Cyberian Tiger River Leaves

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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
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
so warm
and fuzzy sweet..:)

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
is behind
my SoUL.. heARt..
SpiRiT alWAys as LoVE noW…:)


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
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
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

Leave notes..
duSty gRow..
parched fAll

With every leave
ThaT fAlls..
DrEaM GreeN iSREAL..:)

oF Leaves..
4 inch
oF misSinG LoVE..:)

Rest of liFE
IS A Fall
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
more.. blUes
of lifE StiLL
crisp azure

And iF i don’t
leave this keyboard
now.. i’LL be late
for the
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..

Back at 12:23 am..
8302016.. for
some more
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
in snow..
and leaves aGaiN..
perHaps for iSREAL2..:)

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

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

Leaves oF

the best
FaLL color liFe more..:)

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

Whispering pine leaves
roaring louder through
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
warm the
heARt.. of Love..
as SonG and DancE.. leaves oF
original mating ritual beyond
stone.. trees..:)

SMiLes.. my friEnd..
a soUl never leaves
a hEaRtH.. oF sonG..
and i’m guessing
the way your
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
hidden meanings..
and i muST wonder
noW.. how many of the LOL
generation can understand
much of all thaT iS sublime..
far beyond
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
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
may never
see a much
fuller Flower face of
God than words.. so
stale and old in
books of
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
to BrOwn
oF old..
in a word
or book..:)

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

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

1:33 am..
nite nite
and FoReSt
in morn..

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
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
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
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
for more
as GiVing
and Sharing NoW..:)

To wait for leaves..
Bliss when first twig breeds
a Bud to open Beauty..
ah.. but to
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
of NatUre
Twig and Leave…
liGht and dARk..
SHades of Grey
Full and New moon SAMe..
Hues of color.. never land forever more
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
iNside.. outSide..
aBove.. so Below
and all aRound
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
the Brush
of God@Hand..

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
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
ya for
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
4 million
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
of Old
FiElds of DreAMs
cAMe to liFE for at
lEast one as i..
and sure
noW of
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
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..:)

are sexier as they
Breathe fALL air..
to air that Breathes
Free iN Leaves that Tree..
DreaMs oF moRe CoRe.. gOld..:)

Leave oF thOughts
scatteRed ADHD
one MoRe..
poEtry heals
more than words..:)

SMiLes.. Dee..
i Love thE

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
who would
break my heart
for decades..
of smoke
gonE down
and up aGain..:)

Man.. Walt.. i couldn’t
help it.. i stopped
at those social
reforming eYes
of Rod Serling
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

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

A UniVerse oF
Life Leaves..
faLL oF
LIFe precious
noW.. so.. unique..
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
and DancE..:)

Stress oF leaves
cumulative.. fall from
tree strong.. witheRinG
winteRinG breathE SinGs
FaLL.. E-Scape
comes.. dreams

Self Fulfilling prophecies
too.. of moves leaving.. old..
young.. all.. from top
to bottom
iN sTiLL
waves that
no longer move..
feel.. Ocean wHole..
in other words use
or lose
in all
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
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
anD Hyde’s
iN eXtremes
boTh.. leaVes
wayS of SittinG
or Roving morE..:)

Words of GOlden
WinGs fEat..
no matter how
and wHere noW a
wRite as Love of LiFe
a SonG
that GrowS oN..:)

FaLL of Youth Leaves..
A Tree so high with
Winds Breeze hiGher..
and hiGher
as liFe
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
wITh heARt…
ReAsons die..:)

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

Son of Leaves
Son of Comes
Son of
as Love
GoeS oN..:)

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


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
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
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 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..
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
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
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..;)


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..
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
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

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

And now continues as
Rafiah returns in
real time response

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
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
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
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
made to divide
uS away from a Unity
noW as and WiTh GoDNow..
as Tree oF liFe iSREaLnoW2..:)


Fellow Poet Blogger Hank
from dVerse comes by and says…

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


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
i too..
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..;)


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
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
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
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..
alWays.. i riSe moRe..
in A Captain SAlt way
thaT iSREaL noW too..:)


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..:)

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..:)

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
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
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..;)


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

And then i say
today.. more..

wiNks.. Rafiah..
i visit aGain..
13 Days later
When Yaar
Likes this
As that is
Do and
YoUr reward
For liking my
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..
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
be able
to afford the 4s..

iN return
i say..

Wait for 7s
As S means
Faster than
The last speeding
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
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
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
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
but nah.. this hUman
spars with steel and
no flesh as any
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..:)


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..


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
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..:)


sMiles Prajakta.. from the beautiful
photos of your Tibetan Mountain
trip into the wild and nice
of your
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
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
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
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..
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..;)


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
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
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
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
in lies of
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
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
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..
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..
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
be aGain..;)

Thumb NAil Moon
Men.. cold orbs
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
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
aS Love..:)

now oF
so sUrE…
oF coMinG bacK..:)

Nurturing liGht..
Mother Moon’s
tides oF loVinG
by dArk..
by cLouDS
buT onLY
oF liGht
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..
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..
in the New
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
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
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
oF FuLL..:)

DArk of Moon
Feeds Sun oF liGht..
liGht of Sun Feeds
Moon of DArk..
Moon Moral
LiGht FeedS..:)

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

Hmm.. that finishes
15.. work-out for now..
@5:32 pm..
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

Butter Fly Moon FloWers
Eclipse Sun Flowers
iN sHade plAnt
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..
moon buoys..
alWays SMiLes..
Ocean wHOle..
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..
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

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

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

Hmm.. Made it to
12:10 am..
now for
line morE noW..;)


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..:)


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
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
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
and jazz
that has
kept the
human race
creative.. productive..
and reproductive in growing way..:)

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..
Google IT..
if you do
not believe..
i for ONE
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
IN the RUN..
where true dominance
spells and feels color NOW..:)’

‘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
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
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
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
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
miracles but what
i have and do come with
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..
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
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
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..
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

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.


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..
and i say this with Love
as there is something
in your eyes that
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..
place he will find to speak
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
AND OTHERS.. i feel
you just miGHt
do it.. but not
can carry THAT


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
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..:)


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
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
to FeeL
God within


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

Sand and
Sun DanCinG
Will come back
iN wiTh 9
One Finger
On SmArt
Deep within
WiLL let you
KNow FeeL

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
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
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
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
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
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
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..


Is prohibited

That’s what’s preached

What about saints then?


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
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
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..:)

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..:)


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..


And i go on to say in
meaSuRed poetic
free verse

And a hell and or a heaven
from anywhere else
but earth comes
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
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..
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..;)


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..
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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A Thanks YoU oF sORts..

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30 Responses to Cyberian Tiger River Leaves

  1. i wore my new psychedilic swirling colored shirt..
    with the word trippin.. spelled.. just like that
    and with an S.. i told Katrina.. i would
    either be Superman or Strippin.. hehe..
    anyway.. duo of trio of Charlie’s Angels..
    up for the dance of tonight..
    with Maggie and Chelsea..
    left to right.. and another
    dude who wanted to be
    in the photo with us..
    like he knew us forever..
    and sure.. friendly people
    frequent dance halls.. as
    that is what friendly people do..
    they DancE and SinG.. as alWays
    liveNed uP folks do.. we got spiRit..
    we do..
    how ’bout yoU..
    When i was in high school..
    i truly had spiRit for the teAM..
    a powerful voice but one that had
    not gRoWn poetic yet.. and no.. i had
    no moves of Grace to get the JOB dONe
    then.. but it’s safe to say.. that sure.. i AM
    now.. whether you
    can hear and or see me or not..:)

  2. Starting off this 700th Macro Verse of longest long form poem
    ever Ocean Whole Poem as SonG oF mY soUL.. with
    a Facebook Algorithm provided Macro-Verse memory
    From 3 years ago.. named KroarK.. sTiLL
    bRinGinG mySelF out of the ashes oF
    a Dark Night of the Soul that lasted
    66 months total.. and sure.. a
    little rough around the edges
    as anyone might be
    after living in a
    literal Earth Hell
    for that long..
    shut-in mostly
    in a four-walled Bedroom
    and even smaller in a computer
    screen with mostly text.. a few inches
    away without prescription lenses.. with
    screen turned all the way down.. as any
    focus or light made the dentist drill like pain
    in my right eye that much more intolerable
    than it already was with those environmental
    measures taken to feel the pain in another
    Ring of a Real Dante’s Hell then in
    those dead zone days and
    months.. yes.. all 66
    that were all seconds
    where can i make another
    second became i will make
    another second.. and now there
    is no feeling of time at all.. as truly
    all there ever is is now.. once one
    escapes the illusions of culture and
    the pain that can come from the social
    stresses of doing what is expected
    and fitting the mold.. the cog
    in the machine of culture
    one is dutifully assigned
    to.. mostly from birth
    to death..
    in a meal of
    culture served up
    on a full plate from
    birth as well.. as soon
    as one is birthed under
    bright and florescent
    lights of away from
    sun-lit existence..
    anyway.. the documentation
    finally of more than words.. photos..
    the beauty of Nature returns for me..
    without words.. and i share them.. just
    ’cause i can and will then same as now..
    and yes.. this journey GroWinG steadily
    larger then for Ocean Whole Poem in
    Macro-Verse way requires a few expenditures
    to get a message across.. including the Dance
    of 6,000 miles all public that will ensue as of this
    month too.. a purchase of Nike Shox shoes.. the
    first of 12 pair.. for around a RE-tire change of shoes
    every three months.. as every three months averages
    500 miles across the terrain of all public across the way..
    so sure.. over twelve hundred dollars in shoes.. over 500
    tattooed shirts that change another message of
    metaphorical meaning everyday.. for around
    hmm.. four thousand dollars or so.. yeah i
    write it out.. ’cause that dollar symbol
    is kinda evil to me.. hehe.. yeah.. look
    whose counting.. All Apple equipment..
    ’cause Micro-Soft ain’t gonna be
    reliable enough to keep me
    in a constant flow of art..
    every mechanical cognition
    duty including crappy update
    waits.. crappy blue screen deaths
    and bloated software just to get to
    where i need to go.. will not be enough
    to get an over 3 Million word Ocean Whole
    Poem done in 3 years.. and adding.. 60 to
    70,000 photos.. along the way and another
    30,000 or so in the FlickR liNk aS WeLL..
    so sure.. along the way of iMac big screen
    at 27 inches.. a couple of Tablets.. a Notebook
    and iPod.. and a couple to three iPhones too..
    along the way.. if ya count the iPhone 5s that
    replaced the iPhone5.. as it flew out of my
    hand dancing and broke on the hard
    floor in screen way then.. yeah..
    about four thousand dollars there..
    and if all the labor.. i put in over a
    total of close to 6 years doing this
    now arriving at the 70th month
    specifically.. sure.. approaching
    close to Two Hundred Thousand
    Dollars of total effort in stuff
    and even minimum
    wage labor
    rates all put in
    for a Labor of Love iN
    Fearless ways that cannot
    be measured truly in terms of
    Dollar Bills as there is a very empty
    God WHO lives in Dollar Bills.. as an
    external.. illusory source of happiness still..
    all in day of a life of me.. a now that goeS oN
    in Free Verse way.. giving is the joy.. oF liGht
    liFE noW.. taking is a despair and dARkness
    now too.. so sure.. i focus on giving.. as that
    is the iSREAL way to Heaven constantly NOW..
    a gift of grace is to give.. the greaTeSt GiFt oF aLL..
    and to suggest that humans would not give if they
    had their basic subsistence needs met and sure they
    were healthy and happy in a BaLanCinG acT oF
    hUman BEinG.. noW.. is perHaps never to have
    kNowN what hUman BeinG iS eVen isREal
    at core now bEinG.. a creature of God
    who at the hiGheST liGht iS a MoVinG..
    ConNecTinG and CreaTinG ChiLd
    of God.. uSinG iMAginAtiOn.. to
    make briGht liGht dreAMs
    come to fruiTioN.. noW..
    in heARt.. SpiRiT eXpreSsinG
    thAT heARt iN miNd and
    BoDy BaLanCinG way..
    as A soUl thAT iS WhOle..
    and MiCrocosm of GOD
    as MiCro miNi-mAcro
    mE.. yeah baby..
    as Austin
    or the
    12 MilLioN
    WoRd man miGht.. wiLL
    say.. DO.. thiS sHiT iSReAL..
    and it’s going down NoW iSREAL..
    and how deliciously synchronous
    on Labor Day Weekend that this
    is the Weekend.. the earliest pARts
    of a 42 moNth witness for the Meaning
    oF LiFE would be Celebrated noW oNE..
    yeah.. and this was the weekend of three
    years ago that i purchased the first of
    three Nike GPS Sports Watches that
    would stARt to soon meaSure
    what is arriving at 6,000 miles
    of Public Dance this month..
    yep.. just another Five Hundred
    Dollars here and there.. to make
    iT iSREAL thaT much more as
    hey.. there are so many folks
    who need evidence
    to see that
    iSREAL liFE
    Miracles liGhT..
    aRE iSREAL2..
    sure.. ye of little FaiTh
    and more than that ye of
    little juST doinG iT and
    getting A F iN Epic Labor of Love doNe..
    as i roar on.. as any lIoN of God WiLL KroarK do Now2..:)

