE..
    lEaves
    oF poeTry..
    sAMe.. mY friEnd..:)

    SMiLes..
    Leaves oF
    brOwn
    Fertilize
    R
    Green..:)

    sMiLes..
    the best
    leaves
    FaLL color liFe more..:)

    Bring the
    leaves.. faLL..
    as cOld
    only
    means
    hugs to me..:)

    Whispering pine leaves
    roaring louder through
    cold
    fronts
    of Love
    that warms
    a heArt of chocoLate..:)

    sMiLes.. i
    often tale
    the young men
    folk to win the art
    of woman is way
    of feat as steps
    and fingers..
    words of
    dance
    warm the
    heARt.. of Love..
    as SonG and DancE.. leaves oF
    original mating ritual beyond
    bills
    of
    dollar
    stone.. trees..:)

    SMiLes.. my friEnd..
    a soUl never leaves
    a hEaRtH.. oF sonG..
    and i’m guessing
    the way your
    words
    lyricAlly
    flow noW
    that you
    have perfect
    pitch and rhythm
    and are a lovely singer too..
    A iSREAL SonG neVer lieS liGht..:)

    Side note.. i write
    in many sublime
    deeper
    and
    somewhat
    hidden meanings..
    and i muST wonder
    noW.. how many of the LOL
    generation can understand
    much of all thaT iS sublime..
    far beyond
    juST
    thE words oF
    F Y i.. noW..
    trUe.. without
    perceiving more of
    GoD iSREAL.. ya miGht
    as well wrap/press a word named
    God in a book.. no different.. three letters..
    now then.. than an old stale bouquet
    flower iN
    a 3500
    or
    thousand
    year old book..
    and never even open
    it up again.. if you
    cannot see the fLoWer oF
    God alive and Still GroWing
    more beautiful than ever bEfore..
    sad of how many
    bilLioNs
    may never
    see a much
    fuller Flower face of
    God than words.. so
    stale and old in
    books of
    bLack
    and
    white.. BeYond
    Words.. God Does LIVe.. flowS oN
    iSREAL.. noW alWays aLL thaT iS..:)

    Ah.. leaves
    are changing
    as we gRow older..
    nah.. my knees are
    no longer leaving a
    place to run..
    but i adapt
    to struggle..
    and dance
    6000 miles.. smoothly..
    closely to earth.. in 3 yrs..
    a feather i could have never
    been before leaves of run left..
    and what comes nexT may be the
    most epic dance oF aLL.. iSREAL..:)

    Green leaves
    of love
    inside
    never
    faLL
    to BrOwn
    oF old..
    pressed
    flowers
    in a word
    or book..:)

    A place where
    leaves never
    fall.. a place
    wHeRe no one
    ever leaves..
    a place
    inside
    a fortress
    of Love that
    no one can break away..
    diffiCult.. yes.. but possible
    @lEast
    for soMe..
    and perHaps
    it stARTs as a slow
    dance for OnE..
    @leAst
    and
    west
    foR one..
    as two hemispheres
    of bRain join and
    beComE friEnds
    WiTH BoDy
    for ever.. noW…
    hemiSpHeres Now..
    of eARTh not withstanding2..:)

    SMiLes.. the reptile
    bRain.. sustains
    uS aliVe..
    when aLL
    else
    leaves
    but the
    wiLL to survivE oN MoRE..:)

    1:33 am..
    nite nite
    comes..
    and FoReSt
    in morn..
    see
    ya..;)

    Back at 2:38 pm..
    on 8302016.. Soon..
    New Moon approaching
    on September 1st.. and more
    on that approaching too..
    and truly it
    is always
    a cool
    change
    to get
    back to Nature
    as Nature Deficit
    Disorder is the misery
    and suffering globAlly
    as such taken aWay from
    the Unity of God of NatuRe
    noW.. sAdly iT may be forevernow
    until the entire tribe of hUman BeinG
    DancEs and SinGS NakEd hOlding hands
    toGeTher aRound thE eARTh and perHaps
    if wE KA’ed the Ki and Chi.. and averted
    a meteor destroying all of Nature then
    we once aGaiN would not be ashamed to
    stand beFore God and allthatis sAMe
    NatUre naKed children inNocent
    aGaiN
    in allthat
    is to bEhOlD
    aLiVe of ThaT is aLL..
    however.. changes stArt
    witH wE and smaLLer wiTh
    mE and the cool change i’LL
    be staring at the Full or New
    moon like a lover wiLL all Free bE..
    yes.. time for a cool.. change oF
    Free in the Kingdom of Heaven now..
    no longer is my life pre-arranged..
    i for one heAR and are heRe..
    thE CaLL of THe Wild
    of GoD
    FReED..
    and noW back
    to dVerse as sure..
    i’Ve been surrounded by
    Leaves and Trees and River
    sAMe.. as any Little River
    Band of the Cyberian
    Tiger River
    Leaves
    for more
    as GiVing
    and Sharing NoW..:)

    To wait for leaves..
    Bliss when first twig breeds
    a Bud to open Beauty..
    ah.. but to
    Love
    the Twig
    as home
    of liFe dArk..
    Green to come..
    is to never be alone..
    as DArk of TwiG beComes
    FriEnd of liGht and liFE sAMeallone..
    and sure this could be a Budweiser
    commercial too.. but wHo cares as
    iDrInks
    of NatUre
    Twig and Leave…
    liGht and dARk..
    SHades of Grey
    Full and New moon SAMe..
    Hues of color.. never land forever more
    never
    ending
    StoRy..
    oF TWiGliGht
    NoW.. sAMe..:)

    Quick side note..
    give and share more..
    i would Love somEone..
    anYone.. to respond to
    anYthing i say wIth full
    creativity unLeashed and relEased
    like this in Quantum Metaphor of miNd
    and BoDy SoUL BaLanCinG come to words..
    what would i do then..
    i for one.. would
    bEcome tHeir
    FriEnd.. and
    never leave tHeir
    Side returning comments
    sAMe.. and you KNOw what.. the
    TrUth iS.. iT already Happened
    and that FriEnd is the Father.. the
    Goddess.. or even the Blue Turtle of God
    inSide come out to pLay as Lover sAMe.. the
    Universal Archetype of God iN hUman Christ
    Consciousness.. Super Consciousness..
    Stream of Consciousness writing..
    Self Actualization.. the ZeN
    oF Art in Mind FuLL AwAreness..
    the FloW iN ZonE.. the vision
    quest realized.. no matter what MeTaPhoR..
    the essence iS aLiVE iN mE and thriViNG heARt..
    iN SpiRit of DAncE and SonG in words oF poEtry
    aS WinGS of NUde photoGraphy.. in new age renaissance
    FULLEST PASSioNaTE Style.. and fEat of Dance to share with
    all otHeRs clothed by law and or naked Free by God aLL ThAT iS
    oNe
    for
    noW
    AliVE
    iNside.. outSide..
    aBove.. so Below
    and all aRound
    as
    mE..
    am i the
    oNly oNe
    like tHis..
    i hope is all
    i say.. i’LL meet
    more along the trail
    of God and i OnE co-creator FReED..:)

    SMiLes.. the greAtest Art may be.. when
    one sit beFore the Canvas of God and
    fiNds
    the Brush
    of God@Hand..
    so-FReEd..:)

    As second brief
    side note ends and
    noW back to thE
    originAlly scheduLed
    poEtry proGram foR Now..;)

    SMiLes.. now..
    of course i have
    no idea who you
    are.. but at 50 when..
    i thOught my youth was
    over.. something as simple
    for the literal minded me then..
    as a new science of Neuroplasticity
    and Epigenetics convinced me that now
    the limits set by averages were the averages
    of statistics set by a culture of lEarned functional
    disability in aging early vs.. beyond the cat who leaps
    long distances now at age twenty.. simply ’cause he or
    her has met the challenges of the call of the wild now to
    leap
    further
    than the
    cats of bEfore..
    Youth Never leaves
    my friEnd with the now
    power of Believe and yes..
    more importantLy the realiTy
    oF jUSt doing iT moRE and
    waiting on no one
    else
    to
    spot
    ya for
    miracles
    oF
    A
    LIVe..
    And trUe this
    miGht be heARd as
    BS.. iF i did not document
    the whole entire journey
    of 3 years.. 60 to 70K
    photos.. and still
    approaching
    4 million
    words
    in
    42 months
    total for witness
    of this hiGher poWer
    oF NatUre gifted in US
    for HUman potenTial that
    iS real as 1000 beautiful girls
    simply smiling ear to ear wiTh
    a Dance oF i.. @56 with more energy
    in Empirical reaLiTy noW as evidenced
    than a 16 year old school kid.. mY FriEnd..
    the Heaven and the Fountain of YoutH lives
    within.. sure.. with Human skIN.. but far from
    liMits
    of Old
    BeFore
    FiElds of DreAMs
    cAMe to liFE for at
    lEast one as i..
    and sure
    Fields
    noW of
    DreAms
    alWays
    sTArt
    WitH
    i oF mE..
    mY FriEnd..
    perHaps i aM
    mistaken but i heARd
    an old lament here that
    i once Sang and almost
    believed to the detriment
    of Human poTential Leaves of Tree never
    even imagined then.. Miracles iSREAL iS Tree oF LiFe WitH RooTs..:)

    sMiLes.. hmm..
    yeah.. Orange
    is the new bLack
    and all of that..
    and nah..
    leaves of
    orange
    ain’t
    nothing
    compared
    to Apples of FReED..
    and i take it the Apple
    is now Free.. not
    thInKing too many
    folks iN A grey poupon
    world have this now..
    hmm.. larger orange
    perspective.. heHe…
    but tHere are a few..
    anyWay.. i found work
    to be even worse for
    me at least and more deadly2..
    as slave
    as prisoner
    comes more
    than bars.. wherEver leaves
    noW.. A SoUl iS hELd captive..:)

    SMILes
    Saxophones
    are sexier as they
    Breathe fALL air..
    guitars
    juST
    strum
    numb
    compared
    to air that Breathes
    Free iN Leaves that Tree..
    DreaMs oF moRe CoRe.. gOld..:)

    Leave oF thOughts
    scatteRed ADHD
    wiNds..
    written
    words
    focus
    one
    by
    one MoRe..
    poEtry heals
    more than words..:)

    SMiLes.. Dee..
    i Love thE
    DensCity
    oF
    yoUr
    wordS..;)

    iT iNspiRes
    mY overPoPulaTioNs..
    gRoWinG A Little smAller..;)

    A Best thing i Love
    about poEtry IS A
    depth of memories
    iT inSpires of EmoTioNs..
    no matter past or future
    or current words..
    A metaphor
    ticket here to
    a September
    Dance.. a faLL
    love leaves for me..
    and a sweater then..
    that strangely enough
    smelled like love as cigaretTe
    old stale stogies from a Cuban
    Mother and her flower of a young
    Woman
    who would
    eventually
    break my heart
    for decades..
    sweaters
    of smoke
    love
    gonE down
    and up aGain..:)

    Man.. Walt.. i couldn’t
    help it.. i stopped
    at those social
    reforming eYes
    of Rod Serling
    and
    twiLight
    ZoNe i go..
    for me at lEASt..
    the best poEtry
    breathes Leaves
    Serling Silver Strange..
    every word he said was
    poEtry to me.. free verse of
    course.. write oN course..
    deep deep..
    from within..:)

    And poeTry
    keeps
    thE
    leaves
    reNeWed..:)

    SMiLes.. 2015..
    WiNter oF neVer
    Lands leaves.. HeArt
    Red FloWers..
    INdian
    Summer
    ever
    leaves..
    January
    BLooms..
    looKing forWard.. 2017..
    A cOld fRont.. coMes..
    juSt onE
    Seed
    oF
    SeaSons change..
    Florida North WitH SNow..
    dreAm FLakes leaVe DiffeRence..:)

    A UniVerse oF
    Life Leaves..
    faLL oF
    Death..
    LIFe precious
    noW.. so.. unique..
    multi-UniVerse
    eYeS iN every
    SeNtienT BEinG..:)

    sMiLes.. so trUe..
    Autumn as fAll
    L E A V E aLL..
    without school
    and work..
    is simply
    and literAlly
    aLL LoveR and
    DancE and poEtry
    to mE.. alWays
    SpRinG iN
    eYeS and
    feaT
    oF
    SinG
    and DancE..:)

    Stress oF leaves
    cumulative.. fall from
    tree strong.. witheRinG
    winteRinG breathE SinGs
    dreams
    lost
    Leaves…
    FaLL.. E-Scape
    comes.. dreams
    brew
    liFe
    aGain..:)

