KATiE MiA FredericK!iI

Testing Echo

Posted on August 14, 2015 by katiemiafrederick

Pink Angel Wings soar above so below

Flow

Mirrors Images Lives insides outsides

Bride

Joy Loving Pink shades bliss

Misses

Applause God Skeyes

Flies

Living Heaven

Seven

Lucky

‘Round

Noun

http://freeversenudepoetry.blogspot.com/2015/08/culture-clothing-sins-free-verse-nude.html

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Mary..
i am
so inspired by
your echo prompt
that my practice..
finishing commenting
on all of dVerse poems
will be this specific
form here.. of three
short lines and three
short echoes.. as
the ‘gifted boy’
will
Fly
with
smiles
ON course
starting now
at 1701..
Military
Time..;)

Ah.. greaTest treasure
Pleasure
being reborn again
Blend
dancing spirit Alive!
Thrive!..:)

Dance the earth with song
Long
Touch the souls of others
Role
Create life as new
Rule..:)

True Poet heArt of Spirit
Written
Resolve to forge ahead
Bled
Poem of Now grow
SoUl..:)

Highways of life littered
Twittered
Dreams of Brain
Drain
Human Deep
Sleep..:)

Trump Bump Oomphs Sump Pump
Funk
Hillary female wave
Brave
Pompous ASS
CRASS..;)

GLENN
This prompt
is so FUN
i
CAN’T
STOP
Just
doin’
IT..:)

Signs above so below again
Grin
God waves blink
Wink
Oceans span human cities
Synchronicity..:)

Fall breeze Whispers Summer cool
Fuel
Human energy abounds
Around
Break in North Florida Heat
Beats..:)

It is actually 65 this
morning in the Panhandle
of Florida.. and what a cool
breeze that is.. smiles..:)

Fear the father of all stuff hate associated
SH**
Tension the stuff of all human fear related
Belated
Love the only escape
Break

These boots are made for walking
Talk
These legs are made for dancing
Prance
My wife allows me to be free
Glee..;)

I think i’ll
write a song
one day
or perhaps
one will
copy
one
from me..;)

And interestingly Echolalia
is a condition that i am
‘gifted’ with from
birth along with
the precocious
HYPERLEXIC
reading skills
that helP
me to communicate
as a non-verbal
autistic child..
and that’s
a big pArt
of why i
am unique
as the parrot
learns to sing..:)

But it’s hard to relate
that to folks who have
always spoken easy
and do not
understand
the sadness
and
loneliness
of FEELING AND
understanding
it all with silence…

No one will
shut me up
now.. as
i can
finAlly
speak
it all
OUT
WITH WORDS
AND STEPS OF LIFE AS DANCE
AND POETRY AS SONG OF FREE..:)

Ah.. Dance Language Universal too..
True
To live a life without dance blue
Rue
Oh.. to really connect.. create and MOVE
SMOOTH..:)

Selfie human reflects window soul
Glow
Mirror water surprise eye old
Bold
No time like Present
Spent..:)

Ah.. to live in low places
Faces
Drifting empty life death
Breath
No high places no jumps
Trump

Passion flower of Garden’s heat
Sweet..
Humans heart spirit soul bright
Light
Flowers Love
GlOve..:)

Emotions HeArt Expressing SpiRit miNd Body Balancing soUl
Goal
Moving Connecting Creating Soul Grows
Flow
Present Just DOing NOW Real
PILL

Ah.. hour of now near hear now
Bow
Present greaTest gift wow
Pow
Power Force Ten Blend
Spend..:)

Genetic memory Cold
Sold
Truth not often told
Bold
Present Force no form
Born..:)

1831

Yes.. Force Lives within
Win
Never Force ruled by men
Sin
God JUST BE
FREE..:)

930

^^^

Ah.. Love is the song that makes the heart float.. and breathe..
and you sing a wonderful song of that
my friend Himali.. and heart
is worth
an endless
number
of
words..
wheRe a spirit
of heArt fills
the beat
of soUl..:)

^^^

Gosh.. I love all of animals and plant life so much.. and it makes me kinda sad to be a meat eater.. truly it does.. especially when i go to see all the sweet farm animals once a month at my wife’s in-laws family farm i show on my blogs once a month.. but.. i do pay the animals respect for giving their lives for me to eat every time i sit down to a meal of steak.. and chicken.. and even fish.. and truly plants too.. anyway.. that is a very healthy way to be.. and i promise if you ever visit me.. you will dance and sing before you leave.. smiles.. at least once anyway..

I have this friend from Pakistan named Lala Rukh.. and we are good friends like this but she has lots of ups and downs.. and you seem so fluid IN positivity all the time.. which is like me now.. truly… and even through her downs i stay her friend.. and try to encourage her to write when she gets quite.. and she asks me why do i stay her friend.. and then she tells me you are a real person.. and you know what that is truly said as truly there do not seem to be many real people on the Internet from the U.S. that are willing to Unconditionally give the kind of Love that the man Jesus talks too..

Sad that the only real Christians seem to live.. where Christians churches do not.. and of course there are exceptions but too many sad rules.. You are a breath of fresh air.. i will continue to breathe THAT.. as i am that fresh air of GOD too.. NOW.. and i am more blessed than i can possibly imagine for that one fact of FEELING that YES.. i can Unconditionally Love.. as

TOUGH PASSIONATE LOVE.. with no restrictions..

no exclusions.. as ONE CREATiON

that FLOWS through Flesh

and Blood and

the smallest electron

of stOne
of
rocK
of
aGes
YES.. aGain

LOVE..:)

WitH

tEARs of
JOY….(“:

I don’t belong to any religion just the Nature of God..
And I still Love all religions.. With smiles..
May I ask your preference in religion..
As I am really curious
as it obviously
works for you..:)

Ha!.. we exceeded the reply limitations..
yes.. i am familiar with Jain..
and just reviewed it
on Wiki.. and
that is mostly
how i believe..
i am mostly
always
celibate
too.. even in
the tradition
of marriage..
but i don’t
think i tell
you my
Grandfather
is a Catholic
Priest before..
and actually
a noted Author
from last century
dining with Einstein
as a fellow member
of the Socialist Party
IN New York.. New
York.. who changed
his way of doing THAT
for a little while.. long
enough for my eventual
existence to come to fruition..
And haha! you can Google
one of my Grandfather’s
books named “Behind
the Dictators” as
it is now free
in PDF form..
so anyway
i guess
celibacy
runs in
my
blood
too.. and
i am talking
to the THE
actual relations
of that as procreation…
I am sure GOD does not
want me to have children
with other plans for me..
and i do love being
married and my
wife is celibate
too… we have
no secrets..
and i
suppose
that is
part of
our
complete
trust in each
others.. it works..
and truly there
are enough
people
in the
world
to save it
AS NATURE
is to choose
not to have
children..
for at
least
some
folks who
can live like that..:)

http://www.bartleby.com/39/45.html

^^^

Quote:

“The known universe has one complete lover and that is the greatest poet. He consumes an eternal passion and is indifferent which chance happens and which possible contingency of fortune or misfortune and persuades daily and hourly his delicious pay. What baulks or breaks others is fuel for his burning progress to contact and amorous joy. Other proportions of the reception of pleasure dwindle to nothing to his proportions. All expected from heaven or from the highest he is rapport with in the sight of the daybreak or a scene of the winter woods or the presence of children playing or with his arm round the neck of a man or woman. His love above all love has leisure and expanse … he leaves room ahead of himself. He is no irresolute or suspicious lover … he is sure … he scorns intervals. His experience and the showers and thrills are not for nothing. Nothing can jar him … suffering and darkness cannot—death and fear cannot. to him complaint and jealousy and envy are corpses buried and rotten in the earth … he saw them buried. The sea is not surer of the shore or the shore of the sea than he is of the fruition of his love and of all perfection and beauty.”

“There will soon be no more priests. Their work is done. They may wait awhile … perhaps a generation or two … dropping off by degrees. A superior breed shall take their place … the gangs of kosmos and prophets en masse shall take their place. A new order shall arise and they shall be the priests of man, and every man shall be his own priest. The churches built under their umbrage shall be the churches of men and women. Through the divinity of themselves shall the kosmos and the new breed of poets be interpreters of men and women and of all events and things. They shall find their inspiration in real objects to-day, symptoms of the past and future… . They shall not deign to defend immortality or God or the perfection of things or liberty or the exquisite beauty and reality of the soul. They shall arise in America and be responded to from the remainder of the earth.”

-Walt Whitman
“Leaves of Grass”

Maybe
Jesus already
comes again and again.. again..
and again and no one notices
him or her in eyes..ears..
of Walt Whitman
and
others..
for surely
this is the
real message
of Jesus.. that
we are all Christ
Children wITh GOD
as
eyEs
of
GOD..:)

Yes
That
TreeoF
Practice
and never
perfection
of
books.

EyEs of children feel.. sense what is Real..
EyeS of school.. change senses and feelings
of what IS Real..
Time immemorial Now..
Real feeling senses
starting at toes..
balancing grains
if sand now..
plain Truth
is in
feet
of
i..
just waiting
to dance
and sing
a feat
of
free
Again..
and no
as long
as toes
move..
never
too late..:)

Last night while dancing i tale the truth of a story
to my wife and even show a photo of the
suspect short and true..
a young lady.. decides
to get the attention of her
peers by coming up and
bootie dancing with the
wild and crazy
dancing man..
kind of
like Wild
Kingdom if
you feel what i mean..
anyway i go on to tale
the truth to my wife.. that
she is too short to get
up to where she wants
to be.. and those
martial
arts blocks
with legs
gently
swaying
cheeks of
passion another
way work well
to escape
a way-ward
cheek
of full
kindness
and affection of course..
but anyway i dare to tell
the truth always
and that
is the best policy
to keep any friendship
alive.. unless it is a bad
hair day
and the wife
asks how does my
hair look.. i just
tell my wife the
same story
on that over
and over..
you can
pick your nose..
and always
look
gorgeous
just the same..
and yeah..
truly
that’s
the truth too..
THAT makes stuff
easy.. when one
can always
get
a way with
the truth
unscathed..:)
OBTW..
so far in two
years of blogging
there are only three
bloggers i respond to
every single post and
now you are number four
and unusual as the rest
are all in their twenties
and female..
oh and there
is another ‘woman’
i will respond to every
time but she is a rambling
free spirit like me and i will
find her
everywhere
shE goes..;)

1917

Yes.. Bjorn.. and ha! the photo will suffice
without any words
at all
to express
just that..
my friend..
i go out and
capture evidence
of Heaven everyday
now to the tune of
80 thousand plus
documented
photos in
the last
two years..
i have an unlimited
supply of inspiration
for just that one photo
at a time..
i can and
WILL..
easily write
80 thousand poems
like this.. some longer
some shorter too..
and i’m well on my
way.. in numbers of
hundreds in just
one blog
post here
and theRe..
no one will ever
be able to singularly
read what i do when
i finish.. i promise you that..
but why would they.. huh
and that’s OKay baby
as it’s all
ZEN
to
me
wITh biggest
smiles of
course
spanning
THE H8
of in
fin
it
y
2..:)

Well first

of all Kitkat..

just wanna

say i missed YOU..

what has it been one week

two weeks.. YESTERDAY..

THE DAY BEFORE.. whatever.. it seems like

forever here.. without you hehe.. but anyway..

you know and i don’t know when i write i try not to think..

just let the stuff come off my fingertips.. and you my friend

are coming to some of the same analysis i come TO too..

and it’s kinda like that H and 8 symbolism for infinity too..

and like this is a round of Infinity successfully completed

in heaven for me.. now.. always now.. and hell a round

for all i know and don’t really need to know is probably just

a continuous now anyway.. what the heaven.. i mean with bliss

there is no time anyway just joy in living in pink angel wings

and unicorns all the time now.. and yes.. i do remember you

just adore pink unicorns.. too.. and oh GOD to hell with the age

and body thingy.. i mean gosh.. i am 55 and if i compute it correctly

by the rings of your words and that birthdate code i come across one time..

you are 42 or something like 13 years my junior hehe.. and oh GOD

when i am 21 i feel 80 something.. when i am 47 i feel

like the devil under a bridge or a troll or whatever..

as a thousand year old Zombie..

then varying around

Zombie age

for 5 years..

and now OMG

I seriously feel younger than I can ever

remember before.. it’s oh GOD like I’m always 3, 5, or 7

with all them advantages that come with that white privilege

middle age 230LB ‘redneck’ softball law enforcement dude player

looking thingy.. with FBI shades that are cooler than OBG secret service

style guarding the frigging president of wherever or her daughter sounds

like more fun.. for dance of course IF she is older than 18 and color..

nationality.. creed,. religious orientation..

and stuff like that does not matter

to dancing feet in the least!..

Where was i.. oh yeaH.. when my Aunt Jettie is 94..

and yeah i’ve told this sea story i don’t know how many times here..

so apologize for any REPetition that comes now.. but when she

CAN smile bright and wide at 94 and i am so humanLY exhausted

without emotions at 47.. where i am a literal Zombie who cannot

seriously ever remember what it feels like to smile..

as all memories go away.. of emotion.. A

ND YEAH.. when emotionS goes away..

as there are no reference points for feelings when

there are no feelings.. yeah.. lesson learned.. never repress

your emotions you may not like what you eventually wish for at all..

as i am not afraid of being in an elderly body.. just one without a heart..

spirit expressed as that emotional heart.. and a balanced soul that is fed

a steady diet of heart.. everyday..

So yeah.. poetry.. dance.. and song.. and ART in general

is my Zombie Vaccine that I take in copious amounts documented wRite

here on this blog.. and if the Apocalypse of Zombie get much bigger i will make

sure I have the biggest heart of all.. not to sink..6 feet under withOUT soul..

of the living dead.. in life.. EWW..

NOW THAT’S REALLY SCARY.. SO

POETRY ON BABY..

WITH DANCE AND SONG..

AND ALL THAT OTHER
ART THAT

GOES AROUND

AND COMES AROUND

AS WE LIVE

WELL NOW..;)

SEE YA LATER
KIT
KAT..:)

Yes.. dear and truly i know nothing of that now.. as to what those pink wings really are.. just feel THAT IN the photo above.. TALING a fuller story of IT that ho human words can and will ever do alone.. yeah computer imagery and all of that… but it is only imitation of imagery of what is real.. and truly that’s what words are from the get go.. just an approximation of poeTRY

in abstract construct of metaphor to get at IT REAL.. anyway one thing i know for sure is a three letter word that starts with G or O.. is zero 0 not enough to express IT AT ALL THAT IS.. A MIRRORED SUNSET THOUGH does IT justice.. but just like that movie ‘Contact’ inspired by the writings of Carl Sagan they should have sent a poet to describe

GOD and not a frigging rocket scientist.. who is just learning

to take one small step for human kind..

and with that said.. here is a little ‘contact’

to more fully and graphicAlly

describe THAT…:)

LIKE I FEEL WORDS ARE
never enough in what I am trying
to paint too
dear..
Gabriella..
with smiles
of course as
WELL.. or
is a
human
BRUSH WITH
OUT FLESH
AND BLOOD
TO EXPRESS IT
IN SONG AND DANCE..
THRIVING ALIVE WITH
THE LIVING ALL THAT IS..:)

AND that’s why a dude comes out
on Pensacola Beach in this
video
too..
broad shoulders..
moving calmly
across the
sands
with
a broad
smile and
sparkles of
sand sifting
through palm
that
looks like
a 6 or
golden
mean
spiraling
Truth of
GOD’s Signature
too.. as a galaxy of LIGHT
in hand as well as skeyes of GOD
moving connecting and creating with CONTACT NOW2..:)

Anyway thanks for stopping by..
i’m off to make a big
SPLASH DANCING
TONIGHT
HAHA!..;)

Thanks so much Sanaa Rizvi
for coming by with those
nice words of
appreciation for
what i do here..
and lots of
love to you..
from
Fred
too..:)

Thanks so much Kanzensakura..
someday before i go
on to the next
place i hope
to write
a poem
for all the Lovely
pictures i am
blessed to
capture since
effective use of
my eyesight
returns two
years ago..
there are
many
just waiting
to come
home
again
in a few
words of
appreciation
for the blessings
of those images
of GOD’s Nature
as a prayer
in poem
of
Song
and
Dance
Loving
Life..:)

Ha! Glenn.. it’s like driving a thousand miles an hour.. putting on the
brakes and moving one mile an hour..
whew.. that’s a mission of a life
time for me.. to do that
in dance and words..
and truly that’s
what i’ve been
doing in both
dance and my responses
here to other poets getting
control of a Godzilla brain
and body.. riding it
softly.. and slowly
flowing in
peace of
mind..body
IN balance..
and truly the best
part of dance tonight
will be later in the night..
where i slow it down to
barely perceptible movements
without a care of people.. hundreds
of them watching me trying to figure
out if the drugs have worn OFF OR WTF is
going on.. but oh GOD.. people in the
west need to get exposed to what
has truly worked in the
east and is still
working in
corporate life
as the employees
start each day
with group
TAI CHI
getting
it all
regulated
and integrated
as far as emotions
senses.. focus
and short
term working
memory goes..
if the U.S. doesn’t
get moving.. connecting
and creating like this
we are in real
big trouble
as our spiritual
giants in peers
compete against
us across the
ocean in
mind and
body
balance..
but as always
i’m making
UP FOR IT
IN THE COMMENTS
SECTIONS AS THESE
FINGERS GO GO GO..
WITHOUT A THOUGHT
OF TIME.. SPACE
OR DISTANCE..
AND I’LL STOP
NOW.. BEFORE
I GO OVER
10K WORDS..
AS MY LONGEST
COMMENT IS 9820
WORDS OR SO..
AND at that point
the Word Press formatting
falls apart and it is just ONE
BIG BLOG OF UNENDING TEXT..:)

Thanks so much Shadiatique..

for the visit and i am glad you find what

i do today well written and interesting..

and hope your day and now are going very well.. as well..:)

Hi Kathy thanks so much.. and if i am tasked to write two or three poems an hour days at a time for just that one photo.. it will be no problem at all.. as the heart flies with wings that needs no sidewalks of limitations or expectations.. smiles.. and hope your now is more fabulous than ever and gets more fabulous now as

WELL.. BEING

can be..:)

Thank you dear smiling Lynn..
and oh Goodness as usual
you are last in the list
and going in order
i will see you
a little
later to
read you
theRe as
is always
my pleasure to
add something new..;)

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Pink Angel Wings

Posted on August 13, 2015 by katiemiafrederick

Pink Angel Wings soar above so below

Flow

Mirrors Images Lives insides outsides

Bride

Joy Loving Pink shades bliss

Misses

Applause God Skeyes

Flies

Living Heaven

Seven

Lucky

‘Round

Noun

http://freeversenudepoetry.blogspot.com/2015/08/culture-clothing-sins-free-verse-nude.html

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Culture Clothing Sins

Posted on August 13, 2015 by katiemiafrederick

QUOTE:

“37) His disciples said to him,
“When will you be visible to us,
and when shall we behold you?”
He said, “When you strip
naked without
being ashamed,
and
take your garments and put
them under your feet like little
children and tread upon them,
then you will see
the child of the
Living, and you
will not be afraid.”

http://www.sacred-texts.com/chr/thomas.htm

I’ve lived a life in Logic and Fantasy.. and i must tale you.. Dreamtime NOW IS Real.

