Super Fly oF liGht

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“Individuality seems to be Nature’s whole aim —
and she cares nothing for individuals.” — Goethe

Fallacy number one
of modern civilizations..

Human is separate
from Nature.. hmm…

FAct.. SoMe HUmans Care..
PArt oF Nature does inDeed care..

All of Nature is surely more than care..
and less than care too.. and for hUmans
wHo care that makes pArt oF Nature God sAMe Great..

Caring is Great..
Love is Great..
in this way
Nature
AKA
GOD..
iS Great too..:)

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http://freeversenudepoetry.blogspot.com/2016/09/after-book-of-fred-free-verse-nude.html

Fellow Poet Blogger MotherWinterMoon expresses
concern that she is unable to open up my Word
Press Blog.. and she is very nice to
ask this question..
as most people
likely never try again..
as sure.. as i suggest below..
life can be kinda busy in the first world today..

And i go on to say..

Hi Friend.. Thanks for asking..

http://katiemiafrederick.blogspot.com

That’s the URL of one of two blogspot blogs that people with this issue use as an alternative…

The Word Press Version does not handle.. well.. the intense use of visual poetry that i use to complement what is currently technically the longest long form poem ever at 703 Macro-verses and over 3.3 Million words long.. If in print.. In terms of paper.. Over 30K pages long..

It’s a hobby just for fun and the Word Press Version takes a very powerful computer and really BROAD band access to open up..

Winks.. Technology has almost caught up with me.. But i continue to challenge Moore’s Law and cultural norms in general.. Even in the poetry world.. But ha! History proves i’m in good company with the ‘craayyyyzzy ones’.. i don’t use sidewalks..;)

And that comment doesn’t go through as her blog doesn’t accept
links without moderation so i go on to spell the link out
and replay it back again.. as she still expresses
concern as her internet is never slow
and she hasn’t had this problem
with other blogs..
in doing so i
copy the comment
above again and
say additionally..

i cannot open the
Word Press Version
of my blog with my iPhone5s..
but no problem with my iPhone6s
with an LTE connection.. and with
my wife’s Micro-Soft based HP computer
i cannot open up any of it.. and it is the
same year.. 2013.. of my iMAC computer..
it’s more of an issue likely that your
Computer and Internet access
hasn’t met a blog
of close to
the Nature of
what i present there..
And as my wife tries to
come up with a label for
me as a person.. all she
can say is “you’re something”..
haha.. but you know this is the
poetry world.. and that shouldn’t
be a surprise i thought.. but i often
find as in the old days of Whitman and
others.. some folks are still on guard with
the
strange
of we..
smiles..
anyway.. thanks
for asking.. life is busy..
and Lord Knows if i still
worked.. wouldn’t have time
to even write 300 words on the
Internet vs.. the 12 million words
i’ve done since ThanksGiving Day
of 2010.. i was never a word person
but with the loss of my eyesight and
hearing.. effectively with what is
termed as type two Trigeminal
Neuralgia.. the worst pain
known to humankind
from wake to
sleep for
66 months like
a dentist drill without
Novocaine.. that yes.. in
my case was in my right
eye and ear.. i had to find
a hobby in hell.. and i had
no other choice but to
become words
my friend…
as no drug
would touch
that pain..
somewhere
along the line my
soul came back and the
pain went away.. and now
i am just a dam of Love
broke
out
of hell..
and a dancing one too..
anyway.. i’m thinking
the other link will likely
work.. particularly if you
have an iPhone6s or later..
and with the new 7 it should be
a breeze as it is with a Samsung
7 too.. as Moore’s Law finally
catches up to all i do..
my friend..
Have a great day..
for me at least Life
is the gift that has no limit
in sharing and giving.. my FriEnd..
somehow visiting hell for 66 months
made it that way for me.. an adaptation i guess.. to Heaven..
no.. i reAlly don’t
have to guess..
there is no
doubt.. in faCt..
as i live it now..
a much better place in liGht..:)

Motherwintermoon responds
back eloquently in
sympathy for
the history
of my pain..
in anew
understanding
of why i like to write.. SO MUCH..

and i return.. by saying poeticAlly too..

SAdly.. my friend..
motherwintermoon..
not many people
have sympathy
for the
devil
but
me and
it seems you too..
thank you.. there IS
A place for folks like
you
in
Heaven..
it’s a place
we make or break noW mY friEnd..
i have zero pain now.. and
i am not going back to hell..
ergo
all
of this..
as i make it happen..
every now without fail
in giving and sharing all..
in a beauty of effortless flow..
it’s nice in heaven.. best oF all.. it’s real now
and
totAlly
FREE..
and that my
friend can be
An ultimate message of poEtry..
sAdly.. somehow that pArt of
Luke 17:21 got lost along
A
Way..
i brought
it back and
so have many
otHeRs.. sAdly2..
it is almost impossible
to convince someone
else heaven exists
now until
they
arrive..
perHaps by the
time i write 80 million words
i’ll find a way to put Heaven into words..
and perhaps that IS A reason for hell.. my friEnd..
bottom
line..
Thanks..;)

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Back on the ‘Wrong Planet’.. an Internet site
for outcasts who are far from what this
Autistic Online Community whole
termed as Neurotypical..
which of course there is
no typical in human nows that always
change but sure.. relatively speaking
in generalized ways.. anyWay.. E-Scaping
life as a visual thinker.. a necessity of a pain
disorder that changed eye vision to something
that could not be utilized effectively without almost
intolerable pain.. and any pain where you can
avoid committing suicide is somewhat
tolerable.. as there is pain
that is not tolerable..
as at first
i was willing
to jump off into
shallow water off
a boardwalk or even
lay flat in a puddle of
4 inches of water and
drown myself.. but sure..
autonomic reflexes and all
of that.. even though.. were mostly
shot with another disorder.. i couldn’t
do that or more aptly put my instincts
would not allow it.. as i found out the wild
of the reptilian brain aka as the Serpent
WiLL live at all costs.. at a price of life
that has always had its peaks iN
struggle for all animals
per se.. of the
Kingdom
here
on Earth..
anyway.. escaping
the synergy of life threatening
disorders of as you say Murphy’s
Law and i say now in hell.. words were
shallow with little substance of the full feelings
of Emotions.. and Affective Empathy that move us
to do more in life than sitting still and stagnating as such..
and what they oft said on that Wrong Planet when something
came trUe and liGht and blUe as sKeYes of sPark of Wisdom..
QFT.. Quoted For Truth.. and today.. that’s all i can say about
the pearls you say plus even more below with the quotes
for truth
once again..
and sure.. i’ll be
using this ‘elsewhere’..
no need to read any further.. hehe..
as i understand life’s limitations
all too
well
in literal hell
as you’ve likely
heard many times by
now.. my Friend.. gigoid..

“I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together!”

~~ (The Beatles) I Am The Walrus ~~

If only folks knew that The Walrus IS A real Good Cop Jesus..

“The only people for me are the mad ones,
the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved,
desirous of everything at the same time,
the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing,
but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles
exploding like spiders across the stars…”

~~ Jack Kerouac, “On the Road” ~~

If only folks knew that Jack Kerouac IS A real Good Cop Jesus..

“Sometimes even to live is an act of courage.”

~~ Seneca ~~

If only folks knew that Seneca iS A real Good Cop Jesus..

“”I say that a man must be certain of his morality
for the simple reason that he has to suffer for it.”

~~ G. K. Chesterton, Illustrated London News, 8/4/06 ~

If only folks knew that G.K Chesterton IS A real Good Cop Jesus..

“The question was put to him, what hope is;
and his answer was, “The dream of a waking man.”

~~ Diogenes Laertius — Aristotle, xi ~~

If only folks knew that Diogenes Laertius IS A real Good Cop Jesus..

“Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future,
you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way in the answer.”

~~ Rainer Maria Rilke ~~

If Only folks knew that Rainer Maria Rike IS A real Good Cop Jesus..

“All virtue is summed up in dealing justly.”

~~ Aristotle ~~

If only folks knew that Aristotle IS A real Good Cop Jesus..

And now i say..

If only folks knew as history clearly shows now in empirical
way that this Biblical concept of Jesus is a human archetype of
the hero who struggles as a potential good and bad cop too..
and sure that is clearly evidenced in what exists
as the current story in the
New Testament too
for Bi-polar
Temperament
in both liGht and DArk..
yeah.. as i’ve said many times
before.. the Luke 17 part that
says hate your mommy.. daddy..
siblings and children.. if that they
don’t believe precisely what i say..
to Love your enemy.. oh the irony
of the bi-polar good cop and
bad cop of all of that
as sure..
many folks
in law enforcement
start out wanting to help
everyone.. and eventually
their empathy and compassion
can get drained too.. as sure they
are only human too.. and they breakdown
too as the story told in many words of different
humans as science now shows too in the Jesus
Meme of the New World too.. oh a wish
for the Greek Definition of
Apocalypse where
we finally
lift the veils
of ignorance..
AnD..
figure out
Love and
Nature is great
and worship the whole
enchilada as sacred and
holy and live in that pArt
of Luke 17:21 that says
the Kingdom of Heaven
is within as Nature iSREAL NoW..
Kingdom of God.. yeah.. when the
Love flu
gets
spread
in interconnecting
interrelating way..
so fare a travel
when one let’s
tHeir Love Flow iSREAL..
Love is Great.. Love is Great.. Love
iSREAL.. why not do iSREAL Love and
Worship that while maintaining a semblance
of respects for the myths that house the vehicles
and vessels of TruTh and LiGht.. anyway.. i ain’t writing
this for the poor front porch folks who are already doing the love flu..
i’m writing it for
the big
wigs
of
fear
and hate..
the eye of the
needle and the
fact cat camels who
i have sympathy for as
the deVil lost iN iSREAL
HeLL too.. and sure to
get through that’s a JOB
For JOB.. meanwhile i’ll
enjoy Love on the Front Porch of GodNoW..:)

Thanks my friend.. i was kinda floating
through today on the gas fumes left
of the night of last dance..
bordering on the
edge
of Lewis
Carroll..
hehe.. as
the wonderland
continues heRE and
tHeRe for now @lEast..;)

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WeLL.. back now to
last night and
dance..
as i said then..
in regard to two beautiful young
women from the University of
West Florida.. who could easily
be models and likely more beautiful
too than what most folks see of models
these days.. and sure all women are
beautiful in their own way.. but these
women are going somewhere.. they
are not at the dance for drinks
and pick up per se.. they
are there to let
loose from
the mechanical cognition of
University Life .. where as i know
and feel all too well from my history
there.. there are some days where if
you don’t have a beer your mind may explode
out of balance per se.. as yes.. mechanical
cognition activities or as Johnny from the
Shining says.. all work and no play
can make Cindy Sue
a very unhappy
girl too..
and i have no idea if the twins
in the dance photos are named Cindy
or Sue.. either.. hehe.. as i’ve never been
much of a label person.. easily able to
see the soul of anyone in the eyes that
are truly the window to God inside..
My Father was an Identical Twin..
and per these happy Smiley
Seville Quarter Dance
photos.. celebrating
my 127th week
of dance there..
i must say.. these
Seville twins are
identical too.. in beauty
of course too.. and niceness ..
as i find all the other girls at Seville
who have become dance friends with me..
the regularly scheduled Macro-verse for
Thursday as one can see now.. got pushed
to 9162016.. it seems it was just meant to be..
couldn’t be too late for dance.. for R and R Holy and Sacred Thursday..
and sure for the specific meaning of that significance 91616 is all nines
and sixes and ones kinda like my birthday 06061960 but sure today’s
date has a two in it for second as well.. there will always be second
or there can be no first.. it’s truly as simple as that.. and there
will always be first as there can be no first without last
either for logic purposes only in concrete thinking
as truly reality doesn’t have to fit the
order of human made math..
or symbols of letters
and words
to even
scratch the
surface of the essence of
all that is.. anyway..

the profile pic according
to the latest Facebook bug
or change or whatever they are
doing with the software at present ain’t
likely to stick in the comments section of
my blog working on the 704th Macro-Verse of
Longest Long Form Poem now.. so sure.. i carefully
made sure those twins were included in the Facebook
provided Video Slide show for last night.. plan B and beyond
always in my back pocket.. per se too.. in systemizing old Fred..
the Robot ways of being.. that i can pull up at will with the devil and
hell too..
if need
be for survival
and thriving art of course too..:)

And now we move on to Facebook Algorithm
Provided as every good secretary will do to help
‘the boss’ get the job done of numbers or art..
or both as it were and is.. a MacroVerse
memory shared here too.. of..
Ojoy THE DEAD ZONE.. and
i’ve probably already
spoken enough
about that today..
but sure there are always
more ways to share than what i say now..
here in a memory of two years ago.. where
i continue to get stronger as the record shows
there as well as moving on in potential oF art..
where age is only a number and heArt is everything more..:)

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/09/16/ojoy-the-dead-zone/

And now.. finAlly from a year ago.. a hallmark post named Desert
i’LL Change as the prompt of that day from a year ago at
dVerse would sever my further attempts to link there
that had already somewhat stifled part of
my creativity in fitting the less
of expectations and limits
of others..
a short poem
to meet their expectations
of rules by the letter.. for
a prompt on change..
but a denial by the
administrators that
the change in rebirth of life
as Island escaping cultural rules
was enough for what the true Jesus
could metaphor of reborn too.. you know
the Good Cop Jesus.. who was just a flesh
and blood dude.. who went out in the desert
away from his sidewalk cardboard patriarchal
culture repressing emotions and senses and
sexuality too of course.. to find God innately
instinctually and intuitively inside as free
animal of God’s Kingdom
on Earth will do
in animal
homeostasis
Heaven too..
i suppose.. i couldn’t
really expect anyone who
would go by the book of a promise
of reborn in a heaven after life..
after all that is a source
of domination
of Nature..
and each other
in old patriarchal ways
in all that runs a red state way..
but i for one will not hide my own
personal trUth and liGht in what sTiLL
is the greATest aWaKeNinG oF my Life
as Phoenix rising from the ashes of all the
illusory fears and promises of culture and religion
today.. and of course.. transparently.. the administrators
just wanted to me to do less as they wouldn’t be held
up loading my blog on slower computers.. and that’s
okay as i told them they didn’t even have to come by..
but that wasn’t enough.. and that’s okay too..
as since then.. i’ve been able to more
fully find my personal potential
of art without restraint from others
and since then in empirical measure
the viewership of the my blogs that are
much easier to open.. that sure.. the
administrators could have used
with a little effort too.. have
skyrocketed with 655 views
as the picture tales the story
in blogspot in a hour’s time
yesterday and 1395 views for one
day too.. it’s a big world.. and not
everyone has a slower computer or too
much other stuff to do.. to get inspired by
much more of what i do.. and this is the potential
inspiration that could bring the next Beethoven
or Mozart or even Einstein to the forefront
of modern culture again.. as Lord
knows everyone needs
a hand
along the
way.. at least a few..
if one is human at all..
i enjoy running up A Hill..
not a Hill of Likes.. Follows..
and brown nosing for prizes now..
but a hill of love that never ends.. uP as Free arT..
and that reminds me of the two lovely young ladies i
met on the sidewalk.. at the end of the night.. at
Old Seville.. excited to meet me in the voice..
as they had been viewing my free dance
from a distance for a long time..
up to then.. they said
what they were
afraid of in life
as they had seen happen
to older folks is they would lose
their heaRt.. and of course as i tale everyone..
the answer is free.. dance.. naked without rules of culture
now.. to bRinG yOur heARt down.. but sure i used another
metaphor than naked.. and told ’em i was 56.. showed
’em photos on Facebook of the wife who never ages
and they sang to me in Unison as i walked off
in the Full Moon parking lot.. WE Love you..
We Love you.. twice.. somehow that
tasted better than all the
Facebook And
Word Press
likes i’ll ever
get as i could
see it in their eyes
in the photo i took then..
before they ever said it..
Nah.. Hips and eYes don’t lie
on the free dance floors of LiFe..
and sure God told me to write it all
down.. and keep a record of my miracles
that iSREAL to come.. so i wRite/DancE on in simple
and complex Covenant of Love with all that is GOD noW..
for truly in both dance and words God iS poetry at GreATest LiGht..
keeping in
mind.. essence
oF poeTry and not
human words or steps alone..
God IS A Verb oF BEinG noW aLLoNe..:)

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/09/15/30347/

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Fellow Blogger Friend Zee shares
a open mic poet speak about
the state of when
boys say
they love
the girls
in their life..

And i say..

Lovely Poetry in the spoken word
my friend.. but what is Love..
a password to own
or key to free..
all that owns
is away from free..
all that frees lacks ownership
of others.. as the village instinctually
raises the child and we are all brothers
and sisters.. but as science shows the
limit there is a village of around 150
to 200 sets of eYes that fight
for Love
and Survival
fearlessly day
to day toGeTHer..
as One Force oF huMan
beings as the monkeys huddle
together in the zoo arm in arm
when intruder humans
come inside..
or the
Penguins
that huddle for
warm in polar way..
Love is the Force that
glues us toGeTher beyond
all obstacles of Environmental
Stress but those were the eyes
of the
poet
before
the written
word my friEnd..
as synchronicity will have
it.. i just wrote somewhat of
a poetic thank you.. honoring two
girls who were strangers exclaiming
i love you for nothing and everything
of the free dance of me.. i told ’em i wrote
poetry.. but did that matter.. they had never
heard me speak before that moment.. no it
didn’t.. ’cause the love song was in body language
and eyes that say we are togeTher in this game before
those feelings
fall or rise
to shells
that may or may
not hold eYes of Love..
Wild Wolves Love more than
domesticated ones ever will.. the
answer is simple.. they need each other
for the hunt and survival of life.. wHere togETher
and Social
Role
means
liVing to
survive and thrive
alWays now Free..
when a person is truly
free it is truly hard to
do less than love my friEnd..
@least
that is what
my experience
teaches me to
date of life and
death before
of life
away
from that..
other than that as
i go into the modern dance
hall and hear the rape language
of the men in the men’s room away
from ears of women.. i often find my
self falling into similar poetic words about
the state of males.. but i quickly come to
my reasoning mind that says it’s
culture mostly that makes
them that way..
so far
away
from a
village of love my friend..
they (many) truly are the unlucky
ones to be born into cOld sHeLLs of Words..
where flesh is only a tool to be consumed…