    Self Fulfilling prophecies
    too.. of moves leaving.. old..
    young.. all.. from top
    to bottom
    goes
    ruSty
    iN sTiLL
    waves that
    no longer move..
    feel.. Ocean wHole..
    in other words use
    or lose
    in all
    stuff
    life alWays
    applies Now to
    entropy or living loving
    more.. when Still leaves..:)

    HAPPY!.. yeS..
    oF sEEinG eYes
    To eYes Of biRds
    oF NatUre.. wE aLL
    flY Happy.. wheN seeinG
    eYes
    tO
    eYes
    OnE LeaveS noW fAlls
    A SonG oF WiLd And Free..:)

    Rovers and Sitters..
    in all of the Animal
    Kingdom noW..
    some leave
    some stay..
    some fearless..
    otHeRs cautious…
    iNnate basis goeS
    oN now.. iNtrovert
    vs.. eXtrovert..
    And then the
    Jekyll’s
    anD Hyde’s
    iN eXtremes
    boTh.. leaVes
    otHeR
    wayS of SittinG
    or Roving morE..:)

    Words of GOlden
    WinGs fEat..
    alWays
    better
    written
    than
    lost
    forever..
    no matter how
    and wHere noW a
    wRite as Love of LiFe
    SinGS
    a SonG
    that GrowS oN..:)

    FaLL of Youth Leaves..
    A Tree so high with
    Winds Breeze hiGher..
    and hiGher
    as liFe
    SpRinGs
    oN.. HeArt
    SpRinGs hiGheR..
    reaSons kill heArt…
    Magic oF yOuth Leaves
    HeArt bRinGS back SpiRiT
    oF MiNd and BoDy SoUL
    BaLanCinG rEborn..
    A child oF
    Youth’s
    liGht
    returns
    wITh heARt…
    ReAsons die..:)

    Werewolf Leaves..
    GroW as Epigenetics
    and Neuroplasticity
    unfoldS in
    environmental
    challenge and
    struggle noW
    as adaptation
    comes as change..
    the WiLd
    of Leaves
    Tree oF
    hUman liFe
    SprinG noW
    GrowS back
    under weaker
    domesticated
    cultural clothes..:)

    Son of Leaves
    Son of Comes
    back..
    Son of
    Love
    alWays
    does
    as Love
    GoeS oN..:)

    After traveling
    to Mothers home
    and other places
    outside and inside
    too.. finished for now
    at 8:49 pm..
    8302016..:)

  3. Ah.. the nostalgia.. of the Facebook video slide show helper..
    An afternoon siesta for Katrina.. Sun and Dogwood..
    with Sand and Ivy stretching for more Sand and
    Sun.. Butterflies reaching for nectar
    of piNk FloweRed beauty..
    just anotHeR aFter
    noon deLight iN Heaven..
    noW also kNoWn and fELt
    as Garden of Eden2..Now..:)

    Hmm.. been a while since i prEsenTed
    a pre-workout fAce of intense focus.. getting
    ready for XXtreme Strength training and of course
    martial arts and ballet-like dance.. that i do everywHeRe
    i go anyWay.. to keep the laser focus.. short term working
    memory.. and the rest of cognitive executive functioning..
    in MoVinG ConNecTinG and CreATinG goiNG doWn foR
    miNdful AwareNess of heARt and spiRit NoW in BoDy
    BaLanCing
    soUl2..
    isReAL1..
    noW.. juSt
    Now for iSREAL2..:)

    Yes.. it’s true.. one of the main
    reasons my friends wanna come
    visit with me.. is to shop with Katrina..
    and it’s true too.. the world needs more
    fun photos of Katrina than me as beauty
    never gets tiring.. no matter how many times
    it changes
    clothes.. hehe..
    or hmm.. buys them too..
    but seriously.. Katrina doesn’t
    and really can’t buy anymore clothes
    until we build a bigger home.. which
    ain’t happening.. as i ain’t
    leaving the Garden
    of Eden Free..
    with the
    daM
    Mortage
    paid.. F iN oFF..
    it’s why you save so
    much money when you
    get older as your F iN
    home gets filled
    up with
    stuff..
    stuff..
    stuff and
    more stuff..
    ugh.. too.. iF
    i can just stop writing
    long enough.. i’LL cart it
    off to Good WiLL soon..
    ugh oh.. that means
    more more room
    for clothes..
    sure..
    i’LL
    keep wriTing
    more more more..
    for free.. free.. FReED..
    iS this what ‘they’ naMe as
    F.B. sMaLL talk.. WeLL heY.. noW..
    at lEast i’M Trying.. to ‘Sell iT’ as such..;)

    AnyWay.. Katrina is just now watching a news
    Bulletin on the 11 years ago name sake
    of her Hurricane.. and she says
    you got off cheap with me..
    as the other me..
    would’a cost
    yA.. 108 Billion Dollars..
    oKay.. i Give.. i Give..
    i’LL give some more..;)

    You kNow and the most amazing
    thing oF aLL.. after twenty-seven
    years now of being toGetHer wHole
    since consummation of that on September
    21st coming uP agAiN around the FaLL equinox
    and sure.. 57th birth DAY of my
    conception give or take a day..
    as my original birthdate was around
    the Summer Solstice of June 20th.. 1960..
    before the Doctor went on Vacation and
    delivered me early on that 6660 day..
    on my Driver’s License that the local
    FUNdies.. who use to sell me beer at
    the checkout counter back in the day
    when i had one a day.. to juSt
    geT through another
    day of stress
    at work..
    looked at me
    with the fear of
    something when they seen
    them three sixes on my DL..
    as sure.. i got carded past
    40 as that can go down too..
    and then other folks named
    me as the Devil’s sPawn..
    juSt for fUn..
    daM that
    original
    Omen movie..
    even kinda scared
    me at first.. literal
    in some ways bible reader
    then too.. as hey.. i was
    eXposed to so much oF iT2..
    GroWinG up in the world record holder
    place of the most churches per square
    miles of New Jerusalem and a mill town
    once named as hell at first for the
    daM briars on the river banks..
    the first settlers had
    to traverse to
    get
    on
    dry land..
    hehe.. seriously..
    no joke.. it all went
    down for real and continues
    to play like something stranger
    than the most craaazzzyy theater
    or book flick ya ever read and seen..
    oh weLL.. thanks for the memories..
    and yes.. someone has to get
    aLL A’ tHe daM
    JOBs donE
    if no
    else IS
    A gonna
    pick up the BALL
    of confusion and
    get iT all straightened out..;)

    Facebook Friend
    Jerri and Katrina’s
    Sister too.. says..

    Fred you deserve to live in the garden…your back yard…
    if you didn’t buy that dress for Trina!!!! It looks beautiful in front of her ..;)

    And i say in somewhat sarcastic return.. hehe.. but truthfully so.. of course..

    She tried it on.. and said it looked like crap..
    but you know how
    picky she is..;)

  4. WeLL.. let me tale yA.. all this free
    stuff of the modern age.. like the
    Facebook video photo slide algorithm
    Video Producer.. is maKing more and
    more of my pleaSures in liFE so easy
    to give and share morE.. as ‘this’
    photo journey.. takes one
    through the New
    Bagdad City
    of Florida..
    which is of course
    a far cry for the other
    often bloody place of soils
    across the seas of human
    misery and suffering..
    whaT a contrast noW
    wE.. in the U.S. oF
    A live free without
    worries of getting blown
    up on our way to work as long
    as one can avoid the road rage.. ‘course..
    heHE.. and yeah.. noW Pokemon Rage that
    takes the eye off the wheel as well.. yeah.. ugh..
    but anyway.. the beauty of the Old Bagdad Mill Site..
    now made into family and civic activity park.. the Old
    River Trail Walk.. and Marquis Basin to end a very pleasant
    Tuesday Morn in Sunshine and the life of Nature so set free..
    without any close surroundings of what an empath can and
    does feel.. even in a neighborhood of very stressed
    working and home life individuals.. life is way
    more stressful than it needs to be..
    but as Billy Joel says.. one
    day at least you
    can polish
    the wheels
    on yoUr Cadillac ack ack ack
    ack ack ack.. from what sadly
    may be a Walmart cart or other
    similar moving device that takes one
    to eye level with metal wheels that have
    no rubber left by the now the so-called
    golden years arrive for re-TiRE-Ment..
    it’s a fAct.. i Leave that place.. years
    ago and ain’t eva’ going back
    to human prisons where
    dollar bills and stuff
    of tools become
    the human being.. instead
    of BeinG OnE WiTh NAtuRe WhOlE..
    also known as GOD dAM LiFe NOW..:)

    So.. the En Name Test F.B. thingy.. LeAVes..
    a note about Katie.. the avatar
    name for noW oF Y i.. cAlls
    me a her.. and that’s oKay..
    as at least it don’t discriminate
    against female sounding male names..
    and what else yeah.. it’s true i was once
    Broken.. am i beautiful.. i’Ve been told
    by at lEast one person my heArt looks
    that way.. and by anotheR that my soUl
    looks that way.. and that’s
    trUly enough compliment
    in one lifetime of what
    was most definitely
    broken before..
    the Goddess ISIS..
    no.. not the F iN Head Hunters
    but the wife Katrina.. yes.. when
    she is not performing liFe as Hurricane
    aS weLL.. yes.. miGhtY waves of water
    she can be.. with a few words of
    BloWinG ‘warmer’ air that can
    spread of her.. at least
    aT hoMe..
    anyWay..
    yes.. she helped
    put me back toGeThEr
    no less than what the before
    incarnate version of her did with
    the mythological Osiris.. ReaLiTy
    sHows of hUman are much more
    interesting and strange than books
    of pages.. restricted to only words of liFe..
    Yeah.. i for one.. do love life with all my heArt
    and sure that love comes back as when one
    truly loves with what iSREAL Fearless Love of
    heARt and SpiRit oF ExpResSinG aLL EmoTioNs
    and SeNses of iiFe.. iT is simply a law of returns oF
    Nature AKA God.. no different than the graVitY of liFe..
    but here’s the thing.. only fool proof.. when a miNd and
    BoDy iS BaLanCinG as SoUL.. with 100% practice.. of
    both FeeLinG.. SenSinG.. and ExpReSsinG Hope.. Faith
    and Belief with zero doubts and illusory fears of what
    God’s iSREAL maGic can and wiLL bRing as thiS Force
    of God grows synergisticAlly in the eYes of HuMans
    when more than one comes toGeTHeR for common
    meaning and purpose.. sad pArt iS.. tHeir is both
    black magic potential and white MaGiC potential
    in this higher potential of hUman bEinG
    and all the sHades of GreYs and hues
    of colors ‘tween and beYoNd allthatis
    one wITh Force of God.. some folks
    take the path of fear and hate..
    and others take the path
    of hope and love..
    only one path..
    is the path to liGht
    and that path is coloRed..
    WitH liGht.. and the key is
    at core of sharing and givinG
    iT FeeLs and SeNSes uP
    inStead
    oF
    dOWN..
    as Freedom
    SinGs and RinGS
    a hand and feat oF
    Fearless HoPe and LoVe NOW..
    And.. finAlly.. the EN name test is correct..
    i for one.. am no slave to anyone or anyland
    otHeR than GiVinG and sHaRinG ALLTHATISGODnoW..:)

    Commercial small talk break..

    Facebook Friend Rafiah..
    shares a status that says..

    Watching Doctor Who is
    having your heart broken again and again.

    And then i say..

    WeLL.. my sister says it comes on.. Saturday..
    on PBS.. so i WiLL reCord Dr. Who.. and watch it one time..
    at lEAst in honor of mY FriEnd Rafiah..
    so i WiLL have something fUn..
    to say to her
    soon.. hope
    fully to
    mend
    her
    heARt..;)

    Commercial small talk
    break on FB.. ends for now..;)

    And now continues as
    Rafiah returns in
    real time response
    with..

    Yeah and then
    we’ll talk about it endlessly..:D

    And i say.. perhaps until then..