Yes.. Dreamtime NOW is real.. in Fact and Fiction more Real than Logic.

Human Logic is abstract construct to make order out

of what is GOD’s ART of ALL of CREATION..

AND although i for one need no
man made or natural derivatives
from Nature’s way of drugs
to get to the deeper
parts of human
potential in
making
dreamland
a reality.. for folks who
are more analytical and caught
up in mechanical cognition like me
for decades before i escape.. ‘tHeir’ way
out from Carl Sagan and his weed.. and all
the psychedelic musicians incorporating the
deeper reality of human being in their music
as expressed by yes.. ELO.. the Beatles.. Led
Zeppelin and many more that will naturAlly
take on higher in insights of human being
is the LSD and Mushrooms of that
age to assist in what our so-called
primitive ancestors used to
gain a greater vision of
GOD’s great reality
than most tiny
human eyes
and ears
can see and hear..
and when one goes on
these journeys of drug
assisted way.. Like Steve
Jobs does when he is young
and knows then that he is
destined to change the
world inspired as a
global human
being instead
of just
a little
family man..
is yes.. we are
the blanket of reality
we all are functioning
elements and fractals
of the ONE that is ALL
that some folks
name GOD
and others
leave unnamed
as in the tradition
of Buddhists as to
make sure no one
attempts to chain
GOD In tiny
human arms
of limitations
and expectations..
There is more to this
life YOU science oriented
‘Horatio folks’ than will ever
meet the text books and school
eye.. you must look deep within
and escape the abstract human
concept of making order out of
GOD’s ART to begin to comprehend
reality with ART eyes.. instead of controlling
cultural eyes of human being.. and for me..
i find the path.. in free flowing martial arts
and ballet like dance.. and yes.. looking
at those photos of a middle aged dude
230LBS AT 55 it’s hard to imagine how
fast and how graceful i can (:..NO I DO
NOT DANCE 55.. SMILES..;)
move once i get on the
Rave Dance floor
with 200 and
more college
age folks
as I WILL
DO TONIGHT
AT OLD SEVILLE
QUARTER IN PENSACOLA
FLORIDA.. BUT WHAT THEY AND
YOU MAY NOT KNOW AND FEEL IS
I AM GOING THERE TO BE AND FEEL
WITH GOD THAT LIVES IN ALL THOSE LIVES
SO MUCH BETTER EXPRESSED WHEN THE
HUMAN BODY MOVES IN SENSUAL AND YES SEXY
FLOW.. AS THAT IS WHAT IS THE SCIENTIFIC UNDERSTOOD
CORE OF WHAT MOTIVATES AT ORIGIN.. HUMAN CREATIVITY
AND PRODUCTIVITY IN GENERAL.. TO MOVE LIKE THIS.. TO
CONNECT WITH OTHERS IN THE TRIBE AND BY GOD TO
DO IT TOTALLY NAKED IF CULTURE EVER ALLOWS THAT
AGAIN.. IS TO FEEL GOD AMONG US.. TO BE GOD AMONG
US.. TO SHOW GOD.. AS FRACTAL WHAT GOD CAN
DO WHEN BODY.. AND MIND.. HEART.. SPIRIT
AND SOUL.. IS TOTALLY OPEN.. AND
NO THIS DOESN’T MEAN EVERYONE
IS GONNA GET ON THE FLOOR
AND DO THE BILL CLINTON
DEFINITION OF SEX..
as when you connect to
GOD like this you are your higher
self along with your so-called
lower sensual and sexy self
and there is no actual
SEX ACT IN THE BILL
CLINTON DEFINITION
WAY THAT CAN POSSIBLY
COMPARE TO THIS BLISS
AS IT CAN LAST HOURS UPON
HOURS ON THE DANCE FLOOR
WITHOUT END WITH WAVES OF
ECSTASY that keep COMING
AND COMING AND
COMING AND COMING
AGAIN.. AND THERE
IS NO MESS TO
CLEAN UP
AFTERWARDS
HAHA.. FULLY
CLOTHED
OR NOT..
AND TRULY although
some folks use stuff
like DMT (Molly) and
LSD.. too still.. that are
all illegal drugs and
SHOULD NOT BE
USED AS THEY
CAN BE POTENTIALLY
DANGEROUS TOO.. THE
FOOTPRINTS OF THE EXPERIENCE
IS IN THE MUSIC THAT OTHERS WHO
DO IT NATURALLY OR ON DRUGS ARE
TRULY ON WHEN THEY CREATE THE MUSIC
NO DIFFERENT THAN THE BEATLES.. ELO..
or LED ZEPPELIN of OLD.. AS they take US
to higher places in music as Shaman’s
of old in our so-called primitive ancestor
ways of so-called old world.. that is
truly becoming NEW AGE AGAIN..
NO DIFFERENT TRULY THAN
THOSE FOLKS SMOKING
THAT ‘STUFF’.. NAKED
DANCING TO THE
BEAT OF DRUMS
AROUND MOONLIT
CAMPFIRE NIGHTS
HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS
OF YEARS AGO.. JUST TO BETTER
CONNECT TO OTHERS AND ALL OF
GOD THROUGH HUMAN BODY
AND MIND IN BALANCE
OF EMOTIONAL HEART
EXPRESSED AS SPIRIT
IN A SOUL THAT
IS WATER AND
AIR AND FIRE
ALL SAME AS
EARTH WE
STAND UPON
IN OCEANS
OF SAND…
HERE’S THE CRUX OF THE WHOLE
EXPERIENCE WHEN ONE TRULY
FEELS GOD LIKE THIS IN EVERYONE
AND EVERYTHING ELSE THERE IS
NEVER ALONE AFTER THAT
AS ALL IS FINALLY FELT
AS ALLONE AS GOD
TRUE IN EYES
OF GOD
AS US..
NO MORE ILLUSORY
FEARS.. NO MORE ILLUSORY
ANXIETY.. AND KIND AND COURAGE
IN COMPASSION AND LOVE FOR ALL
OTHERS AS BROTHERS AND SISTERS
RAISING THE CHILDREN OF THE TRIBE
WITH LOVE AND RESPECT WITHOUT
JEALOUSY AND OWNING OTHERS
AND AS MY FRIEND HIMALI
AND I DISCUSS EARLIER
TODAY.. THIS PLACE
IS DESCRIBED IN
EAST INDIAN
CULTURE TOO
WITH A TERM
LIKE JESUS
USES TO
DESCRIBE THE
KINGDOM OF HEAVEN
OF NOW.. WHERE ALL
PEOPLE ARE EQUAL
PARTNERS AS BROTHERS
AND SISTERS IN LOVE.. no
different really than our cultures
of so-called old.. our ancestors
living.. sharing and never
collecting and owning
other human beings
in marriage or
bondage or
dowries or such
as that.. but alas
reality is humans are
not ever and still never
evolving.. for cities as
large as we live in
and this is where
Patriarchy’s Iron
FIST ORIGINATES
TO SUBJUGATE AND
CONTROL WITH ILLUSORY
FEARING HUMANS TO KEEP
THEM TRAPPED ON SMALL
SIDEWALKS TO KEEP INSANELY
LARGE POPULATIONS IN ORDER
OF WHATEVER CAN MAKE SOCIETY WORK..
AND SADLY those insanities do range from
FEMALE GENITAL MUTILATION IN SOME
COUNTRIES TO OTHER CLOSER TO
FIRST WORLD COUNTRIES.. THAT
STILL DO STOVE TOP BURNINGS
OF WIVES WHO DO NOT MEET
THE STANDARD OF DOWRIES
WELL ENOUGH.. the answers
are coming.. as long as
freedom of expression
is allowed and censorship
does not rule the world
through illusory fears..
subjugation and
control through
those fears..
yes.. the
time is coming
for an old world
way to LOVE THE NEW
AGE WAY.. OF KINDNESS AND
COURAGE IN UNCONDITIONAL
TOUGH LOVE FOR ALL NOW..:)

So yes.. the KEY OF SKEYES
OF GOD IS
‘DON’T
STOP
THE
MUSIC’
NOW..:)

AS ALWAYS GOD
IS BEST EXPRESSED
IN DANCE AND SONG..
AND TRULY THOSE ARE
THE ONLY INNATE PaRTS
of GOD we are born
with the ability
to cry a song
of joy
and dance
a way
of
LIFE
connecting
together as
LOVING EYES
OF HUMAN
MANIFEST
AS GOD’S
EYeSkeYes
OF
HUMANITY’s TRUTH
AND LIGHT IN
SONG AND
DANCE!..:)

FIRST THERE IS DARK..
THEN LIGHT.. THEN
MOVEMENT OR DANCE..
THEN SOUND OR SONG..
INSPIRING DANCE
OR MOVEMENT
INFINITY
NOW..
AS ABOVE
SO BELOW
WE HUMANS
DO BEST
EXPRESS
GOD IN
SONG
AND DANCE..:)

NO BOOKS EVER
REQUIRED TO JUST
DO THIS ALL
INNATE
INSTINCTUAL
INTUITIVE
DANCE
AND
SONG
OF GOD
AS HUMAN
BEINGS TOO
IN LOVE WITH
GOD JUST
DOING GOD
ALL
NOW..
WITH EACH OTHER..YES!
AS WHEN TWO OR MORE
JOIN GOD IN SONG AND
DANCE GOD BECOMES
MORE ENERGY
POWERFUL AS
GROUP OF
GOD’S
EYES
DO
COME TOGETHER
AS ONE FORCE
OF GOD
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NOW!.:)

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ThEre is no God’s human beauty..
like the naked flesh of male
or female and lies and tales
the truth between those
polar gender opposites
that live in spectrum
of human being..
God’s truth
lives on
in naked
human flesh..:)

Stone etched heArt..
Oak life..
roots stretch
deep cross
Ocean
Life..:)

MaDe LoVe maKiNg loVe
Uni+Verse expressiOn
coloRs touCh
sHades fLesH
toNe smeLLs
seeiNg
heaRing taSte
feeliNgs nuAnces
seNsoRy rAngeLs
infiNite
de MoOn
aftEr NOon
LiGht..:)

We humans are an innately
instinctually and intuitively creative
animal that will build and share new
creations in stuff others can see..
hear.. taste.. touch.. smell
with other senses like
proprioception and
infinite nuances
of emotions
just for
the love of each other
and associated subsistence
and survival if given the opportunity..
oh and so many of us.. are so separated
from sensing and feeling what we do in our
lives work for subsistence and survival..
where there are so often no human
smiles and connections along
the way of making life
moving connecting creating ART..
instead of cold steel metal of machine in life..
At least Zombies get a pArt of human in what they do..
and on a more macabre point people who cannot
feel love from others or express that often
turn to violence and more macabre
ways of making some..
any kind.. of human bloody
connection.. oh.. the song of us..
can be so lonely and separated from us..
i’m just glad i have an opportunity to sing at all..
and most importantly connect in feet of
flesh that dance a life of now..:)

Oh.. as above.. so below.. inside
outside.. all around standard
words of ancient
philosophy
and truth
and light
that ART
is everything
and human
can be
the furthest
from it in
illusion of stone
heart without art..
just as he.. will be
alone without HE AS
allONE Beauty aRt REAL..:)

Quilts
Love
never ordinary
always Art Now..:)

Oh.. LiGht Art
inspiRating othERs
long after fire dies
in art of eyEs..
inspiRing LiVes
greater
reneWabLe
battery
kNoWn..:)

Oh Art of clothing
often has one’s
stitches
long
gone
past
Clothing
History..:)

HorSe bonEs goNe pASt
wheRe manes respect
roads home tRust..:)

Arms tall stand straight close but not at ease..
a clear sign that Egyptians live too in a very
repressing and oppressing time for
female human emotions and
sensuality too..
People ask
me YTF do
i make strange poses
in my selfies.. and i say
FTW baby i’m alive i
do not die in skin
dead.. and
on top of
that words
never
live
purely
as flesh
of Truth..
But at least photos
bring us closer
than words
alone
in sculpture
and flesh of
truth..
The selfie
of old and
new is
a revelation
of human soul
balanced or NOT..:)

Ah the statues of antiquity full of naked truth
and soft as well.. oLD.. David.. a Christian
pArt of GOD and others on ceiling of
Sistine Chapel escape
unscathed but not
so for Apollo
same face
different
clothes
escapes
without
a
you know
i for one FEEL
in a free world NOW
men can be real ‘MIN’
and i for one illustrate
that in ART as Flesh and FREE..:)

OH GOD.. it’s fun and amazingly
ironic to be a Renaissance poet
and painter of flesh.. in New age
of everything i do.. oh to be Free..
God’s gift so many never even
see or FEEL in Life
of GOD’s GIFT NOW..:)

Hmm.. G-rated Facebook Version
‘MIN’ of Antiquity.. REAL
MIN holdS someTHING
passionate
and alive in
creativity and
yes.. PRODUCTIVITY
IN
‘his’
left hand..
IRONICaLLY
amazing how
terrifying
and
disgusting
a pArt of
GOD’s creation
still is to humanity..
OH GOD.. in someways
the Egyptians are
still LIGHT
YEARS
AHEAD
OF US
THEN..
NOT
ME..
GOD BREATHES
ALL OF ME..
Honestly
folks
it IS
long past
due for
Penis
monologue..
Vagina
monologue
is most
definitely
currently
winning
the
BATTLE
of the
sexes in human
freedom.. and
that is clear
to see in the
free bootie
dances of
women
in the
NOW of
DANCE HALL LIFE..
BUT YEAH.. BABY..
I AM FREE TOO..
ON THOSE
DANCE
FLOORS
OF GOD
GIVEN FREE LIFE..
ALLOWING GOD TO
SEE JOY FEELING
IN OUR EYES
FROM HEAD
TO TOE TO
TIPS OF
YOU
KNOW
AND
FEEL
THAT
STUFF..:)

Beauty of women tRuly
expressing today now
un-repressing and
un-oppressing
emotions
and sensuality
always
em
pow
eRing
human
life
from
end to
beginning
NOW.. MEN
still fearful of
being HUman
overAll
and
dragGing
Zombies
BEhinds..:)

Love sees clearly
paws
cat with
biscuits
Mother
cats
Milk
Love is
old human
clothes new
WE Move Connect
Create Live FREE.:)

World duaLiTy
11 connecting Line
H 8 standing
TALL
INfiniTy
UNiVerse
exists Letter
Number
GOD a
maz
ing
folks can
not see
in
US
True
Evil Culture
Clothing eyes
Truth LIGHT..:)

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You are alLways welcome Friend
YES tRuly whEre Love Lives
God Lives Free Now aLL
ah without FEAR TRUE
Father of aLLnow Hate
associated LIFE oh
Yes Fear is the
Real Devil
of LiFE
and GOD
never demands
US to Fear OUR Lives
in GOD’s eyEs of LOVE
AND H0NESTLY THOSE
ANSWERS LIVE FREE ON
BEACHES NEVER BOOKS.

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A little comment I’ll leave here.. not to cause any real ruckus on the dVerse site.. the site created by free verse aesthete Brian Miller as well as Claudia who is a free verse poet in ingenuity of doing stuff new ways.. Both these individuals are highly inspiring to me.. and truly are in large part responsible for my new way of writing spontaneously in what i do now in full multi-media poetry and prose from head to toe and all of what I do from words to dance.. to even strength training extremes.. seeing no limits or expectations that Brian Miller helps bring to me as freer now than ever…

I am no fool.. and i am a greatest fool too.. and i can still play by rules.. but yes.. i can play without rules.. and poets from Walt Whitman.. Alan Ginsberg.. and Jack Kerouac who write spontaneously without rules in art of free verse poetry and prose.. will surely be turned away from most modern online poetry sharing sites.. now.. as yes.. we know everyone is so dam busy these days.. they rarely have time to explore more than 140 Twitter characters at a time..

But seriously.. is it so hard not to look..

that one has to go to lengths of restricting poetry

to one or two accompanying photos.. 25 or 60

lines just to snuff my kind of poetry

out of the SHARING Kingdom

of online restricted poetry lines.. seriously..

every time i see that i laugh hysterically

in eyes of Jack.. Alan.. Walt.. Buddha..

Lao Tzu.. and yes.. even F**King JESUS F.u.N. CHRIST…

i am no poet in the eyes of poetry science.. but let’s get real.. poetry is free verse first.. and not until the dark ages and Queen Victoria.. do rules and restrictions come in chopping off penises of great works of antiquity’s freest most beautiful nude art like Apollo and other Greek mythologies of GODs that do not align with puritan Victorian ideals of closing legs tight.. with poetry forms too…

‘WE’ live in a

FREE VERSE world now..

and some folks refuse to join ‘US’.. and that’s okay.. fortunately for me.. i am a weathered human being.. and i understand the games of control and subjugation humans who are fearful and anxious of life use.. to try to force people into their feathered comfy molds..

but here’s the thing baby.. you’ve never lived until you are wild and free.. every animal FEELS this but humans who are imprisoned and stuck in their own heads of rules in the so-called KNoW of nOw in the past instead of NOW..

And honestly the truth is for folks who refuse to be free..
you are only shooting yourself in the foot..
and crippling yourself for life..
whether you
can
feel that
or n0t N0W..

