Oh.. hi.. paper sea..i come back
for seconds.. and before did not
see the F name here.. on first..
yes.. i too believe music
is the supreme healer..
and yes.. dance
as far as S..
goes i must
dance of course..
we all must be
now.. as far as i see..
AND FEEL and hear..:)
So wife Katrina is watching
the view or something
of that Nature and
and she says
oh my God..
why is she with
him.. she’s so weird
so i say.. dam i’m at
least as weird as Gaga..
so why do you marry me..
and she says you are not
nearly as weird then until
you show your
so i smile
it’s nice to meet
other people like
far and few
and your poetry
me in too many
ways to fill
And oh crap.. i was
suppose to add that
comment about Katrina
and the fair ‘up there’..
but i’ll just stick
it here for now..
as it will
Isn’t that a beautiful photo of wife Katrina..
Shades of the girl who never ages.. and always
looks good just like this when she wakes up
or sleeps at night.. yes the real proof
God exists.. to me at least..:)
Oh.. and here’s
‘the 6th Pan
with THE WIFE..;)
AND more.. many more
fun Pensacola Interstate
Fair photos in the
‘last blog post’..
the dance photos
on my Facebook page
of various dance
partners who i
referred to as
1 through 5..;)
It’s a Bird.. It’s Plane..
it’s Fred Flying on the Ferris Wheel..
no actually i hate heights.. Katrina
is just showing her overall
Love for the Fair of Life..;)
And she also Loves being
Hi Soheir.. i enjoyed ‘this video’ very much and can
certainly say we are in complete agreement
on this.. smiles.. sadly in my school
history from youth the
as the medieval
period is almost
as irrelevant to the
progress of modern
science of which it is
anything BUT.. as even
the scientific method itself
is originated in this Golden
age of Islam in Science.. and
Art associated contributions.. then..
fortunately for me.. now.. after coming
online several years ago.. and discussing
many science subjects with brainiacs then
in the way of standard IQ intelligence who
are also diagnosed on the higher functioning
part of the Autism Spectrum who communicate
on a site called the ‘Wrong Planet’.. this is brought
to my attention then.. when some folks are suggesting
erroneously that people from Muslim cultures are intellectually
inferior in DNA racist ways.. which of course is completely ridiculous..
no less than suggesting this for folks in Africa when our highly intelligent
President is only two generations removed from Kenya.. of course.. in one
of millions of examples to refute that ignorant theory as well… but anyway
the great thing about the Quran is the emphasis on the potential of human
being to create and gain knowledge whereas in the old fundamentalist views
of Christianity in the middle ages.. that put people to death who are scientists..
disagreeing that only God has creative power and we must be limited to
that black book and nothing else.. is the real ’cause of the so-called dark
ages.. not the spreading of the Muslim empire during those times..
in fact.. the contribution of the Islamic Golden age.. is very
much a part of why we even have science now..
as nicely described in a basic
Wiki article now when
one looks up
‘Islamic Golden Age’ on a Wiki Search..
and that is the best thing about the Internet
is when it is not censored there is no controlling
the free flow of information.. and truly this is a safe
guard for stuff like racist ignorance.. history ignorance..
and even stuff like fake Iraq wars and bringing us the
knowledge too.. that there are extremists in every
religion who are terrorist ranging from
the continent of India to the
and all continents
of the world as we are
all one tribe of Dark and
Light and yes.. the INFORMATION
AGE.. BRINGS THIS TRUTH AND LIGHT
AND DARK TO OUR FULLER WISDOM
thanks for sharing..
a good film for children
to see i think.. as of course us
adults have Wiki to skim through
quick.. and get many more detailed
references.. but still a great introduction
for further learning for adults as well.. smiles..:)
Peace Blessings.. Love and Bliss
Ugh.. two days of rain.. going on three ‘tomorrow’.. as remnant Low of Hurricane Patricia.. continues to flow.. and a little diversion today.. of going other ways.. looking into the past records of disability and ongoing issues that bring back other memories of much much darker days than now..
but never the less.. always a challenge life is.. dark and light.. abled and disabled.. adaptation to change as adversity.. is always a way to a new now.. and diversity..
