Macro-Verse 700 Love Labor





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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..:)


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
Miracles liGhT..
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..;)


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..
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..;)

Reasons to move deftly….

“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


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..
aLiVe oNline..:)


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 response 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..;)


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
i choose Fearless Love.. we got
spirit.. how ’bout you.. GO.. GO GO


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..;)


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..;)


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
is rather narrow in terms of no time NOW..:)


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..:)


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..;)


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..:)


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..:)


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..

~~ 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..:)


My Dearest Teacher

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..
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..:)


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..:)



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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25 Responses to Macro-Verse 700 Love Labor

  1. StArting off a 701st Macro Verse to Celebrate 42 months
    of Blog Poem Witnessing for God.. as hey.. don’t yA like
    A Meaning oF liFe.. likely only meaningful in totaLiTy
    to mE.. and sUre.. 42.. is kinda related to thaT
    iN sacred number cross many cultural ways..
    so why not make meaning and purpose
    iN MoVinG.. ConNecTing and creAtinG
    in HoLy SacRed Way of HeARt and
    SpiRiT exPreSsinG thaT heARt oF
    EmoTioNs.. aS SpiRiT iN miNd
    and boDy BaLanCinG soUL
    to regulate EmoTions..
    and inteGrATe seNses
    like a finely tuned cognitive
    executive functioning human
    race car sports car.. iN super laser
    focus and German Watch-like elegant
    precision too.. and hmm.. got a Lucifer
    Song by Alan Parsons that FiTs thiS theMe
    oF the Meaning oF liFE to mE iN 42 months
    aS a total of over 3.3 million words.. Ocean Poem
    total SonG oF mY SoUL way.. too.. and it’s kinda nice
    that the somewhat trusty Facebook Algorithm as Video
    Slide Movie Production Assistant welcomes me with a
    brief early Afternoon Labor Day workout-grind to come..
    even if the embedding feature for blogs is hardly working
    at all for the other photo muses from Facebook way.. but yes..
    aGaiN iT’s aLL free so i’ll jUst go wiTh the Flow of River Waves
    in Ocean Whole Poem Field of dreAMs waY as iF iT didn’t coMe
    to the pARty.. aLL FrEEd as such.. it wouldn’t be nearly as much
    fun Free.. hehe.. now.. as ’42 Fred Buffet oF aLL onE Can Eat Meaning
    oF liFE’.. yes i kNow and FeeL thAT IS A very LonG title as such by hey..
    what the heLL.. when the whole dam thing is sTiLL approaching 4.2 Million
    words.. iF iT ain’t already tHeRE.. if yA eAT the wHoLe dAM thing.. including
    comment snacks that eventuAlly make Novels out of Macro-Verses allone..;)

    Hmm.. and now i say.. i’m saYinG moRe.. i’Ve fELt the meaning oF liFe all mY
    liFE.. jUst haven’t been able to put iT into words and practice a meaning of LIFe
    in mY liFE that makes Heaven noW unTiL the end of July 2013.. at age 53.. hmm..
    better late than ever and never and now is alWays the best now oF aLL to geT the
    practice of life done better and better iN all the HoLY and sAcred waYs liFE can go
    and FeeL and SeNse and Be.. hehe.. so sure.. iT ain’t over ‘tiLL iT’s over so go ON..
    and aLways do more while liFe lives long.. iN now forevermorenowmoreeverfor now..:)

    And dVerse has a Haibun and Haiku prompt as one Force of Japanese strict Nature
    Form to come for Monday poetry liNks now.. and i for oNe WiLL go with my usual..
    Fredbun and Fredku Free verse way.. and sure mostly it will be about Nature but
    yA see Nature is sAMe as GoD allthatis for mE.. so sure that could include
    FucKinG everything.. anything.. and nothing at all in only metaphor of
    course.. hmm.. sure.. i kNow and FeeL.. i’M way too complicated now
    for most folks.. hmm.. but hey.. i for one lEarn thaT MakinG aLL
    sacred and Fearlessly Loving Holy IS A continuing path(s) and
    journey wHole getting better alWays noW aS
    Heaven now.. per the iSREaL KinGdoM oF
    God poTenTiAL.. in neuroplastic.. noW
    and epigenetic wayS Now..
    WiThiN.. DNA..
    set free as
    metaphor.. oF
    Quantum unleashed
    and reLeasED miNd and
    BoDy BaLanCinG SoUL
    ever more now.. NOW..
    theRe ain’t no strict
    juSt Do it
    NoW as Victory
    Nike symbol as Goddess
    of VicTory too.. VictorY for the
    WiN is WTF.. FTW i do.. how ’bout
    yA.. fight team fight team team liGht NoW..
    with words and paint and dAncE FeAT oF arT..:)


    Hi.. Candice.. this makes me
    wanna give you a hug.. so sure
    tight online hugs as ‘the
    women say’.. sMiLes..
    i test as nurturer
    sure.. not
    a gift
    from a father
    but yes.. one from
    Saint Mother as it
    were and still is.. however..
    it can’t last forever as the real
    world calls for an outcast.. and add
    in poor.. like eating peanut butter sandwiches
    every day as an only staple of life afforded with
    even three part time jobs.. and life is hard and lonely
    same in a college where you no longer know anyone.. this
    relates particularly to at least a lost year in college.. but
    overall small towns have anchors for even some of
    the most outcast oF all.. so i stayed for the
    anchors as Lord knows immigrating
    to Canada like you did would
    have tested me in
    the same way..
    probably even
    now.. as we are all social
    animals who need that connection
    and roles to live with each other.. nomadic
    societies that moved as villages are normal still
    evolving ways of human beings.. following subsistence
    and shelter together away from harsh environmental elements
    but anyone on their own moving to an entirely different country
    is quite a challenge.. and many women of many different countries
    do this today.. including my Friend Himali.. i readily admit i am not
    that strong.. to uproot my former outcast status comfort
    in my role now as town jester dancing guy as such..
    much.. and i really had to earn that social
    role in a fight at first for
    a right to dance..
    with folks
    in charge then..
    but ‘they’ got used to me..
    instead of me getting used
    to ‘them’ this go around.. and i
    appreciate a social role i direct..
    act.. and play as now.. instead of mastered
    by the control of others through decades as
    the modern slave world of work does over the
    freedoms of so many folks.. but sure.. the social
    connection is the meat of what makes life worth
    living for most ‘regular’ folks in life.. and i am regular
    enough to need a social role and that connection too
    as much or even
    more than
    else.. as
    the connection
    of nurture is what
    brought love to me and
    keeps it that way all fuzzy
    and warm.. like Bowling Alley
    Cheers Life where Norm is Strange as Norm…
    ironically so.. comfortable in my crazy own sKin.. Free..
    Hope you live in a wonderful place now.. my friend.. i’M
    thinKinG the U.K.. if i remember what you may have said before..
    Yeah.. and i’LL use ‘Life in a Northern Town’ for this.. but wait..
    nah.. i’LL use ‘Fast Car’.. working at the Bowling Center then..
    close to minimum wage before they converted it into a
    Federal Job.. living at home still at age 26.. still
    with a 1970 Maverick with no AC or Heat..
    dating a woman i met at the 2001 Club..
    later to find out she was already
    pregnant by someone else..
    but i stayed as i was
    so lonely..
    she on welfare..
    spent a few nights
    at the projects.. ate
    some welfare cheese
    too.. as she had a little
    girl too.. i bought my first
    cheap apartment and had
    the only second removed
    four person family
    i would
    i’ve been
    around my
    friend.. and
    it all ended up like this..
    there is always room for
    change.. there is ALWAYS
    i Love you Friend..
    with hugs of words..
    as i know the place
    of not only the lost
    but the
    poor in
    spirit too..
    waiting for a fast
    car to escape in FliGht..
    mine came in twinkle
    toes of stars and fingers..
    never ever would i have placed
    myself here then.. beYond my wildest dreAms..
    never give up.. and never stop dreaming.. my friend..:)

    Smiles.. this didn’t make the comments section for
    the post you just erased but i really liked it
    and this is an additional benefit
    of always
    before post..
    this one is for that one..;)


    Hi.. again.. Candice.. A Baker’s dozen.. A Baker’s
    mind.. 6 and a half
    of brain
    or more
    of what
    a soUl can
    expand or retract
    to be.. an act of mercy..
    an act to restrain.. an
    act to save.. a Baker’s
    Act of prison for weeks
    then days.. first @21
    manic as expanded brain
    can go.. and then at opposite
    side of black hole soul brain..@47…
    like i said..
    been around
    in that other comment
    in that other place too..
    and too.. both places of the mind that
    wanders too far.. as sure.. all reaLiTy
    that human constructs IS A Narrative story
    of what they’ve been told and shown or what
    they create for themselves.. the
    rest is moving
    and smaller
    parts and tapestry
    whole.. and then there
    IS A inner UniVerse of hUman
    soft and cozy.. wild and crazy now
    and or dark and dim.. and a spectrum
    oF aLL.. the inner Universe more complex
    than any God Dam astronomer has ever seen
    of space.. these stars of Neurons.. connected
    as Stars above.. trillions of paths.. journeys of
    memories that change at pace slow
    and fast and
    blur of
    now.. to go places
    where no one has gone
    before.. still frontiers within
    of Star Trek BRain
    but now then..
    the worst place
    oF aLL is when it all
    dies inside.. when the smiling
    face of the schizophrenic looks like
    heaven compared to a schizoid world..
    when schizotypal magic thinking beats depersonalization
    and dissociative identify disorder and beyond anhedonia
    of no feeling at all.. where anxiety clamps down on
    chest muscles and suffocates panic
    attacks as death
    as only
    can do for false..
    and real fears at
    organic level of neuro-chemicals
    and neuro-hormones the same..
    where Alexithymia.. separates
    language and emotion as well..
    in empty place of hell..
    where all of it is
    an Invisible Universe
    and sure.. pain disorders
    the same that no one sees
    but the person who lives in
    an entire UniVerse of Hell within
    now.. all trillions connections of
    Neurons working as
    a symphony
    of devils eYes
    real that view
    flames that are
    only cold and felt
    by those who suffer
    as the furniture and the
    couches no more human
    than the WALLS in the room..
    where the sound of the AC vent
    cannot be separated from self or
    others different or same.. So how does
    one paint the dark UniVerse of the soUL..
    will labels from the APA do.. or will one have
    to go to hell to see and feel it for oneself.. yes
    you will.. yes you will.. as there are no windows in
    hell.. there are no doors.. to get in or out..
    all there is
    is time
    in hell
    where a thousand
    years is one second..
    beyond any pain or feeling
    or sensing of nothingness
    that is nothing
    at all
    an electron..
    a last one swirling
    around a nucleus of life..

    Ha.. and people ask me
    why i am so happy.. been
    there done it.. ain’t going back
    to hell ever ever again.. once you’ve
    been ThErE.. happiness IS A FucKinG Olympic
    Sport you practice and never ever FucKinG GiVe uP..:)

    And you know what.. when you get out.. you tale the entire
    world in every way you can.. how to NOT go there the first time at
    all.. and you only want to get a gift large enough to tale folks
    what it’s like to be in hell.. only poetry can do the job..
    or screams of paintings.. etc..
    labels are just clothes
    no sKin of HeLL..
    and the most hilarious
    part is folks think there is
    a worst place than this after
    life.. something as wimpy as
    burning in fire for eternity or something
    like that when you only wish someone would
    douse you with flames to feel anything at all..
    or at
    to end
    it all
    the thing is
    we are born to live.
    we are born to live..
    and this is what makes
    hell the worst place ever
    is you still have no choice but to live
    without a trigger or another tool.. to an exit out..
    and nah.. i didn’t mention the 19 medical disorders
    including the worst pain known to humankind.. named
    trigeminal neuralgia from wake to sleep.. for 66 months..
    the dentist drill pain that never ended until i went to the
    worst place of all in nothing.. and wished for
    that pain to come
    a feather
    of heaven in hell..
    there are places that people
    go.. there are places that people
    go.. that not even the bravest demon
    of the soUL..
    it has no label
    but hell.. my friend..
    nor does that gravity
    of word do it justice for
    what most folks think hell is..
    and sure there IS A Song for this
    named “Hail to the King’.. where
    one has been both devil and hell
    and there is no difference.. but Life..
    and then one knows and feels who and
    what God is..
    all is connected..
    all is interrelated
    and the other place..
    where there is no place
    of that for either Devil AND Hell..
    so.. I kiss the ground beneath me..
    the sky above me.. the flesh that
    moves in the night as dance.. and
    the blood that warms my bones.. Hail
    to the bones that feel my Friend.. ALIVE..
    Stars oF eYes SuN that are no longer only duSt..
    GoD sKeYes..

  4. Now.. a happy change..
    to Earth.. Wind and Fire..
    Star.. and back to dVerse..
    dOne the Fred Fu at the gym..
    now for Fredbun and Fredku
    and PoeTry witH
    lInks to
    about Stars..:)

    And.. no more..
    birds tarred in oiLed
    in pits of HeLL
    wE riSE.. We aLivE
    We are Star BriGht.. HeAven nOW..
    KinGdOm oF God WiThiN aLiVe weAre..:)

    11:27 p.m…:)

    Diatoms of Stars
    in Moonlit waters
    of Ocean spRay..
    Lovers reflection
    as salt water
    skin.. gLows..

    of eYes..
    reflecting Love..:)

    Fire fly
    eYes stars
    humans noW
    love lit candles
    wonders magic..