    Yes.. Yar.. i’Ve been
    kNown and fELt to
    say aLot..;)

    Best thing about ‘this selfie’.. made
    carefully by my sister.. in a Saturday
    in the park that is alWays the Fourth of
    July of Freedom for me.. is i Am Wild
    And Free.. my body moves and curves in
    form of essence as the Golden Spiral noW oF
    God moVing liFe iNspiRinG sAMe all through
    NatURe.. this pose.. this Yoga move of Balance..
    is one of Chi Force of the inner hiGher hUman
    Synergy of Energy Force poTential that iS both
    EmotIoNal.. and SenSory and Sure SeNuaL2..
    Force of Being hUman.. sAdly.. hUmans these
    days are too weak in the gut to do this
    Nude and share it free as cultures
    of the past more free with
    God’s eYes and body
    did as children
    of God
    without
    shame of the
    flesh of God’s sKin
    wE sAMe.. so no.. i cannot
    do this alNaturale.. but at lEAst
    partially to show the aesthete curves
    spiRaling from head to toe of human being..
    “Cyberian Tiger River Leaves”.. a photo worth
    a title for a 699th Macro Verse celebrating 42 full online
    months of publicly witnessing for God in words..
    as Ocean Whole Poem approaching 4 milLion..
    in photos.. in songs.. and videos.. and hell
    yes.. head to toe.. fully as by God i AM
    A Very Healthy and Strong with ZERO
    CULTURALLY CLOTHED HUMAN
    OF ILLUSORY FEARS AND HATE..
    sad for those
    who move.. and
    connect.. in Creation
    Activity ways.. that they
    hide the beauty of tHeir heARt..
    their SpiRit.. and thEir Mind and
    BoDy BaLanCinG soUl.. beHind
    the real ass of cultural clothes..
    i FaLL no longer to the
    drOuGht of cultural
    clothes.. i stand
    naked and
    Free as
    Flowing
    River
    Leaves
    Witness Now
    foR aLLnoW iSrEAL..
    God of Nature.. complete
    with my first words from God
    on September 1st in words of
    KATiE MiA as Kind Autistics Taking
    in Everything.. Mindful in Awareness..
    from the first day of March 2013.. 42
    months ago now.. with blog completion
    of that period of time coming on 9112016
    2 juSt another metaphor for the essence
    oF one pArt oF Allthatis.. aka GOD noW..
    but never the less a voice of God that is
    unique and mine from head to toe and inside..
    and outside.. and all around above.. so below..
    to share and give as i for one plEase.. all legally
    in a Country of the U.S. oF A.. wHere folks can once
    again heRe.. bE CaLL of GoD and aCT Free and WiLD
    aGain.. no longer coveRinG uP whaT is aLL hoLY and
    Sacred Free from beFore the clothed apples of fear and hate..
    that will alWays come initially when we clothe ourselves away from GOD
    oF Nature allthatis allone Naked and Free noW.. God is my religion and
    My God
    is Free and
    Naked with
    no lies of
    human
    cultures..
    made to divide
    uS away from a Unity
    noW as and WiTh GoDNow..
    as Tree oF liFe iSREaLnoW2..:)

  5. Nice pics. So also the writings. But too big a number at one go!

    Hank

    • Fellow Poet Blogger Hank
      from dVerse comes by and says…

      “Nice pics. So also the
      writings. But too big
      a number at one go!

      Hank”

      And i say iN return.. aGain.. iSREAL noW..

      SMiLes Hank.. first of all thanks so much
      for stopping by and commenting.. you are
      one of the very few that has enough ummph as
      it were and is to navigate their way all the way down
      through what can literally be a Novel in one blog post..
      and lately here.. yes.. it is very close to a Novel..
      with comments added as my
      draft section for an
      entire Novel..
      in every single
      post which amounts
      to around a Novel of
      Free Verse Poetry every week.. truth
      be told there is no record in humankind
      of anyone ever doing this.. and if tHeir is..
      it is well hidden my friend… and it is safe
      to say that not many humans have danced across
      the distance of the United States twice in all the
      public stores they visit.. in a three year period
      of 6,000 miles coming up here soon with
      a total of 12,000,000 online words now
      total.. by Thanks Giving Day of this 2016
      year in 6 years that is the equivalent
      of 14 bibles and 140 Kurans to
      give a real tangible sense now
      on what i have accomplished
      in whole of writing endeavor
      in the last 6 years..
      but my friEnd.. with
      the additional relatively
      small feat of leg pressing
      nearly half a ton of weight
      on a very difficult leg press machine
      in parallel leg press way with my arms
      raised in the air like a Ballerina.. 33 reps now
      at age 56.. surpassing all ages of elite military
      physical specimens in that particular exercise
      at my military gym.. and getting three college
      degrees at one time.. with three part time
      jobs doing that all at one time in my
      earliest twenties.. always
      at the top of my class
      in grades.. retiring
      at a high grade of pay
      then of Federal Civilian
      Service after a quarter
      of a Century doing that ranging
      from Bowling Center Manager..then
      to Administrative Support Assistant
      for a Navy Captain.. to Community Activities
      Director to Athletic Director.. finAlly of a Military
      Station.. sure.. perhaps all of that is too much.. including
      Witnessing for God now for 42 months in the longest total
      Long Form Poem in this now 699th Verse as of September
      1st to be published that day.. yes.. iN still reaching 4 million
      words since March of 2013.. in 42 months.. twice as long
      as that 1.8 million word previous longest form poem..
      written by many folks over the span of Centuries
      in Sanskrit in India named.. Mahabharata..
      i tell you what too much really is..
      the cross i bore in life..
      that includes being
      born on the Autism
      Spectrum.. and not
      speaking until age 4..
      being bullied most of my life..
      for this spectrum way of being..
      but truly that was nothing at all.. not
      even a mosquito bite of a problem compared
      to enduring what medical literature states is a pain
      worse than crucifixion.. no.. not getting off with a three
      hour stint.. with a spear in the side.. but going 66 whole
      months with this dentist drill like pain in right eye and ear..
      with no drug relief at all.. named the suicide disease.. a total
      of 18 other medical diagnoses.. that i’ve probably highlighted
      with you before.. the thing that really amazes me.. truthfully
      so.. is most no one really believes in Jesus.. those folks who
      call themselves Christians.. no one really believes
      that anyone would come and do more than
      he as then Saint John said they would
      in what was reported of Jesus still
      now.. and no one seems to believe
      that heaven is now.. at hand
      same as promised in that
      same generation of
      Jesus then..
      as reported now..
      too.. mostly folks are
      waiting for him to come
      back again instead of fulfilling
      the prophecy accredited to him that
      others will come and do more than him..
      perHaps.. ’cause i was on the Autism Spectrum
      i took that literally and really believed it my friend..
      ’cause what i just did is it.. and sorry if you cannot see who i AM..
      History repeats itself.. for one reason and one reason only my friend..
      Human nature is the same then as it is now.. ye of little faith will never
      do as much as i do my friEnd.. but i have ALL 100% Hope.. Faith and Belief
      with Fearless love.. FeeL and kNoW that one day someone else will do more
      than
      i too..
      perHaps
      it WiLL take
      a thouSand years..
      but never the less.. i’ve
      set the bar and challenge my
      friend.. job well done.. i did it
      my way and the Jesus way of too much too..
      and you know what the best thing of all is.. i do
      all of this free since i literally went to hell in January
      of 2008.. not earning one cent for any oF iT.. and i Love
      iT aLL WitH all of heARt.. mY SpiRit.. and mY soUL and
      seriously dude.. you should be impressed more than just saying
      you did too much..
      but seriously you
      make me giggle
      after what i’Ve
      been through
      my friEnd.. as i AM
      the lucky one and next
      time you see Jesus carrying
      a cross.. i suggest you do not
      tale him that his cross is not heavy enough..
      as you fly by with A half assed back handed compliment..
      with zero chance of you coming back to see what ‘Jesus’ said iN ReTurn..
      Never the less..
      as i originally
      stated.. thanks for
      stopping by again..
      as most people know
      not what i do.. heHE..
      as the turn of a Friendly
      card at lEAst comes bAck NoW
      in hiGhly riSinG ways oF iSReaL..
      with just anoThEr opportunity to
      use my favorite current Rock and
      Roll Prophetess to accompany noW..
      what i continue to do too much of here..;)

  6. Big problem with half the world.. is it.. most of IT..
    thinks/feels that God stopped talking through
    humans anywhere from 3500 years
    ago.. to the 7th century since
    the death of so-called Jesus
    now.. and for those mostly
    literally thinking folks
    who believe every
    thing is already
    complete
    of what
    God is Gonna now
    Do as Nature whole..
    are just stagnating in
    mud pies of old.. where the
    only chains of God are the ones
    they wear as nooses around their
    necks of same.. it is more than safe to
    say that the God of Nature works in much
    more mysterious ways that what a humanly
    5 or so step dinosaur scientific method that hasn’t
    changed noW in centuries significantly attempts to
    do in empirical measures of observable phenomena
    that is on the outside of what we even exist as in
    synergistic way holding hands togEther
    as a supra-organism of being
    human with minds
    and bodies even
    attached
    online
    now too..
    when John Lennon
    suggested the Beatles
    did more than Jesus.. as per
    the actual human being of course they
    did.. as there was no mass communication
    way back when.. the Roman crew with Catholics
    too.. are the one’s responsible for the message of
    whomever said it 40 years after the death of Jesus
    did get through of what was left by that by way
    of sword and expanding Roman Empire..
    same way as the Muslim
    religion of Muhammad
    was spread by
    force of the
    sword too..
    after the
    7th Century
    AD.. but anyWay..
    as far as the original
    Jesus dude.. Elvis did more
    too.. and hell yeah.. even Marilyn
    Monroe.. in the influence on culture
    all of these folks have had too.. as human
    freedoms have directly expanded for the tireless
    artist in prophet and prophetess iSREaL MoDErn
    Messengers of God oF Nature wE dO expand the horizons
    of human freedoms to more more more.. in peace and harmony
    as Coke even knows and feels too.. in soft drink way.. yeah.. Nike
    says just do it.. and that is likely more than what the real dude Jesus
    did in his lifetime then too.. no duh.. we have technology now as
    megaphone to inspire folks around the world.. like Billions
    of views of Katy Kat’s sonGS too.. and hell yes..
    her song Firework was the only voice
    that could reach my soul..
    before i had the
    strength to
    write
    the first
    word in hell then..
    so yeah.. she IS A prophetess
    and messenger of God who reached
    me and gave my soul a spark of hope..
    where no other force in the world could
    but her voice of inspiring hope then..
    in Firework way.. tHen..
    and here’s the thing.. NoW..
    i AM no one.. just a person
    in their underwear behind a
    computer no different really
    than that other dude with underwear
    on TV with Lung Cancer who was doing
    something bad for bucks.. in breaking bad..
    i broke good.. and folks who break Good
    for Fearless Love.. Win in Free all of
    Victory now.. and yes..
    as Mr. Kite.. says..
    as perHaps
    the LSD of
    the Beatles
    then took them to
    another realm of God
    then to see my life now..
    aS Bizarre in Quantum effect
    and affect that might seem to be..
    but yes.. Mr. K here who is now this
    Katie Mia here.. has now.. yes.. performed
    an act special that is second to none.. and sure
    i am a magic horse that dances the waltz too..
    aCausally as A Beatle and two and more WiLL
    help me do.. well before and still wHeRe they
    have no idea who i ever was and likely ever
    will be now.. we are all connected.. all is
    interdependently related now.. around aLL..
    as A Synchronicity Song
    SingS noW2..
    and Now.. iF
    you thiNk noW..
    time and distance
    and even space exists
    in any concrete way Now..
    perHaps.. you too.. should
    develop.. an artistic method
    that FucKinG helps you to kNOW..
    sEE and FeeL moRE of iSReaL
    God noW2.. and develop yoUr
    hiGher God Of Nature poTenTial
    and jusT do more than i.. i now set
    the challenge now to just go do it..
    With WiNks.. of iSReAL GoD noW2..Now
    but you better hurry up.. if yA gonna go
    past my God Given poTenTial as trUth NoW
    and liGht be tOld.. i AM juSt warming uP..
    LUKE
    HOT..
    alWays.. i riSe moRe..
    in A Captain SAlt way
    thaT iSREaL noW too..:)

  7. The Facebook always truSty
    Memory provider bringS an ode
    to Love of two years ago.. from mE..
    of course.. heHe.. on LOVE IS..
    and sure Love is
    even so
    much more
    than this aS it
    alWays GrowS oN..:)

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/08/30/love-is/

    i’Ve written much more than even i can
    wrap my miNd around iN FeeLinG way..
    and every Facebook Memory of a Macro-Verse
    to me in stream of consciousness wriTing heAR..
    of a yEar ago.. may be a verse that i never
    rehearsed or never even read over
    aGain.. but the photos here of
    mY Father’s Family and his
    marriage to his second wife..
    of three who he eventuAlly married
    twice is of heArFelT alWays interest
    to me too.. of course.. and one great
    thing about setting milestones like 42
    months witnessing for God.. is i WiLL
    remember wHere i placed these heARt
    FeeLinG photos too.. iN KAT Tales
    and Parabells from a year
    ago too.. then..
    going through
    a difficult and very
    time consuming project
    too of getting his estate
    all fixed up and ready for sale..
    that literally took over a year then
    to get thaT aLL Straightened out too..:)

