MoMenTos From Mother Helen


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YeS.. it’s trUe.. Baby
Giggle Duels
a do
oF wiNnie
the Pooh
in Modern
house view..
heHe.. as you say..
out of planned chaos.. Glenn..
OMG.. A Prompt with a Giggle..
44 words.. less or more.. at dVerse.. i say now..
i’LL veriLY surELy be back for more.. oF thiS oNe2..;)


HeHeX2… yeP.. back for A Giggle
prompt at dVerse online Poetry Pub..
and i guess if i were any more responsible
than Peter Pan.. i would be catching up on what
now is 10 whole MacroVerses behind on copying
and pasting for all free back-up text on Personal
Facebook Page and two other Facebook Pages too..
where the last 79th MacroVerse named “Heaven is aLike
aLL over sTiLL noW”.. added in for “Nether Land Bible 2017”
stARTinG back on Memorial Day of 2016.. now equals a grand
total per DancE and SinG aS as Say oF 1,189,090 words now..
hmm.. last updated Backup
was/is the
69th one..
actuAlly titled..
“Nether Land Bible 2017”..
way back then at the 1,052,137
word count point.. so with general
subtraction aWaY in head count
way that makes about 137K words
to copy and paste three times for a total
of 411K words across three Facebook Pages..
like i sAid.. aLong with this new MacroVerse heaR
as paRt oF A LonGesT lonG form Poem free verse
on Google effort ever too.. at 3.3 Million words
plus per this upcoming now 751st MacroVerse
noW as 80th MacroVerse of “Nether Land
Bible 2017”.. too.. oveRAll naMed NoW
“SonG of My soUL”.. as
Ocean wHole
Poem too..
yes.. finishing
thaT thOught like i sAid
if i was/am reAlly more responsible
than A Peter Pan.. perhaps.. i would now
engage in the mechanical cognition as staRt
of copying and pasting all of that too.. but heHe..
nah.. rather do free verse poetic expressions about
giggles instead.. as that is what free does.. jUst flows liKe
StreAmS into RiverS as Ocean WaveS to shoreS more
Abundant wiTh smARt.. Fearless UNconditional Love
iN juST moRe MoVinG.. ConNecTing and
Co-Creating with God oF Nature
all that is now even more..
And sure.. i’LL get
around to
the oTher thing
when i do.. do do..that.. too..
but for now.. some more Giggle
liNks from dVerse for juST more FuN..
and speaKing of Fun.. a reminder to me
that this Thursday Dance with all the cool college age
folks.. is my 150th week of doing that too.. along with
what is still coming to be about 7,000 miles of public
metro area dance around the 2017.. Spring Equinox coMiNg too..:)

SMiLes.. my friEnd.. Lillian.. iS
not much liKe
A Porcupine
to quiLL
wiTh huMor
oF pinS and needLes
aLL Natural witH Poetic Love PeN..;)

Giggle with.. Giggle aT.. all
the difference
in whether
A Emperor
feels and
senses liFe
with or without cultural clothes..
sure.. laugh at me.. laugh with me..
juST Laugh while i giggle and google all
outside too..;)

DoWn in these pARts
girl giggles are a thing
of the past and
in school
and on the
playground too..
Thanks God Boys can
actually Giggle now too..
as who the F can take reaLiTy
seriouSlY now.. Trump it with a Giggle
is all
is left to do..;)

You bRinG to miNd MorE A TrutH and liGht
thaT jusT thE WORlD giggle has an iNfinite
number oF esSences aS FeeLinGs
And SeNSeS and tHaT
mY friEnd iS
liKe A
HaT anD
iS NoW whY
i for one caLL
GoD A Laugh/gigglE
as essence is alWays
bigger than A word of hUman.. Google..;)

A greaTest Giggle..
a sMiLe on a Dog’s Face
at play no different
than a human
A w A Y
from worry..
never own wiTh
froWn alWays Love to Give..:)

Nah.. my
friEnd.. noThing
Giggles now about
and religiousized rape..
dress up owning people
as cattle in any color
other than
all that’s
left is slave labor
in all the ways that liVes
as less than liFe can and
WiLL Be..FReeDoM NoW..:)

mY friEnd..
perHaps A Saddest
pARt of liFe is when
our sMiLes of LiFe NoW
are not accepted togETher as
LoVinG Understanding IS A greaTest
Gift oF aLL noW iN the diVersity trUe
of BeinG hUman now.. as thaT liGht Now..
A Best pARt of FreedoM as ExpresSinG noW
getting to kNow and feeL and seNse everyone
WiLL be
shared for
A CommonaLiTy oF Love..
Tree oF LiFe aLL Leaves riSe..:)

WeLL.. now for Dinner and ExXtreme
Strength Training and Dance at the gym..
hmm.. all i need IS A TheMe song but for now
these words WiLL do As MeMe DancE and SonG too..;)

2.27.2017 6:06 pm..:)


Hello.. Frank.. thanks so much
for stopping by with thanks
for the Cat and
Loving Video
and what truly does
mean a continuous Nurture
from God same as A Mother in
Isaiah 49:14-15.. in Older Testament
way sAMe as now testament reaLiTy
as to be conNecTING iN MoVinG Co-
CreATING ways with God all
that is is to be allone
and never
my friEnd.. see you
soon at your Poetry place too..:)


SMiLes.. Now..
my friend.. Rafiah..
for we are social
animals and verily
that is science too..
And Loneliness is an emotion
that signals us that we must continue
to extend our handS even further for this
IS A rule of God and Science and Nature sAMe..
tHeRe is no
who and
we are aLivE
as being human
or trying to escape
our nature as social
beings oF liGht
of HeaRt as soUL
of MiNd and BoDy BaLanCinG
NaTuRE togETher as more than juST
one.. sure.. easier SAid than dOne.. as
considering how much liGht in DancE
And SonG i emit in each day.. the give
is more than return in any given day by far by far
by far.. and the truth is.. by birth and by environment in
restrictions of what is that is.. some of us have to try harder.. even
to the extent of an Olympic athlete of the greatest muscle of Love…
All Depression IS A signal from God to get up or keep falling.. keep falling
keep falling some more.. and so sad when the cultural environment makes it so
hard to hold hands with all others free as small villages will do when free.. all i can
DancE SinG my friend is.. i’m heAR.. willing to hold your Internet hand.. and i don’t thiNk that’s
your laws
wHere you live
as far as i kNow
and feeL and Sense
surELy not
in the
place wHere i
live free within.. for this gift
of life worth still extending a Hand of Love..
my friEnd Rafiah.. never give uP as truly tHeRE iS togeTheR
only do and no trY aS even Yoda says in this Love of/for Life..:)


Memories are emotions
Emotions are memories
and for those of us who are ‘severely’ happy
and have experienced ‘severely’ depressed..
two dimensions of life that is.. and surEly VeriLY
a spectrum as sHades of Grey
to abyss
thin ash existence
and beYond rainbow colors
too.. i’ve been traveling back across
the river Styx ever since my mother fell
catastrophically ill.. as in every stop along
that river in my past my mother was the first
and last to hold my hand and often the only one..
particularly much earlier in life wHere i had no idea
truly how the inner human Universe of me would go or come..
in either dArk
or liGht
the ’round
of that BeYond
and below abyss of miss..
the place i’ve been in.. yes.. the dimension
whole of the last 42 months or so has been one of
almost pure beyond rainbow liGht.. a place of no fear..
a place of all give.. and a place of no fear of loss.. Nirvana.. the
Kingdom of Heaven within.. wHEre no tears are shed but for the joy of Life
even in loss of loved ones along the way.. Mother too much to bear..
for me at least.. to avoid traveling back on the dArk roads of ‘fore..
and more than anything else.. it reinforces what i have lEarned
as an individual on my journey and multi-branching
paths of life of what works for me and
what will not work for me..
for free works for
me.. if i was still
a slave
to the
demands of others
at a job of subsistence upon
whatever the whim of the moment
of others were in the decades then..
recovery would be hard to almost impossible
as the inner Universe must be gardened with focus
away from problem solving mechanical cognition life
in a way that humans are not even wholly evolved to live
now as it is a manufactured life of standard IQ that we live now..
for only a relative few centuries in the scope of being human for a couple
hundred thousand years on this planet now.. in small groups wholly depending
on each other in measure of touchy feely love of cooperation to survive and thrive
to make the measure at the end of the day of forage in survive and even thrive
in a dance
and song
of life
free.. and that
is what families do.. perhaps
only two in a nomad way of nuclear
family to be or not in our new ways of
moving where the jobs are.. even
in global
fashion now..
is it part of our Nature
to do this at hand.. hell no..
it’s way beyond a village of life
for togetheR that glues success
of Love.. in touchy feely way..
away from love it is
aS even science
that mechanical
standard IQ activities to
the exclusion of the human social
touch withers away a pipe of Love no different
than a backed up Septic Tank of solving problems with
no end and never now as simple as getting something to eat
and a FucKinG group hug.. with eYes and Hips of furry that KNow
FeeL and SenSE no separation.. how advanced we are.. depends
on how far a sMiLe can travel today.. or how many times two pairs
of eYes meet in Love for the day of Unconditional Fearless Love..
tHeRe is no drive thru for love only stay a little while longer.. please..
so.. i’ll bounce back.. i am bouncing back for i’ve the tools of Love at Hand
in both art of language and movement that sooner or later does connect me to
others and more importantly exercises the greatest muscle oF all.. the HeARt of Love
that feels and senses more as luminous beings who shine.. giVing shaRing a Love oF LiGht mOre..:)


SMiLes.. my friEnd.. Xenia..
The Ducklings Nurtured by
Cat.. is a warm and fuzzy
Treasure find from a Facebook
share as a best pART of
Facebook is
The innocent
Spirit of
Entire Animal
Kingdom tHeRe..
WiNKs.. including
Humans.. now..
A to Z plUs..
With.. SMiLes..:)



“Mementos from Mother Helen”..
yes.. spent all day at my Mother’s
home with my Sister and Katrina and
Katrina’s Sister Kim and our friend Judy
from back at the Bowling Center working days
and also a fellow employee Judy was with Katrina
at the Local Press Gazette Newspaper.. our roots truly
run deep in this community.. as my Great Uncle Charles as family
history records that seems to be different from official history
but never the less.. it said that Great Uncle Charles..
a first settler on Navarre Beach with
his Father.. my Great Grandfather
Edward Robbins
way way back then..
actually named it..
and Edward..
to family history
named Oriole Beach..
haven’t seen it in the official
history books but anyway.. first settlers
they were in the most beautiful pARts of the
County for sure with my Grandmother and two
Great aunts too.. when Edward took the ferry into
Pensacola to his job then.. and brought back the
groceries to the Peninsula of Lower Santa
Rosa County by the Gulf.. anyway.. the
headliner Memento heAR..
is me at age 22
all bearded
a race of life
as a perfectionist in
many OCD-like ways..
coming off a serious.. almost
year long depression at age 21
with a lift here.. wHere i might look
like i never had a problem in my life and
haha.. who would believe by this photo that
yes.. all my life.. i’ve been on the Autism Spectrum
for what they name as Asperger’s Syndrome and nah..
it will not be hard to believe at all per stereotypes of that
disorder if one views this coming 751st Macro Verse of Ocean
wHole Poem.. yes.. now named “Mementos from Mother Helen”..
also now what will be the 80th MacroVerse of “Nether Land Bible
2017”.. as already talked to earlier in another MicroVerse word total
subtotal of what will eventually be just another Grand Total of words
in MacroVerse way.. and after my Mother and My Sister and Me all
Graduated this year of 1983 from the University of West Florida..not
too long after this Bay Bridge Fun Run.. hehe.. where.. hmm.. it looks
like i’m in the lead here.. haha.. as that dude behind me.. really
looks like a serious runner.. hehe.. but nah.. somewhere
in the top of the pack but not nearly first.. as hey..
only been back into running about 6 months
or so here.. on the 10K and
5K Regional
of run for fun
and all the health
benefits that go along with
that.. and nah.. my knees and
hips and feet won’t do the run anymore..
and i must admit the dance overall is much more
bliss than run as all body parts go in basically all directions
for total head to toe fitness.. but i did dance too.. kinda shook
my butt too.. but never ever raised my arms above my head..
as i was too afraid back then to do that.. hehe.. even though
after i earned my third degree that year in December of 1983
and was doing some graduate work too with at one point three part
time jobs.. simultaneously.. i remember a 25 year old girl asking me..
what are you.. Superman.. same as an eventual co-worker called me that
later on for my efforts at work too.. super achiever making it through all odds..
including non-speaking Autism until age 4 and lifelong Bi-Polar and around eventually
19 life threatening synergy of illnesses in 66 months of hell to get to here.. if this is what
it takes to be Superman.. i wouldn’t wish the darker paRts on anyone but me to get to where
i am now.. the Kryptonite is gone now.. once again.. for now.. as spending the day with all
my Mother’s Memories as mementos in her home.. brought the emotional healing
to open them all up and process them.. i needed most today.. and that
reminds me.. the Military Hero.. who has been helping
me through.. dealing with this at the gym..
notified me yesterday that he
just got notified that
he has stage
2 Melanoma..
so.. it was my turn
to console him as he confided
that he couldn’t stand anything that
spells weakness in his life.. and that as
he was an Enlisted Vietnam Vet and eventually
Commodore of a Navy Station.. he was really good
at compartmentalizing his emotions out.. and that was
exactly what i was doing my best not to do.. as i did it so good
through fight and flight stress at work that i lost them eventually all
together.. to the point i could not remember what a smile felt like
or if i ever felt a belly laugh as when emotions go away
there is no reference point as emotions
are memories and memories
are emotions
that are
the glue of all
cognitive executive
functioning in both focus
and short term working memory
and to get that all working together
as a finely tuned Ferrari.. along with integration
of senses to go along with regulation of emotions
sure.. 12 million words eventually come and a Bible one
a half times as big as that old King James Version in 9 months
with this 80th Macro Verse heAR.. but you kNow.. if you do view this
MacroVerse and see wHere i come from.. where at one point.. the McDonald’s
Cashier.. mistook me for a girl at about 12 or 13.. and sure.. i’ve got the photos
to make you believe it.. coming as mementos of photos stored at my Mother’s home
too.. and when they tell you as you talk so strange and move so strange and wear
your hair and your clothes so strange that you don’t deserve to exist.. you either
become Superman or you FucKinG Give up.. thing is.. My Mother never ever
expected us or limited us in whatever we wanted to be.. she never
told me i couldn’t be Superman.. just like she never told
me back then that i wouldn’t be able to do
#John1412.. as what were you
expecting.. someone to
come back
to actually
fly and walk
on water and raise
people from the dead
and steer bombs away
in sky from Nuclear Destruction
like a frigging movie or a myth.. nah..
3.3 Million words pluS as Ocean whole Poem
in 42 months.. 12 million words in 6 years..
6666 miles of Public Metro Dance in 40 months..
approaching 7 thousand miles close to the Spring
Equinox of 2017 in a little over 42 months too.. and this
“Nether Land Bible 2017”.. now at 1.189090 Million Words
and that’s what a continuing Human Storm of DARk and liGhT
will Fruit when one never FucKinG gives up on the race of life.. no
matter what.. and does tHeiR best to Thank God for tHeRe life for a
more than
ever before..
juST a challenge for
YOU to do more.. if YOU
really believe what the so-called
Jesus Dude said is really possible
for human now.. with 100% Faith
as Fearless SmARt Hope and Love
noW.. tHERe are no limits.. THeiR are
no expectations and thEre are no tries but jusT do it NoW
in Victory
over Vengeance
for those who gave
up and became a bully instead of
Supermen and Superwomen and SuperEtC2..
TRumPinG Bullies every now.. With LoVinG LiFE alWays noW..
and nah.. didn’t make a frigging Lincoln Penny off of any of it as
this reward of life as gift is beyond all tools that human make as idols of life..
as the
is the full
100% Pure liGht of Love..
as simple reward of Heaven now..
takes work though baby.. a lifetime of work
that never ends as perfection of practice and never perfect..
goeS oN..
And hehex2.. it’s
worth noting.. thaT
Body was 60Lbs ago.. too..
at 170Lbs back in ’83.. and
it remained that way for years
to come.. no matter what i ate until
hmm.. about when i got married in ’90
at 190Lbs and now at 230Lbs.. or so..
i reAlly did love to run..
ran track in high school
too.. for over a decade
more but dance has so
many more benefits
as the
continues to prove..:)

Facebook Friend Rafiah drops
by for a short quick sweet note..

