Hmm.. Still working on ‘tHaT’ ‘clothed’ Version oF A Yin and Yang Tree Human iN front of Cordova Mall by or on top of the Fountain.. hEhe.. aS Well NoW as thE Modern Duke Nuk’em 4D Version online too as true.. no matter what ‘they’ Do you WiLL to Be a Statue iN Front of Cordova Mall oN Top of the Fountain NoW iN 4D Land of Heaven with no Moon or Sun NoW iN E-Land NoW too eARTh2 so aBove.. yes.. so beLow2 and sPeaKinG oF ThAT “SeCrETS NoW iN BRoaD BAnDSiGHT” is coming later and sooner as E-line Publish too in a place with no distance.. space or time online too.. hehE.. deeper meanings alWays in plain site for those with sublime eyes and ears that see and hear a little more.. NoW.. So.. lET’s juST DancE and SinG as RefRain aGaiN.. aS Katy Perry WiLL Do too.. anyWay.. while i’m WoRKinG oN thE ‘oTHeR’ one this is it for the 793rd/ 122nd MacroVerse CoMinG too.. respectively as “SonG oF mY SoUL” at 5 Million words or so as Longest Long Form Poem NoW iN the 48th Month of Writing that And the Chapter NoW of that titLeD VeriLY2 “Nether Land Bible 2017” approaching surely and VeriLY3 1,871,395 Words very soon aS oNe2.. in a little over 14 months WriTinG TiME too..:)
Himali provides words from the Online Word Porn Generator on FB that very nicely say..
“Never be ashamed of how much you love or how quickly you fall. Love fully, love completely, but most importantly, Love naturally- and don’t you ever apologize for it.. Don’t ever be sorry for loving the way your heart knows.”
So.. i return the sentiment with..
That’s how i for one particularly fELt.. then.. when my Mother took her last breath as it was easy for her as that is the way she lived all her other breaths… Happy Friendship Day Himali.. aGAiN mY FriEnd.. WiTh Love..:)
Meanwhile Rafiah provides some what of a cynical sentiment on the hooray of Friends Day but never the less tags three of her friends.. hehe.. four including me so i go on to say..
SMiLes.. i For one feel Honored to Be Mentioned As one of Your top Three Facebook Friends.. Everyday is Friendship Day with Rafiah.. Thanks Dear For Just Being Rafiah..:)
And seeing my mistake i return and quickly add to correct..
Oops.. mis-count.. number 4…;)
Rafiah returns again to say that there are no number counts for quality of friends in quantity as such so i return again.. elaBoRaTiNG as USuAL WiTH..
True.. Like i Said BeforE.. Rafiah.. NoW aS above so below.. inside.. outside.. And all a Round.. wheNever anoTHeR Neuron.. Star.. Or Human Holds Hands With Words Around the Globe.. God SMiLes More in Multi- Verse oF FriEnds..:)
And as far as ‘that ET’ SonG goes with Katy Perry.. not reAlly appropriate for a tHeMe SonG for all of this but never the less the Katrina and i were just discussing how it fits wRiTe iN with so much stuff that is going down for real now beyond and above and below and inside and outside and all around for NoW@TLeaSt.. i Have to pass my Cholesterol Blood Test in the Morning.. Fasting and all that stuff so i better get some rest as tHeRE is so much more to coMe afTer juST AnoTHeR Morning Star Break as Katrina randomly passes/stops too through Isaiah 22 then 44 and now stopS HeaR on 53.. four years ago to date NoW like Katy Perry ‘Rises2’.. i sort of transfigured and transformed iNTo A Phoenix And Butterfly at age 53 then.. too CoMinG WaY ouT oF Mechanical Cognition PaRTS finaLLy RiSinG HeARTS HiGHeR than Dead ZoNe Days of 66 Months.. oh.. ‘you’ didn’t get the memo.. anyone can be a prophet.. if they move out of the box of organized life enough in systemizing ways.. for ‘you’ Horatio’s and those who do not entirely fReaders digest aS A OcEaN WHole RipLeY’s BeLieVe iT or NoT ReaLiTY NOW.. It’s oKaY.. ‘you’ aS aLWaYs you have eternity NoW to leArN yOUr WinGs.. while meanwhile the plain clothes cops MoVE oN to Greener LiVinG MeaDoWs WiThIN NoW as ‘they’ DancE and SinG ALiVe.. yeS.. oNce aGaiN Class.. inside.. outside.. above.. so below and all around.. And VeRiLY and surELY BeyONd aLL ThAT JaZz too.. Yes.. BeYONd RaiNBoW CoLoRS TrUELiGhT and any poT of GOld beYoNd thE HeaVeN WiTHiNoW2..:)
It’s a small SMall World When i Come To Play And the Play Ground is full of friends i actuAlly FeeL And Sense And KNow Each And Every Day As FriEnd SHip Day SailS oN WitH Hello HiMaLi.. Happy Monday to you..:)
Himali Returns on her Blog.. Celebrating Happy Days with..
Hello Fred, Happy Monday and belated happy friendship day to you. Saint Halo Headed Face Emoticon and Smile Face Emoticon
i return again with..
Never Too Late To FriEnd.. HiMaLi WitH SMiLes..:)
Hugs. Two Flavors of Red Heart Emoticon
FinAlly i saY iN ConClusion..
DuH wHaT DuH yA EXPeCT iT’s NoW A PiCTuRE ACTioN BiBLE FoR Memorial Day 2018 iT’s True “Facebook Profile Pic Bible 2018” less than 1.618M “PHI Bible” Words… BoTH VeRSioNs oF HoRuS CoMinG ALonGeR As “SonG oF MY SouL AnD NeVeR LanD BiBLe 2017” SAdLY.. Katrina iS NoT EnJoYinG thE Goddess ISIS tHinGy nEarlY aS MuCH BuTT…. PLeasE Don’T SeND Me YeT tHiS eARTh HeaVeN iS SO! Much! FuN! THiS SHiT is GeTTinG Too Easy i’M Ready for thE NexT PLaNeT BuTT… iT’s liKe ‘tHiS InVisible WRiTinG’ cAMe ouT wRiTE oN TiME..;) iF yoU reALLy FucKinG Wanna Do Jesus/Osiris Ya Gonna Do Martial ArTist AND BAllerina NaH NoT smart FucKinG CRay CRay smART WiTH heART..;)
THaT’s onLY 38.. Need FouR MoRE FB PRoFiLE PicS FoR MeaNinG oF LiFE 42..;)
“God is very big..Bigger than the skies…bigger than the earths …And his place is over there in the hearts of the believers …So our hearts are bigger than anything in the whole universe!”
SMiLes.. mY FRiEND SoHEIR aS yOuR Picture Story AnD SkeTch as WriTTeN Words you provide Does SaY iN Question?.. wHeRe iS GoD as GoD iS LoVE and YoU HaVE ALLaH iN A HeArT oF LoVELiGHT AwaY FroM DaRK oF FeaR And HaTE.. JoYFuLL ALLaH HeAR DeLiGhT foR All to GiVE and SHaRE And yoU and mE mY friEnd have somEThiNG ElsE iN CoMMoN for you are onLY HeaR to GiVE and SHaRE So.. heir.. tHeRE are no Copyrights anyWHeRe ViSiBLE HeaR FoR See as wHO and wHaT anD wHeRE CopyRiGhTS GoD any less thaN GiVE And ShaRe but HUmans Lost iN miRE of WasHinGToN BLacK DoLLaR BiLLs LiNCoLN CeNts SenT aLonG WiTH MoDerN VerSioNs of ToKeN fAMe and FoRTuNE iN Terms of LiKes Follows Shares and oH Lord eVen Views but iF we arE GiVinG anD SHaRiNG oUR LIGHT suReLY ShiNeS LiGhTHoUSe FuLL WitH No ReGrETs For BLiNdS oF LiGhT MoRE tHaN sOme are ready to accept.. so sure.. i’ll share YoUR Words as LiGhT GoeS oN iN PicTURE TaLe WaYs aLonGeR WiTh WordS Per sAY iN DancE and SonG Too My FriEnd and surELy and VeRiLY thiS FiTS wRiTE iN FoR Me Inshallah as yoU SinG too iN DancE of iF aND aS GoD WiLLiNG NoW BeYoNd UNiVerSE oD LoVE LiViNG iN anD aS uS.. TrUE EveRY PiCTuRe tALes A HuMaN Story BeyONd Distance Space and TiME BeYOnD iNFiNiTY Too Within as SPiRiT heARTs SoUL LOVE FoR NoW mY FriEnd..:)
i Love Your Art Soheir As Love Is The Biggest GoD ArT oF All..:)
Ah the left oh the right right the oh left the ah wHoLE Chaos ControlLeD ControlLeD CHaos PerFect as PracTice WitH iMperfectionS BeaUty.. otHeR thaN tHaT hiGH LiLLiaN WiTH SMiLeS NoW oF oNe crooKed bottom left tooth… Having theM all IS A plUS of HappiNess iNSMiLeS oFNoWoNE CrooKeD LeFTTootH..
PerfectionisMalMost litteRally kilLed mE iN mIDdle aGe unTiL i DancE And SinG NaKeD aS A ChiLD As PaN ALiVE..
NaYe KNoW Haibun HeaR Fredbun LiVeS oN FReED.. WitH Fredku And Fredfu iN Martial ArTS2..;)
GreaTest Poem i FeeL and SenSe and yeS.. Zee.. KNow IS A Peace oF MiNd and BoDy BaLanCinG ForcE thaT IS A soUL HeART SpiRiT BLiSS CAlm CeNteR eYe oF A Hurricane iN WiNdS WitH No LiMiTs oR ExpecTaTioNs Total Peace witHin BRinGs aS BReeZE oF FiRe PasSioNs WitHiN.. ReST HiGHeR BLoWs PEace StaRTS WitH A DancE Ends and BeGiNs WitH A SonG oF LoVE iN Free.. stART LiVinG WiTH A NeVeR EnDinG Story Land Book of Life afraid to make one mistake.. NoW aLL the Chaos iS BeaUtY aS onLY within was is truly the Chaos i made as iNK BloT TeST oN FiRe CoNTrOL OdE.. NoW Thinking about my Father today.. 46 Yrs in Law Enforcement exercising James Bond Cool through every day of my existence knowing him and never knowing him tHeRe.. one thing i do kNoW anD FeeL is he was/is human just out of practice iN Words of Love output.. Value of Poetry iN Words caring feeling sensing more than ‘fore.. MoVinG MaKinG tHaT CoNNecTioN MoRE CreaTinG WiTh LoVE mY FriEnd.. what just one poem from him could mean but true life lived in his eYes too.. and after i faced the breath of Death three times i WILL to WiN the gAMe oF Love no longer Spectator Sport NoW i Dance and SinG.. LesSon oF Death three times over and a Father with few words for his son.. as finAlly i am NoW ‘that’ Father with words that shine on more than just green to blue eYes liT UP to SMiLe.. God took my eyes and ears away for 66 months to lEarn to BRinG Words aLiVe as SMiLes.. otherwise i would have likely sTiLL Been ‘tHat’ oTHeR Father.. that as the wife Katrina reminds rarely spoke for almost two decades at home.. as you might imagine Zee that’s no longer ‘the’ ‘Fredache’..;)
WeLL.. yeah.. considering there were 42 Pictures and i’ve literally taken close to 120K photos in Four Years of what’s uP getting better at it like when one writes 12 Million Words in 81 months or 5 Million Words in 47 months or 1.871 Million Words in a little over 14 Months And VeRiLY Dances In Public for 7777 Miles in 47 Months too.. life’s a Numbers and Arts gAMe of incReaSinG all types of HuMaN iNtelligence from head to toe And BeYoNd what Science can repeatably experiment and confirm with the same confirmed human results when humans are as varied as DanCinG And SinGinG Multi-Verse Mini-Me Gods kNoW And FeeL and SenSe foR NoW @LeAST.. And then aLonG WiTH HuMaN PoTenTiaL AS A aGaPe LoVe with no bounds of limits or expectations sET BeYoNd iNFiNiTY NoW as Colorful as Painting MoRE with all the Waves of Astrocytes BRains in more Neurons connecting iN BoDY than BraiN of as Many Stars as Neurons that are in the Milky Way and head to toe of cells so far seen in smaller particles too than electrons spiraling Nucleus of Life iN around A Quadrillion or so number of Bio-Chemical-Electrical Connections as many Stars as there are noted in Seen UniVerse NoW.. it’s incredible BeinG A HuMaN when we all share these MoVing ConNecTinG CreATinG eYes around the Globe GiVinG Hand iN Hand oF Art and Science NoW even more as nows go on.. trUlY.. it’s nice to kNoW NoT NeXT as ‘we’ are the ones wHo CaN and WiLL Create MoST oF oUR ReaLiTies Free with yes.. a little hELp from FriEnds of Past and PreSeNt and the Rest of Creation too.. the Human Hero Archetype in verses of old testament and new testament and most all human cross cultural and other religious language essence is basically same.. rise up past dARk iNto LiGht and GiVe and ShaRe ETernAlly NoW iN HeaVeN MoRe.. trUe.. it’s not like a goal with just a huge cross it happens it happens and when it really happens it GroWs as EtERNaL SoUL as BLiSS thAT DanceS SinGS FReED as HoME..:)
STeps aS DancE WOrds As SonG NauTiLusT LoVE GRoWs OCeAN WHoLE MoRE NoW
