AlReady.. stARting a 722nd MacroVerse
of Longest Long Form Poem sTiLL of
course.. exceeding 3.3 milLion words
hehe.. even iF i don’t wRiTE anoTher
word that figure keeps it tidy as such..
and now anyway.. Facebook Macro Verse
Memories from 2 years ago.. somewhat
come flooding in.. as i’m sTiLL groWinG
a month behind providing the Text only versions
of recent MacroVerses as i do on my Personal Facebook
Page.. and additionally Blog Page and Nature Page on Facebook
too.. free back-up and the potential to open it up if one has a Computer
and Internet access that gets hung up on all the Multi-Media i employ
in stream of consciousness free verse photo PoeTry too.. in ALL the Synchronicity
ways that comes as well.. in total tapestry of God’s overall Masterpiece of Art
as it be.. with we human beings incorporating the pARts oF our eYes and eARs
eTc.. to help brush the painting with multi-layers and colors and sHades of Grey
including beYond rainbow colors of iMaGiNAtioN and cREatiVity.. iF yA gET my
drift as such.. foR noW @leaSt..
So yes.. MoVinG beHinD noW
iN Macro-Verse Memory..
from two years ago
with God is NOT GOD’s Word..
A relatively short MacroVerse back in my stay at the Wrong Planet days..
recovered then much more than ever beFore.. and STiLL attempting to
hELp the folks tHeRe understand the essence of God as NaTure
as a tangible Force oF aLL as verb.. rather than just a word..
a label.. a vague noun as such in some books here
and there with a variety of names too.. wHeRE
A God may be reflected as angry.. dark and
hate.. jealous etc.. or the golden rule
coMinG in Good Cop Jesus ways2..
away from slaying.. hating
children if they
don’t follow YOUR
RULES YOU SET FORTH
as such.. up to death as literally
taken in the New Test too.. sadly as such
but hey.. when you are expanding a Roman Empire
you must come with a sword and slay folks if you expect
to conquer lands.. and a book that denies this is antithetical
literally as such to the laws of the land and remember it was
THE HOLY ROMAN EMPIRE.. NO CHURCH AND STATE
SEPARATION FOR MANY MANY YEARS.. ALL mostly ONE THING
no different than what we see in many Muslim Lands now..
where war conquers peace moreover at least in pockets
here and there and serious nasty pockets moreover
in other places too.. as we know and feel and
sense of course if we have any humanity
aT all for the misery and suffering
and deaths in murder
in the name
and hate and
killing of sorts.
really angry and
stuff like that and super
out of balance.. like huh.. God
operates like that.. look around in space
the balance keeps all in orbit moving smoothly
including we mini-me’s of God on Earth down below
as so below.. and sure that part iS even written in a Gospel
of Thomas verse as far as above so below.. we fractals of Whole
too as reflections
of God wHole.. sentient
star dust plus we come from
Star Burst Crucible fire.. and return
to that and the creation show goeS oN..
for all so involved as all that is wHole.. and
yes.. the interconnecting
force of all that is.. no separation now..
all is whole.. in interdependent relationship
of all that is sAMe and Different too.. anyWay noW
at leASt that’s what it looks like through specks
of Human God eYes from down here on eARth
aT lEAst foR Now.. iF aLL goes WeLL and
Nuclear Bomb Buttons don’t get
mistaken for twitter
verses of anger
and fear and
hate and such as that..
let’s hope not anyWay..
peace be upon us.. OK..
in the good ‘ole U.S. oF A
too.. keeP iT thAT way globAlly
as such too.. as days and nows go on..
God IS A Force the essence oF aLL thAt iS
so much more than can be chained in human
letters.. and oThEr symbols here on eARth
iN all the media of thaT in cultural and religious
okaY in many circles
but we hUmans are a diverse
bunch in multi-uni-verse perceived
ways.. so to be expected and understood
same of course now for sure too.. At lEast
And now.. from two years ago..
Finding LIGHT IN the darkness of ill
Another Short MacroVerse actually documenting the last
time i fell super ill with an intestinal bug.. and even had
to skip Dance that week on Thursday for one of the
only missed dance weeks of all.. closing
in on three years now..
and not quite
of course as i usually
do.. which allowed me
to reflect more on the dARk
side of years gone past.. as verily
that’s how liFe works.. liGht associates
with liGht and DArk Associates with DArk..
sHades of Grey go toGether.. and us beyond
Rainbow folks find it hard to find each oTher as
we are rare birds for sure of a different feather with
SinG by too..
i would love to
find hundreds of people
like me but we would probably
make each other explode with
synergestic positive floW iN energy
way.. so perHaps like my new Psychiatrist
says may be it’s great that there iS oNly one
he caters.. too
in helping oTheRs too..
it is what is.. i am what i am..
i’ll be all that is of thAT so on
yada yada yada iF yA gET
mY DRiFT oN all thaT iS noW 2..;)
And finAlly noW.. as the Facebook Algorithm
continues to serve me all free jUST for mY
FuN it seems.. in hELpinG otheRs too.. like
i say and dance too.. kATman BEach.. also
shared in my last
too.. as Macro Verse
Memory from one year ago..
as these are some of the best
and most beautiful photos i’ve captured
at Pensacola Beach to date.. including the
wonderful Seagull photo i will share here too..
as GiVinG and ShaRinG is my for one way to go..
Anyway.. perHaps i will not be late for dance tonight
for my 135th dance week with all the cool college age
folks.. as i’m finAlly getting finished with a Thursday Night
MacroVerse at a decent hour with even some words to provide
introductory here for this 722nd Verse too as suggested bEfore..
and more fun dance photos coming to both the 721st Macro-
Verse and eventuAlly this one too.. as DancE IS A Happy
in photos too of course..
to go a long WitH oNe LongEst
SonG overAll as Ocean WhOle Poem goeS oN..;)
Yellow Boy and Katrina assisting me
in pre-dance preparation in making
sure my ear plug gear is all
properly packaged and
protected in plastic
Quarter Dance Hall
goes boom boom boom
and boom some more.. i need
my hearing so i take the appropriate
measures to keep in in tact with my
survival gear crew fully at work sTiLL..;)
Uh Oh.. again.. as per the
theme of the last 721st MacroVerse
in ending story of Beauty and the Beast
along with theme song for dance and ‘other stuff’..
my horn per beast
in the new version
of that Disney
is reaching out
to touch someone
as such as head horns go..;)
AdditionAlly in accordance
with the 721st MacroVerse
main title theme of RocK oN noW iN LovE..
‘here’.. the nice girl in the foreground at the dance
hall is showing the hand signal as some other conspiracy
folks say is Diablo Devil horns.. haha.. not funny..
is yes the
Sign and fitting
i will add now for sure..
and additionally 13 more
smiling dance girl photos to
go along with all of that
too.. and also
a pARt of the intro
of the 722nd MacroVerse
i AM currently worKing on here
as well as FACE BOOK stuff too..:)
As college educated folks tend to be more
liberal in Trump ways of thought..
critical thinking and all of that
particular fruit from attending
higher levels of education
institutions.. and Thursday
Night is college night always
now at Old Seville Quarter.. the
atmosphere was a little grim last
week but this week joy came nigher again
as can be measured in the smiles of dance photos too..
Sure.. a huge Sunshine Chill Shirt with shades tends to
generate a little more light with freest verse dance too..
as i continue
thing on.. albeit
hampered a bit by
a very short lived intestinal
bug of what seems to have only
lasted about 12 hours.. as compared
to what i referenced in my Ocean Poem MacroVerse
about one serious enough two years ago.. to interrupt a
week of dance.. i bounce back
fast it seems.. these
liGht iN Full Force..
Thanks God of Nature
Living Stronger within and as me..
as the Facebook Digital assistant continues
to slave away helping to provide a nice documentary in
video slide presentation of the dance and song life i live foR noW..:)
A nice Macro-Verse Memory celebrating
Winds of November Sun from two years
ago.. where daytime highs were 38 degrees
with a wind chill factor of 32F degrees..
and the following year the warm
and rain breezed in and this
the high 70’s in the day
at least at night forecast
for this weekend.. so far
in the day.. we still have blue
skies and sunburn weather for
fair skin folks like me.. originating
in Ireland from Grandfather.. Black
Forest in Germany from his father..
and on the other paternal maternal side
of origination.. Cajun French/Spanish
and some Sioux and Cherokee on
my mother’s side along with some
more English that allows both
a burn and a tan..
depending on how i
rotate my body dancing
in the sun.. instead of the
old ways of just sitting there
or laying their and roasting like a Turkey
in a oven.. hmm.. humans are evolved to move..
in the sunshine and moonlight of God of Nature too..
and yes.. adapt to uncomfortable temperatures too..
to get all balanced and resilient same where for example..
i for one haven’t worn long pants since the year 2013.. and
yes.. the Global climate change here in never ending Summer
through Winter helps.. but yes that does include 2013 thru
2014.. and a spell of snow and 18F degree weather then
too.. we get strong when we adapt we get weak when
we don’t in both mind and body ways to challenges
and struggles at hand for positive change.. or the
opposite of course.. in basically sitting still..
stagnating where entropy takes a toil..
in literally human rotting in one place
of mind and body same.. move..
connect.. create.. in all seasons
and all months.. and days now..
and Spring is eternal as
breathing iN more than
standard IQ ways of
heARt.. SpiRit and SoUL
as EmoTioNs and SeNSEs
are respectively regulated and
integrated.. in miNd and BoDy Balance wHOle..
and when that said now to sand and sun dance..
and i yeah.. i guess i’ll break down then and do the
mechanical cognition activity of backing up several
MacroVerses.. in text only.. from the past month as
soon as i finish an excursion over to gigoid’s place
to see what his posts of accumulated wisdom in/of
the sAges of the ages have to offer for now today..:)
Oh.. Lord.. just the
mention of the
brings back robot memories 25 years
then of Government work and associated
red tape.. of mechanical cognition robot
state of mind..
with little room
in MoVinG.. CoNnecTing
aT all and now computers have
standardized human beings into
sitting still pARts of the machine
with less flesh and blood connectivity
and actually creative evolving ways in one
life to light the face of others with the connection
of the human race that makes us stronger toGeTheR rather than weaker..
in the wind
without as much
sentient plus stuff of life..;)
“It seems like once people grow up,
they have no idea what’s cool.”
~~ Calvin & Hobbes~~
GenerAlly speaking. back to
a square root problem one noW
iN moving spirals.. as ‘they’ no longer
dance and sing..
all day long same..
with severe and chronic
stress added into slow torture
of sitting still emotionless rarely letting go..
And yes.. so far.. particularly ages 0 to 3.. most of
the trust and love connections in touchy feely flesh
and blood ways are made then.. happy.. i was to see
several mothers with baby in carrier attached to breast
at the store the other day.. but one must wonder if they just
got picked up from the nursery and cattle ranch as such for raising
in emotional and sensory cages while parents slave on with a system without
and blood love..
yes.. without that
anxiety and fear rules
in lack of love and trust..
replaced by less empathy and
eventual nurturing and compassion
and next thing ya know ya got Isis and
folks gloating over a protestor getting hit by a car..
as fear and hate bond as devil and demon same in
of trust and
love are less planted
and fed early in ways
of watering empathy and nurturing
and compassion same… i was born in
’60 with a stay at home mom for the first
three years before dear old dad left.. ’cause my
mother wanted to stay at home with children in stead
of becoming part of a system for material success.. i still smile for real..
smile for real..
and have no desire
to harm.. maim.. or kill..
but of course as we know/feel
A sTiLL only way soldiers work is to
kill their human being and others too..
and that too is pARt of the human stew..
when it happens
with no wars at all
to civilians and their
war games same.. where
humans really no longer count as flesh and blood..
oh.. the killing fields come in hearts not touched by love
as a practice
RaiSing a GarDen
oF HUman LoVe..:)
“Trust the unexpected.”
~~ Robert J. Kriegel ~~
Most AlWays easier fELt
“A man that is young in years may be old in hours,
if he has lost no time.”
~~ Francis Bacon ~~
No time At
aT all in bliss..
alWays spRings as bliss..
“He has no hope who never had a fear.”
~~ William Cowper ~~
What is hope without fear..
“The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.”
~~ Bertrand Russell ~~
FucK the rules..
and be free
state and federal laws..
Live.. i for
one SinG DancE..:)
“Inquiry is fatal to certainty.”
~~ Will and Ariel Durant ~~
While i question..
i also lEArn
to FeeL and
as 100 percent
trust with no fear
And all certainty foR noW @least..
As A power/force oF Faith as Love
isreal wiTh no words aT aLL
now required as inquiry..
verb named God..
works for me@lEASt..
iS and Be and AM..:)
“I err, therefore I exist.”
~~ St. Augustine ~~
LiFe with no dARk
Suck with no LiGht..
no different really than a black hole of fun..
but of course
we are evolved
inCludes A perfection in practice of both err and dARk..;)
“If better is possible, good is not enough.”
~~ Logical Bee ~~
i am what i am
i be more than i was..
i grow.. i spread as garden sAMe..
LiVinG more for now..
wings of more..
not unlike a
seagull human isreal..:)
“Drop the question what tomorrow may bring,
and count as profit every day that fate allows you.”
~~ Horace ~~
LiFe the giFt
Sentient Star Dust
plus rises and thrives..
alive and i ain’t driving 55..