    Fire Fly

    Star liGht.. Star briGht..
    so far aWay.. eYe viSion
    too dull to see you..
    sHades don’t hELp..
    enough as seNsuaLitY
    noW to be you inside..
    outside.. above.. so
    below and all aRound..
    star stuff are wE.. eYes
    Of LoVinG Star duSt.. every
    star iF iT could.. Jealous
    oF stars
    aS oUr

    God’s breaTh Now..
    Stars.. DancE.. orbiT
    HUmaN eYes..noW..:)

    GreaTest star oF liGht NiTe..
    Moon aBove.. ‘fore
    science.. distances..

    Love ‘gains
    star moon

    First of aLL..
    Bioman aka Microman..
    Hello.. i don’t think
    the administrator(s)
    had enough common ingenuity..
    or perhaps technical ‘expertise’..
    at dVerse.. to check your current post
    here for the dVerse prompt.. to make
    sure your last one didn’t post on the linkie..
    by accident.. on the list as you don’t link often at dVerse…
    ‘They’ usually help newer folks with this…

    Usually.. the last poem pasted..
    remains there.. on the linkie list..
    until it is changed to another link address..
    this is the one they can’t find.. on the current linkie list…

    Now.. back to your
    nice Haibun about the
    Southern Cross starry skies above…

    People used
    to treat folks like
    stars enough to find/see them..
    and allow them to fully clarify/verify..
    and validate tHeir communication too..

    i do Fredbun and Fredku
    And Martial Arts Fred Fu..
    the FucK aWay from
    Form.. NoW..
    Have a nice day..
    with essence..
    mY friEnd..:)

    iS core
    Star Force..:)

    i worked for the Federal
    Government for 25 years..
    the form monster almost killed
    me.. i left THAT so far bEhind…
    noW.. i have
    thE Yoda
    Force bacK
    as L i G H T..
    aWay from the
    dARk Force Form..

    oF liGht
    iS wHere it’S aT..;)

    PerHaps.. the greAtest
    star of hUman bEing
    IS A star wHo shines
    or not the
    star of Love
    comes back to them..

    Star bright
    Star Love
    HUman Shines..:)

    Cricket SinGs
    SonGs of starliT
    Voice.. WinGs
    oFF SinG
    lonEly fields
    aS Night breaThes..

    Rhythm.. beAT
    and Song SinGs.. oN..
    starliGht Cricket Bands..:)

    SMiLes.. home far
    enough away from
    city liGhts to
    see stARs
    in Lone
    skies away
    from culture briGht…

    PerHaps.. half the
    magic is abSenT
    ciTy liGht.. and Stress..:)

    Star Nurturing
    Star Monastery
    sAme.. covers oF
    Free rules oF led..
    BrinGer oF
    New noon nun
    Freedom sAid..

    Freedom SinGS
    starlit moon
    hAir reMains..:)

    HUman sTars oF sHine
    And absOrBinG liGht..
    wiLd things shine..
    morE LiGht..

    Shy Stars
    shy Stars..:)

    Too far South for aurora sKies..
    Gulf fire ceiLinG.. iN equinoX
    Star Sun…
    firE pasTel
    coloRs oN sugaR
    White Beach Love..

    Emerald waters
    fiRe bReath
    Star oF SuN..:)

    of Stars
    vs.. Dreamtime
    of hUman inner UniVerse..
    form makes illusion of concrete
    Stars form from DreAms of MiNd..
    oh.. Horatio.. never visits a textbook..
    or one step.. two step.. four+ step book
    of methods to stay
    on concrete
    of beFoRe..
    Miracles.. and
    FruiT oF dreAms..
    directly proportionate..
    as Belief becomes iSREaL..

    i would
    be dead..;)

    SMiLes.. thanks for this..
    as i haven’t thOught about
    my first kiss for perHaps a decade
    or more.. and nah.. no first time
    for the Alabama Girl
    visiting a little
    South in
    for Virgin
    boys who
    only dreamed of Girls..

    But only a kiss..
    But only a kiss
    and so much more FeeLinG..:)

    Starry Starry
    niGht.. as above
    so beLow..;)

    and the stars
    oF sigNificance
    aS 1 and 6 and 9
    for one above.. below..
    inside.. outside.. and all around
    as 6 and 9 swirls Golden Spiral..
    of Dancing
    Feat wHo
    Feats oF
    UniVerse sWirL
    iN BaLanCinG oF BeinG
    OnE WiTh GoD oF NaTure
    wHOle.. oh.. wHo new 42
    iS in this
    as liGht1..

    sTiLL eVolVinG3
    0ceAn wH0lE 4noW2..:)

    Stars looKinG
    Down uPon
    EARTh sKeYes..
    oh.. they eXclaim..
    HUman eYes shiNe
    BriGht HeArt too..
    FeeL whAt
    hUmans FeeL..
    Star Children forGeT
    thE BlesSinGs oF eYes
    wHo FeeL.. more than sHine…

    Starry Starry niGhts..
    art without FeeLInG
    iS oNly..

    eARTh heARt..:)

    MonKey arm
    stay hiGh
    aS liGht floaTs
    hiGher BaLaNcinG
    center of Gravity..
    to moon

    Sun says..
    hiGher hiGheR
    raise HoriZonS HiGheR..:)

    Sooner hUmanS
    reaLize NaturE
    and God is onE
    and sAMe.. sooner
    humaNs are no longeR
    doomed the do do bird
    of duh
    in harming
    sKeYes oF
    oNe and sAMe..

    Apex fools
    wHo kNoW
    And FeeL no hoMe..:)

    For those who
    gRound the oxytocin
    comfort receptors of feet
    to Mother EartH and
    see with
    of sKeYes..
    never are they
    anywHeRe but
    allone as
    of HoMe..

    Star liT
    soils soUl Loves..:)

    iN South Asia..
    look up to imaginary
    angles of connections
    oF StarS in sky.. finding
    sticks.. scratching sanskrit
    alphabet copies of connections
    oF sKy StarS.. iN sAnd..
    and noW
    wE sPeak
    Star Language
    as without Language
    there are no Stars or
    Skyscrapers of Angles
    or even Angels.. aLL iS
    lEft iS Essence oF GoD..
    iT aLL stARs witH A prEhensile
    thumb and digit oF FinGer.. noW
    bits and bytes bEcoMe 10 fingers plaYinG
    Keyboard oF SiGns thE sAMe.. wHeRe
    iT aLL bEgan
    as Digit of Finger
    and Art of Thumb
    comeS toGeTheR
    Scratching Angels of skY..
    iN sand.. now Digital Art aLiVe..

    Star Language..

    All caught
    uP with
    19 at 2:37
    more when morn comes..;)


  5. Congrats on celebrating your blog journey. You have made an amazing personal journey as well. I am happy you liberated yourself and are now flying free. I enjoyed the photos very much, as well.

    • Hi.. Sherry Blue Sky.. and i muSt
      say.. i sMiLe everynow.. i see/hear your
      Username as when
      wE so liberating
      it can be.. and surely
      the oTheR animals don’t spend
      tHeiR lives over the worries
      of hUman
      are so illusory
      and fabricated as social
      glue of misery loves company..
      in such a beautiful blue sky
      gift that Nature is as God
      sAMe to mE.. mY
      to see
      in A GRain of SAnd
      sMile of a ChiLd..
      purr of a cat..
      and event
      Lion who
      captures a pARt
      of the circle of liGht as LIFE..
      and dArk with Pleasure and pain
      to eAt.. to liVe…IS A kInG of NaTuRe..
      aLL thIS gifT oF liFe moRE for
      wE who come to see and feel
      aLL aS sAcRed and HoLy
      blood noW..
      to pleAsure More..
      sMiLes.. mY FriEnd..
      Sherry BlUe skY.. liVe
      iS PreSenT gifT for
      those who
      LoVe aLL liFe as Gift Now..:)

  6. SMiLes.. perHaps.. noW..
    my recent poEt exchange
    with a new poet from
    dVerse named
    is in
    order of Art here as rePeat..

    HUman sTars oF sHine
    And absOrBinG liGht..
    wiLd things shine..
    morE LiGht..

    Shy Stars
    shy Stars..:)

    Brian replies..

    I’m sure you’ve explained once upon a time,
    but why write with parTIil CapS?

    And i say in return..

    Art of Free
    Verse.. WiNks
    With over
    3.3 milLion
    Words of LonGest
    LonG Form Poem
    Ever at the 701st
    MacroVerse oF thaT
    Ocean Whole
    Poem wHerE
    sEA LiFe at
    Of the Ocean
    Can gET
    Lewis Carroll
    Rabbit wHole
    Strange and
    Not everyone’s
    Cup of tea but i’M
    In iT for the Different
    And never the SaMe
    As i personAlly
    Find inSame
    A little

    And now i say one line at a time
    for what i currently feel my
    literary device of changing
    caps and little
    letters mean
    in a uniVerse
    of a word
    or the form
    of a letter
    or number
    that hOlds the
    essence of the UniVerse
    wHole as weLL like the letter (meaning 42 too)
    H.. that sure.. if one does the metaphor
    work.. and cryptic meaSure.. could mean
    two ones coming toGeTheR leFt and RiGht
    HemisPheRe of the BraIN HoLdinG Hands
    togeTheR for BaLanCinG miNd and boDy
    H soUL.. 11 same symbol for east and west
    hemispheRe oF GloBe coMinG toGeTheR
    HOldinG hAnds toGeTher with North
    and South Latitudes oNliNE
    iN E-Ways noW..
    sAMe for
    two 11’s
    22 sAme..
    for fOur BaLaNcinG
    all around the World as
    Now.. but yA see iT iS a little
    more than that iT is the reaLiTy
    that all huMan siGn LanGuage is
    metaphor iN only approximation of
    the essence of GoD oF Nature reaLiTy
    that lies beneath the TRuTh and liGht
    and Dark and Lies of hUman symbols too
    aWay from Greater lights of essence sTiLL
    juSt waiting.. inside.. outside.. above.. so below
    and all around.. to groW as OcEAn wHOle poEtry
    oF aLL arT and sciEnce hOlding hands as H strong
    noW for hUman poTenTiAl all as one big TenT to be
    reAlized more and more and more and more.. and not
    stuck in the literal dogma of poems interpreted this way
    and not that way more.. for example..the F iN Bible/Kuran that of course
    IS A tool(s) for social bonding more than actual essence oF TruTh and liGht..
    and more on that in a while of course.. as the SonG oF mY SoUL moVeS oN..;)

    And oh boy or girl.. etc.. and or whatever.. here is another here too..;)

    Where Lady Nyo requests clarification
    if i am writing a comment or a poem..
    in response to her poetry..
    so i say.. in return
    to the comment
    poem i
    here as
    repeated from earlier..

    GreaTest star oF liGht NiTe..
    Moon aBove.. ‘fore
    science.. distances..

    Love ‘gains
    star moon

    SMiLes my FriEnd.. Lady Nyo..
    aLL i write is poEtry..
    it’s kinda what iS
    required when one
    is currently wriTing the
    Longest Long Form poEm
    ever.. i find inspiration around
    the world.. and you juSt happen
    to be a current one on dVerse.. but
    sure i alWays bRing deeper meanings on topic..
    but you kNow/FeeL.. not all poeTry
    is meant to be twitter
    style and easy..
    so when
    i go this
    deep iT
    iS a meASure
    of mY respect for
    yOur poTential understanding..
    and in this case.. i was seeing yOur
    poem in a way wHere moon becomes
    star and StiLL meets the requirement
    of the prompt.. your paragraphs are
    short.. it would be silly
    for someone
    to complain
    about the total
    length.. and they
    will not ’cause you
    are vanilla enough in form
    of poetry to meet the overall grade..
    sMiLes my FriEnd.. tHere IS A HiStory
    bEhind different
    and it
    remembered more..
    i already wrote the longest
    long form poem in the history
    of hUman Kind at over 3.3 million
    words and in doing so witnessed
    for the God of Nature.. and no..
    no myths.. now for 42 months..
    and have danced in public too..
    3 years now for about 6K miles
    at the ripe age.. 56.. i do things
    most folks couldn’t imagine doing..
    ’cause i live noW as
    aRt from fingers
    to toes
    of my liFe..
    the deeper story
    is i went to a literal
    hell on earth for 66 months…
    but the full story is actually about 12M
    words online since Thanks Giving
    day.. of November 26th 2010..
    it could be safe now to
    say that A “Beethoven..
    or Einstein.. and
    perhaps Whitman..
    Blake and more”
    crossed your path
    today.. now..
    per empirical
    measure of course..
    as i ain’t in this for likes..
    shares.. followers.. or a dollar
    bill.. i am in this for the heaven of now
    as Art as liFe.. and that my friEnd IS
    A continuing Epic liFe practice noW..
    and no.. i’m not REALLy crazy..;)
    25 years of retired Government
    service.. 3 college degrees.. best..
    a beautiful loving wife who never ages..
    and all that i document in the longest
    long form poem ever better named
    as SonG oF mY SoUL.. key being
    it is
    in all the
    ways that comes..
    including selfies with
    1000 plus dancing girls..
    anyWay.. now.. i don’t miNd
    explaining.. writers bLock noW
    is not in mY uniVerse.. mY friEnd
    as use or lose applies to all stuff
    animal life.. and i make the most of
    every second of liFE.. maKinG iT aLL
    holy and sacred from head to toe..
    i find your
    poetry inspiring..
    and as i as me now..
    the greaTest compliment
    i could receive is if someone
    responded to my poeTry with
    the greAtest art at the moment
    they could do.. but haha.. some folks
    are worried about copyrighting art.. as
    sure they feel like they own art.. nah.. i can
    not sell
    my soUL
    like that
    iT is free
    for the sharing
    and giving everywHere i go..
    and that is the secret
    of the epic
    success of
    my liFe FReED as ArT NoW all ’round..
    mY FriEnd.. Giving and Sharing FREE..
    and if tHeRe is ever anything you don’t like
    you see me write here as you come back on
    the dVerse trail.. you are welcome to delete
    or even moderate me out.. as sure i’ve
    experienced that too.. even
    by the leader
    of the band
    and his
    RiGhT hand
    Haibun friend..
    in short.. i copy
    and paste to my
    longest long form
    continuing free verse
    poem every now before i
    press the post
    post comment
    i go.. now
    in the 701st
    of around a half
    a Novel now or so
    size in three days…
    this.. another micro-
    verse of that Macro-
    Verse of Ocean wHole Poem..

    has no
    limits.. FriEnd..