It’s true.. in Rod Stewart’s Prophecy every Picture tells a story repeats 24 times reverse it and voila.. ya get “42 Picture Prophecy” as title NoW for 122nd/793rd MacroVerse oF oNce aGaiN i DancE and SinG “Nether Land Bible 2017” and “SonG oF mY SoUL”.. respectivELY aS WoRD CouNT FloWs oN iN ZoNe As DancE and SonG SeT FReED WiLL VeriLY continUes to do at its on PAce in Creativity of Comfort’s Ease as it’s like delivering a Baby.. if you want it natural you lET the Baby come when the Baby is Good and GoD DaM ready to BReaK Free from a wOMb oF DaRK to LiGht NoW aBRiGhT ShINeS MoRE aLiVE senSe FeeL aND KNoW more less nothing aT aLL aLL N aLL.. hmm.. one day i’LL RaP iT but FoR NoW i’LL DancE iT SinG iT NoW a little gangsta too aT LeASt.. anyWay.. back to all 42 of them/those Photos.. NoW i faiLed to honorably mention my friEnd Greg from old Bowling Alley Days.. he.. Engineer by College Trade Bowling Alley Mechanic By Night aS HeY.. the days of underemployment iS NoT NeW NeWs in rural Red State Trump underdeveloped places.. for fancier pancier jobs if one does not work in the Health Care.. Industrio-Military Complex and generally speaking places and things to do that pollute the FucK ouT of the EnvironmentAlly SPeaKinG iN all the ways that STiLL cOmes now albeit improved much since the 70’s as Trumps would like to take us back to a place where Pace Florida Consistently is the place one takes their girl friend to kiss in the stanky Place of smoke stacks higher in Yellow plume bloom.. like the place i was raised in P-cola in a Trailer while my Father Chased down Moonshiners as a Beverage Agent then for the State of Florida in camouflage Busting under age sales of Booze to minors in bars too.. getting chairs broke against his back.. true if he stayed around probably would’ve made me into a Man’s man instead of a Ladie’s man hehe.. anyWay.. Good to run into Greg again still working for the Government where i worked too.. he’s been there now 32 years since ’85 where i officially early retired on disability after 25 years in 2009 since Summer of ’84 where i spent the last year and half on sick and annual leave as i rarely took either and when i stood to lose annual leave as an employee working most every Holiday day in the perk of Double time Pay as a Government Worker too.. with 33 years in official pay status as an active employee since age 16 as Janitor to stArt.. then Book Store Stock Clerk then Archaeology Research Associate doing too all three part time jobs at one time point at the University of West Florida Burning the Midnight Oil in every which way and coming upside with three College Degrees in Anthropology.. Social Sciences Interdisciplinary and Health Science to boot too in Health Leisure and Sports Department too.. with the Admissions Assistant saying what in the World are you gonna do with all that knowledge Fred and as Interviewed by the Pensacola News Journal as My Mother and Sister and me all Graduated in ’83 and even had a Sociology Class named ‘The Family’ all togeTHeR too.. and oh Lord.. such an outcast i was then.. at that point in life coming back from ‘a vision quest’ of sorts that my Friend Greg shared of his own at his University at around the age of 21 as that happens to Nash-like folks in all the ways that can unusually come with Fredenstein-like Brains too.. yep i was pArt of no human club then and eventually when i reached the tender age of 22.. i sprouted Bi-Polar Happy Wings aGaiN and off to Dance i go.. a rather still stiff but shake your Fred Butt Dance at “Club Disco 2001”.. i went in the 80’s and played the Piano for the Church Choir and used to run in 10K runs as i raised myself back up to Humanity until the DArk came aGaiN in 2008 After Moving from Bowling Center Manager.. to Support Assistant.. for a Captain of another Base to back to the Old Station and Community Activities Director.. And then.. last kid picked on sports teams Back in School Grades as Athletic Director then at the end and the wash and rinse cycle and getting hung out to dry finally came clean in LiGht aGaIn after 66 months and 19 medical Disorders iN DaRKest HeLL shut-in.. in my Bedroom then with the Literature assessed worse than Crucifixion Pain of type two Trigeminal Neuralgia too from wake to sleep.. Dysautonomia.. Fibromyalgia.. Sjogren’s Syndrome.. Severe Anxiety.. to go along with Anhedonia.. Severe Depression with that too.. Alexithymia.. Spinal Stenosis.. Severe Degenerative Arthritis along with other stuff and the worse numb of all worse than that assessed worst pain known to humankind of losing my emotions and not even a reference point to what a smile or a laugh felt like and if i had ever really laughed before as when one really loses emotions they lose all reference points to emotions as memories are emotions.. yes.. point of no return it seems then in Hell with no way to get back and no Doctor with any pill to bring ’em back butt wait and see if you ever go pass Death iN LiFE LiFE aGaiN as Humanity iSReaL BeinG HuMaN MoVinG ConNecTinG CreaTing agAiN and yeah.. almost 40 days with no sleep in the Lent Spring Period of 2008.. And God Dam right i counted every day as that’s all i could do without effective use of eyes and ears and only then pain and numb.. 1 hour of Alpha Blocker Assisted Sleep to get my Dysautonomia run away Heart Rate and Blood Pressure under control enough for a card board shallow.. less than 1 hour of sleep for the first 35 out of 40 and none for the last 5 of 40 where i found the hidden keys and couldn’t drive past 55 to run into a tree to end it all as i had followed the God dAM rules all of my life and sure that reaSon saved my life too and pArt of the ReAson the Spock parT of me still lives on NoW iN ReASON too.. As Yang with the Crazy Yin too in BaLanCinG ForCE NoW.. ah.. the pleasure of Asperger’s Syndrome NoW to mix with Bi-Polar too.. it’s true i’ve been to hELL and LiVE iN HeaVeN NoW.. and if my life doesn’t fit Isaiah 53 no other one does either as it is a story as ancient as the illusion of time.. just the Human Archetype of the Hero Journey from dARk to LiGHT but never the less a pretty dam good story from stArt to end to stART aS NOW.. hehe.. aT LeAST the Legend pART of DancE assessed by the Metro Audience WitH sMiLes of Young Women Greeting me now most everywhere i go sets a balance VeRiLY Sure with shut-in John Nash Life for 66 months.. trust me.. better to have a beautiful dance and song then shut in intellect grown then to Stressed out StoNE.. anyWaY.. as ‘they’ say.. i continue oN to ‘Great Work It’.. as NoWs oN.. Reverse and Forward iT too aS LiGhT From dARk ForcE NoW too Sort of Brilliant2.. And yeah.. Back in University Life when the News Paper interviewed me about what my goals were.. sure it was a bit of a pipe dream that i too could fulfill the University Motto of Oliver Wendell Holmes.. ‘Build thee more Stately Mansions’.. but then as i told the interviewer.. the ultimate goal as Anthropologist.. yes.. i study people now.. big time as ‘they’ Dance and Sing too MoRe.. never the less i KNeW My Destiny iN the last few days on that campus was.. way back in ’83 thaT i would WiLL accomplish later what no man had dared to do before.. and yes that was my Father’s Twin Brother’s Quote in his Senior Photo too.. and my Father’s was don’t do today what you can put off until tomorrow.. as twins go.. i did both putting it off until age 53 through 57.. and by the way that was his age with mine now 57 at 29 in the photo from ’89.. but never the less and alWays more.. mY prophecy did DO and is truE NoW.. Be aLL YoU Be LoVE ALL Ye WiLT HarMinG No OTHeR eXcept for the Occasional buttHUrToN Course.. Yes.. mY butt presses half a ton 33.. times too.. And i CaN and WiLL Prove iT as i alWays BacK iT uP..;)
WHeN A HoMeLesS WO/MaN BeCoMeS A KinGQueeN oF A UNiVeRSe Multi-Verse MoRE
Rafiah says on her FB Status Wall.. It translates as mediocrity hurts an idealist more. In return i explain.. SMiLes.. Rafiah.. i was/am trying to Relay tHaT FeeLinG WiTh iDeaListic Word Play.. as i translate that the Juxtaposition of ‘those’ two words is enough for me to feel the iDeal of what mediocrity does to idealism more as less than 140 Character Life.. hehe.. As i’ve lEarned to embrAce medioCrity to siMply SpRinG BoReD HiGHeR off oF iT for the EVoLuTioN oF mY soUL DanCinGSinGinG SPiRiTHeARTHiGHeR than words alone WiLL ever DO feel sense as KNoW more than words… In school.. i learned all the words in the world i see.. when i graduated i left the words behind.. NoW putting THaT into words is really a JoB of JOB iN Biblical terms for the MunDane of words.. alone as empty shells of noTHInG..:) Rafiah Literally returns again with again.. It translates as mediocrity hurts an idealist more. And as usual as is my Nature now i ElaBoRaTe MoRe.. Hehe.. i think i ‘see’ what you are doing hear.. Rafiah.. to me at lEAST.. Hmm.. wHeRE to SpRinG boARD NexT.. oKay.. Yang makes Yin in other words we Need Mediocrity to SPRinG BoaRD Idealism.. And opposites attract for this very ART oF LiFE in both directions of conservative and liberal too for the Green Pill of LiFe over just the Red and Blue Matrix options of such as only Yin and Yang without the Cool Center Peace of Green.. Hehe.. i need you for you help make me FeeL Green With Rafiah..:) “the quality or state of being mediocre.” “heroes rising above the mediocrity that surrounds them” Well.. Rafiah i am mediocre smART for years and almost all my life most no one cared to be my friend more than what i could do for them.. when i left work i was no longer worth anything to anyone in touch other than a stone weight and sure the family who lived with me who saved my life in illness.. and coming back from hell and even being nice now to people relatively few will actually sit and listen to me who have the time to hear and see what i fully say.. today it was a Black Homeless man from Houston riding his Bicycle doing odd jobs as a Carpenter and Roofer and Yard Work to make a meal.. leaving his home with empty pockets and relying on the kindness of strangers to make his way.. he understood the Healing of Emotions through Movement Intuitively as i do and the Sensory Integration and the Peace NoW that comes from that as he does not spend his time away from Nature becoming the tools that Humans make in machine mind cognition.. thing is.. i feel and sense and kNoW better for what it means to have A HeART express thAT HeaRT iN SPiriT as MiNd and BoDy BaLanCinG soUL wHeRe none of my words have any value as compared to that DancE as i did this as a shut in without a Body Mind oF Feel and Sense of Alive many years.. with no reciprocal communication from others.. you are not mediocre.. in fact as i told you long ago.. Rafiah is Special.. Rafiah is my Personal Hero for then now Rafiah is one of very few Human Beings who saw/see me and kNew/fELt/SeNsed Sees who i was/am deep within when i left Hell on eARTh and Entered Heaven aGaiN.. oF HeART oF SpiRiT oF SoUL iN MiND and BoDy within.. see.. the ‘thing’ is Rafiah.. you see not all people see.. in fAct very few see like you do and that makes you far from average as you are super hero too..:)
MeDioCore SinGS iDealS oR NoNE..:)
WHen SHade beCoMeS mUse aLL tHaT’S LeFT oF hELL iS EL..LiGHT YeS.. SMiLeS eVeN iN HeLL AS HeaVeN SHiNes WiThiN…NoWNoW AnD trUe tHeRE iS No hUmaN aRT aBoVe thE HuMaN NudE FoR tHosE wHo FeeL anD SenSe liFE MoRE.. OuT oF Words aS eMptY sHeLLs iN dARK NoW tHrU LiGHT aGaiN.. CloTHeD oR Not DeSiRinG LiFE MusE BUrNs BRiGhT NaKeD FreeDconStraining RuLes CulTuRe LoReS..:)
WeLCome FriEnd Lillian With Shade To FocuS LamP LiFe..:)
StraighTest WhiTest RarELy SMiLes Tooth Metaphor ‘Modern Civilized Life’ Truth
— Reformed Spock
It’s True i Used to be iRobot2..;)
Left Foot Right Foot Balance OnE ForcELight
When you re-tire.. You can figure it All out.. at least For self.. i CaN WiLL DancE and SinG That Confidently Now and Yes.. Fearlessly with Bi-Polar and Asperger’s too.. But Never without a DancE And SonG as Cognitive Behavioral Therapy IS Shells of Empty Words compared To the The Physical Intelligence Of Free Verse Dance and Song that and Who regulates emotions And integrates senses To cure the inside Of Human Imbalance.. My Psychiatrist Initially said no recovery Possible and eventually When i cured my Self.. he quit His practice To teach Movement Therapy In a Teaching Hospital in South Florida so in this case Arts like Tai Chi beat Medicine and So-called Talk Therapy Hands up and is Most Definitely used now To treat children on the Autism Spectrum too now that Science Is understanding that our Mind Lives Better In a Body Balancing at Center point Bliss.. No lessons even required.. Left foot right foot Balance One Force Life.. Smiles.. i don’t Charge a i Thing when i teach ‘them’..;)
Be aLL YoU Be LoVE ALL Ye WiLT HarMinG No OTHeR