Freddy, I see you..:)

And i return somewhat
mischievously by saying back again..

Hey… it
Took this..
To get Even
Katrina to

Copy of a MicroVerse
as shared on Facebook
too.. from a year ago..
as what remains when
i dance the beach
in photo
too all flow
all spiral
aS Such in ratio style2..;)

So.. what kind of animal
leaves prints on the beach..
that resemble lines of waves
as they shore the beach.. what kind
of animal.. flows like the MilkYway
in Golden Spiral Phi.. that too..
are lines of waves
as they shore
the beach..
should iT be obvious..
sure iT should be second
Nature to flow as God.. now..
as water and beach become
one Force oF balance beach
and human
sAMe.. when
one becomes
water.. ocean..
waves.. and
shore line all iN oNe
ForCe noW..
the result iS
i could show ya how to
juSt do iT.. but only you
can do iT..
as iT iS an
inside.. outside..
all around now..
above so below..
juSt Do iT JoB.. now
wheRe Form oF God
naturAlly reflects the
essence of aLL that iS
that iS God from
top to bottom
oF inFiniTy

And a MacroVerse memory way way back
from 3 years ago as “She Wolf Lives”..
as i go a ‘little’ further than only running
or dancing too aS expreSsing the Golden
Spiral Phi as essence come in form
of juST anoTheR
of God
who has
come to
Move as
the Pattern of God
aS UniVerse more.. above
so below.. inside.. outside.. all around..
and even come as essence of human form too..:)

Lazarus and a Beer.. yes.. documenting Spring cleaning by
the wife Katrina.. even going as far as washing windows..
last year in this Memorable MacroVerse way
too.. and sure more than
that with
a real time
story now
Lazarus and a Beer
as fully reported in the MacroVerse heaR..;)

A quote as my first deeper meaning poetic
remark on Facebook ever on March
1st.. 4 years ago on
as the private
message i shared with
my first Facebook then
at the end of February
that ended up becoming
my first Perspective pre-Macro
Verse post in Google Blogspot way
on March the 10th..2013.. anyway it began
on Facebook with the quote as copied below..

Kind Autistics Taking In Everything Mindful in Awareness
Autistic Love
And the Science of Kindology
An Ideological First Identity

Sure.. a creative acronym take on
the phrase KATiE MiA.. as not only
a version of my wife’s first and middle
name.. but also a way of looking at the World
wHeRE the Present is more Gold that past and future..
in all FeeLinG and SenSinG way of liFe more than jusT words
as Physical and Emotional Intelligences beCoMme regulated mOre
as sensory integration too.. in ways of MoVinG.. ConNecTing and
CreaTinG even more free from head to toe more too.. wHere we
also create an iDeology bY Director.. ‘i’ as actor.. ‘I’..
producing that actor with plenty exclamation point!
SpiRit eXpreSsinG heaRt of Kind as study
of Kind in Kindology way too.. in
yes.. a miNd
and BoDy
fuLLeR soUL way too..
wiTh bottom line to top
of the lines of Fearless
smARt Unconditional LovE NoW2..:)

And that’s about it for this MicroVerse
pARt of MacroVerse whOle Ocean Whole Poem
And “Nether Land Bible 2017.. as WeLL..:)


Hello.. gigoid.. been taking care of business
with the passing of my mother and
will be.. for awhile.. but wanted
to come by
for your more
intense effort here
at least.. to drop a ‘few’ lines..
Hope you are doing well out there
in the Big Blue Room of Oxygen as you
say and hope the
air out
there is
breathable in
all of human ways…

“…life is long enough if it is well-spent.”

~~ Erasmus ~~

As science shows now.. life
is only as long as the depth of the
emotional and sensory mindful and
bodiful awareness of the present of the moment..
and sure..
words get
to that reality
of experience.. helpful
or not.. as liGht and dARk
grows or not with all the potential
sHades of grey attached to the
complex tool of words
that humans
grow to
be beyond the
essence of experience
of emotions more regulated
and senses more integrated
and self actualization to highest
summits of Maslow’s hierarchy as
Pyramid as well as Fowler’s
Pyramid of Faith
from Myth
to Agape Love
for all that iS in what
some folks name God in
many different languages and
metaphors through all of history
and indicated as artifacts of long ago too..
social animals bind.. togeTheR using all
tools available as far as humans go as science sHows too..:)

“There is nothing like death.
To it, everything is a metaphor.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

SMiLes.. my friEnd.. trUe.. unless as you say
there IS A great adventure after Death and it’s
worth noting again that about 1 percent of the
population is born innately evil in terms
of gaining tHeir only pleasure
from harming others
as the brain
is basically
FucKeD uP at Birth..
in this way.. so.. if there is no
rhyme and reason or true
meaning and purpose
to whatever existence
noW is is beyond
material reductionism
and as science shows above
reflects below at the Sagan level..
the 800LB Gorilla in the room is the
still mystery of human consciousness as
the rider of the Camel and the Elephant
that we hold dear as the words we say
to express all of what we sentient sTar
dust plUs notice about life above
the camel
elephant of
what lies and tales
the truth below.. scientists are so
far behind on the inner realities of
the human experience of conscious awareness
in repeatable experiment way and so far away from
measuring even the tiniest paRts of ReaLITy beyond
subatomic flow.. sure.. wish for a great adventure but
the reality is.. the energy both in material reductionism
and what we worship and praise as holy and sacred Rational
Consciousness above the Camel and the Elephant that science
now proves are the emotions and the senses that rule all rationality
at our verbal level of navigating our realities in song over dance as
priorities come more in recorded intelligence way in written language
and complex cultures and burial ceremony flowers.. same as 30 thousand
years ago.. what remains now is what binds us now.. and in terms of original
Greek etymology.. my friEnd.. in all the ways that comes in material reductionistic
view or myth and magic and Nocebo Voodo and Placebo Prayer.. what Binds us
toGeTheR otherwise known as the term religion is what binds us toGether as
no matter
what the
ritual is that
comes next.. hehe..
posting every day on blogs
or twice a week.. come hell or
high water or whatever comes next..
in other words.. my friEnd.. once you
remove all these words.. the essence remains..
and if Positive energy in the Universe attracts Positive
energy in the universe and Negative energy in the Universe
attracts Negative energy in the Universe and as Sagan and ‘others’
say we are Sentient Star duST plUS aRiSinG from Crucible of Star
DeAth Burst and Resurrection of those gaseous duSts into
StAR duST uS sentient plUS now.. i WiLL
DancE/SinG go for the positive and juST Do
iT or end up
in the
1 percent
later on and perhaps
be a politician.. a priest
or even a philosopher or two
who don’t understand that rationality
at most is still a present now ruse..
and surely.. the muse of essence2..
is what continues to make the news@6
as EmoTioNs and SenSEs do continue
to rule the Science of being human now for
the little science does KNoW about the bigger picture
and much bigger picture UniVersaL miNds eYes Views..
iN other wordS it’s kinda silly not to be joyous about the miracle of liFE
if one
can and
wiLL and jusT
do iT of course..
alWays easier sAid
in words thaN what
comes in essence neXT..
and usuAlly thAT paRt of what
i fiNd is best regulated and integrated
in that miracle of the present of now
with a totAlly non-verbal dance oF
liFE as that present of NoW..
no confusion
of words
all the Joy of Life noW..
hehe.. @leASt for me
as i for one inherit
that present
Here’s.. A thing.. my friEnd..
the only adventure for
me is now..
don’t need
no promises
or fictional myths..
iN this heaven @least
for me.. is only now.. i inherited it.. what more could
i ask for.. from dARker space and empty cold and hot rocks..
i’ll make
it all a piece
of cake now and don’t
even need no icing.. later on.. my friEnd..
juST.. ’cause.. i can and will and do it now..
and if that makes me a chosen
one and
ain’t fair..
perHaps i did make
this reaLiTy now from
way way back then by simply thennow
never ever giving up on the positive now..
and i’m not stupid enough to say i KNoW anything.. my friEnd..
but i am smART enough to feeL iT aLL and seNse iT all iN the beauty
and wisdom
now.. juST alive now..
mindfully and bodily aware
as ‘they’ say in the present of now..:)

“You’re not ready for what I think.”

~~ Fox Mulder ~~

Here’s another thing.. my friEnd..
when one kNows nothing and feels
and senses all now instead.. nothing anyone
else says.. now.. can get ya down at all.. as one
realizes beyond words that’s the ruse and the buzz is the heaven within..
and man..
it takes a
lifetime as far
as i don’t kNow
to get here my friEnd..
particularly riding elephants
and camels like more of what
underLies me for ONE as trUth..
aS liGht
out of dARk..:)

“History does not record anywhere at any time
a religion that has any rational basis.
Religion is a crutch for people not strong enough
to stand up to the unknown without help.
But, like dandruff, most people do have a religion
and spend time and money on it
and seem to derive considerable pleasure from fiddling with it.”

~~ Robert Heinlein, Time Enough for Love (1972) ~~

Hmm.. wiNKs.. reference
back to the ‘last’ thiNks..;)

“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?] To S. Kercheval, 1810 ~~

i’ve got a copy of the Jeffersonian bible that is simply
a more gnostic re-hash of what remains of
words attributed
to just another
son of man
in a book where
all biblical scholars
now understand the problems
of the integrity of that.. and nah..
Jefferson’s version don’t ring totally
true to me either.. it’s also obvious how
Washington DC is laid out that our country
was developed by Free masons.. overall..
who wanted to escape the monarchy
of a Supreme Being imagined
to be one of
control along
with the representatives
thereof.. they decided that
rights of life.. liberty.. and the pursuit
of happiness was more like God as
a Republic instead.. one nation under FREE
my friEnd.. getting tHERe slowly as maKing that
happen with a being with strong tribal instincts
only evolved to live in relatively small groups
that are heterogenous as small groups go..
and do do.. is surEly and verily
like herding cats where
the dog of ration
is a
hard dog to pet..
or Trump as that goes with Love for all
in Fowler and Maslow enlightened and awakened ways..
the elite
as they
say in abundance
out of scare city rural
areas and deserts and
snowy mountains aS Such..
on a beach.. under the shade
of a tree..come to be in heaven.. go to a desert and you get a tribal God inSTEAD
to gain fertile land for subsistence by warrior kill and rape and pillaging too.. in HELL..
no adventures
again tHEre.. my friEnd..
but hey.. what are words after death..
other than “spiritual” energy/force/ART
defeating entropy in recorded KA ways..
now turn it into senses
and feelings
MaGiC liveS on..noW
that’s enough for me..
my friEnd.. the adventure now..
as the ‘rest’ (GOD) will take care of itself after
death but the trUe liGht MaGiC is we can dreAM nexT now2..
and only a ‘fool’ would do something not to feel and sense good..
but remember..
of course as for
some folks.. only pain is pleasure of someone else’s pain..
as science most definitely sHows in ‘that’.. ‘1 percent’ now..
nah.. don’t
come back
as A dEvil.. daM
suRe.. not now..:)

“What is it the Bible teaches us? – rapine, cruelty, and murder.
What is it the Testament teaches us?
– to believe that the Almighty committed debauchery
with a woman engaged to be married,
and the belief of this debauchery is called faith.”

~~ Thomas Paine — The Age of Reason ~~

Of course..
‘that one’
and one
one’.. two..
was/is written
in a F
Rocky Desert
S C A R C I T ie S
wHere soMe humans
moved and some reFused
to move on to greener pastures..
meanwhile.. the Indians of abundant
places dance(d) naked with each other..
smiling in orgies of Love toGeTher like an Adriana
Grande Song.. was/is God pissed living within those
people.. sure..
an orgasm
every now..
meanwhile.. ‘other
people’ enjoy getting pissed on
as the record continues to sHow..
A Trump of Love A Trump of Hate..
just survive
with heART or snake..:)

“All national institutions of churches, whether Jewish, Christian, or Turkish,
appear to me no other than human inventions,
set up to terrify and enslave mankind, and monopolize power and profit.”

~~ Thomas Paine ~~

Sure.. the religions
in places
a little Anthropology
goes a long way
to better
what even the essence
of language and humanity is..
in binding
way in peace and
harmony of beach and rain forest
or anger and hate and violence of desert
and snowy mountain ways..
with the
poverty of aLL
of the Spirit within
that never rises close
to Maslow and Fowler’s
pyramid of
like the Founding
Free Masons said too..
albeit.. excluding women and
‘colored/other folks’ then in
living then/now too..
butt sure.. the tribal
instinct lives on then now for those
trapped by the Nature of the human beast too..:)

“All national institutions of churches, whether Jewish, Christian, or Turkish,
appear to me no other than human inventions,
set up to terrify and enslave mankind, and monopolize power and profit.”

~~ Thomas Paine ~~

And it’s true ‘they’
have those sucKy
casteS.. even
India2 with
Hinduism too..
with a billion or so folks+..
square one root problem
as usual.. insanely large numbers of
humans living together equals
scarCities and Chaos
to keep
‘roaches’ in ‘motels’..
and never veering off of sidewalks too..
it’s truly ugly for the majority and not worthy of praise and worship
in some places in the world for sure.. but hey.. it’s Nature at its dARkest
and yes
all that is
out of Balance
in human form of essence too..
Karma.. roll the bones.. pay the dues of do
or no
do do..;)

My church is Nature/God sAMe..
in Balance
i dare anyone
to prove it’s not heaven now..
as no one
has yet..
and i for
one prove it’s real..
all that is is now..
and for
iT’s isREAL..
does everyone get it..
no.. of course not.. tHere is dARk too.. rhetorical for all that is..
no misSinG it.. it lives everywHeRE sTiLL in the World/UniVerse2
now.. with Karma of all that is for reaLiTy of DARk and liGht now..
Yin and Yang and Kali and the Cosmic Dancer and such
as that too..
hey.. now..
but at least..
i feeL and sense
the other place then2..
now a little sympathy from
a devil2
to live ‘tHeRe’2..:)

“The divinity of Jesus is made a convenient cover for absurdity.
Nowhere in the Gospels do we find a precept
for Creeds, Confessions, Oaths, Doctrines,
and whole carloads of other foolish trumpery
that we find in Christianity.”

~~ John Adams ~~

A Crux sTiLL
in all of that…is..
And John Quincy
Adams saw into
the weaknesses of
so-called secret
societies then of
Free Masonary too..
it’s rather simple to me..
any organization that refuses
women in are lacking half a brain
afraid of divine feminine love and grace now..
A worst kind of weakness.. sureLY.. VeriLY.. hAlf a bRain
in metaphor
of course
aS iT
AtoP AtLas
ShUdder ShoulDers sTiLL..;)

“…this would be the best of all possible worlds,
if there were no religion in it.”

~~ John Adams, Letter to Thomas Jefferson, 1816 ~~

SMiLes.. John A..
A little Anthropology
101 would help to understand
that it is ‘the bind’
at core of what
A social animal
is and for human
inherently fixated
expresSinG and
labeling emotions
and senses and
commonly shared experience
with abstract symbols from vocal
now to
and tribal
there will always
be the etymology of
religion as the essence of binding two or more
togetHeR as culture/church/politics/sports/science/philosophies/eTc..
as whatever
with a similar
dance of song now..
toGeThER DanCinG and SinGinG NoW..:)

The only place religion does
not exist iS iN the abyss
of piece of paper
existence where
one feels and
senses no
connection to
anything all that is..
that’s hell.. my friend..
a place where tHeRE are no binds but escape..
wHeRe yes.. escape becomes the religion in hell..
been tHEre done it.. a thousand years in one second
where all is time and all is hell and if one thinks that burning forever
is a worst
think at
all.. NOT feel and
sense 0 point piece
of paper existence
trapped in A Genie
bottle of hell forever now
Lesson lEarned.. bind all
that is to one.. make every
step and word and every emotion
and sense holy and sacred full of meaning
and purpose in abstract construct way too..
make all
of life
no dARk or liGht
then Heaven coMes..
perhaps one has to go to
hell first to truly get ‘heAR’.. my friEnd..
to understand that away from bind is hell..
the essence of all that is good is bind for those who feeL and sense
of LiVinG
all that is now
binding toGeTher
forevermorenow.. aS onE..
the opposite of hell.. my friEnd..
works for me at lEast as inheriTinG
the dArk and
meek and last
for what all that is now..:)

“For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered.
But for those of us who can’t readily accept the God formula,
the big answers don’t remain stone-written.
We adjust to new conditions and discoveries.
We are pliable.
Love need not be a command or faith a dictum.
I am my own God.
We are here to unlearn the teachings
of the church, state, and our educational system.
We are here to drink beer.
We are here to kill war.
We are here to laugh at the odds
and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.”