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SMiLes.. Thanks Hank as
always for stopping by and taking
the time and effort to leave a comment..
and it’s safe to say that every blog post here
in total as you comment here to my last
comment on my blog post
that in the ‘ordinary world’
is an entire blog post to itself
as each Micro Verse or even
Micro Micro Verse can be viewed
from smaller level of the entire Macro
Verse SigNature sUn arE onE here
as 703rd Macro Verse of entire Ocean
Poem of Longest Long Form total Poem
in the history of humankind.. hehe.. as i say
to let folks know WTF FTW i am doing here in
total as art.. to make the UniVerse make sense..
hehe.. perhaps figuratively and literally too if
one can see the greater metaphor for
how Nature works too as art..
my friend instead
of only
the small
view of empirical
science as it gathers
pARts to see better
the whole of God as
A scribe of God too..
i am both scribe and a painter
of God my FriEnd.. and sure.. i’m
not the first one for sure who went beyond
the crowd to do more than the standard of the
day.. otherwise there would be no theory of relativity..
there would be no painting on the sistine chapel..
nor the other greatest works of artists who
made their art a laser focus from
wake to sleep..
where most
certainly
all of what they
did would have been
considered some kind of
psychological disorder now if it
interfered with whatever the social
norm of group think decides is the flavor
of the success of the day.. it’s worth noting that
in some countries that group think still says female
genital mutilation is what a woman does for self esteem
and women follow this ideology blindly as that is what society
says to do.. and in other countries they remove a portion of the
male penis to separate males from the other male animals of
nature to make them special.. haha with a 20% discount
of member benefits from Nature as it were and
still is for protection from environmental
elements that foreskin provides
when one is not too
afraid to go
out into
Nature born
as we are born to
be all natural and equipped
to meet the challenges of the
environment we are naturally evolved
to live in.. humans have amazing potential
my friend but only if they escape group think..
and the catch 22 of that is group think is
required for survival in the wild
too.. problem is when
words can be
written down
as collective intelligence
and folks forget how to think
for themselves as a group to do
new stuff too.. and that’s the great thing
about blogs.. particularly when one pays
for a Word Press Blog with no limits of storage..
like the army says i can be all i can and will be..
with no limits or expectations of group think my friend..
and when i finish the sistine chapel or symphony of writing..
the joy will be in doing it.. the same reason Van Gogh painted
too my friend.. to celebrate the joy or dampen the pain of the
beauty and struggles of life.. so again.. thanks for seeing
a pArt of the Sistine Chapel here worthy to comment
on.. as surely if i used the Sistine Chapel
as a prompt to write poetry
i would focus
on the pARts
that inspired
me most.. and perhaps
eventually when my pARts
came together there would be
another Sistine Chapel painted with
words my friend.. so the show must go
on or not.. it depends on the relative free will
and how much we can withstand those who say.
this is not how we do it.. so stop.. just stop.. hehe..
there is no stopping me my friend as i find God within
and i respect God too much not to be all i can be.. so the
painting
groWs
oN and
here in Fredland
there are no ceilings
of paint at all my friend
as air and water am i
as the breeze
that
never
ends.. waves
of Ocean whole..
and the stream
that has an equal
salience as the Ocean whole too my Friend..:)

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SMiLes my friEnd.. Prajakta.. Evolutionary speaking
failure is part of the daily routine of foraging
for missing the capture of prey or the more
deadly aspect of not escaping predator..
basic lesson
learned
walk
softly
and carry
the biggest stick
one can.. however.. these
days the stick is a keyboard
and a screen.. and standard
IQ along with collective intelligence
as written down.. i was blessed with
standard IQ.. and when everyone else
struggled in school it was a breeze for me..
never even having to read the textbooks as
memory for lectures would do.. the social part
was beyond me.. but the key is it was beyond
me.. so something i got used to as beyond..
then.. so i went on with great
success as a problem
solver..
and the problems
i solved eventually took
my heArt away as that is what
science shows mechanical cognition
will do.. it more and less kills the poetic
intelligence of the hEart.. so sometimes
it’s hard to tale if one is a total failure in some
ways as there is no view to the other
potential world that some
others can take for
granted too..
i would trade
all the standard IQ..
all the money i accumulated
by being a proficient personal
financial manager.. for just one
poem of life my friend.. and that was
a decades failure… in success i had no
idea even existed then.. there is a world of
what society says is success today.. and there
is a world within that is scores of thousands of years
old that dances and sings.. without a written word and
that my friend is the poetry of the heARt that’s free.. and
that’s why i don’t worry about likes.. followers or whatever..
but the human touch is what has always made life worth living..
and i find that greatest with a song and dance of life that has
neither
lessons
or sheet music..
for me failure is not being free..
so in reaLliTy of that i was never
a success with riches.. or a gold
star for doing the best in school..
or being named Superman in both
work and school for doing the most
with relative ease through most of it..
my HeARt was mostly untapped as a resource for LiGht..
but nah.. i don’t bLame myself.. as i knew not how or why i failed..
as it wasn’t important to either school or work to teach liGht oF heARt..
simply ’cause it’s a resource inside that can only be tapped with freedom..
there are
no lesson
plans that
work freely for creativity of the heARt..:)

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SMILes..
Zee..
i find the
greaTest hope
iN bEinG cHange
i hope for.. sMiLes..
from bEyond
A
to
Z..;)

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sMILes.. mY friEnd.. thefeatheredsleep..
as ‘they’ say.. what doesn’t kill you makes
you stronger.. but when it’s killing you..
it sure hurts..
until you bloom
again.. the Hardy
Rose.. the soUL now
that knoWs the empty
of the bLackHeARt Rose..
my challenges in life were not
of the intellectual kind but the
physical and the emotional intelligence
of liFe.. that is humanity at core as evolved
sTill.. as if humanity can be measured on a paper test..
written as number standard of dollar bills.. size of homes..
speed of cars.. style of clothes.. so much more external to
iNternal WiLL
of MoVinG.. CoNNecTinG
CreAtinG WiLL oF iMaginAtiON
riSinG AboVe Challenge.. adapting
to be so much more of the gifts
of surviving against struggle..
from ancestors furry..
gilled.. to
one
celled
organisms..
and star dust
remnants..
from Star
explosions.. before…
Star Dust Sentient.. what
a gift that is.. To be all we
can be.. is surely to Face A
Sun of God that gives us
this great life
with
awe
to be all we can
be while this opportunity
for life exists.. iSREAL.. sMiLes..
so many creature comforts and sAdly
what is missing in many folk’s life is a real
physical and emotional struggle for life where
we experience misery and suffering up close and
personal.. where we fight toGetHeR to make the meal
of the day a reaLiTy for all to share.. wHeRe we DancE..
SinG.. naked.. unashamed of the nature/sun that births
our flesh.. in sand and sun free.. and where we are not
afraid to reach out to each other.. holding hands..
for the joy
of this
life
is as
is for now..
Life has alWays
been a Rose.. oveRAll..
and a hardy one witH
thorns.. thaT cross of
tHorns IS A miGhty onE
tHat makes liFe iSREAL.. and worth JoY..
in every way we can find to celebrate thaT
bEtween crosses oF dARk tHorns spARkinG liGht..:)

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“Be not afraid of going slowly; be only afraid of standing still.”

~~ Chinese Proverb ~~

However.. as science suggests
now.. twenty percent of all the
animal kingdom are born sitters..
while the rest lean more towards rover..
Some folks do better in dancing meditation
than sitting meditation too.. i am a Super
Rover..
now.. no
sitting still..
meditation now
for me.. however
it works fine for sitters..
and introverts who find
the world out there a little
too stimulating and don’t
have the courage to dance
in public..
he
he.. ha..;)

“I like people better than principles, and I like people with no
principles better than anything else in the world.”

~~ Oscar Wilde ~~

All social animals live
by principles.. including
the principle that says
i don’t wanna follow rules..
i can get away with dancing in public
only for the reason.. i can sense when
i make ‘sitting folks’ uncomfortable and
remove my self from their view as now to
avoid complaints to store management
and to get my privilege.. yes.. privilege
to dance in private stores revoked..
so.. sure.. even in the wiLdEst
of Public Dances comes
the principle
of no harm
to the sitters who
are scared of the
Super Rovers too..
and for a social animal..
liking folks better with no
principles is a moral relativist
principle in itself as it goes against
basic social animal nature that even
without language is based on the principle
of social cooperation.. and with other organisms
of course.. the principle of pleasure and pain applies..
always
now for
the struggle to
successfully survive
now to now alWays..:)

“Failure to understand reality is not reality’s fault.”

~~ Bill Henneman ~~

The reality is some ‘folks’ are not even
born to understand reality.. and perhaps
the culture that provides A greater ‘understanding’
of reality.. in human collective intelligence.. is actually
a not so kind of virus or cancer.. as this understanding
of reality has allowed humans to manipulate the balance
of Nature.. and destroy Bee Populations.. et al.. etc..
without even understanding the
synergy of the discrete
actions that
spoil the whole as
tapestry as canvas
of life for the hand
that strokes the painting
of life with a destructive pen of death..
All is action and consequence and all
is Karma of reaLiTy.. iF fault lies within
the realm of reality.. it is indeed the
action and consequence in pARt
of reaLity whole.. therefore
the fault as consequence
as well in dArk perceived
as opposed to liGht
perceived..
but of
course in
terms of reaLity..
some ‘folks’ see that
as good and evil.. and ‘others’..
mostly in terms of feelings and
senses without written abstract
symbols/concepts that determine’ moral words’
for the essence of pain and pleasure iSREAL..:)

“Three passions, simple but overwhelmingly strong, have governed my life:
the longing for love, the search for knowledge,
and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind.”

~~ Bertrand Russell, Autobiography ~~

And inDeed with Moving and
Creating added in to the mix that
makes us human.. sadly.. ‘philosophy’..
other than martial arts.. mostly.. has
been stuck between the ears..
in neo cortical way of reason..
and even away from heARt..
in limbic system way..
the reptilian
brain cannot
be ignored for
art of innate..
instinctual and
intuitive movement
to get the heArt now
regulated in feelings
and the body integrated
in seNses to have any
chance of achieving real
animal homeostasis as ‘our’
other ‘friends’.. move like the
wind and water as invisible to
escape predator and capture prey..
And true it is that the modern ‘science’ of
sociology shows that the ‘art’ of self esteem
for the highest demographic of self esteem attributed
to any ethnic and gender demographic alone is that of
the African American male.. factors cited are ability to
defend one’s self successfully in a physical or verbal
altercation.. and prowess in reproductive fitness..
If i didn’t learn this education from folks
like my African American Friends..
i would be no more
than words and
flowered words
on page.. instead
i am a vibrant public
dancer who receives words
of i Love you from totally strange
beautiful young women who also
tell me i must have mighty big balls
to do what i do without fear.. truth is..
they are only average.. but even women
with no testicles at all are far braver these
days than boys who continue to play video
games in their parents basement until age 30+ or so…
as all stuff in animal life.. use it or lose it apples and to
lose physical and emotional intelligence is simply to
be a
scared
nerd and
or wimp of life..
like me before i learned
my ‘African American Male’ lesson
well.. it don’t matter how smart you
are.. if you are scared of the midnight walk in
the wild.. i.. at least.. find in the greaTest lesSon
of life.. to walk as the Lion is free.. anything
less
is a
leSson
in a book..
or perhaps
a poem without
teeth.. yeah.. some
of the ‘weirdest’ stuff
i do is based in art of science too..
King David was no ‘word fool’ either
as that myth goes.. dancing for the
slave girls with little ‘own’ IS A way
for a king
and
not a slave..
and to free the
slave girls.. is the
hero realized when
the slave girls freely
say.. oh God.. oh god.. i Love you
just the way you are.. heHe.. and
as Lilly Tomlin says ‘that’s the truth’..;)’..

“And now there is merely silence, silence, silence, saying all we did not know.”

~~ William Rose Benet ~~

Thanks God for the
God scribe of Google..
and the Internet as it is
the censorship of freedom of information
that is the killer of we did not know..
as long as one continues to get out..
Defend oneself and dance..
and wow the opposite
sex.. or whatever..
et al.. etc.. is
A flavor of
muse..
to
continue
to create
life in
epic
way…
mY
Philosophy
of life
goes
well beyond
books of ignorance.. my Friend..
simply ’cause i also hang out with
the wild and super happy ones too..
and keep my hall monitor pass..
in
my
back
pocket too..
with a healthy
poEtry of HeARt..
to keep the LuSt
and Love for liFe
and all oTHers..
including
Nature
aka
God
aLL aS BaLanCinG
Force of Super liGht way now..
And yes all of this to get the
title of my current 704th
Macro-Verse.. so
far of Ocean
Whole Poem..
noW as
‘Super liGht’..
as alWays.. thanks
gigoid.. A giFt iS
iN aLL GiVinG
and shaRing of liFE aLLone
as Super liGht of humankind
continues to Rise toGeThEr onlinE now..
hOlding hands of more than pens too.. glObAlly..:)

And in summary one of the most valuable
lesSons my Teachers provided me in
school.. is.. if you do more than
the norm
you get
eXtra
Credit
in LiFe..
So i dance
more and lovely
strangers who are
women say i Love you
just the way you are.. and
hmm.. i thInk tHeRE is a SonG
for that too.. as that is the ultiMate..
extra
credit
for mE.. my Friend..
Love.. juST Love
Free Love
for nothing
more than
being
the
Dance
oF Y i..
with no
FucKinG
Words aT aLL..;)

CRap if i was younger
and stiLL didn’t have
to recuperate.. and
use this wRiTinG
as an excuse to
rest my older feet..
i M A G i N E noW..
juST aLL the Love you’s
i could geT all for FReED..
ha! and ‘they’ don’t even kNoW
my name other than i Love you..
somenows..
i juSt
wanna
say FucK
Words and
juST DancE..
then i wRite on..
hehe.. i suppose..
to deliver the mail..
or the money as it WeRe
and is as words.. words word..
oh.. the FucKinG HomEwork.. never ends2..
all for
Xtra
Credit.. he sHe2..;)

ps..
as a side
note2.. assisting
you in your temporary state..
also.. while your back
pain continues..
insuring
your
posts
stIll go
over 2k words..;)

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To see God inside all human
beings and all of nature same
as God sAMe IS A Road
to Fearless my
friEnd
in Love way..
over here in the U.S..
tHere is a climate of great
political division now..
but sure
that is
what humans
innately can do..
if not polished and
refined by fearless love..
discriminate against the
different.. even if what the different
does seems so deplorably dArk noW as
Hillary recently announced about a segment
of the population that consistently is fearful
of the different among us.. well.. as science shows
noW it’s paRt of HUman Nature.. as no two humans in
inherent nature are identical and some are
very different and always changing
of course too.. to understand the
differences of human being
and to tolerate and
accept the
pARts
we cannot
change..
is surely
a path to
better see
the Kingdom of God
that lives within what each
of we may see and feel differently
of the liGht and dArk of LiFe that
crosses our eYes uniquely as every
hUman multi-Verse wiLL.. seNse
and FeeL.. to do.. Evolution of
the hUman soUl is toward
understanding.. tolerance
and acceptance
of the difference
iN liGht
and dARk.. of oTheRs..
and even understanding
the trouble some folks have
in a basic task of even understanding other’s
differences IS A path and WiLL for those who
can.. and in this way.. it’s true.. as far as innate
propensities go.. God does as Nature make at
least two castes of human beings.. the wild and
the free.. and the cautious and reserved.. in
other words.. liberal vs conservative..
these two natural castes
are evidenced in cultures
around the world..
but sTilL
this KinGdom
perceived as dArk
or liGht depending
on how one is innately
born.. is StilL
God
within..
no matter
dARk or liGht..
i was really disappointed
when Hillary suggested that
the ignorant were deplorable..
as trUly some know not what they
do nor can some feel it and sense
the harm they do to others..
sadly..
as the
board is often
the largest in eye.. for those who
complain at the eYes of Different..
how blessed are those who develop understanding
and how much help to those who have difficulty
tolerating
and accepting
the liGht and DArk
of Namaste that lives inside..
as Kali Will have ‘her’ say too iN
liGht of dArK oF aLL thAT is.. iSREAL2..
anyWay.. if everyone could see God in
everYone now.. and the Kingdom of
Bliss.. Nirvana.. Heaven.. iS feLt
on this terrestrial
plane now..
oh.. the Joy
of liFe as liGht but
true.. the DARk iSReAL2..:)

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Across the Railroad Tracks of Love.. sure
the place i grew up.. in Down Town
Milton with the wild
Land Kids..
yes.. tHeir
name was
actually land..
and we watched dark shadows
and they played more wild out
in the yard.. with six kids.. and
there was only four of us in a
matriarchal loaded river
home.. of
Grand Ma..
Mama and
Sister.. with
little to no for me iN
then.. rough and tumble
play.. anyway.. my wife
was born across the railroad
tracks in a place where they throw
the child in the river and they learn to
sink or swim.. in a place.. where the
door is often open if one
has a home
to let
the other
folks who
struggle in for
a night stay and more..
and by the time i had finished
with my braces of higher paying
work world.. i determined i hadn’t even
scratched the surface of gaining my
across the railroad tracks
of Love
Degree
in physical
and emotional
intelligence that is
fluid and always changing
as the social and physical environment
demands for adaptation to challenge and
thrive alive.. survive.. or do less than Love
Across the Railroad tracks of what lives
within.. without even
a dollar
bill
of the
material way
of external life
away from the
Love that is garden
roots.. just waiting to be
watered aCross the railroad tracks of Love..
as juSt another Macro Verse Sponsored Memory
by Facebook rolls in for free.. in an Ocean of BottLed MesSAges..:)

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/09/17/across-the-railroad-tracks-of-love/

Hmm.. Change iAMSuperman2.. coming on the Heals
and exPANding on Desert i’LL Change
And of course the Ubermensch.. also
known as Overman and Superman
in terms of Philosopher
Nietzsche.. way back
in the 19th Century..
Claiming the Ascetic
Leaning philosophy
and the God of Christianity
was dying off to dead.. and some
one must come with a replacement..
so the emptiness of nihilism would not
become a way of life.. WitH a Love for Life..
the Earth.. yes.. to make Nature Sacred and no
longer an empty lot of ascetic leaning boring F iN liFe..
Hmm.. then we got the comic book hero Superman.. and
the social norm dictates that those individuals who go to far
out on a limb not be praised for their contributions.. less the
entire society gets on a limb and the chaos of anarchy
comes to be.. so the villain becomes the
Overman opposed to the lily
white character of
the man of
Steel then..
Hmm.. Batman
better reflects this Overman
ideal.. living in the shadows..
coming out when help is needed
most.. aLL human.. just uSing human
potential to the best of Nature and Technology
too.. to jump higher than the crickets who sing
same as
did
before..
so sure.. i try
to inspire other
folks to go further based
on the dArk and liGht accomplishments
of my life same as struggle in challenge to
overcome for thrive alive now.. and yes.. rise
hiGher.. much hiGher in one life now as science
identifies the processes of Epigenetics and
Neuroplasticity for unlocking and changing
for liGht the human potential
hidden in our
DNA iSREAL..
So yada.. yada
yoda yes.. just
another opportunity
to use thaT Katy Perry
Rise sonG aGaiN letting
go of the parachute of modern
cultures and moving uP witH GoD
of NatUre kinGdom liVinG inSiDe noW..
jUST waiting to come ouT and plaY uP…;)

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/09/16/change-iamsuperman2/

Hmm.. and now it’s’ juST
about change for Sun and
Sand Dance and the stARt
of the Weekend for Marathon
of Dance.. CloSinG in very
close to 6000 miles of
Dance in three
years of Public..
Dance by the
Pensacola Seafood Festival
Date of next week.. around
the Fall Equinox too..
as sure.. i’LL
Celebrate
every
now
as Feast Day2..:)

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Hi.. My FriEnd M.. now..
from the house of gigoid too..
nice to see you over here in
Ocean Poem Land.. heHe..
My Psychiatrist wanted
to give me Epilepsy Drugs
when he found out how many
words i was typing.. he had a name
for it per label of Hypergraphia.. and
‘they’ say the dude.. Lewis Carroll had
that word disorder too..
hmm.. so
he had Alice
iN Wonderland..
and i have Ocean Poem
Land.. HEhe.. as ‘they’
also say build it and
someone
will eventuAlly
come.. anyWay..
thanks for stopping by
and glad
you didn’t
totAlly drown
in the words today..
and no hell no.. i ain’t
taking no drugs for Heaven..
with or
without
all these words..
as long as i don’t harm
anyone or myself i’m Free to
Super Fly LiGht for NoW..
with steps of Dance and words of Song..:)

And yes.. my Friend..
i find that Dancing girls
put a really big smile on
my face
and that
is no pasted
on smile.. i am
feeling all oF iT for Dance..
Life is good.. alWays wiTh SMiLes..:)

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Hmm.. somenows..
i wonder why i don’t
see more middle age
folks doing fun antics
like dancing everywHeRe
they go.. and Kicking the
Big Red Target Ball through
that big.. hole in the wall too..
Life is fun with play.. take the play
away and you know what they say
about Johnny in the Shining and all of that..
you know.. people always complaining about
something since they forgot how to play.. that
keeps Yellow Boy.. Young at least.. as he sTiLL plays too..:)