iF oNe looks real hard at the photo of my Maternal Grandmother Holding me as an infant.. the same RailRoad Trestle in Today’s Photo is the same RailRoad Trestle in 1960.. the year of my Birth tHeRe at the Home of my Grandmother who born in 1903 is my same age now at age 57 then as the age of my Father is in the photo with Katrina too.. in front of his Snow Covered Roof In Tallahassee at Christmas 1989.. first trip Before Marriage with Katrina to his Home then.. surely raising up the value of me to him as normal human son a little more with the Katrina at my side Dream Wife who never really ages since 19 years of age then in 1989.. in fACT more a fine wine she is now as LiVinG through someone’s Hell for 66 months will surely do in John Nash- like Wife Beautiful Mind ways too except in this exception unlike his real life story the Wife stayed with me as strong is as strong does when hell comes with the Marriage Package And A Real DEvil on Earth too before A change back to a Real Angel on eARTh oNce again mY Birth right as AngELs carry in LefT Hand MiNd oF BeinG LiGHT before they fall and rise again more.. these are metaphors for Human Archetypes for any right hand literal thiNKin’ Minds wHo can’t see passwords as sHells with nary a LiVinG SoUL WiThiN SpiRiTinG HeArT HiGHeR than Death as Life.. as the killer’s rumble of little man weakness sings its Nuclear Refrain from the White House today as Sheep of that timid Feather all Bark and no real bite of MaN as MaN CaN and WiLL Be more than little man NoW WiTh WiLL And Strength PoWeRed by Grace and Love more than dArkNeSS Breeds Misery and Company out of Joy WeLL.. a little water and bread iS iN-Store but no.. not just a little wafer and wine the LiViNG oNE WiThiN coMes back or not to continue a die or re-birth as LoVE aS LiGHT NoW.. WiLL See wHeRE tHeRE aRe GoD sKeYes Hope STiLL Drizzles over Killing eARTh Stature of little man dreAMs so small so small so small a soul grown to bLacK HoLe soul.. And yes.. SpeaKinG of ToWeRinG SoULs NoWTHeN my Grand Mother’s SoUL ALTerNatELY Rugged Hands and Demeanor from raising two sisters.. she dropping out of school to pick cotton for a Father after her Mother Died with Breast Cancer at a young age.. the two sisters going off to College and Graduating where the Older Sister stays home as wife and cotton picker as daughter sister same to raise the younger sisters for thrive of life as Love WiLL Do when LoVE.. is real and then first woman to wear slacks in Rosie the Riveter World War II Days in town selling Auto Parts and then Waitress for Decades Working 7 days a week twelve hours a day.. in case you think my 6 miles or so average Dance per every day of the year in public is any real big deal if you can imagine the miles that come with Waitress feet 12 hours a Day Seven Days a Week for Decades then true by about this time in her life she is worn out and that same Love Bred to raise her Sisters after her Mother Dies comes back to her as My Mother Supports her soon after this when my Father Leaves my Mother for the fact that my Mother would rather raise children than do what my Father’s first love is to make money and one day fulfill an illusion of an American Dream to get rich that means nothing nothing at all within a Kingdom of Heaven NoW.. that he could have had then but he didn’t know but he didn’t know and so many people never feel and sense a Never Ending Story Nether Land oF HeaVeN isREaL WiThiN NoW more real than any brick and mortar home or car one will ever touch as glass and metal more than HuMaN SoUL ALiVE as GOD anyWay at age 3 this became my Home after My Father left the Trailer that at that time was moved to Bagdad Florida.. a Shot Gun River Home.. Wood Floor raised with concrete pads.. Home Shaken to core every time a Train came by signaling the time of gone.. the time is now and no longer time for me for in this Kingdom of Heaven within the same one that THE Homeless Man ON the River lives as a REAL JESUS TOO.. per Christ oF LiGht NoW oF Love within with no time at all but beyond inFiniTy oF Love.. oNcE aGaIN uPOn A TiMe thAT NeVeR LanD NeTHeR FaLLs foR NoW.. iN NeVeR EnDinG NeTHeR Land Stories LiGHT And TrUE NoW too.. this Love is Real.. this Love is ReaL this LOVE ISREAL.. the real place thaT God’s sKeYes LiVe WiThiN..:)
Destroying the Earth Closing the Doors of Freedom Turning the Different Away And taking Health Care too and Sending the Disabled Home to die.. if he could if he could if he can he will.. shall i for one have Sympathy for this Liar for this Human with little to no integrity and honesty and loyalty and character more than a wish for status and power more for even the potential for him to love himsELf.. people don’t do this fresh hell who love themselves the only people who do this fresh hell are the people who deep deep down hate themselves rotten to core.. yes.. little man or woman and or eTc Syndrome from any PLaNeT NoW for a root rot from God thAT UniVerSaLLy NoW MorE Less FeeLs No hoME wiThiN as LoVEGOD.. thE Lamp is Dead Long Live tHE LiGHT.. Sure Lucifer as any LiGht BrinGeR fer or ferd of even fred NoW WiLL CoME KinGDoM aS Such is cool enough for me.. LuKE HoT already KNoW wHeRE the DEvil Lives Been that Angel and can’t even fathom what it’s like to be A Devil without even experiencing Angel First.. TrUE.. i have loads of empathy and sympathy and compassion NoW for Trumps NoW as they have no reference point for Angel or God or Devil Be NoW LiGHT aLiVE.. trUe.. dAT.. thE Judas often Bleeds Most.. Poor Trumps Poor Trumps perhaps the poor of Spirit Rich one day as me as me out of heLL out of dEvil into risen angEL once again in HeaVeN oNlY HUMaN afTer aLL N aLL. BeFoRe NoW..:)
WeLL iF oNe can/will remember thaT first time they were/are really ‘touched’ and Hear See A SonGsDancE Deep within then now no refrain only pulSing toucH of Virgin Hand.. hmm.. well now it’s true Don’t Look Back HeaVeN SinGs more than Virgin Touch sure entry level ground floors to Heaven butt never the less just entry LiGHT from within so below as above more aS LiGht hmm.. 18 year old dreAms fulFilLed in ’78.. 33 rpm’s of Boston Don’t Look Back aHead moRe eNgorging DreaMs oF GoD isREAL no more cliffs or sorrow NoW onLY tEars of Strength See Ocean wHoLe LoVE MoRe ShoReS ExPanDinG BeYoNd iNFiNiTy NoW anD sure i remember thaT Virgin Hand of Love thaT is aLways Fresh LoVe NoW exPaNSinG MoRe aS DanCELiGHTNoWSiNGS..:)
OnE THinG TwO THinG ThreE THinG MorELoVE DanCinG SinGinG PoEtrY…FLoWinG… ‘ToWeRs’ ‘Building More Stately Mansions’ Addiction. iT’s KiNDa siMplY Lose yOUR HuWoMaNitY Do somEthing ELsE Hmmyn.. Thing Missing from Church.. Dance and Love that’s why i Go to Old Seville/Stores..;)
Hmm.. well.. consideRinG Science now suggests We create an ‘illusion’ Of Life as We go Based on Our previous Experience wHeRe The real nurturing Bond of Love Exists in Oxytocin ‘Breast Fed Life’.. tHeRe Is no SeNsecor FeeL or need to KNow Chaos wHeRe Two come togEtHeR In this Bio-Chemical- Electrical Connection Of Love.. ha.. no Wonder ‘they’ Call this Love God As Yellow Boy Worships Katrina attached To her lap Day And Night In Praise Of all the fear Of the unknown It takes away.. nah ‘Those’ religious folks Who see Love as God Ain’t Blind.. Bleeding HeART Liberals And all ‘dat Love Jazz in Blanket of existence comfort..:) Hehe.. Bull shit.. I don’t wear pants.. iN thE FaMiLY.. Shorts Only 365 7/24 at most..;)
Just for example… given.. If only Trump was assigned And Sucessfully completed a Waitress job for a Decade or So.. perhaps He’d have A thicker Spine And Soul And not Worry so Much over Different Views Of Life that are Broader..;).. NoW.. Hymmmn.. three minutes left one thing two thing three thing more Cat in the Hat four and Children to raise without Fear iN smART CaT Unconditional LoVE.. ugh.. Jobs going away to machines temperatures rising around the globe.. once again those who are different are turned away.. People becoming tools more even machines even big screens even small screens in block letter text and emoji shits for smiles.. wHere to go wHeRe to gRoW iN LoVe when all of huwomanity is gone same and insane.. well yes of course as any gentle cat will go play feral play live Dance and SinG aWaY fRom BAlls oF ConFusions Fires Nuclear Wars oF Fury more than FucKinG Die NoW toGeThER alone.. heads stuck in screen And text of scream hands over mouth oPen sKull dArk TWiLiGHT ZonE DreAMs.. haha is that enough naH it’s never enough CaT iN HaT For Human PoTentiaLSinGS F u N o W WitH MoRE DanCE NoT jUSt joTs oF 140 Characters and less aS TwiTTer liNk sMall sHares And giVes oF LiFE iN GOld Fish St(R)uck Aquarium atTenTion as less than more as less than more.. aS God Dam Straight lines eVen Science sHows thiS trUe iN LiGHT oF daRk iN less and less human potential specialized every which way but laser focus noW iN Beethoven Symphonies And Mozart Orchestra DancEs and SonGs of Einstein’s DreAm of no longer insane as different comes in life time now milestones of more.. oKay.. thiS sHit is GoinG deeP Back to DancE and SonG sMiLes FoR AiR..;)
Butt beForE i go somEWHeRe ELsE So MucH LIGHtER iN aRea oF PoEtree.. A Word or two about my Maternal Grandfather Dying at age 49 from Stomach Cancer never Pictured anywhere in Family Photos for he with Great Grandfather Full Sioux Indian Heritage as only related by the one family Member still mentioning his life worthy of living and My Mother who admitted that she was embarrassed of him when he came to visit her in school all unshaven dirty wandering Homeless man once from a rich family book keeper by profession fell off a roof with traumatic brain injury stayed in bed for ages she said.. and ended up living in a home with a dirt floor with a woman my Grandmother referred to as a Hermaphrodite then as she was probably just an older Hispanic Lady with a little more Beard than usual for a female then.. he played the fiddle on the road hopeless wanderer for so long too.. saving grace perhaps but who really knows he too could have been A Jesus that Black Dude on the River Board Walk set free ’till Heaven’s Gate open Now within then too by the very end of stART as Love too one can iMaGiNe one CaN Hope one can Create liGht out of hiStory told of dARK.. but see if one only kNew we never reAlly die one miGht FeeL and SenSe tHat he is somewhere else truly alive in flesh and blood playing the Fiddle NoW as Love WiLL do iN HuMaN Form.. kinda sad no one can even describe him ever more really than unshaven and dirty.. true i’m blessed with eYes that see so much Deeper than Adam of Dirt.. And speaking of that my wife who if she had her way would take all cats and homeless folks in to take care of if her OCD would allow her germaphobia to do that sadly as is the case of human differences with even ‘Isis’ too.. yes.. the HuMaN Condition alWAys as Clouds make Sun and Night makes Day and Fear makes Hope and Hate makes Love and numb and pain make a believer ouT oF Fear oF Dark and cynic NoW of LiFE even more too as poor of spirit iNheRiTs MoRE Love And Meek inHeRiTs NoW A Kingdom of Love WiThiN.. as riches beyond any form of human tool.. even words away from this Living Love within.. it’s kinda sad to grow up without a Father without a Brother without any rough and tumble playmates in the home that bring the edge with the soft.. we sons and daughters with no home of Father end up raising our selves up that way perhaps with Lee Majors and the ‘6 Million Dollar Man’.. Robert Conrad and the ‘Wild Wild West’.. and as Far as Katrina and other Women who never even met tHeiR Father.. perhaps a Man who will never ever leave them never at all.. smiling eyes that say love and never mean.. My Father at least had Brothers and a Grandfather in his farm home.. there are so many children without a Father these days and so many children truly with parents slaves to jobs both and electric devices too.. along with children being raised by Purple Dinosaurs And By Folks who get pay to nurture Love that an entire village of men and women did and do even if the original Father is out of the family photo of flesh and blood life.. Riches of things Poverty of Love Mario in a Video game Never touchy feely hugs and eyes that say i will be heaR NoW even after the game and movie ends.. and Nature what about Nature and NDD A neW AGe disEase and Disorder of Nature Deficit Disorder NoW.. Be all you can be but don’t forget thE Love of Nature And God sAMe LiVinG within inside outside below and as above as touchy feely hugs from Loving eYes isReaL.. tHeRe is no Medicaid or Universal Health care ever to RePlace Love For thE heART thAT SPiRiT DancES and SinGS iN SoUL eYes oF LoVE MoRE THaN TooLs BrinG cOld iN meTal eYes oVer HandS NoW tHaT hOld ARms tHaT Hug Tree oF LiFE LoVE..:)
After Driving home from the River Walk and the Nice Black Homeless Jesus Man who drives his Bicycle from Houston to Florida every Summer for the last Decade or so.. spending his Winters Helping his Sister who is also around 67 Years of age or so.. With Her Skating Rink in Houston.. the stories he told of kindness from strangers as those who appreciated his Carpenter and Roofer skills in reliability… but sure.. the screams from windows of cars for those who despise anything different from what they live in and with and go to Church with still in what Nature and God sAMe Gives to Different eyes of closed Minds more too afraid of Different rubbing off too.. on same to make same Different too.. oh.. the fear thaT BRinGS iN hateful eYes and Screams from Car Windows too.. true too i dealt with that most of my life but pain then and outcast status brOught me strength of VictorY iN Love over any Vengeance now other than an eYe hidden by sHades that just says don’t even thiNk about it for i am one fully prepared for what comes neXT.. alWays NoW NoW iN Fearless eYe of Karmic Wisdom TruELiGht NoW.. but of course i don’t ride a bicycle.. i Dance face to face with all of REaLiTY NoW it can not esCape.. anYWay.. Katrina relayed that in Pensacola on a Street by a Veteran’s Cemetery.. a homeless woman peed on that Street and ‘a good samaritan in veteran christian clothes’ took a Video and shared it with police men to arrest her ass cold.. Fortunately.. the Good Cop Crew were on duty as they truly mostly DO in honor and integrity same as any Marine who is Good will do.. too.. iN ServE understanding the human condition a little better as any waitress will.. too.. still a lot to leArn now as we all do in a gAMe oF Life WitH Never Ending Colors NoW.. i don’t think Katrina’s germaphobia would have alloWed me to stop to see what’s wrong but i can only imagine NOW a Trump with A Camera to sCold.. so sad when Humanity Leaves the room COLD.