And no this isn’t a vent..
it’s just the Truth and LIGHT
as I see AND FEEL it NOW
coming from
a perspective
of 14.5 billion
years of empathy
that takes a life
most people
cannot fathom
to even
imagine
to survive..
My gift is
Fearless
Truth LIGHT..
DARK TOO..
and that’s
never been
welcome
as history
shows over
and over..
where people
still do not
learn no
matter how
many times
the lessons
are repeated
over and
over
and
over
again..
but i guess
that’s why GOD
creates folks like
me.. Walt.. Jack.
Alan.. Jesus.. others..
to say.. Just
say it again..
and obviously
i will not be
the last
or
first
either
to do
JUST THAT..
AS THE HUMAN
CONDITION SEEMS
FAILED TO LEARN AS
LONG AS CULTURAL CLOTHES
RULE THE HUMAN HEART
SPIRIT AND SOUL
IMPRISONED IN
REAL HUMAN
HELL
WE LIVE
IN HEAVEN
WANT YOU
JOIN US
OR
NOT
THAT IS
YOUR CHOICE
YOUR WILL
AND
NEVER
OURS alone
GOD ALLOWS
FOLKS TO
GO TO
HEAVEN
OR HELL
BUT GOD NEVER
MAKES THEM
GO THeRE
WitHOUT
ThEIR
OWN
HELP
!NOW!

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Ah.. yes Bjorn one can have passion to survive in all stuff life.. even when the other emotions die a slow and tortuous death in life.. it is our serpent brain of passion that outlives the rest.. when the tough time truly come as death in life..:)

Ah yes.. my friend X.. Human Love.. the GOD kind

that is passionate… tough.. and unconditional

is the greaTest force of human being..

i know.. understand and most importantly

FEEL.. in expressing that heart of emotion

in spirit of balanced human body and mind aLLwaysNOW1..:)

And truly what is known of this Coral Castle REALITY.. is stranger than most fiction we watch on TV.. but.. nah.. no one ever considers a one hundred pound 60 year old dude a super hero.. that truly this dude is.. and when Jesus says folks will do much more than him in moving mountains of faith and belief.. he ain’t kidding..

as Mr. Coral Castle fulfills that

‘prophecy’ in his life that iS REAL FOR SURE..:)

In my grandest scope of opinion.. Claudia.. all existence IS ART to me.. but in my purest invention of ideology ART is Invention.. smiles.. hope you continue to invent something new.. as you truly do.. I have to work to understand your inventions of poetry.. and that is what life is for work and play in practice as life and creating art as something new and

NOT SOMETHING

invented by

someone else.. alone..

and that my friend is why I abhor forms of the past in poetry.. those forms are inventions of other folks.. nice to pay them respect but in my eyes.. copying them is less or MORE plagiarism.. and to be clear again that is a highest form of respect but pure creativity as ART.. nah.. just the same old thing more or less.. and while I understand some folks must have loads of structure to deal with the unknowns and anxieties of life.. as I used to before getting freed from the confining sidewalks of culture.. they severely bore me now.. but that is just another challenge in life.. to find light in boredom too and get inspired by it.. and sometimes getting challenged by the most boring stuff.. brings just the inspiration to stimulate my mind

AND HEaRT to

greater heights

to say something new

that has not been said

‘THAT’ way before.. smiles.. and thanks

for stopping by.. with your thoughtFUL words..:)

You are welcome Grace..
i think we need to know
and FEEL that LIFE IS
MAGIC and this
Human erecting
‘Coral Castle’
truly proves that
beyond anything
i hear and see before..
THAT IS TRULY
etched
in stone..
If he is Catholic
and says he is inspired
by a mythological GOD
man named Jesus
he will surely
be famed
as saint..
Oh the eyes
of religion
are always
shallowER
and never
ever see
as deep
as deep
truly
IS
ALLONE
INFINITY GOD’S
OCEAN NOW..:)

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So true Victoria that the urge to create cannot be ignored..

and in my view it is a triad that makes it work of moving and

connecting that naturally will lead to creating for humans

and other socially cooperative mammals.. and oh goodness

there are so many avenues ripe for that expression of moving

connecting and creating in culture today.. and technology provides

avenues for folks to share that will never be available in red state

ART repressing and oppressing areas like the one i live in.. overall..

perhaps a true new age renaissance of ART is coming

if not already here for those who seek it.. find it..

and truly utilize it in practice of moving..

connecting and creating.. as moreover play

that keeps our heart of emotion.. spirit expressing that

emotion in connecting to others and soul in mind and body balance..

for human being.. all in tune to thrive alive always NOW..:)

Well.. Glenn.. i look to you as Renaissance man

who has been around the block of the ART world

more than anyone i’ve met in my

flesh and blood Life..

your knowledge and experience is

amazing in this respect.. and I always learn

something new to cherish when we communicate..

along with the encouragement of what you truly excel at

in LIFTING everyone UP you meet on the dVerse trail..

as i do take notice of.. when i come up behind everyone

at the end to leave my micro-poetic expressions of what i gain

in inspiration from each poem I visit.. i am able to find that inspiration

in every poem I read.. and i realize not everyone is relatively young like

I am at age 55 and retired.. free to write and create all i want.. which

i’m sure is the dream of many artists my age.. and i cannot

with any sanity slow my creativity down.. as i wander

life in a mechanical cognition state of mind

in the red tape of Government service and

fact based school for around four decades

until getting that creative MoJo back just two years ago..

at age 53.. yes.. at 13 years old.. i write plays in school..

sing in the choir.. play piano in a talent show..

and write an award winning

Christmas Story

for two home rooms..

and truly then i sense the magic of creativity..

that comes from an ageless timeless place within that is certainly

precisely in my eyes the same place that religions assign a metaphor of

Holy Spirit too.. the essence remains.. no matter who attempts to own it..

and it’s nice to know and FEEL NOW that GOD is FREE and so are WE..

and i dam sure plan on showing GOD the best NOW i can in the

bare flesh of creativity i wear of Red Hot.. Not Cold..

and not even Luke Warm.. WAY

as far as i can take GOD in

this gift of life i receive for NOW..:)

What a world it CAN BE if everyone’s
mission statement at birth CAN BE..
THIS IS HEAVEN.. SHOW GOD THE
BEST NOW YOU CAN
ALWAYS NOW..
THE REWARD
WILL BE
IN JUST
DOING
IT
NOW..:)!

Thanks Abhra..

Creativity in human IS INfinite NOW..

God to me.. pArt of Essence in Truth and Light

WE move.. connect.. and create wITh When WE Just

Flow and Let IT ALL GO NOW..:)

Thanks so much shamsud for dropping by

and sharing those kind words of appreciation

for what i do here.. and yes.. with human creativity

greater expressed the entire world

will be a more peaceful and balanced

place to thrive alive..

GlobAlly Now..:)!

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And

yes..

will be back

sometime

after

3AM

sharing photos

of my 71st dance week

NIGHT

RAVE

with all the cool

college age folks

at Old

Seville Quarter

Pensacola

!CONNECTING!

!WE!

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Blue Skeyes of Mental Health

Posted on August 12, 2015 by katiemiafrederick

Prose expresses
touches emotions
PoeTry expresses
touches
un
ordin
ary..

Or one can follow the
Standard DicTionary
way of doing it.. but
nah
not
me..

Art IS creating
something NEW
IMHO
if it ain’t
THAT
ART
i ain’t
goin’
tHere..:)

Amen..

“it’s”

nature’s way manifest

in humans of saving grace..

And no doubt the core of

what is awakening in most so-called

holy folks escaping the insanity of

restricting culture on particularly

free spirited humans..

Who are more dopamine sensitive..

which of course is core to social abuse as a substantial

factor that even the director of the NIMH in the US suggests

is an epigenetic trigger for the genetic pre-disposition for

Schizophrenia and associated so-called psychosis..

as what is now described in

science as a type

of genetic virus..

And yes.. as often

is the case the medicine

that treats the symptoms can be

the REAL long term illness for those who

cannot cope naturally as many have through history

in accepting and supporting so-called

more primitive cultures..

where it is seen

as a vision quest

instead of disease

and or disorder..:)

Smiles.. I am fortunate..

I never need drugs

and at my age

at 55 my ‘experience’ in part..

better allows me profiency in Martial Arts..

Dance in general.. As well as Physical Strength..

leg pressing half a ton with ease.. Now 25 reps..

surpassing Marine ‘Jar Heads’ in their early twenties..

by double.. at my Military Gym.. with oh yeah..

YouTube proof for Internet evidence..

But alas only 14 reps..

5 months ago in that video..

But the key is the i

that is Truth and Light

behind I..

masters life as me..

all natural.. baby..

And I share that with the world

for those with similar eyes and ears to see and hear it..:)

I come across ‘this’ blog, in discussing the issue

of anti-psychotic drugs to treat schizophrenia and related

psychosis with a friend. Both my friend and I

are 55 year old males diagnosed

with Asperger’s Syndrome in middle age.

I find your most recent article to be reeking

of academic and common sense truth

of what it means

to be a human being.

Both of us (my friend and I) are very successful in

academics in earlier life with of course the

social challenges that go

along with a life spent

in mechanical cognition moreover

than social cognition activities

in flesh and blood life.

My short lived so-called psychotic break

comes in my early twenties as is common

after folks with extremely high measures

of standard IQ, reach around 14 or 15 years

of school and related social stresses that with

a School House of 2000 or so closely packed human

primates is an inevitable reality; particularly for those viewed

as way out of the norm, in terms of developing the most important human

evolving social animal intelligence of physical/emotional intelligence in

overall social cognition, in successful living and thriving as a social

animal who is ‘normal’ will naturally do with flesh and blood

practice, practice, practice; not unlike hawks who practice

flying who rarely fall out of the sky or monkeys who

swing from trees who rarely fall out of trees.

Practice is required in all stuff animal

to keep from falling down

as a general metaphor

of existence, too.

Well Yes, use

or lose it applies,

as in all stuff specifically human animal,

ranging from quadriceps to the emotional human heart

that connects with the emotional contagion of affective empathy

and learns cognitive empathy by days, months, years and decades

of real life trial and error human flesh and blood verbal and nonverbal

reciprocal social communication, in PRACTICE.

Spend a life winning academic rewards by using

mechanical cognition for a decade and a half, or so,

in this way of life of sitting still, prescribed by

human abstract written language, collective intelligence,

and complex cultures that house millions of folks in one city

as opposed to human being’s naturally evolving capacity

for connecting to 150 to 200 sets of other eyes

and what ‘we’ get is pure insanity for an extremely empathic

species of primate that is still evolving to innately, instinctually

and intuitively live in relatively small tribes to move invisibly

with mind and body balance in nature to escape predators

and capture prey; not unlike our other hairier cousins

of which the Bonobo is the closest and overall a much more,

in effect and AFFECT, loving and caring species than what human

beings manifest now in global cultures, overall.

Standard IQ, is more or less a

developing product

of 10 to 12 thousand years

of post agrarian culture.

Humanity’s IQ, as innately,

instinctually and intuitively gifted

by practicing flesh and blood life,

is as old as life itself.

The ability to succeed in

school, is a trap of cultures

attempting to make machines out of humans where

‘we’ walk with repressed and oppressed emotions on tight concrete

sidewalks that are most definitely required literally and as a metaphor

to control large populations of human beings that are simply

not evolving to live in groups of humans that large

without strict controls in repressing and

oppressing innate, instinctual and

intuitive human animal behavior.

The reason for my so-called psychotic break in the third

year of college is simple and common sense. I have a very difficult

time gaining social acceptance as a person with literally ‘retarded’ (slow)

social cognition; Having no idea then that physical and emotional intelligence

is the most important type of intelligence and most everything else I am

championing in school is to make me a productive cog in a

complex society to keep it working well enough to work;

with all the other cogs.

I finally get the heart brain horsepower

to get the social stuff figured out with all the straight A’s

to get accepted enough to meet that most important need

of human being for survival in acceptance by the tribe at

hand for the instinct that tells us this is a do or die

scenario for our overall survival as

a socially cooperative animal.

The Junior College I go to is

small and local, retaining a few of those

accepting social friendships of people who have gotten

use to my social/physical/emotional ‘retarded’ intelligence.

The bigger college is a new challenge where I have no old friendships

without the excellent tools of social cognition the other social

animals have practiced without the top of the class grades

I have on my resume, to effectively and affectively

make friends with a new group of social animals at school.

So yeah, I continue to practice my straight A’s and have

no idea how to make friends, become weaker in

social cognition skills, as yes, lose it or lose it continues to apply,

and eventually I become colder inside and more like a text book

than a human being, so one day a surge of social energy comes;

yeah probably epigenetic induced change in neuro-chemicals

and neuro-hormones to save my Grinch weak heart of emotions,

expressed emotions as spirit, and a soul that is then trapped in a head,

way out of the physical and emotional intelligence of emotional regulation

and sensory integration that makes mind and body balance a reality

in flesh and blood life.

My human innate, instinct,

and intuition of life as old as it exists as life itself,

finally overrides 12 thousand years of travel away from

what we even are as humanity or as social animal in general.

That part of me says F culture; go to the beach; escape this S, before it kills you.

So yeah, the part of me that is beyond this ego construct of what cultures

say I must think and do for survival FEELS ME ahead to escape.

So then, at age 21, I just start walking the beach;

my footprints grow longer,

until there is no more

human culture

in view of

humans or condos

behind me; and that

nature as has always, lives

in me, arises again; and I am reborn

as human again; hoping and grasping a straw

to survive as what I feel is me but cannot put into

human words, adequately then.

I honestly feel like I am GOD;

but no; NOT THAT CRAP IN

SUNDAY SCHOOL

about some dude

that is an only son

of GOD. I feel like I am a

part of everything and

not a separate COG in a machine.

And honestly, as a Gillberg Criteria

type Asperger’s person

with an Hyperlexic language delay until age four

that my Psychiatrist takes note of and eventually

part of why he bumps me into

the U.S. diagnostic criteria

PDDNOS part of the Autism Spectrum then;

when I am age three I look across the river front

where i live then; and feel this Universal Nature of GOD

inside me, outside me, above so below, and all around me.

I feel I have been here with no beginning and no end;

as yeah, well, after all, with my ‘Big Bang’ brain now,

if that is the case for an origin of all that is;

there can be no break in the chain

of events from beginning to now

that results in my existence now;

so yeah, everything I need to feel about

GOD for 100% faith in GOD, I feel then,

and now, without any words, church or school at all.

And yeah, attempting to relate this to psychiatrists

after I spend a somewhat manic three days

pondering all of this in my escape away

from insane culture, is a big mistake,

as that is a textbook definition of psychosis

when folks find out they are part of GOD

and the same who attempt to tell someone

about it in the psychiatric profession,

when they have a big smile on their face

and bliss of peace coming to this innate,

instinctual, and and intuitive awakening

and enlightenment in life;

that is no big deal in Eastern

Philosophies and will be rated

as totally normal over there.

But no, not in a culture where humans

are viewed as textbooks instead of real flesh

and blood feeling beings, with a whole

history of insane culture and

social stresses and abuse

as dark wind behind their back.

All of they can see of me, then,

is deluded psychotic words that I am

part of this whole dam thing of all that is that is GOD.

And so yeah, then they try to force drugs on me;

and eventually a community leader

who can vouch for who I am

before this break into common

sense, gets me out of a place of

drugs that quickly makes me

into a Zombie who cannot function at all.

I am just a few days away from getting sent to a State Asylum

before that; and instead do escape drug free,

eventually receive three college degrees,

go on to a successful 25 year career

with government service

with all my Autism Spectrum challenges in tow.

And then I am continue to get moved up the Peter Principle ladder

of success, until one day my newly found social abilities no longer

are great enough to meet social demands to fill the bill of reciprocal social

communication efficiency at work, and that severe and chronic fight

or flight stress eventually leads to 19 medical disorders,

including the worst pain known to mankind,

type two Trigeminal Neuralgia during

all waking hours for close to 66 months,

where the pain is actually assessed as

literally worse than crucifixion in medical literature

for that disorder, and in my case this dentist drill like

face pain with no novocaine is in my right eye

and ear making effective use of hearing and seeing

almost impossible with pain.

And yes, other stress exacerbated issues include Dysautonomia,

Sjogren’s Syndrome, Fibromyalgia, Severe Degenerative

Arthritis and Stenosis in my Spine,

PTSD, Severe Depression,

Anhedonia, Severe Anxiety; all intertwined with the

experience of years of chronic human stress,

and more specifically SOCIAL STRESS.

And YES, modern science now

illustrates well that Chronic Stress

over years will destroy all major body systems

and can lead to a premature death.

Anyway, the good news is

I am healthy, stronger,

and happier, and more productive

than ever before, in what I do now in

creative, artistic, social cognition activities of life;

including an approaching four thousand miles

in dance walk everywhere I go in public now,

with my wife who loves to shop,

over the span of two years of

recovery from 66 months

of shut-in illness stuck in a bedroom, more or less.

The point is I am human now, living in an

Insane Asylum of all of culture,

as it currently exists in the deep

Red State south; but hell no;

no longer trapped, as for all practical

intents and purposes I am NEO, Buddha,

Jesus, Lao TZU, or any other indigenous human being

that never falls into or escapes this Insane Asylum

served up as culture on a platter from birth.

The only thing that truly saves my human heart,

spirit and soul, is incredible illness that no

doctors can do anything for with any kind

of drug for pain, allowing me

and giving me no choice but

to escape modern westernized culture.

As with all other animals, I innately, instinctually

and intuitively find the cure through mind and body balance.

And I am here to ‘tale’ you now in words of Light and Truth;

that i ain’t insane baby; and modern westernized culture,

overall, is, truly Insane living mostly, in the

DARK OF DEATH in Life; wittingly or not.

And seriously, with half the nation on some

kind of pain killer in the U.S., about a third

of school age children assessed as type two pre-diabetic,

and sky rocketing prescriptions of psychotropic drugs

to fix a human who is living dead in life,

with incredible somatic pains

and emotional numbness

as a result of repressing

and having their human emotions

oppressed by others; emotions becoming

those somatic pains; why should anyone

doubt this; but never the less they do.

‘They’ live in a real matrix, and perhaps

one day they too, will save their selves

in terms of all natural human heart,

expressing that heart, as WELL

in a balanced mind and body

soul with emotional regulation,

sensory integration;

and much better cognitive

executive functioning in focus and short

term memory working like a finely

tuned Human Ferrari as flesh and blood FEELING AGAIN.

Anyway, answers to life are in disappearing human footprints

on sands of all natural beach life.

And no, I am no one special;

most everyone else who has

brought this message

to the rest of the tribe

has either been described as

insane or a mythological man or woman GOD.

