USLOVE NoW

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Immigration is such a beautiful ‘thing’.. overall.. as
tonight there is no A team of Charlie’s Angels Present
and in the past there has been Hispanic Charlie’s Angels
as Trio of Angelic Dancing women.. and tonight.. yes.. University
of West Florida.. Asian Charlie’s AngelS in celebration of the Court’s decision
for the United States to remain a part of the free world sTiLL.. as ‘he’ better take
care of
my
Muslim
Angel Women
too.. if he knows and
feels and senses what is Good
for him in Beatitudes way.. per say of
Matthew.. Chapter 5.. verses 1 through
11 pluS as even Yellow Boy is uPon on
those Verses when he is not resting his
head on the Bible.. hehe.. as he
studiously has drawn
my attention
tonight
to Chronicles..
Chapters 28 and 29..
all about war and every day
historic stuff.. kinda boring overall..
really.. like any history book removed from present
of noW.. aLL SonG and DAncE.. Free Verse aS Such..
anyWay.. these Asian Charlie’s Angels are just adorable..
i would adopt ’em all if i could.. have to ask the Katrina first..
of course.. hehe.. but anyway they are so cute as every time they
pass by me now they hi-five me.. and haha.. sometimes we miss hands
aS even though i can dance and dance and dance.. sometimes.. i miss the hi-five..;)

http://freeversenudepoetry.blogspot.com/2017/02/revolution-orange-love-2017-free-verse.html

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Repeat of a micro expression poetic
response in what i name as MicroMicroVerse
as part of a larger MicroVerse and still larger
MacroVerse that is now arriving number 746 for
Ocean Whole 3.3 Million plus word longest long form
poem in the Google History of Humankind.. hehe.. i do
this copyright free so it will never be published for money as far
as i can see for now.. and sure.. 30,000 pages plus now as Micro
Soft Word says it will take to relate in actual hard copy pages is
more tree than i for one care to kill.. including any dollar bills that
make trees associated with THaT.. but i am fortunate.. financially
independent and no.. not filthy rich.. just have what i need as far
as dEvil green bLack dollar bills to get through life with the
wife free.. but am i rich in SpiRit.. WeLL.. leT’s jusT
say.. iF a huWoManiFesTaTioN of God can
Dance And Sing tHeRE is more
than an iNfiniTy oF A sMiLe now
of God that attempts
to relate that essence
of constant joy and bliss
and nirvana iN the Heaven
of wRiTe NoW.. Believe it
or not RiplEys’ and Horatio’s
sAMe.. and oh yeah.. moving
now to the 75th MacroVerse sAMe2
as i keep the numbers all lined uP
in soMe juSTificATioN oD order iN
HoLY and SacREd SymBoLs FuLL
of mY co-created Meaning and Purpose
WiTh GoD FReED iN and as mE noW..Now
yes.. now.. the 75th MacroVerse of “Nether Land
Bible 2017”.. started then on Memorial Day of 2016
and running through the wRite oF Now.. and with the
74th.. “SuPerTRamP2”.. MacroVerse.. added in on what is
now about the size oF A one and a half King James version
old age Bible aS Such.. yes.. precisely now empirically measured
nOw by WordPress ongoing and documented word count as totaling
after each MicroVerse held NoW in MacroVerses with grand total at the
end as such.. this little liGht of miNeD that is not only an ongoing 42 month
plus witness and testament for the God aLL as oF MoTheR NaTurE TrUE
liGht plUs as Ocean WhOle Poem and SonG of MY SoUL too as the entire
Word Press Blog started at the end of August 2013 in publish way of very first
MacroVerse then.. with Pre MacroVerses coming since publish of the first Blogger
Blogs on 3.10.13 coming up on 48 months celebration of four years too.. “Nether
Land Bible 2017” arriving now at 1,126,571 words as of last 74th MacroVerse now..
just another day of now and
another bible to write.. muses
come from all over the place as
inspiration liGht and TrUe overflows
as Global SoUL of HUman and noW the
rest of Nature plus all that is aka God now
so.. i repeat.. Now.. a small MicroMicroVerse from
Poet Friend and Angelic liGht-like Administrator.. Lillian
from the dVerse Team who now is in life for the love oF
it and not prove anything to anyone else as Love for aRt
and sure.. Poetry and Visual images of her life too.. so
yes.. we get along.. juSt fine.. as i come and go theRE
frEE iN GiVe and Share as
i repeat here more too..:)

SMiLes.. friEnd.. Lillian..
birth here and birth not
tHeRE IS A requirement
foR A HiGhest office..
A test
for
heARt
could go
a long way
to prevent
A World
War III..
isn’t it amazing
how little our entire education
system teaches oF heART..
A iNner UniVerse
oF EmoTioNs
thaT
alWays
rules
the world..
and sure.. US..
individuals.. too..
wHeRe A first Grader
could ace a test of soul
and spiRit more than
old McDonald’s ClOwn
riSinG uP now wiTh A
Broken Cheney heART..:)

Lillian returns with
…a test of heart..heart emoticon…
I like that. To learn compassionate listening.

And i say..

Hello.. friEnd.. Lillian.. one
Of the best things about being an outcast.. for those who seek victory over vengeance and do not become a bully.. is.. tHeRe is little choice but to listen.. also.. the advantage i had as a non-verbal Autistic child until age 4.. i heard the God as Nature speak first.. at 3.. within.. finding the Best friEND Begin with no end.. SMiLes..:)

And in arriving at dVerse i find their open link night prompt
and Grace.. an administrator who doesn’t really get the
scope of what i was/am ever doing as Long Form Poem
in doing art a new way.. like the other go by
the book poets tHeRe and that is okay..
as some folks are naturally more
closed minded in the forms
of yesterday and today
as that comes
from a
Crystalized
kind of intelligence that
is fostered by modern cultures
in created standard IQ way to generate
nice little cogs in a machine to keep the creature
comforts in excess for society coming so little men
with little soul can line their penthouses sTiLL with empty
chalice Gold.. butt.. you see.. tHeRE are expanded horizons
too.. of fluid intelligence and even studies show that non-verbal
children with so-called Autism.. even exceed their so-called Neuro
typical counterparts in Fluid Intelligence by Adult age simply for the
reason of use it or lose it.. become crystalized facts of that past or now
dance and sing a new song that has never been done or heard before..
even one complex enough away from Twitter Verse that even technology
has a hard time keeping up with just one small little non-verbal boy’s eventual
fruition of fluid intelligence.. you see the God of Nature is fluid intelligence far beyond
verbal intelligence alone.. Fluid Intelligence is art and Crystalized intelligence is science
to use juST anoTher PoeTic Metaphor to describe a little more of life than has been recorded
before.. and that’s the way it is with love.. some folks enforce God in chains of books oF old
and some folks Force Feed God into marriage ownership papers and restricted clothes
taking God away from Nature in HUmans now.. too.. tHeRE IS A KinD of Love
that is courAge and aGApe Love that owns no human and only
seeks to BrinG a sMiLe to God’s Facebook NoW.. you see
tHeir are Billions of faces on God’s Facebook now that
could use a smile.. and last night as shared with
the wife when a couple of very nice..
likely somewhat Lesbian and
at least Bi-Sexual African
American women came to
dance.. with healthy size
butts to be very Frank as far
as child bearing hips go.. a selfie
was shared and a butt came next
for a bootie dance and after the dance
got somewhat of a rise per se from me
in all natural muse of what goes down and
up all natural of course as god’s rules free..
she smiled at me and went on her slow dance
way with her girl friend next.. thing is.. it’s a lot more
pleasant than rules that take human away in dARk of
NiGht WiTh soULs and HeaRts and SpiRits as MiNd
and BoDy BALanCinG soUL wHEre the wHOle enChiLdA
of God is Holy and Sacred full of meaning and purpose with
a Butt worth sharing with a man who loves to dance a SonG
of Hope and Love and Unity more than Separation and Fear
and hate.. she joined her butt with me.. as i and Shakira say..
Hips don’t lie and neither does God when free.. all consensual
aS Such for jusT another Cheap thrill.. as birds fly Land SinG HiGher..
So.. A Song Shared by Grace from dVerse that was written back in
1962 and used as a poem to celebrate the newness of President
Obama’s inauguration of hope and love over fear and hate..
AgaPe Faith is Love for aLL as Unity oNE.. the Good
Cop Jesus way and the same Golden
Rule that has been revised
with the same
essence
throughout
all human
ages of the sAGes
as LonG as HeARt’s
beat and Baby’s got Butt..:)

https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/praise-song-day

Praise Song for the Day

“Each day we go about our business,
walking past each other, catching each other’s
eyes or not, about to speak or speaking.

All about us is noise. All about us is
noise and bramble, thorn and din, each
one of our ancestors on our tongues.

Someone is stitching up a hem, darning
a hole in a uniform, patching a tire,
repairing the things in need of repair.

Someone is trying to make music somewhere,
with a pair of wooden spoons on an oil drum,
with cello, boom box, harmonica, voice.

A woman and her son wait for the bus.
A farmer considers the changing sky.
A teacher says, Take out your pencils. Begin.

We encounter each other in words, words
spiny or smooth, whispered or declaimed,
words to consider, reconsider.

We cross dirt roads and highways that mark
the will of some one and then others, who said
I need to see what’s on the other side.

I know there’s something better down the road.
We need to find a place where we are safe.
We walk into that which we cannot yet see.

Say it plain: that many have died for this day.
Sing the names of the dead who brought us here,
who laid the train tracks, raised the bridges,

picked the cotton and the lettuce, built
brick by brick the glittering edifices
they would then keep clean and work inside of.

Praise song for struggle, praise song for the day.
Praise song for every hand-lettered sign,
the figuring-it-out at kitchen tables.

Some live by love thy neighbor as thyself,
others by first do no harm or take no more
than you need. What if the mightiest word is love?

Love beyond marital, filial, national,
love that casts a widening pool of light,
love with no need to pre-empt grievance.

In today’s sharp sparkle, this winter air,
any thing can be made, any sentence begun.
On the brink, on the brim, on the cusp,

praise song for walking forward in that light.”

– Elizabeth Alexander

And now i say.. there are no words
iN DancE oF liGht otHeR than Love.

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/02/09/boogie-wonderland-of-jesus/

And noW as i find myself a full five MacroVerses
behind again in back up share of around 75K words
or so.. on three Facebook pages including a personal
one that will arrive at a copy and paste of about a quarter
of a million words in just another day of life now as i continue
to art my HeARt.. spiRit and SoUL Free.. Free verse desires
no form of past.. free verse flows without Mechanical cognition
worry.. in short.. a Free verse Dance and Song of LIfE has no rules
butt free Love to MoVe.. CoNnecT.. Co-Create WiTh GoD as Love
iN FloW iN ZoNe as LoVE FlYs HiGher and HiGher as a puzzle whole
Masterpiece tapestry oF GoD verse more.. as UniVerse continues now to
expand.. within.. inside.. outside.. above.. so below and all around.. juSt
do it is what i do.. oh.. the sun is shining outside to lure me out in Azure
February SprinG oF LA Lower Alabama Florida State oF Flowers
year ’round Panhandle way.. be back.. with the mechanical
cognition of that sooner or later but now Sand
and Sun Dance coMes again as
God has a feeling
and sense
for and
as me
within continuing
with no words beyond
fEat of feet that love gRains of
sand of God no less and even more
than just one grain below above so free..
And with that sAid.. one MacroVerse to share
from three years ago.. with a repeat of 316 words
when i was doing my best to bring a little liTe then to the
scientists at the “wrong planet”.. including the fundamentalist
Christian who this little letter was addressed to then.. the difference
in a scientist and a fundamentalist religious person at core is really sAMe
now@aLL.. Crystalized intelligence rules over Holy SpiRit Fluid Intelligence
IsReaL that goes by no words of before.. other than appreciation of what is doinG to
this point now.. with a country road that never ends with flowers of God blooming
new at the
beginning
of now
sTiLL..
a little disappointed
that the copyright police
erased the youtube song of
Fantasy i shared before for that..
butt that is the price of selling the copyright
of a person’s soul to a suit of publishing sAMe..
My art is naked and my soul is not for sale.. simply
’cause i share and give for free.. and no one will put a price
tag
on
Free..
it takes work
butT it is not for
sale here.. only
give and share and
it’s sad tHeRE is not
a Universal Income provided
so artists don’t have to starve
and can keep painting a masterpiece
of GoD GroWinG to give and share an Art
oF LoVe NoW thAT liGhts spiRiT oF heARt and
miNd and Body BaLanCinG soULs as Super Novas
WiLL do as multi-chambered Nautilus UniVerse oF GoD wHole
ever
expanding..
no beginning
or end only now
ever expanding more free..
in what could be named as
both Fantasy and a metaphor
liGht reLaTinG to A Good Cop Jesus
named too as “Boogie Wonderland of Jesus”..:)

Well.. Oldavid..

and

GREAT

CREATIVE

user name..

by the way..

at least with human beings

and the power of the ‘Quantum Mind’

that ENTROPY WORKING IN REVERSE THINGY

is possible within the span of one lifetime..

and I have conclusive case study evidence..

at least in MY CASE.. for IT…

LIFE IS A WONDERFUL GIFT

for those folks who live it that way..

as it can either be LITERAL

Heaven on this earth

or

Hell…

i choose heaven

and ALL THERE IS

IS

NOW..

SO

EVERYTHING

NOW

IS COMPLETE

ABOUT MY LIFE…

Ah.. the power of HUMAN

RELATIVE FREE WILL..

PRACTICED IN NOW…

THERE IS NOTHING QUITE LIKE IT

FOR THOSE who truly exercise IT now…

Oh.. and here is the case study evidence

thoroughly examined and evidenced.. empirically so…

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/02/09/quantum-mind-unleashed/

And you friend.. helped me do it.. in your own inspirational way..

as i gain inspiration from all folks.. no matter WHAT THEY SAY OR DO…

i AM IN CONTROL.. with my own will.. relatively speaking, of course…

i MASTER ENTROPY WITH MY MIND and body balance…

Perhaps that is a BOLD STATEMENT

BUT IT IS FACT..

EVIDENCED AS SUCH.. in the case study.. linked above…

And there was a so-called prophet named Jesus

who promised that human beings

CAN JUST DO IT..

IF THEY

set

their minds

and bodies

in balance TO IT…

HE.. OR WHOMEVER write THOSE WORDS

IN THE NT IS/ARE correct.. undoubtedly SO…

When it comes to human nature..

and Universal truth.. ah..

the world across

distance and space

IS a small small

world of WONDER.

AND IT’S oh so nice to live.. tHere…

For me at least.. It’s BOOGIE WONDERLAND…

And THAT my friend is an extra kool place TO BE..

Even at age 54.. wHere entropy IS NO PROBLEM AT ALL…

Perhaps back then.. it went down like ‘this’..

Hmm.. at least in the early 70’s…

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Facebook Friend Rafiah..
and fellow Poet Blogger
shares a status in bed..

Happiness is listening this
with high definition speakers
and at this hour of night and
being all comfy in bed. #lifefeelsgoodfornow

i stop by just to say..

MuSiC IS A
FUse
For
MUse.. eXpanDed
SonG…
A MoVe
For DancE
oF LiGht.. LiFe..
OtHEr than thAt.. Nite Nite
Sweet friEnd
Rafiah.. WiTh
SNow Moon
Eclipse of
Planetary
PentaGram
AliGnment..
iN otHeR
Words..
Good NiGht..
Sleeeeep tiGht..;)

Rafiah sweetly
sings a lullaBy of..

Helllooooooooooooooooo Pal..:D

And i say for the end
of this special connection
of God when two or more people
come toGeTheR and make anoTheR
SPArK oF God Verse come to LIGht
as the most holy and sacred
meaningful and purposeful
experience of liFE
as God’s
liGht
loves to reach
out and not be
held in walls
of isolation
away
from
liGht
wHeRe
dARk closets
DancE and SinG away from
Love as i am so blessed to express
this in words as gift and practice of liGht
WiTh GoD within but it matters not as the
FeeLinG and SeNsinG LoVe in connection
of God is what counts.. whether gleam of
eYe of Pure WhiTE Love or a bootie
dance that doesn’t last nearly
as long as pure white
Love but surely
sets the
stage
for
what
comes next..
and that’s the thing as the
wife said yesterday when the male
strippers came by to entertain the
audience on the Ellen show and the same
thing the so-called red-neck ladies said in
Milton when we witnessed them stand up and
scream at the end of that movie.. Magic Mike XL..
“someone is gonna get some tonight and it’s gonna be me”..
thing is.. as any Elton John Song goes it’s thaT thE Love that counts
and SpRinGS LIFE iN creativity and productivity whether in Love song
between an older man and a younger woman as just friends who will never
even likely see each other’s flesh in the skin as it is ‘against the law’ to even hold
hands with a ‘strange man’ over there.. and that is okay as it is the love inspired in
us by others that makes liGht expand and the Love that Rafiah and so many others
inspire in me becomes written art as a sParK oF liGht and Love for the neXt connection
of God to come as Nature isREAL and best as pure liGht and all of the places as origin too
now.. so anyway.. i do say in return to Rafiah
the folloWinG wordS heAR..

WinKs..
Dance and
SinG wiTh
Me in yoUr
DreAms..:)

Thing is.. my wife is not afraid
of the Love i share with others..
she is shy about many things but
not about love given and shared..
as the couple who watcheS even porn
together tends to stick togEther not much
different than listening to a totally clothed Elton John song..
it doesn’t matter what the sexual orientation of a person is either
as just imagine how many babies in some little way the Elton John’s
of this world and the Magic Mike’s and the Marilyn Monroe’s.. and Lord
kNows if you live where i do.. the faux professional wrestlers have fathered.. in
some
little
way.. as
a baby of productivity
and creativity oF LIGht
as HUman MUse.. we are
all connected in so many ways..
those who would separate that
simply do not experience a full fuse
and muse with God as sPaRk of New verses
in so many ways when two humans come togEther for liGht..:)

What next.. oh yeah.. Rafiah
shared another song
before that one
and said..