Tools of mind and body balance in ballet and martial arts are ways to keep expressing emotions that cannot be ordinarily expressed in everyday living situations.. like those folks who still work.. and are in an area of being where repressing emotions is a must for basic subsistence and survival..
To get away to a place of sanctity and outlet for those emotions can also be found through poetry and journaling.. in general.. as arts of writing.. and then there is music.. always a great way to enhance emotional release with YouTube serving as the medicinal bottle of healing in online way..
And of course nature can be so soothing.. and cabin fever is starting to get to me.. as even getting out.. to other buildings are still cabins to me.. and cannot possibly take the place of Nature True.. to touch toes in sand.. to become wind and air.. to gaze above and below.. to be grounded just.. just as is.. now.. is a wonderful thing.. and yes..
the Sun is shining somewhere and will be shining here again..
as above so below in whomever feels darkness now..
Anyway.. the 26th of October is almost
a day without words from me..
But no.. not quite.. or quiet.. smiles..
as the 11:01 hour and minute comes
Well.. for Tuesday.. i’ll guess
i’ll start at the end instead
of the beginning for
now.. on the
for Love’s Letter
of poetry to others
and yes.. the great
thing about facing
enough is side
and one can freely
Love ALL without
call that a
and i call it
Love.. and i
guessing if i LOVE
them or not.. my
oh and hi.. still
paper sea.. thanks
for the dose of
as i always
see it.. for
*Parents and the
Love.. is the
and can be extended
as far as we can see..
a lesson learned
*i suppose if there can be any saving grace
of dementia.. it is that Love’s of the
past can come alive
all there is..
as long as emotions
continue there is something
of life worth living.. and thank
goodness.. that is said
to be the last
and sadly too the
emotional part can
cease to exist at
exist at all..
that is the
as it really does happen
to some poorest of souls…
*Some people live for love and cooperation..
Some people live for hate and discontent..
Most always it is a vicious cycle
of someone neglecting or
the dark cycle
again.. to Love
to really Love
of return.. as none
of us walk
in the shoes
of hate and
to be Loved
to Love carries
on the human
for those who care..:)
At the end of all my
days of nows..
or not i
be that i
Now.. Love IS
force gifted to
is no need
So true in Love there
is no time but steps
is to rise
seeking to connect
with no needs or wants Now..:)
i’m of the
Love as a feeling
Friends who have
no requirements for
no matter how
now there are five
Languages of Love..
gifts.. acts of service..
with not all
the same language..
gifts are just not a
part of my
as far as
but the other
four i speak..
and that is the
of Love.. Agape
Ah.. Summer Love..
this reminds me of
a song.. Captain
of Her Heart..
beach love true
is warm and not
just hook-ups of
Well.. for me at
least.. the Love
of my wife
forever or however
long servers last..
and if one..
all of this will
be worth it.. and
if one person comes
to understand what
i hope for miracles..
i have faith in miracles
i believe in the miracle of Love..
This Love is Real and True..
I WILL SHOUT IT FROM
Ah.. wife.. a blessing..
a God send..
Modern waters of Love..
opportunities for Love
like no other age..
a sliver of heaven
all take advantage
of.. and certainly
poetry.. a vehicle
Love Lives on..:)
*Cat of Love..
Cat of fearless..
Cat of courage..
Cats teach me
all of this..
i give up Loving
cats.. no matter how
many go away.. Love
And here is my offering..
if anyone comes to read it..
it’s not new.. so even if i
had offered it on dVerse
today.. someone would
it as they
do in the
it is not
the thing about
poetry for me..
it is not for
IT IS ALL
AND END OF
i derive from
doing this allow
me to share this Love
with the ones i Love..
and all the boos..
oh God this is too
dam long.. there
make me giggle
when my mother
or wife smiles
when i read this
poetry to them..
so smiles.. all
online.. folks who
like me and folks
who do not like
all of what i do..
you inspire me the
same as Unconditional
Love.. it matters not
how you see me.. ALL
that matters is i see
Love.. my friends..
So here’s a repeat that lasts as love
There is a woman named Helen.. she lives in a small town..
she has a Law Enforcement husband.. and she raises two infants at home..
in a small trailer.. a boy and girl..
One day the father says.. go get a job Helen..
i need you to make me more money.. she says no.. i refuse..
i will stay home and take care of my children.. they mean more to me
than anything in this world..