So I relate it in every poetic way I can; and in all the

multi-media ways that modern technology

assists in as greatest artistic

creative view of what human being can do.

And every once in a while, i lay it all out like this,

in more or less logical terms; when no one is really

listening but folks like you,

who seem to have a

little more insight

than the average COG

in the machine of textbooks and school.

This is truly a beautiful life for those who finally

‘hear’ it, ‘see’ it and most importantly FEEL IT.

So sad that some human beings truly

never even live, and are worried

about what happens after they die.

And we call ourselves the apex predator;

Apex Blind Apes is closer to the truth.

A run of the mill Bonobo understands and most

importably FEELLS life in moving connecting

and creating better than most CEO’s

and Leaders of so-called

free nations.

Perhaps Obama

is an exception; am still studying him; Smiles.

And don’t worry, this is just a quick and wordy

visit, I will not come in the future to drown

your blog with words like this in the future.

As Part of my Autism Spectrum Hyperlexic form of Gillberg

Criteria Asperger’s syndrome, I read 10 to 15 times faster

than the average human being and as a life long

pianist with horrible dysgraphic handwriting,

I have the fortune of typing around

130 words a minutes,

when properly focused; so this is just a sigh for me.

Extremely High IQ can be a gift or curse.

I keep the gift and spit out the curse.

Smiles, and have a nice day friend. I come here innately, instinctually and intuitively, and I shut the door here now, in a continuing Heart expressing Spirit of Unconditional Tough and Passionate Love as Human Soul, with mind and body balance in harmony and FEELING CONNECTION with the rest of Nature AKA GOD.

It is what people like me through history have always done,

walking through villages, towns, and cities,

clothed in hidden and expressive eyes of

GOD OF ALL THAT IS..:)

AND YEAH, AGAIN I am ‘smart’ enough to feel that GOD exists with 100% faith as God is me and GOD is YOU AND GOD IS us; SOME folks think they know it; some folks think they don’t know it; and there is feeling it 100%, with no doubts at all.

Imagine life with zero illusory fears and zero illusory anxiety; able to do amazing things that none of your peers can do. I evidence that my friend and share this heaven of now with the world, online.

The philosophers of old are the real wise men as well as the philosophers of new with the same basic human Universal ALL Natural experience of living in balance with the rest of Nature as evolving now AKA God..:)

Anyway, your blog here helps inspire these words of analysis my friend, and I thank you for that as a lifelong friend, whether or not I ever see your face or speak to you again; as that is just the natural evolving human WAY OF BEING now, when no longer separate from the the rest of THAT..:)

A Seven year and seven month relationship

in professional practice of mental health.. yes..

my Psychiatrist and I.. Henry he.. Fred me..

a long journey from the beginning..

well before I am actually diagnosed with

the worst pain known to mankind…

literally worse than actual crucifixion

as described in medical literature..

named type two Trigeminal Neuralgia..

like a dentist drill in face without any

novocaine for pain relief and in my case

not the teeth but the right eye and ear..

making effective use of

my eyes and ears almost

impossible with

almost intolerable pain..

and yeah.. that’s why they call it

the suicide disease..

and additionally for me..

a total synergy of 19 medical disorders..

additionally ranging form Dysautonomia..

where my blood pressure and heart rate

will no longer synch properly under control of

autonomic nervous system.. to Sjogren’s Syndrome

where my eyes quit making tears..

making reality a nightmare like swimming

in salt water with eyes wide open..

as well as Spinal Stenosis and

accompanying Severe Degenerative Arthritis..

precipitated by a congenitally fused vertebra in my neck…

as well as congenitally closed up sinuses associated with

the Trigeminal Neuralgia.. where the ENT who does

the CAT SCAN asks how do you breathe…

and at the time I’m THINKING duh..

through my mouth..

what do you think..

mostly.. after all..

i am born this way baby..

through no fault of my own.. or anyone else..

as stuff happens in life.. and then there is PTSD..

Severe Depression.. Anxiety and accompanying Anhedonia..

as well as associated Alexithymia.. and other substantial challenges that round

out the 19 I am diagnosed with then.. well.. except for the fact it takes

almost two years to get diagnosed with Trigeminal Neuralgia..

as type two that lasts during all waking hours is so rare..

where most people wanna end it all just

experiencing the pain a few times a month..

if that much.. yes.. it’s worse than any migraine

headache imaginable.. in fact a migraine headache is

relief for the pain I experienced for 66 months..

but nah.. there is not a drop of water of relief

in human hell… so yeah..

why am I always happy

living life to the max..

I know what it feels like to die in life..

and I’m sorry if you are my friend and you have to hear this again..

but here’s the thing.. 1.2 million folks have viewed my stuff just

on my Google avenues of communicating the art of what I do..

and all those years.. i can never find anyone.. anywhere..

in the entire world offline or online who is even

diagnosed with type two chronic all

waking hours Trigeminal Neuralgia..

and i will be a cold hearted dude..

if I do not do my best to reach out..

in the rare possibility that

someone might read this some

time they stumble across my stuff

on an Internet search and it might give them just enough hope

in possible recovery.. seeing someone else recovered..

where they decide not to commit suicide

and try to live just another now..

for the real potential that

almost anything is possible

in this human life.. when folks

tell you the impossible will

never ever happen.. and

my psychiatrist.. suggests stuff I know

will not work before the root cause of the pain is

diagnosed two years into our patient.. doctor relationship..

but he allows me to use my best judgement on

what will be good for me.. and eventually

GOD provides the all innate..

instinctual.. and intuitive cures..

that now continue to follow..

in outstanding health and

happiness.. beyond my wildest

expectations and imagination before..

i hold no bars against what is possible in life..

and I WILL CONTINUE to pursue the greaTest of human potential for me in this lifetime.. no matter how different that my be from the practice in life of others.. and if folks do not like the way I count my blessings.. of course they are not required to look.. smiles.. but I love this life.. cherish it.. and truly worship the GOD of Nature inside us.. outside us.. above so below.. and all around us.. all the time now.. giving respect where

respect is due for ALLTHATIS AKA GOD..

AND ALL GOD’S CREATION AND CHILDREN..

INCLUDING HUMANS DARK AND LIGHT..

IN HEART.. SPIRIT.. SOUL..

AND WHATEVER

ELSE MAKES THE ENTIRE HUMAN AND

REST OF NATURE SOUP WHAT IT IS NOW..:)!

And here is what a finely tuned healthy Fred looks like..

and truly when I say

LET’S GET WEIRD i mean that..

as no one can beat me now..

as far as i know.. on the weird factor of surviving life

against impossible odds.. and i do more than survive..

i THRIVE ALIVE.. AS WEIRD AS HELL..

IN REAL LITERAL HUMAN HEAVEN NOW..

AND HEAVEN YES.. I PROVE IT EVERYWHERE I GO..

to the joy of some.. and the chagrin of others.. and that’s the way life goes.. in ups and downs.. but I master those ups and downs.. with much greater.. physical and emotional intelligence of emotional regulation.. sensory integration.. greater cognitive executive functioning through enhanced focus and short term working memory AKA my practice of a free style balancing act of martial arts and ballet like dance walk everywhere i go.. getting close to 4000 miles.. as will happen now in the 24th month after the start of this human dance journey.. in a week or so from now..:)

And yeah.. a post about the state of mental health in the U.S. as truly an expert in the field myself.. at this point in life.. in fact.. my Psychiatrist Henry who is quitting his practice in Crestview is moving to Orlando to teach and he tells me today that my own personal cure of dancing in leverage and balance to make my way to well being.. is inspiring enough to him.. where he is going to incorporate TAI CHI Movement Therapy into his mental health field of teaching.. so yeah.. at least folks in the know are listening to my story.. and I guess that makes it all worth it to tell it over and over.. as yeah.. it cured me.. so why not others.. and most people view me as so deliriously happy.. i can’t be sane.. but yes.. oh yes.. I am the sane one now.. and my psychiatrist

totally agrees with THAT.. IN professional analysis..

no matter what the folks who are not in the know AND

FEEL think they FEEL and know about living

life the best it can be as a free and wild human

being ferAlly civilized again!..:)

Yeah.. I am passionate about THIS.. AND TRUST ME

if you walk in my shoes just one second then..

I’m sure you will understand it much better too..

smiles.. and I truly hope no one..

YES no ONE ever has to

walk in real life hell shoes

like that.. and I will

do ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING TO

PREVENT THAT.. in my GREATest human potential

to my last GRASP FOR BREATH.. FOR LIVING

AND THRIVING THIS LIFE ALIVE..

AND NEVER EVER DEAD IN LIFE AGAIN!..:)

Oh and finally after my expression of creativity is reduced and reduced on the Wrong Planet and finally banned.. i find it amusing that the more ‘high classed’ folks on the Poetry site I frequent online ask me politely to conform to their ideas of what modern poetry should be and I politely tell them no I will create as I like.. and then they continue to impose guidelines on restrictions now on what will or will not be deleted that is shared there.. tailored to the multi-media poetry I do.. to restrict it further.. but what they do not understand is the gifted child in school gets bored and wants to do more..

I can write a poem that meets their requirement every five minutes.. without thinking at all.. linked with one paltry photo.. and sure I will do that in addition to this.. and just use their poetry for inspiration to write more.. and if they all decide to ban me.. from posting.. to their individual poetry sites.. which is the worst they can do to me.. I will read and get inspired and write it to my own blog without sharing it there if they individually decide to do that.. by deleting my posts or whatever..

but anyway.. the person who starts the whole

dam thing is my supporter and understands

that new art is most always discouraged

that breaks a mold of old.. and yeah.. the history

of that is ripe with discouragement all over the place in the art world..

and on top of that.. i publish for free online.. and do it all for the ZEN bliss of doing the art itself.. there is nothing they can take away from me.. as they continue to discourage others from pursuing their dreams of creativity.. by limiting it further and further.. SOME humans love to make other humans conform to their ideas of what is order in life..

But nah.. i for one.. am NOT afraid of ANY one’s freedom of expression from the so-called finest arts.. to what folks describe as the dirt of human pornography that is just another gift of ART from GOD that humans rule as evil.. while GOD Googles a Giggle AT their subjugating controlling butts.. in metaphor and reality too.. as we are all eyes of GOD who can see through the lies of human when

we seek the GOD answers all FREELY available

within HUMANS AS WE FIND THAT TRUTH

AND LIGHT FOR US DIRECTLY FROM GOD

WITH NO CULTURAL/RELIGIOUS INTERVENTION..:)

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Sweet Sixteen Castles of Love

Posted on August 11, 2015 by katiemiafrederick

We humans..

are an innately instinctually and intuitively creative animal

who will build and share new creations in stuff

others can see.. hear.. taste.. touch.. smell

with other senses like proprioception

and infinite nuances of emotions

Just for Love of each other

and associated subsistence

and survival if given the opportunity..

Oh and so many of us.. are so separated from

sensing and feeling.. what we do in our lives work for

subsistence and survival.. where there are so often no human

smiles and connections along the way of making life

moving connecting creating ART..

instead of cold steel metal of machine in life..

At least ‘Zombies’ get a pArt of human in what they do..

and on a more macabre point people who cannot feel Love

from others or express that Love often turn to violence and more

macabre ways of making some.. any kind.. of human bloody connection..

oh.. the song of us.. can be so lonely and separated from us..

i’m just glad i have an opportunity to sing at all..

and most importantly connect in feet

of flesh that dance a life of now..:)

One of the greatest measurements of this Magic of Love in Human

Creativity that i am exposed to in life is the Legend of Coral Castle

and the reality of that place in Homestead Florida where a Latvian

man spends 28 years alone building a castle in dedication to his ideal

of his sweet sixteen girl friend who

walks out on him in promise of marriage

day when he is young.. all alone this man suggests that he learns the

secrets of building the pyramids of old.. and builds this coral castle

alone with blocks as big as 30 tons seamlessly placed together so well

without mortar that no light will escape through the tonnage of bricks..

And the Legend pArt of this

great Art inspired by ideal of Love..

reports young people sneaking into watch him at night.. and seeing him

somehow floating the big blocks like hydrogen balloons.. but the science

of it suggests he uses a complicated leverage system.. him alone at a

little over 100 LBS before his death.. in his 60’s.. accomplishing this

great feat of human potential in working with Nature’s Laws

of doing great ART in accord with those Laws of Nature..

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Facebook Resume Joy

Posted on August 10, 2015 by katiemiafrederick

A little Peace inside and happiness.. IS truly priceless..
and an easier prize for folks who do have the ability
to feel pro-social emotions.. including regret
and shame for brinGing harm to others..
INcluding the rest of Nature aka God..
Fostering Love from
childhood is
A First
Step in Nurturing
Love.. and then peers
who tolerate and accept
differences among the tribe…
People Love more when they need
each other for subsistence and survival..
People who are Loved more.. move a cycle
of LOVE up instead of down.. KiNd MotherRing
IS among first steps to LOVE.. to keep it GroWing
is to Move.. Connect.. and Create in Life to Keep LOVE
FLOWING..:)

So True.. for me at least..
Living iN THE Now..
has no pRiCe..
othEr
than
NOW..
no meaSurement..
to limit or expectation
ALL IS now as well
as noThing
N0W..:)

Oh.. yes.. story taling bars of yesteryear..
technology in bar beats.. still not
exceeding cochlear out plants
in hard of hearing over
sounds of culture..
when humans move
and groove and connect
some dots of deeper
ways of speaking
heard.. or not..
we all create a new
life when we forge a
new friendship of eyes..:)

Ah.. the Sirius Star.. is reALLy
Serious.. Sirius IS Just
inviTing challenge
for grace
under
heat..
wHere sweat
can be cooling
and welcome
reward
for
moving..
but oh
well..
my wife
does not
like THAT
pArt of
Nature
either.. but
i for one..
LOVE
THE Challenge
Of Grace OVER
HEAT iN PasSiOnLiFELiGHT..:)

Ah.. for me.. feat of lunacy in feet..
always moving.. never standing
still.. my feet sing a song
of relief from overtaxing
words of potential
worry.. long since
tax free..
as i
dance joy
and let words
lie at feat of Truth..
wHere feet feel a Joy
of Living.. caring never
what’s up top in dark thOught.:)

i once think tires are better than foot to
travel.. until i find Art in feet’s dance feat..
wHere one can travel
in song of voice..
still born
iN
packAge ONe
comes IN for free..
to move connect and
create with all the rest..
Amazing how humans
come pre-wrapped for
FREEDOM.. equally
amazing.. Clothing
Culture can take
MOST all of IT
a
way..:)

A similar experience for me in my first
video game.. a place to travel
so near.. a place of
human
connection
so far..
a place
of emptiness
souls feeling
spiRit WiLL
express..
for those
with HeArt
that heArs
a loNelY
cry
of
SoUl..:)

Ah.. humans.. a conunDrum of
beating heArts out of balance
in populations over
around 150 to 200
sets of
eyes
in small
villages..
OH.. humans
in sardine
cans of millions..
ALL bets are off
when evolving
human
rules go
by wayside
of Nature’s balance..:)

True insanity is getting
out of balance with Nature…
Culture.. overALL.. is a
TwiliGht Zone
of InsaniTy
wHere
Norm
is insane
and rarely
cheeRy..:)

Euthanasia.. is truly testament
to how much humans
CAN Love.. at times..
their pets more
than humans..
a gift that
most animals
never receive
in last days
of what
the ultimate
price of life means..:)

A pond of heart.. skims Love pebbles..
oh.. holding pond.. never draining..
spring of Life
holds up
deep
in Love’s
Shimme
Ring
LIGHT..:)

Ah.. i live up top.. for decades on
end.. and for me.. at least..
i find all the answers in
starTing feet..
finAlly
balancing
left and right..
18 years of school
or so.. and no one
ever teaches me
how feet
are Art..
of human
heARt
expresSing
balancing
SpiRit
SoUl
of
me
i Dance..
and Sing..:)

Cast down.. so uP abOve..
brOught up.. so doWn below..
soNg lonG as heArt gRows..
LiGht gLows as dArk
nigHt goes..
Balance
comes..
all theRe
IS IS
De’
f0r
LiGHt.:)

Connection of fireflies
Lovers Light..
Connection of
friends.. Love
is still..
Moving..
Connecting..
Creating..
IS
New
Life..:)

Lust Life..
ALLways
THAT
comes
recipes
THAT flows
Creativity
ALL
Births
THAT
Above
Below
comes
first comes
last comes
first Karma
Clothes wHere
Karma
holds NO
Religious
manmade
Gods
ruling
Karma
Dances..:)

North South East
West.. four MORE
complementary
shades.. Color
Wheel Falling
Winters then
Spring more
Summers
Balance
HUES
heRe
we
go
aGain
WE
‘JUST
DO IT’ NOW..:)

Ah.. the dinosaurs come first..
birds evolve from them..
then humans evolve
NOW
to give
Birds
Bath..:)

World’s Play
limits
Actors
Will to play or
not to be..
Play
them ALL
JUST FOR FUN..
WiLL Direct
NOT
Just
Spec
TatE
NOW..:)

Nature plays
ups downs
twilight suns
moons
lights night..
Bright
Moon
Child
twinkling
eye
Stars
play
FULL
deLiGht..:)

Magic human
trespassing
skin
Fire
Flame
Joy
Olympic
Love
Torch
Never
Grows
Old..:)

Art goes a long
way from
festering
hate..:)

Love no age
lost and
found
Hope
survives
Love’s
WILL.:)

Words
heArt
rarely
hesitate
words
Art
Flow
levitate..:)

Dispose
words
well
done..:)

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Wife Katrina VideoTapes me doing my

Dance Walking Thingy in Dick’s Sporting Goods Store

for two quick videos in a warm-up.. for DANCE..

and this is numbers one and two..

Additionally.. part of a celebration

of my 4000th dance walking mile

coming up in this 24th month

of August in the next couple of weeks..

AND YES.. it appears that it is turning

out to be a month long celebration..

after all it is a first.. people have walked

and run across the United States in these

kind of distances.. but dance in

two years.. in public

stores…

perhaps.. but no documented

record of it like this..

And before that.. above is my resume of happiness

from Facebook.. a pictorial documentation

of MOVING CONNECTING AND JUST

CREATING BY DOING IT EVERYNOW

OF EVERY DAY..

