Good morning SOHEIR.. and of course further towards the evening for you my friend..
AS with people.. my tolerating and accepting differences of other cultures… religions.. and nations is taking in many variables of differences of environments of both challenge and luxury…
I live in an environment of luxury so far above that of most places in the world.. in terms of a beautiful God Given environment of Rivers.. Beaches.. and Flowers shaded by Tall Trees.. with never a need not provided for food or drink.. I already live in paradise on earth.. so of course.. obviously i wish for nothing but the life i have gifted as is from God.. and sure i can wear shorts year ’round and never get cold.. but sure.. i am blessed as very robust too.. as physical child of GOD…
Sadly.. where i live that is not enough for many folks.. they wish for materialistic goods and are never satisfied by the gifts that are so clear to me all around me where i live.. as i step into my backyard of paradise free..
So true it is that many places in the world are places of hell on earth.. and many of those places are in the middle east.. particularly places like the ones we see where small girls are being raped by soldiers in the name of Allah.. and stove top burnings of wives where husbands do not see the dowries.. as enough to purchase a wife.. as no greater than cattle for slaughter or to eat.. in areas like Pakistan.. my friend..
Egypt is a much nicer place to live in the Middle East than many places of constant conflict and death.. so sure.. this is the way it has been in the middle east for thousands of years.. the tribal spirit of warring differences is strong in the past and remains strong in the Present.. and again.. Egypt has been spared much of this as a larger power in the area.. recently.. and i am glad you are blessed to live like this my friend as well.. as compared to some of your close neighbors..
So when i listen to this call to invoke the curse of Allah on disbelievers.. that is pretty much the element of the talk.. it is not surprising to me.. as it is ‘my football team against your football team’.. the closest thing that most people in the United States ever see of a war on their soils.. my friend..
How easy we have it here.. when we manufacture our tribal wars for fun.. and just jump up and down with cheers and jeers at the opposing team…
So sure.. it is not surprising either that i can go to my Catholic Church where there are almost zero talks about hell fire.. zero talks about an angry GOD.. and even Love expressed for the peoples of different religions.. even Muslims.. and Buddhists..
But sadly enough in other churches in my area.. that are fundamentalist Southern Baptist churches.. hatred is openly expressed towards Muslims.. Buddhists.. and even people of our own country.. like Single Mothers.. and Homosexuals..
When i go to these churches the fire of righteous indignation for a GOD of ALL peoples comes out of my eyes.. as i know and FEEL the Love of these Muslim and Buddhists.. and other people of God given differences as Peoples no less than.. my backyard of paradise…
But no my friend.. i do not feel that Love when i listen carefully to this entire over an hour audio that you provide today.. out of respect for you.. my friend.. what i hear is a tribal way of just another football team who says we are better than the other.. no it is not the New York Jets.. it is the believers of every literal scripture of one book.. that must not be in variance at all with other books of wisdom.. or the others.. the people.. will burn in an eternal fire of hell..
Well.. God is bigger than that.. so much bigger than any prophet.. book.. or word uttered out of human mouth.. no matter how much inspired by GOD.. GOD is always greater than human communication… as GOD is the GOD of Infinity.. and not just tribal warring concerns of one area of the earth.. which is almost entirely the context of this audio my friend.. which again.. is understandable.. and i can tolerate and accept the reasoning behind it.. as it is written in the context of an environment of relatively few natural resources.. competition for territory.. and subsistence.. in a life or death situation.. an entirely different human environmental context.. as compared to the one i am born in..
The American Indians.. living in pristine North America.. and South America.. as well.. where resources.. are abundant see a Loving God of plenty.. where the Great Spirit rules in Balance and Love..
Put them in a desert without the Buffalo and they will see more of a God of Fear and Hate.. instead of Love.. it is context my friend.. a context of GOD that can be darker or lighter depending on what we are born into..
To attempt to look deeper into the whys of how so many people see GOD so differently is to better be able to tolerate and accept the differences.. but until that happens.. there will still be rape.. killings.. and wars in the name of God or Allah.. and much misery and suffering..
Sadly until humans can realize they are all part of one Loving Tribe..
There will be no True Love of God.. that even the primate the Bonobo can live.. Free.. with Love.. and not rape.. maim.. and kill each other in ways of Fear and Hate..
Not everyone can read 10 to 15 times faster than the average human being.. or type close to 130 words a minute.. when properly focused.. or graduate with three degrees out of college.. or withstand a pain worse than literal crucifixion as identified in medical literature for 66 months from wake to sleep..
So no.. my friend.. i have privilege and challenge gifted to me by GOD that allows me to understand details and experiences of life.. that perhaps only 1 percent or LESS.. of the population is able to understand..
So i cannot judge anyone with eyes gifted by Allah.. different than most.. expecting them to see a GOD as large as i see.. as GOD has gifted me obviously with bigger eyes of discernment than most.. it will be easy for me to condemn the rest of the peoples of the Earth to Hell and say i am the only one living in Heaven.. with a few more million people on earth now.. ’cause we are the special ones.. the superior ones.. and you other folks are just gonna have the curse of Allah and suffer forever..