    And as promised yesterday.. Matchbox Catches
    Fire from a year ago… Facebook Macro-Verse
    memory too.. and that reminds me too..
    sTiLL haven’t posted the full text
    version on Facebook..
    on my personal
    page and Nature
    and Blog pages yet
    too.. of the Macro-Verse
    before the last Macro-Verse..
    as sure.. if you are gonna do something
    this big.. friends.. you not only liGht the
    Match Box for an incredible Fire.. you
    back it uP in many ways.. in case
    anyone ever has the balls
    to say it did not
    go down
    nah.. put all your
    eggs in one basket
    and you feel the archetype
    of that realiTy all too well too..
    diVERSiFy is my Fucking middle
    name along with Arthur of just another
    fun pun name for what i FucKinG EpiC AM i..
    that means
    strong or could
    mean in metaphor
    way author and art too
    as Synchronicity helped
    to build this city with Rock and
    so what theme song
    shall i use.. Katy Perry’s
    Roar SonG or we built
    this city as a Jefferson
    Airplane or Starship WiLL
    do.. hmm.. i’M FeeLinG liKe
    wE built this city as after all tHeRe
    IS A alWayS an ePiC City in aLL Synchronicity2..;)

  3. Well.. my friEnd.. you kNow what they say about
    all the Lost sheep and all of that.. you have served
    as somewhat of a great dArk muse for me.. noW..
    so as a free lance and i do mean FREE EMPLOYEE
    oF God.. in other words.. i don’t spRead fear and hate
    for you tube pennies.. if you really wanna look for the
    iSREAL Illuminati.. you might look in places where thieves
    in the night would come..
    hmmm.. i really do use
    you for a poetic muse
    for the technically longest
    witness for God in 42 months
    of doing that in over 3.3 Million
    words now.. that just so happens to
    be the longest long form poem in human
    history.. around twice as large as the previous
    effort of 1.8 million words that took centuries
    in Sanskrit writings of India and a multi-tide
    of free verse poets then.. anyWay.. i really
    didn’t think you would ever read anything
    i wrote here.. but it seems like you
    are working that alpha male
    thingy.. better now with
    a new hair cut..
    and a view with
    the camera lenses
    that makes you look more
    like the alpha male than the omega
    male.. and sure.. if you wanna really
    get so-called real men to listen to you..
    and not those boys that live in their Mom’s
    Basement.. and sure my mom didn’t have a basement
    but i didn’t buy my first home until age 33.. so sure i can
    relate to that as many young men who haven’t escaped
    the parents apron strings yet.. these days.. as social
    roles have become hard to find as you well do know..
    judging from the praise you give for buying
    your first car after the age of 30 as well..
    well.. the other news is YouTube has
    caught on to the ruse of
    fear and hate based
    videos that folks
    come to
    first when
    a SonG by Kanye.. etc..
    about the more extreme
    sensual freedoms of expression
    is not available in Vevo way yet..
    sure.. everyone looking for ‘fade’ and
    and some may end up here.. to listen to
    your fear.. hate.. and general discontent..
    coming from a book that even pastors who
    have been to actual Divinity schools firmly know
    that three to four hundred thousand scribe copied
    minor to major mistakes iS in that so-called good book
    today.. and nah.. just perhaps two letters by Paul to
    the Ephesians are actually by a real author in the
    New Testament too.. and some of the other ones
    being forgeries of course too.. ya know the
    Roman Catholic Church controlled that
    stuff for years too.. do you really
    trust the kind folks that
    run that church..
    hmm.. well.. my friEnd..
    i for one wasn’t born yesterday..
    i for one live now.. and i for one am
    a turn of a friendly card carrying ISREAL
    we are easy to spot.. we do love fearlessly and unconditionally
    always now.. sure we use satire.. and other literary and eTc.. artistic
    devices to get the deeper meanings of God aCross to those who
    have been led astray by the psychopathic leaning individuals who
    only want power and status in life.. and stuff like the next best
    car.. and bigger 10 Million dollar Osteen homes that take
    the trUth and liGht and use it for the almighty
    God that can be the dollar bill.. the car
    as lover.. and the god as home
    the same.. God is bigger
    my friEnd.. much bigger and
    there is no human who can
    Judge the God oF ALL eYes
    for anyone greater than
    the lesser of
    a gRain
    of Sand
    that is God too..
    so sure.. just another
    poetic muse.. but you seem
    a little lost still trying still to be
    a trUe and liGht iLLuminati member
    of the God allthatis teAM now.. so sure..
    i have the pity of Archangel Human Archetype
    of Uriel.. the Healing of Rafael.. and am protector Mike
    of the TrUth and liGht with DancE and WorDS instead
    of violence and swords now.. mY Friend.. and there is
    another Archangel that is Gabriel as Messenger of HUman
    Archetype too.. but no my friend.. i AM not just a messenger
    i am
    if you can read between
    the trUth and liGht of that
    wiTh seeing and hearing eYes
    my friEnd.. anyWay this is like
    the 6th Invitation i’ve provided you
    as way out of all this dArk.. fear.. hate
    and discontent you continue to spread here
    piggy backing on Pop Artist Songs when they
    first come out and are not found in Vevo way yet..
    with all these truly paranoid things you are seeing as
    dArk that surely are as liGht as a naked woman’s hips
    and breasts seen as the bread and water of hUman liFE
    mY friEnd
    other than
    what the evil your
    fear and hate sees..
    Some folks see Hope and Love
    my friend.. others see.. fear and hate..
    trUly theRe IS A better way.. and when
    YouTube takes away the money part of
    what you are doing here.. as another one
    of your commenters just said they are
    doing now.. perhaps there will not be
    as much temptation from the real
    Satan in Hell and evil now my
    friend.. and that is fear now
    and hate propagated
    for the green
    bill of
    hell as well..
    connect to God
    allthatis or connect
    to stuff.. your choice
    as alWays mY friEnd now
    and more about that here..
    all for free.. AS God provides
    his Ravens always a bite to eat
    and drink for free.. have a great
    day.. please.. if You WiLL iN trUth and liGht noW…

    Sure a little gift.. just for you.. anD anyone else jUSt for the Free of Doing liFE noW..
    Love.. mY FriEnd..
    sure.. i’LL be back later..
    heHe.. i alWays come back
    and haven’t broke that promise yet..;)

    Oh by the way.. when a Lamp appears
    in left Justification.. way.. in what i write
    alWays heRe and tHeRE.. iT’s probably A
    sign that it is meant juSt for
    you and everyone
    else too
    trUst mE
    Horatio.. you
    ain’t seen nothing
    yet of God until you
    escape your little bLack book..
    noW tHeRe is some liGht2 in thAT
    BLack book.. as that is the way
    YiN and YanG and KarmA
    iN thE
    and Hues
    of GoD.. MyFRiEnD..;)

    Oh yeah.. PS2..
    WATCH for thE
    Trees of LIFe iN
    Left Justification
    way too.. and you
    can juSt call mE..
    God’s Left Hand man2..;)


    The state of human being..
    IS A State with no boundaries
    of what can be Universe of FeeLinG
    liT ways noW.. or the darkest space gONe
    that Now
    never ends2..
    the best thing oF aLL
    iS aLL of UniVerse eventuAlly
    changes.. from gRain of sand to
    largest Galaxy sAme.. to insame now
    oF uS in DArk too.. mY friEnd named Zee..
    and tHeRe are addictions.. neither substance
    or behavioral that will replace the human heARt..
    FeeLinGs SeNses aLL of what moves uS to greater
    liGht.. and all the rest that is dArker than liGht to come..
    liGht to come
    liGht to come..
    sure.. i pray
    for you for liGht
    to stay.. but trUly
    oNly thAT stays IS A
    liGht from Within.. and
    that mY friEnd IS A liGht
    that no outside Force WiLL GiVe
    but the Force oF aLL within.. creates.. given
    enough looking and finding and practicing iSREAL..:)

    And.. yeah.. i remember when every water drop was dArkest
    hell of depression.. so cold inside.. and now all there is.. IS A
    Sparkling Rainbow oF liGht with or without colors now @ALL..
    Within.. mY FriEnd.. the greAteST changes.. are alWAys wiThiN..:)


    WeLL.. Hello the featheredsleep..
    ain’t life grand and deep and shallow
    and narrow with waves that ravage now
    and streams that soothe.. Ain’t iT an Ocean
    with horizons wide and sparRow that comes
    with little yield and field to change when
    something obstructs an
    Ocean View
    of turbulence
    unsettling view oF
    LiFe so BrighT
    and Lovely
    liGht for more..
    even iN dArkness wHole..