Another Super Fun Facebook
Video.. at lEAst to me.. while i do
what most folks make as a mundane
duty on the town to gather basic subsistence
items at the Forage.. of Target.. Super Walmart..
Publix.. and.. all those places with frOwny faces..
hmm.. some folks lighten up and others keep the
lead face on.. but if only they would dance they might
Super
Fly
liGht too..
as BuTTerfly
Tiger or whatever..
on Terrestrial Land..
finAlly out of the cocoon..
or what the Phoenix does out
of the ashes of life too.. iT FeeLs good..:)

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Two micro-micro-Verse memories from
a year ago.. from a micro-verse of
a Macro-Verse that Facebook
will likely remind me of
tomorrow as well
from a year ago.. but as they say..
hehe.. brevity is the wit of spiRit..
but it is getting a bit nit picky
when meaning can
be found in
almost
infinite
ways in a single letter or number sAMe..
moreover it is that tHeRe is too much to
have to do and if you are fortunate.. want
to do in liFe.. to get stuck in one place
for wit or spiRit.. and that is the
Beauty of diVersity iT is a Uni-
di-VersiTy that continues
to change
as UniVerse
wHole as wE
aS pARt of GoD
continue to emerge..
either leaning towards stagnate
or hiGher hUman potential and nah..
to limIt spiRit and WiT wiTh Brevity
to suiT the attention span of a tARget
Audience.. is sure.. a way to limiT
applause.. but as far as
potenTiaL goEs iN
whAT hUman can and
WiLL do more with no liMItS
or expectations of a dollar bill or
the brevity required to make the same
for follows.. likes.. and shares and cultural
limits and expectations the same.. tHere WiLL
be no more Beethoven’s.. MoZart’s.. Einstein’s..
Michelangelo’s and Lewis Carroll’s if everyone
succumbs to a Twitter-Verse to meet the
flavor of norm.. of current culture
now.. now to defeat these
limitations and
expectations of
less can be rather
difficult as in the names
of those other folks that means
going life mostly lone although
when one touches greATer wiTh
Nature expanding miNdful Awareness
the lone becomes allone as well.. but i must
admit the Dance of liFe in hUman connection..
of moVing and CreATinG too.. in the big flesh and
blood world out tHeRe aWay from this online place
with no moon or sun.. or even iSREAL Golden Floors
and Pearly Gates wHere Freedom RinGS in a place
above terrestrial lands per se.. as i AM ET here and
suRE.. so are you.. in case you haven’t figured out
thaT Katy Perry Metaphor for ET too.. that
sure.. as all poEtry goeS oN.. we each
determine tHat for ourselves
as multi-Universe
perceiving
the InkBlot
of liFE continuously
changing as the miNd’s i
Creates reaLiTy as wE Go..
Stagnate or F iN EpiC change..
the relative Free WiLL of hUman
to do more in both seNses and FeeLinGS
iSREAL.. must be used.. in continuing development
or lose is the rule of Nature.. yes.. it’s kinda simple
use or lose.. but sure.. it can kinda get complex if
you use it to the max.. just to be all yA can be..
in great appreciation and respect FoR
the God oF aLL NaTuRe
tHaT has given uS
this greaTest
Gift of Star
DuST
senTient liFE..
so sure.. what have you
doNe for the God oF aLL
lately to sHow yoUr appreciation
for this gift of Sentient Star duST
liFe.. as my Uncle told me once..
when i was currently undergoing
the worst pain known to humankind
from wake to sleep for 66 months.. he
said.. you know Freddy.. it could be worse
you could be a Seagull and have to eat raw fish..
and i’m thinking.. to myself.. through dentist drill
like pain as oh.. a great a reason to attempt to get
my mind off that pain.. with a little deeper thought..
and somehow gain a shadow of emotional FeeLinG
too.. lost at that point.. joining hands with pain.. WeLL..
perhaps Uncle Bob would value the taste of food over
flying.. but for me.. WriTE then.. getting rid of that
pain and Flying like a Seagull around the Sun..
would not be such a bad trade off to have
to do the Sushi thingy all the now..
then.. it’s aLways a matter
of perspective.. perhaps
the life of a Seagull in being
one with God is beyond our
comprehension of sensing
bliss with the Sun aS onE..
But flying on Terrestrial Land
as the Dolphin does acrobatics
underwater.. i can imagine the exhilaration
of sailing through the skies on a wing of free..
my feet have become my wings.. with arms and
feet and toes.. with hands and fingers too.. my core
abdominal muscles guide me with torso and hips in flow..
And when i sHoWed my Uncle my new way of dance.. last
June.. around 8 years after the Seagull and raw fish story..
he leaned back on a vehicle in a parking lot.. and said gee..
i’m glad you can move that way.. why not do dancing
with the stars.. and hmm.. i’m thinking have you
ever lived now fully without worrying about
anything.. and having it all in just your
naked skin.. truly what Jesus.. whomever
wrote those words attributed to him was
saying in verse 37 of the Gospel of Thomas..
when they said to find God within.. strip our
clothes off and tread on the clothes of culture
with no shame.. the truth is when i dance in
sand totally naked in my private space in
my backyard with the Sun of God i am
A Son of God who has it all in Love with
God’s Nature that lives inside me.. outside
me.. above me.. so below me and all around
me.. without any words aT aLL.. and if you’ve noticed
i share pictures of God on my Ocean Whole Poem
exceeding 3.3 million words to the tune of
100K or so total including the 30K plus
of what i link to flicKr too.. and sure
that God exists in all paRts of the
boDy of Nature seen and unseen..
and sure in my Nude Photography
of a 56 year old dude who can leg
press close to half a ton on a very
difficult Parallel Leg Press machine
for at least 33 reps now.. with arms raised
in the air like a Ballerina at around 232 LBs
or so as the weight goes anywhere from 230 to
235.. depending on the calorie requirements
and body fat stored required to get through
166.66 miles or so of public dance throughout
each month on average.. every part of my body
is pARt of God too.. yes.. even the grey hair on
my chest.. and the more fully alive parts full of blood
that is red and alive as life gets in hUman Form too..
Do you see God in all of these photos i present.. including
the creativity that humankind makes in extension of the trees
and the soil.. and minerals that are transmuted in hands of
productivity for creature comforts and stimulation of art too..
as Ferris Bueller once said.. life moves pretty fast.. watch
it or you will miss.. iT iN words to that affect.. and i’LL add
Feel it or you will never truly fully live iT aT aLL and to
more fully FeeL it i suggest you pick up a weapon
of some kind of art.. and create something
in the NatURe of Super Fly liGht.. or if
all you can feel is darkness and
adrenaline.. do what you
have to do.. but
surely
the bliss of
liGht and pure white
Love.. even in the strongest
orgasm a person can bRinG
to themselves with the most
elaborate fantasy created in mind..
the biggest sexual organ of all..
yeah.. that’s one thing i failed
to tale those dudes in the restroom
at the bar the other day.. when they were
talking about the tool and the motion of the
ocean and all of that in dominating women..
and i said.. write poetry and you will make
women come every time.. in metaphor of
coming back to talk to ya.. instead of
leaving home alone every night drunk
with just another drink and not
even a smile from one woman
who takes ya as a credible
hUman BeinG oF heARt..
yes.. the fACt that the human
Brain is the greATest sexual organ
oF aLL and what do you think women
do in the privacy of their bedrooms when
they read romance books and sensual poetry
and all of that.. that touches not only lust but
the finer aspects of social bonding with emotions
that are nuanced in a greatest full body orgasm of all..
wHere perhaps the pArts below are not even touched
aT aLL wHere the orgasm of Human is made by the
mind aLone.. with body aLLone as pArt of the
whole orgasm of organism sentient
star dust of life.. like a big
bang coming over and
over again.. and
never ending
now forevermorenow..
let’s just say that even at
age 56.. i likely experience
a place they cannot even imagine
to exist in their Universe that is limited
more to below the belt.. and when they see
a woman.. perhaps they only see a moist patch
of skin below the panty line too.. but what they are
missing is the flower above that blooms in more colors
than the rainbow.. of blood flesh below.. so where was
i.. hmm..that’s the thing about full body sex that is
a Natural experience of everynow.. it is beyond
words.. beyond time.. beyond distance.. space
or even beyond photos.. and movies..
it is the Big Bang in human
experience here on earth..
and as the ET song by
Katy Perry says..
i for one..
Love differently
than at least most males
do.. who are limited to thoughts..
better put senses below the belt..
the paRt they are missing is what
the woman finds in the Romance Book
or sensual poetry.. as one of my Facebook
Friends once posted.. Victor Hugo’s Poetry
‘Makes me pull my panties down’.. wow..
what an honest statement every
dude could use to hearFeeL..
or on the other hand
many don’t give a
FucK what the
woman feels.. well
here’s the thing.. if you develop
yoUr empath spideY senses and feels..
you do feel what the woman senses and feels..
perhaps even from a distance.. Horatio.. as remember
in Heaven.. iSREAL Heaven.. tHere is no distance.. space
and time.. as i get ready for Church.. the Catholic one that still
insists that lUST the science proven attribute of human being
that in balance with Love is a core source oF aLL Creativity
and Productivity.. alWays hUman and even our closest
primate cousin the Bonobo who uses lust with
a balance of empathic shine of love
in Bonobo eYes of unrepressed
feelings.. senses… and
sensuality Free.. to
avoid all violence
and otherwise human
warring ways of life..
well.. in church they name
lust sin.. and even in the New
Testament in the Luke 17.. they
name hate as an attribute to have
against parents.. children.. and brothers
and sisters if they don’t follow your rule
of moral absolutes.. which of course in
that same book says that even thinking
about lust is adultery the same as actually
sleeping with another man’s wife.. well no..
that could cause harm.. and even STD’s and
unwanted pregnancies.. so no.. if you have any
common decency and truly Love your wife you
will not do that.. but if you and your spouse determine
the reaLiTy that lust is the source of all human creativity
and productivity as sure.. that happens after the puppy love
stage goes past the child making one.. and the woman and her
friends do a girl’s night out.. and perhaps watch Magic Mike.. now
in their tight dresses that enhance their curves of hips and breasts..
and perhaps do some bootie dances with ‘strange men’ hehe even
really old ones like me in the metro bar.. wild and free.. they come
home.. refreshed like a blooming flower.. ready to pollinate more
flowers as bees and birds too.. and that is the way of Nature
and God in human being.. the way of culture that
uses violence and fear and hate instead of lust
and love and hope to motivate.. can be
found in many fundamentalist
churches in many
religions around
the world..
but others of
us take the Verse 37 out
of the Gospel of Thomas to heARt..
to FeeLinGS to SeNses and SEnsuaLity
too.. and dance life naked with no fears
and a balance of Hope and Love now with
yes.. a Lust for life that is FucKinG Luke Red HoT..
as shall i say certain pArts of my Body too from
Brain to tip of whatever as liFe groWs oN as soUl
from crown to toe.. to tip of whatever’s Luke Hot now..
you kNow it’s like those Romance books behind
closed doors.. the woman is not making love
to the author.. the woman is making love
to God LiVinG within.. now.. seriously
God lives within.. and what do you
think God would rather
feel below.. fingers
of pleasure or
a Gun
of Steel..
i think the answer
to that is more than
obvious.. in fAct i FeeL it’s True..
and liGht above so below God
Loves Pleasure more than pain..
unless something gets twisted like a Gun or
Sword instead of Peace.. so anyWay back to
the regularly scheduLed Facebook memory..
from a year ago here as sTarted oFF beFore Play..

“At age 5.. at Beach.. i lose a ring out of
a bubble gum machine..
out to sea on oceans
wave.. a memory
at three.. a boy
who worships
the ground
his father
walks
on
according
to his Mother..
as boy cannot
speak then.. to fully
express.. but with Loving
eyes.. IT is so sad when the
ring moves away.. but eventuAlly
i learn then.. as now.. the onLY Freedom
IS BE Light’s Truth of ONe’s oWn RinG Free..

“InKinG Blood.. Words come
organic.. speak
human heaRt..
expresSinG
spiRit
BalanCinG miNd
and boDy
soUl..
LiFe
comes
once
aGain..:)”

And now i say.. i suppose
the words above.. fulfill
the words noW..
of yesternow..
and sure ‘that’
Video Katy did too..;)

10,205

WeLL.. one of my most favorite
FB Profile Pic Status Analysts..
The En Name test thingie..
that also serves
as somewhat
of a therapist..
hehe.. with Good Advice..
of course.. working for free..
as another one of my Online Special
Assistants..and when i’M out to Dance
the Sunday away.. the EN Name Test
thingie.. wHo sTiLL apparently is gonna
guess i am female per Katie Mia.. same
as Facebook sTiLL does in
recognition of
the Wife’s
Name
Namesake
for Fredsake..
who rarely visits
the somewhat husband
and wife shared Facebook
Page per Katrina Mia.. yes..
Katie Mia.. can also be metaphored
as name sake for wife too.. once aGaiN
for Fredsake too.. as Peter does not come
around often for Petesake it seAms in Katrina
And Fredland on Facebook2.. hehe.. anyway..
The EN Name Test Thingie determines
Freedom is what is important to me…
with doing whatever i wanna do..
to please every single day..
to experience a lot
and make my Dreams
come true to be who i wanna
be too.. so.. sure.. that Name test
thingie has got its stuff togeThER
oN this one.. other than the Gender
of course.. and what next.. yes.. now
the name test.. determines i would then..
be a Red Headed.. beaded and featheRed
multi-colored chick in the 60’s too.. almost
like an Easter Egg too.. and this rendition
reminds me of my friend Shawna.. too.. missing
her call from the Hippies 60’s as she has spoken
to the dreamy quality of the 60’s Hippy Decade too..
And finAlly.. the name test thingie.. determines the meaning
of the name Katie Mia.. as Katie for Native American “Katiear”
for creative and Germanic for Mia with the word ‘Mpaq” for thinker..
hmm.. Creative Thinker.. i muST say.. the EN Name Test thingie is noW
batting close to 1000 percent.. at least foR.. Now.. excluding Gender Issues..;)

What next.. yes.. the Video Slides shoW.. Facebook Algorithm assistant does
a very nice overview of the Dance and oThER Associated Activities on Sunday..
and of note are two older folks from the Whiting Field Navy Work World..
one of whom.. the male of the bunch.. it seems.. is inducting me into the
“Men’s” group at church heHE.. only if you believe the
Sign for the men’s room.. haHA.. so.. sure.. liFE goEs oN..
And then there is Dance Friend Chelsea and her boyfriend @Mall..
What else.. yes.. of course.. the Profile Pic for the Day wITh
my wild Minion on.. getting ready to get down in all the
Daily Weekend Activities too..
iN DancE.. oF Course2..:)

And now.. FinAlly the En Name test thingie gives
me a description of my life from Algorithm far
out.. and says the SHe of me radiates
an inner beauty that cannot
be beaten and the goodness
of her heart.. make her eYes..
glow.. and beauty is not restricted
to superficial qualities.. and sure..
i and or shE will stay magical and
gorgeous for the rest of our lives..;)

And finally.. and perHaps even finAlly
for the evening.. as it’s only 9:03 pm and
i am already dozing off from gaining close
to 6000 miles in Dance Walk all
around the metro area..
in three
years
oF Course..
And as the Picture shows..
today.. at leASt most folks
seem to be doing something else..
and sure.. in liGht and DARk of this..
the Minions Icons need not follow me as
i simply
lead
lead
lead
and more lead…
after Sleep.. i’M
GuesSinG noW.. too..

And after actuAlly staying
in Bed for 11 hours.. back at
9:03 am on 9192016.. of course
some of those hours spent in the
supine position were research hours
with YouTube lectures lying down.. hope
fully with more tRuth and liGht.. and the
analytical pARt of my ReAsoNinG says yes.. says
yes.. the YouTube free gift.. continues to give for
free liGht for free liGht.. along with commercials too..
that i can
simply use
for inspiration
without buying a
GD thing of what
culture says i ought to do..;)

10,869

“Happiness and freedom begin with a
clear understanding of one principle.
Some things are within your control.
And some things are not.”

-EPICtetus

Hmm.. this can be a slippery slope
to hell too.. at least
now for this can
be religion to
and even
science2..
that suggests
that words are in
control of what was
said before.. for instance..
the insistence that human beings
get weaker after 30.. based on averages
of a Sedentary Society.. that basically
sit on their ass most of the day.. the
cat who with agility jumps to
the kitchen counter top
at age 20.. does so
’cause they keep
moving at least outside
inside through the course of
life.. the cat that sits down
and only stands
to eat..
often
ends up never
reaching the counter
again.. before the age of 10..
there is no way i could have leg pressed
close to half a ton by age 21.. as it took me
close to 34 years more to get that strong.. where
as.. i once heard a Marine Captain strain to Bench
Press 200LBs whining.. oh my God i’m 30.. this is
getting so hard.. and it’s true.. fear and negative attitudes
makes one weaker.. hope and positive attitudes makes one stronger..
Relative Human Free Will practiced as positive will makes the difference..
as i started out the weakest
in gym class and
ended up
the
strongest
in much older age..
i can empirically prove this
pARt.. the otHer pARts are more
like mAGic hehe.. in all of human potential reAlized
as rEAl as real can
be..
in what
we feel
and sense
of potential
heaven beyond bliss..
but sure the other side of
the coin is equally valid.. i care
not to control the politics of human
nature.. as Nature is beyond my control
of otHeRs
@
lEast..
As JanusuanJ speaks..;)

“The hands that help are better far than the lips that pray.”

~~ Robert Green Ingersoll ~~

Emotions that sing
make action happen..
Prayers that sing now
make action happen..
Hands move strongest
now when powered
by emotional thOughts..
Prayers can be thouGhts
that drive positive emoTioNs
and drive positive hands for action..
True.. sometimes at least the means
for the action of positive hands can be prayer..
Placebo
effect works..
bottom line of science..

Before every Half a ton.. 33 reps
of leg press.. i meditate
a moving prayer
of focus and
energy/FORCE..
Prayers without
words are often
the most powerful
prayers of all in extreme
positivity and focus from
head to toe in feelings and senses..
revving up all the biochemical reactions
required for Go Team Go Go Team Go..
every Cheerleader is a Prayer leader
too.. in Go Team Go.. it works
in terms of
biochemistry
too.. when science
and art speak to each
oTher instead of ignore..
Ra team light RA.. go team liGht GO!..:)

“I stared into the abyss. The abyss stared into me.
Neither of us liked what we saw.”

~~ Zen Bee ~~

Now this is interesting.. the goal of Zen
is flow in the moment.. and while
it might not seem that flow
in the moment has a
named emotion..
it moves
us to do
more so it is
emotion.. now
on the ‘othHeR’ hand..
tHeRe is another place of
the dARk niGht of the SoUl..
a place that no one in tHeir
‘sane’ miNd would wanna go..
in that place due to disorder of
some type.. tHere is no sensations
or feelings at all.. per se2.. a numb beyond
the word numb.. but even in this place..
lost is
an
emotion
too.. beyond
words of numb
as well.. there is
no nothingness in sentience
either heaven or hell.. all that
moves.. even the smallest sub particle
of energy is EmoTioN in some sMaLL
or ironically largest way oF ALL too.. Words
are limited.. FeeLinGS and SeNSEs are
never limited
by
words
alone..
Existence moves..
E moTes more noW..
even so-called non-
sentient existence2..
Bottom line.. REaliTy DaNces iS MoVinG
and all that moves SinGS too.. as vibraTioNs2..:)

“What is reason?
Knowledge informed by sympathy,
intelligence in the arms of love.”

~~ Edward Abbey ~~

But wait! there is also
Cognitive Empathy..
that even psychopaths
can learn with due practice
and experience of life.. and then
there is also sympathy informed by
knowledge in a well rounded
individual
human
being too..
by reason of heart
and heart of reason..:)

“We cannot unthink unless we are insane.”