But you see my friend.. i am smart enough not to do this.. ’cause I understand God.. and that is where the video fails in invoking the curse of Allah on the lesser who do not understand Allah.. Allah does not sentence anyone to hell for the lesser of human being privilege.. God instead.. allows folks like me to lend a helping hand up instead of invoking curses on people who are lost.. but sadly.. people like me will never ever be heard by fundamentalist Christians or Muslims as their books tale them there is no other knowledge but what is in their books.. that is where they are incorrect.. as again GOD is no book.. no human word alone.. GOD is the God of ALL i am just a speck of dust compared to GOD and I will be a fool if i ever say i know or feel all there is to know or feel of GOD.. or anyone else does.. as i am still only a flea on the back of GOD enjoying my nourishment of blood as a life giving GOD that provides that gift of Blood free to me now by the grace of Paradise where i live.. but again.. how can i judge the folks who live in hell now.. no I CANNOT NOT AND WILL NOT.. i will only offer a hand up and NEVER EVER PUSH THEM DOWN INTO AN IMAGINARY HELL WHEN THEY ALREADY LIVE THERE NOW.. WITTINGLY or not my friend.. Love is Heaven there is no HEAVEN BUT LOVE AND THAT LOVE CAN BE NOW EVEN IN A DESERT WITH LITTLE IF ONE FINDS THAT LOVE INSIDE OVERFLOWING AND ALWAYS SHARING NOTHING BUT LOVE.. NEVER FEAR OR ALL THE DERIVATIVES OF ILLUSORY FEAR.. NAMELY THE GREATEST ONE NAMED HATE OR SEPARATION FROM THE GOD OF ALL THAT IS OF ALL PEOPLES OF THE UNIVERSE(S) not just patches of land in the middle east.. or earth.. as whole.. my friend.. smiles.. another talk but not as long as the video of course.. my friend. . SOHEIR FROM the fertile crescent Nile.. the birthplace of the earliest of human awakening and enlightenment of greater human potential as children of GOD from among the first folks who believe in one GOD of ALL named Aten.. and truly a source of what has now become other words for GOD in modern days of middle east ways.. God has always been here.. it’s just up to us to SEE God and most importantly FEEL GOD.. WITHOUT THE ESSENCE ALL THAT IS.. IS DEAD WORDS.. and Love is the essence my friend.. Love ALL Love NOW Love IS IT IS Sacred Love.. if a Bonobo can do it.. i must have at least hope for humans too.. smiles.. perhaps ISA will come back as a Bonobo if humans do not get their act together soon.. and just let humans go extinct and bomb themselves to death.. or perhaps God will send a virus.. to finally rid this earth of the cultural and religious viruses that are human.. and perhaps that is a metaphor my friend.. and hopefully not the literal consequence of living out of the balance with the God of Nature.. God will have ‘hEr’ way.. ‘sHe’ alWays does.. humans are but a speck of dust.. my friend.. and that is the humility i for one see as respect and never Fear that breeds hate or separation.. Balance is the way of GOD and Unity is the way of Balance.. And that is an ALL volunteer effort my friend never ever enforced by ways of HATE..:)
Smiles my friend.. my comment is not directed at the Quran or Muhammad.. or you my friend.. in your understanding of the Quran.. my comment is directed at the tone of the speaker and the specific words to invoke the curse of Allah on disbelievers..
Those are not words of God.. in any book of mine.. and i do not remember seeing them in the Quran.. but they are the words of the individual in the video that i cannot possibly agree with as they are words of separation and not unity.. this is what my disagreement is aimed at.. NOT Muhammad.. the Quran.. or you.. specifically..
i haven’t heard you speak that the curse of Allah should be invoked on disbelievers but certainly it is a curse for soldiers to rape little girls in the name of Allah in this curse of way.. as well as stove top burning young wives by men who think the dowry does not meet a fabricated allowance by Allah..
And i have much disagreement about these same types of things in the U.S. not much different than this.. and i can see the lies of the Bush administration at the time they are making them as no fool passes the test of my eyes to see another soul’s eyes lying..
Anyway.. i have no doubts of your light my friend.. but i also have no doubts that the terrorists are inspired by this same type of tone when provided like this to kill innocents as it promotes separation..
And sure.. if some terrorist comes to my house.. to harm my family.. they may die at my hands or powerful lightening fast and incredibly strong feet in a martial arts way.. in a heart beat.. as i am trained as not only a soldier by pen.. but i am a very efficient killer in defense if necessary as a last resort.. and no human teaches me this.. Allah teaches me this defense in hand and feet to hand combat.. alone with no one else.. as i do not want to hurt any innocent bystanders.. if you will..
Life is no soft ride for true freedoms of Allah.. and i will fight to the death if necessary to keep those freedoms as well.. but sure we live in a new era of soft men who train with smartphones instead of fists and feet.. i am fists and feet my friend.. with a Loving Pen.. and when i walk tall like a Lion and light as a butterfly.. no one yet transgresses my path..