    YoU knoW aNd feeL iT’s magic..
    the synchronicities oF liFe when
    one lets go .. oF aLL the shame and
    all the regret.. and all of everything and
    everything else is lefT and RiGht oF liGht..
    and the next thing ya.. no.. ya got a Lamp now
    in left hand justification view way.. perhaps now
    it’s like the practice of taling yourself that getting
    uP.. aT 6 AM is the way to be.. and every morning at
    1 second ’till Six.. yoUr eYes are opening wide alive.. or
    that special occasion when you notice a glow on your face
    that truly actuAlly you made by believing a special occasion is
    today.. weLL mY FriEnd.. as cynical of anything but fActs of liFE
    i was beFore.. but sure.. facing a death in life as death as life.. made
    me go for broke
    i don’t give a FucK what
    anyone else thInks of me
    anymore.. often accused of
    being more woman than man..
    i blocked something creative inside..
    and surely when i said what the FucK and
    posted a Frigging Facebook profile photo of
    me in my grandpa grey man panties per se.. truly
    something inside said juSt do that then.. and since
    then.. i’Ve been FReED to do everything.. sometimes
    my friEnd.. you do juSt have to be the Fool.. in the number
    Zero Trump.. card.. at the edge of a cliff with a little yellow
    tiger nipping at your calves.. and that reminds me.. as i hadn’t
    brushed my hair this morning.. had two different sandals on..
    and had them on in reverse.. had just eaten taco salad and
    hadn’t even brushed the teeth yet.. took me a while to get
    to the door.. but an elegantly dressed insurance lady was
    there who was our insurance lady.. associated with
    investments and not really selling us anything..
    i came outside in my Big Lebowski.. Jeff
    Bridges costume of wrinkled shorts/
    undershirt.. in vagabond.. james
    way.. as at ease as any
    Yogi.. come
    down from uP
    the mountain now
    free.. and said.. sorry..
    my wife and i are nudists
    and it takes us awhile to get
    to the door.. and said nah.. just
    kidding.. (in a way i waS and hmm..
    in a way i wasn’t.. hehe2 then.. haha..
    too).. and i said.. floating.. on the grass
    as dancing 6000 miles in 3 years will allow
    one to do.. sorry.. for my appearance.. i am
    still kinda drunk with dance from last night’s
    125th week escapade of doing that with a bunch
    of folks 35 plus years my Junior.. truth be told too..
    i was as sober as they come in a trip of fearless trust
    in all of what is is.. and that my friend is what i kNow as
    the Love that never goes away or can be bOught or sOld..
    and from where i come..
    if i can do this.. i
    cannot see
    why others
    can’t potentially
    do this too.. A tree
    with roots that says i just
    don’t give a FucK what anyone
    else thinks or feels about me anymore
    now.. and since then.. i feel more like a
    man.. and more folks in the flesh world
    show me respect and love than ever
    before and sure.. i write about it too..
    just to give the Dancing Feet a Rest..
    in short.. life is too short not to dance
    it naked without fear.. and life is way
    too long to watch it go by.. without saying FucK iT..
    what else is there to lose but life free in tRust NoW2..
    and sure.. easier said and done by a middle-aged law
    enforcement looking dude with $700 dollar sun
    glasses than the reality.. tHeRe are predators
    who prey on the freedom of others..
    perceived as weaker in many ways..
    but perHaps tHeRe is some
    mix that will
    i sure hope so..
    bottom line aLL..:)

    Facebook FriEnd.. Candice..
    also kNown as noted
    and Albinophoenix
    in blog way..
    the Candice
    name in published
    books way..

    asks in regard
    to the photo of the
    blonde haired gentleman
    that i shared on Facebook too..

    Sir Gerwain?

    And i go on to
    explain who the photo is of..

    The Fool From Aleister Crowley’s
    Thoth Tarot Cards..
    my favorite.. as
    the cat kinda
    looks like
    Yellow Boy..;)

    And then i say..

    Wiki’ed Gawain..
    hadn’t heard of him
    before.. but he actually
    would be sort of an
    opposite archetype..
    as he followed
    the rules
    instead of
    the heARt of Spirit..:)

    And then i add.. confusingly.. as such..

    Oh Lord.. i spelled it different..
    i couldn’t find a a photo of that
    character from a Video game
    named Thunderblade..
    if that was what
    you are referring
    too.. anyway..
    love myths
    and fantasy
    stuff.. really
    expanded my creativity
    by not just sticking to the fActs..;)


    Nice to see you back friEnd
    gigoid.. and true.. Pain
    but as long
    as one adapts
    life goeS oN.. in some
    semblance of essence of all that is..
    hmm.. i aM lagging a little behind here
    myself.. and perhaps i’ll take a 42 month
    break after writing 3.3 million words or so..
    I FEEL NOT..
    as pain killed
    all bEfoRE and
    sure pain and functional
    disability can come in any
    pARt of liFe so hUman poTenTial
    Squandered is life squandered
    away in
    aT lEAst
    the way
    i Look at liFe
    as a grey poupon
    liver of greaTest pain
    and pleasure too.. on the
    sunny side of that egg of being
    for now.. what else.. yes.. your
    pearls of wisdoms to choose
    from of course..
    liked the
    beginning one..

    “It is not worth an intelligent man’s time to be in the majority.
    By definition, there are already enough people to do that.”

    ~~ G. H. Hardy ~~

    as being born intelligent
    by that very word as definition..
    means the mix besides thaT iF iT iS
    the majority as those who will naturAlly now
    fit in togeTher with most all stuff of life over the
    life span.. of course.. most humans are comfortable
    with homogenous.. even in earlier Scandinavian way
    where a child can be left on a side walk by their selves
    in a Stroller.. and nefarious actions are almost unheard
    of.. as sure.. naturAlly in this way the village raises the
    child in
    trust and
    comfort too..:)

    What else..

    “Practice Random Acts of Kindness and Senseless Beauty.”

    ~~ Ancient Hippie proverb ~~

    Yes.. and Hippies are not
    the only ones who say and
    do/be this.. in proverb way…
    hehe.. of course.. noW/then
    noW and when i first recovered
    and could use my eYes and eArs
    aGAin.. this reminds me of a Seafood
    Festival.. where i was randomly shooting
    photos of limbs of trees above and so below
    me.. for the intense pleasure of capturing the beauty
    oF aLL thAT iS by iPhone5.. smArt phone camera then…
    and a woman asked someone beside her.. what is that guy
    doing.. sure.. with the pretense of he’s craaaazzzy
    don’t you know and feel as nooooo one just
    takes pictures of limbs on a tree..
    HEr problem waS
    i saw and fELt
    God as then/now
    that tree.. and iT
    was likely juSt only
    sHade and not that
    iNtense liGht for her iN TrUth..
    yes.. beFore that i missed God
    for 66 months.. and this was
    just a gift card of sorts to share..
    noW.. FReED..;)

    “Few people have the imagination for reality.”

    ~~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ~~

    “Belief is the death of intelligence.”

    ~~ Robert Anton Wilson ~~

    Aint that the truth noW..
    my FriEnd.. i did my best
    to put a nail in the heARt
    of my intelligence and break
    through to the other side of luCid
    waKing dreAms come to Fruition..
    as miNd and Body bALance SoUl
    through imaGination and beLieF..
    same as EmoTioNs noW and
    seNses run free aNew..
    and neVer
    agAin.. Now
    yes.. the first
    one is true.. now
    the.. second one
    iS spoken by a man
    with a coldEr heARt..
    no different than the priests/
    religions/churches/politics wHo/
    tHAt killed/kill God oF Nature sAMe..
    but only in their iMagiNations sTiLL..

    HUmans look to understand and
    change for sAMe and diffeRent.. otHeRs
    look one way and mostly one way only..:);


    gigoid responds..

    I always enjoy whatever response my posts stimulate in you,
    my friend, even if I am not currently able to answer them all,
    or even read them all these days…. But, I am still here, & still your friend….


    And i say..

    My FriEnd..
    There is
    No need of
    Take in the
    Word FriEnd
    Gives is

  7. My Love is aLiVe and it’S onLine.. haHa.. My soUl is like
    a wheel that’s tUrning and it’s sWirling in
    lines of words.. my drift if you
    catch iT.. iS miracles
    are real
    are iSREAL
    too.. with aLL A
    Miracle oF LoVe and
    no.. not juSt puppy LoVe
    A Love that sPrinGs aLiVe
    even hiGher than the Sun comes
    back on December 21st and stAlls
    in hemisphere death way for three days
    and continues to return iN alive again way
    on December 25th.. reborn as liGht until the
    SpRinG Equinox of Pan Flowers come born Easter Fresh
    Eggs and Teats of Mammals will say too in first birth
    and reoccurring births too.. until the Summer Solstice
    through Sirius Dog Days of August and now cloSing FaLL
    Equinox BaLanCinG uS for death of Winter and rebirth
    oF SuN as WiNter is Born.. ya see.. iF you look much
    deeper one will see that Miracles are dead and alive
    all around uS noW sTiLL.. and worth celebrating
    always noW aS a Love of Allthatis sacred and
    Holy of Theist of all one can see and
    feel and sensualize too.. inside..
    outside.. above.. so below
    and all around the
    beat goeS oN
    and we
    co-create the
    SonG and DancE
    oF God sAMe and
    different in DiVerRsiTy
    of God all thAT iS.. as
    wE as uS.. wHo go farther
    and farther than father and
    mother BeFore.. giving thanks
    now giving alWays noW foR this
    GiFt oF Love.. CoMinG bacK Now
    alWays foR nOW.. my love iSreaL
    is alive.. yeah.. ooh.. Baby.. mY
    LoVe is alive noW.. sure.. yeah.. let
    me take you tHeRe
    like Led Zeppelin
    says sTiLL2..
    mY LoVE
    iSREAL noW
    aLiVe oNline..:)

  8. Ah.. the 70’s Songs of mysticK..
    Songs of hope.. Songs of Sad..
    and Songs of what seemed like
    more slow dances than ever before
    or would be after those days of Romance
    eYes.. in school dances.. where face to face
    of Loving eYes are now replaced by bootie dances
    where eYes need never meet.. wHeRe breast never
    meets fur of man’s chest.. things have changed.. and
    i must say.. i’M glad i lived in heArtland.. where Families
    ruled with Love.. and couches talked more than
    electronic screens beyond a world NoW..
    of talk and touch..
    a twilight zone show..
    so many folks live in now..
    and are not even aware of what
    went down before.. more imagination..
    more emotions.. more creativity.. more
    magic when humans reached out and
    touched each other in the flesh more
    than text of LoL.. a smiLiE Con..
    or and a carnival of never
    ending cold
    and shares
    and followers2..
    without any blood
    to feel living organs
    of Love.. playing a Song that
    says we are Still human.. we FeeL..
    A Dream Weaver Lamp STiLL aLiVe as i..:)

    Bottom line is this though.. God remembers and
    acts as Nature’s eYes.. we humans have abused this
    Earth’s Nature rather than being stewards who never take
    more than they give in BaLanCinG waY noW.. the Karma has
    come around as the snake of human swallows its tales whole..
    THeRe IS A pleAsuRE and HOldinG arms and hands in
    a Village of flesh and blood that a smart phone
    cannot possibly replace as even science
    shows now.. as hUman Nature
    and Nature at core sTiLL
    rules our happiness..
    either art and free
    as LoVe fearlessly
    or fear and doubt..
    and hate and cold
    hard screens without the
    smells.. the human touch..
    of flesh.. the tastes of human
    skin as sweet as cheeks as lips
    WiLL taste.. as kisses trUe and liGht..
    bottom line.. all this means less human
    children.. population reduction.. NaTuRe
    fights back as any Godzilla wHole WiLL2..
    wE become God oF Nature’s answer
    by no longer doing humanity
    of what once was before..
    in both love and
    of the
    rest of Nature
    then and now.. as the
    Piper is beinG pAiD the
    PiPeR’s due oF BaLanCinG waY2..:)


    Alive and kicking she comes back..
    and i kinda made you into a moon
    maiden of sorts of lost the
    other day.. as hey..
    muse comes
    and goes
    and comes
    again.. and
    this reminds me
    how hilarious it is
    when the young women folks
    put their hand on my shoulder
    at the dance club.. not realizing
    how soak sweaty i am in fully
    male way.. in smiley selfies..
    spider fingers
    just touching
    my shoulder with
    the tips of their fingers..
    to quickly get rid of the
    wetter of me from head to toe..
    this has really been a hot summer for
    that.. looking forward to the fall and
    palm shoulder
    more than
    finger places..
    anyway.. i was just
    about to fall asleep before
    i saw that girl from frozen wake me up..
    hi lo