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/08/30/kat-tales-and-parabells/

    And with all that said.. one of my favorite themes
    for poetry.. named as the moon.. is the Tuesday
    dVerse prompt that i haven’t moved to yet..
    as the 1:35 am hoUr
    of 8312016.. is heRe
    for noW.. and man
    i’m ready to
    hit the sack
    now and perhaps
    i’LL strike a new post tomorrow..
    like those glamour shots of my
    Father’s second wedding then..
    but for now.. i’m going
    flat down
    in
    bed..
    hehe..
    snoozing
    for the win aGaiN
    tomorrow morn bRight
    as Sun rises soon for more fun then2..;)

    WeLL sPeaking of Vogue and poses and my promise yesterday
    evening so late to write more a post on pose yesternight..
    theRe is the Face of My FaTher here at hmm.. around
    33 years of age.. a Face that had zero flaws.. as
    an aesthete born this way.. and as any child
    might hope to grow up as a father who
    has super hero looks without
    even trying at all..
    just born that
    way with
    looks that meant
    that every secretary in
    his law enforcement work
    would be willing to write his
    written and required reports for
    him.. then.. just to look into his eyes
    for a while.. even though he didn’t then
    say much at all.. and it was this blonde
    haired potential model looking second
    wife who always wore the best clothes
    and Jewelry.. no low maintenance wife
    was she like my mother hehe.. he
    wanted a woman who would
    make money.. and she
    did and loved to
    spend it too..
    and she said
    she wanted a husband
    who could hold a wine glass
    in class at the fine dining parties
    too.. and sure he did.. and yes.. he
    was a Connoisseur of Gold rings..
    Guns and knives and a closet
    full of brand new shirts
    still with tags..
    as tHeRe was
    is no hiding
    elegance then
    of a man forced
    into a just another
    ‘red neck’ town of
    Tallahassee then..
    with a Father.. my Grandfather..
    an X-Catholic Priest.. and noted
    author who even dined with Einstein
    in the socialist political circles of intellectuals
    in New York, New York.. of middle of last century..
    It was obvious that my Father had so much more
    human potential behind those crystal green eyes
    and Jet black eye brows.. who could have played
    James Bond with a few work-outs to increase
    his physique.. but with his looks.. never
    a workout needed.. even with a
    little pudgy the face was
    enough to attract
    women like
    honey everywhere
    he looked into eyes
    that melted before him
    back then.. a certain charm..
    a Natural Animal Magnetism
    of the man who is fearless and
    confident.. from having his way
    with ease.. but truly i would trade
    none of my struggles for the ease
    of his life.. that never knew the stellar
    highs and the polar lows of what human
    has done from day one to do more.. but still
    his face his art.. and his second wife Carolyn
    who became a dear beloved Step Mother to
    us.. who we still cherish very much.. but trapped
    into money and materialism of stuff they always were
    as the beauty they were of silver and gold became the
    clothes.. and the lottery tickets my father bought until
    his last days on earth always more of something he
    always was gifted with free inside and in form of
    flesh too.. the choice of the rebel.. my Grand
    father to escape the labyrinth of the
    Catholic Church rules who he
    even wrote a book about
    regarding the Catholic
    Church and
    about
    the Soul
    of a Priest too..
    The apples can fall
    far from the tree.. but yes
    the original seed remains juST
    waiting to open in foreign and
    ignorant lands of what was
    much greater in human
    potential of beFore..
    the struggle
    is for the win..
    without the
    struggle.. and the
    ashes.. there will bE no
    more Phoenixes to rise higher..:)

    Oh yeah., and interestingly enough
    that is my current Rich Uncle Bob
    in the front. A man with A common
    face and the normal struggles of life who went
    on to get rich off of selling Vacuum cleaner bucks
    that my father always aspired to compete with
    in half-brother sibling rivalry as after my Grand
    Mother.. the Cajun spiced one Divorced my
    Grand Father.. her next husband was a
    Jewish guy and a police officer then too..
    and on September 10th as my 42 months
    of Blog witnessing for God in coincidence
    and synchronicity way of meaning
    whole of archetype through
    history in sacred number
    42.. and yeah.. i’ll use
    any excuse to make
    something holy
    and sacred into
    juST another
    fEast day of RiSing
    lights.. we will have a big
    Dinner for that side of the family
    Celebrating Uncle Bob’s Birthday
    in Destin Beach ways of Panhandle
    then.. they will have no idea it is a special
    day of epic significance like perHaps no
    other single day for an individual writing
    sacred text in new age way.. and that’s
    okay.. as i continue to document
    the experience here.. for ages
    to come.. if only one person
    reads it a thousand years
    from now.. bottom line..
    iT all went down for
    real.. this is no
    myth this
    go around..
    i for one
    as Phoenix
    riSing iSReaL..
    with all the scars
    fully exposed.. no secrets..
    and much more to be revealed..
    juST ’cause God told me so.. iN
    God sPeAk oF Synchronicity iSReaL2..
    yeah baby as they say.. God WiNks2..;)

  8. From 13 days ago..
    in response to Facebook
    FriEnd Rafiah.. who shares
    a profile pic photo of a tardis
    and a surreal landscape of colors
    and a couple walking down a sidewalk
    with umbrella over head..

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

    And then i say
    today.. more..

    wiNks.. Rafiah..
    i visit aGain..
    13 Days later
    When Yaar
    Likes this
    Comment
    As that is
    What
    True
    Yaars
    Do and
    YoUr reward
    For liking my
    Comment
    Is the Dr wHo
    Secret revealed
    That the under
    The Umbrella
    Are all those who FeeL and
    Are Aware that
    Under the UMbr
    ELLa is the Kingdom oF God and
    By the way..
    i am an iSREAL
    Mr.. WHo.. No
    Longer.. A Dr..
    Jekyll..
    Or
    Clark Kent..;)

    Facebook Friend Himali shares
    a vintage ‘Friends’ show slide..
    with ‘Chandler’ enhanced
    for the modern
    day that says..

    iN words to the
    effect that since
    the ipHone 7 is
    coming out in September
    that the other phones
    from 6 to 5 will
    be reduced
    in price
    so one
    will
    be able
    to afford the 4s..

    iN return
    i say..

    i’LL
    Wait for 7s
    As S means
    Faster than
    The last speeding
    Bullet
    Without S..;)

    Most all my life.. i’Ve spent assisting
    others and finAlly i have my own employee..
    the Facebook Algorithm.. Video Slide Production
    Assistant working tirelessly.. even when i on am on the
    verge of sleep.. late late in the wee hours of the morning..
    all i have to do then is press
    share and post..
    yeah.. noW on the
    ipHone6s.. hehe.. that
    lately i’Ve ended uP
    sleeping with.. with ear
    buds sTiLL attached to ears..
    passing out as it were.. given all
    i got for the day and more.. haha..
    anyWay the tale end of Tuesday Evening
    Public DanCinG aT Walmart.. put on as a video
    show by my
    Robot friEnd
    from Facebook
    who pulls through
    with ease as electronic
    eYes do.. online.. more more more..:)

    And now i say.. if machines
    can progress to Superman
    S status humans can too..
    including me and you too..
    and truly up tHeir in the metaphor
    that Rafiah might have to google more
    fully in cultural context to understand as i often
    have to do.. to use words like Yar and Yaar with
    her that means Friend too.. yes.. it’s true the idea
    of the Superman Comic with Clark Kent and the
    caped crusader originally came from the Bi-Polar
    Archetype of human personality where disinhibition
    of previously repressed abilities comes out in the
    ashes rising as the phoenix per se.. through out
    legends and realities of human history too..
    including the Buddha.. and the Table
    Turning Jesus.. of course too..
    sword or turn the other
    cheek.. yes.. the
    bad cop
    and
    good
    cop.. Mr. Hyde
    and Dr. Jekyll and
    Clark Kent and Jesus2..

    Oh yeah.. and it’s worth noting
    that Dr. wHo changes out of a
    cop call box like a phone booth too..
    and hey.. for the folks who missed it..
    that cultural now artistic archetype of
    communication change is even
    in the Matrix movies
    with Neo as well..
    their IS A great deal
    more to be lEarned from
    hUman arT that text books will
    ever do for ya mostly in school..
    as that shit doesn’t usually apply
    to real life of the human heARt..
    SpiRit and miNd and BoDy
    BaLancing soUL
    of EmoTions
    and SeNSes
    in MoVinG..
    ConNecTing CreAtinG
    wAys of ImaGiNAtiOn
    of Physical.. Emotional
    and Existential Intelligences
    that are the evolved intelligences
    of the Art of HUman that have alWays
    been paramount before humans got stuck
    in behind desk ways of thinking and solving
    problem that make more illusory fears and
    worries than any God Dam thing else.. otHeR
    than creature comforts that continue to come..
    hehe.. like the alWays Free Facebook Algorithm
    Kilroy continues to be here.. slave of Robot jUSt
    for mE and yOu who kNow and FeeL how to take
    advantage of the Robots of culture without beCoMinG
    a FucKinG TERminator Machine ourselves.. it’s called
    Wisdom my friEnds that only can be more fuLLy leArned
    by life’s experiences in trial and error way.. of failure and
    success.. and those of us who eventually find FULLEST ViCTORY..
    give/share as the greATest testament to hUman BeinG is Fearless LoVE..
    in the iSREaL actiOn of TOTaLLy Free GIVING AND SHARING.. UP
    TO THE SACRIFICE OF ONE’S LiFE FOR OTHERS.. but no.. i AM
    more FucKinG valuable alive than dead even if for the one group of
    folks who are my immediate family.. and sure.. i Love the icing on the
    cake that is the rest of Nature.. NoW folks who are strangers and aLL
    oF GoD of NatuRe too.. gifted i am.. and giver and sharer i REmaiN..
    aS GoD sKeYes shONe.. bluE and GreEn as i of eYes briGhter.. noW..:)

    The Facebook Algorithm Memory Assistant
    provides a Macro-Verse from Ocean Whole
    Poem from a year ago that
    is Awakening NOW..
    and in perUsinG
    this Macro-Verse
    Memory again.. i AM
    prompted to use the
    Chvrches ‘Clearest Blue
    Song again.. as i like the
    Elfin mannerisms of the
    lead SinGer and her
    somewhat magical
    qualities
    of voice
    in SonG iN
    form of Essence
    of obviously deeper
    trUths in liGht perHaps
    not visible in voice to the
    casual audiophile as it were
    and sTilLL iS noW.. ain’t nuThing
    too casual about the deep oF me.. hehe..
    except when i float like air and water as dAncE..
    as a Butterfly Wookiee on Terrestrial Plane noW..
    sure with
    Kicks that
    Sting not likely
    less than the REAL
    MUHAMMAD ALI..
    but nah.. this hUman
    spars with steel and
    no flesh as any
    compassionate
    Superman
    with
    empathy
    for oThers
    WiLL do
    in consuming
    no otHeRS with Harm..
    except for a cow and
    a steak medium rare..
    as omnivores Naturally
    WiLL do in the Free range too of WiLd..
    Lamps all liT uP for liFE oh.. so FReED..;)

    And speaKing of Vegetarians and omnivores..
    two of my favorite Vegetarians are Himali and
    Prajakta from India.. and this Awakening NOW
    post includes some of the first communication with
    them.. and iF iT wasn’t for Desi girls.. including Rafiah..
    of course.. and the original Lala Rukh too.. my online
    experience would not be nearly as colorful with Love
    as my Friend Zee from Pakistan too who is also an
    omnivore three to make five girls from
    Desi land who have brought
    much kindness and Love
    to me overall in three
    years of witnessing
    for God of
    Nature now..
    they all have
    been my Desi
    muse of Love..
    in Friendship for
    up to three years now..
    and sure.. i hope i meet
    more nice Desi girls along the
    way.. as they come from East Indian
    as i come from American Indian too..
    closer to Nature and God we may remain..
    no matter what one calls God or Nature sAme..
    wide awake with God of Nature is wHere i Live noW
    Native Indian of God iSREAL WiLd Free Fearless LOVE..:)

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/08/31/awakening-now/

  9. https://neurodrooling.wordpress.com/2016/09/01/unfallen/

    Fellow Blogger and old friEnd from
    the days of Lala Rukh’s blog when some
    of her emotionally charged posts in up and
    down way generated up to around 200 comments
    which is something i’Ve never seen on
    any other poet blog.. which
    is truly a testament
    to how special
    that young
    woman is..
    in all her
    ups and downs
    of then.. and sadly
    what i fear is mostly
    down now.. but i pray
    for her happiness often..
    anyWay.. yes.. another poem
    from Cabrogal that at essence..
    speaks to the Be of Beauty.. Innocence
    and Love with unity and having no separation
    of division iN bLack and white thinkiNg of course..