56 is even better noW aS liGht..;)
My Friend Greg from the Bowling Center
days of employment for close to two
decades shares another one of those
ego lifting Facebook tests that
suggests it can determine
IQ based on Facebook
so i get sandwiched
in between Da-Vinci and
Tesla at 205.. Da-Vinci coming
in at 200 and the equally enigmatic
Tesla rising up to 220.. keeping in mind
that Bill Gates and Bill Clinton are in the
155 to 160 range.. and seriouSly.. i no longer
pursue many of the parameters of what standard
IQ measures and quite frankly don’t give a crap for
Standard IQ as it is largely a measure of what it takes
to do good in school.. and become an overall success
as a cog of the machine that is currently this culture’s idea
success in terms
of how much STUFF now
you can cram in your two car garage
from Walmart or Target if you are more
high brow in Publix than Winn Dixie too.. hehe..
my idea of success is whirling freely like a Sufi
Dervish on the beach one with Nature and God
same with surf.. salt air.. Emerald Green waves
with horizons of sea and earth that never end
now.. does standard IQ measure that Heaven..
well of course it doesn’t ’cause that ain’t got
A God dam thing to do with Garage Stuff
and towers with your name labeled
on it and such as that..
sick in the head
of Standard IQ stuff..
i pay as much for guaranteed
Government subsidized insurance
for my wife and i between the Department
of Defense DOD style and Social Security Disability
in Medicare style.. yes.. two insurances as one pays
for potential needed medications and one does not..
with no doughnut holes at all.. and actually plus 800
dollars a month is more than i made in an entire month
at three dollars and sixty-nine cents an hour at my first
job at the Military Bowling Center after graduating from three
degrees in College where staying at the top of the class including
11th rank out of 381 students in high school.. through a triple major
of college to passing out shoes at a Bowling Center as Health
Science.. Social Sciences Interdisciplinary and Anthropology
in BS.. BA.. BA style were only good for teaching as work..
and without good oral speaking skills in coherent style with
out extreme social anxiety in that more important social
emotional and physical intelligence deficiency not
measured at all in standard IQ or school.. at that
point.. ruled out a teacher job.. and made the
reality of passing out shoes and having
to learn the most three important
intelligences of physical/social/
emotional intelligence in
trial and error
at the UBC.. University
of Bowling Center for about two
Decades.. and perhaps one day
i’ll write a Novel about that experience
as it was much like a soap opera and
more hilarious with all the self-deprecating
shit that i went through to get my human degree
on the Autism Spectrum as such.. hmm.. yeah
it was worth it.. after four years i looked normal
enough on the outside and comfortable enough
on the inside to get married to the Katrina who
i met there that made all of what felt as humiliation
and gained humility well worth worth it of course still to
date after close to 27 years of marriage.. the greatest reward
of everlasting eternal teen age beauty still the wife Katrina and
greatest personal assistant i could ever imagine anyway as only
can be explained as both a miracle of God and 100% evidence
for the existence of a God all that is that is meaning and purpose
too once the
and sensing sense..
whirling on the Beach
in deep white sand spiraling
around the Sun as a Jonathan Livingston
Seagull same.. wHeRe the means of life is the perfection
of fly as a practice with FUCK ALL THE CULTURAL STANDARD
IQ.. SO.. THIS is my response to finish
here noW in regard to my results as such…
Ha! well.. i guess 120K words or so a month..
says ‘something’.. anyway.. with that said..
November Intestinal bug dragging on with
more words of back-up in Macro-Verse
style to catch up.. as the Book of October
catches up to a New Testament of November..
and the after effects
and by the way
like my psychiatrist
said there is no test for
me nor anyone else very
much like me either.. and
like KC and the Sunshine
band say now.. that’s the way
we like it both.. strange and somewhat
mysterious too.. with almost infinite potential
too.. if you haven’t figured
out life is one big ink blot test..
that you perceive and create
this way and that way and whatever
more interesting of course
when one is not an actual
paid slave to this system.. that system..
or this one hEAR..
K or noT..;)
Faceboook Friend Rafiah
and Poet Blogger provides a nice
tribute to her Friend and Sisters on
her blog and i say in response then and now..
A wonderful tribute to your
Friend Momina and her Birthday
kind as well..
and he if she is
really magic i would
like to meet her too..
as i like MaGiC too..:)
he came from..
*and if she is..:)
Love IS A best
no word at all..
see it as
others make iT a Force oF liGht
in FeeLinG and GiVinG as God shARinG too..
for me aT leASt.. God works best thAT waY iN liGht..:)
And now i say.. after careful analysis of all the world’s problems..
the solution is Love fearlessly smArt in GiVinG ShaRinG way.. jobs are
increasingly changing over to an automation of machines over human and no
the answer is not cutting taxes so the richer can cut back more jobs through
automation and build more Towers with personal labels as such.. and no the answer
is not a socialist or what one might name communist way either.. as that takes away
the incentives to be all you can be without similar forced into molds of society.. we
already have a hybrid answer that works well in homogenous oriented Scandinavian countries
with a social net and free market that works for all.. and that is going to be much more difficult
to do in a society like our country that is still based in reality on separatist ethic of Church of
us vs them.. as the chosen few.. yeah.. the Church is the biggest seller of lowering taxes for the rich
as sure it is a social network for jobs the same.. and Trump just jumped on the back of that Camel hump
it all the
way to victory
of the ignorance
of those who would
suffer the most if all
his pipe dreams were instituted
as gospel truth.. it’s more complicated
than that.. so much more complicated and if
he sticks with it for 4 years.. as he is already
what one can easily define as heart attack material now..
there won’t be much left but a label on a tower.. live and
learn or don’t.. it’s now reported that his wife said we have a great
life please don’t do this.. why.. why.. why.. etc.. and such as that..
it is a much
much deeper pit
than his Trump Tower is tall..
there are somethings that can not
be bought particularly a soul in MiNd
and BoDy BaLanCe that is over flowing with
the force of faith and love the same in total positive
light away from the DArk that reigns in black hole souls..
He wouldn’t believe me.. no different than anyone else if i told
him that all the answers are as simple as balance without fear plus love..
as finding that after wiring a brain and body for Garage Stuff from Walmart..
be a Trump
the needle of a hole
of hell so deep that
a miracle is crawling out now..
He keeps digging he keeps digging he keeps digging more..
too and it smells
a hard scent
and taste to get
rid of once you’re tHeRe..
as the gull flies free one with sun..
i get rid
trip to the beach not
gonna happen to day.. noW..
as i sTiLL fly hiGh iNsiDe.. Now..:)
“It is surely harmful to souls to make it
a heresy to believe what is proved.”
~~ Galileo Galilei ~~
Hmm.. reminds me of what
our mutual Muslim friend said
when i told her science proves that
the homosexual element of her society
IS A natural part of Nature and God one..
“Science can go to hell”..
one can bury and
cover up Lesbians
to the Chest in Iran
without a complaint so
they will not be able to cover
their eyes while being stoned to death..
it is still deadly
to all of God’s children
as Nature same.. like Nature
ain’t got an answer to balance now..
viruses.. ain’t got no ‘brain’..;)
And you and i were the only
two out of the crowd that
stood up to it and said
Atheist and PAN
“The opposite of Galileo’s defense is also true;
surely it is harmful to souls to make it mandatory to believe what is unprovable.
History is a long litany of absolute proof of such harm.”
~~ gigoid, the dubious ~~
don’t make sense..
unless God is hungry..;)
Calvin: “Do you believe our destinies are determined by the stars?”
Calvin: “Oh, I do.”
Hobbes: “Really? How come?”
Calvin: “Life’s a lot more fun when you’re not responsible for your actions.”
~~ “Calvin and Hobbes,” Bill Watterson ~~
It’s worth noting..
the Dinosaurs might
still rule without a
and the Gulf of Mexico…
iT all comes out iN A explosion..:)
Every normal man must be tempted
at times to spit on his hands,
hoist that black flag,
and begin slitting throats.
– H.L. Mencken
are a Bonobo..;)
If you wish to know
Why there are disasters
Of Armies and Weapons in the world
Listen to the piteous cries
From the slaughterhouse at midnight
~~ Old Chinese Saying ~~
Video Games.. all bloody and such.. WiTH
Lots of repressed/oppressed Anger up in there..
(am i a REAL man or not..etc..)
“The Meaning Of Life:
The reason that we’re all here is that
it was too crowded where we were supposed to go.”
~~ Steven Wright ~~
Considering that as science
shows humans are still not literally
evolved to live peacefully in villages of more
than about 150 to 200 sets of familiar similar eyes.. yes..
that gets along
without laws.. judges..
prisons.. and such as that..
fences.. brick homes.. and climate
controlled prisons with screens too..
to get away from the reality of human imbalance too..;)
“Are you sure it isn’t time for another colorful metaphor?”
~~ Spock, “The Voyage Home,” stardate 8390 ~~
i remember that movie..
they finally developed a way
to speak to whales.. with equAlly
“Recorded history is largely an account of the
crimes and disasters committed by banal little
men at the levers of imperial machines.”
— Edward Abbey
As it continues
in real time now..;)
“All military type firearms are to be handed in immediately… The SS, SA and Stahlhelm give every respectable German man the opportunity of campaigning with them. Therefore anyone who does not belong to one of the above named organizations and who unjustifiably nevertheless keeps his weapon… must be regarded as an enemy of the national government.”
— SA Oberfuhrer of Bad Tolz, March, 1933
Or on the other
turn in your brain..
and Love for fear..;)
“Though all the winds of doctrine were let loose to play upon the earth, so Truth be in the field, we do ingloriously, by licensing and prohibiting, to misdoubt her strength. Let her and Falsehood grapple: who ever knew Truth put to the worse in a free and open encounter?”
— John Milton — Areopagitica
A Force within..
Nature deficit disorder
God Deficit disorder
“Every day passes whether you participate or not.”
— Deng Ming-Dao
And When fully
“Freedom begins between the ears.”
— Edward Abbey
is the mind
when free and
unfettered by between
stuck up tHeRe
for so many years..;)
“Eat not thy heart; which forbids to afflict our souls,
and waste them with vexatious cares.”
— Plutarch — Of the Training of Children
“It is far more impressive when others discover
your good qualities without your help.”
— Miss Manners (Judith Martin)
*Hi fives friend after
stoning a Lesbian
way at the courage
of his friend while she
screams.. buried to her chest..
not able to cover her eyes.. at all…
it depends.. sTiLL now
on the culture/religion alWays..
what is or not impressive or good..
or closed to heARt…
bottom lines.. culture/religion
has no limits of disgusting..
in potential @leaSt..:)
“The truth is always the strongest argument.”
— Sophocles — Phaedra, Frag. 737
Or “science can go to hell”.
“As long as you live, keep learning how to live.”
Hope of those
who suffer and
die at the hands of ignorance…
“The soul is healed by being with children.”
— Fyodor Dostoyevski
The best thing about millennials
who DO NOT attend church..
they are very
the Good Cop Jesus
in tolerating differences
and accepting those folks..
and sure.. some of ’em aren’t too
thrilled about keeping one job.. and truth
Jesus was just
with a hand
give for love
and a hand out
for help the human way
without cities.. and churches
and Trump such as that.. more.. in living
“You’re never too old to become younger.”
— Mae West
And even stronger
too.. with the real power
of epigenetics.. neuroplasticity
and the power of suggestion in placebo..
affect and effect in total fearless smArt love way..
as IsReAL Force faith..
with or without words of more..
Yeah.. and when folks tale me
that’s just idealism Fred with no
empirical results.. i’ve got
out a smart
all the evidence in plain view..
and they just leave with a what the fuck look..
trust books.. oF old
or even science alone..;)
WeLL.. goodness.. or forced
rest as it might be called
in relative way
of what miGht
be rest in my liFe..
too much intestinal bug
to dance in public.. some sand
and sun dance as such.. and existence
spent behind a screen in the Mechanical cognition
of backing up text and links.. one step.. two step three..
even a computer programmed
like i used to be
and reAlly.. it’s quite
amazing with the help
of technology one person
can publish the size of a book
in three places of back-ups and secondary
links to fully illustrated versions on line in a
matter of a couple of hours or so.. not in the wildest
imagination.. even back in the last pARt of last century
of course.. before the robot of technology comes to the
more more more
faster and more efficient
as in some ways we all become
the 6 million dollar dudes and dudettes..
eTc.. in tranhumanistic technological assisted way..
yep.. two Macro Verses backed up to three Facebook
pages yesterday and three today.. in what makes over the
size of two books in two days.. wHeRe all it takes is one step two
step three step more to get the job done in monotony mechanical cognition
stagnation with almost no creativity too.. productivity.. yes.. creativity little little
and more less.. i don’t enjoy it as it’s actually work to me and not fun.. as creativity
is always fun to me.. even when it comes iN dARk as all becomes more meaning
and purpose when emoTioNs and SeNSEs are touched accordingly from head to toe..
out of the
the ears.. yes.. you know
and feel the Kundalini Serpent..
perhaps.. the Vagal nerve that goes from
Brain to gut.. and spreads out neurochemistry
of daRk and liGht and the ‘tween of that iN sHades
oF grey as that dampens down to bLack hole numb
and on the polar end of beYond rainbow emoTioN colors
and senses.. a place that MuSiC and DancE as SonG ofTen
takes me too..
and creATiVity SinGS
and DancEs as noW goeS oN
LiGht and BriGht iN positive way..
hmm.. anyWay.. Facebook friend Rafiah
shares a status about finding a certain satisfaction
in watching harrowing negative spirit movies and i say..
Emotion is Life..:)
Spirit is Emotion..:)
And now i say..
we must feel..
whatever it takes..
humanity demands that when human..:)
And now i share a rather short MacroVerse memory
as supplied by the Facebook Algorithm helper from
two years ago.. named.. “Child Creates GOD Again”..
worth quoting verbatim iN
my estimation at leASt noW..
and considering all stuff news.. timely too..;)
has been used to control human populations
to live in much larger societies that they are evolved for…
Religion historically has been used
one and same with politics
for this same aim
to control large herds of humans…
Controls used are oppression
and repression of human nature..
particularly reproductive freedoms
and subjugation of the herd
through illusory fears for materialistic gains…
In this way in the past
religion has served this purpose well
to control populations
when subsistence was hard to maintain for the masses..
particularly to exclude the potential for anarchy among the masses…
Religion continues to serve this purpose among the masses
where the social welfare state is not strong..
and there are few safety nets
when subsistence can no longer be gained…
All the great philosophers who went out on their own..
and escaped these language and culture centric ideas of religion..
went OUT ON similar paths to awakening and enlightenment
escaping the illusions of a culture and religion
designed for a way of life in concentrated population
that humans are simply not evolved to do…
One tale IS THAT of a philosopher known as Jesus
who went out into the desert
and found the GOD of Mother Nature True there.
One tale of a philosopher known as Buddha
renounced his riches
and wandered the country side
eventually ending up under a tree
and found the GOD of Mother Nature True there..
careful not to name GOD so GOD would not be idolized
and instead sought within
for A true path of enlightenment and awakening
back into human intuitive and instinctual
God given ways of ‘KNOWING’ AKA FAITH
AND TRUST IN MOTHER NATURE TRUE
TO GUIDE ONE THROUGH
THE DARKNESS and LIGHT OF LIFE…
AND THERE ARE MANY MORE PHILOSOPHERS
INCLUDING Friedrich Nietzsche
who did serious research into the faults
and limitations of modern religions
as expressed now..
and came to agreement
with the tales of Buddha and Jesus
that GOD lives within us ONE AND SAME…
AND WE ARE CONNECTED
IN AN INTERDEPENDENT RELATIONSHIP
OF ALL THAT IS AKA MOTHER NATURE TRUE AKA GOD TOO…
THE MOST AMAZING AND HEART WARMING ‘THING’ IS..
NONE OF THESE WORDS ARE NECESSARY
OR THE WORDS OF ANY PHILOSOPHERS
OR EVEN SCIENTISTS
LIKE EINSTEIN AND CARL SAGAN
AS WE AS HUMAN BEINGS ARE BORN
WITH THE INSTINCT AND INTUITION
TO FEEL THE TRUTH OF GOD
WITH ABSOLUTELY NO WORDS…
The problem is as science now shows.. is..
when one LIVES IN THE MIND PATH
OF MECHANICAL COGNITION AND FACTS ONLY..