Spoon feeding is fun. i Finished A Hardest Burrito. i’m going outside to Move in more than one direction. DeCaDes i sPent FiLLinG mY HeaD WitH daTa dOwn LoAd cRaP FeeT A GReaTesT ASSeT NoTHinG NeW uNDeR A SuN oF HAppY ReaLLy STiLL NoW Oh GoD NoW My BurriTo iS COld anD HarD dAM iT Fred’s ReCiPE FoR GEt QUiCK LeGeNT StatUs ALWaYs MoVE iN MoRE THaN OnE Direction FaMouS iNviSible FooL tHaT’s ThE OnLY WaY i LoVE iT THinGs i tHiNk aBouT HeaTinG uP A FroZeN BuRRiTo Katrina Beading WitH Older Ladies Crazy Ass Dancing Fool = Famous Most Prolific Poet Ever = Invisible DeLecTaBLe iRoNy
“A modern day warrior Mean, mean stride Today’s Tom Sawyer Mean, mean pride
Though his mind is not for rent Don’t put him down as arrogant His reserve, a quiet defense Riding out the day’s events The river
What you say about his company Is what you say about society Catch the mist, catch the myth Catch the mystery, catch the drift
The world is, the world is Love and life are deep Maybe as his skies are wide
Today’s Tom Sawyer He gets high on you And the space he invades He gets by on you
No his mind is not for rent To any god or government Always hopeful, yet discontent He knows changes aren’t permanent But change is
What you say about his company Is what you say about society Catch the witness, catch the wit Catch the spirit, catch the spit
The world is, the world is Love and life are deep Maybe as his eyes are wide
Exit the warrior Today’s Tom Sawyer He gets high on you And the energy you trade He gets right on to the friction of the day”
PRophEt’s SonGs WiThiN ConCerT HAlls
Hmm.. before i run on over to Xenia and Frank’s Place and oh yeah.. gigoid’s place too.. considering when i told my Psychotherapist who spent many of her days with me since 2011 in the Dead Zone years that ended at the end of July 2013.. with skyrocket moods after than relatively speaking after the worst pain known to Humankind.. type two Trigeminal Neuralgia ended true.. i was out of balance not harming anyone or myself but still not able to sleep more than 2 hours a night four about 4 months after that.. yes.. Balancing Bi-Polar Disorder with Asperger’s syndrome has and still is an Olympic EveNt my entire life that is real of survive and thrive in the Kingdom of Heaven within that is real and Love now.. thing is when i told her i just finished writing a Bible one specifically named PHI comprised of 1.618 Million words in precisely 365 days.. per the Golden Ration Mean Number of 1.618 too.. her eyes lit up kinda like a 2 alarm fire delusions of Grandeur of the Religiosity kind one might and surely see in labeling human behavior in textbook ways.. thing is with the Asperger’s Syndrome i have a finest or shall i better put a fine pen and pencil for Accounting of Numbers and details of all kinds now with the much larger Bi-Polar exPaNsiVE View that Naturally comes too with infuse of Neurochemical greater and Neurohormone edge on the high tide side of roaring waves of fun.. and yes.. while it’s true i am the most prolific long form poem writing E-publishing Dude on Blogs in a 14 Month Period of time now approaching closer to 1.9 Million words soon.. more specifically as of last MacroVerse again.. 1.871 Million words as with all these photos the average word count of Blogs with all the copying and pasting to Facebook Profile Pics and such as that is gonna naturally go down and that’s just as well.. and although i estimate conservatively speaking 5 Million Words of “SonG oF MY SoUL” in now this 793rd MacroVerse as such since 8.18.13.. it’s true i didn’t actually take the tedious and never ending effort of adding them up as i go until Memorial Day of 2016.. but true.. i can prove every word of that in empirical analysis straight in repeatable way.. so.. since i’m kind oF A Numbers guy will just say most prolific ever in writing the Longest Long Form Now.. “Nether Land Bible 2017” in the Fourteenth Month of that not published for even a red Lincoln Cent for making money off of any of that even if anyone was interested in any kind of fee based value on what i do.. but you see i started out Financially Independent and even when i worked to serve people in the Service Industry in every job as servicing the needs of someone else in assistant way for 33 years of active work pay.. i always thought it rather stupid to have to work for money to help other folks live a Happier life.. reality of course says different so i complied the best i did successfully as such enough to do whatever the FucK i wanna do now.. that’s success Doing whatever the Fuck YouR True WiLL DEEP DOWN WITHIN says just do now with the WiLL and the Strength that comes with Pure Grace and Love.. that’s having it all to me.. and that’s wHaT i SpRinG Board off in Gratitude now in every now eternally in Heaven NoW it’s a best place to be i for one can and will imagine for do iN MoViNG CreaTinG ConNecTing Free For aLL ways.. yes.. i’m strange in ways that work very well for me.. way too strange now for those who are afraid of different and way too strange for anyone to put limits and expectations on what i do other than defriending me or blocking me or de-following me as sure i could just be dancing on a Beach Twirling in Bliss now and doing none of this at all.. thing is it rests my feet and gives me a similar bliss in the Zen of Nirvana now Free Falling Up with no ceilings floors or walls to contain me.. and when one attains this new NeO way of BeinG WaY.. let’s say ‘we’ built this city and this word MaNSioN is Far from over NoW RocK On with Peace LoVE SiGns forevermore NoW.. no delusions of Grandeur heAR and it’s not my fault if it is the young women where i go dance that smile at me and follow me around in video voyeur ways.. could be that i am a fool they see or their dream of what could be in a version of their own free man but never the less and more smiling faces i see.. wherever i go of the female flavor of free.. getting hi Fives from Guys is a rather new thing for me always seen as a Lady’s man you don’t wanna get too close to as too soft in grace afraid of Love much more.. too.. but the edge i employ Fully of Martial Arts now Yang and Yin all one with a ballET Poem free verse life now.. anyway.. considering i lived in hell side my wife for 66 months in no attention at all but an all everlasting pain and numb beyond the imagination of most and now i am used to a level of smiling attention and joy everywhere i go that most people likely don’t experience in all of the years of their life.. it’s true people like to be close to people who are having a blast of free life.. try it.. i promise the smiles will come after you too.. hmm.. and wHo kNows.. maybe even the smArt Phone video voyeur cameras but first of all you have to earn your AngEL Wings through the fire that makes fearless with no regrets or shame or any other illusory fears means you might have to find a way to stand naked in front of the entire world in all local and state and federal legally accepted ways too.. what ever it takes for Heaven is worth it..
BottoM LineS NoW..:)
Yes.. “Close to You”.. IS A Mighty Fine Wine NoW Fountain of Youth isREaL WitHiN.. Kingdom of Heaven As ”they’ DancE and SinG2.. particularly nice when shared with ‘close to you’ sMiLes..:)
SeriouSly NoW.. iT wOUld WiLL be crazy to take FuN SeriouSly.. too.. OxyMoron as ‘they’ saY iN LabEL WaY too..;)
AnyWay.. Thanks God.. The Katrina is Back Home Made Egg Rolls say bye bye To Frozen BurritoS NoW..;)
It’s Like Katrina’s still young Breasted shirts alWays STiLL Say NoW Life is Good FucKinG Period Now..:)
Oh yeah and those weren’t the bottom lines for tomorrow is the 53rd Month Anniversary of Blogging Poems with the very first Pre-MacroVerse of my original Blog.. KATiE/MiA Aghogday in Google Blog Spot Platform way.. as linked here now too that also serves as a revised edition for my About Section on Word Press too.. and of course what one sees on the side bar of my Numerous other Google Blog Spot Platform Blogs too.. 4 of them are active and two are set to private as risqué beyond public limits too.. of my own choosing Will now.. let’s just say that number 53 keeps popping up today and it’s kinda interesting that just for Personal Synchronicity sakes considering i am born on 6660 and the actual Comic Book Hero Hell Boy didn’t start his super hero career ’till age 53 either.. hehe.. and oh that wife of his.. dark hair with the Demon Spouts of Fiery Hell.. a little ironic that what the Catholic Church killed women for as demon possessed with Epilepsy my wife has too.. and as far as a home with a big yard and plenty of room to grow for two babies.. well there is the “SonG oF mY SoUL” and the offspring child of that as “Nether Land Bible 2017”.. yes.. tHeRe are signs like this available for everyone.. just have to get yoUR sELf iN thE HeaveN NOW alWays State of MiNd FinDinG SeeKinG NoW to See thiS State of FloweRinG LiFE beyond EveN A State of Florida Beauty NoW beHold ForeTold iN whatever Meaning and Purpose Holy and Sacred you for one GiVe all WiTh GoD NoW Free within FloWeRinG MoRE Colors than ever before.. sure.. Father is hear NoW..STiLL iN aS Me.. And while Katrina cut her hair short while i was/aM iN Hell.. i’m glad it’s much longer in HeaVeN now.. even though she did/does kinda look like Kate Jackson of Charlie’s Angels too.. but it’s true in Youth i had a recurring dream of being married to someone very much like Goddess Isis then and even noW iN an underground Cave/ River wHeRe Styx ran through too.. Grand Illusion Aku Aku and Pieces of EiGHT and stuff like tHaT2..;)
And it’s also true i’m a bit of a mix of that Bowling Alley Guy.. the Dude in Lebowski way.. Sheldon Cooper before i became Fly… Forrest Gump.. except i danced the width of the U.S. three times in terms of miles done.. yes.. just ’cause i still feel like doing it too.. eNjoy the practice FucK the goals relate the milEstones as they coMe and go in Bus Stops of Life and so many more experiences of the Human Kind as related in Fiction FAct that we should all be able to relate too.. duh.. common sense.. we share the same DNA.. what sets us apART most is how we accommodate and change for better or worse to the environment we are dropped in and move to next.. in other words you can do more than you know and do know.. just NoW MorE NoW A Matter of REMemBeRinG iNnatELy iNstinctuAlly iN iNtuitivEly getting iN touch WitHiN as any Neo Jesus Buddha Lao Tzu and Yoda Does too.. yes.. marketing 101 too with Hyper Bole Surrounding TrUtH And LiGht is/has alWays Housed And VehicLeD and VesseLeD ThaT Manna throughout all time.. NoW just pull away the chaff and voila one is EaTinG DrinKinG DanCinG SinGinG wheatwine aGaiN.. NoW only bread and water as the prisoners of hell still do say..;)
And now after wearing Black to Black to White Nike Shox Shoes with some Grey trim and after purchasing an informal count of what seems to be 16 Pair in almost Four years of Public Dancing the next thing in ’17 is hear NoW HeAR Nike RED SWISH A TRIM COLOR FIRST Color Nike Shox Avenue NoW Shoes.. And not unlike that Dude in Guardian’s of the Galaxy after his Mother Died of Brain Cancer if you remember that ‘letter’ she wrote too and After the Death of Forrest Gump’s Mom.. the Actual Adventure is just stARTinG now.. yep.. Four Years of Writing the Longest Long Form Poem at 5 Million Words waS iS oNly High School.. and the 8 Million or so Words on the Wrong Planet then.. Kindergarden and the 50 years before that FucKinG Pre-school off to UniVerSiTy NOW NeVeR ENdinG OceaN WhOle UniVerSe pLaY.. and nah.. no different than the dude no jobs hear true i am the craziest laziest busiest dude you likely will ever see on eARTh unless somEthing changes that i may hELp Make.. too..;)
It’s about time And it’s not about time now..;)
Final Offer Bottom LiNe NoW..;)
“Our most basic common link is that we all inhabit this planet. We all breathe the same air. We all cherish our children’s future. And we are all mortal.”
–John F. Kennedy
Franklin In The Gulf Mr. Kennedy Please Come Back TWo LittLe MeN PLaYinG Too iN CHicKeN BaT STuFF AiN’T No NuRSeRY RHYmE NoW… LeT’S PRaY/HoPE/WiSH NoW ReD IS A NiCE CoLoR BLooD oF LiFe VeRSeS PEnDinG DEaTH Oh Lord Side-tracked again with the Circus of Politics as the big 70 year old blonde top.. par for the course of impulsivity reined in a little TG by the betters lower than higher as usual intelligence doesn’t necessarily rise in politics and of course love as millstone more than float of LiGHT anyway not funny at all if one lives around the Japan and Guam areas to be taken a little more serious than a real estate deal as this go around it’s real.. Putting empathy on Trumps is like putting Lipstick on a Pig for eyeliner admires.. have no idea what that means but what FucKinG makes Sense at the top of politics these days.. the circus is still in town the big top continues to fall..;)
Hello gigoid.. hmm.. i’m particularly tired tonight could be a ramPage Writing spree today i’m guessing.. hehe after being out a long day yesterday in the Big Blue Room as you say.. necessity of a regular blood test for normal check-up purposes a day later than we originally thought it was always celebrating with a bad for ya Breakfast at Hardees ’till the next Cholesterol test comes as i if it gets a little high i ain’t gonna take any drugs no more than the insistence of high blood pressure medicine the day my Mother was deathly ill with normally 110 over 60 something Blood Pressure when no one is dying close to me as such.. we live in quick diagnosis quick label and quick fix society where all is neatly sorted as science and the greater arts of life in all the other ways of human intelligences potential are left to dry out and shrivel up to dust to dust NoW wHeRe humanity often leaves the room and yes the big blue room too.. the River is my Home the Sky is my Breathe.. the Lands are my feet and my Home is alive.. other than that glad to see you feeling up lately.. heaR.. my FriEnd..:)
“I saw Eternity the other night, Like a great ring of pure and endless light, All calm, as it was bright; And round beneath it, Time in hours, days, years, Driv’n by the spheres Like a vast shadow mov’d; in which the world And all her train were hurl’d.”