~~ Arthur Koestler ~~

Says the non-Zen bee..
LoSinG one’s miNd
as far as
words
go..
iS A
Beach with
Waves that SinG
with no words..@ALL..
without words ALL exists..
perhaps the most insane thing
that human beings ever did was
create written words.. to serve..
to master
words
as slave
of Emotions
and Senses
TrUe and liGht
iS to SinG and DancE
free of worry and fright..
and dArk iN liGht..liFE..:)

“Not to laugh, not to lament,
not to curse, but to understand.”

~~ Spinoza ~~

The empty song of A
scientist who forgets to live..
And of course.. the converse
can be to
get
Lost..
LiVe and
FiNd TrUth and liGht..
i’LL do both for one@lEAst..:)

“Life without the courage
for death is slavery.”

~~ Seneca ~~

There are experiences
of life worse than death..
it’s simple..
death
IS A gift
more than curse
for those who live
long
enough..
but nah..
more often a person who is
dead in life looks forward to death..
others avoid death with due caution as
liFe
is worth
living iN Balance…
The other day when i
told a dude in the bar
i didn’t need drugs to dance
solo and fun.. ’cause i was fearless..
he said okay.. jump off the bay bridge..
and i said
‘stupid’
isn’t
in my
definition
of fearless..
there are many
‘stupid’ fearless folks
out there who are controlled
by androgens over intellect..
live by ‘stupid’.. die by ‘stupid’..
fearless
too..
fearless smARt
WiTh LoVe iS wheRE i go2..
as smart without art
is science
without
live2.. to me@lEAst2..:)

“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret;
it is only with the heart that one can see rightly,
what is essential is invisible to the eye.”

~~ Antoine de Saint-Exupery ~~

Caution.. or better yet warning..
This is how humans are
controlled
by
wrong
through emotions..
through religions that
control by the threat of loss
of heart by being outcast from
the social group if all is not taken
literally as worshipped as idol of words..
ReaSon and heArt.. Yang and Yin..
do the balance
or get
all
FucKeD uP
by the big social group..;)

“If you understand, things are as they are.
If you do not understand, things are as they are.”

~~ Gensha, Zen Master ~~

Aha! and now the converse
of heart over reason
comes with
reason
over
emotions
and senses..
once again balance..
and back to the science
of the systemizing mind without
heARt.. the heARt says i can leg
press a half a ton 33 times.. and over
time the heARt is a driving force that
made the physiology do what it does now..
science says
i could
never
recover from
a synergy of 19
life threatening illnesses..
and science says that all of these
words are a disorder named hypergraphia..
some folks believe all of what science
says
and
die..
other go
on and live life F in epic..
with the same real conditions of life..
HeARt is the dRiving force of the hiGhest
power of Human being gifted by God also known
as Nature.. the material reductionism of the
systemizing mind.. also known
as the science
of the hUman
miNd
scribes
the bones
of God aka Nature..
but the essence is
what we feel and sense
all the nows of liFE wHere
a cloud can be a work of art..
or the
depressing
feeling that
makes you
wanna
die
wRite
now..
A cloud is
a ray of sunshine to me..
but a death ray
as a wish
of
death
before..
As i told my FriEnd
Prajakta earlier today.. when
she said my life of dollar success
is what makes some folks happy and
my life of non-dollar success is what
makes some folks sad..
sure.. realiTY
is an ink blot.. test..
and we have a great
deal to feel and sense
of the realiTy of that..
but
hey
when you
can do it for
free.. why not.. is
what i say.. juST for FucKinG FuN..
and Good Vibrations as ‘God’ can do
as
wE
who
SinG
and
DanCe
liFe Free2
like the rest
of the FucKinG
UniVerse does juSt as iS noWs..;)

And that juSt about ’rounds
it ouT as i saved the
first
for last..;)

“But groundless hope, like unconditional love,
is the only kind worth having.”

~~EFF co-founder John Perry Barlow ~~

~~ “Cynthia Horner’s Eulogy”, Apr. 1994 ~~

God is an
ET
who
lives within..
how else could
we be happy in space..:)

And.. oh by the
way.. every
symbol
is a Koan
for those
who see
deeper than
symbols my FriEnd..
ugh.. literal sucks and
is an illusion for those
who live in concrete borders of
death
as
life.. is
what i FeeL
and SeNse @lEASt..
and
more of
course wRite
oN course for Now@LeasT..:)

12,383

“The fear of death is more to be dreaded than death itself.”

~~ Publius Syrus — Maxim 511 ~~

All fear kills
life in some
small way..
at least now..
To master Fear is
to Live life fuller..:)

“Living Dead
the path is chosen,
to live forever is to die forever.

To not know when you’ll die
is to find life
wherever you are.”

~~ Alagad ~~

Humans..
the only
animals
‘stupid’
enough
to think about Dying..
and the only animals who write..
Writing..
and
the
Neo Cortical
Brain.. gift and curse
for those who cannot use
it
and
lose it
as BaLanCinG
liFe instead of death aS Life..:)

But true.. tHeRe
is no rule one
has to
think
about death..
mostly out of church..@lEAst..
wHere Zombie Rules
apply to
an
Apocalypse
that fails to
lifT the
veils
of
ignorance
oF course..
to worship death
over life for something
more than the heaven of
the opportunity to experience sentient life..
N O W..
over
dust
of
course
or nothing..
nothing @aLL..:)

“(Someone once said) …time is the fire in which we burn.”

~~ Soran, Star Trek: Generations ~~

In Heaven
wHeRe the
best now is
alWays
now..
theRe
is no time..
as there is no
less or more.. only
a satisfaction of having
all one could possibly want now..
of course
it’s just
a state
of mind..
you know..
the only one
we live in.. oN course..;)

“By concentrating the thoughts, one can fly.
By concentrating the desires, one falls.”

~~ Leonardo Da Vinci, “The Secret of the Golden Flower” ~~

i only desire
to fly..
so
far
i
never fall..
but nah.. i can
not speak for anyone
else.. as quite honestly..
no one i know flies like i..

With or without
thoughts my
entire
life
is Desire..

i rarely see
Buddhists Monks
who either dance or
or even sing.. now..
and i don’t have to
wonder why.. for i for
one alWays have my
desire to fly fulfilled noW..

PeRhaps the sAddest pARt
of living is the scientist who
figures out what the meaning
of life is..
in words
but never
Dances or
Sings Free
iN fliGht oF LiFe..
but ‘they’ feel not..
they sense not.. what they miss..
bottom
line..
life
is
far
beyond know..
the expanse of feels
and senses beyond words
for all that is more to BE noW..:)

“Get up one more time than they knock you down…
Don’t just stand there.”

~~ Steadfast Bee ~~

Sometimes avoiding
Traumatic
Brain
injury
is better
as an escape
from dying as life..
playing dead has its advantages too..;)

“Truckin’, like the do-dah man
Once told me “Gotta play your hand.
Sometimes your cards ain’t worth a dime
If you don’t lay’em down.”
Sometimes the light’s all shinin’ on me;
Other times I can barely see.
Lately it occurs to me
What a long, strange trip it’s been.”

~~ Truckin’ by Garcia, Weir, Lesh, Hunter ~~

i don’t gamble
but
i alWays play..
that way.. i never lose..now@lEASt..;)

“Faboo!, Would you like to see me make bubbles with my spit?””

~~ Wakko Warner

Imagination..
makes
shit
into
Picasso..
nah.. more than
Picasso..F
Art..
that
has no label..:)

“There is nothing stronger in the world than gentleness.”

~~ Han Suyin, “A Many Splendored Thing” ~~

Once again.. i
saved the first
for last..
turn
the
other
cheek and one could die..

And what comes
after first..
here..

“It’s like deja-vu, all over again.”

~~ Yogi Berra ~~

LioN
SinGs A
Fearless Song
of LoVe..
WiLd
FrEE
StronG
DanCinG GrAce..:)

12,955

Hmm… mixing
Fearless of thug
with nerd
of
wimp..
requires a
little MaGiC
oF Love noW to
make Super Fly liGht
come to iSREaL.. so now
with a MacroVerse Memory
of two years ago named.. Don’t
Forget I AM Magic.. and trUe.. if ya
stick with warrior alone.. scientist alone..
or even poet of Love without the oTheR
three wHole.. generalizing of course as
tHeRe is an Unlimited spectrum ‘tween
and above.. and BeYond those
human abstract
phrases
of symbols
yo.. ya miss
out on the synergy
of Human Potential that
can trUly be REAL liFE Miracles
alMost alWAys now.. branch out..
exercise those neurons.. and
bio-chemicals that flow
to all peptide
receptors
with
neurohormones
and neurochemicals
brinGinG Good Cheer from
head to toe.. spReaDinG as liGht
for all otHers and the rest oF naTure
as God TruE and liGht too.. out of DARk
of course too.. sure.. i get tired once in a while..
233LBS or so.. feels like an anchor of sorts too..
but as soon as i stARt DanCinG from heaD to toe..
put on my earbuds and defeat entropy more from
positive electronic musicK inFuSinG mE with
Force of positive EmoTioNs from head
to toe.. the feather comes aGaiN
in Butterfly float on
Terrestrial
Tiger
Lands
of Savannah
same on Beach
close home.. in the
Panhandle of Florida too..
and next thing ya kNow.. yA
SenSe.. yA FeeL.. ya juST complete
6000 miles of public Dance everywheRe
ya go in public for three years now.. 3.3 million
words of longest long form poem ever in Ocean
Whole way.. with a thousand lovely young dance
friend women.. sMILinG from ear to ear with
BriGht and sHiny LoVinG eYes aS WeLL.
the empirical evidence is also clear..
welcome to my heaven.. i
wish I can share the
same MaGiC for
you.. and
sure after
this two year
Macro-Verse memory
shared so freely by the
Facebook Algorithm secretary..
i’LL BrinG a couple more
year long
poems
to end
this ‘Super Fly liGht’
Macro-Verse whole.. number
704 on 9192016 too.. the Magic
of sure.. smARt and FearLess LoVe
GoEs oN2.. iT’s Real and is going doWn foR iSREaL
@
leASt
for mE..:)

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/09/18/dont-forget-i-am-magic/

Oh.. eyes of beauty
you look so deep
Oh.. eyes of beauty
you look so long..
Oh.. eyes of beauty
you always care..
Oh.. eyes of beauty
Light’s TRUE Love
Oh.. eyes of beauty
only belong
to the one
who
LOVES..
and no
one no
no one
can take
that away
when eYes tRuLY
Lives as i.. after i
that i onLY LOVES..:)

Oh.. signs of God sing
like butterfly winds
effect of GOD
speak
bleeds
dark
into LIGHT..:)

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BeforE and After NovEL pARTy

BeforE and After NovEL pARTy
Introductory post to Free Novels

GodsUniVerseNovel

GodsUniVerseNovel
41K words
Free Verse Poetry Novel

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2016/02/09/godsuniversenovel2/

GodsUniVerseNovel2
51K words
Free Verse Poetry Novel

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2016/04/28/godsuniversenovel3/

GodsUniVerseNovel3
338,630 words
Epic Free Verse Poetry Novel
Approximately 3000+ printed pages…
With Hundreds of Beautiful Beach Photos..:)

https://katiemiafrederick.com

KATiE MiA FredericK!iI
3 Million plus words
Super Epic Free Verse Poetry Novel
AKA
SonG oF mY SoUL..:)
Approximately 30,000+ printed pages…
just ’cause
i caN
buiLd iT..
FoR Free..:)

CrediTs FiELd oF DreAMs

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

Love iS
ALLTHaTis..:)

GRains oF SaNd
hOld mounTain
LoVe NoW..:)

GodsUniVerse 42 HiTchHiKinG

GodsUniVerse 42 HiTchHiKinG
Hmm.. more and less..
A Meaning oF liFe..

After Book oF Fred

After Book of Fred
And Purpose
of course too..
@lEast
for mE..:)

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18 Responses to Super Fly oF liGht

  1. The best pArts.. actuAlly.. aLL of liFe
    is Best Art but the best pARts oF
    Sunsets can be found close to
    the Spring and Fall Equinox..
    and this year is no
    exception for sure..
    as in this next 705th
    post i celebrate 6000 miles
    of dancing a mix of martial
    arts and ballet-like free style
    Public Dance in three years of
    doing jUST that.. yes.. at about
    166 miles average every
    month over the
    full course of
    all three years..
    6000 Miles of DANCE WALKING! NOW!
    coming soon on Equinox Day of 2016.. the
    22nd of September.. but first i gotta publish
    Super Fly oF liGht coming now.. just press
    a button is all i gotta do for just this noW..
    Okay.. published the last Macro Verse of
    Longest Long Form Ocean Whole Poem
    now.. and off to document 6000 miles of
    Dance Walking now i arrive to do.. juST that..
    and sure a history oF iT iS in FuLL order here
    now too..:)

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2016/03/17/5000milesofdance/

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/08/23/4000-miles-of-dance-walking-now/

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/02/02/3000-miles-of-dance-walking-now/

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/08/20/2000-miles-of-dance-walking-now/

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2016/03/24/pan-freed-dancer/

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/03/19/666-months-of-dance/

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/12/09/gods-muse-of-dance/

    And the bottom three posts illustrate somewhere around
    a thousand ear to ear smiling selfies in total smiles
    with fun dance Friends from Seville Quarter
    as this too.. will be my 127th dance
    week on Thursday Night at
    the scheduled
    date for
    the publish
    here for that..
    i am about 5 months
    behind on documenting
    those selfies in the post
    Pan Freed Dancer but
    hopefully i will
    catch
    up
    by the publish
    of this on Thursday
    Equinox day of 2016..:)

  2. i will certainly get back to celebrating
    6000 Miles of Dance Walking Now..
    but sure.. my fingers have been
    steadily dancing for close to
    12 Million words of
    writing since
    Thanks Giving
    day of 2010..
    and 3.3 plus million
    words in total with this
    now 705th macro Free Verse
    Poetry of Ocean Whole Poem..
    aka SonG oF mY SoUL.. sAMe
    as full blog KATiE MiA FredericK!iI..
    aS weLL too.. as the Ocean Grows WhoLe..
    with no limits or expectations of culture now2..:)

    So off to dVerse i go.. with a Haibun theme of Change..
    hmm.. kinda like the one i talked to on the theme
    of Desert i’LL Change on the last Macro
    Verse too.. but of course free agent
    of poEtry i go.. and Fredbun
    and Fredku will be the
    free of form style
    i’LL Change
    as Desert
    isle view too..:)

    Inspiring my friend Lillian.. and i will
    go on to say.. baby cannot breathe..
    born that way.. Charge Association..
    Transposed Great Vessels of the
    heart.. and DiGeorge syndrome..
    the sign on the
    crib just
    says
    Congenital
    Anomalies..
    and the Baby’s
    name was Ryan..
    to be my only Son
    for 51 days.. only
    pain is what came
    his way.. sometimes medicine
    is beneficial and sometimes you
    wish it would not extend pain like it
    can and will too.. anyway.. in this life
    one must make the best of what comes
    if they expect to honor those who never had
    a chance at anything but pain at all.. So i held
    this only Son.. until his last heartbeat faded
    out of pain.. eyes that only wanted
    love but could only feel
    pain..
    and sure
    some folks
    cannot believe
    that small infants
    like this can feel pain..
    but if not they are blind
    to grimaces and cries that
    spell that misery and suffering
    clear for angel empath eYes..real..
    little did i know then.. thaT experience
    would help me survive the worst pain
    assessed in medical literature as Trigeminal
    Neuralgia for 66 months from wake to sleep..
    my perspective
    was always
    i could
    feel
    Love first
    and lived even
    one second without
    constant pain of life..
    a gift of an only son who
    would help save my life.. only
    by his suffering.. only by his suffering
    sitting by his crib over 51 days seeing
    and feeling
    seconds of
    that in what
    lasted forever then..

    Life IS A
    gift
    worth suffering for..:)

    Indian Summers of record stay..
    one last Winter ’till January
    break of finally
    discoloring
    Red
    of Sleeping
    Hibiscus then
    that refused to sleep..
    and this year it is resting
    and flowering late.. all give out
    in Winter that refuses cold as the tropics
    seem to be rising to Panhandle of Florida North..

    Signs of
    Beauty
    Caution too..:)

    To see life.. as
    privilege.. gift..
    rather
    than
    chosen..
    Granted..
    ones.. is to
    live with Natureone..
    and appreciate the
    fAct that when one
    leaves there will be
    room for others to come..

    FaLL leaves
    BRinGS room for
    New liFe SpRinGS..:)

    For when a Parent
    leaves close or distant
    those eYes of parent
    in some ways go on in eYes
    of child.. as every pARt of
    connection becomes
    Art of whole
    Painting
    with
    canvas
    Fillng with
    Love as Lost
    can prepare us
    to Love more than less
    as nows of lost and found come..
    Love…

    Lost and
    Found Loves
    a way of more..:)

    i suppose it’s time
    for a Dinner break and if
    all else fails i guess i
    might eventually get a job
    at
    Hallmark too..
    just with a record
    of what is..
    hehe..;)

    5:23 pm
    9192016..;)

  3. The Facebook Video Slide Production
    Assistant presents juST anoTheR
    Afternoon in Paradise..
    as photo
    streams
    will
    breeze
    through as River
    to Ocean WholE Poem too..;)