THE FEELING EMPATHIC
PER MOTHER NATURE TRUE PART OF THE MIND
WITHERS AWAY TO THE POINT
WHERE IN EFFECT AND AFFECT
NEITHER LOVE OR GOD EXISTS
IN AN ILLUSORY REALITY
FOR THOSE WHO LIVE IN THIS HELL
OF DEAD HEART AND SOUL ILLUSION
OF A WHOLE PART OF THE BRAIN
THAT HAS GONE QUIET
AND FOR ALL
PRACTICAL INTENTS AND PURPOSES
YES.. AS SCIENCE SHOWS
there is a feeling.. loving..
empathic part of the brain
that SEES JOY AND BEAUTY
IN ALL LIVING THINGS
INTERDEPENDENTLY CONNECTED AS ONE..
IN OTHER WORDS GOD..
AND YES THE SAME GOD
THAT CARL SAGAN.. EINSTEIN..
AND TALES OF BUDDHA AND JESUS DO TELL…
BUT TO ONLY HEAR THE WORDS
BY THOSE FOLKS WHO USE
RELIGION FOR CONTROL
INSTEAD OF ENLIGHTENMENT
OR AWAKENING OF THE HUMAN BEING
BEFORE HUMANS FALL TO A LIFE
SPENT AS ROBOT INSTEAD
OF CONNECTING LIVING THING
WITH THE REST OF MOTHER NATURE TRUE
AKA GOD TOO.. WITHOUT
THE INTERCONNECTING FORCE
OF ALL THAT IS AKA GOD..
IS TO NOT HAVE GOD IN ONE’S LIFE..
IN A PERCEPTIBLE WAY OF TRUTH
IN REALITY AS IS…
‘FIRST woman is LOVE..
And then man creates Atheist..
Then CHILD CREATES GOD AGAIN’…
it shouldn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out why AND HOW.. but…
“Dark and Light Circles of Life”..
Just a link here as typically posts grew this year
10 times as big in 2015 than 2014.. and the rest of
the story here of course.. up to three times or so as 2015.. in 2016..
as the Nautilus shell of creativity in golden spiral ways continues to branch
out as existence ‘normally’ does when free and beyond the limitations and expectations
life.. yes.. the
one step.. two step..
three step ways.. and even
five or six of scientific method
of measuring all
hmm.. it juSt
flowS iN ZonE wHeRE
iMaGInatIOn iN lucid waKing
dreaMs come to fruition in the neXt
dance step or song word soon.. it goes oN
Free as liFE WiLL do when God Lives within as happiness true..:)
Living beyond rainbow tops.. mountains
sing and dance colors unseen..
can no longer
it’s safe to say and feel
and not feel at all my friend.. i’ve been to all these
places.. and at line one it makes the other places more difficult to see..
until fortune of illness comes.. like an intestinal bug of the last few days..
a glimmer of dark.. a remembrance of hell.. so far.. so far away.. yet real in them
days.. all 66 months.. at 47 thru 53.. a year or so not nearly as bad in college days..
where one can only
scream as every cell is lit
up to the extreme.. where the sun is night…
Dante is correct.. and so are the other ‘religious
figures’.. who note hell and heaven and places
of purgatory ‘tween.. there are many
levels now from negative
50 minus to positive 50 plus
as above so below.. but surely
only those who have gone tHeRe
and come back
who are devils angels now..
unfeel hell and feel heaven..
same my friend.. it’s nice now
to have wings.. with levers of balance
float.. and for some minds and bodies it takes
almost a life-time for Frankensteins to get all the
places and parts toGEthER in one liFE noW iN sAil in synch..
yes.. my friend.. it’s safe to say.. i’ve seen both sides now.. i wish i had
a formula for all
that would stay
better than any quick
fix of drug or faux magic…
i find one for me in imagination
and creativity in SonG and DancE..
and it is never free and always exploration
to the next
LIFe as liGht.. sTiLL
continuing away Now from
dArkness.. my friEnd.. now when
folks ask.. why do you do so much..
if only they knew.. if only they knew..
if only they felt and unfelt life as death..
i hope not..
i hope not..
as i continue the escape..
and destination as liGht..:)
Other than that
light to you.. thefeatheredsleep
Candice.. in whatever way liGht comes now..:)
“Joys divided are increased.”
likely to all fall..
“I know but one freedom, and that is the freedom of the mind.”
~~ Antoine de Saint Exupery ~~
i feel but one freedom
and this is a freedom of body
ears oF oLd..;)
“Forget about likes and dislikes.
They are of no consequence.
Just do what must be done.
This may not be happiness, but it is greatness.”
~~ George Bernard Shaw ~~
i’LL take happiness
any now over empty trumpness..;)
Creation is a mighty joke,
but the laugh is at my own expense.”
~~ Meher Baba ~~
No escaping Nature..
as Nature giggles..:)
Everything in excess!
To enjoy the flavor of life, take big bites.
Moderation is for monks.”
~~ Lazarus Long ~~
speAking oN course..
enjoy low and high…:)
“Where principle is involved,
be deaf to expediency.”
~~ James Webb ~~
Slow burn of liGht lives..
Slow burn of dArk dies..:)
“Failure to understand reality
is not reality’s fault.”
~~ Bill Henneman ~~
dark or light
action and consequence
positive or negative..
only humans fail on Earth
with words beyond reality..;)
“TO DO IS TO BE”
~~ Socrates ~~
Life is verb
“TO BE IS TO DO”
~~ Sartre ~~
Verb is life
“DO BE DO BE DO”
~~ Sinatra ~~
Verb IS God
” …and remember you’re a Man, not just god,
and for you there aren’t and never will be
any easy answers, only questions,
and no reasons, only causes,
and no meaning, only intelligence,
and no destination
and no kindly magic smiling down from above,
and no fires to goad you from below,
only Yourself and the Universe
and what you make out of the interface between the two equals.”
~~ Keith Laumer, “Night of Delusions” ~~
FucK word th0ughts
Luke 25:35-43.. one of my favorite written
scriptures of the New Testament no matter
who wrote it.. as modern biblical scholars most
assuredly say it was no actual Apostle of Jesus and
and at most a Greek Translation of what was passed
around a round table of illiterate Aramaic speaking Christians in desert land wander
sects for 40 years.. where the literate Greeks chose which sect teachings they
liked and which they did not like.. ranging from some sects that suggested
12 Gods exist to the monotheism of 1 to what eventually was re-arranged
in the Nicene Council to three in one of Father.. Jesus.. and Holy Spirit
same as one God.. and of course promoting a humble Yogi-like dude
who was plenty zealous too from many reports.. last is first.. meek
inherits the earth to Soldier Sun God and King of the Universe too..
now that’s a helluva promotion considering what David got
in the words of Old Testament in whomever wrote that
story in what stands in hand written copied scribed
pages of the ages of centuries with what biblical
scholars suggest is a total of somewhere
around three to four hundred thousand
mistakes.. some.. simply innocent
as of course happens when
written stuff is copied by
hand and others
changed it to fit the
of whatever now and day
came and comes next for those
in control of the mighty scribe pen all
and different in countless numbers of scribes
that kept the pages coming different over centuries
before a English Bound and printed copy came around
the 15th Century.. anyWay.. it’s the trUth and liGht that counts
no matter who wrote it.. and if you don’t think myth and hyperbole
works well with the so-called ignorant masses.. one need look no further
than the recent political election in a country where folks are even mostly
literate today.. with 12 years or so of education.. supposedly to greater allow
the ability for critical thinking too.. hmm.. the elite of the days are the ones who
wrote the bible.. not the Jesus.. not the Trump fans then.. yes.. the elite.. priests
and politicians and poets same.. the high brow as it were and still is.. and they
do provide some great lessons among the dark ones for the political brew
of church and state same of expanding the Holy Roman Empire and
church with newly crowned King of the Universe three in one
God in 325 AD or so in that Nicene Council.. that perhaps
as biblical scholars say could even come as 18% of the
whomever wrote the books by then and now.. in
New Testament way.. and more likely less of
what was written way way back then..
revised by the elite and high brow
centuries and centuries after
that and of course the easiest
thing for the ignorant to say is
i believe what ever the book says no
matter what happened yesterday as blind
believe equals faith no matter truth and light
or not.. well.. my friends.. textbook definition of
ignorance.. and trust in ignorance.. with bits and
pieces of truth and light that some how arrive still today
among all the hyperbole and myth now.. and as always the
lesson here is.. those who have walked in dark are more likely
to understand dark than those who have not.. yes.. more likely to
forgive on the bottom line of the story when the story book comes to end..
and reap the current paradise of love in doing that with a heARt that lives
over ignorance of know it all scribes that say if you break our rules you die..
you die.. you suffer die.. and are even tortured too.. as they do in countries
of so-called God still today for those who refuse to reign under the rule
of ignorance still.. as already illustrated well enough in this current
blog post today.. well.. moral of the church story in real life example
today is the new nice priest who does a very good job overall to
me failed miserably by the word of his own words today as
he said.. it is the end of the story.. the destination that is
important.. not the journey there.. yeah wRite.. sure..
like all of life experience doesn’t make now what
it is.. and in his ending words as he was lauding
the longevity of congregation marriages
as the audience claps for folks
who have married the longest
in anniversary way for
the priest ends with
no consideration at all
for the homosexual youth in
the congregation that science shows
is in any general audience to the tune of
4 percent or so around the world still today
at least.. and says this shows that marriage is
sacred between a man and a woman.. to get this
jab on the folks who are no less or no more important
than he in a Creator’s own land where God makes people
of all different colors of bio and neuro-diversity including those
with different sexual orientations too.. both in ways of innate and
environmental pressures in epigenetic and neuroplastic ways too..
and names himself God with the rest of the church and passes judgment
on their potential life long marriage in something less than scared as his
sacredness and the other folks who follow the ignorance of his rule and
church rule same.. or less.. or less.. sacred that what he and others are
in the congregation now.. you see.. he is still living in a land of Leviticus
paraphrased and changed by scribes countless times since 3500 years
or so again.. and not unlike the Pope and others in the Catholic
Church that admit Evolution is a real deal and God don’t have
to do magic tricks to be real now.. they haven’t crossed
the other barriers of ignorance for the original real
definition of apocalypse in Greek way of
lifting the veils of ignorance still today..
gentile.. jew.. servant or free.. woman
or man no more.. now there’s a
another favorite of mine..
a lesson of the sages
of the ages and the
good old U.S. oF A..
Declaration of Independence
of the inalienable rights to life.. liberty
and the pursuit of happiness for ALL HUMAN
BEINGS NOW.. no.. not just folks in pretty colored
golden robes.. with golden chalices.. in a big temple dome..
the sand of earth
all of God’s
peoples all now too..
leave anyone out.. and
trust me.. you’ll never fully..
come close to fully living in the
Paradise at hand now Jesus was
speaking of in that parable of the
cross whomever wrote that story to
deliver that message and help deliver
this one and many more now.. it’s just
FucKinG common sense for those with any
FucKinG semblance of empathy and compassion
for their fellow human beings past church and state now..
the Declaration of Independence makes sense.. and feel oF
TruTh and liGht now.. and it took a FucKinG Constitutional
Lawer as African American President to finally put the core of
the good cop
robes and temple domes
into law.. so the ignorant now
no longer rule the trUth and liGht now..
for now at least.. as long as trUth and liGht rules.. Free..
iN the U.S. oF A..
Good Cop Jesus
Well.. since the intestinal bug started on Thursday night.. definitely
it has put a cramp on my public dance since that dance night then..
but still with no throwing up.. space for dance at least on
Sunday to the tune of local stores in Katrina’s
Thanks Giving store prep soon for the gala
Family of both sides Turkey.. eTc.. event..
for 10 miles or so today.. albeit quite a bit
dehydrated as my 230LBS is stretched out
somewhat thinner looking on a November cooler
iN SuN DaY Azure skies today.. and oh Lord.. i’ve
slept more in the last few days out of pure weakness
from not holding much in.. probably since i was sick years
ago and sleep was the only escape from daily hell of pain then..
where any escape from life was more like heaven then.. than hell of
and blood life.. but
hehe.. even sun and sand
dance came a little after a regular
workout on Friday of still leg pressing
1020 lbs 33 times then.. with a little more
kicking up dry sand dust in the yard on Saturday too..
once you’ve really
been to hell for 66 months..
an intestinal bug with a little more
rest is enough for ya to wanna wake up
and sprint across the field to church on Sunday
morning bright life
as rest from
in one day is something
i rarely ever do.. not even when
i could not sleep for 40 days back in 2008..
except for one hour of cardboard shallow sleep
with the aid of an alpha blocker for one hour each night
for the first 35 of 40 and none the last 5 of 40.. i literally
crawled my way into my home work-out room then and did
something anything of a dream to take my existence out of
coarse iron pain then.. and i still haven’t mustered up what it takes
to get that room back in shape for another work-out again.. as those
were walls of hell.. were walls of hell.. on earth plane then.. one day i
there is nothing
else to do.. but in
heaven until the day
i actually need to workout
in tHeRE.. hell can stay on hold
and heaven will never wait for now iSREaL..:)
Skeyes of Faith
Short poetic Micro Expression on the term
Faith that wRiTE oN course has recently
been expanded from 2014 to date to a much
but hey.. you
know what some
say about brevity and wit..;)
Moving without Knowing IS Faith
Faith IS knowing without Moving
Faith IS Knowing
Knowing IS Faith
Faith IS NOT Knowledge
Knowledge NOT IS Faith
FAITH IS INCLUSIVE OF EXPERIENCE
EXPERIENCE OF INCLUSIVE IS FAITH
FAITH IS INCLUSIVE AND NOT EXCLUSIVE
EXCLUSIVE NOT AND INCLUSIVE IS FAITH
FAITH IS TRUST
TRUST IS FAITH
TRUST IS TRUTH
TRUTH IS TRUST
GOD IS TRUTH
TRUTH IS GOD
PATH TO GOD IS FAITH
FAITH IS GOD TO PATH
FAITH IS EMOTION NEVER WORD ALONE
ALONE WORD NEVER EMOTION IS FAITH
FAITH IS NEVER ALONE
ALONE NEVER IS FAITH.
ALLONE GREATEST GIFT GRACE OF FAITH IS NEVER ALONE INSTEAD ALLONE
ALLONE INSTEAD ALONE NEVER IS FAITH OF GRACE GIFT GREATEST ALLONE
UNI-versal Soul of Creativity
As i document my recovery
from a similar intestinal
bug that included upper intestinal
problems too.. from two years ago..
including a clip of words from this
short Macro Verse as provided in Facebook
assistant as such..;)
the ones who create
leave a part of their soul behind..
whether it is word..
or paint of offspring..
or light of night shade..
magically to appear again.. with a twist of left or right…..