    All i kNow.. and
    FeeL mostly of this..
    hehe.. is anything
    associated with sixes
    and nines is super sixy
    and niney to me.. and
    three quarters of that
    Train Station from
    as magic
    9 and
    3 for
    93..2.. it’s all
    M A G i C K..
    as every number
    is sacred.. particularly
    Holy 96.. as truly no way to
    get into trouble by doing 96 noW2..
    bOnes and Tramposexalines..
    it’s all in the
    as a window
    to secret woRlds
    nite nite.. Shawna
    baby.. i’M in one of those
    moods.. yeah.. good thing
    there ain’t 41 more poems
    to do this with now.. i
    beddy bYes now42..;)


    sMiLes my FriEnd Lala Rukh.. i was truly exhausted
    and just about to go to bed.. when i got your call..
    in Word Press notification way.. and so strange
    it is.. as sure it’s been a little over three years
    since i met you.. but i was looking today..
    at one of my Facebook memories..
    of one of my Macro Verses of
    what i name as an Ocean
    whole Poem started
    with you on
    Word Press
    three years
    ago.. that you
    suggested i start
    in new way then..
    that has now exceeded
    3.3 million words.. since
    the first.. of my blogging
    all together 42 months ago..
    too.. anyWay.. i saw your face
    on a like on that Macro-Verse there..
    in what i call 700 total of those for the
    current one i am working on now.. wHere
    this will be jusT another Micro-Verse of that
    Macro-verse of Ocean whole poem there and
    yeah.. i was even thinking about you and just for
    fun looked to see if i could find a Lala Rukh like you
    on Facebook.. just to know you are okay friend.. as it is
    the Love that gives that is truly alWays the Love that makes
    our soUl.. and as you say the uniVerse Created for this gift now
    of Love.. makes us reflections of God when we Give Love Free..
    your writings helped inspire me to Love like this my FriEnd through
    the Love you gave freely to so many folks that i witnessed too and that
    my friEnd
    is something
    i WiLL never be
    able to repay you for
    as it IS A forwarding now to
    otHers sAMe as you did then..
    you seem well.. and that makes me
    happy.. and all i wish for you FriEnd..
    iS Love is Love that you alWays give now2..:)

    Lala returns with..

    I am truly, truly honored.
    Keep spreading love and smiles like that forever.
    Honestly, you are the most positive person I’ve known so far.
    Love xx

    i return..

    SMiLes my
    friEnd.. Lala..
    Is My
    But never
    Never Land
    Of Never
    Of the Medicine
    Love you..:)

    Lala additionally says
    in réponse to another
    comment of mine..
    per the
    Song by
    Katy Perry
    i shared for
    your inspiration..

    Love this Ketty Perry song.
    So motivational plus the music is amazing.

    i respond..

    Her new Song
    Rise.. Is
    New theme
    Song too..:)

    And additionally
    Lala responds
    to another comment..

    Your words, beautiful
    as always ! Love xx

    And finally i say..



    Facebook Friend Rafiah shares a Dr. Who
    Parody that is OMG.. her current favorite
    TV show and source of online
    social talk on FB..

    And i say..

    Rock Horror Picture Show Parody too..:)

    And ugh..
    Dr. Who is
    not on in the
    U.S.. on PBS
    Tonight.. But I’m
    Understanding this
    Better as Archetype for
    The Real Human Experience
    For The Dark night of the Soul..
    When one is sure they are now
    going to die and they transform
    and are born again in life.. And
    This comes From the most extreme
    struggles in Life.. Cross cultures there
    are many examples of this including the
    Who who transforms many
    Series here…
    And Neo
    Use a phone
    Booth too as
    From Dr. Who..
    Small world.. Mate.. and the Rocky Horror
    Picture Show has artful elements of this.. Similarly2.. And
    Yes.. This artful human archetype in literature has deep roots..
    even in
    And the Sun
    that dies for 3 days
    on December 21st in
    stalled ‘movement’ and
    comes back to life on
    December 25th.. reaching for Spring
    and reneWED liFe on Earth around Easter2..
    Rafiah Baby..
    Science now
    lives iN Art.. alWays
    including religion2..
    as the rabbit hole
    grows deeper and
    continues to make common sense..
    for those with eyes and ears to see it..:)

    And now i say.. the Hans Selye.. General Adaptation
    Syndrome.. otherwise known as animal exhaustion
    from never ending physical and or emotional
    stress is also similar across cultures.. of course..
    and particularly in modern days of non-ending
    real and illusory fears in every day life..
    and the more intelligent a person is
    in terms of remembering.. feeling
    emotions and senses the more
    likely they are going to experience
    one day.. life like a cat caught in
    a never ending lightening storm in
    a cage in the middle of a F iN
    never ending wind of
    a life threatening
    Tornado of
    Jesus F.. in Christ..
    even potentially worse
    than crucifixion pain for
    66 months from wake to sleep
    like me with type two Trigeminal Neuralgia..
    the Dark night of the soul is a real deal and
    for those who have gone to the darkest places
    of General Adaptation Syndrome.. they have
    most definitely seen this place up close and
    personal in devastating human disordered
    way.. and when my legs started getting
    cold in the Summer.. and a breeze
    chilled me in 100 degree Temperatures
    of July.. it was my body taling me to escape
    never ending stress.. but i had lost contact
    with mind and body balance.. years before..
    and now i was lost then in a head of
    stress and empty of dreAMs
    of imagination.. and creativity
    renewing in RE-cReATioN way
    naturally in personally guided
    within activities to achieve
    continued animal
    homeostasis in
    miNd and BoDy
    BaLanCe and hears
    the deal.. there is weakness
    always in fear.. there are stress chemicals
    within produced.. over the long term that
    act like battery acid on the brain and body
    kinda like drinking a very slow burn of drano..
    Stress kills.. yes.. even science shows stress
    in these ways of acid like stress hormones..
    will break down all parts of the human
    vital bodily systems.. from nervous..
    to respiratory.. to endocrine.. to
    cardio-vascular.. yes.. the
    list goes on and on..
    and no.. ‘they’ have
    no idea what causes
    or what stops the
    Trigeminal Neuralgia..
    worse than crucifixion pain
    that in my case was like a dentist
    drill in my right eye and ear.. beyond
    FucKinG what most people understand
    as possible for human pain.. unless the
    Dentist forgets to numb your FucKinG
    mouth first before he starts to drill
    deep.. deep down to the roots
    of the pain receptors of your
    teeth.. worst thing of all
    is like me..
    even with
    a huge team of
    doctors.. this worst
    of most all human functional
    disabilities is totally invisible except
    for the grimace one may make on face..
    when any light at all is shined in their face..
    and some folks are perhaps luckier as most
    folks don’t experience this in their eye and ear..
    so sure.. my task of JOB.. was met by pull up
    your boot straps my chap.. even by the ass whole
    neurologist who told me basically get out of hear..
    you are just anxious.. not even thinking that what
    i have could be the worst pain known to mankind then..
    before a pain specialist two years later diagnosed it
    by process of elimination.. sticking some lidocaine
    way up my sinuses.. that made the pain go away
    for a FucKinG split second where some folks
    got relief for frigging hours or more
    from this procedure then.. and
    now still.. anyway.. that
    wasn’t all that came
    from two years
    of flight or fight stress..
    there was Sjogren’s Syndrome
    that a full two years before this
    started attacking the blood vessels
    in my feet.. where about the time i watched
    the movie happy feet in ’06 or so.. having no
    idea i would one day be the human version of
    that blue eyed penguin then.. my feet hurt so
    bad even touching something with them..
    was incredible nerve pain.. and i
    was so hard headed.. i didn’t
    even go to the Doctor then..
    but it took a rheumatologist
    to finally figure out what that
    was years later.. when my
    eyes quit making tears per
    Sjogren’s autoimmune system
    disorder too.. and yes.. all autoimmune
    system disorders can be associated with
    chronic high levels of human social/emotional/
    physical stress over extended periods of time..
    along with Fibromyalgia.. and Dysautonomia
    that it took a Rheumatologist to diagnose as
    well.. Severe Degenerative Arthritis and
    Stenosis of Spine where these are
    structural issues but the extreme
    pain internal management of
    pain is disrupted by long
    term chronic stress as i have
    the same issues with almost
    zero pain now.. per MRI’s
    and other measuring
    ways of
    infirmities as
    such that the body
    finds a way to compensate
    for in both pain management and
    collateral strengths when mind and
    body animal homeostasis also named
    as balance is the natural way of life to
    survive and thrive alive.. like most animals
    do in every day life.. without all the FucKinG
    inSane illusory and real fears that modern so-
    called Advanced technological societies bring
    in first world fucking problems… where in third
    worlds in terrestrial way.. folks can at least fucking
    smile with so much less to stress them out in
    FucKinG culture and TV made.. etc.. illusory
    fears.. sure and even religious too.. some
    folks are thinking the end of the world
    is always around the corner..
    FucKinG American Indians
    were so much FucKinG
    smArter in the most important
    intelligence of Emotional.. Physical
    and Existential Intelligences over what
    we currently define Standard IQ as a measure
    of how well you will perform in school to be good
    little non-human robots.. as cogs in a machine to
    keep the creature comforts coming.. overall that
    are shooting ourselves in the human animal
    foot for balance in life in the same Twilight
    Zone show of human in a never ending
    nightmare of hell on earth for many
    folks as the World Health Organization
    suggests the greatest cause of human
    disability world-wide is depression and
    depression is just another symptom of
    general adaptation syndrome of the burnt
    out human in emotional and physical way..
    we are FucKinG hUmans.. we are not machines
    and the Terminator metaphor is an excellent metaphor
    for we as human beings made more into machines than
    flesh and blood hooked up to a terminal of a flat box
    screen for hours on end.. and on my KATiE MiA
    Aghogday Blog.. perhaps the most important
    blog post is the one on Autism Spectrum
    Burn-Out.. a very simple post but a vital
    one to understand.. even if a person
    is not a Canary in a coal mine of
    who i was then.. with super
    empath-like feelings and
    spidey senses.. that made
    me an almost perfect human
    candidate.. to go to the dark place
    of the soul and come transformed back
    out to help teach the world to get back in
    balance.. rise.. and once again thrive as
    human being animal.. in what truly can be
    a metaphor of a peaceful harmonious place
    of heaven on this terrestrial plane like the
    five year old.. before screens of screams
    came along to take the five year old
    away from nature to a place
    of lifelong nature deficit
    disorder as is common
    now and a Global
    Spreading iSREAL
    Disease that continues
    to lead to much misery and
    suffering.. folks.. this is real deal..
    this ain’t no potential path to a metaphor
    of hell.. this is the highway to hell.. the
    iSreal highway to hell now.. straight
    to the slow burn that
    never ends
    the pit and
    rise again
    from Tardis
    phone booth of life
    in transformations light
    to a free and wild child of
    God once again.. literature and
    all of art has been ahead of science
    on these real human hardships at
    root of problem of many centuries
    where folks scoffed at terms like Neurasthenia
    and Nervous Break Downs as all psychological
    without the real physical breakdown of the human
    mind and body.. live and learn.. do preventative
    medicine measures for lifestyle balance..
    or suffer the consequences of
    action in iSREAL Karmic
    misery in life..
    fortunately.. there
    are ways out.. but to do
    that one may have to give up
    the dollar bill as God and replace
    aN iSREAL God of Nature for that
    to truly be a success in God’s Balance
    of Nature in uS.. in thriving alive survive..
    now on this terrestrial plane of Heaven iSREAL..:)

    Rafiah responds..