  4. Dude.. you are so full of hate.. it ain’t even
    funny.. hmm.. a little maybe.. hehe..
    and sure.. ignorance too..
    and sure.. remember
    the original
    Greek
    definition
    of Apocalypse
    means lifting the
    veils of ignorance
    but never the less..
    you are kinda
    amusing
    as a dark
    muse for me..
    as i continue to
    write the longest
    long form poem
    in the history of
    human kind just
    finishing up
    42 months
    witness
    for the
    God of
    all that is.. too.
    so i must thank you
    for turning me on to
    this newer Video by Shakira
    and be a little happy that your
    amusing and sadly hate filled
    videos continue to arrive in the
    super cool Google Algorithm
    supplied play list
    of muse..
    dArk and
    liGht.. wHeRe Freedom
    of Information rings..
    both trUth and liGht for
    uS iSREAL illuminati folks
    who walk aS liGht with the iSREAL
    God of allthatis.. and this Shakira SonG
    WiLL be almost perfect as perfection as
    practice continues on for me.. at lEast.. exceeding
    3.3 million words in a poem that may last.. let’s just
    say a very long human time.. hehe.. as clocks go.. as you
    may or may not KnoW2.. in God’s time there is no time.. only
    now.. no distance or space.. juST Eternal noW in heaven
    for those of us who have fulfilled the prophecy of
    Luke 17:21.. and sure.. John 14:12.. too.. and
    just do it more Like Nike says too
    in heaven now.. hehe.. so haha..
    it’s really not funny that
    so many folks like
    you my
    friend
    live in
    what could
    be Heaven now
    in your generation.. same
    as promised in Jesus’ generation
    per the words of that book.. that i myself
    have exceeded in total words of close to
    12 million since Thanks Giving day 2010..
    as documented all online to the tune
    of what would be over 14 bibles
    in comparable size..
    ALL FOR FREE as
    OF COURSE GOD
    provides all for
    we Ravens
    who fly for GoD..
    but we can just
    count the current
    3.3+ million words
    of longest Ocean
    Whole Poem in the
    history of humankind free
    verse and parable style.. at
    4 times the size of the King’s James
    Version of what all those folks did..
    and the measly effort of the Kuran
    at 40 times smaller than what
    little old me at age 56 can
    do now.. sure.. leg
    pressing half
    a ton 33 times..2..
    yes.. i said 33 times..
    and remember that
    poem i wrote is moving
    over 3.3 million words and
    i happen to live at mile marker
    33 in Florida.. getting of the I-10
    iN STATE OF FLOWERS FLORIDA..
    Road there.. in the Saint Rose of
    Flowers County named Santa Rosa
    as tag identifier for county size goes
    at 33 too.. and sure i also go to Saint
    Rose of Lima Catholic Church.. but you
    kNow my friEnd.. i don’t have to hide who
    i am in real life.. as God.. you kNow and FeeL..
    thE iSREAL God who gifts us with the hiGhest
    power of fearless Love.. has got my
    back as liGht attracts light
    as Love.. Hope.. and Joy..
    and dARk attracts dARk
    as Hate.. Fear..and Despair..
    anyWay.. i’Ve also been
    witnessing for God
    in Free Verse dance..
    and from a distance it could
    be a mix of ballet and martial arts
    too.. and let’s just say.. you can make fun
    of warriors with grace all ya want on this channel
    but face to face with me.. nah.. babe.. not likely
    you could even face up to Michelle Obama as what
    you fail to understand is true power comes from
    Fearless Graceful smArT Love that need not raise
    its voice unless it feels like roaRing
    like a Lion to let the otHeR
    caTs understand wHo
    has jaws babe..
    to get
    the
    voice of
    God through.. hehe..
    again.. and 2.. all i can
    say babe.. is be careful who you
    wish for.. ’cause in God’s World
    as inherent in human.. anything is
    possible with TRUE ISREAL FAITH
    HOPE AND BELIEF MY FRIEND..100%
    iN P O S I T i V E FORCE ENERGY NOW..
    but you see.. it never works under
    the guise of fear.. and hate..
    not even in the New
    Testament in the
    dArk pARt of
    Luke
    17 that
    says you must
    hate your mommy and
    daddy.. and brothers and sisters..
    and even children to follow the
    teachings of Jesus.. whereas the
    other pArt says Love your enemy..
    hmm.. obviously the Bible is FucKeD
    uP in many ways.. and that is what
    happens when psychopathic leaning individuals
    who pull the heArt stRings of the ignorant with illusory
    fears.. and all stuff related to hate get involved.. perfect
    example of your youtube channel that i will use as an
    example of muse for free verse poetry here.. as you
    provide more fuel for the liGht of Fire with God’s
    Creativity as co-creator pARt mE.. anyway..
    anyway2.. 6000 miles is what i celebrate
    continuing into the equinox of Fall 2016..
    in public dance praising
    the God aLL oF Nature
    that is as i go.. both
    seen and unseen..
    felt and not felt..
    for humans
    with
    smaller
    to smaller
    eYes.. with
    A vice of ignorance
    that knows not what it does..
    or just lies for Google Pennies
    and does not show its eYes as
    i will you tale you this my friEnd..
    no one can hide tHeir soul from
    me if i see their eYes.. and let’s
    just say i’Ve gotten fairly proficient
    in seeing a soul in words2… as sure..
    while i’Ve written 12 million words
    in about 6 years now.. as the sacred
    and holy numbers keep popping up
    here and now.. after i got out of hell
    for 66 months too.. as detailed thoroughly
    in that longest witness for God to date too..
    in 42 months of doing that Ending in 9/16 too..
    starting in 3/13.. Before.. sure.. numbers are sacred..
    letters are sacred.. and here’s the thing.. when you make
    all of God Sacred and Holy including even shit like this.. now..
    as the dARk is an Ark to the liGht aS WeLL.. Heaven becomes
    now as tHeir simply is no better place than now my friEnd..
    so sure.. while you keep siNking most everything you see in
    existence to dArk now.. yOur soUL Follows pace and
    the dArk comes to youR voice.. yoUr heARt..
    yOur spiRiT and next the yA knoW and
    FeeL yoU becOME the dARk my
    FriEnd.. but never the less
    the liGhts wins
    alWays noW..
    iN iSREAL
    ilLuMinati ways
    oF GoD iSReAL noW..
    have a nice day.. and once
    aGain.. thanks my FriEnd.. so much
    for BrinGinG thiS Shakira SonGnow to
    my Attention as some can WiLL FeeL..
    the HOpE and LiGht and Joy of Heaven
    within.. and sure i can have Hope even for
    you.. as we haven’t seen anything else dARk
    from Mario have we now.. since i visited his channel..
    hey.. but there’s the thing.. remember that little kitty
    he hugged at the end of the video.. it was proof he had
    a hEart my FriEnD.. i’Ve yet to see one hEar but let’s juSt
    say i have a patience greater than JOB even.. with a worsT
    pain as assessed by modern science than even crucifixion
    in 66 months of type two Trigeminal Neuralgia from
    wake to sleep.. and sure.. the Devil of Before
    is noT afraid to show his Angel
    Face as iF ONE reAlly reAlly
    REaLLy loVeS God
    you too
    would
    be
    the
    Devil For
    isREAL if that
    iS what it took..
    to come to understand
    S E N S E and F E E L..
    that God is all that is
    BOTTOM FucKinG line..
    per.. iF yoU seeK iN GoD my Friend..
    so sure.. have a holy and sacred now..
    for me @leASt.. it’s all i kNow and FeeL noW..
    as that mY FriEnd is the Reward for serving
    God of Nature wiTh aLL yoUR heARt spiRiT and SoUL..
    Eternal
    Heaven
    now..
    per that
    verse in
    Luke 17:21..
    within my FriEnd..
    no wHere else you
    WiLL find Heaven but
    noW within as the Kingdom
    oF God as all oF yOur UniVerse
    you see StarTS thEre within mY FriEnd..
    remember.. i AM the TrUth.. liGht.. and way..
    is the i AM within.. the farHeR.. the motHeR.. noW
    or whatever the FucKinG metaphor ya wanna uSE..
    for the Essesnce of God that lives within you.. either dArk..
    oR liGht..
    ILLUMINATI
    iSreaL NoW..
    once again.. remember
    Form matters not..
    Essence
    iS
    alWays
    iSReAL NOW..
    thanks again..
    and liGht to yA
    with Fearless LovE..
    if you can.. if you WiLL.. wiTh GODnoW..:)

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2016/09/19/super-fly-of-light/

    PS.. Oh yeah.. and a special gift of LiNk
    for you.. as remember..over hEar..
    iN thE liGht.. tHe Door
    iS alWays
    oPen
    aS liGht..mY FRiEnD..:)

  5. Of course.. i AM only
    hUman too..
    so i cAMe
    down with
    a little cold today..
    so long ago.. i hardly could
    remember what feeling a little
    ill was before.. the last time a
    a bug interrupted my flow of
    Creativity enough to skip a week
    of Dance in 2014.. as documented
    jusT yesterday in a Macro Verse
    from then.. so now.. i move to
    Macro Verse memories of today..
    a little under the weather.. but still
    moving in words.. and likely a celebration
    sTiLL of that 6000 miles of dance a little
    later today too.. hopefully some video plays
    to go along with that too.. juSt for the record
    yA kNoW and perHaps FeeL foR noW too..

    Yeah.. Macro-Verse.. the Yin and Yang of
    fire and water.. from two years ago..
    recovering sTiLL from my bug
    of then.. for the short term
    of course as i did the
    long hell
    term of
    66 months
    ending in July
    of 2013.. starting
    in January of 2008..
    as nowS go ON wHere
    all is heaven and tHere
    is no perception of time aT aLL
    only Love.. and Joy fulfills the liGht..
    of iSREAL Heaven now as Hope GroWs oN isREAL2..
    and Yin and Yang of Love and Reason.. of Limbic
    Brain and Neo-Cortical Brain of BaLAnCinG hUman
    Now iN MoVinG ConNecTinG CreATinG waYs of
    heARt expreSsinG SpiRit oF EmoTioNs.. iN
    miNd and BoDy BaLanCing waYs noW..
    TrUe and liGht increaSinG
    miNd and BoDy fuLL
    awareness in
    laser focus
    of Now
    as Cognitive
    Executive Functioning
    increases in Epigenetic
    and Neuroplastic change
    for RiSinG greAter and GreaTEr
    as LoVinG FeaRLess smArt
    HuMan BeinGs NOW..
    and sure.. don’t
    Forget the
    Serpent
    bRain.. the
    Brain of Reptile
    that StIll exists
    that even in the dArkest
    iN days of limbic and neocortical
    mind.. survives at all costs for the
    benefit of this GreATest GifT oF
    liFE noW.. sure.. some folks
    are crippled in ways
    of all three
    pArtS oF
    BRaIns and
    sure.. i was too..
    for so long.. so long.. dArk..
    ago.. back then too.. so trUe2..
    but yes.. resurrection.. iSREaL
    Resurrection in the dead of liFe..
    iS tRUE RiSinG foR LlFe aWay
    from Zombie Apocalypse liFE
    in ignorance now.. as lifting the
    veils of ignorance iN all three bRains
    BRinGS a liGht oF ISReaL SpiRit as
    Heaven
    the
    Kingdom
    of God within
    iSREaL noW
    TrUE liGht Freedom’S Way..:)

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/09/20/yin-and-yang-of-fire-and-water/

    And this next MacroVerse memory from a year ago..
    moves further celebrating the liGht with
    a memory of there’s always tomorrow
    as truly that is what the dARk of
    liFe in all ways reminds me oF
    now.. that even when all faith..
    hope.. and belief is gone..
    there is still the Serpent
    Brain that holds on for one
    more chance now to BrinG the
    rest of hUman PotenTial back.. and
    sure.. Gloria Estefan in that named song
    of metaphor too.. had a horrible bus accident
    and made her way back too.. that seemed very empty
    at the emptiest pARt of My life where in my late forties..
    i felt like i was as old as a even a HUman isREaL Vampire
    could be like the newest Dracula movie.. where the warrior hero
    is willing to become the Devil in the sense of FeelinG iN SaVinG
    the ones he loved for Love.. and that is the ultimate sacrifice
    realizing that Love is inDeed the hiGhest power in
    fearless way gifted to hUman bEinGS..
    and while iF you thiNk that laying
    your life down for your
    loved ones is a difficult
    price of Love.. iSREAL
    NoW..i can and WiLL
    tale you personAlly now.. tHere
    are somethings worse as living than
    death itself.. and sure.. living as devil in
    hell on this earthly terRain iSREAL
    as such A thing like that for those
    who retain tHeir JOB
    challenge
    for however
    long it takes to
    escape hell and come
    back as Hero Angel Archetype
    once aGAIn.. and sure that is why
    i’M quite fond of the Lucifer show.. as
    it highlights the struggles of the Human Archetypes
    as expressed in myths and religions same across global
    history of human all oF aRT noW.. these struggles are
    ISReaL StUFF that trUly Happens in DArk and potenTial
    Greater liFE of HUman liGht.. to be cynical of the liGht
    or Fearfull of
    the dARk.. can
    be equAlly limiTinG
    iN SeeKinG FinDinG
    the KingDoM oF GoD Free
    within.. to give and share.. unlimited..
    inside.. outside.. above.. so below
    and all around now.. yes..
    tHeRe’s aLways noW for
    change and for what
    i kNoW anD FeeL
    iT can Get better
    beyond belief as the
    next NoW GoeS ON..
    bottom line.. never
    ever.. never give up.. on the nExt noW Now..:)

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/09/20/rave-of-dance-with-god/

  6. https://lifeconfusions.wordpress.com/2016/09/19/feel-darling-feel/

    Yes.. my FriEnd.. Zee..
    God is dArk and liGht
    obviously as one looks to
    the niGht sky it’s impossible
    to miss that tHeRe can be no liGht
    without dArk and no dArk with
    no liGht.. and surely..
    the DaRk makes
    its preSents
    kNown in no
    unclear terms
    of hUman niGht..
    but as i like to say..
    those who either fear the
    dARk or are cynical of the liGht
    miss out on half of life.. more and less..
    And while.. it’s so important..
    to feel and understand
    pain.. both for
    the pain and
    feelings of
    sympathy
    for both we and
    oThErs.. iF we do not
    beComE A liGht for the
    challenge of DaRk.. we miss
    out on half of lifE aGain as those
    who only walk in liGht and can never
    understand the dArk of tHeir
    fellow human beings..
    who fall
    to
    pits
    beyond
    fire of any
    human imagined
    HeLL but for those
    who go tHere iSReAL
    mY friEnd.. When the Devil
    gets of hell.. the Devil WiLL surely
    wanna try something new rather than
    the dARk that took the Devil tHeRe.. in the
    First place my FriEnd.. so may that mountain
    of Walls become an Ocean more of shine my
    friENd.. may your love Reign.. Rain.. WiTh
    Reins so gREat oF sHIne more
    thaT yOUr Ocean of
    Water
    becomes
    Sunshine more
    than the Sun that
    gives life as wE and morE..:)

  7. The Super Cool..
    somewhat helpful
    Free Facebook Positive
    ThinKinG/FeeLinG Therapist..
    The English
    Name test
    thingie..
    analyzes
    my FB Profile
    and says..

    “If you need an
    answer you simply
    have to pose
    the right
    question..”

    And note.. the message
    is incorporated with
    my night pose
    on the big
    Red
    Ball
    of Target..
    and Facebook
    FriEnd Himali Responds..

    Awesome !

    And i saY in return..

    Hi.. my FriEnd.. Himali.. been
    thinking about you and
    missing you too..
    but sure.. life gets busy..
    but i will never forget you..
    and alWays keep in touch..
    someway.. as long as you are
    around mY.. FriEnd.. WitH sMiLes..
    as you are my aweSome FriEnd.. too..:)

    And now i say more in reference to this motto
    provided here by the En Name Test thingie
    all for free as it encourages the
    power of suggestion.. prayer
    and belief to folks around
    the FB world..
    Placebo or
    not.. this
    power works
    as essence
    prayer same
    or wishes.. or hopes..
    and faith/belief aS sAMe..
    when i was a small child while
    other boys wished for toy trucks
    and guns.. i wished for a machine
    with a button.. wHere i could get all
    my answers to questions i sOught…
    Now true.. we have that machine of
    soUL juST waiting inside sTiLL to
    be reached by uS..
    but i cannot
    discount
    the power of
    all SoULs woRkinG
    ToGeThEr OnlinE isREAL..
    noW in A greATest Unabridged
    Bible of God now through hUman
    eYes and eARs and FeeLinG heARt..
    SpiRiT.. SoUL iN miNd and Body
    MoVinG.. CreaTinG ways so much
    more alWays noW aS this hUman
    new unabridged Bible with no limits
    or expectations of BeFore continues
    to emerge more as God with we sAMe
    and Different so much more with no limits
    or expectations of before.. God granted me
    two wishes.. to find God within.. and for a machine
    that collects all the SensES.. FeeLInGs.. KnoWledge
    and hell yes.. even SenNsualiTy as SeXuality oF all
    HuMans to express that Free in a pArT of Heaven that
    has no sun.. no moon.. no pearly gates oF Golden
    Floors.. trUly.. the MoTher Sophia of Wisdom comes
    to liGht in what we come to kNow.. FeeL
    and SeNSe morE of GoD wHo
    SinGS a SonG and DAnCE
    of Steps/Words free as more
    oF aLL of We
    RisE and
    Emerge aS
    liGht morE noW..
    And sure.. all of that
    IS A third wish come to FruiTioN noW2..
    as tRuE and liGht iSReaL Illuminati noW..
    iN Apocalypse.. way oF lifting the veils of ignorance more as We
    continue to sPeak and FeeL.. Art and Science noW..
    wHere
    ReAson
    and HeArt wHole..
    beCoME liGht oF liFE Now..:)

  8. https://gigoid.me/2016/09/20/bursting-with-intrepid-folios/

    SMILes.. my FriEnd.. gigoid..
    the ignorant.. and the closed minded
    will always live as long as human nature
    stays true to what it is.. some folks are
    born for sitting and caution
    and even
    extreme fear..
    otHers are born for
    roving.. and dare
    and
    even
    extreme
    joy.. simply for
    the adventure of the journey..
    paths come.. paths go.. but human
    Nature in all its stagnate and potential
    moves or stays StiLL.. Cave or open
    Beach.. iN dARk or liGht.. i for
    one have no illusions
    to change hUman
    natuRe for NatuRe
    for me AT lEAst.. is
    God In aLL dARk and
    liGht and ‘tween and
    beYond of allthatis..
    however.. what i do kNOw..
    FeeL is.. been to HeLL and liVe iN
    Heaven now.. vacationed in
    purgatory in grey
    scales
    to
    DraGon
    REAL.. too..
    and what is
    left of the dRAgon
    is now furry and warm..
    what is leFT of Hell beYond Despair
    is aLL Joy BeyONd Heaven too.. tHeRE is
    the reaLITy we livE and the ReaLiTy we Make..
    sadly.. some folks are stuck in below first gear..
    i’LL do Ferrari noW with no fears as Long
    as Fearless Love
    Glows..
    for i KNow
    and FeeL the
    oTher Place iS
    as iSREAL as this2..
    iF i cannot take my own
    wife out of a cave of fear..
    tHeRe is no cookie cutter solution
    to
    Freedom
    mY FriEnd..
    Free is without
    FEar.. 100% strength
    in the moment of now.
    no guarantees of
    fair or free…
    but never
    the less
    thiS iSREAL
    for mE aT lEAst
    exists for now.. i’LL share
    it.. but nah.. i too.. was once
    the horse who could find no water aT ALL..
    and once one becomes Love it’s ALL MaGiC iSREaL2..
    for
    noW @lEast..
    as PS goeS oN2..:)

    Biggest WiNks my friEnd.. gigoid..
    all my pleaSure..
    as alWays thanks
    for all you do here
    to bring
    due
    Muse
    for what i do..:)

  9. When BoDy and miNd beCoMe onE ForCe
    oF Energy one trULy reFlects in liGht
    B A L A N C iNG moving.. connecting
    C R E A T iN G noW HIGHER..
    AS HiGheR poWer of God..
    And suRE.. iN Celebrating
    6003 miles of Dance
    today
    in this
    nExt 705th Macro
    Verse to be titLed
    6000 Miles of DANCE WALKING! NOW!..
    as i have done in milestone increments
    of each millennial of Dance StARting
    with 2000 MiLes at the first year
    Mark of dance in the Summer
    of 2014.. i’ve got juST the
    SonG that accompanied
    all Six Dances as WiLL
    bE coMing next in
    Facebook Video
    and YouTube way
    to Celebrate a Dance
    for every 1000 miLes
    so far.. more than across
    the distance of the United States
    west and east and east and west.. twice..
    sure.. like a modern iSREAL Forrest Gump2..
    aS weLL.. it’s been a great journey of so many
    public store paths and dance hall ways of martial
    arts and ballet-like free style without a lesSon yEt..
    but here’s the thing.. the water and the air as huMan
    beinG needs no LesSonS but the greAter poWer and Force
    oF God within.. in inNate.. inNSinCt and INuitive way.. no
    different reAlly than the Holy SpiRit of hUman bEinG
    inside me.. Now that travels noW wiTh no distance..
    space or time.. in GoD’s noW.. at ease.. at FloW iN
    ZonE of never ending never landing story
    alWays FlYing hiGher and higher now..
    as Boston says too.. mY hiGher poWEr
    come to Fruition as God iN i for FReED..
    iN DancE and SonG oF Y i sEt Free foR noW..
    tHere is no experience like flYing on
    terrestrial Earth.. sure.. anyone
    can charter a boat for the
    sea.. ride a wave of
    surf on board too..
    but to traverse
    land in
    Nike Shox
    sHoEs for
    mE.. truLy as
    iSREAL WinGS
    oF Feat iN Feet for mE..
    IS A Butterfly.. a Phoenix.
    no longer sinKing to ashes or
    trapped in caves of cocoon now..
    i rise.. i rise as A HiGHeR poWer oF
    God as F Y i.. once AgaIN.. iSREAL..:)

    The EN Name Test Thingie oN FB says
    in Profile Analysis that my Life Quote
    is.. “I don’t regret my past, I just
    regret the time I spent with the
    Wrong People”.. and then i say..