So yes.. i told my wife..
that table over there is part of someone’s soul and no..
not just the person who designed IT..
but the person who fastened the wooden leg bolt and was it me or you who did it..
i do not know.. so our souls are all mixed together in all we do and see..:)
And this entire current
Macro-Verse number 722 is
is due for likely
with some more
catch-up of two
Macro-Verses for back
up text only on three Facebook
pages too.. no title yet.. i suppose
i’ll sleep on it and see what comes when
“Fried and Forgiven Turkeys”..;)
Another much longer night of
sleep.. still recovering from Nature’s
equalizers of illness that tell human clearly
we are no
we come from
as Earth whole
where the smallest of
creatures who invade our
bodies can bring us almost
to a standstill.. but hehe.. not
quiet with me yet as i Dance and Sing
on through a little fog
“Fried and Forgiven Turkeys”
as a ThanksGiving Prequel to what
will be the 6th year birthday of my existence
online measuring somewhere around 12 million
words of footprints and hand prints digitally large
another letter with
words combining those
letters into pages into novels
and books and new testaments
same oF old ideas and new ideas
too of awakening and enlightening
and all the other bullshit that makes
is all that is
as we mini-me’s of
God Dance and SinG
On.. not really that much
different than the rest
of Uni-Verse plus
are currently getting
way way out of balance
as Fried Turkeys can do when
arriving more than well done at burnt..
and that reminds me of my last visit to a Southern
Baptist Farm where one of the nice overall men responded
to my wife’s hesitancy to prepare a Turkey from raw yet for
that tradition that most women accomplish by 40 or so.. as the
other matriarchs in a family almost soley female on both sides
continue to supply without any Katrina labor
on cooking the big T birds except
for one year where she
bird to perfection
by the instructions on
the package then.. anyway.. he
said words to the effect of.. wouldn’t
it be horrible if the ‘tree huggers’ made it
a conservation effort to save turkeys on Thanks Giving
day as ‘the book’ says WE ARE SUPPOSED TO DOMINATE
NATURE AS HE GOES BY ‘THAT BOOK’.. strictly.. even though
most of these people wouldn’t pay two sheets of paper to the wind if
someone in the desert ‘over there’.. instructed anyone to do something now..
as i look outside my window in what has been a night close to freezing in North
Florida Panhandle way.. colors from green to red are still prevalent along with
close to sugary white sandy loam earth.. very dry in drought style too..
Nature.. is overall friendly here in obvious lush abundance..
a drought spells a natural animal and human same
aversion in innate instinctual and intuitive
way toward a life giving moisture
of drink for life
way.. no matter if
the Walmart filled aisles
of groceries say nay to that
in all one can eat sugars and fats..
however.. if one living in a Flower State like
Florida can imagine living in a desert with very
little colorful life-giving resources.. a combative ideology
against Nature is not hard to imagine.. whereas the American
Indians found abundance in creeks filled with fish in drinking water
clean style.. as well as herds of bison as far as the eye can see
for more lasting sources of protein and fat too..
a place of foraging where starvation
wasn’t an every day
fertility is a wish
on a nile flood and
such as that.. in fertile
crescent pockets here and
there.. anyway.. some folks had
the nomad gene and left those places
for better horizons And destroying abundance
with this idea of dominating and raping the earth
in places of abundance is a very dangerous and sick
ideology still now in other places where it comes down
to trees and breathing and rudimentary living actions like that..
the real turkeys are the ones who make heaven somewhere else
but the abundance of what is here for those brave enough and resourceful
enough to find the heaven spots on earth and settle there in balance instead
of continuing to
with God and
as uS.. here’s the
deal.. those who are
meek enough and last
enough to put the rest of
Nature and God the same
on a pedestal of respect live..
And those Turkeys who are humans
now who refuse are gonna eventually
get fried with or without a deep fat cooker
or not.. can Fried Turkeys be forgiven.. sure
they can.. when the meek inherit the earth in balance
as they’ve done so far to date.. without going extinct
dominate the earth
as the real Turkeys now..
Truth be told.. the ET does not live above
alone.. the alien lives separated out of balance
with life giving earth as home with God as Nature
giver father and mother same as parents of us all..
helping people find their way home truly does mean stripping
off the dArk clothes now of culture and getting back in balance with the Earth Free..
that gives us all Heaven.. Purgatory.. and Hell.. as God same does in Sunshiny LiGht
beYond rainbow colors and sHades of cloudy grey that can become beautiful sunsets too..
along with the DaRk pits of scarcity that include humans without warm emotional lives and
ones who lack integration in senses one with nature same one with God all now as
of naked abundance too..
we can help each other find
the way back home or not.. as
sure.. God is an Equal Opportunity
Employer In nature in all stuff action
and consequence from dARk to liGht..
our relative free wills used as creator toGeTher
vs.. Destroyer will determine if we become more
cosmic dancers in balance than destructors of the bread and water of life..:)
Alien of Creativity
And finAlly a share of a Macro-Verse
Memory from a year ago that certainly
moves in synchronicity of what i am saying
here as i continue to do my little pArt of reaching
out into a world of different and same.. where seriously
life doesn’t have to be nearly as complicated as it is now..
if we take less than we give and share and give more to each
otHer as Love away from fears and smArter in both reason and
art away from ignorance into a new Apocalypse that truly does meet
the original Greek definition of lifting the veils of ignorance.. but here’s the
thing.. we all view our Uni-Verses in Multi-Verse way differently at least slightly
than each other and while i look out my window and see colors of abundance all
other see is sHades of grey to stark bLack of hopelessness now in environments
of scarcity to starvation to bloody wars on soils.. and rape of scarcity as abundance same..
where suffering and misery in imbalance is the rule over balance and bliss as life can be in
can i blame anyone
for being discontented
in purgatory and hell now..
well of course not.. already been
there and done them places where the
shell of beauty in Flower state was lost to
me invisible with no comfort at all then to soothe
a soul as it does in abundance of heaven now.. the
Kingdom of God and Heaven same lives within no matter
what the environment is of beauty outside and skin deep same..
niGhts of soul yet too..
there’s a way uP out of the
dArkest pits that for sure i can
say/feel for me at least as last and meek
strong and Fearless full of Positive Love
i live i thrive
with the Kingdom
of God and Heaven
within.. inside.. wild and
free.. smARt iSREaL.. no
longer alien.. A pArt of God
i feel as
fill sAMe and
“All that we are is the result of what we have thought.”
~~ Buddha ~~
more to forget
what they are
and who they are more now..
in so much more than words of thOught..
words becoMe idols liFe bEcomes less overALL..ugh..
ThOughts are guideposts
more without thoughtS aT aLL..:)
We are the UniVerse
inDeed and thOught
and more importantly
sensing and feeling
in joy and bliss
sad sad humans
without more than
words and thoughts..
sAMe and different as pARt..;)
“Who needs astrology?
The wise man gets by on fortune cookies.”
— Edward Abbey
So let it be written as light
more likely actinG as liGht..:)
“I drank WHAT???????”
— Socrates (470?-399 B.C.)
“Ants are so much like human beings as to be an embarrassment…
They do everything but watch television.”
— Lewis Thomas
A routine that builds the same
Side walks that travel insane..;)
“I have lived in this world just long enough to look
carefully the second time into things that I am most certain of the first time.”
— Josh Billings
more than one path..:)
“By definition, when you are investigating the unknown,
you do not know what you will find.”
— The Ultimate Principle
Books that know everything
can be even more than deadly..:)
” The difference between a politician and a snail
is that a snail leaves its slime behind.”
— Gerrold’s Pronouncement
all is life slime
“One of the most striking differences between
a cat and a lie is that the cat has only nine lives.”
— Mark Twain, Pudd’nhead Wilson
Lie IS A
of human relative free will..
and cognitive empathy same..
for folks who lie in consideration of not hurting
the feelings of others..
Mad, adj.: Affected with a high degree of intellectual independence …
— Ambrose Bierce, “The Devil’s Dictionary”
“The forces of evil can marshal even more support
than the forces of good, especially when pizza is served.”
Okay, so, I can’t count…. I’m happy, so it all balances out, right?
Right…. Onward, before they have a chance to catch up….
few on same
sings choir with no pages..
except for trump bound together..;)
“It behooves a prudent person to make trial of everything before arms.”
— Terence (185-159 BC) — Act iv, Sc. 7, 19, (789.)
And now there’s Twitter bullets..;)
“What is done with joy is always better done.”
— H. L. Mencken
“After silence that which comes nearest to
expressing the inexpressible is music.”
— Aldous Huxley
Extension of vocal chords as strings..
Heart Beats as drums
And winded instruments as throat..
and pine needle leaves
beatS it all
“I agree with the realistic Irishman who said
he preferred to prophesy after the event.”
— G. K. Chesterton, ILN, 10/7/16
“Nobody does good to man with impunity.”
— Auguste Rodin (1840-1917)
“Distrust all in whom the impulse to punish is powerful.”
— Nietzsche, “Thus Spake Zarathustra”
Impulse to punish
likely butt hurt in ‘military school’..;)
“And furthermore, my bowling average is unimpeachable!!!”
— Zippy the Pinhead
for last and first..;)
May I join you in the doghouse, Rover?
I wish to retire till the party’s over.
Since three o’clock I’ve done my best
To entertain each tiny guest. My conscience now I’ve left behind me,
And if they want me, let them find me.
I blew their bubbles, I sailed their boats,
I kept them from each other’s throats. I told them tales of magic lands,
I took them out to wash their hands.
I sorted their rubbers and tied their laces,
I wiped their noses and dried their faces. Of similarities there’s lots
Twixt tiny tots and Hottentots.
I’ve earned repose to heal the ravages
Of these angelic-looking savages. Oh, progeny playing by itself
Is a lonely little elf,
But progeny in roistering batches
Would drive St. Francis from here to Natchez. Shunned are the games a parent proposes,
They prefer to squirt each other with hoses,
Their playmates are their natural foemen
And they like to poke each other’s abdomen. Their joy needs another woe’s to cushion it,
Say a puddle, and someone littler to push in it.
They observe with glee the ballistic results
Of ice cream with spoons for catapults, And inform the assembly with tears and glares
That everyone’s presents are better than theirs.
Oh, little women and little men,
Someday I hope to love you again, But not till after the party’s over,
So give me the key to the doghouse, Rover
~~ Ogden Nash ~~
BeforE and After NovEL pARTy
Introductory post to Free Novels
Free Verse Poetry Novel
Free Verse Poetry Novel
Epic Free Verse Poetry Novel
Approximately 3000+ printed pages…
With Hundreds of Beautiful Beach Photos..:)
KATiE MiA FredericK!iI
3.3 Million plus words
Super Epic Free Verse Poetry Novel
SonG oF mY SoUL..:)
Approximately 30,000+ printed pages…
And yeS.. FinAlly..
CrediTs FiELd oF DreAMs..
A Thanks YoU oF sORts..
GRains oF SaNd
GodsUniVerse 42 HiTchHiKinG
Hmm.. more and less..
A Meaning oF liFe..
After Book of Fred
of course too..
6000 Miles of DANCE WALKING! NOW!
6000 Miles of DANCE WALKING! NOW!
Documenting this Public Feat oF Feet in 3 years..:)
After Dance oF Fred
Stop DanCinG noW..:)
Book oF Ten Sixteen..
9 Macro Verses from
October 2016.. totaling
141,244 words.. all liNked
from that Month like A Great PumPkin..;)
New Testament oF ELeVen iN HeaVen ‘SiXteen
New TesTament HeaVeN iN ELeVeN ‘SiXteen
Total of 12 MacroVerses with
final chapter of this New Personal
Testament named as such.. 181,221 words..
as streAMs.. RiVers… OceaN wHOle wAves SinG oN.. FReED..:)
12 Million Thanks Giving words
since Thanks Giving day of
6 years old since
web birth in
more of all
the places those
words still exisT oN line..
and other places too.. in memory
of deleted and banned too.. hehE..
anyWay.. for sure.. what is approaching still
4 Million over 3.3 million words on 7 blogs now
and 8,006 posts still on the Wrong Planet website
that equal likely over 8 million words too.. as yes.. words
do go on.. sung in Thanks giving of alive first to survive in
the midst of the first 33 months of shut-in hell on Thanks Giving
day of 2010.. to the end of that 66 month hell on or about July 22nd of
2013 and now moving on in thrive through Thanks Giving of 2016.. with 100K
photos or so.. including illustrations of public dance approaching 6500 miles since
September of 2013 arrive now still fully alive in documentary record as auto-biographer
so sure.. a 723rd celebratory
Macro-Verse of this and more to come..;)
And yes.. as habit will have it..
the very first thing i wrote
online on Thanks
started with a list..
a grocery list of what
overwhelmed the hell out of
me in sensory way.. as i was totally
burn out with flight and fight stress then
where it took me close to 33 months to
even get at this point online to stand the pain
of computer screen turned all the way down to write
the first word of ‘Radio’ here.. yes.. the Wrong Planet
i arrived where the clock was set ahead for the next day
after Thanks Giving day.. no avatar for me until Christmas Day
of 2010.. when/wHeRe some how i mustered the productivity to scan a baby
photo of myself all blue eyed blond haired and smiling with the natural affect
of love and joy.. a place of heaven as child that i vowed to go to again.. and surely
it took me close to another 33 months to get to that place where even a memory of
a smile or laugh came again life Isreal at the end of July of 2013.. Modern culture almost
killed this Canary in a Coal mine in all the multi-tasking mechanical and social cognition
ways at hand back in the day when computers were speedily replacing human beings
with even more multi-tasking duties.. 2 years of fight or flight stress to be more precise
and 2006.. even two years before 2008.. the Winter of the start of my discontent..
where suddenly colors on the TV screen hurt my eyes.. and black and white
was a solution to that point.. and soon even black and white became
intolerable pain.. no doctor to this point has been able to fully
explain that.. but a transformation of pain in cocoon would
in bliss as well..
some folks call it a
nervous break down..
in literal all bodily system
way.. hard for Doctors to measure
it.. yet.. others call it a phenomenon named
as Kundalini rising.. where certain detours
arrive in hell before heaven comes clean..
well.. since science cannot explain it.. it surely
says something for a God that is more mystical than
you Horatio may have found yet to this point.. as surely
i’ve gone to places now in human potential that i had no idea
existed then.. i did not speak until age 4.. i had trouble speaking
all my life both in writing and verbally in coherent manner that other
folks would be remotely interested in hearing at length.. i was uncoordinated
and people often asked if i was a dizzy fly as such.. had to watch the wife walk
beside me in stores to feel any comfort of gait.. and then came the miracle.. the
Kundalini Rising.. bi-polar rise or whatever way science describes the Dr Jekyll
to good cop Hyde Clark Kent change.. yeah.. literally in personality way from INTJ
to ENFP in a matter of weeks in the Summer of 2013.. along with the difference from
not being able to go into a Whatabuger for even 15 minutes to soon arriving at public
dance solo in front of hundreds and ultimately being named by some audience members
after doing that for a year or so as a legend of dance in the metro area.. increasing leg
strength during that same period of time all the way from a Quarter of a ton to half a ton
now.. at 33 reps.. of what used to be 8 or so at half that weight from the time i was 21 until
the 54 years of age double the strength epigenetic change in human potential more.. this is
a witness of human potential and the higher power of God the same.. i document it for evidence..
and no it is not beyond the realm of human reality.. bottom line it is a real isreal miracle for others
to see and aspire higher too as well.. as anyone who has gone high enough will only wish others
a team member
of the human race
wanting the best oF all
to rise as nows go by..
anyWay.. this was/is the first
short and sweet and succinct thingie i wrote..
having no idea if i could make it through the mountain
of pain with each word i typed then with the crucifixion
worse pain of type two trigeminal neuralgia that had come
to close to 33 months here to tolerate the screen lit at lowest
dull light.. a dentist drill like pain without novocaine in right eye
and ear.. still no sound tolerable for years to come.. not even a speaker
hooked up to computer as any sound just made all of life.. worse then..
bottom line and lesson for the moral of this story.. don’t give up.. ’cause
yeS even at the lowest levels of pain and numbness of existence in life
now a phoenix can rise from ashes and cocoon in butterfly way float too..
as never ever imagined sTiLL in lucid waKinG dreAMs of FruiTioN then isReaL..:)
Radios, Black & White TV, Color TV, Cable TV, VCR’s, Satelitte TV, Surround Sound, Heavy Metal, Computers, Cell Phones, Pornography, MP3 players, I Pads, I Phones, 24 Hour News Cycle, High definition TV etc.