~~ Charles Bukowski ~~

i feel so sorry
for someone
who isn’t ‘strong’
to enjoy
life to the
max without
a frigging beer..
another benefit
of hell.. maKing heaven one’S own..
i have nothing against weak people as i was
A dEvil as A weakest one oF all too.. in hell2.. wHeRE2
i would have done anything for a drop of anything to get me out of tHeRE2..
yes.. the Lazarus story doesn’t do it justice.. either.. thAT’s trUe too..
thing is..
in tHeRE..
nothing.. nah..
works for.. now…
For one who is one
with God/Nature.. no ‘additives’ needed
in balance.. pre-packaged for fun.. fair.. nah..
i didn’t do anything to deserve heLL.. AFAIK..
reAlly.. except for
now.. the after
Karma pARTy..
wHeRE most
asks me
soMe of what i’M oN..;)

“Patriotism is the willingness
to kill and be killed for trivial reasons.”

~~ Bertrand Russell ~~

Liberty.. is usuAlly only
trivial for those
who have
never trUly
tasted Free..
And WiTH A death of
Patriotism/Tribalism is also
A Willingness to share that Free
aCross Borders oF Past Tribalism/Patriotism now..
is no trUly
Free without
forgives and
gives and shares..
with Mercy more of Love..
as FreeLiGht gRows Ocean wHole..
but aGain.. those who are free.. master A camel and elephant as
Master/Rider FReED.. odd they are and so far apARt they coMe..
unplugGinG heAR and THeRE.. dReAMinG oThERs FRee2..
liKe A pLay oF A
MaGiC Flute..
for those
A DancE and SonG..noW..:)

“Some writers have so confounded society with government,
as to leave little or no distinction between them;
whereas they are not only different, but have different origins.
Society is produced by our wants,
and government by our wickedness;
the former promotes our happiness *positively*,
by uniting our affections,
the latter *negatively*, by restraining our vices.
The one encourages intercourse,
the other creates distinctions.
The first is a patron, the last is a punisher.
Society in every state is a blessing,
but government even in its best state is but a necessary evil;
in its worst state an intolerable one….”

~~ Thomas Paine, opening lines of _Common Sense_ 1776 ~

~~ *asterisks denote Paine’s use of italics* ~~

Yes.. Government is a
necessary so-called
evil for those humans
who live in insanely large
populations.. tHere is
no other
but rules
when humans
no longer connect
to the entire group as friends..
and as one agrees later down on
in this piece.. about 200 or so
sets of eYes
is wHere
some kind
of Government becomes
a reality with humans living out of
so-called Natural Balance.. i have no
problem with Government as i master
it for now..
not to
say i won’t
have problems
again.. but the seagull
doesn’t worry about asteroids
coming and other stuff like that..
Government is slow and psychopaths
who run it.. won’t kill themselves first..
as psychology indicates at least.. hehe..
statistically now.. i have no worries.. so i live on for this great adventure now..
it’s what one does in mostly empty space and cold and hot rocks now.. life ain’t fair
and licking
is great for squirrels..
ride the wave until it ends..
change what ya can and enjoy the rest..
as once again.. a great adventure now.. if one can and will.. now2..:)

“Money made a vow to itself,
that no one who didn’t love it,
would ever have it.”

Irish Proverb

i ignore
for me
at least
that’s why i have
all i need.. i ignore money..
it naturally grows when one
don’t need it.. i find at least.. now.. hehe..
it’s like
it’s Math.. Heha..
i ignore money.. so much..
when it comes.. i just ignore
it more and it continues to grow..
like a FucKinG Money Tree.. And..
i juSt hope those who
inherit that shit..
don’t bLow it up
tHeir nose like my
step-sister did with
her Mother’s inheritance of hell and
die way too soon2.. iF only she had
that gift.. the first Woman my my Father married..
the one who rather stays at home and raises one’s kids
with hugs more than go to work and make some big bucks
for some
stuff.. a vicious
cycle.. it is.. when
money and all its
vices attempts to FeeL a wHole.. empty of Love..
‘Fore.. for A couple hundred thousand years entire villages
yes.. small.. raised children with touchy feely love.. noW it’s FucKinG
Barney the Dinosaur through the lonely stare of crib bars now.. then2..
and plastic
FucKinG cold nipples..
that feel and sense no Love aT aLL..
it is what is is.. Nature Nature.. God sAMe..
pay the piper all Karma due of do do now..
HeHe.. i praise single Welfare Food card
great thanks
for what is important
in life.. love over pride..
love over
all when love reigns real..
A best part of Government
is one that understands what is
most important.. a home of touchy
feely love for a child at all costs more without..
And nah.. no welfare for my Mother but my Father
stayed long enough.. where i would stay rich all my life without
a green bLack dollar.. required to fill that up until i became its slave too..
as money
truly is a root of
all human suffering now..
when it becomes empty Love..;)

“The races of the Galaxy look towards
mankind as the essential lunatic element.”

~~ Terry Pratchett, “Strata”, pg. 60 ~~

Meh.. Love brought this all to
a head now.. if we didn’t cooperate
so much as being human.. the virus
of cultures/religions would have never become the
out of control experiment oF all that is now..
Love IS A
out too..
back in for balance..
but with rationality
over emotion now..
nah.. more likely
a more
difficult answer
as solution of emotions/
senses/ though aS Surely hiStory
and all news continues to sHow.. as Muse.. Nothing
‘normal hUman’.. Trumps human emotion/senses.. dARk or liGht..
EmotionS and senses win.. liGht or dArk..
in other words.. my friEnd.. believe
it or not Ripleys..
and Horatios
and other
folks like that..
it’s common
sense now..
the answers
will have to be found
in ‘Religion’ as EmotionS and Senses rule thE
DancE and SonG for all of whaT iS hUman StiLL now..
AnD what i do mean is the essence as
Etymology of ‘Religion’ in what BindS iN
Unifies uS as Victory
BindS iN
Us as Vengeance.. anyWay..
i’M betting on noW as all that is Love
at LEast..
bE tHe Love yA
wanna be or not for all i can and WiLL DO now..;)

AnyWay.. my friend.. thanks for putting toGetHer
all of what this is aS Highly muSinG to me
in your efforts heAR..
Life doesn’t
have to
And it won’t make sense..
unless we personally co-
create it that way..
to suit our
sense and
taste and
feel for all
that is and..
it’s kinda nice
to be lost
in a village
this large.. as no
one notices me anymore..
enough.. to try to change me..
as most everyone under 40
is strange now.. too.. heHe!..
A beauty of
true chaos
as long as it lasts..
the strange thrive in
a world more of strange..
i’m gonna enjoy this chaos
as long as it lasts.. no FucKinG
for me..
my friEnd..
i’LL take the tapestry
as masterpiece of chaos
on the long way home.. Free
as subatomic flow swirls around in me
for what i for one see as
a beautiful world now.. sTiLL..
FucKinG Fabulous
aDvenTure NoW..
and i’m
not asKinG
for anything else..
now.. but as ‘they’ STiLL
DancE and SinG.. NoW.. thE REAL
Money Tree continues to GroW mY FriEnd..
don’t need
to kNow thaT..
i for one
born this way thaT works..
forevermore now.. juST now..;)



More ‘Memento’s From Mother Helen’.. and yes in ‘this’
photo from DownTown Milton at my Grandmother’s
home where i was raised next to the Railroad
Trestle on BlackWater River in
DownTown Milton
in a hundred year
old or so shot-gun
home.. where the beauty
of the River and the Flowers
in the yard outshines anything
that human can build as homes
away from Nature Free.. you see..
i write poetically to make more of life..
Holy and Sacred full of meaning and purpose..
12 million words of effort have come into maKing
the River of my SouL Bleed Beauty.. from the dArkness
of Before.. but it is real and so am i.. and so is this Wonderful
Adventure of life as i am still amazed by what comes in every word
and step of life.. in other words.. the rider of the camel and elephant
that is the mindful awareness in both mind and body from head to toe..
is surely amazed by the camel and the elephant that are just metaphors
for what lies as truth living
within the subconscious
mind that is
a collective
whole of all
i’ve experienced
in my life.. and while it might
be hard for the folks at Old Seville
Quarter to imagine me as a little
boy in a cowboy hat.. where i actually
road in a ’57 Chevy in the year ’63.. or so
after the Birth Control Pill first came on the market
when i was born on the 6th day of the 6th month of
the 6 decade of ’60.. last century as now goeS on..
My mother pictured ‘here’.. on the
record of what it means
to be feminine..
voted by her
highschool peers
as having the best figure then..
and noted by my Father’s Mother as
having the most beautiful skin for a woman
she ever saw glowing white as estrogen does
when expresSinG at high levels as my cowboy hat does opposite..
‘here’.. before my Father left.. wRite about the time John F. Kennedy
was assassinated then… in November of 1963.. and my mother was so
inspired.. and saddened by my Father leaving and really stressed
out.. looking for answers somewhere in her life.. that she radically
changed from being a Protestant.. moving to Catholicism..
inspired by the widow Jackie and her two
children with the ritual of the Catholic
Church then.. anyway.. explains
how a Grandson of an
Priest.. got
in the Catholic
Church.. hehe..
let’s face it.. all us folks
approaching 60 years old and
older now have seen a lot in life..
have done a lot in life and are still involved
in a brand new cultural experiment through what
we all experience now as a thousand lifetimes and more
of virtual mirror neuron experience of watching and listening
to the medium of home entertainment.. nah.. didn’t have a TV
until age 7 and i didn’t actually have a color TV until age 16.. and
when that console blew up about 2 years later.. i didn’t have another
Color TV until age 26.. purchased with my first Lowe’s Credit Card at
that age.. and i never filled out a check until age 28 and lived mostly at
home until that age with some stints with other folks living in apartments
until i finally lived alone in an apartment at age 28 and got married shortly
after that while living in an apartment with my sister at age 29.. moving into
more apartments.. living with my mother and my wife until age 33 to save enough
money for the start of a mortgage in ’93.. eating pork and beans and those big packages
of cheap leg quarters.. somehow.. saving three thousand dollars while both me and the wife
still made close to minimum wage and below minimum wage dollars today and finally bought our
modest home in the Forest that we still live in today.. all paid off as such as my debt went
on all the way from age 26 until just a couple of years ago in at least car and home loan
mortgage way.. slave to debt.. like everyone else.. but in that year of ’93.. my
non-appropriated Federal job at the little Military Bowling Center was
changed over to appropriated.. GS-5 pay and my pay went
up.. almost double.. and next thing ya know..
i moved from Blue Chevy Cavalier to
Green Teal Camaro and
got into debt some more..
as that is how the American Dream
Steals your freedom of choice away..
in stuff.. in stuff.. and more stuff.. until
the camper and boat is no longer used in the
backyard.. if ever used at all… or for those higher
ups.. the Yacht never leaves port and is used for a dinner
party once a year… same old shit.. same old American Dream
that really is a nightmare for many folks as how many homes does
Oprah need and what does a F iN 10 million Dollar home do for your
Eternal Osteen Soul.. the best pARt of going to Hell is.. you finally figure out
money and stuff don’t mean shit.. don’t mean shit.. don’t mean shit.. all that you
have is the soul that you lost.. all that other shit was just an illusion that helped take
your soul away.. and nah.. no fairy tale soul.. the miNd and BoDy Balance within as
Kingdom of Heaven of emotional regulation and sensory integration where we
become spiraling dervishes without having to stay in synch
with the dude spiraling next
to you..
or girl..
if you live in
an area where the
two can mix in dance..
hehe.. and hold hands and
give a kiss on the cheek for free
and innocent love as all love is when totally free..
like these words that have the navigator below as
the elephant and the camel is set free in greater mindful
and body awareness from head to toe as the rider flies higher
and higher and the camel passes through the needle and all of human
God Given potential is free in a metaphor of the Quantum miNd and BoDy
unleasHing and releaSinG iN Greater BaLanCinG soUL way of HeaRt expresSing
SpiRit of EmoTioN as the soUL Flies HiGher and hiGher in MoVinG.. ConNecTing
Ways of ImaGinAtioN and CreaTivity with all that is as Nature plUs aka God all that is
NoW all now all.. as GoD eYes BrightER as Lamp of Human PoTenTiaL NoW.. 24 carat Gold.. NoW
Baby.. in terms of within.. inside.. outside.. above.. so below and all around now.. let’s face
it.. yes.. we need terms of food.. drink and shelter and basic tools for creature
comforts and more than anything.. we need each oTheR to accomplish that sTiLL.. but beyond
that what do you really need.. for you to decide.. of course.. could be another Oprah Home..
a Bigger Osteen Home.. could be a few more Golden ornaments on a Christmas
Tree in a Trump Tower too.. but when the Trump way says that only
the rich are happy.. truth is.. they are never truly happy as
happy only means you are happy
with what you have
in material
and need
nothing else to
complete you now..
as far as human potential
goes.. the soUL continues to
build thee more stately Nautilus
Mansions of heART.. as Spirit and
SoUL to twist some words by Oliver
Wendell Holmes as Home of within
beyond taller Towers that Trump the
height of other towers.. and sure.. as i told my wife
one day.. see that table over there.. that is not just a table..
that is part of the spiRit in KA Egyptian terms of the sOUl of the
person who designed it and even the worker bee effort in drone way
of the folks who put it together.. namely you and me and all the other folks
who helped bring it into existence now.. as there are swirling electrons around
atoms and subatomic flow in that table leg same as you and me.. sure.. a little paraphrasing
heaR as if i had told it this way to the wife all vocal she would have said.. shut the F uP.. you
are giving me.. yes.. a Fredache now.. hehe.. great thing about online is.. tHeRe is an off
switch everywhere you go.. haha.. and i can be all of who i can be like the Army
says and the rest is just a fredbuffet all served out in online banquet style.. haha..
that’s the thing.. this is a brave new world.. there is no longer just a cowboy
haTe.. a scarf for a head.. some fashionable cat eye glasses and
lots of estrogen fueled love beside a ’57 chevy on
the lawn of a Beautiful Blackwater River with
the sounds of choo choo and the
passing sound of the Rail Road
Whistle that can remind
you that sAdly the
past has gone
by and is not coming back..
hmm.. in human terms.. i can still
hear that whistle.. and in terms of KA
Spirit.. my Mother’s spiRit in non-verbal
language now surely lives online in memorial
as most all 12 million words of what i have originally
written in real time online still exist of me and myriads
of different places in repetition too.. seriously.. if you count all
the places my words are.. there is likely at least a tenth of a billion
of them that exist heRe and tHeRe.. sure.. easily 100 million words as
The Google search Wizard can connect almost any word now with Katie
Mia or Aghogday too.. try it sometime.. hehe.. you’ll be amazed.. particularly
considering.. i did it in just 75 months now.. haha.. nah.. just kidding.. don’t try it..
it’ll likely give you a Fredache.. too.. hehex2.. anyWay.. i’ll let Google sort that all out for
free.. don’t need no card catalog for anything i ever wrote.. just a few key words and voila..
history comes back to play.. but yeah.. too busy moving forward.. usually.. to look back at all..
if i’m lucky.. to read anything at all i’ve already written.. as i am out to test the waters of human
potential.. juSt for a hobby and the fAct that it feels reAlly good in limitless way.. as ‘Lucy’ might
say too.. from the furry beginnings to a movie that comes isreal now too.. in this coming Macro
Verse.. there is probably a hundred Memento photos or so.. and while dVerse Synchronistically
had a prompt on that Tuesday at the same time i was looking through my Mementos as happened
time and time again without fail with the prompts i was inspired by.. before i saw them in acausal
connecting way for the three years or so.. i engaged with most of what was done there..
i’ve seen too many coincidences in life not to understand there is an underlying
reality beyond all material reductionism that is all supra organism
of life as God.. of course.. i cannot prove that to anyone
who does not live in my personal eYes
of God that is that
unleashed and
released as me as
higher human God of all
Given potential that i for one
believe we all have inside.. in other
words.. i am no more special than a grain
of sand.. just been brushed by the
challenges that God
Brings all
my soUL
continues to Evolve
deep deep deep of all the
rider i.. sits upon the Camel and
Elephant and so much more of what
this potential of life in the interdependent
relationships with each oTheR and all our tools
and devices of culture have brought to the table
of the entire collective soUL of God uS now.. all that is
so far beyond the eYes of a clanky old scientific method
that measures science and never the whole view of the tapestry
of the painting that is the masterpiece of God that we brush together
as paint of one of the most beyond beautiful experiences that can be life now..
truly.. we live in magical times now.. where once what ways “Waiting for Godot”
is heAR now always for eYes that can see and take advantage of all the inherited
co-handed and feated gifts shared in abundance with all folks now.. who live in free
enough countries with avenues to bliss.. eternity.. IS A place now of all Love where you
never now get bored.. in Heaven NoW as any Jonathan Seagull with a cowboy hat on..
of Love.. you just fly a little hiGher and are no
longer afraid
to look
the ‘Sun’..
without blinking your
eYes for you are the star
that birthed you HeAR.. we
are the sTARs that are all isREal noW..
AnyWay.. back to the point about the dVerse prompt..
tHeRE is so much to be inspired by in all MoMenTos
of LIFE as a better spelling in my opinion as they do allow
us to relive moments of before that are actually the memories
of now.. and reaLiTy sAMe.. as all is miNd.. all iS BoDy.. aLL is heARt.. all is
SpiRiT And all is soUL NoW as some folks get attached to the things ‘out there’ in ‘solid
form’.. and this is wHeRe the issue of semantics and religion comes in.. when we talk
about within and inside.. and outside.. and above.. and so below.. and all around.. we
create our reaLiTies from birth with a deeper gift that is our mINd and BoDy soUL as
evolving in one lifetime now.. and this is so far beyond what concrete reality is..
as truly there is no concrete reality.. we make buildings as skyscrapers
to brinG an illusion of concrete order to quell the nerves in straight
lines and sharp angles for those who are afraid to go a little
more off the limb and
more to
soaring heights..
conservative.. they call it..
comes from a spirit that is no
longer as free or perhaps not born that way..
as science tends to show.. and that’s okaY as
insanely crowded populations of humans need those
rules to get along as science shows too.. other thing is..
as the ‘Matrix’ says and ‘Jonathan Livingston Seagull’.. too..
for those who live in countries more of abundance.. wHeRe the
more liberal nomads go to play.. the spiRit of the individual eYes
of God can unchain themselves and fly hiGher and Freer than ever
beFore.. while everyone else then and now scrambles for dollar bills and other
material desires of life.. external now.. to what lives inside.. yes.. the eYes of God
Free.. i used to be trapped as the tools that others created as culture too.. and it is
a trap that can be very difficult to escape.. particularly.. if one is spoon-fed this trap
from Birth with no reference point.. out.. you see.. the FAct that i didn’t have a TV until
age 7.. set my SpiRit inside freer even though i could not speak until age 4.. as children who
must face within.. they.. become dreamers more than the tools that surround them wHere the
soUL within radiates as the star shines briGhter within.. it’s pretty simple.. i can get it out now
as i am no longer feeding my self on a strict diet of the tools of others.. input is good.. particularly
a variety of input.. i still consume.. but output is more vital to the life of the eternal souL now.. it
gRows that way more.. when the soUL DanceS and SingS more than just eating life whole..
and Lord kNowS.. it takes a lifetime to GroW and more as uS in tHe TrUe and LIGht
KnoW SenSE and FeeL with zero words @aLL.. aka GOD.. within.. inside.. noW
outside.. above.. so below.. A BaLanCinG acT all oF liFE is and A Practice
as such that never ends Now.. LiFe is Only as FuLL as the Moment
of SenSe and FeeL anD suRE.. kNow too.. soar
or stAy StiLL..
tHeRe is
the sAMe
amount of tiMe now..
the rest is juST iLLuSions
of hands on a CucKoo CLock oF A
chaiNed rhyme with only reaSons…
Tree oF LIFe Flies HiGher when soars..FReED..:)