~~ Henry Vaughan, “The World” ~~
Eternity is a place with no illusory fears as fears are the Prison that shuts life down into a cLock of illusion outside of NoW.. i only caught short glimpses of this place before age 53.. once in the back yard.. once on a trip to Tallahassee and often on the Beach after a long walk.. i quit going for about 23 years and now as i’ve said i am the Beach NoW.. Paradise in a pocket with no cultural clothes at all NoW.. Fearless Free as Love GRoWs Ocean wHole more waves exPaNSinG DanCinG SinGinG even more spiral BRiGHT..:)
To grow old is to pass from passion to compassion.”
~~ Albert Camus ~~
i find one is better for the other and the other is one for the other better..:)
“A heart is not judged by how much you love but by how much you are loved by others.”
~~ The Wizard of Oz ~~
i suppose A final judge IS A last blink of life that loves.. or not.. One thing i FinD out iN life.. best for me.. is it is more important to love than be loved.. otherwise it’s just a given or forget me not..:)
“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.”
~~ Albert Einstein ~~
Beauty of Pantheism when all aRound is FReED Love without A human dog chain for Dog.. OR C A T..:)
“How you do anything is how you do everything.”
~~ Zen proverb ~~
Unstoppable and tired as shit..;)
“Tomorrow never comes! It’s all the same fuckin’ day, man!”
~~ Janis Joplin ~~
Do it counts more than any words NoW… except for stop..;)
Do not stand by my grave and weep. I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am a diamond glint on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle Autumn rain. When you awake in the morning hush. I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circling flight. I am the soft star-shine at night. Do not stand by my grave and cry. I am not there… I did not die.”
~~ Prayer of the Makah Indians ~~
Die is relative to all of existence whole we are alWays pART.. NoW Forests or not clapping WitH A LeaF oF FiG..:)
Facebook Friend Sherri Drops by ‘tween tWo and tHree and says.. since i’ve made the last/first three insights of twelve insights one word as numbers 1.. 2.. and 3..
Yes.. she jokingly asks..
Are you counting how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Roll Pop?…LOL…..One, two….LOL
i return again for the interim here with..
Well.. hehe.. per metaphor actually according to some bibles One all with no name is what God is and two is the power of love when two humans come
i prematurely press enter and the next FB comment comes and i come again here continuing with..
together and three can be a tree of life when two ones hold hands as H.. i’m kinda deep and so is God but sure we can metaphor God less in three letters or one number..;)
And i add..
Some people use 3.
Now back to the regularly scheduLeD Twelve Insights..
tHree LovE To YoU Too mY FriEnD A CHiLD’s EYeS GRoW LoVE HiGHeR OCeANWHoLE LoVEWaVESoNE ROaR NoW HuWoMaNSoULS CoLLeCTivELy EVoLVELoVE WordS oF LoVE SWordS CaUTioN WArNiNG WOrDS BeST iNSiGHtS UPoN MoRNinG LiGHT THRoNE SHoE aToP TWelFtH iNSiGHt ReD WHitE GRay AnD BLaCK APoLLo HeBeS ToWeRinG aBoVE SuPraOrGaNisM oF MiNDs HuwoManitY sPeaKs CReaTiViTy OnE VoiCE DiFFeRenT sAMe
“Beyond The Gate Cooling In the Forest Satisfaction Textures Journey In Time Sea Levels Sacred Geometry Elemental Elementals”
SMiLes mY FriEnD Your Home is a Castle And the Bricks are Titles of your Poems..:)
MoVinG ResTinG DanCinG SinGinG DoGs A SMiLiNG RiVeR BeD LoVE BoATs aRiSinG..:)
Geometry of Nature Without Hard Angles Mountains Step HiGHer Dog Paws Sure Holy and Sacred FuLL of Meaning And Purpose GRoWls Puppy FuR Fuzzy WArm TruELighT LoVE..:)
SmeLLs oF Green BlUe AiR SCenTs oF DoG aHiGHeR BreaTHe NaTUrE LoVE Empty Bed Boats FiLL SuBliMe MaGiC..:)
FisHeRWoMeN oF HeARTS SoULs oF OCEaN WHoLE SMiLes mY friEnd Xenia you reMiNd me how much i miss thE GulF NoW aWay From Ocean i am but Gulf BaY RiVeR StreAM WaVes WaTer AiR iS Enough for me i BreAThe i BreAThe ALive is aLL i Need..:) SmeLLs oF Green BlUe AiR SCenTs oF DoG aHiGHeR BreaTHe NaTUrE LoVE Empty Bed Boats FiLL SuBliMe MaGiC..:) Geometry of Nature Without Hard Angles Mountains Step HiGHer Dog Paws Sure Holy and Sacred FuLL of Meaning And Purpose GRoWls Puppy FuR Fuzzy WArm TruELighT LoVE..:) MoVinG ResTinG DanCinG SinGinG DoGs A SMiLiNG RiVeR BeD LoVE BoATs aRiSinG..:)
Changes all aRound Nature Dry to FroZen Soft Live Hardy Survive Green Lights iN Sun shines within..:)
HalF time less WHole time more Be less MoRE NoW.. Before i forget time Hi Frank now..;)
Birds Fly and GaTHeR toGeTHeR NeVeR Worrying wHeRe tHeir feet or wings may rest as Beach… They do LonGeR Practice MaKinG Fearless Rest iN FliGht oN Land.. ConsideRing tHeiR Ancestors are Dinosaurs they have more Practice one in fearless.. even changing for eScape 66 Million years ago from Gulf MaKinG Asteroid Dinosaur DeatH And ANew Changing RodentS unTo Human LifE heHe.. We Arise From rodents and birds Arise from Dragon Lizards but the Roach and the Dragon Fly and the Nautilus/Cycads UltiMate Survivors iF Humans Press A Red Asteroid Button And Roaches eat tHeiR Trump Charr Nuclear reMains spiny leg intelligence bEats gRay MaTTeR anTeNNaS uP NoW..;)
CoLLaboRatinG PoemS FReE NoW LIKE TeXT oN A sMaRT pHOneShare MetaPHorUS For Human Success Copyrights Metaphor ‘fore Human FallNoW WiNteR thAw ComeS oNline FrEEzes Copyright no mORe foR All To SeE heHe.. Copyrights or Not NoW hAha SpRinG aRiSes SumMers FReED.. KinGDoM oF HeaVeN neVer NoW A CopyRight iN priSon sAMe FrEE HoRuZioNs evermorenow..:)
“My Imaginary Friend’s Three Imaginary Fears The End Oh! How Big You Are! Blaming the Moon What Flowing Water Makes Possible The End Big Stuff Small Stuff”
— Frank Hubeny
His Titles Poem
It doesn’t matter how one paints as lonG aS one sees the Painting
Hmm.. NoW the eNtire Masterpiece And tapestry aS Such WheeL oF NoW iLL WeLL DArk fiBErs sWirLinG eVeRy wHicH WaY WitH liGHT fiBErs beYond Rainbow Colors coMe To PLay.
(Sort of like the ‘Wizard of OZ’ beginning scenes)
i supPose the purPose is to continue to see more of it my friend and play with it as any Cosmic kiTTen WiLL WiTh Fuzzy WArm Love AriSinG moRE than Stone BeFoRE..;)
All the Gray Matter iS Hear to Carry LoVEoN.. straying C A T worries behind as dust long gONE..:)
THeRe’s No Place Like Home NoW cLick cLick cLick Furry CaT Paws.
And toTo oF cOURse Be. CoLLaboRatinG PoemS FReE NoW LIKE TeXT oN A sMaRT pHOneShare MetaPHorUS For Human Success Copyrights Metaphor ‘fore Human FallNoW WiNteR thAw ComeS oNline FrEEzes Copyright no mORe foR All To SeE heHe.. Copyrights or Not NoW hAha SpRinG aRiSes SumMers FReED.. KinGDoM oF HeaVeN neVer NoW A CopyRight iN priSon sAMe FrEE HoRuZioNs evermorenow..:) Birds Fly and GaTHeR toGeTHeR NeVeR Worrying wHeRe tHeir feet or wings may rest as Beach… They do LonGeR Practice MaKinG Fearless Rest iN FliGht oN Land.. ConsideRing tHeiR Ancestors are Dinosaurs they have more Practice one in fearless.. even changing for eScape 66 Million years ago from Gulf MaKinG Asteroid Dinosaur DeatH And ANew Changing RodentS unTo Human LifE heHe.. We Arise From rodents and birds Arise from Dragon Lizards but the Roach and the Dragon Fly and the Nautilus/Cycads UltiMate Survivors iF Humans Press A Red Asteroid Button And Roaches eat tHeiR Trump Charr Nuclear reMains spiny leg intelligence bEats gRay MaTTeR anTeNNaS uP NoW..;) Changes all aRound Nature Dry to FroZen Soft Live Hardy Survive Green Lights iN Sun shines within..:)
HalF time less WHole time more Be less MoRE NoW.. Before i forget time Hi Frank now..;)
FisHeRWoMeN oF HeARTS SoULs oF OCEaN WHoLE SMiLes mY friEnd Xenia you reMiNd me how much i miss thE GulF NoW aWay From Ocean i am but Gulf BaY RiVeR StreAM WaVes WaTer AiR iS Enough for me i BreAThe i BreAThe ALive is aLL i Need..:) SmeLLs oF Green BlUe AiR SCenTs oF DoG aHiGHeR BreaTHe NaTUrE LoVE Empty Bed Boats FiLL SuBliMe MaGiC..:) Geometry of Nature Without Hard Angles Mountains Step HiGHer Dog Paws Sure Holy and Sacred FuLL of Meaning And Purpose GRoWls Puppy FuR Fuzzy WArm TruELighT LoVE..:) MoVinG ResTinG DanCinG SinGinG DoGs A SMiLiNG RiVeR BeD LoVE BoATs aRiSinG..:)
“Beyond The Gate Cooling In the Forest Satisfaction Textures Journey In Time Sea Levels Sacred Geometry Elemental Elementals”
SMiLes mY FriEnD Your Home is a Castle And the Bricks are Titles of your Poems..:)
SMiLes.. my FriEnd Frank.. thanks so much for the detailed explanation of how you and Jilly are ‘legally’ cooperating in the collaboration of the written words of your poetry.. the word play i make here is a little coded and tongue in cheek for the disdain i’ve always had for really attempting to own anything on the Planet Earth attached to the label that is issued to me at Birth for the Essence of who i am yet to be as the evolution of human soul continues as me.. the fall now of the Ecosystem on the Planet Earth stARTed when humans turned the earth over and over again and then began storing grain like wheat away from the continuous move of Hunting and Gathering in Aubundance as Mammal Ape omnivores will Naturally Do.. then came words as sketched as art in sand then collection of that art and eventually repeatable science that works for creature comforts and after then eventual cultural byproducts then now becoming a Cancer on the Earth accelerating the Death of Balance as we know it.. ‘copyright’ to me personally is the same as storing grains but of course my grains are already stored in abundance so money is no longer an object of play or work.. sure.. that’s a nice place to be my friend but yes.. i understand that other place of Silo Storing Grain and Copyrights prison.. to me.. someone could share my soul of what i put in words but to actually imitate it would be quite the feat.. Target Audiences require generally what comes before.. Creativity is what comes next.. it’s why poetry is next to impossible to sell and a pipe dream at most for folks who think they’ll make a living off of it same as any school lot next NFL Player.. but it’s a good thing for the creativity that usually appeals to smaller if any target audiences is what grows the individual soul in creativity so much larger than silo grain or a copyright alone.. ‘Trump Towers’ as ‘they’ say ‘big and small’ empty of souL only A form oF A Little man name.. Life is Fascinating just Fascinating and so sad and joyful too away from Silo Tower life..:)
And of course i respect copyright law. I approved Government Publications as part of my Government Career. I could have been a lawyer; would have been a breeze. Eventually, then I did Personnel, Accounting, and Financial Management at work after passing out Shoes at a Bowling Center for close to two decades after three college degrees. Sure; I was the Manager too but my favorite part was meeting eye to eye with others; just for the Joy of ReCreation in the Sport of Bowling I never learned. Handing out Soiled shoes my friend; getting them back; the best part of my life; my Humanity; only giving sharing; ha! i’m the only person in an area of ~300K LA Lower Alabama Panhandle of Florida Folks who Dares to Dance in Public Close to 8K miles in 4 years coming. The only people who really try it are little children.
The Lesson of Handing out shoes And getting them back dirty.
Why would i hoard my soul.