    And the crux of the whole poet story
    is the title of ‘Unfallen’ as truly
    even science shows now that
    Human Nature is inherently
    full of empathy and
    compassion when
    Giving and sharing
    of the human touch
    is what drives the human
    social animal group as being
    Beauty.. Innocence and Love sAMe..

    So i say in return..

    Be
    Perfect
    Words..:)

    And sure that’s
    a Koan with almost
    infinite meanings for
    those who see much
    deeper of a phrase..
    of a word..
    of a letter
    and number
    same as symbol
    of essence more..

    And i mean by this
    is Be is the essence
    and only perfect word oF
    noW that is no word aT aLL
    but the state of being one lives
    iN for now.. the more mindfully
    aWare wE are in BeinG noW.. the
    more eternal now iS as the Kingdom
    oF Heaven iSREaL.. and as far as literal
    perfect words go.. of course there are none
    as every word is a metaphor that human beings
    are free to assign almost infinite meanings to that
    are deeper.. every word is a practice not unlike the
    practice of medicine.. some words heal.. and some
    words harm.. same words do different among the
    different and same of folks now.. so Be IS A
    practice of the art of words.. Be is a
    practice as the art of all are wE..
    wE Be
    bottom
    line noW..
    we be morE noW
    as aN iSREAL Kingdom
    of heaven now depending
    on the practice of beauty
    and innocence of Love
    we jusT do NoW
    as beinG more
    of these and
    so much
    more as
    nows go oN
    wHere tHere is no
    limit to the poTenTial
    of bliss and yes.. the
    dARk side of misery too..
    Words can mean almost anything..
    But the essence iS alWays iSrEAL
    of what and how and wHere wE bE..:)

  10. https://anarmchairperfectionist.wordpress.com/2016/08/31/julley-hello-in-spiti/

    sMiles Prajakta.. from the beautiful
    photos of your Tibetan Mountain
    trip into the wild and nice
    of your
    ancestral
    past.. i was
    struck by the
    awesome coolness
    of what i saw of your
    hiking boots.. and iT seems
    like it would be hard to sprain
    an ankle in what gives so much
    support to you.. feet.. feet.. feat
    of connecting to Mother Earth..
    Hands.. Hands.. Hands.. that
    hoLd each other WitH arms
    in places that have
    no central
    heat
    to separate
    us from the
    warmth of others
    that even a kind smile
    bRingS for what seems
    forevernow.. and porches..
    front porches of the Southern
    Wild of Panhandle Florida..
    always my ancestral
    home now
    from birth..
    and still in poor
    sections in what they
    term as across the railroad
    tracks of then.. neighbors hang
    on.. on porches young and old with
    smiles.. and lazy love that fills a yard
    with liGht.. beyond four walls of castle
    now in mirror neuron ways of Electronic
    Entertainment no different really than
    the pacifier and the rubber nipple
    that replaces a breast
    of human love..
    and when i
    hear you say
    how happy the poor
    who work hand in hand
    toGeTher for the subsistence
    and shelter in life are in your
    ancestral mountains there.. no
    surprise even to science now.. showing
    the most peaceful societies in the world
    that number twenty all of that in common
    of small.. and the giving and sharing way of
    life day by day.. of hands and arms and feet
    that Love all that is the same.. sure.. sure there
    are difficulties that only makes the Love that comes
    that much more iSreal.. when arms and hands and feet of
    human are connected once again to all that is.. mY FriEnd..
    i almost hate to call that God.. as that word has become so dirty
    and divisive and violent too.. away from Beauty.. Innocence
    and Love that even science shows that humans are
    born to be.. never fallen any place
    but cultures and religions
    that do divide..
    but it’s true too that
    even science shows that
    the human social connection
    is the number one source of human
    happiness in flesh and blood ways..
    and that folks who make over 50K a year
    who have met their basic subsistence needs
    met in a First World country are no more happy than
    the Billionaire Frowns of Trumps the same in grimace
    for a never ending rat wheel journey of more illusory status
    and power that never FeeLs uP the place of empathy and compassion
    and all we feel of Love.. it’s too easy my friEnd.. to work 10 years and more..
    30 and even 40 more to support a mortgage.. to support a boat loan and
    even a yacht loan and more.. that only sits in a harbor for garden
    parties that have no leaves.. of Love.. that are iSREaL iN
    the simple comfort of Being
    Love now with
    each other
    holding hands
    with arms that
    hug.. and that my
    friend in loving contact
    with the oxytocin receptors
    on literally feet that allow us
    to feel the love of Mother Earth
    iSREaL.. is yes.. why some folks
    who saw the animated paRt of the
    movie.. Avatar.. that showed in Avatar
    terms the death of our nature deficit disorder
    in terms of first world problems.. was so much
    to handle in the awakening to the slaves and prisons
    they live in now.. already a depth of depression vague
    that knows no home.. that yes.. some folks literally committed
    suicide.. as the truth of the hell they learned they were.. was too
    much to handle.. one more now.. there.. as there was no escape seen
    for them back to a FoRest of Life that is real as FeeLinG LoVinG Touch..
    sorry.. this is really long my friEnd.. but tHere IS A simple way out that is
    possible
    in Being
    LoVe aGaiN..
    it just requires shedding
    all these illusory clothes of
    culture.. that have blinded
    us to the liGht of what hUman
    even iS as and ISReaL Beauty of Love..
    the problems is there is nothing simple
    about the illusions now my friEnd.. they
    are we and we are they.. and the
    way back is
    worth
    iT noW..
    when found..
    beYond the
    Castle Walls
    of death as liFe..
    as i’M sure any Tibetan
    moNK would relate too iF
    and when they come down
    from the Mountain or Beach2..:)

    And sure.. no different than Jesus.. the human.. then..
    or Buddha.. Lao Tzu.. or even Mythical Krishna
    or anyone else who truly believes and stands
    for gentile.. jew.. servant.. free.. woman or
    man no more for what those men
    or myths originAlly then..
    were in BeinG LovE..
    iN loVinG oneself..
    otHeRs and tHe
    rest of NatUre
    sAMe as God aLL
    thaT iS.. coNsuming
    no other more than
    giving more than taking
    the food and drink of subsistence
    of liFe… sure.. i’M likely singing only
    to A choir of ears.. but hey.. at lEAst
    it’s a global one all for FReED.. and sure..
    i have a hook.. of no one ever going long as this
    online book.. as longest form poem ever Now..
    groWs
    for noW..
    as a tool of
    hand that will
    last after ashes hand..
    or even moth eaten books..
    as tHeRe is no duSt online iSReAL..;)

  11. WeLL.. dVerse as mentioned.. shortly..
    earlier.. has a moon prompt for Tuesday
    prompt of yesterday that i arrive now.. too..
    to share some moon liGht of my own from
    wHere that comes next.. reflections
    of home of Sun
    and moon
    liVeS on
    as words
    a briGhter
    Love Be noW.. i..
    iN celebration of both
    a literal and metaphorical
    New Moon that WiLL arise
    oN September 1st from the
    first words that God gave me
    of Nature wHole on a simple
    status of what modern
    culture
    names
    as a Face
    Book then..
    with no clue
    of what would
    come next and only
    wonder now.. of more
    moon and sun-lit fresh
    of midnight and noon more
    of 9012016 celebration of
    first public written words
    in 42 months whole..
    gifted to me from
    God oF Nature
    whole and
    then
    a celebration
    of 42 months whole
    of blog that reached
    out farther after that
    42 months ends for
    then and now on 9112016..
    bottom line Be the liGht shine on iSREAL..:)

    Moon flight 101 to Iraq
    war chest medals beat
    to the synch of tribal instinct
    for revenge and acquisition of
    more territory for subsistence.. Space
    race with Russia in ’69.. i wasn’t fooled
    for even a second in ’01.. as i can see the lies
    straight through the eyes of administration faces
    and feel of talk back then.. and if that lie
    could be hidden in the beginning of
    the Internet age..
    i must wonder
    how far
    tin
    cans
    can fly
    to moon back
    then.. i am no conspiracy
    theorist.. i’ve access to all the Snopes
    reports now.. that say we went.. then..
    but there IS A intuitive feeling for
    A BS meter that went up in ’01..
    that comes back now
    and then..
    and wonders
    how deep the lies
    of tribal instinct can
    go in mutual support
    and top keeping secret ways
    in lieu of prison sTiLL to hide
    the biggest military secrets..
    considered what it takes to
    keep a country strong..
    in a country already
    shamed
    in lies of
    past..
    but oh.. in
    another decade..
    would anyone even
    care if it was a lie.. considering
    what we have fallen to as a Moon
    of politics that IS a lie.. the iSREAL
    moon cannot tale a lie.. but iN Moon
    of human politics.. the Moon truthers
    may be at least
    partially
    correct
    on this one..
    as lies of faux moons
    and news hold old.. well..
    i don’t believe in wasting
    another penny on space travel..
    there are too many folks that don’t
    worship the gift of a blue orb moon here.. enough..
    that lives more than rocks and rocks of old-lit nights..
    yeah.. but sure the moon IS A romance i’ll never leave2..;)

    Moonlit dresses
    slip across bay..
    Moon follows closely
    in side view way..
    alWays a little
    aHead before
    Moon
    escapes..
    hoping to
    get more
    in touch
    with Moonlit Feel..:)

    Strangely enough as
    Moonlit Men WilL glow..
    having to wear sHades
    in night of metro dance..
    and more.. then..
    seeing ClearLY A
    Supermoon.. theN..
    aCross a Carpenter’s
    Park.. i swooped in with
    my wife.. ran across the field
    where some teens were having
    fun.. i don’t know if they have
    ever seen a man at 233LBs with
    shades on chase the moon at night
    that fast.. but haha.. they all ran as fast
    as they could to tHeir car.. locked the doors..
    and a girl screamed oh my God we’re gonna die..
    ha..!
    all for
    the Love
    of A Dancing
    moon man.. then..
    juSt to Capture the
    liGht of Father moon..
    with an iPhone5 back then
    as werewolves hoWl.. and teens flee..
    but the truth is.. if they couldn’t use tHeiR
    eYes to see the moon for 66 months too..
    perHaps
    they would
    worship the
    beauty of moon
    like this too..
    oh.. perspective
    of the blind man
    with finally now..
    moon site.. moreS.. iN SiGht..:)

    The Sun stays
    the same rarely
    changing in partial
    to total eclipse.. now
    ah.. the moon.. gifted
    with eclipse.. partial and
    full.. and better yet always
    changing every night.. man
    of moon i’LL be.. Sun of Same
    i’LL
    never
    be aGain..;)

    Thumb NAil Moon
    Men.. cold orbs
    oF
    niGht..
    heArt..
    spiRit
    diM iN
    fiLLing ways..
    soUl hELd uP
    in sky of dArk..
    Hope comes more
    as MoonS cross Nail..
    come back to liGhter FuLL..:)

    Make-up moon
    face she colors more..
    Plain Jane moon forgets
    moon face.. FeeLinGs gRow
    away from Moon.. noW..
    FilLed in
    side
    wiTh cheese..
    never mOld..;)

    SMiLes my friEnd
    Bio-man.. so true..
    a moon WiLL
    shine freely
    on aLL
    blog posts..
    findS inSpiRatioN
    oF liGht no matter
    welcome or delete
    sAMe.. heHe.. noW
    as long as my moon shines
    i’M
    drunK
    aS Love..:)

    sMiLes..
    seCret
    now oF
    Moon’s
    WinK
    IS A
    sMiLe(S)
    so sUrE…
    oF coMinG bacK..:)

    Nurturing liGht..
    Mother Moon’s
    tides oF loVinG
    niGhts..
    coveRed
    by dArk..
    hidden
    by cLouDS
    buT onLY
    source
    oF liGht
    roads
    home Love..:)

    Ha.. love a good detective challenge..
    there is a Full Moon named Bar
    in Brighton of the United Kingdom
    and sure.. the full moon iN
    general.. is linked
    with wild
    and free..
    including
    children feral
    as moonlight
    wolves children..
    so.. perhaps your
    Grandfather made this
    one up from similar free
    associations.. of cultural
    reaLiTy in moonliGht wayS..
    in the United Kingdom of the
    Full Moon Bar iN Brighton way..;)