As ‘the Giver’ says and the words above..
yes.. somewhat indicate.. be careful what you
wish for baby.. as what is dARk is often liGht
and what is liGht is often daRk after the wash
and rinse cycle comes to dry out..
hehe.. anyWay.. i like
this new generation…
you kNow.. what ‘they’
name as mil·len·nials..
around age 37 and under.. i first
encountered them at work.. hehe.. supervising
them as such.. basically they didn’t give a fuck
about who the FucKinG head dude in charge thought
he was as the authority.. haha.. you see.. while some
folks believe the American Dream is one of Trumping the
next tower.. other folks go more back to the original thought
of the unalienable right to life.. liberty.. and the pursuit of happiness..
where let’s just say that the pursuit of happiness IS A little more subjective
than what is previously written in a book or the employee manual aS Such.. and can
you blame them.. after seeing all the Iraq lies.. and the continuing Republican Administration
in the so-called more liberal one after that as the bullshit continued on in hidden emails
and under the the table shit to get your way.. albeit.. the Obama got some freedoms
per say and DO.. of this original Declaration for the have nots of health care
and different sexual orientations that was a virtual
miracle in a country so divided as
all heterogenous cultures
as mELtinG pARTS
of all human
from around
the world are..
amazing.. this shit works
at all and not too surprising
that from the outside in.. it dAM
sure looks like it is falling apart like
a three rings circus with the head clown in charge
or trickster perhaps.. but never the less.. chaos iS in charge
and that is no surprise and to be expected.. all things considered
as NPR might say.. if continued funded of course.. not so.. haha..
the Millennials are the potential Bernie Sanders Saviors.. they trUly
are.. but hey.. there’s the 60’s and pretty much the same young folks then
who at least allowed a Clinton to get into office to try some new stuff and
promote some hook-ups just for fun too.. sexual liberation is inherent in all human
potential.. kinda takes the sting out of not having the biggest Trump Tower too.. haha..
he he.. and she she too.. and more.. the 20’s came and went too.. but these roaring Teens..
i’ve dam sure been enjoying while i still can at ’56.. heHE.. anyWay i’M heaR.. a few people
can see me.. like my friEnd Rafiah from Pakistan..
and that’s
enough for me..
considering.. i haven’t
made a penny off of any of
my Teens of 2000 stuff.. i’m
happy as a barefoot sparrow without human clothes.. wiTh
not even a FucKinG white robe.. just a 7.50 Dollar Walmart T shirt..
And some half price.. JC PenNy shorts and very long DancE and SonG too..
but yes.. i muSt take care of the feet approaching the feat of 7,000 miles in
just a little over a #John1412 ..42 months.. no barefoot tHeRe.. outside in
the sand.. yes.. but on the Mall floors.. no.. at about 125 dollars..
every three months.. in my signature Nike Shox.. 11 and a half
jocks.. in all athletic way feet.. haha.. not exactly
ballet shoes but works for a mix of
ballet and martial arts-like
Free verse
spirAling Dance..
but sure.. at my ease..
i float on land.. as walking
on water is so yesterday.. like
just another son of man.. he He..
once again.. John 14:12 Dances and Sings more..
unless ‘he’ was/is a Clinton and Bush and a Trump liar too..
who can you trust.. just do it like a Mil·len·nial of 2K is
what i for one continue to Give iN DancE and SonG FReED..
let’s JusT
saY at
was/is HeAR..;)

And now to bRinG this to
a RinGinG close wiTh some MacroVerse
Shares as usual.. heAR.. and sure.. even
with Forrest Gump and that Star Lord dude..
and so many more SuperHeroes as such.. the death
of tHeir Mother.. changed their lives in a new direction..
not sure of what that WiLL be in totaLiTy NoW but have alWays
fELt iT CoMing aGaIn all of MY liFe now.. hmm.. funny little synchronicities..
as truST me or Not.. tiMe.. sPace.. And diStance.. is only as real as you maKe that NOW..
“Naked TRUTH of philosophy”.. speaks to the tRuth and liGht of what it would be like
if Jesus comes back today.. and trUsT.. Jesus WiLL come back as humans get what they
wish.. when they wish for it together in a Nicene Creed with all the Muslims
and the rest of the Christians in terms of half the world aS Such..
that’s a lot of human imagination and creativity in self-fulfilling
prophecies.. in action aS Such.. hmm.. i suppose when i was a
runner..i fit the artistic archetype.. tall
and slim and dirty blonde with a beard
and eYes that can glow at times..
just stretch the arms out
a little bit up and
out and voila
a painting
of Fred
comes to life.. too..
and sure.. there is my mother
too.. by the way.. my sister’s real
name is Marie.. Helen means the giver of the
light by the way.. and Frederick means peaceful ruler
and Arthur.. my middle name.. means strong and my last name is
just another version too.. of the original Middle Eastern name of
God as Earth and Water makes Silt on page 8 of Karen Armstrong’s
“History of God”.. what else.. yeah.. born as the second gen.. son of
a Catholic Priest.. French Lineage through his wife too..
let’s get a little DaVinci Code in this if we can too..
and Jesus F iN Christ.. Mother could fit in a Mary
Robe too.. with lily white skin.. and
super feminine face with no
angles at all..
or sharp
sure.. why not..
let’s just dream a little more..
the things is.. we create our realties and
many folks have come to believe they are Jesus
now or at least rode that thEMe and MeMe to get a
Harem of women to live in a compound and stuff like that..
not much different than Muhammad really and his desire to break
the rules for number of wives from 4 to 9.. just for him.. and that’s
how you can always tale when a so-called false prophet comes to town.. they
say they are the only one or the first or the last.. when in God’s time there
is no only one but all and there is no first or last as time.. space.. and distance
does not even really exist in the relative imagination of even Einstein living
as science now too.. in other words.. we have Trump Fact checkers now..
and the biblical scholars realize that no one even knows
what the real Jesus looked like.. Fully said or did..
if he even..fully existed at all.. Faith is not juST
believing what someone said..
Faith is the
John 14:12 now..
that says and does
even more and that you
can do more too.. there is
a Christ born in every John 14:12
act.. surELy.. John Lennon and his Beatles
stARTed a Revolution of Love like that too..
i’M not famous and i don’t give a Fuck about money..
but even without hardly any help.. about 1.6 million folks viewed
my shit on Google plus.. what this means is.. the avenues for John 14:12
are more open than ever before.. now.. for those who are not afraid to exercise
tHeir God Given Potential and be a real Jesus now.. in terms of John 14:12..
NoW iN
metaphor way.
most people are
talking and waiting
And otHeR folks are FucKinG
juST doing it in Nike Victory way(S)..
Hell.. yes.. tHeRE are mosTly BeYond iNfinite Suns and Planets
and OTheR infinite ways.. what putS aLL toGeThER is NoW the God of all that is WE
and so
iN eXtra-
planetary ways..;)

on the Wrong Planet online of what science terms as A highest
populated place of Atheists online at about
a 26 percent mark as a Boston
College actual
study did make..
and after swimming amongst
the crocodiles.. i understand much
better noW in case study way and other research
ways of what makes them tick deep within.. they
simply do not sense and feel the connections to all that is (GOD) thaT our
gifts of hUman potential do usuAlly.. healthy bRing.. i lost mine too..
for 66 months.. and realize fully thaT iS an opaque window of heLL on eARTh
that is real for whatever reaSon that comes in Nature (GOD)
now.. as hUman.. but real as it is
for now.. i can
predict an Atheist
long before they tale
me.. just by the number of
emotionally heaRt felt words
they use in a paragraph or the
Joy that more comes when one has a
Faith in some MaGiC ACT more than a dry
science abstract of systemizing
repetitive bore
as robots
shuffling by
with no rhythm of
God of Nature as expreSsinG
spiRit now.. and if you think they
don’t exist at the Southern First Baptist Church..
tHeRe is no separation of the dead heaRT.. no matter what
label one assigns to oneself.. of the DeaD SpiRit and the Dead Trump soUL..
words are empty shells without
the Nature of this
SoUL oF SpiRit (GOD)
as EYes expreSsing HeARt
iN MiNd And BoDy BalanCinG
FreeR SpiRits now.. and no matter
what they labEL the Word(s) they/uS/wE/i wiLL
FeeL SenSe wE are ‘Christians’ by the uNconditional
acts of both words and doing that speLL
E in uNcoNditional
GiVinG shARinG altruistic
so-called normal healthy ways..
in MoVinG CoNnecTinG CreAtinG ways more
less the environment of machines
we live in make
us tools
Robots now..
sharing and linKing
fActs from sunrise to sunset
each day in a soUL that never lEarns
to DancE and SinG more than copy and paste liFe..
nah.. i’m not Jesus.. i am the FucKinG Terminator
tUrned into Good Guy noW2.. And as
promised i’M back.. T2 heHe..
NoW and with that sAaid.. more
flesh and blood duties are coMinG
i must travel to noW.. away from this
Terminator Keyboard that will imprison
me NoW if i don’t escape too.. now now now..
for i am
jusT hUman..
adhere to the
Laws of God as Nature plUs uS..
or pay the Karma of poTential eARThly HeLL..
off to
i DancE and SinG isREaL..
in yes.. FucKinG Flesh and Blood more..
with more fun photos.. coMiNg on the 3rd
of the 3rd month around 3 am after my 150th week at Old Seville Quarter
oF free verse dance ends with all the new Millennials (college age folks)
of the Teens in ’17.. of this new Century iN the art oF Free Dance NoW MoRE..:)

ONE more thing.. the Facebook Algorithm along with the two MacroVerse
Memories from three years ago and two years go.. bRings ‘this’
Memory as MicroVerse oF First written creative
piece on Facebook for the public in general..
thE first spiRit
FilLed words
from within..
and that spiRit has
been uPon me less and
more now for 48 full months..
just anotHeR Self-Fulfilling prophecy
come to pass noW as this shit is reAlly going
down in first person way with no one else editing ‘my’ words then/now but ME..
read between
or noT it’s iSReaL..;)

Ideology of Identity:

I think I was born as a kind of classical pantheist, as I saw patterns and connections in things that were more of my thinking process, along with the tactile sensory world, than what I think most people may experience as an internal dialogue of thought.

I still have a vivid memory of connection to everything in the world, as if I had been here forever, before I was able to speak that I cannot fully put into words, from about age 3 looking out into the distance over the river I grew up next to. But I think in some ways I knew more about my existence then than I do now, as I could not separate myself from what seemed like a very old home of nature.

I am glad I had the opportunity to roam desolate pristine beaches as a teenager and young adult, without any fear, and feeling one in being with the waves, white sand, emerald green gulf, sea oats and sea gulls, with no dramas in my head.

But even my ancestors could not experience that with not being sure where their next meal was going to come from. Not likely that many creatures in the Universe could experience a little slice of nirvana like that.

I can remember getting back into my car and being jolted back into the reality of all that is the complexity of modern culture, which at that point in time was so, so limited as compared to today. I was never quite the same after home computers came along, as I drifted further and further from a home of nature.

The people I dealt with in the public at that time, in what was a “Cheers” like environment, was also a slice of nirvana. Cigarette filled, but the emotional contagion of a hundred human beings that are happy that I had the privilege to serve and make even happier, equaled the nirvana of the walks on the sun-filled beaches.

I loved my exquisite sensory experience of life….

It was worth not being able to touch man made texture without goose bumps and an incredible feeling of discomfort.

When I see Landon Bryce’s book “I Love My Own Autistic Self”, the little guy on the front is how I usually felt inside that people could only see in the gleam of my eyes.

People often told me they wished they had what it was I had, or wanted some of the drugs I was taking, but I had no idea what they were talking about because there was nothing I wanted but to exist, for so many years…

It was a powerful feeling that no one’s negativity could take away from me, not even when the rest of the world told me I was not one of their kind.

Sorry, that was quite a tangent, but it is kind of therapeutic for me; I hope you don’t mind…

My point I started off with was religion and classic pantheism, which is all of nature and science for me; the cultural complexity of what has come from human collective intelligence, including all the strange oddities, even the strangest of religious cults and beliefs. But most of all the reality of that beach those waves, and those grains of sand, that do not exist without me.

A gift, a wonderful gift that was provided by my father and mother, and their ancestors where there could be no break in the chain of events of human struggle that all my ancestors experienced to survive and reproduce, and their rodent ancestors about 75 million years ago, and all the other ancestors not identified and material substances that came together to make that possible, from the origin of what is, whatever is, is.