The evolution of technology bombards the human senses, and we become addicted to the adrenaline not realizing the effect on the health of ourselves or our children.
Constant bad or good stimulation eventually will wear any living thing down and/or change the way it thinks and behaves. Especially, if you are experiencing it with no physical movement to burn off the adrenaline.
I think many of the people born 40 or 50 years ago that are now diagnosed with aspergers might have symptoms of low functioning autism if they were born today.
I couldn’t complete sentences until I was four years old, but managed to cope with the demands of life with high functioning autism and adhd. I can’t imagine being born today and having a chance of a successful independent life.
I think we are the canaries in the coal mine.
And now for an idea of the scope
of what it is in tangible form to write
12 million words it is the equivalent
of more than 14 bibles and 140 Koran’s
as some folks have a good idea of how long
just one of those books are.. completed in 6 years
time.. with sure more to come.. along with the close
to 6500 miles of dance now in 39 months or so too..:)
Okay that was the first post i wrote on the Wrong Planet website..
this is my last post.. and the last visit a Jonathan Livingston Seagull
good luck again..
post number 8006..
mostly in standardized
Queen Victoria English style..
to appease the moderators of course
in not threatening to delete me and ban
me for visiting once again.. for the last time on
August 12, 2016.. sure.. in usual epic style now.. hehe..;)
I’m not normal. I refuse to be normal. Not being normal is awesome; in fact, some folks with open minds see it as Super Epic. I have great respect for Alex for developing this site as it helped me to develop my writing talents that I never developed in any creative way in either school or work; just on a couple of occasions where for some reason I broke free in middle school for a Christmas story contest and Philosophy class in college.
In short, i reached deep down and expressed emotions in words that was very difficult for me to do other than short factual statements all about non-fiction, of course.
Anyway, I don’t post here anymore, because it is very difficult for me to conform to the form of what folks name as the way the English Language is written in straight lines all the way across the page.
In my opinion, it should be expressed naturally like sound waves, or perhaps more poetically put like the waves of the Beach and what is left when the essence of the Ocean become the shorelines of that essence as waves and never ever straight lines.
I am a curvy person now; I do not move by sidewalks in steps or lines of pages by words. But, Smiles, most of the rest of the world sees lines and sidewalks, and moves accordingly the straight and narrow path of what is designed by the architects of sidewalks and pages. I am much more now like the Matrix oracle and Neo2 and architect3.
Anyway, to make a ‘normal’ paragraph break. I refuse to be normal, because i can. I am re-tired with rubber now on what once was hard and metal wheels, and am Financially Independent and without that millstone of Having To Conform, and by the way I would fully capitalize those three words for emphasis but the straight line and sidewalk folks of the world, of course, would see that as yelling, instead of simple emotional emphasis as that is the what normal expects; and sure, I understand that as i used to conform to normal to survive in society.
There are two types of intelligences assessed in science. One, is fluid intelligence; and the other is crystalized intelligence. I just so happen to have a great deal of both, as empirically assessed, now. What that this means is I know the facts and I can revert back to normal writing, if I apply the rule of sidewalks and lines of conformity in crystalized intelligence.
According to research by Michelle Dawson, non-verbal Autistic folks with a verbal delay in childhood, like me, who had this difficulty until age four, often compensate with fluid intelligence as neuroplasticity and epigenetics will humanly and naturally do to adapt to challenge of environmental struggle and change. And later in life they actually exceed so-called ‘normal’ ‘neurotypical’ folks in measures of fluid intelligence.
And interestingly, these once non-verbal so-called Non-Verbal Autistic folks, also have been shown in Dawson’s small studies as exceeding so-called folks with the diagnosis of Asperger’s Syndrome, in measures of fluid intelligence. They still lag behind, though, in crystalized intelligence as measured in standard IQ test way. The Raven Matrices measure of fluid intelligence provided the measure needed to illustrate this ‘Autistic Advanatage’, per the non-verbal folks with language delay of spoken speech.
In reference to one of the comments in ‘this’ discussion, where an individual stated that their classmates sort of stagnated after high school, per Michelle Dawson’s research, this makes a little common sense, as use it or lose it applies to all stuff human being.
Go to school and learn facts and get a job and do the same thing over and over and sit in the same basic way of sitting down all day; and physical, sensory, emotional, fluid, and crystallized intelligences stagnate from not doing very many things different anymore, than at least school demands in the way of learning so-called new facts, from before that increase crystalized intelligence in memory way.
And yes, of course, it is more complicated than that but I’ll try to keep this somewhat short in what my potential is of writing close to a Novel in one sitting, as I continue to increase both types of intelligence by simply using it, gaining it, and never losing it, to this point at least, in my life.
Interestingly, when Hans Asperger’s case study patients were followed up on later in life; most had found niches they were good at and were doing quite awesome, in fact; credit fluid intelligence of course, in adaptation to challenge of struggle in the environment, and change.
Now, then, the thing about the original assessment of what Hans named as Autistic Psychopathy; verbal delays like mine until age four were included in that assessment. The APA was as they say, stuck in the world of crystalized intelligence and wanted to make the diagnosis as ‘normal’ people do, by the Crystalized Intelligence book of before. So, they made basically a watered down version of what they already named as Autism, by simply reducing the number of diagnosing elements to ‘Autism Lite’, also known as Asperger’s Syndrome, back in the 1994, DSM IV addition of that diagnosis.
Now, the DSM 5 has come up with a behaviorally determined cover-all diagnosis to make life even easier for them to label it as just one thing. This is what normal people do. They come up with labels and pills to make life easier for them to solve problems.
Problem is; this approach is symptom based rather than root of condition based. And of course that root in the case of Autism is in the whole of the human being in all types of intelligence; including sensory, physical and emotional intelligences that Standard IQ does not assess at all. And if you’ve ever met a psychiatrist; most lack high degrees of emotional and physical intelligences as they are medical doctors and they have been studying facts in the way of crystalized intelligence for literally decades sitting at a desk and now even worse, attached to a computer all day; even in the office with the patients at-hand attempting to do mechanical cognition and social cognition at the same time, which even science shows now, is not what human beings are evolved to do efficiently without the potential for great stress and reducing the proficiency of both types of cognition now, when each is not focused on separately. And of course that is common sense, but no, common sense is not always the way of the crystalized intelligence of what comes before in book way. By the way, wow that was a really long paragraph and sentence; it could be so much easier to read without these long, long lines.
I am diagnosed with Asperger’s syndrome by three diagnosing professionals, still. I have the paperwork to prove it. My sister is also diagnosed with Asperger’s syndrome. More than likely my father and grandfather had the same condition but of course, the diagnosis was no where to be seen in most of their lifetimes. My father did law enforcement and never rose above the ‘degree’ of Deputy Sheriff as he lacked the social skills to supervise. My Grand father was an X-Catholic Priest and a noted Author of last Century who even dined with Einstein in the socialist party circles in New, New York in the intellectual circles of that place then. By the way I am very wordy and can be very precise and detailed too, if I choose to express that type of intelligence with relative human free will.
Initially, my doctor diagnosed me with PDD NOS, because of the language delay in childhood; but after further assessment changed me to the Asperger’s syndrome diagnosis, per the original Hans Asperger’s diagnosis of the condition that includes a potential language delay in childhood that is often associated with Hyperlexia, in which I was a very precocious reader with difficulties in reading comprehension that fits that mold too.
I have extreme tactile sensitivity, which means I cannot touch anything manmade without extreme discomfort. I spent most of my life in man-made environments with hands closed and rarely open, to avoid touching man-made stuff with my finger tips.
This Wrong Planet Internet site, helped me immensely to express myself in writing. I thank Alex Plank, very much for the opportunity to write on this site, as by the time I was able to accommodate 19 medical disorders, enough to write on a computer, about two inches from the screen in extreme pain, with most of the disorders, likely a result of Autistic Burnout after conforming to what society expected of me in over 30 years of work; yes, this site probably literally helped to save my life, as I was suicidal for the two years before that. I had Type Two Trigeminal Neuralgia, the worst pain known to humankind, like a Dentist Drill in my right eye and ear without novocaine, for a total of 66 months, from wake to sleep; including 33 months with a lot of that time spent here writing as no drug would touch that pain, and writing helped me a little to remove it from my focus.
It took me 66 months to recover from two years of fight or flight stress that basically almost killed me, as science shows now the stress hormones will break down one’s body from head to toe, which did happen in my case. Doctors have no idea what causes Type Two Trigeminal Neuralgia, but in my case it certainly may have been associated with the break down of myelin sheaths as i was in pain in every cell of my body from head to toe, too. I was also assessed with Fibromyalgia, Sjogren’s Syndrome, Dysautonomia, and Severe Degenerative Arthritis in my spine, etc., but the worst part was losing my emotions as without emotions there is no glue for cognitive executive functioning.
What I found in my personal research in the road to having an incredibly awesome and epic life now as assessed by some third party interests, is increasing my physical, emotional, and sensory intelligence through free style dance and free verse poetry to connect language with emotion and to regulate emotions and integrate senses through the art of movement (dance/martial arts) as all emotions and senses flow through the human body, and moving naturally regulates emotions and integrate senses when one moves innately, instinctually and intuitively without lessons on how to move.
Anyway, I am comfortable in my own skin now, in ways of getting around the world with advanced proprioception and in emotionally regulating my feelings in the human environment and integrating senses, which means I am centered and no longer lost in an environment, ‘out there’. Yes, I have great self-awareness now, where I was incredibly deficient in this human skill before that seems to come naturally for most everyone else.
Here’s the thing though, with use it or lose it; I received all my gold stars in school, through my Hyperlexic ‘super power’ of reading very fast and memorizing rote facts that I spit back like a computer on multiple choice tests. The teachers loved it, as they never had to help me do anything in the way of learning or tests. Problem was that had little to nothing to do with the real life of work that I would encounter after earning three degrees in college, So, in a way, this incredible strength was my incredible weakness, as I failed to work very very hard on the types of physical, emotional, and sensory intelligences that would make life so much easier than the incredible hard it was that almost literally killed me by age 47.
I survived. I adapted to struggle and changed. I continue to rise now and thrive.
There is even a song for that I will share below. I am so sorry that I did not continue that line above to the side of this page, as I must conform here to come back to even say all of this. But here’s the other thing, my so-called professionally labeled Autism is Super F iN epic and it has made me one of the most epic individuals to ever dance and write on this earth, and I prove that by writing the longest long form poem in the history of humankind, now approaching 4 million words; and sure I literally prove it with my signature link below, as it is way too long to ever ever publish in print.
In fact, Microsoft word says it would take over 30,000 paper pages to print what I name as the ‘SonG oF mY SoUL’. And i also have fully documented almost 6,000 miles of dance in tens of thousands of photos in that same Super Epic personal bible of mine in autobiographic fashion too that includes close to 1000 selfies of gorgeous college age girls smiling ear to ear with me at the dance hall I have danced now for 122 weeks named Old Seville Quarter in Pensacola Florida. Funny, the girls never liked me in school, much. And now totally beautiful college age girls I do not even know attempt to kiss me, or at least that’s what it looks like at the dance hall with their friends, as recent as last night. And I can even prove it here, with my signature link in my most recent blog post with the photo, as the photo is too big to fit the formatting here, in case one wonders, if i am telling the truth.
I make zero dollars by doing this. I have danced walked a free verse style of martial arts and ballet everywhere i go now for almost 6 thousand miles after I recovered from the disabling portions of those 19 disorders that without question I suffered with, like A Biblical ‘Job’ for 66 months, as a shut-in in my home. Yes, Autistic Burnout hurts, very bad, as I can certainly attest to.
So what does this have to do with the topic at hand. Autism cannot be assessed by behavior alone, as far as what makes it the most difficult of all to deal with in the inner Universe of the human being. No one could see the stress I was under when I was in those two years of flight or fight stress at work, as i conformed, as I truly believed I would never ever get another job because people most always thought and expressed I was weird. I wore a mask of Okay when I was literally slowly dying inside. It really hurt, so bad.
No one could see that hell, but me. I looked normal enough on the outside, and still do now. I am different. I am even too different to post here the way I normally speak now in words, and I accept that as I do not expect anyone to tolerate or accept me, as often folks don’t. To each his or her own is the way I live. Where folks tolerate and accept me it’s wonderful, and where folks don’t, I move on to greener pastures, as online allows an environment out of my closed- minded community in my red state area to do that in ways of blog and poetry to express all of who I am as different and human being.
As far as dancing everywhere I go like a Bruce Lee Ballerina at around 6 feet tall now at 235 Lbs of solid muscle. I am stronger than every Marine in my military gym with legs now that press close to half a ton 33 times in what the strongest folks who leg press there cannot even budge as I’ve watched them try it up close and personal to their dismay. So no, i am no longer that uncoordinated Five foot 10 inch, 120LB scrawny boy from Middle School with the long blonde hair, pretty blue eyes, and eye lashes that people called the F word and not Fred.