To each hiS owN And ReaP less and more..:)
It’s the way of Nature aka God.
Hi Frank.. as always Friend.. thanks for stopping by.. glad you enjoyed the Nature Photos and oval leaves framed with window… Stars so far between in the night sKeYes human imagination so much larger now than stars we see.. what humans can do when they hold and share neurons and bio-chemical-electrical connections toGeTHeR NoW that’s not just Beauty and Wisdom truly that is MaGiC When used to liGHT the hoMe uP within instead of going dArk.. reminds me of my Old Sociology Teacher.. “Ray Oldenburg ..American Urban Sociologist who is known for writing about the importance of informal public gathering places for a functioning civil society, democracy, and civic engagement.”.. back in ’82 when he was 50 he truly seemed old to me and yes.. his real name is “Oldenburg”.. Hehe.. my Sister and my Mother and me all in a class he taught named “Sociology Of ‘The Family’.. the only College Class we took together as a Family.. interestingly.. graduating all together in ’83.. anyway.. Ray said he couldn’t imagine anyone wanting to live forever for most of his friends were bored stagnant.. now things have surely changed.. i’m quite sure he at 85 is not likely bored now.. when i was young and bored about 5 or so.. i wished for a machine that had buttons that i could ask any question to.. a Dream.. a Computer then.. hmm.. ‘someone’ was listening in their garages eventually And now Boredom is a Multi-Verse of Humans Holding Hands away in never land forever online now.. no way to learn it all and that makes me happy as i hated being so dam bored at age 5.. never ending story now.. 57 is a thrill a second NoW iN A Wonderland of never ceasing NeW LiGHT to be within all lit up even more.. funny how life works as we become what we pay attention to and experience in life.. My Mother Loved John F. Kennedy back in the days that at least in Public a President acted like ‘a man’ then.. too ..when my Father Left around the time John F Kennedy was assassinated in the Thanksgiving Period of 1963.. my Mother.. so moved by the Catholic Funeral that she moved from a Good Old Southern Baptist Church to the Catholic Cosmopolitan Faith comprised of mostly Military Families from ‘up North’.. so.. sure.. i guess in some ways Caroline Kennedy and her ‘Good Catholic Children’ saved my Soul as Lord knows what would have come of it if i became ‘a Trump Voter’ good old boy then.. it’s where ‘they’ come from ‘you know’.. ‘church’.. how ironic that is and at least Catholic Folks were kind.. then.. a little quiet but never the less.. little prejudice actually expressed.. anyway.. don’t have to worry about locking my doors.. all my Christian Neighbors are loaded to the hilt with Guns.. the whole area protects me.. hehe.. true.. there are quite a few advantages still of living in the back woods.. Now a mix to make it all now of what it is it just is i make the Best of it in the all the Glory of Happiness that comes.. meanwhile.. ‘the Bowling Ball turns”.. and we all have a front row seat to watch the Circus.. in more than what we even have time to see and hear now.. and yes of course that’s a problem as in the case of Ray Oldenburg’s ‘Third Places’.. Without a common bonding ideal human societies fall apart and sure that’s what we are beginning to see now and the Earth says thank you humans as ‘you’ are becoming a bit of a thorn in the eARTh BAll.. Church is ‘A Third Place’ and it’s true that Gives ‘Trump Voters’ around the globe a growing edge of cohesion.. it stands to reason and it is happening as evidence in ‘plain site’ with a Muslim Mayor of London.. now as Caesar Says in ‘The Planet of the Apes’ Series Movies.. ‘Apes Stronger Together’ for what ever it is ‘they’ share in common and bind over.. a lesson for Liberals like me who don’t understand just how important a common ‘ideal bind’ toGeTheR is.. all i can think feel sense of for me is WiLL oF DancE And SonG And alWays Love but now true that was is only enough in small groups of Being Human.. Brave New World it is.. coming more.. no place for ‘sissies’ and that’s for sure.. My Religion would be and is be.. A True WiLL of Reaching The Will of Human Potential.. Consuming no other with willful harm.. Under the Power and the Strength of Love and Grace.. Schools that incorporate free style martial arts and ballet for all children together no matter what their skills are to bring.. i have a dream a new way of beings full of free style martial arts and ballet and poetry whenever that comes freely next.. but of course hehe.. that’s just the ‘old world way’.. Renaissance as they say and as History shows only about 5 Percent of the General Population Participated then.. as Neo Says STiLL Break Free as one can and will or not and stay plugged up.. hey.. if Adrianna Grande can do it so can ‘we’..;)
sMiLes.. my friEnd Xenia.. first of All a wonderful weekend with much love for you and your Husband and your Wonder Dogs too.. and as far as beautiful lines coming out of human mouths that we all give and share the quote of.. “And his voice as the sound of many waters. And he had in his right hand seven stars”.. is not one i can personally take credit for but true i ofTen sPeak of Holding Beyond iNFiNiTY iN thE PaLms of my hands when i raise them up after the tedious and en joy effort of close to 8K Miles of Public Dance now closing in on 48 Months and painting with beyond colors of the rainbow as i for one humbly feel all humans have this capability and ability once they lose all iLLuSory fEars and tUrn to LoVE WitH Center Balance iN MiNd and BoDy SoUL aS oNE ForCE of Strength and WiLL in Fearless Unconditional aGaPE LoVe Grace for all that is aka GOD.. anyway those lines as you may have noticed were ‘witnessed’ to me in my Public Dance at Super Walmart Last WeeK by a High School Mate named Hurley and then i looked them up in Revelation of the King James Version Bible and found them there in Chapters 1:15 through 1:16-17 NoW and surely i have seen the same essence in the Poetry you and many others write too of the Beauty And the Wisdom oF Life when Lived in Positive TrUE LiGHT LoVE NoW.. and from that day as far as Celestial Objects to hold in hand those Seven original ranging from the Sun to Saturn and always the Significance of the Water of Life particularly for those who live in Arid Desert Patches of Scarcity as the Old and New Testament folks did and still do along with the peoples of the Muslim oriented religions too.. our view of God as a species is often colored by the environment most.. where there is scarCity and flatlands where human is seen as the greatest thing on the Horizon other than the 7 Celestial Moving Bodies that are not fixed as stars in sKeYes.. and then when one travels to lands of Abundance like the North American Continent Virgin and untouched by hands that attempt to own and dominate the Earth to escape the Scarcity of their Environment they live for those sitters who stayed instead of roving their way to a New World of Abundance.. yes.. once North America every creek teeming with fish to eat.. in the moderate climate parts.. the buffalo roaming wild for high protein and fats that last to Hunt along with Abundance of Berries and Nuts to pick and gather to eat like my Squirrel Friend who comes to my Computer Room and Bedroom with a two foot wide window view to remind me of this hunting and gathering way of Natural Life of Abundance.. yes.. the Indians like me and my ancestors thereof as Sioux and Cherokee saw a great spirit of abundance they named as Love in all of Nature Free in eYes of skeYes of GoD aLLoNE.. and SMiLes wHeRE i live only a ‘real fool’ could miss this God with Azure sKeYes eYes and tanned bodies from head to toe that simply say we are alive we survive we thrive for those who do remember God alive.. God is a Beautiful Feeling And Sense to Hear and See my FriEnd NoW i am the Beach and the Beach is God unmistakable for those who do fly with GoD sKeYes STiLL NoW BeYOnd RainBoW Colors BeYoNd Science assessed Infinity for this place of Love within in Beauty and Wisdom has/is no distance space or time no words really just DancE and SinG A Breathe oF Love aS GoD aS SaMe wHOle And DiFFeRent A ForcE oF GoLDeN OceaN wHOle.. The River and time The River and TiME FLoWinG Forevermore NoW some folks believe runs out i am diffeRent i am a wave that never ends…. i rise i fall i rise aGaiN.. SMiLes.. mY FriEnd.. we need more Revelation oF NoW.. with or without time.. NoWNoW.. You kNow.. my friEnd that Song ‘Time’ Was my Mother’s Favorite Song and my Mother was loyal to the tradition she lives with until the very end.. and my sister played that Song in her ear over and over in those last 8 days.. and to soothe myself i played the Gnostic Gospel of Thomas that makes it clear that God is a living Force that lives within when we are alive and Heaven is a place we seek and find within that is real when we live.. NoW i found that place and more than anything i wanted to give and share it with my Mother.. i failed to do it in words but in a way i was able to do it by sharing and giving this Song of Time to her.. to cherish what we have is to live and surely when she listened to this song a little bit of Heaven touched her spirit heart soul i wish only hope and Do WiLL Believe she heard a DancE and SonG of Heaven in her last 8 days.. SMiLes again this IS A rather epic MacroVerse my Friend.. the last two have been around 10K words as this one now approaches closer to 20k as they do come Naturally sometimes as now flowS oN without restraint..
“EVerY PictUrE TaLeS A THoUsAnD PRoPHeCiES”
That’s a rather large picture overall to capture in one MacroVerse but i do have the muse of my Mother and you and by the Grace of what is a substantial number of others too.. NoW.. this year’s Milestone for Memorial Day of 2018 is a “Facebook Profile Pic Bible 2018” And this post kind of accentuates that as 82 photos in honor of the 82 years my Mother spent on eARTh WiLL be housed within the body of the MacroVerse as they all come now in new MacroVerses as well more.. with all these words housed within the social media home as description of those photos coming as Number 122/793 of “Nether Land Bible 2017”.. and “SonG of MY soUL”.. Respectively.. and with Millions of Words of SonG and Thousands of Miles of Public Store Dance i had forgotten that the first MacroVerse of “SonG oF My SoUL” named hehe appropriately for a never ending story for all practical intents and purposes was is “THE END AND THE BEGINNING” and while the Word Press Anniversary of ‘SonG oF mY SoUL” as that continues to move past 5 Million Words is 8.18.17 before.. i published that first Blog post first on another new Blog Spot Blog then as linked below just for my reference at this point.. and yes.. published on 8.11.13 four years ago today.. and as mentioned earlier in this coming post as ‘High School Years’ go i graduated last night from High School Writing ‘SonG oF mY SoUL’ Poetry four years and the clock time spent writing on the ‘Wrong Planet’ was Grade School.. and the 606 months of my life before i started writing online was Kindergarten then and preschool same.. hehe.. yes at age 50 and about a half a year or so plus the 600 months for 50 years since birth.. and after all born on 6.6.60.. i do love the Number 6 and when one has a title of a MacroVerse with the term “Prophecies” as Synchronicities without any limits or expectations of time.. distance or space it kinda fits in.. hehe.. but ‘see.. i feel comfortable chewing on your ‘ear’ ‘a little’ for i Feel you don’t see life as repeatable black and white science alone and sure.. ‘those other’ people scoff at the healing powers of our hands as they touch other humans from close and afar too.. in how you do Reiki where any science of mechanical cognition to repeat the effectiveness of it ruins the reality of what it takes to make the healing force work out of mechanical cognition mind same reason that the only scientific studies done that can show some correlation of pre-cognition is done with cards with sexual stimulating photos as voila that takes one out of the mechanical cognition way of thinking .. those of us who practice ‘iSREAL MaGiC’ ALREADY KNOW that science mechanical cognition mind takes that MaGiC away.. i am rather effective as the Katrina takes care of all the household science hehe.. ironically then MaGiC is Science too for those who understand the deeper pARTs oF art that are Science too.. no drugs for me though all natural ectastic trance dance and tantric ways of raising my Heaven and Art Creative MiNd and BoDy BaLanCinG SouL too.. and as always it’s clear i’m tHere on the Dance Floor with at least a few dancers begging me to ‘come clean’ of what i am ‘taking’ to make me fly on terrestrial land ha!.. the practice is what it takes of LIFe to FLoaT aNd FLY aS Butterfly Bee eYe of the Tiger Direction.. and sure this is like gibberish too most people but i have a feeling you’ll be able to feel it..;)
Anyway.. i got some New Shoes to Celebrate my Graduation last night and some Dance Friends from the last 3 years serendipitously showed up almost immediately when i walked through the door as two of three of “Charlie’s Angels” as affectionately what i name them in a ‘Fatherly way’ as ‘they’ say.. but they do call me Fred hehe.. or ‘Norm’ if the show were Cheers or perhaps ‘Ted’ hehe.. but no not “Charlie” too if you are familiar with ‘that’ show as ‘Bartender’ of Dance and all of ‘that’.. NoW.. too.. hmm.. yeaH a ThoUsanD Prophecies IS A lot to keep track of in ‘the now’ as ‘they’ say Synchronicity not witting until that comes too.. a lot of strands as ‘they’ say too with now one of my favorite humorous video strands to illustrate that too..
Hehe.. bottom lines my friend as i refuse to take life seriously ever again as that almost killed me with a pen and pencil set way too fine for sanity same.. as the following Video illustrates nicely i made the finals and in this case they come after High School Graduation.. i started Wearing Black Nike Shox Shoes in my Freshman year progressively moving to more White and Black and now i am in the living land oF Red Blooded Nike Victory Swoosh oF LIGht WitH BLack and WHitE AnD SHadE of Grey too.. thE Beyond Rainbow Colors are more than shoe and sKiN Deep.. iT’s aLL FiNaLs NoW aT UniVerSiTY LeVeL liFE thaT Still never ends or begins just now jUSt Do iT LiVeLovELiFENoW that’s my only prophecy after all of that is….;)
“Xenia (Greek: ξενία, xenía, trans. “guest-friendship”) is the ancient Greek concept of hospitality, the generosity and courtesy shown to those who are far from home and/or associates of the person bestowing guest-friendship. The rituals of hospitality created and expressed a reciprocal relationship between guest and host expressed in both material benefits (such as the giving of gifts to each party) as well as non-material ones (such as protection, shelter, favors, or certain normative rights).