    SAdly.. some folks

    i can’t..

    i’Ve been to iSREAL heLL..
    where all is limit and
    there is no art @aLL..

    i CAN..
    i WiLL..
    Do aLL MORE..noW..
    witH Fearless LOVE..
    tHeRe is nothing Luke
    Warm aBout me.. as i’Ve
    aLready been to n0thing @aLL..:)

  7. So.. what next.. sure..
    Now that’s a very positive title for a first few of very symbolic and cryptic
    Macro-Verses as shared by the more cooperating Facebook
    Algorithm.. that is once again
    giving me access
    to edit
    new words
    for memories
    from three years ago..
    for some algorithm bug
    reason.. it seems.. i couldn’t
    get access to my year ago.. profile
    pic photo.. as memory yesterday with
    my Bart Simpson Last Perfect Man
    T-Shirt.. with Katrina and
    Dance Friend
    just for fun..
    of course.. to write
    some more poetry in
    small talk way too..
    as sure it
    kinda deeply
    symbolic and
    cryptic around
    here too.. hehe..
    just a reminder that this
    is art.. and i am just another
    dude sitting in his underwear behind
    a keyboard.. currently fresh out of potato chips
    to snack on.. haha.. in other words i have no
    delusions i am THE savior of the world..
    as it will take an entire army
    of saviors to
    get a job
    of saving
    folks from real
    iSREaL heLL today..
    but sure there are folks
    who are so.. so different who
    have come along the way who have
    helped with much toil and trouble in a lonely
    hearts club band of sorts.. to help set people free
    in ways.. of emotions.. senses.. and sexuality too..
    and yes.. oh God.. Dogma too.. the paRt of human nature
    that says if you do not believe and act on what i literally
    tale you in written and spoken words you will
    lose face in the social
    group and
    never get
    a job and F iN
    Starve to death..
    and this is where Aleister
    Crowley.. played a part last
    century as the so-called Wickedest
    Man in the World.. who believed in following
    a true will in accordance with Nature’s Will too
    aka God iF you WiLL too.. but yes.. Mr. Crowley
    was challenged emotionally and empathically
    of course.. as torturing small animals
    when young.. and leaving
    fellow mountain climbers
    to die on snowy
    death trails
    does sTiLL
    now show..
    as if you didn’t
    kNow/FeeL some folks are
    born without the ability to feel
    other folks pleasure.. now for the
    compassion and feeling empathy
    of feeling the pain of others in averse
    way.. in fact.. some folks brains in innate
    and organic way are so fucked up that to then/now
    see other folks in pain brings them organic pleasure..
    and yes.. the brain can be re-wired by environment of
    social stresses to go this S and M Way of being too.. as
    a somewhat twisted practice of life where pain and pleasure
    becomes one.. but let’s remember the animal Kingdom as whole
    as Cat Sex is not as fun for female cats as human animal women
    sure.. and yes.. there are gang cat rapes.. as nature shows
    all who are ‘gifted’ with penises with barbed tips that stick..
    too.. the undomesticated cat.. is a wild one.. there is
    no doubt about that any less than
    big cats sure..
    and yes..
    even in human
    beings the aggression
    and pleasure centers are
    closely related.. and it doesn’t
    take too much to get that all messed
    up for more pain than pleasure.. aggression..
    yes.. raping warring ways of being.. when the Garden
    of Love as empathy and compassion is not continually
    watered from birth there on.. wars on soils.. spells
    less empathy and compassion for those
    who enter into a pact
    of spilling
    live by love
    or die by the sword
    is deeper than just metal
    of words.. empty feelings.. cold
    ways of raping and warring beings..
    gives an explanation still of why there
    is so much misery and suffering still promoted
    in sections of Kuran and Bible still for the fair
    gender as woman of the human race still..
    Aleister was born this way into
    a pastoring Christian
    and without
    fear and regret
    and worry over being
    accepted or not in the social
    group gave him a certain cold
    advantage out of the group warm
    and fuzzy social empathy of singing
    off the same sheet music of church no
    matter how craaazzzzy in illogical ways
    of reality it was.. like Love your enemy
    and hate your children.. in the same
    New Testament whole.. live
    by the sword.. die by
    the sword.. and
    i bring a
    sword and
    not peace for all..
    sure folks over look the
    bad parts.. but when it starts
    out as if you don’t believe we will
    burn you at the stake.. or imprison
    you or crucify you.. as still happens in
    some extremists Islam ways.. you tend
    to cooperate no matter how illogical and
    out of reason written words are just to get
    basic subsistence and survival from
    day to day.. Religion by Force
    works for obvious
    reasons of
    fears and
    punishments and
    to suggest there is
    no compulsion in Muslim
    religions is to truly have
    a huge board in one’s eYes
    bigger than the Titanic perhaps now sTiLL
    but yes.. i have been witness to online friends
    saying there is no compulsion for religion and
    on the other side of the mouth say.. i’m not gonna
    condemn the burying of Lesbian women to their
    Chest in Iran.. so they cannot cover their eyes
    when stoned to death.. pushing homosexual
    folks over roofs.. and prison for
    adultery after
    you’ve been
    at age 12 by
    a 60 year old
    man.. and such
    as that as cattle to breed..
    Aleister’s advantage was.. he
    inherited his Dad’s bucks and did not
    have to conform to what society said to
    live.. he went out on a vision quest.. true.. without
    much empathy and compassion but never the less back then..
    he experimented with his human potential and even science
    is vindicating in part some of what he found to increase human
    potential.. particularly what he named as sex magic.. increasing
    intent of change.. which as science shows now.. lust increases
    dopamine creativity in the brain.. and that makes productivity
    and results a more happening thing for now.. as action
    karma will make consequences in a life fully lived iN
    BaLanCinG oF lust and love entirely across
    the life span.. and something
    that just doesn’t
    quit all together
    after a couple starts
    and stops in act of
    making children.. hmm..
    prudish ways of being.. like
    saying lust is only for the procreative
    acts.. don’t even understand tHeir greatest
    God Given potential as a balance of lust
    and love from wake to sleep across the
    life span.. to be all that we
    can be all the
    nows that go
    on in a real BaLAnCinG
    Act of Heaven isREAL now..
    hmm.. sure.. Aleister was all about
    Freedom.. but when he contacted his
    inner creative voice that he gave some kind
    of Egyptian God beings a name for.. instead of
    seeing it the essence of creativity whole as generated
    by nature and nurture same in genetic memory too..
    it was rather harsh.. as a psychopathic
    non-prosocially emotional feeling
    dude might be.. and do.. and act oN..
    was not good
    and for weak folks
    when science clearly shows
    now that compassion and empathy
    in the social cooperation of human being
    is the pARt that even allowed us to develop
    written language.. collective intelligence and
    culture as complex and crazy and good as it can get
    now too..anyway.. when i first heard Sting.. the Singer
    from the Police say he studied this man’s writings..
    i kNew there had to be something deeper
    than just another psychic reading
    in an old falling down
    building on the
    outskirts of
    town to
    make a buck
    for another meal
    as such for charlatans
    too.. and true.. he saw love
    as the greater perfection of
    human potential set free with
    True Will as BeinG BaLanCinG
    with Nature aLL.. but he was missing
    the soft and tender pArts.. of kitty purrs
    and puppy smiles.. no less really in some
    ways as John Nash and his social game theory
    that did not take fully into account the human
    heARt… yes.. Mr. Crowley had some liGht stuff
    mixed with dArk.. and perHaps the Beatles
    secret name for Him as Sargent Pepper
    as metaphor for the Devil’s
    Chief of staff this
    man who named
    himself as anti-christ
    embraced as part of his
    cold and unfeeling nature too..
    struggling with addiction as these
    folks with this brain issue that is broke
    often do too.. he was just another human
    with ups and downs finding his way.. and in
    his own way he did try to help folks in the way
    he saw life then.. sadly though his promotion
    of substance drugs to enhance the creative
    experience of life.. has in part
    motivated the
    demise of
    Rock and Roll
    Musicians like Jim
    Morrison and others
    along the way.. the key is
    as even he and Buddha says..
    don’t take anyone’s words as the
    gospel truth and light for you.. as an
    individual.. if for no other reason than
    science shows we are not cookie cutter
    humans and what applies for happiness for
    one person.. is fifty shades of grey for the other
    one that they really cannot help.. and sometimes
    cannot change.. understanding in cognitive empathy
    is the other part of love that most folks fail to pursue..
    to understand what makes folks tick is so much easier to
    have compassion and empathy for all.. as truly.. empirically
    speaking.. Mr. Crowley was born into A hell.. either innately
    or something perhaps refrigerator parents helped
    to grow.. Love is the Drug that feels as
    well as helps too.. Love is the
    Feeling that Fills
    one up
    from wake
    to last eye lid
    close of a liFe
    fully felt in MoVinG
    CoNNecTinG ways with
    otHeRs in Creation Activity FuN..
    with of course the struggles and grief
    of loss that is part and parcel of actuAlly FeeLinG Love..
    And yes.. the Catholic Church and early leaders like
    Saint Augustine.. promoted a way of life
    away from nature real
    and suggesting
    have original
    sin too.. truth
    and light be told..
    there is more original
    sins in books than Nature
    ever does when Free as US..
    more on this in the attached Macro-
    Verse link too.. and so much more all over
    free net too..
    that trUly iS beCoMinG
    more and more the SonG oF the
    Entire Human Race SoUL.. for an
    unabridged almost InfiNite light of hUman Bible NoW…
    We live
    in very
    and freer days..
    the best of days are now..
    for those who seek.. find
    and practice Heaven NoW..
    settling juSt for what some
    folks sAid thouSands of years
    ago.. iS tRuly weak aS God Given hUman NaturE Now..:)

    Casino Royale Wolf.. a Macro Verse Memory
    from two years ago.. a year into monthly
    trips at Biloxi Casinos by then..
    and utilizing more
    my iPhone5s camera
    then to capture
    Nature’s beauty wHole..
    Human Freedom lives wiLd
    from head to toe to eArth wHole..:)

    And with all that said..
    now for Sun and Sand
    Dance and sure
    for folks
    as brave
    as Sting..
    i’m alWays
    available to answer questions..
    and hey.. i ain’t even effectively blind anymore..
    and can hear music of beauty as well as seeing art oF liGht morE noW..
    mY Way
    more as
    Heaven aLL NoW2..:)

    Oh by the way..
    per Ghost in the Machine..
    and Sting’s 666 reference
    to the great 666.. that Aleister
    Crowley identified himself as such
    that the Police and Sting show as
    cover art on their.. album
    in broken computer screen
    symbols then now as such..
    is likely at least
    in reference
    to Aleister
    or someone
    who teaches
    very much like him..
    perhaps like Captain Salt
    of the future too.. remember..
    Horatio.. liFe is more complicated
    than science.. life IS A canvas and
    tapestry of aRt.. wHere we are aLL actors
    iN a play.. that has no iSREAL distance
    space or time.. can i prove that.. nah..
    it goes much much deeper into
    a rabbit wHole
    of Lewis
    than i can
    create foR Now..
    i FeeL and SenSe
    volumes more oF iNformation
    deep deep within than i currently
    can put into words.. but as ‘they’ say..
    makes noW
    more practice
    and leaps of greater
    understanding coMe as
    aRt of HeARt.. SpiRiT
    ExpresSinG sO muCh moRe
    as miNd and BoDy BaLanCinG
    soUL foR nOW more..
    paths do
    come paths
    go and the
    journeY of living
    Loving Life fearlessly iS noW..
    and 35 years ago to date on September
    6th 1981.. 9061981.. is when my first
    Vision Quest at age 21 was in full swing
    then.. and sure that was the year this
    song by
    the police
    came out
    too.. Secret
    Journey.. for mE
    wide wake.. wiDe
    open as Synchronicity now2..
    i lived in a place and time
    then wHere the only hope of finding
    deeper meanings of liFe were through
    musicians like the Police.. Rush.. Led
    Zeppelin and Styx who not surprisingly
    now most all had some connection
    to the freer teachings
    of Aleister
    Crowley then..
    God is an equal
    opportunity employer..
    God doesn’t discriminate
    against folks based on
    how God makes
    noW as both dArk and liGht..
    never discount anyone has having
    trUth and liGht and to yoUr best
    future.. never discount anyone from
    having liEs and dArk.. wE are all hUman
    dArk and
    liGht as that
    iS Nature and God2..
    1 bottom liNe noW STiLL2..:)