That one point that I can only abstractly define because of the human collective intelligence that provides the map to what can be described, as one point that we all share that can never be disconnected, as long as we exist…

Wow, I just realized that sounds kind of like the intro to the “Big Bang Theory” TV show…

And relatively speaking the knowledge that I gained that this is one sliver of conscious existence and what really is a little slice of heaven for some that do exist, considering just the benefit of a warm soft bed, a hot shower, and things now considered so mundane that took billions of years to come into existence that were not here a little over a century ago. Like toilet paper…

But I could never experience that connection of what is, any stronger than when I was three. I have everything and everyone before me to thank for that experience… Including collective intelligence and the understanding of that one point that still exists in all of us and everything else…

I never met a stranger, not even a grain of sand on the beach…

But I did not feel a category, a religion, a race or even a gender for myself, which at least for me enhanced the ability to find a friend in that grain of sand.

I suppose it is the immune system issues and chronic pain that has taken some of that gleam out of my eyes, but it still exists in the eyes in what I perceive of the anthropomorphic expression of the cat in my face book photo.

Who at 18 years old is likely closer to the wisdom of that three-year-old child that only exists in my memory and pictures…

I sense that type of wisdom requires no human intelligence at all beyond the core that is shared.

I think it can be lost so much easier in a human into a little sliver of hell somewhere outside that balance of heaven.
Particularly in lives where instant gratification has become the norm…

I am at the service of my fully inside cat, but he has never had that gleam in his eyes, or the same struggles to survive.

The yellow cat in my Google plus avatar on the “Autistic Hoya” website, was a feral cat that only knew struggles in his several years of life behind our house in the woods.

He became my emotions after chronic pain had removed them from my existence. He gained a gleam in his eyes of gratitude to have a balance in his life when we allowed him a place to gain predictable subsistence.

An identical yellow cat that likely is his offspring, younger and stronger appears intermittently out of the woods and started to injure our now neutered cat, racking up $200 dollar vet bills, every other week so the once feral cat has now been forced to become a fully inside cat.

I am watching him slowly lose that gleam in his eyes, with the call of the wild slowly drifting away, along with all the likely incredible sensory experiences that come with an outdoor world that the other cat that never gets injured in fights at age 18, can still fully experience.

As I sit outside toward the back of my yard, in the afternoon sun, he is pacing back and forth politely, still with a humility of respect for a place of subsistence that keeps him from tearing the screen of the patio.

Perhaps if he could speak and let me know in words what I was taking away from him, I would listen.

But I cannot bear the thought of additional bloody wounds on his face. But still I remember what it means to have that connection and balance…

When I watch him pace back and forth, it is one of the few things in life that will bring a tear to my eye that reminds me that I too am still connected..:)

Other than that, it could be just a word like Synesthesia that seems to trigger something in my brain letting the brakes off the logic to move into figurative space.

At least for me, even one word can be a gift that leads me to a place in words that I don’t often visit.








BeforE and After NovEL pARTy

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



41K words
Free Verse Poetry Novel..:)


51K words
Free Verse Poetry Novel..:)


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

KATiE MiA FredericK!iI

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

CrediTs FiELd oF DreAMs

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

Love iS

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..
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..
Longgg.. NoW..;)

2nd NT iN HeaVen TwELve ‘Sixteen

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

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
F iN
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..
thE ForcE
oF uNConDiTioNal
Fearless smART LoVe
wRiTe oN cOUrse..:)

KATiE MiA FredericK 2016 A Year in Review

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

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..:)

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..:)

CelebRaTinG 42 MoNths iN HeAVEn

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

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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18 Responses to MoMenTos From Mother Helen

  1. Art Don’t
    Walk on

    With that said.. the after
    math of my Mother’s Death
    continues today in Moving Furniture
    and Spreading it to needy relatives
    who spoke up that they needed it..

    And Lord knows.. after my Father passed away
    on May 22nd of 2014.. the After Math of getting
    all that squared away was 20 months as he didn’t
    plan for any of it.. and that is where systemizing science
    comes in for the beauty of that.. structure makes sense when
    the details of the devil of the deal unravel.. anyWay back to art
    as the Moving is coming soon.. and my mother was
    an excellent systemizer who had every
    thing squared away before she
    left.. my Father more..
    the one who would
    be late to
    his death
    hehe.. as even in his
    High school ending Senior favorite
    Quote.. it was don’t do today what you can
    put off until tomorrow.. must say though.. he
    lived life close to stress free from what we could see..
    and hehe.. i too am now 11 MacroVerses way behind on copy
    and paste text on three Facebook pages for all free back up online
    hard drive space.. and.. for folks who might wanna see some of what
    i do.. as hey.. takes a brand new computer or smart phone that finally
    catches up with my multi-media free verse mind and body in all the ways
    that comes.. And Lord kNows noW with the 80th MacroVerse added in to my
    ‘Netherland Bible 2017’.. starting on Memorial Day of 2016.. the Grand total
    of my personal Bible of words is now up to 1,203,325.. a really big bible
    in free verse style and shapes of words that make themselves
    in all holy spirit upon me flow.. heHe.. and sure.. now
    beginning a 81st MacroVerse for this current
    Bible with shores expanding as only
    A paRt of Ocean wHOle
    Poem as ‘Song of
    mY SoUL’ that now arises
    to the 752nd Macro Verse since
    the end of August 2013.. and yes..
    been saying 3.3 plus Million words for
    that total to keep it a safe estimate for about
    6 months now.. and noW it’s safe to say the total
    is now 4 plUs Million words.. particularly.. when one
    adds in the Pre-MacroVerses from all the way back from
    March the 10th.. 2013.. in Google Blogspot Blogger avenue
    too.. with multi-blogs there of back-ups and other stuff too..
    AnyWay.. BabY as long ask i stay off the sidewalks heaR.. the
    sheet music notes of Song.. the paint by numbers.. and
    the Poetry by some systemizing science form
    that someone else created as robot
    disciple of that.. this is art..
    and for me.. free verse
    anything from
    to dance
    to song is holy spirit art..
    the rest is science.. and i’ll save that for
    moving the furniture on the concrete roads of life..
    and with that said2.. the wife says get your ass off the computer..
    we’ve got science to do.. yes.. a little louder.. get your ass of that computer..;)

    Back from Moving stuff on asphalt roads and sidewalks too.. now to art
    now to Freedom.. and now to a MacroVerse from a year ago named.. sTiLL..

    Fifty Shades of heArt in ART of Freedom

    With an excerpt provided free of course..
    hehe.. with only the price of reading some of it or more..
    or sure


    is NOT free..

    Never has been

    never will be…

    Some folks are


    to die for IT…

    Some folks are


    to be afraid of IT

    and DO in effect eliminate
    the greater potential for IT..

    by their overall.. fearful ways…

    ONE.. the ONLY THING FOR for sure IS..

    “IT’S” ALWAYS AT LEAST.. ’50 shades of Grey’

    And NOT even




    Ah.. yes..

    the human condition..

    so simple and true..

    in flesh and blood connecting ways

    from the time of womb

    to the time of death..

    And then ‘someone’

    creates the idol

    record of a word..

    a tree.. and APPLE..

    And Royally F’Ed the simple part UP…

    Life is a beach.. a child.. a mother.. a father..

    other relatives.. and friends

    living together in peace and harmony

    and WHAT NOT.. sharing meals.. shelter

    and the warmth of human flesh and blood

    to keep things REAL.. AND YES HAVING SEX..


    consensually.. as such..




    All the OTHER stuff is just HUMAN ABSTRACT manufactured SH**..

    except the STUFF that promotes human connections stronger..





    but I never stay..

    as my home is




    Keep It Simple Stupid..



    AND THE other humans

    go on to say

    Life’s a B88ch..

    and that for me..



    AT ALL..





    That’s not hard..

    as long as ‘someone’ learns


    TO KISS..

    SO WHY do

    i communicate

    so complexly..


    “When in Rome..”

    Not SO WELL..

    FEW KISSes






    and tongues OF KISS..


    True.. Spock

    is full of Reason BUT is an ’empath’..



    in metaphor.. only.. please…

    Some folks talk..

    Other folks ‘read’ minds…

    Put the two together in working.. cooperative.. harmonious relationship
    and ya CAN get the Captain Kirk and Mr. Spock Effect and Affect
    in synergistic quantity and quality
    to potentially explore where

    no man GOES before..

    But IT will never work..

    very well.. as long as ‘people’..

    not ‘you’.. slow the process with character attacks…

    Kirk and Spock understand each other’s differences

    and use those differences in positive affect and effect
    to the great advantage of

    their “Enterprise”…

    So in that way both Spock

    and Kirk live on….

    at least for now..


    kraftiekortie writes:

    There will be nothing like the Original Star Trek.

    They always sought to portray real human emotions,

    and they never took themselves too seriously, despite their “mission.”

    aghogday writes:

    Interesting.. i agree.. and perhaps there will never be another time like the 60’s when THAT many folks relax their ‘puckering’ enough to simply breathe…..AND LIVE…

    The ART of a culture.. usually.. in all the diverse ways THAT comes.. has A REAL grasp ON the heart or lack of heart.. of its inhabitants…

    Now ‘we’ have Vampires and Zombies..

    and NO, not surprising to me.. AT ALL…

    PaRticularly the Zombie pArt…


    are you aware that GOD

    is both Scientist

    and Artist or do you ‘SEE’ GOD..

    as a robotic moving nerd alone.

    Just wondering…

    God is more like Steve Jobs than Bill Gates…

    God is more like a Geek than a nerd..

    or perhaps Vincent Van Gogh..

    once you peel away

    all the human


    and illusions…

    And ALLONE2..


    OLDAVID are you aware that this particular part of the
    site is FOR Politics, Philosophy, and Religion…

    There is no S in PPR…

    But of course.. i for one… Love all opinions.. rigid.. artistic.. scientific or what folks around here
    love (hate) to assess and armchair term.. with narrow minds and views.. as psychotic or insane.. narcissistic OR WHATEVER..

    WHO don’t have an Artistic
    GOD bone in their mind or
    body balanced as such……

    i HAVE HOPE though THAT
    ‘they’ will ‘GROW’ one of ‘THOSE’ GOD bones too..

    AS I for one live real life GOD BONE miracles everyday..



    My GOD bones continue to grow and grow and grow.. to an Infinity
    of ‘Quantum’ Mind and body balance UNLEASHED….



    Of course there isA REALITY THAT CAN BE AND IS TO BE INVESTIGATED but the scientific method.. ALONE.. is very limited in scope AND METHOD.. WHEN it comes to the greaTEST ART experiment of all.. as certainly evidenced in the expression of human abstract language.. collective intelligence and the byproductS of ART and SCIENCE IN OUR EXTREMELY COMPLEX MODERN CULTURES…





    but since science itself cannot talk..

    i will talk for it instead

    and suggest Mr. Oldavid that

    you consider the merits

    if you can or will..

    of COMMON










    and that certainly does not come
    by symbolic verbal and math language

    all alone..

    there are literally hundreds of other human
    intelligences when fully explored mapped and charted
    with other senses and EMOTIONS.. OF HUMAN PHYSICAL

    to realize

    the more fully awakened and or enlightened mind.. WhERE

    Science can be described as the bones of that too..

    And the flesh and blood

    can be described as




    To use your Christian language..

    The body and blood of Christ is certainly not



    IT IS







    If he was alive

    truly existed..

    but perhaps

    he will come one
    day AGAIN

    IN FULL EXPRESSION AS the signature

    of human myths

    often precede the reality of humans..

    in SCI-FI ‘scriptures’



    And here’s a song in recognition of the life of

    Spock whether he


    OR NOT…

    Hello Spock or NOT

    by Sting..




    IT’S GONE..



    AS “I” for one KNOW WHAT



    And since i’ve spoken for science.. with a mouth that does not exist..

    i will speak for GOD.. YNOt..

    and simply state




    Hmm.. speaking of memories..
    in terms of past.. Oh Lord.. the memories
    still coming as ‘MeMenTos From Mother Helen’..
    sorting out all her ApARTment Books.. a lifelong
    voracious reader and prolific journal and poetry writer
    from close to when i am born.. and before of course.. a big
    word person.. my mother and hmm.. not so much math along with my
    sister too.. a social liGht when necessary and an introvert totally
    satisfied with being alone.. not even leaving that home more than
    the porch for literally years.. a place i wouldn’t wanna stay
    but had to with shut-in time medical conditions..
    for 66 months as sung to.. too many
    times to count pages with..
    and while all of that shut-in
    stuff has changed for sure.. while
    i go the opposite extreme in metro
    public dance now closing in on 7000 miles
    for the Spring Equinox.. and that reminds me..
    time to catch up on what is now an Online Photo
    Album2 of every 6 months of Seville Quarter selfie
    photos with all the beautiful dancing folks there.. which
    likely will be combined with the 7000 miles dance celebration
    as has come in increments of every thousand miles.. since the 2000
    mile mark was reached in August of 2014.. about the time my Mother
    started losing weight after she reported a lump in her breast that she
    decided to leave up to Nature and God sAMe scale of time as living the best
    she could now.. then.. it’s hard to say which way is the best way to go.. in terms of this..
    but early detection
    is of course what
    best for chance
    of recovery.. it was her
    life.. and we respected her
    wishes as that is what love does..
    never owns and always frees as free comes..
    or even death as free.. freedom as life as death
    one as we share the gift of birth too.. free as free as be..
    anyWay a photo with my three second cousins.. Angie on the left
    who eventually became a school principle and was the athlete of
    basketball for the year in the entire county for female sports
    in her high school ending year.. with her small daughter in tow
    doing it all by the spirit of her direction of life flow..
    and next.. to the right.. Sonia.. who took the home
    schooling her children route.. more traditional
    gender role as such.. and then Monica..
    about three years my junior
    here in this photo
    from 30 years ago
    my Grandmother’s
    Funeral then on 3.30.87..
    and hey.. i’ve got long pants on..
    as i haven’t done that since the Spring
    of 2013.. and hey.. a suit.. a very rare
    event.. and in fact.. three years later
    when i got married in ’90.. the last
    suit i ever wore.. as my
    uniform.. year ’round
    now.. is free
    and shorts with
    100% cotton undergarments
    of course.. as the Autism
    and anything associated with
    man-made synthetic materials is
    nothing i can bear to touch.. not even
    the cotton.. depending on the texture of that
    too.. put me out in Nature though.. and i can touch
    all of that except for the thorny pArts of course..
    Monica and i were very close friends.. going
    to the beach.. going out to dancing clubs
    while she was in her first marriage
    while her husband stayed at
    home.. i liked to get
    out and after
    i got
    i stayed in too.. except
    for what was required for
    life in terms of getting subsistence
    items and maybe eating out once a month..
    work was life.. and even though i did not wear
    a suit.. i became a suit of mechanical cognition..
    and no longer.. eventually.. really lived.. we
    humans live best when are a after and
    during pARTy of Life.. back
    to the free verse
    dance of
    life i sing..
    and oh.. this illustrates
    well.. just how female my mother’s
    side of the family is.. and these young
    women.. obviously have some Irish from their
    Daddy’s side too.. a tint of blondish red.. heaR and tHere..:)