Speechless

And.. i respond..

i Love it when
Voice goes
Further than
Notes on
Page..
Like that
Most famous
Pakistan Singer
You share heRe.. Rafiah..:)

So yes.. this is like somewhat of
a reverse Haibun/Haiku/Fredbun/Fredku
and when i do Kung Fu it is FredFu too in
mY own way oF liGht WiTh God aLL sEt FReED…
NoW as A big pARt eXplains A sMall pArT wHOle..
And Rafiah is my famous Pakistan SingeR in case
it needs further ExPLaiNinG.. hehe.. no secrets..
in my
society
at least..
word
play
but Love ISReaL..:)

And no.. this is no wicked game..
as that song sayS on YouTube..
as True Pure White Love
has no walls
has no
divisions
is only
unity..
yes.. pure..
agape for all
of HUMAn and
NatuRE pLuS moRe..
bottom line.. tHeRe is no doubt..
no fear.. no jealousy.. no greed.. no fear
iN LoVE as PUrE LiGht.. and yes.. the Singer
of that from Croatia uses a similar free verse voice
technique in atonal quality beyond the notes of sheet..
as similar in ways that middle eastern thru east India
that tickles the ecstasy oF Brain and BoDy Vibration now
of Quantum metaphor oF unLeash and reLease as hUMan
HiGher poWEr oF aGApe that has no distance.. space or time..
beyond four and five dimensional.. a HeXaGRaM oF LiGht and to
be clear
that came
to me.. it neither
needs be right or wrong
iN terms of literal words..
but sure it is often ‘the source’
thaT kNows/feels/senses TrUtH and LiGht..
Too many people try to make Love into
a law and license.. when Love is onLY
Free
when
Free.. as Love IS A
Gift to give and share Free..
as again.. this is how God’s Universe
expands as stars and neurons sAMe as more
hUmans hold hands globAlly around the world
as free Love spReads and Trumps fear and hate..;)

And speaKing of free love.. of the non-verbal more sensual
Kind that spARks more of the pure white Love now that can/will too..
be a little higher and or lower too.. as Love goeS liGht and coloRed beYond Rainbows too..
yes.. the Facebook Algorithm share of Thursday niGht dance in full video slide sHow presenTation
And Facebook.. TG.. continues to change up the available theme music it provides as this
whole thing fits togeTheR very nicely.. i miGht/WiLL add aS oNe can and will understand
that the eYes of God and the Creative spiRit of heARt and MiNd and
BoDy BaLanCinG soUL is ConNecTinG as a global soUL..
Cosmic consciousness.. Christ consciousness
Buddha consciousness.. eTc.. eTc.. metaphors
for this HUman HIGher PoTenTiaL isREAL
when we HoLd Hands togeThER and
tear the walls that chain
love dOwn.. MaKinG
uP oF liGHt
that continues
to burn now
Star BriGhteR.. aS
iT aLL FiTs togEtheR
as beYOnd aLL iMaGINAtiON
And CreATiviTy in lone way as
we attempt to capture only a tiNY allone
pArt of God’s Masterpiece as PainTinG aLL..
wE.. bRushes worKinG togeTher for liGht.. or against.. as dARk..
And finAlly.. regarding the Video.. i literally had audience/dance members
screaming go go go.. keep it going… go go go go.. several times.. at lEast
as many in the SonG that went with the actual reaLiTy too… yA.. have to
understand if you ever can and will.. tHeRE is no real separation of HOLy
and Sacred and Meaning and Purpose oF LIFE as that is the pARt that
sadly most folks miss as they live this painting
of God with restraint
past
free
wheRE
the filters break
down and God breathes
and DanceS and SinGS aS oUR BeInG
aNew oF liGht Force reneWeD.. and that my
friEnds is a thousand mINd and BoDy full orgasms
dancing on a pin that never ends in what most folks
define
as an
in and
out ‘normal pin’
orgasm of LIFE iF
even thAT is experienced
from the lies of repressing
and oppressing all oF hUMan liGht..
the wicked game is stealing thE LiGht
thaT is traditionally what patriarchal culture
And no separation of church and state religions
do.. steal thE LiGht of God’s LiGht as Love in uS
all seNsual and FeeLinG to control.. subjugate.. and
dominate through the con-social powers of doubt.. fear..
and over all hate for anything that veers out of that cultural/
religious sand box of liFE.. Love is green.. Love liVes aLL FReED NoW..:)

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Social roles.. come.. and go..
and are most definitely
hard for let go…
when they
stay for
decades past..
A time oF same..
A time for change..
to create a social role
oF art most freeing of what i
for one say.. no bosses.. no slaves..
Art works for liGht and waves by past storms distress..
yes.. when life comes play and social role is no longer work..
And yeS.. even homemaker and maid for no pay at all.. a
greater
way
for free..
social role create..:)

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Facebook Friend Greg and
Co-worker for close to
decades in Military
Bowling Center Life
shares a female rendition
of ‘Scarborough Fair’ that sings only
to the impossible tasks of the female
to bring as soul mate to the male for true love..
And in essence this song is centuries old and perhaps
from an origin of an ‘Elfin Knight’ old Scottish Song
and perhaps pArt of why Free Mason real
Scotts men wear plaid skirts
while they play their
Bag Pipes oF Free..
instead of the female version i
will play the Simon and Garfunkel
version now with the female version
only left intact as lyrics below to relate..
while the echoes of tasks by each gender
sings true in version by Simon and Garfunkel..

per this verse.. in particular..

“Parsley was comfort, sage was strength,
rosemary was love, and thyme was courage.”

Anyway Greg starts
his Facebook Status
share with words that say..

“How many impossible tasks for our true love to bare?”

And he provides the female version lyrics as such..

“Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Yesterday holds memories in time
Remember me to the one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine

Tell her to think back upon younger days
Yesterday holds memories in time
And seek yonder crossroads where we parted ways
Then she’ll be a true love of mine

Tell her to follow the path to the shire
Yesterday holds memories in time
For there she’ll find her heart’s true desire
Then she’ll be a true love of mine

Tell her to come to the old willow tree
Yesterday holds memories in time
Where spirits of lost love yet whisper to thee
Thou art still a true love of mine

Tell her to gather three lilies of white
Yesterday holds memories in time
To place at my headstone, beneath the moon’s light
Then she’ll be a true love of mine
Forever she’ll be the one true love of mine”

And i say in return to Greg..

Reminds me of Jung’s archetypes of animus and anima
and the success of a tear in a beer country music.. in other
words.. the divine feminine repressed by ‘Big Daddy Trump’
And ya know what that leads to.. But seriously.. aS even
my psychotherapist and the Gnostic Jesus says.. trUe liGht
loVe liVes within as the animus or anima archetype
of opposites.. once attained.. complete.. whole..
single.. one.. doesn’t have to score noW aT
the bar and NoW in the back of pick-up trucks
And IS A confident draw for the opposite sex..
aT lEast that’s how ‘the theory’.. and case
study evidence.. goeS.. and eXplains
why so many women Love
A Jack Sparrow..
Or
a
‘Prince’..;)

So bottom lines is.. the ‘Elfin Knight’
Song and now more modern version used
in the movie the ‘Graduate’ with Dustin
Hoffman in the late sixties over the problem
with true love with the lyrics.. “Parsley was comfort, sage was strength,
rosemary was love, and thyme was courage.”.. is yes.. a sTiLL very esoteric
SonG for those afraid of the word occult that means the sAMe as eXploring
the iNner more hidden UniVerse of Humanity’s name relaTinG archetypal
human trUthS and liGhts that can only be put out by the cultural
illusions and lies of books that chain free in words from
the past.. so you might ask.. if you ever noticed..
why does Superman and Batman in
original stories wear Ballerina
tights and sHe man
briefs underneath
a cape of freedom’s
C O u R A G Efearless..
weLL.. iT is like those big
Scottish uplander men.. heHe..
like Sean Connery.. haHa.. yes.. the men
with bag pipes. cigars.. and pLaid sKirts.. they
understand thaT the Force of Divine Love of Comfort’s
Grace as Parsley and Rosemary of Love is what truly powers
Sage as Strength and thyme of Courage now the GreaTest for
Love is whole and never selfish.. and never greedy and jealous
for it is trUe Love liGht that one who seeks God whole within as Balance of
hUman Nature NoW and Nature’s Balance whole finds bliss and nirvana
and heaven
as the
present
of now..
you see.. if this whole
Trump business is not a ‘higher
up ruse’.. as how can a real billionaire be as much
of a fool as Trump rules.. not hardly it seems.. but
whaT thE wHole Trump Fiasco is proving if NOthing else
is the heartless.. empathy-less compassionate-less masses
have less as Katy Perry’s new song does relate… Love is nurtured
from ages 0 to 3 most by Unconditional Love.. take that away in any way
by a ‘Big Daddy’.. who is afraid that his son will become queer with grace
and love over warrior hunter and such as that.. or perhaps an electronic device
as substitute for Mother’s BrEast or whatever else takes away the power of TrUe
diViNe LoVe LIGht oF Feminine branch of humanity as the connections of love are lost
joining hands in the brain as neural connections and peptide receptors in trillions of
cell connections from head to toe.. as a sTar of LoVe fuLL or bLack whOle soUl groWing
empty oF FliGht as Love’s SonG trUe LiGht.. as the basic lesSon oF all existence appLies
appLes of use it or lose it is the way of God’s TrUe liGht dARk or Light as HUman
Nature rings liGhter as TrUth or dArKer as TrUth sAMe NoW.. we are
hUman.. God as Nature all is the God of use it or lose it..
put it off until a dirt nap and never
find
yoUr..
TrUe LoVe…
And sure.. the so-called
Gnostic Jesus lived in very
Patriachal area similar to mine
heAR in a New Jerusalem of a mill town
surrounded in a larger Metropolitan
region by 5 or so Military bases
that raise warriors to kill.. and
in the Old Jerusalem it
was seen as a
disgrace
for the
men to wear long hair
then.. too.. as the genders
must be separate to raise men
with little enough empathy and
compassion to be able to overcome
the normal human aversion to killing
one of their own species to protect the
tribe from invaders same.. this is Anthropology
101 noW and horse sense too of the common kind..
butt you see.. human nature remains and so does
the forces of dARk and LIGht iN or out of balance as Love..
there is never a bigger home or a fancier car or a bigger camper
or boat in the back yard or bigger signature Trump tower that can feel
the fill of whOle that loses divine feminine love.. and sure.. divine feminine
love can attempt to live without the strength of will that makes divine masculine
courage.. but truly.. it takes both kind and courage to carry love on with fearless vigor..
NoW as any cinderfella or cinderella in wonder woman or superman attire can reLate and
sure.. my friend Katy Perry and all her friends too and with that sAid as i am writing
this.. another note comes from my lovELy Angelic Friend.. Rafiah.. from Pakistan and
another
song
from
me to relate..:)

Rafiah says on Facebook
in return to my previous accolades
for ‘a Singer’ She shares there.. as liGht..

There is so much insane talent and beauty
among humans that it makes my heart swell
with so much emotions and happiness.

And i sing
in happy
returns
to my
friend
who is love
who i love very much..
with no fear of saying that
to the entire world of whomever
hears it next as love ain’t scared..

SMiLes.. my FriEnd Rafiah that is love
that sees love.. and that means you now
are love.. and sAdly.. so many humans can
see none of that love.. some people would
be terrified of living forever out of boredom..
but with love of art as art as love.. never a dull
moment
away
from
Love as
all of life is
continuing muse
and heaven now as Love..
as all becomes Beauty liGht as TrUth..:)

And now i saY.. iN dance and sing too2..

You see.. i traveled the entire globe
to find a pure heART
to extract God from
me as the
Gold
that lives
in our SouL
when set free
as kind and courage isREaL..:)

#turnitup
#LOVE

Facebook Friend Greg comes back
to respond to our part of the discussion and says..

Love is the activity of the immortals taught to us by divine intervention. The immortals ever activity is such imprisonment of love to maintain their immortality. It is from there we are here and from here will we return once again, having taught and learned our our lesson here. At the end of time is the harvest.

i return again with..

sMiLes my friEnd.. the
harvest is alWays now
for those who soW it
and reap iT all now..:)

Greg says..

When I have a fever sometimes
my hands feel like that. ~lol

i say..

WiNks..
Luke Hot..;)

Greg says..

Parsley for suffers of bitterness
Sage for strenghning
Rosemary for love and remembrance
Thyme for strengthening
In the dark ages they were used medicinally, after the dark ages they helped mask the taste of putrid flesh in the meals since there was no way of refrigeration, Also salted meats were preserved and the afore used medicines were used for flavorings.
in the song they represent hidden feelings if you knew what the potions were for, hence his truelove was perhaps practicing witchcraft.
It’s like the song; “I Put A Spell On You.” but I think she put a spell on him.

i respond..

sMiLes my friEnd..
depends on the version of
the song.. Simon and Garfunkel
wrote if for love.. just love and WiLL..:)

And i additionally elaboRAte..

And white magic is just another
phrase for the placebo essence effect..
And black magic is just another
phrase for the nocebo essence effect..
also referred to as
voodoo hehe..
and sex magick
in newer occult..
is just the science
of how lust creates dopamine..
enhances creativity and overall
general productivity as well as
oxytocin social bonding neurohormone
for particularly women more than men.. to
nurture future children at breast too.. science
wins in the end.. but heARt rules alWays now2..;)

Greg continues too..

Science, my friend, and all its many branches, will be looked at as a failed religion, each branch being pruned in time as it has no truth, leaving all the branches of science fruitful in the truth. Interesting how challenging authority has a way of bringing out the truth, isn’t it?

i say further..

SMiLes my friEnd..
Science is the end
but love is the means.. alWays now..:)

Adding also..

And yes.. lust too..;)

And
now i say..
sure.. never judge
a brain now by the
job it holds.. hehe..
as this is what we did
for yes.. decades as in
close to two decades at
the Military Bowling Center
as co-workers and friends.. hours
and hours of philosophical discussions
kinda like the Big Lebowski scene of that
in thaT movie except this movie is real and much
much deeper
and
overall
life long too.. hehe..;)

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SMiLes.. my dear poet and author
and sure.. Facebook Friend.. Candice
aka thefeatheredsleep.. in thee words
of SuperTramp2 again.. hehe..
Art is surELy
both
a long
and short
road home
to within..
i cAMe/cOme
to art aGaiN
to find my heART..
so lost.. so lost in dARk..
and surely.. you kNow.. FeeL
and SenSE thaT i for one can
FeeL mosT aLL of yOur pain
for what it means to go
to lengths to
immortalize
your art of heaRt
in the modern way
of Caesar’s coins..
wheRe Caesar trUly
only seeks to own yoUr heART..
And sure.. if one seeks or needs
to earn a living by art what other choice
is tHeir.. butt bow to the almighty Lincoln Cent
and Washington BLack Green wHOle Dollar
that seeks to rule all of what comes free.. sOld
and impriSoned sAMe.. thing is.. my first spArk
of arT coming back in 4 decades or so.. yes.. 40 years
whole from age 13.. when the so-called Christian
Bully Boy Boys in fundie pants said boys are
not allowed to smile when they
play tennis at the
big soft bALL pArk..
and all art then..
is just another
F word
to apply
to your piNk paNties..
underneATh your sKirt
if you even have ‘one’ as
that applies to gas lighting StiLL
in politics and religion of the same color now..
so.. to make a really long story.. sure..12 million
or words or so broken up/down into almost infinite
chambers of Nautilus Flow.. i decided the
best Victory over Vengeance would be
not only to do modern art
but to do the most
prehistoric art
oF all
in flesh
and blood.. hell.. yes..
a modern PeTroglyph
stone art come to flesh
and blood life iN hands and
erections of thOught in more
than words to beHold for anyone
who dares to enter the lAir of free full blown ART..
so.. sMILes.. i laugh WitH the Christian Bully boyS and
Patriarchs of silo hoarding dollar bills now by more than
sTicKinG my toNgue out now.. and if they ever come in.. just
hope they get fully satisfied before they leave.. hehe.. sMILes..
my friEnd.. liFE can and WiLL be too cruel not to laugh at aLL oF iT
naked with all yoUr tongues sticKing out at the daRkest of Life..
not unlike Kali from India.. Ynot2.. haha..
bottom lines though through.. not through
with this is.. this country
is free
enough
for me to stick
all of my tongues
out at the dArk thaT
alWays seeks to impriSon liGht/
ArT/LoVe iN juST anotheR way to
siLo impriSon gRains of wheat away
from wild oats that sow free liGht reap..
the best liGht and Art coMes from dArk as
hiStory and even science sHows now.. tUrn
the LiGht oN for Free and what’s left is juST
a SonGoFYoURsOUl2 as SuperTramp2 says2 now isREal
juST for the Hell of the Heaven oF iT for Ynot now2..
otHeRr than thaT.. Jesus F. in Christ.. you are much
more popular than me.. hehe.. but hey.. now… if i get
so big no one can see me.. i won’t miss me.. at leASt.. haha..
the reward iS mY spiRit oF HeARt fully ExpresSinG nOw iN A
miNd and Body soUL fuLLy BaLanCinG grace of love and courage of strength
and that
my friend
IS A hard on oF liGht..
and art is the big bang that
continues even after death.. so..
sure.. i give to you and i share you
that’s what soULs do best when aLiVE..
soUL whOle GlobAlly HoLdinG hands aS such..;)