  8. Still haven’t made it
    to sun and sand dance..
    but dVerse has a newest
    Tuesday prompt with
    inspiration as wishing
    as its theme.. wishing
    is the verbal act of believing
    in positive thoughts of let it
    be written too and it shall be done
    as Kingdom come iSREAL noW for
    those who still remember how to click
    tHeir golden
    spiral slippers
    noW of fearless
    Love toGetHeR
    to make magic iSReaL
    and sure as science shows
    the act of belief per prayer of
    what they name as placebo
    pill is as real as the same
    Nocebo effect that
    in literal
    can make
    one sick in ways
    of thoughts.. actions
    and consequences too..
    bottom line.. we have a lot
    of say/do about the reality of WE..
    what we BrinG to reAliTy all liT
    uP iSREaL as real geTS noW..
    make it all sacred and holy and
    believe in miracles.. magic same..
    do it with 100% no doubt and fear..
    and faith.. hope… and belief the same..
    and juST see what happens when lucid
    waking Dreams come iSREAL.. if you haven’t
    seen enough of them on my blogs over the last
    42 months as i witness in real time now for GOD
    oF naTure aLL you missed the wHOle point of this
    that the hiGher power of God of Nature gifted in
    human nature in terms of let it be written as
    art for positive action and consequence
    same is the stuff of miracles
    of incredible
    and more
    amazing sTiLL..
    anyway.. a few folks
    have linked and i’LL get
    a little sTart for beLiEve thEre
    as thiS i what i do every now.. with
    yes.. once aGAiN 100% Hope.. Faith
    and Belief.. with zero illusory doubts
    and fears.. with FEARLESS LOVE iSReaL
    under WiLL of focus in cognitive executive
    functioning in emotional regulation
    and sensory integration
    that MoVinG
    and ConnEcTinG
    and creAting
    with ImAginAtiOn
    tooLs of Art is what
    a never ending story
    of juST anoTheR mOOn
    chiLd is all a’Bout too noW..;)

    Life blooms with
    wishes of Fearless
    Hopeful Love..
    in FaLL
    of doubt
    and illusory
    fears growing
    to hate.. Wishes
    dream with never
    doubt.. fear.. and hate..
    FloWers Rose kNowS and
    FeeLs onLy liGht oF Tidal Wave..:)

    The sun’s sTilL ouT be back with
    more Wishes..oFearless iSREALoVE..:)

    2:28 pm.. 09062016

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

    The fragrance in your home when
    you are making a garlic cheese bread.
    Heart Emoticon

    And i say in return..

    You remind
    Me to eat..

    Then later when dancing in sun and sand.. i visit her blog in smart phone way…

    And then i say..
    after coming inside..
    with 10 fingers to play..

    WeLL.. my friEnd…
    hmm.. no more elegantly
    painted and adorned Mehndi
    for feat oF art as hands or feet
    today.. actuAlly
    September 3rd..
    as for some
    reason i never
    get notifications
    for your posts as
    sure.. Fred alWays
    comes back.. usuAlly
    iN somewhat full bloom..
    ah.. and yes.. sure.. youR Flower
    Wilts and Blooms.. after all is said
    and done.. Dr. WHo after all has
    done that 12 times too.. coming
    back even with a different face2..
    ah.. but the essence of Face
    is heARt mY friEnd.. Rafiah..
    aS SpiRit eXpreSsinG EmoTioNs
    oF heArt and miNd and boDy soUL
    BaLanCinG isREAL now.. and it’s trUe..
    the greaTEst droughts for flowers of wilt
    produce the greAtest Colors of beauty too..
    And that is what i like and love about my Rafiah
    FriEnd.. sure.. her wilts are somewhat predictable
    but her flower.. alWays comes back too.. to me too…
    And by now you are finishing a full plate of Garlic Bread..
    Merry and Happy will Rafiah be with a full tummy of cheese
    with that Garlic Bread too.. anyWay.. like i said.. i wiLL share some with you..:)

  10. The somewhat trusty Facebook Algorithm..
    Assistant Brings another record
    slide show event of my
    Afternoon prelude to
    store dance.. as
    well as some actual
    Dance related activities
    at Super Walmart.. of course..
    all still photos coming to my Macro-Verse
    as well as i am still writing thaT as i speak now.. hehe..
    what else.. OMG.. it is always so much fun to dance free
    ya go like
    a Dancing
    Beast Mode Dude..;)

  11. Facebook Friend Greg.. and Decades co-worker at
    the Good Old Military Bowling Center at
    the local Navy Station here..
    provides a share of a Super-Yoga
    exercise that has been circulating online
    since about 2008 from a CBS Local Broad
    cast station.. that’s basically a bunch of squats
    without weights and your fingers holding the opposite..
    left and right ear lobes.. to stimulate and balance miNd
    and BoDy toGether aS oNe.. touted as therapy for ADHD.. etc..
    and Autism too.. as science is truly showing the realiTy now
    that the body keeps score in terms of cognitive executive
    functioning in laser focus and greater short term
    working memory too.. when an art of moving
    all around free style comes into
    a practice of every day life..
    no FucKinG duh.. why do ya
    think and feel some autistic kids
    are already stimming around and on and on
    twirling in free style whirls.. as they
    AND INTUITIVELY AS SUCH.. but nah.. for years parents and teachers
    have said sit and stand still.. no fidgeting.. quiet hands please.. be a good
    little robot in your chair at school for 6 hours or so.. before ya go home and
    vegetate in front of screens until it is time to go to sleep.. and start the
    zombie still living dead routine all over again.. like a TwiLiGht
    ZonE that is FUCKING ISREAL TODAY.. in most
    local homes of children who live in
    this brave and really ignorant
    world of once what was
    an invisible peoples of human
    beings who moved like the big
    cats on the Savannah or smaller
    primates to capture prey and escape
    predator.. by foraging.. in making little
    to no noise on ground left foot.. right
    foot in FucKinG YoGA everyday
    balance.. and conserving
    life giving calories
    too.. by.. expending
    the least amount of energy
    in moving with gravity to get the
    job of life done before the end of the
    day comes and goes again.. and hell no..
    this don’t take lessons and strict routines..
    animals set free including humans are all real FucKinG
    Free Verse MoVinG DanCinG BaLanCinG creatures noW when
    set free.. full of emotions not repressed or oppressed
    same in pro-social ways.. expressing a balance of desire
    of lust and love the same.. and hell yes.. and hell no.. you don’t
    have to learn this metaphor of Kundalini in a book.. more like
    the video wisely says above.. it is the essence of the emotions
    and senses set free in grace that most gender role stuck males
    and cardboard women folks think is a woman’s gender role only
    in life to move like this in grace and balance free to express emotions
    and senses like an Arabian veiled dancer grinding her hips and belly
    in dance for why may surely come for the reproduction and creativity
    and greater productivity in life before… during.. and after the belly
    dance too.. anyway.. suggesting that desire.. and lust and love
    and all stuff associated with human is sinful or evil
    or even original sin too.. is simply not
    to be human and live in books
    and words ancient and
    the fall of human
    who was simply in touch
    with the source of Mother Nature
    TrUe God and Same toGeThEr oNe noW
    iN BaLanCinG lust and love for life
    and sure a warrior spirit
    of defense for the
    gift of life
    free too..
    yeah.. baby.. as Austin
    Powers might say.. i live
    this free Kundalini RiSinG
    Risen thingie in the free dance
    everywHeRe i go.. where every cell
    and peptide receptor for neurochemicals
    and neurohormones same flow free from the
    brain to the real Kundalini serpent that is
    the vagal nerve from brain to gut.. listening
    to higher vibration positive music.. and song
    and making my entire body a groWinG synching
    instrument of liGht As SinG and SonG and DancE
    of God one running as river current all around my body
    free to shine that light out into the Universe too.. aS SonG oF mY SoUL
    GRows louder and louder.. and never ends now.. as energetic Force FReED..:)

  12. Facebook Friend.. Michael..
    shares another
    super cool
    En Name
    for others
    to use to for personal views..
    and i take the test with the following
    test score results all automatic
    of course.. as folks
    these days
    ain’t too
    thinking deeper
    in the moment and
    stuff like that.. hehe..

    Success for me is
    not success
    Modern Culture for that..
    anyWay.. ‘this’ graphic provided
    by the En Name test thingie on FB..
    fully illustrating artistic success in Japan
    as translating the pen name Katie into what
    it means
    in Japanese
    truly has deeper
    meaning iN the graphic
    art wHeRe the eye of i and the
    exclamation of spirit blends seamlessly
    with the canvas and God of Nature brush
    aS oNe..
    or in other
    words it can
    be difficult to
    snatch the pebble
    from my hand.. Grasshopper..
    hehe.. with humor and lust for life too..
    desiring all that is human liGht and MoVinG
    from all that is hUman DaRk.. in ways of senses
    and emotions that are associated with all stuff doubt
    and hate..
    and some great
    successful philosopher
    for art of human heARt and
    SpiRiT exPreSsinG that hUman
    heArt as mINd and BoDy sOul
    eXclaimed and ‘splained in
    BaLanCinG YiN and YanG
    way even
    per say..
    and pray..
    Ameen.. i say..:)