    Fur of the Werwolf Moon..
    is going bald from waxing
    men.. men wear cosmetics
    in South Korea..
    Metro-Sexuals
    in the New
    England
    North..
    and in Japan
    no wild thing urge
    to connect the hair
    of dog.. for pups to come..
    Hmm.. oh wHere or wHere have
    the werewolf FULL MOON men.. gone to pLay..;)

    SMiLes.. iT bRinGs
    mE great pleaSure
    And FeeLinG iN A
    DiversiTy of Moon-liT
    Women soUls.. particularly
    oN Dance Hall niGhtS as the
    flavors
    oF
    moon
    women
    come out
    more free to
    play wild moonliFe2..;)

    True.. A moon briGht
    and full and even
    dArk and new..
    can be
    iN sinew
    A greAtest
    accomplice
    of Killer and
    iS for Animals
    from A to Z.. Flesh
    giving moon.. in nourishment
    blood.. teeth sink for life.. death
    comes under cLouds.. FuLL Moon
    reminds of
    temporary
    oF FuLL..:)

    DArk of Moon
    Feeds Sun oF liGht..
    liGht of Sun Feeds
    Moon of DArk..
    Moon Moral
    oF
    thE
    storY
    DArK
    AnD
    LiGht FeedS..:)

    Moon.. girl..
    who always
    comes back more..
    Sun.. boy..
    who chases
    her away..
    Both..
    pLay..
    never
    give uP..
    so far..
    @
    lEAst..
    partners
    oF Dance
    and SonG
    never end noW..:)

    Hmm.. that finishes
    15.. work-out for now..
    @5:32 pm..
    perHaps
    more to
    come after thAt.
    close to New Moon event..:)

    Back at 11:31 pm.. about to cross
    the dark side of the New Moon
    into 09012016…
    and more
    Moon liNks
    from dVerse
    to come as long
    as i can stay wide aWake.. hehe..
    as yeah.. the moon is far from full
    for
    noW..
    haha..;)

    Butter Fly Moon FloWers
    Eclipse Sun Flowers
    iN sHade plAnt
    leaves
    float
    eggs
    underRise..
    folLow moon sKeYes..:)

    Hmm.. haven’t
    seen moon girl
    lately in comments
    here.. i thiNk
    A dArk
    side has
    come for her
    for awhile more..
    i would smile but i
    think it might be beYond..
    that..
    hmm..
    moon buoys..
    alWays SMiLes..
    Ocean wHOle..
    seriously..
    listening
    to thE dArk
    siDe of the Moon..
    and writing makes
    A reAlly diM difference..
    thOught i’D have something more to say..;)

    Day of worries hidden in moonlight dreams..
    Dreams of moonlit worries awaKe in eYes of sAMe..
    Sane of worries..
    illusory all..
    never
    trUe.. liGht
    oF Moon says
    back.. forget iT aLL
    dreAm wide aWAke noW
    frUit oF Moon BriGht..:)

    Brian says in return..

    “Thank you for the lovely poem.
    I tried going to your blog but
    all the photos crashed my computer..:(

    i say in return..

    Thanks my FriEnd..
    Yes.. i too.. Occasionally
    Have that issue.. Patiently
    Waiting for technology to
    Catch up to all i do.. After the photos..
    I write on average.. A novel sized chap book
    of poetry in two posts a week.. And most every
    photo is directly associated.. Waiting for
    The next more powerful.. i Mac.. But as
    Mark Twain says.. Don’t wait to write down
    what would other wise be lost forever..
    Creativity is a blessing with no
    guarantees for the life of it..
    Thanks again.. My Friend..:)

    Now to back to
    the regularly
    scheduLed
    poEtry
    Program..;)

    Moon Child cAlls
    iN shadows BeyOnd
    DArk oF SiDe..
    so bLack..
    HoWls
    come
    who
    who
    cAlls
    BacK wHO..:)

    Moon IS A D sized
    Battery
    with
    a heArt
    oF cAlm..
    Sun.. triple
    A.. without.. as
    near.. Romance..;)

    Hmm.. Made it to
    12:10 am..
    09012016
    now for
    bed
    bottom
    line more..;)

  12. A Head full of Dreams.. safe to say
    i have one.. and safe to say
    Synchronicity says there IS A
    SonG for this i will use twice
    iN the 699th Macro-Verse..
    titLed ‘Cyberian Tiger River
    Leaves’.. tomorrow on
    A New Moon.. 1st oF
    September celebrating
    only the stars of night
    oN Dance niGht too..
    for the 125th niGht
    of doing that too.. wiTh
    aLL the cool college age
    folks from Old Seville Quarter..
    A Head of Dreams i’LL stARt oFF
    WiTh and a Head of Dreams i’LL go
    on with at the now of the conclusion
    oF that Macro-Verse celebrating as i’Ve
    oft stated in the last few days.. the 42 month
    since my first words deep within from the Kingdom
    oF God that lives within me rose to the flower of stream
    of consciousness writing as Rose of thOughts come to
    the surface of much greater mindful awareness when
    the below of subconscious thoughts and conscious
    thoughts become one and the science and art
    pArts of miNd and BoDy BaLaNCinG SoUL
    gRoW that way to as streams and wave
    oF Ocean WhoLe Poem SpiRit
    expreSsing EmoTioNs and
    SeNses and yes.. SensualiTy
    wHOle too.. iN moVinG.. conNecting
    and creAtinG ways of ImAgiNatiOn
    and dreAMs coMe to FruiTioN noW2..:)

  13. Super Heroes of Dance Song and HOPE.. and
    yes.. more on the Super Hero Archetype
    as Facebook Macro-Verse memories
    progress here from 2014 to 2015..
    and the best pArts about
    this post are
    Spring side
    Bikini’s and
    Beach Boardwalk
    Major Pensacola Bikini
    contest from two Summers
    ago.. where G-String Bikini’s
    eliminate all violent tendencies..
    while men naturally become more
    creative as the dopamine levels rise..
    in accordance with the watch of female
    fertile hips.. and females naturally become
    more cooperative n response to males who are
    becoming better looking all the time for the
    instinct of what it means to survive..
    at the most basic levels of what
    truly innocence.. and beauty
    and Love are related
    to when beauty
    innocence and
    Love are
    integral
    to all sensual
    relations that hold
    a smaller tribe of friendly
    naked human beings together
    in both metaphor torn from the
    complexities of modern cultural
    clothes.. and sure.. literally close
    to naked in rear ways as far
    as the greatest art
    of human
    comes
    in the art
    of this Macro-Verse
    shared that is every bit
    as beautiful as what ‘they’
    name as 72 Vestigial Virgins..
    as over here you don’t have to
    wait to at least see that in
    flesh of art and blood
    and all that
    skin
    and jazz
    that has
    kept the
    human race
    creative.. productive..
    and reproductive in growing way..:)

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/09/01/super-heroes-of-dance-song-and-hope/

    Macro-Verse Facebook provided
    memory of a year ago.. with ‘Two
    Wolves Ghost Dance Crazy Horse’..
    and to quote the ending lines..
    ‘Dedicated to my Sioux
    And Cherokee Ancestors
    who live again
    in eyes
    and feat
    of me
    as DaNCE
    Free Feet..
    Brave as
    FREE can be..
    i am NOT a Ghost…
    i am ‘Master Chief
    Aghogday’.. i can prove
    i exist.. seriously..
    LITERaLLy..
    Google IT..
    if you do
    not believe..
    i for ONE
    EXIST..
    And
    let’s FACE
    fACTS.. before
    12K years or so
    ago.. WELL are
    indigenous peoples
    in land of sharing
    And moVing foraGinG
    wheRe we take no more
    than we give less and
    much more than now.. therE
    is THE GOD OF BALANCE WHO RULES..
    THOSE WHO GO AGAINST THE RULES OF
    BALANCE
    LOSE
    IN the RUN..
    AS CHOCOLATE
    RUNS VANILLA
    AWAY
    NOW..
    where true dominance
    spells and feels color NOW..:)’

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/09/01/two-wolves-ghost-dance-crazy-horse/

    ‘Watchman Matchbox Humans’..
    From a year ago..
    and small one at
    stARt but one
    that will grow much
    larger by the next day
    in ‘Matchbox Catches Fire’..
    anyway.. considering i have
    both literally and metaphorically
    witnessed for God now for 42 months
    stARting March the first of 2013..
    yeah.. 03012013.. on Facebook
    First as KATiE MiA became
    Kind Autistics Taking in
    Everything.. Mindful iN
    Awareness where my
    first blog post to come
    on March 10, 2013..
    would be the perspective
    that the Holy Spirit driven
    creativity of the father metaphor
    or Goddess or as i say to get the
    point across in metaphor.. even..
    Blue Turtle.. as it is the essence
    of this creative energy in higher
    potential of God of Nature as
    Human Nature that trUly
    counts.. not the frigging
    label to be worshipped
    and hoarded by one
    culture alone.. like
    putting the essence
    of God within.. in chains
    and prisons of cultural words..
    outside of what iSReaL inside
    aLive.. jUsT waiting to come out
    and play with the rest of humans
    and God of nature outside.. above..
    so below and all around too.. that truly
    goes along well with that introduction of
    the actor Charlie Chaplin.. per Cold Play.. from the movie..
    The Great Dictator too that is worth quoting verbatim here.. too..

    The Great Dictator’s Speech..

    “I’m sorry, but I don’t want to be an emperor. That’s not my business. I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone – if possible – Jew, Gentile – black man – white. We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other’s happiness – not by each other’s misery. We don’t want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone. And the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way.

    Greed has poisoned men’s souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical. Our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery we need humanity. More than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost….

    The aeroplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men – cries out for universal brotherhood – for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world – millions of despairing men, women, and little children – victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people.

    To those who can hear me, I say – do not despair. The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed – the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish. …..

    Soldiers! don’t give yourselves to brutes – men who despise you – enslave you – who regiment your lives – tell you what to do – what to think and what to feel! Who drill you – diet you – treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don’t give yourselves to these unnatural men – machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines! You are not cattle! You are men! You have the love of humanity in your hearts! You don’t hate! Only the unloved hate – the unloved and the unnatural! Soldiers! Don’t fight for slavery! Fight for liberty!

    In the 17th Chapter of St Luke it is written: “the Kingdom of God is within man” – not one man nor a group of men, but in all men! In you! You, the people have the power – the power to create machines. The power to create happiness! You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure.

    Then – in the name of democracy – let us use that power – let us all unite. Let us fight for a new world – a decent world that will give men a chance to work – that will give youth a future and old age a security. By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power. But they lie! They do not fulfil that promise. They never will!

    Dictators free themselves but they enslave the people! Now let us fight to fulfil that promise! Let us fight to free the world – to do away with national barriers – to do away with greed, with hate and intolerance. Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men’s happiness. Soldiers! in the name of democracy, let us all unite!”