And along these lines another ‘short story’ that is also
non-fiction as i’m not much one for fiction but i’ll do word
play and metaphors all day juST for fun as words are
my friends and signs and guideposts to my
soUl/heARt/SpiRit aS Such.. so…
last night at the military
gym there is a very
stoic and
accomplished
X-military man in
his 70’s.. lives with a
lot of anxiety.. obviousl.y though
and is a control person to the maximum
as hey.. that’s what the military does.. different
strokes for the professions at hand and all of that..
so in short.. he is a form guy to the par of tee.. and i am
all essence and free form verse.. hehe.. tee tee.. haha..he..
Life is good.. so.. sure.. i can play a role of the stoic face too..
thing is.. i refuse to walk like a robot now or become a treadmill
machine or only free weights as ‘Nautilus machines are for sissies’
for those who don’t understand the bio-mechanics more of the human
body for strength as the weakest points of hands and feet limit the potential
strength of the bigger muscles that Nautilus machines are designed.. for the win..
and sure that’s why i am the strongest one on the ‘other side’ of the big man gym..
as no one can leg press 1020LBs on the parallel leg press machine i load up there
after doing my ballet/martial arts routine for the laser focus of chi.. yeah.. laser focus
is just another phrase for Chi.. when all is positive energy.. all control and adrenaline
hormones are erased as all i free fly as weight without gravity per metaphor of DO.. ANYWAY..
HE IS on a much easier leg press machine and holding a conversation as mentor to an
upcoming military man and to be clear and sincere i have all the respect in the world
for this military man who is of the caliber of World II Veterans who fight for freedom
still.. and i am just a DOD retiree guest and this is tHeir gym to me and i am
just privileged to use it.. so i waited calmly until he finished his conversation
with the other military dude as i needed at least one 100LB plate
to complete my feat of 1020LBs.. 33 times with my arms
raised over my head like a ballerina too.. anyway..
saw a plate on the side and asked politely can
i use that sir.. and he said yes.. i saved
that one for you.. in a little sarcastic
typical alpha man daddy way..
and so i picked it up before
he realized he still
needed it
and i said.. sure..
you can have it and
lowered it down and
it slipped out of my rather
still delicate writer fingers.. hehe..
as hey.. i ain’t gonna break a finger
to prove i am a man.. so he says go ahead
and ‘play’.. as i finish my little Tai Chi-like routine that
allows me to escape the impact of gravity in someways..
but here’s the thing.. in all his years of military accomplishment
even he at the pinnacle of the he man game.. never learned more
aptly put practicing a way of free to master his mINd and BoDy BaLanCinG
soUl to put away all anxiety and fear.. no different than Trump.. same story too..
but one without any honor or ethical code or integrity when it comes to Trump..
as it’s a gift my friend.. but it is a life long practice for free.. and the thing is as
long as folks stick to form there will be no new art or even peace of mind whole..
as art becomes human away from machine.. i live life in a place where almost
no one understands what drives me free as life.. i live in a place of free and truly
feel
sad
for those
who are imprisoned
within as that is the only
place that freedom really comes..
no one will take that away from me now..
’cause i took away from me first by letting ‘those’
folks have tHeir way with me in priSon ‘back then’..
tHeRe are many ways
to get
raped
in this
world other
than flesh and
blood and the rape
of relative free will is
the rape that tortures and
kills a heart/spirit/soul
in prison of head..
and out oF body
BaLancE NoW
lost.. as pain and
misery and suffering
sings his and her song
separate of division still..
away
from
True
WiLL
over Love as Free..:)

Been a while since i fully
commented here.. and since
you are on vacation from writing.. now..
just a looonggg.. gift to read from me.. hehe..;)

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WeLL.. Hello again gigoid as time
flys free with little to no
perception otheR
than get tHeRE
before
that closes
and stuff like that..
four behind in a breeze of now…
now to return for some more fun..
and that reminds me.. as strange as
it is.. the flecks of paint chipping off our
less than a decade old or so Aluminum
white baked siding at the top of the brick
of our home.. i hold it as holy and sacred
as meaningful and purposeful though as
it relates to there is nothing worth
stealing from a humble
home.. could
finish it
with
Gold butt what
of soul will that prove..
nah.. it won’t even raise
property values around
the block as the
biggest house
is only
as big
as the
smallest
hoMe on the block..
Houston.. we have a larger
problem too as the United
States continues to shrink
at the very top of the Government bLock..
NOthinG Stranger than a corner stone.. loose..;)

“Nay, be a Columbus to whole new continents and
worlds within you, opening new channels, not of trade,
but of thought.”

– Henry David Thoreau, “Walden, Ch. 18 Conclusion”

Inner UniVerse
of the Occult
Esoterica
so
X
rated
to souls clothed
hidden in robes..;)

the average person is average
the common people is common
the straight people is straight
you gone be the crooked weird
rare intelligent bird creep type
that what you gone be, honey
— A. R. Ammons

Hmm.. reminds me of the
local farm boy/man who
bragged about
killing the
‘defective’
looking
chicken
as he said
ugly was/IS A
chicKen siN.. only
worth killing as ignorance
that rarely feels beyond kill..;)

“Normativity (sic… but I like it…) is like a brown paper bag — you never know what’s inside. It could be apple pie or a ticking time bomb. Give me a world with colorful packaging so I can glimpse the contents inside.”

— Callan Williams

UniForms..
cloThes..
witHout coLor…
UPS BrOwn
in systemizing taste..
DaRk as eARTh
with few
gRains
of
sAnd..:)

A Caution To Everybody

“Consider the auk;
Becoming extinct because he forgot how to fly, and could only walk.
Consider man, who may well become extinct
Because he forgot how to walk and learned how to fly before he thinked.”

Ogden Nash

Hmm.. the will failure
to dance and
sing under
the
power
of innately
grown love
seems to be the
number one cause of
harmful substance abuse these days..:)

“No matter how much cynicism you have,
it is never enough to keep up.”

— Lily Tomlin

WiNKs.. i turn the
TV off for liGht..:)

“But a short time elapsed after the death of the great reformer of the Jewish religion, before his principles were departed from by those who professed to be his special servants, and perverted into an engine for enslaving mankind, and aggrandizing their oppressors in Church and State.”

— Thomas Jefferson, [letter?]

And the
crusades
continue in
the empire strikes back..;)

To S. Kercheval, 1810

“The fact that an opinion has been widely held is no evidence whatever that it is not utterly absurd; indeed in view of the silliness of the majority of mankind, a widespread belief is more likely to be foolish than sensible.”

— Bertrand Russell, Marriage and Morals

Group think
rules to
eat and drink..;)

“Great spirits have often encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds.”

— Albert Einstein (1879-1955)

Mediocre minds
and empty bellies…
illusory fears thereof
recipe
for
human disaster…;)

“The late rebellion in Massachusetts has given more alarm than I think it should have done. Calculate that one rebellion in 13 states in the course of 11 years, is but one for each state in a century and a half. No country should be so long without one.”

— Thomas Jefferson (1743-1826), in letter to James Madison, 20 December 1787

Art
without
blood works best..
for those
involved..
at
lEast.:)

‘But he hasn’t got any clothes on,’ a little boy said.

— from The Emperor’s New Clothes by Hans Christian Andersen

Honesty oF A Child
feels and senses naked too..:)

“Remember that man’s life lies all within this present, as ‘t were but a hair’s-breadth of time; as for the rest, the past is gone, the future yet unseen. Short, therefore, is man’s life, and narrow is the corner of the earth wherein he dwells.”

— Marcus Aurelius Antoninus (121-180 AD) — Meditations, iii, 10

Kill
tiMe
resolved..:)

NoW as numBers
go.. off to 2 after 1..:)

“Far from the madding crowd’s ignoble strife
Their sober wishes never learn’d to stray;
Along the cool sequester’d vale of life
They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.”

~~ Thomas Gray — Elegy in a Country Churchyard, Stanza 19 ~~

Hmm..
Ninja
heART..;)

“He who endeavors to serve, to benefit, and improve the world,
is like a swimmer, who struggles against a rapid current,
in a river lashed into angry waves by the winds.
Often they roar over his head,
often they beat him back and baffle him.
Most men yield to the stress of the current…
Only here and there the stout, strong heart
and vigorous arms struggle on toward ultimate success.”

~~ Albert Pike (1809-1891) ~~

rAge wAve
aGainst
thE
waveS..:)

A thing moderately good is not so good as it ought to be.
Moderation in temper is always a virtue;
but moderation in principle is always a vice.”

~~ Thomas Paine ~~

SoMonE has to
go
all the way to be E2..;)

“Boys become men by watching men, by standing close to men.
Manhood is a ritual passed from generation to generation
with precious few spoken instructions.
Passing the torch of manhood is a fragile, tedious task.
If the rite of passage is successfully completed,
the boy-become-man is like an oak of hardwood character.
His shade and influence will bless all those
who are fortunate enough to lean on him
and rest under his canopy.”

~~ Preston Gilham ~~

Hmm.. been writing
too long today..
woke up
with
Good times
DanCinG and
SinGinG from the
wife’s big screen and
now i move on as breeze
of ease and say.. saplings
under TRee TRump is poison
ivy
for now..
as vines
of dArK
stretch out
“Big Daddy’s” arms..
i’LL get a mama’s take on that…
no
thanks..
And sAdly
Not likely
From ‘these’ pARTs..;)

“Do not speak of what men deserve.
For we each of us deserve everything,
every luxury that was ever piled in the tombs of the dead Kings,
and we each of us deserve nothing,
not a mouthful of bread in hunger.
Have we not eaten while another starved?
Will you punish us for that?
Will you reward us for the virtue of starving while others ate?
No man earns punishment, no man earns reward.
Free your mind of the idea of *deserving*, of *earning*,
and you will begin to be able to think.”

~~ Odo, The Prison Letters~~

~~Ursula LeGuin, “The Dispossessed” ~~

if it is to be
it is up to me
me to up is it
be to is it if
i wrote this
but i did not so i will
have to build a new tomb
or preferably shell of nautilus..new..:)

“The good life, as I conceive it, is a happy life.
I do not mean that if you are good you will be happy
– I mean that if you are happy you will be good.”

~~ Bertrand Russell ~~

Oh Lord.. ain’t this
true.. misery loves company
and i ain’t the first to love misery too..;)

“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute.
We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race.
And the human race is filled with passion.
And medicine, law, business, engineering,
these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life.
But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
To quote from Whitman,
‘O me! O life!…
of the questions of these recurring;
of the endless trains of the faithless
–of cities filled with the foolish;
what good amid these,
O me, O life?
Answer.
That you are here
– that life exists, and identity;
that the powerful play goes on
and you may contribute a verse.’
That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.
What will your verse be?”

~~ John Keating, Dead Poet’s Society ~~

FucK the ruLes
And juST Do iT..
play
duh..
now.. does..:)

“It is a terrible thing
for a man to find out suddenly
that all his life he has been
speaking nothing but the truth.”

~~ Oscar Wilde ~~

Fiction is
hard for some folks
and even often harder at death
for those who don’t do Fiction..:)

“The truth you speak has no past and no future.
It is, and that’s all it needs to be.”

~~ Richard Bach, “Illusions” ~~

Truth flows
Lies break..:)

Now.. to ThREE..:)

“He took his vorpal sword in hand
Long time the manxom foe he sought
Till rested he by the tumtum tree
And stood awhile in thought”

~~ “Jabberwocky”, by Lewis Carroll ~~

Tummy’s
for swords..
stick not..;)

“In all affairs it’s a healthy thing now and then
to hang a question mark on the things you have long taken for granted.”

~~ Bertrand Russell ~~

good times
sMiLes
just
laugh
dance
sing
laugh
just
sing
dance
laugh
just
sMiLes
good times

“For after all what is man in nature?
A nothing in relation to infinity, all in relation to nothing,
a central point between nothing and all
and infinitely far from understanding either.
The ends of things and their beginnings
are impregnably concealed from him in an impenetrable secret.
He is equally incapable of seeing the nothingness out of which he was drawn
and the infinite in which he is engulfed.”

~~ Blaise Pascal ~~

senses feels
who knows
it is possible
hUman
possible is it
knows who
feels senses

“It was the saying of Bion, that though the boys throw stones at frogs
in sport, yet the frogs do not die in sport but in earnest.”

~~ Plutarch — Which are the most crafty, Water or Land Animals? 7 ~~

Cats
and
Mice play
this way too..
except
cats
are
earnest too..
And sky scrapers
don’t grow underwater..
with Trump labels as
Craft can
be
dARk too..:)

“Hope in reality is the worst of all evils,
because it prolongs the torments of man.”

~~ Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche ~~

According to science if hope comes
as real feeling and sensing emotion
it prolongs now as now is the
experience
of
emotions
and senses
as far as human
eYeS liT uP
or
dArk
Circles of
never ending empty time..;)

“We usually get what we order from life.”

~~ Limon ~~

Self fulfilling
prophecy Rule
oF
LiFE..
Art and Order..:)

“Humility is the better part of wisdom, and is most becoming in man.
But let no one disparage self-reliance;
it is, of all the rest, the greatest quality of true manliness.”

~~ Ferenc Kossuth ~~

Pride IS A FeeLinG..
HumiLiTy regulates..
Lions devour regardless..
stay strong or
die life
as
weak..
as LiFE WiLL..;)

“Yet creeds mean very little,
Coth answered the dark god, still speaking almost gently.
The optimist proclaims that we live in the best of all possible worlds;
and the pessimist fears this is true.”

~~ James Branch Cabell, “The Silver Stallion” ~~

inK bLot
test whole
liGht to dARk wHolE noW..:)

“Independence?
That’s middle class blasphemy.
We are all dependent on one another,
every soul of us on earth.”

~~ George Bernard Shaw ~~

Yes.. We need
Interdependence Day..
worsE Now than ever.. beForE..

Now.. off to fourth oF neXt..;)

Deal with others as thou wouldst thyself be dealt by.
Do nothing to thy neighbor which thou wouldst
not have him do to thee hereafter.

— The Mahabharata c. 800 B. C.

Hmm.. i tried
to tale ‘them’
there
IS A
‘no copyright’..
iN ‘thAt’ Book..;)

“To fight and conquer in all your battles
is not supreme excellence;
supreme excellence
consists in breaking the
enemy’s resistance without fighting.”

— Sun Tzu (fl. c. BC 500)

Art
sTiLL
LiVinG
sWord
resurrected
more than word..
heHe..
DancE
fiGht
wiTh
SonG too..
more than
‘Despicable Me2’..;)

As the same fire assumes different shapes
when it consumes objects differing in shape,
so does the one Self take the shape of
every creature in whom he is present.

Unless A flAMe
goes out as a
piece of paper..:)

— Upanishads (c. B.C. 800)

“Nothing endures but change.”

— Heraclitus (540?-480? B.C.)

And sAMe
iS insAne..
And common practice
thaT never works fully..
iT SeeMs..
aT
lEast..:)

“A tree is a tree.
How many more do you need to look at?”

— Ronald W. Reagan, 1966

LeT’s
try A FloWer
neXt..
Judge
Reagan..;)

JABBERWOCKY

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

“And thou hast slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.

— Lewis Carroll, “Through the Looking-Glass”

Little did he know..
then.. FeeL.. SeNse..
the Archetype
sTiLL of the
Jabberwocky..
lives
within
and never
dies as long
as humanity
dARk and liGht Lives..;)

Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer,
And without sneering teach the rest to sneer;
Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike,
Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike.

— Alexander Pope (1688-1744)
— Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot, Prologue to the Satires, Line 201

GaSLiGht
Red State
U S A
F
ARt
STiNks..;)

He who allows his day to pass by without practicing
generosity and enjoying life’s pleasures is like a
blacksmith’s bellows – he breathes
but does not live.

— Sanskrit Proverb

DArk HoRse evilivestarats
SinG LiGht dessertstressed
DancEs dArk
LivedeviL…
Word Cat..
No sTicks sTones..
FeeLs SenSes
cLaws
biTes..
no
KNows..
Now isReAL..;)

Good TiMesX4..;)

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ONewiTh
LoGoMoTivE
GodBaZinGa..;)

9629

ONewiThLoGoMoTivEGodBaZinGa

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WeLL first oF aLL.. leT
me break the ice by
saYinG..