  13. Hello.. dude.. who keeps calling for
    an uprising on You Tube.. first.. of
    all.. someone as fearful and hateful
    as you will probably read this.. as it is
    just too unusual to pass up.. hehe.. but regardless..
    today.. you are going to be a muse for me.. in dArk way..
    as TVC Mario.. has turned over
    a leaf for light
    it seems..
    and i will continue
    to monitor this light..
    as all good watchmen and
    women do.. and God’s court
    reporters too.. and eventually
    personally laud him for his efforts
    of liGht as paRt of the longest long form
    poem in history.. SonG oF mY SoUL.. also
    serving Witness for God of Nature now for
    42 months.. as words surpass 3.3 million
    words of Praise and given Glory to the
    God of Nature whole
    in Yin
    way too..
    so sure.. in a way
    you might even be famous
    as soon as folks get smart enough
    in years to come to understand all of
    what i do in life for now.. as i’m kinda like
    superman in a way.. but a thief in the night
    instead.. of superman fame in the
    modern world sense
    of material
    of course..
    anyway.. i’ll leave
    a link to my current
    700th MacroVerse as
    when i saw Mario hug that
    little kitty at the end of his videos..
    i knew and fELt he was onE lost sheep
    iN dARk who had the potential of moving
    into the brilliant liGht of the Good Cop Jesus
    as human archetype developed over the ages
    from Sages in the old world.. and sure.. refined
    by ways of three to four hundred thousand
    minor to major mistakes.. including
    old testament ways..
    and of course
    only likely
    two books in
    the New Testament
    as authored by Paul
    in letters to the Ephesians
    that are even not forgeries per say
    too.. although in bible scholarship they
    use another word so it won’t sound so
    criminal.. if you will.. hehe.. and sure..
    every pastor that goes to
    a REAL Divinity
    Bart Ehrman
    from Princeton.. gets
    these real facts about the
    bible.. but some folks are too
    pure inside.. like Bart.. to continue
    on and hide it from the congregations…
    as every coach of every football team knows
    and feels to give a pep talk that focuses on the
    pluses and ignores the negatives of go team go..
    like Vince Lombardi did.. oh.. so well.. in the spirit
    of win team.. win.. second to none.. in the spirit
    of excellence that lasts far far after the
    last victory song of school..
    hmm… so yes.. my friEnd..
    who i cannot find any
    light of love
    here on
    you tube
    channel.. not even
    a shadow of love.. only
    illusory fears.. doubts and
    hate.. which true.. represents
    the Bad Cop Jesus as literally
    received in the New Testament in
    Luke.. Chapter 17.. who says to follow
    me you must hate your father and mother
    and sisters and brothers and children too..
    if their beliefs differ from what i teach.. and
    yes.. who also says.. i do not bring peace i bring a sword..
    well as you always try to intimidate folks here with your
    big man sword.. saying come to my home and say that
    to my face and there will be some kind of consequence…
    haha.. of course you don’t show your face here.. so maybe
    ya got some big conservative guns that are metal
    instead of arms to go along
    with your angry
    voice here..
    but as
    artists like
    Bruce Lee and
    me.. we know/feel power
    comes from grace and love
    and never ever wearing yourself
    out with adrenaline associated neurohormones
    that just makes ya weaker after they go away..
    where ya would never last 4 rounds in a
    real martial arts contest with
    a Bruce Lee
    as such..
    in a real fight
    for your life my friend..
    that would come as grace
    and power instead of fight
    or flight fear.. i come with the
    Golden Love of God as gifted to
    Humans and Bonobos alike.. oh
    yeah.. and saying human lust is evil..
    is equally bad cop Jesus too.. as the Bonobo
    is the most peaceful loving lusty primate who
    almost never has to resort to violence to settle
    disputes as they use all stuff associated with lust
    to cure that part.. and that my friend.. is why folks
    who don’t repress/oppress tHeir pro-social emotions
    including.. lust that is associated with all pro-social
    emotions when balanced with
    love.. live most
    like they
    do at Hollywood
    parties… haha.. in
    real life now.. without
    even any bucks.. fame
    or success in the rave of
    dance hall night.. any
    way.. until you show
    a spark of the Golden
    Love of the Good Cop Jesus..
    here.. perhaps you will stay as
    a proven greatest lost sheep of all
    in the modern age.. but no.. you are
    far from alone.. like all the staunch supporters
    of the Bad Cop Trump too.. as sure.. Misery STiLL
    Loves FucKinG company.. conspiracy theories.. etc..
    that means as long as you spread doubt..
    fear.. and hate.. your you tube
    pennies will keep
    coming in..
    but in case
    you haven’t heard..
    as ‘they’ recently spoke to
    on Mario’s channel.. Youtube
    is going to de-monetize
    ‘hater videos’ like this..
    and sure the
    is not
    nearly as
    popular in making
    bucks in anything you
    do.. for good reason.. the
    reward is in the light itself
    my friEnd.. for those with the
    ability to see.. hear.. and feel
    the most Brilliant liGht of all.. the
    liGht oF Fearless Love of the Good Cop
    Jesus who has finally come back to the
    earth in millions of folks and more in a Rapture of Love
    an invitation by me to the liGht is alWays open.. and let’s just
    say.. you will likely never now who i am.. but sure.. i kNow who
    you are.. mY FRiEnD.. oh yeah.. and you know the Verse in Saint
    John.. that says there will be those who come to do greater
    works than Jesus did.. let’s just say.. i did Moses..
    in wandering 40 years the desert of patriarchal
    lands from ages 13 to 53.. with little fearless
    love and creativity
    of life.. and the REAL
    LIFE JOB.. and Jesus
    life of living with a pain
    worse than crucifixion named…
    Trigeminal Neuralgia for 66 months
    from wake to sleep.. among 18 or so
    other medical hell disorders of the heARt..
    the SPiRit.. and the SoUL too.. in the DarKer longer night
    of the ISREAL HUMAN SOUL.. i did the dArk JOB my friend
    and the liGht witness part.. that actually started in my own
    hell as of Thanks Giving day.. on Nov.. 26th.. 2010 shortly
    after that i put up my Baby photo avatar with the bright
    blue eyes of hope and Love on Christmas day online..
    and have written close to 12 million words.. mostly
    still clearly documented online as well.. chances
    are if there ever could be a real Jesus.. not
    just oral tradition of 40 years.. after
    what seems to be a Zealot’s death..
    with all those mistakes..
    it could be
    me or even
    you.. as it is never
    too late to pick up a weapon
    of Love as Art and spread good cheer now..
    but got news for you.. it’s all about giving
    and sharing.. as rarely does anyone
    make money for spreading
    fearless love
    and liGht my
    FriEnd.. saDly as
    the devil green bLack
    dollar has always shown
    it is the root and art of darkness
    of fear and hate.. my FRiEnD.. now don’t
    get me wrong.. i was trapped in that cultural
    greatest sin and necessity for that cultural mark
    of the ‘beast’.. but as the good pArt of the book says..
    God provides for the Ravens with Food and Drink.. i actually
    have more from God than i could ever fathom asking for.. but
    truly for one who trUly kNows and FeeLs the God oF Nature.. GoD
    is Great and more mysterious than any word in any book forevermorenow.. mY FRIEND..
    And as my FRiEnD.. Mark Twain says.. fiction has to make sense but reality doesn’t.. so
    your own
    iS alWays
    A best
    way to go..
    with God as Co-Creator..
    as actor.. producer and Director
    as my other friend.. Nike says.. by Greek Goddess of VicTORY NOW!..:)

  14. Back to the dVerse Prompt on Wishes..
    and of course in my case the power
    of DancE and SonG to
    change the world
    in whatever little
    way i can..
    but juST iMaGinE..
    if i now can do the stuff
    i do.. what the world would be
    like if everyone tried their best now
    to be a greatest fearless lover.. yes..
    with the stamina that now makes
    uS toGeTheR a greaTest Force
    oF Star dust ashes come to
    liFE as HuMan
    and yES..
    coME aliVe…
    Stamina comes
    from Fearless Love
    when expreSsinG HeARt
    as EmoTioNs/seNses.. unleashed
    and released noW as spiRit comes
    in greater liGhtEr ways of miNd and
    BoDy BaLanCinG soUL For aLL toGetHer..
    Hand iN Hand iN MoVinG
    ConNecTinG and
    ways now..
    and with that
    said.. onto some
    more dVerse Wishes..
    as poeTic lINks of course
    and art as it comes back as LiGht..:)

    SAdly an Earth that is glass left
    less than half full.. but human sparks
    around the world.. over floWinG as liGht
    greater than dARk.. of doubt fear and all
    emotions related to hate.. sure liGht is
    the other place of over floWinG Chalice
    oF Love.. words are not enough.. Now..
    Love Dances
    as flesh
    and blood
    when iSREAL
    greaTesT from
    head to toe.. as
    alWays the history
    of humanKinD showS noW
    toGeTheR we Are as FlesH
    and blood whOle.. words
    are empty without
    a dAncE
    of juST
    DoinG liFE isREAL..:)

    And as a side note here.. note more..
    the greatest cultures of humankind
    from smaller to larger have always
    Danced toGether with uplifting SonG
    oF liFe IsREAl hand and feet
    toGEther touching each
    other allone..
    the power of
    Dance exceeds words
    as words are only symbols
    of isReaL liFE noW.. dAncE
    and SonG of Voice are what
    touch greatest when feLt and
    seen more than shells of words one..
    Words try.. they really try.. but never
    ever will exceed the SonG and DancE oF Fearless LoVe isREAL
    toGeTheR in a dAncE and SonG of HumaNity globAlly now..
    when the clothes of words
    are taken
    more than
    text of chalice
    less that overflowing ReAL
    of the human touch that isREaL..:)

    There IS A road lined with
    trees on both sides.. a distant
    place of dreams new each
    now.. a day
    of present
    that never
    as fruition
    more as wishes
    become more than
    arrears of yesteryearsnows..
    and there was a day of great
    darkness for me.. a hypnotherapist
    psychologist attempting to trance me
    believing that my pain would go away..
    i looked in her fish tank and
    saw those aquarium
    walls of pain..
    i looked to
    the painting
    of that road without
    even a distant spark of hope..
    and she told me about Milton Erickson..
    in a wheel chair who said humans can
    do whatever they believe to do next real..
    basically the father of medical hypnosis
    as insurance will pay for this therapy
    as a proven one to work.. but
    not without emotions as
    i had lost mine..
    there was
    no way
    for it to work..
    as emotions are the glue
    of iSREaL magic… the powers of human
    that spark the impossible into miracles
    iSREAL.. and trance is to let go of the
    beta wave worry mind to go deeper
    in letting unconscious positive
    emotions nuanced rise
    to closer
    from alpha
    to theta brain
    wave mind now
    guide and master
    of what inspires next..
    to be as what is fELt
    comes to
    be isReAL..
    N o W as liFE..
    i’ve lEarned now to
    master trance by just
    moving my body in flow
    for seconds.. and the reason
    i can leg press close to half a ton
    for 33 times at my gym.. and write
    all these words.. in flow with never
    thinking at all.. is the deeper parT fearless as
    me rises to fruition.. as this dream trance rises
    the cream to the top of my existence.. fearless
    love.. my friend.. comes deep deep deep from within..
    thatT painting of those trees and that road now iS onE
    that goes to inFinity more of MoVinG strength and creativity now..
    as Stamina CreaTinG
    for fearless
    Love mY FriEnd..
    never ever to be less than more now..
    thanks for this prompt.. Mish.. it IS A gifT..:)

    sMiLes.. my friEnd.. Glenn..
    i never wished for material
    success in ways of money or fame..
    and now likes.. shares.. followers
    or even youtube pennies..
    all i wished
    for is love
    as art of liFE..
    then now..
    and all
    my wishes
    coMe true.. now..
    and with never ever
    worrying about gaining
    stuff in ways of newest cars
    and bigger homes..
    the money
    i wanted
    to use it or not..
    what i did wish for
    was one day to create..
    i never worried if someone
    would like it or not.. just the
    joy for making something new
    beyond the same of all the books
    i read before.. and the paintings that
    seemed to only gain dust as pages as such..
    i paint
    a new world
    everyday now..
    one that most folks
    have no way to fully see..
    but that is life my friend.. we
    all view our UniVerses different
    in what we value and come to love or hate..
    all i control
    is the Fearless Art oF Love
    i make and do.. and truly
    what else could i wanna make
    or do.. but fearless love.. and yes..
    that is only the liGht of mY UniVerse..
    i look to the wishes of my dad who bought
    a lottery ticket everyday.. and never won his dream
    of another bigger material thing.. for me.. the lottery
    win is in the doing now and never ever any other wish than
    best that
    noW can be more..
    as FeeLinG and SeNSinG
    more as mindfully aware..
    and sure.. the Nautilus who does
    now all.. leaves a shell of more behind..
    iSReaL NOW best iS my Prayer and Wish for ALL..:)

    Well.. while a world where all the children could be
    loved and free is a beautiful wish.. how ’bout the
    folks who live in dArkness..
    what about the man/woman..etc..
    who is born
    with no empathy
    and compassion as
    far as organic brain
    disorder too.. wHo will
    have compassion.. empathy
    and unconditional fearless love..
    even for Adolph Hitler too.. who likely
    was born as God Given dark too.. sMiLes my
    friend.. life is liGht and dArk.. and until we
    learn to understand.. have compassion and empathy
    for the darkest ones of us.. we will never rise higher
    Hitler himself..
    so the next time you
    visit someone who is obviously
    troubled.. try to help them more..
    if they seem to be confused.. don’t
    chastise them.. find a way to look deeper
    and help them if you can.. like looking to your
    right and seeing their current poetic link
    and helping them along their way.. the
    same as the difficulty you used
    to have when you
    had problems
    linking too..
    and sure..
    i did too much..
    and your wish was for
    me to do as little as you..
    to live inside the circle of
    your UniVerse my Friend.. some of
    us do less and some of do more.. but those
    of us who would chop the Sycamore tree down
    before it can reach its potential height.. are destroyers
    of life
    no less
    no more
    Hitler too..
    it’s not as apparent
    from the short term view
    but from the top of a Sycamore
    it is as clear as 6 million or more Jews..
    and no.. i cannot post this on your site.. nor
    would i identify you by name.. as i am just using
    you as a parable of sorts without a name to show that
    those who
    rule creativity
    smaller than
    what it
    can grow
    are the
    ax of the
    Sycamore Tree..
    my current friend
    now of Dark muse too..
    it’s okay.. you kNow and
    feel not what you do.. tHeRe
    is nothing new about that my friend..
    as human nature is limited and expansive too..
    history repeats itself again.. as a wash cycle with dArk and liGht clothes..
    i prefer
    to go
    my FriEnd..
    and i jusT
    do it isREAL
    now.. as reported
    and suggested as words
    of the humble human Jesus
    in the Gospel of Thomas
    vs. 37 wHere
    the Good
    cop pARt
    of Jesus said
    to see God living
    within.. take one’s
    cultural clothes off..
    and tread on them totally
    unashamed. so yes.. my friEnd..
    what i bRinG here IS A Naked
    TrUth and liGht with
    Pocahontas at
    mY side..
    with ALL THE
    IS FRED.. NOW..
    and i do greater
    my friend.. just
    as Jesus forecast
    of others who would
    come after him too.. JUST DO..
    who become Sycamore taller than
    before.. by never giving up..
    and never
    to those
    cut tHeir
    trees of creativity down now.. too..
    blessed are those.. who never give up..
    of God
    as Tree oF liFE noW..
    and pyramid capstone same
    as a somewhat perfect practice
    as storm oF Fearless love now..
    rising.. riSinG.. sTill ever more..
    with all the faith and zero
    of ye
    faith less..
    my FriEnd of
    dArk muse foR noW2..:)

    SMiLes.. the greaTest wishes
    and prayers the same for
    homeless Jesus’ i have met
    on the side of the road are simply
    to be fed and give/share love.. and as the
    raven flew
    there are
    still humans
    who gift the wish
    and prayer the same
    for food.. the essence is
    the light and truth where
    wishes and prayers are only
    forms for
    the essence
    of the greatest
    gifts of charity
    empathy and
    compassion that
    sees neither gentile..
    jew.. servant or free..
    woman or man no more..
    as wishes and prayers become
    essence of God’s of Nature’s higher
    potential in all of us.. now.. smiles.. all my wishes
    come true as i have 100% faith.. hope.. and belief..
    never less than luke hot.. per se.. noW more true..
    a wish
    that has
    no name
    my friend but
    God who lives within..
    where ye of little faith never ever exists now..
    where Happy anniversary is always now for
    brothers and sisters who share the root and vine
    of love
    my friEnd..
    as essence of TrUth and liGht..
    but yes.. sure2.. Happy Anniversary in terms
    of numbers to both you and your husband too..:)