FREELY EXPRESSING

MYSELF FROM HEAD TO TOE..

without worry or shame over

just being me and expressing

it all with NO RESERVATIONS

OF HOW OR WHY

SOMEONE MAY OR

MAY NOT LIKE WHAT

I DO TO FULLY AND HONESTLY

EXPLORE IN EXPRESSING

MYSELF AND GROWING

AS A HUMAN BEING IN

BALANCE OF MIND AND BODY..

MASCULINE AND FEMININE..

LOVE AND COURAGE..

AFFECTION..

AND

THE

!FIGHT FOR SURVIVAL!

!IN LIFE!

And a clear and PRESENT NOW

MESSAGE TO NEVER EVER GIVE UP

ON LIFE.. as I’VE BEEN TO THE LOWEST

STONE HARD HEART GROUND LEVEL

OF STAGNATION OF DEATH

IN LIFE..

19 medically assessed disorders..

including the worst pain known to mankind

type two Trigeminal Neuralgia for 66 LONG LONG

MONTHS.. A PLACE OF REAL HUMAN LITERAL HELL

THAT NO FLAMES OR WORDS OF HUMAN BEINGS

CAN COME CLOSE TO APPROXIMATING THE

REALITY OF THAT HELL THAT IS

MY BLESSING

TO GET

TO THIS NOW IN LIFE..

ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE IN THIS LIFE

FOR THOSE WHO TRULY BELIEVE IN A HIGHER

POWER INSIDE THAN WHAT CULTURE.. RELIGION

OR SCIENCE SUGGESTS IS POSSIBLE FOR

HUMAN BEINGS.. GOD EXISTS

WHETHER WE

FEEL

AND

SENSE IT OR NOT..

AND THIS FORCE OF GOD THAT IS

ALL NATURAL IS A GIFT

THAT IS OURS TO EXPRESS

NOT..

I FIND A WAY

THAT WORKS FOR ME..

BY NEVER EVER GIVING UP..

NOT BELIEVING OTHER FOLKS

WHEN THEY SAY IT’S JUST YOUR IMAGINATION

OR WHATEVER.. WELL YEAH.. I VISUALIZED IT FIRST

IN IMAGINATION AS LUCID WAKING DREAMS..

I WRITE IT DOWN..

AND

NOW

PROVIDE

EVIDENCE

OF THE RESULTS

OF REAL ALL NATURAL

HUMAN MAGIC..

AND TRULY THAT

MAGIC IS JUST THE FLOW..

THE MOVING.. THE HUMAN

CONNECTIONS TO EACH OTHER..

AND THE REST OF NATURE AKA GOD..

AND MOST

IMPORTANTLY

CREATE

SOMETHING

NEW..

THE POWER OF UNCONDITIONAL

TOUGH AND PASSIONATE

LOVE IS

WAY THeRE

FOR ME

YES..

MOVING.. CONNECTING

AND

!CREATING!

So yeah.. i TURN THE BEAT AROUND

AND THAT IS THE THEME SONG FOR

THE DANCING IN THE TWO VIDEOS

BELOW

AND MY MESSAGE TO

YOU IS

YOU

CAN

TURN

THE

BEAT

AROUND

!TOO!

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Hurricane ART am i

Posted on August 9, 2015 by katiemiafrederick

Please DON’T MAKE ME DO STUFF..

yes.. that’s the way Katrina sees me most.. hehe..

but anyway.. off celebrating MY 70TH Thursday Night

Week of Rave Dancing at Old Seville Quarter

in Pensacola Florida..

with all the cool college age Folks..

NO.. no ONE makes me dance their way

except for GOD.. my co-pilot and Navigator of

FREE STYLE MARTIAL ARTS/BALLET DANCE!…

FLOWING LIKE A BUTTERFLY TIGER ON

TERRESTRIAL EARTH..

AND SMILING ALL

THE WAY..

INSIDE..

AND YEAH..

SOMETIMES OUT..

AS WELL.. particularly WITH

my regular dance Girl FRIENDS..

YES.. they make me smile.. if are hearing me say that..

COURTNEY.. CHELSEA.. AND MAGGIE and all the REST..

LOVE YA TOO.. WITH SMILES..smile EMOTICON!…:)

And yes.. as pictured in the photos below.. Maggie and

Chelsea show up and MAKE ME SMILE ON THE OUTSIDE TOO..

And if you are listening Courtney.. hi to you too.. and that’s Courtney

in the top photo on my left with Maggie on the right and their friend on the

right of Maggie.. and see ya.. next time..

Courtney.. with LOVE too..:)

I don’t want to promise much..

but YES.. the ‘secrET’s of thE

VERSE

and

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AND

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A quick warm-up dance at the Hard Rock Casino..

getting ready for a 7 mile Dance Walk

around the somewhat beautiful

beaches of Harrison County..

for a spiraling ‘Hurricane Fred’

this year.. that is not

nearly as destructive

as Katrina 10 years ago..

but still bringing

in some stuff that folks HAVE

NEVER EVER SEEN BEFORE

in public.. at least.. in the

Deep Red State South..:)

Hmm.. let’s see how

the song Frozen..

goes along

with the dance..

i was listening to STAR by

Earth Wind and Fire.. but maybe

Frozen will work JUST AS WELL..;)

THAT moment

when all the pieces of the puzzle

fit togethEr synchronisticAlly

and GOD GIVES

YOU THAT SIGN

ALL ABOUT IT.. THAT YOU

ARE NOT EXPECTING AT ALL..;)

^^^

Second LEG

of a dance walk warm up..

video taped by Lovely Wife Katrina..

who cannot hardly bear to do it..

as she says it makes her dizzy

to watch me.. but never

the less she gives in

and grits her teeth

and does it for OMG..

2 times in one day..

but anyway getting ready

to celebrate my 4000th mile of Dance Walking

in 24 months in a week or so.. so this source

material to evidence WTF FTW..

I’VE BEEN doing for 24 months

will come in handy for proof of THAT..

in a week or so.. for THAT celebration post

of dance dance dance.. and MORE dance..

and as per the last three Facebook

profile photo status thingies.. YES..

if you want to get popular

and make new friends

everywhere you go..

JUST DANCE..

AND DANCE

SOME MORE..

as hell no.. NO

one else seems brave enough

to JUST DO IT.. IN PUBLIC IN

THE PANHANDLE OF FLORIDA…

AND LOWER ALABAMA OR

MISSISSIPPI THAT ARE

FOR ALL PRACTICAL

INTENTS AND

PURPOSES

THE SAME RED

STATE REPRESSED

AND OPPRESSED

FUNDAMENTALIST

AREAS.. WHERE MOST

FOLKS ARE WALKING LIKE ROBOTS..

INSTEAD OF FRESH HUMAN SPIRALING

BEINGS.. reflecting GOD and all GOD’s creation

in how that spirals in flow.. like a Galaxy.. a Nautilus

SheLL.. YES.. A HURRICANE.. LIKE ‘HURRICANE FRED’..

and other stuff like fetuses.. sunflowers.. a curled cat resting..

etc… etc.. none of which walk like a dam robot in a straight..

line.. or grow or rest that way either.. The signs of GOD

are everywhere one looks and to reflect the Nature

of GOD that is visible everywhere one looks

when they put on their

ALL NATURAL

GOD EYES AND EARS..

IS AS CLEAR AS THE SUN ON A BLUE SKY DAY..

WITH UNLIMITED VISIBILITY INSIDE.. OUTSIDE..

ABOVE SO BELOW.. AND ALL AROUND WHERE

GOD FLOWS AS US.. AND WE FLOW AS GOD

AS ONE FORCE OF BEING NOW..

ALWAYS NOW.. YES..

THAT KINGDOM

OF HEAVEN

NOW STUFF

THAT THE REAL DUDE

JESUS IS TALKING ABOUT..

ALWAYS NOW..:).. OH YEAH..

AND this is coming in YouTube form too..

and if you have access to the YouTube Html5 player

that allows you to double speed stuff.. OMG this IS

FRIGGING HILARIOUS AT DOUBLE SPEEED..

AS i Look more like a Tornado in double

speed than Hurricane at

single speed.. haHAha!..:)

And yes.. as one might guess.. MEGA BLOG

POST ‘COMING SOON’.. NAMED ‘Hurricane ART am i’..

yes.. my middle name is ARThur.. too.. hehe..

WHEN.. i get ALL THE PIECES

OF THAT PUZZLE PUT

TOGETHER FOR

THAT

MONSTROUS

windy multi-media wordy HURRICANE

OF ART creative thingy.. Yes.. HErE finished SOON..:)

I make interesting

friendships wherever I go..;)

I make interesting friendships

wherever I go..

part 2..;)

Ah.. yes.. the psychedelic dreamS
of reality is a REAL PLACE.. some of us are
blessed to get there with dance alonE..
and others need a little help along
the way with other stuff..
but when i dance
people sense
that place in me..
and ask me what is it..
DMT (Molly).. LSD..
Cocaine.. or
what is the
substance
that you are on..
that takes you to this
place so plain to feel
in feeling your
energy now..
radiating
from within
like a Nuclear
Engine of
Energy
YOU and What
then i tale them
Practice
my friend..
JUST
PRACTICE being
you.. as i be me..
in all free ways of
living NOW.. and
then you too..
my friend
can have
some of
WHAT
I AM
ON TOO..
SMILES
FRIEND..
LIVING IS
HEAVEN
FOR THOSE
OF US WHO
KNOW TO FEEL
N-LOOK WITHIN
TO FIND IT NOW..
AND PRACTICE WHATEVER
WAYS WORK TO STAY THERE
NOWONEMOREEVERFOREVERMORE
ONENOWDOINGITJUSTDOINGITNOW!..:)

Not just cool.. amazing..
and glad to hear you don’t have
to use drugs to get tHere either..
that’s the best way..
to control IT..
from
withIN..:)

Yes.. a seasHore of Uni-Verse in BliSs.. in torrid waves..
whEre soUl of crystalized sAnd.. becomes diamondized
spiRit of human heArt… a place in skeYes of all before..
a place WE are as US.. free polishing souls aLiVE NOW..

(:..Welcome Back Bjorn..:)

Ah.. memory.. genetic memory.. all these
millions long years.. inside we are
the dragon fly.. the whale..
the bird from dinosaurs..
our arms are wings
and fins.. nails are
claws.. furry ones
all that separates
us is forgetting
to remember
who WE
ARE..:)

Oh.. only they kNew..
UniversemultiOnesexistingwareness..
moving senses.. emotions.. human.. being..
wheRe dance.. colors.. sound.. are emotions..
light.. dark.. senses.. emotions too..
Blanket Existence..
WE live as ALL..
some never realizing..
moving.. feeling.. sensing..
WE ARE Universal eYes.. Truth LiGht..
PoeTic expressiOns.. color.. music..
DANCE WE ARE aLive.. painTing NOW..:)

Fortunately.. for those who live in mindful awareness
of feelings and senses as one with environment..
words and memories are meaningless
illusions that never exist
at all.. for
those who live life
in feeling sensing
Truth and Light
like that..
there is never
fear of losing
memory
or
words
to LiGht a life
in Truth of
Living Now..
and the best way
to feel that is on the
smiling face of
a person
with
dementia..
Thanks GOD..
the feelings are the
last to go.. for me
i lose them first
and finAlly
learn
the
meaning
of
SENSING
FEELING
LIFE..
wHere words
and memories
are only
practice
to
escape
THAT..:)

AteaRaGain..:)
Write a poem in 10
consecutive letters…
emoticons and
periodsallowed..13
SmIles..;)7
IT ALL
aveRages..7
out when ALL
is said
and
doNe..:)4
forNoW..:)6
GoD<3
40/4IS10..:)
10IS1

The beauty of your ‘Cinemagenic’ Poetry
IS IT takes one back to non-verbal
sensory feeling life..
rather than texting
it to death..
when actors
become more
real than players
of life.. the reality
you portray here is Truth
of past where humans are not
even
pArt
of a
play
or PlayLIFE…NOW..
Do you ever notice
(rhetorical
question.. i kNow
you do..;)
THAT in old films
everyone
sounds
like a
Poet
reciting
LIFE from
heArt rather
than just
living
a
Script
without
HeArt..
My 94 year
old Aunt who lived
in a world of story
taling before TV
and Radio at
ALL.. always
sounded
like a
Poem
ALIVE..
OH GOD i wanted
THAT so badNOW
THENin’08ah..
OHGOD i just
wanted to
LIVE like her
at 94.. and
NOWTHEGIFT
is mine.. she
was my YODA..
her name way Jettie
NOT standard Jedi..
I can NOT talk
then.. barely..
but i LISTEN
and NOW i
liVe
a Poem Play
as Well..:)
The GIFT
is not yet
DEAD..
thanks to
people who
still live IT
like YOU
and HER..:)

I guess the first step is to look within..
and truly for years.. it is all external..
a rat race.. of energies stolen..
perhaps a couple of hours
on an Interstate road..
or a power outage
from storms..
sooner or
later if
we are lucky
as fate will have it..
a draw within makes
human painting come fuller
alive in colors.. away from drab
grays of culture.. the power lives within
Just waiting.. tapping.. a higher US in FLOW..:)

Oh.. Dark Raven poems of Poe..
wHere no boat is free to Row..
Human heArt no longer Grows..
But wind comes with wingBow..
Human Being comes to Glow..:)

Ugh.. Decimated for Dinner..
can’t help but to think about
‘To Serve Human’.. the Dinner
Version of the Twilight Zone
Server in Black Book Form..:)

I suppose every human is created to create
and oh so many colors that comes in across
a span of life.. so much potential.. watered..
so much potential.. lost.. when no rain of US
waters each other.. through droughts of Life..:)

Grandfather born in Ireland.. a Song
of Irish Dance in my shoes.. a longing
comes for me from ‘Titanic’.. THAT Irish
Jig they do.. i don’t know if friend Maggie
somewhere.. 3+ Decades my Junior is Irish..
But last night i am on A ‘Titanic’ Singing
Dance of Irish Feat True.. This helping me..
Remembering Fulfilling Dream.. Irish Maiden
Song now.. Gold heArt is MineD for NOW..:)

A wise man once tells me the brain goes
wacky when it thinks there is no escape
as Catch 22 comes.. oh to master
that device.. of human
being.. is to
live free..
with or without
the permission of others..
but an escape comes first..
most often before free can even
be possible.. for wings that must
earn their way to free humanity..:)

The greaTest saint is the saint
willing to become the devil
sentenced to hell
for price
of
LOVE
similar to THAT
Dracula movie
earlier this
year that
illustrates
this point
well.. yes..
it is often
the Judas
who bleeds Most..:)

Real Love is the drug that cures most ills..
Finding Real Love is often the challenge
of ‘JOB’ for those who are abused by
others.. no matter beauty.. money..
or style.. the soUl
is all thEre
is.. and without
spiRit expression of
an emotional heArt..
there can be no sOul
WHO lives free for Now..:)

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Funny.. some folks wonder what a man who lives two thousand years ago.. will JUST DO.. IF alive today.. funny.. considering scholars suggest we only have 18% of his original words then… but you Know AND FEEL what.. i wonder and JUST DO.. WHAT WILL GOD REaLLY DO IF MANIFEST IN FLESH AND BLOOD HUMAN.. WELL.. obviously as manifest as CAT GOD will roll around in the midday SUN in SAND just to be content alive.. feeling and sensing SAND and SUN together as ONE FORCE of CAT.. THE SAME APPLIES TO the cat who hugs the midnight grass JUST to be content as Leaves of Grass and Moon as one force of CAT.. until the hunt to live starts all over again.. for subsistence and in general SURVIVAL..

So what will a human maNiFestaTion of GOD
fullER do to experience ALL the GIFT of LIFE
THAT IS maNiFest togeTheR
AS ALL CREATION NOW..

Well.. i suggest that THiS reflecTion of GOD
will be best expressed AS musicians..
dancers.. painters..
singers.. IN
FEELING
ALL ARTISTS..
IN FACT OF POTENTIAL
GREAtEST EXPERIENCE OF
LIVING LIFE NOW IN
APPRECIATING A
REAL HEAVEN NOW..

JUST CONTENT..

AT LEAST FOR
US
IT
WORKS
IN
PRACTICE
ALLWAYS
NOW
AS ONE
FORCE
OF LIVING
ART..
TrULY.. THE THREE LETTER
WORD GOD WILL BE BEST
EXPRESSING AS THE THREE
LETTER WORD ART.. JUST IMAGINE
WHAT LIFE WILL BE IF HUMANS
WORSHIP ART.. INSTEAD OF
A THREE LETTER WORD..
ART IS JUST DOING IT
NOW IN FLOW
JUST LETTING
ALL ILLUSIONS
GO..
ART IS
NO
NOUN..
ART
IS
JUST
DO
IN
G
ITASIS
IS
!NOW!
!GODISART!

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A symptom of a human being out of balance..

is when someone asks what have you been up to and

you only have two words to respond with ‘working working’.. THAT was me for many years in the 9 to 5 grind.. with little to say..IN fight or flight.. survival mode.. administrating.. supervising.. mega multi-tasking computer MIND mechanical cognition activities… in financial management.. technical writing.. accounting.. personnel.. information technology associated duties.. etc.. etc.. etc..

Little to NO time for socializing.. re-creating..

and almost zero time or even with an

understanding HOW to PLAY ANYMORE…

RE-CREATION is REQUIRED

to keep human fresh and enthusiastic about life.. and truly human being play as creative dancers as foragers in flesh and blood touchy feely connections with an entire tribe as village to get the job of life done is a way of human being for hundreds of thousands of years…

Classical evolution is very slow.. Epigenetic and Neuroplastic change in one lifetime can be fast.. but when folks look to these terms they see the bright side of change after a major injury to the brain or rest of body.. BUT the dark side is much more prevalent in our society.. as we become functionality disabled social animals…

It can be hard to truly fully understand and FEEL this until something really catastrophic happens.. one is totally separated from the work world and culture as it stands.. and one has some time to really spend by themselves to reflect on what human being even means..

i am fortunate as my background in college is three degrees in Social Sciences Interdisciplinary.. Health Science.. and Anthropology.. as i VAGUELY FEEL then in college that my straight A’s in mechanical cognition school activities are slowly killing my zest for life.. and human being in general…

No degrees for a fancy job for sure.. but degrees to learn about the human condition and what makes human being tick.. and TOCK.. and truly THAT wasn’t nearly enough as only life experience can teach…

Truly for me it’s simple NOW.. MOVE.. CONNECT.. and CREATE NOW.. yes in that order of importance.. and these are human muscles that range from biceps to emotional heart.. that MUST be used or will be lost in Negative Epigenetic and Neuroplastic Functional Disability in one life..