    And now i say.. amazing how many times ‘Jesus’
    has come back to make this speech.. but the opposite
    in words of Trumps are still held as truth and light
    by Anti-Christ Christians still.. for his message
    and not for his Dictatorship as created
    by the Roman Empire Constantine
    Dictators then and now..
    and others of that
    machine man
    creed of
    Anti-Christ
    again.. yes.. then and
    still now who would/will create walls against human freedoms)

    Sadly the Kingdom of God has become a monarchy
    in most religions.. wHere what is free in our
    nature becomes chained in words
    of books from thousands of years
    ago.. to create is anew and
    to renew.. not to stay
    stagnate.. in
    Dictators
    who attempt
    to dictate the will
    of God in Books that
    lives within we juSt wanting
    to come out and play to make
    a better life for all with fearless Love..
    anyway.. problem is when men become
    the only and last prophets and men become
    the only and last son of God.. when those are
    tribal words for war to separate.. and no longer
    unifying words by true men of God of Free that
    lives within wE free.. so sure.. there is a test
    in the old testament from Isiah 53.. for
    how one will know when the
    anointed one also
    known as messiah
    as messenger of
    God will come to
    set folks free..
    well.. truth be told
    as modern literature shows
    in cross cultural ways around the
    world.. it is only the human archetype
    of hero.. expressed there in words as well..
    the struggles and the light to come in the
    much fuller human potential expressed
    in both women and men to kingdom
    come always now.. of bettering
    the lot of human ways..
    and sure i fit the mold
    and so do many more
    from then and now..
    and just to make
    the point to
    one of my
    Fundamentalist
    friends who is a blogger
    who thinks as close to half
    the world does that Jesus is
    not just a humble teacher who
    says per Saint John’s reported
    words that others will come to
    do much greater works than
    he.. as any empathic
    and compassionate
    humble trUe
    and liGht
    Man of
    Fearless
    Love WiLL
    relate.. the political
    ways of the day in warring
    ways to expand empires.. for taKing
    subsistence and greater reproductive
    rights and controls made Humble Jesus into
    then a Soldier God.. that is totally ludicrous
    as even words left in the New Testament
    of a Son of man defy that to the very core
    of what it means as last is first and first is
    last and the humble ones shall inherit the
    Kingdom of God.. as that simply means
    back to Nature of God within without
    the separation of cultural clothes
    that take us away from the
    God of Nature
    within we
    as human
    Nature Free..
    anyway.. me saying
    i have witnessed for God
    for 42 months fulfills no prophecy
    except a self-fulfilled one by i.. taken
    as a grain of salt.. or however one may
    see that now.. but truth be told i’ve written
    more than the equivalent of 14 bibles.. noW
    in 6 years as of 12 million words this Thanks giving
    day as my testament to witness of God equals at
    least 4 Bibles and 140 Kurans in the last
    42 months of… at 3.3 Million words that
    would take 30,000 pages to print
    as of estimate by Micro-Soft
    Word.. i have come with
    no sword.. i have come
    with no myths of
    supernatural
    miracles but what
    i have and do come with
    is the REAL iSREAL MAGIC
    OF GOD IN HUMAN HIGHER
    POTENTIAL WITHIN EXPRESSING
    THAT IN NEUROPLASTIC AND EPIGENETIC
    POTENTIAL.. God doesn’t need to do magic
    tricks to prove that God iSREAL within.. it is
    as FucKinG plain as 3.3 Million words written
    in a little over three years now.. in a poem
    in long form free verse style that is
    longer than ones done before by
    multitudes of folks over
    centuries of effort..
    laser focus
    to keep
    the story
    going then
    with multiple
    human hands with
    sanskrit markers of
    way back when.. sure..
    i have technology to help
    me write.. as with a marker
    and sand i can do a fraction of
    this in centuries earlier.. however..
    we are STRONGER UNIFIED TOGETHER
    IN ALL THE ARTS AND SCIENCES THAT BRINGS..
    and this my Friends is a only a testament truly of what
    amazing real life miracles are still to come as long as
    we humans hold hands and unify for Balance and
    Real God iSREAL MaGiC for MORE TO COME NOW..
    anyWay.. truly that stuff of the old testament and
    new is poetic.. but it was just a breath of a
    Hurricane wind to come.. as Herme’s
    wife Hermine breezes on in on
    the Panhandle today too..
    of the state of Florida..
    and the state of
    affairs of
    wE
    hOlding
    hands as messengers
    of God from day one to day
    now and so much more to come..
    sure you can stay left behind if ya like..
    or you can continue a trip in the Kingdom
    of Heaven of now.. if you pick up a weapon
    of art and science.. and grow in Fearless Love..
    iN
    kiNd
    and CouRAGE!..:)

    So a quote from a year ago here..
    about the Super heroes then and now STiLL..:)

    “Oh Lynn! finAlly! you beat me to the
    starting line.. and i am so appreciative
    of this prompt.. and while i only
    can come up with
    15 words.. sorta
    wayYYY short oF
    Novella.. hehe!..
    since i am the
    only ‘Novella’
    person here.. haha!..:)
    yeah 40K words equals a
    Novel and i’ve already done
    24K in one day.. including
    comments… but only 14K
    GoLD in the main body.. AND
    i am going to go a little ‘deeper’
    here.. simply out of appreciation
    that your prompt guides me tHere
    and again.. please.. if it is too long..
    since it may interrupt the flow of
    shorter stuff.. do delete.. as you
    know i lose nothing.. i believe
    words in a certain way
    are sacred so this
    WILL BE SAVED
    FOR ME…;)

    A quote(S):

    Isaiah 53King James Version (KJV)

    53 Who hath believed our report? and to whom is the arm of the Lord revealed?

    2 For he shall grow up before him as a tender plant, and as a root out of a dry ground: he hath no form nor comeliness; and when we shall see him, there is no beauty that we should desire him.

    ‘OH.. i am told i am an ugly worm.. before and in no certain terms that i do not deserve to exist.’

    3 He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.

    ‘Yeah.. i did that for five years.. pariah from society.. and more or less before too.. here and thEre..’

    4 Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.

    ‘If it’s associated with pain.. grief.. and suffering.. been there done it.. in fAct i have the empathy.. both cognitive and affective.. of around 14.5 billion years.. and i am dead dam ALIVE serious about THAT.. now.. SMILES..;)’

    5 But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.

    ‘Yeah.. this modern culture STUFf almost kills me.. literally.. in waves of misery and suffering.. 66 months from waking to sleeping.’

    6 All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the Lord hath laid on him the iniquity of us all.

    ‘True dAT…’

    7 He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he opened not his mouth: he is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, so he openeth not his mouth.

    ‘I did not speak until i am four.. and for 66 months i rarely speak aGain.. and the slaughter IS close at MY hand.. as some pain is worse than death as life..’

    8 He was taken from prison and from judgment: and who shall declare his generation? for he was cut off out of the land of the living: for the transgression of my people was he stricken.

    ‘Yeah.. two times.. and worse than prison…’

    9 And he made his grave with the wicked, and with the rich in his death; because he had done no violence, neither was any deceit in his mouth.

    ‘Yeah.. i mix with both.. and continue to do so.. done deal…’

    10 Yet it pleased the Lord to bruise him; he hath put him to grief: when thou shalt make his soul an offering for sin, he shall see his seed, he shall prolong his days, and the pleasure of the Lord shall prosper in his hand.

    ‘My seed is creativity.. and it spreads in Novella form each day.. smiles..:)’

    11 He shall see of the travail of his soul, and shall be satisfied: by his knowledge shall my righteous servant justify many; for he shall bear their iniquities.

    ‘Amen.’

    12 Therefore will I divide him a portion with the great, and he shall divide the spoil with the strong; because he hath poured out his soul unto death: and he was numbered with the transgressors; and he bare the sin of many, and made intercession for the transgressors.

    ‘I never ask for that.. and do not care to have it.. but sometimes one gets what one asks for without asking.. and that’s how GOD works.’

    The bible is a wonderful book of poetry..

    and these fables in the bible do reflect reality.. this IS A story for all superheroes.. similar.. that number in untold numbers of servants/soldiers only known to GOD.. unfortunately.. literally thinking folks have assigned this Truth and Light to ONLY ONE PERSON.. AND RESTRICTED IT AS SUCH… instead of remembering the hidden meaning.. that this IS A path that is a common GOD GIVEN human archetype.. to helping other human beings.. OUT OF MISERY AND SUFFERING.. and sadly it takes away from the path.. when one only says onE person has been there done it.. and that is precisely what Jesus IS speaking TO.. too.. when he says the Kingdom of Heaven IS NOW all around us for those with GOD eyes and ears to see and hear it AND many will come after him wHo will do greater Will and Deeds with Faith.. Hope.. and most importantly Belief in Just Doing IT NOW.. sadly many people are waiting for one man to come back from the dead.. when the real man Jesus is just hoping then.. before he gives his Life for SPREAD OF Truth and Light TO HELP ALL OTHERS.. that othErs will FULFILL HIS PROPHECY IN SELF FULFILLING WAY BY FINDING THIS INNER LIGHT OF GOD’S TRUTH INSIDE AND SHINING IT BRIGHTER THAN ANY ONE BEFORE.. and yes.. my dear friend Lynn.. that takes effort.. FOCUS.. AND THE job of JOB.. and sometimes a novELla
    or two.. or MORE TOO..
    THIS REAL GOD STUFF
    IS ‘READ HOT’ BUSINESS..
    THERE ARE NO LUKE
    WARM FOLKS
    FROM
    WHERE I ‘COME
    FROM’ DEAR.. SmILES..
    and i say this with Love
    as there is something
    in your eyes that
    tales
    me
    you will
    hear AND
    SEE more
    than most..:)

    AND i will tale you this for sure.. from experience in
    walking every now in HIS SHOES.. if ‘the REAL
    JESUS’ COMES BACK NOW.. he will have
    his messages deleted.. BANNED..
    AND PROBABLY THE ONLY
    place he will find to speak
    AND ILLUSTRATE
    HIS MEANINGS
    is on a solitary
    isolated blog
    but HA! after
    one has
    been crucified
    in flesh and blood
    life more than once
    ha!X2 that is a piece
    OF
    HOLY
    CAKE..
    smiLes..
    HOW
    DEEP
    IS YOUR
    LOVE FOR
    HiM AND
    OTHeRS
    LIKE
    HIm ..WHAT
    WOULD YOU
    DO FOR HIM
    AND OTHERS..
    WILL YOU FACE
    MISERY.. SUFFERING..
    ISOLATION FOR hIM
    AND OTHERS.. i feel
    you just miGHt
    do it.. but not
    mAny
    people
    can carry THAT
    CROSS aGAIN
    MY FRIEND
    SISTER
    LYNN..

    NO.. IT IS
    NOT EASY
    HANGING ON
    THE SAME PAGE
    WITH
    ‘JESUS’..
    BUT THE
    REWARD
    IS MOST
    DEFINITELY
    ETERNaLLY
    AS THAT IS
    ALL WE
    TAKE
    WITH
    US….
    FOREVERMORE
    NOW MY FRIEND(S)..:)”

    And i say.. sure enough two weeks
    from this date.. the dVerse team would
    delete me from that website.. for only
    doing more and for only
    history
    repeating
    itself once more..
    where others could
    not understand that
    the Kingdom of Heaven
    is now.. even on a deserted
    Isle out of the cave from before..
    of Plato and so many more who simply
    escaped the chains and prisons of modern
    cultural clothes.. it’s just nature friends.. and
    nature is both science and art.. and this play
    of actors we will repeat of course.. as human
    nature stays.. and our potential grows or not..
    i go..
    i grow..
    i juST do it
    MoRe.. like Jesus said..
    whomever reported that TrUth and liGht..
    that is Nature too.. the Nature of God within..:)

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/09/01/watchman-matchbox-humans/

    AS i self-fulfill another prophecy for myself..
    i owe my life to the God within of my
    ancestors from the origin and
    continuing now of
    allthatis God
    Now of
    course
    wRite on course..
    my paternal grandmother
    here.. Louise.. who did automatic
    writing in bed.. reaching deep down
    to the God within.. sure her prophecies
    came true.. as we connect to the deeper
    of our human potential that have no distance
    time or space.. that is as much science as the
    art of human being.. in Kingdom of God
    within always exploring
    more.. in ImAgiNaTiOn
    and MoVinG.. coNnecting
    and creaTing ways noW..
    HOldinG Hands toGeTher
    and never forgetting the gifts
    and sacrifices our ancestors
    have made to create the we
    that is.. and in the photo stream
    of my now coming Cyberian Tiger
    River Leaves post heRe.. tHere
    is a River Railroad Trestle
    and a dirt white patch..
    of the place of
    land of
    my Grandmother’s
    100 year old shot gun
    home that i was raised in
    then to first see God face to
    face in God speak to me before
    i gained language to speak at age
    three across the River then.. as God
    came to me early as i had been here
    forever and all was iSREaL.. sTiLL..
    and i aM tHeRe aGain iN this Kingdom
    of God within that never ends noW..
    eternAlly now a drop of water..
    a stream.. a River
    to a Ocean
    God whole
    Field oF dreAM..
    allthatis.. within..
    inside.. outside.. above..
    so below and all around..
    as far as words will say and
    so much more than that words will
    never say.. the lesSon of A non-verbal
    child of God ’till age 4.. who understands
    that no words at all are required to see
    GoD
    to FeeL
    God within
    FACE TO FACE
    AS EVERMORENOW..
    THE LIGHT OF EYES
    THAT NEVER DO END NOW..:)

  14. https://theordinarilyordinary.wordpress.com/2016/08/09/about-my-lovlies/

    Facebook and Blogger Friend
    Rafiah says in return
    to a response
    on one of
    her previous
    blog posts..

    Angel Rafael is supposed to blow
    trumpet on Judgement Day.
    So what do it tell about
    me I wonder..;)

    And i say in thoughtful
    and coming
    deeper
    response..