    Oh Lord.. a rabbit hole(s) without
    a directory.. i’m kinda in
    serious commenting
    poetic mode..
    so tHeRe
    is the
    i will go off course
    here.. hehe.. as far
    as free wishes do go..
    anyWay.. my favorite
    parts were the
    Hiney God
    for the
    like the
    Katrina one..
    and then in a Wiccan
    minute in the bible belt..
    i could have gone much much
    farther and much much deeper but
    i am currently finishing the number 42
    meaning for all stuff UniVerse.. etc..
    so i must get back
    do do
    do dah
    dah don’t
    you love
    that song
    by the Police/Sting..
    anYway.. hi.. Shawna
    baby just ‘GodsUniVerse 42
    HiTcHiKinG’ my way for a better
    title for my 701st MacroVerse
    thanks.. you aLways
    inspiRe mY
    You give great
    creativity medicine jusT for me..
    yeah.. and that thingie about your
    husband saddling up or something like
    that was asshat head way..
    i never
    miss the good
    pArts of movies either..
    i should have known by the
    way that joon was the only
    other one smart enough to
    figure out
    Bio and
    or Micro man’s
    post was but you first..
    i am getting too serious4
    i am slipping into A rational world2.. anY
    waY.. see ya later when i finish that 42 thingie..;)

    Hmm.. you juSt noW.. De..
    reminded me of something
    hEar.. i read A book.. don’t sweat
    the small stuff but i didn’t have nearly
    enough mastery
    over mind
    and body balance
    to do that then..
    hmm.. perHaps
    fulfilling just A simple
    wish of being wHoly iN
    control within is truly
    the meaning
    of liFe
    iN Mastery oF
    control with relative trUe
    Free WiLL oVer Fearless Love..
    Thanks.. you just
    me write
    the meaning
    of A liFe.. too..
    aLL.. now.. A
    in The Life..
    i guess.. oh My
    God.. i finAlly get
    the answer to the question..
    posed in that SonG.. by the Beatles
    iN what they were reAlly trying to turn us on.. too..
    In A
    of E-Long Wish..;)

    Wishes.. Prayers.. Hopes.. Dreams..
    all these things and more.. then.. now..
    and light
    change over
    nows never same..
    hmm.. a path within..
    tolerating different as all
    is change.. open minds free..
    a wish upon
    A Star of sKeYes
    alWays seeing different
    neXt embRacEnoW FReED..:)

    A carnival of life..
    A cruise of happy
    a life of storms
    that float
    a party of breeze
    a wind secure of
    please.. a place
    where a feast
    IS A
    of rest
    too.. living
    as an Indian
    on the Beach..
    And Being Beach Free..:)

    Every symbol
    Every star.. now..
    every gRain of sand..
    potential muse for miracles..
    Inside of human..
    a liGht of
    in more than
    stuff.. essence
    of muse as symbol
    same.. hope.. faith
    and belief.. emoTioNs
    moving within.. inside..
    outside.. above so below
    and all around globe wE..
    starry night iSreAL MaGiC
    shooting star of LiFe Now..:)

    Pererrations of wander
    ease.. UniVerse pARts
    wonder through
    galaxy same..
    BaLanCinG Planets
    around Suns.. and Stars
    of Galaxies swirling around
    black hole Suns.. there are
    no sidewalks in space..
    only spiral
    no straight line
    angles of sky scraper
    buildings aLL FloWinG FloWeRinG
    MoTioNs aLL.. and what.. hUmans
    reflections of all that is..
    walk on sidewalks
    and rarely
    leaves wind
    Grass sWaying
    Spring Breeze..
    A sourcE noW..
    perHaps.. most aLL diSeAse..
    hUman sidewalks.. no move with ease..
    i wish for moRe floWers
    oF MoVinG DancE..:)

    if life were paint
    by numbers.. all would
    be a school.. all would be
    pre-defined instructions for work..
    all would
    be a form
    to fill
    out from
    A to Z and
    only other symbols
    too.. on pages of books..
    and numbers
    1 through
    10 and
    thru F
    to grade results
    already known and felt..
    truly.. an iSReAL Zombie Apocalypse..
    come to pre-determined random soup oF liFe..:)

    In A dArkest
    night of void..
    one lEarns
    the gift of knowledge..
    the gift of those who love one long..
    the gift of loving those the
    same.. and the
    gift of loss
    oF all
    of that..
    IS A gift
    to treasure
    A greatest
    wish.. to feel and
    sense the gift of liFe..
    all pales as nothing..
    all lives as something..
    Humans are blessed beyond wishes..
    Humans live.. Humans live.. and can treaSure
    a gift
    of Life…
    as long as
    thaT gift IS A FeeLinG
    SenSinG liFe iSREAL noW..:)

    Now back.. after midnight on September.. 8th.. to
    do some more wishes of poEtry at dVerse again..:)

    i guess.. i never noticed
    your age.. my friend.. as
    22 seems so young for these
    problems but i too.. remember 21
    and endless more problems than this too..
    what i will tale you.. this at age 56.. as sure each
    human UniVerse perceived
    is different too..
    for me at least
    and for the lesson
    taught by many other
    elders of mine then.. life
    has limitless potential.. when
    one finds their groove and niche
    that works in life.. for me 53 years of
    trials and tribulations on the Autism Spectrum
    with bi-polar and up to 18 other life threatening
    synergy of disorders including a real stint in hell
    for 66 months with the worst assessed pain in
    science known as type two trigeminal neuralgia
    like a dentist drill without novocaine.. in my
    case rendering sight and hearing ineffective
    for anything for 33 months until each
    word as a mountain of pain on
    Thanksgiving day of 2010
    starting one word
    that is arriving
    at 12 million
    now 6 years in what
    started as words to escape
    pain that no drug would touch
    to words of joy.. pain free at the
    end of July 2013.. at age 53.. since
    then i’ve written the longest long form
    poem ever at over 3.3 million words.. but
    sure.. i worked for the government for a quarter
    of a century and am financially independent which
    allows me to art free and dance too.. now 6K miles
    everywhere i go in public too.. life can truly be limitless
    once the material expectations of worldly success in
    terms.. of dollar bills.. new age of likes.. follows..
    shares.. the same.. in traps of perfectionist
    thinking that sure as a straight
    A student with three college
    degrees.. i remember all
    too well the
    of not a blade
    of grass out of place
    too.. but now i revel at
    imperfection and in the freedom
    of that my form of essence is one
    and same as elegant as planets orbit
    suns my friEnd.. to be free one must find
    a way first to be free of fear.. there are so
    many ways to do that.. but now mind and body
    balance in the first step of dance is what eventually
    set me free in total emotional regulation.. sensory
    integration.. as when the body becomes balanced
    the mind naturally flows as two
    hemispheres BaLaNCinG..
    like a race-car
    that is
    finely tuned
    for laser focus and
    extreme short-term
    working memory as cognitive
    executive functioning super charged..
    so sure.. when i see someone who has now been
    in the anxiety of life.. that used to be so severe
    that my Air Force Major Psychiatrist dealing with
    combat fatigue veterans from the middle east said
    he had never seen a worst case than mine.. ha.. i dance
    in public now.. in front of hundreds of folks solo.. gone
    from the days of fear.. to noted metro area dance
    legend starting
    that art
    a grandpa
    moses of dance
    at age 53 then..
    the poetry my friend
    and 12 million words or so
    now.. is just an excuse to rest
    the Love of Dancing with real stars Feat..:)

    SMiLes.. now..
    my FriEnd.. then..
    Emily self-published
    all her poems in her
    drawer.. lone..
    now poetry allone..
    is free and everywHeRe..
    hmm.. i thiNk i’ll do it for free..
    wish fulfilled always now.. online..
    and sure.. i’LL save
    30,000 printed
    pages.. and
    lots of trees..
    that no
    one would
    buy.. anyWay..;)

    i alWays love to say too..
    life was/iS better before
    the apple
    of cultural
    modern ways..
    no luddite am i..
    but stuff i never
    need i’ll never
    i’LL be
    free from
    consuming and
    save the planet
    more along the way..
    a gift this life is.. Beauty
    rings in aLL of NatuRe’s sKeYes
    as Love in eYes that seem home in all of hEr.. ONE..:)

    The wish
    is granted..
    on the first
    green day
    of life on earth..
    the wish expanded
    now with creature comforts
    spilling over land filled mines..
    The wish taken for granted.. the gift
    is being raped more as creature comforts
    spill over land filled mines of more.. the wish
    can be taken back..
    and grey
    death with
    only electrons
    swirling star dust gain..
    Life is the wish i love to keep..
    the wish of before.. the gift of alWays now..:)

    And now.. i say.. for the religions and political ideologies
    that say raping the earth is okay for now.. and some who
    say that now is curse
    and death
    is only
    wake up
    and smell life..
    cherish it and never
    look back to less than living now..
    some folks will not listen.. but what i kNow/FeeL
    for sure.. is folks in India.. more than anyone
    else.. overALL it seems
    as life
    as living now..
    Indians of all lands
    are my kinda folks who love the Earth as
    God as nature sAMe and one as self of Love..
    they are
    simply iSREaL folks
    God’s flower children
    as Nature GOD
    sAMe wE Love
    liGht liFe

    sMiLes.. mY FriEnd..
    in my life per science too..
    i find that life spent in beta
    worrying mind
    is no
    to power
    the emotion of
    belief.. moving
    into alpha.. to theta
    trance.. most anything
    worthwhile as free art
    comes achievable..
    and material
    and sure in that
    way the battle is almost
    A L W A Y S N O W more..
    won for human happiness..
    in MoVinG.. ConNecTing AnD
    CreAtinG Free For aLL giving shaRinG now..:)

    Hmm.. i’ve heard
    that old English
    proverb lots today..
    about beggars/horsies..
    and i must wonder iF it
    came in the middle of the
    bubonic plague or something..
    as my
    even science
    shows the placebo
    effect makes positive ThinKinG..
    E M O T iONs oF Belief/hope/faith..
    into action then consequence as reaLiTy..
    and the opposite
    voodoo nocebo
    power can
    make folks literally
    sick from not wishing
    better stuff come to be..
    So let it be written.. perhaps even
    more powerful.. as visual images become
    not only set in mind but page.. of positive intent..
    purpose and meaning.. chalice over flowing with
    substance of belief as meaning.. or empty chalice
    with nothing much inside but vacant ghost townS oLd..:)

    WeLL.. a respite of beach
    for me all the way through
    school.. and early twenties..
    until work and marriage
    came and more
    and more..
    car loans..
    and more dependence
    as slave on more worries of
    work.. until finally i escaped
    back to that beach that was
    no longer home until
    my soUl recovered..
    66 months later…
    i am
    now.. and
    i ain’t going
    anywHeRe but home now..
    beach as i free sand.. sun
    and fresh water flows in
    veins now FReED..:)

    Ah.. yes.. noW..
    greaTest wish
    alWays fulfilled..
    prEsent oF now..
    fully seen
    and felt
    Heaven now..
    for me too.. alWays..
    MoVinG.. CoNneCtinG
    CreaTinG FReED.. most
    everything else in culture is
    only free muse for that to use
    the devil you already kNow for pleaSure too..
    iS Victory iN dArkESt liGht oF oTheRs.. sAdly STiLL..:)

    What a world of heaven
    could be when meaning
    and purpose iS MoVinG
    ConNecTinG CreaTinG
    the only
    cheap thrills
    never include
    a dollar bill.. wHere
    social roles and Happiness
    hOld hands as primitive folks
    still do in the 20 most peaceful
    small communities.. where give
    and share is the only rule
    of fearless love..
    back dollar
    bills have no devil life tHeRe..
    i for one.. create my own life tHeRe..
    and yes..
    the evidence
    all suggests as
    documented as such..
    it works.. it works.. juST liKe tHis..
    with never work and only practice LiVinG arT..:)

    Wishes have wings
    of human
    seNses.. STronG
    and Free.. hUmans
    practice these powers
    as liGht over dArkness..
    in all of life kind as couRAge..
    don’t believe..
    often fearful of the
    dArk and cynical of the
    liGht.. the essence kNows
    and FeeLs no
    liGht is liGht
    dArk is Dark..
    positive thoughts..
    actions and consequences
    and the reverse for the dARk
    of liFe..
    liGht hALL up SaME.. evernowmore.. LiGht..:)

    Wishes Love Wisdom..
    yes.. no..
    rest as
    and fortune..
    NoW.. YeS..
    Free begins
    no.. yes..
    Wisdom Love Wishes..:)
    the first
    poem to
    make me
    giggle.. yes..
    now.. my only
    day wish.. WiNks..
    granted.. thanks..
    it took about 15K..
    or so words.. to find this place..;)

    for every
    wise genie..
    wishes are heard..
    equAlly.. dark and liGht For lEarn..:)