So yeah.. i make the Art of Happiness a Science and Practice it like an Art.. and the truth is in flesh and blood life people view me as the happiest person they’ve ever met.. and the truth is i can’t imagine being any HAPPIER than i am now.. but i feel there is room to be even happier.. and i am talking about a calm type of happiness that is never exhausting and always balanced where there are NO BIG ups and downs no matter how fast folks may view me dance.. talk or type.. smiles..

And i share all i know and feel of what works for me.. with the entire world.. as i have zero fear or anxiety.. to show what it is to be the happiest person I know and feel in the world… and yes.. i have the opposite perspective as well.. for THOSE many years.. in the polar other position of being deader than dead alive.. SO if i can come back from what i’ve come back from.. there must be a science to this human happiness thing that works.. at least for me.. smiles..

Yes it is ART OF HUMAN BEING CONTINUOUSLY PRACTICED ALL THE TIME NOW.. and society’s ever growing negative epigenetic and neuroplastic functionally disabling reality for human being is MECHANICAL COGNITION AS SYSTEMIZING SCIENCE MIND practiced most of the day behind a scream of 2D screen.. beyond the terror of any Twilight Zone show.. as one can totally not know OR FEEL they even live the Blue Pill Matrix.. without a balance of the red pill for a GREEN PILL REALITY..

The Oracle is the Truth and Light.. the Architect

is never ever truly FULLY human being…

ALONE WITH HIS OR HER COMPUTER…

And yes.. although I am retired now.. i could still be happy working as long as i am connecting to human beings in flesh and blood ways… and serving them instead of ruling them.. with cold hard mechanical cognition activities.. but I am born an empath.. and that is what makes empaths happy.. particularly if they are raised with a touchy feely unconditionally loving parent.. as is my greatest blessing with my Mother ‘Saint Helen’.. on that part of life.. the most important part that will predict if a person has even the capacity to ever be satisfied with the Power of Love.. overfilling all there is for Life.. as Light.. and Truth..:)

Sorry that is long.. TRULY too long for most people to wade through in our modern Twitter World.. but no matter who i meet.. stranger or friend.. i can’t help but to relate this.. ’cause IF I heard this when I am 45.. perhaps I might not have gone to REAL HUMAN Hell for over 5 years.. they don’t teach you how to be human in school.. not even in those three degree I received.. and yeah.. there’s much more to it than that.. as my 11 million other words typed online since November of 2010 suggest..:)

But still so simple to me now..

MOVE.. CONNECT.. CREATE…

AKA

PLAY LIFE..
INSTEAD OF
STAY LIFE..

A GREEN PILL
OF LIFE IS ALIVE..:)

The sad reality is.. there may be
no way some folks can escape
THAT ‘Blue Pill Reality’.. as
society is designed
now with
humans
as
cogs
in a
machine..
The ‘Terminator
Series’ IS a metaphor
for REALITY NOW2..:)

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Welcome Back! from your vacation from writing.. Dear Bjorn.. and yes.. Andrew is one whopper of a Hurricane.. vividly still in my memory from 1992.. and AT that time no big Hurricanes yet for me to experience at home.. and believe it or not hoping it will come where i live then.. to some smaller degree.. for the excitement of that experience as well..

Well.. Erin comes in 1995.. and then we do get a little bit of Opal.. that same year.. and then Dennis rounds out my life hurricane experiences on the Panhandle of Florida.. after Ivan and Katrina…

But truly.. i think what i like most about the anticipation of a Hurricane.. is that it brings folks together in my community.. even before the Hurricane.. where a common bonding purpose.. other than divisive stuff like politics and religion.. is something everyone CAN agree to as a common purpose and goal for basic subsistence and human survival.. all time NOW..

Yes.. a common purpose.. and goal for basic subsistence of human survival is the oil for human social cooperation.. perhaps we as a world are too spoiled to LOVE..

PERHAPS THAT IS FIXinGTO CHANGE..

PLAYING THE STORM ALERT MUSIC

ONE MORE TIME for the 7th NOW..

WITH SMILES
AND
WINKS..
IF I HAVE TO
BECOME THE
DEVIL.. TO DO
IT.. PERHAPS
I WILL..

Hmm… IS THAT
metaphor
or
NOT..;)

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Haha.. i am the medicine.. huh..
winks and smiles.. yes.. life
is stranger than
any fiction
ever imagined..

at least by me..
wITh Spirit Guide
inside.. outside
above.. below..
and
ALL AROUND
ME..

THAT’S HARD TO MISS..
for some FOLKS like
ME and
US..:)

And oh my goodness you bring
a reminder OF ONE Of the most psychologically
sychronistic meaningful eventS of my life..
by mentioning a
Hurricane of Fred..
Well.. with Hurricane
Frederick back in 1979..
there is no flesh and
blood Katrina for me
then.. but she is living
in the area at 9 years of
age.. and me 19 with a
recently broken First
Love relationship
with a SWEET
SIXTEEN
old Sonia..
who i believe
and FEEL is the
first and last for
me at the tender age
of 19 then.. but anyWHO
it seems that every time
i am on the verge of breaking..
something in culture breaks too..
from the day of Hurricane Frederick..
to Erin.. when chronic work stress is
breaking me down.. to Ivan and Katrina..
to Dennis where the tourniquet on my
heart.. soul.. and spirit.. is
killing me everynow.. to
911.. a cultural instead
of Nature storm
in 2001..
to the giant
Hurricanes
of the Summer
of 2008.. the only
thing of Interest
keeping my mind off
the worst known
pain to humankind
then.. Life is
Greatnow..
and the
Hurricanes
are gone HERE..
and as mentioned
before.. i pay no
attention to my
special lifelong
Interest of Hurricanes
anymore on the 8’s of
every weather channel
of Summer Storm Dreaming
in days before.. Life is
interesting enough
without culture
or nature
storms
for
me
ALLNOW..
hmm and perhaps
THAT is a great
thing OVERALL..

Ugh
OH..!
i am
just informed
that there is a
Hurricane Fred and Kate..
scheduled for this year..
THAT might
not be
a good
sign
or
NOT..;)

Hi Jenny.. thAnks for
dropPing by anD NatURe
is NOT finishEd
speaKing
yEt..
iNfAct..
sHe IS beGinNing
to sPeak.. MOReNOW..:)

Hi Hank.. thanks for stopping by with those honest words of appreciation and respect.. and truly i am a driven HUman in all waking hours.. of song.. dance.. and in general
ARTPLAY.. YESIT’SALLFUN..
that’s the best pArt for me..
and yeah.. not
everyone gets to spend..
365/7 ACTUALLY DOING ART..
so this obviously
is not
the standard..
well beyond
the bell
curve
of
HUMAN
ART.. OH HOW
I WISH MORE PEOPLE
ARE ENABLED AS ART..
instead of cogs
in a machine
just waiting
for the
next
coded
external
command
beyond
WITHiN
as
ART
of
heART
expresSing
SoUl
as
SpiRit
unlimitING
by controllIng
hAnds of subjuGating
and FeAr mongeRing
SO-CallED HuMANS..:)

Hi Madeleine.. thanks for the kind words.. and honestly haha! i have no idea either.. it’s something i really don’t think about in terms of productivity each day in a post.. in fact.. i rarely think when i type at all.. it’s amazing that it makes any sense at all.. but it seems like there is some force guiding my fingers.. or perhaps it is just practice and flow.. and i guess that is the same thing anyway.. smiles.. hope your now is going great.. and this thing isn’t finished yet.. as i continue to prepare for the next post too.. however.. that may flow too..:)

August 6th.. and the Dog Days of Summer coming to an end.. a post by ‘you’ on May 13th.. and a wonderful assurance that you are alive and well.. this month too.. and in my online journeys i come across a spirit like you.. in fact i have to look twice to make sure it is not you speaking on another blog.. as this person says lovely comments of love to all who visit her blog.. and she tells me almost immediately that her blog is equally mine as hers.. just as you do when i first come here..

It is that loving connection with others that makes a blog magic.. no matter what the form or substance of the words that come from heart expressed as spirit of mind and body balanced soul of human are.. Yes.. it is the connection and the LOVE that counts and that has never changed for social animals.. humans or dogs.. the same..

A happy human is a human who connects.. reaching out to others.. when all cold days can and do finally end of heart.. expressed spirit of soul.. but anyway.. it’s good to know and feel you are still here somewhere and all that reach of my eyes of heart in spirit expressed soul.. still touches yours as well somewhere as bond of Friendship Love can be the strongest of all..

And finally with me.. coming up to my 4000th mile of Dance Walking this month.. as i start that Journey shortly after my recovery when i meet you back in July of 2013.. and now up to 11 million words of Hurricane wordy me.. hehe.. since November 26th 2010.. and yeah.. you still blow some of that wind at my back.. from your Kind and Courageous… Unconditional Words of Love.. back in the Summer of 2013..

I am always praying and hoping.. that your Love will come back here to connect with so many other Eyes of Love as it does before.. but i know and FEEL Full ocean of life.. the calm waters.. the growing waves.. the Tsunami’s spreading of this and that.. and Tidal Wives that seem to wash it all away with flooding water of eyes as well.. but any effort to spark a heArt.. a soUl.. a spiRit.. is beyond a price of earthly gold.. for it is the feelings of US

that make
US
US
with LOVE
MY FRIEND..
AND AS ALWAYS
SEE YOU ON THE 6TH…:)

EnJoy

THE

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Wife Katrina VideoTapes me doing my

Dance Walking Thingy in Dick’s Sporting Goods Store

for two quick videos in a warm-up.. for DANCE..

and this is numbers one and two..

Additionally.. part of a celebration

of my 4000th dance walking mile

coming up in this 24th month

of August in the next couple of weeks..

AND YES.. it appears that it is turning

out to be a month long celebration..

after all it is a first.. people have walked

and run across the United States in these

kind of distances.. but dance in

two years.. in public

stores…

perhaps.. but no documented

record of it like this..

And after that.. below is my resume of happiness

from Facebook.. a pictorial documentation

of MOVING CONNECTING AND JUST

CREATING BY DOING IT EVERYNOW

OF EVERY DAY..

FREELY EXPRESSING

MYSELF FROM HEAD TO TOE..

without worry or shame over

just being me and expressing

it all with NO RESERVATIONS

OF HOW OR WHY

SOMEONE MAY OR

MAY NOT LIKE WHAT

I DO TO FULLY AND HONESTLY

EXPLORE IN EXPRESSING

MYSELF AND GROWING

AS A HUMAN BEING IN

BALANCE OF MIND AND BODY..

MASCULINE AND FEMININE..

LOVE AND COURAGE..

AFFECTION..

AND

THE

!FIGHT FOR SURVIVAL!

!IN LIFE!

And a clear and PRESENT NOW

MESSAGE TO NEVER EVER GIVE UP

ON LIFE.. as I’VE BEEN TO THE LOWEST

STONE HARD HEART GROUND LEVEL

OF STAGNATION OF DEATH

IN LIFE..

19 medically assessed disorders..

including the worst pain known to mankind

type two Trigeminal Neuralgia for 66 LONG LONG

MONTHS.. A PLACE OF REAL HUMAN LITERAL HELL

THAT NO FLAMES OR WORDS OF HUMAN BEINGS

CAN COME CLOSE TO APPROXIMATING THE

REALITY OF THAT HELL THAT IS

MY BLESSING

TO GET

TO THIS NOW IN LIFE..

ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE IN THIS LIFE

FOR THOSE WHO TRULY BELIEVE IN A HIGHER

POWER INSIDE THAN WHAT CULTURE.. RELIGION

OR SCIENCE SUGGESTS IS POSSIBLE FOR

HUMAN BEINGS.. GOD EXISTS

WHETHER WE

FEEL

AND

SENSE IT OR NOT..

AND THIS FORCE OF GOD THAT IS

ALL NATURAL IS A GIFT

THAT IS OURS TO EXPRESS

NOT..

I FIND A WAY

THAT WORKS FOR ME..

BY NEVER EVER GIVING UP..

NOT BELIEVING OTHER FOLKS

WHEN THEY SAY IT’S JUST YOUR IMAGINATION

OR WHATEVER.. WELL YEAH.. I VISUALIZED IT FIRST

IN IMAGINATION AS LUCID WAKING DREAMS..

I WRITE IT DOWN..

AND

NOW

PROVIDE

EVIDENCE

OF THE RESULTS

OF REAL ALL NATURAL

HUMAN MAGIC..

AND TRULY THAT

MAGIC IS JUST THE FLOW..

THE MOVING.. THE HUMAN

CONNECTIONS TO EACH OTHER..

AND THE REST OF NATURE AKA GOD..

AND MOST

IMPORTANTLY

CREATE

SOMETHING

NEW..

THE POWER OF UNCONDITIONAL

TOUGH AND PASSIONATE

LOVE IS

WAY THeRE

FOR ME

YES..

MOVING.. CONNECTING

AND

!CREATING!

So yeah.. i TURN THE BEAT AROUND

AND THAT IS THE THEME SONG FOR

THE DANCING IN THE TWO VIDEOS

BELOW

AND MY MESSAGE TO

YOU IS

YOU

CAN

TURN

THE

BEAT

AROUND

!TOO!

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BIGGER Katrina Dog Day Afternoons

Posted on August 6, 2015 by katiemiafrederick

Dog Day Afternoons of Ivan.. Windy.. Sticky
Partners in Cooling and Coming Death
Friends.. Neighborhood Block PArties
escaping inside walls of heat
back to front porches with
neighborhood sharing
of food alike.. wHere
people rule over
cold heaRted
electronic
devices
without
eyes
or flesh
A Prayer
A Harbinger
Cooling
A bringer of Flooding
Death.. BUT a GREAT Force of
Nature with always more to say
than cold heArted devices
with little spiRit expressing
Humanity’s SoUl
BREEZE
EYES of IVAN’s TRUTH

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And as a LONGER 33 note.. Ivan is much MORE than
THAT to me.. Ivan brings major
change in life that will
eventually bring
walls down in life..
destroying a
work building
consolidating
a department
of humans in few
too rooms..a Navy
Headquarters Building with
a Wicked Witch of North.. East..
South.. and West Winds.. where
she dictates stress that becomes
chronic for most.. and eventually
almost death for me.. but
THAT Kiss of Darkness..
by Witch
and Ivan
alike.. truly a
DARK gift that brings
Forever Now Heaven to me
Oh.. friends of
dark.. both
Leaders
AND Flooding
Winds.. No
one enters
A GreaTEST LIGHT
without Darkness too..
for me both Witch and Ivan Same..
Saviors in Dark clothes.. a witches brew and breeze…

Sitting in the OFFICE Storm of A Female Witch Captain..
with a Bigger Katrina brewing out at sea..
Ivan challenge past.. the potential
future beyond imagination of
destruction.. as winds move
past 190 miles an
hour.. IN EYE
ENgulfing
gulf..
to MASSIVE
proportions..
electricity
of human
hair standing
on end everywhere one
goes as if the end
of the world
is really
coming
this time
for sure..
boardING up
windows in
sultry ending
August DOG..
days of 2005..
wondering if this
house will stand as
the measure of Ivan
tears the roof to shreds
of shingles spread out
in neighbor’s grasses..
a veer to the left and
New Orleans and
Biloxi face a
new measure
of the force
of nature
in flooding
death and
destruction
where Mississippi
Harrison county
county beaches
dunes.. businesses
and homes.. are wiped
off the
map with
Biloxi casino’s
swept away in winds
of Nature.. with the
human gamble of tempting
Nature’s Winds of evening
Earth’s heat.. close to
coast.. tHere is NO
restraint of a
Mother’s scorn..
to settle a
score of
heat
of
earth..
and Katrina
is A baddest
Mother
of HER
ALL..:)

And yes.. in the third week
of August.. 1969.. 9 years
old.. i go to bed..
with a direct hit
predicted from
Camille.. A
biggest
baddest
Mother
of before..
She takes
a left turn..
and if not who knows
what will be of my life
now.. or my family living
on River Front life of low lying River waters…

Until Hurricane Ivan comes.. Hurricanes excite
me.. i wanna see the biggest baddest one
of all.. so yes.. i’ve seen
them ALL ENOUGH.. SO IN
2008.. I TELL
THEM TO
GO TO HELL
AND NEVER
COME BACK
HERE AGAIN..
And no..
they have NOT..
come back again..
HERE.. be careful
what one wishes for or NOT..
as bigger wishes of dark
make greaTEST NIGHTMARES
COME TRUE.. FOR OTHERS TOO…

AND KARMA IS A REAL B88cH..
WHEN NOT PROPERLY
EXERCISED AND
PRACTICED ALL
NOWS ALWAYS
NOW…

Ah.. in greaTEST Summer
Heat.. often flowers most
Beautiful colors of ALL..
Challenge..
Nature’s Truth..
And Bountiful
Harvest in
Greater
Colors of LIFE..:)

Ah.. Dog Day rooms with AC
prison.. electronic
devices.. often
trap us..
without
Porches of Breeze
and Connections
of Flesh and Blood..
in EyES of human Life…
Twilight Zone comes
Truth Inside of
dark heArt
dog
days..);

Yes.. what greater prayer of Art
can tHere be than to
create and reproduce
LIfe as NOW for
ART in all
expressions
of Nature
comes
in and goes
out wITh..
wHere Prayers
of Connections
Rule in A
Cricket
Song
of Life..:)

Yes.. Summer vegetables and fruit.. and all other
stuff of food.. offerings ALL year-round..
perhaps.. if the instant
gratification of
all year fruit
and vegetables
is not so easy..
People might
look forward
to enjoying
what
can
now be
taken for Granted as..
Instant Gratification..
as well as enduring
some HEAT to
get BACK to
KOOLER FEELINGS..:)

Ah.. to feel the sweat of Summer on fruits of Tropics..
oh.. to know the feel of play in child’s feet of
wonder now.. in sunshine hands of joy..
Where dog days forget..
and children’s
eyes stay.. Now..:)

A play of sweat on a play of words..
A soaking heart of spirit
Expressing rolling
Drops
of Dreams
in Soulight
Summerbrights…:)