    Outside..
    Sand and
    Sun DanCinG
    Will come back
    iN wiTh 9
    Fingers
    More
    Than
    One Finger
    On SmArt
    Phone
    And
    After
    LooKing
    Deep within
    WiLL let you
    KNow FeeL
    WHat
    WHere
    And
    wHo..;)W..:)

    Okay.. i’m back and i have
    to admit that your newest post
    has made me lose some focus
    ’cause sure..
    even Saints
    have earthly pleasures
    when the feet are adorned
    as God’s Treasures.. but
    truly in my eYes that
    makes yoUr
    Feet
    more
    sacred
    and holy
    as you shine
    your God Given
    liGht of woman’s
    beauty that IS A greaTest
    even scientific named force for
    the creativity of male and the social
    cooperation of female to make society
    and a mix of lust and love work for Heaven now..
    and even in the Bible the Jesus then was reported
    to say that heaven would be on earth in his generation
    and in that heaven then every one would be as friends
    and there would be no marriage there.. as marriage
    is for ownership and friends and love are for free..
    as the village as alWays raised the child
    as the prize with nothing
    to own but
    fearless
    Love my Friend..
    now back to Archangels
    before i go visit some of the
    most exotic feet i’ve ever seen
    as what is adorned with beauty
    is painted with a balance of love
    and lust for more human progress..
    only second perhaps to dark brown
    eyes that are as deep as the ocean
    blue my friend.. as love as love iSREAL..
    Okay.. the Angel Rafael in my study of the
    Quran is not noted there as to blow a trumpet
    on Judgement day so my trusty wiki source says..

    Israfil (Arabic: إسرافيل‎, translit. Isrāfīl, lit. ‘The Burning One’‎, alternate spellings: Israfel, Esrafil),[1] is the angel of the trumpet in Islam[2] though unnamed in the Qur’an and is the alternative name of the archangel Uriel for the Jewish people.[3] Along with Mikhail, Jibrail and Azrael, he is one of the four Islamic archangels.[1] Israfil will blow the trumpet from a holy rock in Jerusalem to announce the Day of Resurrection.[4] The trumpet is constantly poised at his lips, ready to be blown when God so orders. In Judeo-Christian biblical literature, Raphael is the counterpart of Isrāfīl.[4] Isrāfīl is usually shown as having a huge, hairy body; that is covered with mouths and tongues, and reaches from the seventh heaven to the throne of God. One wing protects his body, another shields him from God, while the other two extend east and west. He is overcome by sorrow and tears three times every day and every night at the sight of Hell.

    Considering how hairy my body is and sure.. rather large compared to
    Rafiah.. and how i use my left arm wing as a sign
    of feral
    protection
    as my own
    body guard per se..
    at least online hehe..
    and sure my mouth and tongue
    reaches far and wide.. both long
    and fast my friend.. hmm.. this
    archangel sounds a little
    more like me than
    you.. so that
    must mean
    you are my
    assistant to
    help
    me
    hold the
    horn with my left
    hand and give it a hard
    blow at least in metaphor my friend..

    Okay.. and interestingly enough in fundamentalist
    lands of Southern Baptist religions they often talk
    prejudice talk about black folks still on farms i visit..
    and in the next sentence look forward to Gabriel’s trumpet
    sounding for judgement day too.. when historically speaking
    that’s not in the bible.. and in fact.. it originates in Negro spiritual
    folk tradition.. closer to the slave days that fundamentalist Christians
    supported by taking the old testament literally then.. same they do with
    Homosexuals today.. but sure.. wearing different fiber clothes is allowed
    and not allowed in the old Torah 613 commandments then for Jewish Law..
    from old
    good old
    book of before..
    anyway.. i Love all
    religions as they address
    the Inner Universe of human being
    that can only be described adequately with
    art.. like poetry.. dance.. song.. and paintings too..
    all art in fAct.. as to take away the art of God’s heart..
    is to only be left with he of patriarchal rules that make
    others slaves of men.. my friend.. Repression of God Given
    Human Nature.. Oppression of God Given Emotions.. Senses..
    and yes.. of course.. sensuality too.. to control reproductive freedoms
    that benefit the he of culture most without the art of female free.. my friend..
    the divine feminine of love that can thrive in all human beings as Fearless love..
    unless that
    is trapped
    in a ball
    of chains
    and prisons of now..
    what else.. yes.. human
    archetypes are real.. and
    the Jungian human archetypes
    have now gained credence even in
    modern science.. in the Christian Religion
    Archangel Michael is the protector.. Gabriel
    is the messenger.. per poets.. and other artist
    like that who give more of what living is all about..
    in balance with God of course.. Uriel is pity of human..
    and Rafael is healer my friend.. and sure you are what
    they would call as pure as virgin.. in soul no matter what
    male might defile you with even rape.. my friend.. as you
    seek understanding and loving.. and that is the touch that heals my Angel
    and Assistant friend.. Rafiah.. and sure i was 99 percent sure of that with your
    words until i saw the love bright in your eyes.. and that sealed the deal
    for me friend.. plus you haven’t left my side as friend online for two
    years..
    and truly
    in this grand
    feat.. you are
    the only one for me..
    as far as really consistently
    reaching out and touching my
    heARt.. my spiRit.. and my SoUL..
    and yeah.. those feet are touching
    me in ways now.. that i didn’t expect
    i must
    admit..
    but i have
    nothing to
    hide as you
    might guess by now..
    pretty delicate feet you have..
    adorned with the beauty you
    now feel inside.. and that my
    friend will have you shining into
    oldest of age eYes.. that say.. i Am
    Woman.. hEar me roar i AM Free a child of GOD..;)

    And now i move on to her next blog post..
    that asks the question and i quote her..

    https://theordinarilyordinary.wordpress.com/2016/08/25/on-freedom/

    “Seduction

    Is prohibited

    That’s what’s preached

    What about saints then?

    Tell”

    First i will tale.. you likely have
    already heard at least once..
    a longer second toe like
    that means.. it seems now..

    ‘You are a leader and are
    dynamic and resourceful’..
    hehe.. and to ask a question
    like ‘this’ is direct evidence of that..
    smiles.. in every painted woman’s eYes
    and every adorned woman’s foot with Mehndi
    is the allure of the reproductive touch my friend..
    that leads as science even shows to more creativity
    and social cooperation among both genders.. and it
    doesn’t matter what is clothed whatever is provided as
    beauty and art has the same effect and amazingly even more..
    smiles my friend.. what becomes taboo… and hidden but slightly
    shown and adorned is the sexiest pArts of woman oF all.. well before
    i met any of you women from countries over ‘here’ online.. the Arabian
    veiled dancer.. in mystery and taboo.. was the sexiest thing ever..
    there is no way for a ‘normal’ woman not to seduce men.. my
    friend.. even when they are friends.. but it is love that
    prevents anything to go on that is not consensual..
    and that my friend is the balance of life..
    it is okay to feel..
    it is not okay to harm..
    and you know what the
    happiest parts of my life
    were that i wished more than
    ever could come back when i lost
    all my emotions at age 47.. i screamed
    to the ceiling in a voice of a demon.. so lost so
    lost in a pit of dark that would never have light
    for another 5 years or so.. until at least one tear
    came back.. all i wanted to do.. was be back in my
    Mother’s home.. and watch Alfred Hitchcock late at
    night with my sister and her.. and feel the warm comfort
    of unconditional and fearless love.. and my mother let me
    have coffee.. it helped me focus then with ADHD that was no
    diagnosis then.. and sure.. if you ever visited me that is the thing
    i would love to do the most with you.. just watch a TV show and
    know that you are there with me.. as friend.. sex is okay my friend but Love
    is
    forever..
    now @lEast..
    and you know/feel..
    the most thing i would
    love to have is a ‘normal’
    family of children.. but that
    was not in the play of cards for
    me this go around.. no.. there is
    nothing greater than a loving
    family my friend.. and that
    is where i for one
    believe
    you
    will
    shine most one day
    as wife.. as friend.. and mother too..
    and when women want to do that now..
    i can’t see any higher calling than Mother..
    but it is a role that should never ever be
    forced on any woman.. labor of love only..:)

    PS..
    You seem happy for now.. and that is
    all i pray for you my friend.. Happy Angel/Saint Rafiah..
    with her very pretty and Mehndi ADORned feat of Feet..:)

  15. Facebook Friend Ned AKA gigoid.. who
    is currently taking respite from Blogging..
    says and i quote
    his quote aGain..

    “… But when he [the people’s champion] has disposed of foreign
    enemies by conquest or treaty, and there is nothing to fear from them,
    then he is always stirring up some war or other, in order that the people
    may require a leader.” — Plato (428-348? B.C.), “The Republic”

    AdditionAlly Ned says..

    ‘Gee….
    sound
    familiar?’

    And i go on to say in
    meaSuRed poetic
    free verse
    response..

    And a hell and or a heaven
    from anywhere else
    but earth comes
    from
    the
    same
    place as this..
    illusory plus fears = Hate..
    best bed buddies in iSreal hell..;)

    However.. humans are not evolved
    to live in anything but small villages..
    the hook for heaven is to stay small..
    moving.. connecting.. and creating
    toGetHer.. sharing and giving
    as most.. every Facebook
    page hopes to be
    a vicarious
    place
    somewhere
    deep down like
    that in avatar lands
    approximating human life at
    core of what’s even lost of all of that..:)

    And now i say.. on to
    Thursday Holy and Sacred
    R and R activities as i am
    already mused enough
    for the day
    to continue
    on with
    a dance
    of liFe..
    including.. more fun
    dance photos coming to
    this Macro-Verse post..
    after the 125th dance week
    is celebrated with all the cool
    college age folks at Good Old
    Seville Quarter.. while the wife of
    Hermes in Wind Form Hermine blows
    ashore.. close to where my Father’s side
    of the Family lives in Tallahassee Florida..
    and yes.. a year ago to date.. Hurricane
    Fred.. namesake of both i and my father
    was spinning off in the Atlantic too..
    anyWay
    messages
    blow on as notes
    As Mercury in fleet
    footed Golden mesSage
    way wiLL as weLL by foot and or
    electronic lines of E-air mail2.. hehE..
    in somewhat global reach now.. hAha..;)

  16. Well.. it seems at this point.. E-scaping a life of stress in school..
    and work.. Enduring 66 months of literal hell on earth.. writing now
    yes.. 12 million words now online during 33 months of what i endured
    in hell too.. approaching that many words on Thanks Giving day now too..
    for 6 years.. and 33 months before that when i could not do a God dam thing
    but think stuck in a head where too much dentist drill like pain was
    in right eye and ear to do another dam thing but sit on
    my patio and look out into space..
    all day all day aghogday..
    another ground hog day..
    anyway.. this new testament
    that i do always now for God..
    of Nature all that is now.. and this
    Ocean Whole Poem of at least 3.3 million
    words that continues to grow.. and close to 5900 miles
    of dancing every where i go in the general public.. soon
    to meet A 6000 milestone this month in 3 years of doing that.. aS
    WeLL.. is truly proof that i am great at Staying Alive and after Facing
    the prospect of death every second for 66 months.. where every second
    of life was worse than the prospect of life.. i must say than i am a tidal wave..
    a tsunami.. and a Hurricane Fred of current Hermes Hermine way that will not
    give up no matter what anyone else says or does.. and i must say after reviewing
    my health records and Nude art of last year compared to this year.. being banned
    from places i was never wanted ’cause of what i said or what i did or what i do and say
    that is way too much for most folks to understand.. to accept.. or even F iN tolerate to
    this point.. this Desert Isle of mind and body balance.. that i hold at home and online
    too of Freedom’s SonG and DancE.. is truly a Garden of Eden and Heaven now
    that is simply the freedom to be all of who i am no matter what the
    FucK anyone else thinks or feels about that..
    and it has been to my person.. great
    benefit in increasing the
    human potential
    of my art from writing
    to head to toe in dance
    in all the ways that comes
    too.. as SonG too.. thAT i have
    been dismissed from communities online
    ranging from Poetry Clubs to Online Autism
    Communities the same.. ’cause what remains
    now and then and forevermore now.. as long
    as online lasts.. is this Nautilus Shell of more
    and more that i continue to create as
    stately mansions
    for art as any
    Oliver Wendell
    Holmes.. Whitman
    and other inspired artists
    will do for free.. free is fearless
    love.. unleashed and released..
    staying alive is what i did and do
    now iN F iN Epic Free way.. sure
    i’M tripping baby.. but i master this
    trip now.. with or without the approval
    of anyone else now.. except for God
    who has my back.. my front.. my insides..
    outsides.. above so below and all around..
    no fear baby.. no fear and love of freedom RinGS..
    STAYIN’
    ALIVE NOW..
    alWays LiVinG A
    DancE and SonG FReED..
    September 1st 2016 a day
    to alWays remember like
    every other day of Now FReED..:)

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