ONewiTh
LoGoMoTivE
GodBaZinGa..;)

ONewiThLoGoMoTivEGodBaZinGa

And sure.. just another Free personalized
photo Valentine’s Facebook Profile pic status
from me.. Ynot.. ’tis the season and only 3 days
away per now being the 11th day of the Second
month of 2017.. and what neXt.. WeLL.. sure.. in more
than one way i am and have been sort of an epic troll in life..
as Trolls come to fish for emotional reactions in people and my
style is to wake the dead up as i used to be a living spirit of the
dead like the trolls that live in caves and disintegrate into dust if
they are forced to face the light as the only way my eYes could bear
the light then to actually walk around my block was around 3 am and
even with shades.. the street lights were almost intolerable but
tolerable enough to gain a little 3 am weight bearing exercise
on feet that rested under a chair of continuous write online..
can’t say i was an online troll then as i had lost my emotions
and my mind then was described as more of a fact
finding mission of a computer than anything
else for at least the first twenty seven
months of hell online from Thanks
Giving day of 2010 until the end of
February of then.. 2013 with at
least a first poetic
spark coming
from deep
within
before
my emotions
came back in
the third to fourth
week of July 2013..
too.. all miraculously
as such with the
end of pain too..
and from the
thirty three
months
before
coming online
all cave troll then
as mostly a patio sitter
looking out into blind space..
without effective use of either
seeing or hearing without intolerable pain..
and 8 months of start in a dark bedroom where
along with the wake to sleep trigeminal neuralgia
pain for 66 months.. eyes making no tears for the
first 8 months like swimming in salt water putting
gel in my eyes around the clock.. yes.. as part
of the autoimmune issue of Sjogren’s
syndrome.. with a total synergy
of 19 life threatening disorders
then.. eventually i got back
up and now i am a liGht
troll who sheds
liGht
everywhere
i dance and sing..
and playing a piano
of words that seemingly
never endS now.. and while an obvious
group of fundamentalist Christians were
gawking at me from about 50 feet away in.. i guess
what they felt was a self space from me.. i decided
to do a little new age John 14:12 fisherman duties
tonight at Super Walmart Free verse Dancing.. yes..
with them.. yes.. trolling per say as me as the Jesus
bait and my witness as the hook of all i do per
#John1412 in terms of close to 7,000 miles
of praise dance for God in close to 42
months now.. a 42 month.. 3.3 million
word plus witness and new
testament for God
and a new
bible
that now here too..
reaches over 1.12 Million
words too.. in about the time
it takes to birth a baby at almost
9 months too.. with yes.. this the
75th MacroVerse now.. and sure.. i left
out the Isaiah prophecy part noW all naked
wandering the area in restricted link way
as hey.. if you (i) are gonna do John 14:12
now.. yA gotta spend 40 years iN a Patriachal
Red State desert hell too of little love and
little to no creative outlets per say and do..
and the Job of JOB in Hell
for 66 months..
and yes..
you
get to do
King David dancing
in your undies and do
it as promised in more
‘vile ways too.. and yes..
‘endure’ the ‘temptation’
of thousands of lovely
innocent forest
nymphs
and angels
as the fairest smiles
oF aLL retaining your old
age monogamous ways of course..
and sure.. a wife who never ages is a
miracle of sorts too.. but they got the Fred
Story in full of witness and testament for God..
and nah.. they had never heard of John 14:12 before..
although.. they never miss church.. as hey.. if everyone
did John 14:12.. who would even need to go to church
and who would pay for the building fund and the 10 Million
Dollar Osteen homes and stuff like that as i made it clear
i haven’t made a dam evil Lincoln Cent off of any of this..
as i ain’t in any of this for any other reward than the
heaven of now that is a practice oF LiGht free
as promised by the reported Jesus of
back then in that generation
then same generation
at hand now heRE..
as God lives
within noW as
living one Now
ever in living
color forever
now heRE
NoW as
animate
existence for
all animals now
who come into
balance with God
and that weird series
of words up there is what
that means.. A to Z beyond
bliss new with God wRite now..
sure.. inspired by the latest big bang
show too.. with some photo clips to
go along with that in this yet named
MacroVerse number 75 and 746 of bible
and ocean whole poem.. respectively aS Such..
so sure.. i challenged those Fundamentalists Christians
to do John 14:12 too.. and they sort of bowed their
head and said.. you.. go ahead dude.. we will stay
with the easy part of the heaven after dirt nap
only acknowledging that Jesus only
begotten son God and that’s
it.. oh.. the
lost who
still
don’t
get the message
from anyone now.. HeAR..
It’s like the rich man asked
to give his riches up.. they don’t
wanna work for shit.. if it ain’t served
up on a golden chalice platter aS Such..
it’s a Sunday deal and Dinner after church..
and that’s okay as liGht is as liGht does and
as long as they don’t harm anyone and
love each other that’s
good enough
for them
and
me at least
for sure.. they can
throw the church away
and throw all the words away
as long as they do the Golden
Rule and stay as far out of 50 shades
of grey as they can luke warm hot.. as tHeir
WiLL over love or not of course too.. now isREaL..
anyWaY as liGht Trolls go who remember tHeir dARk
Troll days.. siMply a beyond rainbow color day again in Heaven NoW..
It’s kinda sad and happy at the same time that a Troll movie understands
the mesSage of the Jesus iN ACTUAL DO.. DO.. JUST DO iT NOW..
better
than
the
so-called
Christians overall
of this Trump country now..
but sure.. at least i understand
why.. aS ‘oUr’ kiNd oF courAGEous tRoll didn’t
come here for money.. we are in it for all cheap thrills..
as Love Luke Hot on Fire Zealous now.. per DancE and SinG2..;)

10,755

SMiLes..
smart iS
as SmArt
does iS..

Hmm.. Facebook FredKu.. yes..
kind of a ‘more’ original version
of Haiku per do of ages saGes..
before.. it
flows
and
goes
by hell no..
no rules.. so if one
expects a traditional
form now for anything..
might as well not hold out
on that heheRe.. hmm.. but hey..
somenows.. ya have to fulfill the prophecies
again to suit the naysayers that say it was/iS ever not
done in the first place.. hehe.. too.. and after discussing
all this with the wife too.. as already discussed NoW iN this
entire MacroVerse with title coming later.. sure enough
aS Synchronicity will have it.. the verses from
Matthew per according to.. too.. speak
to the same dAm thing too..
in other wordS not
coming to
change anything
from before.. just fulfilling
the wishes of the masses that
is all.. aka God too.. as we are
all paRt oF aLL thaT iS aS GOD noW..is now..
and then of course as the story goes.. Matthew
is speaking to the original Jews.. so to get them to
warm up to him.. he must respect their current ways
of God Language iN looKing at Existential Intelligence..
wheReas.. the Luke just sAid we will consolidate everything
into the basic golden rule with making all of God holy and
sacred full of meaning and purpose.. in other words.. worshipping
all that is as Nature aka GOD like me.. but sure.. vague.. vague.. vague.. and more
vague and hidden in esoterica.. no.. not erotica back then.. as far as what made it to
the big black book at least.. as sure.. who knows what wrote too.. as biblical scholars
suggest that Paul the Saul is likely the only original author in what ‘they’ describe
noW as the New Testament.. problem is.. mucho ignorance about what is the
science of illusion as God of Nature given HUman Nature.. it is clear
that repression and oppression of the passions.. namELy.. luSt
for life overall.. is the enemy in balance with love rather
than the savior of creativity and productivity
that science evidences to this point..
but hey.. liVe and lEArn.. and use
it or lose it liFe no matter
who you are as
MoThER
NaTuRE TrUe
AKA GOD DON’T play
no overall Football team favorites
no matter how many times ya Tebow
ya way on bended knee in submission
to anyone else but God all that is as Nature
TrUe and that is what can kick your ass in the
end and the beginning with no seeming finish
now.. if you find yourself in the real literal
hell within on literal sand and ocean
eARTh.. sure.. with some
Mountains too..
Beaches more..
eTc.. to
allow the
Yogi-like folks who seek/
find UniSonDaughterETc..
WiTh GoD NoW WiTh No
resTRainT oF TrUtH and liGht
NoW.. too.. Shining A LaMp all the way..
anyWay.. speaKing of that kinda.. aT LeaSt..
Minotaurs in Labyrinths of DArK NiGht
of the sOUL and aLL oF ThaT too..
A Facebook Ego Booster test..
shared by Facebook
FriEnd.. Dan.. suggests
that i AM a mythological
Minotaur that fits wriTE iN
wiTh the Beast and his Beauty
NoW.. too.. at LeASt unTiL sHow
tiMe oF thAT MoVie.. on 3.17.17..
Saint Patrick’s Day.. anyWay as i wake up
each morning to make at least one perSon’s/Daughters day
that happened a fair amount today.. from our entrance
to the Ryan’s Feeding all one can eat trough aS Such..
wHeRe a very nice new African American female manager
tHeir spots my smile and spiritual presence as yes.. some folks
are gifted like this as soon as one of tHeir kind and courage walks
through any door oF LiFe.. she says.. wow.. look at that smile that is
Praise for the Lord.. so i go on to tale her all about my new story
and do of John 14:12 and by the look on her face she really
believes i am not making any of what i have dONE and do
Do uP.. juST doubt she ever had anyone admit
to actuALLy doing that wonder-super
clause of the Good News of the New
Testaments.. witness aS Such2
fearless with the General Public
as i lEarn the different religious languages
and cultural traditions but only in Ninja style of course..
And when we are walking up she runs from behind me and
gives me a big spiritual hug that basically says USLOVE..
But nah.. that’s not all i did to make someone’s day
as when the Katrina and i are hanging out in Star
Bucks.. some nice young women viewed my
dance and captured me to share
with their friends
on Facebook
to obtain
some positive
reciprocal communication
aS Such and as yA liKely kNow
i do this for free with no frigging copyright
concerns as i own no paRt oF NaturE.. juST
relatively master my own free WiLL and Passions
as FriEnd Rafiah titles her blog too.. but as far as never
looking through eyes of passion and lust.. i wasn’t born
yesterday as any son of a snake oil salesperson like Trump
either nowthen.. now.. i AM Free and no one owns mE aT aLL…FReED…
And i also saw a middle school teacher by name of Mrs. Ducker.. and oh..
Lord.. since that was back in about ’72.. she hasn’t changed hardly any at all
with a Back to Future nostalgic moment… too.. and i made her aware how much
teachers of her era inspired me then.. as hey.. they were the basic only
one’s i Rose up to as apple on tHeir desk then aS Such.. so any
way.. i brought an almost visible tear to her eye.. and as
Clint sayS in more giving than taking ways
than him as me.. i continue to give
and share free juST for fUN..
and i couldn’t help but to
wonder if the priest
talking today..
didn’t have buyers
regret for kicking Obama
in the teeth.. vaguely aS Such
after the election.. suggesting that this
was no country of God then.. as the ‘queers’
got their legal rights to marry.. and just sad.. nah nah
nah nah.. Catholic Church takes that but ‘US’ will juST get
hitched in city hall or whatever as that continues noW to
play out Now.. and of course.. the self-fulfilling prophecy
of continuing abortions as when the Catholic
Church works their ass off to get
Planned Parent hood defunded
and can’t get it through tHeir thick
wood pews.. that without medically safe
abortion as total statistics by the World Health
Organization grows.. more unsafe abortions would
result even more.. as that’s what happens too.. when
one is too ignorant to stop the sperm from getting to the
egg with effective birth control.. for fertilization of course..
yes by shaming folks from using effective birth control not giving
a God DAm about all the suffering of the little unborn children and
mothers in permanent disability as children are tossed more in filicide
and infanticide garbage dumps of real Gehenna now away from Heaven wHOle..
but hey.. the Catholic Church has already been reformed to from even more restricted
viewS back then iN DaRk wHOle.. SpiRit aS SoUL oF DancE and SinG Church NoW.. and ugh…
i’m exhausted from such a full SNL like Weekend of Entertaining Dance.. be back
later WiTh
moRE
oF thiS
kinda STuFF..;)

Fully rested.. still swimming
with a little weather of an existing
cold but never the less still Luke hot..
as i dance and sing as Holy SpiRit inner
collective unconsciousness stream of creativity
stiLL plaYinG a keyboard heAR as MuSiC oF mY soUL
comes more to FloW iN ZoNe now.. and heAR at note too
by Fellow Long Term Blogger FriEnd Prajakta as she responds
to my last poetic comment on her blog today by saying back..

Creativity and art are so free-flowing… We are all the same and unique here.

And i say in return

Wise words..
My friEnd..
With liGht..:)

And now i say..
in other words.. TrUTh and
LiGht.. and by A way i was also
able to relate my full detailed John
14:12 story including the 66 month cross
and all of that.. didn’t speak to the details
of fulfilling the past prophecies of older prophets
too.. just for insurance as the naysayers sing and dance
too.. but a young African American man who sees me at Old
Seville Quarter regularly.. just asking a simple question in
Dick’s Sporting Good’s.. when i am doing a martial arts ‘nut’ crackers
sweet free style to the cool song by EW AND F too.. named Shining Star
is my answer to his question first before i go into all free flow vocals
of relating #John1412 to this dude in real time hash tag floW iN ZoNe too..
of what song am i listening too.. HELL YES.. I ALSO TALE HIM IN HEAVEN WHAT
THE DANCE AND SONG IS i AM DOING ALL THROUGH THIS VERY MOMENT AS PRESENT TOO..
HAHA!.. what else as far as maKing someone else’s day yesterday all through metro
area praise dance for God all that is now for you to see what your life can truly
see as shining stars continue to shine iN my soUL of MiNd and BoDy BaLanCinG BeinG
yes.. i literally brought
smiles to hundreds of
folks faces
as they
remembered just
by seeing me walk
by the dance they had
seen of me before and that’s
How Love GroWs as LiGht away
from Trump Fear and hate yes
Love FucKinG Trumps Hate in the
ass to use another Donkey metaphor
with no disrespect to Holy and Sacred
Donkeys who have at least ’nuff sense
not to vote for a documented legal anti-christ
like Trump who ran on a campaign documented record
of breaking all the FucKinG 10 commandments except for
legal killing yet.. with torture.. a desire.. of course for those
enemies he can’t love.. and breaKing out against all verses 1 through
11 of Matthew.. Chapter 5.. in Beatitude way as any anti-Christ will do
in both metaphor and literal way… but you see the greatest Anti-Christ
action ever was by so-called F iN Saint Constantine the devil who made Jesus
into a God instead of humble servant of God all that is back in the olden days
of Trump
lies then too..
while resurrecting
a monolithic Sun God
Statue of the Trump/Constantine
himself then too.. along with the
Neon God he made of Jesus as a soldier
Sun God too.. yes hell yes.. with rays of
sun around his head too.. and yes.. it’s true
we are all stars of God as literally and science
says too.. as we are children of Stars in Crucible
Fire Star Burst Death.. resurrected noW as Sentient
Star DuST plUs.. and when the Seed of our Star Bursts
in Fire of Crucible death to come.. the seed of our dust
WiLL create potential resurrection of New Life too.. as
far as SenTiENt StAR DuST pluS STuFF goes too.. but the thing is
for ‘you’ folks who don’t understand the trUe Gravity of this little
sliver as Gift of Heaven LiFE for SenTieNt StAR duST plUS US on This pLanET
EaRth of most beautiful Blue Green Orb liGht Azure aTmosphERe of Breathing Heaven
now.. with even frigging toilet paper to stop ya butt from itching.. a warm bed
at night and a hot shower in freezing cold weather too.. all made by cooperating
hands of human love too.. just look outside with a Telescope and see there are
lots of rocks out tHeRe wHeRE Love is written in those stones too.. for
the seeds of potential liFE tHEre too in the overall Chemistry
and molecules and overall atoms and sub-atomic stuff for
that too.. but we are the literal chosen
ones by God all that is as Nature
to have heaven here on
this little
speck
of
rock
life heAr..
and meanwhile ‘YOU’
FUCKING WANNA KILL IT WITH
TRUMP IGNORANCE AND FEAR AND
HATE AND FUCKING GREEDY LITTLE
HANDS THAT ARE LiKelY BIGGER THAN
MY HANDS OF LOVE THAT WRITE GOD’S
WORDS HEAR ALL NATURAL AS SUCH WITH
FUCKING EMPIRICAL SCIENCE TO BACK ME UP
AND EVEN A FUCKING CHURCH PHOTO AND PHOTOS
OF 82 F DEGREE WEATHER ON FEBRUARY 12TH IN THE
PANHANDLE OF FUCKING FLORIDA WITH ALL THE FLOWERS
IN FULL SPRING BLOOM AS THEY’VE BEEN DOING SINCE
FUCKING JANUARY TOO AS DOCUMENTED TOO.. does God sound
like God is pissed off.. well.. let’s just say God lives within..
and while i am just a speck of sentient star dust plus too.. i have
something to say from God’s eYes too.. iN FloW iN ZoNe and iF you FucK
up Heaven for ‘your’ children you just made spring for me for i have no
children
your killing
earth ways likely
led to his congenital
anomalies and death too..
as my wife worked around a bunch
of chemicals while she was pregnant
unwittingly too.. yeP it’s safe to say
you likely helped kill ‘my only son’ too..
but nah.. will NOT get vengeance on ‘you’.. i will VICTORY NIKE
just FUCKING LOVE YOU DEATH BY WAY OF BLINDING YOU WITH LIGHT..
if you cannot see Love in the Luke Hot of all i do with sMiLes
of dance
and
sing
now too..
of course wRite on
course as i FucKinG
juST SNLed ‘you’ too.. haha..;)

#beafrAidbeveryafrAid

Hmm.. looks like i’m gonna need a
longer song for what comes neXt so from
a MicroVerse.. year ago Facebook Memory
prompt and overall respect for Lady Gaga as
she continues to branch out in creativity no matter
what anyone else thiNks in creating much more refined
voice and doing country and heavy metal and whatever she
did/does by work on her face and continued drug free worKing
out with her body she has X transformed herself into a true
Xwoman now for suRe.. now.. for those who can understand more
fully
whaT
thaT
sees
and hears
too.. and yes.. art pop
rules overall as SNL and
the Grammy’s and other art
bites back with Hope and Love
and Trumps fear and hate.. as yes..
as Katy Perry and her Reggae friend
says.. the LioN(s) of Love wAke up NOW..FULLY ASSUCH..;)

AND IT’S TRuE.. if you thiNk all the commandment breaKing
old Moses way of false witness against the Obama hurt in terms
of false fears of guns going away.. just wait.. as Meryl Streep
sAid recently.. WHAT happens when ‘you’ FucKinG fear mongering
haters try to take happiness away in terms of people dying from
loSing health care and potential other rights to life liberty and
happiness are stolen in heist by fear and hate of Trump ways of
false witness too.. in birth certificate way of God of God Free..
Love
wins
just
wait
Love
wins
just
wait
NOW LOVE WINS..:)

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/02/12/sands-of-love/

NoW as this Marathon MicroVerse with all these enTALed
MicroMicroVerses enclosed goeS oN as pARt of MacroVerse number
746 NoW as pARt of Longest Long Form Poem sTill aRiSing over
3.3 million words as 42 month witness for God all that is
Nature plUs as such.. along with same MacroVerse wHOle
now.. number 75.. of 1.12 Million word Bible starting
on Memorial Day of 2016 goes on in yes.. hell no
and heaven now yes.. John 14:12 literaL and
dancing endeavor of close
to 7000 miles of
Metro public
praise
dance
in almost
42 months now..
likely to complete
the 7000 miles close
to the Spring Equinox
as i just have 144 miles
to go.. while so far i have
been averaging precisely 166.66 miles
a month with precisely 6666 miles coming
in 40 months as of December 27th.. 2016..
as each MicroVerse is an entity unto itself
shared on Facebook too.. in case anyone wonders
why i repeat the empirical evidence as much as i do
too.. for reference faCTs as i muST do too.. to prove
what reAlly went down is really going down now too.. iN
historical
documented
way of
the
present
of now then
now too then..
back to the future
past and present always now too..
for wHo kNows.. perHaps a thousand
years too.. to get the Revelation dOne for
those folks who take thaT all literal aS Such..
fulfilled too.. as sure.. why not please everyone
and carry the ATlast world on yOUr shoulders of
DAnce
and
SinG
too.. as i ain’t
heavy.. i am yoUr BroTher too..
which makes everything else
raTheR liGht wAit too..
as this is mostly
effortless
to me
in Dance
and Sing
fun way
as God gifts
liGht to my fingers
in keyboard ways now..
and feat of feet to Dance
and SinG fearless and free too..:)

So yeah.. this “SANDs of LOVE”
i’ll quote again heaR too..
from two years
ago now..