    And that’s that
    at 1:58 am.. 09082016..:)

  15. So.. the En name test thingy..
    assesses my percentage of
    psychopath checklist traits at
    50 percent and says i am in the normal
    range.. and it’s true.. according to modern
    pop psychology.. the only difference between
    an X-Altruist or the archetype of super hero
    and psychopath is the psychopath has no
    pro-social empathy and compassion for
    other living beings.. whereas the
    X-Altruistic.. per archetype of
    sure.. we’ll shorten that
    to hero for now.. has
    so much empathy and
    compassion for others they
    have problems separating that
    from themselves.. and they end
    up sometimes wearing themselves
    down ’till they drain that love to the
    very last giving drop.. with yes.. a potential
    danger of changing from hero to villain too..
    a common theme and meme in TV shows
    and movies and books and other art too.. as
    Human archetypes are real deals as seen in
    mythology.. art.. and religions across the ages
    and sAges too.. As Super Heroes iSREAL too..:)

    “Give to the world
    the best that you
    have and the best
    will come back to
    Magnet art..
    and Sunset
    Beach.. along with
    a photo of me and Katrina
    as part of a Facebook Algorithm
    Video Production Assistant seconds
    short Wednesday After-noon pre-workout
    video memory.. and the photo of Katrina and
    i.. as Refrigerator Magnet art.. is taken.. me at
    at age 37 and she at 27.. around 19 years
    ago or so.. ago.. on the day of a 20th class
    reunion for my high school.. and
    nowhere near the confidence i
    have now in mind and body
    balance.. i had
    quite a few drinks
    to get up the social
    courage to see my old
    classmates.. some of who
    were a little bit bully too..
    and sure.. they said..
    Fred.. you haven’t
    changed and
    i haven’t been
    to another one
    since then.. but sure..
    i’ll go to the next one and
    perhaps do a solo dance
    at age 57 or 58 depending
    on what month of May or later..
    in ’18 they hold our 40th class
    reunion.. amazing.. i thought before..
    i would be feeling so old by now/then..
    but no.. inside i feel younger and stronger
    than ever before in my life as i have Yoga
    Yogi Union with God of Nature alWays now..
    and surely as far as i know and feel yet.. there
    ain’t nothing near like that in life.. noW in terms
    of anything else.. including all the FucKinG money
    and material shit in the world.. that truly becomes
    just shit when you at one in Yoga Union with God as
    Modern Yogi or Yogiette man or woman can and will
    be in the modern age.. come down from the Mountain..
    out of the F iN Cave.. or off the Beach where the other
    folks be and live..
    so sure.. i gave my best then..
    and got all the best back.. now
    for free for free with GoD aLLonE..
    and no.. my only son did not make it past
    51 days.. but he will never be forgotten for
    years to years to come.. as whose ever name
    i put into my book of Ryan’s.. too.. will live ‘forever’
    on servers in photos and words juST like this.. as
    sure.. if ya wanna be remembered and teach some
    good news to folks.. juST writE the longest long form
    poem ever.. and someone will eventually count the words
    one by one
    as that is
    what scribes
    do.. who no longer
    copy old sacred text..;)

    Love sMiLES.. Macro-Verse Memory
    from a year ago.. as the Facebook Algorithm
    does its daily duty as super assistant for me too..
    hmm.. 14,777 words.. seemed like a lot then as
    most to that date in one blog post.. but 41K and 51K
    would come after that in combo posts of Novel size..
    and then a years worth of responding to every dVerse
    prompt and link would make a 338,630 word Macro
    Verse Novel named GodsUniVerseNovel 3 as
    complements to 1 and 2 respectively
    of 41 and 51K words as mentioned
    above/below.. anyway.. this is
    one of my
    Macro-Verses too..
    particularly.. a threesome
    photo of Maggie.. Cortney and
    Chelsea left to right.. as highlighted
    and lauded as dance friends in last post too..
    but i cannot honor them enough for making me
    feel accepted in the Big Seville Quarter club first
    in the Summer of 2014.. after doing that for just
    3 months.. Chelsea the first regular dancing friend
    and then Maggie.. and then Cortney.. i still
    remember the first time i saw
    her in the mall store
    she worked and
    they already
    seen then..
    and heard about
    my public mall dance..
    as Cortney exclaimed she
    was so excited to see me there..
    like i was somebody.. but i was
    a dude who enjoyed dancing free..
    and sure i have done ‘some stuff’ along
    the way that is surely strange and far far
    out of most any cultural box.. but they are
    still dance friends to me in real life.. and every
    time i see them.. they make me smile.. and OMG..
    Maggie.. if she is Irish or something.. that girl can
    dance so fast.. the last two times.. i had difficulty
    making that first press of close to half a ton
    in leg press way.. after dancing with
    her on the previous night..
    anyway.. so fun
    it is to have
    friends that
    keep coming back
    as love smiles as dance
    as humans have always done
    toGeTheR for non-verbal innocent
    human love toGeThEr as one emotional
    and sensory force of dance hall liGht.. hmm..
    what else.. life is good.. life is good with SonG and DancE
    and folks to move.. connect and create with free.. hmm.. the
    meaning of life is to DancE and SinG toGetHEr with fun like this..:)

    You kNow/FeeL if Jesus really said those words that folks would come and
    do greater works then he.. sure.. Katy Perry has done it and many
    others too.. in spreading unconditional love for all others too..
    in fearless ways of billions of youtube inspirational views..
    but i like to think.. if all people could come back
    after being crucified in so many ways
    after promoting gentile.. jew..
    servant.. or free.. woman
    or man.. disabled person..
    or homosexual or what ever
    difference that sets folks apart..
    as fearless love gone away and
    toGethER One.. that they could come
    back in another life and just dance for fun..
    and spread all the love they like for iSREAL
    noW.. 2.. anyway.. i am here.. i am different
    and i am juST doing iT no matter what..bottom
    and top line
    sAMe noW..
    i AM FReED..:)

  16. Human Nature.. so diVerse
    and so unfair as to the lots
    given in life and earned
    as well..
    glad i’ve
    worn many shoes
    dArk and liGht as it gives
    me so much patience for the lot
    of other folks.. and what i kNow/
    FeeL for me.. is dreams come
    true.. what
    i FeeL/kNow
    for me is beyond
    nightmares can be
    pARt of rEality too..
    there is heaven here on
    earth and beyond any imagination
    worse of hell too.. and i was weak when
    young and stronger than ever at 56.. with
    more dances than ever in the dance halls of life..
    Happily Married.. so sure.. even when i was dead
    in life.. i couldn’t get mad at Nature for the gift of liFE..
    in all the liGht and dArk that comes.. oh yeah.. and for Bi-polar
    folks on the Autism Spectrum too.. and all those other functional
    disabilities too.. but yes.. what i do know and feel.. no matter how
    ye of little faith i had for a better day then.. it all changed like ice-cream
    and steak all free every day.. but you see.. i didn’t forget the value of the
    daRk niGht of the soUL either of challenge in life.. and that
    is the secret of my happiness too..
    to challenge myself in
    dArk sTiLL as
    weLL as liGht..
    where i for one can
    say.. on my death bed
    kingdom come now iSREAL..
    i lived.. i lived and what would i do iSREaL now
    if ‘you’ lived like ‘you. were dying everyday now..
    after you came back to life while living dead..
    i think there is a song for that.. yes there is..
    and everynow.. i fulfill the prophecy of that
    SonG iN ReAL TiMe iSREaL NoW for sure…
    bottom line..
    change can
    be the greATest
    gift of aLL.. where a chalice
    with no substance aT all
    can overflow
    liFe more..
    what i thought was
    literally impossible before..
    is miracles every day now more..
    but sure.. a friendly turn of a card has become
    my life too.. flowing in a current of liGht one way.. home..
    anyWay.. friEnd.. gigoid.. i hope home more.. becomes a light for you too..:)


    WeLL.. noW.. mY forever
    friend.. Lala Rukh.. liGht Love..
    is in the MoVinG.. CoNnecTinG
    and CreaTinG of LiFe and you speak
    to all these qualities of life in the reminisce
    you provide here from your youthful days of family..
    and surely the warm and fuzzy feeling
    of family is what we want
    to retain from birth
    to death
    ah.. extended
    villages of the human
    history.. where all raised
    the child as prize over ownership
    of human slavery.. oh.. the days of
    human nomads.. where once the village
    traveled to escape the negative environmental
    elements that would take the village away from
    subsistence and survival.. now.. the days of nuclear
    families even less than two to one.. living
    in apartments of AC with
    porches never
    and couches
    that have become
    places where electronic
    screens sing beyond
    the lost voices
    of humans
    to each other
    in SonG of Voice
    and DancE of non-verbal
    communication as even a flesh
    and blood smile IS A hUman Dance..
    mY friEnd.. so we reach out on these electronic
    devices in prayer.. hopes.. wishes.. dreams.. and reminiscing
    to days of old.. we wish to reclaim as liGht and Love once again
    for the warm and fuzzy touch of the human village dancing
    ’round campfires of moon-lit nights.. hand-in-hand.. with
    each oTheR and aLL that iS as anature beyond
    as God all.. deep deep.. inside.. outside..
    above.. so below and all around..
    sMiLes mY FriEnd.. online..
    visual images..
    and words that
    make the warm and fuzzy
    human connection in all the
    pro-social emotions that spRing
    forth from art of hUman iMagiNation
    and creatiVity is all liGht and Love that
    refuses to yield to entropy as liGht moveS on…
    timeless.. ageless.. no matter worn of flesh against
    environmental elements.. the soul can grow unlimited
    younger my friend no matter how old it is.. as bathed in liGhT
    of the greaTesT gifts of hUman Love.. so sure.. liGht goes and
    comes back.. and it makes me so happy.. to see you come back
    again in jUST the span of a few days to spread some more force
    as Love..
    Happy liGht
    my fRieNd Love
    travels far.. far far.. to another
    galaxy of hUman heARt.. spiRit
    and SoUL groWing Ocean whOle with GoD onE..
    Oh.. yeah..
    and i hope
    you enjoy
    the liGht Force
    SonG by J. Lo..
    with Love..
    and F as an..
    alpha numerical
    number 6 of golden
    spiraling sixes forevermorenow..:)


    sMiLes.. my FriEnd.. Rytha Ephua..
    from South Africa.. if my memory
    serves me correct.. or perhaps
    it is another pArt of
    Africa or perhaps
    i am totAlly
    and you
    live in the U.S.
    but never the less
    you are a global citizen
    of the world of one Race
    of human beings.. and i am
    wondering here why i did not
    at the poetry prompt on wishes..
    @dVerse.. see this beautiful poem..
    aS ‘Hallucination’ that we all will never
    be unhappy again.. and yes.. my friEnd..
    this is my wish and dream for all too.. and
    i could not have written the words any better
    than you.. so i will link this poem to my Newest
    Macro-Verse number 701.. that i am naming
    as part of the longest long form poem
    ever still surpassing 3.3 million
    words as ocean whole
    for this
    particular one at number 701..
    as ‘GodsUniVerse 42 HiTcHiKinG’..
    and at the very bottom.. i am going
    to liNk your poem here.. as the meaning
    of life.. For my friEnd.. The Meaning of liFe..
    is truly the empathy and compassion that says
    humans can have.. fearlessly and unconditionally
    as Love for their fellow human beings.. it is in the
    contact of Love that makes life worth living in flesh
    and blood holds of hands… and words and visual images
    online that attempt to approximate the beauty of all human
    Love toGetHer..
    i Love you FriEnd..
    i don’t have to know you
    well at all to Love you.. all
    i have to kNow and FeeL is your
    humanity.. the same DNA that i share
    as gifted by God as all that is.. that we all
    share at core.. of loving hands that say..
    no separation.. from all that is..
    we are all friends
    and we all can
    wish others
    the best of
    happiness as liGht and Love now..
    so.. Spring forth a new light each now
    my friEnd.. and may the liGht of yoUr Love
    never dim any less than brilliant as A sMiLe
    now from GOD’s Lamp gRoWinG briGhter as wE..:)

  19. Ask God and
    your wishes shAll
    be granted.. but first
    eliminate all illusory
    AsK God
    as liGht
    for Love
    as the only
    wish and Love
    WiLL Live as you..
    and when any two human
    beings connect as friEnds..
    another Multi-Universe of God
    is born.. no different reAlly than
    when each human becomes
    incarnate living
    as paRt
    of God wHOle2..
    Clarity is in the Loving
    all whole as LiFE.. Tragedy
    iS in the separation from God whOle..
    the first step iS in letting go of fear.. and
    hOlding each oThers hands as Love.. and
    perHaps a Happy Dance then.. free style as
    God Flows in GolDen SpiRal Sixes as surely
    the Golden mean found in essence of
    Pyramids is what lives longer
    than just a pharaoh here
    or there.. who
    wanted to
    tHeiR KA spiRit
    for ages to come..
    no longer must we be
    slaves to construct the KA..
    as the actor.. from Producers
    and Directors of other
    a new age
    has arisen..
    where we are
    the actors.. the producers
    and co-creators WiTh God
    to Direct our plays toGeTheR
    like never beFore in this Greater
    liGht wHere our culture and technology
    brings the liGht of Nature hOlding hands
    globAlly as Love groWs oN as floWers
    iN all new ways as extension of
    God’s hands
    as greAtest
    gift of hUman
    Fearless Love..
    so sure.. the meaning
    of liFe can be also be found
    noW in a Chinese Restaurant..
    on a bathroom stall.. named
    as King Buffet.. and sure..
    A Buffet of Love that
    to die..
    can be
    found as pyramid
    of 42 now.. ALIVE

    And with that said.. this
    draws to a close.. for now..
    this number 701 Macro-Verse…
    Now.. it’s Sacred R and R Holy
    Thursday for me.. with some
    other responsibilities to come..
    but soon.. a Holy and Sacred Dance
    with all the cool college age folks at
    Good Old Seville Quarter for the 126th
    week of doing that tonight.. Thursday night..
    i spread liGht in all the ways i can.. simply ’cause i Love..
    i Love fearlessly as liGht inside continues to shine brighter
    as days go on and gRow as Love.. and sure.. you can too..
    not easy in this modern age of so many worries of day
    to day living.. but the wick is inside.. just
    waiting for a spark
    to liGht
    Like a Hurricane FLamE..
    of Love with cAlm center peAce..
    more fun dance photos coming
    on 09092016 around 3 am..:)


    “Nifty,” he said. “Does it divide, or, multiply?”