The Greek god Zeus is sometimes called Zeus Xenios in his role as a protector of guests. He thus embodied the religious obligation to be hospitable to travelers. Theoxeny or theoxenia is a theme in Greek mythology in which human beings demonstrate their virtue or piety by extending hospitality to a humble stranger (xenos), who turns out to be a disguised deity (theos) with the capacity to bestow rewards. These stories caution mortals that any guest should be treated as if potentially a disguised divinity and help establish the idea of xenia as a fundamental Greek custom. The term theoxenia also covered entertaining among the gods themselves, a popular subject in classical art, which was revived at the Renaissance in works depicting a Feast of the Gods.”
So in other words my Friend generally sPeaKinG too your Name verily means Namaste in First name way.. Tran of course is grounded as Long Term Dynasty Name in Vietnamese History.. anyway.. it’s your first name that verily fits you too a “T’ as ‘they’ say..:)
Not sure of course if that is your actual name or not but it matters not as the essence fits you as you are..
My Name is Frederick First which in Books means Peaceful Ruler.. for me Handing out Bowling Shoes and receiving them back soiled with a smile of eyes shared is all i needed.. i remember breaking down devastated with disorders in 2008 sitting in my back yard in a place that has is no words but a look toward the South and after being promoted up that Government Latter to Administration and Management and Supervision all i wanted to do as i looked toward the Beach some 20 miles away due South was is just to be the Beach again and serve others in Peace and Love WiLL and Strength Joy Grace that is what truly Peaceful Rulers do as KinGs and QueeNs.. ‘they’ truly serve everyone else my friEnd.. and then there is the Middle Name Arthur that means Strong.. sMiLes i would rather do it more as art and author now of my own personal story to give and share too.. and the last name although i keep it away from my Pen name “Katie Mia Frederick” is one that actually means the same as the original Description of the oldest essence of the form of what a God to humans in environment speak is and that is a mix of sand and water as silt Land NoW as Keeper of the Land as described in Karen Armstrong’s book “A History of God” on ‘Page 8’ of a ‘bigger book’.. too oF aS and from the original owner will surely STiLL Do too.. Servant my Friend Servant to those With Namaste and Xenia Alive..:)
It’s funny Xenia.. as an African American Woman was liking my posts on somewhat of a regular Basis who had your Whippet Wisdom Blog in her Profile Information so that is part of how i started connecting to you more than i would normally do with anyone at ‘dVerse’ on a more personal level as far as visits here as what i do is ‘just plain too much’ for people ‘to mess with’ to put it in ‘Layman’s terms hehe for a different spelling of how my last name sounds.. that is of German origin as my Great Grandfather is part of ‘that crew’ who sells diamonds and watches still in Germany.. he more specifically from the Black Forest and as i’ve probably mentioned more than once before that you’ve read.. my Grandfather.. Irish Catholic Priest Born in Limerick that might explain my inner poetic Nature hehe.. in Bard and Fili ways.. GrandMother on Paternal side.. the Priest Husband ex-communicated soon after that.. She Cajun with French and Spanish Roots and my Mother with the Cherokee and Sioux albeit mostly English too.. anyway.. somehow i sensed you were not Vietnamese but was curious anyway.. so i guess i did all that research honestly as i am a very curious person as you might guess.. haha.. Fascinating.. thanks for sharing my FriEnd and i’ll bring it down to exclamation point reciprocal social communication at this point and get to putting all the strands together of what is coming next.. this is a complicated case.. this one is for sure.. and meanwhile i’ll ‘let’ you get back to your life.. hehe.. Hope you have a wonderfully fun Weekend Play..:)
WeLL now after the share of another 14 Photos of Dance Friends and associated School and Hero and Call me on my Homephone in original Red Phone Dial a Ring Fashion now to conclude this Rather complex MacroVerse with a mix of 17 Facebook Algorithm Free Provided MacroVerses years to date but still as many as there are years in this new Century and Millennium too.. it seems i’ve already collected too many photos of what will fit on my Blogspot Blogs Platform limitations and will probably have to trim some of the photos on those archive blogs but the entire photo Library for this very special MacroVerse for me at least will be included in the Word Press Version of this.. “EVerY PictUrE TaLeS A THoUsAnD PRoPHeCiES” too also be included in the “FeatNotes” Section of MacroVerses to KinGDoM CoME as it’s not everyday one finishes High School of Writing a Four Year Old “SonG oF mY soUL” at around 5 Million Words of Free Verse Poetry Longest Long Form Poem and Public Dances a Free Style Martial Arts and Ballet for close to 8K miles in the same period of Years arising soon to that currently approaching 7900 Miles.. and yes.. oh by A way.. these Dance photos are from the 173rd Dance Week Celebrating Life of Dance with all the Cool College Age Folks from Seville Quarter and sure a few friends who have even moved past College age like Sweet Dancing Friend Cortney as she recently identified on Facebook that her DNA testing came back as 47% Jewish entitling her to a free trip back to Israel if she likes in original homeland way.. and yes she is now finally getting married to her close to Decade Boy Friend Mason from her High School Days too.. Haven’t seen her in a while nice to see her again and the other member of a trio of “Charlie’s Angels”.. Chelsea while Maggie is moving to the University of Florida in pursuit of a career as a Dentist while continuing her Modeling Career in Glamour shots of sensuality too.. it’s true you meet interesting folks at Old Seville Quarter as Cortney this Summer worked as a Park Ranger at the Beach for the Government too using her Natural Resources Degree from the local Branch of University of Florida too anyway these Dancing Friends for three whole years.. and if it were not for Katrina’s Sister’s struggle with Cancer and eventual passing away… in 2014. i probably would have never started as Cortney once said when i related this to her.. yeah there would not be us if not for that and that’s how in general the dark makes life.. NoW another door opens and you go through if you are brave enough in fearless love to just do it.. as Nike says in Victory too.. these Women have been great muse for me in all the art i do.. i carry a smile while i dance with them and into the next day of writing and other arts of life too.. and yes that includes everyone i interact with in all forms as essence of Fearless Unconditional Love now..:)
Yeah.. starting off three years ago around the time the whole “Charlie’s Angels Dance Gig” Started in free verse too with “Adventures in Dance Walking with Bob Marley!”.. and as the included empirical evidence as documented says.. a little early on in my Public Dance Career then at not even across the United States in F. Gump way at only 1844 Miles of Dance in close to a year then local area but sure tHeRE was much more to come and trust me you ain’t seen nothing yet and you’ll probably see that sign soon enough again.. hehe.. if you are around for my Next MacroVerse after this.. as Mississippi and Biloxi F Gump Dance coming next on Saturday in Casino and Public Beach and Boardwalk Sidewalk Free Dance as i entertain the area all for the Free of Love without Fees fearless Free as Art.. Yeah.. Marley Free Style too.. Funny how life works be all you can be and some people will do their best to fit you in the size of their Personal Sycamore Trees as i found on/in the dVerse Poetry Site Crowd and among some of the ‘down home folk’ in this local area too.. and Jesus F iN Christ even on the ‘Wrong Planet’ online too and it’s true eventually i scared the Bejesus out of the Security Crew at the Hard Rock Cafe with some of the Terrorist attacks in the United States in general making them ‘gun shy in public dancing ways’ to ask me to take it outside same as they initially did at the Cordova Mall Halls limiting me to cooperating store management stores which they do all cooperate now.. only the halls were afraid of me.. hehe.. and it’s kinda funny as i used halls that weren’t being used by anyone else and moved out of the way for other folks to use them.. but as ‘they’ say different eventually scares the timid among us and that too is part of doing no harm.. letting the scared be comfortable in their scared.. remembering of course that i too was a shut-in..for 66 months in my Bedroom too scared to even go into Whataburger in numb and pain.. sure.. i do have empathy for the Devil and the Scaredy Cats i used to be too..:)
Memoir of a transcendent Time IN NOW as quote now in short of 166 words MacroVerse from three years ago as letter written in response to Lala Rukh’s Blog back then..
The memory is distant..
thousands of lives..
thousands of manifest beings..
all the same..
the Medicine Man..
Arabian veiled dancer..
the list goes on and on..
thousands of incarnations in this fictional memoir of alternate dimension..
it comes in vague..
comes in clear…
At times transcendent reality it is..
The promise from the beginning..
is.. NEVER EVER NEVER GIVE UP.. THE chain of life goes on.. and
IT COMES to wRite now!
i am here.. wHere ARE ya.. are ya here…
The answer is clear..
Believe in IT ALL
IT ALL WILL COME TRUE! WITH ALL IS IT ALL! IT IS TRUTH! FOR THOSE WHO DO NOT WAIVER IN FAITH! AND!
BELIEVE! OF DREAMS! COME TRUE!
Inspired by yOu!
And this part of the reason i include the MacroVerses as memories for years to Date in the Chambers of Nautilus ‘SonG oF mY soUL” i continue to generate in ‘you ain’t seen nothing yet’ for when i write in a transcendent Holy Spirit ecstatic MiNd and BoDy BaLanCE ForcE of BeiNG it’s the kind of mind and body that neither pre-plans what is writing now in stream of consciousness flow nor necessarily remembers what is written if one lets it go to the next creative moment of transcendence next this state of mind is fostered by the continuing practice and focus that comes with never ending writing and what this practice means is volume of words and Dickinson Drawers of Letters that come out to play by the heART that sees and hears the value of the Art that coMes aGaIn in Nautilus Chamber way NoW and in the World we Live in today if we manage not to Planet of the Dum Ape Version of humans Blow this place up what we do now could relatively last in pristine condition of art even longer than longer than the Pyramids of the Dust that eventually comes of that if not renovated by human hands.. with years there are enough eyes to see all i do but not likely enough memory not to read something fresh read before like it was never written at all.. and that my friends is what makes this a never ending story with no distance space or time in a nether land now much longer than a Bible Written in 2016-17 or a ‘SonG oF mY SoUL” at 5 Million Words and 793 MacroVerses now written in just four years.. true some folks have written almost every day for 8 decades that’s 11 plus times more head start than i have now.. give it time as ‘they’ say but always do it now without restraint.. plenty of time if we don’t blow this FucKinG Place up for someone else to pick up the humpty dumpty Pieces for their ‘Farthest Star’ too.. And now to break for workout/eat/drink as Lord KNows i ain’t finished yET with this Bread and Wine Fred Nautilus ‘Coral Castle’ NoW2 yeah.. more on that in a few hOURs too..;)
“UM am i Element of Confusion?”.. Yes i have just the shirt for this three years ago in this MacroVerse sort of letting some of all of it hang out too and some picture paRT Notes on the Gospel of Thomas Verse 37 too as do more than words of course..:)
“Never Ending Story of NOW”.. MacroVerse from two years ago.. hehe need i say more well sure i did and i do as words GroW LonGeR in totals.. a trip to Beautiful Navarre Beach with Sunsets and our Marriage Counselor Moving away and in general talk about the Legend of Coral Castle too as with the Appropriate Muse and TrUe WiLL in 100% Faith of Belief iN Strength of Love and Grace yes generAlly SpeaKinG oNe Can MoVe Mountains WiTh Mountains of HuMaN EmoTioNs And SenSeS iN MoVinG ConNecTinG CreAtiViTY SpiRiT ExpresSsinG HeaRT oF EmoTioNs NoW iN a MiNd and BoDy BaLancE ForcE oF LoVE SoUL beYONd the Science of INFiNiTY WiThIN also kNown and FeLT and seNSinG as the ArT of LoVe aLliVe WiThiN.. yes the HiGHeR oF GoD Nature within we are gifted as Grace too for those who seek and find and use tHeiR innate instinctual and intuitive inherited hUmaN PoTenTiaL now per appropriate and successful adaptations as Positive LiGht Change to the EnViRoNment at hand even if one has to make up tHeiR owN Struggle to be all they can be more NOW iN SeLF Actualization of Maslow’s Capstone Pyramid way and Fowler’s Top O’Tower Pyramid Agape Faith Love foR All..:)