God is no weak limp GOD.. God is the God of courage.. and tough passionate Love.. as instilled in REAL MEN AND WOMEN.. who treasure their freedoms and are not afraid to die for them in hand to hand combat.. but no guns for me.. i am no weak man who must use a crutch for defense.. i am Allah’s Lion not only in Pen but a force of one feat of feet as well.. smiles.. and I love you too.. and we will fight for freedom together.. with the kind of Love and Light Allah brings.. with PEN.. without any physical harm if we can but..
if not… so be that as well.. as caution to any terrorists who comes my way in metaphor of domesticate or abroad.. as we mostly have domesticated terrorists here in the U.S… now.. in true effect and affect my friend.. in more ways than violence as well… but again.. i live in a soft and free land.. where many people take their freedoms for granted.. freedom is a gift.. that can be lost quick when a nation becomes soft.. and while the military devices for defense are still strong.. there are few real warriors that i see.. still being trained by the military.. as i commonly wait for them to finish their Facebook before i lift a half a ton or whatever.. smiles.. that’s kinda disgusting to me considering what our forefathers give for human freedom.. a God of courage.. and never ever weak.. and while when young or now.. per my so-called physical disabilities i will never be able to pass the so-called physical requirements to enter the military no matter how strong and courageous i am.. the older combat veterans i have spoken to agree with my assessment here as well.. i am in no position alone to make this assessment but it is in accordance with real veterans of wars for freedom.. my friend..:)
Hi my friend.. Imran Ali..
Thanks so much for coming here and providing these wise words..
There is much i Love about the Quran as a book of wisdom.. my friend..
There is much about the Quran that is credible just like there is much about the Christian New Testament that is Credible.. AND USEFUL IN LIVING LIFE…
And of course there are still many jewels left in the Old Testament as well…
I argue against noNE of that here.. and i defend these parts of the Quran to the haters in the west.. as there are some who call it an evil book.. which of course it is not..
The Quran like the Christian bible.. is a book of wisdom.. and the realities of humanity.. at the time the books are both written and received as words from GOD…
There is a warring aspect of both books that is also part of GOD my friend.. and i do not judge either book as evil..
There is a warring aspect in the Middle East.. like i previously mention in my comment that is not a reality of the United States.. on our soils.. so i must understand the reality of this in the Middle East.. that there is a much different reality.. that plays greater to this reality of humanity that we in the west do not encounter.. that is still relevant as a part of GOD and more relevant on Middle Eastern shores….
And sure.. it is the same with the covers of women.. the Middle East is a hot arid land.. and these covers also provide a practical aspect of keeping moisture in and bright sun reflected to both protect skin and keep one cool..
SADLY.. Muslim Women where i Live swelter with what approaches heat stroke when these covers ARE WORN in our outside environment IN THE SWELTERING HUMID SUMMERS.. THAT is just foolish my friend… but a reality of A book restriction they face.. in an environment where those rules of GOD that are reasonable in your environment are not practical and against both GOD and Nature where we live here..
God does not raise fools my friend.. God raises Intelligent beings named humans who adapt and change and survive or do not.. so sure.. women stay inside.. and survive.. but it is beautiful outside here in the SWELTERING HUMID Summer as well.. and that is sad.. so sad that they are imprisoned inside covered up.. not to enjoy the Summer.. but it is what is is.. huh..
i cry for the Muslim women here.. but sure.. i am glad they stay cool.. and are protected from the Dry Sun in the Middle East..
And this is what i mean about change my friend..
God sense or NO SENSE.
But here’s the thing my friend.. and what i love the most about the Quran is its focus on the balance of Nature and the giving aspect to the lesser of us.. THAT’S GREAT!..:)
Science understands more my friend.. much more than at the time of the Quran and the Christian Bible.. AND YES IT IS A BIGGER MUCH DIFFERENT WORLD NOW AS WHOLE.. so what that means.. is the text in that book is NOT finished for the story of humankind or the spirituality and ONENESS WITH Allah to come..
I offer practical criticism.. for the relatively small parts that can possibly change for the better.. i realize the chances of that changing in countries where religion and state are one is practically zero..
And honestly.. the only way i can convince you OR any other Muslim is if i somehow am ISA myself.. which no.. i am not.. THAT’S SAD.. COMMON GOD SENSE SHOULD BE THE RULE.. not foolish behavior that refuses to change just ’cause ‘Joe’ or whomever finished the text of the Quran in actual book form AFTER MUHAMMAD DIES… SAYS it can’t change 1500 years ago.. in a small patch of arid hot land… in one TINY BOOK.. THAT IS AN ABRIDGED VERSION OF GOD’S WORDS…
I am just a human being my friend… but i will tell you this.. i am a Prophet of Allah.. neither the last or first who speaks to GOD face to GOD and who GOD speaks through to the best of my receiving ability..
And sure.. this definition of Prophet.. is in accordance with my western definition of prophet as healer.. Love is what counts.. and so far all I see is Loving Female Muslims.. you are only the second Male Muslim who has taken the time and effort to communicate with me.. since i am Speaking on Truth and Light of ALLAH for the last five plus decades… i appreciate that.. i am humble enough to tell you that everything you say is correct..
But here’s the difference between what we call a prophet in the United States and an Apostle of Jesus..
The Apostle says the rules of the past.. with no variance..
The Prophet Speaks the rule of GOD
WITH NO VARIANCE..