Ya.. know..

my father

rarely

spoke

many..any words

around us children..

my mother.. his wife..

AND perhaps one could

question his intelligence..

as he never goes above the high-school level..

and stays at the grunt level of deputy sheriff for 46 years..

but he has these eyes that speak so much more than words..

and now that i must wear shades to see..

i cover what lies underneath..

eyes of cold blue steel..

and then there are words…

as perhaps with the eyes

of my father’s eyes..

a life without words

is enough.. to say..

so much more than words..

and i find now that the dance of life in Art..

in All one does.. says so much more

than science and other modes

of mechanical cognition

in structured

guidelines

of life

will EVER DO.. in words alone……

There is life in Art.. IN all OTHER things..

as far as i see.. now..ONLY DEATH.

And on a lighter note..

as you may know..

i am still attempting to measure

the Art

of Renaissance

Michelangelo Male Nude Art

in modern selfie ‘David’ ways…

PErky.. one might say…

So perhaps this is A flesh and blood

Da Vinci Mona Lisa..

in middle-age

male flesh

and blood

photography Art..

with eyes that follow one

anywhere one goes in a room of life……

Hmm.. i guess i need to go on a diet..

as i am A 233LB version..

hehe.. and yeah..

i can use some more hair..

JUST ON THE TOP OF MY HEAD..

And yes.. Walt Whitman cherishes his human life..

immodestly so.. as well.. in poetic expression of freest verse words…

And is it no wonder that ‘strange’ women offer a womb up to bear his child…. And to be clear THAT is NOT happening with me.. yet..

Well ok.. comparing one’s self to Michelangelo.. DaVinci.. and Whitman..

in anyway.. shape or form.. is quite a feat.. that lies in

and at the dreams of women and men’s feet..

but there is another man named

Jesus in historical lore..

who says.. anything

is possible

in this

life..

for one who has Truest WILL..

Faith and Belief within

GOD that CAN be self…

as well as all else in Nature True…

It’s PRETTY sad.. when one’s own face

or rest of mind and body balance.. can inspire one like this..

Or is it just another gift from GOD to be cherished…

i suppose if Whitman is here to speak..

he will go with cherished..

instead.. of sad…

To do anything

else.. is to go

against..

GOD

in my opinion..

for weak humans that will love

AND HATE

to hold brave and WILLing Humans

with FAITH AND BELIEF IN SELF

with Trust in the rest of Mother Nature

TRUE aka GOD.. to FLOW.. WITH God..

BACK!

i say let ALL the F*NNING STU*F GO

AND JUST HAVE FUN!

Like the ICE Princess and Queen from ‘Frozen’..

who JUST Says F UN YOU.. i am what

i am and what i am I WILL BE!

NO MORE perfect boy

or girl for me either..

JUST ME

AS PERFECTION

IN PRACTICE OF ART..

with never competition or goal

against anyone else.. but as one with

GOD’s Gravity aligned AS ONE FORCE OF ART

But anyway.. i suppose with age comes wisdom..

so at any age THAT IS ALWAYS

SOMETHING TO LOOK FORWARD

TO IN THE PRACTICE OF NOW….

AS LIFE AS ART!

So it is a grain of sANDs of LOVE

that i STAND UP ON.. never looking down..

to fall on human will.. faith.. belief.. hope

OR LOVE lower than that grain of sand

that IS GOD TOO.. AS THAT GRAIN OF SAND..

is as high.. as i too….

AND.. as you may be tired of this song..

by now.. it’s HARD to appreciate it

as much as i DO.. perhaps..

as truly i AM FROZEN..

FOR FIVE LONG YEARS OF HELL..

AND i am NOW thawed as FREE

as A BIRD on TWO WINGS!

in HEAVEN….

NOW!

FU*niNG!

LET IT ALL

GO is what I DO!

EVERY NOW OF EVERY NOW

IN A RAGING PERFECT STORM

OF UNCONDITIONAL SACRED LOVE…

UH OH.. SPRING IS COMING..

AND SO IS A Creative

Explosion for me..

As the

seasons go..

SO DOES THE

CREATIVE SPIRIT OF MY FLOW!

IN SUN SHINE OF HE ART AS HEART!..!

WITH HOPE.. FAITH.. BELIEF..

IN ME AND TRUST IN GOD..

ALL AROUND AS

MOTHER NATURE TRUE!

And on the right.. the black and white

version

of my father..

with his identical twin brother

on the left..

at age 17..

or so….

Thanks GOD for my eXistence..

AND my X-Catholic Priest Paternal Grandfather..

who decides to leave the ‘ORDER’.. TOO..

and finds a 17 year old woman..

at his age of 36.. to get married….too…..

from his Parish…..

Mother Nature TRUE Beats human rules..

ALL THE TIME.. ALL AS GOOD…

in the end………all that is.. IS IS…..

And finally.. the censored version

for PG13 audiences of my renaissance male nude ART…

still developing last June.. about the time i stopped

censoring it..to break more social norm rules…

but STILL KEEPING IT ALL LEGAL..

ON RESTRICTED BLOG WAY.. after that…

And yes.. i will certainly be amiss..

if i do

not include

my

Mother

WHO DEFINITELY DOES

give me

the gift of Sacred Unconditional Love..

at the age of 17.. as above.. my Father…

And there is me

in the lower

right

hand

corner

at

17 too..

why break a trend…

*@word906@*

*

NONE

OF

IT is real NOW..

so i stick with NOW..

as FIRST AND LAST CAUSE AS IS…

AND OH GOD.. IS life easy that way.. per GOD that’s NOW…

ALL truly GREAT enlightened and awakened philosophers focus on now…

Only abstract language.. collective intelligence and complex cultural abstract concepts take one away from GOD that’s NOW…

God IS the first and last cause NOW AS IS WonENOW…

And that’s just common sense and emotions.. even withOUT without abstract language.. collective intelligence.. and complex cultural ways.. of living life…

Seriously.. it’s best to worship GOD AS NOW…

Any questions…

Oh and by the way..

typo up there with two withouts..

sorry about that.. i’m sure it made it

even MORE

CONFUSing….

BUT THE bottom line IS..

i use common

sense to rule my life..

not religion or science…

AND that IS INSTINCTUAL

AND INNATE human potential…

And sorry to keep beating a LIVE horse

BUT IT IS THE innate and instinctual REASON

i press 930LBS with my legs at age 54

and the crowd thinks i’m on roller skates

when i dance.. literally speaking.. as i just receive that remark

and applause last night from a basketball crowd at my military gym…

i’m already in Ripley’s believe it or not IN LIVING COLOR REALITY.. PER REASON OF innate instinct and NOT RELIGION OR SCIENCE…

And seriously what i’m saying here is to focus too much on book learning and to forget what innate instinctual human nature can be when practiced is to miss the circus of life.. enjoyed as such…

But of course the CIRCUS IS NOT FOR EVERYONE.. friend…

i understand that…

But maybe there are other potential circus

performers in the reading audience

that can use some inspiration

to be ‘SUPERMEN OR

WOMEN

too..

But anyway..

the so-called

higher

power

of

GOD

is in instinct and intuition from within..

NOT RELIGION OR SCIENCE…

THAT’S ALREADY A

PROVEN FACT..

PER REFERENCE OF

scientists who study the

FEATS OF TIBETAN

MOUNTAIN

MONKS.

i ‘JUST DO IT’…

IN Public.. that’s the only difference…

IN other words ‘i came down from the Mountain’…

And i am moving them too.. in Metaphor.. of course…

Sure.. i for one.. am certainly not too all knowing.. to discount that…

Sure.. nothing is GOD too…

Ynot…

Yup.. i am most definitely into the FORCE THINGY AS GOD..

AND we and OTHERS are the sentient FORCE OF FORCE

as a synergistic SENTIENT FORCE…

Seriously.. if it wasn’t for psychopathic leaning religious leaders

ALL FOR THE POWER AND GLORY AND MATERIALISTIC GAINS THROUGH SUBJUGATION OF HUMANS THROUGH ILLUSORY FEARS.. AND REPRESSION AND OPPRESSION OF HUMAN NATURE this could be so DAM easy…

MY CAT Yellow Boy THANKS GOD EVERYDAY..

HE MISSED THAT PART OF HUMAN illusory LIFE…

AND Madonna has IT All FIGURED OUT TOO…

Oh and by the way..

for the non-metaphorical

deciphering minds out there..

the Devils are religion

and Love

IS

GOD

And

Nietzche

is the POPE!

Any questions…

Oh and by the way…

Nothing definitely exists….

IN HUMAN IMAGINATION…

THAT MAKES IT REAL…

LIKE EVERYTHING ELSE WE IMAGINE…

AND WE IMAGINE EVERYTHING WE SEE..

WITH EYES

OPEN OR CLOSED..

SO IN human REALITY NOTHING DOES NOT EXIST

AND IT DOES TOO…

It depends on who you ask…

So given everyone as part of reality.. yes.. it exists.. at least in imagination…

And iMagiNatIon is part of HUMAN QUANTUM reality and REaLiTy in GeneREAL

1477

Yes.. this is already super long..
but i do it for art and not for bucks..
i have no target audience.. just love for God all that is..
as if i do not explore my
entire human
Nature
and
expand it
and fulfill
all poTenTiaL
i sPit on God’s
fAce for this gift of life…
‘you’ can listen to lies all you
want.. but i listen directly to God within..:)

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/02/13/the-day-before-valentines-day/

Hmm.. “The day before Valentine’s Day…”.. not an easy task really
overall.. yes thousands of hours of constant practice
tens of thousands of published and shared selfies..
but to become a real live David per se
in Michelangelo Nude
selfie
work of
art.. started
in 2013.. as per
Isaiah naked prophet
wandering to get another
historical prophecy knocked
out and fulfilled in case any
scientist thinking mind didn’t/doesn’t think
it happened then as i for one can empirically
prove i did/do it now.. now.. hehe.. for even
over 3 years now.. and yes.. of course the
King David undies dancing pARt in
restricted public links
and yes.. finally
someone..
anyone..
heHe..
fulfilling
the more embarrassing
and in some revisions of
the old bible what they
call as more vile ways
of appreciating this gift of
life aS pleaSure by celebrating
God within as Temple of God from
head to toe.. with no pARt or function
any less sacred and holy FULL of meaning
and purpose than any oTheR paRt of GoD wHole
noW within and as Temple of God US too in flesh
and blood now too.. so.. yes.. just basicAlly staRting
out in the undies pArt and the blog that was public that
is now private as free lance stripping blog was a little too
much satire for some literal folks to understand then to really
see that this is frigging art at core of Michelangelo type nude
new age renaissance male nude art fully blown now of course
in Free Verse Nude Poetry way more HIGH bRow as Ocean
whOle poem human expresSinG art can all the
way go now for sure
he
HE..
in places
no poet
dares
to go
now for
sure as Google
sHows at least.. heHE..
hey.. John 14:12 as hiStory
sHows is all raw and iSReal too..
and while i stArted out a bit with
feminine grace in undies way.. the
whole thing now has been assessed as
full blown masculine by the expert
now who is the wife
of
course
who rates
it by a very
discerning eYe
for masculine beauty too..
and who else do i have to please..;)

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2014/02/13/god-aint-dead/

Hmm.. another three year
old MacroVerse Memory
heaR named “GOD aint’ dead”..
dealing or trYinG to deal with
Nihilists in “Big Lebowski” way on
the Wrong Planet website then which is
truly a lot like trying to make a pig pretty
by putting lipstick on it.. as the pig don’t give
a shit about lipstick or have any idea as reference
point iN what lipstick is other than what they can
see of color red or whatever of course.. anyWay..
i tried for a while until they banned
me and i shook my sandals
off from that
hell on
earth
online
and went
to greener
so called
free poetry
pastures
and they
banned me
there and
i come
heaR again..
wHEre i don’t ban
God within Free aT all hehe..
i’LL BRinG the water but i can
neither make pigs or horses drink
or humans either.. as pigs and horses
in real life already live in and as
and with God with no problems
of spoon fed data download
almost from birth
to separate
them from
unity
with
God.. sad..
sad.. human race..
the race most lost
overall from unity with
GoD WHole MoTher Nature
TruE plUs as US whOle
and pARt too..
Ocean
wHOle
SpRing
NoW oF
LiFE NoW
Field as waves
and particles GroW wHole more..
refreshing Ocean cool Heaven.. NoW..
aT
leASt
for me
meek and
last and
first
and
all of that
iN Heaven NoW
all humble aS Such
naked and free God within
LiVinG ForCE aLL FReED me@leASt..;)

As i quote that short
MacroVerse heAR
sEE for WTFTW..;)

xxXXxxXxxXXxxXXxx wrote:

God is Dead originally appeared in Goethe’s Faust Nietzsche just borried.
How’s that for controversial?

aghogday wrote:

Yes ..i wouldn’t be surprised..if some of the dejected and despaired ancient Egyptians said the same thing ..about Isis..Osiris..and or Horus…

Sometimes the glass IS HALF FULL ..sometimes IT IS half empty…

It’s much easier to believe in an all encompassing benevolent force when the glass is more than half full..

Been there done that in both places…

That’s why i just describe ‘IT’ as a force..

Sometimes it ain’t pretty..but i guess tHere ain’t no choice but to deal with..IT on a moment to moment basis..in the NOW…!

WE all answer to nature..and our nature as human beings..that for sure is something none of can escape..on this planet ..as long as we live..

But i say why not enjoy bliss forever in the NOW..as when one is in that place…

EVERYTHING ELSE IS A MOOT POINT..:)
NO WORRIES…

BE HAPPY..IS WHAT IT CAN BE

ALL ABOUT..:)

HAPPINESS CAN BE THE ALL

ENCOMPASSING TRUTH…

OR DESPAIR CAN BE
THE ALL

ENCOMPASSING TRUTH…

I CHOOSE THE FORMER..
AND STAY THERE IN
THE
NOW..:) 🙂 :)!!!

Whoa.. this i really
getting to be a
long MicroVerse
now.. almost
like a
book
hehe..
or at least
close to half
a one per this
entire MacroVerse
heAR now closing in on
20K words.. yes.. now named
aS “SeNtiEnT sTaR duST plUS”..
yep.. number 746 and 75 too..
of Ocean Whole Poem SonG oF mY SoUL
and Nether Land Bible 2017 respectively aS Such..;)

And before i forgET.. in regard to my last two selfie
T-Shirts per Vincent Van Gogh Batman and
Vincent Van Gogh Superman shirts
of Starry Night
way.. while
everyone has
been looKing forward
to someone like Trump
to kick ass.. Superman
snuck in as thief
way of
art
all iN
the liGht
as such like
Batman too..
in the
niGht
with no
weapons
but
art
words in
NoW as pen
is aS Such too
as art of words and
feat oF Feet as Dance
and SonG from head to toe..;)

And hears the thing about keeping
the nut case empathy less and
no compassion folks off
my ass if money
rules your
life with
fear and
hate you
will never come
heaR as i for one
understand human
nature all
too
well
and sad
as separation
from God.. as if you
live by the Lincoln
Cent and the Washington
dollar there is nothing i have
to offer you heAR but Art as Love..
all FReED.. hmm.. and you are expecting
something like a murderer again.. huh.. nah..
Love doesn’t kill.. Love wins in flesh and blood free..
meanwhile
enjoy
the
Trump
you wish
for as that’s
what you get what
you vote for in fear and hate..
it’s a self-fulfilling prophecy..
trUst me or not when all is sAid and done
in art.. i’LL just geT sEnt to anoTheR
‘planET’ to save or maybe
just sip
some
pure
water
on the
beach with
an infinite number
of lovely angelic like
women with only smiles..
infinity
of
smiles..
that need
no words at all..
but Angelic SpiRit
DAncE and SinG oF liGht..;)

Whoops! already did that
dOne that do that
as the
empirical
evidence
shows
heAR
that can
not be refuted
as science shows now.. haha..
God
is
Good
when LiGht
rules as sMiLes
of FReED @leAST for me.. hehe..;)

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And finAlly just another
lovely photo of the
wife who
is
my greaTEst
assistant and
Lover of course..:)

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Isn’t she sweet at age close
to age 47 now too.. this from
a year ago.. at the ‘sinning’
caSiNos in Biloxi that
Bow to the
Trump
cent
and
dollar
dump.. hehe..
iN isREaL
Gehenna
aS Such
cRap ugh
sHit ugh.. just ugh..;)

Facebook Friend Candice
and Author and poet
friend responds
so kindly..
sweetly..
and
nicely..
with a wonderful
compliment toward
Katrina and me that
says.. then and now…

I think you are married to one of
the most beautiful girls I have seen!

And i return again with..