    “Nifty,” he said. “Does it divide, or, multiply?”
    SMiLes.. interestingly per metaphor
    of occult and Aleister Crowley’s
    Book of the
    Law that
    is a puzzle to
    be solved for truth
    and light too.. about
    a certain number.. let’s
    just say.. ah.. the mysteries
    of symbols untold aS KeYes
    to the mysteries and secrets of
    liFE but alWays an invitation to find
    the trUths and liGhts alWays gifted
    within.. in our DNA evolved as such
    as all existence goeS oN for now..
    hmm.. and when one is taling
    stories this day one must
    be ‘sexy’ in terms
    of pushing
    of cultural
    norms to get
    focus and attention
    these days.. ha.. even
    to write 12 million words per
    se in close to 6 years now..
    as one might divide and
    multiply that
    too.. like
    6 K dance
    miles in three
    years that
    comes out
    to be
    166.66 miles
    per month.. oh my
    God.. liGhTeNinG and thunder
    comes and be’s that must mean
    i AM iLLumiNatI.. hehe.. WeLL trUth
    be told the iSREAL illuminati don’t work
    for the green bLacK dollar bills nor for fame
    or other illusory culture made substitutes for
    the village that raises the child in giving sharing
    ways.. with never owner ship of other human beings
    in slavery ways of repressing and oppressing emoTioNs..
    SenSuaLiTy and SexuAliTy Free.. well.. then as you kNow
    came the storing of the grains.. populations wHeRe humans
    are not evolved to connect to more STiLL than 150 to 200 sets or
    so of friendly naked hips and eYes of unconditional Fearless love..
    so.. Houston we have a problem even if we landed on the moon in
    a tin can in ’69.. invaded countries to kill over 100K innocent folks
    and now rebuild and fight new wars on blood of soil we initiate
    for greed of storing Grain.. but haha.. not just the U.S.. any land.. out
    of balance with our God of Nature given Human Nature balance..
    so what to do.. tHeir will always be two wolves to feed
    of pro-social vs con-social emotions as this
    is the wolf of human too.. domesticated
    or not.. wild to survive of reptilian
    serpent brain is alive
    waiting to
    as no holds barred
    when Nature as human
    Nature moves out of BaLAnCinG
    way of mInd and BoDy soUL holding
    hands TogeThER or in blood shed to expand
    territory and reproductive resources for survival..
    even if that means the snake of war and rape to
    go on.. it’s dirty business.. the dArk wolf pArt
    of life.. but never the less dArk
    and liGht are iSREAL aLL
    as TrUth and liGht noW
    too.. no need to
    veil the ignorance
    of the real Zombie
    Apocalypse aS in IsREAL
    original Greek terms to lift
    the veil of ignorance from words
    that no longer groW and evolve.. to
    greater liGhts of empathy and compassion
    in MoVinG.. ConNecTinG.. CreAtinG ways
    of Fearless Love groWinG noW forevermore now..
    Stronger as flAMe of LaMps shine bRighter than ever
    before.. and sure.. i am currently enListinG global wide
    assistance to determine the grand 42 meaning of
    all that is existence.. and the SonG above seemed
    even more appropriate in my Cherokee ancestors
    legend of a Grandfather Chief’s Legend of two wolves
    that once again.. is as real as the domesticated wolf of human..
    but sure.. i must
    add in my more
    than two cents of senses
    and emotions and sensuality
    and other stuff at the end of
    core inspiration to move
    on to even greater
    liGhts of Love..
    and the next
    quote inspires
    the neXt part of
    the continuing close
    of 701st Macro Verse
    of Ocean Whole poem..
    as you’ve probably heard
    oh.. my God.. over and over again..
    is surpassing 3.3 million words.. GroWinG
    more to 4 MilLion and more as nows go on..
    but each micro-verse of that stands alone as
    spread online in other avenues.. besides blogs..
    so each micro-verse of total verse must provide
    close to the whole to tale a story of wHole now..
    wherever the mesSAge continues to grow..
    mY Friend.. as inspired by lovely
    people like you aLL
    the world..
    as hey.. i got
    back uP of what i do
    everyWheRe i go.. as
    tHere is no Raid large enough
    to get rid of the roach of i.. as sure..
    they tend to last over Aeons as they say..
    of more more more.. survival now.. alive..
    as existence somehow more always now..
    So to the
    and more..

    “The true meaning of life is to plant trees,
    under whose shade you do not expect to sit.”

    ~~ Nelson Henderson ~~

    And yeah.. you’ve heard versions of what’s to come..
    but like the verses left from all the revisions.. scribe
    mistakes on purpose and added in even
    still two wolf version of the dude
    named Jesus.. where
    the bad Jesus cop will
    make ya hate
    ya mommy..
    daddy.. children
    and brothers and sisters
    if they veer away from the
    teacher’s thoughts.. to
    forcing pigs off of
    cliff’s with
    of demons
    inside.. To FucK
    with Peace.. i come
    with a sword and the
    Good Wolf Jesus that says
    love each other same as self
    consuming each other no more
    than food and drink.. love your
    enemy ..and those who live by the
    sword die by the sword.. voila.. the
    two wolf story of the Cherokee Chief
    come to fruition in New Testament dARk
    and liGht.. clear as day.. but of course we
    as huMan beings aspire the greATest light
    all naturally and instinctually in our DNA if At
    all possible to feed the Good Wolf inside alWays
    and the fact that people can overlook the bad wolf
    Jesus.. some people at least.. is evidence of the
    greater liGht of HUman Good Wolf.. heARt..
    SpiRit and SoUL as evidence
    in pulpits
    that only
    Sing Hope
    and Love from
    the Good Wolf Jesus..
    praise that white sHe wolf
    of peace and harmony for all
    to Kingdom come in the heaven
    of now WhOle never ever separated
    from eAch other with DanCinG.. SinGinG
    Fearless Love.. oh my GOD.. i will now break
    out in joYous DancE and SonG.. as soon as i
    E-Scape this Keyboard and screen priSon as
    Messenger of God StiLL visiting hell off and
    on.. hehe.. but Love as Fearless is alWays
    heaven now.. sure.. i can ignore the
    bad wolf.. even in me..
    as liGht
    as Love
    as Fearless now..
    and continue on Feeding..
    Feeding more Love as i go as Love..
    now.. hmm.. this is getting long but
    a 42 month witness of God of Nature
    is kinda big.. considering how large
    and diverse the world is in
    and differences
    of liGht and DArk
    perceptions both
    as TrUth and liGht
    varies with mileAge
    and wear and tear too..
    yeah.. abundant environments
    for resources as compared to barren
    ones as far as naked and free goes..
    compared to clothed in hell
    of repression.. oppression
    of human FeeLinGs
    seNSEs.. and
    oh.. the bloody hell of that
    dARk realiTy iSReaL of the
    God of Nature paRt of HUman..
    not so kind too.. hmm.. only if
    we can hOld hands toGEther
    with our Good Wolf parTS
    and give and share more
    in abundance as metaphor
    of course.. dancing naked holding
    hands as fearless love around a
    fire of midnight love that needs no
    moonlight to liGht us up as Good Wolf wHole..
    holy and sacred as greATest Gift of fearless Love
    can live as WE Good Wolves wHOle.. hmm.. gotta
    appt.. coming in P’Cola.. in 65 minutes must get moving
    faster now to the next quote to say.. coming now.. NoW..

    “The true meaning of life is to plant trees,
    under whose shade you do not expect to sit.”

    ~~ Nelson Henderson ~~

    oH.. cRap.. i ain’t got time to tale the story
    better so i’ll have to quote my own
    self from before of what
    i said before here
    just for
    and giggles..
    before i hit the
    FriGGinG iNterstate
    to the ‘hell’ out there..

    “Stars are born to output and share liGht..
    at least for as long
    as they live..
    and as dim as i once
    was.. almost bLack
    of liGht..
    the saving
    grace then was
    to water a plant
    to make
    grow made
    my life still
    a star
    matter how
    dArk the candle
    i felt iN bLack
    then.. and
    oh.. the saviors of the world..
    and a story i love to tale a little
    different as parables do.. when free
    and not imprisoned by books.. pages..
    paragraphs.. lines or words of print
    of yesternows.. bound
    by past authority
    that no
    longer should
    exist.. for free..
    so.. anyway.. sorry iF
    you already heard it but
    it will be different anyway..
    hehe.. as free WiLL be
    when unleashed
    and released
    as being
    starliGht oF eYes
    within.. a dusty road..
    a little boy with no words..
    disabled from birth without
    the ability to speak.. but a lover
    of growth.. in shape of trees..
    a sapling brought home
    by loving mother
    then.. placed
    on a counter
    by a lamp that shines..
    the boys sees green and
    wants to see more.. so he
    nurtures this PLANeT
    the ability
    to speak..
    water he does..
    fertilizing Love..
    Sunshine hope
    iN eYes of Loving
    Kind.. fertile ground
    outside.. dig a hole
    to comfort roots..
    spend time
    and effort
    caring Love
    and the Tree rises
    broad and sTrong..
    and soon provides shade
    for the front porch home..
    Sidewalks come.. but tree
    sTill bRanches out.. Flowers
    come more beautiful than before..
    Students from the local school who
    study trees are amazed by the beauty
    of this tree.. photos are taken.. shared..
    and the boys eYes shine to see what his
    Love inspires.. tree no longer needs boy
    to grow strong now.. and the little
    boy becomes ill and his life
    goes dark..
    Years later..
    a shy young man iS
    walking this sidewalk
    of the boy’s home.. and
    a most beautiful dark haired
    girl approaches him.. with smiling
    face.. the boys eyes liGht up but what
    to say.. ah.. the center piece of conversation
    iS standing tAll and floweRinG more beautiful
    iT seems than ever before on this March Spring
    day.. a spark of instant Love is in the air..
    and that begins a Love that
    will last ’till death..
    the shy boy becomes
    confident with the Love of
    his wife.. joins the Military..
    and even rises to the ranks
    of politics then.. Love grows
    and fearless Lives..
    the boy is
    now a
    Strong man..
    and makes a decision
    as a leader of the world
    that prevents World War III…
    Life on the PlanT now iS saved..
    So who is the savior.. the boy..
    the man.. the girl.. the Loving
    wife.. the parents.. the schools
    providing education.. the tree
    or the little disabled boy
    and all the
    from around the
    world.. well the truth
    iS aLL they are.. as theRe
    is no i.. me but us and we
    oF Life..
    Moral of the
    story.. water a tree
    Of Life and see wHere
    iN ocean
    eYes free..:)”

    Google.. is such an excellent
    mesSage assistant.. less than
    a second with keyword
    of sapling
    and the message
    comes back again..
    Namaste.. gigoid..:)


    Of Naked
    oF light
    To shed the
    Clothes of
    Manmade culture..
    Be one with God
    Of all that is Nature
    Allone Beauty Now..:)


    SMiLes.. my friEnd.. Rytha..
    YoUr Kind and Loving
    Words inSpiRe me…
    Sadly.. To me at
    Least.. Some
    Folks see liFe..
    Mostly as
    Numbers.. Others
    Do Life Free Verse
    For Love.. like
    You and i..
    And sure..
    Those who
    Rule over art..
    Bring order
    To potential
    Anarchy and
    My Spirit that
    Will not be censored
    Was Deleted and Banned
    From linking at dVerse.. Too..
    But.. i am A.. iSREAL Love flu that
    Will not be cured by
    The prison of
    Ha! In
    The online world..
    THeRe is now always
    Alternatives of ways
    Away.. that chain
    A Free Art of
    Love.. i’D rather
    Be allone with
    Fearless Love than
    To be
    By rules..
    Sure.. Love
    Is the only
    Law of A
    TrUe WiLL
    i as I..
    Like the
    Of winds..
    Calm Center
    FLamE as a
    HurriCanE noW..
    My Lovely.. Kind FriEnd..:)

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