NOW HERE IS MY MAIN VARIANCE WITH THE QURAN IN 2015..
WORDS OF SEPARATION FROM GOD IN ANY BOOK IS AGAINST GOD..
WORDS OF LIMITS ON GOD IN ANY BOOK IS AGAINST GOD..
THOSE TWO LINES ARE MY MAIN ISSUES OF VARIANCE WITH THE QURAN.. I AM NOT HERE TO MAKE ANYONE BELIEVE WHAT I SPEAK OF.. I AM JUST HERE TO OFFER IT FREE OF GOD’S GUIDANCE AND CHARGE MY FRIEND…
AND where i am no longer welcome.. as i have been kicked out of almost everywhere online associated with the west.. where there is moderation of administration.. as my criticisms are scathing of both Western Politics and Western Christianity..
I just dust my sandals off and travel to the next destination with GOD’s message for me TO SPEAK.. and sure i will do this until my death.. as GOD already damns me to hell.. to bring me this far friend.. and there are 11 million more words from me..
THAT will tale you the same MESSAGE.. in greater details my friend..
I Love you..
THAT is the part of Christianity and Muslim
THAT is all that counts when the end and beginning of all
IS SAID AND DONE..
PERIOD MY FRIEND.. AND THAT IS MY MAIN MESSAGE FOR YOU…
I LOVE YOU.
If everyone practices I Love you.. there will be no false Iraq wars from the WEST.. no false tortures.. no haters of Muslims.. no rapes of young girls by Muslim extremists.. and no stove top burnings of young brides in Pakistan.. AND SO MUCH MORE EVIL THAT WILL BE RESOLVED.. Truly it’s as simple as that my friend… THIS IS ALL ALLAH TRULY DEMANDS.. LOVE YOURSELF.. LOVE OTHERS AS YOURSELF.. AND FIRST AND FOREMOST LOVE ALLAH WITH ALL YOUR HEART OF EMOTION.. EXPRESSING THAT WITH SPIRIT OF HUMAN WITH A BALANCING BODY AND MIND AS SOUL.. AND WORLD PEACE WILL BE THE SOLUTION..
i already live in Heaven NOW MY FRIEND.. that is my reward from ALLAH NOW alWays NOW.. AND ALL I HAVE TO DO TO STAY IN HEAVEN IS PRACTICE THAT RULE WITH ZERO VARIANCE.. i have zero TO GAIN.. and zero to lose by being here.. and just ALL.. to GIVE.. take it with eYes of ALLAH or not my friend.. your will.. your choice.. your way with ALLAH or NOT.. my friend.. Peace and Blessings with Love ONCE AGAIN!..:)
Hi Rafiah.. ‘Southern Cross’ is my favorite.. and sure Music is her Game.. and Love is her Name.. and i travel the world always looking for her and i find her now and then..
sMILEs.. sadly.. we don’t have NEW music like this in the United States anymore.. it dies in the 70’s more or less.. with electronic glitz.. replacing the chords of human acoustic heARt.. and i suppose that is why i Love the Language of poetry.. as it is the Language of Love above.. just wham bam thank ya mam.. in two or three words of modern pop music that is repetitive.. and just exciting.. and nothing more.. in today’s ways of electronic computer programmed beats.. than what CAN be the nuance of Infinity in human emotion.. through music.. and dance as well.. my friend..
i do compose music.. perhaps i will do that again.. as well.. as i am bored of what is out there today.. new in music.. and who am i blaming but me.. for not getting to work at that too.. i guess.. smiles again.. my piano is waiting.. if you don’t see my text for a few years.. you will know what i am doing.. but sure.. i will still keep in touch with you somehow my friend.. i promise you that.. God willing of course.. perhaps i’ll send you a song.. one like this.. again..:)
So let IT written be music.. perhaps its WiLL be done.. WHO kNows.. i Feel.. Music of Love Lives as Me and now you of course as well.. welcome to my SonG.. i write it for you.. my friend.. Rafiah.. as Kind in Love..:)
Thanks.. for this gift of song as well.. Rafiah.. you have such a diverse mind in cultural interests that go far beyond your borders.. or age.. you always impress me.. here from 1969.. a song about a man who cannot control his passions.. and kills his love down by the river.. of course.. as with all poetry and songs.. the meaning is always of us.. as unique individuals.. my friend..
i will never come to that conclusion.. now.. from just hearing the song.. but of course.. violence.. now.. is not in my vocabulary either.. i see it as a song of Love instead of killing.. as that is what i see.. Love.. but nah.. It isn’t always that way.. for me either..