Thanks Candice.. yes it’s true..
she is Queen Isis and Goddess too..;)

#JesUSwon

Hmm.. and the
title changes
again
hehe..
like
a thief
in the NiGht
and to be clear
thaT is literal and metaphor too2..;)

“Lot of threads to keep in my
head man”.. as ‘the
Dude’
sAid
2..;)

Off to publish NoW
And put aLL thE
paRts
iN
tHeir
pLaces..;)

oH.. butt.. before
i go again.. that reminds
me as i change the title back
to “USLOVE NoW”.. the priest yesterday
for the second time since i’ve been visiting
there for about 42 months too.. in so-called
Catholic Church that is only Universal about
God whole when you play by tHeir Labyrinth of rules..
“Out of the Labyrinth” you can look it up.. my Grandaddy
X-Catholic Priest Dude really wrote that book too.. hehe..
as i carry on a tradition of sorts and get rid of all the middle
men and go straight
to the
source
of God
NoW2..
yes.. he said
for the second time
that love is only will
and action.. not a feeling
or emotion.. so.. sure he thinks
that Romantic love only applies
to puppy love obviously never experiencing
the heaven of now that is aGApe Love as fulfilling
all EmoTioNs and SenSes as Love for all in even Fowler’s
top of the pyramid of Faith and Love same as hiGher GoD Given
HUman NaTurE isreal as isreal gets in liGht of Heaven noW anywHere
butt heAR in flesh and blood heARt.. SpiRit of soUL for all heRe
on eARTh.. and i look at my priest who was my tennis buddy from
high school.. and a top 10 member of smARty pants as i only
tied 11 with my best friend Lynn who i really wished
was my girl friend then as i loved her so
much with all my smiles that
had no idea
what
sex
even
was then..
full as such
as Penthouse
only showed
so much
flesh
then and
acts of course too
for virgins until age 18
like me then too.. anyway i felt
sorry for the risen Monsignor to the
top of his profession as without the agape
of feeling and sensing all unconditional Love
the motivation to let queers get married in the
church and to understand the kindness and empathy
and compassion of not driving women to coat hanger
abortions again.. will never happen until Jesus really
comes back
and
does
more
than sit
in the back
pew and sing
with choirs of
angels and lead the
Nicene Creed from the
back in Holy SpiRit voice
that omits the lies that remain
in a Creed that still omits paRt oF
God’s Nature as equally as holy and
sacred and full of meaning and purpose
for priests who still live in a closet
away
from
their
human nature
free and to be clear
that priest admitted
he was asexual from high school..
and tHeir is nothing wrong with that
as some people are even born psychopathic
with no compassion and empathy for anyone
deeper down with feeling and emotion
and senses but sure they
can still develop
a moral
and ethical
code for others
with Love by will
too.. but just ’cause YOU
DO NOT EXPERIENCE THE HEAVEN
OF AGAPE LOVE doesn’t mean
it doesn’t exist and
what’s so
sad really
is no
one has
been able
to explain this
to him or even questioned
him about it as he keeps saying
it that must only mean that likely
almost no one in his entire parish
lives
in
isreal
agape
love
heaven
now.. more
than words
it is
the
reward
of pure liGht
FeeLinG and SeNSinG
LiFe iN Heaven now for
those who seek and find it
as the LiVinG GoD as purE LiGht
Love within now.. too.. and more than
anything else this itself explains why so-called
Christians voted for Trump today.. they dont’ get
Heaven now as promised in the same generation then
as is now at hand now unless they F iN Work for it
like an
Olympic
Spiritual
Athlete
in all
hours of
Heaven always
open now with
no distance and
space and time at all
as in heaven there is none
of that butt Heaven isREaL now..
a life long pursuit of excellence
in seeking and finding God living within
and reborn all awake and enlighTened being
in UniSon
and Unidaughter
and UnieTc.. all oNe
whOle Ocean God NoW oNe..:)

All i can and will do is
give and share this..
take it as A
gRain
oF sAlt
thAT i
AM
2
or thE
sAlt oFeARTh
iN Captain sAlt way
too.. heHe.. as my wife
says i have a ‘reAlly big head’..
as i finish aGain with a Mr. Kite Song..
thiNK about it deeper.. iF ya can/will as i juST
fulfilled
an unwitting
Beatle Synchronicity
Sacred ScArab story
Prophecy
too..
aGaiN..;)

And iN repRise and ending
and beGinninG aGain alWays
now.. a couple of enclosed
MicroMicroVerses from a
MicroVerse of juSt
noW anothER
MacroVerse
of Ocean
WhoLe
Poem
SonG
oF mY soUL
longest long form
poem now STiLL exceeding
3.3 million words now aGaiN2.. from
a Facebook Memory from a year ago today too.. hehA..
and yes that was before the 1.12 Million word
Bible.. Nether Land Bible 2017 stArted
on Memorial Day of 2016
too about
a “tSuNaMi
7tH WaVe
oF LoVE”
then2..
as first Macroverse
then of what now comes
to be here a 75 MacroVerse
Bible about one and a half
times bigger than that old
King James version contributed
to by literally thouSands of scribes
and desert oral tradition wanderers and
lots of publishing help too.. rememberer.. John 14:12..
heAR going done down isREal all noW 2 for isREaL NoW2.. with more to come
alWays with many more folks doing more than me in the future too as so many
folks have
already
accomplished
this in othEr
feats of
arts
and
sciences
too.. eTc… eT aL.. too2.. for example John Lennon and the Beatles2..:)

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2016/05/30/tsunami-7th-wave-of-love/

My understanding is that about 1% of the population
is not capable of feeling Love at all as far
touchY feelY Love goes..
with other humans
and animals.. gigoid..
yes.. BORN THAT WAY..
so it is any surprise
that the top percent
controls the rest of
the resources
away from
other humans
or in the top 10
vocations.. of
psychopathy
checklist
points..
the clergy
ranks in the top 10..
no.. it’s not..
as that’s
what religion
is all about too..
controlling the resources
from food to vagina.. and
other related items for
subsistence
of selfish
genes.. and gains..
hmm.. sharing is the
way of human being..
freedom is the way of life..
but truly there are no Universals
that apply to any one human
being.. as we are all
both same
and unique
UniVerses
as humans
fractals
of the
wHole.. iN
aLL beYond
rainBow colors..
i believe in magic
’cause it’s REAL
AND i for one
can
PROVE
iT WITH
GOOGLE LiNKS..
AND wInks now..
with the placebo
and nocebo
effect
and
affect..
of course..
empiricAlly
measurable
and provable
iN mY liFe too..;)

Wise words my friend.. indeed.. FLow iN the ZOne..
Mindfully aware.. wheRe the answers are aLL at
the Beach.. in the Forest.. on River’s edges
and wHerever else basic subsistence
is plentiful for balance now..
i believe in Karma
and no
doubt..
the misery and
suffering i see aLL
around me now.. most
everywhere i go.. both offline
and on.. is a direct result of selfish
humans who decided to own each
other and the earth as a lifeless
part of Nature without
any right to
exist
on its
own without
some ridiculously
ignorant human beings
making the rules of taking
and collecting.. instead of
giving and sharing.. humans..
overall.. have already dug tHeir
own grave and are just
laying there
rotting
slowly
while the indigenous
ones of uS aLL naturAlly
do come back to liFe now..
and yes.. simply exist..
moving.. connecting
and creating.. wE
Free Indians
again.. now..
meanwhile.. i enjoy
the spOils of the ‘whiteman’..
kNowing and most imporTanTly
FEELING that this place now
is a little sliver of heaven
out of the entire UniVerse..
wheRe i get
both heaven..
a warm bed..
a hot shower..
and toilet paper..
and yeah.. that beautiful
wife on back of the horse
who at her pleasure pleases
my every desire.. is
icing
now on
my cake..
sMiLes again..
i’m not sure what
i did to deserve heaven
other than trying harder
than most juSt to exist..
my friend.. gigoid.. now..
i am a beach
i surf
the earth
iN breeze..
and i show
other folks how
to do it.. and of
course it is
mostly
the children
and young adults
who can even see me..
yeah.. and as a final note..
a small child about 100 feet
down the Aisle at Walmart
hiding in a side Aisle
watching me dance
my wild and
free Wal
mart dance..
coming out in
the middle of the
Aisle jumping up
and down squealing
with delight and yes..
excited applause..
hmm.. every
minute or so..
going back into
hiding.. like the
child then now
just arrived at
Disney World…
yeah…
sure..
i am
Mickey
Mouse2..;)

And now..
for now i say..
yeS on 2.13.2017.. at 2:44 pm..

Oh by A Way..
i did not sET out
to do
any
thing..
RiVer..
flowS iN
ZonE noW moRe
OceAn wHOle Now..
MiLeStOnes
seT afTer
sTreAms
gRow
wavEs
shorEsmiLeStoNes MorE..
and believe it or not Ripley
and Horatio that’s kindA hoW
thE wHOle EnChiLdA works NoW2..;)

http://freeversenudepoetry.blogspot.com/2016/08/i-am-jesus2-how-bout-you2-free-verse.html

http://freeversenudepoetry.blogspot.com/2017/02/supertramp2-free-verse-nude-poetry.html

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BeforE and After NovEL pARTy

BeforE and After NovEL pARTy
Introductory post to Free Novels..:)

GodsUniVerseNovel

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41K words
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51K words
Free Verse Poetry Novel..:)

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GodsUniVerseNovel3

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

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

CrediTs FiELd oF DreAMs

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

Love iS
ALLTHaTis..:)

GRains oF SaNd
hOld mounTain
oF LoVe NoW..:)

GodsUniVerse 42 HiTchHiKinG

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

After Book oF Fred

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

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

After Dance oF Fred
NeverEverLand DoN’T
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 ThanksGiVinG Words 2016

12 MiLioN ThanksGiVinG Words 2016

Documenting 12 Million words written
Since ThanksGiVinG oF 2010 or
A Seventh Book wHOle noW
oR wiTh 16 Macro-Verses
sTarTinG October
2016.. enDinG..
oN ThanksGiving
2016.. iT iS wHAt
iT is..
NoW..
surELy
Longgg.. NoW..;)

2nd NT iN HeaVen TwELve ‘Sixteen

Included as 13 Macro-Verse liNks iN
Grand Cross Bible 2016.. 181,291 words..:)

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2016/12/25/grand-cross-bible-2016/

Grand Cross Bible 2016

61 Macro-Verse chapter liNks
provided in this last chapter as
full table of contents oF A 915K
Word.. Personal Bible aS SucH..
Written from Memorial Day
2016 and finished and
published 7 months
later on Christmas
Day oF 2016..
Yes.. somE
whAT
F iN
EpiC..
aS thiS beComeS
mY 9th book completed
iN Star Year 2016 that ranges..
yes.. approaching 2 MilLioN words..
iNclusive oF 12 MilLioN.. over 6 years
written and recorded NoW oNline too..
Y.. yeS.. oF course.. ’cause i CaN Do WiLL..
WitH
thE ForcE
oF uNConDiTioNal
Fearless smART LoVe
wRiTe oN cOUrse..:)

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KATiE MiA FredericK 2016 A Year in Review

A ReView oF A Record Years of Record years..:)

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CoLoRs of HeAVeN Bible 2017

991K words
66 Macro-Verse Table of Contents Chapter liNks WiTH
5 added as a revision to ‘Grand Cross Bible 2016’
wHeRe A iSReaL Revelation oF HeaVeN
is made at the
eNd and continuing
beGiNNinG aS WeLL..:)

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2017/01/16/victory-lap-in-heaven-2017/

VicTorY LaP iN HeAVEn 2017

The rise oF A MiLLioN
Word Bible aT
Over 1.01 MiLLiON
Words and suRE..
A Victory Lap GoinG
aLong wiTh aLL thaT iS
And This aT thE 67th MacroVerse
oF thaT Bible.. pArt oF Ocean Whole Poem more..:)

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CelebRaTinG 42 MoNths iN HeAVEn

Yes.. most Definitely Worth
Celebrating and noting
in Epic way too..:)

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Nether Land Bible 2017

NoW A Third ReViSiOn of a Personal
MiLLioN plUs Word Bible
at this 69th MacroVerse
with liNks
to the
rest of the Bible
MacroVerse Chapters
arriving at 1,052,137 words
total at this 69th MacroVerse poinT
as words continue in coMiNg MacroVerses
after this 69th MacroVerse as nows continue to Go oN NoW..aLLFReED..LonGeR..;)

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  1. Old days.. days that i remember.. i must say..
    so much is missing from school days..
    as i really loved being part of a
    flesh and blood group whether
    or not i was everyone’s
    favorite person or
    not.. i remember
    the Land
    kids
    on the river
    front from the time
    i was so small at age 3 and
    above.. yes.. last name was
    Land.. there were a whole bunch of
    them who played together from break
    of dawn to end of sunset thru night and
    it was just me and my sister and mother
    and my grandmother and i am having a little
    trouble now as my mother is sick and she refuses
    to go the doctor not unlike me when i almost died in
    2008 as i was terrified of Doctors and didn’t go to one in
    23 years as they almost put me away for good in ’81 and
    i was always afraid i might really be crazy as i had these out
    of control emotional feelings and anxiety that overwhelmed me so much
    that i just wanted to escape like i did in Middle School and stay on Summer
    Vacation forever just me and my dog and family at home so no one would be
    mean to me then.. and that’s the thing.. when you are outcast.. your pet and immediate
    family means everything.. and my father never seemed like he liked me very much as he
    never had anything to say..
    but i finally
    learned
    why
    as that
    was where
    the part of the
    Asperger’s Syndrome came
    from and when he died and i wrote
    a lot about it.. no one offered any kind
    wishes to me then.. so i knew how alone
    online was then.. and yes that was before
    i met the Rafiah online.. who was the first
    real person who was kind to me back then
    in the Summer of 2014.. as i spent years on
    the ‘Wrong Planet’ where people didn’t have
    any feelings expressed for other people at
    all.. like mechanical parts in machines
    and for me it wasn’t hard to tell
    people i cared about them..
    it was just how it came
    out that made
    me seem
    strange
    to them then.. but
    you see.. before i got sick
    and before i got pushed up higher
    in the administration of government work
    and for almost two decades of Bowling Center
    work.. particularly the first decade when no supervisory
    serious responsibilities were mine then.. i just enjoyed the
    warm human touch and juSt a smile with eyes and thank you
    sir and m’am and come again and all that stuff.. and people were
    nice to me no matter how strange i walked and ran down the middle
    of the lanes to get deadwood then.. as they could see i was sincere
    and when a lady later asked me why i was so nice.. after i told her
    i was a supervisor of the place and she said that is why you
    are nice and i was thinking WTF are you talking about
    lady i like people ’cause i like them and that’s
    all there is too it.. and then the Christian
    Group Bowlers who came in told
    me i was the best example
    of a Christian they
    ever met after i hadn’t
    been to church in a decade or
    so then eventually to make 23 years
    too.. about the distance i went without seeing
    a doctor too.. respecting people’s freedoms is what
    i do.. i offer dissension but i am not one to enforce any
    laws by desire on my own.. and i guess after my father left
    as my mother said.. before i was three it seemed like i idolized
    him then.. although i cannot remember him ever being with us..
    i guess i became scared my mother would leave and not come back
    too.. as i was severely attached to her.. and was always afraid she
    would not come home when she went to work.. and when i visited
    my father in Tallahassee.. i would get homesick as there didn’t
    feel like there was any warm and cozy love there
    anywhere but home.. eventually.. i learned
    to give that love i had gained from
    my mother as i never fully
    gave up and eventuAlly
    even though i was
    so strange
    that the
    President
    of the nerd
    Beta Club said welcome
    Ladies and Gentlemen when
    i came into the meeting by adding..
    And welcome Fred too.. suggesting
    i didn’t fit in anywhere.. although later.. he
    who had a crush on my best beloved friend
    Lynn.. admitting that i was everyone’s favorite
    person of course meaning Lynn.. my friend.. and he
    couldn’t understand why.. well.. the truth is.. it was the
    Unconditional Love my mother gave me from ages 0 to
    3 before she had to go to work that made my soul whole
    no matter what.. eventually through life.. and although my mother
    has had many issues of her own through her later years thaT Love
    was the greaTest gift i could ever wish anyone and that Love was what
    attracted the Katrina to me.. and what has made me an epic Lady’s man..
    hehe.. through my life as my eYes are love and those eyes cAMe from my mother’s
    Love forever then and forever now.. i am having a hard time with this but i have been
    to hard
    times
    in hell
    and i just
    hope my mother’s
    pain goes away soon..
    and that is the beauty
    of writing as i
    can get
    this
    out if no
    where else
    but my soul..now.. among
    my favorite memories now are
    my sister and me and my mother
    watching Alfred Hitchcock TV shows
    late at night when she let me have coffee
    that helped me concentrate.. i had so many
    warm and fuzzy feelings of Love when i was young
    and when i became so ill and lost my emotions and had
    no idea what emotions really were except some felt really
    special and good.. i asked my mother.. please bring that feeling
    back.. help me to live again as human please.. and eventually
    God of Nature gave me that gift again.. and i refuse to
    ever hold it back again no matter how soft
    or strange anyone calls
    me as sissy
    or queer
    like they
    used to in middle
    school for being all
    happy and smiley then..
    no vengeance for me.. i’LL keep smiling
    instead.. thank you.. and those bullies did
    continue in work life too.. vague and behind
    the back.. back stabs too per do.. thinking i didn’t
    know what was going on.. that’s okay.. Love wins.. iT DO..:)