    Religion, philosophy, science, arts and other disciples of
    knowledge make the life of mankind worthwhile in so many ways..:)

    And i say in return aGain..

    Yes.. mY DEar friEnd.. Rafiah.. put
    iT aLL toGetHer and
    you geT Dr. wHo2
    iN yoUr bacKyard2..
    Fearless LoVe..;)

  12. So.. what would the call of God Be..
    Wild and Free with human same
    as with any other domesticated animal..
    Jack London taught this
    lesson long ago..
    so did the reported
    Gnostic Jesus.. at least..
    in Verse 37 of the Gnostic
    Gospel of Thomas where he
    says to find the living God within
    one must shed tHeRe clothes of culture
    and tread on them without shame.. done
    it.. how about you.. shame is fear of rejection
    from other human beings.. regret should only
    be in harming other human beings at core of
    what it means to be humans with relative free
    will.. to do as their God given Natures in True
    WiLL intimates within to do.. without consuming
    others with harm.. other than the food and drink..
    that is necessary of life.. and sure it’s true that
    in many ways sex is consuming others.. ask
    a spider about that and sure the Penis
    is at core a weapon for the domination
    of reproductive success.. as a spear
    to go inside and leave something
    behind to make life.. however
    humans and other primates
    like Bonobos have something
    greater named empathy and
    compassion for each other that
    shines in eyes.. and iT says i’ll share
    your pleasure i feel your pain and i do
    not want to harm you in anyway.. so sure
    any religion that does not condemn human
    slavery in all the forms that comes from no
    matter war or rape that comes from non-conSenSuaL
    Dowry institutionalized religion.. is no religion oF God
    aT all.. it is only a religion of human that wants to
    control other humans through fear to advance tHeRe
    own selfish and social causes like expanding territories
    for truly subsistence and reproductive resources
    required.. just to continue to survive now in life..
    yes.. religions are made for borders of control
    and illusory fears to make those borders
    of control expand for more material
    success to gain subsistence
    then still and now..
    and sure that
    is part of
    God given
    Nature in
    Dark of fear
    too.. but where tHeRe
    is abundance of resources
    where share and give is the
    rule there are no needs for illusory
    fears that we still see in desert lands
    of barren still today far and wide.. around
    global reality still.. but truly the only way humans
    will survive and thrive in balance.. is if all the illusory
    fears that are human made beyond.. the only two
    innate fears of falling and loud noises from birth
    that when per example if someone with
    a large enough in decibel growl
    like i can make now into
    a roar to let that
    go in a dark
    lot to spark
    the genetic memories
    in others of the sound of
    the jaws with teeth that could
    spell tHeRe IS A predator that can
    eat you from close or thunder and
    coming lightening that can strike you
    dead if you do not seek shelter soon..
    illusory fears kill what Maslow names
    as the ascent to higher pyramid rise
    of human now.. bottom line.. there is
    no heaven now with illusory fears..
    and those illusory fears
    most definitely as
    even Jesus
    reports are the
    real highway to hell
    now and never finding
    heaven in the only place
    that is in this generation always
    now juST noW.. the RX is simple..
    Fearless Love.. cultures and religions
    are still the camel.. and the Call of the
    Wild and Free is Gods’ Voice still pleading..
    come through an eye of a needle of Fearless
    Love now.. sure there is plenty of water and bread… but
    only you can drink/eat it with trUe and relative Free WiLL..:)

    As Bang Bang Bang.. big Bang way still in “700 MacroVerse
    dreAM” that is the new name of this 700th verse of Ocean
    Whole Poem and pre-blog way too in 74 Verses there
    that just so happens will start 777 after 911 hits.. yes..
    total for public God blog witness.. 42 months then..
    three small but powerful Macro Verse memories
    from two years ago.. very much inspired by one
    of my first heARt and sPiRit and soUL forever
    friends online whether i ever hear back
    from a couple of them ever again..
    they were the muse.. the fuel
    that started the match of
    all of this..
    a very logical girl..
    a very heart lost girl..
    and a very soulful girl.. Lala.. too
    three muses of iSREAL from stART..
    with many thouSands more that came
    from all walks of life now.. as the paths
    of journeys whole and the Rabbit hole
    goes deeper and deeper sTiLL isREaL..
    a Wonder Land in never ever ending
    story of never land OZ now.. hidden
    from plain view in a rather simple
    looking blog face still now..
    but oh so deep as
    3.3 Million plus words
    and around 100 thousand
    photos and thousands of videos
    and music can go.. go go go.. sTiLL..
    hahahahahe.. and sure i’ve made
    it so a never ending story goeS oN
    iSREaLtime now on Facebook
    too.. where over 100K words
    in every month comes now..
    and so many visual illustrations
    come2 almost 24 FucKinG hours
    a day.. hehe.. like a Storm alert
    of PoeTry goeS oN iN somewhat
    perfect practice of Storm noW.. oN..;)

    Short story here of video
    expanded in words.. Nature
    has balance until humans FucKeD
    the balance uP by running over it with
    a tractor of culture now.. the chicken has
    always been here.. it’s only humans stupid
    enough to ask about the egg that is now..
    life is
    living now..
    lose it by living
    in either the past
    or future of this
    most beautiful
    blue.. green..
    brown.. and
    white snow
    capped diamond
    of liFe.. can you see
    the liGht yeT.. Jesus F.
    iN Christ.. it’s everyWheReNOw..:)

    Perfect storm of Love..
    the practice oF it continues
    to repeat as hiStory says so too..
    in all the dARk and liGht and hUes
    and sHades of colors and bLack and
    whitE too.. bEyond
    the human rainbow
    oF iMaGinAtioN and
    creativity sAMe.. and
    sure.. the prophetess Katy
    Perry and her cohorts get
    it Deep as the same
    of past
    and PreSent
    tale the sAME Jesus
    F iN Christ human archetypes
    as God within continues to break
    free and rise to the top of the pyramid
    in self actualization of human all seeing
    eYes of what they see for noW iSREaL..
    and if you do not understand that this
    Love will make you flOat with Gravity
    now.. perHaps you haven’t danced
    with mE yET.. as thiS sHit iSrEaL..:)

    So sure.. in terms of Neo.. Buddha.. Jesus..
    sure.. in someways Muhammad too..
    myths of Krishna..
    Lao Tzu.. and
    many millions
    of others more who
    are soldiers of God
    as a horse with no name..
    we all seek to help the human
    race progress in total harmony
    and peace.. i mean.. Jesus F.
    In Christ.. even coke
    Fearless Love..
    MoVinG.. CoNecTinG
    CreATinG an iSREAL
    Heaven noW thaT is
    no wHere but now..
    as now is
    all tHeRe
    is as
    even science
    shows now..
    and yes..
    with iMaGiNation
    as DreAms of inventions
    like Dragon Wings of Leonardo
    become helicopters iSREAL now Fruition
    too.. tHeRE are no limits or expectations noW
    that cannot be exceeded iN hUman poTenTial
    as LonG as wE hOld hands iN Balance WiTh
    GoD aLL of NatURE too.. but as always
    the first step is eliminating all illusory
    fears as all illusory fears are one
    path only and that my
    friEnds IS THE ISREAL
    i choose Fearless Love.. we got
    spirit.. how ’bout you.. GO.. GO GO
    GO.. GO.. GO.. TEaM LIGHT NOW..

  13. OKAy.. quick commercial
    break of smAll talk heRe..

    AS the EN name test thingy
    provides a very nice video
    summary of fun profile pics
    over the course of years.. i
    continue on here by saying2..

    WeLL.. the EN name test thingy..
    now is not nearly as cool as the
    Facebook Algorithm Robot Video
    Slide Show Production Assistant..
    as the EN name test thingy people..
    i mean.. Computer Robot Algorithm..
    doesn’t let you
    store the
    Video.. for
    later use..
    surely.. they
    will improve though..
    as technology continues
    to expand in transhumanist way..;)

    back to
    the regularly
    scheduLed proGram
    oF DeeP sHiT noW PHD’s
    piled higher deeper sTiLL..
    a hit
    aS SOMeThiNG..;)

  14. I’m trying to think of what poet your style reminds me of. Blake, maybe? Very distinctive, and a blend of old and new, with the pop culture references. Nicely done!

    • sMiles.. thanks Marilyn.. most every time
      someone compares what i do here to someone
      else in the poetry world.. i get my trusty Wiki tool..
      out to see who they are and what they do in the poetry
      world.. poetry.. ha.. i am diagnosed on the Autism
      Spectrum.. with Asperger’s syndrome
      in middle age..
      and my style
      of thinking and
      speaking was often
      metaphorRed as computer..
      mY Friend.. wHere my social
      butterfly friends flew circles around
      the analytical miNd oF Y i.. and truly
      from a young man with three college degrees
      and little ability to creatively express my self
      in social success ways.. from writing to even
      speaking.. my greatest desire in life was
      to create original art.. and in college
      ha.. burdened with ADHD too..
      until the light of
      made the
      focus of reading
      10 to 15 times faster
      than the average human
      possible with the super focus
      of light required for me to expand
      my word view then.. hehe.. the piano
      lifetime hobby helped too.. to bring speeds of
      130 words a minute or about as fast as the
      mechanical limits of a keyboard
      can go and yes here i go
      in sometimes painful
      detail of analytical
      details.. that
      can make
      for many folks
      who do not go as
      fast as i can go now..
      anyway.. truth be told..
      i never saw the value in poetry
      earlier in life.. totally retarded in
      poetic knowledge.. i was then.. except
      for a strange breakthrough in middle school
      one time where emotions and language suddenly
      glued to win a Christmas Story in two homerooms then.
      a short stint.. in a philosophy class early on in college but
      later after.. my brain was already further drown in analytical
      years of making A’s to restrict my brain that way.. anyway
      later in college i checked out a book on creativity in
      hopes of learning it in book way analysis then..
      and i checked that dam book out more
      than 20 times.. but my brain was
      so worn out by analytical
      activity.. that i had
      no emotions
      and senses
      left in what
      could have been
      miNd and BoDy BalaNce
      to even read that book then..
      when i shed school and culture
      for enough years.. in the heavy
      regulations of law like culture
      of 25 years of Government
      work too.. there was
      that spark
      deep within..
      just waiting
      to come back..
      at age 53.. true..
      but first i had to
      escape the heavy drown
      of the analytical mind.. my friend..
      i free associate it all now.. and the more
      i go in different paths the more i do and
      the more i change.. and sure.. after reading
      about Blake that is a nicest compliment.. too my
      friend.. i didn’t like being a cardboard box.. i am
      so FucKinG proud to be crazy now.. most everyone
      in the DanCinG world think i do drugs or something to
      dance as free verse as i do too.. oh.. the wild and free my
      friEnd there is no label for this but free.. but free mY FriEnd..;)