An eye of Love.. is always a beautiful eye of seeing as far as i can see the River ..now.. my friend.. Rafiah..:)
Smiles.. Glenn.. the Wonder Loom.. shares a visit yesterday but yes.. you are likely the second and last to comment here in my sea of seemingly endless iT is IS IS is iT writing and other assorted artifacts of science and art.. haha!.. Thanks so much.. you are an amazing guy to get through what i do here.. at all.. and seriously you literally may be one of only a few who can even reasonably be expected to do this.. in our modern twitter age that is reduced to characters and not even limits of words in standard diction ways of being.. hmm.. i love output.. i am an input dude for 50 long years.. and when the explosion of output comes after all that input for five decades it is no small one.. and no slow one either.. i am going to be all i can be.. no matter if it makes others uncomfortable or not.. i watered me down to suit the tastes of the dVerse administrators until the point that my creativity started shrinking and the patriarchs successfully killed my creativity at age 13.. FOR 40 DEAD YEARS.. by taling me NOW THEN.. only girls do THAT.. and we beat you up if you even crack a smile.. just be a tough boy and suck all the hate up.. ha! i dedicate all of this to the haters in the world.. and i only wish they can share one millionth of the Love i feel for creating free never limited now by people who will try to stop the Love Train i am today.. it flows.. and it flows faster and faster.. like an ever spreading Tsunami of what i call Love whether it drowns others or not.. it is here waiting for them.. in small drops or ocean full for whatever eYes care to see and hear deeper or shallow as long as servers bring it on.. i will go on.. as this my friend is a very large soUl that IS me expresSinG as spiRit.. in a heArt still growing multiple times larger than the grinch that once exists as me.. these are my presents i offer.. they are free.. and i expect no one to take them.. but yes.. they are free my friend.. and so am i.. to CREATE LESS THAN GOD BUT YES AS SIMILAR TRUTH AND LIGHT.. i Love you Friend.. Glenn.. the world needs more people like you as they mostly are older like you and me.. and this is what may be all that is left of them.. old souls online.. credit forethinkers and most importantly foredoers for maKinG that possible write NOW.. like Steve Jobs and Bill and friends.. and sure Steve Jobs helps best in many ways to combine the ART of GOD of ALLTHATIS AS MANIFEST IN HUMAN.. wITh ReAsON.. PRICELESS JOBS..:)
Last comer to dVerse links on Tuesday prompt about ancient Rock art..
Smile..s an age when life is about life and not about tools alone.. when man is man and woman is woman with tools as accessories that do not rule us alone.. who is smarter human or tools.. i choose human i am human too and fewer tools..:)
And now on to respond to a few links from dVerse Poet’s Pub.. Thursday Open Link night before i leave for Rave Dancing tonight.. busy weekend coming with Gospel Singing tomorrow night.. Casino Trip to Biloxi with Church on Saturday.. Catholic Church on Sunday along with the Boggy Bayou Mullet Festival on Sunday afternoon.. hmm.. sounds like lots of photos.. and smaller time for writing.. but i will to get through and respond to all dVerse links before the weekend is over.. God willing of course.. sMILES.. AS THE auto- biography of poetry REALNOW goes on for me.. among other stuff of course..:)
*A love can be a song of ‘tween.. a love can be a brush.. a stroke.. love is pain.. and make up face.. where love grows paint fades.. rest of Love Shines through a vacant place of Real my friend..:)
Breaths flesh soft.. spiral breeze deep blue sea measures me.. SonG of LifE wE of aLL.. waVes oF uS.. SinG proLonG..:)
And the show goes on Buck.. Johnny Eagle and a horse who refuses to be tamed named Jesus.. Jesus.. this is a great story.. and when Cowboys and Indians come toGeThEr healing Jesus at the end.. what a turn of hooves.. midnight Cowboys.. Sun rise Indians..:)
*Inner Forest of human being.. trees of Love remember friends.. how nice it is to step with leaves of fallen Love and Rising Friends..:)
i see my mother here.. no longer driving in her 60’s.. residing inside never venturing much further than a book or crochet.. in her 80’s now.. it makes her happy.. and it is still enough for her.. peace of mind lives in a many stranded way of Life i guess.. horizons high horizons low as peace i’m sure..:)
SMiLes.. i for one make an art of finding poetry wherever i go.. capturRinG wITh wORds or videO wiT poeTry comeS and goes with mE.. FinDinG poetry iN titles.. anothEr waY to be art mY frienD..:)
Midnight road.. a walk alone.. Keep moving.. make a score.. a score is more.. rhymes with i.. Who can i be.. but a work of lUSt.. Oh.. rubbER gLoves.. reAlly.. i MusT..;)
iCe ages come and go.. fiRes alWays burn out.. Yes.. humans will freeze last now.. when oiL is gONe.. icE comes KinG.. Meanwhile.. some folks will continue to worry about bUrning.. WitH FroZen minDs sTill Death they pArt..:)
——– sMILEs.. Break.. Dance NOW!..;) ——–
9:34 pm.. BACK AT 12:37PM 10162015..