  2. maKing Love God.. A great thing
    as sure.. Love IS A great Force…
    taKing that message and
    making it into
    a man
    alone
    is totAlly miSsinG the
    Message of Love as a UniVersal
    God of Nature Given hUman
    greater poTenTiaL
    as and of
    and is
    bliss
    as
    life..
    as the coffee
    cup says.. Love one
    another like i have loved
    you.. sure ..just another version
    of the Golden rule.. as quote from
    John 13:34 on the breakFast cup..
    what else.. yes.. For where two or
    more are gathered in my name there i am
    in the midst of them.. from Matthew 18:24 as nicely
    illustrated as fog dispersing in the morn of a living tree..
    see.. you really have to be somewhat of a poet to understand
    where the teachings are coming from.. while we use symbols like
    the Goddess Venus in Roman Form and Aphrodite in Greek form
    to express the virtues of Love.. Beauty and Sexuality although Beauty
    as the flesh and Sexuality as the flesh is denigrated somewhat in Christianity
    oF old and not so much in some places in the Old Testament as it is clear to see
    that beauty at least as beauty of Nature is honored in the David Psalms.. where the
    New Testament is more about getting in touch with spirit.. yes.. regulation of your emotions
    and integration of your senses for a BaLanCinG Force of Faith as Focus in life for gaining
    liGht over dARk as Force oF LiGht LIFe.. as the study of human EmoTiOns in regulating
    and experiencing them and naming them and mastering them is still a young science
    in the fields that help folks with our inner UniVerse that is the greATest oF all
    to eXplore and master with relative free will.. as gifted in potEnTiaL
    we are by the GoD of NaTuRE aLL to this PoinT of eXistencE
    noW.. thing is we are still talking about the deep
    South.. the back woods in old Jerusalem
    days too.. extremely patriarchal..
    where boys must potentially
    become warriors
    away from Love
    Empathy
    and
    Compassion
    ALL to avoid the
    human aversion
    in killing others
    to defend the tribe
    to gain and maintain
    resources in areas of
    environmental scarcity in case
    you thought this was gonna be an
    all mush talk here instead of Fredtalk… ha!..
    WeLL.. theRe is the Wisdom of gaining TrUth oF KnoWledge
    and tHeRE is the LiGht of gaining emotional regulation and
    sensory integration and transcendence from the every day
    worries and never ending ruminating over worries too..
    until one becomes a worry factory that never
    stops thinking about
    what might
    go
    wrong
    next.. until basically
    one becomes a worry
    wart on a frog and never
    turns into a princess or prince
    and far far from a master in relative
    free will of the inner human UnivERse
    as Queen and King of one’s own existence
    co-creating wiTh GoD as one FocuSinG Faith Force
    of WiLL and Love.. finally getting away from the DArk
    ForCe of Fear and hate.. problem is though.. we are more than
    a head.. yes we have a miNd and BoDy too.. fully encompassing
    uS too.. and while most meditation for mindful awareness to regulate
    emotions and integrate senses focuses on stuff associated with the head
    like breathing and thinking alone.. the body is where the emotions and senses
    flow or stay stagnate until one needs massage or rough ‘rolfing’ to even remember
    there is body down there below the neck after one has been sitting in front of a screen
    almost all day long in one spot where the potential for ergonomic injury can be greatest
    as sitting still is a repetitive movement too that can create all types of pain from head to
    toe if some other balancing movement does not come to Balance a body out in
    moving force of now.. as well as moving to burn harmful and cumulative
    stress hormones that over time can destroy every body system
    from head to toe too.. and no.. this is no “wive’s tale/woo” this
    is science now that definitely shows stress
    kills.. stress kills and is responsible
    indirectly and directly for
    much misery and
    suffering in
    chronic
    illness and
    addictions.. both
    substance and behavioral
    too.. like video game addictions..
    gambling and too much porn as take sexuality
    off the table and appreciation for the beauty of Nature
    all together and one has the opposite problem of NDD..
    Nature Deficit Disorder.. yeS it is important to keep a little
    naked Apollo and Aphrodite in your life to keep the dopamine
    and androgen and estrogen juices of life strong along with the
    social bonding neurohormone oxytocin and no.. hell no.. not that
    pain killer that sounds like that word either per oxycontin as oxytocin
    is actually identified as the human all natural love drug that is facilitated
    by touchy feely love.. yes matter of science fact.. even touching yourself too
    as the athletes say adjusting yourself to feel human again after a long day of
    anxiety creating competition as love kills fear and anxiety and hate overall and
    that is why there ain’t much fear and hate on Bikini Beach where Aphrodite.. the
    Goddess of beauty and sexuality and yes love rains free in bikini bottoms and tops
    and speedos i guess for folks who are into that too.. hehe.. fact is.. you get some love learning
    in church to the death of healthy sexuality and appreciation for Nature as anything other but
    dominating both.. so it’s true.. in many ways Buddhism is lacking Tai-Chi but now that the
    hair nets have been removed at church and been replaced with short skirts..
    action speaks much louder than words in truth and light too.. including
    healthy and open sexuality and beauty too.. so we are getting
    there slowly in words and much faster in do.. as hUman
    nature is God Nature free when we are free to
    mindfully and bodily get back away
    from prison of cultural
    and religious
    illusions
    away
    from human nature
    where reAlly transcendence
    is just being human again no different
    than our forager indigenous Indian ancestors
    that we are still at core once we remove the idols
    as forms of words and statues of men/women/goddesses/gods
    and come to understand fully unclothed as all natural liFE/liGht..
    the essence underneath all trUth and liGht that is the essence of
    God Nature as gifted to us free.. so on this Saint Valentine’s Day
    i invite
    you to
    get away
    from machines
    of words and forms
    and become the essence
    of what you feel and sense
    and yes.. thiNk too of what humanity
    as gifted by God is free in you.. different
    brushes for God’s masterpiece painting..
    different sexual orientations and abilities to
    sense and feel liFE.. and unique and same
    we are as paRts and fractals of God whOle
    but truly when the form becomes Truth
    and liGht and the essence is no
    longer lived we become
    statues too..
    and
    empty shells
    of words that no longer
    have a flesh and blood liGht
    beating breath of liFe as HeARt..
    SpiRit whOle as MiNd and boDy
    BaLanCinG soUl for now and in the
    spirit of miNd and BoDy BaLance this is
    my Saint Valentine Fred’s Wish for you.. hehe..
    A Cup of Love and a Plaque of Beauty and two dolphins
    that swim as empathy and compassion forevermore now
    with a lust for life now too that never ends in Bliss and Nirvana
    as the Heaven of now.. chances are i might have left something out
    and no problem as sooner or later someone else will seek it and find
    it and experience it and share it in other words and other symbols and other
    expressions of art too.. Venus you.. Aphrodite you.. and Jesus you too. Dance
    and SinG them aLL as one force of Love LuST and Beauty pARt and WhOLe BaLanCinG
    ForCe
    as
    Focus
    Faith for and as
    LiFE liGht iN aS TrUth now..:)

  3. https://thefeatheredsleepcom.wordpress.com/2017/02/14/taking-my-time-to-die/

    SMiLes.. my friEnd.. Candy..
    the touch of two legs
    early in the morning..
    one older and furry
    one smooth
    and never
    aging..
    No.. not
    dominating
    sexual but soft
    touch that has no
    distance.. space or
    time.. the warm and
    fuzzy feeling of love that
    never ages that lives
    in old age
    and
    never
    ages when real..
    and perhaps the beyond
    saddest part of all is when that
    smooth leg of eternal youth touches
    the fur of middle age and the beast that
    was love became empty as a beast of numb
    and i had it all and i had it none.. as Love is
    essence and never
    form alone
    of a
    middle
    aged furry
    leg and a smooth
    one that never ages
    shaved close and loved
    as much smooth or peach
    fuzz too.. and when i go to the
    bar and hear the young men talk about
    women.. raised with only form of porn never finding
    heARt that warms a soul and heart and spirit in oldest
    age of
    essence
    spiRit
    heaRt
    soUL young..
    tHeRE IS A death
    thEre that may never be
    gained as liGht as LiFE that
    never ages as Love.. and sure.. as that
    Love potential left me in neurochemical
    and organic way for 66 long months without
    the human furry smooth feeling loving touch..
    i know where skyscrapers with labels and neon
    God’s come from.. they come from a Love that no longer
    exists.. i know where 10 Million dollar homes come from that
    seLL God as Love as making bigger bucks.. they come from a Love
    that no longer exists as free flesh and blood touch feely taste smell that
    never
    growS
    old..
    no distance..
    no space.. no time..
    no age.. so.. Happy Valentine’s
    day.. my friend.. Candice.. the feathered
    Sleep with Hugs of Love that never age..:)

  4. Happy Valentine’s Day one more time as the
    Sweet Heart days ends soon.. and in preparation
    for our two doctor’s appointments of maintenance
    check-ups in addition to me being down somewhat
    with a cold for over two weeks now in what seems like
    two different ones caught over that period of time.. i thought
    out loud to my self.. hmm.. too bad i don’t have a Valentine’s shirt
    to wear out and about getting the required subsistence items from
    Walmart after the appointment ended and lots of stuff going down at once
    with my mother refusing to go to the Doctor.. to the point of her losing bladder
    control now and delirium and thanks God she finally gave in and she does have
    a sepsis infection and undergoing tests now to see all of what’s wrong as she
    has refused to go to a doctor now for 12 years and lost a whole lot of weight all
    of the sudden last year and has had severe hip pain off and on too.. her
    wish was never to go to the doctor again
    and die at peace
    at home..
    and we
    are surely
    glad she finally
    agreed to go to the
    hospital as she was really
    suffering and it was getting to
    the point we would have to go against
    her wishes.. to stay at home.. and as mentioned
    before.. done there did the almost death thing of ill..
    refusing the help that saved my life as there is a time
    and place always to get help and surely modern medicine
    saved my life and put me to sleep after 40 days of almost no
    sleep then with a synergy of life threatening disorders.. including
    the suicide disease.. type two trigeminal neuralgia.. no infection
    for me as sepsis is certainly life threatening too.. hopefully
    all will turn out well as prayers pour out for that
    with Good Will too.. best thing is.. she is
    getting the care she needs and
    hopefully her comfort
    will come away
    from pain now..
    not much for music or
    dance or poetry or much of anything
    but maintaining a will for good will to be
    strong as i am very close to my mother
    as she surely saved my life more than
    once in life too.. as mothers do
    when unconditional
    Love reigns
    with
    no
    holds barred
    of hugging love..
    so yeah.. i’LL hug love
    and too sick to go to the hospital
    to spread my germs and perhaps i will
    pour it out different in a prompt by dVerse
    on the topic of HeART as pain of the emotional
    kind is the muse of the deepest soul to sing a song
    of healing wherever that may come and go.. come what may to generate a tear
    of healing
    as the worst
    thing to do
    is hold
    it in
    that only leads
    to unresolved pain
    that can last for years
    if one can not let it all go for Love oF LiGht..:)

  5. i danced the night my father
    died as that is the way he led
    his
    life..
    fear freed..
    my mother on
    the other hand has
    lived her life love full..
    so i go to heart now..
    just waiting
    for come
    what
    may as Love.. as Love
    that the Love comes from
    continues to grow.. never is
    tHeRe a shortage oF LiGht to come..:)

    So.. here goes the Heart prompt at dVerse
    for now as this is surely therapeutic for me
    for now.. to keep afloat from going too dARk
    to the
    places
    i’ve been..:)

    ThE Lone souL that caves
    for hope.. the lone hope
    oF endless
    cave..
    a liGht
    comes.. a tunnel
    more.. A SonG SinGS
    DAncE moRe for Love..:)

    A heART sets us apART
    from birds and bees..
    A smARTsAdly
    takes
    away
    from
    ART oF Love..:)

    Finding Love iN
    candy jars
    not too
    hard..
    soft
    candy more
    In eYEs thaT Love
    sweeT heART ChocoLate Love..:)

    50 sHades darKer
    Red sings cards..
    sHards.. glasS HEart
    broKen
    in
    Blood
    oF Love..:)

    Art.. 60 percent smART
    sAMe for heART
    and pART
    oF eARTh
    as 75 percent
    of 60 percent more..
    Ocean Whole Love waters more
    than
    s
    and
    m and
    he and p
    and he and e and h
    backwards from Art as Love.. AM..:)

    SMiLes.. my friEnd.. Xenia Tran and happy
    Valentine’s to you and your family and
    family of Galgo’s from Spain.. and aren’t
    all dogs and cats ambassadors of Love
    for when humans
    are not up
    to the
    task of
    Love… animals
    come into to feel
    the spot of fill when
    humans fail.. some sadness
    here as my mother has fallen
    ill on Valentine’s day and our cat
    Yellow Boy comes to snuggle sadness
    for he
    has
    feelings
    of Love..
    our pets are love
    and i say to the world too..
    pet
    love
    my FriEnd..
    what a wonderful
    refuge you make
    heAR for canine Love..:)

    sMiLes.. my friENd..
    greaTest Love i for
    one kNow and FeeL
    And SenSe of Wife..
    is the life
    she
    leads
    to set me free…
    Happy Valentine’s
    Day to you.. too.. my friENd..
    hehe.. and thanks for helping..
    as i was looking for something
    to say to her
    special…
    Muse
    comes
    in all
    places oF LovE..:)

    Spent some time with the homeless..
    under bridges and sleeping
    on beaches
    in warm
    weather
    south.. often
    run off by the law..
    what i’ve come to find
    is.. it is the small group of humans
    who stick together for a forAge of
    liFe who
    kNow
    each
    otHeR’s
    souLs
    wiTh
    no restrAint
    of texting twitter heARTs
    with little characters oF aLL..:)

    Dreamtime of indigenous
    ancestors reaLiTy
    of now..
    Indians
    reconnecting
    As dance of life
    iN trance of love
    distance..
    space..
    time..
    Gone liGht
    aS LiFe oF DancE
    And SonG of soUL..
    animus and anima WoNe..:)

    For years.. For Decades spent
    and Christmas came and went
    And i becAMe work away from heART..
    And at my mother’s home.. sat cards of all
    those who touched her heARt from years of
    contact.. come again.. as love…
    No cards at my
    home for i was
    work with
    little
    Love to spread
    from desk and chair…
    My Grandmother became
    a painter in her 60’s after her
    father died.. my mother.. a poet..
    after her mother died.. and it seems
    my mother could be close to that in a hospital
    tonight.. yet known from the result of tests.. me..
    too sick with a cold to enter into sanitized rooms where
    germs could kill..
    the thing is.. i never
    took the time to send cards
    before.. as one must give
    without any expectation
    to receive
    as that’s
    how
    life works first..
    i find noW in older
    age more than ever before..
    i never forget anyone who is nice
    to me.. hehe.. and i rarely forget anyone
    in a bad way who is mean to me.. greaTest
    art comes from dARk when Love liveS on and
    the more i come to hurt the more i come to Love
    when
    Love
    wins Love wins.. lives liGht..
    Happy Valentine’s mY.. FriEnd..:)

    Valentine’s day.. sAd heaRt
    day for the lonely it seems
    but what outcasts feeL and
    seNse and Love
    best
    is Love
    coMe to be
    for all of what that
    is as green and living
    and even mountainous terrain
    when a grain of sand comes to be
    a
    SParkle
    oF Love
    from lEast to
    mosT..aLLone..:)

    SMiLeS.. HEarts
    poetry.. a sweetest
    candy on any
    day
    thaT
    bRings
    iT aLL
    out whaTever
    iT is that IS A
    hIding
    undercover
    spYinG eYes oF LiGht
    oR dArker SHades oF hAiry sTuFF..;)

    BesT heARts
    hAve wiNgs
    FlyInG
    bacK
    LiGht as Love
    neVer feaRinG lone
    aLLone flies hiGheR oNe..:)

    SMiLes.. my FriEnd.. Lillian..
    so sorry for your loss..
    Love lost love lives
    as eYes and words
    of love.. and my mother
    visits a doctor and hospital
    for the first time tonight.. in twelve years..
    sepsis.. delirium.. she only wanted it all at home..
    to live
    and die
    in peace at home..
    with no fear of death
    the gift of Loving Life.. ’till the end
    And beginning as gift oF aLL thaT is..:)

    And we just got the test results..
    Breast Cancer that went into Abdomen..
    Bone and Brain and the rest of her body too..
    with Cancer
    bleeding in
    Brain and the
    amazing thing is..
    a few days ago
    she beat my sister
    at Scrabble ..my friEnd..
    not expected to regain consciousness
    and when she did wake up incoherent it
    took three very large men to hold down
    her 120Lb body from escape.. my
    mother had has a will
    of steel..
    and
    she
    never
    gave up
    on me when
    i gave up on
    all of existence
    in life as death..
    she lived
    LiFE ’till
    the end
    with no regrets..
    i can only hope i do the same
    as Love wins when Life as LIGht..
    Love
    is
    worth Living..
    and death IS
    A blesSing for
    those who live liGht as Love..
    thaT
    spreads
    evermorenow..
    glad.. i had a person
    who is truly human to share this
    with in real time now online who cares..
    as Love does..Love..
    thanks Lillian..
    for alWays being
    a nice person.. to me..
    as
    liGht
    Lives Love..:)

    So.. yeah.. what to do now..
    what my mother taught me best
    to keep loving to keep loving and never give up..
    and with memories of so many days
    i thought my life
    was over
    and she
    said
    it will
    pass.. change
    will come.. it
    will pass.. change
    will come.. it did.. and i continue to live..
    with tears of a shoulder wHo Nurtures liGht as grOwn..:)

    And that’s all for now…

    Facebook Friend and
    nice niece Candie says..

    Beautifully written. My heart is heavy for what y’all are going thru..:(
    All my memories of her have been positive ones. Always a smiling face,
    welcoming heart and a giving spirit.

    And i say in return..