He does not accept this so he leaves
when the little boy is three
and the girl is two.. so Helen moves in
with her mother and must go to work..
Well.. the little boy receives all her unconditional love until age 3..
and now the little girl must go to be taken care of by someone else..
lonely in a crib all day long…
The little boy is homesick for his Mother.. when she goes to work..
and he soon enters Kindergarten to learn about cultural ways.. but first..
he looks across the river at his home on the water.. and sees a water GOD
that is endless across to the forest.. and realizes he has been here
forever with GOD.. before he can even speak at age 3..
Well.. his mother continues to Love him unconditionally..
never any spankings.. only grandmother does that..
with switch from the Apple Tree in yard..
but this boy’s Mother’s Unconditional Love
continues to live strong in his bright blue eyes..
So anyway.. he Loves very much and in school.. some girls love him too..
just ’cause he is so nice and with smiling eyes too.. but no.. the boys..
by the time they hit puberty.. will have none of that..
they tell the boy he cannot smile..
so the boy stays sad..
until he grows taller and stronger
than the other boys.. so he smiles..
with eyes.. and Loves.. no matter what they say then..
So the boy goes on.. graduating at the top of his class..
gets lonely in college.. as many people struggle at that age.. and the smiles come back when he becomes a giver of shoes.. at a small military Bowling Center.. for almost two decades he serves up shoes.. dirty feet.. smelly shoes.. it is a humble job for an educated boy to do..
So.. church groups often come in.. the boy quits going to church when he gets married and does not go back for 23 years.. but still the now young man smiles.. and sees every person he meets.. as the most important person in the Universe when he smiles at them..
So yes.. leaders of church groups often come up to him and say..
my friend you are the best example of a Christian i ever meet..
all there is about you is Love.. you are like Jesus..
with your healing eyes of Love..
And he says thank you friend..
i no longer go to church..
but i just Love..
the boy still cannot talk much..
he says it all with his eyes.. and bright white smile…
And one day a woman asks the young man.. what is your position here..
and he tells her manager.. as he becomes one by then.. and she’s says oh.. that explains why you are so nice..
And another man asks him.. how long he works there .. and when he says.. almost twenty years.. the man says OMG how can you still be so happy working in the same place so long..
The older man now that still has the smiling eyes.. receives a challenge from GOD.. his only real way to communicate Love with his eyes will change now.. the smiling eyes.. are gifted by GOD with a burning hell fire pain.. that grows into his ears.. where a cricket sounds like a freight train.. and a street light with shades.. looks like the Sun at 3 a.m..
So how will the man Love now.. like his favorite friend Jesus..
his eyes are only pain.. his heart becomes numb..
there is nothing left of the man before..
The man will not get mad at God..
even gifted with 19 medical disorders..
in a synergy.. of life and death JOB’s challenge..
like the bible story.. and his only wish is to die..
to escape the pain.. but God will not let him go.. God has other plans for him..
So one day.. two years later.. the man musters up the strength to tolerate the pain.. and starts writing on a dimly lit screen.. two inches away.. one word is like climbing the highest mountain of pain.. a word becomes a paragraph.. a page becomes a book..
now with the
To me.. yes.. love is
a living vegetable..
Brownest of leaves..
fresh and crisp
now fall wind..:)
And that ends with
17.. all that is
at 10:53 am..
with what looks
like three more
links at dVerse
All things Love are precious and
bright from the new born song
to the last
to treasure it all
is to live.. to live
to die in
related to hate..
scorch is burnt..
Love WiLL save
Ah.. human pride..
Ah.. Love felt without
return.. is certainly
none at all..
like the best Love
now to me.. smiles..:)
Adventure and wonderment
of childhood.. where meadows
never end.. and grass
runs so deep
are we then..
to find those sprigs
now still between toes
of free.. is feat of
Note.. there seems
to be an issue with
your link.. as it
else.. but not
hard to find for
those of us who
don’t easily give up..
and that is a gift of Love
And yes.. sadly
sites of poetry who
moderate my responses
of poetry in deleted way..
and that is
just a reminder
for me.. to make
sure i keep the comments
here and do not bother
it canNOT be
and with blogs
and tools against
OF LOVE WILLS..:)
Anyway.. that’s all for
now.. and this post
to future Love
“LOVE Train 9 3/4”..:)!