Irony is the gift of reality that never must make sense.. Promoting Jesus to a solidier GOD in actuality is the only way the housings of real meaning will make theIR way to now.. So sure.. Jesus is a dinosaur carried by eggs of human myth.. Not even a flood OF LIES can end his life.. as WHOLE long as megalomaniacs carry his real iTunes of REAL then.. NOW.. IN MYTHS OF HUMAN EGGS.. AND SURE that is still resurrected pArt in today’s world of rotten eggs..;)
Only a foolish God will create a devil out of hate.. only a real GoD will create a devil out of Love.. smiles.. God is no fool and neither is the real devil of us.. and them.. It is what it is fall and rise and get up again.. Beauty is the Devil that creates LIFE and PASSIONATE FIRE OF LIVING.. the other devil is just imaginary.. wInks..;)
Ugh.. a loss of feeling.. it’s all around.. it seeps in as darkness.. old songs.. last.. new feelings come again.. oh.. YouTube saves US.. N0W WitH pasSinG feelinGs riSinG up wITh ReaL beInG FEELinG.. Thanks for the SonG.. it is BliSs.. up theRe in YouTuBe Heaven.. come again..:)
All of Nature has a song.. the song of change so real and true.. Many of we have a dream.. so same.. so cold.. so false unreal.. Embracing Change is Light and Truth HOT.. Same stays cold forevermore..:)
Ah.. humans.. spending Life focusing on imperfections polishing them down.. a response.. Fear of Change.. Detail thinking.. Devil of same.. Oxytocin Receptors on feet connecTinG to Earth’s sAnd.. Love it ALL.. meanwhile.. most.. wear shoes.. trim lawns carefully squAre.. sidewalk edges.. Earth screams! Can’t YOU see ME.. beyond your sidewalk eYes..:)
i can relate to this well.. All a father can be.. in the struggles of manhood.. expressing emotions.. staying strong.. my father has all of this but separating early with no desire or way to express this.. all i feel/know.. is from his brother who away from law enforcement of both criminals and expressing emotions.. can tale his tale.. but i suppose sooner or later we all must become our own fathers and mothers and friends as well.. the man or woman in the mirror is always the one who Rules and Loves us best when both Father and Mother.. Husband.. Wife.. and Friend as well whole we are when we become ONE force of all of that and then we can give the rest of iSuS..:)
2:20 pm.. Back at 8:08 Southern Baptist Gospel Singing Canceled.. Wife Katrina brings a TV show instead.. Ellen.. with Miley Cyrus Singing ‘Hands of Love’… sure that is Gospel singing even better too.. REAL GOSPEL SINGING COME TO LIGHT… SO ANYWAY.. back to this.. and you know poetry i love.. as these hands of mind are not just mine these hands are thousands more of all the connections of my life.. all the dance.. all the creativity of all who touch my life.. so i write on and carry on alway stronger when i start.. wicked are the blinded from the trails of past.. i leave them behind and visit them again.. as liGht is always worth sharing no matter what.. Forgiveness is Love.. Love is All that is.. joining hands of thousands behind the pens of Love.. iSnow.. and oh.. to be clear wicked trails has nothing to do of wHere i traverse today.. but yes.. i have been to wicked places.. for surely without Love Wicked leaves.. do fall as black ash and dirt.. but with Love theRe is Green a Pill of Love where Red and Blue holds hands of LIVE..:)
In lives of plenty In lives of excess In lives of instant gratification.. a little cold and hunger goes a long way to happiness when warm hearts and full stomachs become one with needing each other in Love.. Hurricanes of Mass Destruction teach this lesson to lucky few.. snow storms.. and earthquakes.. bring back the struggle as Love..:)
A Roller coaster of money up and down around the world.. Blessed are those who never catch the train of up and down.. Sad for those who climb up and fall.. bed pans.. are the gold that will be shined by love one day.. and for those who give Love those hands will be appreciated.. for those who do not.. the end will be the means.. there is no fooling Love in the empty heart of Gold no matter how Gold the comb over.. smiles of stranding Lies.. whisp a cross a hair of Gold..:)
*Ah.. the autumn eve of sunset green to red to brown.. a Sunrise of cold blue skies.. fewer clouds in skies.. means alive is crisp and fresh in skies of Love..:)
The third asterisk of known poets to me who block these words of beauty from their sight.. sad it is to separate oneself for potential of beauty to come thEir way.. people often ask me how i do all of this.. it is simple.. there are no asterisks of people who i exclude from my TREE OF LIFE as free.. a lesson to learn is Love is THE most powerful FORCE in the Universe.. a Force so Powerful that a poem can become a Uni-Verse too.. sMiLES.. it’s sad for me.. to see people who separate themselves from others.. over differences of opinion.. we all have ’em.. but sure some people are afraid of seeing a naked butt.. too.. blinded by the Light OF REAL like a Moon shining below as so above..FREE!.. And yeah there’s a song about that i thInk i’ll add up top on this