    The Facebook Video Slide Presentation Algorithm thingy has been
    acting a little weird latelY in terms
    of blanking out.. but i
    did manage to get that
    High School Senior
    photo in of my Mother
    from ’53.. and the photo of
    my 1970 jazzed up Ford Maverick
    at our Leave it to Beaver home on
    Birch Street that my mother sold before
    she went into subsidized apartment living
    for older and disabled folks back in ’98..
    and of course,. last night’s dance memories that came
    all out.. about 3 am.. on the 3rd day of the 3rd Month
    of 2017.. and oh boy.. what a long day.. from going to
    Social Worker Psychotherapist Mental Health person who
    suggested i was still too high after my Mother’s death.. having
    to explain to her that the pain i feel from emotions is often
    expressed somatically and invisible to others as within me..
    i lEarned to smile a long time ago..
    just to survive through
    many hard times..
    as hey..
    it was hard
    enough to get accepted
    at all with the Autism thingy..
    but i could dAm sure bare my teeth
    and make life look like a peace of pie..
    no matter the depths of hell within.. until
    i even lost the ability to do that in shut-in
    hell for 66 months.. it is called Autistic Burnout..
    it’s a real deal.. as so-called ‘normal’ folks can get
    not only psychologically burned out from stress
    but physiologically as well as stress
    really can and will and does kill..
    anyWay.. the Heaven’s back
    within now too..
    as it is
    a practice of life
    and also a gift as
    some folks are just born
    with a smile and some folks are not..
    i was mostly born with a smile.. and the
    Cheshire Cat lives on as sMiLes for Now..
    Cars used to mean a whole lot to me.. i really
    took the best care ever of all my stuff.. even trimming
    every blade of grass neatly by hand as a perfectionist
    around the sidewalks and all the brick lined flower beds too..
    letting that perfectionism go and just FloWing streAMs as RiVer
    moves as waves as Ocean Whole more.. shores exPaNDinG noW sTiLL
    more with no limits or expectations.. has/is been a great soUL ENLARGING
    JOURNEY.. particularly now that i find even more paths of ART that work
    your soUl
    great again
    or for even the
    first time.. with
    MoVinG.. ConNecTinG
    and CreATing Free verse way..
    and after going through all my Mother’s
    Books more of interest and photos too.. i went
    to a surreal place within again.. and used up
    one of my cat lives last night.. as i did not even
    see the car and turned left into the gas station before
    the wife said there’s a car.. and i swerved back in my lane..
    really.. not a good idea to mix surreal with driving.. i’m out of that
    mode for now.. and never experienced anything like this.. really.. since our son
    Ryan died in ’97.. live and leARn… and yes.. live and pay close attention too..
    made it to the dance.. i did.. still with the SinG of My soUL Fully in tow aliVE and WeLL..
    arRive as well2..:)

    And now.. a photo share from
    a year ago that also became
    a part of a “Cyberian Beach Tiger”
    MacroVerse too.. Seagulls frolicking
    in the Crystal Emerald Green Waters
    of the Gulf of Mexico at Navarre
    Beach.. splashing up with wings
    with waves
    never end
    now then now too..
    at least tHeRE it’s
    hard to mix Heaven
    as Lord kNows
    the evidence
    is everywhere from
    the birds to the bikinis… eTc..;)

    So.. finally.. i take one of those
    Facebook ego Booster tests that
    measure one’s personality with
    metrics all over the
    place and
    ‘this one’..
    says.. what Greek
    God resides in your SoUL..
    and while i do my best not to get
    too absorbed in it.. sure.. it’s true..
    i do abhor blatant injustice and hypocrisy…
    and as discussed with my Therapist yesterday..
    let’s just say.. the environment in Nation-wide
    Politics is full of both of that.. it’s disgusting
    and hard for me to ignore.. but one must understand that
    many of those literally do not know what they do.. and sure..
    perhaps tHeiR forgiveness will come.. one day.. if they can move
    away from Right Alt one-sided propaganda news.. as that’s how folks
    are always controlled.. with lies.. as the truth and liGht.. basically..
    like a big stinky
    thing that rhymes with pure art..
    so.. the result comeS in and says
    “Nemesis”.. as “The Goddess of
    Revenge, Nemesis resides in
    your soul. You do not
    take injustice lightly.
    Your Personality is extraordinary
    and you are always intent on your task.”
    AnywaY as much as all of what’s going down
    now disgusts me.. Vengeance.. in terms of harming
    other folks is only a sign of human weakness.. tHeRe
    are words that work much better than swords and that’s for sure..:)

  2. A beautiful selection of mementos with many photographs and poems written by your mother with so much love. She is a very special woman and through this heartfelt tribute I feel blessed to get to know her a little bit too. Sending love and smiles to you and Katrina and big pets for the cats too ☺💜

    • Good Afternoon.. from over here
      in the Panhandle of Florida..
      where Flowers never end..
      hehe.. at least not with
      my friEnd.. Xenia Tran..
      thank you.. so much.. for your kind
      thoughts about my Mother.. here too..
      now as surely as you say at essence this
      is heART fELt in spiRit of SoUL.. and perHaps
      A Best Discovery is that even though i am 56 years
      old.. i have the essence of the smile of that under age
      5 year old boy again.. the weight of the world no longer
      shrugs my shoulders.. my friEnd.. the Lift of Love.. the
      Dance of Song.. Swims the water of my blood
      and Feeds the
      of my SoUL..
      the gift of a Mother
      who lives by maKing
      all in life that’s worth it..
      namELy Love.. holy and sacred
      and full of meaning and purpose..
      through decades.. i often wondered if
      i would ever hold this gift again.. and no..
      i do not hold iT sTiLL iT POurs out as bRead
      and waTer
      the GiFt
      my FriEnd thaT
      never gives up in Truth
      of giving and sharing no matter what..
      A Sent of Love.. A Taste of Life and A sMiLe
      oF LiVinG Tree aS Leaves fAll up inStead of dOwn..roots..ever reaching..more..:)

      Xenia says in return..

      Thank you my friend,
      those wonderful gifts from your mother
      and your own deep wisdom all dance through you as love
      smile emoticon.. red heart emoticon and
      loving red paw prints of pet..

      i return with..

      SMiLes.. my friEnd..
      She passed it on..
      Not away..
      WiTh sMiLes
      oF iT..:)


    Writing Block..
    Creativity Block..
    to suggest that Words
    are any different than Paint
    or Dance or Song is to take the
    art away and make art science..
    Took me 40 years
    to get rid
    of the
    running off
    with my soUL..
    Art may be the Natural
    state of the being hUman..
    butt science is the culture at hand..
    does any of that make sense.. hehe..
    matters not as i feel it and more than
    KNow it as i go.. and do i want
    to knoW how i got to this
    place of art..
    nah.. i’d rather
    feel and sense it
    for without that for me at
    lEast.. what’s the use.. i could
    play a video game instead.. like
    i did for decades of input and output
    in mechanical cognition way.. i love the
    way art makes me tingle from head to toe..
    i love the ocean of clouds that
    float within the Heaven
    of me as rivers
    go.. i am
    the waves
    as Ocean becomes
    me.. it is the experience oF iT
    beyond the form as essence that makes
    it real.. to formulate it as science is never art to me..
    So.. in other words.. writer’s bLock
    to me is the loss of feeling
    and sensing creativity..
    for i for one
    PS.. i checked out a Book on how to
    be Creative in college while continuing
    to download data into my brain from Kindergarten
    through 19 or so years of that in formal institutional way..
    the book was named Creativity.. and i checked that dam thing
    out.. at least 25 times over 2 years.. i remember sitting at the beach on
    a cloudy day.. wondering when the creativity would come with book on
    Creativity in hand.. thing is.. i could never focus long enough to read more
    than a couple of pages at a time.. thing is2.. i could never focus on school books..
    hardly at all.. the way i could focus.. would be to output written notes to copy what
    i heard in the Lecture hall from start to finish.. rarely looked back at the notes but
    it brought the focus needed to pay attention.. two small spArks.. i had at age 13 and
    18.. but in 40 years.. nothing until age 53 other than that really.. in feeling and sensing
    that truly magical sublime of creativity again.. i do it for the bliss.. otherwise.. i could get a job in
    oh.. yeah..
    and before
    i lose my focus
    again.. Hello Candice..
    thefeatheredsleep.. hope
    you are doing wonderful now..:)

  4. Facebook Friend and Blogger Poet Friend
    and Rationalist too.. Ned/gigoid.. shares a status on Facebook.. that says..

    The following words will, most likely, create a stir of controversy, which it would be well to remember will only provide the evidence necessary to prove its contention as truth…. and, likely will cause some people to de-friend me, saving me the trouble…. Oh, well…

    “God is the immemorial refuge of the incompetent, the helpless, the miserable. They find not only sanctuary in His arms, but also a kind of superiority, soothing to their macerated egos; He will set them above their betters.”

    — H.L. Mencken

    Life is, folks, and there really isn’t any need to be afraid of it, just because you don’t understand; your lack of understanding does not alter the facts… Instead of being afraid, try learning to deal with reality, as it is….

    And i come by to visit and say..

    Try to
    Prove Nature
    Is not God..
    There is no
    Escaping now
    And now is God

    Ned returns toward the end of the discussion here and says..

    Simplest proof… They’re spelled different. More complex proof: everybody has a different definition of both words…;)

    Ipse fixit logic…
    (in reference to
    one of Ned’s
    assertions below)
    Precisely why your
    original opinions fails..

    Ned responds..

    *grin* “failure” is another of those words everybody looks at a little differently… I knew it was satire, amigo; ipse dixit describes the logic of the Bible as proof of divinity… & where in Nature is there evidence of divinity, unless it is ascribed to every single part of it, sentient, and non-sentient? Which makes all of it, and none of it divine…

    And i return with..

    Neither you are your written authority
    defined God.. specifically that is what the ‘lose fixit’
    logic fallacy is in reference to and is the
    most common failure among so-called
    militant atheists who attempt to
    prove that
    God is not
    a fairy bearded sky
    God or something ludicrous
    like that.. “of or like God or a god, very pleasing; delightful”
    per the Oxford definition of Divine.. i see all of Nature
    and feel and sense more of it.. DIVINE.. empirically so
    too.. per the Nature of my Autistic Neurology..
    It’s all a Beautiful Divine sunrise to
    me.. my friend.. and no wonder
    to me that folks who do
    not feel it and sense
    it that way
    a shell of
    whatever God they define aS Such..
    AND YES.. i see the dArk as divine too as liGht comes
    from it.. yes.. the liGht of SenSinG and FeeLInG the
    Divine of all that is AKA God.. once again
    God is bigger
    in my definition at least.. and ‘Divine’ is
    relative in accordance with the reaLiTy of
    essence as feeling and sensing
    as experience of essence
    of Divine.. as a word..
    that often
    the way of LIGht.. as dArk..
    but that’s not a problem..
    as once again..
    of the
    daRkest of dARk..
    even Star Wars knows that..;)

    Now back to the beginning of the
    discussion.. again..

    where i said and
    continue to say..

    Try to
    Prove Nature
    Is not God..
    There is no
    Escaping now
    And now is God

    And tHeRe
    Is no contraction

    To Defriend
    Nature and
    No to Defend IT..:)

    No is not
    kNow.. 2

    In other words..
    God is Deeper
    Shit than words
    And piles higher

    And fundamentaList
    Atheists together..
    They all have THE
    Only Answer..
    Usually based
    On someone
    Else’s written

    Ned Implies
    one of ‘those’
    logical fallacies..

    Ipse fixit logic…

    (which means
    “an assertion without proof;
    or a dogmatic expression of opinion.
    The fallacy of defending a proposition
    by baldly asserting that it is “just how it is”)

    And i return with…

    Haha.. in case you missed
    the gist.. all of this is satire..
    my friend..
    No 10 gallon words required..;)

    Then i go back up to the top of
    the discussion to specify
    that neither he
    or his written
    provided a definition
    of God using a
    usual Dogmatic
    opinion that there
    is only one
    God in the mix
    of Semantics..
    and i say here..

    In summary.. winks..
    an art of communication is
    getting someone to prove their own failure..;)

    Ned’s Christian Friend Bruce comes into the evolving convo.. and says..

    The belief in God has given us hospitals, orphanages, universities, abolished slavery in many parts of the world. Absent this we have social Darwinism, survival of the fittest, and contempt for our competitors for survival rather than being our brother’s keeper

    Ned says..

    I knew this one would cause discussion…:) What you say is partially true; it does fail to mention the negatives that religion has provided us with, such as far too many compelling reasons for war, and a disdain for truth over belief. Also, I have been absent the training religions provide my entire life, and I don’t think I lack either compassion, or empathy… which is also true of every other atheist I know of…. I acknowledge many good people are believers; I don’t acknowledge it to be the ONLY method of achieving a peaceful coexistence with other forms of life…

    Bruce goes on to say in return..

    And the cultural revolution of Mao, Pol Pots killing fields, Stalins purges, ethnic cleansing throughout the world. It has been estimated that in the past 3 thousand years approx 11 million have died in religious wars. In the 29th century well over 100 million were killed by atheistic governments. I’ll take my chances

    Ned.. additionally says..

    Nationalism is no better, or rational, than religion; both place belief ahead of what is real. I see them both as a result of our human ability to deny reality, in the hope what we believe to be true makes it true, as opposed to what is real… a process of thought taught from the cradle to most humans…

    I interject per my statement below
    on the current global growing
    Populism in

    No better or rational.. true..
    but human Nature.. yes.. as science shows..:)

    Bruce goes on to say..

    What is real? I believe that God is real

    Haha.. i return with this and
    as expected i am ignored.. by
    Bruce as i’m not exactly the
    person ya wanna
    get into
    a debate
    about anything
    with as i’ve got all the words..
    as a practice of course of 12 million
    of them and you know what ‘they’ say
    about practice and why i don’t need any other
    authority but what i bring to the table.. hehe..;)

    So i say..

    I believe God is Nature..
    go ahead.. make my day..
    prove me wrong.. no one has yet..;)

    Ned’s back in the room
    like a visible man and says..

    “Belief gets in the way of learning.” — Robert Heinlein, Time Enough for Love
    I don’t believe this, but, I have learned it is the truth…;)

    i interject..

    And i’ll note here that more so.. too..
    learning gets in the way of
    believing.. more specifically
    all human emotions
    and senses
    out there
    in the big
    blue room of Nature..:)

    Bruce says in return to
    Ned again.. ignoring
    my challenge..

    If belief is well thought out and reasonable
    is it a product of learning not just a feel good knee jerk reaction

    i return directly to Bruce by saying..

    Heaven doesn’t live in a word.

    And i say here.. as
    Bruce ain’t gonna
    entertain any of me..
    asceticism as
    pain over
    pleasure is
    a little overrated
    by folks born
    from abundance..
    Ned is done with the discussion
    and this is where it will stand.. and..

    And now back in return to what i said back
    to Bruce regarding that one cannot live
    without the bible in peace.. substantially
    bullshit as God lives
    on an Island
    people too..
    in really naked peace.. and
    harmony in a place with no cuckoo cola or Bibles too..;)

    i say in conclusion more and less..

    Meh.. the teachings of the so-called Dude Jesus..
    only reaffirms what science understands of
    Human Nature when co-existing in
    small homogenous groups..
    the twenty most peaceful
    societies in the world
    according to
    the science of
    sociology are all
    small and Christianity
    is not a necessary component
    as a restricted Bible originated Golden
    rule for the success.. the common element
    is most everyone works together in sharing and giving,,
    otherwise known as the altruistic Nature of being human..
    Governments and or Religions are necessary for providing
    laws in insanely large heterogenous populations of humans..
    the lowest levels of Christianity are in the most peaceful
    larger homogenous societies in the world.. in
    Scandinavian countries.. common element
    is the Government provides the laws
    for a really big social net.. everyone
    is required to give and share
    and it works as one
    can leave their
    on the sidewalk.. pre-mix
    of immigration.. and feel safe..
    and this is also a major source
    of current populist movements..
    insanely large heterogeneous societies
    cause division.. inherently so.. takes a lot
    of neo-cortical control to overcome that tribal aspect of
    human Nature.. and even more required giving and sharing..
    And add in environmental conditions of scarCity like deserts
    and snowy mountains and all that other sTuff and folks will
    naturally fight for subsistence.. shelter.. and to find reproductive mates
    As History and Herstory separated.. do most definitely continue to sHow.. in/as division..;)

    So heAR in the continuing commentary section.. what’s the answer to all of this..
    Conflict will continue.. of course.. as Human is out of balance with
    God AKA Nature and to be clear.. i am not just
    a Pantheist.. i experience much more
    about/of God AKA Nature than
    science (systemizing) can sHow
    in empirical
    it’s trUly
    MaGiC and
    much greater
    than any rabbit
    hat trick as it needs
    no props at all but the
    Heaven and the Kingdom
    within of the Inner hUman
    UniVerse.. mE.. now.. aLive..
    ‘you see’.. tHeRE IS A Lady Bar
    ring A stairway to Heaven.. now.. her
    name is.. reason.. but really.. she IS A
    man as words alone.. A Piper WiLL bRing
    ONE to ‘reaSon’ but remember.. dARk is liGht
    and liGht is dARk.. and tHeRe are two meanings
    and more to every metaphor of word.. take the words
    off and see.. in other words to be.. More Specifically.. feel and sense
    God and please don’t chain the essence in idols of words.. or Golden Calves..
    or do..
    to ‘you’..
    i find God within
    and it is all DiViNE..
    as Tree oF LiFE..NoW..:)

    “And the FoRest
    Will Echo with Laughter”