    Thanks Candie.. to put it short..
    when i was young.. some of my
    friends wished my mother was their
    mother.. to be born to her.. again.. would
    be worth all the crosses.. i for one have carried and more..
    with that said.. off to see her while she’s still living as the cold
    i have.. is no longer a relative issue.. thanks again.. for the human touch..:)

  6. Art is how we share our heARt in SpiRit as soUl with
    our family and friends and hehe.. iN my
    case the world
    reach
    of whatever
    comes daily
    as wheRe my
    heARt flies free
    iN SpiRit of SouL..
    And what better way to
    share my Mother while she is
    still alive and resting easy with aid
    of modern medicine than to share her
    actual written page published poetry soUl here..
    yes.. in her 50’s.. also like me.. never writing poetry
    until after her mother passes away about a decade after
    that when she is living alone
    in her home after the wife
    and i who lived with
    her shortly before
    we bought
    a mortgage
    in ’93..
    moved out
    and she turned
    to the art of poetry
    to express her deeper
    feelings then.. and yes..
    when she wrote.. shapes of words
    came free too.. farthest thing from
    my computer brain then that people
    literally compared my super problem
    solving brain.. to.. yes.. computer head Fred
    without any social graces of public dance then..
    as that changed after i came out of my cocoon with
    butterfly wings in my 50’s too where feet and hands
    became free with heARt and SpiRit iN a miNd and BoDy
    BaLanCinG soUL.. too.. and while my Grandmother addressed poeticAlly
    here as Loving caring heaRt FeLt SpiRit of sOUL by my Mother.. worked
    7 days a week 12 hours a day as a waitress in town to support her family
    as a single mother back in the early part of last century and was the first
    woman to wear slacks in town.. getting a job selling auto-parts to help out in
    the overall effort of World War II when women went to work more then out of the
    home and being a single mother was much more rare than now.. she also dropped
    out of school.. and picked cotton at a young age to help her Father who was a widower
    as my Grandmother’s Mother died young from breast cancer and a single father was born
    after that and additionally a family of first settlers in the area named as Navarre beach now
    on the sound side.. of course.. but with still a Ferry necessary to get over Pensacola Bay for
    my Great Grandfather to get to work..
    with the only entertainment then..
    oral tradition among
    those who
    traveled
    to get
    together
    as recollected
    by my Great Aunt
    Jettie before she passed
    away at 94.. back in my
    Dead zone days as all i had
    time to do was sit and listen
    with barely a breath to talk myself
    all messed up from a total mind and body
    breakdown in physical disorder way from the
    chronic effects of flight and fight stress at work then
    for 2 years in a spot my Nature was not cut out for at all..
    per the Asperger’s syndrome and the danger of falling out
    of balance to the dark side.. eventually.. of Bipolar.. while dealing
    with demands then wiTh the manic life draining part of that issue
    as an adaptation to extreme environmental conditions that can sTiLL
    range from physical to mental efforts behind a computer and social
    demands at work too.. i keep it all balanced out through the art of
    hands that write my heART and feat of free verse dance that
    regulates all my emotions and integrates my senses
    where the world seems an excellent
    comfortable and moderately
    exciting place to live
    with never
    a bore
    or too
    exciting out
    of balance dance
    and song of LifE.. takes
    practice and that’s why i am
    here now.. still writing after getting
    back from seeing my mother.. it takes
    an Olympian effort to keep my Fredenstein
    Brain all togeThER like a finely tuned Ferrari
    head tuned with all 12+ multi poTenTiAl cylinders
    as an
    overall
    engine
    of life and
    liGht now out of
    DARk.. exPanDinG
    thAT hUman potEntial
    away from dARk.. continuing
    iN liGht as long as i keep a practice
    of what works to keep all my shit togeTher
    FloWinG iN ZoNe Butterfly Tiger Free..
    anyWay.. back
    to the
    subject
    with these
    hands that
    floW oN.. my Mother’s
    family.. very much like “Steel
    Magnolia’s”.. Great Grandfather
    lived two doors down on the River
    Front of Black Water in advanced age..
    living ’til ’94 then too but as long as i remember
    the women were all in charge and seeing a male
    in my family anywhere was a rare thing.. and that’s what
    would eventually make me a nurturer too per the environment
    makes you what you are as all the law enforcement of my father
    in colder emotional non-speaking ways moved over to Tallahassee and
    stayed there.. and my mother.. a devout Catholic.. would have never divorced
    him.. but my father insisted that my mother go to work as he felt money was much
    more important than the mommy staying home with the kids.. so he left.. divorced
    her and remarried a women in his law enforcement office pool.. per say.. otherwise
    i would likely have many many more siblings than one for now.. as all my Mother
    cared about was raising her children and i got the benefit of her unconditional
    love until age 3 as she was forced to go to work after my father left.. so,,
    i became the child waiting at the end of the day.. too.. in hopes of
    feeling the warm healing touch of mother again..
    and my most terrifying fear was that
    she would leave as that
    was the only
    place i could
    find to
    feel
    that
    Unconditional
    Love that was the
    same spirit i feel no matter
    what.. including today when i walk
    in a room wherever she is at and i have
    to say when i woke up this morning and felt
    the pain of her leaving soon and not returning
    to this earth while i live here more.. i felt a greater
    sadness and compassion this morning feeling the love
    of my wife Katrina still with the warm loving human touch
    for all of those folks who may have never experienced love
    like that and in my experiences on the so-called ‘Wrong Planet’..
    a common theme there that did not pertain to me with Mother for
    sure was a hatred for parents in general where there was no love at all..
    and yes.. for reasons of neglect and abuse too.. the difference in my life on
    the Autism Spectrum.. not unlike the like of Temple Grandin is.. i had a mother
    who refused to do anything but love me and here recently she got in her head
    that i was demon possessed but surely that was the Tumor in her brain that was cancer
    speaking.. then too.. but we already sensed/felt that she was sick.. so i let it go and she let
    it go too.. and all was well again the next week when i visited her as love rules when
    a practice of life
    from birth
    to death..
    anyway..
    this
    is where
    importance
    of Chrisitian
    religion and
    belief and faith
    that an all unconditional
    Jesus lives inside.. as i had
    that Jesus as a mother.. some
    folks don’t have it at all if they
    didn’t have their Jesus.. it doesn’t
    matter the form.. however love comes..
    the essence of Love is the God of Nature
    Given Power that makes life good for self
    and surELy much better for others too.. as
    the source of all Steel Magnolias comes down to Love..
    and a matriarchal leaning society most always works better
    in smaller groups as prehistory and primitive folks go
    in smaller peaceful societies as ranked by
    sociology in the twenty
    most peaceful
    societies that
    live by the
    give and
    share
    Free as Love of Life for all.. noW
    iNterdependent wHeRe sOURce
    of Love remains and stays first
    at the breast that feeds loving milk…
    and those clouds that i captured last
    week are named like that as utters of love
    coming from sKeYes in a feed of life that is heavenly
    Love as it comes from eYes that breathe thaT Love
    alive
    and
    spread
    it on and on
    as Love grows
    in hope away from
    fear and hate… women
    for the win of cooperation sTiLL..:)

  7. The greatest thing you’ll ever do is love..
    The part of the Moulin Rouge Song.. come
    what may.. that is left out of the
    YouTube automated
    generated
    version..
    not
    subject
    to copyright strike..
    and how children come
    into the world today.. in an automated
    world.. with less of the feely loving mother’s
    touch at a breast of life of hugs and holding hands
    and needing each other’s naked warmth for the forage of life..
    and surely.. i was protected
    and folded in love like
    this from born
    to rise
    older to journey
    away from love to
    cold technology of figures
    and facts and lights that excite
    and neon colors of manmade created
    God that is surely paRt of God but separate
    of the furry love that is our inheritance at
    breast of life that comforts
    that soothes that
    has no
    price
    tag or goals
    or motivations over
    the basic subsistence and
    shelter that love brings as blanket
    and cover that never needs more than
    life of love.. so what can love do.. live that is
    what love does best NoW as the hiGhest power.. the
    greaTest gift that to give is to receive as liGht as Force
    beyond dArk of doubt.. fear.. and hate.. the years my mother
    suffered from gall bladder pain.. refusing to go to the doctor..
    i experienced that pain and just wanted to take it away from her
    and her pain kept so silent with cancer spread over her body for
    years hurt me beyond pain no matter how quite she kept it then..
    and now that she sleeps without pain it brings me greater comfort than
    the love she can no longer express in a vocal song of love that never falls lower
    than higher angelic breath.. as much as it still hurts as dream of loss as nightmare
    as child becoming reality now.. we are all born.. we all die.. and love makes the difference
    and the best difference of the journey ‘tween two events of life we all share as equal beings..
    from the smallest life to the largest
    life now that can or
    cannot love
    to feel
    this
    Heaven
    as now..
    L O V E..
    i only wish
    all people could
    love like this unconditionally..
    i only wish that everyone could agree
    that Love.. the Force that now some of us share
    so deeply is the God worth worshipping as pARt
    of aLL of GoD as Nature thAT is the beST paRt for
    those who can and do give and share Love Freely..
    but the fAct of feelings
    senses and knowings
    and even science too..
    and sure.. common
    sense.. is
    not
    all people
    are even born with
    the innate ability to give
    and share love.. and humans
    are evolved by Nature as God
    to optimally give and share love with
    at most 150 to 200 sets of friendly loving
    eYes groWinG this Love as A Garden of Eden
    in a forage for subsistence and shelter together
    in a warmth of life where the human life and love is
    the prize and not a tool we create instead from clothes
    to cars to homes to cities to spaceships to leave our home
    of earth.. so.. the priest comes to visit my mother and while i told
    his secretary.. i didn’t know how comfortable my sister would be with
    the last rites ceremony for the sick and dying.. no different than a doctor
    insisting on blood pressure medicine when the top part goes over 140 now or
    the bottom part goes over 90 in the doctor’s office.. the prescription required
    by the pope’s administration.. is to give these last rites to insure an entry into heaven..
    and that was fine.. the priest didn’t ask.. he acted.. as my sister was gone out of the room…
    i understand/feel/sense.. the importance of
    rituals as shared positive
    emotions to comfort
    everyone involved..
    except.. for..
    perhaps..
    the baby
    screaming
    with water
    poured on an
    innocent head.. shortly
    after birth.. thing is.. how much more
    for the God of Love would allowing people
    who just so happen to be gifted by God with
    different sexual orientations to make their love
    recognized as holy and sacred as another couple’s
    love that they choose to hold holy and sacred full of
    meaning and purpose to give and share the rest of their lives..
    well.. sAdly.. it’s not in the manual.. and as synchronicity will have
    it.. when my old Tennis Buddy.. the Monsignor.. rigidly performed every part
    of the ritual perfect.. up to the song he sang loud and proud as a Catholic
    administrator and priest same.. he got to the part where he needed to read
    from the last page of his manual to get it perfect and suddenly he couldn’t find
    the page.. it seemed like a rather cold ceremony.. so i interjected some humor and
    said.. well.. Mike.. perhaps it is the “Mandela effect” (when what you remember from
    before becomes something totally different) per in this case.. OMG Fred.. the page is gone..
    well yes.. after flipping back and forth and of course after doing this an innumerable number
    of times.. he found the correct page and all was finished according to the book as assigned
    to him.. thing is.. if we could all just go back to Love and use some common sense/feel/can/
    WiLL.. Love could rule but sadly the world has become a very complicated place where words
    have taken the place of
    Love.. where words are rules
    becoming collective intelligence and
    religions to enforce those rules along
    with cultures and more tools to bring
    creature comforts like cloth blankets too..
    but without love.. truly.. it is just one big
    empty palace or skyscraper with an empty Trumpet
    that has no song.. when humans become refugees.. now..
    where the rule of love no longer applies.. God cries a tear
    that is empty of the water of breathing Love.. but it goes back
    to square one root one problems.. without the naked breast of love
    at birth that grows this garden of Love in a place fertile and small enough
    for Love to thrive.. the cold comes.. and the poor of spirit spend a life doing tHeir
    best in/with/as tools of life to replace what is missing inside… a dance and song of Life that
    Lives..Love..
    if one can feel..
    sense.. be more..
    with will.. letiNG love
    guide one NoW in all one
    does with fearless smART
    WiLL oF Unconditional Love..
    to get unplugged.. as a human tool
    of culture.. can be so difficult.. but when
    Love rings as faith that is smART without fear..
    Love rings a song that can be heard without distance..
    space or time.. and what the only thing truly in liGht any church..
    home.. or dance bar late at night.. lives.. is the love that is more than
    one person who shares.. together.. as a cup of love that has no golden chalice..
    but the gold
    within
    that has
    no limits or
    expectations but
    to dance and sing as
    Love forevermore now..
    so.. as my mother lays dying on
    her bed in rest and comfort.. the love
    she gives and grows in me IS A Hurricane
    of Love with calm center eye that growS on
    Ocean whole as Love guiding any eYe oF wISe..
    as
    TrutH and LiGht..:)

  8. So..
    one might ask.. Superman..
    now.. what really is kryptonite..
    weLL iT’s the same human
    nature story that is the
    act of life over
    and over..
    the fearless
    super masculine
    father finds the most feminine
    loving mother and births a child..
    super masculine is super fearless
    but doesn’t have the ability to express
    Love like super feminine does.. so opposites
    come together in attraction and as science shows
    before the advent of ‘the pill’ that smooths attraction
    more out to gender neutrality of egalitarian which ain’t
    a bad thing overall.. thing is.. it is a combination of fearless
    love that can breed a super hero man or woman or the ‘tween
    of that and much comes into
    way of adversity
    and fear
    and
    hate
    ‘tween
    rainbow hope
    and love to make
    Clark Kent change
    to Superman for more..
    and actually.. the original
    Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
    Literature is named as a source
    of the Superman story too.. as the
    tender Garden of the Divine Love of
    a Mother’s Breast can create warmth out of
    a stone of warrior that might have otherwise grown
    that way from daddy’s who tell their little boys that boys don’t cry..
    toughen up son in loud down south way to use a stereotype of
    course as human diversity in biodiversity rains as clouds
    as spectrum oF LiGht thru dArk beYOnd rainBow colors
    in all pArts of the world as one race of
    human beings too..
    anyway.. that’s where
    i come from.. a father of fearless
    who escaped a den of love..
    not easy growing
    up in the
    most patriarchal
    of assessed places
    in the United States
    here in a place with the most
    old time religion churches per square
    mile by record and 5 or so military bases
    designed to kill to defend rather than love to spread..
    as what divine feminine love does in grace over masculine
    will and strength.. i’ll not build a skyscraper for i did not go to military
    school.. but what i can and will do is continue to spread fearless love..
    in all i do.. and yes.. this is opposed to the place of environment
    i come from but the flowers speak different.. in Saint Rose
    county from Saint Rose of Lima Catholic Church
    from State of Flowers
    State
    of
    Florida
    in a mill-town
    Milton place
    here now as
    the flowers
    only
    know
    feel
    sense
    love noW
    in beyond
    rainbow colors
    of my hands of song
    and feet that dance over
    kick ass as those feet were the
    strongest ever last night at the gym…
    might have pressed 1020 LBS 50 times
    and i could have gone longer as after all
    my mother can still struggle past three men
    my size to escape from a bed of death back to God FReED now too…
    Yes.. real SupermenwomenEtC.. get their strength from LOVE.. doubt
    me not..
    how else
    the FucK
    am i stronger
    with legs of love
    at age 56 here now..
    than any other big man
    in that gym.. it is the love
    inside that is calm that powers
    this Hurricane art as winds of grace
    and strength in me.. and without that love
    i am just a piece of paper full of structural infirmities
    still shown clearly on Cat Scan and MRI.. in terms of
    arthritis and spinal stenosis ranging from top to bottom
    still of me now.. and that’s the thing.. i am more than just
    flesh and blood as my mother still is on her death bed too..
    i am
    Love
    I am
    Force
    i live through
    death as life and
    never give up.. and with
    this said i am going a little
    shorter on this 747th MacroVerse
    of Ocean wHole longest form poem…
    i am still lifting more than three men by legs
    of dance and song of love.. and doing the work
    of 10.. maybe 20 poets each day as my Mother’s Love
    rings on in eYes of me.. Helen.. did you know you created
    this much love.. yes.. she did before the brain cancer got too bad
    as she told me so when she could see that love in my words in all
    the pages i shared of what came out of my heart in the last year that
    i shared verses with her from my GodsUniVerseNovel3 where i have
    a stack of pages bigger than several books as just a small paRt of that
    one MacroVerse poem of 338,630 words and all this effort was worth it
    just so i could relate how much she has meant to me and how much i loved
    her whole no matter what.. so thanks God for helping me to find a way to say
    it after God brings me this gift of life as love to say it one more time and forever
    now.. so yes.. this 75th MacroVerse of ‘Nether Land Bible 2017’.. arises to higher sTiLL in
    number of words as the 74th MacroVerse brings it up to 1,145,032 words.. with Ocean Whole Poem
    of all 747 MacroVerses now still well exceeding 3.3 million words and i will keep it no secret..
    whenever they talked about the Virgin Mary in Catholic Church.. the only person i saw
    was my mother then and still now as she is the source of my love no matter
    what happened way back then.. and for me she has always been
    my Jesus alive on earth and priest moreover than any
    man in church.. and no.. i will be no political
    leader and no.. i will never
    rule the world
    but
    before
    she died she
    came to find out
    she did grow a garden
    of love in me.. She knew
    i am love while she was well
    and that is enough for me until
    the day i die as she told me i would come
    back to live then and i did from death as life..
    this passes.. all passes.. and love is real now..
    will i dance tonight in my 148th dance night at
    old Seville Quarter to shine that light of love in dance..
    as my mother greW in me from birth.. i WiLL if i can and
    as history
    shows
    mostly
    i wiLL aT
    any rate
    i have a song
    for this and all it is
    is humble love for my mother..
    and that example that good cop super
    hero Jesus that was provided to me between
    the lines of a book i read who was for all the outcasts
    in life who loved like my mother did and does.. that Jesus
    of Love is worthy of thanks and praise no different than my
    mother or anyone else as all of Nature as PARt of GoD wHole.. as
    doubt and fear and even hate can be turned into faith and hope and even love..
    i’LL do what i can but seriously we are going to need a lot of different folks with Good
    cop Jesus sKin on to turn this titanic around before the iceberg of doubt fear and hate
    looming
    from
    us
    brings
    the ship of
    faith hope and love to crash.. yes..
    i’LL do what i can but i am just a
    gRain of sand.. the solace IS A grain
    of sand holds up a mountain of love
    that can and will be human too
    as long as Good
    Cop Jesus
    in all
    the forms of
    human comes
    as a gRain of sand
    as big as the gift of Love
    that is the Greatest grace of
    God of Nature Given as real Force of Love..
    Mother’s
    birth
    Love
    end
    and beginning
    of GreaTest story
    of God forevermorEnow..:)

    Mother’s Day Forevermorenow

    Mother’s Gift

    Now

  9. gigoid says:

    Haven’t made it all the way through for a while, so, thought I’d say “Hi, I made it, bro…” I did scan pieces quickly, but, got the gist of your poem/dance for this week, I think… I love the pic near the beginning, of the full moon through the winter trees… & it’s always fun to see Yellow Boy & Katrina; they have a clear bond of love…

    Also been through a couple other sites today, with comments, so,I’m now officially whupped… Always a pleasure to witness your evolution, my friend….

    Love to all of y’all…

    gigoid

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