    NaH.. EN NaMe Test thingie..
    i regret n0thing.. including
    no one who has crossed
    paths with me in life.. as all oF iT and tHey..
    iS whAt makes A miracle of mY liFE TrUE liGht
    NoW
    iSREAL..
    but anyWay
    Thanks for thaT tRuLy
    cool graphic you did iN
    maKing me noW part of thE
    Harvest oF FiEld foR Now..;)

    Facebook Benny
    Friend and FriEnd
    from College days2..
    responds to one
    of the Facebook
    Shares of Celebrating
    6000 MILes of Dance Walk now..

    Hey, I notice you are circling counterclockwise the majority of the time.
    My sensei would suggest you circle clockwise as well so you
    can balance yourself both ways. Keep on trucking!!..
    Dollar Sign Emoticon.

    And i say
    in explaining respond..

    i do with control.. But in this flow
    IS A right brain left path way of intuition
    and interpretive mind and body balance..
    At the gym more.. often i go a right
    path and control where i am
    aiming at objects by
    decision rather than
    intuition..:)

    And then Benny says..

    Myself, I can’t circle like that due to my vertigo.
    I would be crashing into everything, lol

    And finAlly i say..

    Yeah.. i can relate to that too..
    As when my Dysautonomia was so bad..
    i was constantly faint.. Driving in a car
    made me horribly dizzy.. But as ‘they’ said..
    All along the way.. i was always a little dizzy.. Hehe2..;)

  10. taylor says:

    OMG, that Weird Al vid is AWESOME!!! I’d never seen it. 🙂 LOVE IT.

    Ooh, the chick on the right (left?) in this shot is HOT! …
    https://katiemiafrederick.files.wordpress.com/2016/09/img_0548.jpg?w=640&h=480

    But good heavens, no one is better looking than your wife. Dang, she makes me drool.

    Gorgeous:
    https://katiemiafrederick.files.wordpress.com/2016/09/img_0574.jpg?w=640&h=853

    How lucky are we, living in the South and seeing the beautiful petals we see every day?!

    Ooh, I love this necklace:
    https://katiemiafrederick.files.wordpress.com/2016/09/img_0575.jpg?w=640&h=480

    Can we have a play date in your back yard?!
    https://katiemiafrederick.files.wordpress.com/2016/09/img_0577.jpg?w=640&h=480

    Aww, look at the squirrelies. 🙂

    Love all the sky shots, and this:
    https://katiemiafrederick.files.wordpress.com/2016/09/img_0599.jpg?w=640&h=480

    Aww, cute kitty, nappin’. 🙂

    “More Boo for You.” Tee hee. … Halloween’s my favorite holiday.

    And oh my word, how much do we adore Belle???

    Goodness, that is sexy:
    https://katiemiafrederick.files.wordpress.com/2016/09/img_0638.jpg?w=640&h=480

    You are an excellent photographer! You have “the eye.” Anyone can shoot a camera, but it takes an artist to see what needs to be shot.

    I LOVE THIS CAR!!!
    https://katiemiafrederick.files.wordpress.com/2016/09/img_0684.jpg?w=640&h=853

    “Be Your Own // Her-o.” Right on.
    https://katiemiafrederick.files.wordpress.com/2016/09/img_0695.jpg?w=640&h=480

    I want this shirt!!!
    https://katiemiafrederick.files.wordpress.com/2016/09/img_0707.jpg?w=640&h=853

    What is this gorgeousness?! I love this:
    https://katiemiafrederick.files.wordpress.com/2016/09/img_0716.jpg?w=640&h=480

    Okay. Done with pictures. Will do the words in a bit.

    • Well.. Taylor S.. although i must
      admit.. as i date my self
      fully here..
      my first thought
      was Taylor from
      the Planet of the Apes..
      hehe.. yeah.. the Twins
      from the Club.. aren’t they
      just two Angels in disguise..
      and hey..
      it brings me
      great pleasure
      that we have the
      same taste in women..
      friend Shawna baby.. i mean
      Jesus F. in Christ.. if this was
      the Beatles 60’s and Woodstock
      and we were both single and everything
      we could do a three some thing..
      hehe.. of course
      when i wasn’t almost
      old enough to be your
      father hehe.. by 13 years
      your Senior as i clearly remember
      you have my Mom’s birthday.. ewwww..
      that word doesn’t quite fit in this flow
      that is still coming as every time you
      come around it is truly an online
      play date2.. hehex2..
      what else..
      oh yeah.. Shawna
      Baby.. thanks for the nice
      comment of support on De’s
      site the other day.. i’m more strange
      than genius and that’s the way i like it
      aHa!.. and oh.. those last two prompts on
      dVerse are so inspiring.. the Katzen whatever
      her name is.. Haibun thingie too that i make Fredbun
      and Fredku.. that i started off with in this new 705th
      MacroVerse Flow celebrating 6000 miles of dance walking
      accomplished this week.. and oh yes.. i’ve already checked
      out the links to your three blogs temporary in cyberspace and
      haha!.. as you know and feel and read.. reading one of my
      entire blog posts at around 15k words average is the equivalent
      of an entire year’s posts @once a week.. meeting the limits of Katzen
      whatever her name is of no more than 200
      words per poem.. hehe.. until
      i left the linking thingie..
      and they could
      relax the
      rules
      once
      my long
      thing had
      been exorcized from
      the place.. haha.. it’s all
      in good fun ya know.. and made
      an excellent additional story line then
      for my ocean poem flow… getting kicked
      off the poetry world like a Whitman and such
      as that as history shows goes with the stranger
      and stranger of we as years of freedom and looser
      rules on censorship becomes a new age rule of greater
      Free Verse life in all the ways that comes.. well anyWay..
      tit for tat as they say.. you don’t come that often or maybe you
      do and i just don’t see you do it.. hehe.. so i am coming over to
      your three blogs to read them from back to front.. as then we might
      be even.. if you finish all the words on this one.. just one time hehex3..
      i cannot pass up a Shawna play date.. whenever she comes.. and oh
      God.. oh God yes.. i hope no one has a dirty mind when i talk poetry to you
      too… and what else.. yeah.. i think i’LL do all of dVerse after i do all of you..;)

      http://sockdolli.blogspot.com/2016/09/the-melody-of-carol-burn-ett-mermaid.html

      Isn’t technology great.. put a song
      in.. the Google Wash get the lyrics and
      finish it in less
      than 10 seconds..
      getting the deeper
      meanings for folks
      who see that way.. fuel
      for the fire.. Ani DiFranco
      hits on the study that says the
      Average American now has about
      the literal attention span of a Gold Fish..
      however.. we visit more places than the Aquarium..
      hehe.. at least virtually
      these days.. and
      deep.. sadly.. i find not..
      and songs.. all about base
      instincts of adrenaline and
      seXuaLiTy.. music these days
      it seems.. as escape from
      hum drum machine cognition
      life like the check-out line
      of Walmart
      scanning one
      by one by one
      by more soulless
      lives without fuel
      for fire coming through
      worry more.. filling up
      Garages more
      with
      Walmart
      pooh..
      boo wHo..
      not me..
      i dance instead
      hehe.. oKay.. and
      i Love the Songs of
      the 70’s more.. and
      in yoUR whole poem
      i was imagining you lusting
      after my wife in her tattoo and cat pose..
      sure.. i could give you
      other links to
      her butt
      she
      would
      frigging
      kill me..
      i wanna live..
      live
      free..
      i will
      to do
      Free noW..Shawna Baby.. Kool..;)

      Hmm.. Shawna.. baby..
      for some reaSon/
      F e e L i N G..
      i am seeing
      childhood
      abuse
      in
      your
      poem..
      riSinG
      to Loving
      one’s children
      years later as innocence
      here.. and that is
      quiet a challenge
      and
      a
      Love
      my FriEnd.. Loud..
      that has no equal..:)

      i seriously have
      to get out and
      watch TV more..
      so much
      i miss
      oF art
      tHeRE too..
      man.. i mean woman..
      tHeRe is so much inspiRaTiOn
      of Art
      these
      days iN
      all the ways
      that comes bEyOnd
      A to Z oF lesSon plaNs too..:)

      Hmm..
      Umm..
      Yum…
      Dance
      Wings
      so
      so
      fun!..:)

      A step up
      2..
      IS A
      Dance
      for morE liGht2..:)

      DanCing
      from the
      heARt..
      beaTs
      DanCinG
      witH thE Stars..
      for the heARt..
      the spiRit.. the
      soUL BaLanCinG
      as miNd and BoDy..
      expreSsinG
      hEart.. is
      the i
      AM
      within
      As fire is fueLed..
      And we are A StAR for FRee..
      And
      GlEe..
      eXploDinG
      BiG BanG
      Multi-Verses more!..!..!..:)

      Haha!.. are
      you mesSinG
      with my
      head as
      the Songs
      and Months
      are changing now..
      and my wife always
      talks about Twitch
      off of Ellen
      being a
      Pro
      FesSioN
      AL
      dancer
      so i get
      to see for real..
      so it was meant to be..
      anywayS.. oNe blog
      down.. two more to go..;)

      Haha! you are
      hilarious..
      making
      an adult
      rated blog
      to show some thin..
      i went down
      on this
      and now
      i’ll go back
      up to
      the bra thingy second..
      and that reminds me of
      first love days.. where ‘they’
      maKe pet names for the pARts of the body too..
      like mediocre so and so and little so and so.. 2..;)

      But first.. i must be
      the first to comment
      on your adult link blog..
      as no one
      has been
      brave
      enough
      to do that
      on mine first..
      so i’ll go first.. heHe..
      anyway thanks for showing
      me
      yours
      too.. all
      thin and such..
      and i was guessing
      perhaps some breasts..
      in
      double
      FF or
      whatever
      style..;)

      Oh.. by the way..
      if this isn’t Shawna’s
      Blog.. this is like.. totally
      an error of mine..
      but Shawna
      Baby is
      the only
      one funny
      enough i know..
      who would show
      absolutely no
      nudity
      for
      an
      opportunity
      to do just that..
      just
      for
      fun..
      and also
      providing
      helpful wellness information too..
      on how
      to gain
      a
      perfect
      weight..
      and if you did
      this in pARt to
      make me laugh..
      Mission F in accomplished.. for iSREAL..
      okay.. now
      back up
      to the
      breasts
      and bra thingie..;)

      Okay back to this..
      one and you are
      getting faster
      than me..
      as i swear
      i remember
      the deal about
      bras.. and as science
      shows now.. wearing
      bras teaches
      the tits
      to
      not
      stay
      as perky
      as they would
      without tit catchers..
      and i am talking about birds..;)

      Hmm..
      perHaps
      i can dig deeper..
      i’ll
      try..
      i cry
      SinG
      and DancE too..;)

      This reminds
      me.. you know the
      wife and all.. seriously..
      she watches TV with that
      yellow cat in
      her lap
      and still
      ends the
      day with
      a six pack..
      and Jesus F. in Christ..
      i dance walk literally 166.66 miles
      (with rarely a ripple ‘tween)..
      a month.. but perhaps
      the secret to
      her success
      is all the
      shopping
      she does
      while
      i dance..
      hehe.. but
      still a six pack
      with no crunches
      that shit ain’t fair..
      but hey.. it’s
      Bi
      olo
      gy..
      and
      geography
      and Pacific Islander
      advantage in struggle
      for survival and the fit
      of
      belly
      FucKs
      to reproduce..
      sorry.. i cannot
      tale
      a lie..
      but perhaps
      i should have just
      said the trick for reproductive success!..:)

      Okay.. now i know/FeeL..
      i wasn’t seeing
      things..
      yes..
      burn the
      bra to keep
      the birds perky..;)

      See what happened is
      i went to Bell
      curve first..
      expecting
      to see the
      burn the bra
      i saw before..
      and ended
      up here
      with
      another
      thing
      chick
      wearing
      panties.. got a secret
      for you Shawna baby..
      NOT REALLY A SECRET
      IN FACT IT IS SCIENCE..
      when i go to the bar at
      night.. and sometimes a very
      Curvy African American Girl
      with you know
      baby’s
      got
      butt
      is wiggling
      toward me..
      something inside
      of me wants to wiggle
      back.. but i hold it back..
      in its place.. hmm.. thin
      is not what its all cracked
      out to be.. ‘real men’ LOVE CURVES..
      but if i was a girl with curves.. sure..
      i might
      go for
      a thin
      girl
      juST for Fun..;)

      Okay.. this
      finishes 2
      blogs now
      to your third..;)

      OH shit.. you went easy
      on me on those first
      two.. there’s thirty
      five liNks on this
      one.. and
      let’s
      see how
      long it takes
      for me to consume
      them all starting
      at
      9:51 am
      Central
      Standard
      Florida
      Panhandle
      time
      and oh
      by the way
      i AM
      THE
      Moonchild
      in a way
      hehe..
      and that’s
      kind of a secret
      and a made up thing
      come to fruition too..
      juSt
      by
      will
      of mind
      and creativity..;)

      HAhA.. you
      called Al..
      the Yankster..
      if my wife hears
      that i swear she’ll
      probably call
      me that
      when
      she’s
      not
      calling
      me a man whore..
      just for
      fun of
      course..
      ‘tween
      the sheets..
      of creativity more..;)

      Utilizing my quick
      lyrics references..
      this reminds me of
      Nights in White
      Satin by the
      Moody Blues
      imagining it as
      a coffin laced as such
      never ending when i was
      in the dead zone..
      and an
      endless
      night
      of feathered
      sex.. (reminds
      me.. must go
      to dVerse next)..
      and do some
      more
      featheRed
      stuff tHeRE too..;)

      A thousand
      years.. i know
      this one by
      heARt.. no
      needs
      for
      lyrics
      here..
      juST
      heARt..
      and interestingly
      when the other song said
      Perry.. i was thinking about
      the meaning for that as Rock..
      in name defs and how
      that goes with
      Pure for Christina
      a form of Katie
      too.. and
      Katy
      Perry too..
      that is also
      a form of
      Pure
      rock
      too..
      when everything
      in life has meaning and
      purpose.. all is holy and
      sacred and heaven comes now..
      but wait..! your husband
      is a Baptist
      Preacher..
      i’m sure
      you
      heRe enough
      of that in Sunday
      School.. and imagining
      Shawna teaching Sunday
      school.. seems kinda fun now..
      but you
      probably
      are too
      busy
      with
      your own
      childrens to do that..
      but maybe in a thousand years.. hehe..;)

      Oh man/Shawna/baby.. this song
      is gonna
      play
      in my
      head for
      the rest
      of the
      day..
      it
      won’t
      give up..
      it won’t give up..
      Jason Mraz with
      i won’t give up..
      but wait!..
      i think
      that is a different
      song but it matters
      not.. the ear bug has
      already taken oldie..;)

      This is what i cAme
      for.. serIOUuSly..
      this is
      what
      i came
      for.. with or
      without Conor
      and Sam
      and Calvin
      and Rihanna..
      this is what i came
      for.. and man.. i mean
      Shawna baby.. tHeRe is
      so much Esoteric meaning
      and ‘Quantum’ meaning too.. in
      that official video too.. with the
      cube.. as both with Occult and Roger
      Penrose science meaning theories..
      of the entire Universe
      as a Hologram
      coming
      through
      a geometric
      kinda cube..
      that is inherently intelligent as such..
      in a way that humans cannot even touch..
      aka
      God
      of course..
      i mean duh..
      ‘they’ determined
      that eons and aeons
      ago..
      after
      all was
      sAid and
      dONe then
      for now too..
      hehe..
      i’m
      like A
      box of
      chocolates
      who dances across
      the U.S twice in
      stead
      of
      runs
      it too..
      hehe..
      from
      inside
      my Cube
      i AM just
      a RAving on here2..
      like in that official video
      too.. wHere we create our lives
      as we go.. out of restraints of
      mechanical cognition back into
      dreAm time flow of our ancestors
      and
      rain dances
      and being
      one with
      Nature
      and naked
      FucKinG
      Dances
      around the
      fire.. where an
      individual can get
      coordinated enough
      to do the FucKinG WiLD thing
      while dancing hehe.. where
      all semen and stuff like that
      is holy
      and sacred
      too.. whether
      they are sailors or not..
      in case you thought i said
      sperm
      which
      in deed
      i do
      as
      seed
      too..
      kinda like
      an extended
      version of that
      big bang always
      now cube too.. forest
      or desert.. we create as life
      cave or beach.. i’ll be beach..
      are you getting a miNd
      orgasm yET..
      i AM
      as seX
      doesn’t
      last nearly LonG..
      enough for me..
      or
      God
      for that
      matter beyond
      matter of fAct..;)

      i AM
      so into
      you Shawna
      B A B Y..
      in a cyber space
      bRain kinda way..
      Ariana aint’ nearly
      complicated enough
      to
      pave
      a way
      for a Brain
      orgasm for me..;)

      SpeaKing
      of Cool for the
      Summer.. i Am
      such a frigging Lesbian
      trapped in a 233 LB
      HAiry
      BeASt
      dude
      body..
      and yeah..
      i kNow/FeeL you are
      kinda like A someWhAT..
      complement of that
      too.. hehe.. in even a
      more interesting way than
      me.. as i can’t imagine any
      thing more
      delicious
      than a Woman’s
      Paradise.. of course..
      that is like the sexiest song
      ever.. but seriously.. it’s like one
      of the hardest things ever to find
      girl friends for real Lesbian girls.. of course..
      straight
      lesbians
      and male
      lesbians
      really get
      the best of
      Paradise true..
      but i do feel for
      all Lesbians too.. as
      everyone needs someone
      to love.. as love is unconditional
      paradise
      so
      true
      and fuzzy
      and warm
      as life goeS on..
      okay.. i’m moving
      towards sentimental
      70’s songs again..
      quick!
      back!
      too
      Rave!..
      POETRY
      IN ALL FREE
      D A N C Ewords..
      ASSOCIATIONS2
      THAT COME2.. NO
      MATTER WHAt2..
      as Shawna IS A
      only poet i can
      do this with..
      so back..
      as the
      show
      must
      go on..
      while it
      can and will
      and does for go! go! go!..
      a go
      go!
      GO..
      hmm..
      Rave Poetry..
      a new form..
      of Free Association
      Grey Poohpom PoETry
      me and Shawna
      juST invented.. but
      as alWays.. someone else
      probably did it first..
      and FucKinG ownS iT..
      butT
      WTF
      FTW
      is alWays FuN..
      Free.. no matter wUT..;)

      SerIOUsly.. Fearless
      and Confident is like
      the best thing ever.. and
      you kNow and FeeL.. it is so
      dAm nice cOMing here and
      kNoWing it ain’t possible
      to get you
      butthurt
      over
      anything
      my creativity
      says.. as dAm
      straight
      i AM
      confident
      and i stripped
      it all the way down
      to F in Earn it iSREAL2..;)

      Focus.. hell yes..
      Focus.. and Ariana
      she is a little sexy
      bullet ain’t she..
      but still
      Focus..
      Focus..
      when the
      T and A
      at the Rave
      is all over the
      place shaking its
      wild thing in front
      of your face.. and you
      still fly like a winged Angel
      in the
      face
      of
      lust
      lust
      lust
      and
      more
      T and
      A lust
      lust
      lust..
      seriously it’s like
      the Buddhist folks say
      expose yourself to temptation
      all over the place.. gain amazing
      self control.. and FucKinG Focus
      Focus
      Focus..
      no matter
      how much
      giggling and
      shaking T and
      A super fly comes
      your way.. and it’s like
      now.. i go to the gym.. and
      all the yoga pants don’t even
      phase me..
      well
      yeah..
      maybe
      just
      a
      little
      bit
      ‘tween
      the sheets of FoCus..;)