    Gentile or Jew..
    Servant or Free..
    Woman or

    Response from me
    Cherry Picked and
    paraphrased in punctuation
    from Galations.. 3:28.. which is
    also the name of one of my favorite
    Video games.. albeit.. spelled Differently
    and in outer space.. aka the stars and planets
    and too.. a favorite
    pARt of a Song they
    do in Catholic Church.. named
    “One Body.. One Bread” in words
    to that effect and affect.. and more
    specifically that video game is named..
    ‘Galaxians’.. where warring tribes of Nationalistic
    folks as planets go to war in space over differences
    in language.. collected intelligence and general beliefs
    as well as the complex cultural differences that bring them
    to war together opposed to each other and perhaps
    a lack of food or
    to take by force
    like getting Iraq
    oil and such as that
    by the ones with bigger
    bombs of Mass Destruction..
    and truly Mass as in the Catholic
    Church killed a lot of folks over an
    only this or that.. anyway.. i used this
    in response to a guest blogger on a really
    great poet blogger’s place.. who is worth a read
    to me.. without even commenting.. in fAct.. i’ve liked
    every single word there shared over several years now..
    thing is..
    i abhor
    and all stuff
    related to bullies
    and refuse to like that
    and in regard to providing
    dissent.. sure a pArt of that
    Nemesis Godess thingy
    residing in my
    swords and
    preferably words
    and slight of hand
    in humanipulating language
    to get a message across deeper
    that may surface later.. perhaps in
    the shower or water ever hehe..anyWay..
    when a dude started going on all about how
    if you don’t find a way to Heaven specifically
    through the Jesus dude.. you are going to hell..
    like i still occasionally hear over heRE in Southern
    Baptist Gospel Singing.. that my wife and me and her friend
    have dragged us along to see.. and i love singing.. so why not..
    my response above is one to read between the lines as NO.
    not only,
    the logic
    is simple..
    Jesus never
    went to ‘mars’
    or the Galaxian
    other pARts
    of the
    UniVerse and
    the world is a much bigger
    place online today than a patch
    of desert dirt in the middle east..
    And sadly.. A core message of so-called Jesus oF Unity
    is lost as lamp without a filament of flame as undying ONE torch.. of Love..
    OR now bRing
    the mesSage
    oF UNitY for
    all NoW wHere
    God can be found
    in the middle of a
    chopped cord of wood
    with cleave of sword.. even.. of words..
    anyway.. i really like the theMe song.. even
    iF Katy Perry doesn’t sing it.. or that Lorde girl..;)


    Hey oka..
    hehe.. i mean
    Hi gigoid..
    i’ll be as continuing
    sacred clown as human
    archetype of course with
    a Great Great Maternal Grandfather
    pure blood Sioux line too.. not
    that any
    be an indigenous
    Indian of the UniVerse wHOle..
    and yes.. of course more than
    what big big telescopes and
    Hawking Brains see..
    culture is insane
    as spoken
    to before.. at the 16
    year point of 19 years of
    school altogether.. several severe
    depressions that came out of the not
    so azure blue in separation from the
    art of moving.. connecting.. and creating..
    i sAid FucK iT aLL and go to the Beach.. and i say
    thaT loosely as that voice came deep deep within
    below the rider me and more paRt of the Camel and
    Elephant sAMe that holds uP words of hUman more alone
    than allone in perceiving more of reaLiTy and existence now
    from head
    to toe
    and more..
    i just walked and walked
    and said fuck the rest.. of course..
    still living at home with my mama allowed
    that privilege to continue to live.. to let go of the
    perfectionist Nature and never giving up the ‘goal’..
    that others set for me.. the hard part but yes.. i let go..
    and what came next was an adventure mostly within..
    those places where no human you..(me) have
    gone before.. i drove slow in the left lane
    and held traffic up.. i went
    back to
    the smaller
    Junior College
    Philosophy class and
    did an impromptu lecture
    on how my name literally spelled
    backwards sounded a lot like name hell..
    and after that i ran in reverse all around the town..
    just ’cause it felt good.. and to say fuck all this shit that
    was driving me down down down again.. i even went
    to a parade in war (clown) paint.. never hearing about
    the Heyoka Human archetype then.. and yes..
    like Britney ‘shears’.. i wanted to
    shave all the hair off my
    head.. including
    the eye brows..
    just to escape
    even more i guess..
    that’s the thing.. when you take
    it all in.. it’s not so much that you’re crazy
    you just come to find out you know too much
    and you’ve let it just go.. to be free again of all of much..
    the Bowling Center was great and so was a change to three
    other majors at one time in school.. and i finally got it all together
    in a place of keep it simple enough to thrive.. then the flood came in
    again.. i got lost and now the clown of me is back again.. it’s a circus my
    smART folks
    just plaY in it..
    for fun..
    matter what
    dARk surrounds
    as focus liGht in terms of liFe
    thaT feelS and senses more than dARk..
    and then.. i danced in reverse all around
    a thirty mile regional area.. if nothing else..
    i showed folks joy for nothing aT aLL butt free..;)

    “Wisdom is knowing what to do next;
    virtue is doing it.”

    — David Star Jordan,
    The Philosophy of Despair

    Nike lives
    in all Jordans..
    And stars of David..
    All BaLanCinG AcT
    in divine
    and masculine up
    star one..
    as two pyramids become one..
    or triAngEls oN a pAge of sAGe..:)

    To make a long story short: Once upon a time….
    It was a dark and stormy night……..
    and they lived happily ever after.

    — Smart Bee


    And I oft have heard defended,
    –Little said is soonest mended.

    — George Wither (1588-1667)

    — The Shepherd’s Hunting

    it aGAin..:)

    As long as we’re going insane,
    we might as well go the whole way.
    A mere shred of sanity is of no value.

    — Smart Bee

    a shred can/WiLL
    have fun when unplugged..;)

    “Insanity destroys reason, but not wit.”

    — Nathaniel Emmons

    ReaSon ofTen
    for smiles
    and laughter..
    exceptions do rules.. too..:)

    “Anyone who isn’t confused really doesn’t understand the situation.”

    — Edward R. Murrow

    Don’t need
    to understand
    just do it
    when all it takes..:)

    “It is important to do what you don’t know how to do. It is important to see your skills as keeping you from learning what is deepest and most mysterious. If you know how to focus, unfocus. If your tendency is to make sense out of chaos, start chaos.”

    — Carlos Casteñeda

    In other words.. either
    dance or run all
    around noW iN
    Reverse.. hehe..
    as chaos
    more fun..
    iF one escapes
    all doubt.. fear.. and shame..
    the ends to the mean Backwards..:)

    It’s Hilarious.. my
    friend.. how
    it is
    to miss
    the essence
    of Happy and Free
    over doubt.. fear and
    shame.. under traditional form(s)..:)

    “As a net is made up of a series of ties, so everything in this world is connected by a series of ties. If anyone thinks that this mesh of a net is an independent, isolated thing, he is mistaken. It is called a net because it is made up of a series of interconnected meshes, and each mesh has its place and responsibility in relation to other meshes.”

    — Buddha

    THeRe is
    no only
    or last or
    firsT all n aLL..
    otherWise lonELy
    aWay from allone..:)

    “It is not every question that deserves an answer.”

    — Publius Syrus (42 BC) — Maxim 581

    IS A
    without water..:)

    “There await men after they are dead
    things which they do not expect or imagine.”

    — Heraclitus

    Nixon Richard
    wire tapping to see now..:)

    (in reAlly loose association)

    “What is inconceivable about the universe is that it is at all conceivable.”

    — Albert Einstein

    Yeah.. NoW
    Jesus F in Christ..
    People are living
    still don’t
    Heaven.. here..;)

    “Go into yourself and see how deep the place is from which your life flows.”

    — Rainer Maria Rilke in Letters to a Young Poet

    A place
    one can
    or not…
    never the
    less that place
    exists when sought and found
    and more importantly.. enjoyed to the MAD MAX
    OF THE

    Nice to see ya gigoid..
    Gotta get going to the flesh and blood
    moving.. connecting.. co-creating stuff..
    and ‘tween the ears..;)

  7. Lunatic Fringe.. almost
    over the edge.. Vision Quest
    as they say too.. but no Plastic
    Shaman for sale.. heAR..
    in other words..
    the search
    for human
    the continuing
    find of improving essence
    over form.. whatever it takes..
    do it neXt.. to make potential
    even more than before..
    And the thing is..
    iT is human
    in all free verse
    Life.. no limitations.. no
    expectations.. juST do more
    than you did before.. as it is the
    doubt and the fear that brings you
    down lower than higher can go in pure
    Positive Love as Life liGht.. to flash Ahead
    before the thunder
    anyWay.. after dancing
    all free style with new moves
    as creativity comes and comes some more..
    most folks around these paRts have gotten used to
    me by now.. after all.. been doing this in public now for
    42 months and counting more.. @~7K Miles but every once in a while
    a ‘good old boy’ attempts to challenge me in the distance.. with
    the ear budS on.. little do they FeeL and SensE i am aware more
    of my surroundings than hear and see.. and that too is pARt oF A
    Vision Quest.. exPaNding FeeLinG and SeNsorY awareness in expanded
    intelligences thereof.. including proprioception and general movement intelligence
    too.. with eyes in feet and fingers and beyond that in intuition beyond human logic
    as logic/reason comes even after emotions according to science.. yeP.. give ’em credit
    for measuring a little bit.. at lEast.. of the hUman inner UnivErse of POtenTial more and
    sadly lesS.. in opposite affect and effect.. anyWay.. aLways Love a new challenge and when
    ‘they’ feel me up close and personal.. where i’d juSt love to give ’em my new John 14:12 witness
    and testimony of my own personal lunatic fringe as irony of resistance against fear and hate..
    that’s all around us these days.. from a Lunatic Lie a day to depths of human torture in misery
    and suffering in ideology of separating children from their parents as any Nazi camp will
    love to do.. with zero point.. empathy and compassion.. for what flesh and blood means
    for brothers and sisters all.. per that mushy Jesus stuff.. diluted more than
    the heARt..
    anyway.. he
    scurried away like
    a rat and i didn’t have
    an opportunity to show ’em
    where the ship sAils beyond
    ocean blues.. as sure.. if you’ve
    been around long enough all around
    these parts.. you learn to ‘smell’ fearless
    and move out of the way.. of progress.. heHe..
    anYway.. i don’t do competition of any form.. it’s
    all essence noW of improving human potential as just
    appreciating this gift from God all of Nature in me Now..:)

    And.. hehex2.. speaKing of Lunatic Fringes.. a MacroVerse Memory
    from three years ago.. named.. “let it go..flow…” and the difference between
    me and grey briefs and black pantyhouse per Batman is.. i go shirtless with
    no pantyhouse.. haha.. as you do know.. don’t you that the reason that
    Superheroes do this.. is to symbolize that divine love in grace is
    behind and down below all tHeir super powers.. so above..
    in cape crusader and telephone booth changer
    ways too.. with a quick excerpt heAR..

    It is THIS SIMPLE.

    LET IT GO..


    by the way

    ISA is the path to happiness; NOT KSA.
    ISA equals Instinct Skills and Ability.
    KSA equals Knowledge Skills and Ability.

    Most animals live FREE by ISA
    and humans imprisoned by the abstract
    constructs of complex language, collective
    intelligence and culture, in general, live by KSA.

    Other than that my attempt to explain this on the ‘Wrong
    Planet’ was rather futile but never the less a dARk muse to
    save the words with later on for usage now.. as hey.. an investment
    in greater human potential saved as it were and still is now as more..liGht..;)

    And a couple of MacroVerse Memories from a year ago.. number one..
    Dancing Friends.. left to right.. Maggie.. Chelsea.. and Cortney.. particularly
    liking this picture ad it fits the continuing Charlie’s Angels theMe and mEme..
    only difference really.. is in this movie.. Charlie is an active dancer with the Angels..;)

    And in this Facebook Memory maker photo reminder from a Year ago.. a little help from
    a few more of my mythological friends.. as increasing numbers of Super Heroes and
    associated things fill my Computer Desk space on the right.. and it’s really getting
    crowded over tHeRE noW and aT lEAst in this previously more sparse
    population of heroes.. you can see how big my giant Pen
    iS.. my wife Katrina got it for me as a gift.. a really
    big one she got for me to replace the
    other one as i seemed to of
    losT it.. and that
    is what Isis
    for Osiris..
    per the book version
    at lEast as themeS and MeMes continUe heAr..;)

    And with all that implied.. a MacroVerse Memory from
    a year ago named.. “Cyberian Tiger Beach”.. as juST anotHeR
    theMe as meME of T-shirt visits beautiful Navarre Beach and TG..
    we will be going tHeRe this Tuesday.. to see my favorite Lunatic
    Fringe Psychiatrist.. as he monitor the success of my prescription for
    dance.. literally.. yes.. he wrote me a prescription for dance in case any
    ‘red necks’ give me problems if they get into store management.. fortunately..
    i haven’t met any in those positions yet.. but sure.. i’d love to tale them thaT
    pARt of my Lunatic Fringe story.. too.. if they can hang with me that long in LocaL VocaL SonG..
    And aLong with a bunch more free verse poetry in response to all of dVerse prompts and
    links last year.. as i make an entire year from April of 2015 through 3/16.. yes.. March
    of 2016.. through the 31st day of that month.. in what ended up as one entire
    MacroVerse named “GodsUniVerseNovel3”.. weighing in as tonnage
    at 338,630 words and the only credit i need is the doing
    oF it then in the ecstasy of that path of journey tHeRe..
    as the ‘Vision Quest’ Movie speech sAid.. it’s
    not the 6 minutes that counts..
    it’s what ya did
    in the
    6 minutes
    that makes life
    a total beach or bitch
    in those 6 minutes.. all
    Beach heAR.. as i create my
    life for one with God all FReED as all thAT thiS iS..:)


    Hello.. gigoid.. i reAlly appreciate the efforts
    of YouTube in providing remastered oldies
    in working relationships with the original record
    companies.. as the music comes closer to vinyl pristine..
    and copyright strikes ain’t gonna take it away.. sure.. at least
    not until
    no time soon..
    obviously.. as long
    as freedom of expression
    is alloWed.. and that’s a really big
    deal.. freedom of expression.. but the thing
    is.. Faux news is truly what is ruling this country
    now as that is a major stepping stone to
    making the Executive Branch
    beyond Saturday
    really live as
    truly the tragic
    comedy trumps ‘normal’ comedy
    in terms of Satire isrEaL now for sure..
    and nah.. not funny in terms of ideology
    that wants to separate children from mothers
    and truly sick non-normal-human stuff like that..
    so.. where to find a smile.. where else.. Saturday
    Night Live IF THEY can continue to beat the REAL ‘ART’ OF THE DEAL..
    AND hell ‘us’.. there is BLack art in terms of Voodoo in the Nocebo effect
    of the
    who still trumps
    suckers born every day.. as
    power of suggestion is a mighty
    fine tool of an audience for those in charge of the car lot sTiLL..;)

    “A ship in harbor is safe — but that is not what ships are for.”

    ~~ John A. She’d ~~

    Comfort Zones.. my friEnd..
    Comfort Zones of lies that’s
    a friend
    of the Truth..;)

    Speaking of that.. there is a secret password
    into the lives of the car lot heAR in milltown
    USA.. as when my existence hurts
    the sensibilities of card
    board box
    of feathered
    nests after Sunday
    Dinner.. in other words ..
    if my colors are too bright
    on my 7.50 Walmart T-shirts
    and my ballet mixed in with
    martial arts is too fabulous
    to take all in.. and the
    gawks start to
    amuse me
    i move
    in a little
    closer.. as ‘they’ think
    my little world doesn’t move
    farther from my earbuds and dance..
    hehe.. i move in even closer and strike
    up a conversation.. and really what i wanna
    do is free ’em.. from true frOwns dOwn all
    the aisles i see.. so here’s the magic
    word.. actually five.. “DO YOU
    heHe.. rhetorical
    one where
    i live
    but never the less..
    one they take serious
    no matter how otherworldly
    to them i may seem.. beyond ‘munDane’
    as you say my FriEnd.. heHA.. after that i tale
    ’em all about human potential and how that relates
    to total positivity in looking at the world at large in
    pure ‘white’ love (all the colors combined
    in one color of course).. and then it’s
    off to John 14:12 that negates
    that ‘only stuff’ as how
    does God suggest
    that other
    will do more
    than God.. illogical
    Spock.. the cognitive
    dissonance hurts tHeiR heads
    them after i script what they never
    heard scribed at church.. see.. i have a photographic
    memory or close to that for text.. the book is limited
    and my mind is not.. so in other words.. i have all
    the words.. and it’s like dueling with the book
    when they get to know me more
    than a dance of liGht..
    what they come
    to find out..
    my friEnd
    is.. there is a holy
    madness about life
    that trumps all insanity
    particularly.. when it walks like a book..
    It’s true.. if i lived in a more ‘progressive’ area..
    i would be more intellectually stimulated by the
    convo somewhere else.. but hey.. there is the Internet
    for that and sAdly not many other places but here to even get that..
    hehe.. if you ever go away.. i’ll figure out how to use ‘smart bee’,. i guess..
    or go the archives.. just to get away from the Mundane of life.. but true it is..
    where i
    now live
    and now
    the country
    i live in is the
    most tragic of
    comedies now
    to amuse me
    so far.. that’s the thing
    would be smART enough to have fun.. haha..
    at least
    in the
    flesh and
    fool around
    in some other ways
    beyond Tom Fuckery..
    as hey.. the entire Universe
    is full of hot and cold rocks..:)

    “History, despite its wrenching pain,
    Cannot be unlived, but if faced
    With courage, need not be lived again.’