dVerse Section that celebrates the freedom of FREE ASSOCIATION IN HUMAN CREATIVITY.. THE LIGHT OF CREATIVITY CAN BE SO BRIGHT THAT IT BURNS THE eYes of those who separate from it.. in other ways of mechanical cognition CLOSED MINDED Life.. SURE I BLIND PEOPLE BY MY LIGHT.. IT IS BRIGHT I DO NO APOLOGIZE FOR MY LIGHT AT ALL.. smiles.. the off switch online is not hard to find.. but in real life.. ha! i cannot be ignored.. no matter how hard folks pretend to do it.. hehE! THE DANCE OF ME SHINES BRIGHT IN HALLS OF PUBLIC VIEW!.. AND from the distance across the dance hall room last night i hear a little young man say OMG that’s the weirdest dude here.. i didn’t get a chance to catch up with him.. with a Link THAT WILL CONCLUSIVELY PROVE I AM THE F*KING WEIRDEST DUDE IN THE WORLD AND THANK HIM FOR HIS COMPLIMENT it balances out with the young women who tale me i am awesome on the dance floor.. but sure Weird is the BESTEST COMPLIMENT OF ALL AS OH GOD I AM A VANILLA HUMAN BEFORE LIKE A F IN PAPER BAG.. THAT I RARELY FIND MY WAY OUT OF TO BE A FRACTION OF HOW FREE i AM JusT NOW!..:)
Okay.. Album Cover of Caveman Fred Astaire dancing and Piano Player.. the evolution of MANFRED MANN IS THE NAME OF THE ALBUM.. Synchronicity comes in waves for those who Surf GOD FREE! with God at One’s Back there are no F*KING limits.. just potential more fully realized every now that comes FREE!.. i thInk tHis is better than GOSPEL SINGING IT IS SIGNING..;) BACK TO dVerse now..:)
This place needs a WOMAN’S TOUCH BEFORE i GO ON..;)
oh.. yeah.. just write.. tRust me.. sHe breaThes iN mE..;)
Chords Voice NoteS Song.. HiPs SinG emoTioNs coMe LiGht fliGht.. DanCe.. SonG..:)
Spring rises hot to puberty flow.. Summer comes in many colors oh so long.. Fall slows down.. now reflect.. Leaves of dreams do come back.. Winter stay a place ’till death.. Appreciation bRinGs Life best when emoTioN SinGs.. Golden Years of Winter tRue.. sTress goes.. Love comes back.. Love’s gift preSent appreciates WiNterNow..:)
Words avenues dreams delight Moves inspiration fruition liGht.. ConnecTioNs run deeper words go by.. flesh a SonG wheRe Blood SinGs Love Sweat creates Sweet Life Now..:)
Ah.. yes.. my friEnd.. wheNow poetrY no lonGer wRites me.. i goes a way.. sMileS.. noTHinG butpoeTry i menow..:)
Believe it or NOT.. once upon a time i am a very anxious human.. Dante pain brRinGs anxiety beyond believe.. Ativan the savior for five long years.. oh nightmares .. vivid beyond night’s stay when Ativan leaves car lights are eyes.. Now i dream awake.. siLent LuciDitY FruiTioN Lives Dream am i.. WiDE AwaKe Now.. Mental Note.. Fred remember to see that new movie PAN.. wInks.. i am Peter.. the real Pan ALiVE!.. oh Hi again.. Prajakta.. before i forget.. yoUr poetry inspires this!.. i am off to fly! aGaiN..! i haVe DREAMS TO CATCH!..;)
Ah.. the last hundred years an experiment for sure.. Radio.. TV.. AC.. RECORD it ALL and virtual video game LIFE Next.. a screen becomes scream.. human no longer lives.. the Terminator is here man is a machine of human screen.. AnyWHO yes..! i’m BACK..! Again dam IT..! and i aim to help.. if a 55 year old dude can do Arnold so CAN THEY..;)
WELL.. i for one will do what you ask.. there is a little boy.. a disabled boy from a nice neighborhood.. he is Autistic.. there is A beautiful sapling.. he cannot speak.. his only joy is nourishing this tree.. He provides hands of Love that words can not meet.. he breathes life into this tree and more beautiful it grows.. until one day college educated tree majors.. exclaim this is a specimen of amazing Tree.. they study leaves and bark bright glow.. Sadly.. the little boy’s heart is weak his love is strong but flesh gives out.. the little boy passes away.. and what is left is the most beautiful tree in his small hometown.. where his love grows tree.. a young man.. strong but shy.. is walking down a sidewalk shaded by this wonder tree.. a young woman weak but brave come under the tree where they speak of the beauty of the tree.. and like magic a spark of Love unites Strong man with Brave woman anew with Love.. Tree of Life is born.. under Tree of Love.. The young man becomes brave with this strength of Love.. The young woman supports him.. no fear.. through military and political career.. and then at the height of world leadership role.. this now powerful world leader helps makes a decision and is credited for saving human and earth alike.. but who is the real savior.. the tree.. the little disabled boy.. loving parents of the man and wife.. all the teachers who bring them lessons of life.. and all the friends who support them in all aspects of life as well.. there is no separation when Love bRinGs Unity.. and sure there was darkness along the way that inspires the young man the same as light.. we are all saviors of each other when Love comes into the world.. no man is savior but LOVE my Friend Candy.. LOVE..:)
Hope you don’t mind if i share yoUr path..
Sunsets gleam through eagles WinGs.. Nature’s beast of feathered SinGs.. Ajoy beak says.. spiraLinG Son.. Kepher soaRs foRce ONe.. Eagle eYes Blue skeYe..