      PerUsing this song list..
      i am finding a lot
      of lust
      in these
      songs as i
      go.. S in Jessie
      J and Ariana and
      Nickie Minja a trio..
      goes heRe.. it’s all about
      the good girl loSing her wings
      and
      coming
      back to
      innocence
      of understanding
      there is no guilt in
      being human being full..
      wHere lust and Love Balances..
      to make Productivity and Creativty
      FloW
      iN Zone
      as Heaven now..:)

      ps.. i just checked
      in with the wife
      to see if
      i ate
      breakfast…
      and sure enough
      it is still sitting tHeRE..
      but i ain’t leaving ’till
      i finish this
      flow
      here..;)

      i’M down
      to worth it..
      just checked
      back up here
      to say
      hi and
      back
      to the
      songs i go..
      Shawna Baby..;)

      Fifth harmony is so worth
      it.. Love an all
      woman’s
      band
      for
      obvious
      reaAsons hehe..
      heR..;)

      Hmm..
      this Limp
      song reminds
      me why.. even if
      i was a woman
      i would
      only
      Love
      girls..
      hmm..
      hmm..
      hmm..
      and more
      hmm.. i’m so
      glad i’m a man
      who loves girls..
      more than
      the moist
      patch
      below..
      ugh huh..:)

      This Fiona girl’s
      eYes.. make
      me wanna
      give
      her
      a big
      bear hug
      of hairy love..
      like the Teddy she never
      had..
      hehe..
      and seriously
      too.. Shawna Baby.. she
      really needs a hug.. so tight..:)

      In the GAF General
      Adult Functioning
      Assessment used
      iN Psychiatry..
      A suicidal
      state of mind/heARt..
      no matter what Socio-
      Economic.. Love.. or
      Health status..
      puts
      one down
      to the lowest
      scale of functioning..
      and it really shows.. that
      it’s not the money.. or the status..
      or the looks.. but the health and
      well being that counts
      in life..
      in hOlding
      hands wArm
      inStead of cold..
      everyone needs a
      fREE school of love and A
      exercise of the ART/Love muscle..
      so much more than dRained
      braiN of comfort
      in worries
      and
      mechanical
      cognition…
      moRe hEArt
      and less science
      of worry liFe.. a goal
      to meet.. and a hard
      one at that..
      of course..
      in a society
      gone sane
      from a sitting
      state of school..
      to a scream behind
      a screen.. wHere only
      poetry
      and
      Dance
      SinGs
      and steps
      out with a box oF art..
      with no wAlls
      of
      priSon..
      to fuel a SoUL..
      with
      fire
      and
      flAme
      barely
      flickering..
      hmm.. that
      Song by Perri
      coming to feeling now2..
      Dancing
      Solo..
      so
      lost..
      spArk..
      oF
      flAme
      Of Love..
      seT uS Free..:)

      Yeah.. T’s all about
      loving what yA
      already have..
      i’ve heard stories
      of girls who are so pretty
      at the bar.. who never feel they
      are enough.. sure.. it’s a well known
      issue.. but that doesn’t make it any
      less sad when one hears the stories..
      perfection
      sucks..
      cover
      me
      with
      weeds..
      make me
      happy just
      for being weed..
      no smoke necessary..
      just weed me to the fields of free..
      meadows of happy briars..
      yeah.. i used
      to keep
      the bricks
      in line
      too..
      oh so
      neat and
      tidy.. until i threw
      them all into A chaos
      of space and found a tapestry
      of beauty
      paint
      and
      canvas
      god
      all
      that
      is..
      as the
      DandeliOn
      SinGS free froM
      thE FucKinG clothes
      of cultural hell that
      closes
      our
      soUL
      down
      to nihl..walls
      of PriSon hoLd..
      and Walmart
      Garbage Garages..
      that seek perfection
      iN A Zombie..Robot..
      dumP of closEd iM soUL..:)

      So.. so true.. the lies
      we tale our
      loved ones
      to make
      them
      miss
      the bones
      of our soul..:)

      So much pain
      iN A world
      really..
      when some
      of us..
      could
      just
      dance
      naked
      around
      a fire
      with
      hugs..
      like monkeys
      do in the Zoo
      when the clothed
      humans invade
      their
      freer
      space
      of flesh
      and blood comfort..:)

      Just A tattoo..
      on the back
      of A
      neck
      speaks
      volumes
      as it IS A
      message mostly
      for
      oTheRs..:)

      “I just wanted to eat whole,
      with a side of cucumber salad,
      if you know what I mean”

      Hmm.. i love
      metaphors
      i
      can
      feel..
      hehe..
      you are
      sTiLL hilarious
      and
      fun..:)

      That AZ lyrics
      thingie really
      comes in handy..
      i am getting
      so much
      more
      cultural
      exposure
      by doing this..
      as the Google YouTube
      Algorithm alone.. usually
      only serves up stuff we
      already like..
      and hmm..
      makes
      me feel
      so lucky
      that for
      so many
      years.. mostly
      my wife and i only
      play argue..
      well..
      at least
      i do..
      anyway..
      as life is too
      short not to love
      the
      pain
      too..
      if one
      can.. of course
      take the strife light too..
      it’s really hard to make me
      mad..
      even if
      i look mad..
      it’s almost
      always an act..
      too much to be happy
      about.. out of literal hell i guess..
      within..
      inside..
      cAlm
      Hurricane
      eYeS of bliss..
      no matter what
      winds look like on
      outside
      the
      doughnut
      wHole
      of
      sWeet..
      bLows
      through hard
      and
      soft
      as
      honey
      liGht..:)

      i can already
      tale..
      this
      dude
      ain’t
      getting
      enough
      spoon hugs at night..
      but sure he could
      be a
      Hurricane
      inside too..;)

      Hmm.. unless
      i missed it..
      i haven’t
      seen
      you actually
      try this out
      on
      Shawna’s
      Face.. i’LL
      remember this
      one if and when you do..;)

      Seriously.. i cannot
      remember you
      wearing
      the first
      black
      thing
      of anything..
      you always seem
      so 60’s floWordy
      and
      kool..;)

      Yeah.. that’s a Moon
      rise or set in pastel
      chilling
      colors
      oF light
      that i will
      not easily
      rise or sink too…:)

      ahmm.. the plight again
      of the modern girl.. man.. Shawna baby..
      my Grandmother wore pants and
      sold parts at the auto parts
      store during world
      War II..
      i don’t think
      she ever gave
      a fuck about how
      she looked but she
      picked cotton first in
      the fields.. for years raising
      her sisters. hot sun.. breasts
      only for sweat.. crooked back..
      brown soiLed nails..
      and man
      hands in
      older age
      from getting
      so strong as
      women can too..
      and hehe.. even
      so-called domesticated
      men could today.. if they
      picked some cotton too..
      ugly is the
      most beautiful
      pARt of
      life
      when
      lived
      as beautiful..
      and nah.. my grandmother
      wasn’t ugly.. she just didn’t
      give a FucK if she was pretty..
      we need more examples like that..
      but
      souL
      doesn’t
      sell magazines
      with a quick jack
      off of mind
      to sell
      a product..:)

      Oh God.. this is no lie..
      i was so far without a concept
      of self outside of working
      for the government for
      almost 25 years..
      when i could
      no longer
      work..
      i looked
      up my name
      on the Internet
      to see if i existed..
      hmm.. now that i dance
      everywhere i go.. in public..
      someone
      reminds
      me
      that
      they know
      my name
      as
      Norm
      of Strange
      again.. Cheers
      to FucKinG
      Cheers
      of
      Human
      Hands
      that
      actually
      Feel each
      other’s beat..:)

      “Talk to me now..
      Make me stay..
      She says..
      this
      Bouquet..”

      Pure unadulterated
      Synchronicity creativity
      Shawna
      Rocks..
      in titles
      of
      Ani
      Difranco
      too.. for
      proper attribution
      of course too.. Humans
      are meaning and purpose machines..
      no Art when fully humming.. Bees..
      of Creativity.. with ImAginATion
      set so Free..
      we fill in the
      spaces
      with
      the
      honey
      oF ImAGinATiON
      and CREaTivity.. but
      the sad trUth is.. for
      non-visual thiNkers
      this can be very difficult for
      them to do.. even recognizing
      family member’s faces.. believing
      in a God with no way to interpret
      the signs of God that so
      many folks
      receive
      so freely
      as a tapestry
      iN synchronicity
      of God’s reaLiTy
      that most of us are
      equipped to see deeper
      than with eYes and ears alone..
      some folks aren’t.. and surely one
      can tale.. just
      by the literal
      way they
      write and
      talk and even
      move.. without
      the substance
      of
      deeper
      art
      from the
      paint of God..
      i wish there were a way
      to spark them back to
      the etheReal of
      God’s World
      Canvas wHOler..
      i have hope.. noW..
      faith and belief
      tHere is.. but the
      bottom
      line
      is
      i can
      and WiLL
      and some
      folks can’t
      and don’t as
      trUly they kNow
      and FeeL noT what i do..
      and of course otHeRs.. too..
      Cognitive Empathy
      along with
      affect..
      the road
      to understanding..
      tolerance and acceptance
      of what one miGht
      see as
      the
      less
      blessed too..
      to BrinG them uP…
      iF aT
      aLL possible
      in
      depth
      in depth
      of MiNdFuL
      AwAreness more..
      with boDy too.. of course..:)

      Just
      don’t
      Marry
      Brad Pitt
      i understand
      it’ll never last
      but yes..
      those
      lips
      those
      lips
      those lips..
      so succulent
      and rich.. hmm..
      juniper jones jolie..
      and Google tales me
      that has absolutely nothing
      to do with Angelina Jolie..
      but
      still
      those
      lips..
      those
      lips.. those
      succulent lips..
      a Flowers Breeze
      to come through of course..
      and that is a rather delicious name2..
      that you
      juST
      made
      uP.. hehe..
      for the next lifetime too..
      those
      lips
      those
      lips…;)

      This reminds me..
      you know and feel..
      i never get tired of
      my wife.. seriously
      she
      never
      gets old..
      and that touch
      beneath the beauty
      is so wonderful and
      warm.. so kitty purr true..:)

      I think i finally
      saw the piNk
      heARts
      or the
      liGht
      as it iS
      and were…
      as Goddess Isis goes too… hehe…;)

      Just a thOught bEfore
      i swim on.. teacher..
      teacher..
      do i get
      extra
      credit for
      two comments..
      per Song
      Poem..;)

      Just to prove
      i’m not cheating..
      sleep paralysis
      sucks
      and
      so does
      life in
      dead zone way..
      but AZ lyrics
      rule
      as
      FReED..;)

      Haha..
      Highspeed..
      you’re exhausting..
      i’ve
      heard
      that
      before..
      hehe..
      as SonGs
      and DancEs..
      speediE on…;)

      Ugh.. oh.. reverse
      illuminati with
      the upside
      down..
      triangle..
      and or pyramid..
      but it don’t matter
      as Golden Spiral Phi
      comes up or down
      mirrored
      in Ocean
      Arctic
      or
      Mountain
      view teRrains..
      upon a Sea of Rock..
      as Love is written in the pyramid
      Stone..
      and
      Sacred
      Triangles too..
      as liFE and Existence
      Mirrors
      on..
      in Parallel
      fun oF noW
      multi-myriad-
      UniVerse moRe..;)

      Just dOUble
      checked A to
      Z.. to see iF
      Ophelia, drOwned-in clouds
      oF white pink rose
      petals.. oF seNsuous
      lips and laced
      dress is a
      Song
      or
      a skirt..
      of flowRed
      beauty pOuting
      for love as heArt beAt tOuch..:)

      Okay.. this rounds out three at 12 noon..
      high wHere breaKfast beComes
      Lunch or bRunch..
      and sand and sun
      dance comes neXt..
      all naked of course
      with as usual more
      information than
      you need.. heHE..
      and for my tastes
      i enjoy
      the
      pose
      more than
      socks.. as naked
      toes with pose like
      thaT IS A siGn for more to coMe..
      Shawna baby.. love ya doll fAce..
      and when ever you come.. neXt..
      i’LL
      come
      too..
      aGaiN
      as usual
      i’LL be bacK..
      you can count
      on me.. hehe.. and
      now if i can find a Song
      Long enough to accompany
      all of this..
      as oNe
      Song
      True..
      and liGht..
      for the heavy
      and fun of deep
      and laughs of all that is.. now..
      tHis.. but most oF aLL i’m LooKinG
      forward to see all of what juST came
      out
      in FloW
      iN ZonE..
      oF one
      Micro-long-Verse
      oF Macro-Verse wHole..
      RoWinG Ocean PoeM WhOle LongEr2..;)

      And that’s like..
      totally delicious..
      the Google Alogrithm
      Hall Monitor just made
      me do a captcha to prove
      i’M human
      after
      doing this
      35 times long
      on one blog..
      cRap.. doesn’t
      an algorithm KNoW/FeeL..
      that Human Altruism exists..
      hehe..
      not likely
      robots
      come
      across
      that much
      these days anymore..
      as i say.. see ya later.. finAlly
      now more later.. Shawna Babe..;)

      My PleaSure.. Shawna Baby and
      Micro-Soft Word
      Measures
      4,370 words
      as i put almost
      a third of
      a Macro-Verse
      on you today..
      for 3 hOurs..
      allWays nice to
      see you.. FriEnd.. Shawna..
      Haha.. when you said you’d
      be by in a bit to read the
      words..
      they
      come
      to you
      instead..
      in reAms
      oF all that is..:)

  11. Okay.. quick break here..
    and more on Facebook
    Provided Macro-Verse
    Memories from years
    ago to date.. noW
    staRting here..
    with.. then
    3 years ago.. Now..

    Back to the Future Freddy..Rainman and Sunshine…

    As an eclectic Flow of Art staRts coMing
    more in words.. photos.. and music videos
    more.. truly tHeRE is no easy way to get better
    aT aRT except for practice of creativity..
    and that doesn’t come the
    way science
    does in
    empirical
    study.. Free Association
    is key.. to increasing Creativity..
    and that means.. not everything one
    practices may meet the grade of
    symphony.. and it bears
    reminding that all
    of existence
    is tapestry
    of ARt..
    as the
    dARK ParTs
    color sHades of
    more to come in floWers
    not seen or fElT bEfoRe..
    and here.. a hint of what will
    eventually come in January
    of 2014.. in my first foray into
    male new age straight renaissance
    nude art.. not only for art but for sharing
    and giving of what we are core of BeinG too..
    for survival of course.. at base is lust of all
    our creativity and productivity as science
    shows too.. and nah.. i didn’t start out
    Dance.. or taKinG photos.. or wriTinG
    poEetry or doing nude life in general
    free verse.. at best of anything out of anyone
    then.. and i still don’t do the competition game..
    as the only one i have to please is the God who
    lives within me.. free.. to pleasure life as Art more
    without restraint of those who would chain God unhappy
    within us without a bird to escape the chains of thousands of
    years ago.. where no air can reach our sKin of free floW liFE away from
    border lies.. walls.. folks build walls.. otHerS give and shARe aLL.. Love
    is all that is.. when one becomes Love is all that is bottom line.. Freedom
    juST
    iS FREE..
    and Love as Fearless
    SaME as BeinG noW fuLLy
    aliVe and Free
    as
    Free
    can
    Be aLive..
    as all of star
    dust existence
    strives to be and
    we with gloWinG cheeks
    of red.. as blood flows from
    top to bottom.. we and all the ‘tween..
    So sure.. perHaps in the Nursing home one day
    God Forbid if i make it to that place.. i’d rather be
    free like my Father and live fully until i die..
    but anyWay.. in my mid 50’s.. i can
    say and still see/feel how far
    i came with 100% Hope
    Faith and Belief from
    a Dead Zone
    fo 66 months
    from January
    of 2008 through
    July end,, near 22nd of 2013..
    and then i can go to January and
    see how far i went from naked free in 2014..
    at stArt.. in a blog titled Free Lance Stripping
    that was a satirical name.. that i changed to Free
    Verse Nude Poetry.. and set to private as Google
    was recommending then and was to enforce in January
    of 2015.. they changed their mind and let freedom ring liGht
    still naked and trUe.. in public give and share of the greATest
    art of Michelangelo and all the greats of God’s greATest form now
    of Temple of God in God’s Nature within us as naked free form as
    WELL unchained
    as we
    can
    be..
    no shame..
    in how we are
    born as long as we live
    in a culture that makes it
    legal.. and fit as ARt..
    it is art..
    there
    is no
    shAme
    in any human
    function or pARt of skIN..
    And i’ve come a long way in
    that art from age 53 to 56 as
    the record clearly shows.. sometimes
    buff.. sometimes a little on the heavy side..
    but alWays free as we can be as God makes us Nature FREE..:)

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2013/09/21/back-to-the-future-freddy-rainman-and-sunshine/

    NaturAlly difficult am i..
    a shorter Macro-Verse from
    two years ago.. but
    still well worth
    it to see some
    candid Love
    photos of our
    Big Grey Cat Moby..
    as maKing a Truman Show
    of LiFe in Blog way has many
    Love Memory advantages to reminisce
    each year with Facebook Memories along the
    way.. juST imagine if someone did this tHeir entire liFe..
    sure.. it’s happening with blogs now as we speak in many
    forms of art.. they come in.. as difficult as me.. hmm..
    not likely but theiRS
    alWays
    room
    for hUman
    BeinGS to gRoW
    MorE as folks take fuller
    advantage of both tHeir
    innate human potential and
    what technology adds in potential
    of BeinG hUman as well as tool.. instead
    of weapons of
    destruction
    per se.. as
    LoVE oF lIFe..
    iSREAL..
    FReED..
    @lEASt
    for mE noW..:)

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/09/21/naturally-difficult-am-i/

    Fountain of Youth ROARS

    https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/09/20/fountain-of-youth-roars/

    WeLL.. a photo journey of a family
    trip to Ponce De Leon Springs
    here and if tHeiR is any
    fountain of youth
    to roar
    it is associated
    with the wife.. Katrina’s
    Bikini of course.. and yes,,
    Shawna babe.. if you come this
    far in the future soon.. this is the all
    G-Rated butt of Katrina for sure..
    as great
    as butts
    come as
    you surely say.. heheR2..;)

    Yeah.. as the beginning
    photo clearly
    says..
    that’s
    one hell
    of a Wishbone
    to break.. yeah..;)

  12. https://gigoid.me/2016/09/21/a-passionate-pile-of-indolence/#comment-20375

    “Everything is simpler than you think
    and at the same time more complex than you imagine.”

    ~~ Goethe ~~

    RuleS OF
    Above
    So
    Below..
    UniVerse
    ExistS in less
    A gRain oF SanD
    And moRe beYond
    ASUniVerse ‘RouNd..:)

    “I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer.
    Fear is the little death that brings total oblivion.
    I will face my fear.
    I will permit it to pass over me and through me
    and turn my inner eye to follow its path.
    When the fear is gone, there will be nothing.
    Only I will remain.”

    ~~ The Litany Against Fear ~~

    ~~ Frank Herbert, “Dune”, 1965 ~~

    Fear is
    a stress
    that kills..
    Love
    IS A
    Stress that heals
    all change is stress..
    All Love iS Great..
    for those
    who
    E-Scape
    A stress
    oF Fear..:)

    He that feareth is a slave, were he never so rich, were he never so
    powerful. But he that is without fear is king of all the world.”

    ~~ E. R. Eddison, The Worm Ouroboros ~~

    Says A Fearless
    dude/tte to
    A Trumper
    and A HiLL
    Ary.. aFraid
    of only
    being
    flesh and blood alive…
    To walk naked noW and
    WHoLe.. iS to bE A LioN FReED..
    oR
    noT
    oN CouRSe noW..:)

    “Because the name is the thing, and the truename is the true thing.
    To speak the name is to control the thing.”