My genetics are different, I matured slowly, and am still getting stronger by the day, as empirically assessed at the gym. So, no one messes with me in the general public, as I can easily pass now for a College Linebacker who floats like a butterfly and can sting like a bee with martial arts kicks every which way and loose.
Botton line is, I do not fit in, but I still rise to the occasion of all my human potential and am no longer held back by anyone who lives on the pages and sidewalks of crystalized intelligence. I am fluid as whole, and I am the Ocean and Field and Wave and Particle whole as one in trinity of threes that even science assesses as real.
As above so below, inside, outside, and all around. Most folks don’t realize we are walking and talking mini-me’s of the Universe when whole and part the same. I was blessed by Nature in what I view as God to be able to see and feel this.
If my Autism Is a Disability, I fail to see and feel this. In fact I fail to see any labels at all.
I am, I rise and thrive, end and beginning of the story whole.
And this will not make total sense to perhaps
95% of the people here as you folks are
much more normal than me,
Oops, I did it again. Again, just dropping by out of respect for Alex. He probably is more Autistic like I am when I was his age too. And sure, he has already done something super epic by creating this site. It just took me longer at age 50 and after to start the journey of me finally getting free away from societal expectations that make no sense for me.
I was the last kid picked on sports teams, and the one who was picked on by almost everyone for being different in middle school.
I am now, likely the most different person of all in my local community, as assessed by that ‘general audience’. But here’s the thing, I accept all of who I am now from head to toe. No one stops me from being me now, because I am strong enough to be me now, no matter what anyone else thinks or feels about that..
I no longer conform.
Again, I rise, I thrive.
You did a great thing
by making this site.
And no, no one will ever ever cure me
again into the insanity of normal as insame..;)
And as the moderators predicted, I am still incurable from being me. And at least for me I F in Love it. And no, I cannot come back, ’cause I will not conform. But again, that does not mean I do not appreciate Alex for helping me to finally be me, by creating the opportunity to write on this site, as Super Epic in so many ways never ever seen before.
Have a nice day.
I hope every one here will
one day rise, thrive, and never
ever conform again. But yes, first,
make sure you have some money,
as the working world will not accept that;
The ‘normal’ one at least, with smiles; but sure, I could on and on about that so bye, and I do mean bye to this straight line..;)
(Song Rise, by Katy Perry for inspiration. Inspiration is important in life
and so are emotions fully expressed and not repressed or oppressed.)
Whatever it is i have.
It is a gift
and I prove it everyday,
for the naysayers of life that
say you can’t, you can’t, just ’cause you are different.
KATiE MiA FredericK!iI
Gravatar is one of the coolest things ever!! !
Sometimes.. i suppose.. it is easy to take someone
who is in your life for literally close to 18 years
for granted when that someone still now
seems like they are
owned by someone
else.. and Tennessee
here takes the spotlight
today for his resilience and
beauty as a creature of God
who knows and feels God more
i can promise you than most humans do
as he lives in balance one with Nature God and
same.. keeps moving every day with every sacred Tai
Chi-like kitty move one with air and water same with Nature
whole.. interconnected.. interdependent with no separation ever
from God all.. hmm.. and it shows as this cat lives a full life free and
content in a simple gift as sliver of heaven on this green.. brown.. blue
and sandy planet that he rolls one with sand and sun as/with God in the
bright noon-day sun.. and then hugging the grass at midnight light
of stars and moon same.. never close to realizing the damage
that the human creatures are doing to the planet as
in this neighborhood and in this yard there is
no pesticide.. or other poisons.. nor even
human fertilizer to change
the struggle and
bliss as survival
green eyes that
say.. i not only survive
i thrive too.. in a place of
abundance.. now.. a visitor
with me again.. for close to 18 years..
often coming up.. when i felt.. so alone inside too..
hmm.. friends are like that at least one comes when you need them..
and yes.. it is often the furry ones with no judgement loving unconditionally..:)
Well.. ‘Rogue One’.. the newest installment doesn’t seem
to be generating nearly the marketing hype that the
first new Star Wars movie did last year at this time..
that movie coming out on December 18th of 2015..
and Rogue one arriving
on December 16.. two
days earlier this year..
of course.. the newer opportunity
was there last year after so many
years break of series renewal to sell
all the old stuff remastered as such in shiny
new packages.. anyway.. what and how what is
marketing in society for commercial success says a
lot and the record i keep of that in actual photography
stream is multi-purpose as yes.. believe it or not Ripley..
i am doing all of this as A epic Free Lance Anthropologist
as such too.. in the state of not only American Affairs but
human affairs all over.. and sure.. in prep for that
i went to the ‘Wrong Planet’ online with a bunch of
brainiac outcasts who had nothing
better to do with their 140 to 160
reported IQ’s.. who study their
special interest laser focuses
where hey.. i listened as much
as i wrote.. from literal wake to sleep
with rarely a break.. only an excursion to
work-out for 30 minutes at the gym.. 3 times a week.. then
literally forcing myself to do that at the last 30 minutes before
they closed to generate enough anxiety to get the job done..
somewhat done.. anyway.. as no matter what i lifted still at
close to 500 LBS on machine weights with pins and not
plates on parallel leg press that yes.. is light like a
feather now.. surely felt weak from toe to head
even though i managed to press it about
8 times.. and that’s what happens when
human emotions go away..
where even anxiety
is so hard
for fear to
anywhere at all..
oh yeah.. and the other
thing i did maybe once a week
is force the pain with shades on
still in my uniform of white T-shirt
and sit in the car looking at a privacy
fence in the Walmart side parking lot..
so Katrina could acquire some food to eat..
me.. in excruciating eye pain with eyes mostly
shut behind shades.. while the rest of the world
went on their merry and stressed way.. and from what i could
see it was often the older retired looking folks who were the
only ones going in and out of the store with a smile.. huh..
now.. i know why..
stress is the
one.. now i know and
feel feel feel feel for sure
and oh yeah.. after a very difficult
work-out last night after hardly digesting
any food for energy over three days.. my
inner gear is working again.. and yes.. for
all practical intents and purposes.. Superfred
is on the way back hehe.. for iSreal now..
and i am so happy
a home.. as this
eARTh is most definitely
my only home now all blue
and green.. brown.. white of what’s
left of polar snow capped beauty too..;)
Yes.. and R2D2.. arrived
a year to date ago..
like he does in
on “Fried Forgiving
Turkeys” per the automation
of work in the U.S. and the continuing
state of affairs where humans no longer
need to apply for jobs as they are simply
going the way of automation instead of
flesh and blood stuff.. yes.. the Terminator
and the rise of the machines is a literally thingy
more than just a cultural meme.. the Matrix too..
and many other artistic metaphors though time as
technology continues to somewhat moreover outpace
the human race.. thAT machine almost literally killed me
with stress.. as human beings are not evolved to do mechanical
and social cognition in an open door policy of both with no
rest.. but hey.. that’s what you get when folks come to
think you are Superman.. just ’cause you have
found a way to lock out all the looks
and body language of distress..
or not hehe..
yeah.. sure.. i can laugh
about in now that i’m not on
A highway to hell anymore.. with
no idea then of just how bad it can really get.. oh..
yeah.. every day a deeper Ring of what Dante was
speaking of for sure with no doubts as deep as it goes……
‘A Girl and A Devil’.. more cool Sithfred out in the
store wild of dance photos enclosed in here.. and
another tribute.. to my Friend Lala from Pakistan
from a year ago in this Macro-Verse memory.. and
continuing documentation of a longest season with
not much Fall and Winter in last year through after
Christmas.. as the grass is still bright green coming
to ThanksGiving and the Azaleas are blooming super
early.. yes.. this is both a heARt and Science Project too..;)
And now i end by saying.. i haven’t been significantly ill enough
to even come close to feeling down in two years exactly to date
of when the next intestinal bug came to visit me last Thursday Night..
and not to be able to digest food properly surely puts a cramp in everything
life.. anyway.. i appreciated the entire experience as it did bring back some of
the actual feelings of darkness before that are really hard to actually feel as memories
when one is flying oh.. so high.. resilient in yes close to what they name as a bi-polar high
but in my case more like a natural state of hypomania as of late.. in what brings the height
of creativity.. and what some name as religious type experience too.. as those high neurochemicals/
neurohormones are all ramped up.. as we folks evolved for fLIGht in general nomadic genetic
way are all set out to be.. in other words we don’t sit well.. we must move move move and live
and do more than most in whatever we do.. driven to distraction as they say to maintain
focus and order in life as best as we can as nows go by.. going stagnate as i did for
many years in work until going nuts in directions i never ever wanted to go
up the status and money and administrative latter.. to directions that
are very unhealthy for me.. and now with freedom
i live free and do what makes
me sing and
of yes as i say
and dance more a
Jonathan Livingston Seagull
on terrestrial plane of float and fly now..
no skateboards or dives for me per the ‘Night’
theme song here.. Nike Shox shoes in the 13th pair
now purchased in 39 months does the trick and treat
for me.. all
rested up now
for the next adventure coming..:)
First.. a note on ‘poignancy’..
For me a greaTest regret
would be to kill oneself
as that abiLiTy
as well as the ability/capacity
to feel love.. and the saddest
part oF all.. it is/are someone else(s)
who will/would feel that
the one who
in escaping whatever
is no longer tolerable it seems..
i’m glad.. i had A strength to ovoid
that feeling of poignancy for someone else(s)
but there are places.. there are places.. A human can go
of misery and
suffering and the
worst torture imaginable
can understand but those alone..
Catch 22 of Poignancy.. my FriEnd..
been there done that fresh hell ever in a second of alWays now.
” Do you know that disease and death must needs overtake us,
no matter what we are doing?
What do you wish to be doing when it overtakes you?
If you have anything better to be doing when you are so overtaken,
get to work on that.”
~~ Epictetus ~~
and no end no matter
pen or step or art of liFe…:)
“The flesh surrenders itself.
Eternity takes back its own.
Our bodies stirred these waters briefly,
danced with a certain intoxication before the love of life and self,
dealt with a few strange ideas,
then submitted to the instruments of Time.
What can we say of this?
I am not… yet I occurred.”
~~ Frank Herbert, Dune Messiah ~~
Life IS A Miracle
in itself.. to fully realize
and live this life as such
IS A taste
And fear IS A
iN all of thaT
breathe in Heaven
oF Free and Bliss..
i’LL take the first
door to the right
and kiNd wiTh
smARt lOvE sAMe uNconditionAlly
AnD alWays diFFeRent change for more..:)
“If you understand, or if you don’t.
If you believe, or if you doubt.
There is a universal justice
and the eyes of truth are always watching.”
~~ Enigma ~~
eYes oF TrUth
FoRcE alWays noW..:)
“A heart is not judged
by how much you love
but by how much you are loved by others.”
~~ The Wizard of Oz ~~
moments headlining this…
Everything flows and nothing abides;
everything gives way and nothing stays fixed.”
~~ Heraclitus ~~
and alWays Changing..
(PS.. i have a theme song now2..;)
“One must be partially insane to remain sane.”
~~ J. Bothwell Avison ~~
In thaT case
says.. i’M unusual
in a cool way.. NoW
and SinG for no reaSon
but FucKinG LiVinG A dreAm iSREaL oF JoY..;)
“A man who fears suffering is already suffering from what he fears:”
~~ Montaigne ~~
To come to Love
A dARk most
is to liVe A liGht isREaL..:)
We’re not talking about the same thing,” he said.
“For you the world is weird
because if you’re not bored with it you’re at odds with it.
For me the world is weird
because it is stupendous, awesome, mysterious, unfathomable;
my interest has been to convince you
that you must accept responsibility for being here,
in this marvelous world, in this marvelous desert, in this marvelous time.
I wanted to convince you
that you must learn to make every act count,
since you are going to be here for only a short while,
in fact, too short for witnessing all the marvels of it.”
~~ Don Juan ~~
It’s true.. i’m religious
but NOT iN a sense of A church
iN A FEEL oF A existence NOW..
wHErE ALL IS FucKinG HOLY AND
SACReD… iNSIDE.. OUTSiDE.. AB0VE..
SO BEL0W.. AND ALL AR0UND..
it’s aLL A hoLy and sacRed gAMe oF
noW ever changing sAMe isREaL noW..:)
my heretic heart
are my authority.”
~~ Catherine Madsen ~~
WeLL.. my friEnd
i say.. you capture
A essence iN Sublime
Beauty as A Force of hUman
CreatiViTy heRe.. weLL.. as streAMs
of consciousness branch out from
along lines that Golden
SpiRal sAMe as SonG and
DancE free as fingers and toes
and all pArts of WhoLe can and
WiLL do free unfettered by fear
of stop and go.. outstanding
from me for now
with pleasure as a
visit ends foR noW.. FriEnd..
SeriouSly.. CreatiVity IS A
best FriEnd oF aLL.. NoW..:)
WeLL since this IS A 12 MilLioN Words oF ThanksGiVinG..
celebration of 6 years of writing on line.. since at least a million
of those words are inspired by the online dVerse poeTry prompts
Pub and crew.. i’LL visit
a quick breather
and stARt as Breath
or breathe is the 44 word
Quadrille prompt theme of Monday
past as i arrive a day late to respond..
digestive system all back in worKing
order now it seems for sure..
so.. let’s see how
in poetic way for
now at leisure
Song and Dance more..
oh.. what fun a Holiday SeaSon
to AlWays coMe noW so WeLL..;)
Yeah.. i kNow and feel
juST a bunch
Hmm.. yep that’s mOre
than 44 words and a paragraph3..;)
Breathe of the last
fAll Leaves.. i too can
too in Florida
January so red.. budding
beauty and the
by the month coming
enteLLinG what should
be a new breath of colors..
anyway.. almost freezing here
recently in more of fAll colors
as it springs
life alWAys BriGhter
too when all is healthy
and vibrant as dARk and
liGht goeSprinG after fALL..:)
sky leaves tale
color in cold and death..