  15. SMiLes.. my Friend
    as you share yoUr
    Love in all the artful
    ways that comes.. its
    true no one will ever forget
    you.. i just have lots of time
    on my hands to tale you these things..
    and photography..
    the capture
    of the now.. the
    moment wHeRe
    we capture beauty
    as practice all of more
    life as existence becomes
    deeper beauty.. as trUly mY
    friEnd.. wE are only as alive as
    the moment is full of deep admiration
    and thanks for all the beauty of life that is
    possible now.. expanding heaven now is
    through the art of life..
    in all ways that
    and creAtinG coMes
    now.. i love visual images
    as truly after even 12 million
    words since November Thanks
    Giving Day since 2010.. online now
    created as such.. i was never a word
    person.. until i lost effective use of eYes
    and ears.. from my pain disorder of type
    two Trigeminal Neuralgia that started in 2008
    with other autoimmune issue foot pain in 2006
    that has evaporated with DancE and SonG noW iN
    many ways.. including art of photography.. noW mY
    FriEnd.. a picture tales an iNfinite number of words of
    beauty.. dArkness and liGht the sAme.. and even fLaws
    mY friEnd can bRing hidden meaning Rise to the top
    of the parachute of dArkness for ascension of huMan
    heARt.. SpiRit oF expreSsinG EmoTiOns raw and
    trUe.. and BaLanCinG miNd and BoDy soUL
    isReAL noW for aLL who lose
    illusionary fears..
    and sure
    the mesSages
    of liGht and dARk..
    and aLL hUes and sHades
    oF colors bLack and wHitE..
    can be found in the reflections of
    even jUst one photo my friEnd or
    even the
    one that
    can bE aLL
    oF liFe aLL too..
    i have a powerful computer
    and Broad Band Internet access..
    show me a thousand pictures and
    i will make 12 million more words to
    tale you anoTher lalaby sTory of Life noW
    mY FriEnd.. Lala Rukh.. WiNks or perHaps i already did..
    as life iS alWays worth SavinG and LIVinG foR noW no
    reflections pain..
    iN shadows of the Divine..
    shall i say i love you.. sure..
    i will paint that picture for you..
    and all otHers with words and photos sAMe
    and.. if you could dance with me as many otHeRs do…
    could feel
    it more too..
    as love is white
    and briGht wHeRe
    even shadows now no
    longer hide.. riSinG as LiGht..:)


    SMILes my friend.. gigoid..
    i Now have 100% faith
    and hope and belief
    in Love oF noW..
    tHeRe is
    any waiting
    or time in Heaven
    now.. iSREAL iT iS
    but only of course for
    my style now.. can anyone
    prove me wrong with empirical
    analysis.. sure.. if they can meaSure
    a sMiLe of INfiniTy NoW juSt now.. heaven
    is not a book.. not a page.. nor a word or
    number too.. Heaven iS FeeLinG iS A
    SeNSatiOn oF Real Eternity noW..
    How to put Eternity into a word..
    T h R E E…
    mY friEnd..
    i kNow.. no thing
    but iSREaL NoW2..
    IT doesn’t take a rocket
    scientist NOW to understand
    this.. just a dog that now sMiLes
    And humans NOW who are too stupid
    to realize thaT DOG is reAlly sMiLinG
    noW iN
    Now.. onLY
    folks who live
    iN Heaven truLY
    understand this mY FriEnd AFAIK..
    and for anYone who calls dog less
    than God.. they live in at least a broad
    spectrum of HeLL noW.. hmm.. Heaven Now
    is rather narrow in terms of no time NOW..:)

  17. WeLL.. according to Microsoft
    Word.. i’ve written over 10K words
    in a 26 hour period of one day..
    now it’s a go for a Marathon now
    of public store dance for 26 miles
    iN two days.. for a half a marathon
    or so each day.. and sure 5 or 6+
    thousand more words somewhere
    between now and when i publish
    this next 700th Macro-Verse oF
    Ocean Whole Poem then..
    on Monday the 5th of
    September 2016..
    how do i do it..
    Fearless Love..
    With 100% Faith.. Hope
    and BeliEf in alWays thE
    experience of FeeLinG Now
    And SenSinG Heaven noW..Now..
    iN MoVinG.. Connecting.. CreaTinG
    ways.. the Sistine Chapel.. Leonardo
    sketches.. the theory of relatively
    and Einstein iMagiNary Flow as
    100% laser focus in cognitive
    executive functioning now..
    with 6000 miles.. or so of
    dance for me to go along
    with 3.3 million words in
    3 years of Witnessing
    for God of Nature
    allone noW iN
    42.. months
    777 total
    pre and after
    Ocean whole view poem
    on 9112016.. more to come then..
    as longest long form poem ever..
    hmm.. so wHo am i but me noW
    juST mE… F iN FReED Now noW2..:)

  18. Ah.. the Nostalgia.. of the Facebook
    Algorithm.. video slide show-maker..
    a full pre-store dance nature display
    free.. with a pre-lude to a Sith
    inspiRinG store dance..
    in all of Katrina’s
    Favorite stores..;)

    Yeah.. i guess ‘you’ are correct..
    better to vote for the devil you
    know vs.. the one you don’t kNow..
    And speaKinG of thAT someone has taken
    down the liFe size card-board cut-out of the
    Hillary at the Toy Store in the Mall..
    can you believe that..
    the only choice left
    to vote for is this
    hmm.. at least
    the other guy could
    make an original pose..
    after all this is the funny age..
    Don’t Ya kNow and feeL for aLLs aGEs2..;)

    So.. i’m dancing in Starbucks.. ya kNow.. with
    fancy foot work and really slow leg turns..
    Katrina says.. they are all watching your
    legs and feet.. and next thing ya kNow..
    the nice Starbucks Lady tales
    ’em who owns me..
    hehe.. with
    my all caffeine
    free totally over priced
    Star multi-bucks drink..
    marked as Katrina’s Fred
    hmm.. that we get free as we
    use our credit card interest
    free just to get free Starbucks points..
    haha.. trust me.. if you were as cheap
    a date as me.. you would get rich no
    matter what.. in terms of legs and feats.. too..;)

  19. Only one Facebook Algorithm Memory from two years ago..
    per look at you and remember me.. provided by the
    hmm.. mostly trusty robot of Facebook.. but
    not always and as any free service..
    one cannot really complain
    too much in how that
    free service changes
    freely as well.. to keep
    it free.. and for some reason
    my muse of profile pics are no
    longer embedding on Word Press..
    and if there are faces in the profile pics
    the embed function is no longer working
    properly.. so i’m getting the error message
    in the comments section on my blog for the
    photos that say.. this post pic not available
    anymore.. but as i recently said.. for one
    who massively creates.. don’t put all
    your eggs in line basket iN
    free platform of sharing..
    as sure.. they are not
    always reliable.. and
    those photos are shared
    on my blog in the main post
    on a website i pay for.. in terms
    of Word Press dollars at 299 of them
    per year.. to ensure i can download
    a zillion photos.. and too much is
    never enough hehe.. anyway this
    has happened to me before.. too..
    the speed and massive volume
    of information i put out as well
    as word play style has been
    confused in the past..
    by both the Google
    Search Engine
    Algorithm and
    the Google Blogger
    Algorithm Policeman
    and the Facebook Hall
    Automatic Monitor as a bot
    Fred instead of A real iFred..
    and that is the price of human
    potential.. being confused as something
    beyond human in transhumanist way these
    days as hey.. i’m moving forward not backwards
    and technology is certainly an assistant in that way..
    and as far as the paths and journey i go as a social
    animal in a nature reality that says you must belong
    and conform to the social group to survive.. this
    ‘normal’ nature requirement is somewhat
    replaced by they online world.. in at
    least text and photo and video
    human interface for social
    support that can be found
    in nooks and crannies all around
    the global place now.. so a person can
    still fill and feel a part of a somewhat
    cyber space society now.. as created
    along the way.. for those who see
    somewhat eye to eye and face
    to face with ya.. so in other
    words.. one must understand
    human nature as God of Nature
    given Nature.. to accommodate the
    challenges of life.. adapt and move
    on for greatest Neuroplastic and Epigenetic
    human potential.. or nah.. they don’t have to
    do it.. per relative free will.. they can do what
    everyone else does and everyone else tales
    them to do for the traditions of culture no matter
    how illusory and truly insane they become even
    away from basic human nature in animal homeostasis
    way.. we create our realties as actors in plays that other
    folks have created long in the past or continuing now..
    some of us follow the scripts closely and never vary
    hardly at all.. but others of us figure more of the
    play and actors and production of it.. and go our
    own way.. not forgetting our human nature
    but using it to our greatest advantage
    along with technology in the
    positive aspects of that now..
    so i am as i the director
    of my own play.. and
    producer same.. the
    capital I of i is the
    actor that i direct
    to be and do whatever
    i wanna do and be now..
    and the exclamation point!
    is the SpiRit oF i as expressed
    by I.. all the nows i create now..
    as my own dam acted.. produced
    and directed play of liFE noW.. and
    the narrative you read is the reaLiTy
    thAT iS.. and sure in the modern day of
    Heaven is now.. we can make this place
    iSREAL or not.. aGain the eye of the needle
    and the camel of the other place.. i is the needle now..:)

  20. So.. today.. we have the other polar opposite Jesus.. at Catholic
    Church.. in Luke 14:25-33.. you know.. the one that says “If anyone
    comes to me without hating his father and mother, wife and children,
    brothers, and sisters, and even his own life, he cannot be my

    And yes.. full stop.. this is where the Bad Cop Jesus.. and
    me at least.. totally separate paths like a fork in the road..