Well.. my friend Himali.. so nice to see
your magical words here again..
and the nice thing is they
never go away
as the magic
of Love.. yes Love
is the White Magic
of Life.. that leads
to unity of
in a garden
And Fear is black
do not deal
in the light saber of Love..
So yes.. when i come here
i see the strength of that
as a bright
white Light of Love..
after visiting so many
Kingdoms online so far
below platform 9 3/4..
it is nice to always
first at 11 am..
and be transported
back to white magic again..
and yes.. as a Wizard i often
visit Muggles as i continue to
attempt to bring white magic to
them.. i cannot exclude them
from the Kingdom
i too am once
a Muggle too..
born to a Wizard
one and Muggle
one as well..
are situated in a place
to help both members
of the biggest
and Muggles same..
OBTW.. i Love you..
saying that at ALL
as this Love is REAL..:)
Smiles.. hello to you again.. as well.. my friend Himali.. thanks for visiting with me today here at my blog.. and yes.. Katrina and i do have tons of fun at the Interstate fair.. and haha.. i couldn’t help but to think of you when we ride the ride named the Super Himalya.. winks.. i hope your days are always bright with Love my friend… with smiles and laughs of course.. and yes.. dance too!..:)
Ah.. that is so sweet of you my friend Himali..
in suggesting i am a gift of friend from God..
you are a best friend to me..
as well.. whenever
i see your
i see Love
of a best
gifted by God..:)
And once again.. Hi Himali.. smiles
times laughter times
Light times Love..
i am always
NOW MY FRIEND..!..:)! HAHA!
“We should consider every day lost
on which we have not danced at least once.
And we should call every truth false which
was not accompanied by at least one laugh.”
This is great.. and kinda how i dance..
except i am much wilder than this..
the comments section was interesting..
as so many of the comments sound like
the ones in reference to me when i dance..
like i have to be on ecstasy to be doing this but the truth is..
no matter what word one uses to describe God or even if
they relate to a word as construct of God they can dance with
God and feel God free like this.. as this truly is being one
with God unadulterated by drugs and one can do it
solo but never really solo WITH GOD..
THIS dude Julian..
ain’t afraid to be free..
God is free and so is he..:)
May Lord keep this dude safe,
free and ever dancing
And truly the Internet and he and others like him is part of why there will
NOT be another Iraq.. the price of freedom and saving life is
freedom of information.. Censorship is always
the way to lies.. human misery..
Rafiah says she doesn’t
like going to the dentist.. so i say…
I used to feel the dentist is scary.. too.. before I experience
the pain of atypical trigeminal neuralgia from wake to sleep for 66 months..
Which for me was like having teeth drilled without Novocain..
Except the pain is in eye and ear.. Instead of teeth..
Now that.. That is gone.. Dentist.. Not so bad..:)
i checked the movie ‘Fearless’ out.. as it reminds
you of this.. And I will like to see that movie.. It IS like that..
Except I don’t drive fast and am afraid of one thing.. Heights..
Still.. I very much want to remain alive.. I test life..
But not death.. And you always surprise me
with your knowledge of the rest of the world..
That movie coming out 1 month and 1 day
after your birth..:)
A best way to live is
after facing death for a long time
and surviving ‘Against All Odds’..
another good movie with Jeff Bridges.. too..:)
I’m hoping it is available on Amazon Prime for free to see..
Yes.. Improperly..;).. as i already peruse the
plot on Wiki.. and I learn the healing
properties of crying well.. as the
movie brings you tears..
Almost every Sunday at church
for Thanks Giving from God..:)
My Hijab to submit to God everywhere I go is dance..
The only place that prohibits my Hijab is the fancy pants
metro mall halls and their mall cops.. But I still do it..
Just enough to get away with it as I play God’s rules
and not ignorant rules like that..
That should and will be bent for God..
And true for people who think your Hijab is just
to protect from male gaze are ignorant too..
As gifts that are wrapped and accentuated
like the beauty of a woman’s eyes are
more alluring and tempting than the
At least for the
male of the species..
And yes… That is literally
part of why Muslim people
are winning the real
game of covering
the earth with humans.:)
And fertility rates are dropping here..
There are always two ends and
beginnings to a story..:)