This oNe is so true
fear we inhale God..
as God breathes free thru uS2..:)
2006.. i suppose.. in November
and birth month same
and another friend
from work then..
same as Katrina’s
up and perhaps
it was the month
my 1st stepmother grasped
her last breath too.. all
one common element falling
before 70.. a pack of something
that took tHeir breathe away.. and
i remember the last heart beats of her
mother too.. watching her grasp for breath
with all her reflexes through tubes the same
as 55 beats became 40 became 30 became 20 and
was a step father of sorts
married to a 2nd stepmother too.
who both had this habit ending living wired
up to tubes of oxygen now where life failed..
his.. in the December month of Christmas.. my
father too in May 2014.. with complications.. albeit later
after living with this habit for about 6 decades until his
lungs are more
likely to fall to
this habit from what i’ve
seen but for sure but for sure
i can tAiL that iT is an addiction
that not only kills quick but slow
as last breath fAils…
It’s one of the most
off bays that
literally can together
same take one’s breath away..:)
yep.. i kNow
like a Haibun..
iN iT for
as side note
ends and back
to the regularly
as i for one breathe free..
so true my
are the breath of liFe
that move us
where i live
it’s not a Republican manly thing to do.. heHe..
smiles.. but hEy.. tHeRE’s alwayS online and free
i often attempt to
explain a bible IS A juSt
A book of poetry2 but
sacred and holy..;)
Well.. the wife
Katrina is breathing
rather intently that it is
time to resume ThankGiving
preparation shopping detail..
too.. while the
find their way to grocery carts..
while i dance by free as wild turkeys do too..;)
Facebook Friend Greg
and yes once again i say
also fellow employee at
the Bowling Center for 18 years
and beyond that through my last official
paid days through 2009 working for the
for 25 years..
shares a ‘Quizony’ FB
ego booster test on what
kind of Angel i am based on
a written multiple choice test..
hmm.. i don’t think ‘they’ do that
in heaven and hell on earth.. in FACt
i know ‘they’ don’t for demons and angels
same as yes.. it’s kinda a Karmic eYe thingie..
anyWay.. the results come in as “VIRTUE”.. hmm..
sure.. now.. i can relate to that miracle thingy too..;)
“VIRTUES – the Angels of Grace who bring God’s blessings to Earth, usually in the form of miracles. Known as the ‘brilliant’ or “shining’” ones, they are associated with acts of heroism and bring courage when needed.”
The Facebook Video Production.. robot
team as always.. assists greatly
dance dance dance
with my new dance shoes
fully employed with somewhat
fresh legs.. resting much more than
usual over a sick aS Such weekend.. ugh..
anyWay.. getting back up to high speed..
as more than anything
else the feet are fresh
now from rest too..
flying through the Grocery
and SuperWalmart Aisles with
the greatest of ease.. 1020LBs leg pressing
sTiLL 33 reps as such last night.. at gym2..
with food staying a little longer in my
body now thru
much more appetizing
now than the last few days..;)
highlighted here too..
beFore we get to the check out
lane.. hmm.. everything seems free to
me as i’m just tHeRe to dance and take photos..
on a more serious
and perhaps even
out to play
as expected most
everything to appeal
to the more dARk side
of human Nature to get
elected.. yes2 for those who
live by fear and hate instead
of hope and love.. you kNow.. the
audacity oF iT.. huh.. hehe.. anyWay
the bad ass Trump is kinda shrinking up
as reaLITy sets in that he is noW servant of
the entire country Now and not a dictator of a corporation..
and nah.. it’s not like the Republican machine has his back either..
as deep down they would love the Pence more than dealing with this shit..
see if someone..
anyone.. can get some
more improvements done..
it’s possible that the Trump
is more a Democrat still in
he wore to
campaign aS in
case anyone has sTiLL
forgotten he was a New York
Democrat and Social Liberal
most of his life.. but you do what
it takes to get elected huh.. and keep
the choir singing all the way to ‘the booth’..
looking for a second term at 74 years of age..
not likely.. he’ll likely go for the record.. instead.. of the next four years..;)
“All grown-ups were once children-
although few of them remember..”
So true and i would go one dance step
further in words.. well actually more than
one step and say few of them feel and sense
the play and overall wonder of child being.. now..
Sadly i..n a way.. while A new Testament Version
of Jesus says to enter the Kingdom of God.. one must
view it through the eYes of a child.. tHeRe are no how to
instructions.. just empty words for those who have forgotten
the feeling and sensing being of play and wonder of a child
and have lost
EmoTioNs and SenSes
and FeeLinG and SenSing them
sAMe and stronger as waves of an
ocean go in and out and expand shores
iN A life of joy and wonder same.. that is all
innate.. instinctual and intuitive for the eYes oF
heARt and spiRit that come all natural out iN a mix
of BaLanCinG miNd and BoDy soUL.. i am often sadened
when Fundamentalist Christians in my area ask me why i dance
spontaneously in public.. while they stilt their children’s dance down
in the Walmart aisles.. and at church in the pews where the words of
the priest are neither reaching them for joy or play.. yes.. my friend..
society/church has snuffed out the kingdom of God within us that is
the wonder in a joy of DancE and SonG in moving.. connecting
and creating naturally with each other in a socially cooperative
naked forage for life from birth to death.. where the child
and the elder dancing togEther are equal prizes
iN a joy of liFe after the dance and
sing of forage is done..
and you see..
when the buttoned
up folks from Europe immigrated
to this continent wanting to escape a
Manufactured Monarchy of God by greed in
hoarding grain in silo humans jealous for those
who have more than giving and sharing they found
a Native American who danced freely and wildly and
naked lovingly around campfires of moonlit God nights
toGeThER aS oNe WiTh God with no separation.. they called
them animals instead of seeing them as the real wild and free
loving children of God they were.. they called them savages as
they wore few clothes.. they killed them mercilessly and had
a great challenge as these folks did not fight back in
straight line regimented fashion.. they fought
as Lions or what they named as savages
for their rights to wild and free and love..
there is Karma for this my friend
that is self-fulfilling
and that is
who would take increasing
freedoms away if they could..
minions of monarchies they are
and they come in many fashions..
but the common denominator my friend
is they follow a most despicable leader who
would abuse the weaker for power and status…
i was hoping in the last three years that i could dance enough
to entice these minions in my Northwest Florida area to change
them into children again.. and what i find my friend.. is it is only
the children who even see me.. and young adults now before they soon
reach a forty hour a week job and the liGht is slowly extinguished
from their heARt.. SpiRit and SoUL.. and the child dies inside. in
what has become a mechanical cognition robot way of life.. and
yes that comes in school too of course but at least tHeRE
is flesh and blood contact between human beings
at recess and lunch.. if there is any recess at all..
anyway.. seriously.. if i could have convinced
them to dance.. just a hundred thousand..
or so.. perhaps the most despicable
leader ever to arise in
the US would
have no longer
taste suitable to
joy of a child my friend.. and
i could have helped to change
the course of history.. but sure.. on the
other hand.. i wouldn’t have the dark muse
to write this.. i guess.. and eventually do whatever
it is that God has me doing this for incessantly from wake to sleep..
anyWay.. i’m not the go to guy.. just the how to guy by example.. as
a Child of God
and Heaven on eARth
IS at hand now clearly
isreal full of play and joy..
and i do it witness it and scribe it as now goeS oN..
of how to
in clear view too..
Hmm.. that was interesting..
heHe.. @lEast for me.. and
now to one Macro-Verse Memory
today and i will say there IS A festive
feeling in the sky as empath’s like me who
are alWays on Vacation can feel the EmoTioNs
and SeNSes of oThers in the metro area as this
ain’t no normal hump day.. this is Turkey Cooking
day and the excitement in the air for the deer hunt
coming is almost palpable as i continue a SonG inside
of brick walls here.. and sure.. the kids will be getting out
of school early where half a day is even joy.. and yes.. thinking
about it brings more joy too.. as i once lived in a zoo and prison same too..
anyway ‘Loving Living in the Milky Way’
from two years ago here..
write on topic as it were
and still is too.. as hey
heaven is fun
you are currently
inhabiting that place
within brick walls or not..;)
And yes.. a Macro-Verse short enough to fully quote here too..
i love living in North Florida..
where at least for me..
long pants are never necessary…
place where a human who takes care of their health..
enough to un-domesticate themselves..
PERFECTLY ADAPTED TO…
BUT A BEAUTIFUL TAPESTRY OF LIFE..
AND INANIMATE CREATION IS THE NATURAL
BUT IT WASN’T ALWAYS THAT WAY…
There was a time.. when chronic stress and fear aka anxiety
Stole my life from me..
IN ALMOST EVERY WAY…
SO MANY DISORDERS..
TO THE POINT..
Where truly i was no longer adapted to my environment…
All sensory input
was too much for a body grown foreign
And watching the movie
i think it is so sad..
that human beings do not more fully appreciate all the exquisite
ways we ARE ADAPTED TO THIS EARTH WhERE WE ARE PART
Some folks even think the natural world is evil..
And even our GOD GIVEN NAKED HUMAN BODIES…
AND SOME OF THESE SAME FOLKS..
believe we are here to dominate the earth..
OF GOD’s CREATION…
This land is NOT
JUST OUR LAND..
AND SO IS THE MILKY WAY!..;)
i am just a flesh and blood man..
AND THAT IS GIFT ENOUGH FOR ME..
that is employed
by more than you
in colors of sound that
“I still find each day too short
for all the thoughts I want to think,
all the walks I want to take,
all the books I want to read,
and all the friends I want to see.”
~~ John Burrough ~~
A Child who still lives..
You know it’s funny
i had a Sociology teacher
by name of Oldenburg.. oh
my God he was my age now then
and seemed.. oh.. so old and when
he spoke of living forever he said
live forever.. ha!
it’s safe to say
my friend.. he no longer danced..
if he ever did at all ‘tween the
Oh yeah.. and i had another
Sociology teacher who taught a class
iN Sociology of aging and she showed
photos of ‘seniors’ my age now in therapeutical
pools.. and there was
a girl in the class
about 25 years of
that her Frankie
well.. you see.. i wasn’t
only a Social Sciences Interdisciplinary
major.. i was also a Health Science and
Anthropology major.. obviously no high paying
job would come of this.. but i had already traveled
to both highest mania and deep deep depression so i was
more interested in surviving in balance than making money..
in other words.. the core of Maslow’s Hierarchy of development
at lowest levels
iN existence as Pyramid of
steps higher and higher..
apex of being human
born again as such as ‘they’ say..too..;)
Anyway.. i said boldly in class that if one
takes care of their balance and continues
a healthy exercise and diet well up into their
50’s there is no reason why they will not still feel
like a healthy youth at that point.. the teacher and some
of the students scoffed at me.. called me an idealist and even
a zealot.. hehe..
and some said
i should spend more
time in business classes to make
some bucks if i was ever gonna
get a job and a mate and stuff like that..
but the Frankie Avalon girl literally asked me
if i was Superman ’cause she was more interested in
what i was actually doing in a triple major while maintaining
three part time jobs to get through with about three hours of sleep
each night.. she was a dreamer who still had dreams.. i was a realist
Atlas and friends..
Lee.. back then..
hehe.. and now
i am a dreamer too..
oh.. what a mix of paradise that is now..
as i have my Frankie Avalon days still
now at age 56 at a Dance Hall not far from the Beach
every FucKinG Thursday NIGht Week coming into
the 136th week
‘you’ see.. being a realist
and dreamer is not enough
you have to get out there as Nike says
and just do it no matter what the FucK folks
say before not only do they name you Fool and Superman but Legend too..
SeriouSly.. my life is like
a movie that has too many
scenes for anyone
to tell the literal
true story but
me.. but isn’t
that how everyone’s
life is who has time to
reflect and live it more than ever before..
in Paradise and scribe the story as they go..
i am special
as i FucKinG worked
for Paradise as this is no
FucKinG gift or grace alone
and God IS A God of merit more..
to come true in
Trump Castles with
labels and no essence of joy within..
like Bibles and other books that outlaw Song and Dance..
in more vile ways..;)
“I searched into myself.”
~~ Heraclitus ~~
Yes.. that goes
without saying now..;)
“The world is full of burled and gnarly knobs
on which you can hang a metaphysical system.
If you must.”
~~ Edward Abbey ~~
A Realist and Dreamer
a dash and dance and song of doing..;)
“We should consider every day lost
on which we have not danced at least once.
And we should call every truth false
which was not accompanied by at least one laugh.”
~~ Friedrich Nietzsche ~~
and SonG of Free..
i seriouSly hope Nietzsche actuAlly danced
more than writ..:)
“If you can spend a perfectly useless afternoon in a perfectly useless manner,
you have learned how to live.”
~~ Lin Yutang ~~
“Every evil to which we do not succumb is a benefactor.”
~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~
i test myself
and find it makes
me much much stronger
highway to imbalance..:)
But usuAlly that only
fully exposed with the balance..;)
“You thought, as a boy, that a mage is one who can do anything.
So I thought, once. So did we all.
And the truth is that as a man’s real power grows and his knowledge widens,
ever the way he can follow grows narrower:
until at last he chooses nothing,
but does only and wholly what he _must_ do.”
~~ Ursula K. LeGuin, _A Wizard of Earthsea_ ~~
“Do not go gentle into that good night
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light”
~~ Dylan Thomas ~~
to last grasp oF liGht..
and one never
And don’t hold on too tiGht..;)
Happy Thanks Giving gigoid..:)
So i come iN full return fully aLive moving into
Thanks Giving day 2016..
after writing 12 million
words stARting that
venture to just
a tiny hair
of the worst pain
known to humankind
on Thanks Giving day of 2010..
yes.. type two trigeminal neuralgia
to be specific and precise again.. like
someone drilling your teeth without novocaine..
except.. in my case it was my right eye and ear as
burning hell beyond fire.. and yes for some idea of comparison
in what even related medical literature describes as a pain worse
than the torture of crucifixion but in my case no hanging from a
cross for three hours or three days.. 66 months.. wake to sleep wHeRE
almost 33 months came before i could use my eyes for any words at all to look
at or type then without intolerable pain.. as each word then was still a mountain
of pain both to look at and write.. and yes i come back to this album cover and song
as i had taken notice if it.. when about senior age in high school in ’78.. well after the
release date in ’67 that the stone bust of statue that was just some random
statue of a law enforcement officer out of John Lennon’s
yard as Bric-à-brac collected in high culture
way of life.. anyway.. the resemblance
to my long law enforcement
face with mustache
inherited i guess
did 46 years
in that profession
as life long vocation.. too..
caught my eye.. and was implanted
somewhere deep for years to come and rise
again.. after i rose as the actual professionals who
were taking care of me literally named my sudden recovery
as a miracle on or about July 22nd of 2013.. at least the psychotherapist
to a Catholic
kinda very very
high.. to be rid of that pain..
in technically what they name after
a 66 month dead zone of feeling almost
no emotion at all.. as a bi-polar high too..
no more than two hours of sleep from July
of 2013 to November of 2013.. until i visited a
farm and slept 8 hours soothed by the furry ones there..
and one of the first days.. i almost ran through 5 red lights..