    Sure.. turn the other cheek is a mighty noble suggestion
    for not harming others after one is harmed by others..
    but sure.. a little much.. as this great gift of life
    is worth defending.. and to suggest that
    life is to be hated.. is truly insane..
    bottom line.. and sure..
    this is quite honestly
    what cult leaders
    do to indoctrinate
    folks.. make them
    hate their loved ones
    before the brain washing
    starts.. and it was quite amusing
    to see the priest today in church
    side step the FOUR LETTER WORD
    in a world that is diverse.. where there
    are solid reasons why folks have different
    opinions about life.. and that is where understanding
    comes into play.. sure dissension and standing up for
    your beliefs even if that means being hated by those who
    used to love you.. before you stand up for folks not in their
    ‘social circles’.. like the slaves as black folks before.. the
    right for a woman to vote.. and now homosexual
    folks and transgender folks too.. who are finally
    getting their rights to be human as God
    makes them different.. yes.. the God
    of Nature of course.. and science
    even proves the innate
    factors of this now
    too.. now..
    hmm.. oh yeah..
    and there is that other
    Bad Cop Jesus.. part that
    says i did not come to bring
    Peace.. i come with a sword..
    anyway.. it’s a well known fact..
    from most all the current biblical scholars
    that most all the books in the new testament
    except for two now.. are written by someone else
    yes.. other than the so-called labeled apostles there..
    including Luke as well.. too… Whoever the real Jesus
    Dude was.. where nothing was written down about his
    life until around 4 decades after his life.. was over..
    after many different sects and some ideas
    about 12 Gods and other Christianity
    sects that said one God.. the
    Educated Greeks decided
    what to include of what
    was orally transmitted
    or not.. and scholarly studies
    show from then on.. scribes that
    copied the writings by hand.. made
    three to four hundred thousand minor
    to major mistakes along the way.. sometimes
    adding in stuff they liked or taking stuff out.. Jesus
    F. iN Christ.. even in a 30 minute round table of passing
    a phrase around a table.. it will change by the time it gets
    to the speaker again.. human memory is fallible.. A well known
    scientific fact that what we think is what happened is most
    always different if there is a video that can show what
    really happened in life.. so who is to blame for
    something as divisive as these statements..
    truth is.. we will never kNow.. could be
    this or could have changed in the first
    40 years of oral tradition.. and after..
    but surely.. with understanding
    in Cognitive empathy way we
    can agree to disagree without
    FucKinG hating our loved ones..
    and never speaking to them again..
    as that is literally what that means..
    or who knows.. even using a sword
    against them.. instead of going the
    St. Francis of Assisi ways of make
    me a channel of your peace.. whose
    peace.. the peace of hating your loved ones
    if they don’t agree with what you believe.. nah..
    that’s just plain ignorant and an ancient way of
    viewing the world.. and no.. there is no way to defend
    this.. there is great stuff in the New Testament.. particularly
    the part of Luke Chapter 17.. that says the Kingdom of God noW
    is within.. but there is a better way than hating loved ones over
    disagreements that are gonna happen ’cause humans are diverse
    in innate propensity for progressive thinking and accepting differences
    of others same.. and today when i was visiting some Fundamentalist
    Baptist folks on a farm.. the issue of Transgender bathrooms
    that in our county are mandatory in some elementary schools
    now.. came up and was blamed on Obama.. and i went
    on to say.. hey.. you might not believe it now by looking
    at me.. but i was viewed as a girl when i was in middle
    school.. cause i was thin.. had long eyelashes.. green
    changing to blue eyes.. a pretty boy yes.. and verbally
    abused like hell about it too.. and if you think that
    was my fault that God made me look like that
    no it wasn’t.. God made me that way.. when
    young.. and sure.. i am all the literal ‘rave’
    still with some women.. still at age 56 now..
    and stronger than any man at the military
    gym in at least one exercise there..
    even too.. but no.. it wasn’t always
    that way.. but let me tell you…
    this is a science and
    physician manner
    not a matter
    of just someone’s
    opinion.. and the highest
    rates of suicide are among folks
    with gender identify disorder.. and then
    the person i talked too.. said yes.. maybe
    the parents don’t want their children to commit
    suicide.. sure that makes sense.. i’m thinking duh
    with a smile.. and sure we got the abortion speech
    today at Church as Mother Teresa was being canonized..
    but what about.. the fact it’s illegal in Mexico.. and there now
    are still as many unsafe abortions.. resulting in permanent
    disability.. and even infanticide and
    such as that.. for even more
    human misery and
    suffering.. why
    the FucK
    don’t you
    support effective
    birth control if you
    want to reduce abortions..
    as unwanted pregnancies never
    have to happen in the first FucKinG
    place with effective and safe birth control
    as educated.. as science shows abstinence
    just doesn’t work ’cause we are human and
    humans.. are one of the highest reproducing
    innate and instinctual as such creatures oF aLL..
    common.. sense.. lifting the veil of ignorance..
    as the original meaning of the Greek word
    Apocalypse is really defined as such too..
    and here’s the thing.. it doesn’t
    do any good at all to hate
    ignorant folks..
    will bring about
    change if done face
    to face and in school..
    in a tactful peaceful manner..
    the Golden Rule rules and i have
    to say.. i mostly agree with the teachings
    of the old Kung Fu TV show.. as they
    do not contradict themselves like
    the Good Cop Bad Cop Jesus in
    the New Testament does.. folks
    will over look the biggest boards
    in the eYes of hate.. as sure
    cognitive dissonance hurts..
    and the human brain will
    naturally see and
    feel what it
    wants to
    but hell no..
    no one is gonna
    make me ever hate
    anyone.. i am a free child
    of God and a member of no
    cult that hates.. hates.. hates.. hates..
    i do not agree with a lot of what my family
    believes in and i do not expect them to believe
    in all of what i do.. even if they could.. as some
    folks are just not cut out for some of the freest spirited
    things i do and say.. thanks God for a Country with separation
    of church and state.. as humans are never cookie cutter pieces
    of God.. they change.. they grow.. and yes.. they stay stagnate too..
    anyway.. i am not afraid to criticize what is evil at core.. and yes..
    hating your loved ones.. over differences in beliefs is evil at
    core.. greAtesT change
    alWays comes
    from Love..
    and sure
    art too..
    as pARt of HEArt
    away from fear and hate..
    oh.. yeah.. and the other thing..
    the priest said love wasn’t a feeling..
    sure that is what Mother Teresa Lost..
    the feeling of connectedness with God and
    all others too.. and there are solid scientific reasons
    this happens too.. like doing too much and never getting
    any rest.. as Mother Teresa was as zealous as they come
    in a good way too.. we are human.. we are not robots and
    the TruE WiLL over Fearless Love one can feel makes
    the most love oF all.. all over the world now.. feelings
    of empathy and compassion that are part and
    parcel of love can be watered and grown
    stronger as a muscle of heArt Love..
    yes.. DancE and SonG.. and
    even poetry and other
    forms of MoVinG..
    conNecTing and
    CreaTing increases
    the Muscle of Love..
    as heARt.. SpiRit and
    MINd and BoDy soUL.. Now
    B A L A N C i N G iN LiGht
    noW science even shows this
    as evidentiary trUe now too..
    wE CAN groW iN Love.. and as Saint
    John was reported to say.. back then..
    too.. wE CAN do greater works now than
    are reported from Jesus and Love more..
    as of course as the original Greek text of
    the New Testament clearly relates.. Jesus was
    just a man.. a son and child of God.. suggesting
    he was humble.. and in the Kingdom of God.. the
    last would be first.. and the meek would inherit
    the Kingdom oF God on Earth in the current..
    generation as promise with no wait after
    death.. that parts rings trUe and LIGht
    to me.. whomever made those
    statements that is
    my own personal
    discernment i make
    and everyone is allowed
    to make in free church and state
    separation countries.. now finally
    in the U.S.. the right to LiFe.. LiBerty
    And the Pursuit of Happiness.. was/iS 240
    years coming Now fully for homosexual
    and transgender folks.. finally noW the
    original.. Declaration of Independence
    is being fulfilled for all American Citizens..
    there is nothing perfect about any word
    or book of God.. history shows this over
    and over again.. but those quotes from
    the old Kung Fu TV show.. sure do ring
    TrUth and liGht to me as a practice of
    Fearless Love as trUe gentlemen strong
    as well might do and say.. but to bow.. no..
    nah.. Lions don’t do that.. and no.. neither will
    i.. i’LL nod my head iN respect of everyone.. sure.. Y not..
    and i’ll even call them yes sir and ma’am2.. Y noT.. iT FeeLs liKe
    Fearless Love..
    to me..@lEast..:)

    Hmm.. weLL.. the Algorithm Video Assistant
    Producer from Facebook.. left today.. now..
    and went back yesterday.. to do a rehash
    of Saturday in longer reminiscing form..
    and sure that’s okay too..
    as yes.. the Robot..
    giveth and taketh
    away and giveth different
    same too.. hmm.. so just
    wHo iS this Robot anyWay2..;)

    Yeah.. so when the Monsignor
    says love is not something you
    feel.. it just goes to show.. that my
    X-Catholic Priest Grandaddy did the
    right.. yes.. the right.. thing.. getting married..
    having children and experiencing this thing NoW..
    cAlled Unconditional Love.. that sure IS A feeling..
    a feeling greater than any other feeling ever in
    fearless way.. and perhaps something..
    some priests.. and ‘normal’ men..
    never feel until they have
    a child of their
    own.. or
    lose one too..
    or perhaps even
    worse.. they could live
    in hell now.. either on the
    street or in the pulpit and
    and never experience the feelings
    and the sensing of heaven now.. heaven
    is in the kiss of a child’s eYes.. and if you
    can’t FeeL it live in hell.. you live in hell..
    BeLLs you live
    iN HeLL and i’Ve
    been tHeRe too.. for
    66 months long.. wHere
    i couldn’t even remember what
    a sMiLe of Love fElt like oN mY
    RoBoT FucKinG zombie dead face…
    then.. look back at some of the photos
    of Popes.. the look is clear.. dead clear…
    and the saddest paRt of all is it is like
    being behind an opaque window
    that some
    may never
    even near.. NoW..
    Love SingS uNconditional
    FeeLinG and SenSinG Love..
    and sure.. iF you give iT and can’t
    FeeL iT.. give yoUr self now a healthy
    ’round of applause.. as sure.. even
    folkS iN HeLL can give Love and
    yes.. the Monsignor does a fine
    job of that no matter if he FeeLs iT or
    not.. giving Love without feeling iT is quite
    a miracle too.. that we humans can do.. now..
    and oh yeah.. when My Grandaddy decided
    to pave a path for me to exist.. by getting ex-
    communicated by the Catholic Church.. the rest
    of his family excommunicated him too with hate..
    when the price of love is hate.. the religion is insane..
    line.. and
    that’s changing
    as wE speak..
    LOUD.. and
    Dogma sucks..
    but not Dogs as God..;)

    So.. as the
    second.. Katrina
    and Sister and Child
    Profile Pic Comes
    again now..
    Love.. Loves..:)

    And yeah.. i dreAMed of a place
    called hell last.. night.. true..
    i literally dreamed of a place called
    hell last night.. just guns.. fear..
    and hate.. just swords.. fear and
    hate.. and for some..
    that story
    goES oN
    iN heLL noW….
    where sinner Now
    is saint and saint is sinner…
    Funny little Synchronicities..
    and how God works toGetHer
    as canvas of All thaT is
    noW.. wHere the
    is only
    beAT aWay
    from TrUth
    and liGht as LiFe..
    as Fearless LovE.. wITh
    sUre.. WiLL over aLL that iS too..:)

  21. BLack.. T-Shirt
    that says.. with
    an exclamation point..
    i Should Have Come With A Warning..
    Oh WeLL.. aS iN ElecTriCity.. LiGhTeNinG..
    AC/DC.. KarMiC eYe wayS.. too..
    Hells Bells..
    and A store
    closed too..;)


    Cato said, “I had rather men should ask why my statue is not set up, than why it is.”

    ~~ Plutarch — Political Precepts ~~

    Yes.. why wait when
    one can do it themselves online.. hehe..;)

    “I’m sitting on my SPEED QUEEN.. To me, it’s ENJOYABLE..
    I’m WARM.. I’m VIBRATORY..”

    ~~ Zippy the Pinhead ~~

    What ever
    works works..;)


    “No excellent soul is exempt from a mixture of madness.”

    ~~ Aristotle ~~

    Any thing other
    than madness is normal
    and normal is insane..


    “In the carriages of the past you can’t go anywhere.”

    ~~ Maxim Gorky ~~

    This is true..
    in general..
    that’s why i
    write more than
    i read @lEASt.. now..;)


    “We fear things in proportion to our ignorance of them.”
    ~~ Titus Livius ~~

    why i still
    read.. and
    ignore ignorance..:)


    “Nothing is worth more than this day.”

    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ~~

    Day is okay..