Earth replies All Alive.. Grow Life Earns
The Valley Has new breed.. Indigenous Nature KinG.. Ink of path No plan GOlD
I always love my father i visited him twice a year for a weekend here and there.. he never really said anything to me.. but oh how i wanted some instruction on how to be a man.. he leaves when i’m 3.. then one day he speaks.. and tales me in the operating room of my few week old child’s surgery.. make sure you raise him like a man son.. my mother spoke.. my smile says Love.. i forgive my father as i am my Mother’s Love.. my child passes away then.. my father passes away last year.. and finAlly i look in the mirror and find a father of me..:)
Well.. one more to go.. a late link on dVerse online poetry site by my friend Lynn.. anyway.. if you have any darkness in life.. ya oughta try poetry.. it’s great medicine to grow a HeArt STRoNG.. cause dam it.. if i can do it.. A robot computer cog in machine i am before.. i truly believe anyone can do it.. besides me..:)
Well.. my goodness Lynn it feels like home here you are again at the very end.. and oh my goodness 28 times.. this is my 28th poem.. sure 3 folks exclude me from their homeroom now but you homeschool.. so i’m sure you’ll allow me here.. and where does that circle of life start on that ‘caveman’.. the tale or front.. rhetorical question no need to answer..;)
Ah.. yes.. 28 poems.. and the end with Lynn.. And.. well.. i only share 5 on Facebook.. but sure.. in the next blog post.. perhaps tomorrow night after day long casino trip on Biloxi beach.. 23 more come in blog post then.. Beach Photos.. Casinos.. etc.. MORE Royale.. and the title will be.. ‘Thousand Hands of Love’.. smiles.. sure.. wheRe do i come up with all this stuff.. rhetorical question once AGAIN!..;)
10172015 12:37 am.. end for now..:)
Off to celebrate my 80th week of Rave Dancing at Old Seville Quarter.. and oh GOD.. i love this Shirt.. a T-Rex.. some cheeseburgers.. two cats.. and ya got Paradise in Space.. heHE!..;)
Seriously.. do you really think LiFE is supposed to make logical sense.. that’s okay.. i used to have that illusion too..
Funny how irony works..
Hi Madeleine.. thanks so much for stopping by with those lovely words of appreciation today.. i am always joyous to come to your site of Limerick sharing as humor is the medicine to raise human up a little bit out of all the darkness we see today.. so yes.. your Limericks spread the Light of human healing my friend.. so.. you are my Limerick healing friend.. sMiLes again!..:)
Sad ugly song of life is Lonely Beautiful Happy song of life is Allone.. Diversity is God’s SonG that one can see and feel throughout Nature in an Infinity of nuances of emotions and senses.. The color of human is limitless.. to color human any less than limitless is only block of Truth and Light of Human Freedom.. embracing ALL of IT ALLONE.. any less is lonelier than THAT.. to taste and see and FEEL THE FLAVORS OF GOD IN ALL HUMAN without exclusion.. is becoming ALLONE and LIMITLESS MY FRIEND.. IN A WAY OF UNCONDITIONAL LOVE THAT NO RAINBOW WILL EVER EQUAL.. AS Truth and Light that never ends and always changes Infinity NOW as Unique and different to FUEL NOW.. ALIVE AND SPECIAL.. in EyEs of US WitH ALLONE Allah GO D and all the metaphors for the Essence of All and different changing NOW only fear demands SAME AND FEAR IS THE REAL DEVIL OF SAME THAT LEADS TO ALL FORMS OF HUMAN HATE.. OH! AND HI! ZEE.. NICE TO BE HERE WITH YOU NOW.. LO VE.. SAYS IT DIFFERENT SAYS FEELING AND SAME AS CHANGE.. WITH LOVE..:)
Hi.. Imran Ali.. Material Reductionism and the Devil of details.. refusing change.. is the sin of modern day living separate from the bigger vision of GOD gifted to us with God’s eYes as potential..:)
Scattered.. as story.. i too.. know and feel before.. all so confuSinG a soUl diffusing Ocean.. no waves.. wAvE am i getting aLL back togeThEr aGain.. a child of 7 or before.. culture bRinGs chaos breeds loSinG Oneness of soUl.. no more miNd and Body Balance then.. tHere is a place in yOur HeArt my friend that knows.. FEELS self as ONE.. God lives in tHis i.. of ego I of spiRiT! Dream CAtcher ONE fruition of i.. escapes chaos of culture.. i becomes master of ego I.. spiRit of emoTioN expresSinG hearT so free.. regulating through dancing as air.. along with senses integraTinG.. i am a 6 year old child again my friend.. but sure i have knowledge to go along with free as well.. it’s the icing on the cake of a human who becomes child again.. children play.. adults worry.. heaven for child.. hell for adult.. but no it does NOT have to be this way.. but no it’s not free.. constant dedicated practice for an entire life to stay in heaven free now as Child.. and sure with Love i wish for you to play as child again.. my friend.. Lala Rukh..:)
The little boy who loves Mohammad
with words instead of drawing portraits is touching..
And as corallary in the US many people worship an idol of a man
once named Yeshua and other translations.. presently Jesus.. as a God..
and never hear his lessons of Truth and Light.. As only the reality of a humble prophet’s teachings..
The real Jesus will never be on Facebook.. With a perfect smile..
i agree with this 100 percent.. And it is the main reason I visit here.. to hear..:)
Smiles.. you always make me feel welcome.. SOHEIR..
Sadly that is rare but i refuse
to do anything less than love
as that is all that makes me fearless.. Love..:)
And now i am out of bed.. a smart phone..
is difficult for me to use still
sleepily with one hand in bed..
and now i have two.. so i will share a story with you..
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..