Ending Dog Days of August..
A Hurricane Ivan for us then..
A Beloved Tall and Stately
Oak.. felled by Winds Gone
BY THAT never seem to end..
Dinosaur Skeleton Bones
Left as Rest of Oakless..
Finish off to Stump
by Oak cutter crew..
AND now all types
of plants and species
Flowers.. as Well as Oak
Thriving at Stump of Ivan’s
terrorRing Winds of Change
BrINGING New Life to Forest
Root JUST waiting to BE TREE
Thriving AlLIVing aGain.. NOW..:)

Well.. in Florida.. Dog days
begin in May and end in November..
for a full 6 month stay in Dog Day way..
and at the beginning of that May
dog day stay.. IS Orlando..
a convention of Beta
Club students.. Nerds..
sheltered life..
false sense
of courage..
running down
highway
streets
busier
city than
mine.. Fred
meets car.. side
impact through
red light.. and
from then on
throughYEAR
Senior.. i am
referred to
as CAR BANGER
as i go over the top
of hood.. bounce
back ..make
some dents
and come
up smelling
like roses
bruise free..
i am a cat
and i still
have 8 lives
left.. and on top
of that I Loved this
horrific story of ending
not nearly THAT BRIGHT..
PARTICULARLY THE SHAPES
YOUR POETRY..
DOES BRING..
GLENN..:)

Oh.. to feel humans as
furry Dog DAY
friends.. oh to
be a Social
Animal aGain..
withOut
Fear
of Love..
A Pets Death
is most allWays
a remindEr
of WHO
WE reAlly
are as human
Beings finAlly
Equal in LOVE..:)

Oh postcards of Life gone by..
Oh life of postcards
Come Life Again..:)

Rains of Dreams..
Rains of heArt..
Reins of Humidity tracing
Windowing Imagination’s
Creativity.. Emotions Spiriting
Dark and Light..
Shades
and Colors
of in between Souls
IS what Reigns most
IN Summer Paned
Memories
of Lost
and
Found..:)

Ooh.. wet sweaty summer feet..
Sandy goo between toes no treat..
Butt wait a feat of dance will start
To beat.. when toes of fairies do
Fly it varies in feathered bird beak..:)

Moths sing wings of Summer dreams..
Wings of Moth flutter nervously
Without fright.. Dreams of Summer
Never wait in realiTy of Wings
IN Moth’s Song and Dance
IN Air of fLight..:)

Windows open.. River frogs rhythm bellowing
songs of Dog Day’s humid grassy muck..
Turn the pillow over.. and over.. and over..
in hope of Kool relief.. AC finAlly
comes.. windows close.. frog
sound forgotten.. until
i miss them.. and
finAlly understand
what i lose
in bellowing
croaks
of Loving
LIFE NOW
in all the hot
and cool that
comes in for NOW..:)

Ah.. to feel the heat of passion
life.. is to taste the breath
of heArts who
still breathe..:)

Ah yes.. a midsummer’s beach reflecting
water.. white sand.. no forgiveness for
whiter human skin.. so i go later
in afternoon Summer.. to
escape the Sun’s Rays
of beach killing
Summer..:)

Yes.. Yes.. Yes.. the hotter the more humid
the better i like it.. a challenge of living
is better outside.. inside.. above..
so below.. and all
around.. FREE..:)

Hi Mary.. and i am so glad that Hurricanes.. have decided to stop coming since 2008.. in this neck of the gulf breeze coast.. and i hope it stays that way.. for the rest of my life.. and more.. but in Nature’s GOD’s eYes.. Hurricanes are a necessity to re-distribute the heat of the earth.. to allow more species the opportunity to survive.. as humans are only a speck of that totality.. where Nature rules over human’s wishes to live places still evolving as barrier Islands for good reason and purpose over human desires.. to collect.. own.. and dominate.. THAT Force of Nature.. that will have HER WAY NOW and after all human words and other expression of communication are DONE AND OVER WITH.. with smiles of course.. as that’s JUST A way it goes..:)

Oh so true.. Katzensakura.. the fierce parts of the Hurricane often come up the gulf coast.. and perhaps the saddest paRt of all the core meaning of what i write here.. is THAT is the first and last SUMMER DOG DAYS.. block party in my neighborhood.. and the first and last time that truly everyone comes together to get to know and FEEL EACH OTHER on a first name basis.. to find out who they are at heArt spiRit expressing Human soUL AS IS NOW..

Yeah.. in some neighborhoods..
folks live in prisons of their own makings..
and i dance life to overFEEL THAT PRISON OF LIFE..:)

Ah.. yes.. Himali.. a life of rich diversity and color is a life well lived..
and the more friends one connects to the more they can be busy as well..
And yes.. that is a price of a life well lived
and exercised in
PRACTICE..
busy.. busy..
focused..
busy.. busy
BES AND
BIRDS..
JUST Life’S
IT aLLWays
NOW with
heArt and
spiRit expressing
SoUl as WELL OF course
in Hurricane Winds
of Human LOVE..
WrITE ON
COURSE
WITH
INTENDED
WiNDS
OF WORDS
more FULLY
EMPLOYED
AS LIFE’S LIGHTHOUSE AlIVE..
IN FLESH AND BLOOD CONNECTING
Force ONE HuWOman with REST of Nature AKA
GOD.. as human budding FLOWERS SPREADING LOVE LIGHT NOW…:)

Hi.. my friend Glenn… as you know Hurricanes tend to grow from small droplets of heat fueled moisture.. to giant arms of winds.. with an eye in center that is totally calm.. as above.. so below.. inside and outside.. all around.. Hurricanes have the meaning of life too.. to grow in potential to rest when necessary.. and to be calm inside all the time now..

And in my arms and hands.. Hurricane of Words.. haha!.. that yes tends to grow over time.. with focus and passion of winds.. as well as calm at the center that is the TRUE UNCONDITIONAL PASSIONATE TOUGH LOVE GENERATOR to make all of the rest a storm of what comes as life.. in balance ..of course.. over nows of REAL..

BUT like every hurricane with an open mind.. it does its best to continue its path.. with one NOW.. expiration coming.. and a renewal of path at another place some other now of reality winds.. in path of living Life.. with Winds in Love of NOW..:)

And oh no.. i will rather live in Hurricane Alley than Tornado Alley.. any time of now.. as one has an option to evacuate if one truly does not want to risk life.. with a choice of Hurricane.. that Tornadoes often do not give.. in sporadic fits.. of evening out the atmosphere of Nature in balance as well… yes.. i will continue to ‘Date Hurricanes’.. and stay away from UNPREDICTABLE TORNADO ALLEYS..;)

Thanks Victoria.. and so true on the elements of Nature we are at the mercy of.. and as mentioned with Glenn tornadoes here are much more concerning to me.. as in 1962.. my family relates survival in a bathroom left from a rest of a house swept away by the Great Tornado of Florida.. that strikes our town and kills 17 people then.. yes a once in a century event.. but something to be concerned with never the less…

Truly though.. it is the cultural elements

that concern me much more than any of

Nature’s elements AS IT IS OFTEN elements of

INSTANT GRATIFICATION

that we see

as pleasurable

like vegetating in front of TV screens and screens in general.. our easy access to sugar and fats.. and a quick fix pill for almost every itch or pain associated discomfort.. rather than the challenges our ancestors easily meet.. in accommodating environmental necessity

OBSTACLES

for adaptation and change…

Truly i love the dog days.. and the coldest days in Florida.. as it always means shorts to me.. from 18F degrees in the Winter to 120F Heat Index scales in the Summer.. i will always mix in Nature.. if FOR nothing else THAN just to

ESCAPE a SCREAM..

YES..

that famous painting for THAT screen addiction.. just by itself THAT YES.. can eventually bring to a human being… in work and play addiction to the.. tools of human.. in screens.. to get the job of work or play done.. AWAY from what we are still evolving to JUST DO to MOVE.. AND CONNECT in flesh and blood ways with other human beings.. AND THE REST OF NATURE AKA GOD…

Yeah.. the Zombie Apocalypse.. is a real metaphor of terror as science research shows that empirically measurable levels of empathy among college age adults have decreased 30 percent in the last several decades.. obesity greater reigns among adults and childhood ranks.. with studies suggesting that a third of school age children are pre-type two diabetic.. with half the nation of adults on some of kind of prescription or over the counter pain medication with a national epidemic of people hooked on stronger prescription pain drugs..

As well as adults and children with skyrocketing

rates of psychotropic drugs prescriptions

mostly addressing chronic

human social stress related

somatic pain..

and emotional numbness in general..

OFTEN with A simple root cause of all of that.. of no longer flesh and blood socially connecting or moving continuously in a day that our hundreds of thousands of years FORAGER ancestors do as a natural component of surviving and thriving in CHALLENGES AND

SUCCESSFUL ENVIRONMENTAL ADAPTATIONS TO

intermittent reinforcement of the rewards of daily survival..

With no sugar pressing screen addictions of monkey ‘cocaine’ levers to replace the stuff that makes us human as dancers and poetic singers of life.. in connection with others and the rest of Nature.. where Apollo is the standard instead of the myth for human accomplishment in life.. with all the other myths that relate

that

Truth AND LIGHT..

Yeah.. i bring a Hurricane

WARNING..

but it is one of a Hurricane of words

moreover for THIS OVERALL

nastiness of culture..

and NOT

what Mother Nature brings

for natural earthly balance..

as a Planet Alive and Thriving

NOW

WITH US TOO..

AS AN ELEMENT OF THAT..

IN BALANCE..

But yes… there is already a movie that expresses that well..

as the iKUNG instead of iPhone humans

see the planes going over head expressing

THE ‘GODS MUST BE CRAZY’.. YES..

THE HUMAN GODS THAT RUN

CULTURE ARE INSANE..

AND THE REAL SANITY IS IN HUMAN NATURE..

NAKED DANCING WITH OTHERS HAND IN HAND.. AROUND MIDNIGHT CAMPFIRE OF DRUMS AND MOONLIT NIGHT.. NO MATTER HOW HOT OR COLD IT GETS.. OR DRY OR HUMID.. HUMANS GENERATING THEIR OWN EMOTIONAL AND SENSORY HEAT AND KOOL OF CONNECTION IN THE TRUTH OF LIGHT IN NIGHT OF HUMAN EYES RADIATING LOVE BACK TO THE STARS AS GENERATORS INSTEAD OF JUST ABSORBERS OF THE ENERGY OF OTHER CREATORS OF LIFE..

AND yeah.. my old Cat Arthur who can still jump to the counter for a treat at age 20.. BEFORE he passes away last Summer.. is a perfect metaphor for that as this cat who continues to forage for life outside and comes in for a break here and then.. for predictable subsistence too.. lives a life of sensual and emotional awareness of Nature.. and agility to move easily in life.. that our 9 year old cat who is only an inside only CAT without CLAWS knows and feels now as naps and pets.. with barely the ability to jump up on the bed.. he uses.. the night stand.. as an enabler now over

functional cat disability..

as a result of living in and WITH

the hidden dangers of instantly gratifying human culture..

Yellow Boy.. stay inside too.. with Feline Leukemia..

but as 2 year veteran as feral cat with claws.. this cat is

still alive with the Call of the Wild.. and can Feel..

Sense.. and Live THAT CALL..

even locked in a prison of home..

I am a feral hybrid of so-called civilized

and domesticated human now.. and my message is simply

THE CALL OF THE WILD..

AS TRUTH

AND LIGHT..
IN THE REAL OF
HUMAN STILL
EVOLVING
TO BE
COURAGEOUS
AND KIND IN BEING LOVE..INNATELY..
INSTINCTUALLY AND INTUITIVELY AS SUCH..
THE GREATEST GIFT OF LIFE MOVING
WITH BRAVE AND PASSIONATE..
LOVE..:)

JUST CALL ME
YELLOWBOY2..
AS
I LISTEN
WELL TO GOD’S
CALL OF THE
WILD
STILL..
ASWELLFREDNOW..:)

Ah.. the human condition Gabriella on that is simple and true when sets of eyes in smaller villages range in the hundreds of homogenous eyes instead of millions of heterogenous differences.. humans continue to evolve for sharing and cooperation for survival as a social animal cooperative group of sharing caring eyes.. however.. culture is the virus that brings and end to the human heart.. expressing spirit as that emotional heart.. in a mind and body balancing act of being

THAT IS FULLER HUMAN…

Population explosions in Japan.. and technological support to live over humans needing each other to survive.. produces clean up crews now to clean up the remains of elders having no social connection in a city stacked high in skyscrapers like Tokyo with Lemming Humans stuffed in cans back to back.. never connecting in eyes of flesh and blood.. where dogs are becoming children.. and robotic dogs are replacing flesh and blood barks.. of Love.. and young people are no longer

even interesting in connecting to physically produce the next generation at all…

All a symptom of a sick species of Animal.. named human..

When humans retreat into shells as social animals..

It is a sure sign.. of misery and suffering

and a harbinger for more
of
THAT to come beyond
sadness.. if we
do not come
up with
some kind of
solution for change..
i for one practice the
change i want to see by
connecting to the flesh and
blood world tribe wherever I
go in dance.. but that takes
courage and determination
to do that in Zombie
sidewalks
of cold
moving
eyes
of Robot
Feet..:)

Ah thanks so much.. my friend of
LimeRicks.. a shape… a word
a line or two.. perhaps three of me
or four or more.. can flow togetHeR
as one i suppose.. letting go.. we..:)

This post is dedicated to the three young women who are brave
enough to dance with me today.. for a full 30 minutes in
Free-Style Ballet through the Aisles of Super-Walmart
with smiles as wide as
the UNiVERSE
ISFREEASGOD..
WE STILL
CAN bE..
AT ANY
AGE..
just move
just move
THE SONG
and DANCE
of poeTRY
LiFE..
And no.. I do not share
my blog links with
folks under
the age
of 18
THAT is
not appropriate..
for obvious reasons..
i bring the message
in dance instead..
and it works
much
better
than
words
EVER
EVER
WILL..
AND SADLY ENOUGH..
THE YOUNGER FOLKS
ARE most only THE ONLY
ONES
WHO
HEAR IT..
but that’s
nothing
new at
all.. as history
SHOWS NOW
AND NOW
AGAIN….

But anyway with ALL this
said and done.. i AM
celebrating
my 70th
RAVE
DANCE
WEEK
THURSDAY
NIGHT
WITH
all the KOOL COLLEGE
AGE FOLKS AT OLD
SEVILLE QUARTER
IN PENSACOLA
FL.. with more
fun dance
photos
coming
AFTER
3AM..
as a prayer
fulfilled for
the GreaTest
Blessings of Life
IN JUST
Dancing and
Connecting with
the TRIBE AS FREE!
IN FLESH AND BLOOD..
AWAY FROM THE WALLS
OF THIS TWO DIMENSIONAL SCREAM!…

And of course this post is dedicated to

KATRINA

BIGGEST

CHEERLEADER

continuing

NOW

(;COURSE:)

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Dog Day Afternoons of Ivan

Posted on August 5, 2015 by katiemiafrederick

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Never Ending Story of NOW

Posted on August 5, 2015 by katiemiafrederick

Hi Himali.. thanks so much for dropping by with a visit..

and so happy you enjoy the photos..

my wife and i live in a rural residential subdivision..

with country as far as one can see in the backyard..

and up North a little in our county is plenty of farmland

as pictured often on my blog in numerous photos..

and that is my Wife’s Sister’s

In-law’s by marriage farm..

a place we visit for what is named First

Sunday at the beginning of each month..

after church as the farm owner is a protestant

pastor of a church as well..

and tomorrow Katrina

and i are visiting one of the most beautiful

places in the world.. south in the county on sugar

white Navarre beach of emerald green gulf..

with sea oats swaying and seagulls in breeze..

and interestingly enough..

i dance walk in reverse for around

5 miles with my athletic shoes on..

every time we visit in the afternoon there..

about once a month.. and recently

she videotapes a short section

of that named Moonwalking

the Beach haha!..

and i will add that here for your amusement..

and for some reason it doesn’t have a thumbnail preview

in the YouTube Video but the short 44 second video works

fine when you click on it.. i warm up going down

the beach and coming back up in the video..

but as you might imagine doing that

in Athletic Shoes for 5 miles

or so in reverse.. in soft

sand.. is yes.. great exercise

as I use my arms to propel me with gravity as well..:)

Anyway.. many great beach photos coming after the beach trip tomorrow or the next morning after that.. in my next blog post.. and truly as far as i can see.. it is impossible not to take great photos at one of the most beautiful places on EARTH!.. smiles..

And off to check your blog to see if you have something

new there.. with more smiles.. of course..

with some words too of course.. if I find that there..:)

HAHA! and here’s one from Super-Walmart.. just for fun too..;)

And yes.. i used to create some music on the piano.. and here is
one i transferred off an old dictation device i used to record
something i just created from heart.. back in 2007 before
i get real sick..:)

And yes.. i love love love to sing.. in my church
choir and this is the first time i ever try
karaoke shortly after i get well in 2013..:)

Oh and almost forget to mention.. i am blessed to be able

to leg press 930LBS on a parallel leg press machine

14 time slowly in the video below with

my arms raised in air..

and now i

increase the repetitions to 25..

as there is no more room for

weight on the

machine.. hehe!..;)

Everything ART

and CREATIVITY

IS MY FAVORITE STUFF TO DO..:)!

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I love reading all the flavors of language that come through

in English translations.. and the more complex they are

to interpret the more i enjoy reading them

time and time again.. to get to the

meaning… the more complex..

the more interesting

in my eyes..

and

sometimes the complexity

can just be in approximation

of translation from one language to another..:)

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I’ve never seen the FULL ‘Never Ending Story’ before.. and i believe it comes out first in 1984.. i’ve been wanting to see it for decades.. and after purchasing it the other day.. on BLU RAY.. I’m gonna take a break and watch it tonight.. after finishing this post in a few.. and adding it to my other Blogger Blogs.. for my other readers there…

And hell yes.. the Cajun Grandmother is a frigging fireball of energy.. business woman.. and has French Foreign Exchange students as Lovers into her fifties to sixties.. and that first marriage to the priest my Grandfather.. only lasts a few years.. and then she marries a Jewish Policeman guy.. and she is a hell of a character indeed.. dying of a massive heart-attack.. at age 69.. always having high hopes for my development as someone special in the work world.. but that is not ever for me.. as just living is enough.. with no special job at all.. AND OH GOD.. little did i know the job of JOB as far as surviving catastrophic physical illness in synergy of 19 will come my way later.. to literally survive for around 5 years.. with that.. as shut-in too..