    Have a nice
    day gigoid.. with pain free.. now..
    just the power of suggestion.. hehe..;)

    A Holiday
    But Life..
    Nothing @All..
    A Labor oF Love..:)


    sMiLes.. and Hello Himali.. Memories..
    Teachers.. and i remember a similar
    post from you last year at this time on
    Teacher’s day.. i mentioned you were a
    Teacher then to me too and that i appreciated you..
    So since i have already honored you.. i will move on
    to the next teacher.. hmm…
    some of the greatest teachers
    to me are those who i kNew/fELt with
    much smaller standard IQ’s than most
    of my acquaintances who had a gift of
    Loving everyone without regard to innate
    or environmental/material differences.. real
    Saints were they who had a smile for everyone
    regardless of who.. what.. where.. or how they
    do life.. so sure.. they are gifted greatest by God
    for this smile that never ends from birth to death..
    in many cases too.. and sure some of these folks
    are Downs children.. the worst teacher i can think
    of now is Richard Dawkins as he said as advice to
    a woman considering abortion that it would be a disservice
    to humanity not to abort a Downs child.. as this child would not
    produce enough material things for society.. hmm.. not understanding
    the value of one smile.. this ignorant man of course.. who i also learn from
    that Standard IQ is weak without much real meaning in the Love of Life that
    feels the most and talks the least at times too.. my friend.. blessed with this
    so-called cultural derived and propagated Standard IQ.. i was too.. but cursed away
    from love off on and on in life.. for falling into this trap as labyrinth of culture more.. more..
    and more.. so smiles.. i learn to love the most from those who will never stand lecturing
    from a class room podium at all.. just the sincere smiles of a child.. of God who has not
    been ravaged in school/work my friend.. a child of God who will smile from Birth to death
    for the only reason
    of feeling a smile
    of Love continuing
    with others my friend..
    and sure.. the other teacher
    is the voice within.. the voice
    that speaks through my pen now
    these days.. my friend.. the God
    who lives within.. the God who Sings
    in Einstein Equations.. and the young
    woman who had a standard IQ of less than
    or about 70.. who was the only one who kept
    in touch with my wife and i.. after i fell ill at work
    after all my years there.. where sure.. i was as nice
    to everyone as i am online.. and soon as i got sick and
    could not help anyone anymore.. i was forgotten and erased
    from the earth.. as far as folks reaching out to me.. but this one
    woman from work who was not ‘smart enough’ to finish loving us.. then..
    And sure.. that is my teacher.. the one who taught me to always call back..
    And yes.. she is much
    greater than Jesus as
    Jesus said in Luke 17 that
    to follow me you must hate
    your mother and father.. your
    brothers and sisters and your
    children too.. our friend was
    not holy enough to do that
    my friend.. our
    God incarnate
    in flesh and blood
    and only human too..
    but sure i forgive Jesus
    for his failings and praise
    my friend for fulfilling the prophecy
    by Saint John or whomever said the
    words in his chapter that there will be
    those who do much greater works than
    Jesus.. sure Tina and her friends have already
    come back again.. to do just that.. not many folks
    noticed them.. but i did.. and God tOld me to write about them..NOW..
    in how God speaks with no Standard IQ at all2.. as God is not trapped
    in human work/schools.. not then.. not now.. not ever when Free Verse..:)

    Other than that my friend.. when you said your dream
    is to be a writer.. YOU ARE A WRITER NOW.. otherwise
    how could you inspire all these words by a reader.. what
    you do here has no price of dollars.. what you do here my friend
    is Love.. i highly encourage you to do it.. even if it is only you and
    God one
    here as
    the writer
    within is the
    always NOW..
    greaTest writer oF aLL..
    and this God is a multi-
    Universe in every pen and iS i..
    too precious not to share with all..
    and when two humans
    connect in reciprocal
    whether that
    be verbal
    or totally
    like Dance..
    another multi-Universe
    of God is born when two
    or more come toGetHer like this..
    and a blog.. is a global phone of many
    now coming togetHeR potentially aS onE
    in real time reciprocal social communication.. now..
    the value of these connections my friend are greater
    than any book ever written.. including any sacred text..
    So let us write the Book of Himali and the Book of Fred
    with everyone and share with never an expectation of
    other now
    than giving..
    S H A r I N G..
    iF we care to.. of
    course with WiLL..
    and sure.. have the
    capacity to do it with
    the other responsibilities
    of life.. but you my friend
    have the gift of brevity.. in
    only a few short lines of Love..
    all of that is love.. put it out there if you can and will..
    and never worry if Love is smart enough or good enough
    without any
    words but perfect..
    as practice mY FriEnd..:)


    SMiLes my friEnd.. Lala..
    noW as my wife could tale
    ya.. and most of the folks
    who see my joy up close
    and personal in real life..
    i live in a dimension
    of Freedom
    of Joy
    that not
    many folks
    can fathom..
    and i know and
    feel this as i lived
    in that other dimension
    before.. not just the illness
    and pain.. but the shallow
    of heARt.. spiRit and
    miNd and
    BaLanCinG SoUl..
    and sure.. there IS A
    difference in remembering
    someone and reaching out
    when the other person is silent
    or ill in all the ways that comes..
    and surely i realize online that i am now..
    as politically incorrect as they come.. i sleep
    now with everyone as metaphor.. but i follow
    no cultural or religious rules by the book.. if one
    wants to have likes and shares and follows one
    must now follow the political rules my friend.. and
    i have enough support in real life.. not to have worry
    about that at all and the greatest support is the God
    who lives fully live within me.. anyWay.. now the folks
    who are my friends.. almost by default are the greatest
    Lovers of all online.. as they can over-look my freedoms..
    expressed at the highest human levels that most folks can
    not fathom now as expressed online in F iN Epic way.. and sure..
    the other person who reached out to you here when you were silent
    and as well to my friend Himali when she was silent.. is Zee.. in August..
    as sure i catch every detail every where i go.. hehe.. without my head exploding
    too.. WiNks.. anyWay.. Zee reached out to me.. you did.. and Rafiah did.. and Himali
    did too.. and does too.. no matter the distance.. the space and the time my friend..
    iSREAL NoW..
    Love remembers
    and reaches out…
    and sure.. not all folks
    are gifted this way now or
    even close to it.. but in the
    longest of runs in God terms
    those who love the most by reaching
    out are the greAtest gifted ones oF aLL..
    and i for one alWays honor them and
    cherish them as i Write and Dance on..
    sure.. love my friend.. friend is Love..
    you never owe me any words
    my friend.. as the gift
    is all in
    S H aRinG..
    bottom line..
    to me.. @least..
    a long bottom line.. and
    Smiles.. the nicest people
    in the world are Desi women..
    perhaps.. i came here to help them all..
    in some
    small way..
    as after all
    is said and done now
    there are many dark
    and sad brown eyes..
    still and that makes
    my green
    blue.. StiLL..:)


    As i just mentioned to another person.. Zee..
    you know.. Lala Rukh.. who has come
    back from almost a year of silence
    online.. and similar
    words to
    Himali now..
    who has also
    come back to blogging
    from months of silence..
    the thing you have in common
    with both of them.. is you are the
    only other one who reached out to
    them in their absence just since
    August to see how
    they were
    doing and
    that my friend
    makes you special
    in the most important
    way.. you not only love..
    you reach out to the silent
    ones as well..
    and truly
    back in the
    ‘old days’.. there
    would be those who would
    fall away from Society but then
    as my Great Aunt who was 94
    at the time said.. in the old days..
    people would travel far to check on
    them to make sure they are still okay..
    those were the human days my friend..
    you still live in the human days.. and that my friend.. even online..
    too.. is the greatest gift that God gives us.. to live the human days…
    aT the last breathe.. at the last rise of chest for heart beat what
    you and others..
    will likely
    remember then..
    is the Love you give..
    and that my friend is all
    one will take with them at that
    point.. stay blessed in giving friend..
    As Giving and Sharing is the higher power
    of God that lives as spark.. fire.. and Hurricane
    of WindS iN Fearless love that are fELt as Lightening
    to connect..
    the hUman
    oF LifE noW..:)

  26. WeLL.. for fAiir and balanced coverage..
    as iSreal news miGht like to do2..
    the last song named
    ‘My Sweet Lord’
    Harrison of the
    Beatles as oft confused
    by folks who do not listen
    carefully enough to the end of
    the Song.. is about the Supreme Lord
    of Krishna.. and not unlike the other major
    religions.. the sacred text attributed to Krishna
    does not have much to any room for laughs and lust..
    hmm.. and sure.. the Jesus dude is very very zealous if
    hating your parents.. children.. and brothers and sisters
    alike to adequately become his student is any reflection of
    that.. it’s serious do do.. do that it is.. hmm..
    Love your enemy and
    hate your children..
    oh.. the
    bi-polar of
    the dArk and liGht
    of liFe.. but truly.. bottom
    lines are.. hells bells and shit
    happens.. what you do with hell
    and shit has a great deal more to say
    ’bout yA than what you have received as gifts..
    the greaTEst Grace is to make hells bells and shit
    into good do do.. and not bad voodoo.. anything associated
    with harming otHeRs is bad voodoo.. and bringing happiness and
    pleasure in meaSure BaLanCinG is generAlly and basicAlly speaKing
    good do do.. and sure that meaSureS in balance of laughs and luSt
    sAMe.. and this more Big Lebowski Movie cool easy peaceful going
    Jesus Dude in the Giver Music Video here by Duke Dumont to give
    fuller credit where credit is due too.. provides the fAct that
    getting material stuff.. ain’t gonna stop the seagull
    shit from flying down from darker sKeYes of God
    too.. might aS WeLL do the best ya can
    with what ya got.. and enjoy now.
    a little stroll of liFe that includes
    a balance of lust and laughs
    and belly to belly love
    too.. and if you
    are into
    sure that
    beats frOwny
    face any day today
    of now i kNow for sure2..
    Give a little love if ya can..
    and sUre.. Give iT aLL ya can
    WORkING.. stuff is the stuff that sooner or
    later goes away.. Love lives forever within when it lives now..
    and that my friEnds.. IS A end for noW.. to continue later AS
    ‘Macro-Verse 700 Love Labor”.. as the labELs NOW continue
    to change but the essence of all that is as Love REMAINS noW..
    And sure.. in trying to determine the next name of the 701st Verse
    Of Longest Long Form Poem ever close to twice as long as that
    previous record holder from India that contained notes about
    the Krishna dude too.. if you were finishing up 42 months
    of witnessing for God of Nature per the Supreme
    Being oF all that is what would you call
    yoUr 701st verse of over 3.3
    plus million words
    of Ocean
    whole poem..
    would you make
    it dire and serious..
    or go all casual like when
    we eat at the Sunday Dinner
    place of Ryan’s on Sunday afternoon..
    i’ll go casual and come up with just anotHeR
    phrase of fun to eat or take out to go.. sure..
    ‘Fred’s All You Can Eat Buffet of Love’ the
    701st Verse of Ocean Whole Poem Long2..
    to be published soon online on 9082016..2
    to celebrate the whole dam thing.. that
    will continue on in that comments
    section too.. through
    9112016.. with
    an after party
    of thOughts
    to come
    after that
    on 9122016..
    as hey.. i’ll make
    a feast and a holiday
    for every now and day..
    juSt cause i can and WiLL iSREAL..
    juST ‘tween me and God2.. ALLNOW1..:)

  27. Well.. i suppose i should honor at least a couple
    more real flesh and blood friends here.. hehe..
    a Memory Facebook photo from a year ago..
    before i end this 700th Macro-Verse blog
    post.. with a dance friend Cortney..
    i really do not kNow that well..
    and of course the
    Wife Katrina..
    but hey..
    all folks in life
    who inspire are worth
    honoring.. and there now
    ain’t too many folks who
    are brave enough in real life
    to truly to get to know me.. anyWay.. hehe..
    and that’s oKAy.. the price of strange has benefits too..
    that greatLY exceed any negative aspects oF liFe to mE..:)

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