Katrina brought to my attention.. and the song about the man
who was looking at lovely Rita and blew his brains out in a car
came on the radio as a stark warning to me in synchronicity way to come
down to earth if you want to really continue to live.. so sure.. anything can now
save our life.. poTEnTiALLy.. iF iT speaks to what needs to hear on the inside of
liFe now.. discount no source of life as savior as all can save.. dARk and liGht with
the proper ingredients of fortune mixed in.. so that album cover became a ‘little’ of a
special interest.. and coming to find that the Beatles as a group of actual human beings
were searching for enlightenment and awakening more than material goods only.. at that
point in their life.. appreciating all those in the fields of intellect and art in a lonely
hearts club band in struggle to bring greater liGhts of human Freedoms to other human beings..
and i started to think of myself as not only a resemblance of that statue but it as a symbol
of being resurrected from the previous dirt of ignorance and oppression and
repression of emotions and senses and the general robotic way the
rule making of society had brOught my life to that point
after 66 months in hell of total
Han Sleyes theory of
constant.. yes.. chronic severe
stress could eventually literally
kill someone as the cycle of that
destructive force lives on as science
now proves out in empirical way as well..
And i understood what reborn really meant..
and what hell and heaven and purgatory really
were ’cause by that point they just weren’t platitudes
in books of old.. they were isreal actual experiences of
my life and suddenly so many things in life made total
sense/feel where before they were just vague platitudes
and empty shells
from sages of ages
gone by that suddenly
arrived all for me at one now
then.. yes.. i was turned on fully
alive again.. phoenix riSinG from
the ashes born again.. like the parts
of a book and books actually attempt to
relate for hiGher and more viable isreal human potential
now.. not after death.. now.. where heaven is at hand now juST now..
i arrived and BaLAnCinG iT aLL was all that was left.. sure.. i could have
continued to enjoy it alone and just dance my way around without scribing
what would come neXt.. but a little bird.. a holy spirit inside said.. upload this
soUL and share it with otHeRs as you’ve been to hell and this IS A Heaven continuing..
a share in any attempt aT all to help anyone else at aLL to find a spArk of any kind
to come to this place iSReaL now.. many lonely heARts club folks have pitched
in to help me find this place.. and all those heARts and SpiRits and
soULs live in once what was a alabaster stone
statue buried away
so this is what i do
i give thanks and give more..
as Heaven and Paradise here is too
life is more
than food.. life
is magic when fully iSREaL
when stone statues rise in color aGain..
and do tHeir best to turn oTheRS on too..:)
So.. sure.. i’m still in the sAMe
bedroom.. by the same
window.. except for
now 24 inches
and my eyes
can tolerate the
liGht and my ears
only wish i could play
this song louder as my ear
buds won’t go up any higher
and i wouldn’t wanna bother Katrina
in the other room in front of her best
friend it seems for now
said to Moses
in that old testament
movie with Charleston
Heston when his durable
wife traded notes with the perfumed
woman of before.. his God took her
man away from her.. and it’s kinda like
that hear.. but anyway.. like Spock says
sometimes the needs of the many outweigh
the needs of the few.. but i do love that woman
or i’d never be alive to serve the Master of God
and Nature same with all my Luke Hot heARt.. spiRit SinGing
higher now nigher as soUL and Body BaLanCinG moRE as
instrument more of God that even huMan being more it seems
days too.. now..
so yeaH it’s been
kind of a record year
as coming to this 12 milLion
words in these 6 years this last
year of 2016 started with a GodsUniVerse
Novel at 41K words then GodsUniVerseNovel2
at 51K words.. then GodSuniVerseNovel3 at 338,630 words
and after that it was 9 chapters at “Book oF Ten Sixteen” with
144,244 words at the fourth book.. culminating in a total of 12 chapters in
in the fifth book named.. “New Testament oF Eleven iN HeaVen ‘SiXteen”
at 181,221 words which IS A technical edition of three more chapters than
came the month before that and i noted a 42 months of witness for
God on September 11th.. 2016 since the 10th of March in 2013..
when i sTarted this whole blog adventure iN and as
Witness for God oF Nature that came weighing
in at lEast 3.3 million words by that 911
day in 2016.. as the sixth book
whole as such..
SonG oF mY
on the other
two longer lived
Blogs too.. and sure
one could name this
a 16th chapter too.. this
“12 MilLioN Thanks Giving Words
of 2016”.. And another entire book too..
of over 200K words but better yeT put
a milestone of a 7th books of an entire
12 MiLLioN words as ALL liFe experience truly IS A Book oF liFe..
a record year to me..
and so much more fun
with zero contingencies
7th book 7th
seal what ever you call iT it’s heAR..
And now for sun
DancES when FReED..:)
WeLL.. at this point
after a quick jaunt
to see what’s going on
at dVerse for tHeir Tuesday
prompt on City niGht liGhts.. there
are only 12 liNks noW and.. i reAlly
like my FriEnd Kim there as she alWays
seems to recognize my humanity when i
visit her with poetic comments with at least a like
or smiley face.. and surely tHeRE are soMe barren
deserts.. i have been to as far as reciprocal social communication..
goeS and she is the current prompt maker for Tuesdsay in poet style..
but hey.. to reAlly
iT like you
do in school..
with few rewards
and even almost zero
affirmation or even nay saying
aS it’s not everyone that writEs a
continuous free verse poetry novel on the go..
hehe.. yeah.. it’s kinda like the Walrus.. to truly
explore the extanTs of creativity one must free associate
as many different factors.. variables.. and unnamables to get
to the crux of
in new frontiers
of inner UniVerse
of being human as Rod
Serling might still say and do..
oh.. what a social critic he was and
sort of misanthropic too.. and to tale the
trUth i have yET to lose all hope in the human
race or otherwise what good would it be to do my
best in my own ‘little’ effort to help out.. so.. here i go..
at this point.. 12 liNks sounds like a breeze.. not sure how
iT will fiT iN WiTh the Song but iF i listen to iT while i read
it wiLL likely
is a city
niGht seen from
space as the liGht
of Human becomes dArker
in replacing sunliGht with electronic
bulbs of whatever they are noW making
those things out of Now attached to brick
and mortar and steel and such structures..
i’m not much for height or skyscrapers.. i’m
more down to earth with cat paws glued to sand
the less i can
liGht uP a Super
WalmARt or a Dance
Hall at niGht in liGht
WiTh more than those bulb
constructs of and in buildings at night
and cities of human made liGht same..
hmm.. A light is generated from within..
hall.. same even
Super Walmart now
with Turkeys lining uP to STiLL be bOught..;)
are nice but here
not as colorful as beach
niGhts.. what i really love
mosT iS diatoms
sAlt water of
sand exists beyond
toes to dreAms of
humans togEtheR mOre..:)
just a note here..
i remember a deep
sadness on Christmas..
actually a jealousy in
the dead zone days.. where
my mother had lined cards
up from all her friends over the
years and that was missing conspicuously
from the mantle of
yeah.. sure.. perhaps
it’s a woman thing
and not a man
thing to have
when girl ones find husbands
and move on as such.. and life goes
on.. anyway.. i write greeting cards every
wHeRE i go.. just ’cause i can.. and trUly
they come from heARt wHether the stranger
sees me as the friEnd i see them
as or not..
do it for the doing
with never a reward
i choose to pass..
folks in Fredmark way..;)
DArk roads passing by college
dormitories lit up with students
warming each other
small town way..
peanut butter sandwiches
munched in car to survive..
oh.. i wanted
in a larger
of the human race much
more.. just me then and
A 11 year old Ford Maverick
in colder cloudy November nights/days
there in parking lot.. with crumbs
vinyl mats colder
skies of grey
of car liFe school..:)
oF all the worlds
shine acCoss the
sky.. no depths of limits
as far as eYeS can see..
or are they
land.. so.. far…
Well.. my friEnd..
considering i just
used A day in the
life for a muse of
just another free verse
line in a day of me.
i’ll go with
as my guess on
wHere this bench
and cobbled sidewalk
of historial significance
winds on as street liGhts
shimmer stones of memories more…
seriouSly.. iF all
news becomes muse..
it’s hard to be disappointed
dArk liGhts new..;)
midnight city taste..
sMiLes.. i grew up
on the shore of a river
downtown where a five and dime
was the meeting place then..
with a river
walk.. a place noW
of bands and mingling
red state folks in Summer
and even fall Now too..
lights and stores..
bottom lines.. nice to see
people now togetHeR.. further
than a Walmart and Mall Aisle..far..;)
vampires of the
night in spirit escaping
broad day light oF eYes
that no longer stand A Sun..
i literally was
one of those
years before.. my
the ability to
the worst pain known
to mankind.. tolerated as
hell.. type two trigeminal
neuralgia from wake to sleep
for 66 months total.. in real hell here..
3 am.. the only time i went out when all was
quiet.. and street liGhts lit eYes behind sHades
like the noon day sun.. what i did lEArn then
was no longer
any place outside
otHer than dARk..
how happy i was
to extinguish now
more as the blind and
deaf in pain lEArn to see inside..:)
i must say..
i would love
to see the Eiffel
tower all lit up at
crooked.. i gotta
get out of here and
straighten those towels across
the bathroom wall..
and no.. i’m
God.. she keeps me in line2..
sMiLes.. can relate
they say a life long condition..
not technically detected until
my late 40’s..
in an emergency
room.. they could
find no blood pressure
for me too.. it was a bit
of a religious
at 21.. then..
for them at least.. hehe..
but wasn’t much fun in a real way
later in life when i almost did not recover.. with a side
of total exhaustion to exacerbate the symptoms then..
interestingly.. aspects of it do mimic Addison’s disease..
and for me dancing like an Olympic athlete with strength
in symptoms now..:)
LiGhts of Christmas
niGhts before A Sun
makes a three day sTall
in the sky and moves toward
A liGht of Easter and SprinG
sAMe of new and floWerRinG liFe
more after fAll and
bRing oF beauty more..
City liGhts of liFe SpRing2..
Other than that
Hi.. Lynn.. nice to
see you at the end aGain..
celebrating my 16th chapter in 2K..sixteen..
of a 7th book totaling 12 million words tomorrow..
giving thanks more..
in 6 years..
i DancE and SinG oN..:)
sMiLes.. if tHere
was anyway i could
explain the office
politics of night
cat he would
just shake his
head and say
head and say..;)
i most often find
as a dragon
i get so
dances when i
drag no fair maidens off into the
and on top of that
my wife IS A fairest of them all..
of this i can
prove in broad band online..;)
And as ending note here as i consume
all twelve links as poet dragons will..
i trust no
lust and or
free verse aS Such..;)
5:08 pm 11232016..:)
Ha!.. guess.. i’ll go first..
first of all i have an actual
Syndrome named Asperger’s..
diagnosed at age 47.. only as
a side note of physical illnesses and
such at that age coming from severe
and chronic 2 year fight or flight stress..
yes.. for 2 years or so in the work place..
somewhat common these
days as multi-tasking
per efficiency.. humans
as tools has now become
a new age rule.. anyWay..
repetitive restrictive special
interests.. is a natural routine of that
syndrome.. and for me it’s a numbers
game as you may have guessed by now
already.. hehe.. moving from 18 years at the
same job at a Bowling Center.. part of 25.. working
for the government and eventually moving up a ladder
to the stress part of that and watching children grow up before
from baby to having children age then in a cheers like environment
where a significant portion of the population of the town could recognize
me as the Bowling Alley guy.. 8 years in college for 4 degrees.. before the
5th.. actually.. with kindergarten and 12 years before the 1st Associate’s degree..
Bowling Alley routine.. hey.. yep.. any job will do better than none.. haha.. and
then a close to 33 month stint without effective use of eyes and ears to
get mostly shut in like the Hunch Back of Notre Dame with the worst
pain known to humankind that went 33 months more after i started
writing one word coming to 12 million online today.. as this is
the day i celebrate that 6 year routine and numbers too.. and
yes.. another routine i picked up was responding to every
single post Prajakta has written in about 2 and
a half years now.. after meeting her
writing on dVerse.. as i enjoy
the fact that she writes
every time i come here
that broadens my understanding
about how she looks at life as a young
professional woman working in India..
where i find from my online adventures
that these people living there i meet in broad band way..
are almost always nice without fail.. could have something
to do with tHeir overall respect for nature.. as the monkey roams
free.. hehe.. too.. over there.. not so much over here.. and that is
kinda sad as dominate nature is kinda the rule of routine here..
ugh.. as the smoke stacks continue to pollute the air.. not
as much.. at least.. what else.. well that’s probably
enough as you know
but for now
Happy days here..
alWays a pleasure
to visit my friEnd from
India.. Prajakta.. and i like
the way that names sounds
as it seems so so original.. too..
and of course PS.. dance walking about
6500 miles now in 39 months every place
i go in public where mostly the entire metro
area has totally forgotten i was the bowling
alley guy and am now called the dancing guy.. life is good..
like Forrest Gump says too.. if you saw that movie..
life wHeRE the flow goes..
as just another routine dances and sings..
as i ready for my 136th dance week tonight
with all the cool college age folks here
in the metro are dance hall.. and
add to my collection of
over a thousand
dancing with me around
3 AM iN new age selfie style too..
as a feather continues to get around..
in somewhat super epic
Style.. thanks.. for giving.. i needed
this prompt today.. iT fits wRite iN.. as routines do..;)
(also a very
i am too..;)
What better day than
Thanks Giving for family
memories.. Father and Mother
back in ’59 marriage.. And Grandmother
on Mother’s side at age 56.. yes ..my age now
in image below.. on
the left on her river
front home in Down
Town Milton with
on his right here at age 47..
and my Father at age 27 in both
photos and Mother at age 24.. marriage
ages for both back in ’59.. in Down Town Milton..:)
No doubt.. an after
Saint Rose Catholic
Church photo.. somewhere
around 7 or 8 years old
with Mother of
at 6 or 7.. and
my Mother’s first
Ford Fairlane car
in the background on
River Front home and
i wasn’t quite what one might
name as photogenic back in those
looking at the
camera it seems..
anywhere but and that
issue wasn’t over then..
of the Forest
like spectrum as such..;)
See.. i told ya so..
while i have no problems
smiling at a selfie..
‘a little more’
someone else takes the photo..
for this Thanks Giving Day photo..
at her apartment..;)
And.. finAlly.. a somewhat
Nuclear Family photo
2016.. hmm.. as now
i ready for Thursday Night
Metro Dance Celebration with
all the Cool Turkey Day folks
at old Seville Quarter
for the 136th week..
Macro Verse for “12
MilLioN ThanksGiVinG Words 2016”..
after a long day visiting Katrina’s family
too.. with a few photos coming of that too
in the coming Macro-Verse iF it
gets finished before
with more photos of that
coming around 3 am in the
wee hours of bLack
goeS oN tHEre..
i’d rather juST SinG and DancE..
keep on keepinG on whiSpeRing a
messAGe of more.. sounding a horn
or such as celebration at the end
and the beginning
as ending trivia
note at the of my
second grade year
at a Catholic Private School
in Tallahassese.. they voted
me Wittiest Boy and i had no idea
what Witty meant then in metaphor
ways.. as i sWear.. bEinG a clown cAme
all natural to me..
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