‘Dog Day Afternoons of Ivan’.. All about Gulf Coast Hurricanes in the last few decades but in small form as dictated by dVerse online Poetry Pub growing restricted rules.. yes sadly as it seems then directed specifically to shorten the Sycamore of Tree i am BeCoMinG theN taller iN ART eventually leaving when the chop chop chop became a little mosquito annoying but hey as much as i love to do Fred Ku Haiku.. i’m a Bible(s) Writer and that doesn’t come in shorts unless i wear them.. hehe.. or go bare as bears do all warm and fuzzy too..;)
“i of me”.. how do you find yourself.. well.. DanCinG Feats of Feet and SonG of heART SpiRiTeD MiNd and BoDY BaLanCinG SoUL works for the “i of me” StiLL and even better than before.. as wax on wax off continuously Broadens one’s horizons and proficiency in all arts of life too.. sure.. even science too..;)
“BIGGER Katrina Dog Day Afternoons”.. yeah.. i would comply with dVerse rules on shortening every thing up in their specific prompts and although open link night use to be a free for all.. eventually they forced my multi-media out there through the rules too.. yeah.. specifically directed at me as the administrators didn’t wanna take the time to peruse it all even though they could have just ignored me and let me be.. but that wasn’t enough so they worked me out of their picture and it’s just as well as all the rules they were making.. became that little mosquito nipping and biting at my Creative Potential to shorten the height of my potential Sycamore SoUL then.. nah.. you don’t FucK with my SoUL if you expect me to hang around.. some folks did like what i do not most but some and even if one does it’s nice to make one sMiLE even if it is only God who and that Lives within Freer with no restraint Happiness and Creativity too expanding without dog collar imagination too.. Free as ‘they’ say.. and sure.. the “Field of Dreams” when he is ‘you’ is enough that and who coMes to play.. even without any cultural clothes at all..:)
“i’m like LUCY”.. if one can see and hear what i am doing heAR in Fuller ways and actually saw the Modern “Lucy” Movie.. it’s kinda clear i’m doing the same thing now.. just don’t do any external substance drugs to get the entire ‘Lucy” Job done now in LiGht BRinGeR Ways cOMe to Fruition too and i couldn’t help but notice that Kesha who i choose for the ‘Rainbow’ themed opening Song had Luci on the back of her BLack Jacket too with a Rainbow of Colors too and sure the song came out on the 11th of the 8th Month of year ’17 of 2K fit in just wRiTE foR NoW although it doesn’t look like this MacroVerse WiLL get Published until the twelfth but smART folks do not rush creativity when the baby of art comes it comes let it come as i earlier said when it is good and GoD dAM ready NOW..;)
“Sixty Nine ONE Ninety Six”.. well yeah.. true too.. this one is kinda Prophetic from 4 years ago in both liGht and DArK Apocalyptic ways too and not just the Original Definition as such of Apocalypse in lifting the veils of ignorance.. yes.. tHeRE is promises of Trump really Blowing up stuff now.. so look out the Devil’s Back in town playing a game with human lives just for sport as they trophy head humans for status and power even without a trophy head for wall mount as such as some folks just love to kill for the sport oF iT STiLL NoW.. humans are different and alike all over too HeaR..:)
“Hurricane ART am i”.. Moving WRiTE aLong i can almost see the light of the 17 MacroVerse Memory Years to Date Tunnel and sure a little bit of a North Witch Warning too.. plus extra cool Dance Photos with real Charlie’s Angels now then and not just an F iN GumP TV ShoW of Bore away from beating heART LiFE..:)
“DON’T WALK! DANCE the walk of LIFe!”.. Beautiful Biloxi Nature Beaches and some Casino Dance too back shadowing and Foreshadowing what tomorrow will be like too if we escape an All Day Deluge of wet stuff from the sKeYes ABoVe..;)
“Dance Walking with Jimi Hendrix..Rainbow..Beach..and SuperMoon2”.. can you say dance and sing doing more than one different thing still now too.. sure.. say is enough too.. with and iF iNner Peace and Love..:)
“TRUE beauty of Thomas 37:. once again i Dance and Sing the talk aGaiN bare of the cultural clothes that otherwise might bind the Creativity of me nude.. both in metaphor and more literal than one might like to view as art too.. yes.. to each hiS owM soW and Reap as i Dance And SinG that aGaiN too..:)
“Facebook Resume Joy”.. BasicAlly An all one can eat Buffet of Fred FB Profile Pics as many as i can fit in then two years ago in this Fun MacroVerse then for those who find me just a little a muse too..;)
Hmm.. “SuPeR WoMeN oF GoDoH”.. Did i mention Women as a Gender Group are worthy of thanks and praise and even worship too like NoW A Goddess Katrina NoW Isis2 in the modern Egyptian Brick Home.. true i love them all too but it’s also true as the coming song dance and activities show after this.. this go around it’s not about me it’s all about ‘YOU’.. nite nite don’t let the Fred bugs bite..;)
Anyway.. Florida is strange it’s shaped like a Gun and named the Flower State and i live in the County of Saint Rose and go to Saint Rose of Lima Catholic Church off of mile marker 33 on Interstate 10 West as such coming into town.. and we have a county tag size identifier of 33 too.. and when i put on those New Nike Shox Red Swoosh Avenue Size 11 shoes that finally fit good for the first time in the last couple of years as the old then before the new Avenue style was two tight in 11 and yes.. just a little loose in 11 and a half now i’m back fully secure in size 11 and God Dam if it didn’t feel like i was floating on a Yacht as a Boat on the Ocean Whole when i walked in at 11 pm iN Old Seville Quarter last night i’m free in red swoosh Nike Victory Red Blooded Man way of Living and i don’t mind admitting that i love God within and have it all that a man could possibly wish more and still GroWinG as Heaven NoW MoRe but you see the True Happiness is HaVinG it all to give and i do Nice all to give.. and sure share too as i Dance and Sing it is about you with “Statue of Liberty DanCinG and SinGinG NoW” NeXt after this Wooly Mammoth WHoLe Fully gets its stuff all toGeTHeR for publish perHaps tomorrow too.. as it is now 11:33 pm on 8.11.2017 which means i did at least finish writing it on the 11th night hour at 33 minutes past that on the 17th Year of 2K in the 8th Month.. and for now that’s enough with more to CoME aGaIN..:)
“Statue of Liberty DaNCinG SinGiNG NoW” ANewReNeWTesTaMeNT WiTNeSS STaTuE oF LiBeRTY WHoLE DanCinGSinGinGOceaN RenaissanCeANeWiNoW SelFieS Old anD NeW Free ReVeLaTioNs oF hUmaN SoUL DiAMoND iN YouR eYes SoUL For Me To Be Love You Is Hehe.. it’s impossible For me To be Anonymous Love You.. With SMiLes.. And this Is Remarkably Cool Creativity.. How could i or anyone Else not Love You..:) This is MacroVerse Number 123/794 At this Point NoW TheNSTiLL PuTTinG ToGeTHeR Number 122/793 “EVeRY PRoPHeCY TaLeS A THoUSAnD PiCtUrES” aS PaRT oF “Nether Land Bible 2017” and “SonG oF mY SoUL” Respectively CloSinG iN oN 1.88 Million and 5 MiLLioN Words RespectivELy too2 FuLL DecK oF CaRds As Such iN Esoteric Ways too.. heHE..;)
Documenting 12 Million words written Since ThanksGiVinG oF 2010 or A Seventh Book wHOle noW oR wiTh 16 Macro-Verses sTarTinG October 2016.. enDinG.. oN ThanksGiving 2016.. iT iS wHAt iT is.. NoW.. surELy Longgg.. NoW..;)
2nd NT iN HeaVen TwELve ‘Sixteen
Included as 13 Macro-Verse liNks iN Grand Cross Bible 2016.. 181,291 words..:)
61 Macro-Verse chapter liNks provided in this last chapter as full table of contents oF A 915K Word.. Personal Bible aS SucH.. Written from Memorial Day 2016 and finished and published 7 months later on Christmas Day oF 2016.. Yes.. somE whAT F iN EpiC.. aS thiS beComeS theN mY 9th book completed iN Star Year 2016 that ranges.. yes.. approaching 2 MilLioN words.. iNclusive oF 12 MilLioN.. over 6 years written and recorded NoW oNline too.. Y.. yeS.. oF course.. ’cause i CaN Do WiLL.. WitH thE ForcE oF uNConDiTioNal Fearless smART LoVe wRiTe oN cOUrse.. NoW..:)
991K words 66 Macro-Verse Table of Contents Chapter liNks WiTH 5 added as a revision to ‘Grand Cross Bible 2016’ wHeRe A iSReaL Revelation oF HeaVeN is made at the eNd and continuing beGiNNinG aS WeLL..:)
NoW A Third ReViSiOn of a Personal MiLLioN plUs Word Bible at this 69th MacroVerse with liNks to the rest of the Bible MacroVerse Chapters arriving at 1,052,137 words total at this 69th MacroVerse poinT as words continue in coMiNg MacroVerses after this 69th MacroVerse as nows continue to Go oN..NoW..aLLFReED..LonGeR..;)
The Joy of Dance.. A Record of over a thousand Smiling Faces.. yes.. mostly Women and me.. at Old Seville Quarter.. iN a record of three years of Dancing tHeRe.. and note.. in the last liNk.. the Blog Spot Blogger Version of this doesn’t include all the pictures aS iT has limits more than me.. And WordPresS.. heHe.. WitH aLL the photos heRe.. iNcluded iN tHese WordPress LiNks..:)
MesSage iN A Bible Bottle as liNked aBove… The 88th MacroVerse of “Nether Land Bible 2017”.. As juST aNotheR MileSToNe.. aS the Bible aRiSes to 1,317,310 words iN A 10th Month Effort.. Since the BegINNinG MacroVerse Publish on Memorial Day of 2016.. titLed as First MacroVerse then.. As “tSuNaMi 7th WaVe oF LoVe” aS liNked below..:)
MFOAB EasTeR 2.0+ as LiNked aBove.. at this PoiNT.. The 93rd MacroVerse of “Nether Land Bible 2017”.. NoW Mother/Father Of All Blogs or Bibles EasTeR 2.0+.. cALL iT whAT you May.. tHe esSeNce reMaiNs heAR fuLL aT LeASt.. aT LeASt as iT would fiT iN Word Press while 22,801 words.. and somewhere around 450 photos was too much for my Blog Spot Blogs.. so i had to painfully Truncate the Family Photos out of the Blog Spot Versions.. However.. Word Press to the rescue as the wHOle 93rd MacroVerse Doubling NoW as 764th MacroVerse of Ocean wHOle Poem.. “SonG oF mY SoUL”.. aS LonGeST Recorded LonG ForM PoeM iN Google Records.. Exceeding sTiLL .. over 4 MilLioN words to this dAte of 4.18.17 publish.. wiTh this 93rd MacroVerse MaKinG A Grand total of 1,402,296 words as “Nether Land Bible 2017”.. aS sTarTinG Memorial Day oN 31st May 2016 wiTh MacroVerse number one oF that effort per “tSuNaMi 7th waVe oFLoVe”.. surELy prophetic then NoW of whAT was and is STiLL to coMe NoW as tHis Bible Effort.. Soon to Double thE Old King James effort size TaKinG then Centuries over a Thousand years to complete NoW in English Print WiTh uNtOld Scribe hands in the total PiE of BiBle.. WitH both unintentional changes along the Century scribe way with no XeroX MachineS and sure.. Intentional ones2 as HoLY SpiRit can BRinG any hUman iN deep deep CreATiVity witHin as leaps of logic as aRT.. iN metapHoRuS oF Quantum miNd and BoDy BaLanCing Force unLeAShed and reLeAsed from within.. yeP thAT KinGDoM oF GoD aT Hand iN thIs Generation Meta pHorUs STuFF too.. yeS2.. HeaVeN FuLLy FeLT And SeNsEd WiThiN too.. aBove.. so beLoW.. iNsIDe.. ouTsiDe and aLL ARouNd too.. NoW AKA allthatis GoD paRT aS oUrs wHOle too.. so.. sure maY thE Force Be WiTh yoU NoW2.. And also WiTh mE2.. KaRmA DancEs AnD SinGS as aNy CosMiC DanCeR WiLL juST Do iT iN ViCtory oVer VengeANCE.. WaY2.. iN ALL FREE UNiVerse as GoD eYeS and eARs.. hUman 2..:)
PHI Bible.. 1,618,000 words AKA 1.618M words iN 104 MacroVerses spanning precisely 1 Year of Writing Duration per “Memorial Days Bible 2016-17” that houses the Entire Table of Contents from MacroVerse 1 through 104.. anyWay.. stARting with “tSuNaMi 7th WaVe oF LoVe” as Number 1 MacroVerse linked agAiN Below.. as reAlly the Golden Mean Ratio of 1.618 IS A SiGNATuRe oF God EveryWheRe we Look.. so.. now.. yes.. this too is like a Prayer or Hand Print and Breath of God aS iN mE2..:)
1.82M WorD LOnG FoRM BiBlE CoMeS AGAiN.. 1,820,416 Words in 117 MacroVerses spanning 13.6 Months per “6th Bible Memorial” that houses the Entire Table of Contents from MacroVerses 1 through 117.. StARTinG WitH “tSuNaMi 7th WaVE oF LoVe” as Number 1 MacroVerse linked Above.. in “PHI Bible” too.. sitting NoW aS Book MarK oF juST AnoTheR Bible and Long Form Poem Milestone Exceeding the previous Long Form Longest Poem titled as the “Mahābhārata” from India as recorded on the Resource of Wiki.. as 788 MacroVerses NoW As “SoNG oF My SoUL” NoW at 5 Million Words.. approaches that feat times three on or about the Milestone of 5.4 Million words in the coming neXT few months.. as at this point the last 117 MacroVerses Average 15,555 Words per each MacroVerse.. WitH More to come As WRiTinG FLoWs oN iN ZoNe..:)
6th Bible Memorial.. Celebration of Six Milestone Bibles and “SonG oF mY SoUL” Ocean WhOLe LonGesT LonG ForM Poem aRiSinG to 6 times the size of the Old King James Version oF A Bible in 47 Months at Around 5 Million Words.. Also includes the Table of Contents to “1.82M WorD LOnG FoRM BiBlE CoMeS AGAiN” for the 13.6 Months it took to write that one Chapter Bible iN overall Bible as “SonG oF mY SoUL”.. and of course appropriate dedications to those who did and do continue to muse my LiFE wHoLe SouL iN MiNd and BoDy BaLanCinG Force aS SpiRiT oF HeaRT DanCinG and SinGinG NoW FReED NoW2..:)