    ~~ Maya Angelou, “On the Pulse of Morning” ~~

    It’s reAlly no joke.. NoW..
    the Neo-Nazis are in charge..
    nOw.. we just haven’t got to the
    yet.. and
    as a note..
    that’s a metaphor..
    there are many other
    ways than gas and internment camps..
    And makes me wonder..
    really.. makes me wonder..
    when ‘all’ the ‘mundanes’
    are going to determine
    that they
    are already
    in a Christian Hell..
    things is.. my friend..
    i have no desire to hurt
    anyone in hell.. as the pain
    they are already in is worse than death..
    even worse than that they have no reference
    point to the ‘other place’.. or they wouldn’t be in hell.. in the first place..;)

    “Nothing can bring lasting peace,
    but you have it already
    if you just stop disturbing it.
    It is there always.”

    ~~ Sri Swami Satchidananda ~~

    i tracked down the ‘redneck’
    who disturbed the ‘hornet’s
    nest’ of dance last night and
    said turn
    around dude..
    turn around dude..
    and his wife said
    please don’t..
    just don’t…
    i was gonna
    kill a six foot five..
    270 Lb.. Deliverance dude..
    didn’t even get to ask him if he believed in
    Jesus.. oh.. so sad.. the fear.. the fear of dARk..
    A super-epic John 14:12 tale he did miss..
    i suppose
    my beyond
    rainbow colors
    scared him when
    he found out i also
    DO talk.. and ain’t
    afraid of Big bullies with weakness..
    that trumps camouflage and French cuisine..
    And it’s true.. i can grow a
    beard.. put britches
    on and
    my voice
    wrong end.. too..
    and most of the time.. it’s
    also true.. i have a red neck
    too.. and i am FucKinG way less
    civilized than any so-called ‘red-neck’
    heAR.. truly they should
    be ashamed
    can be so
    much more wild than thaT..
    although it’s true.. i do have sTiLL
    the hands of a Priest and Trump too..
    thing is.. i fight like a Kangaroo mix of A
    Tyrannosaurus Rex and Great White Shark
    all accommodating their disabilities of
    smaller than normal ‘red neck’ size
    hands.. no one has ever lived
    to tale what happens
    at the end
    of the
    fight.. or on
    the other hands
    that write and think..
    i am way too smart
    to succumb to that bullshit..;)

    “I would rather be ashes than dust!
    I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze
    than it should be stifled by dry-rot.
    I would rather be a superb meteor,
    every atom of me in magnificent glow,
    than a sleepy and permanent planet.
    The proper function of man is to live, not to exist.
    I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them.
    I shall use my time.”

    ~~ Jack London, Jack London’s Tales of Adventure ~~

    The best pARt
    of entropy
    is what
    before the end..
    if it ever begins now..
    Sentient Star plUs duSt
    with liGht or not..
    go the
    path of
    LiGht and
    shine like
    A crazy fool sun..
    juSt luST LOVE
    for the briGht oF LiFe..
    do do do..:)

    “You cannot do a kindness too soon,
    for you never know how soon it will be too late.”

    ~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

    Thank you
    you you..;)

    All truly wise thoughts have been thought already
    thousands of times;
    but to make them truly ours,
    we must think them over again honestly,
    till they take root in our personal experience.”

    ~~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ~~

    (John 14:12)
    is juSt A MetaPhorse force
    human potential does more..
    as any
    of more
    as real
    metaphor does
    literally and even more..;)

    “One isn’t necessarily born with courage, but one is born with potential.
    Without courage, we cannot practice any other virtue with consistency.
    We can’t be kind, true, merciful, generous, or honest.”

    ~~ Maya Angelou ~~

    Nice metaphor/poem.. AngeLou
    but actuAlly babies
    are born with only
    two fears..
    noises as science
    shows.. in other words..
    they are relatively fearless
    compared to the average Joe..
    Jill.. Jilljoe.. eTc.. eT aL..
    as language..
    and culture bRings
    even more fear as
    a fall
    Keep iT simple stupid..
    fearless trumps smARt
    when common sense..
    and to be crystal
    clear.. i totAlly agree with
    the poem aS wHOle.. Maya..
    and when the Jesus dude or whomever
    wrote the words said.. the key to heaven
    is looking at life through a child’s eyes.. noW..
    A key Now is sTiLL MoVinG.. ConNecTing and
    CreATinG with eYes of a fearless Child of Wonder
    and amazement as the world is beach without the bit88 yet..
    (unless one lives
    in a desert or
    on a snowy
    mountain top
    or other place
    of scarcity over
    abundance outside aS Such..
    The Beach
    is Great..
    and outside..
    above.. so below
    and all around baby now..
    luck of StAR DuST pLuS senTient
    aS Such.. coming from Star Seed STar
    burST crucible fire.. seeds heAR with the fortune of A
    draW iN a state shaped like a Gun named the Flower STAte..
    oh.. the fun..
    of beach life now..
    from head to toe.. outside.. iN..
    noW liGht LIFe LOVE..;)

    “Be your own reason.”

    ~~ Levis ~~

    Some folks create tHeir reality
    others are led by reality.. NoW..
    to hell.. my friEnd.. and garages
    full of Walmart shit and more shit..
    in all
    the spare
    and other
    places like that..;)

    “Being human is a complicated gig”
    So give that ol’ dark night of the soul a hug.
    Howl the eternal yes.”

    ~~ Friedrich Nietzsche ~~

    The DArk
    Night of the soUL
    aN ultiMate Enema.. my FriENd..
    truLY my Best Friend ENeMA.. nOw
    FucK aLL the sHiTs NoW.. jusT LIVe..;)

    Thanks.. gigoid.. for all the hELp..
    wanted to do thAT SonG jusTice..
    A Neo-
    Kashmir way..;)

    Needed a lot of words
    for an unusually long song too..;)

    gigoid.. responds back with kind
    wishes of Love for all
    three of the family
    heAR in the
    including YellowBoy and i say..

    SMiLes my friEnd.. gigoid..
    Love to you as well and
    i will make sure Yellow
    Boy Feels your Love too..
    and hey.. any version of Dancing
    is Good..for the Peace of LIFE for now my FriEnd..
    juSt a BaLanCinG
    DancE and SonG
    of Life
    for NoW..
    i’ll take it too..
    as long as my personal
    peace does last for now too..:)

  9. As Flowers Bloom.. as seeds sprout..
    as stars burst.. in crucible
    fire.. of star death..
    arises resurrection
    of sentient star burst duSt plUs
    uS.. and truly.. if you love someone..
    would you want them to be only one expression
    of Lover.. Mother.. Father.. Brother.. Sister.. Child
    or other in caste system forever.. for all of eternity
    without experiencing more of life.. as life
    becomes a flower greater as the
    cycle of life moveS oN..
    as Sentient
    liFE from
    crucible fire
    comes aGain..
    as LiGht of BeinG
    aLIve.. anyWay.. my numerology
    report as far as reincarnation.. says.. i finished
    all the other 9 life challenges and now all that is
    is 0 for the first life challenge of doing whatever
    i inspire myself to do.. and to reaffirm the next three
    life challenges.. with number 1.. so yeah.. 0 and 1 and
    1 and 1 are my numbers for challenges.. and now the true
    challenge is doing the best one can with the ultimate prize
    of free will.. anyWay that’s what the numbers say.. And
    when one comes to sense and feel they have been
    heAR eternAlly.. now.. ‘you’ see With God at
    age three before spEaKing at foUr..
    it’S even more than
    a feeling and
    being here now..
    and that’s all i for one need is now..
    wiTh a little help from my friends.. and a miNd
    and BoDy BaLanCinG SouL NoW of DancE and SonG.. too..
    as the aRt of that continues in selfie art form as well
    all free verse as dance and song continues to move..
    connect.. and co-create with.. thE Force of GoD oNe
    that lives within me.. once again.. more than a feeling..
    pure bliss as serenity.. even when i spiral dance and
    sing for hours on end.. everywhere i go noW as a
    practice oF LIGht iN walKing on the
    water of terrestrial land
    as gRains of
    as my DancE
    and SonG continues to GroW
    iN human PoTenTiaL more.. so.. sure..
    a photo wiTh a riSing AngEL on A Led Zeppelin..
    1975.. tOur shirt.. to read between the lines.. clear heAR too..:)

    Sunday is surELy a fun day for me.. ‘tween singing with
    choirs of angels in church to living with the beauty
    of blooming flowers.. to dancing free in public
    mall stores while inspiring others to
    move out of the
    boxes of life..
    to the Book store
    and a dance with a book..
    particularly as full of trUth and LIGht
    as the “Art of Peace”.. by Morihei Ueshiba..
    a Martial artist of Aikido unbeaten in battle..
    moVing from war to peace with martial arts now2
    as a tool for emotional regulation and sensory
    integration of MiNd and BoDy BaLanCing
    soUL.. and for all practical intents
    and purposes i’ve already
    written the book with
    zero words
    as this
    is what
    my body.. innately..
    instinctually and intuitively
    does without pre-formed human
    instruction.. which is the ultiMate
    goal of this martial arts philosopher..
    to liberate oneself as free verse art..
    with liberal paraphrase by me HeaR too..
    as to create anew is more than a 0 to 1
    life challenge of numerology alone..
    allone is more like it NoW as reAllY
    BiG ultiMate peRsonAl Challenge Love
    liGht LIFe.. heHe.. add in the Divine
    feMinine BaLanCinG force of Free style
    Ballet and i for one get it all toGethEr with
    Chi.. Qi.. Ki.. Holy SpiRit Power Creative ForCe
    and an unlimited number of interchangeable cultural
    metaphors for the Heaven within of Free Serenity now..
    no.. dollar bills baby.. all for free.. Nirvana and Bliss now..
    more than words though.. actions.. baby.. iN Smooth
    MoVinG..ConNecTing and Co-Creating ways wiTh
    GoD all oF NaturE plUs.. now.. yes.. jusT Free..
    and sure.. i knocked out more than one little
    book.. but ‘that’ little book shows
    wHere the warrior can be
    A greaTEst UnConditional
    LoVinG BeinG hUman too..
    Strength comes in both Love and TrUtH aS
    SmooThe moves too.. as grace and wisdom aLL aS LiFe LiGht Love noW2..:)

    What nexT.. yes.. Dinner for family members at lunch over at
    Grover T’s Barbecue.. and that’s some really good
    pork ribs and brisket.. the least we could
    do to treat my first cousin Laura..
    the somewhat shorter one
    than me.. hehe..
    Daughter of my Father’s
    Identical Twin Brother Ted..
    who is turning 85 this year..
    my sister standing casually in back..
    and Laura’s friend Ronnie.. who came all
    the way from Tallahassee to unload a big
    China Cabinet thingy from my Mother’s Apartment
    as about another day and that job.. all the way done..
    sure beats the twenty months it took.. to get my Father’s
    estate all squared away.. and sure.. Uncle Ted’s Senior class
    Quote was words to the effect of.. i will do what no man has dared
    to do before.. paraphrased heAR.. and my Father with the procrastinator
    in general quote.. where he never squared his affairs before it was too late..
    hmm.. as said before.. he lived relatively stress free.. even through 46 years
    of Law Enforcement.. in the record books back when he retired as longest serving
    Deputy Sheriff then.. in Florida.. no desire to move up on the ladder.. too.. hehe.. it’s
    like he did it his way.. and he surELy did.. kinda like what my
    Numerology report gives me the ‘so-called’ authority
    of challenge to do or not to do too..
    i choose do do do.. as all that i do..
    too.. what else.. oh yeah..
    today was is
    fabulous fun..
    and i surely don’t look much
    like a public dancer in ‘these photos’..
    particularly with ‘that book’.. perhaps
    a pass for a clown.. but i’m dripping with
    that Military/Law Enforcement look as when our parents
    die.. they never reAlly leave.. as they live in our DNA from
    head to toe.. i don’t mind the fearless strength from my Father
    and surely don’t mind the Love from my MOthER liVinG iN
    mE.. Both.. and i guess i got some of the
    poTenTiaL for Wisdom
    from my
    Priest as X-Catholic
    one from Ireland who sired my
    Father and his identical twin Brother..
    as hey.. hE.. i Spied a barely legal Cajun
    woman out of his pews in North Florida and
    to move out of the Catholic Box of Labyrinth
    as he wrote about too.. as author of that book2..
    and ‘Behind The Dictators’ too.. in reference to
    the Catholic Church and Illuminati Conspiracy
    theories still assiGned.. to who folks don’t
    like.. back in last Century too..
    as my Grandfather
    was alike..
    an ultiMate
    faCT checker too..
    check mate and all
    of that too.. anyWay.. beyond
    our family members who pass away..
    not only do they continue to live in our blood
    with many of the all natural human gifts that come
    our way too.. we all share the same family of almost
    all DNA.. with some other animals friends too.. and as
    Carl Sagan and most all his friends actually empirically prove
    we are
    NoW alive
    as SenTient plUS sTuFF..NoW..
    And that’s a miGhty Big miracle
    in Paradise with Big Blue Room Oxygen..
    as long as thaT hOlds OUT for now… Oh Lord..
    ‘Free my People’.. out of/from tHeir bondage of chains
    iN the mechanical cognition that seems to never run out of tOwn now2..
    and that’s thaT as i’m up to 6958 miles of dance with documentation to
    prove that went down for now too.. in a little over 42 months.. and
    i still don’t have a title that flows to me.. for this now
    81st MacroVerse of “Nether Land Bible 2017″..
    And 752nd MacroVerse of Ocean
    wHole Poem.. ‘SonG of mY
    come what
    may.. it’LL
    come.. when it does..
    as i for one.. am going to bed..
    to sleep on it in dreamtime.. alWays now.. too..;)

  10. frankhubeny says:

    Nice memorial to your mother featuring her poetry.

    • Hello Frank.. great poet and
      now a member as
      provider of dVerse
      prompts too..
      that i for one
      have been missing..
      a little lately in responding
      to the trail just for fun in
      poetic way as for me..
      my friEnd.. Poetry
      is juST An
      of the
      emotions and
      senses within.. of
      a continuing serenity
      garden that i without fail do tend now
      effortlessly as flow as practice makes waves
      even more as streams to rivers to Ocean whole..
      now and beyond that.. we just finished cleaning my
      Mother’s Apartment out and received her ashes just
      a little while ago.. as truly most everything i’ve written
      in some way.. since Valentine’s Day of 2017 when she
      fell ill to her death bed then in hospital is in Memorial to her..
      she Requested Zero Memorial in the hometown here in public
      way.. zero long eulogies in the Newspapers.. and that’s okay as
      her Love
      was too
      big now..
      to share in a town
      that never welcomed
      the Smile of the child of
      Love/Grace she gardened as me..
      i got the fearless part.. the warrior fire
      pArt now to go along with thaT and no body
      is bully enough to stop my Smile and my Dance and
      my Song now.. no body.. no where.. and that’s still now a
      reAlly big credit to my Father in strength of fearless gift too..
      as he passed away on the 22nd of May of 2014.. and back then this
      gift of blogging/poetry was really important to properly grieve that loss too.. as
      life is all emotions and senses at core.. lose that and all that’s left of the Nautilus
      IS A
      full of senses
      and feelings or just
      an empty pART of the ART of soUL..:)

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