    ~~ Mr. Underhill, The Rule of Names, Ursula K. Le Guin, 1964 ~~

    As alWays..
    Essence rules
    form and tools
    form
    rules..:)

    “All things are to be examined and called into question.
    There are no limits set on thought.”

    ~~ Rational Bee ~~

    iMaGination
    rules without
    tools..;)

    “Down in their hearts, wise men know this truth:
    the only way to help yourself is to help others.”

    ~~ Elbert Hubbard ~~

    Yes.. A hUman
    condition
    aWay from
    written language..
    collective intelligence..
    and complex cultures with
    less than 150 to 200 sets oF
    eYes wHere naked hUman
    NaTure.. once aGain rules tools..noW..
    wiTh ShArinG and GiVinG foRAge LiFe..:)

    “The best helping hand that you will ever receive
    is the one at the end of your own arm.”

    ~~ Fred Dehner ~~

    As mY FriEnd RAfiah..
    Once said.. give
    YoursElf..
    A paT
    oN thE bacK..:)

    “And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet
    and the winds long to play with your hair.”

    ~~ Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet ~~

    Let the air breathe you..
    the wind fly you..
    the water drink you..
    and the River
    Swim
    you
    to
    Ocean wHOle
    Paradise oF LiVinG
    with no regard to pre-planned
    existence now.. FReED @lEast
    for
    ME..;)

    “Too much of a good thing is WONDERFUL.”

    ~~ Mae West ~~

    Someone nearly
    every week tales
    me i am too high
    and or happy..
    Rrom
    now
    own..
    perHaps..
    i’LL get even hiGher..
    happier and FReED..
    iN fAct i’LL juST do ThaT noW..:)

  13. Life is a full plate of Breakfast Club..
    sadly.. some folks.. choose
    and adhere to rigid
    roles assigned
    by culture
    refusing
    to
    touch the
    other Breakfast Foods of life..
    the Jock.. the Rebel Bad Boy..
    the Outcast who does not belong
    anywhere.. the Princess with model looks..
    and sure.. the Introvert nerd with a Book and Straight A’s..
    and sure in some ways all of these
    exist in wE.. the desire
    to excel.. to compete
    in tribal instinct..
    giving up..
    escaping
    in books..
    and rebelling
    ’cause you are sick
    and tired of how life life
    works.. in your life.. at least..
    and all of what can separate and
    stratify folks into social cliques for support
    of the fire.. desire.. or dark for the
    day that comes next..
    or even
    perhaps
    the
    fearless love
    to love it all for only the
    sake of being Love.. hmm…
    there usually are no peacemakers
    in detention.. as diplomacy is most often their
    forte.. and sure.. in my case.. i was
    most definitely the bookish
    nerd in school.. the
    perfectionist who
    wanted the
    other
    social roles too..
    just to taste life.. just to
    escape fear and anxiety
    just to escape the
    box of what
    i expected
    of myself
    too much.. as restriction
    to be all of what society expected me
    to be.. and sure the paternal side expected more
    of a young man with three college degrees than to work
    at a Bowling Center.. but no matter Love.. or Intellect.. without
    a fearless ability to calmly interact with others with success… in
    moving.. connecting.. and creating ways.. it’s not so hard to see why
    the bookish nerd in the Breakfast Club was willing to end it all after earning
    a bad grade or two.. as he had all his eggs to hatch in one basket without the
    affordance of one egg going bad out of the whole to spoil his entire FucKinG liFe..
    Perfectionist thinking was my downfall in life.. but sure that most always comes
    from anxiety and the fear of not being in control of one’s life.. and
    just FucKinG letting go.. as some folks can
    do.. to breeze through
    life without
    too many
    cares
    to
    scare the
    joy out of breathe..
    breathe.. breathe joy..
    dance.. sing.. to FucK with
    limits and expectations and worry
    over failure.. or why folks FucKinG think
    and feel about how you express yourself
    originally.. is.. why i dance.. is the adventure that
    says.. i will move and yes speak.. a different way
    in ways of art i feel and sense.. without a FucKinG rule of School..
    and nah.. i cannot speak for anyone else.. nah.. i cannot feel and
    sense for anyone else.. as there are many different foods and
    drinks on the Breakfast Plate of life.. that i have not
    tasted and neither have you.. as of course
    each human is a Multi-Universe of
    Breakfast food.. with yes
    similarities but
    places
    that
    no one
    else has gone
    of course.. WRite on..
    Dance and Sing way..
    or no Sing and Dance @ALL..
    anyway.. as my wife says.. there
    is no role that fits me now.. i exceed
    all the roles and other human archetypes
    she has seen on TV.. and Real LifE too..
    and that’s okay.. as if nothing else
    i will not be erased from life again..
    as the one who
    said yes
    to all
    that others
    expected of me..
    a horrible limit of
    life that is.. a self
    imposed detention
    of human Freedom..:)

  14. So.. it was Monday Night..
    and i dance up to the nice
    Pacific Islander Gym Attendant.. Vida..
    and also Step-Daughter of one of the long
    term Bowling Center patrons of decades i knew
    since ’84.. yeah.. the year the Breakfast Club played
    first and we had the newest thing in Bowling Alley’s funded
    by the Military to support the fighters.. as a VHS
    player attached to all the
    computer screens over
    the lanes.. and by the
    way.. the only
    reason i got hired
    is.. i had a computer class
    in college and the monkey wrenches
    of the Bowling World were hands on
    wrenches visual spatial folks where
    the left brain analytical
    systemizing
    mind
    was not
    their forte..
    anyway.. we played
    the Breakfast club on all
    the screens for the patrons.. and
    oh God.. i’ve seen that movie way too
    many times as somewhat of an icon
    fixed in my brain.. so anyway.. i dance
    up to Vida and say in generalized terms..
    you know there are two ways of life..
    however i did not tale her one
    is common and one
    is fairly rare..
    as to
    not make
    the answer seem so
    hard to get one from her..
    and she says the most common
    one that is yes.. right and wrong and
    then i go on to say.. nah.. there are few
    moral absolutes.. cross culturally.. easy to see
    for one who studies social science and anthropology
    and they are the taboos of sexually abusing children and
    incest of course.. and i went further to say.. when Innate human
    nature is repressed as in the case of countries where men and women
    are not allowed to touch.. other than family members until marriage age..
    the results can be as horrific in perversion away from human nature
    as Arabian physician clinical studies that suggest 60 to 80 percent
    of little girls from age 3 to 6 in homes are sexually abused
    by either a close family member that ironically
    society allows a member of the opposite
    sex to touch.. or an intimate
    family friend
    of the
    home
    as such..
    so i say nah.. what
    i came to say.. is.. there are
    the spectators of life.. and they
    are minion.. and then there are the
    ones who act.. produce.. and direct their
    own plays of life that others most often follow..
    and i say then.. but you know Vida.. things are
    perhaps changing a little for the better through artful
    creative leaning social media outlets where folks become
    individuals instead of more as the group think of the spectators
    of what other folks do in tribal leaning and following ways.. you know..
    like folks who sit and watch sports instead of getting out to act and
    produce and direct their own game of life too.. and nah.. it’s
    no wonder it’s rare.. as rarely is someone out
    in the wild supported by going their
    own way.. unless their own
    way is copied
    of course
    but
    no one will
    copy me.. as not even
    i copy me.. i act and produce
    and direct my play by heARt.. and
    heARt continuously feels and senses different..
    somedays i move to the left.. and some days i move
    to the wRite.. yes in both steps and words.. but all days
    i wRite and MoVe and Speak a little different
    as that is what Nature does..
    every free action
    and consequence
    of Nature.. IS A free Dance
    and Song that has no script
    set in stone.. it doesn’t take a rocket
    scientist to figure that out.. who spends their
    time replicating observable phenomenon.. all
    it takes is to watch a feather float through the air
    at least resistance and most movement to winds of change..
    iN Dance And Song oF Multi-UniVersal liFe.. and nah.. i ain’t
    gonna make it back to dVerse for any of their regularly scheduled
    poetry prompts.. for this Dance Song.. now at 9:11 am on the Equinox
    day.. Shawna.. was the free dance and song of poetry that was so fitting
    for this 6000 mile celebration of free verse dance everywhere i have gone
    in public now for three years.. off the cuff of the traveled path..
    on the Wing
    of God
    FReED
    iN mE.. i DancE
    and SinG.. A Feather Speaks..
    in Forrest Gump talk @lEASt..;)

    Yeah.. and poetry concrete
    heads.. yA can call that a
    Giant Fredbun.. with the last
    three lines as Fredku.. to replace
    your Oriental Haibun and Haiku..
    FucKing American Style.. Native
    as such in
    God
    speak..
    okay..
    as sure.. i aM2
    hUman and i2
    can SinG tribal too..
    as any free moNkey..
    can and STiLL WilL do..;)

  15. To once again..
    become an Instrument
    of Art and Love.. for the
    Nature oF God as wE..
    A Device
    for
    Peace
    instead of strife..
    Lord kNows.. by the time i
    ended 32 years or so of work..
    including 25 years of Federal
    Government Service.. and
    before that it was.. yes..
    Archaeology Research
    Associate.. Book Store
    Stocking Clerk.. and
    Janitor for
    6 long
    lone
    years in combo
    with the other two
    part time jobs for a
    short stint too.. during
    6 years of College supporting
    a diet that consisted of Peanut
    Butter Sandwiches to afford school
    for that long and the three college
    degrees of Social Sciences Interdisciplinary..
    Health Science and Anthropology as preparation
    for a much longer trial and error study of the human
    condition starting at a Military Bowling Center for almost
    two decades.. ending as Manager there.. Administrative
    Support Assistant for a Captain of the NAS Pensacola
    Navy Station for three months during reductions
    and reassignments of Force.. and
    back to Community Activities
    Director and finally
    Athletic
    Director thaT
    i retired early
    after 25 years
    of service with
    a synergy of 19 medical
    disorders life threatening
    as such in total.. particularly
    the suicide disease.. type two
    Trigeminal Neuralgia.. from wake
    to sleep.. losing effective use of my
    eyesight and hearing for 66 months with
    this dentist drill-like pain with no novocain
    for what science assesses as a pain worse now
    than crucifixion.. yes.. the worst understood pain
    now of humankind in empirical understood ways.. of
    science yet.. in the literature on this i have read so
    far.. of course.. some folks call it Sluder’s Headache
    and other’s call it a generalized term as atypical
    facepain.. as sure hell is atypical for those
    who have not experienced it
    first face as it
    were for
    me for
    66 months..
    along with Dysautonomia..
    where blood pressure and heart
    rate would no long synch.. making
    me faint most all hours of the day
    and my heart would speed so fast
    to get the blood to my brain.. when
    attempting to fall asleep.. that i could not
    sleep.. but only 1 hour each of 35 days then
    as start of hell in 2008.. and none for the
    last 5 of 40 during the lent spring period
    of 2008.. and that hour of very shallow
    cardboard sleep the first 35 days was
    only allowed by a powerful alpha
    blocker slowing my heart
    down enough
    to do
    any
    escape
    from the hell of the
    face pain.. plus my eyes
    quit making tears.. for the
    autoimmune disorder named too..
    Sjogren’s Syndrome.. along with
    Fibromyalgia pain from head to toe..
    Spinal Stenosis and Severe Degenerative
    Arthritis pain along with coat hanger pain
    in shoulders and neck associated with
    Dysautonomia.. too.. rounding out
    a full plate of hell starting
    at age 47 all the
    way through
    age 53..
    as the
    phoenix oF Y i..
    rose again.. on the
    Beach of the week end of
    July 22nd 2013.. yeah.. so happy
    to say bye to beyond ashes of fire
    i was then.. and hmm.. i guess too..
    i thought the Asperger’s Syndrome..
    and not speaking until i was age
    4 and stuttering my way and not
    always making sense when i talked..
    making straight A’s.. as my rote memory
    for multiple choice tests.. that was basically
    the only test given in those days.. was extreme..
    and i still can play movies in my head of my entire
    life now.. sure.. that seemed like a challenge along
    with my androgynous morphological look that brought
    me guesses of can i help you Miss.. around age 12 or
    so at McDonalds before i hit puberty.. and suddenly
    found some facial hair to accompany the pretty
    long eyelashes and green to blue eyes..
    and long blonde hair as such in
    the still somewhat hippy
    days of the
    early
    hip hugger
    male pants of
    the 70’s flower
    bus Partridge Family
    and Brady Bunch Days then..
    and sure i dream of Jeanie’s hidden
    belly button.. praying for a porn magazine
    to fall from the sky to learn something about
    sex.. all hidden from me until age 16-18.. too..
    those were the days.. of sure.. challenge
    too.. and sure.. i got a weight set..
    as ‘they’ told me i was not
    worth it for this world..
    did not deserve
    to survive
    as weak
    looking
    male
    and androgynous
    looking boy back then..
    in my somewhat red state
    still patriarchal fundamentalist
    most churches then per square mile
    town too.. i suppose i owe much of the
    freedom of my success now.. to the first
    fish in the Aquarium who told the weak looking
    fish of me i did not deserve to live then as they
    continually were nipping at my gills.. and that can
    be A worst torture oF all.. no different really than
    the young homosexual children in the Catholic Church
    who sit quietly and obediently as the Priest continually
    says.. well.. love the sinner.. hate the sin of what they
    do as gifted by god as different as human nature
    does.. you are good enough to be here..
    but not good enough for a sacrament
    of marriage for the monogamous
    same sex person you love..
    good cop.. bad cop
    Jesus sings now
    again
    from the
    pulpit true
    and yes..
    false too
    as cognitive dissonance
    reigns still in the hypocrisies
    of even the biggest most well organized
    so-called Christian Church in the world.. that
    sings songs that still stay gentile.. jew.. servant
    or free.. woman or man no more.. except for the.. ugh..
    fine print at the end of the labyrinth contract in hell
    of church you must sign to be part of the
    ongoing social accepted group
    of limitations as terms
    so finely
    described
    below too..
    and don’t forget..
    the 10 commandments that
    say honor thy mother and father
    until you get to Luke 17.. where it says
    to follow me.. ya gotta hate the ways of your
    Mommy.. Daddy.. and Brother and Sister.. and
    children too.. if you are lucky enough to figure out
    that part of the metaphor as of course it literally says
    you must hate your mother.. father.. sister.. brother
    and children to follow what i teach.. and pick up
    a stick/sword of hate too.. to come along with me..
    is it any wonder.. Christian Churches
    are closing doors on Sunday
    Nights and Wednesday
    Nights across the
    nation now..
    no.. of course it isn’t
    we have this thing named
    as the Internet now.. that exposes
    all the cognitive dissonance as what they
    are.. hypocritical lies that make no FucKinG
    Human decency sense at all.. as far as fearless
    Unconditional Love goes.. as my fingers powered
    by a holy spirit Now of fearless unconditional love
    speed way past the theme song now.. as God oF Nature
    empowers me within.. to spread fearless love in
    liGht and TrUth way.. with sure.. even the
    limited empirical tool of modern
    science to FucKinG back
    me uP as i continue
    and you may aS weLL
    too.. iF yoU SeeK iN God too..
    and hell yes that includes the
    science of God’s Nature too..
    to cut the bullshit in out too..
    for all the thousands of years..
    of psychopathic leaning and or
    ignorant leaning folks who strive to
    control and subjugate others.. repressing
    and oppressing human nature.. for selfish
    material gains and reproductive control as such
    too.. so yeah.. sure.. it’s now for the Katy Perry
    inspiring SonG Rise again.. as yes i rise
    again.. and do more than i ever did
    before.. as i simply can and
    WiLL with the gift of
    relative free will
    from the God
    oF Nature
    that makes
    it possible
    for me to
    act.. produce
    and co-direct my
    own true will with the
    will of God’s Nature in
    Human nature i.. too.. and sure..
    the ability to do this in iSREAL liFE now..
    is the REAL ISRAEL U.S. OF A.. ALBEIT NoW..
    still in a New Jerusalem-like Red state town
    of Milton.. Florida sTiLL too.. so yeah.. God Bless
    America.. ’cause here’s the thing.. a Good Cop Jesus
    like me and oTherS.. can eXpreSS miNd and Body BaLanCinG
    of SoUL.. through Holy SpiRit.. and Free heARt too.. moVinG..
    conNecting. and CreaTinG all Free noW.. so TruE and lighT iSREAL2..:)

    And yes.. ending this 705th Macro Verse now..
    with Katy Perry and rise.. and hell no..
    i won’t just survive.. i thrive.. and
    i am writing my story now.. so
    far beyond the archetype of
    before.. that you
    may not even
    see or
    feel all
    of me now..
    and i continue
    to rise hiGher and
    HiGher now with transformation
    through 100% hope.. faith and belief
    and an unlimited other number of nuances
    of human emotions and senses that you may
    not feel and sense now.. as there are no
    limits or expectations of human potential
    when the angel i oF Y i becomes sAMe noW as
    wE in liGht iN liGht yes iSREAL illuminati
    as God given HUman potenTially more fully
    Apollo and Lucifer realized with both
    right and left hands of God myths
    as vehicles and vessels housing
    fully in play alive as
    we act and
    produce
    and co-create
    directing with
    God our owN
    FucKinG plaYs
    of Life.. nah..
    shouldn’t have been
    a surprise.. i alWays
    cAMe up smelling like a rose
    like my co-employee Dolores said
    at the Bowling Center then.. no matter
    how far the tar oil bird of hell i got myself
    into in the future too.. from then.. as not well @aLL..
    separated from the interrelating.. interconnecting Force
    of God of all that is.. as gifted to us.. through emotions
    and senses that allow us to feel and give the highest power of
    Love to us and others same as Golden Rule that never consumes
    others further than food or drink.. of nature required to
    Serpent Brain Senses live.. with limbic of emotions and
    neocortical of reason as trinity of mINd and
    BoDy BaLancing soUL realized hiGher and
    Higher RiSinG as hUman God given
    potential now.. with all
    of the extension
    of God given
    Nature
    through
    technology that
    assists for positive
    stress named change
    for trUth and liGht too..
    i AM jUSt a messenger of
    DancE and SonG as Myth and
    iSREAL no different really and
    different in archetype way of bEfore too..
    it doesn’t matter if you listen to me or not
    as the anonymous voices of God all across global
    online are legion now.. in both dARk and liGht.. and
    all the colors and sHades of grey and black that exist
    in liGht and dArk colors now.. of HUman Rainbow beyond
    and less liFe STiLL.. and sure.. i can do a manifesto of
    liGht every day.. every now.. for the reaSon and
    FeeLinG and sensing of Human Potential
    Gifted by
    God
    i
    AM..
    and this is just
    another sTart of
    anoThEr Holy
    and Sacred
    R and R
    Thursday
    co-created
    by me and
    God too.. we
    literally rise..
    sure.. in more
    ways than one.. as
    above.. so below..
    inside.. outside..
    all around.. the trUths
    and liGhts are no longer
    hidden they are in plain
    site for those with eYes
    and eArs to see and
    heAr
    TrUth
    and liGht Now
    illuminati iSREAL Shines..
    aS God’s eYes of Wisdom as wE noW..:)

    So.. my 127th week of Dancing with all the
    cool college age folks.. coming tonight..
    Thursday night.. with more fun
    dancing photos coming to the
    current Macro-Verse
    around 3 am on
    Friday morn..
    celebrating
    6000 miles
    of public
    dance in
    three years..
    and continuing on
    in the longest long
    form poem ever.. as 42
    months plus now sings..
    in 3.3 million words
    plus in the 36
    month old
    poem..
    KATiE MiA
    FredericK!iI
    as ‘SonG oF MY
    SoUL’2.. so
    yes.. as alWays
    be back aGain later..
    with more to come.. oN Course..
    as i continue to rise with no limits.. FReED..:)

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