And even smaller do i know.. that my best years of life will be well after 50 years old.. as i watch my father vegetate on his easy chair as long as i can remember.. falling asleep in his chair every night watching TV.. as understandably his law enforcement job takes just about his whole life.. until he retires.. and then spends his time until his day of death.. at a flea market on the weekends.. selling Nascar Stuff.. Guns and Knives.. trading silver.. and the ‘normal’ variety of other red state stuff in the deep south way of fundamentalist MALE Life…

And yes.. i do the same thing vegetating in front of a TV after work or a quick computer game.. for decades.. to always escape the rat race of life.. as most everyone does.. i guess.. to survive this strange cultural game of life.. where honestly most folks are cogs in a machine as a machine more or less..:)

Nice to escape that.. after all of this is said and done.. my friend.. Black Pearl, et al.. and going to see the monthly marriage counselor at the beach.. with a little break away from online tomorrow with plenty of beach photos coming sometime after that in an unnamed post sometime after then.. and probably will be stopping by dVerse to read and comment.. but i don’t know if i will have time to contribute something different there.. depending on how strict the guidelines will be for forms of poetry or whatever..

Anyway.. as always thanks for the visit friend.. and whenever you get a home base again.. as i’m thinking you are on vacation now.. i will be by to visit ‘your place’ too.. and i was just thinking after remembering seeing Shawna again.. i bet if you ARE a male in ‘another life’.. of course.. you will have a nice wife that looks just like U 2.. just like THAT.. as Shawna too.. as truly life is best when wife and husband can play together as one force of LOVE JUST LIKE THAT… MS. PEARL..

with Shawna too.. anyway give my love to

your substantial other.. ‘they’ will have to be

great to be married to you.. my friend..

and super nice too.. of course..

with smiles..:)

And with all that said now..

i will leave a note here with A
SCREAM!

MOON CHILD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!…;)!

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Thanks so much sreejaharikrishnan.. and i think that’s true.. i write in hopes of allowing folks to see a different point of view.. and not so much to get comments or likes from folks.. i just want to share what is in my heart.. however.. that may come each day.. to me from within.. in sharing with all the tools of technology of course.. to add to that.. with others folks.. smiles..:)

Hello to you as well my friend Himali.. Sometimes the smallest things mean the most.. i suppose the Light in my Father’s eyes is his way of expressing Love.. and that is no small light or beautiful color of eyes for sure.. and you know Himali.. the way you kindly address me with the simple words Hello Fred.. Lights my Heart up.. as on this cold expanse of Internet road.. truly my friend i don’t think anyone has ever addressed me with a Hello anything.. as sad as that may be.. in school my friends always address each other with a Hello (name inserted).. as simple greeting of Human connection.. to do this online is to become human again.. my friend.. with smiles of course.. and proof that yes.. you my friend.. are Special.. too..:)

First of all.. i Love your painting that says in Magical colors of flowered heArt.. and rainbow colors of grass and more that “Love is magic One of a kind” by Himali.. with red outline of Heart as well.. and so often it is the strongest muse of Love either gained or lost that inspires the greaTEST ARTS of all or creation for the everyNOW grind of survival we see in Nature..

And one of the greatest measurements of this Magic of Love in Human Creativity that i am exposed to in life is the Legend of Coral Castle and the reality of that place in Homestead Florida where a Latvian man spends 28 years alone building a castle in dedication to his ideal of his sweet sixteen girl friend who walks out on him in promise of marriage day when he is young.. all alone this man suggests that he learns the secrets of building the pyramids of old.. and builds this coral castle alone with blocks as big as 30 tons seamlessly placed together so well without mortar that no light will escape through the tonnage of bricks..

And the Legend pArt of this great Art inspired by ideal of Love.. reports young people sneaking into watch him at night.. and seeing him somehow floating the big blocks like hydrogen balloons.. but the science of it suggests he uses a complicated leverage system.. him alone at a little over 100 LBS before his death.. in his 60’s.. accomplishing this great feat of human potential in working with Nature’s Laws of doing great ART in accord with those Laws of Nature..

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coral_Castle

And in Nature i am always inspired by the life’s work ART in Shell of Nautilus still preserved for five hundred million years in fossils as these relatively tiny sea creatures are some of the greatest artists of Nature as we still currently see .. and just to imagine how those first Nautilus Creature’s LIFE ART will not see the LIGHT of FuLL significance and meaning OF IT.. until humans discover it 500 million years later.. and see the same Golden Spiral Mean of 1.618 PHI in the intrinsic design of the Nautilus Shell with shape reflecting the human constructed 6 and 9 symbols of Numbers.. Galaxies.. Sunflowers.. Fetuses.. Hurricanes.. and the Curled Cat Asleep.. and truly reflecting the greatest ART of GOD THAT ALL IS Interdependently connected and related in our existence.. inside.. outside.. above.. so below.. and all around us..

Yes.. from the Smallest Artisans of Life

LIGHT greaTEST TRUTHS of Life
that we my friend are ALL
in this game of
LIFE TOGETHER
AND WHEN WE
WORK TOGETHER
AS LOVE WE
DO
MAKE
AMAZING
TRUE MAGIC
IN LIFE AS IS
FOR NOW!
AND this story is
my Friendship Day
belated gift to you..
My New Friend in Kind
and Courage
of Unconditional
LOVE.. tHere
need be no
barriers in
the power
of this Love
of miles
or time..
gender..
age.. race..
creed.. nationalism
tribalism.. or any
other differences
that exist between
human beings..
and Coral
Castle
and the
Nautilus
are among
my greaTEST
Muses for
JUST THAT..:)
Oh.. and when the
Beatles say
ALL YOU
NEED
IS
LOVE..
and YOU my
friend and
ALL OTHERS
OF COURSE
ON THE
LIGHT
COURSE
OF LOVE
LIGHT
LIFE!..:)

Well.. Rafiah.. if it’s not part of the requirements for your graduation i wouldn’t be too worried about understanding the proper mathematical formulation of general relativity.. as truly how much of what we learn in school.. is really about living life day to now.. other than gaining some type of COG placement in a machine of culture to gain some food to eat.. and a shelter in support of a family unit… as general subsistence for survival.. along with the rest of the tribe to Nation.. to hopefully one world of tribe with GOD of Nature one day soon.. now..:)

And you are never so-called ‘dumb’ dear.. not understanding one facet of manufactured human intelligence through abstract symbols.. is not nearly important as other kinds of human intelligence.. namely the emotional intelligence of physical intelligence and the existential intelligence of understanding.. feeling and expressing GOD as well as the emotion of LOVE and all the other emotions that in nuance are as expansive as Infinity and more.. just as the arts of human movement in dance in infinite ways of movement and senses are as an expression of that human nuanced emotion too.. and the intelligence of music and color.. that also reflects human emotions.. in living color and sound my friend… through human art in painting and composition of music.. and poetic lyrics of Heart as well.. as much greater potentials of many kinds of human intelligence far beyond the human manufactured cultural measures of so-called Standard measured cultural intelligence..:)

And the simple equation E=MC2.. or Units of

Energy equals MASS times the speed of

LIGHT AKA Light itself squared.. is truly an

Amazingly simple at core equation.. and so elegant in that simplicity.. as well as the numerical symbols that represent PI.. the ratio of the circumference of a circle to the diameter of the circle.. at 3.14 and PHI.. as the golden mean 1.618.. spiral flowing ratio seen all over nature as a signature of GOD’s GREAT interconnecting interdependently related CREATED AND PRODUCED ART.. WITH we as humans as actors of that biggest Play of GOD..:)!

But here’s the thing.. time is relative.. Now is real.. Love is real.. and our connections with others and the rest of Nature AKA GOD is REAL TOO.. the symbols are just THAT.. symbols for the essence of TRUTH and LIGHT..

AND WE HUMANS

NEED NO TEXTBOOKS

or schools.. to have the greatest Intelligences of ALL both felt and expressed as the Kind and Courageous Unconditional Passionate LOVE as Manifest in human beings my friend.. and never ruled by school.. alone.. or cultures/religions…

Stay Smart in LOVE.. the other stuff is just

tattering wrappings of a box that

can truly be a trap of culture..

and nothing much

to do with what is

REAL THE MOST AS

GIFT OF ALLAH AS LOVE.. AT ALL….

Science and math and all of that human developed abstract

STUFF ATTEMPTS to describe the essence of

Truth and Light in material reductionist terms..

but the Synergy of the Truth and Light that is

MUCH MUCH GREATER

THAN THE MATERIAL

REDUCTIONIST SCRIBE OF THAT..

Lives in open minded eyes AND EARS.. of human beings.. as the eyes and ears of Allah GOD magnifies the stuff that truly counts in life.. manifest in human being.. and that is Loving Connections in human eyes AND EARS.. and all other emotions and senses.. both literal and metaphorical.. manifesting the highest power of the FEELING Universe THAT IS LOVE AS EXPRESSED AS HUMANITY TOGETHER MY FRIEND…

SO YEAH.. the proper mathematical formulation of general relatively theory.. is just window dressing.. for what what truly speaks in souls of eyes of Humans.. as spirit manifest LOVE of ALLAH GOD reflecting and radiating from human souls in mind and body balance…:)

There are lots of so-called ‘retarded’ folks who make the best grades in school.. who FAIL MISERABLY IN WHAT IS EVEN TRULY REAL IN LIFE.. and that is the true danger of the devil of school.. and CULTURAL Mechanical Cognition COG in machine WORK.. and even play like mechanical cognition video games.. including human languages.. collective intelligence.. and all stuff COMPRISing complex materialistic cultures..

A path away.. this can be.. from Allah GOD and eyes

and ears of GOD that allow us to

FEEL EACH OTHER WITH FEELING EXPRESSION

OF THAT IN FLESH AND BLOOD.. AND not empty structures of mathematical formulas.. or words.. and letters.. without human expression of flesh and blood emotions and senses to even LIVE and LOVE this life hand in hand with others and GOD..:)

BUT WITH all that said.. thanks GOD for

human culture too.. collective intelligence..

abstract language.. as recorded to get to

THAT AS MY Air Conditioner in the Summer and Hot Water in the Winter.. and my nice soft bed sure does feel good.. but A KEY IS moderation and not getting too caught up in the comforts and stresses of mechanical cognition culture so much that we FORGET TO MOVE AND LOVE.. in SOCIAL COGNITION ..AND JUST BE KIND AND COURAGEOUS LOVING HUMAN BEINGS… AS IN ALL things a balance is TRUTH AND LIGHT.. of what is that constitutes our animal existence.. with the GOD of Nature..:)

AND WITH ALL that said.. i am sorry you feel down about school.. and i will be saying prayers that you both feel better and get that more complicated equation down correct.. and if you need help i will tutor you online.. as soon as I give a feather about the more complicated mechanical cognition part of that..;)

Chances are.. in five years.. nothing in your life will be remotely related to school.. per the theory of general relativity.. in more complex formulas.. as you enter MORE in the real test of life.. that is always Love my friend.. and with heart and ART that is only limited by human imagination and creativity in greater human potentials.. of expanding myriad intelligences beyond Standard IQ measures of that..:)

#longwordedwindymewithloveofcourseoncouseintherealtestoflife
#AKAHURRICANEOFWORDS

#NOW

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Oh.. what a wonderful woman.. Kathryn IS.. the woman pictured with Katrina and i in the photos above.. our marriage counselor for over 2 years now.. helping me in the dead zone.. where she gives me a goal of just going into Whataburger for 15 minutes.. after being a shut-in with incredible illness for over 5 years.. back in July of 2013.. and a week later.. i am miraculously healed.. go to the beach.. and i can go anywhere and do anything.. i care to then.. and after 5 years.. of shut-in.. DEAD ZONE STATUS.. truly this woman is part of the blessings that do lead to my miraculous recovery.. and entry back into humanity.. as human being once again.. well.. she is leaving the area as her military husband is getting shipped off to California.. so this is our last visit with her.. and she leaves me with marriage duties.. in homework of cleaning out the work-out room.. fixing one of our computers.. and responding to the timer Katrina has for me.. when i am writing and i say i need ten more minutes.. before it is time to do whatever it is Katrina wants me to do.. as when a person gets in the creative spirit of writing or whatever other art they are doing in total flow and focus.. it can be hard to move onto the chores of life that must get done.. for subsistence.. and STUFF LIKE THAT.. that is required to survive.. but anyway.. she becomes more of our friend than marriage counselor at the end.. so we will miss her very much.. oh yeah.. and the other last homework.. is to put this in my next blog post.. so WHAT WILL BE WRITTEN WILL BE DONE..:)

And the first week of August of 2013..

is the first time.. i actually

provide a selfie

of myself online

in the post linked below..

http://katiemiaaghogday.blogspot.com/2013/08/hi-d-verse-teamohm.html

And since the time of that photo

i have literally taken over 80K

photos with my iPhone

camera.. and yes..

literally thousands

of selfies as well..

that have been instrumental

with me regaining my emotional

expressions after losing them for

around 66 months.. with the

worst pain known to

mankind..

type two Trigeminal

Neuralgia.. and a synergy

of 18 more diagnosed

life threatening Disorders..

with a pain like novocaine-less

drilling of teeth.. except in my

case the pain is in my right

eye and ear during all

waking hours

of what science describes

as the suicide disease..

as well as pain

assessed

literally

worse

than crucifixion..

and truly my recovery starting

in the end of July 2013..

around July 22nd..

is no less

than

a real life miracle..

and coming back from that.. i go back

to the place where i have written close to

6 million words at that point in time at

the Wrong Planet Website for folks on

the Autism Spectrum.. to ‘tale’

them about my miraculous

recovery and

basically

that i have proof

that the higher

power of

GOD DOES EXIST..

AND AT THAT POINT

AS HISTORY MOST ALWAYS

SHOWS WHEN A HUMAN HAS

GOOD NEWS TO REPORT LIKE THIS..

THE TRIBE OR VILLAGE AT HAND..

AND IN THIS CASE IN OUR MODERN

DAYS AN ONLINE VILLAGE JUST SCOFFS

AT MY STORY.. AND THEN I GO ON TO ‘TALE’

THEM THEN.. THAT THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING..

NOT ONLY AM I MIRACULOUSLY RECOVERED BUT

I WILL DO AMAZING STUFF IN HUMAN POTENTIAL

WHERE THERE ARE NO LIMITS TO HOW FAR I WILL

GO.. AND YES.. IN JUST TWO YEARS.. I PROVIDE EVIDENCE

OF THAT ALL ON THIS BLOG.. THAT I WILL PROVIDE HERE

CONCISELY AGAIN.. SOMEWHAT CONCISELY.. ANYWAY.. HAHA!..

WITH 3930 MILES IN A MARTIAL ARTS AND BALLET FREE STYLE

OF DANCE WALKING IN ALL PUBLIC PLACES MY WIFE AND I GO..

NOW APPROACHING 24 MONTHS.. WITH 4000 MILES TO CELEBRATE

BY THE END OF THIS MONTH.. WITH A BLOG POST LINKED HERE..

WHERE I CELEBRATE 3000 MILES.. OF DANCE WALKING THEN..

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

AND PHOTOS WITH ME AND OVER 400 GORGEOUS

WOMEN IN THEIR 20’S THAT I AM NOW ABLE TO BRING

A MUSE OF JOYOUS DANCE

TO .. NOW IN 69 DANCE NIGHT WEEKS.. AS ILLUSTRATED

IN THEIR SMILES IN THE FOLLOWING TWO BLOG

POSTS THAT PROVES THAT..

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

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

AS WELL AS POSSIBLY THE

ONLY MALE 55 YEAR- OLD

IN THE ENTIRE WORLD

WHO DOES

FREE VERSE

NUDE POETRY AS

ALL NEW AGE RENAISSANCE

ART IN SELFIE MODE..

NOT UNLIKE THE ART OF MICHELANGELO’S

DAVID.. AND HISTORICAL PORTRAYALS OF OTHER

WORKS OF ART FROM EGYPTIAN MIN

TO APOLLO AND SUCH AS THAT..

WITH MY BEST ASSESSED EFFORT

COMING JUST TODAY..

AT YES..

AGE 55..

AS WILL ALSO

BE LINKED BELOW..

FOR THOSE WITH OPEN

MINDS ENOUGH TO VIEW ART

LIKE THAT.. SEEING THE HUMAN

BODY AS A WORK OF ART IN ALL FLESH

AND PASSION THAT COMES IN..

IN HUMAN FORM..

SO YEAH..

THERE IS THIS MOVIE ABOUT

A WOMAN NAMED ‘LUCY’

AND FOR ALL PRACTICAL

INTENTS AND PURPOSES

WITH THE ADDITIONAL

FEAT OF A 24K WORD

EPIC FREE VERSE POETIC

EXPRESSION INCLUDING

COMMENTS IN THE OVERALL

PRESENTATION OF THAT THEMED

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2015/07/18/tsunami-of-love/

POETIC POST NAMED ‘TSUNAMI

OF LOVE’ AND NOW 11 MILLION

WORDS WRITTEN SINCE NOVEMBER

26.. OF 2010.. WHEN I START WRITING

IN EXTREME PAIN.. TO ESCAPE PAIN

THAT NO DOCTOR’S DRUG WILL

TOUCH.. YES.. I FIND THE

POWER OF GOD

IN HUMAN

POTENTIAL BY LOOKING

WITHIN.. IN BALANCING

MY MIND AND BODY..

THROUGH MUCH GREATER PHYSICAL

INTELLIGENCE IN REGULATING EMOTIONS..

INTEGRATING SENSES.. AND INCREASING

COGNITIVE EXECUTIVE FUNCTIONING

BY WAY OF FOCUS AND

SHORT TERM

WORKING MEMORY

IN A SYNERGY OF ALL

I DO..

SO YES.. FOR ALL

PRACTICAL INTENTS

AND PURPOSES

I AM

REPORTING

THAT I AM

MORE OR

LESS

‘LUCY’..:)

AND I HOPE THE SAME

FOR WHOMEVER IS READING

THIS AS WELL AS THE KINGDOM

OF HEAVEN IS REAL NOW!

I FIND IT AND I HOPE

AND PRAY THE SAME

FOR ALL OTHERS TOO..

AND I WILL CONTINUE TO

DOCUMENT THIS PATH

IN MY TRAVELS

OF THIS

NEVER ENDING

STORY

!NOW!

http://freeversenudepoetry.blogspot.com/2015/08/grandfathers-never-met-but-heard-and.html

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